Chapter 76
This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com
Qin Wanshu's hair dried quickly. Zuo Qinghuan sniffed the fragrant scent of Qin Wanshu and couldn't help but lift her shiny black hair. She pressed her lips against it, moving along the fair neck, gently nibbling, reaching the delicate chin. She skillfully unraveled Qin Wanshu's bath towel, applying a slight force, and pressed onto Qin Wanshu's body. Qin Wanshu did not resist, lying down naturally. Zuo Qinghuan lifted the quilt and both their bodies. Her lips met Qin Wanshu's, followed by an affectionate kiss. Zuo Qinghuan's lips then moved to the neck, descending further, her entire head soon disappearing into the quilt. At this moment, any words were unnecessary.
Covered by the quilt, Qin Wanshu couldn't see Zuo Qinghuan or her actions, sparing her from facing the lascivious scene and feelings of shame. However, her body's sensations became even more acute and heightened. She felt Zuo Qinghuan's kisses, like raindrops, falling on every inch of her skin. Slowly moving downward, she sensed Zuo Qinghuan's incredibly nimble tongue gliding from the inner thighs toward the center of her legs, so unhurried that it made her somewhat nervous...
Qin Wanshu couldn't help but grip the bedsheets. Although she couldn't see Zuo Qinghuan's movements, she felt her legs being parted, and a moist, warm tongue touching the equally warm area. The nimble tongue and fingertips brought unprecedented pleasure, causing Qin Wanshu to feel her body uncontrollably releasing slippery fluid. Qin Wanshu was almost driven mad by this sensation, she tightly clutched the bedsheets, leaving them in disarray.
In the darkness, Zuo Qinghuan sensed that Qin Wanshu's body was even wetter than last time, and her body was not as tense. Her lips instinctively followed the scent of Qin Wanshu's breath, licking and teasing. She knew this was the aroma of desire emanating from Qin Wanshu, enchanting and fragrant. Qin Wanshu's body would unfold beneath her tongue and fingertips. The thought of this made Zuo Qinghuan extremely excited, and even her own thighs emitted a hint of moisture.
Qin Wanshu's body couldn't bear the increasing pleasure and couldn't help but moan. This sound made her extremely shy, but she couldn't restrain it.
Her body soon reached the brink of pleasure, stimulated and teased by Zuo Qinghuan, and after a burst of contraction, she went limp as if her consciousness had been drained dry.
Zuo Qinghuan knew that Qin Wanshu had come, so she ceased her actions. She also felt very hot. She didn't know whether it was because she was tucked under the quilt, or because of her emotions, or both. Zuo Qinghuan emerged from under the quilt, with her forehead slightly sweaty.
“Silly, you almost suffocated yourself." Qin Wanshu said with a smile as she looked at Zuo Qinghuan. After the recent experience of passion, Qin Wanshu's eyes still held the lingering effects of desire. The usually clear eyes now carried a seductive charm that was rarely seen, it was incredibly enticing. Amid passion, women become the most enchanting and alluring, and Zuo Qinghuan found confirmation of this in Qin Wanshu. Watching Qin Wanshu's captivating expression, Zuo Qinghuan couldn't help but want to experience it again.
This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com
“I can die under the peonies and be a romantic ghost*." Zuo Qinghuan buried her face in Qin Wanshu’s soft fullness, gently nuzzling on them. It seemed that not only did ancient people wish to be romantic ghosts, but she too was willing.
*from a saying that means dying for the person you love is also a romantic thing. It was said to be from a poem by a courtesan named Zhu Lianxu to express her longing for her beloved. This later carried a more sexual and frivolous connotation.
"Do you want it too?" Qin Wanshu's fingertips slid to Zuo Qinghuan's delicate chin, lifting her face. Zuo Qinghuan's face was also flushed, and incredibly tempting. Moreover, she felt Zuo Qinghuan subtly rubbing against her body, as if desiring something.
Zuo Qinghuan grabbed Qin Wanshu's other hand and placed it on her inner thigh, letting Qin Wanshu feel her own desire.
Qin Wanshu felt her fingers soon getting wet with that slippery fluid, perhaps even more so than her own, it was clearly a sign of arousal.
"What do you think?" Zuo Qinghuan asked with a slightly heated gaze, pressing her body against Qin Wanshu, seeking release. "Reciprocity is only fair." Qin Wanshu found the perfect excuse for what she had in mind, initiating a kiss with Zuo Qinghuan. With a subtle effort, she effortlessly pressed Zuo Qinghuan beneath her, a situation Zuo Qinghuan seemed quite willing to be in. Leveraging her excellent memory, Qin Wanshu replicated everything Zuo Qinghuan had done to her, down to the smallest detail.
Qin Wanshu's movements were clearly inexperienced, yet Zuo Qinghuan's body responded enthusiastically, easily yielding to the exploration. Her legs naturally entwined around Qin Wanshu's waist, showcasing her exceptional flexibility. Like a snake, Zuo Qinghuan tightly entangled herself with Qin Wanshu's body, in a highly provocative posture. Qin Wanshu blushed deeply, finding Zuo Qinghuan's enthusiasm and unrestraint in bed far from her own. However, she couldn't bring herself to dislike it, in fact, she liked it a lot. She found herself desiring to do even more with her. She felt a sense of guilt for harboring such desires, wondering if one day she would be assimilated by this woman to the same extent...
Qin Wanshu's gentle fingers traced over Zuo Qinghuan's back, her first time touching Zuo Qinghuan's skin. The skin was youthful, flexible, and elastic. Qin Wanshu's fingertips glided over Zuo Qinghuan's spine, slowly moving from top to bottom, reaching the tailbone. Sensitive to the touch, Zuo Qinghuan involuntarily shivered. It felt as if Qin Wanshu's fingers were casting a magical spell on her body. The touched areas were both comfortable and tingling, prompting her to squirm closer to Qin Wanshu's body, and crave even more. For her, Qin Wanshu was the best aphrodisiac in the world. When this woman was loving her, even the slightest teasing could turn her body into a pool of spring water, ready for picking.
When Qin Wanshu buried her head between her legs, witnessing her goddess pleasing her in this way, the visual and psychological stimulation left Zuo Qinghuan excited beyond control. Her inner thighs were drenched, and the pleasure intensified due to the stimulation in her heart.
Qin Wanshu lifted her head to look at Zuo Qinghuan, whose beautiful face remained ethereal. Yet, the rosy blush on her face exuded endless charm and desire. There was no sense of dissonance; it was as if a celestial being had discreetly descended to taste forbidden pleasures. This feeling of beauty and taboo made one want to indulge in more profane acts with her, letting her be touched by more earthly fireworks.
Zuo Qinghuan's hand gently caressed Qin Wanshu's head. She was unsure if she wanted more and held on, or if she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to pull away. However, the intensity of pleasure was overwhelming, nearly making her dizzy. Her body became limp, devoid of strength. She realized that it was just Qin Wanshu using her tongue, yet it brought her to this point. It wasn't about extraordinary skills; it was simply because it was her, Qin Wanshu. Thus, her body surrendered in such an undignified manner.
Qin Wanshu didn't expect to have such a significant impact on Zuo Qinghuan. Zuo Qinghuan's body was undeniably responsive, with each wave surpassing the last. This was the best affirmation and encouragement for her.
Qin Wanshu's fingers traced circles on the outside, lingering, and then, catching Zuo Qinghuan off guard, slid inside. The tight, warm, and soft sensation within was unfamiliar to Qin Wanshu. She moved her fingers cautiously. Zuo Qinghuan was so stimulated, that she arched her body, unintentionally pressing closer to Qin Wanshu. Softness against softness, creating a sensation that caused both of them to gasp.
"You won't do anything bad, you can be bolder..." Zuo Qinghuan was almost driven crazy by the warm and cautious fingers moving inside her body. Although it was pleasurable, it was also torturous.
Qin Wanshu was originally afraid of hurting Zuo Qinghuan, but after Zuo Qinghuan said this, she dared to twitch her fingers boldly.
"That's it… a bit faster... ah... no more..." Zuo Qinghuan felt that Qin Wanshu quickly grasped the essence of it, and she couldn't endure it any longer.
Wave after wave of intense sensations overwhelmed her, and left her defenseless. She quickly succumbed to the surging waves and was unable to recover for quite some time.
Qin Wanshu noticed that Zuo Qinghuan's body responded much faster than her own, requiring almost no effort. Was it because this body was too sensitive, or was it because she had a significant impact on her?
