A Nine-Tailed White Fox Is My Wife From A Previous Life (Lily Futa) - Chapter 5

Compared to the patience and gentleness of the first time, Tu Wanxi’s movements became rougher and more direct. Several times, her fingertips scraped across the head of the cock like being struck by lightning.

Ye Fenglin gasped violently against the bedsheet, unconsciously gripping her school uniform shirt with both hands and twisting the hem into wrinkles.

She was like a fish washed up on the beach by waves, eyes wide and unfocused, mouth opening and closing as she tried to catch her breath.

“Too fast… slower…”

“As you wish~” Tu Wanxi grabbed Ye Fenglin’s right hand and pressed it against the burning hot cock, guiding her to stroke up and down. “Since you can’t handle me doing it, why don’t you learn how to do it yourself?”

Ye Fenglin answered in a daze. Her brain felt like an old, broken clock until her hand was guided to move mechanically a couple of times. Only then did the difference in sensation wake her up.

Her hand was longer and bonier than Tu Wanxi’s, with nails trimmed neatly along the free edge. The index and middle fingers had calluses from years of holding pens—the standard for modern students. Thinking about it, Tu Wanxi seemed out of place. Both her hands were soft and delicate, without any calluses or scars. Her pretty almond-shaped nails were coated with a layer of transparent nail polish—elegant and understated.

“You said… you would help me…”

“Of course,” Tu Wanxi watched with great interest. “Just keep going at this speed. Until I say stop, your hand is not allowed to stop.”

Ye Fenglin was full of confusion but didn’t dare disobey Tu Wanxi’s order. She could only grit her teeth and keep sliding her right hand up and down. If she didn’t know this was her own body, she would almost think she was holding a red-hot branding iron. The heat made her palm burn and tingle.

She resentfully stroked it dozens of times, hoping to cum quickly, but that thing showed no sign of settling down. Instead, it became even more restless and swollen. The hand that could copy an entire text three times in an hour was now gradually losing strength from the unfamiliar action. Before long, her forearm felt sore and the speed began to slow.

However, “little Fenglin” was not as useless as she was. The pale, almost pigmentless shaft overflowed with strands of transparent fluid due to arousal. The surrounding veins bulged dramatically, snaking like tree roots from the base all the way to the tip, throbbing vividly, bumpy, and hard to grip.

Seeing it swell at a visible speed into a terrifying purple-red, as if it would explode at any moment, Ye Fenglin panicked and breathed rapidly. “Tu… Tu Wanxi… when can I stop?”

Her right hand was already struggling, yet she still didn’t dare stop.

“Continue.”

Tu Wanxi ordered calmly. She slowly bent down and lowered her head between Ye Fenglin’s legs.

Ye Fenglin’s heart pounded like a drum. She thought Tu Wanxi was going to take her cock into her mouth again like a few days ago. She couldn’t help staring fixedly at those slightly parted pink lips, her chest heaving violently.

However, Tu Wanxi only glanced up at her before opening her mouth. What she took in wasn’t the shaft, but the sack below.

The two tender balls were wrapped in warm wetness. The soft skin had no wrinkles and felt like freshly peeled quail eggs. When she first saw them, they hung heavily, full and round. Now, after just a few days, they seemed a bit smaller.

Cumming only once wouldn’t cause such an obvious change.

Tu Wanxi understood in her heart and silently thought that Ye Fenglin really couldn’t change her nature—she was lewd.

Since her nature hadn’t changed, her preferences naturally wouldn’t differ either.

Tu Wanxi tilted her head slightly and gently bit Ye Fenglin’s testicle. Her tongue brushed lightly over the delicate skin. At the same time, her hand slowly slid from the back of the knee along the inner thigh and finally stopped at the hollow of the groin. The touch wasn’t forceful; it felt more like a deliberate, light caress. It seemed casual, but every stroke was calculated.

“Ah… don’t… don’t do that… I-I can’t hold it anymore…”

The sensation felt like thousands of tiny ants crawling over her nerves, itchy and maddening.

Ye Fenglin gripped the bedsheet tightly. Her neck and jaw formed a beautiful arc. If Tu Wanxi’s other hand hadn’t firmly hooked her thigh, her waist and hips would have arched uncontrollably.

Tu Wanxi noticed the pair of round orbs in her mouth gradually contracting and throbbing more urgently. A few drops of warm liquid splashed onto the tip of her nose. It was no longer purely clear and transparent but mixed with strands of cloudy white—Ye Fenglin was on the verge of breaking.

Then, Tu Wanxi sucked hard like sucking on jelly.

“Aaahhh…!”

It was impossible to tell whether the cry was from pleasure, pain, or both. Ye Fenglin first felt a contraction in her lower abdomen, followed by a heart-piercing pain spreading rapidly from her crotch throughout her body. She couldn’t help clenching her teeth. Before she could catch her breath, the muscles in her lower abdomen began contracting rhythmically. She could even feel the scrape of Tu Wanxi’s teeth against her skin and her hot breath.

“Tu Wanxi, I’m going… I’m going to cum…!”

She desperately tried to push Tu Wanxi’s head away, thinking she absolutely couldn’t cum on that beautiful face. It would be dirty and unworthy of her.

“You… you should move away… I…!”

The moment the floodgates opened, Tu Wanxi released her restraint. She didn’t move away as Ye Fenglin wished. Instead, she took the glans into her mouth and blocked all the thick white cum inside.

“Tu Wanxi… Tu Wanxi… aaah…”

Ye Fenglin’s sanity was already hanging by a thread. It was swept away by the storm, leaving no room for so many concerns.

She held the back of Tu Wanxi’s head and instinctively thrust her hips forward. The woman’s mouth was hot, wet, and tight. A light choke of uncontrollable pleasure sounded. Half of the burning hot cock was swallowed, while the remaining half stayed outside, pulsing impatiently against her lips.

So good.

Ye Fenglin let out a sigh and pulled her hips back.

Tu Wanxi had just caught her breath when Ye Fenglin thrust in again, deeper than the first time. Only one-third of the baby-arm-thick cock remained outside. Through her neck, the shape of the coronal ridge at the tip was visible.

Bastard.

Tu Wanxi cursed inwardly, yet felt a hint of nostalgia.

It would be even better if her jaw wasn’t so sore and her throat didn’t hurt so much.

How could Ye Fenglin know what Tu Wanxi was cursing her for? She was so overwhelmed with pleasure that her eyes rolled back. Following the instinct called biological mating, she thrust tirelessly, so fast only afterimages remained.

“Ugh ha…!”

Ye Fenglin fell heavily back onto the bed in a starfish position, limp like a boneless creature, all strength drained.

“Cough cough… haah… haah…”

She brushed up her bangs. A layer of fine sweat covered her smooth, full forehead. She looked exhausted.

Even worse, she felt like her waist was about to break.

Tu Wanxi’s condition wasn’t much better than Ye Fenglin’s. She spat out the cock, her face flushed red—from holding her breath.

She stared resentfully at the cock flopped against Ye Fenglin’s left leg. It had gone soft, the glans retracted into the foreskin, now only a quarter of its erect size. The color had returned to a harmless pinkish-white, looking exactly like the fine white jade she had played with before. Only the shaft was still coated in a layer of sticky fluid, warning that it wasn’t as innocent as it appeared.

“Cough cough cough…”

Tu Wanxi wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and fished out a black, shiny hair. She twisted her jaw left and right to confirm her joints could still open and close naturally.

Wasn’t this a complete loss?

Especially after seeing Ye Fenglin, this brat, looking so satisfied while she herself was in such a sorry state, Tu Wanxi’s desire for revenge was fueled even more, burning hotter and hotter.

“Ye Fenglin.”

Tu Wanxi called her name coldly, but the latter, temporarily lost in sensation, didn’t hear at all.

“…”

Tu Wanxi’s brow twitched. She grabbed the area between Ye Fenglin’s legs and yanked.

“Ah!”

Ye Fenglin whimpered. When she came back to her senses, she saw Tu Wanxi looking extremely provocative, holding two or three pubic hairs in her hand.

“What… what are you doing? It hurts…”

Ye Fenglin rubbed her lower abdomen. The area had turned red.

“What am I doing? Why don’t you tell me what you did just now? Did you forget already?”

“Huh?”

Ye Fenglin stared blankly. It took her a while to remember, and her momentum instantly deflated. She panicked and kept saying “sorry.”

“That was really dirty… you should spit it out…”

“I wanted to spit, but you were too good. I could only swallow it all.”

“You swallowed everything?”

Ye Fenglin’s face turned deathly pale. She couldn’t help glancing at Tu Wanxi’s belly. She had really made a huge mistake!

If there was a chance to make up for it…

“If you can forgive me, I’ll do anything you ask!”

Tu Wanxi stayed silent.

“Then I’ll do three things. As long as I can do it, I promise you three things…”

Ye Fenglin knelt on the bed, almost ready to kowtow to Tu Wanxi.

Laughter came from above.

“You think you’re Aladdin’s magic lamp? Three wishes?” Tu Wanxi pinched Ye Fenglin’s chin, forcing her to look up and face her directly. “Are you sure? Whatever I say, you’ll do?”

“Mhm mhm,” Ye Fenglin swallowed hard. No matter how uneasy she felt, she couldn’t back out now. “Anything is fine… even that kind of thing…”

A flash of surprise crossed Tu Wanxi’s eyes, and she smiled even more wantonly.

“You said it yourself. It’s a deal.”

That weekend after school, Ye Fenglin’s parents happened to be unavailable to pick her up, so she and Gu Yanpo had to squeeze onto the bus home.

The last class teacher unusually didn’t drag on, so Gu Yanpo arrived early at the back of Class 3 to wait. Fenglin sat in the last row, so she didn’t need to search—she could spot her at a glance.

Sigh, why is Fenglin slouching again, head lowered so much.

Gu Yanpo muttered quietly in her heart.

If Fenglin could stand a little straighter and be a bit more confident, more people would probably want to be friends with her instead of just her…

Gu Yanpo subconsciously clenched her palms. Her heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

What was wrong with her? Wasn’t it a good thing if Fenglin had more friends? Why did she feel like she couldn’t breathe?

“No no no, Gu Yanpo, don’t overthink.”

“Overthink what?”

It was Fenglin’s voice. Class was over.

Gu Yanpo snapped back to reality and noticed a girl standing beside Fenglin. She recognized her—Fenglin’s desk mate. Up close, that face was even more stunning than from afar. Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, so fine that no pores were visible. Her cherry-like lips were pink and plump. Her small nose was straight and delicate. The most captivating feature was her eyes—long and clear, with slightly upturned tails, the pupils like translucent glass sparkling in the sunlight.

Gu Yanpo was stunned for a moment. Three words popped into her mind: So beautiful.

“It’s nothing. This is…?”

“I forgot to tell you earlier. This is my desk mate and roommate, Tu Wanxi,” Ye Fenglin turned to Tu Wanxi. “This is Gu Yanpo, my childhood friend.”

So this was Fenglin’s roommate.

“So you’re Yanpo. Fenglin has mentioned you. You two keep chatting, I’ll head out first.”

Gu Yanpo nodded without saying much. Even though this was her first time meeting Tu Wanxi, subconsciously she didn’t want to interact with her too much.

She thought Tu Wanxi would leave right away, but instead, she pulled Fenglin aside and whispered something mysteriously.

“You promised me…”

“Okay…”

Gu Yanpo pricked up her ears and barely caught a few words.

Something’s off.

Her intuition had always been very accurate.

Fenglin was hiding something from her.