Chapter 29 – My Slick Can’t Possibly Flow Into Your P*ssy, Right? (Female Supporting Character Tops Female Lead)

Jiang Xiyue glared and snapped, “Who the hell do you think you’re looking down on?” But deep down she was panicking. Lu Qian had truly wrecked her earlier—her waist was still limp like dough, her womb throbbing with deep, aching pulses, and every so often a thick glob of cum that had shot too far inside would slowly leak back toward her little hole.

Jiang Xiyue refused to accept being the only one left a complete mess. She forced herself upright and reached down between her legs. Her fingers immediately encountered a slick, wet patch of pubic hair. A smug grin spread across her face. She dragged her fingertip teasingly over it: “Look at you acting all calm and collected—I really thought you had some self-control. Turns out you’re just getting fucked by someone else and soaking yourself like this.”

The little clitoris that had retreated beneath its hood was grazed by Jiang Xiyue’s tickling touch right across the tip. Lu Qian’s toes curled slightly. She narrowed her eyes and swallowed the electric jolt racing through her lower belly: “Miss Jiang, don’t get it wrong. That’s all your slick.”

Jiang Xiyue’s finger froze. Shame and anger flooded her face. She abruptly shoved her finger straight into Lu Qian’s slit and began thrusting furiously: “My slick? Are you saying my juices can somehow flow into your pussy?!”

Her finger moved with no rhythm whatsoever. This was Jiang Xiyue’s first time properly exploring a woman’s sex—let alone pushing inside one. She had never even fingered herself properly, so naturally she had no idea how to make a woman feel good. She just jabbed and prodded randomly. After only two or three rough thrusts Lu Qian was already wincing in pain.

Lu Qian grabbed her wrist and yanked it out, then held up the long-nailed hand right in front of Jiang Xiyue’s face: “Does Miss Jiang think this is appropriate? Are you some kind of pervert who gets off on torturing women?”

This was the second time Lu Qian had called her a pervert. Jiang Xiyue had more or less figured out what the word meant. She looked at her own finger—glistening with slick—and the sharp, water-slicked nail gleaming like a tiny blade. Embarrassed, she withdrew her hand but still retorted: “Appropriate or not, I’m the one fucking you with a cock. I don’t need anything else.”

Expecting Jiang Xiyue to apologize or back down was hopeless. Lu Qian’s gaze was pure cold mockery—as if to say you’d better keep it that way. But the next moment her brows furrowed. Without any warning, Jiang Xiyue had simply replaced her finger with her cock and shoved it straight into Lu Qian’s pussy.

Lu Qian had already experienced the torment of that oversized glans once before. This time—after being so thoroughly fucked earlier—her body was already aroused, and her pussy wasn’t lacking lubrication. Still, her inexperienced little hole simply wasn’t used to swallowing something so massive. Meeting it again, the tight little hole was forced wide open—still excruciating.

Lu Qian held her breath and endured. But Jiang Xiyue—perhaps because her waist had no strength left—only managed to bury half the cock before gasping and pausing to rest. Lu Qian inwardly scorned this embroidered pillow for having no stamina yet still trying to show off. She was even more annoyed that this cock—grown on her own body—had somehow become shaped purely for torture. How could it be so thick unless its owner was a lust-obsessed idiot?

“If you can’t handle it, just let me do it.” Lu Qian exhaled softly, staring at Jiang Xiyue with impatience.

How could Jiang Xiyue stand being taunted like that? She immediately summoned what little strength remained in her waist. With one hard push the cock—still wrapped in foreskin—forced its way past the tight ring. [unauthorized copy]With a wet “pssh”—at least half the swollen cock finally sank inside.

Once in, it was another world entirely. Despite Lu Qian’s cold exterior, her insides were hot and welcoming. The soft, slippery walls wrapped snugly around the cock. Through the tight pressure Jiang Xiyue could even feel the faint pulsing of blood vessels beneath the flesh.

The pleasure nearly made Jiang Xiyue surrender on the spot. She quickly stilled the cock, panting hard to hold back the urge to come. But when she looked up she met Lu Qian’s mocking gaze.

“Don’t get cocky!” Jiang Xiyue immediately shouted. She copied the technique Lu Qian had used on her earlier—pulling almost all the way out, then slamming back in to the hilt.

The reckless thrust drew a soft moan from Lu Qian. Her eyes fluttered half-closed. Seeing the move work, Jiang Xiyue summoned every ounce of strength and fucked wildly. For a moment the swollen cock pistoned like a pestle—pulling out and slamming back in with wet, smacking sounds that sent ripples through Lu Qian’s pussy.

Jiang Xiyue finally achieved her goal—turning Lu Qian’s crotch into a dripping mess. She could feel more and more slick pouring from deep inside. Even though the woman beneath her furrowed her brows and pressed her lips tight, faint, sweet moans still escaped her nose. The sounds drove Jiang Xiyue’s waist to keep thrusting even as it grew weaker.

In truth that frantic pounding had already exhausted her burst of energy. But Jiang Xiyue seemed destined to be a hopeless lecher. She stared at Lu Qian’s breasts bouncing wildly with each thrust—the cherry-red nipples framed by a long, deep scar on pale skin, creating a contrast of red on white. Her eyes were glued to the sight. Even gasping for breath, she gritted her teeth and kept slamming forward.

Jiang Xiyue desperately wanted to keep fucking Lu Qian longer—but heaven didn’t grant her wish. Her body—already drained from four previous orgasms—finally betrayed her. The cock slowed more and more until, drenched in sweat, Jiang Xiyue collapsed onto Lu Qian’s chest. Her waist had no strength left to lift.

“Ha… ha…” Dizzy and lightheaded, she buried her face in soft whiteness, hands still clinging to the twin peaks.

Lu Qian—body burning with rising arousal and just beginning to truly enjoy it—suddenly felt Jiang Xiyue collapse like a dead dog. Only the thick cock remained buried inside her, while Jiang Xiyue panted against her pussy.

A surge of murderous intent flooded Lu Qian’s heart. For a moment she seriously considered strangling Jiang Xiyue on the spot.

Jiang Xiyue’s vision blurred white. She was still thinking about gathering strength for another round when a powerful force suddenly flipped her over. In a dizzy spin she found herself flat on her back among the bedding. Above her loomed Lu Qian’s flushed face and those man-eating black eyes.

“…If you can’t do it, just admit it. Wouldn’t it be easier to lie back?” Lu Qian pinned both her wrists overhead. Remembering how—even as she collapsed—Jiang stolen contentXiyue had still groped her breast, she retaliated by seizing one of Jiang Xiyue’s full tits and kneading it hard.

Jiang Xiyue was about to protest being put on the bottom when Lu Qian’s fingers made her moan lewdly. Then she felt the pussy above her lift—only to slam back down. Intense pleasure shot straight from her cock to her brain. In an instant Jiang Xiyue was ridden into a soul-shattered daze.

Lu Qian—furious at Jiang Xiyue’s earlier stupidity—now treated the cock as though it were her own and Jiang Xiyue the one being fucked. Suppressing the rising pleasure in her body, she bore down hard again and again. The swollen, veined cock throbbed wildly inside her; the slit constantly leaked precum. It looked ready to burst at any second.

Jiang Xiyue was being fucked from below while her cock was ridden from above—double-teamed until she could only whimper and moan. Lu Qian’s firm, bouncy ass slapped against her belly with every drop—each impact numbing her lower abdomen. The cock—trapped in that tight passage—screamed for release. With both hands pinned, Jiang Xiyue could only arch her own hips upward, speeding her thrusts. Wet squelching and sharp slaps of flesh filled the room in chaotic rhythm.

Lu Qian bit her lip lightly. She could feel Jiang Xiyue’s cock throbbing uncontrollably inside her. Tightening her inner walls, she slammed down once more—hard. Jiang Xiyue cried out and thrust upward desperately. The impossibly thick cock gave a few rapid, shallow pumps at her little hole—then Lu Qian felt a sudden heat at her cervix. Jiang Xiyue’s cum began pouring inside her in powerful spurts.

Only then did Lu Qian shudder and climax—letting her own slick gush out from deep within, mingling with everything Jiang Xiyue had just released.