Cocoon (Lily ABO) - Chapter 24

Han Jingman let out a soft “mhm,” nervously clinging to the girl’s body. She held her breath, bracing for the piercing pain of her pussy being impaled. However, after an agonizing wait, all she got was the person looming over her letting out a doting, foolish laugh.

“You’re so wet… there’s so much water in your little hole.”

Bastard.

Han Jingman didn’t want to acknowledge these lewd words. Someone who was normally so serious and well-behaved—how could she become this, this shameless once her heat arrived? Han Jingman’s fingertips dug into Ling Yu’s soft skin, wishing she could scratch her a few more times.

But with a slight lapse in her guard, Ling Yu’s hips thrust upward in the next second. The scorching, fiery cock poked shallowly at the tight, tender flesh of the pussy hole.

Ling Yu gripped the cock and used the rounded tip to scrape twice against the clitoris, then slid all the way down the pink crevice to rest at the source of the fluids. The slippery little hole pulsed, sucking “Little Ling Yu” inward. Ling Yu gave her lower belly a slight forward nudge, and the cock slowly disappeared into the delicate vagina.

Just as the head of the cock probed inside, Han Jingman urgently hooked her arms around Ling Yu’s neck, her legs instinctively winding tighter. The alien sensation of her pussy being suddenly invaded terrified her.

Ling Yu’s cock indeed met resistance from the tight vagina. The moment it entered, it felt a surge of hot current; the entire cock felt as if it were soaking in a hot spring, buffeted by the impact of warm fluids.

The fluids gushing out desperately seemed to want to push the swollen cock back out. The crown was constricted by the youthful folds of the entrance; the untouched hole pulsed in a panic, refusing to let Little Ling Yu proceed any further.

Yet, the way the vagina vied to suckle her—trapping the cock firmly—made Ling Yu feel as if countless tiny mouths were soothing her inside the vagina. Her cock throbbed with a dull ache, the tip numbed by the suction of the hole.

Ling Yu gritted her teeth and seized the flesh of Han Jingman’s buttocks on both sides. She thrust her hips to drive the cock deeper. The stiff cock had only made it halfway in when the vagina suddenly clamped shut.

“It hurts…”

Han Jingman leaned into Ling Yu’s embrace with tearful eyes. The cock was simply too thick and long; she couldn’t take it all.

Seeing Han Jingman cry out in pain, a startled Ling Yu instinctively tried to pull out, recklessly ignoring the fact that the flesh was tightly entwined around the inserted portion. In an instant, the pain intensified for Han Jingman. She closed her eyes and, disregarding everything, bit down on the back of Ling Yu’s neck—her teeth landing precisely on the gland that was currently exuding a thick scent of milk.

Her extremely sensitive and fragile spot having been attacked, Ling Yu’s legs went weak. Her lower belly lost its tension, and her “semen gate” suddenly gave way. She ended up ejaculating right then and there in a state of total confusion.

With half the cock still buried in the pussy hole, the violent, white fluid shot into Han Jingman’s body without warning, the heat leaving her dazed for a moment.

The semi-soft cock slid out of the little hole along with the fluids and thick semen. A drained Ling Yu slumped onto Han Jingman’s body and suddenly froze. Her mind went blank for a second, then she buried her head against her and actually began to sob.

“I’m sorry… wuu wuu…”

It was too humiliating. As an Alpha in heat, she had actually suffered from premature ejaculation just now. She hadn’t even managed to fully insert before she reached such an embarrassing climax.

Han Jingman, who had only just regained her senses after a moment of daze, realized what Ling Yu’s sudden release meant. Her pussy was still pressed against Ling Yu’s cock, and warm semen was trickling down the curve of her buttocks.

Han Jingman could only reach out to stroke Ling Yu’s head, gently patting her back.

“It’s okay. Xiao Yu is still a child. It’s normal for the first time to be like this.”

Ling Yu, who was already overwhelmed with shame for her failed performance, felt even worse upon hearing Han Jingman’s comfort. No, it isn’t. She never used to be “premature” before. She continued to sniffle, refusing to lift her head.

Are Alphas in heat really this sensitive and fragile? Han Jingman couldn’t help but wonder if the dominant, overbearing image of Alphas in heat she had always known was actually fake. She began to doubt her own understanding of Alphas.

The thick scent of milk simply wouldn’t dissipate. The fever of the heat cycle triggered wave after wave of impulse within Ling Yu’s body, yet she just lay there weeping in shame as if she had suffered a monumental defeat.

Her pussy clearly felt the cock becoming erect again. The two pheromones intertwined, filling the entire bedroom. With her nose full of Ling Yu’s scent, Han Jingman felt her lower half becoming wetter and wetter. Her entrance even began to seep nectar due to the pheromone’s lure; she was nearly being coaxed into a heat of her own by Ling Yu.

“Xiao Yu, it’s okay. Let’s try one more time, alright?”

Han Jingman took the initiative to reach down to where they were pressed together. Her fingertips easily caught the burning, hot cock. She gave it a light tug; her hand was instantly covered in slick moisture. Swallowing her shame, Han Jingman guided the thing slowly against the entrance of the hole. She tried lifting her hips to slide onto it, and the cock successfully glided in, once again enveloped by the warm little hole.

This time, the cock didn’t meet the same resistance as before. The flesh only gently suckled the tip, showing almost no rejection of the thick cock. Finally sensing Han Jingman’s intent to accept her, Ling Yu embraced the woman beneath her and offered a damp, messy kiss—her cheeks were wet, her eyelashes were wet, even her lips were wet.

Ling Yu sniffled and focused on parting one of Han Jingman’s legs. As her pussy was opened, the cock—having tasted the bliss of being suckled by the little hole—pushed relentlessly inward. Han Jingman’s tunnel still held the semen Ling Yu had just released, mixed with slippery fluids. The cock thrust all the way to the hilt with aggressive momentum, and the base of the cock instantly vanished inside the little hole.

The tearing sensation made Han Jingman curl her toes. The folds of her pussy were nearly smoothed out by the thick cock. The tight vagina could do nothing but accommodate the fierce cock. Her scalp felt numb, and she let out a groan of pain.

Ling Yu knew she was hurting. Pained for her, she held Han Jingman tight, suppressing the desire in her lower belly to shower her face with kisses—kissing her lips, then the furrow of her brow. Moving lower, she kissed the beautiful jawline, licked the slender neck, and tasted the delicate collarbones, before finally taking the crimson berry standing tall in the air into her mouth.

She greedily lapped at Han Jingman’s snowy breasts, as if making up for a void from her childhood. Ling Yu used one hand to support Han Jingman’s waist while the other kneaded and ground the breast her mouth couldn’t reach.

Ling Yu whimpered as she continued to “bully” Han Jingman. Noticing that their junction was no longer as stiff, she tried a slow, experimental thrust.

“Ugh-ah… mm…”

Han Jingman let out a restless groan. She reached out and gripped Ling Yu’s hair tightly, yet her body was extremely cooperative with the movement. As Ling Yu’s belly pulled back, Han Jingman’s hips followed; as Ling Yu thrust forward, Han Jingman arched her waist to meet her. The hard cock was practically invincible in the tight, smooth tunnel.

“Sister Han, it’s so tight here… it feels so good when you bite me… wuu…”

Han Jingman wished she could reach out and cover the girl’s mouth. Her body and soul were already being occupied by her, yet she still insisted on saying such things to make her even more bashful.

Having tasted the sweetness, Ling Yu finally lost her restraint after dozens of slow thrusts. She hoisted Han Jingman’s waist, and after one gentle withdrawal, she plunged back in with a sudden force. The thick cock began to pull out and slam back in with power, each stroke burying the cock completely within the hole.

Slap, slap— The sound of intense impact erupted from where they were locked together, fluid splashing and staining the sheets.

Ling Yu sat up as if possessed, grabbing Han Jingman’s legs to keep her from escaping. The pink cock, occasionally exposed, was covered in slippery fluids. Both of them panted, drowning in a lust they could not pull themselves out of.

Suddenly, Ling Yu felt a tremor and a powerful contraction in the vagina. She leaned down to take Han Jingman’s nipple into her mouth, her lower belly driving the cock completely into the tender flesh.

“Wuu-ah… Sister Han!”

In an instant, the delicate folds clamped tightly around the cock, refusing to let go. The cock was pressed against the very end of Han Jingman’s pussy, and the hot cock began to “knot.” A massive amount of white fluid sprayed out, drenching the deepest part of Han Jingman’s pussy…