Control (Futa) - Chapter 14

14. Aren’t Formal Dresses Meant to Be Taken Off?

Tang Mingling bit her lip, her eyes half-closed, wearing the long dress from the banquet, straddling Ji Xun’s lap.

Ji Xun was still wearing the shirt from her meeting, sitting on the sofa, her lower body $\text{naked}$. Her hands tightly gripped Tang Mingling’s exposed waist, helping her $\text{bob}$ $\text{up}$ $\text{and}$ $\text{down}$, $\text{pounding}$ the erect $\text{penis}$. At the banquet, she had been imagining Tang Mingling $\text{having}$ $\text{sex}$ in this outfit, the dignified woman $\text{wantonly}$ $\text{lost}$ in $\text{desire}$.

“Why are you so big… I’m so full…” Tang Mingling felt so $\text{distended}$, as if she was about to burst. Moreover, this position allowed for particularly deep $\text{penetration}$. It hit the $\text{cervix}$ every time, both painful and incredibly pleasurable. She couldn’t help but $\text{gyrate}$ her $\text{buttocks}$ to let the $\text{penis}$ $\text{massage}$ every corner. Her $\text{vagina}$ contracted and $\text{sucked}$ Ji Xun relentlessly, $\text{enveloping}$ her.

As she $\text{gyrated}$ her $\text{buttocks}$, her long hair also swayed. If it weren’t for the $\text{penis}$ under her long skirt being covered in glistening $\text{fluid}$, one might think they were just playing and laughing.

Tang Mingling’s $\text{active}$ $\text{participation}$ made Ji Xun’s eyes burn. Her $\text{penis}$, soaking in the wet, warm $\text{nest}$, $\text{thrust}$ vigorously. Finally, still not satisfied, she pinched and $\text{slapped}$ her $\text{buttocks}$ a few times. “Clench tighter.” In a few moments, a sudden rush of hot $\text{fluid}$ $\text{gushed}$ onto her $\text{penis}$. She immediately felt a comfortable $\text{tingling}$ $\text{sensation}$ on her scalp. Panting, she $\text{leaned}$ $\text{forward}$, heavily $\text{pounding}$ her $\text{womb}$, and finally $\text{ejaculated}$ inside her.

Before Tang Mingling could recover, she was picked up and pushed onto the sofa. Looking up, she saw Ji Xun’s $\text{vicious}$ $\text{expression}$. Before she could speak, the other woman suddenly reached out, grabbed her skirt, and ripped it with force.

The skirt was torn from her calf to her waist, revealing the $\text{abused}$ and $\text{ravaged}$ $\text{cunt}$ entrance, still trembling and $\text{holding}$ Ji Xun’s $\text{penis}$. Milky white $\text{semen}$ flowed out from the $\text{interlocked}$ $\text{crevice}$, staining the dark sofa beneath them, evidence of their unrestrained $\text{indulgence}$.

Ji Xun pushed her legs up, commanding Tang Mingling to “Hold them.” In an M-shape, her $\text{vagina}$ was spread wider. Ji Xun leaned down, supporting herself on the sofa beside Tang Mingling’s cheeks, and whispered seductively, “Don’t let go.”

The next second, she $\text{thrust}$ her $\text{hips}$ forcefully, violently $\text{pounding}$ and $\text{sprinting}$.

Tang Mingling gasped, and then a series of $\text{moans}$ escaped her mouth, mixed with words of surrender.

“No more, I’m going to be $\text{fucked}$ $\text{broken}$…”

“Didn’t you want me to $\text{fuck}$ you $\text{loose}$? But you’re still clenching so tightly, $\text{hiss}$!” The buttons of the shirt on her body were undone at some point, and Tang Mingling bit her collarbone.

“You’re so $\text{slutty}$,” Ji Xun sped up her $\text{pounding}$ $\text{motion}$, seeing that she still had the energy to fight back.

For a moment, only the sound of $\text{splashing}$ $\text{water}$ and $\text{flesh}$ $\text{colliding}$ could be heard in the study, along with Tang Mingling’s restless $\text{moans}$.

Ji Xun gripped her waist, $\text{sucking}$ and $\text{swallowing}$ to match her own speed. Looking down at her, she said, “Let me choose your clothes for every banquet from now on.”

“Do you want to see me wear them, or see me not wear them?” Tang Mingling’s dazed mind momentarily cleared up when she heard her offer to pick clothes. Her gaze intersected with the woman above her. The other woman maintained her cold, expressionless demeanor during $\text{sex}$, like the most proper wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Now, this beast was $\text{violating}$ her with her $\text{weapon}$, branding her mark on every part of her body. Finally, she would only be satisfied after sowing the seed that could bear offspring inside her.

Thinking that they had $\text{unprotected}$ $\text{sex}$ almost every time, Tang Mingling suddenly spoke, “Don’t you wear a condom when you $\text{have}$ $\text{sex}$? Aren’t you afraid I’ll get pregnant?”

Ji Xun lowered her eyes and stared at her for a long while. Then, she suddenly grabbed her calf and pulled it towards herself. At the same time, she $\text{thrust}$ her waist, forcefully $\text{pounding}$ deep inside. For the first time, she $\text{broke}$ $\text{through}$ the small $\text{cervix}$ deep within Tang Mingling, feeling a deeper layer of $\text{enveloping}$ $\text{sensation}$, as if $\text{fucking}$ two mouths at once. Because it felt so good, her expression tightened. She panted and said, “I always wear a condom when I $\text{have}$ $\text{sex}$.”

The implication was that she only didn’t wear one when $\text{having}$ $\text{sex}$ with her.

Upon hearing this, Tang Mingling’s eyes immediately turned red. She felt that Ji Xun was looking down on her, $\text{humiliating}$ her. The $\text{sexual}$ $\text{desire}$ that had been high instantly receded. She pushed with all her strength, trying to shove the woman on top of her away. “Get off me!”

Ji Xun grabbed her wrist with one hand, forcefully pulling it above her head. Her lower body worked hard, $\text{pounding}$ and $\text{ploughing}$. She was almost $\text{fucking}$ the $\text{vagina}$ into her shape. Every in-and-out movement brought out countless $\text{fluids}$, splashing onto both of them.

“You, get off me!” Tang Mingling cried out. Yet, her body was uncooperative, still tightly clenching the other woman’s $\text{penis}$. The lack of synchronization between her physiological and psychological emotions made her feel even more wronged. Tears streamed down her cheeks. All she wanted was to cancel the contract after tonight and never see Ji Xun again.

Although they were originally $\text{sex}$ $\text{partners}$ for mutual benefit, Tang Mingling felt an inexplicable sadness. She turned her face away, numbly letting the other woman $\text{indulge}$ her $\text{desire}$ on her body, but she no longer cooperated. Until a sigh came from above.

Her wrist was released. A pair of hands gently cupped her face, wiping away her tears.

Ji Xun stopped moving, though part of her body was still buried in Tang Mingling’s $\text{vagina}$ without pulling out. She lowered her head, bit Tang Mingling’s lip, and kissed her tenderly.

“Don’t kiss me. Aren’t you looking down on me?” Tang Mingling realized she had stopped moving and reached out again to push her away. This time, the other woman cooperated and smoothly retreated, pulling out the $\text{penis}$ as well. The moment she was emptied, a feeling of loss emerged in her heart.

But thinking about what Ji Xun had just said, Tang Mingling was so angry that she flipped over, intending to get off the sofa and leave. Just as she bent her waist, a pair of hands behind her hugged her, scooping her up and sitting her back on Ji Xun’s lap.

“I am not looking down on you,” Ji Xun whispered in Tang Mingling’s ear as she held her. “What are you overthinking?”

“You wear a condom when you $\text{have}$ $\text{sex}$ with others, but not with me. Doesn’t that mean you’re treating me like a $\text{sex}$ $\text{toy}$? That you can $\text{cum}$ inside me without any responsibility?” Although they were $\text{sex}$ $\text{partners}$ exchanging benefits from the start, Tang Mingling felt they were on equal footing, neither more noble than the other.

“…” Ji Xun finally understood that the other woman’s $\text{insecurity}$ was at play. She smiled helplessly. “If there were truly a chance to have a child of you and me, that would be my honor.”

Tang Mingling was stunned.

“Due to the special nature of my physiological structure, the survival rate of my $\text{sperm}$ is very low. It is essentially very difficult to get someone pregnant,” Ji Xun explained calmly. Perhaps because she identified as a woman, the low $\text{sperm}$ survival rate meant virtually nothing to her.

It was different from what she thought. Ji Xun was not looking down on her… Tang Mingling thought about the hidden implications.

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly scoffed, “Do you think I’ll be touched by that?”

She turned sideways and pinched Ji Xun’s chin. “We’re just $\text{sex}$ $\text{partners}$. You still want to get me pregnant. You really are a $\text{scumbag}$.” While cursing her, her hand secretly went behind her, $\text{fondling}$ the still-hard $\text{penis}$.

Ji Xun’s hands climbed onto her $\text{breasts}$, playing with them at will. “If I weren’t a $\text{scumbag}$, could I $\text{fuck}$ you this $\text{good}$?”

She leaned close to Tang Mingling’s ear. “Even if the $\text{sperm}$ survival rate is low, if I $\text{fuck}$ you every day, I’ll still be able to get you pregnant.”

She turned Tang Mingling around, making her $\text{lie}$ $\text{face}$ $\text{down}$ on the sofa, her $\text{buttocks}$ raised high, like a $\text{bitch}$ in heat. She held her $\text{penis}$, aimed at the still-open $\text{vagina}$.

After rubbing a few times, she $\text{thrust}$ her $\text{hips}$, hitting the $\text{womb}$ directly. Both of them let out a sigh of satisfaction simultaneously.

“So $\text{slutty}$, I $\text{sprayed}$ $\text{water}$ as soon as I $\text{went}$ in,” Ji Xun felt a rush of heat and panted comfortably. After a few seconds, she suddenly $\text{thrust}$ her waist rapidly, $\text{pounding}$ to the deepest spot every time, hitting the $\text{cervix}$.

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap. The sound of her abdomen hitting her $\text{buttocks}$ was extremely loud, along with the sound of $\text{thrusting}$ $\text{water}$ from her $\text{vagina}$ and Tang Mingling’s $\text{moans}$, interweaving into the most $\text{erotic}$ $\text{symphony}$.

“So $\text{thick}$, too deep, n-not so fast…” Tang Mingling was too full. The extreme comfort was reaching the point of pain. Her fingers gripped the leather of the sofa, almost wrinkling it.

“$\text{Fuck}$, where does all this $\text{water}$ come from, you $\text{slut}$,” wave after wave of heat continuously $\text{poured}$ onto her $\text{penis}$. Ji Xun was almost insane. She reached out and $\text{slapped}$ her $\text{buttocks}$. “Shake harder. Shake while $\text{sucking}$ my $\text{penis}$.”

Tang Mingling was $\text{fucked}$ into a state of $\text{delirium}$. She tilted her face up, breathing, and $\text{wantonly}$ $\text{twisted}$ her waist, $\text{sucking}$ and $\text{swallowing}$ the $\text{penis}$ behind her with her wet $\text{cunt}$. The two moved in and out, cooperating flawlessly.

When her $\text{penis}$ was once again $\text{sucked}$ by two mouths simultaneously, Ji Xun’s pleasure reached its peak. Suppressing the urge to $\text{ejaculate}$, she grabbed Tang Mingling’s waist and $\text{thrust}$ forcefully inside her.

“$\text{Ah}$… $\text{Ha}$… $\text{Cum}$ for me, $\text{cum}$ inside.”

Ji Xun $\text{thrust}$ heavily a few times, then $\text{thrust}$ into her $\text{vagina}$. $\text{Semen}$ instantly sprayed the inner wall, filling her $\text{womb}$. After $\text{ejaculating}$, she didn’t pull out immediately. She held her, stood up, and sat her down on her lap.

Tang Mingling’s legs were spread wide, her $\text{vagina}$ stretched open by the thick $\text{penis}$. But she was too weak to push the other woman away. She could only remain in this position, leaning on her and panting.

“We can make appropriate adjustments to our contract,” Ji Xun said seriously, holding her.

“$\text{Hmm}$?” Tang Mingling was too weak to think, asking lazily with a single word.

“We can consider upgrading our relationship to partners, which conveniently fits the roles we’ll need to adapt to in the future.”

Tang Mingling felt something wasn’t quite right, but she couldn’t pinpoint what it was at the moment. She was immersed in the afterglow of $\text{orgasm}$ and couldn’t think. Finally, under the other woman’s $\text{coaxing}$, she nodded in agreement.