My classmate seems to want to have s*x with me - Chapter 49

Ding Chen hurriedly grabbed some clean clothes from the suitcase, then pulled Qiu Yanzhen into the bathroom. Under the bright lights of the bathroom, Qiu Yanzhen’s body could be clearly seen with a pinkish hue.

They squeezed into the shower room, naked. Qiu Yanzhen took down her hair tie, and her black hair spread out behind her. Ding Chen watched somewhat regretfully as the fair nape of her neck was covered by her hair.

Hot water continuously poured down from above, filling the bathroom with steam. Ding Chen rinsed the foam off her head and turned to look at the person behind her who was applying body wash.

Feeling the presence of someone behind her, Qiu Yanzhen stopped her actions and asked, “What’s wrong?”

The towel wrapped around her wet long hair, that captivating neck exposed to the air, Ding Chen’s gaze lingered on it. She loosely wrapped her arms around Qiu Yanzhen’s waist from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder.

“Help me apply—” Ding Chen’s voice was lazy, dragging out the sound.

“Do it yourself.” Qiu Yanzhen didn’t even look back, reaching for the showerhead to rinse off. Ding Chen pressed against her back, soft yet burning.

Ding Chen bit Qiu Yanzhen’s ear, which was quietly turning red, and gently rubbed her teeth against it. Qiu Yanzhen’s breath caught, and a soft moan escaped her throat. Ding Chen held her hand, making her turn around, and placed her hand on her lower back.

“Help me rub it in.” Ding Chen leaned against Qiu Yanzhen, her face pressed against the side of Qiu Yanzhen’s neck, persistently saying.

Qiu Yanzhen couldn’t see Ding Chen’s expression, but she could see her ears, red and dripping with blood. Her hand instinctively rubbed the back of Ding Chen’s waist, and before long, her breathing beside her ear became heavier.

She squeezed some more body wash into her hand, lathered it up, and obediently applied it to Ding Chen’s back. Her foamy hands glided down her spine, as if trying to feel the texture of her skin in detail, lightly caressing her lower back. Just before Ding Chen could no longer stand it, she moved up to her shoulder blades, circling around the protruding collarbone.

Ding Chen bit her lip, enduring the tingling itch on her back. Clearly, she was the one who had seduced her first, yet she found her legs going weak from her teasing. She propped herself against the wall with her hand, trying hard to control her chaotic breathing.

“Alright.” Qiu Yanzhen’s hands gripped Ding Chen’s waist, her voice somewhat hoarse, a slightly hard cock pressing against Ding Chen’s lower abdomen.

“Not yet…” Ding Chen’s breathless voice sparked the imagination, the heat lingering around Qiu Yanzhen’s red ears.

The hand behind the waist hesitated for a moment before sliding to the front, then began to move back and forth on the abdomen as if caressing precious, silky satin. Each time the thumb barely touched the lower edge of the breast, it would retreat. Qiu Yanzhen watched with lowered eyes, like a serious artist, treating each stroke with care.

Ding Chen was already having trouble standing, her lower abdomen felt sore and numb.

Qiu Yanzhen slowly and deliberately covered Ding Chen’s arms with foam, then traced along her collarbone. After a moment, her fingers climbed up to the pink-tinged neck, holding it as if to choke her.

“Lift your head a bit.”

Qiu Yanzhen’s voice was exceptionally soft, mixed with a breathy quality, sounding somewhat seductive, like the steam lingering in the bathroom, lightly wrapping around Ding Chen, making her feel warm all over.

Ding Chen obediently supported Qiu Yanzhen’s shoulders and straightened up, tilting her head back and letting Qiu Yanzhen touch her as she pleased, her throat rolling up and down in Qiu Yanzhen’s hand with her rapid breathing.

“Yanyan…” She gasped, calling out to Qiu Yanzhen, feeling a sense of breathlessness.

Those hands that had taken control of her heart finally reached her breasts, and Ding Chen tensed up, suddenly feeling a bit nervous.

Qiu Yanzhen gathered Ding Chen’s breasts from the outside, drawing circles inward with her palm, over and over again. She even diligently applied foam to the crevice in the middle, as if she were seriously helping Ding Chen take a bath.

“Ah…” The fingers “accidentally” brushed against the nipples tip, and Ding Chen couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, her hand resting on Qiu Yanzhen’s shoulder reflexively tightening.

Ding Chen’s soft moans were like a kitten’s claws scratching Qiu Yanzhen’s heart. She paused, no longer “pretending” to help with the bath, her fingers directly pressing on the hardened red nipples, occasionally swirling around it.

Soft, broken moans continuously escaped from Ding Chen’s lips, and more slickness, different from the shower gel, flowed from her lower body. She subtly squeezed her legs together and reached her hand towards Qiu Yanzhen’s breasts.

“Mm.” Qiu Yanzhen let out a sound from her throat, the two soft breasts being kneaded in Ding Chen’s hands.

The water from the showerhead trickled down through tiny holes, dripping onto the floor with a plopping sound. The shower room was damp and hot, and even the air was filled with moisture.

Ding Chen’s nipples stood erect, like fully ripened fruit, bright and dripping. Qiu Yanzhen took a long time to let them go, moving to seek out Ding Chen’s lips.

Familiar with the way, she pried open Ding Chen’s lips, their soft tongues entwined. Some saliva couldn’t be swallowed in time, spilling from the corner of Ding Chen’s mouth. She gasped for breath as if she were lacking oxygen, even feeling dizzy.

Qiu Yanzhen’s hand unknowingly found its way to Ding Chen’s thigh, the fingertip sliding along the inner side, stirring a slight itch. Ding Chen unconsciously parted her legs a bit, as if welcoming the other’s visit.

“Here… you don’t need me to help you, do you?” Qiu Yanzhen’s slightly hoarse voice, like a stream, sounded in Ding Chen’s ear, flowing gently and carrying fine sand that rubbed against her eardrum, causing another wave of soreness in her lower abdomen.

With a suggestive gesture, she ran her hand up to the base of her thigh. Ding Chen, her face flushed, stared at Qiu Yanzhen’s straight collarbone, feeling embarrassed but not wanting to back down from the seduction she had initiated.

“I want…” She struggled to catch her breath, blushing as she slightly arched her back, pushing herself up, her voice impossibly soft.

Qiu Yanzhen felt like she was suffocating, her chest and lungs straining to expand and contract in an effort to get more oxygen. Her palm slowly moved to Ding Chen’s thigh, then slid over the sticky, hot, and humid pussy.

Until the foam was completely spread, the fingertip pressed gently on the slightly engorged sensitive area, causing Ding Chen’s legs to go weak. She quickly reached out to grab Qiu Yanzhen’s arm to steady herself.

“Hmm…”

Fingertips teasing the flower’s core felt like they were stimulating Ding Chen’s nerves. She arched her back, experiencing the pleasure that surged through her body like an electric current, her uncontrollable moans echoing in the bathroom.

Qiu Yanzhen thrust her hips, unable to resist rubbing the hard cock against Ding Chen’s abdomen. Ding Chen, distracted by the stimulation between her legs, reached out and grabbed the restless cock.

The surface was covered in foam, slippery, which actually made it easier for her to do what she needed to do.

“Mm…” Qiu Yanzhen frowned, snorting through her nose, comfortably rubbing against Ding Chen’s hand.

“Achoo!” Ding Chen suddenly sneezed, breaking the enchanting atmosphere. Qiu Yanzhen snapped back to reality, hurriedly turned on the faucet, and hot water poured over Ding Chen’s head from above, washing away the foam and coldness on her body.

Qiu Yanzhen took off the showerhead and rinsed the body wash off herself, then used it as a stand to hold the showerhead for Ding Chen to carefully wash her body.

During this time, when Ding Chen was being unruly and trying to make a move, Qiu Yanzhen gently persuaded her to stop. It was probably that sneeze that reminded Qiu Yanzhen that they might catch a cold, so she insisted that Ding Chen dry off and blow-dry her hair first.

After drying her hair, Ding Chen did not put on a shirt. She knelt in front of Qiu Yanzhen, grasped the still erect cock in the air, and after slowly stroking it a few times, opened her mouth and took the cock tip inside.

Qiu Yanzhen gasped, almost dropping the hairdryer in her hand. She looked down to see the person below her with her cock in her mouth, blinking innocently up at her.

The roar of the hairdryer drowned out Qiu Yanzhen’s faint moans, the hardened cock slowly moving in and out of the warm mouth, the soft tongue stimulating the tip, causing clear fluid to flow from the small hole.

Qiu Yanzhen struggled to finish blow-drying her hair under Ding Chen’s interference. She bent over and lay on the marble countertop of the sink, her breath warming a small area.

“Mm… ha…”

Ding Chen didn’t take it deep, and Qiu Yanzhen only lightly poked inside her mouth. Qiu Yanzhen didn’t stay inside for long; soon, she pulled Ding Chen up and had her lean against the sink.

Qiu Yanzhen wrapped her arms around Ding Chen’s waist, her palm reaching to the center of her thigh, touching a patch of mud. She twisted the sticky substance with her fingertip before slowly inserting a knuckle into the soft, warm vagina.

Ding Chen clung to Qiu Yanzhen’s back, her legs spread apart by the fair thighs that didn’t belong to her. Already aroused, her pussy let out a muffled groan and effortlessly took in Qiu Yanzhen’s fingers.

The fingers inside suddenly curled, and without knowing what point was being teased, a jolt of electric-like stimulation surged through, juices flowing from deep within, enveloping the fingers inside.

“Ah… mmm…” Ding Chen gasped, the tingling sensation in her lower abdomen spreading throughout her body, making it hard for her to endure.

Qiu Yanzhen lingered in the shallow area for a while, then finally moved deeper, her long fingers fully inserted, gently probing inside.

“Mm… don’t keep… haah…” Ding Chen’s whole body was burning, repeatedly stimulated by the intensive thrusting deep inside her vagina.

The second finger, unbeknownst to her, had buried itself inside. Qiu Yanzhen, ever obedient, paused her original movement, curled two fingers to press against the soft inner walls, and quickly found that sensitive spot. Her fingertips brushed over it, and the hand gripping her back immediately tightened.

“Ah… Yan, um… there…”

The sound of her own voice echoed in the bathroom, and Ding Chen could only shamefully bury her entire red face in Qiu Yanzhen’s shoulder and neck. A few kisses occasionally landed on her neck, tingling and warm, making her scalp tingle.

Qiu Yanzhen’s breathing was right next to her ear, very light but filled with intense desire and restraint. Listening to this erotic sound, Ding Chen’s body involuntarily tightened, becoming even more sensitive.

Under various stimuli, Ding Chen tightly embraced Qiu Yanzhen, her body trembling. Just as she was about to lose her balance, Qiu Yanzhen timely caught her.

After the fingers withdrew, the little hole still slightly contracted, as if wanting to consume something. Ding Chen leaned weakly against Qiu Yanzhen, kissing her intermittently.

Qiu Yanzhen gently stroked Ding Chen’s back, her cheek pressed against the side of Ding Chen’s head. Even though they had just used the same shampoo when washing their hair, Ding Chen’s scent somehow felt different, with a hint of fragrance that seemed to belong only to her.

Not fully rested, Ding Chen was pulled around by Qiu Yanzhen. She held onto the edge of the sink, still feeling dazed, until the person behind her pressed against her back, the undeniable heat pressed against her trembling hole, and only then did she come to her senses.

However, the restless cock was just lingering outside, occasionally pushing aside a couple of petals to quench its thirst with a slight contraction in the middle.

“Baby…” Qiu Yanzhen lowered her head and leaned close to Ding Chen’s ear, whispering, “Could you please clamp your legs?”

Blood rushed to her head in an instant. Ding Chen bit her lower lip without saying a word, silently bringing her legs together, trapping the hard cock between her legs. She watched Qiu Yanzhen’s hand, pale as jade, propped up on the table, with long fingers curled tightly, gripping the cold, smooth surface fiercely.

And two of the fingers, under the bathroom light, still glimmered faintly with moisture.

Ding Chen averted her gaze, tightening her legs even more. Qiu Yanzhen let out a muffled groan, gripping her waist and began to thrust.

The two petals trembled as they enveloped part of the sliding cock, applying a thick, sticky flower nectar. Before long, Ding Chen’s legs were slick and wet.

The person behind her unknowingly pressed against Ding Chen’s back, forcing her to bend over and raise her buttocks, the hard cock harshly rubbing against her clitoris, eliciting a sweet moan.

The rhythm quickened a bit more, the sticky sound of water faintly coming from below, a deep ache spreading through the body, longing for something to enter and soothe the intense emptiness.

Ding Chen grabbed Qiu Yanzhen’s arm and pulled her slightly, breathless, and asked, “Why don’t you come in?”

“Uh… didn’t, didn’t use a condom…”

Ding Chen paused for a moment, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something, hesitating for several seconds before slowly speaking up: “Actually… I took the medicine…”

Qiu Yanzhen immediately stopped her actions, “Are you sick?”

“……No.”

Qiu Yanzhen was confused, quietly waiting for Ding Chen to explain.

“That one…” Ding Chen kept swallowing, chewing on a term repeatedly in her mouth. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, “Birth control pills.”

The bathroom fell into a moment of silence, the person behind clearly froze, and after a moment, stammered, “B-but you yesterday…”

“I just meant to say, just in case, you know, isn’t it safer to have double precautions?” Ding Chen explained very quickly, “And mentioning it specifically, it just feels so strange.”

It seems like she really wants to be penetrated by Qiu Yanzhen without a condom.

Qiu Yanzhen obviously realized something, closed her mouth and stopped talking, but the cock inserted between Ding Chen’s legs honestly grew a size.

Her mind was a bit confused. Ding Chen clearly didn’t want to bring it up, so she made her wear a condom when they did it yesterday, but now she’s bringing it up again…

What does it mean?

Time seemed to stand still as Qiu Yanzhen and Ding Chen remained motionless, the quiet bathroom filled only with the sound of dripping water and their breathing.

After a long pause, Qiu Yanzhen cautiously asked, “So what now? I… um…”

Qiu Yanzhen’s face was flushed, wanting it but not daring to ask, afraid of misunderstanding the other person’s intentions, and worried that saying the wrong thing would make her seem too eager.

If it were any other time, Ding Chen would probably find Qiu Yanzhen’s rare demeanor quite interesting, even cute, but right now, she feels very embarrassed.

Ding Chen’s blush had already spread to her neck and ears. She found Qiu Yanzhen really annoying; she was so bold in front of others.

As a result, being so timid at this time, is her hint not obvious enough?

“……Hurry up and fuck me.” Ding Chen’s voice was as thin as a mosquito’s buzz, with a hint of annoyance.