Chapter 76. I want to cry (h)

“What are you doing?” Chen Du glanced downwards. He was already almost immune to Chen Jiashu’s occasional hand movements.

“Touching you.” Chen Jiashu said.

He slapped his backhand on her ass.

“You hit me.” Chen Jiashu frowned, fussing as if he had hit her hard.

“Hmm.” Chen Du slapped her again, a little harder. It made her so limp at the waist that she stuck to his back like honey candy, resting her head on his shoulder and neck in the process.

“Don’t hit me, I’ll want to have s*x.”

She spoke with a bemused expression that shook Chen Du. He suppressed his anger and asked her, “…… When do you not want to do it? “

She shook her head and moved her hand forward to his pants front, gripping the semi-erect d*ck, “I don’t know. I want to have s*x when I see you. “

Chen Du had been holding it in for a long time. Now, his vital spot was wrapped in five boneless fingers. They were warm and soft, tightening their grip on the flesh and releasing it again, moving up and down. They picked at his sensitive coronal groove[1], encircling his swollen, round head like a sponge, and her two soft bre*sts undulated against his back. Even with his back turned, Chen Du could imagine the way she was twisting and swaying her hips.

He was the one being played with, but it was she who was moaning so hard. Her rosy, red mouth exhaled harshly. The tingling heat burrowed into his ears and eyes as she charmingly said, “Do you want to? You want to? Didn’t you want to slap my ass? Why are you pretending to be serious?”

Chen Du, who was in front of others and behind, had two faces. In bed, his tricks were getting more and more fierce, and he was ready to say shameless dirty words when the door was closed. But when he got out of bed, he was still as serious as ever, old-fashioned and even a bit astringent. He refused to discuss any topic related to his d*ck, like a virgin living in the old days.

The more he was like this, the more Chen Jiashu liked to tease him, and the more she saw his shirt buttoned up tightly and his noble and forbidding manner, the more she wanted to wreak havoc.

Chen Du was played with by her all the way and held back. When he reached the dormitory floor, he immediately put her down, “Quickly go back and change your clothes.”

Chen Jiashu tugged at the hem of the dress, “I’m not going to dinner. You go, bye. “

“Why?”

“Nothing, I didn’t plan to go.” The sight of Chen Jinan turned her stomach, “If he asks, just say I have a class in the evening …… forget it, he won’t ask.”

“Don’t you want to eat with me?” Chen Du pulled her in and asked.

“What day can’t I eat with you?” Chen Jiashu laughed a little and nudged his lips, “What if one didn’t hold back and kissed you in front of Chen Jinan?”

Chen Du’s face slowly turned red, a little excited and a little reluctant. “Then I’m leaving. See you tomorrow.”

He felt that there was something on the lip that Chen Jiashu’s finger had nudged. It tickled, as if to itch all the way into his heart, tickling the veins downwards.

That night, Chen Du lay on the big bed in his room, tossing and turning, putting his hand on his burning d*ck for the umpteenth time. He closed his eyes and imagined Chen Jiashu sitting on top of him, lustfully twisting and moaning. Her two long legs clamped down on him. He held her as she flew up and down and he f*cked her and kept f*cking her… His right hand gripped his erect d*ck and he grunted roughly.

Still no luck.

It was always so close, so sudden when he was about to reach an orgasm. It always felt like something was missing. He was so close, and without Chen Jiashu around, everything he imagined was empty and cold.

He wanted Chen Jiashu to kiss him.

He also wanted to kiss her hard.

Chen Du opened his eyes and the desire in his cold pupils was extinguished. He stared at the ceiling for a while, planning to get up to go to the toilet and then sleep.

Just as he sat up, the screen of his mobile phone on the bedside table lit up for a moment.

He took it over and saw that Chen Jiashu had just sent a message.

-“Bring something to school for me tomorrow.

He replied.

–What is it?

–A vibratorl.

Chen Du froze for a few seconds, his breathing suddenly turning heavy. His eyes were empty as he sent a series of ellipses.

–……?

There was a voice message sent over almost at the same time. He was just about to tap play when he suddenly stopped in time and flipped out his headphones and put them on.

He connected to Bluetooth.

“It’s in the second compartment of the nightstand to my right. The pink one, like a little tail 8.”

There was a tremor in her voice, a soft, deliberately upward ending, like a sweet, poisonous hook, teasing and seducing in the dark, ambiguous night.

Chen Du could almost picture her with his eyes closed, lying on the bed in the dormitory, surrounded by sleeping roommates and the rustle of writing under the desk lamp, as she huddled under the covers, hooking her mouth, covering her mouth with her hand, and telling him colourful little words. The body may or may not be clothed.

His jawbone biting out a clear line, Chen Du called back to her on his mobile.

–I don’t have a key.

–It’s in your pants.

He brought the pants over, and two more keys came out of his back pocket.

…… When did Chen Jiashu stuff them in there?

He got out of bed and used the keys to unlock the door to Chen Jiashu’s room,. He walked in, went to the bed, opened her nightstand, and pulled the drawer out by the handle.

The vibrating egg lay quietly inside. The flashlight shone and the bright pink lit up. It pierced into his eyes like a needle and instantly pulled him back to the night when he ran into Chen Jiashu masturbating in the bathroom. Her fair body was taut. In her climax, her face was flushed and wet. She put her hands on the wall and stared at him with blurred eyes.

The voice call popped up and he slipped through. Chen Jiashu’s voice came from over there. She was really under the covers, deliberately lowering her voice. It was husky and dry, “Did you find it?”

Chen Du took the jumping egg out and held it in his hand. “Why aren’t you asleep at this late hour?”

“I can’t sleep. You’re not asleep either. What are you doing?”

Chen Du didn’t say anything. Chen Jiashu gave a laugh, “Missing me, huh?”

“Mmmm.”

“Where? Above or below?”

“…… think about both.”

“I don’t believe you. Shoot a video for me to see.”

Of course, Chen Du wouldn’t shoot. He paused. “You want to play with this at school?”

That side rolled over and groaned lazily, “You want to play with me?”

“Forget it,” she said again, “I don’t want to play with you.”

Without giving him a chance to speak at all, the other side hung up.

A short while later, Chen Jiashu sent him another photo of her two thighs together. The length of her legs took up almost the entire screen. It was so white that it absorbed the light, and the small picture was so impactful.

When he clicked on the larger picture, it only reached below her waist. She was sitting on the bed with her knees bent. It showed a pair of delicately rounded knees together; her thighs were folded together, and her p*ssy in the middle. The pink hole hidden in the centre of the folds visible.

She was naked, with only a small pink and white stockings reaching the middle of her thighs. The cotton crotch darkened into a patch of transparent crystal water stains.

She sent him a message saying.

–I lied. I really wanted to play with you.

–I want to play with you so badly that I’m crying down there.

[1] The coronal groove is the tight groove in the p*nis which separates the glans from the base.