Please Don't Eat Me

Chapter 11

Ling She unfastened his pants and took out his erect penis, sticking it closely against Di Xiaoshu’s member that was wet from his own precum.

But Di Xiaoshu jumped up from the bed out of shock.

“What the hell is that?!?!” Σ(ﾟ Д ﾟ|||)

It’s huge! How is that even possible?

Does race really make that much of a difference??

Di Xiaoshu’s reaction made Ling She guffaw. He kissed his temple and said,

“Don’t worry, Xiaoshu. It’ll make you feel real good~”

Di Xiaoshu shook his head furiously with a “Bullshit!” expression.But it was too late.

Ling She took hold of his thighs, raised them up and opened to the side, completely uncovering that vulnerable but hungry entrance.

“Gen-gentle….”

Di Xiaoshu clung onto the sheets with an expression that was adorable beyond belief.

Ling She couldn’t bear it and hugged and kissed him again to get him to relax while rubbing his stick against Di Xiaoshu’s sensitive hole, making it contract repeatedly.

Only then did he find the heart to stick it in.

Di Xiaoshu felt like he was being torn open by a hard rod. He clutched Ling She’s shoulders because of the throbbing pain from his bottom.

He was lucky that Ling She prepared him fairly well so he wasn’t hurt.
Ling She had never been a thoughtful person. He would tease his partners most likely to watch them act all slutty and flustered. He would do foreplay just so they could cooperate later on. Therefore, he only acted in his own interest after sticking it in.

He was fortunate enough that he was so naturally gifted down there that he didn’t need to work to make his bottoms climax.

Yet seeing Di Xiaoshu’s furrowed brows suddenly made him want to consider his feelings.

He didn’t start screwing right away but bore with the uncontainable urges Di Xiaoshu’s tight hole brought him, gently poking forward while stroking him off.

He couldn’t help but kiss Xiaoshu’s sweat-soaked hairline, his wrinkled brows and tear-stricken cheeks.

For the first time while having sex, he felt fulfillment when Di Xiaoshu hung onto his shoulders and unknowingly called out his name.

And when Di Xiaoshu started rushing him softly,

“Faster,”

and asking him to go harder while
hooking his legs around his waist, Ling She couldn’t and didn’t have to wait any longer.

“Uhnn, uhnn, there…so sore…. Ah, stop pushing…mnnn…uhnnahh, so good….”

Ling She kept hitting his sensitive spot to the point that Di Xiaoshu almost came. Di Xiaoshu felt a sudden urge to pee.

“Really, no more…it’s…coming out…ahhhh.”

He tried to push Ling She away but Ling She grabbed his hands and restrained them on the bed board.

Confused, Di Xiaoshu opened his eyes only to see not Ling She’s usual playful expression but a sweaty, lustful face earnestly looking at him right up close.

Amid the intense pleasure and his tangled thoughts, Di Xiaoshu somehow, for some reason, got the guts to sit up and kiss him.

This appeared to have ignited something within Ling She. He sealed his lips on his and thrust his hips even faster, making Di Xiaoshu moan louder uncontrollably.

Di Xiaoshu’s genitals ended up in Ling She’s hands again. He shakily reached his climax with simultaneous stimulation from the front and back and fell into a deep slumber.

It was dinnertime when they were screwing.

Di Xiaoshu crashed right after doing it without eating dinner.

Ling She was considerate enough that he only did it once but that was enough to make Di Xiaoshu sleep a long time.

Afterwards, Ling She grabbed some food and went to sleep with Di Xiaoshu in his arms.