His Peasant Wife : Yao Ling

Chapter 129 Giving Her Pleasure

Please note: This chapter contains the mature part. If you want to skip it, you can directly read after these symbols ***. If you continue reading the mature part, please enjoy! >.<

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!MATURE PART!

Yao Ying watched her perky b.r.e.a.s.ts intensely. They were very beautiful and her alluring flower buds proudly stood out --- probably due to the slightly cold temperature. For him, they were the most beautiful things that he had ever seen and they were begging to be touched. "Ling-er... so beautiful," Yao Ying said truthfully. He truly admired them, besides... it was also the first time he saw woman's b.r.e.a.s.ts.

"Don't... don't tease me!" Yao Ling stuttered due to her embarrassment. She felt vulnerable because she was practically n.a.k.e.d in front of him.

Yao Ying knew how nervous Yao Ling was, so he decided to ask one last time before he succ.u.mbed himself to his own l.u.s.t, "Can I touch them?" Yao Ying asked with eyes full of anticipation. He knew that she had probably already agreed to his advance, but he just needed to make sure that she also wanted this.

Yao Ling berated him inwardly, 'You already touched them!! Is there a need to keep asking my permission?! I already feel like dying due to embarrassment, so how does he want me to answer his question?!'

Yao Ling made a firm decision and with a sudden burst of power, she released herself from his grasp and she gripped both of her hands tightly. Without another word, she guided both of his hands to her plump twin peaks. While doing that, she actually shut both of her eyes tightly and her whole body was stiff. She was awkwardly giving him her permission while her whole body was trembling because of slight fear. She thought to herself, 'Is this good enough? Actions speak louder than words...'

When Yao Ying felt her b.r.e.a.s.ts through his hands, his whole body was frozen due to the shock of her sudden brave movement. Soon... he came to his senses and crashed his mouth on hers --- hard. Yao Ying started to knead her b.r.e.a.s.ts softly. Yao Ling gasped as his palm grazed her bare b.r.e.a.s.t and the sensation awoke her flower buds, making them harder than before. Yao Ying could feel how soft and warm her b.r.e.a.s.ts were and they were in contrast with how hard her flower buds were. He gulped because of how responsive they were to his touch.

Their hot breath mingled with each other along with their tangling tongues. His hands made her lost his mind as he kept kneading -- sometimes hard, sometimes soft. When his fingers started to caress the budding flower buds and twirling them, Yao Ling could feel the electricity and it made her m.o.a.n in pleasure. "Hmmm...."

Yao Ling was feeling bewildered because of the foreign feeling. "Ying..." Yao Ling m.o.a.ned her husband's name desperately. Desperate of what? She didn't really understand, but she just wanted to get closer to him. She somehow needed him for something.

She clenched her tights, trying to relieve the burning sensation down there. The electricity that she felt due to his hands' movement flowed through her whole body and down to her sweetness down there. She m.o.a.ned once again. What did he do to her? The electricity made her feel intense pleasure.

Yao Ling rested her head on the crook of Yao Ying's neck, trying to hold back her desire. Both of Yao Ying's hands didn't stop kneading, but once in a while, he brushed his fingers on the flower buds. Yao Ying could see the l.u.s.t in her eyes and he couldn't help but praise the 'yellow book' in his mind. Without the knowledge from the 'yellow book', he wouldn't know what to do to pleasure her.

'Grandmother... I have to thank you!' Yao Ying thought excitedly. He didn't forget about the matriarch's merit.

Yao Ling gripped both of Yao Ying's upper arms tightly and her nails dug into his skin, but Yao Ying just ignored the pain. His focus was trying to give Yao Ling a pleasurable night. Yao Ying saw how her pinkish flower buds started to get more sensitive and look oh-so-delicious.

He pushed her back a little bit because he wanted to taste her. Yao Ying wanted to know how sweet her taut twin peaks were. He dipped his head down and took the sweet temptation into his mouth. Yao Ling shuddered when she felt Yao Ying's wet tongue slowly licked her flower buds.

"Hmmm..." Yao Ling m.o.a.ned a bit louder. "Ying..." She breathlessly called his name. The electrifying movement made Yao Ling lose her mind. Everything seemed so hazy --- only the pleasure was real.

The more he twirled his tongue on her flower buds and made her whole body tingling, the wetter her sweetness down there. Something was aching down there and she could only tighten her thighs, trying to ease her pain. Yao Ling could feel that her sweetness down there was truly soaked. She groaned when she felt the way Yao Ying tortured her with pleasure.

Yao Ying really enjoyed his feast... one moment he was sucking her left flower bud and his other hand worked wonder by twisting and sometimes pinching the other flower bud softly. Yao Ling could only grip his arms and in the midst of the passion and pleasure... she bit his right shoulder while holding back her m.o.a.n. She did it out of instinct and Yao Ling didn't even realize she had bitten Yao Ying. She just needed to vent on something and his shoulder was the only thing available in front of her.

Yao Ying didn't dodge her bite, but instead... he kept attacking her flower buds more ruthlessly. "Ling-er... you taste so sweet..." Yao Ying praised. "Look at how rosy and swollen they are." Although he was talking, he didn't stop doing what he had been doing all along.

Listening to his sweet nothing, she could only blush and she stopped biting him. She turned away, feeling shy. Yao Ying didn't allow her to be embarrassed and said, "Don't be shy..."

Yao Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How could she not shy? He... he touched and even licked her b.r.e.a.s.ts. It was an amazing experience but she still couldn't get past the embarrassment. She hid her face on the crook of his shoulder, but she yelped when Yao Ling pushed her so she could lie down on the bed. She landed in a thud and Yao Ling saw how Yao Ying looked at her body with intense l.u.s.t.

Yao Ling blushed and it made her snowy white cheeks tinted with a hint of red, so alluring to Yao Ying who saw it. She once again tried to cover herself, but Yao Ying stubbornly didn't allow her to. "We are already husband and wife. You should learn to get over your embarrassment..." Yao Ying still had the mood to joke, making Yao Ling pouted.

Yao Ying grinned at her pouty face and quickly kissed her lips once again. He knew she was going to retort him back, so before she made out any sounds... he decided to shut her mouth and enjoyed her lips. Yao Ling huffed inside her mind because he kept shutting her mouth this way. However, she knew that this method was quite effective.

'Well... she might as well enjoying this then...' Yao Ling thought inwardly.

While kissing her, Yao Ying kept thinking whether he could go further and roam his hand to her sweetness down there. Some of the 'yellow book' pictures came into his mind, but he didn't think that it was suitable for this time. He should just make her satisfied with playing with her upper part of her body. He recalled that they still had around seventy days left to their promised day. So, it would be wise of him if he enjoyed her bits by bits. A bit painful for him, but he was enjoying it.

After finally deciding that he would restraint himself, he started to concentrate on the task at hand. He started to find her neck and bit her soft spot, but he still had the decency to not leave any marks on her neck. Yao Ying knew that she would be embarrassed to death and probably wouldn't allow him to go near her once again. He shuddered at the thought of not touching her. She was simply his sweet addiction. Once he tasted her, he could never get enough of her.

His one hand was used to support his body, so he wouldn't crush her. His other hand? It was back to his conquest of touching her. His hand traced her neck, her collarbone, her upper b.r.e.a.s.t in a circular motion and it all heightened Yao Ling's sense to his touch. He decided to use only one finger and with that chosen finger... he traced the outline of her flower bud with a circular motion and the pleasure was unbearable to Yao Ling. It made the tingling heightened and her sweetness down there became wetter -- she probably already soaked down there, but Yao Ling didn't even realize that herself. Her focus was solely on his finger and her own sensitive flower bud.

Yao Ying smiled when he saw her tortured expression. Yao Ying saw the other free flower bud and his throat was parched. He couldn't help but bit it once and sucked it deep into his mouth. "Aaaahhhh~" Yao Ling m.o.a.n louder than before after she felt his mouth on her peak.

Yao Ling wriggled under his torture, trying to free herself from his mouth. "Ying... Ying... stopppp please..." She could feel the cold sensation when he sucked and also the ticklish feeling, she couldn't help but m.o.a.n and giggle at the same time.

Out of nowhere, Yao Ying suddenly hit her weak spot on both flower buds and the pleasure was unimaginable. She shuddered and felt something burst out down there. She couldn't stop herself from m.o.a.ning loudly, "Aaaahhh~" Yao Ling bit Yao Ying's shoulder once again and this bite was more intense than before. Yao Ying groaned, "Ouch..."

Yao Ying didn't do anything to Yao Ling and just let her be, but he was a bit surprised by her overboard reaction. 'What happened?' He thought to himself. He let go of her flowers bud, because of the surprise.

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!The End of The Mature Part!

Yao Ying and Yao Ling didn't know that it actually meant that Yao Ling finally found her release. Yao Ling, who had just gotten her first mind-blown orgasm, didn't know how to describe her experience. She just laid there, staring blankly at Yao Ying. She never knew that such a pleasurable could exist. She could feel that something came out of her sweetness down there and the tingling was still there. She curiously touched her sweetness and shuddered when she accidentally touched the sensitive part. Yao Ling found the sticky transparent wetness. Yao Ling looked at the foreign substance and blinked her eyes innocently. 'What happened?' She thought to herself. She looked at her hand and asked herself softly, "What is this?" She questioned herself about that sticky wetness and the experience that she had just gotten.

Yao Ying was afraid of her abnormal behavior. "Ling-er... are you okay?" He could see the confusion in her eyes and it mirrored his.

Yao Ling just answered her by nodding numbly. She turned her gaze from her hand to Yao Ling, "Do you know what is it?"

Yao Ying glanced at her wetness and nodded. "Umph... it came out from your sweet little thing, right?" Yao Ying had a bit understanding but also didn't know what he should call that wetness.

Yao Ling nodded. "Er... how do you feel when your sticky white thing came out from your little Yao Ying?" She asked curiously. Maybe they felt the same way when the white thing came out?

Yao Ying furrowed his eyebrows. "It's an unimaginable pleasure. Why?" He didn't how to explain what he felt -- but it was true, he felt intense pleasure when the white thing shot out of little Yao Ying.

Yao Ling blinked at him. "I think I just got that experience too?" Yao Ling felt a bit unsure.

"Er... orgasm?" Yao Ying asked softly. 'Did she just find a release? Only by playing with her flower buds?' Yao Ying thought to himself and he was in awe because of her sensitivity. The 'yellow book' mentioned that it wasn't easy for a woman to find a release... it seemed like his wifey was extraordinary! Her body was very sensitive and responsive to his touch.

"Yes... I think I just felt my first orgasm!" Yao Ling boldly declared.

Yao Ying started to realized that she was shuddering and m.o.a.ning with such a loud voice because of her first orgasm. He grinned at Yao Ling and asked, "What do you think about it?" He felt curious and proud of himself that she experienced her first orgasm because of him.

Yao Ling looked at him with twinkling eyes. "I love it!" She honestly answered him.

Yao Ling never knew that making love could have such an effect on women. Ahh... no wonder... she thought to herself. She remembered one of the villagers that loved seducing the handsome woodcutter by acting coquettishly and that time, she was feeling a bit irked with the way that woman behavior. Yao Ling now understood that she probably also experienced the same earth-shattering orgasm just like her --- that's why that village girl loved making love. [If you remember back at their wedding day, Yao Ling copied this village girl's movement to make herself look seductive on their wedding night].

Yao Ling tried to clear her mind. Why did she suddenly think about that village girl? Did she think that she would act coquettishly to her husband just to feel that unimaginable pleasure once again? Yao Ling shook her head and knew that she wouldn't have the gut to imitate that village girl. Even though she could probably seduce him or act coquettishly around him it in private, however, she was actually too shy to execute the plan!

Yao Ying grinned at her when he knew that Yao Ling was honestly loving it. He felt that he had won and it meant... she would do intimate things with him willingly, right? When he thought about that conclusion, he felt proud of himself.

"I'm glad that you love it!" Yao Ying grinned widely. Her pleasure was also his. In the midst of his happiness, he even forgot about his little Yao Ying who also needed his attention. His little Yao Ying hardness became soft and what once was a tent on his pants... now became flat... He didn't need to take a cold shower that night and he sighed in relief.

Yao Ying started to think to himself... since when that Yao Ling kept occupying his mind? He found himself love indulging and pampering her. Yao Ying even went to the length to keep wanting to satisfy her first. The emptiness that he felt because of his unknown past... was fully occupied by her. His heart is full of her. Her smile, her cry, her pout, her expression --- everything is etched deep within his heart.

When he looked at her twinkling eyes, he almost blurted the word love to her! He started to understand that he loves her as a man loves a woman. He gulped back down the word, thinking that it wasn't a good time to tell her the love word. She probably would think he only said sweet-nothing just to get into her pants more often and he didn't want that to happen. he wanted it to be special.

Yao Ling is special to him and she deserves to be treated like his queen. Yao Ying didn't even realize that he looked at Yao Ling with eyes full of love and warmth. Yao Ling saw the different expression on his face and curiously asked, "What are you thinking about?" She saw his eyes turned from a predatory look into a warm gaze in a flash. His new gaze made her heart skip a beat.

Yao Ying just smiled secretly at her, planning something in his mind. "Nothing..." He patted her head softly and said sweetly, "I'm happy when you are happy." He wouldn't let her know about his plan --- it was supposed to be a surprise.

Yao Ling's cheeks turned crimson once again. Then she remembered that she was practically still n.a.k.e.d and quickly buried herself inside the quilt. She tilted her head to the left and asked, "Are we done?" Because of the orgasm, she felt a little bit tired.

Yao Ying laughed. "Yes... yes... we are done for the day."