Waist (High H, 1v1) - Chapter 1: Night (H)

“Lie still, don’t move..” The man with short black hair has eyes as beautiful as glass, with well-defined and handsome facial features, yet his gaze is icy cold, devoid of any expression. If it weren’t for the occasional moans escaping from the woman beneath him and the rocking of the large bed, you couldn’t tell what the man in front of you was doing at this moment.

“…Yes, mmm, ah…” Yan Wanyi responded in a low voice. The man’s voice was as elegant as a cello but with some slight authority in his voice, and she couldn’t resist it at all. A large puddle of water leaked out of her private parts, and her nipples stood erect, occasionally rubbing against the bedsheets, stimulating her to become even more moist.

She covered her mouth, not daring to moan louder.

Her husband, the man who was fucking her at this moment, Gong Luochen, did not love her, and their marriage was merely a result of their elders’ bad decision.

The Gong family had always been very strict, but Gong Luochen, the second generation, frequently caused problems for the family every now and then. Gong’s father was getting fed up with his behaviour, so he decided to marry him off to make him settle down.

It happened that the Yan family was facing financial difficulties, so Yan’s father hurriedly sent over photos of his youngest daughter, who had just graduated from college.

Gong Luochen was very impatient with the whole marriage situation. He randomly picked a photo from the stack, and Yan Wanyi was married in a hurry.

Gong Luochen didn’t like her, but he couldn’t say he disliked her either. He definitely didn’t want to become a father right away, and he was especially averse to abstinence. That’s why he would sleep with Yan Wanyi every night, but only to fuck her.

Yan Wanyi knew that he was fond of fantasising about his ex-girlfriend in his mind. There was a white moonlight¹ in his heart that he couldn’t let go of. No, according to his preferences, his ex-girlfriend should have been someone with an unforgettable beauty mark.

“Lie down!” He patted Yan Wanyi’s buttocks. It felt good, smooth and tender.

Yan Wanyi no longer had the strength to support her body. If it weren’t for the fact that the thing was still in her body, she would have fallen flat on the bed long ago. She bit her lower lip tightly, suppressing her moans, and she said in a broken tone, ” No, no more energy.”

Gong Luochen didn’t like her to be too loud in bed, which would prevent him from imagining that the person under him was his ex-girlfriend.

Yan Wanyi didn’t care either. She liked Gong Luochen’s voice and Gong Luochen’s face, but she didn’t like him as a person. The sex between them was maintained by fantasy and sound.

Gong Luochen was a little impatient. He grabbed her waist and dragged her under him.

Yan Wanyi felt the abundant lustful water flowing down her legs, causing a sudden increase in pressure inside her body. The feeling of her body being penetrated and stretched made her breathing gradually increase.

“Uhm, aah, mmm…” She buried her face into the pillow, and her legs involuntarily spread wider. Her vagina was stretched to the extreme, and every fold inside seemed to be stretched open.

Something forgotten to be mentioned. Yan Wanyi also liked his cock.

Gong Luochen also enjoyed it. Although he didn’t like her, her body felt really good to fuck, and her face was pretty enough.

“It’s too deep…” Yan Wanyi reached back and grabbed his wrist but couldn’t muster much strength. She softly said, “It’s really too deep…”

“Slut, you just like it deep!” Gong Luochen fucked her to the deepest depth again and again.

“Uhn… no…” Yan Wanyi’s moan was almost drowned out by the sound of flesh slapping. Her lower body was tightly twisted, and her lower abdomen was twitching. More thick and sticky liquid flowed down the base of her thighs, making a mess on the sheets. “It’s too big…ummm…ah..”

The contact between her breasts and the sheets became more and more frequent. Yan Wanyi wished he could reach out and cruelly ravage her chest, but she didn’t speak up, and even if she spoke up, she would definitely be rejected

Gong Luochen wouldn’t feel good playing with her breasts. So he wouldn’t do it.

“Ah! Don’t!” The man behind her suddenly picked up his speed, and Yan Wanyi let out a somewhat dishevelled cry. Her pussy was fucked hard again and again, but more and more of her honey juice flowed. She began to struggle to escape from his shackles.

“Tsk!” Gong Luochen was not pleased. He grabbed her waist and dragged her back, securing her position on him. His face still bore no expression, even appearing somewhat menacing to her, “Lift your ass higher!”

“F-faster!” Yan Wanyi had a hint of a tearful tone–purely from pleasure., “Aaahn…”

“Did you take your pills today?”

“I did.”

Gong Luochen felt relieved after hearing this. After pumping dozens of times, he suddenly grabbed her hair and pinned her down on the bed. A tingling sensation surged up from her tailbone.

Yan Wanyi knew he was about to cum, so she stopped struggling and moaned louder and louder. She clutched the pillow tightly; her vagina contracted and tightened rapidly and was finally filled with semen.

Gong Luochen pulled out his limp cock. He released his grip, his fingers sliding through her now somewhat dishevelled hair, and he walked straight into the bathroom.

Yan Wanyi lay on the bed, recovering. She heard the sound of water in the bathroom and raised her upper body. She picked up the pyjamas on the floor and put them on haphazardly. She then sat on the edge of the bed and cleaned her lower body. If she didn’t wipe off the semen now, it would flow all over the floor when she went to shower later.

Ten minutes later, Gong Luochen came out, and Yan Wanyi entered. The two of them didn’t talk to each other.

After turning on the hot water, Yan Wanyi squatted down and took the semen out of her body in a slightly shameful posture. Only after confirming that it would not come out again did she start to take a shower.

    After she went out, the bedsheets had already been changed by the maid. Yan Wanyi got under the quilt and lay down. She closed her eyes, and that was the end of the night. The two of them still didn’t talk to each other.

1. “White Moonlight” usually refers to a person or thing that is elusive in the heart, has always been loved, but cannot be touched.