Deviant: No Longer Human-Chapter 795: *Nemesis: Setting a trap for Aunt?* (10)

"D-Don’t come close..."

Qian Yaoyao pleaded, voice trembling, but it was useless. He leaned down, tongue dragging across her cheek, licking away the last traces of shame, making her shiver and freeze.

Then he forced his mouth onto hers, tongue driving deep, tasting the faint metallic tang of blood from her bitten lips.

He didn’t stop, kissing her hard, then dragging his mouth down to her pale neck, sucking and biting, leaving dark red marks.

She withered under his touch, Qian Yaoyao’s delicate body arching on the cold floor, every line trembling with shame and cold sensation. Lying on her back, she was a vision of helpless beauty, a slender S-curve at her waist, perfect for gripping and forcing into submission. Her small, snowy breasts were impossibly soft, almost childish in their innocence, the faintest blush of pink forming barely-there areolas and a tiny red nipple, already hard from anticipation and dread.

Wang Xiao wasted no time, his mouth sealing over her pale nipple, sucking hard before biting down sharply.

"Ah—aaah! N-no—ngh! Painful!" Yaoyao cried, her back arching, body quaking with a mixture of pain and forbidden pleasure.

Her voice echoed off the tiled walls, desperate, wild, humiliated.

At the same moment, his hand slid between her shaking thighs. His rough fingers parted her tender, blushing pink labia, exposing her glistening reddish entrance, so small and tight, throbbing with every rapid beat of her heart. His thumb ground against her sensitive clit, fingers sliding through her slick folds in endless, merciless strokes.

"Ah—ahh—stop! It’s—too much! Aaah! Wang Xiao—p-please, I can’t—ngh—!" Yaoyao screamed, breathless, her legs thrashing, thighs desperately trying to close. Her hands clawed at his wrist, but she was utterly helpless against the force of his fingers.

Schlick.... Schlick... Schlick...

His fingers moved faster, pressing and rubbing, working her closer and closer to the edge.

Her body shook violently. "No—stop—I’m—aaah! Please—I’m gonna—ahhh!"

Suddenly her legs snapped shut, hips bucking wildly. With a strangled, wordless scream.

"AAAHHHH!—n-no, not—AAHH—!" her body convulsed, and a hot, gushing spray erupted from her tiny urethra, squirting in powerful, uncontrollable jets, splashing across Wang Xiao’s hand, her own thighs, and dripping messily down to the floor.

The sound of liquid spraying and splattering mixed with her sobbing gasps, every wave of pleasure tinged with utter humiliation.

"Ah—ah—ahh, it won’t stop... aaah!" she wailed, her body twitching as more clear fluid spurted out, the force making her shake uncontrollably.

Her face was flushed deep red, eyes glassy and wet with tears, mouth slack and panting as she collapsed back, utterly ruined, her own juices pooling beneath her, marking the floor and her shame for all to see.

When Qian Ruixin returned from the bathroom, the first thing she saw was Qian Yaoyao, her younger sister, lying curled on the cold floor, cheeks streaked with tears, still rubbing her eyes and sniffling.

She was trembling, shame written all over her as she sobbed, "I... I peed, I peed in front of everyone...wuuuu~" It was her first time squirting, and she could barely comprehend what had happened to her body, only able to break down in tears.

Qian Ruixin hesitated at the threshold, torn between wanting to comfort her and an urge to smirk at the innocence but she could do neither. Wang Xiao’s voice echoed through, "You, too, on all fours. Both of you. Right now."

Xin Meifang was already shifting, her knees red and bruised from kneeling so long. She bit her lip, letting out a low hiss as she crawled over to Yaoyao’s left and positioned herself on all fours, subtly spreading her thighs to give Wang Xiao an unobstructed view of her wet, swollen pussy.

The shame made her whole body shudder.

Qian Ruixin exhaled shakily, her own face hot with humiliation. She knelt down beside Xin Meifang, choosing to stay to her mother’s left, unwilling to kneel directly next to Yaoyao in her state.

The movement set her own bare ass swaying, cheeks clenching, thighs trembling as she pressed her palms to the cold floor.

Side by side, Xin Meifang’s and Ruixin’s buttocks arched up, unconsciously moving in a slow, seductive rhythm as they tried to steady themselves, an involuntary, shameful display, every curve and tremble exposed.

Wang Xiao couldn’t hide his delight. The sight was obscene: Three women, his aunt, the elder sister of his mother, and both her daughters, who were also his cousins, lined up before him like a set of forbidden dolls.

The placement was perfect, Xin Meifang, eldest and most experienced, in the middle; Yaoyao, youngest and still quivering from her first orgasm, to her right; Ruixin, the most charming, perfectly blend of youth and beauty, to her left.

He sucked a cold breath, something about seeing them together, his family and companions, naked and presenting themselves, was so taboo it sent a thrill straight through his body.

Without another word, he seized Qian Yaoyao, ignoring her weak protest, "No, please, not again, not like this!" and turned her onto all fours, pushing her face to the floor and spreading her legs wide.

Her ass lifted, still trembling from before, her slick, flushed entrance wet in the light.

He moved behind her, guiding his hard cock to her entrance. With a single, hungry thrust, he shoved himself inside, burying his length deep in her tight, wet heat.

"Ugh!" Yaoyao let out a ragged, high-pitched scream as her body jolted forward, her hands clawing at the floor.

The line of women, mother, and daughters, all shuddered, helpless, as Wang Xiao began to move, the forbidden tableau burning itself into the memory of everyone present.

"Painful!-It hurts!"

Tears streamed from Qian Yaoyao’s swollen, red eyes as she felt herself being torn apart from the inside. His dick pushed in and ripped through her hymen in a single brutal thrust, sending a shrieking pain through her entire body.

She clenched her fists.

Pakh!

Pakh!

Pakh!

Her flesh clamped down tight around him as he grabbed her soft buttocks, slapped them, and pounded into her mercilessly. "Ah—ah—stop, it hurts! Please-" Yaoyao’s cries filled the room, her voice begging and desperate. Her ass was gentle and perfect to hold, but he went further, grabbing her hair, burying his nose and teeth in the clean scent of shampoo, biting and clutching as he rode her even harder.

Two beads of crimson blood slid beautifully down from her slit, the unmistakable signal of Qian Yaoyao’s lost virginity, nineteen years, gone in one searing moment.

In the end, Qian Yaoyao let out a piercing scream, "Ah—ngh! Brother Wang—stop! I can’t—!" and collapsed as a hot rush of liquid gushed deep inside her.

When she came to, Wang Xiao was already pounding into Xin Meifang, her mature, slutty moans echoing off the walls.

"Mnnh~~!"

The sounds were so lewd, so inviting, even their bones seemed to melt.

His hands moved lazily over the smooth buttocks of the sisters, Qian Yaoyao and Qian Ruixin, right and left, their slits leaking thickly with white sticky semen, the evidence of their own defeat.

Except for the cold floor tiles, silent and glossy witnesses to every drop and moan, no one saw the scene behind closed doors. Even Ning Xue, flushed and secretly aroused by the muffled symphony, had to slip out in a daze before her own legs gave way.

Only the women’s moans echoed through the whole house,

"X-Xiao Wang... ngh... no more~!"

"Hnn... haa... please, slow down~"

Turning the bones of anyone who heard them to jelly.

Downstairs, Wang Xiao’s three sisters sat with crimson twitching ears, whispering to each other, wondering just what the hell their brother was doing up there with Aunt Meifang and her two daughters!

Of course, everyone knew exactly what was happening. But brother, can’t you at least try to restrain yourself? Keep it down a little?

This isn’t your marital home, okay!

They could only think these things, none dared to climb the stairs to interrupt such the sin.