Playboy in the City-Chapter 150 Discovered

Phew...

Jiang Baibing watched Song Lingxue’s state in the rearview mirror. Listening to her ecstatic moans, she felt her own body begin to burn. The thrill of her lonely, late-night self-pleasuring began to surface, and a surge of warmth flowed between her legs. Instinctively, she squeezed her thighs together and took a deep breath, forcing herself to stop thinking, to stop looking. After all, she was still driving.

As for Lin Ruixin and the two other female classmates, they knew Song Lingxue was just pretending to be flustered, so they had no real reaction and went about their own business.

"Hehe, Sister Xue, are you going to keep fooling around? If you keep this up, I won’t hold back anymore," Chen Yang said, thoroughly satisfied with the atmosphere in the car. Especially doing this right in front of Lin Ruixin and three other great beauties. To be secretly yet so fiercely ravaging Song Lingxue’s slick, moist softness was just too damn thrilling, too damn exciting.

Chen Yang knew Jiang Baibing was suspicious, but he was confident that she definitely didn’t know—and couldn’t see—his veiny, throbbing erection fiercely thrusting into Song Lingxue’s flooded grotto, pulling out enticing rings of pink flesh with every stroke and churning up a copious amount of milky-white froth. He could feel it even more keenly as he plundered her inner palace; her honeyed love juices splashed wildly about, dissolving the white foam and soaking the crotch of his pants. The messier it got, the more electrified Chen Yang became.

"No... don’t... I’m... I’m coming!"

Soon, Song Lingxue could no longer withstand the onslaught. She grabbed the back of the seat and cried out wildly.

"Mmmph—"

In an instant, Song Lingxue’s swaying head slumped forward. Her delicate body began to tremble violently, followed by a series of flushed convulsions. She was climaxing. The exquisite sensation was so breathtaking it was as if she were sinking into oblivion, suffocating in pleasure. It was simply too wonderful.

It was a pleasure she had never known, a sensation her boyfriend and her toys had never come close to giving her. It made her want to stay impaled on Chen Yang’s massive member forever, to be fucked to death right then and there.

From a lower vantage point, one could see Song Lingxue’s fragrant lips slightly parted as she gasped for breath. Her stunning face was already covered in a sheen of sweat, with more and more strands of hair sticking to it, giving her a tragically beautiful, heart-wrenching look.

"Hahhh..." Chen Yang took a deep breath. He felt the layers of her insides contracting violently around him, the scorching heat that gushed over his tip from within her sea of soft flesh, and the massive transfer of Yin Yuan Power into his body. He stopped his thrusts. In her current state, Song Lingxue was no longer fit for him to continue assailing. If she passed out from the pleasure, their cover would be completely blown.

"Ngh... pant..." Under the throbbing, aching fullness within her, Song Lingxue’s limp and powerless state gradually began to recede. With the fire of desire in her heart quenched and released, her rationality returned and her mind cleared.

As she became aware of her state, of the feeling of being completely stretched open and filled from below, her alluring, flushed face burned with an intense heat. She was so overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment that she didn’t dare lift her head. She couldn’t believe she had done such an absurd thing with Chen Yang in the car, right in front of his girlfriend and her other classmates. The more she thought about it, the more mortified she felt.

But... it felt so amazing. I want more.

"Alright, Sister Xue? No more messing around. If you keep this up, I’ll start tickling your armpits, and then you really won’t be able to take it," Chen Yang said, suppressing the wicked, burning fire that urged him to continue his assault on Song Lingxue. There would be plenty of time for that later.

Without waiting for a response, he grabbed her under the armpits, lifted her limp body up, and withdrew his engorged member from between her legs.

No one could see it, but at that moment, Song Lingxue’s pink, flushed entrance was still contracting. It had been stretched wide open, resembling a black hole in a field of pink flesh, gaping as if it could no longer close. Even more enticingly, as the tender, pink flesh rhythmically clenched and unclenched, it continued to leak a faint, glistening stream of love juice that soaked a large patch on Chen Yang’s pants, even dripping down and staining his leg. This was all her own fluid; her body’s response to having been stimulated so intensely.

"Hahhh..." Jiang Baibing drew a sharp breath, smelling the distinct new scent in the car. She shot a strange look at the unnervingly calm Chen Yang. She was now completely certain that Chen Yang and Song Lingxue had really done it in the car. What’s more, the bastard had fucked Song Lingxue to a squirting climax.

She glanced over at Lin Ruixin, who was still playing on her phone like a sweet, innocent fool. A trace of pity flashed in Jiang Baibing’s beautiful eyes. This silly girl will probably go her whole life without ever imagining that her beloved boyfriend made her best friend climax right in front of her—no, right in front of everyone.

This was just... Jiang Baibing didn’t know what to say. But the tempting, shy blush that appeared on her exquisite face betrayed her inner turmoil. She could even feel a damp warmth spreading through her own panties.

Jiang Baibing, oh, Jiang Baibing, what are you thinking? Whatever they want to do is their business. You can’t let your mind wander...

For some reason, at this very moment, the image of Chen Yang and the mystery surrounding him felt indelible, branded into her heart and mind. A strange feeling, a strange thought, seemed to be compelling her to take the initiative, to explore him, to uncover his secrets. This impulse irritated her, her who was normally so calm and collected.

"Ngh, Chen Yang, you..."

Just then, sitting on Chen Yang’s lap and pressing down on his still-throbbing erection, Song Lingxue felt his soaked trousers and panicked. She hadn’t thought about this earlier, when she had sprayed directly onto him. Now that she had, she realized what would happen when they got out of the car. When Jiang Baibing and the others saw his drenched crotch, they wouldn’t need any explanation to know what had happened. How would she ever face them then, especially that sweet girl, Lin Ruixin? This...

She instinctively tried to stand up, her eyes darting to the passing scenery and pedestrians outside as if seeking an escape.

"It’s alright, Sister Xue. Just rest on my lap," Chen Yang said, sensing her panic and trying to comfort her.

"But, your..." Song Lingxue cherished the sense of security Chen Yang gave her, but his pants were still soaked. How were they going to explain that later?

At that moment, Jiang Baibing, who was driving, snorted coldly to herself. Hmph! I’d like to see how you two audacious lovers handle getting out of the car and facing your classmates when we arrive at the party...