Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 83: Mom, Come Save Me!
"Hey Qiaoqiao, what are you... what are you doing..."
Zhu Yan stood bewildered in the living room, watching the back of Ye Qiao pulling Sun Zhe into a bedroom. Her raised hand froze in mid-air, words caught in her throat. Seconds later, she heard Ye Qiao’s delicate moans coming from within.
"Honestly..." she sighed helplessly, a deep blush crawling across her pretty face. From sneaking around to being so blatant... It feels like the whole world has changed. Are the three of us going to live like this from now on? At that moment, her mind was a tangled mess. However, when she heard the cries from the room, she felt herself becoming infected by the atmosphere. Tossing all sense of morality to the back of her mind, all that remained was the deep-seated lust that had been stirred within her. Indeed, there are times when physiological urges far outweigh psychological reservations. And once a person’s desire is stimulated to its peak, their thoughts truly become as primal as a beast’s.
*** 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
「Inside Ye Qiao’s room.」
Impatient to show Ye Qiao his prowess, Sun Zhe skipped the foreplay. Upon entering the room, he immediately pounced on her. He hiked up her short skirt, tore her stockings, pulled her panties to the side, and immediately charged into battle!
"Mmm... Ahhh..."
Ye Qiao’s delicate brows knitted together as she let out stifled moans. Her hands clutched the sheets beneath her tightly, her face charmingly seductive. She gently bit her lip, a look of defiance on her face.
"Brother... are you really this weak?"
Sun Zhe was taken aback by her words, but then he immediately increased his pace. His powerful hips moved so fast they almost left afterimages, like an electric motor. He naturally understood that Ye Qiao was provoking him, but he was more than happy to play along.
"Ah... Harder, go harder! I can barely feel anything. Did you skip dinner?" Ye Qiao continued to taunt him with an unyielding expression.
Yet, her taunts seemed to be a form of self-deception, because her body was being far more honest. As Sun Zhe sped up, her upper body arched high. Her slender feet, wrapped in translucent stockings, rested on his shoulders, her sparkling toes curling tightly.
Clenching his jaw, Sun Zhe didn’t say a word, simply focusing on his vigorous assault. He grabbed the soft hollows of her knees, nearly folding her delicate body in half and forcing her secret garden to face upward. He stood on the bed in a horse stance, only his waist moving. His agile and powerful hips pumped back and forth, accelerating with every thrust.
The ferocious dragon was already coated with a lascivious white sheen as it pounded fiercely into the tender, pink honeypot.
Ye Qiao bit down hard on her lip, craning her neck to watch her own delicate parts being ravaged, a deep blush creeping over her pretty face. When the terrifying dragon plunged in, her tender flesh wrapped tightly around it, drawing her butterfly wings inward. But when it pulled out, those two moist wings would bloom like flower petals, splashing nectar everywhere. The splattered fluid soaked the sheets and moistened Sun Zhe’s lower abdomen, while the portion that remained on the dragon slowly pooled at its base. As it accumulated, a white honey resembling soy milk formed at the dragon’s root.
Witnessing such a captivating sight, Ye Qiao felt an odd stimulation and was quickly approaching her peak.
***
「About fifteen minutes later.」
Ye Qiao’s delicate body suddenly began to convulse, her eyes rolling back slightly.
"Brother... stop... stop for a little bit... I’m going to pee!"
During her climax, her body’s sensitivity increased severalfold. Sun Zhe’s continued, relentless assault felt like it was going to be the death of her.
"What, you can’t handle it after just over ten minutes?" Sun Zhe didn’t stop his assault, looking down dismissively at her as he let the hot liquid from her pink cave spray onto his stomach.
"I... I can continue after a break," Ye Qiao puffed her cheeks stubbornly, looking rather cute.
Finding her too endearing to refuse, Sun Zhe slowed his pace. He reached down and removed the JK skirt that had been pushed up to her waist, then took off her little white blouse. Next, he pushed up her pure-yet-sensual lace bra, and two large, white rabbits immediately bounced free.
He grabbed one in each hand, kneading them into various shapes as he chuckled wickedly, "Qiaoqiao, this is just the beginning."
Ye Qiao pouted with a miserable expression, a sudden wave of regret washing over her. I’ve really gotten myself into trouble this time.
***
「About another ten minutes passed.」
Ye Qiao was once again sent to the summit by Sun Zhe. All the strength seemed to have been drained from her body. She lay limp on the bed as if paralyzed, too exhausted to even lift a finger. Yet Sun Zhe was unrelenting.
"Brother... are you even human?"
Sun Zhe replied, "Wasn’t it you who said you alone could satisfy my Cultivation needs?"
Hearing this, Ye Qiao’s pretty face went pale. She abruptly pushed Sun Zhe away, scrambled out of bed, and staggered out of the room.
"Mom, help me!"
Eavesdropping in the living room, Zhu Yan couldn’t help but blush when she saw Ye Qiao run out naked. To her, Ye Qiao looked like a defeated general who’d lost her helmet and armor, a sight that was both pitiful and comical.
"Qiaoqiao, you’re..."
Before Zhu Yan could react, Ye Qiao rushed over, grabbed her arm, and dragged her directly into the room.
"Mom, you have to help me! Brother is bullying me on purpose!"
***
On the large bed in the room, Sun Zhe was wiping his "weapon" with a tissue when he saw Ye Qiao drag Zhu Yan inside. His gaze instantly turned fiery. To be honest, he had long fantasized about a passionate encounter with both Ye Qiao and Zhu Yan!
Seeing Zhu Yan in her form-fitting office skirt, her beautiful legs wrapped in glossy black stockings, the Yang Qi in Sun Zhe’s body surged restlessly. The previous battle with Ye Qiao had sent her over the peak twice, but he was left hanging uncomfortably. The wicked fire in his belly hadn’t been vented at all.
"Stepmother!" he cried out, eagerly jumping off the bed and pulling Zhu Yan into his embrace.
Zhu Yan was startled and struggled symbolically for a moment, but in the next second, Sun Zhe captured her vibrant red lips.
"Mmmph..."
As Sun Zhe’s tongue invaded her mouth, she quickly softened and gave in. In truth, she didn’t want to refuse at all; she was just embarrassed because Ye Qiao was there. However, as her desire was thoroughly ignited, she threw all inhibitions to the wind. She only wanted to enjoy the present and experience the true pleasure a woman was meant to feel.
Meanwhile, Ye Qiao, who had been taking the chance to recover, felt a pang of jealousy deep inside as she watched the two kiss passionately. But more than that, she felt a thrill that she couldn’t quite explain. She had never imagined that she would one day be "fighting side by side" with Zhu Yan.
She soon discovered that Zhu Yan’s "technique" was far more proficient than her own. While they kissed, Zhu Yan’s delicate hands were already teasing and caressing Sun Zhe’s body.
In this first round of engagement, Sun Zhe was quickly defeated. Unable to hold back any longer, he broke the kiss, lifted Zhu Yan into his arms, and tossed her onto the bed.
"Stepmother, I’m coming!"
He eagerly climbed onto the bed and knelt before her. Grasping her knees, he gently yet forcefully spread her silk-clad legs apart.
At that moment, Ye Qiao noticed that Zhu Yan had torn open the crotch of her own pantyhose and was now using two fingers to pull aside the semi-sheer lace covering the fuzzy patch beneath.
Ye Qiao secretly swallowed, her eyes widening in astonishment. My god... is this how mature women do things? She felt like she was learning so much.
