Chapter 211

"Yes, exactly like that! Put more feeling into it! Be serious!"

Zhou Xinlan watched Lin Meng follow her instructions. Seeing him pleasure himself while watching a video of her made her incredibly excited, and she stared at him unblinking.

Lin Meng’s mouth twitched continuously. Under these circumstances, he didn’t feel the slightest bit of pleasure.

"You look completely unenthusiastic," Zhou Xinlan said after watching for a moment, her voice laced with dissatisfaction. "How about this: while you do it, say, ’Xinlan, I love you. You are the woman I love most in this world. I’ve dreamed of having you.’"

Lin Meng’s mouth twitched violently. He pretty much understood what Zhou Xinlan was thinking now. This woman had never won his father’s affection. His father probably hadn’t even touched her. So, she was projecting his father onto him. Making him do this was like watching his father lust after her in his fantasies, allowing her to derive a twisted sense of revenge.

He cursed inwardly, "Fuck! This isn’t just regular twisted! Just how obsessed was she with my father to come up with a sick game like this?"

"Hurry up! Don’t test my patience!" Zhou Xinlan snapped, growing impatient after a brief pause.

Although reluctant, Lin Meng thought of his stepmother. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and said, "Xinlan, you are the woman I love most in this world. I’ve dreamed of having you!"

Zhou Xinlan rolled her eyes. "Are you reciting a poem? There’s absolutely no emotion in that."

Lin Meng grumbled in his mind, "Damn it, it’s not like I actually like you. Where am I supposed to find the emotion?" Still, he adjusted his tone and repeated the words.

"Still no emotion. And why are you closing your eyes? Am I really that repulsive?

"Hmm, that’s a bit better. Keep going. You can change up the lines—improvise a little."

Zhou Xinlan acted extremely domineering, constantly barking out demands from the side. Her strict demeanor made it clear to Lin Meng that he couldn’t just half-ass this. He built up some emotion, stared at Zhou Xinlan’s seductive and lewd display on the screen, and let out a low growl as he moved his hand. "Xinlan, you’re so beautiful. In bed, you’re exactly as slutty as I imagined. I want to take you. I want to take you hard!"

After saying that, Lin Meng felt incredibly sleazy and vulgar. His current behavior was exactly like the creeps in movies and novels.

However, Zhou Xinlan’s gaze grew increasingly fiery. Her expression was filled with pleasure, as if she was experiencing immense psychological satisfaction. At that moment, it was as if she could truly see the man who had repeatedly rejected her now completely obsessed, mentally ravaging her.

"Zhenghao, I like you too," Zhou Xinlan murmured in a daze, her delicate hand slipping between her legs and beginning to move gently.

"Is this woman getting turned on again?" Lin Meng muttered under his breath, noticing her actions. It seemed his performance had completely drawn her in, pushing her into a state of arousal.

"Zhenghao, I want you to take me too! Take me hard!" Zhou Xinlan’s emotions and lust erupted simultaneously. She sat directly on the large bed right in front of Lin Meng and began to touch herself. As she did, her eyes remained glued to Lin Meng’s manhood, as if fantasizing that it was him entering her body.

Lin Meng’s breathing instantly grew heavy. Although the Zhou Xinlan in the video was doing the exact same thing, it couldn’t compare to the sheer stimulation of a live performance. More importantly, watching both the video and the real-life Zhou Xinlan simultaneously doubling down on the act seemed to amplify his arousal twofold!

Unconsciously, Lin Meng’s hand movements sped up. He couldn’t help it. When it came to things like this, no matter how reluctant the mind was, the body was always honest.

"Zhenghao, I want it! Give it to me quickly!

"Put it in and fill me up! Every inch of my body is yours!"

As time ticked by, Zhou Xinlan grew increasingly aroused, her cries becoming more and more wanton. At the same time, her counterpart in the video reached her limit. After a few rapid twitches of her fingers, her body convulsed, her pale and tender frame trembling endlessly on the bed.

Under such dual stimulation, Lin Meng felt an unprecedented wave of intense pleasure and could no longer hold back. With a muffled groan, he finally released.

"Hmm?" Hearing the noise, Zhou Xinlan snapped out of her daze a bit. Panting softly, she asked, "You’re done already?"

Lin Meng nodded, overwhelmed by an unprecedented sense of shame and guilt. Just a moment ago, Zhou Xinlan had been screaming his father’s name, yet he had been so stimulated that he came right then and there.

"Wow, so much came out," Zhou Xinlan exclaimed coquettishly as she spotted the mess Lin Meng had made on the floor. "But getting it all over the floor is a bit of a waste."

Then, as Lin Meng watched in utter disbelief, Zhou Xinlan slowly climbed off the bed. Kneeling on the floor, she crawled over to his feet, extended her soft pink tongue, and began to gently lick it up. She didn’t stop until there wasn’t a single drop left. Smacking her lips as if she still hadn’t had enough, she narrowed her eyes in pure enjoyment.

Lin Meng’s scalp went numb; he felt like his very soul was going to explode. To be honest, despite this woman’s twisted psychology, when she acted slutty, she was extraordinarily lewd. He really didn’t know how his father had managed to resist her seduction back then.

A few dozen seconds later, Zhou Xinlan stood up, a lingering flush of lust still coloring her face. She gently stroked Lin Meng’s cheek with her hand. "Zhenghao, your essence is so delicious. Next time, don’t waste it on the floor. Just give it directly to my mouth, okay?"

"Aunt Zhou, can we be done for today? No matter what you make me do, I won’t turn into my father."

Lin Meng truly couldn’t play along anymore. He had already struggled immensely internally while doing what he just did. If this continued, he was terrified he would fall completely under her control.

"Of course I know that." Zhou Xinlan wasn’t angry; instead, her movements became even gentler. "None of that matters. All I know is that you are his son. Your body, your essence, everything about you carries an aura similar to his. To me, that’s more than enough."

Lin Meng braced himself and said, "Even so, I’m ultimately not the man you love!"

Zhou Xinlan chuckled softly. "You’re his son. That just makes it even more thrilling, doesn’t it?"

Lin Meng was speechless. There was no point in saying anything to this psychologically twisted woman.

"I know what you’re thinking. Seeing as you were somewhat obedient today, we’ll end today’s treatment here." Zhou Xinlan withdrew her hand, flashing a fox-like smile. "For our next treatment, I hope you’ll be even more cooperative than today."

Lin Meng immediately got a bad premonition. "Aunt Zhou, how do you plan to ’treat’ me next time?"

A touch of tender affection appeared in Zhou Xinlan’s eyes. "I can’t tell you that just yet. But don’t worry, it absolutely won’t disappoint you. After all, you’re the man I love most right now!"