Chapter 92: Stepmom, Why Are You in My Room?

"PHEW..."

Lin Meng couldn’t help but let out a long sigh of pleasure. The tight, enveloping sensation and the gentle teasing of her tongue almost sent him soaring instantly.

"Sister Mengqing, you’re so good at this." After adapting to the pleasure, Lin Meng couldn’t resist holding Zhou Mengqing’s head and offering a genuine compliment.

Zhou Mengqing merely shot him a reproachful glare before continuing to bob her head earnestly, looking as serious as if she were performing some grand, important task.

Seeing her practiced movements, Lin Meng suddenly felt a pang of jealousy. "Sister Mengqing, do you do this for your boyfriend often?"

Zhou Mengqing paused and slowly released him, asking with amusement, "What, are you jealous?"

"No, it just makes me a little uncomfortable thinking about that kind of scene," Lin Meng voiced his thoughts frankly.

"You’re quite possessive, little guy.

"Don’t forget, I’m someone else’s girlfriend. It’s completely normal for a man and a woman to be intimate when feelings run deep. Just like with you and Qiaolian. If I were to think about how long you’ve soaked inside her while doing this with you, wouldn’t I be too disgusted to even use my mouth?

"Besides, shouldn’t you be feeling a great sense of accomplishment that someone else’s girlfriend is using her mouth to service you?" Zhou Mengqing rolled her eyes and asked, exasperated.

Lin Meng froze for a moment. Thinking about it carefully, he realized she had a point.

"Tell me, do you still want me to finish you off or not?" Zhou Mengqing gave him a little push and asked in annoyance.

"I do! Of course I do!" Lin Meng nodded hastily, wishing he could slap himself. How could he say such a mood-killing thing at a time like this? After all, Zhou Mengqing clearly despised that ex-boyfriend to her core. If he made her mad, it wasn’t impossible that she might kick him out, let alone continue helping him like this.

"Then I’ll start. You’d better behave this time and stop saying nonsense, or I’ll get really angry," Zhou Mengqing warned before lowering her head to take him back in.

Lin Meng didn’t dare speak again. Instead, he grasped her two heavy, drooping mounds and began to fondle them meticulously. The smooth, bouncy, and soft sensation made it impossible for him to let go.

Zhou Mengqing was clearly aroused as well. Her tender, white skin flushed red, and she bobbed her head with increasing vigor, producing wet SLURP SLURP sounds.

Watching her act so seductively, Lin Meng couldn’t help but recall how she had been when they were kids. Who would have thought that the innocent and pretty little girl from back then would grow up to be like this? Of course, he had changed a lot himself too.

As his mind wandered, time slipped by. A sudden, intense wave of numbness shot up from the base of Lin Meng’s spine. He instantly tensed his body and subconsciously held his breath.

Zhou Mengqing was obviously very experienced. Realizing that Lin Meng was close, she quickly pulled off and began pumping him rapidly with her hand.

Lin Meng was slightly taken aback. Judging by Zhou Mengqing’s expression, she probably couldn’t handle a man finishing in her mouth.

Even as he thought this, the tingling sensation grew stronger and stronger. With a muffled grunt, Lin Meng erupted explosively.

Even though Zhou Mengqing had prepared herself, she couldn’t dodge in time. The thick fluid splattered not only across her fair cheeks, but also onto her beautiful eyes and red lips.

"HISS... How does a little guy like you produce so much? And it’s so hot, too." Feeling the scorching temperature on her face, Zhou Mengqing couldn’t help but complain.

Lin Meng didn’t answer directly. Instead, he teased, "Sister Mengqing, why didn’t you just keep using your mouth? Then it wouldn’t have gotten all over your face."

Zhou Mengqing shot him a glare. "You little rascal, you’ve got quite the wicked mind. But give up on that idea. I’ve never let that stuff in my mouth before. Just the smell of it is unbearable."

"Sister Mengqing, mine is different from everyone else’s. You’ll know if you just taste it," Lin Meng coaxed softly.

"You’re all men, what could possibly be different?" Zhou Mengqing gave him a massive eye roll and raised her foot to kick him off the bed. "Alright, you’ve had your fun. Hurry up and go home."

"Sister Mengqing, isn’t your mood changing a bit too fast?" Lin Meng curled his lips, sounding a little wronged.

"Oh, so you mean you want to stay here.

"That’s fine. I just used my mouth to make you feel good, but if you tease me and leave me aching, you’ll have to use your mouth to help me too. How about it?" Zhou Mengqing looked at Lin Meng with a playful expression.

"Uh..." Thinking of that bloody scene, Lin Meng was instantly struck by a chill. He shrank his neck back and said, "Sister Mengqing, I just remembered I have other things to do. I should get going.

"It won’t be too late for me to come over and help you once your Aunt Flo has left."

After saying that, Lin Meng haphazardly threw on his clothes and turned to leave.

"This kid, still trying to play dirty with me," Zhou Mengqing couldn’t help but chuckle. Then she pulled out a tissue, preparing to wipe her face.

But right then, Lin Meng’s words popped into her head—that his stuff was different from everyone else’s. Zhou Mengqing didn’t believe it at first, but the unique masculine scent on her face seemed to hold some kind of magic. As if possessed, she licked the corner of her lips, bringing a drop into her mouth.

Instantly, a rich, potent masculine flavor exploded across her tongue. Zhou Mengqing’s beautiful eyes lit up. This guy’s taste... it actually was different!

Later that night.

After leaving Zhou Mengqing’s place, Lin Meng headed straight home. The lights in his stepmom’s room were off, so she had likely gone to sleep. Not wanting to disturb her, Lin Meng quietly returned to his own room.

But as soon as he turned on the light, he froze. Inside, his stepmom was actually lying on his bed, her eyes slightly closed, appearing to be fast asleep.

Not knowing what was going on, Lin Meng planned to turn the light back off and step outside for now. But Li Wanrong was startled awake by his movements. She slowly opened her eyes and asked lazily, "Xiaomeng, you’re back. Why were you out so late?"

"Stepmom, I ran into Brother Wei, so I chatted with him for a bit." Lin Meng casually made up an excuse, then asked, "By the way, Stepmom, why are you in my room?"

"Xiaomeng, come here," Li Wanrong didn’t answer, beckoning to him instead.

Heart full of doubt, Lin Meng stepped over to the side of the bed.

"Xiaomeng, close your eyes first," Li Wanrong ordered softly.

Lin Meng felt even more confused, having no idea what his stepmom was trying to do, but he obediently complied anyway. A moment later, a faint RUSTLE RUSTLE reached his ears. For some reason, the sound made Lin Meng’s heart itch intensely, like a cat scratching at it.

About a minute passed.

"Alright, Xiaomeng, you can open your eyes now," his stepmom’s trembling voice rang out.

Lin Meng slowly opened his eyes, only to see that his stepmom had thrown off the blanket. She was sitting completely naked on the bed, her two jade-like legs spread wide open, revealing her wondrous paradise right in front of him!

Staring at this erotic scene, Lin Meng’s pupils dilated. All the blood in his body rushed straight to his head, nearly turning him into an irrational, mindless beast!