"Hehe—Shawn, are you thinking about naughty things again!? Listen, they're all getting started now!" Yvette Liu tugged Shawn Young's arm, interrupting his puzzled thoughts.
"Huh? What?" Shawn's mind was pulled back by Yvette's tug, and for a moment he didn't know what she was trying to say.
"Hehe—listen closely, those guys next door are really going at it! Sounds pretty intense!" Yvette pointed at the rooms next door, giggling.
Shawn listened carefully, and sure enough, urgent, rhythmic banging noises came from those rooms—"pa pa pa," mixed with heavy breathing and muffled groans. The clearest sound was the moaning and gasping of women!
"Whoa! They're all in close combat now!" Shawn, now experienced, instantly understood what was happening in those rooms. His right hand, wrapped around Yvette's slender waist, instinctively tightened its grip.
"Um—Shawn, do men really enjoy... doing that? When I hear those women, it sounds kind of... painful, like they're suffering. I'm a little scared!" Yvette suddenly asked in a nervous whisper.
"Uh—not at all! That's just how women sound when they're really enjoying it! It's totally normal!" Shawn explained, trying to reassure Yvette.
"Oh? Really! Then let's go! Let's try—" Yvette's curiosity was piqued, and she was determined to figure out why those "enjoying" sounds were so strange.
Without hesitation, she grabbed Shawn's arm and hurried toward the ranch entrance, even more eager than Shawn himself.
As the two of them stepped outside the Ridgeview Country Estate, passing by the small river, they suddenly heard faint sobbing coming from the riverbank. Yvette paused and tugged Shawn's sleeve, saying, "Shawn, I think someone's crying over there. That voice sounds familiar. Should we go check it out?"
"Sure, let's see what's going on." Shawn nodded, and together with Yvette, walked to the riverbank. By the moonlight, they saw three women sitting there—all familiar faces. They recognized Vivian Wei and the girl who had been beaten by Jack Jiang in the changing room, both crying with their heads down. Beside them was Jenny Choi, gently comforting them.
"Jack Jiang, that bastard—he beat me so badly! I can't even go out these days. I hate him so much!" the girl sobbed.
"Now he’s into a sow! His tastes are just… beyond our understanding! Ugh—I seriously regret it now. If I’d known he liked pigs, I never would’ve let him touch me... Now I just feel filthy! And he beat me up for no reason, my face is a mess! It’s so unfair!" Vivian Wei cried, utterly frustrated.
"Hey—don’t be so sad, sisters. That jerk Jiang is still hiding in our bathroom, too embarrassed to show his face! He did such disgusting, shameful things, he won’t dare come out!" Jenny Choi blushed as she tried to comfort them.
"Serves him right! That kind of perverted scumbag deserves it—" Vivian Wei said bitterly.
Yvette quietly tugged Shawn's arm and sneered, "Come on, they're just venting their frustrations. Those two silly girls were so vain—after getting messed up by Jack Jiang, maybe they'll wise up a bit."
Shawn hadn’t expected Yvette, despite her young age, to be so perceptive about people and life. Curious, he asked, "Yvette, you’re pretty young, but you seem really mature!"
"Hehe—my dad says the same thing! But I’m mature not just in my mind, you know, but in my body too! Hehe—" Yvette giggled, pulling Shawn toward the parking lot outside Tiger Mountain Park, where her Jeep Wrangler was parked alone in a corner.
Once they reached the Jeep, Yvette took out the car keys, opened the door, pulled Shawn inside, and shut the door. She pressed a button, and the two leather seats slid back, instantly making the interior much more spacious.
"Shawn, why are you just standing there? Whatever you want to do, you can start now! Hehe—" Yvette Liu took the initiative, snuggling up to him, her soft, curvy body pressing tightly into his arms, her lips red and tempting.
Excited, Shawn slowly kissed her. Young girls always tasted like fruit, but Yvette was the cream of the crop—just one kiss on those luscious lips and Shawn felt like he was savoring a ripe, juicy peach: a little tart, a little sweet, and absolutely delicious!
Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck, and their shy kisses quickly turned passionate. Their tongues tangled together, exchanging tenderness for affection.
Yvette matched Shawn's movements, her soft, curvy waist moving with a hint of shyness and restraint. Their feelings grew stronger, and the atmosphere in the SUV grew hotter and heavier!
Yvette savored the kiss, feeling Shawn's touch on her sensitive spots. Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she asked, "Shawn, did you already sleep with Sister Ruoxue?" Thinking it was one thing, but being asked directly made Shawn a bit embarrassed. "Why do you suddenly ask that?" Yvette giggled, tapping his nose. "Hehe—no need to be nervous! I don't mind at all! My family is like that—my dad, my uncles, they all have women outside, but they're still family men. Most people can't imagine what our circle's private lives are like—ugh, let's not talk about it. I'm used to it! As for me, Ruoxue and I both like you, and I don't ask for much. As long as I can be with you often and be happy, I don't care how many women you have!"
Shawn was surprised at how 'mature' Yvette was for her age, and felt a rush of excitement. He kissed her eyes and nose, wanting to merge her into himself. His passion grew—Yvette's body became softer and hotter, her breathing heavier and quicker. Her movements became more practiced, and the two moved together in perfect sync, tangled like porcelain dolls, impossible to separate. In the dim car, on the reclined seat, their passion was about to erupt, and nothing could stop them.
Before they knew it, their clothes had been tossed aside. Shawn's hands roamed over her curves, finally slipping into her deepest valley and discovering a muddy marsh—yes, that was the spot!
"Mmm—Shawn, it's my first time, and you're so big! Please be gentle with me—" Yvette gasped, her breath quickening.
"Okay, Yvette, I'm going to start now. It might hurt a little, so be brave!" Shawn whispered, licking her earlobe to distract her. As she softly moaned, Shawn suddenly thrust forward! Yvette's scream was muffled by Shawn's lips—just as she was about to cry out, he kissed her deeply. Tears streamed from Yvette's eyes—part pain, part excitement, part joy. From this moment, she was a woman—a real woman, Shawn's woman! As she recovered, Shawn kissed her gently and whispered sweet nothings, soothing her, then slowly began to move so she could adjust to the pain and start to feel pleasure. After the initial pain passed, waves of pleasure quickly drowned them both in a sea of ecstasy.
One was a vigorous young man, the other a blossoming maiden—once they discovered life's greatest game, they were instantly hooked, unable to pull away.
The whole Jeep Wrangler began to rock gently, then faster and faster, until it was shaking wildly. The four wheels bounced up and down, the rhythm going from slow to urgent, shaking nonstop!
At that moment, Shawn felt a powerful energy surge from beneath Yvette. He knew this was the rare Maiden's Pure Yin Essence. Seizing the chance, he activated his Celestial Essence. Instantly, a wave of white light surged from Shawn's seven apertures, enveloping them both. Shawn then performed the Twin Spirit Rite, merging the mystical energies. Red and white rings swirled around their bodies, dreamlike and magical—
Yvette felt like waves were crashing over her again and again, washing over every cell in her body. The pleasure was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but moan louder and louder, lost in the feeling. She felt like she was flying to the clouds, then floating gently down, only to soar again and again—she almost believed her soul was drifting at the edge of heaven!
After a long, long time, the eruption finally ended. Yvette used her last bit of strength to hug Shawn tightly and whispered, "Shawn... I feel like I'm flying away..." With that, her head lolled to the side, and she collapsed onto the seat.