Wuming knew perfectly well that if he wanted to survive, he couldn't talk much; he had to fight. So he shut his mouth, placed both hands on Qing Tan's legs, and began to caress her damp thighs. Then, his right hand, just like before, moved towards her crotch.
"Mmm..."
After Wuming's hand touched Qing Tan's lower body, he heard her let out a soft moan. Of course, he was very happy, but he dared not show it, only secretly chuckling to himself.
As Wuming's hand gently explored Qing Tan's lower body, he was slightly surprised. The amount of vaginal fluid flowing from Qing Tan's lower body was more than he had expected. Just a slight nudge against her black stockings caused some droplets to be squeezed onto Wuming's hand. Furthermore, the clothing Qing Tan wore was much thinner than it appeared to him; even through the black stockings and a layer of underpants, Wuming could clearly feel the shape of Qing Tan's vulva, which aroused him slightly.
"Mmm..." Qing Tan moaned softly under Wuming's touch. His right hand was pressed directly beneath her panties, rubbing her vulva through the stockings and panties. A finger rubbed back and forth along her secret cleft. Normally, Qing Tan wouldn't be this sensitive, but now it was different. Usually, with Lin Dong present, she could be more natural. But now, without Lin Dong, her behavior felt like that of a cat caught stealing food. And with her older sister watching and recording her actions, although Qing Tan didn't show it, she was experiencing a mix of feelings—shyness, excitement, and even a sense of transgression. This inner turmoil made her body more sensitive, causing her to make sounds even with Wuming's light touch.
"Ah..." As Qing Tan groaned softly, Wuming changed his movements. Qing Tan looked down at him and saw that Wuming's right hand was still rubbing one finger on her private parts, while his left hand was no longer just stroking her thigh. Instead, he also extended a finger, which was bent. While his right hand was rubbing, his left hand was using its fingertip to tease Qing Tan's petals. The two worked together to stimulate Qing Tan's lower body.
Under the influence of the nameless fingers, Qing Tan slowly opened her red lips, her moans gradually growing louder. Seeing this, the nameless man intensified his actions, his fingers no longer merely teasing, but occasionally pushing against Qing Tan's stockings and panties, probing deeper into her vulva. After several such thrusts, some of Qing Tan's clothing had slipped inside her body. Even when the nameless man removed his fingers, no longer pressing against her stockings and panties, parts of them remained inside, and the outer garments tightened slightly, more clearly outlining the shape of Qing Tan's vulva.
"Mmm...mmm..."
It must be said that Wuming made Qing Tan feel quite comfortable. No wonder he'd been with so many girls; his technique was at least better than Yue Shan, Lin Langtian, and Lin Hong, who had touched her before. Although Yue Shan had also been with many women, he and the Lin family were mortal enemies, so his methods with Qing Tan were naturally simple and crude, just for his own pleasure. Therefore, Qing Tan's experience wasn't very good. Lin Langtian was similar; he had even instructed Lin Feng to play with her in public, and later, he played with her body to break through his cultivation level, so that experience wasn't much better either. As for Lin Hong, he had always admired Qing Tan, and he had only ever played with her. His techniques could only be practiced on Qing Tan. Although Qing Tan was the girl he played with the most, she was only considered average.
The nameless man beneath Qing Tan was different from the others. Driven by the vague prospect of death, he was working tirelessly to make Qing Tan feel good. Moreover, if he couldn't give her pleasure, he couldn't possess her body, so he put in even more effort. Combined with his past experience, this was arguably Qing Tan's best experience yet.
Qing Tan was slightly raising her head, looking diagonally upwards, her small mouth slightly open, exhaling warm breath. The nameless man's fingers were once again pushing against her clothes, attempting to penetrate her vagina. Qing Tan felt the finger slightly rotate, its tip slowly entering her body from the entrance of her vagina.
"Hiss..."
"Ah..."
Just then, a very slight tearing sound of clothing rang out. Before Qing Tan could even think, she felt a hard, rod-like object push against her panties and penetrate her body. The object only stopped after penetrating partially before the panties tightened. If it weren't for the panties, Qing Tan felt the entire rod might have been inserted into her vagina. The tight panties also constricted her vulva, squeezing her clitoris and rubbing against the walls of her vagina. A wave of pleasure instantly washed over Qing Tan, making her legs tremble.
After recovering from the sudden pleasure, Qing Tan glared at the nameless man beneath her, a mixture of shame and anger on her face. She noticed a tear in her black stocking at the index finger of his left hand, and about a third of his finger was already inside her. Her underpants were also slightly pushed inside.
"Uh, well, I didn't mean to. I didn't know the stocking would tear," the nameless man said with a forced laugh, his lips twitching. He hadn't expected this; the stocking was much thinner than he'd anticipated, and with Qing Tan's vaginal fluids, his finger had easily torn it.
"Hmph, if it was an accident, fine. I was thinking if you had deliberately sabotaged it, I would have knocked your head off," Qing Tan said disdainfully, constantly reminding him to be careful.
"Cough cough, I definitely wouldn't do that," Wuming quickly declared his innocence. To prevent the conversation from escalating, his fingers, still inserted in Qing Tan's vagina, began to move, the tips slightly curved, teasing the soft flesh inside, causing Qing Tan to moan again.
While he was doing this, Wuming was also observing Qing Tan's lower body. Although she was still wearing her underpants, the difference was practically negligible. Part of her underpants were now squeezed inside her body, the outer fabric taut, completely revealing the shape of her vagina. One side of her vulva was even completely exposed due to the underpants being inside. Even the other side, though covered by the underpants, was of little use, as Qing Tan's underpants were already thin and, further soaked by her vaginal fluids, almost transparent. So even if the underpants were still on, what was exposed was visible, and what wasn't, was still visible through the fabric.
Now that Qing Tan's stockings were torn, Wuming no longer intended to merely play with her lower body through her clothing. His right hand slipped inside the edge of her panties, pressing directly against her mons pubis. While his left hand teased her vagina, his right hand, not to be outdone, accurately located the clitoris. Using his right index finger and thumb, he pinched the clitoris between her fingers. Seeing Qing Tan tremble slightly, Wuming's two fingers began to caress the clitoris, gently squeezing, pressing, and teasing it. He used every technique he knew, causing Qing Tan to moan a few more times. At this moment, his left index finger, still moving, broke free from the confines of her panties. With no further restriction, Wuming inserted the remaining two-thirds of his index finger into Qing Tan's vagina.
The insertion of his finger was somewhat slow. Although Wuming knew that Qing Tan was most likely no longer a virgin, he still held a sliver of hope, hoping to take the girl's first time. However, once half of his finger was inserted into Qing Tan's vagina, his expectations were dashed. He knew that this girl could never truly belong to him. Despite the slight disappointment, he quickly recovered, as this was something he had anticipated, so it didn't have any real impact on him.
After most of his finger was inside Qing Tan's vagina, Wuming stopped. His left hand remained still, quietly feeling the tightness of Qing Tan's vagina. Although he had only inserted one finger, the pressure from inside her vagina still seemed to threaten to squeeze it out. Especially when Wuming pinched Qing Tan's clitoris with two fingers of his right hand, he could clearly feel the tender flesh inside Qing Tan's vagina slightly tighten. This tightness gave his fingers a slight sense of pleasure.
"Lord Qing Tan, your little hole is so tight! Even my fingers feel so good!" Wuming exclaimed, quite satisfied with Qing Tan's vagina.