Though Liu Yun'er was full of anticipation, she was still a virgin—how could she possibly answer such a bold question? She quickly lowered her head again, her face even redder than before. She didn't say a word, but her silence was clearly a form of consent.
"You silly boy—she's your wife. If you don't fuck her, who will? Go on!" Liu Yiru scolded playfully, giving her son's erect cock a light slap.
Ye Fei chuckled, shifted his weight, and moved closer to Liu Yun'er. He wrapped his arms around her and immediately pressed his lips to hers.
Overe with shyness, Liu Yun'er froze. She didn't move, didn't even respond awkwardly as she had before—she simply let Ye Fei kiss her.
Seeing this, Liu Yiru leaned in close to Liu Yun'er's ear and whispered gently, "Yun'er, don't be nervous. You two are getting married soon. This is pletely normal. What I just did with him—that was technically an affair, and right in front of you, his wife—and I wasn't shy. So you have nothing to be embarrassed about."
Thanks to Liu Yiru's forting words, Liu Yun'er finally relaxed a little. She began to respond awkwardly to Ye Fei's kiss, and soon melted into it, lost in the heat of the moment.
Only when Liu Yun'er was breathless did Ye Fei finally pull away. He gently lowered her onto the bed, laying her flat, and slowly peeled off her nightgown.
She wasn't wearing a bra underneath. Once the gown was gone, only a pair of white panties remained. Exposing her body for the first time, Liu Yun'er instinctively crossed her arms over her chest.
Ye Fei gently lifted her arms above her head, holding them there with one hand to keep them from falling back. With his other hand, he cupped one of her perfectly sized breasts and began to fondle it softly.
The tingling pleasure from her chest made Liu Yun'er squirm slightly. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked up at Ye Fei, nervously asking, "Does it feel a lot worse than Aunt Liu Yiru's?"
"It's not as good as my mom's, but it's still very nice," Ye Fei answered honestly. Even if Liu Yun'er's breasts had felt just as good as his mother's, in his heart, his mom would always be the best.
Liu Yiru shot her son a glare, then said gently to Liu Yun'er, "Don't listen to him, Yun'er. Yours are a bit smaller now, but you're still young. Let him play with them more often—they'll grow. Soon enough, you'll be just as big as me and your mom. For now, just relax and enjoy what he's doing."
"Okay…" Liu Yun'er nodded softly and closed her eyes again, letting herself enjoy the moment. Though Ye Fei's words were blunt, she wasn't upset. She knew her breasts couldn't pare to Liu Yiru's in size or shape. If he had lied to her, *that* would've made her uneasy.
After a while, Ye Fei released her hands. She didn't try to cover herself again. Instead, she let him cup both breasts, even arching slightly when he took one of her nipples into his mouth, mimicking how he had suckled his mother earlier. The sensation was even better than when he used just his hands.
After lingering on her breasts for some time, Ye Fei began to move downward. He kissed her flat stomach slowly, making his way to the most intimate part of her body.
He gently parted her soft, tender thighs and noticed that her white panties were already soaked through, clinging tightly to her skin. The outline of her virgin pussy—pink and delicate—was faintly visible beneath the fabric.
Ye Fei hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down. Liu Yun'er lifted her hips slightly to help him, letting him remove the last piece of clothing from her body.
"Haha! Just like I thought!" Ye Fei exclaimed excitedly once her panties were off.
"What are you yelling about?" Liu Yiru scolded, startled.
Even Liu Yun'er, overwhelmed with embarrassment, peeked through her fingers to see what had made him shout.
Ye Fei grinned. "I've always wondered—since Yun'er is Aunt Qiao's daughter, would she have the same butterfly pussy? And sure enough, she does!"
"Ugh…" Liu Yun'er moaned in embarrassment, covering her face again with both hands.
Liu Yiru leaned in curiously. After a look, she said, "It really does look like a little butterfly. Is your Aunt Qiao's pussy really like this too?"
"Yep. Same shape, just a bit darker in color," Ye Fei replied with a nod.
Liu Yiru laughed. "You're one lucky guy. Even I want to kiss such a pretty little butterfly."
"Then you'll have to wait your turn. This is my wife's pussy—I get the first taste," Ye Fei said with a grin, lowering his head between Liu Yun'er's legs.
Liu Yun'er listened to them casually discussing her most intimate parts, and though she was mortified, the strange disfort she'd always felt before was gone. In its place was a new, unfamiliar sensation—curious, thrilling, and warm.
Before she could even process it, she felt a hot breath on her untouched virgin pussy. Her body tensed. Then came a warm, wet sensation—Ye Fei's tongue. A wave of pleasure she'd never felt before washed over her, and her body trembled.
Though it felt incredible, it also deepened her embarrassment. Her hands pressed tighter against her face.
Liu Yiru leaned in again and forted her. "Yun'er, don't be shy. The fact that he wants to lick your pussy is a sign of love. My pussy gets licked by him every day. Doesn't it feel amazing?"
"Mm…" Liu Yun'er let out a tiny moan. Then her body jerked as Ye Fei used both thumbs and forefingers to gently spread the "wings" of her butterfly pussy, exposing her glistening pink folds.
Her virgin entrance was now fully on display, and Ye Fei couldn't help but swallow hard. He leaned in, extended his tongue, and gave her a slow, deliberate lick from bottom to top.
"Ah…" A trembling moan escaped Liu Yun'er's lips. Her hips lifted instinctively, her pussy clenching and releasing as a gush of clear nectar spilled out—only to be lapped up by Ye Fei's tongue.
"See? I wasn't lying, was it? Doesn't it feel amazing?" Liu Yiru teased gently, now taking over where Ye Fei had left off—cupping one of Liu Yun'er's breasts and caressing it softly to heighten her pleasure.
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