Time flies, and before we knew it, it was the weekend of the comic convention that Shen Youyi had been raving about.
This girl is incredibly proactive.
I bought them without hesitation, and the stack of delivery boxes was higher than the papers on my desk.
She mysteriously unpacked it for me to see—a cosplay outfit of Qiqi from Genshin Impact, a blue and white Taoist robe and skirt with an off-shoulder design, paired with the iconic talisman and round hat.
"Brother! Wear this!" She pulled out a big box and shoved it into my hand.
Upon opening it, I found it was Chongyun's, with a white and blue main color scheme, a wide-sleeved cloak, an ice-themed style, and a prop one-handed sword.
Shen Youyi's eyes shone like stars: "When the two of us stand together, we'll be a perfect match!"
On the day of the comic convention.
I changed into my Chongyun outfit; the fabric was alright, but the cloak was a bit cumbersome. Stepping out of the room, I saw Shen Youyi already dressed in the living room.
I stopped in my tracks.
Damn... she really brought Qiqi out.
Her slender and well-proportioned figure was wrapped in that blue and white dress, revealing delicate shoulder lines.
The cinched waist made her waist appear incredibly slender.
Her black wig cascaded smoothly down her shoulders and neck, with a single tuft of hair sticking out in front of her forehead. She wore her signature talisman headdress, and her face was deliberately made up to look pale, which, combined with her naturally large, wet, and innocent eyes...
She looks exactly like Qiqi, the zombie loli from Genshin Impact, who stepped right out of the screen!
"Brother, does it look good?" She twirled around, her skirt billowing slightly, revealing white underneath... Wait a minute?
My gaze drifted downwards, and I saw she was wearing matching white ankle socks and... white lace-trimmed safety shorts? Safety shorts?!
"So...beautiful." My Adam's apple bobbed, my voice a little dry. A surge of rage welled up inside me. Qi Qi? Even Qi Qi would have to call her a grandmaster!
"You're so handsome too! Brother Chongyun!" She happily rushed over, her little hands groping around the ice pattern decoration on my chest.
"Wait." I grabbed her fidgeting wrist and lowered my voice. "Come with me for a moment."
"Huh? What's up?" She was confused as I half-dragged and half-pulled her into my room.
We closed the door, shutting out the sounds from the living room. Only the two of us remained in the room, along with that unspoken tension and excitement.
"What's wrong?" She blinked, noticing that Qiqi's talisman headdress was also swaying.
I didn't say anything, and quickly walked to the desk drawer. This drawer was usually locked, but I opened it today. I took out a delicate little box.
"Brother has something good to give you." I opened the box, and inside lay a pink, oval-shaped silicone object, connected to a small remote control. A vibrating egg.
Shen Youyi's eyes widened instantly, her face flushed bright red like a ripe strawberry, the color spreading all the way to the roots of her neck. Even the talisman couldn't hide it.
"Ah! You bad brother! How could you... how could you buy something like this!!" She stomped her foot in embarrassment, her voice barely audible, and she wanted to punch me in anger, but I held her hand firmly.
"Keep your voice down!" I grinned mischievously, leaning close to her ear and breathing hot air onto her sensitive earlobe. "Come on, little Qiqi, lift up your skirt."
She hesitated for a moment, biting her lower lip, her eyes darting around, but in the end she obediently and little by little lifted the hem of her blue and white dress, revealing the top of her thigh clad in white safety shorts.
"Not this," I said, my fingers sliding to the edge of her safety shorts, "take it off."
"Brother..." Her voice trailed off with a sob, her body trembling slightly.
Under my burning gaze, her fingers trembled as she hooked the edge of her safety shorts and slowly, bit by bit, pulled them down to her knees...
Then, my pupils suddenly contracted.
The safety shorts... are completely non-invasive!?
The smooth, white base of her thighs, the slightly raised, mysterious area, was completely empty!
The slightly raised hill was covered with fine, almost transparent down that had been trimmed to be extremely smooth and neat.
At this moment, the delicate pink jade gate, the edge of the tightly closed flower lips, was shimmering with a crystal-clear, moist reflection.
A rich, sweet, moist scent, mixed with her unique body fragrance, wafted over, instantly igniting the air.
"..." I froze for two seconds, my throat went dry, and my voice became hoarse, "Shen Youyi...you...you're such a fucking slut! You went to a comic convention without wearing underwear?"
"Ugh..." She was so embarrassed she almost buried her head in her chest, the talisman practically poking my chin, her voice barely audible, "It's...it's all my brother's fault..."
"Huh? Blame me?" I asked deliberately, but my fingers had already involuntarily reached for the wet, hot source between her legs.
She shrank back suddenly, her voice trembling with aggrieved sobs, yet even more alluring: "It's all...it's all brother's fault! Youyou...youyou always thinks about brother...down there...down there's always wet...I have to change several times a day...it's so annoying...that's why...that's why I stopped wearing them..." Her voice trailed off towards the end.
"Ha!" I chuckled softly, moving even closer until my nose almost touched the sensitive crook of her neck. "Youyou is such a... little slut who can't live without her brother's cock!" I emphasized the last word, as if branding it.
Her body trembled violently, and she let out a sob, a mixture of tacit shame and... a hint of arousal.
I won't say any more.
I held the pink vibrating egg in one hand, and with the other hand... I reached out with a clear purpose towards that secret garden that exuded a deadly allure.
I held the cool silicone sphere in my fingertips and gently touched the tip of her tightly closed lips—that small, plump, swollen, and firm cherry-like nipple, now completely engorged with blood and as hard and translucent as a pearl.
"Mmm~!" Shen Youyi shuddered as if she had been burned, letting out an extremely suppressed, melodious, and seductive nasal sound, and instinctively grabbed my arm tightly with both hands.
"Don't move." My voice was hoarse, carrying an unquestionable command.
My fingers deftly held the vibrating egg and began to play with it. First, very slowly, I used the smooth surface of the vibrating egg to rub, press, and gently peck at that engorged little clitoris in circles.
Every subtle movement sent a shiver through her body and elicited an even sweeter moan from her.
"Ah... Brother... Don't... Touch there... It's... It feels so strange..." Her waist swayed slightly like a fish out of water, trying to escape this deadly stimulation, but she was firmly held in my arms.
With my continued stimulation, the tight opening seemed to be awakened by a spring of life, and crystal-clear love fluid continuously gushed out from the tightly closed gaps, wetting the surrounding tender flesh and making it even more glistening, pink, and alluring.
The two plump, soft petals, like tender flower buds soaked with dew, trembled, shyly yet unable to resist blooming, opening a little bit of their petals.
That's about it.
I moved the vibrator down the glistening stream, along the wet, slightly raised mons pubis.
The sphere slid over her full labia majora, leaving a deeper wet stain in its wake.
I could feel her body tense up and her breathing quicken.
Finally, the rounded tip of the vibrating egg precisely pressed against the slightly parted, inviting opening that was constantly oozing honey-like fluid.
The tender entrance twitched violently upon being touched by the cold foreign object, greedily drawing in a trace of love fluid.
I began to apply a little pressure to my wrist while rotating it extremely slowly clockwise.
"Ughhhhh!!! It's...it's in..." Shen Youyi suddenly tilted her head back, her neck taut in a beautiful arc, letting out a scream that was forcibly suppressed deep in her throat!
Her body jerked upwards like a startled deer, but I held her down firmly.
Under my control, that round, pink ball, thanks to the abundant, sticky lubrication inside her, is slowly, inch by inch, rotating and drilling into the incredibly narrow, moist, and slippery entrance of her flower path!
I could clearly feel the supple resistance of the layers of folds inside that tender opening; they were both repelling and being forcibly pushed apart.
The vibrating egg rotated forward, like a spiraling siege drill bit, breaking through layers of humid heat.
As I went deeper, her moans grew louder and more broken.
"Ah...brother...it's too deep...it's hitting...it's hit there...it's so full...uhh~! Slower...it's rotating so well...it's so numb..."
I could feel her insides tightening, desperately trying to suck in the intruder.
Finally, the entire pink ball disappeared into the slightly everted, pink and wet entrance of the vagina. Only glistening, sticky strands remained at the edge of the crevice.
But that's not enough.
"Sweetie, there's just a little bit more..." I used my middle finger, which was covered in her love juice, to smoothly and effortlessly probe into that moist crevice!
My fingertips were immediately enveloped from all sides by warm, supple, and wildly wriggling tender flesh!
"Ugh—!! Brother!!! Hands... fingers too... no!" Shen Youyi gasped and screamed violently, her nails almost digging into the flesh of my arm.
My goal is clear—a vibrating egg.
Fingertips explored the slippery, sticky passageway and soon found the small ball buried deeper inside.
With a little force, push it deeper into the cavity until it reaches a certain flexible barrier before stopping.
"Ugh ugh ...
I slowly pulled my finger out, bringing with it a thick, clear liquid.
"Ugh..." Shen Youyi let out a long, heavy groan, as if all her strength had been drained, and leaned limply against me.
Her forehead was pressed against my chest, and sweat soaked the edges of her wig.
Her cheeks were flushed like the sunset.
I helped her pull up her safety shorts and straightened her skirt.
She carefully straightened up, one hand nervously touching her lower abdomen, her brows slightly furrowed, her voice still hoarse and seductive from heavy breathing: "...It feels...like there's something stuffed inside...it's weird..."
A satisfied smile curved my lips as I took out the remote control and waved it in front of her: "There's something even stranger coming up." With that, I stuffed it into the hidden pocket of my Chongyun's wide sleeve.
"Brother, you're so annoying!" She playfully punched me, but it had no real effect.