His Peasant Wife : Yao Ling

Yao Ling was going to protest until she felt his lips landed on her neck. She put her arms around his neck, trying to prevent herself from falling. Was her husband really inexperienced? If she didn’t feel the pain from their colliding teeth, she certainly wouldn’t believe his innocence.

Yao Ying pushed his wife softly to the bed and she landed on her back. He looked at Yao Ling with eyes full of desires. He could also see the desire on her eyes. He waited for her reaction. Would she stop him?

"Husband... our promise..." There you go. She really stopped him. Yao Ying was a little disappointed, but there was nothing else he could do. He groaned in pain. If he could turn back times, he wouldn’t agree with her request. Maybe they should change the phrase. They could consummate the marriage when they were both ready. He really regretted it!

Yao Ying rolled over and landed beside Yao Ling. He sighed in disappointment. "Eighty-five days to go..." He mumbled to himself.

"What?" Yao Ling couldn’t hear what he was mumbling about.

He said louder, "Eighty-five days to go..."

"What do you mean?" Yao Ling furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

Yao Ying scowled at his gullible wife. "We need to wait eighty-five more days to do this."

Yao Ling blushed in embarrassment, knowing what he meant. "En... Are you okay?" She asked hesitantly. She felt a bit guilty for dampening the atmosphere. Would he feel that she was a stuck up for insisting the six-month celibate period?

Yao Ying saw the guilty look on her eyes and he didn’t have the heart to hurt her. This was just a painful hard-on, so he could live with it. "I’m okay." He looked down and pointed at his member down there. "Just a little bit hard on. I’ll be fine." He felt like punishing her for a bit, so he wanted to make her feel embarrassed for a bit. It was a bit petty on him, but he didn’t care. He enjoyed teasing her.

Just like what he predicted, when she saw his bulging down there, she blushed furiously. She hid in his embrace, trying to ignore his obvious hard-on. Yao Ying laughed at her cute expression and patted her back softly. "I’m just kidding. Don’t put it inside your heart. I can handle this."

After saying that, he heard a rumbling sound from his wife’s mouth. He didn’t hear it clearly, so he asked her, "What did you say?"

"Er... what can I do... to help you?" She asked softly once again, but more clearly and more confident than before.

"Wh... what?" Yao Ying asked in surprise. He was only teasing her and he certainly didn’t expect this reaction from her. She looked at him with clear eyes, showing her sincerity. And... he lost. His member was getting harder than before. He never realized the powerful effect that Yao Ling had on him. Only a simple question and a look from her and he went mushy.

Looking at her husband, she really pitied him. Was it really that torturing for him? She saw his face lit up when she offered her help. She felt she had made the right choice. Therefore, she asked him more confidently, "What can I do to help you?"

Yao Ying smiled widely at her. His breath was slightly hitched, but he couldn’t stop his excitement. "There’s a way."

"Ho... how?"

"I’ll show you how," Yao Ying’s voice became slightly hoarse. He gripped Yao Ling’s right hand softly, guiding it to his prominent bulge. "Touch it." He commanded her.

Yao Ling shyly touched it and she could feel the hotness. Yao Ying could feel her hesitancy and her slightly shaking hand. "It’s okay if you can’t do it." Yao Ying tried to be a gentleman and gave her a way out. However, it gave the opposite effect. It made her more certain with her choice. Yao Ying was her husband, so this was what wife supposed to do. There was nothing taboo or embarrassing about it.

She gripped it tighter. Yao Ying gritted his teeth in pain. "Softer... softer... not that tight! It hurts me." She was too excited and didn’t hold back her strength.

Yao Ling quickly released it, blushing. "I’m so sorry... I didn’t mean to."

Yao Ying smiled at her. "It’s okay. It’s better if I guide you with my hand." Yao Ling nodded and agreed with him. That night, for the first time, Yao Ling satisfied her husband with her hands. She finally understood why when she said her hands were sore; she got that kind of reactions from the elder. She blushed when she remembered it. She kept in mind not to mention about sore hand anymore in front of them!

The funny thing was while she got sore hands, Yao Ying grinned widely in satisfaction. ’As long as her husband happy...’ That was the only thing she thought about before she fell into a deep sleep.