Deviant: No Longer Human

"I... was just feeling good today... and wanted to try something different," Chen Meili stammered, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Wang Xiao nodded, his eyes now noticing the expensive-looking furry red jacket she was wearing.

"Then let's make your day even better," Wang Xiao declared, rising to his feet and swiftly shedding his clothes.

His words caught her completely off guard, her weak nod betraying her uncertainty of what to do next.

Wang Xiao deftly struggled to untie her panties, determined to remove them. Despite the challenge, he persisted until he triumphantly overcame the obstacle, tossing them away with a flourish.

The sudden wave of cold washed over Chen Meili, causing her breath to hitch and her skin to tingle. In the midst of this sudden chill, she felt something scorching hot press against her skin, instantly realizing that his erection was rigid and pressing against her thighs like an unyielding rod.

Her eyes glazed over slightly, a mixture of anticipation and racing heartbeats, as she let her thoughts wander to the next scene.

With deliberate precision, Wang Xiao parted her legs, positioning his throbbing member against her moist entrance.

As he expertly rubbed himself against her folds, she couldn't ignore the contrasting sensations—her exterior dryness contrasting with the lingering dampness inside, a subtle sign of her growing arousal.

And then, he slipped inside, effortlessly breaching her entrance.

"Ahn...," a strain of pain and nervousness etched across Chen Meili's face.

"Is this your first time?" Wang Xiao inquired, his surprise barely detectable.

"Yes...," Chen Meili nodded, biting down on her lower lip, a mix of nervousness and desire coursing through her veins.

She had never found the time for such activities in the past, and yet, here she was...

Wang Xiao's expression solidified, his eyes sparkling with a mix of anticipation and excitement. The thought of being the first to experience this intimate moment with a virgin sent a surge of energy through his body.

Chen Meili clenched her fingers, her nails digging into the palms of her hands as she felt her body being slowly filled.

Suddenly, her eyes shot open, wide with a mixture of fear and surprise.

"Ugh! It hurts!"

With one swift movement, Wang Xiao pierced through her hymen, causing a sharp intake of breath from Chen Meili. Without skipping a beat, he leaned in, his lips gently pressing against her neck, leaving a trail of heated kisses.

As the initial pain subsided, Chen Meili's strained face transformed into a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.

"Are you okay now?" Wang Xiao asked.

"It... tingles a bit.." Chen Meili let out a weak nod, her eyes brimming with tears as she realized that today, she would lose her virginity.

A soft chuckle escaped her lips, accompanied by a slight tingling sensation that made her whole face flush crimson.

Wang Xiao acknowledged her response with a nod of his own. A sharp glint danced in his eyes as he spoke, "That's good, because now it's going to hurt."

!!

His innocent smile sent shivers down Chen Meili's spine, her shock turning into a mix of anticipation and nerves.

With a slight withdrawal, he repositioned himself and began to move his hips, a controlled rhythm that sent waves of pleasure cascading through both of their bodies.

His hands firmly held onto her waist as he leaned closer, his warm breath intermingling with the soft moans escaping her lips.

And as he softly nibbled on her nipples, Chen Meili's senses became heightened, awash with a vivid intensity she had never experienced before.

"Mnghh... Wang Xiao, wait!" she gasped. But true to his words, Wang Xiao only gave her a subtle smile that sent an electrifying shiver down her spine.

As if possessed by a hunger for more, he tightened his grip on her legs, preventing them from closing, and began to pound with an unmatched intensity.

*Pakh!*

*Pakh!*

*Pakh!*

The room became a symphony of her passionate moans, each one echoing through the air. Chen Meili's entire body burned with a strange sensation, a blend of pleasure and pain that spun her senses out of control.

With every swift motion, his rigid member plunged deeper into her pulsating core, eliciting an intoxicating mixture of cries and gasps from her lips, lost in the pleasure that consumed her.

"Are you going to do it inside?" Chen Meili suddenly jolted awake from her trance-like state, her eyes slightly hazy as if drugged with alcohol.

As Wang Xiao continued his thrusts, a chuckle escaped his lips. "It doesn't matter... You'll have to take a pill anyway," he replied, his rhythm unbroken.

"O-Okay then..." Chen Meili reluctantly agreed, a hint of hesitation hidden beneath the surface of her thoughts.

Deep down, she knew the risk of going without contraceptives, but she chose to remain silent.

The room became filled once more with the sounds of her moans, each moment stretching into eternity as the minutes ticked by. Chen Meili's inexperience allowed her to endure, even as her doubts lingered.

Finally, with a heavy breath, Wang Xiao withdrew from her, a sense of pride evident on his face. A mixture of white and red liquid seeped out from her vagina, serving as undeniable proof of her virginity.

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In the Wang family villa, a heavy, melancholic atmosphere hung in the air. The dining table remained eerily empty, save for Wang Jiarong and Xinyue Zhilan, who sat in silence.

Wang Xueying, as was her usual habit, opted to stay away, while the unexpected absence of Wang Mei added an extra layer of tension.

Meanwhile, Wang Zhihao toiled away on a project outside, his presence forgotten by everyone inside the villa.

"Are you still dwelling on that?" Xinyue Zhilan probed, her patience wearing thin.

Wang Jiarong slowly lifted her gaze, fixing a deep, searching look on Xinyue Zhilan before eventually shaking her head.

"Sigh..." A profound sigh escaped from Xinyue Zhilan's lips, her realization that Wang Jiarong was likely concealing her true feelings.

She knew her daughter well enough to sense that something was bothering her, even if Wang Jiarong chose not to admit it. She looked at her with a mixture of concern and motherly love, wishing her daughter would open up.

"Jiarong, you can talk to me. I'm here for you," Xinyue Zhilan encouraged.

Wang Jiarong hesitated for a moment, her expression a mix of emotions. Then, she finally spoke, "Mom, there's something I need to confess. I can't keep it inside anymore."

Wang Jiarong had been wrestling with the idea of coming clean about the recent school drama. Initially, the thought had felt like an unwelcome guest, but as the minutes ticked by, it grew more insistent. She realized that time was running out, and the truth would inevitably come to light, even if her involvement had been indirect.

*Creak...*

Just as she was mustering the courage to speak, the heavy wooden door swung open. Wang Xiao entered, his figure looking fatigued and disheveled. Both Wang Jiarong and Xinyue Zhilan turned their attention to him.

"Why are you not wearing your jacket? Do you want to catch a cold?" Xinyue Zhilan scolded, her gaze fixed on Wang Xiao, who was carrying his jacket rather than wearing it.

Wang Xiao, unfazed by the question, reached into his pocket and produced Feng Xiyi's phone. He slid it across the table toward Wang Jiarong, his tired eyes speaking volumes.

"Take it, do whatever you want with the photos," he said wearily, then turned and made his way towards the staircase. His steps were heavy, and his weariness was at extreme.

He longed for some rest, and the prospect of a shower.

For safety's sake, he kept a cautious distance from the others. He didn't want them to catch a whiff of the telltale scent of their previous activities.

"Mm? What is this?" Wang Jiarong wondered aloud as she picked up the phone. It held a mysterious allure, its screen revealing only a series of numbers.

With a hint of curiosity, she attempted the numbers as a passcode, and to her surprise, the phone unlocked.

As she delved into its contents, a startling realization dawned upon her. She recognized the owner of the phone and was shocked to find it contained her own pictures. Her eyes widened as she glanced at the fading figure of Wang Xiao.

"H-How did he?" she muttered in disbelief, her voice trembling with the weight of unanswered questions.

"What is it, Jiarong? What did he give to you?" Xinyue Zhilan, seated on the other side of the table, couldn't contain her curiosity.

Wang Jiarong, still in a state of shock, didn't respond with words. Instead, she silently pushed the phone toward Xinyue Zhilan, urging her to see for herself.

Xinyue Zhilan's expression mirrored the same mixture of astonishment and confusion. "How...?" she began, equally perplexed.

Neither of them had any answers, and Wang Xiao had departed without offering any explanations.

"I... I should go and ask him," Wang Jiarong suggested, standing up.

Xinyue Zhilan, however, halted her with a raised hand. "Don't go; he might still be upset about this morning's incident."

"But...?" Wang Jiarong looked torn, her uncertainty evident.

Xinyue Zhilan reassured her, "I'll go talk to him later tonight."

"Okay," Wang Jiarong agreed, for now, placing her trust in Xinyue Zhilan's decision.