QOS: Genshin Impact NTR - Yelan was taken away by a black man during a date

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The night was as dark as ink, and the lights of Liyue Harbor shimmered like gold dust on the rippling water. Yelan leaned against the stone railing of the dock, a deep blue dress clinging to her slender yet voluptuous figure, the neckline slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone. A slender menthol cigarette rested between her fingers, the smoke rising from her lips like her usual enigmatic riddles.

Tonight, she was waiting for the traveler. The stranger, who always wore a gentle smile, had invited her to spend the night at the port. She rarely took the initiative like this, but tonight, she wanted to try the kind of anticipation that only ordinary women experience. The minty scent of tobacco mingled with the sea breeze, slightly calming the rare tension in her heart.

"Miss, it's not very safe for you to smoke alone."

A deep, unfamiliar voice sounded from behind her, carrying a heavy foreign accent. Ye Lan turned her head slightly and saw a tall man with skin as dark as the night standing not far away. He wore a loose shirt, his muscles bulging faintly beneath the fabric, a carefree smile on his lips, his gaze sweeping over her body without any attempt at concealment.

Ye Lan frowned slightly, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said in a voice as cold as frost, "I don't need company. Go away."

The Black man didn't back down; instead, he stepped forward, his smile deepening. "Such a beautiful Asian woman, it's such a waste for her to smoke alone. Here, let me buy you a drink, how about it?"

A clear look of disgust flashed in Ye Lan's eyes. She had always disliked this kind of blatant pestering, especially from this wild-looking foreign man. "I'll say it again, get out of my way. I'm waiting for someone."

The black man chuckled softly, then suddenly reached out, his movements so fast she couldn't react. His large hand slipped under her skirt, his rough fingertips pressing unceremoniously against her private parts, kneading them forcefully through the thin fabric.

"You—!" Ye Lan's pupils suddenly contracted, and her body stiffened abruptly. She tried to back away, but the other person's other strong arm firmly gripped her waist. Fingers roughly pressed and dug through the fabric, the sudden stimulation making her legs go weak.

"Let go......" she hissed through gritted teeth, her voice trembling. The black man's fingers were incredibly skillful, precisely finding the sensitive protrusion and gently kneading and pressing it. Ye Lan's breathing quickened, the cigarette slipped from her fingers, fell to the ground, and was scattered by the sea breeze.

"Stop pretending, miss. You're already wet down there." The black man whispered in her ear, his hot breath spraying her neck, his fingers going deeper, digging into her increasingly moist crevice through the fabric.

Ye Lan's legs involuntarily tightened, only to clamp the other man's fingers even more firmly. A wave of shame and pleasure washed over her; she bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the low moan in her throat. But the black man's movements grew faster and faster, his fingertips repeatedly scraping and stirring at the entrance of her flower path, quickly finding that soft spot that made her whole body tremble.

"Ah...no..." Ye Lan's eyes were slightly unfocused, and her body convulsed gently in the other's arms. The climax came unexpectedly; her lower body tightened suddenly, and a surge of heat uncontrollably flowed out, soaking the black man's fingers and her skirt.

The Black man chuckled with satisfaction, withdrew his finger, and waved it in front of her eyes; it was covered in glistening liquid. "See, your body tells a much better story than your mouth. Come on, let's go to a nice place."

Still reeling from her climax, Ye Lan's legs were so weak she could barely stand. She tried to push him away, but the black man swept her up in his arms and strode towards a nearby alley. Her consciousness was hazy; she could only vaguely sense that she had been led into a love hotel.

As soon as the door closed, the black man pinned her to the bed and roughly tore open her skirt. Ye Lan's voluptuous body was completely exposed to the air. She tried to resist, but was firmly pinned down by his strong body. The black man's enormous penis was already hard as iron, thick, long, and dark, radiating an astonishing heat.

"No...I..." Ye Lan's voice trembled slightly, but turned into a broken moan when the other party pressed the thick glans against her wet opening.

The black man thrust his hips without any mercy, plunging his entire penis inside. The feeling of being completely stretched open made Ye Lan throw her head back and let out a long-suppressed scream. The black man began to thrust violently, each stroke reaching the deepest point, making her clitoris tingle. Ye Lan's hands gripped the sheets tightly, tears streaming down her face, but she couldn't deny the pleasure surging deep within her body.

"You slut, you're squeezing so tight, and you still say no?" the black man growled, his hands gripping her full breasts, kneading them forcefully, his hips pounding like a pile driver. Ye Lan's moans grew louder and louder, her cries echoing in the room.

Round after round of intercourse, Ye Lan was driven to a daze, experiencing orgasm after orgasm. Finally, the black man ejaculated hot, thick semen inside her, completely filling her uterus. Ye Lan collapsed onto the bed, her vagina slightly open, white fluid mixed with her vaginal discharge constantly overflowing, flowing down her buttocks onto the sheets.

...

Meanwhile, the traveler (Little Yellow Hair) finally arrived near the port. He overheard a few idlers whispering by the roadside: "There was a gorgeous woman just now, taken into a love hotel by a big black man. Her moans were incredibly seductive; she's probably still being fucked right now."

The traveler's heart sank, and his expression changed slightly. He hurried towards the inn, a bad premonition rising within him. Could it be Ye Lan?

Just as he pushed open the door to ask, a hand gently patted his shoulder from behind.

"Sorry I'm late." Ye Lan's voice was calm as usual, with a familiar languor. She had changed into a new dress and looked no different from usual, except that there was still a faint blush on her cheeks.

The traveler turned around, paused for a moment, then smiled: "It's alright, I just arrived too. Let's go, the night view is nice tonight."

Ye Lan smiled slightly, took his arm, and the two walked side by side toward the brightly lit street. Her steps were slightly unsteady, but she concealed it very well.

Only she knew that her vagina, filled with the black man's semen, was still twitching slightly. Thick semen blocked her cervix, slowly seeping out with each step, soaking her panties. With each step, the sticky, full feeling reminded her of her recent depravity.

A complex smile appeared on Ye Lan's lips—tonight's date seemed to be more exciting than she had imagined.