Yiren - PART 3 - First Half of Train Wreck

As the second half of the show commenced, Yiren felt a thrill of anticipation mixed with trepidation. The fans had been allowed to fondle and worship her for mere minutes, but now it was time for her to reciprocate their ardor in the most intimate way possible.

The first fan, an adoring fanboy clad in EVERGLOW merchandise and speaking in fervent fan jargon, stepped forward with a look of pure ecstasy on his face. His average-sized cock strained against his pants, clearly eager for attention.

Yiren sank to her knees before him, her eyes locked on the bulge in his underwear. She reached out and slowly unzipped his fly, freeing his erection with deliberate slowness.

"Oh my god, Yiren... you're making a fan's dream come true," the fanboy stammered, his voice trembling with excitement as she wrapped her hand around his shaft.

Yiren gave him a sultry smile before leaning in and dragging her tongue along the underside of his cock, from base to tip. The salty musk of his arousal filled her nostrils, making her mouth water in anticipation.

"Mmm, you taste so good already," she purred, taking him into her mouth and swirling her tongue around the head. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking him with increasing fervor as he moaned and gripped her hair.

"Fuck yeah, suck that dick... You're the best, Yiren!" the fanboy cried out, his hips bucking involuntarily as she worked his cock.

Yiren hummed around his shaft, sending vibrations through his flesh. She took him deeper, relaxing her throat to accommodate his girth, and then pulled back just enough to catch his precum on her tongue before diving back down.

The fanboy was panting now, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he neared the edge. Yiren increased her pace, sucking harder and faster, determined to make him cum within the allotted two minutes.

With a final, deepthroat swallow, she felt him throb in her mouth as he erupted, spilling hot ropes of cum down her throat. She milked him for every drop, swallowing greedily until his twitching cock went limp in her hand.

As the last trickle of semen slid down her esophagus, Yiren pulled back and looked up at the fanboy with a satisfied smirk. "Mmm, delicious," she said, licking her lips clean of his essence.

The taste was salty and slightly bitter, but also strangely intoxicating - a potent cocktail of masculine arousal and adoration that left Yiren craving more. She rose to her feet, brushing off her dress as the fanboy collapsed back onto his chair, a blissful expression on his face.

One down, nine to go. The real test was only beginning...

As the innocent sweetheart approached, Yiren could sense his nervous energy. Dressed modestly, he seemed almost out of place amidst the sexual fervor that now permeated the studio. His eyes were wide with wonder and reverence as he gazed at her, treating the idol as an untouchable icon.

The sweetheart's cock was average in size, but it stood proudly erect in his pants, a testament to the potent arousal coursing through his innocent veins. Despite its hardness, there was a palpable hesitancy about him - as if he wasn't quite sure what to do with this overwhelming desire.

Yiren offered him a gentle smile, reaching out to unzip his fly and free his straining erection. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you," she reassured him, her voice soft and soothing.

She wrapped her hand around his shaft, feeling the heat radiating from his flesh even through her touch. The sweetheart gasped at the contact, his hips twitching involuntarily as Yiren began to jerk him off with slow, deliberate strokes.

"Yiren... it feels so good," he whispered, his eyes fluttering closed in bliss as she worked his cock. "You're so beautiful..."

Yiren continued her ministrations, gradually increasing the pace of her hand movements as the sweetheart's breaths grew more ragged. His arousal was evident not just in his stiffening member, but also in the way his body trembled with barely contained excitement.

With a final, forceful squeeze around the head of his cock, Yiren felt him convulse in her grip as he came undone. Thick ropes of cum erupted from his tip, coating her hand and forearm in his hot release.

The sweetheart cried out in ecstasy, his whole body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over him. Yiren kept stroking him through his orgasm, milking every last drop until he was spent and sagging in relief.

As the final spurts of semen dribbled from his softening cock, Yiren used her fingers to scoop up the mess on her hand and bring it to her face. She smeared his essence across her cheeks and lips, savoring the taste and texture of his innocence.

The sweetheart watched in awe as she cleaned herself, his chest heaving with exertion and emotion. "Thank you, Yiren," he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper. "That was amazing..."

Yiren gave him a sweet, encouraging smile before turning to address the audience once more. Two fans down, eight to go... and the night was still young.

The playful tease strode onto the stage with a swagger in his step, a mischievous glint in his eye that promised trouble. He was always quick with a witty jab or light-hearted taunt, relishing in the chance to rile up his idol and push her buttons.

As he laid back on the chair, Yiren couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at his boldness. But she knew better than to take offense - this fan's playful nature was as much a part of him as his infectious laugh.

With a grin, he guided Yiren's feet onto his lap, positioning them just so around his large, throbbing erection. "Now that's what I call VIP treatment," he quipped, giving her sole a playful pinch.

Yiren bit back a chuckle, focusing instead on the task at hand. She wrapped her slender legs around his and began to pump up and down, using the leverage of her feet to stroke his cock with deliberate slowness.

The tease groaned in pleasure, his hands gripping her ankles as he thrust up into her touch. "Fuck yeah, that's it... Use those pretty feet on my dick," he panted, his eyes half-lidded with lust.

Yiren obliged, increasing the speed and **** of her movements. The tease's laughter soon turned to gasps and moans as she worked him over, his cock pulsing and leaking precum with each pass of her soles.

"Mmm, you feel amazing," he murmured, his hips bucking up to meet her feet as he neared the edge. "I'm gonna cum all over those sexy legs..."

With a final, powerful thrust, Yiren felt him explode, hot jets of cum spurting from his tip and painting her thighs in thick streaks. She kept pumping through his orgasm, milking every last drop until he was spent and twitching with aftershocks.

As the tease collapsed back against the chair, panting and satisfied, Yiren slowly released her legs and stood up, a triumphant smile playing on her lips. Cum dripped down her calves, leaving a sticky trail in its wake – a testament to the playful fan's enthusiastic release.

Three fans down, seven to go... and already the night was shaping up to be one unforgettable sexual odyssey for Yiren.

The shy bookworm approached Yiren with a timid smile, his glasses slipping down his nose as he fidgeted nervously in front of her. He was an introvert by nature, preferring to lose himself in the pages of a good novel rather than engage in the raucous festivities unfolding around them.

Despite his reserved demeanor, however, there was something about Yiren's presence that seemed to bring out a lecherous side in him - one he kept carefully hidden from the rest of the world. As she stood before him, her chest heaving with anticipation, the bookworm's gaze drifted downward, fixated on the tempting mounds of her breasts.

With trembling hands, he reached up and cupped her tits, kneading them gently as if testing their weight. Yiren let out a soft moan, arching into his touch as he began to roughly pinch and tug at her nipples.

The bookworm's cock twitched in response, straining against the confines of his pants as his arousal grew. "You're so beautiful," he whispered hoarsely, his blush deepening as he leaned in to capture a pert nipple between his lips.

Yiren gasped as he sucked hard on the sensitive bud, her hands coming up to tangle in his hair and hold him close. The bookworm continued his ministrations, alternating between nipples as he fucked them with his mouth, his tongue swirling around the peaks before he bit down just hard enough to send jolts of pleasure shooting through her body.

As his oral **** intensified, Yiren felt a damp spot forming on her dress where the bookworm's huge cock was tenting his pants. She reached down and palmed him through the fabric, feeling the thick heat radiating from his shaft.

Encouraged by her touch, the bookworm fumbled with his zipper, freeing his massive erection to slap against his stomach. Yiren's eyes widened at the sight of it - long, thick, and pulsing with need.

Without hesitation, she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head, sucking him deep into her mouth as he groaned in ecstasy. Her throat constricted around him as she took him in inch by inch until his cockhead hit the back of her esophagus.

The bookworm's hips bucked wildly, fucking her face with abandon as he chased his climax. Yiren gagged and sputtered around his girth, but she didn't stop, determined to make him cum hard for her.

With a final, brutal thrust, the bookworm erupted, flooding Yiren's mouth with thick ropes of hot semen. She swallowed desperately, trying to take it all as he continued to pump his cock against her tongue and palate.

As the last spurts subsided, Yiren pulled back, gasping for air as a string of cum connected her lips to the bookworm's softening dick. She licked her lips clean, savoring the salty tang of his release, before turning to face the audience once more with a sultry smile.

Four fans down, six to go... and already Yiren was feeling the effects of this marathon session of sexual worship. But she refused to show weakness - not when there were so many more eager devotees waiting in line for their turn with her.

The dreamy romantic approached Yiren with a look of pure adoration in his eyes, his heart pounding in his chest at the prospect of sharing such intimate moments with his idol. He was enamored by the very idea of love, seeing their encounter not just as a sexual act, but as a profound connection between two souls.

As he laid Yiren back onto the plush sofa, she couldn't help but notice the sizeable bulge straining against his pants - a surprise given his gentle demeanor. The romantic seemed oblivious to her gaze, too consumed by his own emotions to care about anything else.

He knelt beside her, taking her hands in his and pressing them against his chest as he gazed deep into her eyes. "Yiren... I've always dreamed of this moment," he breathed, his voice trembling with heartfelt sincerity. "Of being so close to you, of touching you..."

Yiren's heart melted at the raw emotion pouring out of him, a rare vulnerability that touched her deeply. She squeezed his hands in response, offering what comfort she could as he leaned down to capture her lips in a tender kiss.

The dreamy romantic's caress was gentle yet insistent, his fingers trailing along Yiren's curves as if memorizing every inch of her body. He kissed and nipped at her neck, working his way downward until he reached the swell of her breasts.

With reverent hands, he cupped and squeezed the soft mounds, thumbing over her nipples until they pebbled beneath his touch. Yiren arched into him, a soft moan escaping her lips as pleasure rippled through her form.

Encouraged by her response, the romantic shifted lower, sliding his hands down to unfasten his pants and free his massive erection. He positioned himself between Yiren's thighs, the head of his cock nudging at her entrance as he looked into her eyes once more.

"I love you, Yiren," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion as he slowly pushed forward, sinking into her warmth inch by delicious inch until he was fully sheathed inside her. "I've always loved you..."

Yiren's breath caught in her throat at the feeling of his thick cock filling her so completely, stretching her inner walls to their limits. She wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him deeper as they began to move together in a sensual rhythm.

The dreamy romantic fucked Yiren with long, deep strokes, each thrust punctuated by declarations of love and devotion. Yiren met his passion with equal fervor, her hips rising to meet his as she lost herself in the intensity of their connection.

As he neared his climax, the romantic's thrusts grew more erratic, his cock pulsing inside her as he chased his release. With a final, **** push, he buried himself to the hilt and came undone, spilling his seed deep within Yiren's welcoming heat.

Yiren cried out in pleasure, her inner muscles clenching around him as she felt wave after wave of his hot cum filling her up. The dreamy romantic collapsed onto her, panting heavily as they basked in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

As he pulled out and dressed, Yiren couldn't help but smile at the sight of the flushed, satisfied man standing before her - a testament to the power of love, even in the midst of such carnal desires. Five fans down, five to go... and each one had left an indelible mark on her heart and soul.