Leopard Head Lin Chong

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Chapter One: Entering the Bridal Chamber, Zhang Xia Recalls the

Past; Lin Chong Displays His Divine Power at His Wedding .

It is said that in the tenth year of Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty, although the powerful Liao Dynasty to the north was eyeing the Central Plains, and the Western Xia and Tubo to the west were also eyeing the Central Plains, Kaifeng, the capital

city, remained a place of peace and prosperity.

It was midsummer, and Wutong Street was brightly decorated and bustling with activity. Lin Ning, the twelfth-generation

descendant of was marrying his son.

His father-in-law, Zhang Tianshan, was also a formidable figure in Kaifeng, having served as the archery instructor of the Imperial Guard. With his strong waist and

long arms, he was known as "Little Yang Youji" for his exceptional archery skills. However, as he aged, his eyesight deteriorated, and his physical strength declined, he

gradually fell out of favor with the court. His wife had died early, leaving him only a daughter named Zhang Xia. Fortunately, she was intelligent

and quick-witted from a young age, understanding and considerate, and also possessed a slender figure and graceful bearing—a natural beauty.

Lin Ning and Zhang Tianshan were both serving the Song Dynasty emperor and had known each other for some time. One day, while

drinking at a teahouse, Lin Ning expressed his concern that his son, Lin Chong, spent his days loitering in the alleys and brothels,

neglecting indulging in fighting and violence

. He expressed a desire to find him a wife. Zhang Tianshan, in dire straits and struggling

to make ends meet , uttered polite words like, "My daughter is plain and unattractive, I fear she may disgrace our family." The two found themselves

getting along well and, emboldened by the wine, arranged the marriage.

Zhang Xia sat quietly in the bridal chamber, dressed as alluring as a spring mountain. Her husband, Lin Chong, had not yet entered, presumably

greeting guests outside.

She quietly lifted her veil and saw that the room was simply furnished, bright and clean, with several large

"double happiness" characters pasted on the windows, exuding a festive atmosphere.

She closed her eyes, lost in reverie, the thought of spending the rest of her life with another stranger filling her

with tenderness. Her thoughts drifted with the flickering candlelight on the table…

That year, Zhang Xia was fourteen, her beauty just beginning to blossom, bright eyes and white teeth, captivatingly beautiful.

She remembered it was on a summer day like this, the bright sunlight streaming through the gaps in the grape trellis into

the quiet courtyard. Zhang Xia lay asleep on a mahogany couch, wearing a jade brocade robe that accentuated her snow-white

skin, her pert breasts faintly visible, her cheeks flushed like a drunken concubine.

She wore a light red gauze skirt, her bound feet draped diagonally over the armrests of the couch, delicate

and charming.

Zhang Tianshan, returning from the training ground, drenched in sweat, suddenly saw his daughter's painting of sleeping begonias, and his long-dormant

heart was instantly stirred. Because he was busy with official business all day, he often asked Aunt Liu from next door to help with household affairs, and

his daughter 's daily life was taken care of by the maid Jin'er. He never expected that his daughter would grow up so much.

He stood there for a long time, his lust rising, his penis erect and hard as a rock. He felt

parched , his lower abdomen throbbing, and he frequently felt the urge to urinate.

Although he often frequented brothels, how could a firefly compete with the sun and moon? No matter how beautiful a prostitute was, she was as

delicate as a lotus emerging from the water.

He slowly knelt down, gently removed the light red gauze skirt, and lifted the undergarment. He saw a round,

white mons pubis covered with soft pubic hair, and a plump, full vulva, as smooth and glossy as

the dough . Perhaps because of the hot weather, her skin was damp, the color of human milk,

and exuded a faint fragrance. Her vulva opened and closed like a peach blossom, as if a baby's mouth was crying for milk.

Zhang Tianshan finally couldn't restrain himself any longer. Trembling, he placed his calloused hands on her high, protruding mons pubis

, caressing it. The touch was warm, delicate, and smooth as satin.

Just then, Zhang Xia woke up with a soft moan. In her sleep, she felt a gust of wind and sand brush

against her delicate skin, but when she opened her eyes, she saw her father admiring her most private parts. She

was stunned with fright.

Having been instilled with the "Three Obediences and Four Virtues" since childhood, her reverence for her father was deeply ingrained. Her

face flushed with shame, and she timidly asked, "Father, what are you doing?"

At that moment, the shadows of flowers shifted, and a nightingale sang sweetly on the grape trellis. The fragrance of a virgin mingled with the scent of flowers

wafting stimulating Zhang Tianshan's nerve endings. His desire was already burning in his heart. He couldn't hear

his daughter's timid voice; his eyes were filled only with her fair and rosy face.

"Good daughter, don't cry. Do as your father says, and I'll give you anything."

He took off her top, his rough hands already pinching her erect nipples, kneading them carefully. He

felt the warm, moist sensation, and his heart fluttered. Zhang Xia felt her cheeks burning, as if on fire, her whole body hot. A few moans escaped

her lips , her lips slightly upturned, making her even more endearing.

"I want the kind of silk satin that Xiao Mei from next door has, and it has to be from Yuhang."

She had seen Xiao Mei wearing a beautiful silk dress that day, and although she didn't say it aloud, she was very jealous

and longed to have something like that.

Zhang Tianshan saw his daughter's skin as smooth as jade, her lips as red as cinnabar, and her breasts erect, swaying in the wind. He was completely captivated and

lost all sense of reason.

"Good, good daughter... Father will also buy you palace flowers from Lin'an, jade bracelets from Jinling... Good Xia'er, you

smell so good!"

At this moment, he would even pluck the stars from the sky and give them to her. He released his hands, untied

the ribbon around his waist, and took off his long robe and undergarments, revealing his fairly strong chest, covered in a dense thicket of black hair that

was quite frightening. Zhang Xia's heart pounded, her blood rushed to her head, and she quickly closed her eyes, but then she squinted slightly

and saw that her father's manhood was already erect, making his underwear look like a tent.

Zhang Tianshan hugged his daughter tightly, feeling an irresistible itch, and pressed his stubble-covered mouth to hers,

the sounds of their lips smacking incessant. Zhang Xia secretly exhaled, her sweet saliva filling the air.

Zhang Tianshan felt as if he were in a cloud of mist; even gods couldn't compare! He held his daughter's slender waist with one hand and caressed her smooth breasts

with the other , feeling their soft, yielding texture. He could feel that his daughter was

gradually becoming aroused.

Under the seduction of this seasoned lover, Zhang Xia was overcome with lust, her body burning like fire. She moaned softly, like the

warbling of a nightingale, her hands already wrapped around her father's strong waist.

Zhang Tianshan's mouth moved to his daughter's breasts, sucking on her two purplish-red nipples, wishing he could devour them whole

. His tongue lightly touched her nipples, and with just that one touch, Zhang Xia felt an unbearable tingling sensation, and she convulsed

.

Zhang Tianshan's withered hands had already reached into his daughter's lower body. The soft pubic hair covering her mound

caused Zhang Xia to involuntarily clamp her legs together, her face burning, her breathing growing heavier.

Her voluptuous body writhed like a snake, revealing the turmoil within her. Her hands also reached out to caress her father's erect

penis, feeling as light as a bird, as if she wanted to fly away.

Zhang Tianshan parted her long, graceful legs, revealing sparse pubic hair between her thighs, her vulva glistening and moist, arousing

tenderness . A clear stream, the color of human milk and its fragrance intoxicating

, seeped from that enchanting orifice. It was midday, cicadas chirping wildly in the trees. Zhang Xia lay on her back, legs wide open, her face flushed,

her eyes , moaning softly, her slender hands incessantly kneading her breasts.

Seeing his daughter's wanton state and constant moans, Zhang Tianshan's penis was already throbbing. He guided it with one hand and thrust

forward, but just as the head of his penis was halfway in, Zhang Xia cried out in pain, "Ah!! Father...it hurts so

much...I don't want it anymore..."

Suddenly, something hard was inserted into her vagina, causing a sharp, burning pain inside. She hurriedly reached out and pressed down on

the burning hot penis, "Father, it's going to tear, I'm going to die..."

But at that moment, Zhang Tianshan was in the throes of passion... At this crucial moment, there was no reason to stop. He thrust forward,

his glans penetrating deep into her vagina, reaching her very core. Zhang Xia cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. The pain inside her vagina was excruciating, as if being stabbed with a knife

. Her muscles stiffened, her teeth clenched tightly around her lips, and she held her breath. "Father... poor daughter, so

frail ... please don't use any more force..."

Zhang Tianshan felt a pang of guilt upon hearing this and quickly slowed his pace, gently thrusting in and out, tenderly and slowly. Gradually, he

felt an intense smoothness inside, indicating that he had reached a climax.

He swayed his hips with great enthusiasm, bending down to examine the point where their genitals met. He saw that her vagina was full and plump,

her labia opening and closing, as vibrant as a peach blossom. A few drops of virgin blood stained her pubic hair, bright and striking, contrasting beautifully with the white

vulva, making it appear even more bizarre.

The virgin's incredibly tight vaginal walls gripped his penis with pleasurable sensations. The pleasure traveled from his lower abdomen to the crown of his head, then

back to his penis. He kept his eyes closed, thrusting harder and faster.

Zhang Xia initially felt pain, but by the middle of the session, it had turned into a tingling numbness. She gradually lost control of her restraint, unleashing a

hundredfold of allure. Her pink buttocks rose and fell gently, experiencing the sensations of his penis touching, sucking, pressing, and pecking within her vagina, like

a green snake flicking its tongue, biting her until her hair was disheveled and her phoenix eyes slanted sideways—a truly erotic and seductive sight.

After hundreds of thrusts, Zhang Tianshan's aging body gradually gave way, his legs feeling weak and powerless. He

whispered , "Daughter, I'm coming..."

His penis contracted, and a thick stream of semen gushed out, like a turbulent torrent,

splashing countless waves. Then, he tightly embraced Zhang Xia's full and beautiful body and collapsed onto the mahogany couch.

Zhang Xia felt incredibly refreshed as the heat flowed in. The rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the two embraced, their

bodies intertwined, drenched in sweat.

From then on, the father and daughter's love affairs were endless, and they enjoyed them immensely. However, joy turned to sorrow. Zhang

Tianshan was old and frail, and how could he withstand this young woman in the prime of her life? After a few years, he was riddled with illnesses.

Only then did he consider marrying his daughter off, otherwise, this wretched body would surely meet the King of Hell sooner or later.

Zhang Xia saw the moonlight shifting outside the window, but her husband Lin Chong had not yet entered the bridal chamber. She sighed deeply,

leaned half-closed, one small hand supporting her cheek, appearing charming and graceful, her voluptuous body

radiating boundless spring.

Just then, a tipsy Lin Chong burst through the door. Four pairs of large red candles burned brightly, and

the bride lay asleep on the bed. Her eyebrows were arched, her long eyelashes framing her slightly closed almond-shaped eyes,

her cherry lips parted slightly, and her neck was fair and smooth—she was truly a beauty.

Even Lin Chong, who had never been fond of women, couldn't help but be moved.

Lin Chong was a forthright and chivalrous man; though already thirty, he remained unmarried because of his innate aversion to

women , yet he was like a cat seeking erotic pleasure, relentlessly pursuing it. Now, bound by his father's command, he had no choice but

to marry against his will, and even then, he dawdled until late at night before finally entering the bridal chamber.

But upon seeing Zhang Xia's unparalleled beauty, he was immediately overcome with lust. His heart trembled and his breathing quickened. He

reached out and gently stroked her face, which was as smooth as carved jade. "Wife, wife..."

Zhang Xia suddenly woke up and saw a man in brocade robes in front of her. He had a leopard's head and round eyes, a swallow's chin and tiger's beard, and

was eight feet tall. He looked tall and heroic. She was very pleased.

In the past, women didn't know their husbands' appearance until they entered the house. Upon seeing Lin Chong's handsome face, she was

instantly captivated, blushing and lowering her head. Her small face flushed red, and her large, bright eyes

shimmered with desire. "My husband has arrived..."

A thousand words were uttered in that instant. Lin Chong, with a swift movement, removed her bridal

gown, revealing her radiant body. Her breasts were firm and round, her abdomen flat, and a lush

patch of pubic hair grew between her thighs. Her lips parted slightly, revealing her deep and sincere affection.

He gazed greedily at this plump and beautiful woman, his hands trembling as he removed his long robe, revealing his strong

muscles , which bulged with each breath, displaying his imposing and powerful physique.

"I wonder how that thing is?"

Zhang Xia closed her eyes shyly. She couldn't be too ostentatious on their wedding night, lest she give herself away—this was something

her father had repeatedly warned her about before she left. She felt stiff stubble digging into her tender flesh,

a long, wet tongue meandering between her breasts. As it sucked, she could only suppress her surging

passion, her body drenched in sweat, panting heavily.

"This humble concubine is weak, please be careful, husband..."

Her slender hand touched something thick, long, and hot. Her small hand trembled. "This thing is so

big, this humble concubine is so scared..."

Her soft cry revealed her delicate shyness, unable to withstand the cool breeze. Lin Chong smiled slightly. "My wife, don't be afraid, Lin Chong will be

careful ."

He shook his gleaming spear a few times, the veins on his penis bulging. He picked Zhang Xia up and knelt on

the bed . Zhang Xia's slender arms wrapped around his neck, her legs naturally hooked around his waist.

Lin Chong supported her plump buttocks with both hands and slowly inserted his penis into that enchanting cave.

Zhang Xia cried out in pain, "It hurts, husband, be gentle..."

Although no longer a virgin, Lin Chong's penis was far larger than her father's, instantly widening her vulva and thrusting inside

her with unstoppable force. Soon, a few drops of blood appeared at the vaginal opening.

"Good wife, try your husband's Lin family spear technique!"

He launched a furious assault, his penis often disappearing completely, the scrotum

pressing the clitoris. Zhang Xia was weak and trembling, experiencing ecstasy as if every bone in her body had been

broken.

Lin Chong thrust thousands of times before withdrawing. Zhang Xia, panting heavily,

drenched in , was exhausted and collapsed on the bed, her pale body stimulating Lin Chong's still-burning

senses.

Between her legs, a valley opened wide beneath the lush green grass, revealing a clitoris, slightly

erect like a rooster's comb, like a budding flower. Her labia parted, and vaginal fluids splattered everywhere, indicating that after a

struggle , Zhang Xia had already ejaculated.

He touched her; the fluids were thick and slippery, like silken threads, covering his hand.

He chuckled softly, turned her over, spat out a mouthful of saliva and smeared it on her anus, circling it

a few times around the clitoris. Zhang Xia felt an unbearable itch. "Husband, are you going to..."

She was terrified. With Lin Chong's penis being so large, to insert it into that small opening would surely kill her

. She cried out, "No, no..."

But before she could finish speaking, that enormous penis had already been forcefully inserted into her anus. A

searing pain shot through her rear, and she screamed before losing consciousness.

In a daze, she felt as if an iron saw was sawing inside her rectum, scraping the inner walls with excruciating pain, which slowly

turned into a tingling numbness. Then, saliva was produced, lubricating the insertion of his penis, and a wonderful feeling suddenly arose.

Her eyes were no longer blank, but shining with excitement, even though the area beneath her was already a mess.

Lin Chong, having practiced martial arts for a long time, possessed great strength. He thrust nearly a thousand times and still had energy left, his thrusts

exceptionally passionate.

Zhang Xia felt a needle-like pain in her anus, as if it were being torn apart. It was already a blur of blood,

a gruesome sight.

Zhang Xia couldn't help but plead, "Husband, please don't torture this lowly concubine anymore, this lowly concubine is about to die..."

"Alright then, I'll insert it from the front again."

He pulled his penis out and inserted it back into her vagina, his hands caressing her firm, plump buttocks

, thrusting harder until her breasts swayed wildly, as if intoxicated, and a flood of fluid gushed from her vagina.

After another fierce assault, Lin Chong finally released all his pent-up semen into Zhang Xia's vagina, causing her to tremble and 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　feel

as if she were floating on air.

In an instant, the bedroom was filled with a scene of ecstasy, the flowers faded and the moon waned, the pink petals withered and the yellow hue faded, a pool of crimson blood flowed, and the air was filled with the soft murmur of swallows.

Chapter Two: Lin Chong's Lustful Desire 　　Leads to Incestuous Relationships; The next morning, Lin Chong and his wife, as usual, went to the front hall to pay their respects to Lin Chong's father and serve him tea. The two had been locked in a passionate battle all night. Lin Chong, being strong and healthy, was unaffected, but Zhang Xia's delicate body suffered. She still felt pain in her lower body, making it difficult for her to walk. Her furrowed brows made her even more beautiful and charming, even stirring a slight ripple in Lin Ning's usually calm heart. 　　"You two should go downstairs," Lin Chong said meekly, "Xia'er isn't well; you should take better care of her." 　　He led Zhang Xia back to the inner room, where they inevitably engaged in another round of lovemaking, their bodies intertwined. 　　Although Lin Ning was old, his years of martial arts training had left him with a formidable presence. Upon seeing his daughter-in-law's alluring beauty instantly hardened. 　　Just as he was pondering what to do, a young woman in a light green dress entered carrying tea; it was Jin'er, her maidservant. 　　Jin'er, a young woman of sixteen, was in the prime of her youth, possessing a refined and elegant appearance. Having never been deflowered, she exuded a youthful charm. 　　"Master, please have some tea," 　　she said, her voice clear and melodious, but to Lin Ning, it was like a thunderbolt. He grabbed Jin'er and pulled her into his arms, his old hands reaching wildly into her trousers, fondling and pinching her vulva, his lust intensifying. Jin'er, her lower body suddenly attacked, blushed and tried to push him away, "Master, please don't..." 　　Lin Ning was already overcome with desire and unable to control himself. Ignoring the woman's weakness, he used his hands to quickly remove Jin'er's trousers , revealing her snow-white thighs, like delicate pink dumplings. The vulva, red and white, with its clitoris slightly protruding like a rooster's comb, and its exquisitely closed opening revealing only a small slit, was truly delightful. 　　Although Jin'er had often seen the Zhang father and daughter engaging in such acts, she was young and ignorant . 　　Now, as she grew older, she understood matters of the heart. Being so flirtatious with Master Lin, she couldn't help but be aroused, and she longed to know how the exquisite pleasure had driven her young mistress to ecstasy . 　　Lin Ning, his lust raging, exerted all his strength, tearing off his clothes. This "Overlord's Armor Removal" was an ancestral skill, which he wielded with unparalleled prowess. 　　Jin'er timidly looked at the erect member, about seven inches long, fearing that her narrow vulva might not be able to bear its weight. 　　Just as she hesitated, Lin Ning smeared some saliva on his penis, brought it close to her smooth, plump vulva , and thrust it in. After only an inch, Jin'er cried out in pain, "Master, poor Jin'er, I feel like I'm going to die ..." 　　Lin Ning embraced Jin'er's fair neck, pressed his tongue into her small mouth, and sucked on her sweet . His penis didn't stop, thrusting more than twenty times before finally penetrating completely. 　　Jin'er felt a tearing, burning pain in her vulva, but she could only grimace and endure it until, after hundreds of thrusts, she , sweet cry. 　　Lin Ning felt her vulva contracting repeatedly, as if a small hand was gently grasping it, wet and slippery, and he began to thrust wildly again. Jin'er also groaned incessantly, her small hands tightly gripping Lin Ning's shoulders, drawing several streaks of blood . 　　Lin Ning steadied himself in a horse stance, his body arched like a bow, his hips thrusting , its head pressing against the depths of her flower, a pleasurable sensation like a chicken pecking. 　　Jin'er's flower felt like it was about to bloom, she drifted in and out of consciousness, her body weak yet incomparably pleasurable, finally understanding why her mistress was so engrossed in this. 　　"Good Jin'er, such a wonderful thing as you, why hasn't your master touched you?" 　　Lin Ning asked as he thrust, knowing Zhang Tianshan's nature all too well, how could he allow such a beauty to slip through his fingers? 　　Jin'er's mind and soul were scattered, feeling only complete comfort and pleasure, unconsciously raising her beautiful legs to wrap around Lin Ning's waist, panting.

She gasped, "Master, you don't know how my master could have taken a liking to me. He and my young lady have long been..."

At this point, Jin'er suddenly realized her mistake and quickly shut her mouth, though a moan still escaped her lips.

Lin Ning, cunning and shrewd, understood immediately. He strained his waist, cursing inwardly, "That old

bastard Zhang Tianshan, he's inhuman!"

Lin Chong and his wife had been newly married for over a month, but Lin Chong's passion was gradually waning.

One day, Zhang Tianshan excitedly came to report, "The Tokyo Imperial Guard is recruiting instructors for the 800,000 Imperial Guards' spear and staff techniques.

A public competition will be held in three days at the western suburbs' martial arts training ground. Chong'er's spear skills are excellent; he should try it out. It might bring him fame and fortune, and allow him to secure a position

for his wife and children."

Lin Ning nodded in approval, "Yes, learn good martial arts and sell yourself to the emperor. Chong'er, go!"

Lin Chong had also planned to achieve fame and fortune to bring glory to his ancestors, and since his father had given the order, he was quite enthusiastic.

That night, the fifteenth of the lunar month, the full moon hung high in the treetops. Lin Chong had gone out to meet a friend and hadn't returned. Zhang Xia, extremely

bored , went to the courtyard to cool off and admire the moon. She wore a thin, gossamer-like veil, without any makeup, her natural beauty and elegance making her appear graceful and charming

.

Just as she stood there lost in thought, a soft cough came from behind her. She quickly turned around and saw her

father-in-law Lin Ning, standing behind her.

"It's windy late at night. You're dressed so lightly; don't catch a cold,"

Lin Ning said gently and tenderly, full of affection.

"Father-in-law, I won't. It's hot today; I just came out to get some fresh air. Aren't you resting yet?"

Her father-in-law was usually serious and taciturn, but she hadn't expected him to be so considerate. She quickly tightened the veil around her neck.

In the darkness, her father-in-law's eyes shone brightly, full of spirit.

In fact, Lin Ning had been standing behind her for quite some time. This peaceful little family was originally all men, but

since the arrival of this gentle and beautiful daughter-in-law, he could no longer suppress his surging passion. He often quietly stood under his son's window,

listening to the sounds of their lovemaking, then went back to his own bed to indulge in some

intimate heart.

"No, I can't sleep… Xia'er, is Chong'er good to you?"

Lin Ning leaned forward, already grasping her small hand tightly. Her slender hand was smooth and delicate, with a faint

fragrance emanating from her. He felt a surge of desire, swallowed hard, and his erection

throbbed

with anticipation. He was truly unable to resist. "Ah, Father-in-law…" Zhang Xia was stunned by her father-in-law's actions, her head bowed, her face flushed red.

"My brother is very good to me…"

But the words stuck in her throat, unspoken.

"Good Xia'er, you are so beautiful. I liked you the moment I saw you."

Taking advantage of the quiet beauty of the night, Lin Ning swept her graceful body into his arms, the warmth in his grasp causing him utterly captivated

.

"No, no... Father-in-law, this is bad, my brother is coming back soon..." Before she could finish,

Lin Ning's lips sealed hers, his long tongue darting forward to suckle her lips.

"Xia'er, how does Chong'er's skill compare to your father's?"

"Ah, Father-in-law, how could you..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xia was terrified, her body going limp as her father-in-law

carried her into his room.

Lin Ning placed her on the couch, gently removing her thin veil. Her exquisite, translucent body was clearly defined,

her skin white as jade, as clear as ice and as lustrous as ice. His heart raced, his breath quickened.

Lin Ning gently flicked her tender nipple, then lowered his head to suckle it tenderly. The young woman's body fragrance

mixed with the scent of her breasts truly made him feel comfortable and happy.

As he sucked and released her nipple, Zhang Xia

experienced she were in heaven. She closed her eyes, quietly savoring the sensation.

While Lin Ning played with his daughter-in-law's nipples, his fingers were not idle either. He stripped Zhang Xia's underpants completely, leaving her

long, white, and tender legs stretched out before her father-in-law's eyes. Between her legs, the pubic hair was sparse, and the tender pink and white flesh

was faintly visible.

Lin Ning lifted one of her legs, lowered his head, and gently kissed that peach blossom spot. The caressing of his fingers sent a shiver of pleasure through

Zhang Xia , causing her to moan involuntarily. Lin Ning quickly removed his own clothes, his erect penis

standing proudly and menacingly.

Zhang Xia blushed and whispered, "No...this won't do..."

"Good Xia'er, just go along with your father this once...let me show you my skills. You know, the Lin family's

spear technique is no less than your father's."

Lin Ning impatiently spread her legs, guided his hard, iron-like penis into her tight

, enchanting orifice, and began thrusting in and out incessantly.

Zhang Xia's vulva was filled completely, without a single gap. With each thrust, the tender flesh of her vulva would move in and

out, appearing and disappearing, quite alluring. Her slender waist swayed, her pink buttocks raised and lowered, welcoming Lin Ning's thrusts. Each

time it was so deep, penetrating all the way in, making her heart bloom. Between these gentle thrusts, moans and

groans filled the room.

Lin Ning, roused, thrust hundreds of times in one go, panting and drenched in sweat.

Zhang Xia beneath him, however, was still aroused, whimpering, "Good father-in-law, thrust tighter, thrust faster..."

Her lewd words kept Lin Ning tireless, he continued his vigorous work, thrusting hundreds more times. Then, his

lower abdomen tightened, and a stream of semen shot out like arrows, deep into Zhang Xia's flower.

Even though Lin Ning had ejaculated, Zhang Xia continued to moan and groan, clearly not yet satisfied. Lin Ning

lowered his head , parted the damp pubic hair with his hand, and inserted his tongue.

Zhang Xia trembled all over, her purplish vulva contracting and expanding, and her juices flowed like a spring tide. Lin Ning

opened his mouth wide, absorbing the overflowing fluids, occasionally smacking his lips and inhaling deeply, as if drinking sweet wine.

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As Lin Ning had predicted, Lin Chong stood out among the many participating warriors.

When he saw his son use the Lin family's signature move, "Seven Plum Blossoms," to defeat his opponent, he knew that

Lin Chong had surpassed his master, a true example of the younger generation surpassing the older. He couldn't help but stroke his beard in admiration.

After these two days of physical battles with his daughter-in-law, Lin Ning felt extremely weak. Although he obtained some tonics from Huichuntang,

it was to no avail. He could feel his body declining day by day.

But Zhang Xia's fiery body was so alluring that he repeatedly transgressed his desires,

releasing his primal energy time and again. Just last night, while Lin Chong slept, Zhang Xia had engaged him in

a fierce battle on the kitchen stove, nearly draining him dry, yet he seemed to enjoy it immensely.

That day, Lin Chong's home was filled with guests congratulating him on becoming

the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards' spear and staff techniques. Many of the attendees were prominent figures in the capital's martial arts world.

Among them was Xu Ning, Lin Chong's close friend and instructor of the Imperial Guard's Golden Spear Class. Xu Ning was handsome, six feet five or six inches tall,

with a round, white face, a three-pronged black mustache, and a broad, powerful build. He was exceptionally skilled with the hook-and-sickle spear, and the two

had become inseparable friends through their shared martial arts background.

The Lin father and son drank heartily, emptying their cups. Zhang Xia, in the inner room, was also overjoyed; her husband's

excellence brought her radiance.

She gently stroked her vulva, her labia blooming like lotus blossoms, her vulva, after being cleansed, was mature

and exquisite , full of passion.

"Good daughter, what are you thinking about?" It was Zhang Tianshan who had sneaked into her inner room. They hadn't been

intimate for dozens of days, and the old man was so lustful he was practically snotty.

"Father, you have no conscience..."

A large, watery eye rolled around as she leaned limply into her father's arms, her face

flushed, seemingly both angry and not angry. A bright moon shone through the gauze window, illuminating the room.

Zhang Tianshan held his daughter tightly, kissing her deeply face to face, his tongue darting between her lips,

their tongues flying, a sweet, intimate kiss. This kiss made Zhang Xia blush, her body itchy, and her lower body involuntarily

produced some glistening lustful fluid, soaking her pink trousers. A little while later, the lustful fluid from her vulva

trickled down between her thighs to her ankles.

Zhang Xia hurriedly pulled a white silk handkerchief from her sleeve and reached inside her underwear to wipe it. It was damp, and smelled faintly

of a delicate, sweet fragrance mixed with a fishy odor, as delicate as silk, intoxicating.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Tianshan was already aroused and began to undress her.

Zhang Xia said shyly, "Father, how can this be? It's so embarrassing. What if someone comes in?"

Zhang Tianshan pleaded, "Good daughter, your poor father hasn't eaten meat for many days."

Hearing this, Zhang Xia's tenderness was instantly aroused, and her lust surged. "Then, you must be quiet."

Overjoyed was at a loss, and it took him a while to finally pull down her underwear.

The moonlight was alluring, a bright, crystalline light shining on his daughter's tender vulva, like a sheet of mercury,

like something made of white wax.

Zhang Tianshan's heart pounded, his lower abdomen tightened, and his penis throbbed like an iron rod.

He hurriedly pulled it out of his pants and held it in his hand. Although not very large, it was firm and strong.

Zhang Tianshan placed his daughter on the bed, admiring her three-inch golden lotus feet with both hands, which could be described as jade-like and round.

Looking at her vulva, it was plump and white, like a peeled lychee, delicate and smooth. A pair of pink lips

covered a thin slit, and the clitoris could be vaguely seen, erect like a cherry trembling in the wind.

He could not resist the temptation. He gently stretched out his fingers and pinched and played with the clitoris. It felt slippery. When he

inserted his fingers into her vulva, he felt that it was tight and hot inside. The narrow passage was very difficult to pass through.

Zhang Xia cried out softly in pain. He quickly pulled his fingers out, but saw that her labia had closed again. They were shiny and

even more attractive against the backdrop of the thick black hair. At this moment, Zhang Xia also began to moan softly,

with ups and downs , each moan a beautiful sight.

She felt her vulva burning like fire, her labia tightly closed, a stream of lustful fluid flowing from the narrow crevice.

She moaned, "Father, hurry, thrust harder, I'm so itchy."

Zhang Tianshan thrust his hips forward, his penis aimed at the crevice, fully inserted, reaching the very core. Zhang Xia

groaned , her vulva itching intensely, a tingling, aching sensation washing over her, a myriad of feelings rushing through her.

Zhang Tianshan thrust hundreds of times, until his daughter's body was overflowing with fluids, feeling utterly blissful. "Dear Father, thrust

harder..." Hearing these lewd words, Zhang Tianshan used all his strength, pushing

his penis in with all his might, feeling her vulva tightly grip his penis, each step so difficult.

Zhang Xia, however, thoroughly enjoyed it. The muscles inside her vagina were tingling and pleasurable from the scalding heat, her lower abdomen tightened,

and a lot of fluid flowed out. She moaned loudly, "My dear father, you're killing your daughter!"

Zhang Tianshan listened to her melodious cries as his penis thrust in and out of her vagina with great force, the impact of his member making a "thud" sound.

Zhang Xia swayed, her hairpins askew, her breasts bouncing. Zhang Tianshan thrust dozens more times, his scrotum

contracting , knowing he was about to ejaculate. He quickly hugged his daughter's hot body tightly and roared as he ejaculated.

Zhang Xia also cried out, her body trembling as if she were about to collapse. She felt as if hot oil had been poured into her vagina,

making her dizzy with pleasure.

The two embraced and caressed each other for a while. The noise in the outer hall gradually subsided, but footsteps could be heard coming from the corridor. Zhang Tianshan

hurriedly put on his clothes and left through the window.

When Lin Chong's wife opened the door, she saw Lin Chong being helped in by someone. The newcomer had silkworm-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and

an extraordinary appearance. It was none other than Lin Chong's good friend, the Golden Spear Master Xu Ning.

Chapter Three: Seeking the Aphrodisiac, Lin Ning Dies ;

The Leopard King's Power Returns . Now, let's talk

about this Golden Spear Master Xu Ning. He was a righteous man, with long arms and

excellent archery skills. He was as light as a swallow and held the hereditary title of Third-Rank Imperial Guard. He loved making friends, and he and the Leopard Head Lin Chong were about the same age and shared similar temperaments,

talking about everything.

Unfortunately, he had a flaw: he was a lecherous drunkard. He had slept with every woman in his household, young and old. Whenever he

saw beautiful woman, he was like a fly drawn to blood, relentlessly pursuing her. The good thing was that he didn't have homosexual relationships, unlike Lin Chong who was

promiscuous.

It was often said that yin and yang in the world are in balance, a creation of heaven and earth. How could one go against nature? He warned that such behavior would inevitably lead to disaster.

He often advised Lin Chong against this, but Lin Chong was too engrossed in his pursuit and ignored him completely.

That day, upon seeing Lin Chong's wife in the inner hall, his beauty was breathtaking, and his very bones went numb

. But thinking of the proverb "One should not covet a friend's wife," he harbored resentment and remained absent-minded and listless all day.

His wife, Xu, was virtuous and dignified; her father was the commander of the Nine Gates Command, and she was also from a distinguished family.

"Husband, why have you been so melancholy these past few days?" Xu's wife asked softly,

her voice gentle as she served a bowl of ginseng soup.

Xu Ning lazily raised his eyes: "It's nothing, I probably just strained myself while practicing martial arts yesterday. I won't be going on duty today

; I'll rest at home."

He drank a few sips of ginseng soup, and seeing his wife's delicate features and fair skin, his manhood stirred. He

seized the opportunity and pulled her into his arms.

The woman let out a soft moan, her body limp, her phoenix eyes hazy, exuding the charm of a young married woman.

Xu Ning embraced this soft, fragrant beauty, as if in a room filled with orchids, surrounded by their sweet scent. The woman gently exhaled, responding with tender kisses

, and the two of them truly savored the fragrance.

"My wife, it's been a long time since we've been intimate, yet you smell even more sweet than before."

Xu Ning's lust was at its peak, and he treated this woman as the beloved he had been longing for. Fueled by his burning desire,

he loosened her belt, revealing her plump, moist vulva, her small opening glistening with spring, and her tender pubic hair.

The wonder of this exquisite orifice lies in the fact that, despite having given birth, it remains as tight as a virgin's

. During intercourse, it always evokes the incessant moans of a virgin, its voice soft and delicate, its opening like a blooming flower – truly a renowned treasure among women.

Xu Ning then rolled over, placing his penis against her vulva, thrusting several times before finally penetrating. He found

it difficult to move, the path rugged and winding.

"Good husband, please be gentle..."

the woman murmured sweetly, oblivious to her disheveled hair, her trembling breasts being kneaded and twisted, her buttocks rising

to meet his thousands of thrusts. A gurgling sound could be heard, indicating the overflowing of her vaginal fluids.

Xu Ning, supporting her three-inch golden lotuses, thrust his powerful waist in hundreds of firm strokes, until the lovely woman felt

a tingling sensation throughout her body, her mouth uttering continuous moans of pleasure.

Xu Ning brought his head close to the woman's fair neck: "My dear wife, I have something to discuss with you, and I hope you will agree

."

The woman was in the throes of passion, her pretty eyes half-closed, her hips heaving wildly, feeling that thing

burning from the inside out, yet so intoxicating.

"Whatever my husband commands, I will obey without question..."

Xu Ning whispered a few words in her ear, and the woman immediately blushed, her delicate

face trembling: "This is not good, my husband, it makes me so shy..."

Xu Ning thrust again with all his might, his movements wide and forceful, causing her juices to gush out, and she cried out, "My darling." The woman was, after all, a woman

of passion his golden spear again, until the woman was

exhausted and unconscious.

*** *** *** ***

Now, it is said that since Master Lin began his affair with his daughter-in-law, he had been working

tirelessly day and night for several months, and his stamina had waned.

He had already exhausted himself several times before even engaging in intercourse, leaving both of them unhappy. Finally, Zhang Xia lost her temper: "If you continue like this, don't come

again ! You're ruining my mood!"

Lin Ning ordered his men to inquire around and learned that the most prestigious brothel in the capital, Yu Tang Chun, possessed a secret aphrodisiac called "Mighty Vajra Pill," made

according to a court prescription. It was said to leave a lingering fragrance on the cheeks and stimulate saliva production in the groin. So he spent a fortune to buy six pills, hiding them

in his inner chamber, waiting for the opportunity to engage in hundreds of rounds with Zhang Xia.

On this day, Lin Chong, as usual, went to the Grand Commandant's mansion to report for duty, leaving early. Lin Ning waited for the opportunity and slipped into his son's

inner chamber, where he saw his daughter-in-law dressing in front of the mirror, looking utterly charming.

"Good daughter-in-law, your wantonness is truly killing me..."

Lin Ning's hands and feet moved swiftly, caressing her smooth and delicate skin. At this moment, he was burning with desire and could

hardly bear it . His caresses had already left Zhang Xia's face sweaty.

"Good father-in-law, don't give up halfway. You're making me so itchy, but I can't get my fill."

Zhang Xia's eyes were seductive, her breath sweet and fragrant, and she was delicate and frail.

Before coming, Lin Ning had taken four "Mighty Vajra Pills." Now, under the influence of the aphrodisiac, he no longer had his usual

patience . He hurriedly took off his clothes, revealing his penis, which was much larger than usual, firm, shiny,

and shimmering.

Xiao Zhangxia was surprised to see this, but without thinking too much, she cooperated with her father-in-law's actions, removing her covering robe and

lying down. Her fair skin revealed her unparalleled beauty, her tender, soft flesh, and her plump, glistening vulva,

which stood erect in the breeze.

Old Lin Ning was already burning with lust, and his erect penis plunged into her vulva, thrusting in and out relentlessly.

The moment his penis entered, Xiao Zhangxia felt it burning hot, as hard as steel, relentlessly

pounding , sometimes long, sometimes short, relentlessly pounding her core, causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation.

"Good father-in-law, you're different today than usual, you're going in so hard it feels like I'm going to break..." Her soft, sweet voice, filled with fragrance

, further fueled the old man's desire, making him feel like he was on a rampage.

Zhang Xia's vulva gradually became moist, flowing smoothly and sweetly, incredibly pleasurable. Her lustful thoughts surged, and she

involuntarily raised her pink buttocks to meet his thrusts, moaning incessantly, eagerly yielding.

Old Lin Ning's thrusts grew increasingly aroused; he thought, "This palace aphrodisiac is truly potent. I haven't felt

this He felt that her plump, thick vulva was impenetrable,

so he exerted all his strength, thrusting hundreds of times. Zhang Xia suddenly felt a scalding liquid gush from his glans, pouring directly onto her flower bud, a tingling,

sour , incomparably pleasurable. Yet, she didn't feel his penis weaken at all; it remained firm and powerful, even hotter and more

scorching.

At that moment, Old Lin Ning, his energy flowing freely, thrust even more powerfully and deeply than before, until Zhang Xia cried

out incessantly, her jade legs kicking wildly. Zhang Xia was overjoyed. Her waist swayed, her flower trembled, and she thrust the

smooth, plump member upwards, each thrust thorough, reaching deep into her tender flesh, a sensation she had never experienced

before.

She continued this nearly a thousand times, Old Lin Ning ejaculating wildly into her petals. Though drenched in sweat, he

refused to stop, continuing his relentless movements.

In her frenzy, Zhang Xia felt the burning sensation of the member scalding her flower core, a feeling of intense pleasure that nearly made her faint.

She felt the member throbbing within her, until finally, the pain became unbearable. Though the flower

was beautiful, it could not withstand such a torrent of passion. She could only grit her teeth and endure the pain, gently lifting her hips to accommodate the thrusting.

Old Lin Ning, still undiminished in his vigor, thrust relentlessly, penetrating hundreds more times. He felt his blood surging in his chest, and a

strange, foul-smelling semen flowed from his lower body. He quickly withdrew, only to see blood gushing forth, endlessly, like a burst dam

causing a flood.

Zhang Xia, just as she was suffering, was overjoyed to see the large penis withdraw, when she heard the old man shout…

A sound rang out as he collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from his genitals. He stared, speechless, utterly bewildered.

Lin Ning, writhing in agony, kicked his legs and fell unconscious. Seeing this, Zhang Xia knew

something was wrong . Not daring to tell her husband, she hurriedly summoned Jin'er, who was serving in the hall, and ordered her to rush home and fetch her father,

Zhang Tianshan.

As the saying goes, old ginger is spicier; when Zhang Tianshan arrived, he immediately understood what had happened

.

He ordered Jin'er to bring clean water to wash Lin Ning. After a while, Lin Ning gradually awoke, finding

Zhang Tianshan sitting beside him in the bedroom. He knew what had happened.

“My dear in-law, we’re family, so I won’t waste any more words. I don’t have long to live, so I only hope that for the sake of

our long-standing friendship, you’ll help Chong’er a lot. He’s still quite young and doesn’t understand much.”

Zhang Tianshan nodded: “Chong’er is my son-in-law, which is to say, my son. You can go in peace!”

*** *** *** ***

After Lin Chong finished his roll call, he went to the drill ground as usual. In the afternoon, having nothing to do, he walked out of the

hall and headed west. There, he had a good friend, Lu Qian, whom he had known since childhood. Lu Qian lived in

Huhe Lane on Baosheng Street. He was fair-skinned and handsome, and although not tall, he was smooth-talking and had a seductive figure. He was Lin Chong

’s favorite male concubine.

“Now that you’re a government official, you should help out your little Qianqian!” Lu Qian used

alluring methods, dressing up like a woman and exuding a gentle charm.

This place to stay was also purchased by Lin Chong. Lu Qian had tried his hand at business, but unfortunately,

he was unlucky and lost everything. He had no choice but to become a hanger-on for a wealthy family. However, he was also an ambitious man and refused to accept

such a life of idleness, so he never fared well. Later, Lin Chong stepped in and often gave him some silver every two weeks. The two

were truly inseparable and very affectionate.

"That's true. I will work for the Grand Commandant in the future, and I will promote you if I have the opportunity."

The two drank together until sunset. Lin Chong, in high spirits, had a bright look in his eyes, and his hands began

to grope Lu Qian's body.

"I thought you wouldn't do this after your marriage, but I didn't expect... hehehe!"

Lu Qian stared straight at Lin Chong, his little finger gently stroking Lin Chong's face, chuckling softly,

exuding charm.

"Good Qianqian, come here, your big brother hasn't touched your beautiful hole in a long time."

The two kissed for a long time, and in his passion, Lin Chong had already pulled down Lu Qian's pants.

A red plum blossom was tattooed on his pink and white buttocks, with a yellow oriole perched on it.

"Good brother, come on, but be gentle!"

Lu Qian pretended to be shy, her delicate face opening, which made Lin Chong even more excited and his penis became erect. Lin Chong pulled out his

hard hot penis, picked up some wine from the table and poured it on his penis, smeared it a few times, and then

put a few drops on Lu Qian's anus. The anus was dark red, with delicate texture, opening and closing, like a red plum

blossom .

Lin Chong guided his penis to the anus and slowly inserted it. Because he was familiar with the place, he inserted it

all the way in, and Lu Qian did not feel any pain. In fact, he gently leaned back to meet him. Lin Chong embraced the plump, bare buttocks

, thrusting in and out with unparalleled pleasure, feeling the tightness and sweetness of the object.

"Brother, harder! My little hole is so itchy!"

Lu Qian cried out wantonly, a little excited fluid already seeping from his anus, the discharge soaking his

snow-white buttocks. Lin Chong, burning with lust, worked even harder, the two thrusting hundreds of times. Lu Qian used his internal energy techniques,

his penis clenching and releasing, inhaling and exhaling, mimicking a woman's moan, calling out "Darling, sweetie, daddy."

After thousands more thrusts, Lin Chong felt incredibly pleasurable, his body relaxed, and he ejaculated profusely. The rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the two entwined

, undressing and sharing a pillow, sleeping with their necks intertwined.

A few incense sticks later, Lu Qian's door was knocked on loudly. Lu Qian hurriedly dressed and went to

open it, only to find a seven-foot-tall man staring at him angrily.

"Oh, it's Brother Xu! Please come in, a rare guest indeed!"

The newcomer was Xu Ning. He had heard from the training ground that Lin Chong spent his days drinking here, so he knew Lin Chong had taken up homosexuality again

.

"I'm not going in. Quickly call Lin Chong out; I have something to discuss with him."

He had always disliked these pretty boys who made a living by selling their bodies, a disgrace to men.

"Brother Xu, what brings you here? Is there something you need?" Lin Chong had also come downstairs and

was delighted to see Xu Ning.

"Come on, come on." Xu Ning pulled Lin Chong along without further ado. He didn't want to stay

here ; the thought of it made him sick. "Today I'm hosting; come to my house for a chat."

The two were old friends and didn't stand on ceremony. They spurred their horses and arrived at Xu Ning's house.

"Brother Lin, I say, it's best to avoid associating with someone like Lu Qian..."

Before Xu Ning could finish, Lin Chong interrupted him, "Brother Xu, you don't understand the intricacies of this.

I'll let you experience it for yourself someday."

Xu Ning immediately shook his head vigorously, "I have no way to explain that, so please don't say any more."

"Alright, let's drink this cup again."

Lin Chong drank and drank, his leopard-like face as red as a tomato, his body swaying precariously.

"Come, rest for a while."

A hint of joy flashed in Xu Ning's eyes as he helped Lin Chong upstairs, where he saw Xu's wife, dressed beautifully

, her cheeks flushed, completely naked—a captivating sight.

*** *** *** ***

Is Lin Chong a hero?

My answer isn't so certain.

Does superior martial arts make someone a hero?

Not necessarily.

Lin Chong, born into a family of low-ranking military officers, possessed superb martial arts skills, a successful career, and a happy family—truly

enviable.

However, his life was entirely at the mercy of fate. Unlike Wu Song and Lu Zhishen, who

actively sought revenge and could easily let go of grudges, he merely humbly enjoyed life, yearning only for a peaceful

existence.

Some readers have called him the most tragic figure, a view I wholeheartedly agree with.

Both Song Jiang and Wu Song were exiled to the army, but while they were served by

yamen runners, Lin Chong faced a treacherous and arduous journey. Had it not been for the intervention of the monk Hua He, he would have perished long ago.

For the first half of his life, he was merely a low-ranking military officer with no control over his own destiny, roughly equivalent to a modern-day

civil servant .

Shi Nai'an's brilliance lies in placing the scene of the perpetually cowardly Lin Chong being forced to join the Liangshan bandits at

the Snow-Covered Mountain Temple.

There, Lin Chong undergoes a phoenix-like rebirth, but the price is high and painful; only in this way can

the birth of a hero be so difficult.

Therefore, the author's inclusion of his repeated cuckolding in this story is merely a prelude, a way to

awaken him from his decadent lifestyle and make him realize that society is not as perfect as he imagined—it is a dog-eat-dog

world .

Otherwise, how could Lin Chong become a hero?

Therefore, he should thank Lu Qian, Gao Yanei, and Gao Qiu, among others. It was these scum of the earth who made

him, perfected him, and gave birth to a hero of Liangshan Marsh. So, among heroes, some are active

, some are passive; Lin Chong undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

(Also, many Chinese believe that wife-swapping is a foreign import, but this is not the case. It originated in the Song Dynasty, and began with Lin Chong—truly

an ancient practice! Haha…)

Some friends suggested writing about Wu Song and Pan Jinlian, but I would rather die than write about that. In my heart, Wu Song is a god;

he is flawless. Moreover, he remained a virgin throughout his life. Given Wu Song's character, it's impossible for him to have an affair with his

sister-in-law; that would be to underestimate him.

Besides, there are already many such works on Devil's Island, so I don't want to mention them again.

Next, I intend to write about Lu Junyi, Yang Xiong, and the dashing double-spear general Dong Ping, but the project

is enormous , and I'm finding it difficult to continue.

(To be continued)

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