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The Lustful Emperor's Glamorous Palace



Author: Heartfelt Jade Skirt Playing in the Boudoir (Jade Skirt)

Published on: Fengyue Continent 2008/08/13





Chapter 1 Stealing Lust Inside the Window Red Apricot Blossom Lustful Gun Invincible Shoots the Virtuous Woman



"Ah...ah..." The white, round buttocks rose high, trembling uncontrollably. Moans

came from the woman's heaving chest, mixed with suppressed and uncontrollable urges. The scene was

so erotic.



At twenty-six years old, she was by no means a lewd person. From childhood, she had remained chaste, from

the stinging pain to now, even after ten years of marriage, she had never tasted the pleasures of love. She had only ever fulfilled her wifely duties for her husband, keeping

her eyes downcast, bearing children, and continuing the family line.



She never dared to open her eyes, make a sound, or even feel the slightest pleasure during that shameful process

, for that was unacceptable for a virtuous woman.



Although she possessed long, slender legs, a rounded bottom, and jade-like breasts, these were all concealed

within , never revealed in the slightest.



But today, she was a different person. Her legs writhed wildly, her face flushed, her breathing rapid

. One hand braced herself on the bed, the other gripping her breast tightly, her buttocks raised high. It was a position she

would never have dared to imagine herself in, a position so lewd and humiliating.



Further down, her most exquisite part of her body frantically responded to

the treasure that had transformed her into this beautiful yet ugly state—the treasure of the man behind her.



The man who had completely conquered her chastity, with his thick, hard member,

thrust and ravaged her exquisite parts, yet skillfully aroused her lust, leaving her in a state of ecstasy, unable to stop.



He thrust deeply and slowly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, his frenzied attacks driving her to madness

, then he seemed eager to ejaculate, only to withdraw slightly, leaving her wanting more but unable to.



Just as she calmed down and managed to control her raging desire, regaining a little

shame , he would unleash another rapid thrust, pushing her to the peak of passion again. At the very

moment of climax, he would withdraw again, leaving her both angry and ashamed.



He would frequently lean in, breathing hot air into her ear, causing her already taut nerves to snap

. She wanted to escape but couldn't, desperately trying to meet his thrusts, but it still wasn't enough. Her mind went blank, only

her slightly parted lips murmuring breathlessly, "I want...I want..."



"What do you want?" that seductive voice came from behind her, as his thrusts intensified

. No matter how chaste or averse to seeing such things she had grown up, she knew perfectly well that he wanted her

to name the treasure that drove her to ecstasy.



That treasure was indeed formidable, almost twice the size of her husband's, and as hard as an iron rod.

It had been thrusting in and out of her for nearly half an hour without showing any sign of fatigue. He teased

her wave after wave, yet remained completely at ease, showing no sign of suppressing his desire. She suspected that

he hadn't .



Thinking of this, she felt both joy and fear. Hearing him ask her to call out the name of that treasure, her face flushed crimson with shame. She

bit her lip in a final, futile resistance; after all, after so many years of chastity and timidity, she simply couldn't bring herself to

utter the name of that lewd object.



Seeing her silence, the man chuckled and thrust harder, making her weak and unable to resist. She

begged , "Please... spare me... I really can't say it..."



The man remained silent, only intensifying his movements, making her pleas broken and unable to finish. From repeatedly saying "No," she began to

murmur "I'll say... I'll say..."



The man slowed his movements, bringing his lips close to hers, listening to her whisper, almost inaudibly, with extreme

shyness , "I want... I want... my dear brother's... my... darling..."



Hearing the word "darling," the man looked at the virtuous woman beneath him, remembering her usual dignified and elegant demeanor, and

felt an indescribable excitement. He resumed his thrusting, but not so rapidly, instead alternating between fast and slow, deep and

shallow, giving her indescribable pleasure.



She thought she had satisfied his ears, but then, recalling her lewd words,

her face flushed crimson to the roots of her ears. She closed her eyes, afraid to open them, trying to convince herself that it was just a nightmare that hadn't happened. Unexpectedly,

he leaned close to her ear again and said something that drove her mad: "What is your brother's 'treasure'?"



He was going to say it again! This terrified her. She desperately twisted her body as if trying to escape, but he teased her repeatedly, leaving

her feeling neither alive nor dead. She had no choice but to submit in humiliation. She racked her brains, remembering

the scene from years ago when she secretly read about her husband's frivolous writings, her heart pounding. With gritted teeth and a determined heart, she squeezed out two words—"

penis "—and closed her eyes tightly, her body twisting even more contorted, utterly ashamed.



Unexpectedly, he remained relentless. Although his increasingly

excited movements were evident from his lower body, he continued to press, "What does 'penis' mean? I'm not well-educated, I don't understand!"



These words struck like a thunderbolt. The virtuous woman, unaccustomed to such a scene, instantly flushed crimson, adopting

a posture of absolute resistance. He not only continued his work below, but also gently licked her earlobe, caressed her nipples,

and occasionally gave them a firm pinch, driving the beautiful woman, overwhelmed by shame and desire, almost to madness. His movements were intermittent,

leaving her burning with desire and helpless.



She desperately tried to endure, but her writhing legs and buttocks faithfully betrayed her lust. When her

last defenses crumbled, her face turned purple, and with immense resolve, she took a deep breath and shouted

out two words—"Phallict!"



After uttering these two words, she almost wanted to die.

For even facing death.



But the man, though aroused by those three aphrodisiac calls like a beast in heat, his lower body even more swollen

and hard, red to the point of turning purple, unexpectedly pulled his "treasure" out

. He pulled it to the entrance, paused briefly, and then said



, "Unfortunately, my dear sister, what you want—your treasure, your penis, your phallus—I have none of. What I can give

, you don't want."



With a "whoosh," he prepared to thrust out all at once.



This drove the virtuous woman completely mad. Although he had brought her to the brink of ecstasy, she was still...

Only then did she realize that if he came out and refused, it would truly be the end of her! She frantically begged for mercy, apologized, and

pleaded with him not to give it away, begging him to give it to her.



He said, "One last time, tell your good brother if he has anything he can use on his little sister

."



She struggled, terrified, but he showed no more coercion than before, instead displaying an impatient air, saying,

"Since I don't have what my little sister wants, I have no choice but to withdraw."



The chaste beauty pleaded desperately, knowing she couldn't escape her fate, only gasping in vain, "What...is...what is it, good

brother ?"



He grinned wickedly, leaning closer to her and saying, "Don't you know, little sister? It's that thing!" He breathed his

last breath into her ear, "That thing!"



Her shame shattered completely; she understood that no matter what she did, she was destined to be slaughtered. Her

whole body flushed red, her legs pressed firmly against the bed, her buttocks no longer twitching but gripping tightly, gasping for

breath, only her breasts still trembling slightly.



With all her might, she squeezed her eyes shut and shouted, "Cock...cock...

I want my good brother's cock...I want my brother's cock..."



This cry pushed her nerves to the limit, and he was also at his peak of excitement. "Brother gives

you his whole cock!"



His enormous penis, almost doubling in size, lifted her snow-white buttocks and thrust into her like a madman

, pounding in and out, like waves crashing against rocks, making a loud slapping sound.



The increasingly fierce thrusts caused her to erupt like a torrent, reaching a climax in an instant.

Her mind blank, leaving only heavy breathing and the spasms of her entire body.



The man, too, was panting heavily; his violent semen had already broken through his thick penis, about to

gush forth like a raging torrent into her virginity, as if to shatter her, turning her into a shower of flying petals and shattered jade beneath him

.



The virtuous woman had long forgotten all shame and womanly virtue, only desperately waving her wanton buttocks and chaste

vulva to welcome his nectar, his thunderous thrust!



She closed her eyes tightly, shouting ecstatically, "Good brother... release it into me! I want your

cock to release into me!"



But he didn't.



Although the extreme excitement had almost made him unable to hold back his ejaculation, he

still suppressed the urge to ejaculate before that moment arrived. He withdrew his erect penis from the limp woman, from the once incomparably chaste

vulva. Perhaps from that moment on, that vulva was no longer a chaste vulva, but rather a vulva

dripping with a man's semen.



The virtuous woman was no longer a virtuous woman, but a wanton

woman . However, not a single drop of semen flowed from her lower body, because he refused to give it to her; only her own vaginal fluids

seeped out in small streams, like a recently quenched flood.



She was already delirious, her snow-white body limp on the bed, utterly powerless. Only one small

hand, as if wanting to savor the memory, reached slightly towards her lower body, but it was too weak to touch.



He looked at this chaste woman's shameful state, merely smiling faintly. He gripped his erect penis, recalling his aunt

's wanton manner, thinking how fortunate he hadn't wasted his vital essence here, otherwise he would have been utterly humiliated. He put on his trousers,

draped a long robe over his shoulders, and pushed open the door.



Pushing open his aunt's door, although he knew what was coming, he couldn't help but be somewhat surprised. His aunt, though wearing

a flowing robe on her upper body, was completely naked from the waist down. You must know that this was in ancient times, in the era of the strictest Confucianism, when

a woman would be so ashamed that even the sight of her forearm would lead to suicide. If the reader doesn't believe it, they can look at the register of chaste women in the county government office, densely filled with the names of chaste and virtuous women who died for their vows to avoid being seen or



touched, inspiring reverence and worship, and making women throughout the land follow their example, daring not to cross the line even half a step. But today, his aunt was incredibly audacious. Although they had been having an affair for several days, he was still amazed.   "What are you waiting for? Come on!" His aunt stuck her buttocks out high, her fingers already caressing her vulva , making soft moaning sounds. Masturbation? That was said to be the most despicable thing for men, according to the sages. Women… Seeing his aunt's shameful behavior, he was consumed by lust and thrust into her.   "You little slut, how dare you laugh at a seven-foot man like me."   "So what if I laugh at a seven-foot man? I'm laughing at my three-inch ugly thing."   Three inches? Although he knew it was just banter, it still aroused him. His treasure, let alone a three-inch piece of trash , it was probably more than six or eight inches. How could he let that woman say anything more? A sudden downpour ensued, and the little slut who was just so smug was now only breathing heavily, just begging for mercy.   He ignored her, mocking her for not easily yielding to a man's dignity. He thoroughly violated her, inside and out, until she was completely submissive. After several orgasms, the young woman could no longer resist, only wishing that her little cunt could serve him with its torrent of pleasure, pouring in completely, allowing him to fully indulge her. But he refused, merely withdrawing his penis (the slutty young woman had already used a name a thousand times more obscene, too vulgar to be written down).   The young woman, however, was relentless. Despite her lower body being almost broken, she still twisted, her small hand grabbing the jade pillar that had brought her to the heavens, and taking it into her mouth. Her small mouth was both sweet and lewd, the warm licking providing a completely . Yet he still managed to hold back his ejaculation several times, exhausting the slutty young woman to the point of impatience.   "Brother's penis is simply a divine weapon, I can't ejaculate even if I try my best... Auntie, I can't take it anymore!" As tears streamed down her face, almost in despair, he ejaculated violently less than an inch from her lips, covering her face and body with his holy fluid— evidence of his conquest and her humiliation.   The auntie was both ashamed and angry, chasing after him with her small hands, but he just grinned wickedly. One hit, one response; another hit, another response, and in the blink of an eye, her small hands were in his grasp. He pushed her onto the bed, spreading her legs to reveal her little sister, which had just been thoroughly penetrated.   In just a few moments, she was astonished to find that after his recent frenzy, his lower body was once again majestic and erect . Then what happened was the fate she already knew—to be played with by him, to be ravaged by him, to be whipped by him.











































































He thrust into her, making her itch unbearably and then reach the peak of pleasure.



Half an hour later, she had survived several brushes with death, and this time he generously ejaculated all his semen into her

vagina, making her almost faint from pleasure.



"I've never so readily bestowed such a wonderful gift upon a woman twice. Aunt, you are truly

blessed!" he whispered in her hazy ear.

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