【Tales of the Land】(Volume 6, Chapter 1)

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Volume

VI Chapter 1 Integrating Theory with Practice On

December 24th, 193rd year of the Great Swamp, Wang

Jianbo , accepted an invitation from Li Lin,

a slut from Nanjing University of the Arts, to spend a decadent Christmas Eve at "Ruyi Never Sleeps City." Li Lin was intent on seducing him, hoping to become Wang Jianbo's concubine. The two, being lovers, naturally had to keep their secret rendezvous a secret from his official wife, the beautiful Fang Ning, until things were

consummated . Wang Jianbo, a man of high moral character, was fond of novelty but

never tired of the old. Thinking of Li Lin's words about "lots of pretty girls inside," he felt sexually aroused.

After much thought, he devised an excuse to trick Fang Ning into staying alone in the dormitory that night, so

he could go to "Ruyi Never Sleeps City" with Shui Linfeng to have a wild time with fresh beauties.

That damned Shui Linfeng, I haven't seen him for three or four days straight. He keeps calling my cell phone, asking me to answer

"present!" during roll call in class

. I wonder where he's disappeared to. But lately, he's been buying new phones and clothes, so he's probably

off somewhere working to earn money again.

It started snowing heavily last night, it seems this year will be a rare, romantic white Christmas.

At dusk, the South Campus of Nanjing University was deserted. Wang Jianbo, with Fang Ning in his arms, watched the snow from a sheltered spot near

the clock tower The plants in front of the clock tower were all evergreen, the white snow contrasting

beautifully with the green.

It was so quiet you could almost hear the snowflakes rustling on the grass. Looking at

Fang Ning nestled in his arms, her face more beautiful than a flower, Wang Jianbo didn't know what to say.

Looking towards the snow-covered auditorium in the distance, Wang Jianbo cleared his throat and gave Fang Ning his ridiculous excuse

: he told her there was a class reunion that evening and it wouldn't be convenient to bring a female companion; she should go back to her dorm to study after

dinner .

Fang Ning merely raised her head slightly, her eyes darting sideways, her lips twitching in a half-smile,

silently watching him without saying a word.

The beauties of Nanjing University are terrifyingly beautiful creatures to men; they're not easily fooled.

Men with even a little bit of low intelligence should never choose a Nanjing University beauty as a wife. Fang Ning, who scored over 600 points to get into Nanjing University,

couldn't possibly be a big-breasted, brainless idiot.

Since being rescued by Shui Linfeng, Fang Ning hadn't served him. Qin Yihong had long wanted to challenge Fang Ning to a duel with Shui

Linfeng, but Shui Linfeng was always busy and rarely available.

Today, Qin Yihong invited her to "Ruyi Never Sleeps City," but she hadn't even had a chance to inform her master, Shui Linfeng!

Fang Ning knew perfectly well what Wang Jianbo was up to. He was definitely out playing around with some new girl again. Fine, he could do

his thing, and she'd do hers! No interference.

Smart men and women don't cling to each other; moderation is key. Although Fang Ning saw right through Wang Jianbo, she pretended

to be oblivious and said, "Okay! But no flirting with girls! I'm taking my English CET-6 exam. If you don't bother me, I

can finally have some peace and quiet to study!"

Wang Jianbo wasn't stupid either. Sensing Fang Ning's disbelief, he grabbed her

hand and showered her with sweet words. Then, he used both his hands and mouth to lavish attention on her face, lips, and breasts—he practically licked her feet too.

Fang Ning happily closed her eyes and enjoyed it. For a woman, having a man go out of his way to flatter her is a blessing. If it were

a monster, no one would bother. Besides, she was now Shui Linfeng's slave; whether she married

Wang Jianbo depended on her master's opinion.

As Wang Jianbo continued his actions, he became increasingly aroused. With one hand, he kneaded

Fang Ning's breasts through her thin cashmere sweater, while the other hand unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, and whispered in her ear, "Good girl, lick me!"

Fang Ning, seeing this lecherous Wang Jianbo

pulling out his penis and demanding she lick it in front of the school clock tower—a place where teachers and students could easily walk by—couldn't help but curse, "You're going to die! You're doing this in a place like this!"

Wang Jianbo, burning with lust, intensified his kneading, saying, "Okay! Hurry up! Just one lick!"

Fang Ning, unable to resist his advances, grasped his five-inch penis and laughed, "Just one lick?"

Wang Jianbo impatiently replied, "Yes! Yes! Just one lick!"

Fang Ning gave a wicked smile, looked around to make sure no one was watching, then bent down, opened her small mouth, and

swiftly extended her delicate tongue... With a swift swipe of her tongue, she immediately raised her head and laughed, "Alright

! Hurry up and put it away! If this thing gets cold, you won't be able to see a doctor!"

Wang Jianbo, aroused by her teasing, pleaded, "Good sister! Please,

how can count! I meant 'a quick release'!"

Fang Ning giggled and said, "Don't you know I'm all brawn and no brains? Why are you being so subtle? I'll help

you release it, but you have to keep an eye on people!"

Wang Jianbo said urgently, "Of course! If someone suddenly jumps out, I'll be the one with impotence! I have to be

highly vigilant!"

Fang Ning then bent down again, gently taking Wang Jianbo's large glans into her mouth, licking the

urethral opening with her tongue, and pulling her zipper down wider, slipping a hand inside. With one hand stroking his scrotum and the other

his penis, she licked up and down, giving Wang Jianbo immense pleasure.

Wang Jianbo noticed that Fang Ning's oral sex skills had become increasingly proficient and fluent over the past few days. He was quite pleased with himself, assuming Fang Ning

was practicing diligently for him. Little did he know that since finding another master,

Fang Ning had been studying various AV films to better please him in the future.

At this moment, Fang Ning was combining the theories she had learned from AV films with practice, using Wang Jianbo's

penis as a test subject. She used both her hands and mouth, earnestly licking and stroking it with a variety of techniques.

Wang Jianbo enjoyed the incredibly pleasurable service from Fang Ning's mouth and hands while simultaneously remaining

vigilant for anyone else approaching. This combination of pleasure and tension was particularly stimulating. Suddenly

, his penis swelled, the glans almost doubling in size. Fang Ning knew he was about to ejaculate, so she intensified her stroking. Wang Jianbo

couldn't hold back any longer, and his semen gushed out.

Fang Ning took a mouthful, but unlike before, she didn't immediately spit it out. She knew that this was the moment when the man was

in a state of pleasure, and that she needed to be a good female slave in the future. Spitting out in this situation would not please her master. According to

the theory in AV films, her small mouth still held the glans, and she sucked hard, swallowing the semen with a "glug, glug" sound.

Wang Jianbo felt that Fang Ning was becoming more and more obedient and adorable, and said with satisfaction, "Oh—! Little sister is so good, so

comfortable!"

Fang Ning didn't take Wang Jianbo's praise to heart, but thought to herself, "If only Master could

praise !"

She slowly pulled out her penis, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and casually said, "Feeling good, huh! You idiot!

After dinner, take me back to my dormitory!"

Wang Jianbo naturally agreed, and after a few more affectionate caresses, he took her slender hand, supported her

waist , and stood up. The two of them went to Jin Yin Street for dinner.

When Fang Ning returned to her dormitory at seven o'clock in the evening, she found Qin Yihong already waiting there. As soon as Lao Wang left,

Qin Yihong couldn't help but ask, "How did you get Wang Dakai to let you go? Did you use your mouth again?"

Fang Ning laughed, "How annoying! You can say such things so openly! I'm impressed!"

Qin Yihong laughed, "You brat! I meant you used your mouth to make it clear to him, not that you

used your mouth to do *that* for him! Really—! You're acting like a guilty conscience!"

The two beauties bickered and teased each other as they finished getting ready. Finally, at 8:30, they went out together,

ran to Guangzhou Road, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for "Ruyi Never Sleeps City."

Wu Qing arrived at "Ruyi Never Sleeps City" at 7:00 to prepare for her sexy performance that night. During this time, she used

"heart-to-heart communication" to contact her master, Shui Linfeng, several times, wanting to serve him with her body. However, Shui Linfeng told her that he

had important things to do and would definitely have sex with her properly another day. But for her, offering herself to her master as soon as possible was

a female slave's only wish.

Shui Linfeng wouldn't see her, so she had no choice. After changing into her performance costume and rehearsing for a bit, she put on

her down coat and sat alone on a high stool at the bar, sullenly ordering a glass of red wine and

drinking it by herself.

Underneath her down coat, Wu Qing wore only a pair of tight-fitting, high-elasticity, bright red eight-inch leather

shorts . Most of her snow-white buttocks were exposed below the shorts, the upper part of which just covered her vulva, leaving

about three inches from her navel.

On both sides of the shorts, between the front and back leather panels, about three inches of space were exposed, each side

connected by three silver rings. At the base of each ring were three high-elastic leather straps. Wearing these shorts, Wu Qing's two long

, snow-white legs were completely exposed. She wore a pair of knee-high, nine-inch, bright red leather boots. The boot tops

were covered with thick white fur, extending up to her rounded knees. Just below the fur were a pair of

long , bright red tassels, which fluttered as her legs moved.

She wore nothing above her head, except for two

custom-made nipple covers, each the size of a beer bottle. These were different from the ones sold in the market. They were also bright red and adhered firmly. Each nipple cover

had a matching six-inch tassel attached, which swayed like a pendulum as her breasts moved.

A pair of bright red leather gloves stretched from the base of her middle finger to the middle of her upper arm, clinging tightly to her jade-like arms, while her

beautiful, slender hands were completely exposed. Her long, delicate fingers were as smooth as bamboo shoots after rain. Her face was heavily made

up, with deep red eyeshadow. Her willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes were meticulously drawn upwards, and her cheeks were flushed pink, so delicate they seemed to break at

a touch. The earrings on both ears were also tassels of the same color, eerily dangling almost to her shoulders. This was what

she wore underneath during the performance; she changed into several costumes during the carnival, but this was the only one she didn't change into.

At midnight, all the strippers, waitresses, and other staff members had to take off their outer garments,

and they all wore this on top. The difference was that the strippers' nipple covers had a string of tassels attached to the back, while the waitresses

didn't, making it look like they were shirtless.

She had just finished a glass of red wine when a bespectacled man, probably around

twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, approached her. He snapped his fingers and ordered her another glass of the same red wine, then, with a lecherous grin, asked,

"Why are you alone, little sister?"

Wu Qing rolled her eyes at him, didn't say anything, but casually took the red wine from his hand.

Seeing an opening, the "bespectacled wolf" shamelessly sat down on the high stool next to her

, teasingly saying, "Beautiful lady! Let's be friends! My name is Zhang Ji!"

Wu Qing glanced at him with her alluring eyes, lazily and seductively replying, "Old-fashioned!"

At that one sentence, the bespectacled wolf immediately felt a difficulty swallowing; his little penis "jumped" to life.

He took two large gulps of wine and laughed, "Where am I old-fashioned! Tell me, sister!"

Wu Qing was already annoyed! Seeing the wolf's pathetic state, she was about to shoo him away when suddenly her eyes lit up, and

she burst out laughing, her face as red as a peach blossom, her eyes sparkling with spring, incredibly charming, and she said in a sweet, melodious voice, "I

meant your name! Zhang Ji! Haha! It sounds like a piece of cake!"

Now the wolf felt even more confident. Seeing Wu Qing's seductive manner, his wolfish claws under the table couldn't help but

reach out, saying, "My name was given by my parents, what can I do about it!" 　　With a loud

"smack!" , Wu Qing slapped his hand away without hesitation, but wasn't angry. She smiled slightly and said, " You didn't even move your hand when I saw it, don't you even know this basic etiquette?" 　　The bespectacled wolf laughed and said, "Oh! You're quite bold! You have character, I like that! But I just couldn't help myself girl is so beautiful! Are you a barmaid here? Name your price! One thousand! Two thousand..." 　　Wu Qing said mischievously, "I'm not a barmaid! I'm a stripper! I can't just go with you for one or two thousand!... Hey! You've got too much money and you're too frivolous! Anyway, I'm free, so how about this! You give me two thousand, and I'll help you vent!" 　　Zhang Ji Xi Dao exclaimed, "Okay! Okay! Okay!...Right here?" 　　Wu Qing laughed, "What? You don't dare!" 　　Provoked by the beauty, Zhang Ji retorted angrily, "What's there to be afraid of! Come on then!" 　　Wu Qing stretched out her slender hand and said, "Give it to me!" 　　Zhang Ji asked in confusion, "What—?" 　　Wu Qing said, "Pay first, then enjoy! If you don't have money, forget it!" Zhang Ji retorted angrily, 　　"What are you talking about! Pay first, then pay first, are you afraid I'll run away?" 　　He casually pulled out a stack of Daze coins from his pocket, more than two thousand yuan, and threw it on the bar, saying, "Count it!" 　　Wu Qing smiled, took it, slapped it in her palm, and casually placed it in her down jacket.

In the coat pocket, she said, "But let's make this clear first, only I can touch you, you can't touch me!"

Zhang Ji said, "What kind of logic is that! Two thousand yuan! Do you think it's just for copying paper?"

Wu Qing suddenly sternly said, "Fine, don't do it! I'll give you your money back! Go as far away as you can and die for me! Don't

bother me again!"

Zhang Ji was very fond of Wu Qing, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "No, but it has to be good!"

Wu Qing suddenly laughed again, and said seductively, "Of course! I guarantee you'll be aroused!"

Holding a wine glass in her left hand, she reached into his clothes with her right hand and stroked down from his nipples.

Zhang Ji trembled with pleasure, and before she could finish, he hurriedly unzipped his pants and said,

"Come on! Blow on me!"

Wu Qing chuckled and said in a seductive voice, "Don't rush, there's still plenty of time before the show starts, take your time, I'll give you a

handjob , then we'll go to the bathroom, how about that, handsome!"

Zhang Ji nodded vigorously! In the bustling lobby, being masturbated by such a seductive beauty was something I'd never

experienced before. The two stood back to back, faces towards the bar, each holding a glass of wine. Wu Qing subtly shielded herself with her body,

her hands moving with varying pressure and speed, seemingly without any technique, yet subtly skillful.

Wu Qing's hands were incredibly beautiful, slender, and smooth, fleshy but not fat, soft and supple.

When held still, they resembled a woman's vulva. A week ago, Shui Linfeng had met her when he got his driver's license and

had inadvertently discovered her exquisitely beautiful hands—the rare "airplane hands" described in Taoist

texts . On a whim, he implanted the entire section on hand techniques from the "Linglong Record" into her consciousness,

jokingly telling her to practice diligently, and that if she didn't perform well during the test, he'd have her whipped. Seeing his master's pleasure, Wu

Qing practiced diligently, employing the most varied techniques with his hands: touching, flicking, twisting, stroking, lifting, and so on—more than ten times

more than with his mouth. His techniques on his vulva were far more numerous.

Using only one hand, he could create hundreds of distinct variations; using both hands simultaneously, the number doubled, and when combined with his mouth

, breasts, and vulva, the possibilities could reach a thousand. Just moments ago, on Zhang Ji's nipples, Wu Qing

had already used seven or eight variations, igniting Zhang Ji's burning lust. Now, he was intensifying

his assault on his penis, doing everything in his power.

Under the skillful manipulation of Wu Qing, this rare "airplane hand," in less than ten minutes, although Zhang Ji desperately tried

to hold back several times, his penis simply couldn't endure it any longer. His head lifted, and his semen gushed out like a fountain, a

final, powerful jet of white foam, before he collapsed, unable to stand for a while.

Zhang Ji's face flushed red, and he cried out, "Oh no! I can't stand up! Go ahead and blow on it! Otherwise,

how are we supposed to play in the bathroom?"

Wu Qing laughed loudly and lewdly, raising her semen-covered "masturbation hand" and

, taking advantage of Zhang Ji's distraction while he was looking at his penis and talking, splashed him all over his face and head. The sticky semen dripped slowly down his eyes and

hair .

Wu Qing wasn't about to let it go. She then rubbed her hand roughly on the stunned Zhang Ji's body a few more times,

laughing lewdly as she ran away, saying in a crisp voice, "Go blow on it for your mother! I meant to say we should wash our

hands in the bathroom after masturbating! You pervert, what were you thinking! Hehehe!"

In a flash, Wu Qing disappeared into the chaotic crowd. Zhang Ji was seething with anger,

but he didn't recognize her. Where could he find her in so many people? It wouldn't be good to

run around ; if acquaintances saw it and word got out, wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?

The bartender next to him had witnessed the whole thing and was also grinning mischievously. Noticing Zhang Ji looking at him, he immediately suppressed his smirk and

pretended to wipe the glasses, his expression even more comical.

Zhang Ji angrily said, "What's so funny! By the way! Do you know her?"

The bartender replied, "I know her, but it's not convenient to say!"

Zhang Ji angrily retorted, "What's inconvenient to say!"

Suddenly realizing something, he handed over a hundred-yuan bill and said, "Take me to your staff changing room..."

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