Beauty Cave

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Beauty Cave (Part 1).

Sun Qing believed he had unintentionally entered a divine realm.

Perhaps this place was one that no one had ever been to before, so no one knew it was a divine realm. Sun Qing was a very strong and energetic person. That time, he went to do rock climbing. This was an extremely difficult and dangerous sport, as difficult as mountain climbing, but different in that it did not use ropes, chisels, or other tools. He climbed almost vertical cliffs barehanded, wearing rubber shoes, relying solely on the uneven rocks on the cliff face for support, or using his feet or toes for footholds. Sometimes he would use powder from a bag he carried at his waist to coat his hands, absorbing sweat and preventing slipping.

Climbing like this, if one fell, there was always a chance of rescue, but very few people encountered accidents, which was quite remarkable. Perhaps this situation was not so surprising, because those who dared to do this must have first been certain of their own physical strength, which was better than relying too much on ropes and hooks, which made it much harder to be rescued in case of an accident.

No one had ever climbed this cliff before, perhaps because climbers thought it was too low, too easy, and not challenging enough.

Sun Qing was almost at the top when he encountered an accident.

He grabbed onto a protruding spot, but his feet had nothing to grip, so he had to use his arms to pull himself up.

Just then, he felt the ground he was climbing on begin to shake, and his heart pounded with fear.

It seemed that a large section of the rock had loosened, and his weight was about to cause him to fall.

He had no choice but to desperately try to hold on, hoping he wouldn't fall completely off; if he did, he would fall down the mountain with the large rock.

The rock continued to shake, and Sun Qing broke out in a cold sweat.

Then, it broke free.

Sun Qing thought he was really dead.

However, to his surprise, the rock didn't fall outwards, but instead sank inwards.

It turned out the cliff face was hollow.

Sun Qing screamed and fell into the dark abyss. As he fell, he was filled with fear of death, for the cavity inside might be very deep, and he couldn't find anything to hold onto. He plummeted to the bottom, landing on something very soft. He barely bounced back up, just kept sinking, but the soft material gradually pressed against his sinking, finally bringing him to a stop. He stopped without any shock or dizziness. He breathed a sigh of relief, thankful to have survived.

He also noticed that what had cushioned him was a large, peculiar layer, like seaweed or dried sponge. He had sunk into this pile and needed to climb back up. He knew which direction was up because that was where the light came from. There

was a hole in the cliff face, and light was streaming in through it. It was like swimming in dry water and reaching the surface. Then he assessed the situation. Since he didn't believe there was anything else inside, his first priority was to find an escape route.

From his initial observation, escape didn't seem easy. The cliff's exterior was uneven, but its interior was smooth as a mirror. This smoothness meant there was nothing to hold onto, making it extremely difficult to climb out; without climbing tools, it would be virtually impossible. Unless he could carve a hole in the cliff face from the lower part, he could escape. Since the cliff was so fragile, capable of collapsing, he might as well try to make a hole.

He began to climb towards the cliff, but halfway up, he cried out in surprise. A human body blocked his way. He first saw a pair of legs, belonging to a woman, lying on something like a sponge. He recognized it as a woman because the legs were slightly parted and facing him, allowing him to see between them—no clothes.

Between the legs was not a male feature; there was a thick, dark, fine patch, like a apple kernel, with a dark red slit in the middle. It was a beautiful, neat slit, but not something to admire. In such circumstances, what's there to admire if it's a corpse? He looked around and started shouting again, almost incessantly, because he saw many legs and arms protruding from between the dry sponges, all seemingly women's, with a head among them, also a woman's head.

At first, he had glimpsed these things, but only thought they were white, mistaking them for white stones or something similar. Now he realized this was a large morgue, no wonder he had shouted so loudly. But then he felt he might have guessed wrong.

The "corpse" before him wasn't a corpse at all. After his shouts, which still echoed in the cave, the woman let out a soft moan and stirred, as if she had been disturbed by Sun Qing's voice while fast asleep, but hadn't been awakened. Sun Qing also remembered touching the woman's legs earlier; they were warm, not cold. Corpses should be cold, Sun Qing thought, stunned.

He thought this was impossible. Were there many naked women sleeping in this place? If it were a corpse, that would be more reasonable. A person dies here and their body is preserved, which makes perfect sense. Sleeping here? Why would a living person sleep here? But since it's a living person, it's best to ask why.

Sun Qing crawled over and shook the woman.

He saw that she was a young and very beautiful woman. Although she wasn't wearing any clothes, given the circumstances, he believed she wouldn't mind his harassment. He shook her and called out, "Miss, Miss!"

She moved slightly, making a faint sound, but didn't wake up. Her complexion was so good; she certainly wasn't sick.

He pushed her for a while, but she didn't wake up. It seemed she wouldn't wake up for some reason.

He had to try another one, not a corpse either, and the reaction was the same—she seemed to be asleep. He pushed and called her, and she reacted somewhat, but still didn't wake up.

There were seven of them, all so beautiful, yet each with a different kind of beauty, sleeping soundly at the bottom of this enormous cave, atop a sea of dried sponges. For

a man to be surrounded by so many beautiful women, so beautiful that even a beauty pageant wouldn't be so easy to choose, and yet at his mercy, was a rare stroke of good fortune. But Sun Qing didn't think of that; he wasn't that kind of man, and he was more worried about how to escape. He also wondered if they had an owner… Had someone trapped them here?

Someone must have put them here, and if so, there must be another exit. Since they weren't awake, they couldn't tell him anything. Sun Qing had no choice but to crawl around the cave, searching for that other exit. He had to crawl; the dried sponges were soft and clingy, making it difficult to stand and walk.

But he searched every inch of the cave's walls, unable to find an entrance or exit.

Unless they were hidden under those sponges, which would be incredibly difficult to find, he had to turn his attention back to the sleeping beauties.

He grabbed the arm of the woman closest to him and shook her, calling, "Miss! Miss!" The woman's response was the same; she stirred slightly and let out a soft moan, but remained unconscious.

This frustrated Sun Qing, who truly didn't know what to do.

As he hesitated, a strange voice suddenly called out, "You fool! Kiss her!" Sun Qing abruptly looked up, unable to discern the source of the voice, as echoes bounced around in the large cave, easily obscuring the origin.

He saw something moving at the opening through which he had fallen. There stood a bird that looked like a parrot, its voice resembling that of a parrot.

As he looked, the bird spoke again; it was indeed speaking. It said, "You fool! Kiss her!"

"Haven't you heard the story of Sleeping Beauty? She's waiting for a prince on a white horse, and only when the prince kisses her will she wake up!" Sun Qing said, "That...that's just a story...I'm not a prince!" "You fool!" The parrot flew up and flew away.

"Hey! You!" Sun Qing called out, "Wait for me!" But the parrot flew away and didn't come back. Sun Qing thought about it and felt that he had no choice but to give it a try.

There was nothing to lose, so he lowered his head and gently kissed the woman's lips, which was definitely not a difficult thing to do.

She was a very young and beautiful woman with long hair, her hair was coffee-colored with some gold, her skin was milky white and her nipples were light pink, she seemed to have Western ancestry, but he couldn't tell what race she was at first. But in any case, she was very beautiful, and her hair had a faint fragrance.

Indeed, kissing such a woman was definitely not a difficult thing. After Sun Qing kissed her, she actually came to life. More sounds began to come out of her throat, and she stretched out her arms and hugged Sun Qing. Her lips moved, her tongue darting out and into his. For a moment, Sun Qing also reacted; he was a man with normal bodily functions, he just didn't want to take advantage of her.

It was different when the other person knew and reacted. However, she still shouldn't know who he was. Therefore, when her eyelids fluttered open, Sun Qing quickly withdrew. He said, "I...I'm sorry..." He struggled to explain that he kissed her to wake her, but she had actually woken up. Would she believe his explanation?

But she said, "Why are you sorry? I've been waiting for you for so long!" He said, "You...you recognize me?" She said, "I've been waiting for you; only you can save us!" "Well, it's good you're awake," he said, "Can you tell me what happened?" She said, "You want to make love to me!" Her arms and legs wrapped around him like snakes.

"We...we..." Sun Qing stammered, growing increasingly anxious. "Can't we talk first?" "If you don't make love with me, I'll fall asleep again!" she said.

"How could this be?" Sun Qing said, "Get up first, let's talk this out!" He was also acting impulsively, but he felt uneasy until he truly understood.

"You first..." she began, then suddenly stopped, her body went limp, and she fell back down, her eyes closing.

Sun Qing pushed her, called her, but she didn't respond.

Having no other option, Sun Qing resorted to his usual method, kissing her lips again.

She woke up again, as if she had completely forgotten what had happened last time.

She said again, "If you don't make love with me, I'll fall asleep again!" Sun Qing stopped, and her eyelids indeed began to close again. Sun Qing's hand gently stroked and played with her nipples, and she became alert again, letting out low moans and gasps, as if there was a button there that could wake her up.

Sun Qing had no choice but to continue, even though it wasn't strenuous. She pressed his head against her breasts, letting him suckle her almost perfect nipples. This made her even more alert and awake, and her hands began to move over his body. Her movements were so skilled that Sun Qing felt inferior. Sun Qing was an athletic person, and being athletic meant he wasn't a womanizer.

He had only had one girlfriend before who had done this with him, but they broke up due to incompatibility. She preferred stillness, while he preferred activity. He then focused more on sports, and with his unusual hobby, it was indeed quite difficult to find a like-minded girlfriend.

Although he and his ex-girlfriend were quite skilled, she didn't have this kind of technique; he didn't know that a woman's hands and mouth could be used in so many ways. Later, he had to pause because he was still dressed, and he couldn't do what she wanted without removing his clothes. During this pause, she gradually became dazed again, but she seemed to have been stimulated quite strongly, so she didn't immediately fall asleep again.

When he kissed her again, her passion returned.

She was already naked, so Sun Qing didn't need to go through the trouble of undressing her. He could simply move closer, but only briefly. His experience was limited; he'd only been with one woman, and even his usual angles weren't smooth. It seemed every woman was slightly different. He only had a strong physique, capable of a powerful thrust. She

had to reach out to steady him. Once he was in position, things changed. The wall that had seemed impassable before suddenly appeared, wet and tight. He thrust into that slippery surface, feeling as if he'd forced an entrance into the wall that hadn't actually been there.

A little in, she pressed her hand against his pelvis, her brow furrowing slightly: "Slower…it hurts…" "If you're not ready," Sun Qing said, "you can wait!" He remembered his ex-girlfriend was like that too; it took a long time, and entering too early would be uncomfortable.

The woman said, "No...it's just...it's my first time...just be gentle!" "How could it be your first time?" Sun Qing said, "You seem to be more experienced than I am at this!" "I've never done it before," she said, "It's true." Sun Qing felt there was no reason for her to lie; even without pretending it was her first time, she was already incredibly attractive.

She wasn't asking him to pay any price.

Sun Qing wasn't very experienced in discerning these things, but he sensed it.

It was so slippery, yet so tight.

That strange, sponge-like thing was a good cushion, not too soft, not too hard, making it easy to apply pressure.

Sun Qing exerted his strength and began to penetrate gradually. Suddenly, he felt as if he had broken through some barriers and reached the end.

At this point, he felt even more comfortable, and he couldn't help but compare her to his ex-girlfriend—this was his only comparison. She was so much better, it was just a pity he didn't have any special skills or techniques, and didn't know how to please her as much as possible.

But it seemed enough. Perhaps a man first needs sufficient strength and a longer duration.

Sun Qing didn't quite have the ability to control the duration, but he was never too short.

He continued thrusting like this, and she gradually went from being very tight to slightly dilated. This dilation clearly increased with her feelings, and her secretions also increased with time and speed. Naturally, his thrusts became faster and faster. Sometimes she would convulse, which was clearly a reaction to reaching orgasm, and the sounds she made confirmed this.

Although she said it was her first time, her movements in welcoming and giving were quite skilled, and her hands were never idle, wandering over his sensitive areas. Sometimes one hand's fingers would gently rub against his groin, but most of the time she played with his nipples, the speed of her hand playing with them seemingly reflecting her feelings.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning, and he didn't know how much time had passed. Finally, he reached his climax. A wave of euphoria washed over her, and his essence gushed forth completely. She held him tightly, as if trying to absorb every last drop, not wanting to waste a single moment. Finally, they both came to a standstill.

(End of Beauty Cave)

She said, "Your seed...has it already been given to me?" "Seed..." Sun Qing said weakly, "You mean..." "Isn't that a seed?" she said.

Sun Qing knew it was a man's seed, but what she found strange was that a woman with a stranger would only fear his seed might be successfully planted, yet she seemed to hope it would.

Knowing the seed had been given to her, she released him, and he lazily rolled away, lying down beside her.

She sat up and tore off some of that dry, sponge-like stuff to wipe his body. It was quite useful, softer than a towel and absorbent.

Sun Qing found her service quite pleasant.

After resting for a while, he remained lying there lazily. His natural reaction after what he had done was to want to sleep, but he refused to sleep; he wanted to find out exactly what had happened here.

He said, "Who are you? How did you get here?" "I don't know," she said.

"What? You don't know?" Sun Qing said, "You must know." "I don't know," she said, "I just fell asleep, waiting for you to wake me up." "But what happened before you fell asleep?" Sun Qing asked, "What happened?" "Nothing happened," she said.

"What? Nothing happened?" Sun Qing said, "Are you saying you can't remember?" "Nothing happened," she said.

"Then what's your name?" Sun Qing asked.

"I don't have a name!" she said.

"Are you kidding me?" Sun Qing said. "You don't know anything?" "I know..." she said, looking bewildered. "You're here to wake us all up, you'll give us seeds!" "You?" Sun Qing said.

She pointed to the other sleeping women around her.

"How will they be saved?" Sun Qing asked.

"Same as me," she said. "You just need to make love to them!" "Just make love to them?" Sun Qing said. "I can't!" "Why not?" she said. "It's very pleasurable. I feel pleasurable, and I know you feel pleasurable!" "You say you don't know anything," Sun Qing said. "How do you know I feel pleasurable?" "I don't know everything," she said. "If you want to know, wake them all up." "I can't..." Sun Qing said. "There are still six of you, I don't have that ability!" "Oh, this," she said. "That's easy to solve." She grabbed a handful of that sponge-like thing and stuffed it into his mouth.

Sun Qing hurriedly spat it out in a flustered manner. She laughed and said, "This isn't what I just smeared!" She put some in her own mouth and chewed, then put some in Sun Qing's mouth.

This time, Sun Qing ate some too. He felt an inexplicable need for this stuff, and he discovered that it had an indescribable, wonderful taste in his mouth. He couldn't help but chew it. He realized he had never eaten anything so delicious, but he didn't know what it was. He had never tasted or heard of such a flavor, and it worked quickly. Suddenly, all his fatigue vanished, he felt energetic, and his body seemed much lighter. He sat up; in fact, he was so energetic that he didn't want to lie down.

He said, "What is this? Is it something you often eat?" "I don't know," she said, "This is my first time eating it." "You don't know again?" Sun Qing said, exasperated, "How could you not know?" "You've saved us all, so you'll know," she pointed and said, "Her!" She pointed to one that was closer to her.

"You don't mind?" Sun Qing asked.

"Of course I don't mind," she said, "I've already received your seed. Besides, we're all together, you have to wake us both up." Sun Qing thought she was rambling, perhaps if he woke the other one, he would know what was going on. And now he was very interested in this matter, it seemed to be the effect of those strange foods.

He crawled over to the other woman. This one had olive-colored skin, and her nipples were darker, with fine body hair, clearly of a different race. She was beautiful, but in a different kind of beauty.

Her pubic area had thicker, coarser, and curly hair, and the cleft between her legs was also much darker.

Sun Qing tried to shake her awake again, but no matter how much he shook her, she wouldn't wake up, and her reaction was still the same. He had actually used this method before, so he had to kiss her lips again. She woke up again.

She hugged Sun Qing again, just like the first one, and spoke the same words, in his language.

They seemed to be able to use his language to accommodate him.

Sun Qing tried to talk to her, but as soon as he stopped being intimate, she fell asleep.

Sun Qing had to kiss her awake again to continue.

She became more and more awake and passionate. Sun Qing glanced at the first woman, but she was no longer paying attention to them. She had closed her eyes, but she wasn't asleep; she was just sitting cross-legged, head down, seemingly only focused on her own body.

This woman, with her olive skin and black hair, seemed to have Middle Eastern ancestry, and her passion was different.

She was very proactive, kissing his entire body.

Sun Qing, who was very interested at this point, welcomed her even more.

This one was clearly experienced; her kisses, caresses, and gentle touches were all so skillful.

However, when Sun Qing finally pushed her down and penetrated her, she told him it was her first time and not to rush.

It seemed to be her first time; she was very elastic and not so tight, but Sun Qing could feel that he had broken through a barrier halfway through.

As he increased his speed, she skillfully responded. She twisted her pelvis, which reminded him of Middle Eastern belly dancing.

Sun Qing's energy surged even higher, as if this time it had taken him a very long time to finish.

Afterwards, he felt exhausted again. But she sat beside him, gently feeding him those strange things, and his energy quickly returned. Sun Qing said, "Now you can tell me what exactly happened, right?" "I don't know," she said, "Why don't you wake her up?" She pointed to another sleeping woman.

"What difference does it make?" Sun Qing said, "You don't know, she doesn't know, and waking up another one might also leave her clueless!" "We all don't know," she said, "but we're all together. If you wake us all up, we can answer your question together." Sun Qing hesitated. She said, "Waking us up is a good thing, isn't it?" Although she didn't know, she could articulate some logic. Perhaps waking up another one would yield "more logic," so Sun Qing crawled over to another one. This was a blonde beauty, definitely a pure Caucasian. Her hair was like it was woven from gold thread, and when she opened her eyes, Sun Jing could see that she had blue eyes. Sun Qing didn't waste any more time talking to her; he just made love to her. She had European characteristics; she first served him with her mouth, taking his seed once. This would normally be a waste of energy, but with that strange food, replenishment was easy, and after eating some, he recovered. He was still able to have sex with her with full energy.

After that, she pointed to another sleeping woman. She said, "Wake her up!" She fed him that thing as well.

Sun Qing said, "Can I take a nap?" He could still handle it physically, but he needed a mental rest.

She smiled and said, "Yes, you can sleep!" She gently stroked his face, and he quickly fell asleep, sleeping soundly as if he were dead. When he woke up, the sunlight was still shining in through the hole, and he suspected it was already the next day. He hadn't started at dawn. But when he looked at his watch, it was still the same day; in fact, no time had passed.

It felt like a dream, but the blonde beauty was still beside him, and the first two were still sitting with their eyes closed and knees bent.

She urged him to "rescue" the next one.

This one was clearly of Asian descent. Her reaction was wild, but she still managed to complete the task successfully.

There were three more, and he "rescued" them one after another, also paving the way for them.

The last one was Asian; it seemed that each beautiful woman represented a race.

After he finished with this Asian beauty, he said, "Now you're all awake. Can you tell me what happened?" She lowered her head, closed her eyes, and remained sitting with her knees bent without answering.

"Hiss!" Sun Qing cried out, "What's wrong? You've tricked me!" "Fool, fool. You're the strongest man, they want your seed," came the voice of the strange, parrot-like bird. It was back again.

"Why?" Sun Qing cried.

"To take him to another world!" the strange voice said.

At that moment, a rumbling sound rang out, and the stone wall crumbled piece by piece, like a giant egg breaking open. In fact, the mountain had originally resembled a giant egg standing upright, but now that it was broken, sunlight shone down directly. No, not just sunlight, but an even stronger light, so strong that Sun Qing couldn't possibly look up. In this intense light, he saw that the bellies of the seven beauties were swollen, as if they were pregnant.

One by one, they were sucked up by the intense light.

Then there was nothing left. Sun Qing looked up and saw only blue sky and white clouds, and the hollow, broken, giant egg-like mountain; even the sponges were gone.

After that, Sun Qing only told others that the mountain collapsed while he was climbing it. He didn't mention those women; no one would believe him, and he wasn't sure what they were anyway.

But he knew he was different now. He had taken those things, his energy was boundless, he won one championship after another, and no mountain or cliff could defeat him. No woman could defeat him either; he could satisfy any woman and recover quickly.

He even earned the reputation of a great lover.

Yet, he always wondered if he had some special mission.

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