Young generals are often romantic.

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The capture of Martinres Fortress was a far greater achievement than the Battle of Ahurama. I instantly became a national icon, my comrades in the army regarded me as the next great general, hoping to be transferred to my command, and even imitating my behavior.
I was still me, still the John Farrell who spent his days loitering, chasing girls, and frequenting brothels; but the shallow playboy of the past was now a hero with a womanizing heart. My actions hadn't changed, so why did I receive such drastically different evaluations? It was a fascinating matter.
If this was the case with men, the reaction from women was even more unbearable.
Walking down the street, noble ladies and commoner girls alike cast eager glances at me; as soon as I passed, a series of whispers and giggles would rise behind me. Even the beautiful and seductive proprietress Joanna of my usual military bar, "The March Hare Pavilion," said she couldn't accept money from a national hero, and frequently gave me flirtatious looks.
Damn it! That slut's ass is so white and perky, I'll fuck her good one day!
Xie Lian has temporarily left my side for cultivation, and there's no telling when she'll be back; however, I brought that Cui'e bitch back, so Job can be a cuckold even in death. I have no interest in fucking this slut, so I simply locked her in the backyard, making her a military prostitute. Any servant in the manor who wants to sleep with her can pay to ride her and have their fill.
This bitch, stripped of her powers, is acting like she's going to die in the backyard, refusing to properly entertain customers. In the end, I told her she's already pregnant with Job's posthumous child, and if she wants to die, that's fine too, then it'll be two lives lost, and her cuckold husband won't even have a trace of his flesh and blood left.
Cui'e was stunned for a moment after I said that, and seemed to say something, basically calling me a demon, a murderer, and things like that. Of course, I didn't care, but after that, this bitch diligently carried out her comfort work and didn't say anything more.
It's been almost a month since I returned to the capital, and my new military rank has yet to be announced. Simply put, I'm now a commander of ten thousand cavalry, and being young and strong, it's impossible for me to be transferred to the Ministry of Military Affairs to sit at an office. However, all the existing ten thousand cavalry units in the country are already assigned to their respective units; no one has died, and no one has retired. Where would I find an extra ten thousand cavalry to command?
The military clearly didn't anticipate this situation either.
Logically, given the two missions they assigned me consecutively, I would have been half-dead, if not dead. But things don't always go according to reason. Not only did I survive, but I also accomplished something they never dreamed of.
Now, public opinion in the country is in an uproar. If the military doesn't quickly assign me a good position, they'll probably have to hire people to clear rotten eggs from the windows and doors of the Ministry of Military Affairs every day.
I don't really care. I'll still get my salary, and being a paycheck thief is the real joy of life. Otherwise, if the military sends me another "good job" like the last two, who knows if I'll have a third stroke of luck?
Speaking of luck, things have been a bit strange lately. Xingmei, whom I've turned into a little slut, has suddenly become very depressed and is resisting our intimacy. When I pressed her for an explanation, little Xingmei just cried and said she wasn't feeling well
. Goodness! She suddenly bursts into tears and vomits on the edge of the bed halfway through sex—she really is feeling terrible. How come I never knew I was such a disgusting bed partner?
I had my suspicions, but according to Moling's report, Princess Xingmei shows no signs of pregnancy, which baffles me. Whatever, aren't there plenty of sluts in the capital willing to throw themselves at me these days? Even Mo Ling, a woman of unparalleled beauty, was still a sight to behold. While the loss of Xing Mei was regrettable, it wasn't a major problem.
After another ten days of this aimless wandering, the military notified me to attend a celebration ceremony, where I would be announced as to my new post.
The ceremony was held in the palace, grand in scale, but meaningless to me. After all, those beautiful palace maids and concubines wouldn't spare me a single one. Wasn't deliberately showing them off to me just plain infuriating?
Hmm! Actually, I've been with the women in the palace too. Even though she was a princess, her breasts weren't necessarily bigger than others; nothing special.
My little bitch princess's father, our King, was actually a decent monarch. It's just a pity his ancestors were blind to choose such a strange name for the country. Every time the officials chanted, "The ruler who governs the entire kingdom and all his people, the protector of the order and laws of the heavens, the sacred and inviolable King Leng Qiji of the Kingdom of Alibuda has arrived," the civil and military officials would burst into laughter.
It's just his bad luck. I heard the founding emperor was nicknamed "The Boxer," and his name was Ali. He ascended the throne in a place called the Potala Palace, so the country was named Alibuda. Who knew it would later have this meaning? No wonder the other nations always laugh when they mention our country. Over time, we'll probably become a laughingstock.
The king's expression was strange. I wonder if he'd been doing too much and was suffering from kidney deficiency due to old age. If I could, I'd be happy to do it for him. I've already slept with his daughter, so it wouldn't be a problem to go after all his many wives.
First, there were some polite words, and then, in the manner of a royal investiture, I was formally granted the title of viscount. Then, seeing his strange expression, I knew things were going badly.
"John Farrell! Your reputation is great, I've heard of it too. Now I'm giving you a decree; if you complete it, I will promote you to a higher rank and title!"
Sigh! What utterly unoriginal lines! If I were sent to deliver a message to King Charlie, that would be fine, but this old bastard actually sent me to find some kind of Staff of the Saint. Does he think I'm Pied Conti?
I wanted to refuse, but the consequences wouldn't just be a loss of reputation, but rather disobeying the king and facing execution outside the palace gates. Reluctantly, I accepted the decree and expressed my gratitude.
After the ceremony came a grand banquet. I had no intention of attending, but a sudden commotion made me stop. At the end of the palace gates, surrounded by a crowd, stood two stunningly beautiful, slender figures!
The one on the left, with a sword at her waist, her graceful body encased in a dark blue military uniform, her exquisite face radiating heroic spirit, was none other than the Grand Commander of our Imperial Guard, the Second Princess whom the Blood Nightmare Demon could never forget—Leng Linglan.
The woman on the right, dressed in a white priest's robe, possessed exquisite beauty. Her brilliant golden hair cascaded down to her waist, simply tied back with a thorn ring. Her elegant demeanor carried an ethereal quality, untouched by worldly concerns—a rare and exceptional beauty, surpassing even the two cold beauties beside her.
I was utterly astonished. When had such a beauty appeared in the palace?
But when I saw the third eye on her forehead, I nearly jumped back in shock.
A vertical eye—the highest form of supernatural power, a symbol of limitless spiritual energy—was said to be possessed only by the most supreme sages, those who had cultivated chastity for ten lifetimes, or holy Dharma Kings with celestial bloodlines. And on this earth, there was only one such vertical eye.
This peerless beauty was none other than Tianhe Xueqiong, the chief goddess of the Cihang Brahma Palace, the center of faith on earth, and one of the Four Heavenly Maidens!
The current Ten Beauties, set against a backdrop of seven famous flowers, each represented a woman of exceptional martial arts prowess. My beloved concubine, Xie Lian, and my second princess, Leng Linglan, are both praised as beauties among the Seven Flowers. However, purely in terms of appearance, the beauty of the Seven Flowers cannot compare to that of the Four Heavenly Maidens, the most beautiful on earth: Feng (Wind), Hua (Flower), Xue (Snow), and Yue (Moon).
Besides Xia Hua, who is ranked first among the Seven Flowers for her stunning beauty and unparalleled martial arts, and the Phoenix Heavenly Maiden, who lives in the Southern Barbarian Lands and is revered as a deity, I have met the other two once. The Autumn Moon Heavenly Maiden is my eldest princess, Leng Yueying; and the Winter Snow Heavenly Maiden is none other than Tianhe Xueqiong!
I overheard people talking about her. This goddess priestess was ordered by the Cihang Brahma Palace to travel around to broaden her horizons and hone her skills. After two years, she will return to the palace for an examination and take over as the palace master. Rumor has it that she will be traveling overseas, so before leaving, she visited her friend, Princess Linglan, in my country.
I had never seen such beauty in my life. Having wandered among the beauties, I felt utterly ashamed and dared not approach. In fact, upon seeing such stunning beauty, every man in the room was captivated and longed to touch her, but their holy and heroic aura held them all back.
Suddenly, Lady Luck smiled upon me.
"Is this young general John Farrell, who won the Battle of Ahurama and captured the fortress of Martinres?" Tianhe Xueqiong's gaze swept across the hundreds of people, finally settling on me. When she softly uttered my name, I nearly fainted.
"I have long heard of your renown in the Divine Palace, General. Would you be so kind as to come and speak with me, so that I may witness your splendor?" These words drew envious and jealous glances from all the men in the room, gazes that seemed to shoot arrows.
I walked with the light of clouds towards the two smiling beauties. This moment was the most glorious moment of my life.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed my wrist from the side and yanked me away with great force.
I glanced to the side and saw that the person was dressed in the robes of a clergyman, seemingly a maidservant of Tianhe Xueqiong. If she had thrown me hard, I would have been flung four or five meters away, landing awkwardly on my backside, making a fool of myself.
I hurriedly tried to resist, but an invisible force immobilized me—a highly skilled immobilization spell!
Just as I was reeling from the shock, a voice entered my ears again.
"You despicable lecher, using such vile means to defile my sister! I'll let you go today because she pleaded for you, but if you dare to come within a foot of her again, I'll make sure you bleed five steps!"
This was the secret transmission of a martial arts master! Judging from the words, who else could it be but Princess Linglan?
My soul nearly left my body, and I was thrown out, landing heavily face-first in the dirt.
A moment of silence followed, then erupted into a cacophony of laughter. Amidst the jeers, the voice of that vile woman from the Heavenly River reached my ears.
"A general of such stature, how can you be inferior to a mere maidservant like me? General, you are truly not as renowned as you seem, I am so disappointed!"
I struggled to my feet, but with a "whoosh," my trousers ripped in two, exposing my limp penis completely. There are no coincidences in this world; naturally, a martial arts master had secretly sabotaged me, tearing my trousers with a blade's energy before I hit the ground.
Instantly, screams from the women rose and fell, and all the men made no attempt to conceal their mockery. I even saw my old nemesis, the Su brothers, pulling their female companions to watch, pointing at my disgraceful state and laughing loudly.
From joy to utter humiliation, the feeling was like falling from heaven to the depths of hell. I had never suffered such humiliation in my life. I was so angry that I almost cried out loud. I barely managed to calm myself, covered my genitals with my hands, and ran out the door without looking back.
Behind me, the scornful laughter of the officials, noble ladies, and other dignitaries was like a burning whip, relentlessly lashing my body and soul.
Today's events were clearly a conspiracy between Leng Linglan and Tianhe Xueqiong!
As I ran, tears finally streamed down my face.
You two bitches, remember this: one day, I will avenge this humiliation!
This disgrace in the palace has dealt a tremendous blow to my reputation. My heroic image has been shattered overnight. My shameful act of running around with my genitals exposed has become the laughingstock of everyone. Some even think that my embarrassment in front of state guests is a disgrace to the nation!
I can't stay in the capital any longer. I decided to immediately set off for the provinces to escape the gossip.
Before I left, Xingmei came to see me.
She said that because her second sister discovered something was wrong and couldn't withstand the interrogation, she had no choice but to tell me everything about her and me.
Princess Linglan, being so shrewd, naturally wouldn't believe the lies I told Xingmei. Enraged, she immediately wanted to kill me, this lecherous scoundrel. Only Xingmei's desperate pleas, coupled with Princess Linglan's unwillingness to expose the scandal, forced her to devise another plan, leading to the humiliation at the palace that day.
Xingmei said that Princess Linglan, to prevent her from seeing me again, obtained the king's permission to send her to the Cihang Brahma Palace to study knowledge and etiquette, making it impossible for her to see me again.
Hearing this, my heart sank.
Xingmei cried, saying that even if that wasn't the case, she and I should never have been together in the first place, and that I should forget everything about her. Saying this, she shoved the Hundred Ghost Pill into my arms, saying that from now on, seeing a sword would be like seeing her. Then she ran away crying, and no matter how much I called, she didn't turn back, disappearing from my sight in the blink of an eye.
Devastated, I drank heavily that day, summoned the vile woman Cui'e, and then called out Mo Ling. Together, we brutally raped the pregnant slut, losing count of how many times we ejaculated before collapsing from exhaustion.
The next morning, I led five hundred of my retainers to the southeast coast.
Someone in the bar said that the Staff of the Saint I sought had fallen into the hands of a group of pirates three years ago in the southeast sea. The pirates were few in number, only about a hundred. I suggested leading my team there, recruiting more men locally, and annihilating them to obtain the Staff of the Saint.
For safety, I also took the vile woman Cui'e with me, intending to make her a comfort woman accompanying the army—not bad at all.
Before setting off, I sent a letter to Xie Lian, instructing her to meet me as soon as possible if she finished her business. However, whether she hadn't yet completed her mission or there were other problems, I still hadn't seen her by the time I arrived at the southeast coast.
The pirates, named "Crimson Flame," were surprisingly the most formidable pirate group in the southeastern seas. The locals trembled at the mere mention of their name, while I scoffed at their ignorance, thinking how a small group of a hundred or so could be so rampant, a testament to the incompetence of our coastal defenses.
I selected two soldiers to stay behind and guard Cui'e, then cast a spell on that vile woman. I led my men, purchased ships, hired sailors, and set sail to hunt down the Crimson Flame pirates. Knowing their area of operation, we easily located them.
In a naval battle, we ultimately prevailed due to our superior numbers of ships and men, routing the pirates until they reached their island hideout.
The landing site was a vast, bottomless, dark cave. Eager to wipe out the remaining pirates, we rushed in.
However, before we'd gone half a mile, a sudden change occurred.
That's right, the Crimson Flame Bandit Gang only numbers a little over a hundred people, but why didn't anyone tell me that these damned bastards actually kept a giant dragon!
It was a two-horned silver dragon over a hundred meters long, mentioned in the Blood Nightmare Chronicles as the "Water and Fire Demon Dragon," an extremely ferocious and vicious monster that could fly, breathe fire, and possessed deadly poison—incurable for those afflicted.
In the blink of an eye, almost all of the eight hundred people I brought were dead or wounded, and many corpses began to rot immediately under the corrosive poisonous mist spewed by the demon dragon.
Sigh! What bad luck! Why is it that every time I go out, a large number of my men die?
I tried to summon the Lustful Beast to stop the enemy, but… just looking at the size difference, it was clear there was no way to stop it. The Lustful Beast was just waving its tentacles, splattering slime, when the demon dragon didn't even look at it, opened its mouth and bit it in two.
Good heavens! I never imagined that the lewd beast I had painstakingly summoned would be dealt with so easily.
Now, I was the only one left dead. Seeing that no one was around, I decided to take out the Myriad Soul Banner and rely on the Demon Spirit's help to escape. Unfortunately, I should have acted faster. I had barely taken the Myriad Soul Banner in my hand and hadn't even had time to chant the incantation when the sentient demonic dragon noticed the threat and launched an attack.
Although I dodged the raging flames, I was hit squarely by the purple poisonous mist, my head immediately becoming blurred. Then, swept away by the remaining force of the demonic dragon's tail, I was sent flying, crashing heavily into the rock wall, half-dead.
Just as the demonic dragon was about to attack me again, a piercing wail echoed through the air. Thousands of vengeful spirits burst forth from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, entwining around the dragon and hindering its movements. It was a horde of vengeful spirits from within the banner coming to its rescue.
But it was all in vain. Without my incantation, the demonic spirit could not manifest, and the vengeful spirits could not form the physical forms of soul beasts or demonic creatures. They could only unleash less than a third of their usual power. Dealing with the evil lotus from that day was no problem, but against this thousand-year-old demonic dragon, they were no match.
I tried to get up to pick up the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and command the vengeful spirits to attack, but the poison from the dragon's mist had already begun to take effect. I could feel my face tingling and itching, and it might even be starting to rot. I suddenly lost consciousness and fell into the water, barely managing to hold onto a log as the current carried me out of the cave. In my
last glimpse before losing consciousness, I saw the demonic dragon, while entangled with the vengeful spirits, swinging its tail and sending the Ten Thousand Souls Banner flying far away.
With the location of the possessed souls far away, the vengeful spirits could no longer sustain their attacks and gradually disappeared...
When I awoke again, I was in a harbor. A fishing boat found me unconscious at sea, rescued me, and took me back to the port hospital. As a result of the dragon poison, my entire body was covered in sores, and my face was especially hideous. None of the port officials recognized me; they just thought I was a homeless person who had been shipwrecked.
According to the Blood Nightmare Records, this kind of thousand-year-old dragon poison is incurable. Although I immediately found some medicines to treat the symptoms, the effect was extremely limited, and I estimated I had at most a day and a half to live.
Heavens! Am I going to die in a day and a half? Is this how this work is going to end? Even if the response isn't popular enough, I still don't want to die so soon!
Facing death and these successive blows, all my ambitions have vanished.
On the day of the battle at Martinres Fortress, Xingmei said I had committed too many killings. Now, thinking of the elves' tossing and turning in agony, perhaps this is my just deserts!
Go! To think of retribution for being a bad person is truly deserving of death.
In these final moments of my life, all I want is to find a bunch of beautiful women and have some fun, so that my life of playing around in the pleasure quarters won't have been in vain. Going to find that filthy bitch Cui'e is an idea, but it's a day's journey from this port, too much of a waste of time. It would be better to hire prostitutes locally. But who knew, this port is practically the countryside, the people are simple and honest, and there are very few brothels. The only two there, the prostitutes inside were terrified when they saw my penis, which had swollen into a giant rod due to the dragon poison, and not one of them would take a customer, no matter how high the price I offered.
Even though there were about ten brave women who were tempted by the reward and willing to offer themselves, but...
alas! I really hate my own standards for beauty...
In despair, I stuffed all the 30,000 gold coins in silver notes into my bosom. Even if I were to die, I wouldn't give this money to anyone else.
I chose a hotel, and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window by the sea, staring blankly at the sunset sinking into the sea.
The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls was swept away by the demonic dragon and fell into the sea, its whereabouts unknown.
Alas! By this time tomorrow, I will be nothing but a pool of pus and blood. Before my death, I won't even be able to get a woman. Is Heaven truly so cruel to me?
Just then, I heard hushed conversation coming from the next table. Six men in black robes, looking furtive, were talking about something. It seemed they had come to raise money, but were hitting roadblocks everywhere, and it looked like they were running out of time.
"How hateful! Everything is ready, except for five thousand gold coins, which would have been enough to raise enough provisions for our uprising. Is it truly Heaven's will that my great cause will fail at the last moment?!" A woman's voice spoke, and as she spoke, the five men next to her sighed in unison, their voices filled with sorrow and despair, as if they were more heartbroken than if they were dead. A thought
struck me. The woman's voice was clear and pleasant; she seemed to be a beauty herself. She desperately needed money, and I wanted a woman—wasn't this a perfect match? So I stepped forward and said I was willing to offer five thousand gold coins if the woman would spend the night with me.
The five men seemed to respect the woman greatly, and upon hearing this, they flew into a rage and immediately drew their swords to kill me, but the woman waved them off.
"Young master, you said you would offer five thousand gold coins for one night, is that true?"
I nodded, showed them the silver notes, and offered to pay half upfront as a sign of my trustworthiness. Anyway, we were all going to die, so keeping money was pointless; I just didn't know what they wanted so much money for. Five thousand gold coins! That's incredibly extravagant! This money seemed extremely important to them; the woman took the silver notes, and the whole table was so happy their voices trembled.
The woman was clearly the leader of this group. She ordered her men to take the two thousand five hundred gold coins to buy what they needed, then took a deep breath, as if insisting on her decision, and told me to go back to my room first, that she would arrive shortly.
Strange! Even now, I still hadn't seen the face of this woman in black robes. Perhaps she was as ugly as Wu Yan? But there was an inherent authority in her voice, leaving me no doubt that she was lying, and I returned to my room to wait as instructed.
After waiting a short while, I heard a knock on the door. Upon answering, the woman in black robes slowly entered, flicking her wrist to extinguish the light. Before I could even process my surprise, she had already slowly removed her black robe.
What was she wearing beneath that wide black robe?
It was impossible to see clearly in the darkness, but through the faint moonlight, I could vaguely make out a pair of palm-sized horns atop her long, light green, seaweed-like hair. Not the sharp horns of a unicorn, but rather forked antlers somewhat like a deer's, resembling… the dragons of Eastern legends!
I remembered!
When I was little, my perverted father had told me that in the East Sea, there lived a Dragon God Clan, the kings of the sea creatures, a small race, but renowned for its beautiful women and strong men. The Dragon God Clan, like centaurs, is an extremely rare race. Why would they appear here?
Before I could even voice my question, I heard two strange whooshing sounds, followed by a sudden numbness as my pressure points were struck, leaving me paralyzed on the bed. I never imagined this woman was a martial arts master.
"These five thousand gold coins are related to the lives of tens of thousands, and the happiness of nearly a million of my compatriots in the East Sea. Your generosity is truly a great benefactor to my clan..." the woman said softly. "I once had a husband who died in battle years ago. I vowed to remain chaste for him for three years, so I cannot truly indulge you in ecstasy. But before dawn, I will try my best to satisfy you, okay?"
Having been tricked, I should have been furious, but this dragon woman's every word possessed the charisma of a general commanding an army, compelling obedience. I nodded blankly, about to ask her name, when a soft hand pressed against my lips.
“Don’t ask. Our fate is only for tonight. I am not me, and you are not you! Tonight, I am the woman who will spend the night with you.”
These incredibly romantic words captivated me, and I immediately understood that this woman must be someone of great importance, unwilling to be recognized. I nodded and said, “Then I will call you Sister Dragon Girl.”
Her voice was deep and magnetic, sounding no more than twenty-seven years old, making “sister” appropriate.
“My little lover is so good!”
Her hand moved down, and Sister Dragon Girl gently unbuckled my belt. Amidst the stench, a monstrous penis, swollen and thick with venom from a dragon, covered in pustules, was revealed. That was why no prostitute would accept me as a customer.
Although the light was blurry, I was sure she could see the strange shape of my penis. Therefore, when she fell silent and her breathing became heavy, I began to worry. Was she regretting it?
After all, any normal woman would shy away from such a massive, arm-thick penis.
"I'm sorry, I..."
My heart sank.
"I... I've never done this before. Can you teach me how?"
Her gentle voice held a resolute determination, showing her unwavering resolve. Just that alone moved me to tears. I said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't do it. I know my worthless scum..."
The Dragon Girl's response was a soft chuckle.
"It's alright, I just wanted to try. Please let me try if you don't mind."
It's pathetic; even though I'm swollen into a gigantic penis from the poison, I still have a man's reaction. Between my legs, my penis began to stir. Ignoring my own conscious thoughts, it longed for the feeling of being enveloped by the Dragon Girl's lips, and slowly began to rise.
I smiled wryly and confessed to the Dragon Girl,
"I'm sorry! I guess imagining being sucked by you, sister, has made it hard again."
"Hmm! Do you want me to suck it?"
Seemingly unafraid of her enormous penis, the Dragon Girl gently grasped it, her movements tinged with slight shyness. From her resolute demeanor, the Dragon Girl must be a formidable woman, but she clearly lacked sexual experience and was completely unfamiliar with oral sex.
“Hmm…if you really want to…actually, if it’s just for those five thousand gold coins, you don’t have to…”
Strangely enough, I suddenly felt that having such a gentle woman suck my rotten penis was a great humiliation and degradation, and I really didn’t want her to sacrifice herself for it. But the Dragon Girl sister was clearly the kind of person who wouldn’t easily change her mind once she made a decision.
“Please teach me how to do it?”
In the end, desire took over, and I swallowed and slowly said, “Do whatever you think is convenient for you, sister. First, grab the base, and then take it into your mouth from the front. Those…those women I know all do it this way.” I
originally wanted to say prostitute, but comparing the Dragon Girl sister to a prostitute was too blasphemous, so I quickly changed my words, knowing that this obviously wouldn’t fool the clever girl.
The Dragon Girl sister shook her head, smiled as if somewhat self-deprecatingly, and said softly, “I’ll try.”
I lay on my back, and the Dragon Girl sister moved her lower body and then gently grasped my penis with her five fingers.
“Mmm… Sister Dragon Girl…”
“Mmm… So hard! How did it become like this?”
“Because… because the thought of Sister Dragon Girl blowing it… makes me so excited…”
“You little rascal…”
Next, Sister Dragon Girl slightly parted her lips and took that stinky, fleshy penis into her mouth. The taste must have been awful, Bai Yi had already anticipated that, but she showed no sign of backing down. She frowned slightly, and although she was not skilled, she began to slowly move her head.
I was so moved that I almost cried, but it was only during a casual chat some time later that she told me a terrifying truth.
In her early years, when she was submerged in the sea for a long time, leading her team in guerrilla warfare against the enemy, food was scarce. In order to have the strength to fight, she had to pick up disgusting and smelly sea snakes and sea worms and swallow them whole. Therefore, her endurance was extraordinary, which allowed her to endure the shame, take my stinky penis into her mouth, and remind herself not to swallow it whole.
“Sister Dragon Girl!” With the psychological and physical stimulation combined, I shouted excitedly.
To avoid reopening the wound, she deliberately licked it with her tongue, stiff yet gentle. Her delicate touch was more moving than any fancy technique, and soon I felt the urge to ejaculate.
(This is a rare opportunity; let my sister enjoy it too!)
Although I had received a favor, her willingness to so unscrupulously put my enormous penis in her mouth and care for it so tenderly made me feel as if I had been redeemed by the Virgin Mary, and I wanted to repay her. And the pleasure of sex was the only thing I could do right now.
"Dragon Girl Sister, let me give you oral sex too!"
My words made the Dragon Girl Sister tremble slightly; she moved her mouth away from my penis and then looked up.
"Don't you... think it's dirty?"
"Haha! How could it be dirty! Sister licked the dirtiest part of my body."
"That's because you've done a favor for our clan, so I should..."
"If you don't mind, let me lick it! Is that alright?"
The dragon girl smiled wistfully and said softly, "That's right, since I can't fully keep my promise, you have the right to ask to touch my skin..."
She was strong-willed; once she made a decision, even if she was shy, she wouldn't hesitate. I heard a soft, trembling sound of clothes being undone, followed by the release of pressure points on my body, a feeling of lightness washing over me. A plump, warm female body crawled to my side.
"I have no experience in this area, can you teach me how to do it?"
Poor thing, her dead husband must be a brainless idiot!
“That’s what I should say. Now, please turn your body this way and straddle my face.”
“I’m so sorry, but I’ll give it a try.”
The Dragon Girl turned her body 180 degrees and straddled my face as I said, then continued to suck my penis.
I held the Dragon Girl’s thighs with both hands, looking at her private parts. Although the moonlight wasn’t very bright and I couldn’t see very clearly, I could still make out the shape of her labia and smell a fragrance similar to the sea.
Perhaps because of her martial arts training, the elasticity of her thighs felt very comfortable.
I ran my hand along her buttocks to her thighs, then raised my head close to her vulva, licking her swollen labia with the tip of my tongue. Taking advantage of the moment when our skin was in contact, I secretly chanted an incantation and cast my signature move, the pink lust barrier.
Having cast the spell over a hundred times, this lust barrier was truly my masterpiece. Not long after I chanted it, a light pink mist filled the entire room.
"Mmm... ooh..."
Affected by the aphrodisiac effect of the barrier, she let out a soft moan while holding my penis in her mouth. The rapid effect was likely due not only to the barrier but also to the fact that her daily life was too tense, forcibly suppressing all her sexual desire. Now, once aroused, her sensitivity was naturally exceptional.
I stretched out my tongue, searching for her clitoris. Under the thin foreskin, the clitoris was already engorged with blood.
As I licked the clitoris, the dragon girl's elastic thighs twitched in waves, and in sync with my licking, she increased the speed of her head movements.
Although the movements weren't very smooth, she still tried her best to blow, making soft, squelching sounds.
(At this rate, I might ejaculate first, but for my sister's sake, I should make her feel even more...) I wasn't confident that I could bring the dragon girl to orgasm. However, seeing her reaction to my licking, I couldn't help but want to try and lead her to climax.
(Judging from her appearance, she probably doesn't have much sexual experience! Such a beauty, yet no man worthy to cherish her, it's so pitiful!) Perhaps it was the allure of her aura, but even though I couldn't see her face clearly, I had no doubt that the Dragon Girl was an absolute beauty.
At this moment, I focused my firepower on the tip of my tongue, pressing my nose against her vulva. Although I had some difficulty breathing, I relentlessly attacked her clitoris. Meanwhile, my left hand left her thigh and went to the Dragon Girl's firm breasts. My entire palm enveloped her breasts, and my thumb and little finger slowly began to rub her nipples.
"Mmm... ooh..."
Under my rubbing, the Dragon Girl's reaction became stronger and stronger, the vibrations spreading throughout her body, and her caresses of my penis became more and more intense.
(At this rate, I'll definitely be the one who can't take it anymore!)
After thinking this, I intensified my attack on her breasts and clitoris, and her juices kept flowing out, wetting my face. However, I didn't care, and continued to speed up the speed of my tongue, while rubbing her already erect nipples even harder.
"Mmm... Waaah... Mmmmmm..." The dragon girl trembled all over, letting out almost mournful moans from her nose. There was no doubt that this was the prelude to her climax.
"Sister Dragon Girl, I'm going, you go too, ahh... But, I..." Although I was trying not to ejaculate, I had reached my limit.
(I can't take it anymore! I lost, I'm going to ejaculate...)
My penis finally released, and as it throbbed, almost foul-smelling semen began to spray into Sister Dragon Girl's mouth.
At that moment, Sister Dragon Girl's body immediately began to spasm, reaching the peak of her orgasm. But Sister Dragon Girl did not leave my penis. As if sensing something, after ejaculating, she slowly sucked on her mouth, drawing out the remaining semen from my penis drop by drop, and actually began to swallow it.
A moment later, Sister Dragon Girl turned back to me, lying down beside me, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at me.
“Sister Dragon Girl…I…I’m so sorry…I…I did something so blasphemous to you…I ejaculated on you…”
“Hmm, it’s alright. I promised to do my best to satisfy you tonight, so you don’t need to apologize to me.”
Sister Dragon Girl picked up her black robe and carefully wiped my face.
I hugged Sister Dragon Girl’s waist, breathing heavily.
“I’m so touched. I didn’t expect you to drink it.”
“There’s a reason for that. You’ll know tomorrow morning.” The voice beside me said softly, “But what happened at the end? My mind went blank. What was that feeling?”
“Sister, have you never felt this before?”
“Never. At most, it was just…ha! Never.”
“Really? Then this is Sister’s first orgasm!”
I was relieved.
When Sister Dragon Girl reluctantly helped me suck up the semen, I felt a lot of guilt, but now that I know this is her first time experiencing an orgasm, I feel that at least I’ve repaid her!
"I'm so grateful to God that I met such a beauty as Sister Dragon Girl in the final stages of my life."
"I also want to thank you for giving my people light and life, and for giving me... such beautiful memories."
"I..."
Sister Dragon Girl suddenly smiled, rolled over and nestled against me, chuckling softly.
"It's not even dawn yet. I want to experience that feeling again, okay?"
I wrapped my arms around her neck, inhaling the unique scent of her hair carried by the sea breeze. Our legs intertwined, and we began to embrace and kiss.
[The End]

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