lewd monk

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Just as the lecherous monk was fondling Hailey's breasts, he suddenly heard a woman's voice outside the door: "Esteemed benefactors, may Buddha have mercy. This humble nun has come to beg for alms. Please, benefactors, give Buddha some money for incense..."
The lecherous monk, in the heat of the moment, was displeased by the nun's request for alms. He went to the door, intending to shoo her away, when suddenly his eyes lit up. Although the nun was over middle-aged, she looked like she was in her thirties, quite beautiful. Even more captivating was the delicate beauty beside her, whose beauty surpassed even that of the women he had previously raped, radiant and alluring.
The nun's steps were steady, clearly indicating she knew martial arts; the young girl appeared to be her disciple, holding a begging bowl and standing bowed beside her.
The nun, upon seeing the lecherous monk, was stunned. Why was a monk coming out of this large house? Could he also be here to beg
for alms? She couldn't help but ask, "Master, may I ask your name?" The lecherous monk, his mind already filled with lust, didn't speak. He stepped forward and tossed a few silver coins into the nun's earthen bowl. The nun and her disciple were both astonished: a monk giving money for incense? What kind of logic
was this? The lecherous monk wanted to exploit their momentary hesitation. With a Spinebuster, he slammed the nun to the ground. The girl, still confused, was then thrown to the ground by an Oklahoma Slam. Although she knew martial arts, she wasn't very tall, and the fall caused her to immediately faint.
The lecherous monk laughed heartily and carried the two exhausted monk and disciple into the inner hall.
The nun glared angrily at the lecherous monk and coldly demanded, "Master, what is your intention in doing this?"
The lecherous monk chuckled lewdly, "This old monk's Dharma name is 'Lecherous Monk,' I wonder if the nun has heard of it?"
Upon hearing this, the nun's face changed drastically. She had long heard of a lecherous monk in the martial arts world, who did not abstain from meat and frequented brothels and gambling dens, his infamy known throughout the land. Yet, his martial arts skills were extremely high, and no one could do anything to him. But in this vast world, encounters on a narrow path are still strange...
The lecherous monk chuckled a few more times, then suddenly removed his monk's robe, revealing his thick, dark penis.
The nun saw the traces of blood and white fluid remaining on his penis and instantly foresaw the lecherous monk's humiliation. She couldn't help but curse, "Lecherous monk, as a nun, you do not abide by the precepts and ruin people's reputations! I'll see how you face Buddha!" After speaking, she opened her mouth to bite her tongue.
The lecherous monk delivered a knee strike, hitting the nun's jaw from the side. The nun's attempt to bite her tongue to commit suicide failed, and instead, her jaw was severely injured, leaving her unable to close her mouth.
The lecherous monk laughed loudly: "Nun, don't be delusional if you think you're safe after death. In my hands, I'll make you wish you were dead." With that, he ripped and tore the nun's robes to shreds.
The nun cried, "You lecherous monk...you...you dog, you'll definitely...die a horrible death..."
The lecherous monk laughed, "Whether I'll die a good death or not, I don't know yet, but in a moment I'll make you experience ecstasy and despair, hahaha..." He brandished his penis in front of the nun.
The once dignified and proud nun only inspired solemnity.
But now, lying naked on the ground, she only aroused lust.
Her breasts, though slightly sagging, were still enormous, the size of papayas, far surpassing those of Alice, Cathy, and other young girls.
Moreover, her fair skin contrasted sharply with the thick black pubic hair below her abdomen, exuding a mature charm. The lecherous monk's hand, holding his penis, unconsciously moved faster.
He lowered his head and parted her labia to examine her.
He saw a thin white membrane inside the vagina. Overjoyed, he kissed her labia, exclaiming, "So good! So good! She's a virgin nun!"
The nun didn't understand the monk's words; she only felt a tingling, itchy sensation emanating from her vulva as he kissed her labia.
She tried to push him away with both hands, but her injury left her powerless, and it felt as if she were caressing his bald head.
The monk laughed, "Why does the nun like this old monk's bald head so much? Ah! Monks and nuns are a perfect match, making you unable to put them down. Since that's the case, this old monk won't be polite..."
Having already grown tired of the usual sexual positions, the monk sought new methods to increase his pleasure, suddenly recalling the female-on-top position he used during meditation.
He then grabbed the nun's waist, forcefully spread her legs, and placed them on either side of him. Riding a horse, he aimed his glans at her vulva, waiting for a powerful pull to take her virginity.
At this moment, the nun felt the lecherous monk's glans constantly teasing her vulva, knowing he was about to rape her. She struggled desperately, trying to clamp her legs together to prevent him from succeeding.
However, exhausted and with her labia already parted, no matter how she twisted and tightened, she was held firmly by the monk's engorged, rock-hard glans. Helpless, she could only beg for mercy.
The nun wanted to say, "No, please let me go!" But because her jaw couldn't close, she stammered, "No...please...let me go!"
The lecherous monk was overjoyed. "What do you mean, 'please let me go'? I never imagined a nun so prim and proper could be so lewd at heart. Of all the women I've defiled today, you're the most honest one, the first to beg me to do it. Since that's what you want, I'll grant your wish!" With that, he forcefully pulled the nun down, his seven-inch-long penis plunging straight into her vagina.
Though it was difficult to penetrate, the lecherous monk disregarded it, forcefully piercing her thin hymen and drilling
straight for her core. Before the poor nun could even say "no," a sharp pain shot through her lower body. For the nun, this pain was nothing, but seeing her virgin blood flowing down his penis with each stroke, and realizing her purity had been defiled in a single day, she was overcome with grief and tears streamed down her face.
Seeing the nun's grief and despair should have greatly increased the sadistic pleasure of the lecherous monk. However, his riding position required the woman to actively urge him on for both to experience true ecstasy. But now, the nun was lifeless and unresponsive. The monk's thrusts, each one a struggle of his own hips, lifted her up, becoming increasingly tedious and uninteresting. Furthermore, the nun was older, nearing menopause, and her vagina was less lubricated than that of a young girl, dry as a parched well. The vaginal walls were rough and dry, and each time the monk's penis entered, he had to use the glans to force its way in, causing his glans to ache slightly.
Dissatisfied with the experience, the monk sat up and shoved the nun aside, causing her to fall beside Casey.
Suddenly, the lecherous monk had a brilliant idea. He reached out and smeared the vaginal fluids and semen from Cathy and Hayley's bodies onto his penis. He then forcibly parted the nun's labia and used his fingers to smear the remaining fluids and semen onto the sides of her vulva. Still not satisfied, he spat several times, making the nun's entire vulva resemble a latrine, a mixture of filth and spit. Then, he placed the nun on top of Cathy, raised her vulva, grabbed her sagging breasts, and thrust his glans inside her.
Lubricated by the vaginal fluids and saliva, this time the lecherous monk's penetration was indeed much smoother.
With each thrust, his seven-inch-long penis slid down the filth to the very end of her vagina, the clitoris slapping loudly.
After a hundred thrusts, the nun, though unable to move, had swollen vaginal muscles that increased elasticity, gripping the lecherous monk's glans tightly and preventing it from drying out. Waves of pleasure intensified the lewdness, and his hands unconsciously pulled at her breasts, like a horse reining in its reins, causing her upper body to sway uncontrollably.
"Oh... nun, I didn't expect you to know this trick, oh! So good!"
The nun, already overwhelmed with grief from the lecherous monk's rape and abuse, felt even more humiliated when she saw him smearing his vaginal fluids and saliva on her sacred place. All her dignity was gone. She didn't want to refute the monk's mockery, but the constant thrusting caused her sharp pain, each thrust pulling at every nerve, deliberately reminding her that she was being raped.
Although the nun was quite beautiful, she was middle-aged after all. The lecherous monk was not very interested in her and wanted to finish the job, so he sped up his thrusting, rubbing his glans against the end of the nun's vagina, trying to ejaculate.
"Nun, oh... let this old monk's semen... oh... fill your womb, oh... so that you may give birth to a good son, oh... teach him Buddhism... oh... practice dual cultivation, to save all sentient beings, okay..."
Upon hearing this, the nun was terrified. Though she could not speak, she still mumbled, "Please... no... don't ejaculate... inside..."
But the lewd monk suddenly thrust forcefully, and the "no" she had just uttered turned into a "ya," which only excited the lewd monk more.
"Oh... since... oh... you asked for it, then this old monk will grant your wish! Oh... oh..."
The glans of his penis thrust deep into her vagina, and he could no longer hold back. His semen rushed through her vaginal opening, and the glans of his penis shot out wildly. A large amount of thick, turbid semen was wildly ejaculated inside the nun's vagina, completely filling her parched womb.
Although the nun tried her best to push the lecherous monk away, she was powerless. Her long-parched uterus, for the first time, took in all the semen, locking it tightly inside. The nun knew all hope was lost; pregnancy through rape was her only fate.
"Nun, like rain after a long drought, you feel especially comfortable. It's just a pity you met this old monk. Your uterus, wasted for decades, has finally come in handy. You must repay this old monk! Ha...ha..."
The nun's expression was blank with despair, unresponsive to the lecherous monk's words, allowing him to ruthlessly wipe his filthy penis over her body.
After wiping his penis, the lecherous monk turned to the beautiful young girl beside him. The girl had slowly awakened and was looking around.
She wore a light green dress, was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and possessed a delicate and elegant beauty. The lecherous monk was immediately struck by her beauty.
The girl, panting softly, was utterly charming and pitiful. The lecherous monk, seeing her slightly flushed face and wide-open almond eyes, found her even more adorable. He couldn't resist reaching down to stroke his penis, which slowly regained its vitality, rising and pointing at the girl. With
a hissing sound, the girl's clothes tore, leaving her completely naked.
The monk held up a piece of green cloth torn from the girl's lower body, with one or two pubic hairs mixed in, and inhaled it intensely: "Ah… truly a masterpiece, a pure virgin's fragrance, even the pubic hair is so soft and delicate, this old monk really can't resist…" He then covered his penis with the cloth and pubic hair, stroking it.
The lecherous monk grasped the girl's two soft breasts, as warm and elastic as two cotton sachets, unconsciously kneading and twisting them, indulging in unrestrained lust.
The girl struggled frantically, shouting, "You lecherous monk, let go!"
Fearing he would harm her and waste such a beauty, the lecherous monk released his grip, revealing her exquisitely sculpted breasts, their pink nipples and areolas flushed with blood.
Seeing her distress, the monk's lust intensified. He lifted her by the waistband and carried her out of the hall, grabbing her sash and lifting her upside down by her tightly clenched legs. He bound her legs and hung her upside down from a nearby tree trunk.
The monk lewdly chuckled, "So many men have been raped today, all indoors, my beauty! How about we have some outdoor sex?"
Hanging upside down from the tree, the girl could only twist her waist in her desperate struggles, powerless to escape her fate.
The monk forced her head under his crotch, pried open her mouth, and shoved his foul-smelling, black penis into it.
"Oh, cherry lips, even with your mouth, you're no less beautiful than other beauties' vaginas." His left hand tightened the grip on her lips, his eyes closed, savoring the lubricated pleasure, his mouth uttering continuous "Ee... Oh... Ee... Oh..." sounds.
The girl, suffering from her mouth being held captive, helplessly held the lecherous monk's thick, dark penis, the foul, pungent smell making her want to vomit. To her dismay, the penis still bore traces of the nun's virgin blood and the previous vaginal fluid, making her mouth so sticky she couldn't open it.
Each time the penis plunged deep into her throat, hitting her throat, her entire throat was filled with it, making it impossible to breathe, only able to utter muffled "Oh... Oh..." sounds.
The lecherous monk continued thrusting, his hands simultaneously moving towards her vulva. Beneath the sparse, immature pubic hair, two pink labia, like pearls, pressed tightly together, the slit almost invisible.
The lecherous monk forcefully pried open the labia, extending his tongue to tease the inside of her vagina, gradually making the vaginal walls wet.
The lecherous monk mocked smugly, "You two-faced little slut, still saying you don't want it!"
The girl, unable to speak, could only try to clamp her legs together to prevent the monk from penetrating her.
The monk wanted to explore further into her vagina, but was blocked by something—the girl's hymen.
The monk became even more excited, and in a moment of relaxation, his enormous member became uncontrollable. His penis, having lost its grip, began to thrash wildly in the girl's mouth, filling her oral cavity with semen. The force of the ejaculation was so great that it propelled his penis out of her mouth, spraying it haphazardly into her eyes, face, mouth, and nose. The thick, white fluid, like a muddy slurry, smeared her beautiful face, leaving trails of cobweb-like fluid.
The girl, inexperienced in such matters, was forced to perform oral sex by the monk and didn't understand what was happening. She only felt a sudden, powerful thrust in her mouth, and a thick, foul-smelling stream of semen shot into her mouth. Without realizing it, she swallowed a large mouthful, her throat constricted and she almost suffocated.
As his penis spurted out, he thought he could finally catch his breath, but the lingering force left him unable to open his eyes or nose.
After ejaculating, the lecherous monk, supporting the girl's body, gasped for breath, but seeing her alluring vulva before him, his lust swelled uncontrollably. He thought, "Slippery as jade, so irresistible. If I don't properly defile you, I'll be doing myself a disservice." He gripped one breast in each hand, squeezing his penis tightly, hoping to quickly regain his virility and thoroughly ravish the girl.
The girl struggled to open her eyes, watching from below as the lecherous monk's penis gradually swelled, the seven-inch-long monster pointing straight to the sky like an iron pillar, its scrotum bulging like a large balloon, stretching the wrinkled skin until it was smooth and bright red.
Seeing his penis regain its strength, the lecherous monk untied his belt from the tree, laid the girl upside down on the ground, head to the ground, vulva facing upwards, his hands gripping her buttocks tightly, his swollen glans aimed at her vulva, ready to deliver a thunderous blow and enjoy the pleasure of deflowering.
"Little brat, when I just broke your master's little hole, she was old and crippled. Now I'm punishing you to apologize on behalf of your master and serve this old monk properly."
The girl looked back at her master and saw that the nun was still unconscious, her vulva was festering, her labia were turned inside out, covered in vaginal fluid and semen. Terrified, she lost control and screamed, "No, don't put it in!"
The more the lewd monk saw the girl's panic, the more his beastly desires were aroused. His eyes were bloodshot, and his throat made gurgling sounds. He wanted to torture her even more. He slowly inserted his glans into her vagina, wanting the girl to experience the cruelty of being slowly sliced to death.
The swollen glans slowly went in. The girl felt a red-hot iron rod forcibly forcing open her vaginal walls. Pain traveled from every nerve to her brain. In no time, she felt the burning rod was about to reach her hymen. The fear of losing her virginity made her scream repeatedly, "No... don't put it in..." The
tight and narrow vagina made the lewd monk's glans feel extremely comfortable. The warm vaginal walls made the glans showered with vaginal fluid.
Upon reaching the hymen, a rough sensation spread from the tip of his penis, causing the lecherous monk to lose all restraint. He mustered his strength and thrust his seven-inch-long penis directly through the hymen, penetrating deep into the vagina. Before
the girl could even finish the word "insert," the monk's penis had already pierced the hymen, reaching the very depths of her vagina. The pain of losing her virginity was a thousand, even ten thousand times greater than before, causing tears to flow along with her virgin blood.
Moreover, the monk did not stop after breaking her hymen; his penis continued to thrust in and out of the narrow vagina. Each rub and friction stretched every nerve taut, causing the girl to twist and turn desperately, hoping to escape.
However, the more the girl struggled, the more forcefully the monk thrust.
Each time the lewd monk thrust out his penis, still stained with the fresh blood of a virgin, he would wipe it on his pubic hair, turning that sparse forest into a bloody meadow. The yin blood mixed with the yin fluid flowed down from the vulva, through the abdomen and chest, and into the girl's mouth. Tasting her own salty and fishy yin blood, the girl felt even more pain and agony.
The girl's vagina was the narrowest of all the ones the lecherous monk had violated that day. Coupled with her inexperience and extreme fear, her vaginal walls contracted, gripping the monk with intense pleasure and creating an even greater sense of pressure.
With each thrust, the vaginal walls tightened around his penis, eliciting a wild, beastly howl from the monk, repeatedly shouting, "Oh...oh...I'll fuck you to death...oh...I'll fuck you to death..." His penis slammed into her clitoris, and each collision and friction between their groins produced a "plop...plop..." sound.
After hundreds of vigorous thrusts, the monk's handprints were already visible on the girl's buttocks.
Lying upside down for a long time, the blood flowed backward, and with her clitoris broken, the girl gradually weakened. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed over, and she nearly fainted. Losing her reason, she screamed and cried, only able to writhe, repeatedly murmuring, "No...don't fuck me anymore..."
The lecherous monk could no longer restrain himself; his glans began to throb again. The girl knew this was a sign of impending ejaculation and frantically twisted her hips backward, trying to escape him.
She cried out sharply, "Please, don't ejaculate inside! Don't… ah…" Before she could finish, the monk yelled, "Oh!" and thrust his glans deep into her vagina, ejaculating a large amount of thick, white semen.
The monk, particularly fond of the girl, shot his semen even further and deeper, filling her entire uterus to overflowing, determined to make her bear his child.
Even as the semen overflowed from her vaginal opening, the monk's penis continued to ejaculate like a water cannon, relentlessly gushing forth more and more.
The girl's uterus opened and absorbed the semen with each shot, its vaginal walls contracting and pulsating to draw back as much of the ejaculated semen as possible, until the monk's penis softened, the uterus contracted, and the vaginal walls stopped contracting.
No matter how hard the poor girl struggled, she couldn't escape the fate of being raped and pregnant.
After a round of torment, the girl was already physically and mentally traumatized. Her breasts and buttocks were deformed and swollen from the lewd monk's grip, and thick semen kept flowing out of her festering vulva. As
soon as the lewd monk let go, the girl could no longer hold on and fainted from the pain, collapsing to the ground like a limp rag.
However, the nightmare was not over yet.
The lewd monk had a strange fondness for the pretty and refined girl. Even though he had already violated her twice, his lust was still unusually strong. He simply turned the girl over and was about to deflower her from behind.
The unconscious girl, in a daze, was lifted by the hair by the lewd monk and pushed to stand in front of a large tree, her cheek pressed against the rough bark.
The lecherous monk stood behind the girl, spreading her legs apart with his feet. Before she could even understand what was happening, a piercing pain shot through her anus, ten times greater than the pain of losing her virginity. The excruciating pain jolted her awake from her unconsciousness, and she let out a heart-wrenching scream: "No, it's...it's torn..."
The untouched anus was narrower and tighter than the vagina, and lacked lubrication. When the lecherous monk's fiery iron rod was forcefully inserted into her anus, the glans, due to its extreme dryness, caused slight pain. However, for the tender skin of her anus, it was undoubtedly torture.
Each thrust of the glans between her buttocks caused the skin to rub and bleed.
The intense pain caused the girl to frantically tear at the tree bark with her hands.
With the blood lubricating the bark, the thrusting gradually became smoother. The standing position allowed the lecherous monk to thrust the girl forward and backward, pinning her firmly to the tree with each stroke, each thrust ten times more powerful than usual.
Her vulva slammed against the dry bark of a tree, many sharp, hard wood splinters piercing her genitals, further ravaging her already numb vulva. Some pubic hairs became entangled in the splinters, and each time the lecherous monk withdrew from the trunk, the splinters tore off large patches of pubic hair. The pitifully budding pubic hair was torn apart before it could fully grow, becoming sparse and pitiful.
After more than a hundred thrusts, the lecherous monk was at his limit, letting out a series of beastly howls: "I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death..." His penis ejaculated again, half of it inside her anus. He pushed the girl down, holding his penis, and ejaculated from her buttocks to her hair, covering her entire back in a frosty spray.
By this time, the girl was unconscious, letting the thick semen flow freely over her body, forming clumps of foul-smelling paste.
The lecherous monk laughed heartily, then, without even putting on his clothes, strode away. Thinking of his many good fortunes that day, he became so excited that he began to sing loudly: "The monk is here to deflower you today, the monk is too lazy to teach you to stand tall, the sister has never had sex before, her flower bud tightly closed like a pile of weeds, the monk brother is here to weed, the sister opens her legs and her buttocks high, quickly throw yourself into the monk's arms..."
As he sang, he suddenly heard a soft laugh from the side of the road. The lecherous monk turned around and saw a young man in blue robes, exceptionally handsome, with bright, clear eyes. He wore a blue silk robe, and a white jade folding fan was tucked into his waistband, exuding an air of elegance and nobility.
The lewd monk was displeased at the sight of the handsome man, let alone being ridiculed like this. He stopped and shouted, "Laughing Little Three!"
The lewd monk was completely naked at this time. After several hours of continuous rape, for some reason, his penis not only did not soften, but instead grew even larger than before. His penis, which was originally more than eight inches long, grew to more than nine inches, pointing to the sky and jumping up and down from time to time, ready to devour anyone at any moment.
The young man dared not look directly at the lewd monk, his cheeks flushed, and he retorted, "Young master, I'm just laughing, what does it have to do with you, great monk?"
The lewd monk laughed, "I'm not listening to your nonsense! You son of a bitch! I'm singing, enjoying myself, and you, you pretty boy, are laughing at my singing? Do you think you, a yellow-haired brat, can laugh at my singing?"
The lewd monk, seeing the young man's handsome appearance, grew increasingly displeased. He clenched his fists, ready to provoke him, but the young man, having heard the lewd monk's repeated insults, could no longer contain himself and preemptively attacked, rushing forward with a side kick. The lewd monk, not expecting the young man's martial arts to be so formidable, underestimated him and fell for the attack.
The young man didn't say a word, unleashing a back chop, hammer, dropkick, and European uppercut. The lewd monk was caught off guard by his relentless assault, forced to retreat repeatedly, looking utterly disheveled.
Seeing the lewd monk get his comeuppance, the young master shifted to the side, leaned against a tree trunk by the roadside, and retaliated with a powerful clothesline slash at the monk. Enraged, the monk charged forward with a spear, dodging the clothesline slash, and then launched a fierce charge, slamming heavily into the young master's chest. The young master groaned and fell to the ground.
The lecherous monk, having just suffered a slight loss, was now filled with murderous intent. He forcefully lifted the young man, placing him between his legs, and hoisted him up, making him straddle his shoulders. Just as he was about to deliver a batista bomb...
he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. The lecherous monk froze, then realized that the fragrance was coming from the young man's private parts, and it seemed to be the fragrance of a young girl. The lecherous monk suddenly realized: this little devil is a girl disguised as a boy, playing tricks on me...
He felt a surge of displeasure, but upon realizing that she was indeed a woman, his murderous intent vanished. He had already delivered the batista bomb, and it was too late to stop. He hurriedly turned and threw her into the stream beside him. Although the batista bomb hit, the force was reduced by the water, and the young man thudded, clearly seriously injured...
The lecherous monk stepped forward and ripped off the young man's headscarf, and was stunned. The handsome young man before him had instantly transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman with long, flowing hair.
The beautiful woman struggled to her feet. Her sapphire blue silk dress, soaked with the stream water, clung to her body, revealing her exquisite and curvaceous figure. Beneath the silk, it seemed as if she wore no bodice or bra, her skin faintly visible through the thin fabric. Her nipples, hardened by the cold, stood out like two small grapes on her chest. Her long, flowing hair was disheveled and loose, further fueling the lustful monk's desire. His eyes widened, bloodshot, and his erection swelled even more, veins bulging as if about to burst through her skin. Only one word echoed in his mind: "Rape, rape, rape, rape..."
The monk immediately tore at the woman's clothes, and with a "rip," a large section of the thin silk was ripped away, revealing her snow-white skin.
The monk chuckled, "Little beauty, let's have a water play!" Holding the piece of clothing close to his nose, a fragrant and delicate scent filled his nostrils. His genitals hardened, ready to spring into action.
Seeing the lewd monk's obsequious sniffing and sucking of her clothes, the beautiful woman felt lost and turned to flee in the opposite direction.
The monk swiftly pursued her, tearing another strip of fabric from her left waist, revealing her slender waist with its exposed shape.
The woman tried to dodge and weave, but the monk always beat her to it. Her upper garment was torn to shreds, and a piece of her bosom was ripped off, leaving her half-exposed and utterly disheveled. With no other option, she leaped into the water, hoping to escape with the current.
The monk, seeing her submerged, remained unperturbed.
Her blue silk robes were dazzling in the water, and even downstream, he could see her from afar.
He waited until she had gone about ten feet before catching up and blocking her path.
"Little beauty," he said, "if you enjoy diving so much, go ahead and dive to your heart's content!" He grabbed her hair and forced her underwater.
The beautiful woman, who had been swimming underwater holding her breath, was already struggling to breathe. Now, forcibly submerged by the lecherous monk, she could only frantically struggle, flailing her arms and legs, splashing water everywhere, hoping to surface for a breath.
Seeing her flailing about, the monk noticed the torn blue silk ribbons becoming even more tattered with water, exposing her right breast.
Not wanting her to truly faint, the monk grabbed her right breast and lifted her up.
As soon as she was out of the water, she felt reborn, gasping for air as soon as her head touched the surface. However, the monk's grip on her breast made it extremely uncomfortable, and she pushed his hand away.
The monk didn't force her; seeing her resistance, he withdrew his hand, grabbed her hair, and forcefully pushed her back underwater.
The beautiful woman had just taken two deep breaths when the lecherous monk suddenly pushed her underwater, forcing a mouthful of water into her mouth. She choked even harder than before, struggling to expel the water from her trachea, but unable to open her mouth. Her situation was even more wretched than before; her limbs thrashed more violently, her clothes coming undone, making it almost impossible for her to be naked.
Just as she was nearly suffocating, the monk pulled her up again and pushed her down once more.
This happened four or five times, until her stomach was full of water, and she was choked and powerless.
Then she was pulled to the surface again, desperately gasping for air, preparing to be pushed back underwater.
But this time, after only two breaths, the monk didn't push her back down. Instead, he shoved his foul-smelling, enormous penis into his mouth. The woman opened her eyes and saw that the penis was the monk's own, black, ugly, and foul-smelling, making her feel nauseous at the sight.
Just as she was about to spit out the enormous rod, the lewd monk's voice rang in her ears: "Serve my darling well, or I'll force you into the water again."
The previous four or five thrusts had already left the beauty panting heavily.
Although the massive rod was now stuffed in her mouth, causing a sore throat, she could still breathe fresh air through her nose. Despite her reluctance, she opened her mouth and forced the lewd monk's dark, foul-smelling member into her mouth.
Seeing that the beauty hadn't spat out his darling, the lewd monk was overjoyed. Enjoying the beauty's oral service, his hands weren't idle either. He reached for the beauty's breasts, tearing off pieces of tattered silk. He grasped them, only to find that his large breasts were too large to hold in one hand. Overjoyed, he squeezed them even harder, satisfying his lust.
The lewd monk's forceful squeezing sent pain to her sensitive nipples, causing the beauty to grit her teeth and bite down on the lewd monk's penis. Enraged, the lewd monk slapped the beauty across the face, sending her flying backward.
He cursed, "Are you looking for death? Don't you know how to do it? Let the Buddha teach you!"
He approached the beauty again, grabbing her hair with one hand and pinching her chin with the other, shaking her head back and forth, forcefully slamming his penis deep into her throat, causing her trachea to swell and rupture, yet he continued to force it in.
The beauty choked and cried out in pain, but the lecherous monk continued to thrust deeper, penetrating to the hilt. The depths of her throat felt soft and elastic, tightly gripping the lecherous monk's penis.
Because the lecherous monk's penis was so large, the beautiful woman had to open her mouth wide to barely accommodate it. The monk, without any mercy, began to stroke her, the friction between his mouth and penis becoming even more intense. While the sensation lacked the oppressive, hot warmth of her vagina, each time his penis passed over her tongue, the tongue's coating created waves of pleasure. Sometimes, it even caused her to pull back the foreskin, licking the glans inside. This made the monk shiver, and he could no longer hold back. His glans throbbed, and he ejaculated wildly into the woman's mouth, filling her mouth with semen.
The young woman, inexperienced with both men and women, was already suffering unbearably with the monk's glans in her mouth. Unexpectedly, a large gush of foul-smelling semen shot out from her mouth, which she began to suck and swallow. The nauseating stench finally made her unable to endure it any longer. She spat out the monk's penis and collapsed to the side, gagging repeatedly, trying to expel the filth.
But the lecherous monk's ten-foot-long penis, still gushing forth, continued its ejaculation like a black dragon shooting flames, spraying semen endlessly onto the beauty's face and hair. A large amount of white semen covered her face, making it look like a thick, sticky paste.
Seeing the beauty's pretty face stained with his semen, the lecherous monk felt no pity. Instead, he reached out and wiped the semen all over her face, making sure it was all over her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. He even pinched her small mouth, grabbed her hand, and held his penis, snarling, "Stick out your tongue and clean my treasure!"
The beauty, dizzy from the semen, dared not lick the ugly penis. The lecherous monk tightened his grip, forcing her tongue out, and then smeared his penis onto her tongue.
In truth, the beautiful woman's mouth still contained a large amount of the lecherous monk's semen. Even with her tongue, she couldn't clean it all. The monk, however, wasn't interested in that; he only wanted to torture the woman to satisfy his perverse sadistic urges.
Strangely enough, despite having just ejaculated, the monk's penis hadn't shrunk at all; it remained as hard as iron, proudly erect. The woman licking it felt like licking a hot, burning iron rod.
Before the woman could clean it, the monk's lust was already overwhelming. He pulled her aside and placed her on a large rock by the stream, ready to force himself on her.
He pushed her onto the rock. Knowing his intentions, she struggled desperately, hoping for a sliver of relief.
The beauty's resistance only fueled the lecherous monk's aphrodisiac effect. The more she resisted, the more excited he became. He didn't even bother to remove her lower garments, only tearing a slit in her crotch to reveal her swollen mons pubis and the thin fold of her vulva. Ignoring everything else, he thrust his iron-like penis forcefully inside.
"Ah...ah...it hurts...pull it out...pull it out..." The pain of losing her virginity caused the beauty to scream irrationally. She frantically pounded on the monk's chest, trying to push him away, but her hands were weak, producing only "slap...slap..." sounds, offering no resistance to his onslaught.
The monk gripped her large breasts tightly, pulling her closer with each thrust. From a distance, it looked like the beauty was pushing and the monk was pulling, making it seem like they were playing a new sexual act.
Since penetrating her vagina, the monk's glans felt an unprecedented tightness. If a young girl's vagina was the softest and smoothest in the world, then the beauty's vagina possessed an even greater elasticity and sucking quality.
Each time the lecherous monk inserted his glans two-tenths of the way, the elasticity of the vaginal walls defensively bounced it back halfway. The deeper he penetrated, the greater the rebound.
In the past, during rape, the lecherous monk would thrust his penis in and out. But now, he only needed to push forward; the beauty's pushes and the elasticity of her vaginal walls would push his penis back. This kind of rape had a different kind of pleasure, which delighted the lecherous monk so much that he kept pulling the beauty's large breasts closer to him.
The lecherous monk indulged in rape, but the beauty suffered endless pain. This beauty had remained chaste and had never experienced the pleasures of love. Unexpectedly, her first time was in this mountain valley, and she was being subjected to such a storm of abducting lecherous monk.
Under the lecherous monk's constant pulling, the beauty's round, voluptuous breasts developed faint red marks, and her breasts, initially round and swollen, were slowly stretched and elongated by the lecherous monk into the shape of a papaya.
Seeing the beautiful woman's nipples deformed and elongated, the lecherous monk found it amusing and adorable. He not only pulled them closer to his body but also stretched them to the sides to see just how long they could be stretched.
The poor woman, under the monk's perverted influence, was nearly pulled unconscious.
After hundreds of thrusts, the lecherous monk felt his penis loosen and his glans began to throb. Having learned from his previous experience, the beautiful woman knew he was about to ejaculate. Even though she had no experience with men and women, she knew she absolutely could not let him ejaculate inside her. She pleaded with him, "Master, Master, no, don't ejaculate inside! Please, please have mercy and pull it out! Shoot it in my mouth! I'll eat it for you..."
The lecherous monk ignored her and instead said to the woman, "Female benefactor, the Buddha's purpose in saving all sentient beings is to liberate them from the four sufferings of birth, old age, sickness, and death. If you don't try to conceive, how can you understand?" With that, the lecherous monk could no longer hold back his penis, letting his semen gush out like a jet of water, striking her clitoris and penetrating deep into her body.
After ejaculating, the lecherous monk withdrew his penis and wiped it against the beautiful woman's breasts. He then gazed at the woman, who lay dazed on the rock, a pool of semen still overflowing from her vagina and flowing down her thighs, contrasting with the white foam between her breasts and the specks of semen he had just ejaculated, creating a scene of languid beauty.
From that moment, the lecherous monk had a profound realization: life is but a short few decades; grand ambitions and deep-seated hatreds are all fleeting. Only by indulging in pleasure and debauchery can one live a life without regrets. Later, the lecherous monk traveled throughout the land, taking pleasure in robbing women of their virginity. Legend has it that all those he violated became pregnant. To avoid his torment, society became more open-minded, disregarding the traditional boundaries between men and women. Premarital sex was no longer restricted, as a way to demonstrate a woman's non-virginity and avoid the humiliation of being violated by the lecherous monk. This indirectly contributed to the open customs of men and women we see today—but that's another story…

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