【The Butterfly Steals Fragrance】【19】【Author: Fengyuexuan Ruxuanzi】

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Chapter Nineteen: Xiumei's Springtime Feelings Are Hard to Suppress in Her Boudoir
The poem reads:
The orioles and flowers in the slanting sunlight display their beauty, the birds return late in spring;
if I were to seek out my master's old promise, would I be so heartbroken by the new acquaintance?
In future years, where will the delicate wisps of spring fly, when will I be here again, like a woman in a turban?
For you, my soul is consumed by the end of March, and I speak of longing with unrequited love.
Now, Xiumei pulled off her belt, took out her whisk, and was startled. The whisk was so large it took both hands to encircle it; it was over twelve feet long, incredibly hard, like steel or iron. Holding it in her hands, it shimmered like a leaping fish. Xiumei was both surprised and delighted, and said, "Third Brother, this thing of yours is so big! I've never seen anything like it. I'm sure it will make you feel good, but I'm also afraid of pain. I don't know whether to love it or hate it." Yang San teased, "This thing of mine is like a dog. If you're afraid of it, it will bite you; if you're not afraid of it, it will be afraid of you and will serve you well, making you feel comfortable and satisfied. Xiumei, it's up to you now." Xiumei said, "I'm not afraid." With that, she quickly took off her clothes, and Yang San also stripped naked. Under the moonlight, the two of them, naked and intertwined, looked like a moving ball of pink flesh, an exquisite sight.
Yang San touched Xiu Mei's buttocks; they were snow-white, round, soft, and smooth. He then touched her slit, which was moist and incredibly tender, with wispy pubic hair peeking out, making it all the more alluring. Yang San could no longer restrain himself. He rolled over and straddled her, rubbing his penis against her vulva a couple of times before thrusting in forcefully, penetrating more than halfway. Xiu Mei felt her vulva was tightly packed, causing a painful, throbbing sensation. She said, "Third Brother, please stop. My vulva is too narrow; it can't hold it all. Don't hurt me." Yang San said, "Mei'er, don't be afraid. I'll gently thrust in and out." Yang San then gently thrust in and out about two hundred times until Xiu Mei felt her vulva was empty, no longer feeling any itch. She said again, "Third..." "Brother, you can go in a little deeper, that'll feel better." Yang San increased his strength, but went in too hard, almost all the way in. Xiu Mei trembled all over in pain, and said, "Third brother, this damned thing, it hurts me so much, please go easy on me." Yang San was in the middle of his fun and didn't care about her. He just kept thrusting, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Xiu Mei actually felt good. Every time he went in deeper, her body would tremble. After thrusting in and out a couple of times, she didn't feel the pain anymore and started moaning again. Seeing that she was enjoying it, Yang San went in all the way in, right to her core. Xiu Mei cried and laughed for a while, and then she stopped moaning altogether. She closed her eyes, lay there like a dead white dog, and simply let him do as he pleased. Yang San, growing increasingly impatient, thrust wildly and relentlessly, over three thousand times, making a squelching sound from below. When he looked at Xiu Mei, he saw that her eyes were rolled back and she was completely still. This startled Yang San, who hurriedly withdrew his weapon and hastily ended the encounter. He then tried to wake her by putting his mouth to hers, but she still didn't wake up. Yang San then pressed her philtrum with his fingers, and only then did she regain consciousness. Yang San laughed, "You scared me half to death, thinking you were dead, but it turns out you're just having a wonderful time." Xiu Mei said, "Third Brother, you fucked me so well, like being in a cloud of mist! I don't know what's going on." Yang San said again, "You're having a blast, but I haven't had my fun yet." Xiu Mei said, "What's so difficult about that?" She pinched Yang San's thick member and rubbed it up and down, making Yang San go limp. His body trembled, and a gush of hot semen spurted out, splashing onto Xiu Mei's breasts. Xiu Mei quickly reached out to touch it; it was hot, sticky, and slippery. Overjoyed, she wiped it on her slender fingers and then rubbed it into her vagina, rubbing it to her heart's content, unable to help but moan.
Seeing Xiumei's wanton behavior, Yang San pulled her close again and began to kiss her. His penis, erect once more, was placed on the flat grass. He spread her legs and began to thrust vigorously. Xiumei felt no pain, moaning incessantly. After more than three thousand thrusts, Yang San's body went limp, his penis throbbing inside her vagina before he ejaculated. Xiumei, in the throes of pleasure, also lost her climax. The two lay on the grass, embracing each other. After resting for a while, they felt a chill on their bodies. Reaching out, they found large patches of the dry grass were soaked. They laughed. Xiumei asked, "Third Brother, your thing is so big, is it naturally so?" Yang San laughed, "Half innate, half acquired. Mine was originally big, and now, with the guidance of a master, it's even bigger." Xiumei continued, "Your thing is truly a rare treasure, surely admired by many women." Yang San replied, "Even a treasure is wonderful, how can I let it run wild? How can I win the hearts of men and women?" Xiumei said, "Third Brother, don't be discouraged. Xiumei is here to keep you company." After saying this, the two embraced tightly again. After a long while, they dressed and reluctantly parted.
The next day, Xiumei came to Xueping's room and told Xueping how big Yang San's thing was and how much pleasure he had brought her. Xueping was overjoyed. Thinking to himself, "I've experienced this servant before, but I didn't find him particularly formidable. Hearing Xiumei's words, I'm itching to get my hands on him again. I'll find a moment to truly have my way with him." As they talked and thought, their desires rose again, their bodies burning with heat, their vulvas unbearably itchy. Xueping said, "How about we go to bed and have some fun?" Xiumei replied, "As you wish." The two went to bed, embracing and kissing, their lust running wild, their excitement intense. Xiumei suddenly straddled Xueping, who spread her legs, and Xiumei rubbed against her, thrusting and pounding, causing her to gush with lustful fluids, soaking the fragrant quilt. Xueping, disheveled and moaning, stood embracing and playing, their passion intense, their bodies drenched in fragrant sweat, their mouths and tongues cold, their strength failing them, before finally stopping.
After they finished, the two lay exhausted on the bed, catching their breath. Xueping said, "Xiumei, send a message to Yang San, telling him to come and serve your mother tonight." Xiumei smiled and said, "Yes, ma'am." Xiumei got out of bed and left. Xueping lay alone on the bed, thinking about those pleasurable things again, and her heart stirred once more. To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.

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