Tragic Romance in the Martial World: Broken Heart Cliff 1-3

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Side Story of "A Twisted Fate in the Martial World": Beneath the Cliff of Broken Hearts Author: Red Rope Purple Belt

Chapter 1: A Moment of Fatal Fade She

awoke hazily to find the sky still so blue, the wind still so gentle. A light breeze brushed her cheek, a few strands of hair fluttering softly, as if telling a story .
Where am I? What happened? Who… am I?
The woman struggled to sit up, brushing aside her cloud-like hair, revealing a face of breathtaking beauty. Her beauty was stunning, pitiful, yet arousing, arousing desire, a desire to crush her.
She sat up with difficulty, her slender body unexpectedly full, her breasts high and round, trembling precariously with her movements, a breathtaking sight. The woman seemed to have suffered a severe injury; her body was weak and sore, her slender, snake-like waist appearing as if it might collapse at any moment, her long, beautiful legs curled and folded, alluring and captivating.
The woman tried several times, but ultimately could not stand up. Her full, fleshy buttocks lay limply on the ground, their contours creating a breathtaking silhouette. A
beauty of unparalleled grace, with a slender, supple figure and ample bosom, this ethereal woman, like a fairy descended from heaven, lay there weakly. Her devilishly perfect figure was irresistible to any man; she was truly a natural beauty, a marvel of creation.
Sunlight streamed through the canyon, gently illuminating the fairy-like woman, making her appear holy and serene. She lay there quietly, her beautiful brows slightly furrowed, a jumble of chaotic images flashing through her mind, yet none could be clearly discerned.
…
Unknown Land, Hidden Demon Cult.
The Abyss Hell, having developed for several years, had become quite large. In its secluded pavilions, soft moans and debauchery filled the air. Powerful men of all kinds gathered here, embracing their long-desired beauties in various sexual settings, indulging their desires to the fullest.
In the Heavenly Enchanting Chamber, the Blissful Taoist embraced a renowned, fair-skinned woman, thrusting wildly into her. The sounds of their union, "slap slap..." mingled with the woman's moans and the man's wild laughter, fueling a burning desire and igniting lust. After
a long while, a plaintive, alluring moan rang out, followed by the man's joyful roar, and the debauchery in the room gradually subsided. A moment later, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe slowly emerged, his expression one of utter satisfaction. He turned and laughed, "The taste of Lady Yuelan of the Gongsun family is truly extraordinary. My Holy Sect has spent a great deal to bring you into this world; it's been worthwhile. Tomorrow, I want to take you to the woods behind the mountain for mating. You should wash yourself clean and be prepared."
The Blissful Taoist laughed and left. Behind him, through the half-open door, Lady Yuelan, having experienced several blissful encounters, lay naked on the bed, her jade-like body exposed, her face flushed. Her fair, beautiful flesh trembled and convulsed, her pink back glistening with fragrant sweat, her alluring lower body contracting and writhing, streams of milky white liquid slowly flowing from within…
In the study, the Blissful Daoist sat upright at his desk, browsing through line after line of information. People would respectfully present documents and then hastily retreat. He methodically organized the information, his expression remaining unchanged no matter how shocking the intelligence he encountered.
This was the Hidden Demon Sect, the authentic demonic sect of a hundred years ago. Unlike demonic sects in previous history, the current Hidden Demon Sect was no longer confined to the martial arts world, but had comprehensively infiltrated secular society, powerful families, feudal lords, and the imperial court, even maintaining contact with the barbarians beyond the Great Wall. Over the past century, the Hidden Demon Sect had bided its time, concealing its strength and gradually turning the tide from a declining sect into a vast, deeply entrenched underground force, now possessing the potential to overthrow dynasties. However, the Hidden Demon Sect has always maintained a low profile, carefully concealing itself under the leadership of its mysterious leader, patiently preparing for its rise. It's truly unknown what it will be like when it finally rises to power.
However, the Blissful Daoist does not belong to the Hidden Demon Sect; he is a member of the Soul Fusion Sect. The relationship between the Soul Fusion Sect and the Hidden Demon Sect is complex and difficult to understand. Currently, the Soul Fusion Sect is merely an appendage of the Hidden Demon Sect, responsible for managing the Abyss Hell. Members of the Soul Fusion Sect are all senior members of the lewd path, adhering to the principle of "no father or son," addressing each other as uncle or nephew. Their numbers are very small; he only has three senior brothers and two uncles. Uncle Yin has always remained hidden in the mortal world, his whereabouts unknown to anyone, including his mentor, Uncle Ma. The Blissful Daoist is a latecomer to the path. He originally came from the Quanzhen Sect, then secretly became an apprentice of Uncle Ma. Later, he was entangled in lust and caused trouble, faking his death to escape, and has been hiding in the Abyss Hell ever since.
Now he is the Blissful Daoist; in his secular past, he also had another identity—Zhao Zhijing, a third-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect!
The pages of the dossier flipped by, and upon seeing some news, the previously calm Blissful Daoist's expression suddenly changed drastically. After a long silence, he headed straight for the Abyss Hell headquarters.
"Uncle-Master, I wish to descend the mountain," the Blissful Daoist earnestly said to the middle-aged man before him. The middle-aged man's expression was indifferent as he slowly glanced at him, a single glance that filled the Daoist with dread.
This middle-aged man was his mentor, the founder of the Abyss Hell—Elder Ma!
Elder Ma's expression was calm, as if he had expected this. He sighed, "Foolish boy, haven't you let go of what happened back then? How could an ordinary person possess that woman? Wait a few more years."
"Uncle-Master, I must descend the mountain this time. Please grant my wish!"
The middle-aged man looked at him deeply, remained silent for a long time, and said, "Only life and death matter, no marriage."
"Uncle-Master..."
"The time is not yet ripe."
Seven days later, a group of men in black appeared outside the Valley of Heartbreak. That night,
screams echoed through the Valley of Heartbreak, leaving no one alive. The Valley Master's beloved daughter, Gongsun Lü'e, was secretly sent to the abyss of hell. The Blissful Daoist had no time to deal with the aftermath. He ordered his demonic
sect to prepare overnight, and the next morning, he descended alone down the Broken Heart Cliff using a long rope. Stepping on the ground, the Blissful Daoist looked back. This Broken Heart Cliff, shrouded in mist year-round, was only a hundred acres in size, yet it was a hundred feet deep. In such a perilous place, even a top expert would face certain death. Intelligence indicated she had been poisoned before jumping; he wondered what her chances of survival were.
The Blissful Daoist was filled with worry, fearing that when he found her, he would only find a beautiful but cold body.
When he first saw her, his years of cultivation had crumbled. Her fairy-like beauty, ethereal气质, and slender yet voluptuous figure had deeply captivated him. This fairy was none other than the owner of the Tomb of the Living Dead—Little Dragon Girl.
To obtain Little Dragon Girl, the former Blissful Daoist Zhao Zhijing unhesitatingly became Elder Ma's disciple, frequently descending the mountain to abduct women and study erotic arts. After witnessing Little Dragon Girl and Yang Guo practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, he sowed discord within his sect, making things difficult for Yang Guo in every way. He spied on her day and night, finally seizing the opportunity to enjoy her beauty, then framing his junior brother Yin Zhiping afterward. He even betrayed his sect, introducing the Mongol Tartars, but ultimately failed to achieve his desire. Finally, he faked his death from severe injuries and was taken into the Hidden Demon Sect by Elder Ma, where he has remained hidden ever since.
Although Little Dragon Girl was unaware of these events, in the Blissful Daoist's eyes, he had done so much for her and deserved to have her. Over the years, even when he was in the deepest abyss of hell, enjoying the company of the most beautiful women, the Blissful Daoist's heart still longed for Little Dragon Girl. In his heart, if he hadn't been so naive and cowardly back then, Little Dragon Girl would have been his long ago. Once we find Xiaolongnü, no one can take her away again; she will always be ours.
Walking across the rugged, rocky path, the Blissful Taoist carefully searched for Xiaolongnü's trail. Unexpectedly, he soon found a clue.
It was a tall willow tree by the river, several branches broken off from its dense twigs, hanging limply. Beneath the tree lay soft sand, faintly marked by the sand's weight. The Blissful Daoist examined it for a moment, then his heart leaped with joy. He patted the tree trunk beside him forcefully, letting out a long sigh. For some reason, his flat crotch began to bulge. Just thinking about Little Dragon Girl excited him more than watching the women of the abyss perform a lewd dance.
The Blissful Daoist suppressed his excitement and climbed to a higher vantage point. The area below the cliff wasn't large; as far as the eye could see, besides the flowing river, there were only rocks and pine trees—not a single living person. The Blissful Daoist felt a slight disappointment, but quickly regained his excitement. He jumped down from the tree, ignoring the demonic sect members on the cliff, and eagerly searched downstream along the river.
The Blissful Taoist ran excitedly along the beach, muttering incoherent words. His erect penis swung back and forth with his run, a lewd and comical sight. For years, he hadn't felt such joy, such loss of control. In his mind, he could see Little Dragon Girl waiting for him ahead, having already built a simple thatched hut, prepared a sumptuous breakfast, and was sitting gently by his warm bed, waiting for him.
"Fairy, wait a moment, Blissful Taoist will be there soon. Don't rush to eat. All these years of longing, I must satisfy my desire on you… tonight I'll squeeze your breasts until they burst!"
the Blissful Taoist mumbled incoherently, his whole being somewhat neurotic. His infatuation with Little Dragon Girl had penetrated to the bone; every smile, every gesture, every part of her body excited him immensely. He hadn't seen her for years, and he wondered how beautiful and voluptuous she must have become; he was practically going crazy!
"Little Dragon Girl, I'm here!"
...
Beside a quiet stream, behind dense bushes, lay a cold pool. The water wasn't deep, but it was exceptionally cold, emanating chilling wisps of air. Strange-looking fish swam slowly in it, swaying their tails; they looked somewhat familiar, yet the memory was hazy.
The Blissful Daoist turned back to carefully examine his feet, then looked ahead. The tracks were becoming clearer; Little Dragon Girl had passed through here at most a day ago, perhaps just now.
Following the tracks for a moment, the Blissful Daoist's eyes narrowed. On the opposite side of the cold pool, near the cliff face, was a stone cave. Scattered within were large, oval-shaped white stones, and a white figure lay quietly on one of them, like a snow lotus about to wither, beautiful yet pale.
The Blissful Daoist's heart skipped a beat, all desire vanished, and he stood there, stunned, his entire body stiff. After a long while, he finally reacted, trembling as he scrambled over.
Lifting the woman's exquisite head, the Blissful Daoist trembled. Yes! It was her! It was Little Dragon Girl! Looking at the woman he had longed for, lying peacefully in his arms, even more beautiful and captivating than he remembered, yet her frighteningly pale face caused him excruciating pain, making it hard to breathe.
Little Dragon Girl was usually quiet, even seemingly aloof, but the Blissful Daoist, whose entire world revolved around her, knew that her seemingly dull exterior was simply due to her long life in the mountains, making her unskilled at communication. Her heart was so gentle and kind, she couldn't even refuse others. Back then, although his power was insufficient, the Blissful Daoist had always protected Little Dragon Girl. Every move she made was captivating to him, making him infatuated and moved.
Looking at the beautiful, sorrowful face in his arms, the Blissful Taoist burst into tears. Scenes from the past flashed through his mind like a farewell. He had done countless evil deeds for her, becoming infamous, yet he harbored no resentment, even if the whole world despised him, even if she knew nothing of his actions, even if he died by her sword, he would still be content. For her, he didn't care what happened to him, even if he were to be shattered to pieces, he would be willing. But she couldn't be harmed. Whoever harmed her, he would kill them! No matter who did it, he would kill them!
The Blissful Taoist cautiously looked at Little Dragon Girl, his heart filled with regret and self-reproach. Little Dragon Girl's breathing was barely perceptible; was she about to die? Was she about to leave him? So many years of longing, countless declarations of love before the mirror, yet he hadn't said those words to her. Was it all over just like that? If she died, what was the point of his life?
Overwhelmed by grief and remorse, the Blissful Taoist felt a tightness in his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Impossible! How could you be dead?"
The Blissful Daoist roared, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and began to think of a way to save her. There are countless medical masters in this world, but only Master Mo of the Hidden Demon Sect can truly bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded. Although he himself was incompetent, he had at least studied with Master Mo for some time. Although Xiaolongnu's breathing was weak, she was still alive, and if she was alive, there was definitely hope! Definitely!
The Blissful Daoist suppressed his emotions and examined her. He found that Xiaolongnu's injuries were not serious, but she was deeply poisoned, mainly by cold toxins. An idea struck him. He hurriedly found a wax pill, crushed it, and took out a bright red pill. He then scooped water and fed it to Xiaolongnu. After a moment, Xiaolongnu's complexion became slightly rosier, and her breathing became slightly deeper. The Blissful Daoist was overjoyed and wished he could run to Master Mo and kowtow several times.
The poison was temporarily suppressed, but given Xiaolongnu's current condition, she couldn't possibly endure the long journey to the Hidden Demon Sect; she would have to find a way to treat herself. The Blissful Daoist was deeply troubled. He went out to fetch some dry grass, carefully placed Xiaolongnu inside, and then immediately set out to search for medicine.
The area below Broken Heart Cliff was perpetually spring-like, with virtually no cold-resistant herbs. Heartbreak Valley was too remote, surrounded only by small villages where no medicine could be bought. The cold poison within Xiaolongnu's body was extremely potent; ordinary medicines were ineffective. The Blissful Daoist had already searched the Gongsun family's pharmacy, finding only a few suitable herbs, but even those wouldn't be very effective. The Blissful Daoist returned to Heartbreak Valley, retrieved a few herbs, and sent his entourage of the Demon Sect to search for more, before returning to the foot of the cliff. The
Blissful Daoist returned to the cave, his brow furrowed even deeper as he watched Xiaolongnu's face grow paler.
Daylight hours were short in the valley, and darkness was fast approaching. The Blissful Taoist ate some dry rations with a bitter taste, then took a bottle of honey from Xiaolongnu's waist and carefully fed it to her. No one understood Xiaolongnu better than him, not even Yang Guo. The Blissful Taoist gently wiped the corners of Xiaolongnu's mouth; this scene should have been somewhat heartwarming, but now only bitterness remained.
After his busy work, the Blissful Taoist gathered some dry branches before nightfall and lit a fire to warm himself, hoping to dispel some of the chill from Xiaolongnu's body. He held Xiaolongnu quietly on the straw bed, the firelight casting their mottled shadows onto the stone wall, like a couple relying on each other for survival, struggling against a cruel fate.
Holding Xiaolongnu, the Blissful Taoist felt a surge of lustful thoughts; although he tried his best to suppress them, his lower body involuntarily became aroused. Xiaolongnu's figure was simply too alluring, something no normal man could resist. The Blissful Taoist felt the strange sensation in his lower body, cursed under his breath, yet couldn't resist touching Little Dragon Girl's face. The icy touch reminded him he mustn't act rashly. He had to think of something else to distract himself. "I can't just keep eating honey; some hot soup should help, but I didn't bring any cooking utensils..."
Lost in thought, the Blissful Taoist inexplicably got up and left the cave. He wanted to gather some meat to make soup for Little Dragon Girl to ward off the cold. He wandered around outside for a while, then suddenly realized it was already dark, and there was nothing left to catch. He was like that, infatuated with Little Dragon Girl, like a child lost in a trance, like a father silently selfless, and like a cautious moth drawn to a flame, yet utterly powerless against the light.
Suddenly, the Blissful Taoist remembered the fish he had seen in the icy pool during the day, and braving the biting cold, he jumped into the pool in the dark and caught two.
Golden fish meat sizzled on the fire, its aroma incredibly rich. Beneath the thick layer of fat lay tender, juicy flesh, sizzling as it cooked. The fragrance of the fish whetted the appetite of the Blissful Daoist. He took a bite; the tender fish melted in his mouth, exceptionally delicious. He stopped abruptly, feeling as if a flame had swept through his body from the steaming fish, burning all the way to his heart, lungs, and spleen. Waves of heat spread throughout his body, making him shiver involuntarily, yet feeling utterly comfortable.
The Blissful Daoist exclaimed in admiration, then his eyes lit up. Could this be the "Fire-Entering Throat," a rare and precious fish recorded in the Medical Classic? According to records, the "Fire-Entering Throat" could only grow in icy water year-round, its growth cycle extremely slow, taking over ten years to mature; it was a rare and potent yang-natured medicine. Legend has it that in ancient times, in the frigid far north, local residents would store several "Ru Huo Hou" (
a type of fish) before winter arrived, consuming them during the coldest days of winter to ward off the harsh cold. This demonstrates the potent and long-lasting medicinal properties of "Ru Huo Hou." The arrogant and proud Daoist, who would never have cared about a fish before—no matter how delicious or rare—was still just a fish. Yet now, his eyes burned with fervor, even brimming with tears.
"Little Dragon Girl is saved!"
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Written by Red Rope Purple Ribbon on November 26, 2012

Chapter Two: The Beauty's Return

The murmuring river flowed gently, and behind the dense reeds, glimpses of spring occasionally peeked out.
Cool water flowed over her slender, jade-like neck, turning into glistening droplets that rolled merrily along her alluring curves on her snow-white, delicate, and large, round breasts. Water droplets chased each other, before even falling from the white, full breasts, they were touched by a slender, jade-like hand and clung to a smooth, beautiful back. The water flowed downwards, becoming increasingly delicate and graceful, until it encountered a plump mound, where it suddenly became full and moist. It flowed deep into the secluded ravine, the temperature rising sharply, and the surrounding area becoming wet and glistening. After passing the narrow stream, the water droplets finally fell, warm and trembling.
The fairy was bathing, while a lecherous thief lurked on the bank.
Little Dragon Girl's cheeks flushed, her heart pounding. She knew the Blissful Taoist liked her; he had told her yesterday, and he had also mentioned that she already had a husband. Little Dragon Girl didn't know what her husband looked like, nor what their relationship was like; she was simply grateful to the man who had saved her. His name was Zhao Jile, and he had secretly loved her for many years; now he was pursuing her.
Xiaolongnu didn't dislike the Blissful Taoist; on the contrary, she was deeply moved by his devotion. She could tell he wasn't lying to her. Thinking of how such a devoted man had silently protected her in the past, Xiaolongnu felt a surge of emotion and warmth, yet also a sense of unease.
Although she couldn't remember the past, the Blissful Taoist's life-saving grace and his meticulous care during this time had stirred her heart. She felt a little nervous, wanting to talk to him more, yet afraid of his burning gaze. She knew he was lecherous, and now, he might very well be hiding on the shore, spying on her.
Sure enough, a string of large bubbles suddenly rose from the reeds not far away, followed by a man's head emerging—it was the Blissful Taoist. He was naked, wearing only underwear, and walked towards Xiaolongnu with a grin.
Little Dragon Girl opened her eyes wide, her little mouth agape as she looked at him, her expression utterly adorable. After a moment, she quickly squatted down and exclaimed, "Zhao Jile, don't come any closer..."
"Hehe, why didn't you invite this humble Taoist to your bath, fairy?" Jile Taoist's eyes gleamed as he looked at Little Dragon Girl behind the reeds, his gaze filled with greed and infatuation. Little Dragon Girl's illness had finally healed, and he had long since dismissed the demonic sect members on the cliff. At this moment, he didn't want anyone to disturb his good time. Jile Taoist strode over to Little Dragon Girl, and seeing her covering her chest in embarrassment and panic, he lunged at her.
"Ah..." With a gasp, Little Dragon Girl frantically braced her small hands against Jile Taoist's chest, her body involuntarily falling backward with him. Her slender, jade-like legs swung through the air, sliding into the water along with the man's hips, an indescribable fright and vulnerability.
The water near the reeds was shallow, filled with soft, fine sand. The Blissful Taoist pressed Xiaolongnu beneath him, his chest involuntarily pressing against her high, firm breasts. He said, "Xiaolongnu, you're so beautiful, marry me!"
Xiaolongnu shyly closed her eyes, trying to push him away, but she couldn't. She could only whisper, "You said I have a husband..." "
Hmm, I forgot to tell you last night, your husband is dead. He was killed by a Mongol master."
"Oh..." Xiaolongnu looked dazed, neither sad nor suspicious. She couldn't remember who her husband was at all.
"Then marry me, Xiaolongnu."
"Give me some time, Zhao Bliss... let me think, okay?"
"Of course, but I've worked so hard these past few days. Now that you're cured, you'll have to be intimate with me." The Blissful Taoist stared intently at Xiaolongnu, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Xiaolongnu blushed deeply but didn't object. She closed her beautiful eyes, letting the Blissful Taoist kiss her passionately. The Blissful Taoist's kisses rained down on the beautiful woman's face, forehead, lips, and chest... His large hands hastily pried open Xiaolongnu's arms, revealing her pair of full, round breasts before him, and his passionate kisses traveled downwards, moistening the trembling flesh.
Xiaolongnu's face flushed crimson, the blush extending to the base of her swan-like neck. She grasped the Blissful Taoist's head in a daze, her snow-white breasts involuntarily rising slightly to meet his kisses. The
Blissful Taoist's heart was surging with emotion, feeling as if his hands weren't enough. Xiaolongnu's unspoken consent made his heart, hardened by countless trials, tremble. He knew Xiaolongnu best; he knew she had accepted him, lacking only a process. All these years of silent waiting, unwavering devotion, had been waiting for that tenderness in her lowered head.
Time flies, and after countless hardships, the fairy who had guarded him for life finally confessed her love. At this moment, the Blissful Daoist wanted to roar to the heavens and weep bitterly.
A delicate hand gently brushed across the Blissful Daoist's face, wiping away the tears that had not yet fallen. The tenderness and gentleness of the hand were truly admirable.
"Blissful, what's wrong?" Little Dragon Girl cupped the Blissful Daoist's face in her hands and asked with concern.
"I... I'm happy..." The Blissful Daoist took a deep breath, pulled his hands away from Little Dragon Girl's breasts, cupped her face in his own hands, looked at her deeply, and smiled, saying, "Finally, I can be with you. I have no regrets even if I die in this life..."
Little Dragon Girl's heart trembled, and she quickly reached out to cover the Blissful Daoist's mouth, but he pushed her face away and pressed it against her lips. The man's large hand once again caressed Xiaolongnu's full breasts. She gazed at the man on top of her, her eyes
glazed over. After a long while, she withdrew her hand, and the two embraced and kissed… The clear river flowed gently, clumps of reeds standing upright in the water like bed curtains, obscuring the view of onlookers. Behind a dense thicket of reeds, soft moans echoed, splashing water everywhere. Two long, beautiful legs sometimes peeked out from the reeds, swaying in the wind, sometimes suddenly arching upwards, their snow-white, slender curves a feast for the eyes, stirring wicked thoughts.
A soft, urgent moan escaped, though suppressed, it was still melodious and alluring. Silence gradually descended from behind the reeds. With a captivating cry, a naked man stepped out, a snow-white, delicate body held horizontally before him. His face was filled with excitement and triumph, making no attempt to conceal his lustful desire. The beautiful woman seemed ashamed of their naked, entwined embrace; her cute little hands hastily released his penis, her slender arms stretching out to cling tightly to his neck, her head burying itself in his chest. Her snow-white, delicate body curled before him, her full breasts pressed against his chest, swelling with each movement. Her white legs swayed in the air, her five pink toes curling adorably together. A captivating pink hue emanated from her body; one wondered what they had done behind the reeds. Before the spacious stone cave, clear water rippled, and a hundred
flowers
bloomed. Pebbles of varying sizes dotted the landscape, some shaped like round basins, others taller than a person, stretching deep into the cave. In the dim cave, white pebbles, washed clean by countless years of river water, lay there immaculate, a warm atmosphere gradually spreading, like a nest of eggs sleeping soundly in a warm nest, a testament to the generations of nature's inheritance. And as if connected by fate, they inadvertently witnessed the mating and reproduction of a male and female.
On a large pebble, several wet pieces of men's and women's clothing lay mixed together, including a woman's small, white underwear. Scattered on the ground were some withered branches and grass, and the sounds of men and women breathing heavily came from behind the pebble. Behind the large rock was a large grassy bed, where a plump, fair-skinned woman lay naked, her exceptionally full breasts thrusting forward to withstand the man's violent pounding. Between her plump breasts, a hot, red-hot spear was relentlessly thrusting in and out, its burning glans rubbing passionately against her neck, each deep thrust creating a wave of white, shimmering milk. The beauty gasped for breath, straining to clench her breasts, almost unable to bear the man's burning gaze.
"Slap...plop...plop..."
"Ah...mmm..."
The sounds of their hot bodies pounding grew faster and more intense, the beauty gradually succumbing to the lewdness, her full breasts almost unable to hold back. She opened her small mouth, breathing heavily, the man's enormous penis, thick and powerful, slamming against her chest, almost shattering her heart.
“Little Dragon Girl…oh…I love you…”
“Ah…ecstasy…slow…slower…”
Suddenly, the man let out a low growl, his large hands grabbing the woman’s large breasts and pressing them firmly against his groin. His strong buttocks convulsed wildly as if wound up. The intense pressure and frenzied breast-fucking caused the woman to shyly endure, her breasts thrusting upwards and her alluring neck forced back, almost unable to breathe.
“Oh…Little Dragon Girl…I’m coming…” Suddenly, the man’s whole body tensed, his hands digging deep into her breasts, his trembling hips thrusting violently, and a large gush of thick, hot semen spurted out.
“Ah…ecstasy…”
The hot semen was powerful and strong, hitting the woman’s jaw and spraying everywhere, wave after wave, as if a rain of semen had fallen on her chest.
After a long while, the man and woman, exhausted from the intense breast-fucking, collapsed together, ignoring the sticky semen, and began to kiss. This kiss was like opening a skylight, a fusion of spirit and desire; this kiss was like a promise, a confirmation of their relationship. A kiss sealed their love, until their souls were captivated, until the world seemed to darken, before they slowly separated.
After more than a decade of longing, everything was different when they opened their eyes. From then on, the beauty's heart belonged to
him; from then on, their fate was sealed. In the soft curtains of their boudoir, their buttocks intertwined, their passion raging, day and night indistinguishable. The Blissful Taoist held the Little Dragon Girl tightly, comfortably pressing against her breasts, his hands cupping her snow -white, full buttocks, gently caressing them, whispering, "You must be exhausted from just now?"
The Little Dragon Girl blushed and didn't answer, only burying her head in his chest, her beautiful neck covered in his glistening semen, her chest slippery with moisture.
The Blissful Taoist's heart burned with desire, his hands gripping the Little Dragon Girl's plump buttocks, gradually increasing the pressure. Now, with the beauty naked in his arms, their bodies covered in lustful fluids, they were intimately cuddling. Their shy yet wanton appearance was irresistible to any man. Soon, the man lying between Xiaolongnu's pink legs became erect again.
"Hehe... Fairy, are you rested enough? This humble Taoist's libido is quite strong. Now, let's make love to our hearts' content."
The Blissful Taoist chuckled, suddenly lifting Xiaolongnu up and pressing her naked against the pebbles behind him. He parted her white, beautiful legs, mounted her, and was about to thrust deep inside!
"Ah... wait... Blissful..." Xiaolongnu was both shy and panicked, her hands gripping the Blissful Taoist's shoulders, and said softly, "Let me wash up first..." "
The fairy's body is so delicate, there's no need to wash... This humble Taoist can't wait any longer, I must enter..." The Blissful Taoist lifted Xiaolongnu's legs and tucked them behind his waist. He raised his long penis, the large glans rubbing back and forth against Xiaolongnu's wet, slippery entrance, ready to thrust in at any moment.
"Ah... let me wash... then we'll do it..." The shameful friction of their genitals made Xiaolongnu's body tremble slightly. Her snow-white legs involuntarily clamped around the Blissful Taoist's buttocks as she pleaded, "Please, Blissful Taoist, let me wash first, then you can do whatever you want with me..."
"Then let's wash together."
"Hmm... together."
The Blissful Taoist reluctantly put down his penis, placing it horizontally under Xiaolongnu's buttocks. He was unwilling to let her go, so he walked out, still holding Xiaolongnu's waist and hips.
Xiaolongnu, completely naked, clung to the Blissful Taoist, letting him caress her buttocks and touch her as he did so. Feeling the thick, hot penis beneath her, and thinking about the upcoming sex with this man, her body trembled, and she clung to him even tighter. The two, their bodies intertwined, appeared in broad daylight in an extremely lewd manner, walking across pebbles and soft grass towards the nearby stream… (

Written by Red Rope Purple Ribbon on November 31, 2012)

Chapter Three: A Fateful Union

The delicate lotus-like arms stretched gently in the water, the full body swaying alluringly. On the snow-white breasts, the small nipples were pink and moist, highlighting the entire breast's enormous size. Patches of yellowish-white lewd stains on the plump white flesh disappeared under the washing water, making the already snow-white skin even more radiant and white. However, before the stains on the breasts could be completely washed away, a man's large hand suddenly reached out and grabbed one of the heavy, large breasts, lewdly kneading it.
The woman let out a soft cry, her alluring body dodging to the side, but she was immediately entangled by the man behind her.
"Fairy, are you finished washing..." The Blissful Taoist chuckled, embracing Little Dragon Girl's soft waist from behind and kissing her flawless jade back as he softly asked.
Little Dragon Girl blushed and ignored him, focusing only on washing herself. But the man wasn't about to let her off so easily; soon he was touching her breasts, forcing her to dodge his harassment.
"You lecherous wolf!" Little Dragon Girl covered her snow-white breasts, blushing as she spat.
"Hehe, this humble Taoist is utterly devoted to the fairy; the greater the desire, the deeper the love! The fairy's delicate body is something this humble Taoist is drooling over..."
"Nonsense..." Xiaolongnu was mortified by his words, thinking how lustful this man was. How could she have fallen for him? Was it truly a case of the deeper the love, the stronger the desire? Xiaolongnu shook her head, afraid to think further. Seeing him lustfully approach her again, she quickly dodged, but he clung to her again in a moment.
The Blissful Taoist embraced Xiaolongnu's body from behind, thrusting excitedly, as if their lower bodies in the water had already merged. Xiaolongnu was flustered and disoriented by his thrusts, almost losing her balance. The man's thick, long penis poked wildly between her full buttocks, nearly penetrating her several times, making her heart pound wildly.
Waves splashed, the lecherous man was in a frenzy, and the gentle beauty obediently allowed him to hold and thrust at her, her desires clearly revealed.
"Bliss... um... let's go ashore... let's do it ashore..."
The Little Dragon Girl's shy and anxious cries brought the Blissful Taoist back to his senses. He scooped her up and rushed ashore, leaping onto a flat pebble.
He gently set her down, parted her long, slender legs, and licked her for a moment. Her tender, moist lips contracted and writhed sensitively beneath his lips, the beauty moaning softly, her two snow-white thighs gently rubbing against his ear. The Blissful Taoist, burning with desire and eager to release it, couldn't linger on foreplay. He parted the Little Dragon Girl's entangled legs, grasped his thick, long penis, and rubbed the round glans back and forth against her tight, sweet opening.
The scene from his dream had become reality; the fairy who haunted his dreams was about to establish sexual relations with him. The Blissful Taoist took a deep breath, his heart pounding with excitement. A pair of slender, white arms draped over the neck of the Blissful Taoist. He looked down deeply at the fairy beneath him, and in her tender, shy gaze, his large, crimson glans flashed and disappeared between their thighs.
"Ah…!"
A plaintive, melodious moan escaped from Xiaolongnu's lips. Her small hands gripped the man's back tightly, her legs twisting and writhing around his waist, her suddenly thrusting breasts filling their chests. Xiaolongnu's mouth gaped open, her slender waist arched back like a bow, like a dying swan struggling to breathe. Her beautiful face was already hazy, her starry eyes brimming with tears.
"Hiss…"
The Blissful Taoist gasped, not daring to make a move. Although he had been mentally prepared, he was still somewhat caught off guard. Xiaolongnu's body was unusually tight, layers of mucous membranes and tender flesh entwining around his invading lower body. The intense pleasure stretched from her buttocks all the way to the top of her head, and he was already on the verge of climax. At this moment, just a few deep thrusts would likely cause the Blissful Daoist to ejaculate profusely.
What a wonderful honeypot, layer upon layer of enveloping, layer upon layer of sucking, warm and inviting, aphrodisiac and semen-drawing; even stillness was enough to drive one mad with pleasure. If the Blissful Daoist hadn't achieved some mastery of the art of lust and been mentally prepared, he would have truly embarrassed himself. An ordinary man, in his place, would likely have already lost control and ejaculated wildly.
After a long while, Little Dragon Girl's tense body slowly relaxed. Seeing the Blissful Daoist looking at her with concern, she felt grateful.
The Blissful Daoist also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the honeypot gradually soften and relax, the thick nectar flowing slowly within, moistening his large penis. Their bodies gradually heated up. Seeing the fairy beneath him gazing at him with tender affection, the Blissful Daoist had no more reservations and began to slowly penetrate deeper.
"Little Dragon Girl, we'll never be apart again, mmm...so tight..."
The Blissful Taoist braced himself on the stone surface, his buttocks taut, slowly thrusting in and out, his thick, long penis laboriously advancing, nearly half of it still exposed. He took a deep breath, his penis penetrating deeper and deeper, possessing the Little Dragon Girl beneath him. The beauty, too, writhed shyly and uneasily under his penetration.
The Little Dragon Girl embraced the Blissful Taoist, pressing her face against his chest. The man's penis inside her was so hot and thick, going deeper and deeper, her heart pounding in her throat. The Little Dragon Girl wanted to moan, but was too ashamed to speak in front of the man, so she could only hold him tightly, her love growing stronger.
“Little Dragon Girl, you are mine now, I’m so happy… This humble Taoist wants to go even deeper…”
“Mmm… Bliss…”
The Blissful Taoist excitedly tightened his buttocks and thrust deeply, trying to squeeze more of his penis into Little Dragon Girl’s body. His large, round glans went in and in again, penetrating to an unknown depth. There were even faint marks of swelling and protrusion on Little Dragon Girl’s smooth abdomen. “Coming!” The Blissful Taoist shouted, his buttocks thrusting violently, and his long, large penis “whooshed…” into Little Dragon Girl’s body. Love fluids splattered everywhere, and nearly six feet of his seven-foot-long penis was deeply embedded, and it was unclear where the glans had ended up.
“Ah…” Under the violent deep thrust, Little Dragon Girl clung tightly to the Blissful Taoist, her calves wrapped tightly around his buttocks, her pink little toes curling forcefully. Her beautiful face was filled with shame, and her jade-like body tensed up instantly, as if she was about to fall into the tide of climax. Before Xiaolongnu could even adjust, the enormous member inside her was slowly withdrawn by the man. The intense pulling sensation made her body tremble uncontrollably, as if her very soul was being dragged away.
However, the thrusting of sex was relentless. Before the man's penis was fully withdrawn, it was suddenly thrust back in amidst Xiaolongnu's blushing and ecstatic expression!
"Plop..." Her empty honey hole was instantly filled.
"Ah..." Xiaolongnu moaned softly, tightly embracing the Blissful Daoist with whom she had become one, her face flushed and her teeth chattering. She clung to the man beneath her, laboriously accommodating his excessively large member. The feeling of being deeply possessed by his thick, powerful penis brought her complete satisfaction, as if her heart had found its anchor.
"Plop... Plop..."
"Ah... Hmm... Bliss..."
The amount of love fluid gradually increased, and the sounds of their intercourse gradually quickened. Sweat beaded on the forehead of the Blissful Taoist, his movements throbbing with excitement. Making love with Little Dragon Girl was increasingly uncontrollable, especially the incredibly tight honeyed orifice within her, which made him want nothing more than to thrust and ejaculate wildly.
"Oh... Little Dragon Girl, your insides... feel so good..." The Blissful Taoist gasped, groaning with ecstatic excitement. He lowered himself onto Little Dragon Girl, his hips pressing against her lower body in a series of deep, rapid thrusts.
"Gurgle... Plop..."
"Ah... Blissful... Gently... a little gentler... yours is too big..."
"Little Dragon Girl... oh... I love you..." The Blissful Taoist lowered his head to kiss Little Dragon Girl, his hands moving towards her full breasts.
"Blissful... um..." Little Dragon Girl, breathless from the Blissful Taoist's rapid thrusts, could only submit to his kisses.
Her rosy, alluring lips, sweetly moist, shyly kissed the man, and their intercourse slowed slightly. The Blissful Taoist kissed Little Dragon Girl's small mouth, nibbling at her delicious little tongue, sucking and tasting greedily, making a "slurping" sound. His hands were deeply embedded in Little Dragon Girl's breasts, his fingers digging into her snow-white, soft flesh, kneading her two heavy breasts into various shapes.
After sucking for a while, the Blissful Taoist licked Little Dragon Girl's wet lips, then sucked on her smooth, lovely earlobe, softly praising, "Little Dragon Girl, you are even more perfect than I imagined..." Little Dragon
Girl was shy and unable to contain herself, but her heart was filled with joy. During sex, no woman can resist a man's sweet words.
"I will love you for a lifetime, I will protect you for a lifetime, we will never be separated again, every moment from now on, I will make love with you..." As the Blissful Taoist spoke, he thrust his penis deep into Little Dragon Girl's body.
"Mmm... Bliss... I... I like you too..." Little Dragon Girl hugged the Blissful Taoist, listening to his sweet words, her heart filled with satisfaction.
"Plop plop... slap slap..." The Blissful Taoist excitedly thrust in and out, his eyes burning as he looked at Little Dragon Girl, saying, "Great, then let's keep making love, inseparable, forever united..."
"Mmm... ah... Bliss..."
The thick, long penis thrust deeply, the man's heavy breathing, the woman's shy moans, accompanied by the continuous, decadent sounds of their intercourse, carried far.
By the river, on a large rock, a naked man and woman were tightly entwined, passionately copulating, the woman's snow-white, delicate skin contrasting sharply with the man's rough, grayish-yellow flesh. From a distance, they looked like two different colored worms intertwined, entwined, squeezing, rolling, and writhing.
The beautiful woman's fair body was exceptionally full, her large, trembling breasts being occasionally grabbed and squeezed by the man, making her appear both shy and helpless. The beauty seemed to have just fallen in love. Entering the realm of love for the first time with her partner, she wanted to serve him wholeheartedly yet was shy and reserved, only able to obediently endure his thrusts. However, despite her allure, she was inherently shy. After only a few changes of position at his command, she was already overwhelmed with shame and dared not lift her head. Especially now, being relentlessly pounded on her buttocks in a "doggy style" position, she felt even more ashamed, wishing she could disappear into the ground.
"Slap...slap..."
"Ah...bliss...slower...almost...almost there..."
The Blissful Taoist's eyes were red, his movements somewhat rough, the thrusting position from behind exciting him greatly. He held Xiaolongnu's plump buttocks tightly, pounding into her fiercely, his red-hot spear moving in and out beneath her buttocks, wishing he could pierce through the soft, round flesh of her white buttocks. The Blissful Taoist's thick, long penis filled Xiaolongnu's tender vagina completely. During the rapid thrusting, the glans could even be seen moving against her lower abdomen.
Xiaolongnu lay prone on the large rock, her exquisite upper body fully exposed. Under the Blissful Taoist's vigorous thrusting, her smooth, white waist and jade-like back swayed and trembled, indescribably delicate and alluring. She obediently lay on the rock, letting the man behind her pound into her to her heart's content. Her small mouth tightly bit a lock of hair, her stunning face already overflowing with desire, experiencing ecstasy. The thick penis thrust wildly and violently deep within her wet, tight vagina, the intense sexual pleasure rising wave after wave, tossing Xiaolongnu's pure heart to the clouds and plunging it into the abyss.
"Mmm...so tight...so satisfying...oh...the fairy's body...is truly too much for this humble Daoist to handle..." The Blissful Daoist greedily embraced the Little Dragon Girl's fleshy buttocks, pressing down on them with satisfaction, his hot penis throbbing slightly, a hint of release beginning to spread. He wanted to slow his thrusts, but the Little Dragon Girl seemed to be on the verge of climax, her slippery and tight cavity beginning to convulse and squeeze, the deadly suction from the depths of her phoenix nest making his scalp tingle, making his thrusts even more intense. "Oh...this humble Daoist...this humble Daoist is also going to ejaculate for the fairy..."
"Mmm...ah...Blissful...don't be so intense...I can't take it...I'm...I'm coming..."
The Little Dragon Girl's delicate body trembled uncontrollably, her slender arms stretching out as if trying to grab something, but there wasn't even a blade of grass on the smooth rock. Her body trembled more and more violently, her alluring upper body curling and writhing on the rock, her tender white buttocks being tightly pulled and violently pounded by the man, not getting a moment's respite. Xiaolongnu, suppressing her shame, glanced back at the man behind her, only to be knocked down again by his thrusts. Amidst the sounds of their intercourse, "slap slap...", she could only tighten her vaginal muscles, shyly welcoming him, awaiting his arrival.
"Slap slap... plop... slap slap slap slap..."
The sex grew increasingly intense, beyond control, the loud, rapid sounds of their union blending together. Their genitals were tightly intertwined, clashing fiercely on the eve of climax. The Blissful Taoist, his eyes bloodshot, disregarded Xiaolongnu's ability to withstand it, thrusting wildly like a beast unleashed.
The man was wild, the woman gentle, waves splashing everywhere; on the boulder, it was truly a scene of tumultuous chaos and madness.
"Uh...!"
A short, suppressed moan escaped her lips. Xiaolongnu's delicate brows furrowed, her lips biting tightly. Her snow-white body trembled beneath the man's crotch, her buttocks gripping his penis tightly, the soft flesh of her vagina spasming and contracting, tightening, and contracting again...
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
A long, plaintive moan escaped Xiaolongnu's lips, echoing softly in the quiet valley. Xiaolongnu's mouth gaped open, her hair flying wildly, like a dying swan bracing itself against a large rock, her fleshy buttocks trembling violently, a torrent of hot fluid gushing from her lower body.
The gushing heat drenched the man's red glans, poured over his long penis, and flowed from the entrance of his honeyed orifice like a tidal wave.
"Oh...so good...this humble Taoist...I'm going to cum too..." The Blissful Taoist's large penis, splashed with Xiaolongnu's vaginal fluid, felt a tingling sensation and could no longer suppress the urge to ejaculate. "Xiaolongnu...I'm going to cum for you...!" He embraced Xiaolongnu's limp, plump buttocks, thrusting rapidly a few times, then tensed his body, lifted his hips, and thrust forward with all his might. The foot of his penis, which had been exposed during the previous thrusts, was now completely inside! "I'll shoot it all into you...!"
"Pfft!"
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
"Ohhhhhhh!!!"
The Blissful Daoist, hunched over like an old man, trembled as he tightly embraced Xiaolongnu's buttocks, his sacrum pressed firmly against her plump buttocks. His large penis, deeply inserted into Xiaolongnu's body, swelled and throbbed, the enormous glans actually piercing into Xiaolongnu's sacred jade palace. The bright red glans suddenly twitched, the urethral opening widened, and hot, thick semen gushed out!
"Ah...so hot..."
The fierce lava, carrying scalding heat, directly struck Xiaolongnu's uterine wall, and even the outer lower abdomen showed obvious marks of the ejaculation. The Blissful Daoist's genitals were incredibly powerful, and the force of his ejaculation was immense; even the rapid "pfft" sound of semen being transported could be heard in his vas deferens.
"Ah... Little Dragon Girl...it's all yours..."
His large, engorged testicles compressed and gushed forth. Deeply intertwined, his glans repeatedly sprayed dangerous semen, injecting thick, hot fluid into Little Dragon Girl's uterus. The viscous semen soothed and searched, soon filling their entire love nest.
Little Dragon Girl lay there, her delicate body convulsing, silently enduring the Blissful Daoist's semen. With each ejaculation of the large glans inside her, her body trembled involuntarily. After being held and thrust into by the Blissful Daoist for nearly an hour, Little Dragon Girl was already weak and limp, especially from the extreme depth of his thrusts before ejaculation, which almost made her faint. Yet, Little Dragon Girl still tried her best to support her buttocks, tenderly allowing the Blissful Daoist to complete his ejaculation, her inner tenderness and virtuousness deeply revealed.
The semen quickly filled Little Dragon Girl's uterus, and excess semen began to overflow. The Blissful Daoist swayed his hips, and with a "whoosh," pulled his long penis out of Little Dragon Girl's body, both of them shuddering. He quickly lifted Xiaolongnu's trembling body, grasped his dripping, large penis, and ejaculated the last of his semen onto her swaying breasts.
Xiaolongnu collapsed onto the large rock, letting the Blissful Taoist ejaculate freely on her body. Her plump, tender buttocks, ravaged by the ordeal, rested limply on the stone surface, smeared with glistening semen. Her delicate buttocks, filled with his semen, twitched and trembled uncontrollably. In the muddy, secluded valley, a few strands of milky-white semen slowly oozed out, like a strange form of male marking.
The Blissful Taoist smeared the last drop of his semen on Xiaolongnu's lips, panting as he lay down beside her. Moments later, they embraced and intertwined again.
The couple, having made love, lay on the large rock, comforting and cherishing each other, enjoying the afterglow of their climax. A gentle breeze blew, birds sang in the treetops, and butterflies fluttered around them, creating a mesmerizing scene that made them unwilling to wake up.
The Blissful Taoist, holding Xiaolongnu, was utterly satisfied, feeling that this moment in life was enough. He buried his head in Xiaolongnu's warm breasts, enjoying the soft, white flesh, his hand involuntarily sliding towards her lower abdomen.
For some reason, her once flat and smooth belly was now slightly swollen below her navel; a gentle pat made a soft, full thud. The Blissful Daoist's heart stirred. He guessed this must be the Jade Palace where Little Dragon Girl's semen was stored. He hadn't expected her to be so slender, with such a thin belly, and most remarkably, her Jade Palace was naturally tight and fertile. Could it be the legendary "Drumming Palace"? The "Drumming Palace" was extremely rare; the Blissful Daoist had never seen one before. He stroked it for a long time before finally confirming it, and his heart was filled with joy.
The Blissful Daoist had been immersed in the ways of lust for many years and knew the wonders of the "Drumming Palace." Not only did it greatly increase the chances of conception, but it also had inexhaustible benefits during sex. He never imagined that Little Dragon Girl, whose beauty and body were already unparalleled, would give birth to the legendary "Drumming Palace." That night, he had rushed off in a hurry and hadn't noticed Little Dragon Girl's physical condition at all. Now, with this beauty in his arms, he suddenly realized that this celestial being descended to earth was wonderful inside and out. He caressed the bulge in Xiaolongnu's lower abdomen, the thought of it being filled with his semen filling her with a surge of pleasure and excitement. He couldn't help but press it with his hand.
"Mmm, don't... don't move..."
"Xiaolongnu, did I ejaculate a lot?" The Blissful Taoist whispered in Xiaolongnu's ear, slowly stroking her lower abdomen, seemingly reluctant to let go. "It's full of my semen inside you..." The Blissful Taoist pressed with his palm, feeling the fullness and indescribable comfort.
"Ah... Blissful... don't move... it's so full..." Xiaolongnu moaned softly, her face still flushed, a pitiful and beautiful sight. The unusual bulge in her lower abdomen was being kneaded and caressed by the man. Xiaolongnu knew it was filled with his semen, the hot, full feeling sending shivers down her spine. The
Blissful Taoist caressed her for a moment before reluctantly withdrawing his hand, turning instead to grab Xiaolongnu's breasts.
"Hmm, Bliss, stop fooling around, it's getting dark... Oh... let's go back..."
The Blissful Daoist squeezed her large, white breasts into various shapes, waves of flesh surging, the scent of milk mingling with the smell of semen, making one unable to resist indulging in lust, sinking into depravity.
"Little Dragon Girl, let's do it again!"
"Ah... no... no..."
"Doesn't the fairy want to?"
"Oh... Bliss... don't misunderstand..." Little Dragon Girl clung to the Blissful Daoist's arm, pleading shyly, "I really have no strength left, I can't withstand another assault, let's do it tomorrow!"
"Hmm, it was my oversight, fairy must be exhausted, let's go eat something and rest." The Blissful Daoist picked Little Dragon Girl up horizontally, jumped off the boulder, and said, "But fairy, you don't know, your skill is far beyond that of ordinary people, there's no need to wait until tomorrow, you'll recover after dinner, tonight I'll definitely make love with you to my heart's content!" Night always falls early in the valley; one moment the sky is ablaze with rosy light, the next it's pitch black. Birds return to their nests early, flowers close their buds to bloom, crickets, well
- fed, perch on the grass and chirp early, and strong, single male rabbits eagerly venture out to find mates. The ugly, spotted rabbit hops and leaps excitedly; having lived in the valley for two years, it smells the scent of the opposite sex for the first time, keeping it awake for several nights. It decides it must find "it" tonight. It walks across the soft sand, through the dense meadows, and over towering pebbles, then stops. The cool water ahead makes it eager to drink, its body burning from running for miles. However, the mournful, low moans emanating from a nearby cave make it hesitate. But the allure of a female rabbit is strong; it doesn't want to linger here. Boldly, it ran over and drank its fill at the pool. The big-flowered rabbit comfortably twitched its ears, about to leave, when it suddenly discovered the source of the sound from the cave. It was under a pebble not far from the cave entrance, where a naked man and woman were locked in a seated position, violently copulating. The man lifted his head from the woman's chest, suddenly pushed her down, hoisted her beautiful legs, and began thrusting into her hard. Amidst the "slap slap..." sounds of their intercourse, the woman moaned and convulsed, her two long, white legs straining and stretching on the man's shoulders… The big-flowered rabbit curled its triangular lips; so it was two humans mating. But that woman's body was so white, and her breasts were so large—what a bargain for the man who was with her. Mating was wonderful; watching them entangled together, freely engaging in intercourse, truly enjoying the beauty and pleasure of sex, it decided it should try harder too. The large spotted rabbit twitched its ears, glanced at them enviously, and continued to follow the exciting female scent... The bright moon slowly descended, and the night quietly faded away; dawn was approaching. Beside the babbling stream, an ugly large spotted rabbit stood quietly on the riverbank, gazing at the opposite bank like a statue. A faint, intermittent, and alluring scent emanated from its rear, mixed with the special signals of a female in her fertile period, making it even more alluring to the rabbit's nose. It sniffed twice fiercely, its gray and white fur trembling wildly, like an ugly flower, its red eyes radiating deep resentment and unwillingness. It had smelled "it," right across the river. Its keen sense of smell even allowed it to deduce that just within the past day, the beautiful "it" had urinated in the grass under that tree. So close, yet so far. After a long while, the big rabbit, ears drooping, reluctantly returned to its den. Suddenly, a chaotic and hysterical noise caught its attention. Turning its head, it saw that the man and woman in the cave were still mating. In an instant, a mix of emotions welled up in its heart—envy, jealousy, and a hint of shock and admiration. This adulterous couple had been copulating all night! Inside the cave, the lustful couple mated intensely, the sounds of their intercourse dense and loud, gradually reaching a fever pitch. The man pressed his snow-white, full body firmly against the hard, protruding stone surface, thrusting violently from behind, like a beast in heat. The woman's body lay limply in a "spread-eagle" position, her hair disheveled, her body convulsing, seemingly unable to withstand the man's frenzied lust, having fainted during countless orgasms. Suddenly, a woman's agonizing scream erupted, followed by a man's roar. Their bodies, tightly intertwined, reached the pinnacle of carnal desire. At their juncture, their genitals were deeply joined, and his thrusting member sprayed hot ammunition into the woman's tender, moist passage…

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