Chapter Twenty-Three of Linglong's Tragic Feud: Bewilderment and Passion

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Cheng Jin felt a surge of nausea churning in his chest, an unbearable discomfort. His body trembled, almost leaping to his feet. Before him lay the exquisitely beautiful naked woman—his beloved older sister, Murong Yan'er, whom he had longed for day and night! Although he knew she had suffered greatly at the hands of Zhao Kunhua, he never imagined she would appear before him in such a degrading state.

Zhao Kunhua said, "Yan'er, this is your young mistress. Come and serve her properly!" Yan'er glanced at Cheng Jin, said nothing, and silently crawled to his feet.

Cheng Jin's heart pounded wildly: "She...she...she didn't recognize me, but what should I do?

Am I to defile my own sister in front of my enemy? I don't want to be an incestuous beast! I..."

Just as his mind was in turmoil, Yan'er had already crawled to him, her hands gently climbing onto Cheng Jin's legs, reaching to undo his belt. Cheng Jin, covered in sweat, quickly grabbed Yan'er's hands and turned to look at Zhao Kunhua. Seeing Zhao Kunhua nod at him, he laughed, "Look at how distraught you are, you've never seen such a good woman before, have you? Haha..."

Cheng Jin's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that he must not act rashly in a moment of anger and ruin his revenge plan, which he had painstakingly cultivated for years and was almost successful. His heart trembled, he closed his eyes, and slowly released Yan'er's hand.

The "ding-a-ling" of the bell rang incessantly in his ears, and Cheng Jin was flustered. He only felt a pair of gentle small hands gently pull down his pants, lightly stroking his crotch and thighs, and Cheng Jin let out a soft "Ah." Although he had been with many women, this strange pleasure was unprecedented.

Suddenly, he felt something warm and wet slowly moving between his thighs. Cheng Jin knew that it must be his sister's tongue, and he couldn't help but frown. He felt his sister's tongue trembling slightly, moving up and down the inside of his thighs, slowly approaching the root of his thigh. Cheng Jin felt a surge of intense, fiery pleasure engulf his entire body, an irresistible rush of sensation. He cried out inwardly, "No! She's my own sister! I can't do this!" But his penis, involuntarily hardening, slowly rose. Cheng Jin sighed, then felt a sudden warmth on his penis. Opening his eyes, he saw Yan'er with his penis in her mouth, her hips swaying, the feathers inserted there bobbing back and forth.

Yan'er's small mouth gently stroked his penis, her tongue lightly touching and licking it. Cheng Jin gripped the armrests of the armchair tightly, his lower body involuntarily arching slightly, as if every touch of his penis against his sister's mouth was enough to knock him unconscious. "Is this my sister? Is she my gentle and virtuous sister?" Cheng Jin couldn't accept it, but his penis did. His lower abdomen swelled with energy, churning uncontrollably like lava before a volcanic eruption. Finally, with a muffled groan, a cannonball of semen gushed out.

Yan'er still held the penis tightly in her mouth, continuing to stroke it, letting the uncontrollable fluid pound against her throat. Her movements remained gentle, as if she were completely unaware of the changes in the ugly thing in her mouth.

Cheng Jin felt as if his last drop of semen had been squeezed out, his body felt drained, and he was panting heavily. After a while, Yan'er released his shrunken penis. Her small mouth was tightly closed, not a single drop of semen leaking out. Cheng Jin heard a few gurgling sounds from her throat, knowing that she had swallowed all the semen, and then she knelt on all fours, silently lying at Cheng Jin's feet.

Cheng Jin felt a sense of relief and turned to look, seeing that A Yin was also kneeling between Zhao Kunhua's legs, her small mouth busily working. Zhao Kunhua glanced at Yan'er and laughed at Cheng Jin, "How useless! You're already... hehe!"

Cheng Jin blushed and said awkwardly, "Uh... this woman is too... too beautiful, I just couldn't resist."

Zhao Kunhua laughed heartily and said, "Yan Nu's little mouth is unique, but I really didn't expect you to be so useless. Hehe! My treasure didn't disappoint you, did it? Hahaha... Today Yan Nu is yours, you can play with her however you want!"

Cheng Jin chuckled a few times and said, "I... I'll rest for a bit first." Zhao Kunhua laughed heartily, "I didn't just drain you dry like this, did I? Heh, I'm afraid that once you start playing with her, you won't be able to leave her, hahaha...

Yan Nu!" He winked at Yan'er.

Yan'er hummed in agreement, got up, and leaned her body against Cheng Jin, slowly taking off the rest of his clothes. Cheng Jin was caught in a dilemma, so he could only gently pat his sister's back and let her take off her clothes, secretly anxious.

But how could Cheng Jin not be moved by this flawless, beautiful body? The reason that should have been used to suppress lust now became an accomplice, urging him to become a beast.

Yan'er stripped Cheng Jin naked, buried her head in his chest, and lightly licked his left nipple with her tongue. Her two jade-like hands gently caressed his other nipple, and lightly scratched his groin. Her full breasts pressed against Cheng Jin's lower abdomen, trembling slightly with her movements. She spread her legs and sat on Cheng Jin's right leg, her smooth vulva gently rubbing against his thigh, the feather on her buttocks tickling his thigh. Cheng Jin

was at a loss, gently hugging his sister's back, feeling as if he were the one being played with by his sister, his face flushing red. His sister's large breasts pressed tightly against his skin, and the sound of the small bells on her nipples became muffled. Cheng Jin felt an extreme pleasure throughout his body and began to breathe heavily.

Suddenly, he felt something strange on his thigh. He gently rubbed it against his sister's warm, slightly moist vulva, but felt a slight coolness in the middle. A thought flashed through his mind, and he glanced at A Yin, who was already naked, still kneeling there giving Zhao Kunhua oral sex. Cheng Jin's hands trembled slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he touched Yan'er's vulva.

Yan'er noticed Cheng Jin's touch and slowly crossed one leg over his thigh, her vulva slightly away from Cheng Jin's thigh. Cheng Jin felt a pang of sadness: "My sister has become so lewd!" The moment his fingers touched Yan'er's vulva, he immediately noticed a metal ring hanging there.

Zhao Kunhua saw this and laughed, "Yan'er wears a silver ring! Only my A Yin has a gold ring, hehe!" He gently stroked A Yin's head and said to Yan'er, "Yan'er! Let Young Master Cheng see more clearly." Yan'er responded softly, slowly stood up, closed her eyes, and spread her legs wider, revealing her pink vulva.

Cheng Jin cursed Zhao the old scoundrel for being so meddlesome, his heart pounding, and he leaned closer to look. Seeing that Yan'er's silver ring was exactly the same as A Yin's gold ring, except one was gold and the other silver, the title "Slave Zeng Nan Yin" was changed to "Slave Murong Yan'er."

Zhao Kunhua laughed, "Gold rings are only given to the most trusted women. Yan'er can only use them for fun, not for teaching her how to do things. So even though she is the most beautiful woman here, she can only wear a silver ring. Hehe! Even A Yin admits that Yan'er is the most beautiful."

Cheng Jin knew how difficult it was for a woman to admit that another woman was more beautiful than herself, let alone A Yin, who was an incomparably beautiful woman. Thinking that his mother and sister had gotten into this mess because they were too beautiful, he felt sad and remained silent.

Zhao Kunhua laughed, "Didn't you want to use this famous instrument? Haha, Yan'er is a slut just like her mother, she loves being penetrated! Yan'er, isn't that right?" Yan'er whispered, "Yes."

Eight years had passed, and hearing his sister's voice again, Cheng Jin felt bitter and aggrieved. When he was little, his older sister doted on him, teaching him to read, practicing martial arts with him, and playing with him. In his heart, his sister was like a goddess, sacred and inviolable. Every word and instruction she gave was like a sacred decree, unyielding. His parents also loved him, but in Cheng Jin's heart, he felt more love for them, while he felt more respect for his sister.

"But now, my sister..." Cheng Jin found his eyes were getting a little sore. His sister's virgin-like private parts were so alluring! Below her smooth mons pubis was a small slit of flesh, like a little girl's, making her both lovable and pitiful. The conspicuous silver ring seemed so inappropriate in this context.

“Yan Nu’s cunt is almost as good as a virgin’s. You try it, and you’ll see! It’s unbelievable that a hundred or two hundred dicks have been inside her, hahaha! I feel uncomfortable if I don’t enjoy it for three days…” Hearing Zhao Kunhua’s words, Cheng Jin was seething with hatred. But his hand still slowly reached towards his sister’s vulva.

Cheng Jin’s fingers gently rubbed his sister’s clitoris. Yan’er remained expressionless and silent, but Cheng Jin knew she was forcing herself to endure it because his fingers were already a little wet. Cheng Jin gritted his teeth, and his middle finger gently dug into his sister’s labia, slowly penetrating her ecstasy.

Yan’er let out a soft moan, and the bell rang softly, but she quickly regained her composure. Cheng Jin’s finger went in two segments. Although it was only one finger, it was still tightly gripped by the vaginal walls, and the inside was already completely wet.

Cheng Jin’s heart pounded. He glanced at Zhao Kunhua, hoping that he would leave as soon as he was done so that he could end this embarrassing scene. But Zhao Kunhua misunderstood. He patted A Yin's head and said, "Alright, alright, the young master wants to have some fun with Yan Nu. Go help him."

Cheng Jin was stunned, not expecting this outcome. Now that he was in a bind, he had no choice but to steel himself and stop thinking too much, gently twitching his fingers.

A Yin laughed, "Don't be afraid. This slut's cunt has been penetrated by two or three dicks at the same time. Are you afraid of hurting her with just one finger?" Cheng Jin cursed inwardly and said sheepishly, "I...I really like her, she's so beautiful..."

Zhao Kunhua cursed, "What a coward! It's like you've never seen a woman in eight lifetimes. This kind of slut should be fucked hard. Do you think it's your wife?" Cheng Jin was shocked to hear him bring up his daughter while playing with women. He thought to himself that this old scoundrel was indeed a great lecher.

At this moment, Ayin's two onion-like fingers, pressed against Cheng Jin's middle finger, also inserted into Yan'er's vagina. Before Cheng Jin could react, they were already fully inserted, and she began to stir. Yan'er stood with one foot on the ground and the other on the coffee table, her body trembling slightly, and the bell rang loudly. Cheng Jin felt a pang of heartache, glared at Ayin, and withdrew his middle finger. Not wanting to just sit and watch, he stood up, hugged Yan'er,

and gently stroked her back. Yan'er buried her face in his chest, her fingers gently caressing his chest. Suddenly, Yan'er screamed "Ah!" and clung tightly to Cheng Jin, her body trembling again. Cheng Jin looked down and saw that Ayin was pinching Yan'er's labia with both hands, pulling them apart, and Zhao Kunhua was stuffing something inside.

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