"Stealing a Wife (On How to Fuck Another Man's Bride)" - Chapter Thirty-Nine: Erotic Scenes

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Si Bugui wrapped one arm around the beauty on his body and gently kissed her hair, while his other hand continued to caress her, playing with her wet crotch.
"Ah, don't go, don't..."
Shen Jingshu trembled again, her breathing suddenly becoming rapid.
"Shh... Qingqing, don't speak."
Si Bugui pressed the little flower head and then withdrew his hand. He then propped himself up and sat up, adjusted the lumbar support, and leaned against the headboard.
With one arm around the limp Shen Jingshu, he opened the drawer next to him with the other and took out a booklet.
"The way Qingqing wrapped her legs around my waist just now, did the old nanny teach her that from the book?"
Si Bugui smiled and opened the booklet for Shen Jingshu to see.
“I have booklets here too, why don’t you choose one, Qingqing?” Si Bugui deliberately bit her earlobe, “Then I’ll fuck you.”
Shen Jingshu's ears turned red from the heat of her breath, and she couldn't help but pout, "Bugui, you're being too..."
Before he could finish speaking, his gaze involuntarily drifted to the pictures in the booklet.
These are all exquisite erotic paintings, with beautiful brushstrokes, clearly incomparable to those folk versions.
The biggest difference is that both people having sex are women.
There was also a love poem inscribed on the side. Shen Jingshu glanced at one line unintentionally: "A spring springs in the cave, and butterflies flutter among the flowers in a cluster of spring."
Suddenly, a finger caressed her between her thighs. Si Bugui gently stroked her anus and pressed on her perineum.
“A spring spring flows from the cave,” Si Bugui slowly recited, “isn’t that referring to the… Enchanting Cave in Qingqing’s snowy thighs?”
"Mmm... Ah..."
As Si Bugui spoke, a finger slid gently into the moist, enchanting cave and began to thrust in and out.
Shen Jingshu immediately lost her composure, collapsing into Si Bugui's arms, panting softly and moaning softly.
Si Bugui slowly moved his left hand in and out from behind, while his right hand still held the erotic book, reciting: "The powdery sweat on my body is dry and wet, and I still get up on the pillow after removing my hair... This love and pleasure is truly unparalleled, unmatched in the first category of romance."
As the erotic poems were recited, the speed of the fingers thrusting in and out also changed unpredictably, and Shen Jingshu was once again drawn into a sea of desire, moaning incessantly.
"Ah...ahhh, hah..."
It was just a finger, yet Si Bugui brought him to orgasm again.
The opening was incredibly tight, and Si Bugui's fingers were enveloped in soft flesh, feeling moist, hot, and slippery.
Knowing that Shen Jingshu had been aroused and was thinking of going back, he put away the erotic picture, cupped Shen Jingshu's white breasts with his right hand and kneaded them, while his left hand penetrated her vagina from behind.
"ah……"
With a shout, Shen Jingshu couldn't help but ejaculate again, experiencing a climax on Si Bugui's hand.
Seeing Shen Jingshu collapse and become powerless again, Si Bugui finally withdrew his finger with satisfaction.
"Are you hungry, Qingqing?"
Si Bugui held Shen Jingshu in his arms and said softly with a smile, "I'll have someone prepare dinner right away."
Si Bugui's bedroom was attended to by servants. Upon hearing the order, the maid outside the door immediately ran to the dining hall.
Shen Jingshu's body was still limp, so Si Bugui pulled the thin quilt over her body and wrapped her up, then had someone set up a food table on the couch.
A dozen or so dishes were laid out, and the servants who were serving the meal respectfully withdrew and closed the door.
Si Bugui then allowed Shen Jingshu to show her her jade-like arm so she could point out what she wanted to eat.
Her body was being held tightly; Si Bugui clearly intended to hold her while feeding her. Shen Jingshu felt helpless but could only go along with her.
The dishes, whether meat or vegetables, were all on the lighter side, clearly catering to her own taste. Shen Jingshu looked at them for a while, and finally pointed to the plate of sliced raw fish.
Si Bugui immediately used his purple bamboo chopsticks to pick up a very thin slice of fish, put it in a small dish, dipped it in the sauce, and then fed it to Shen Jingshu.
Although the fish slices were as thin as cicada wings, they tasted extremely delicious. Shen Jingshu couldn't help but marvel and asked Si Bugui where the fresh fish came from.
Si Bugui smiled and said, "They are fish from the mountain resort. There are hot springs on the mountain, and fish live in the small pools near the springs."
The place was indeed rich in produce, and Shen Jingshu asked for another piece to eat.
“There’s another kind of wild deer on this mountain,” Si Bugui said, picking up a slightly thicker slice of venison from a delicate little bronze cauldron. “This is roasted venison, would you like to try some, Qingqing?”
It's incredibly tender and juicy, with a hint of charcoal smokiness, making it exceptionally delicious.
Shen Jingshu ate raw venison, tried a few other dishes, and was finally coaxed into eating half a bowl of millet porridge before she stopped, longing to return home.
He ate some food to fill his stomach, and then Si Bugui had the food table cleared. He then tried to pull Shen Jingshu over to indulge in lust.
Although Shen Jingshu only ate a little bit of each dish, she couldn't stand the dozen or so dishes and eventually felt a bit bloated.
“I’m not coming back,” Shen Jingshu said hastily. “Can I go out for a walk?”
Si Bugui replied without hesitation, "Of course, I'll have someone light the lamps in the courtyard."
He then got out of bed and went to the door to give instructions, and also asked someone to bring clothes so he could help them change.
Shen Jingshu changed her clothes with the maid and was about to go to Si Bugui's side when she suddenly saw Si Bugui hesitantly pick up a ribbon, frowning as if he was thinking about something.
"Not returning?" Shen Jingshu approached her. "You..."
Si Bugui turned and stared at her for a moment, then finally pursed his lips and tied the ribbon around Shen Jingshu's wrist.
“Let’s go,” Si Bugui said, taking the ribbon in his hand. “I’ll take Qingqing to the courtyard for a look.”
He turned to walk out, but after only two steps, he felt something was wrong; the strength in his hands had loosened.
Si Bugui turned around in surprise, only to see that it was Shen Jingshu who had untied the ribbon from her wrist.
A white ribbon fluttered lightly between her fingertips. Before Si Bugui could recover, a soft, boneless, slender hand gently took her fingers.
Shen Jingshu smiled gently and charmingly, raised her arm to brush a stray strand of hair from her temple, and said softly to Si Bugui, "Let's go."
"Qingqing..."
Si Bugui's eyes sparkled with excitement; he could hardly believe it was real. It took him a long time to finally grip Shen Jingshu's hand tightly.
Shen Jingshu felt a pang of heartache and a touch of emotion. After thinking for a moment, she simply stood on tiptoe and kissed Si Bugui's chin.
Si Bugui finally smiled happily, pulled Shen Jingshu into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
"Hmm..."
After lingering together for a while, Si Bugui excitedly took Shen Jingshu's hand and went for a walk with her.
The Wenchi Mountain Villa is built around several springs on the mountain, with a grand and spacious layout.
The corridors are winding, with flowers and plants planted under them, and carved low stone pillars with hollow upper parts shaped like small niches to hold lamps for illumination.
The bright moon hangs high, and the courtyard below is like a clear, still pool. It is the perfect time of year, with green grass and red flowers, and a subtle fragrance filling the air.
Si Bugui led the beautiful woman beside him slowly. Shen Jingshu smelled the faint fragrance in the air and looked at the stone pillars and niches around her with soft light, and couldn't help but be intoxicated.
After walking through the courtyard, Shen Jingshu suddenly stopped and looked back at the path she had just walked.
"What's wrong?" Si Bugui put his arm around her waist. "Qingqing, did you drop something?"
“No Return,” Shen Jingshu turned back to Si Bugui, “was the courtyard of Wenchi Manor built according to the numbers of the Eight Trigrams?”
Si Bugui smiled and said, "Exactly."
“Just as I thought,” Shen Jingshu nodded, her eyes showing admiration, and added, “I wonder who made it; it’s quite ingenious.”
Even if one doesn't want to return, one still nods in agreement.
“This was built by my master, who was the former head of the Xuanji Pavilion and was known as Chiwen.”
"Chiwen?"
Shen Jingshu, being a stranger in the martial arts world, rarely heard of such matters, and thus became very interested, asking, "Why is it called that?"
“Well,” Si Bugui touched his nose, “it’s probably because she always carries a long sword with a jade dragon-shaped head.”
Shen Jingshu looked on with curiosity. Si Bugui smiled and added, "Her real name is Ling Muhua. You may not know her, but there is someone related to her that you have definitely heard of."
"Who?" Shen Jingshu asked urgently.
“Yuan Tiangang,” Si Bugui said meaningfully, “my master is this man’s senior sister.”
Yuan Tiangang was the head of the Imperial Observatory during the reign of Emperor Taizong. He was said to be skilled in "wind divination," able to determine good or bad fortune based on the sound and direction of the wind. He was also proficient in physiognomy, Liuren divination, and the Five Elements. He was a truly extraordinary person.
However, this person passed away in the nineteenth year of Zhenguan. Shen Jingshu never had the chance to meet him, but only heard her father, Shen Jun, tell her about the interesting story of asking Yuan Tiangang to read her face.
"Does he have a senior sister?" Shen Jingshu asked.
Just as Si Bugui was about to speak again, he suddenly saw Han Qi rushing towards him and clasped his hands in greeting, "Sect Master, what about Xiao Jing..."
He glanced hesitantly at Shen Jingshu, then asked Si Bugui, "I wonder what the Pavilion Master intends to do?"
Si Bugui then remembered this person he had long forgotten, and in the end, he also looked at Shen Jingshu.
"Qingqing, should I let him go?" Si Bugui's tone was somewhat sour. "After all... you seem to pay a lot of attention to him."
Seeing that Si Bugui was jealous again, Shen Jingshu felt a little helpless, but she was thinking about something else.
"Don't let him go yet," Shen Jingshu whispered, "I'm afraid..."
Before he could finish speaking, Si Bugui suddenly kissed his lips.
"Is Qingqing worried that letting him go will be detrimental to me?" Si Bugui stared intently at Shen Jingshu. "Qingqing cares about me?"
Shen Jingshu blushed slightly, but still nodded gently.
Si Bugui was overjoyed and immediately grabbed Shen Jingshu's chin, kissing her fiercely for a while.
Their lips and tongues intertwined for a long time before they separated. Si Bugui then licked Shen Jingshu's lips again with lingering affection and said, "Qingqing, why don't you take a walk around nearby? I'll be right back."

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