[Martial Arts Fantasy] Laughing and Embracing Beauties of the Three Realms (Complete) - 13

Chapter 46: A Shocking Scene

Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that when Youcao kissed him earlier, she didn't seem very shy, suggesting it wasn't her first time. Moreover, she was quite cooperative with Zhang Xiaoyu's actions afterwards. Zhang Xiaoyu was very puzzled. The plum blossom marks on the bed indicated that Youcao had indeed given him her virginity.

Suspicious, Zhang Xiaoyu carefully crafted his words, asking Youcao, "Sister, was it much more comfortable than before? I never knew it felt so good to be with my husband." Zhang Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat. Youcao's words clearly indicated that it wasn't her first time, but Zhang Xiaoyu didn't believe in hymenoplasty in ancient times. Could it be that Murong Fu used his hands and mouth? Zhang Xiaoyu felt quite uncomfortable.

"Sister, who else have you done this with before?" Zhang Xiaoyu continued, still feeling uneasy.

"Ah, I, I haven't done this with anyone else, little brother, this is my first time with you." Youcao realized she had misspoke and quickly denied it.

Hearing Youcao's words, Zhang Xiaoyu's expression darkened. Youcao was indeed a virgin, so Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't too concerned, but he didn't want his woman to deceive him.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's changed expression, Youcao became even more worried and frightened. "Brother, I... I really didn't... I..." She was so flustered that she couldn't even speak.

"Alright, alright, husband, believe your sister. Look at that plum blossom on the bed, isn't that the best proof? Your husband was just asking casually." After all, she had just ended her girlhood, and Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't such a heartless person.

Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's words, Youcao became even more worried. Even a fool would understand the meaning behind what she had just said. Gritting her teeth, Youcao said to Zhang Xiaoyu, "Brother, then I'll tell you, but you must know that you can't despise me or look down on my mother." Youcao said pitifully. "Of course

I won't despise my wife, and I won't look down on your mother... Wait, sister, what does this have to do with your mother?" Zhang Xiaoyu was puzzled when he heard the second half of the sentence.

Youcao glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu, biting her lip as she said, "Before, before, I did it with Mother, I did it with Mother." This statement stunned Zhang Xiaoyu. Youcao, such a young girl, knew nothing; it must have been her mother-in-law's idea. But this mother-in-law was far too powerful, too wicked!

"This, this, sister..." Zhang Xiaoyu swallowed, unable to find the words.

"Brother, do you think I'm shameless? I didn't know at first, I didn't know I couldn't do that kind of thing with anyone other than my husband, but..." Before she could finish, Youcao burst into tears.

"Silly boy, it's okay if you do that kind of thing with Mother, as long as you don't do it with any other man. Alright, alright, don't cry, my little darling." Zhang Xiaoyu thought to himself: All that distress for nothing, the mastermind is my mother-in-law!

"Is it really okay to do that with Mother?" Youcao was still uneasy and asked again.

"Of course it's okay," Zhang Xiaoyu thought, thinking that ancient sex education was truly inadequate.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's sincere expression, Youcao finally felt relieved. But this relief led her to reveal a bombshell:

"Actually, Mother wasn't like this before. It was only after Madam made Mother do 'that' that Mother started coming to me." Youcao seemed to be talking to herself.

What?! Madam Wang and Youcao's mother? Good heavens! Zhang Xiaoyu felt utterly shocked. Why was he encountering such things all day? His heart trembled; he found it too exciting.

"Youcao, are you saying your Madam and your mother do this with us too?" Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly felt a strong thirst for knowledge.

"Yes, Mother told me. It seems Madam doesn't just do it with Mother; it seems she does it with other sisters too, and she changes partners frequently. After Madam came to Mother a few times, she stopped, so Mother came to me instead." Madam Wang was too powerful. Had Madam developed a liking for women? This thought suddenly popped into Zhang Xiaoyu's mind.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't calm down even after Youcao fell asleep. Unable to stay in bed any longer, he got up, covered Youcao with a blanket, and left the room.

Zhang Xiaoyu wandered aimlessly through the manor, unknowingly arriving at a rather luxurious courtyard. He noticed the lights were still on in one of the rooms and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a woman walking towards the lit room, looking flustered and glancing around nervously. Zhang Xiaoyu looked closer and realized it was Xiu Niang. Why was she here so late instead of resting? She seemed afraid of being discovered.

Puzzled, Zhang Xiaoyu waited until Xiu Niang entered the room, then decided to walk towards it anyway. Reaching the door, he heard a voice from inside, "Madam, Xiu Niang is here." Madam... could this be Madam Wang's room? Zhang Xiaoyu wondered. Soon, a voice confirmed his suspicion.

"Embroiderer, why are you so late? I was getting so impatient!" It was Madam Wang's voice, but it was so different from her cold voice during the day; it sounded so alluring.

"Madam, I was afraid someone would see me if I came too early," the embroiderer explained.

"What are you afraid of? So what if they see you? By the way, I see your daughter Youcao isn't young anymore. She's become more and more beautiful and delicate these past few years. Why don't you bring Youcao over next time? The three of us, mistress and servant, can have some fun together." What? The embroiderer was Youcao's mother? Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly understood completely. It seemed that Madam Wang had indeed become a lesbian. The reason she had summoned the embroiderer, whom she hadn't touched in so long, was probably for Youcao. This Madam Wang, she even wanted to touch my woman! Let's see how I deal with her! Zhang

Xiaoyu thought to himself. He could accept women doing that kind of thing for physical needs, but if it was a lesbian, that was absolutely unacceptable. Just thinking about it made him feel very awkward.

Zhang Xiaoyu peeked through the crack in the door, and what he saw almost made him bleed from his nose.

Inside the room stood two naked women, their skin fair and rosy, the embroiderer and Madam Wang. Madam Wang's face was alluring and beautiful, her small, cherry-red lips slightly upturned, a seductive smile playing on her lips, vibrant and alluring, captivating and mesmerizing. Her delicate, upturned nose was straight and refined, outlining a sexy, tempting cherry-like mouth, its lines soft and flowing, her cheeks like the moon, exquisitely beautiful. Her skin was a perfect white, without a single blemish; her arms were delicate and white, even and soft, like two pieces of carved jade; her slender body curved into a beautiful arc, making her full, firm breasts appear even more prominent, and her plump, fleshy buttocks even more high; her pair of delicate, beautiful feet were crossed, looking like ice sculptures carved from snow. Her legs were long and slender, delicate and supple, her skin so white and lustrous, its lines exquisite and beautiful, like ivory carvings—smooth, white, warm, soft, and elastic, without an ounce of excess fat, perfectly maintaining its firmness, softness, and luster.

Zhang Xiaoyu greedily gazed at Madam Wang's beautiful, white body, then reluctantly shifted his gaze to the embroiderer's full, mature, snow-white body. Her ivory-smooth, white skin was clearly visible, and her graceful curves were fully revealed. Snow-white, smooth skin, a full, mature body, and alluring charm—truly captivating and alluring. Her oval face had soft, delicate lines; beneath her clear, black-and-white eyes were a pair of mesmerizing, watery peach-blossom eyes; her fair face was rosy, her nose as firm as jade, and her cherry-red lips looked fresh and dewy. Her arms were white and translucent, her shoulders soft and smooth, her skin full and plump, her complexion radiant and lustrous, and her curves long and elegant, all exuding a mature and alluring charm full of a young woman's allure.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoyu felt his mouth go dry, his eyes glazed over, and he couldn't help but swallow a few times. He saw Madam Wang tightly embracing the embroiderer, her hands pressed against the embroiderer's firm breasts, gently kneading her full, snow-white breasts, her fingers playing with the erect buds. Madam Wang's small mouth also peeked out and gently sucked on the embroiderer's earlobe, and the embroiderer couldn't help but let out moans from her fragrant lips, "Mmm...mmm...ah..." Madam Wang's hands then gently moved down from the full breasts to the embroiderer's waist, kneading it a few times, and then Madam Wang slowly squatted down, her hands approaching the embroiderer's abdomen. The head was about to penetrate the embroiderer's lush thicket, eliciting even louder moans from her: "Ah... um..." Madam Wang parted the embroiderer's already moist petals with her hands. The embroiderer, disregarding shame, offered her hidden valley to Madam Wang's lips, panting, "Madam... um... no... um..." The embroiderer's crimson petals and moist vulva opened slightly with the bending of her legs, like soft, panting lips, attracting Madam Wang. Madam Wang extended her fragrant tongue, aiming at the tender petals near her lips, gently sucking and licking the embroiderer's beautiful petals, teasing the embroiderer's vibrant bud.

The embroiderer's delicate body convulsed and trembled, her lower body tensing. Although she said no, her legs clamped Madam Wang's head, wanting Madam Wang to penetrate her petals further. A numbing and sweet pleasure quickly spread from her valley to every part of the embroiderer's body.

At this moment, Madam Wang used her fragrant tongue to penetrate deep into the embroiderer's petals, thrusting in and out, like a couple making love. The embroiderer, stimulated, tensed her hands on the sheets, her head swaying wildly, her body going limp, panting softly, "Ah... Madam... you... are so amazing... so comfortable... ah..." Hearing the embroiderer's lewd cries, Madam Wang became even more excited, frantically thrusting her fragrant tongue into the embroiderer's petals, letting the embroiderer's slippery flesh invade her mouth, until her tongue went numb. Madam Wang stopped thrusting, urging the embroiderer to desperately twist her fragrant buttocks, moaning and crying out, "Madam... don't stop... hurry... don't stop... please." Madam Wang smiled sweetly and said, "Embroiderer, don't rush, I'm coming." Saying this, Madam Wang extended her jade finger and gently inserted it into the embroiderer's flower garden. The jade finger, of course, went in deeper than the fragrant tongue, giving the embroiderer even greater satisfaction.

Madam Wang's other hand caressed and kneaded the embroiderer's full, high breasts, her fragrant tongue occasionally licking the embroiderer's clitoris, her fingers probing and probing inside the flower chamber, moving in and out rapidly, causing the embroiderer to immediately feel spasms. She suddenly raised her fragrant buttocks to meet Madam Wang's thrusts, twisting wildly: "Madam...it feels so good...it's so good...I'm about to cum..." The embroiderer let out increasingly heavy moans: "Madam...I can't take it anymore...it's so numb and itchy...harder..." With Madam Wang's thrusts, the embroiderer's juices flowed down Madam Wang's jade fingers, soaking the fragrant grass and Madam Wang's jade hands, and the 'slap...slap...' sound of Madam Wang's jade fingers thrusting in and out of the embroiderer's flower chamber could be heard.

Madam Wang felt the embroiderer's desire growing stronger. The embroiderer thrust her hips forward, fiercely responding to Madam Wang's jade-like fingers. Madam Wang knew the embroiderer was about to climax, so she quickly moved her fingers in and out, leaning over the embroiderer. Her full, firm breasts rubbed against the embroiderer's snow-white, full breasts, giving the embroiderer an intense stimulation. Madam Wang breathed hot air into the embroiderer's soft ear

with her cherry-like lips. Then, Madam Wang suddenly kissed the embroiderer's lips, their lips meeting in a wet kiss, their tongues intertwining. The embroiderer, filled with passion, secreted a large amount of sweet saliva. Her tongue involuntarily plunged into Madam Wang's mouth, letting her suckle, transferring her saliva to her. She then eagerly welcomed Madam Wang's wet tongue into her mouth, and the two embraced in a passionate, wet kiss.

At this moment, the embroiderer arched her fragrant buttocks forcefully, letting out a sharp scream from her cherry-like mouth. A stream of fluid gushed from her flower chamber. Seeing that the embroiderer had climaxed, Madam Wang quickly increased the movement of her jade fingers, her fragrant lips suddenly engulfing the embroiderer's clitoris, licking, sucking, and gently biting, making the embroiderer's climax even more intense and stimulating her desire more comprehensively.

The embroiderer's body was already tense, her hands kneading her full, white breasts, and streams of fluid gushed from her flower chamber, directly into Madam Wang's cherry-like mouth. The more the embroiderer gushed, the more intensely Madam Wang sucked, as if she wanted to absorb everything from the embroiderer, to suck it into her stomach, even to the point of sucking out the embroiderer's soul.

The embroiderer's buttocks arched upwards twice more, releasing her first climax. As if wanting the embroiderer to reach even greater satisfaction, Madam Wang took the embroiderer's clitoris into her mouth, gently biting and sucking with her teeth and tongue, causing the embroiderer a sensation of both pain and numbness. The embroiderer slowly lowered her raised buttocks, as if all her strength had been released in her previous climax. She lay quietly on the bed, letting Madam Wang play with her clitoris, murmuring "Mmm... Ah... Oh..."

Zhang Xiaoyu watched, his face flushed, his heart pounding, his mouth dry, his mind racing, almost unable to resist the urge to force himself on them. Finally, considering that the time and place were not suitable for such a potentially impulsive act,

Madam Wang kissed the embroiderer's lips again, her tongue plunging deep into the embroiderer's moist, fragrant mouth, licking freely everywhere. She licked the embroiderer's palate and smooth, soft tongue, then licked the sweet, soft mouth beneath the embroiderer's tongue, leaving no stone unturned, their saliva mingling.

Wang's licking and sucking made the embroiderer's heart itch, her desire ignited, her passion rising. The embroiderer used her wet, sweet tongue to kiss and suck on Wang's tongue, their tongues intertwining, passionately entwined.

After a while, Wang, her desire surging, felt this wasn't enough to satisfy her needs, so she switched roles with the embroiderer. The embroiderer, her breath ragged, took Wang's tongue into her mouth and sucked it hungrily, swallowing the saliva from Wang's mouth and tongue as if drinking sweet honey. At this moment, the embroiderer's fair face was flushed as if drunk, alluring with spring-like beauty. Her delicate eyebrows concealed a hint of spring, her alluring eyes were half-open, and she greedily sucked on Madam Wang's sweet tongue with heavy breaths.

The embroiderer's slender hands also roamed over Madam Wang's voluptuous body. Madam Wang's breathing grew heavier and heavier, and she felt her desire rising. The embroiderer slowly moved her mouth away from Madam Wang's lips, pausing briefly on her jade-

like neck, before stopping at Madam Wang's jade breasts. The two full jade breasts swelled even more with the embroiderer's caresses and gentle bites. The pink areolas stood firm in the air like jade lotuses surrounding two snow-capped peaks. The embroiderer happily grasped Madam Wang's white, jade-like, hemispherical, full, tender breasts in her hands, feeling the round breasts in her hands, soft yet elastic, smooth and warm, very comfortable.

The embroiderer pressed and kneaded the snow-white breasts, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, causing the full, smooth breasts to sink and bulge intermittently, the tender white breast muscles peeking out from between the embroiderer's fingers. Looking at the beautiful, endearing pink, pearl-like nipples swaying between her fingers, the embroiderer felt an urge to suckle.

She lowered her head, burying her face between Lady Wang's full, fragrant breasts. A sweet milky fragrance filled her senses, and the embroiderer's heart fluttered. She bit Lady Wang's small, round nipple with her warm lips and began to suckle. As she suckled, the embroiderer licked the sensitive nipple with her tongue, occasionally gently biting it with her teeth. This caused Lady Wang to feel a tingling, itchy sensation, which gradually spread throughout her body, a numbing pleasure vibrating through her skin.

Madam Wang's deepest desires were aroused. Her slender hands stroked the embroiderer's black hair, her fair face flushed, and her lips parted slightly: "Ah...oh...um...embroiderer...be gentle..." she moaned softly, her pink nipples hardening further in the embroiderer's mouth.

Hearing Madam Wang's moans, the embroiderer's desire surged, her heart fluttering. She rubbed her own vulva against Madam Wang's mound with all her might. Madam Wang felt a surge of passion, her head spinning, her lust rising. She felt an itch in her flower petals and bud. She moved her round, firm buttocks downwards to rub the embroiderer's vulva more thoroughly. Though it was only a superficial itch, it was better than nothing, offering some relief.

Madam Wang's delicate face flushed, a hint of lust rising within her. The moans from her cherry lips grew louder, her breathing becoming heavy. The embroiderer, her desire surging, became even more intense, sucking and licking, kneading her breasts.

Seeing Madam Wang's high, undulating buttocks, her round, plump hips fully exposed, both sexy and alluring, and the thick, dark pubic hair below her abdomen incredibly captivating, the embroiderer's right hand kneaded Madam Wang's breasts, while her left hand boldly explored around Madam Wang's vulva, gently teasing and caressing the two moist petals at the entrance of her flower bud, and stroking the slightly protruding bud. Her middle finger gently slid into the petals and explored, arousing Madam Wang to the point that her body swayed slightly, and her juices flowed like a surging tide, her cherry lips murmuring lewd words: "Oh...ah...ah..." Madam Wang's breasts... Her body trembled violently, her delicate form heaving: "Ah...Embroiderer...Stop it...It feels good...Mmm..." Her voluptuous body was completely naked, revealing the most alluring and mysterious area of Madam Wang's body to Zhang Xiaoyu. Her snow-white, frost-like body was covered by a thick, dark pubic hair three inches below her flat, white abdomen. The thicket of hair covered the alluring and mysterious petals, and a slender flower bud was clearly visible in the center. The sight of her snow-white, voluptuous, and maturely sexy body filled Zhang Xiaoyu with indescribable excitement. His lustful eyes gleamed as he stared at them.

The embroiderer ignored Madam Wang's cries, preoccupied with playing with Madam Wang's flower bud. She had already placed her small mouth on Madam Wang's bud, licking and sucking the peanut-sized bud with her tongue, occasionally plunging her tongue deeper into the petals to lick and suck. "Mmm...Hmph...Ah...Ah...Embroiderer...A little deeper...Mmm...Good..." Madam Wang moaned silently.

Madam Wang grasped her full breasts, moaning dreamily as she played with them, rubbing her erections between her fingers. Her vulva, nestled between her pink labia, was already glistening with the nectar secreted from her secret lips.

The embroiderer, while rubbing the petals, slowly inserted her jade-like fingers into Madam Wang's wet vulva. The sweet, stimulating sensation made Madam Wang tremble, involuntarily raising her buttocks. Madam Wang's breathing became increasingly rapid. The embroiderer stroked the bud with her fingers, first rotating them inside, then changing to a thrusting motion.

Madam Wang, her lower body moving up and down, felt waves of tingling pleasure emanating from her vulva, which greatly stimulated her. She gently closed her eyes, furrowing her brow, her wanton moans echoing in the room. As the embroiderer's movements became faster, Madam Wang's breathing grew increasingly rapid. Knowing she was about to climax, Madam Wang gasped, "Embroiderer...faster...um...like that..." Hearing Madam Wang's cries, the embroiderer immediately increased her speed, the young woman's and the embroiderer's panting breaths continuous.

Zhang Xiaoyu only saw Madam Wang's fragrant buttocks thrust upwards a few times, emitting a sound that was neither crying nor sobbing. Zhang Xiaoyu knew that Madam Wang had reached extreme pleasure. He saw a stream of white fluid spurt from Madam Wang's petals, and the embroiderer hurriedly sucked on Madam Wang's petals with her small mouth.

The seductive sounds filled the air, the lewd noises were melodious, and sounds of pleasure continuously came from their cherry lips. Their expressions were all so wanton and alluring, their beautiful eyes darting around, their nimble tongues licking. Watching this vivid and fragrant erotic scene on the bed, Zhang Xiaoyu was truly aroused to the extreme.

After a while, Lady Wang, recovering from her climax, kissed the embroiderer's fragrant lips again. Then, she impatiently extended her smooth, soft tongue and attacked the embroiderer's mouth. While passionately kissing the embroiderer's beautiful lips, she used her tongue, both roughly and gently, to pry open the two rows of snow-white teeth, slowly invading the warm, moist mouth, searching for the soft parts inside. At some point, her slender, beautiful hands gently covered the embroiderer's smooth, firm, and noble breasts, and began to rhythmically press and caress them. The unusually gentle movements were as if she were cherishing a rare treasure. The embroiderer quickly fell into a passionate kiss. Madam Wang's nimble tongue, like a serpent, danced and swirled within her warm, moist mouth, wildly stirring the embroiderer's suppressed desire. The embroiderer opened her warm, hot lips, her soft, slippery tongue sliding into Madam Wang's mouth, passionately licking and sucking in sync with Madam Wang's fervent kiss. Streams of fragrant nectar flowed slowly with the intertwining of their tongues.

Madam Wang gently teased her with her teeth and tongue, her hands beginning to vigorously knead her breasts, occasionally squeezing them forcefully. The embroiderer, not to be outdone, reciprocated with her own lips and hands. Simultaneously stimulated by each other, their lust rapidly swelled and erupted, their nectar overflowing.

The two beauties on the bed, stimulating each other, intertwined like a pair of white snakes, face to face, their two pairs of white, tender breasts pressed together, their pink nipples rubbing incessantly. Madam Wang felt the embroiderer's nipples were as hard as peas, while her own buds swelled with a vibrant red.

Intertwined, they embraced face to face, their passionate kiss intensifying. Their moans and groans stimulated each other, as Madam Wang pressed her thighs tightly against the embroiderer's, their petals rubbing together. During the kiss

, incomparably alluring and delicate moans escaped from their noses and throats, filling the room. Simultaneously, as their lips parted and closed, their soft, red mounds were occasionally exposed to the air, passionately sucking, intertwining, and chasing each other, sometimes hooking, sometimes releasing, sometimes aggressively invading, as if trying to swallow each other's tongues whole. The incredibly sweet nectar from their mouths

flowed into each other's mouths through their intertwined tongues, a few glistening silver threads inadvertently escaping from the corners of their lips, gleaming lasciviously in the candlelight.

Fine beads of sweat glistened on the two women's smooth, radiant foreheads and delicate noses. A few strands of flowing, lustrous hair clung to their foreheads and faces with the irregular sway of their heads, adding a touch of allure, languidness, and captivating charm to the mature and beautiful women on the bed, sparking endless fantasies.

At this moment, their four tender, alluring lips finally parted slowly. Slightly panting, Madam Wang took a few deep breaths, calming the heaving of her breasts, before extending her soft, smooth tongue to gently lick her luscious, red lips with a seductive gesture, as if tempting Zhang Xiaoyu.

The two women then embraced and rubbed against each other again. With two moans, they collapsed weakly onto the bed, lying together with their eyes closed. Their two pairs of exquisite, full, and perky breasts heaved violently, and their beautiful red faces were filled with indescribable lust. With satisfied expressions, they fell into a sweet sleep.

Zhang Xiaoyu was completely captivated by the scene before him, his eyes unwilling to blink, afraid that the tempting and sinful experience of the two women would vanish in an instant. Zhang Xiaoyu had long imagined Madam Wang's body, but he never imagined it would be so perfect. The embroiderer, on the other hand, exuded the charm of a mature woman. Seeing the two embracing each other, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

Although they had fallen asleep in each other's arms, the exciting, ecstatic, and breathtaking scene was still vividly etched in Zhang Xiaoyu's mind.

Zhang Xiaoyu suppressed the urge to rush in and walked towards his residence.

As he walked... Zhang Xiaoyu was preoccupied with how to win over Madam Wang. He had initially been somewhat confident, but now that he knew Madam Wang was a lesbian, he was at a loss. For a true lesbian, no matter how outstanding a man was, he wouldn't care. Zhang Xiaoyu thought back to the novels he'd read, and realized that the protagonists in such situations always seemed to solve the problem with one method: force themselves on her, letting her know that the taste of a man was better than that of a woman.

Thinking about this, a plan surfaced in Zhang Xiaoyu's mind. This plan could not only win over Madam Wang but also the embroiderer. A sly smile crept onto Zhang Xiaoyu's lips as he began to plot.

This plan, however, required Youcao's cooperation; otherwise, he couldn't carry it out alone. But the thought of having Youcao help him plot against her mother, his mother-in-law, made Zhang Xiaoyu uneasy. He wondered if he could fool Youcao.

Back in his room, seeing the sleeping Youcao, Zhang Xiaoyu lay down as well. It seemed he would have to find a good opportunity to talk to Youcao tomorrow.

Chapter 047: Scheming Against the Mother-in-Law

The next day, the sunlight lazily streamed into the room, warm and comforting. Zhang Xiaoyu, seeing that Youcao was still asleep, went out to get her some breakfast.

After a while, Youcao slowly woke up, opening her starry eyes to find herself in bed, a blanket covering her delicate body, but no one beside her.

"Husband…husband, where are you…" Youcao cried out in alarm and anxiety, trying to get up. She was still terrified that Zhang Xiaoyu would leave her; this happiness hadn't come easily.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Zhang Xiaoyu entered carrying breakfast. Seeing Yu Tianxiang's panicked expression as she was about to get out of bed, he quickly placed the breakfast on the table, sat down beside her, and asked with concern, "What's wrong, sister?" Youcao threw herself into his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, and said excitedly, "Sister thought my husband had left! I was so scared..." "Silly girl, how could I abandon you? You are my precious wife. I can disregard anything else, but I would never abandon you! Don't think such things anymore, understand?" Zhang Xiaoyu comforted Youcao, then solemnly added, "I, Zhang Xiaoyu, swear to heaven that I will never leave you. If I break this oath, I will be punished..." "Don't say anymore! Husband, I believe you! I won't think such things anymore!" Youcao quickly covered Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth with her hand, lowered her head, and said sweetly.

"Then be a good girl and have some breakfast first!" Zhang Xiaoyu patted her exposed, plump buttocks and laughed.

Youcao let out a soft gasp and gave him a coquettish glance. Zhang Xiaoyu picked up the porridge beside him and said to Youcao, "Eat quickly. It was your first time yesterday, so you must be very weak now. Eat something to regain your strength." "Husband, did you just go to prepare this porridge for me?" Youcao asked, blinking her eyes as she saw the porridge in Xiaoyu's hand.

"Of course, who else could it be but my husband?" Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled.

Youcao felt a sweet warmth in her heart. "Husband, you're so good to my sister. She should be serving you." With that, she tried to get up.

Zhang Xiaoyu pressed Youcao back onto the bed and said to her, "Don't talk about serving me anymore. If I don't like it, I'll treat all my wives well and won't let them suffer, understand?" "Mmm," Youcao's heart was completely immersed in Zhang Xiaoyu's deep affection.

After Youcao finished her porridge, Zhang Xiaoyu lingered with her for a while. Thinking of his plan from the previous day, he asked Youcao, "Sister, were you happy last night?" Youcao blushed, but still replied, "Yes, very happy." "How so?" Zhang Xiaoyu's expression was like that of a wicked old man.

"Sister... I can't really say, but the feeling was so wonderful," Youcao said shyly.

"Then, was it better than the feeling you had with your mother-in-law?" Zhang Xiaoyu was slightly excited; this was a very clever question.

"Ah!" Upon hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's question, Youcao immediately lay back down on the bed, covering her head with the blanket. How could a girl as inexperienced as her ask such a question?

"Good sister, good wife, please tell your husband, okay?" Zhang Xiaoyu's breathing quickened as he spoke. He had originally intended to gradually lead Youcao into his plan, but he hadn't expected to find himself so eager to know about Youcao's time with her mother-in-law, the embroiderer. Zhang Xiaoyu found it somewhat stimulating.

"No, this... how can I say this?" Youcao still refused to speak.

Zhang Xiaoyu threw off the covers, pulled Youcao up, and held her in his arms. He opened his mouth and kissed Youcao's small mouth, his long tongue swirling and enveloping her small, fragrant tongue. Youcao's tongue was slippery and agile; if he wasn't careful, it would slip away, like a nimble little eel, unwilling to be caught by Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu's tongue was wide, large, and swift, like a hunting great white shark, quickly gliding over the seaweed and striking Youcao's fragrant tongue.

There was no escaping it. Although she had already French kissed Zhang Xiaoyu yesterday, the feeling still made Youcao dizzy, and her brain seemed to have suddenly lost its oxygen supply, becoming a blank.

Just a light touch of lips and tongue, and Youcao felt as if she were in a summer meadow full of flowers, every fragrance in the air filled with the scent of love!

For Zhang Xiaoyu, however, it was a completely different feeling. Youcao's inexperience, her freshness, her delicate fragrance—all were entirely new sensations. Everything about her was stimulating his adrenaline, causing an involuntary reaction in his lower body

. Her fragrance, her smoothness, were more delicious than milk chocolate. Zhang Xiaoyu kissed her again and again, sucking her again and again, wishing he could devour her lips, her tongue, and everything about her.

Only when Youcao was breathless did Zhang Xiaoyu reluctantly release her, watching her breathe heavily, and gently stroking her back.

Youcao leaned against Zhang Xiaoyu's chest, her face beaming with happiness. "Sister, can't you really tell your husband how it feels to be with your mother-in-law? Is it better than being with you?" Zhang Xiaoyu continued with the question he so desperately wanted to know the answer to.

"Husband, why do you want to know this embarrassing thing so much?" Youcao knew Zhang Xiaoyu really wanted to know, seeing him keep asking.

"Sister, just tell me." Zhang Xiaoyu even resorted to coaxing.

Anyway, Zhang Xiaoyu was her husband, so there was no harm in telling him. With that thought, Youcao said to Zhang Xiaoyu, "The first time I was with my mother, I didn't know anything, but the feeling was wonderful. My mother kissed me like you do, but it was much better than the pleasure you give me."

Zhang Xiaoyu suppressed his excitement and continued, "Sister, do you know why your mother-in-law does these embarrassing things?" Youcao looked blank; of course she wouldn't know these things. She shook her head at Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Actually, it's nothing for a woman if she hasn't experienced this, but once she has, she can't forget that feeling. Sister, didn't you want to do it again like last night?" Zhang Xiaoyu's seduction was getting closer and closer to its ultimate goal.

"Mmm," Youcao answered affirmatively without thinking.

"Yes, and as you get older, the need for this feeling becomes stronger and stronger. So do you know why your mother-in-law is with you?" Just a few steps away, Zhang Xiaoyu thought to himself.

"I understand. Isn't Mother very hard-working? Father left Mother and me when I was very young, and Mother raised me alone with great difficulty. We only did that not long ago. Hasn't Mother endured for many years?" "Yes, so Sister, you must repay Mother-in-law well, make her happy, let her be satisfied, and let her enjoy that wonderful feeling." Zhang Xiaoyu's heart began to race again. Success or failure depended on this.

Youcao thought for a moment, then said to Zhang Xiaoyu, "But there are no men here at all. Only Young Master Murong came before, but he wouldn't accept Mother. Now, you're the only man here, my husband. My husband, you..." Youcao stopped abruptly.

After a pause, she smiled at Zhang Xiaoyu, "My husband, do you really love my sister?" "Of course! Don't you believe me now?" Zhang Xiaoyu was puzzled by her question.

"Then, my husband, can you do my sister a favor? A big favor, otherwise, my sister will find it hard to be happy." Okay, Zhang Xiaoyu knew his plan had succeeded.

"Of course, my sister, just tell me, and I'll definitely agree." "My husband, can you... can you... do that kind of thing with Mother too?" Youcao said nervously, looking at Zhang Xiaoyu with worry. She knew her request was too outrageous.

"What? You want me, you want me and my mother-in-law to do it too?" Zhang Xiaoyu was too good at pretending. Wasn't this exactly what he wanted?

"Husband, my sister isn't a shameless woman, it's just... it's just that Mother cried so much, and this is the only way I can repay her. My sister has no other choice; you're the only man here, otherwise she wouldn't have made such an outrageous request." Youcao looked pitifully at Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu pretended to be conflicted and said, "I'm willing to do anything for my sister, so please don't worry." "Husband, I've put you in a difficult position, I've wronged you." Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's agreement, Youcao happily kissed him on the cheek. *

Where is the wrong? I'm overjoyed!* Zhang Xiaoyu thought to himself. "Sister, how will you thank your husband?" Having resolved her worries, Youcao saw Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes and understood what he wanted to do. She said sweetly, "I'll let my husband do whatever he wants," and then gave Zhang Xiaoyu a flirtatious wink. Zhang Xiaoyu let out a low growl and pounced on her.

Zhang Xiaoyu kissed Youcao's fair and full breasts. Her tongue licked back and forth on the nipple, gradually swelling and hardening in Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth. Zhang Xiaoyu rubbed the nipple that had just been sucked hard with his right hand, then moved his mouth to the other side, sucking the entire areola into his mouth, his tongue circling upwards, while his dragon thrust hard against the wet petals.

"Mmm...mmm...give it to me...I can't take it...you...bad guy..." Youcao let out a muffled moan, her hands holding Zhang Xiaoyu's head. Zhang Xiaoyu's left hand slid down her smooth, sexy abdomen to her tender, hot thigh, caressing it with affection.

Zhang Xiaoyu inserted his knees between her thighs, cupping her round buttocks, grasping the dragon thrusting wildly between Youcao's tender petals. Youcao's heart pounded, and she quickly cooperated by opening her legs, moving her plump, snow-white buttocks so that the dragon's head touched her already overflowing valley.

Zhang Xiaoyu rubbed the head of his penis against the petals a couple of times, the sticky substance coating it. He then thrust forward, his buttocks trembling, inserting the head into the entrance of her flower chamber. As the warm, tight sensation enveloped her, the entire dragon was swallowed by the petals of Youcao's flower. Youcao immediately cried out in ecstasy, "Ah...ah...ouch...oh...so comfortable..." Her flower chamber, fully moistened, had the smooth, elastic, warm mucous membrane tightly enveloping Zhang Xiaoyu's enormous member. "Ah...so swollen...ah...so numb...ah..." Youcao felt the massive head of his penis push aside the petals, throbbing excitedly as it advanced, lubricated by the fluid.

Zhang Xiaoyu resisted the pleasure of being tightly sucked and swallowed by the flower walls, thrusting his dragon deep into the depths of her flower chamber. He didn't rush to thrust, but instead pressed down on her smooth body, slowly twisting his hips, fully enjoying the moistness and the enveloping and gripping sensation of the flower chamber's mucous membrane.

"Ugh...faster...faster..." This frequency and intensity were undoubtedly more painful and humiliating for Youcao. Zhang Xiaoyu pressed down on Youcao's soft body, his ten fingers kneading her smooth breasts, his mouth sucking and biting her nipples. Youcao bit her lower lip in pain, the tingling, fulfilling pleasure making her involuntarily twist her plump buttocks to meet Zhang Xiaoyu's gentle thrusts.

"Faster...faster...please...faster...ah..." Youcao moaned urgently. Zhang Xiaoyu pressed down on Youcao's full, soft, white breasts. The wet, tight, and slippery feeling made Zhang Xiaoyu thrust faster and faster, the entrance of her flower bud making crisp "splash...splash" sounds, stirring up waves on the bathtub.

Youcao twisted her slender waist, her long, shapely legs swaying on either side of Zhang Xiaoyu's body. Her soft, smooth breasts pressed against Zhang Xiaoyu's chest, the subtle touches sending forth an indescribable, exquisite elasticity. Zhang Xiaoyu, lying on Youcao's warm, fragrant body, thrust his massive member into her convulsing flower chamber, the head of his penis striking her tender clitoris.

Youcao bit her thin lips, desperately enduring the intense pleasure. Her flower chamber continuously gushed forth hot, wet fluids, nourishing his massive member. "Oh...no...too...too deep...it's killing me...ah..." Zhang Xiaoyu lifted her straight legs and pressed them forward. Youcao's graceful body arched, her snow-white feet resting on Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulders involuntarily tensing forward, her delicate toes slightly clenched together, incredibly sexy and alluring. Zhang Xiaoyu held her sweaty, delicate body tightly, his hips twitching excitedly as his massive member thrust in and out of her fiery flower chamber.

"Uh...oh..." Youcao closed her eyes tightly, letting out trembling moans with each of Zhang Xiaoyu's thrusts. "Oh no...no...hmm...so numb...so sore..." Youcao's white, tender breasts, flattened against her chest, rippled with waves of milk. The walls of her flower chamber clung tightly to his member, convulsing and twisting. Zhang Xiaoyu thrust in as deeply as possible, and Youcao arched her neck, frozen in place, letting out moans of extreme pleasure. Her smooth, even legs wrapped tightly around Zhang Xiaoyu's neck.

Zhang Xiaoyu held her slender, smooth waist, lowering his head to kiss her soft cherry lips and fragrant tongue. Youcao shyly closed her eyes, offering her tongue for Zhang Xiaoyu to suckle, her nostrils emitting alluring moans. Zhang Xiaoyu grasped and kneaded her soft, smooth breasts with his left hand, while his right hand vigorously squeezed her round, plump buttocks. He lowered his head and sucked on her hardened breasts. His left hand, which had been touching her breasts, moved downwards, stroking her smooth thighs and touching her pubic hair. His fingertips parted the wet petals and gently caressed the soft buds. Youcao raised her wet petals to meet him, letting out a sweet moan, "Ah...good...you...ah..." Youcao raised her long legs high and wrapped them around Zhang Xiaoyu's waist, thrusting her plump buttocks to meet him. Zhang Xiaoyu thrust even harder, and Youcao gently bit his shoulder, "So comfortable...ah...so beautiful—ouch...harder..." Stimulated by Youcao, Zhang Xiaoyu thrust even harder, his head deeply penetrating her uterus. Youcao's moans suddenly rose, her flower chamber tightened, and a warm current surged towards his head. Zhang Xiaoyu continued thrusting forcefully, his right hand reaching for the already soaked chrysanthemum bud, gently playing with it, causing Youcao to moan again.

Zhang Xiaoyu inserted his middle finger into the chrysanthemum bud, and Youcao cried out even more joyfully, "Oh... ah oh... so... so comfortable... ah..." Zhang Xiaoyu's simultaneous attack from both ends made Youcao's plump buttocks bounce like waves in pleasure. Love fluid gushed out continuously, and the flower chamber trembled and contracted incessantly, making Zhang Xiaoyu unable to hold back any longer. His engorged head buried deep into the warm flower chamber, thrusting vigorously for about a hundred times, then shuddering and spurting out a thick stream of dragon semen.

Youcao excitedly arched her slender waist to receive him, until Zhang Xiaoyu collapsed onto her delicate body, "Good... good... give it to me... ah... ah... so good... so good..." The two were pressed tightly together, neither wanting to move.

After a while, Youcao moaned and twisted her delicate body, her eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaoyu's erect penis, which was now standing tall between his legs. She said wantonly, "I want more... ah... hurry... come..." Zhang Xiaoyu pulled Youcao up from her lying position, making himself lie flat on the bed. He wrapped his large hands around Youcao's slender waist, slowly lifting her soft, boneless body. He adjusted the angle, aligning her moist, slightly parted flower with his newly erect penis, and gently lowered it. "Ah!" The hard, erect penis once again broke in, and Youcao let out a loud moan, whether from pain or pleasure, she couldn't tell.

It was the first time she had been manipulated in this position, and Youcao felt that the penis seemed to penetrate deeper, reaching places that were inaccessible in normal intercourse positions. Zhang Xiaoyu grabbed her arms and pushed her up, making her straddle him. He then used his hands to grasp her soft, fragrant breasts, kneading them incessantly.

Stimulated simultaneously, Youcao's soft body couldn't help but arch her back and sway her hips up and down. Her plump buttocks repeatedly struck Zhang Xiaoyu's crotch, his massive member thrusting in and out of her mysterious, slippery flower garden. This horse-riding motion, with each thrust of his thick, hard member, plunged heavily into the deepest, most sensitive core of Youcao's flower garden.

Each thrust brought an unprecedented, exquisite pleasure. Her full nipples swayed in the air, all restraint and dignity were no longer necessary. Youcao moaned and gasped, sometimes letting out lewd cries, lost in the pursuit of primal lust. Her once beautiful face was now filled with endless allure, and her previously clear and bright eyes were now burning with a raging fire of desire.

The sounds of the man and woman slapping each other during their physical struggle, along with the wild, satisfied gasps and screams, blended into a melodious tune. Zhang Xiaoyu tightly embraced Youcao's slender, boneless waist, and his thick, massive penis began to move up and down, thrusting and pumping relentlessly. Her exquisite and beautiful body rose and fell on Zhang Xiaoyu's body, and her large, firm breasts rippled out dazzling waves.

Under Zhang Xiaoyu's intense thrusting, Youcao's face flushed crimson, her eyes glazed with desire, writhing wantonly, uttering ecstatic, dreamlike moans and cries! Casting aside all past repression, she wantonly yielded to Zhang Xiaoyu, relentlessly and frantically pounding into her, fully enjoying the pleasure and satisfaction brought by primal lust.

Under this intense stimulation, Youcao's mind went blank; besides experiencing that tingling, dizzying carnal pleasure, she could think of nothing else. The dragon's thrusting into her tight little flower grew more and more violent, her heart soaring to the heavens. Suddenly, her legs clamped tightly around his body, her whole body trembling violently, groaning hoarsely… Youcao tilted her head back, closed her eyes, carefully savoring the sensation of the thick dragon inside her, slightly raising her plump, upturned buttocks; the feeling of the dragon's head scraping against her flower made her groan involuntarily. Slowly lifting, she quickly sat down, letting the dragon's head forcefully thrust against her cervix.

"Ah...ah...so comfortable...so good...so...harder...ah..." Youcao quickened the pace of her thrusting, the collision of flesh producing a series of 'slap slap slap' sounds, the dragon and the flower chamber making 'gurgling gurgling' sounds due to the lubrication of the water.

The dragon 'plop plop'ed in and out of the petals, the head of the dragon striking the flower core again and again, his hand slowly caressing her full breasts, Youcao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu with spring in her almond eyes, Youcao tightly gripped Zhang Xiaoyu's arms with both hands, her waist and hips swaying rapidly up and down to actively meet him, allowing Zhang Xiaoyu's dragon to penetrate deeper, seeking greater pleasure and stimulation.

Youcao pounced on Zhang Xiaoyu, her hands tightly hugging him, frantically kissing Zhang Xiaoyu's body. Her curvaceous body writhed like a water snake, Youcao's wanton appearance making Zhang Xiaoyu unable to resist, his left hand grasping her full breasts and kneading them lightly, his right hand reaching into the tender inner thigh.

Enjoying her beautiful body, her left hand grasping her alluring breasts, Youcao cried out excitedly. Her crystal-clear little feet sank into the water, and she slightly raised her petals to match Zhang Xiaoyu's thrusts. "Mmm...faster...you're...so good..." Zhang Xiaoyu lifted Youcao up, making her mature and beautiful body bend over on the bed. He pressed his penis against her petals and slowly inserted it, the thick head parting her petals and sliding deeper into her flower chamber. He slowly withdrew his penis and then thrust it in forcefully again. Youcao was immersed in an inescapable pleasure. After her narrow flower passage had adapted to Zhang Xiaoyu's size several times, the pleasure of being penetrated was even more irresistible. Zhang Xiaoyu hugged Youcao's slender waist tightly from behind, slapping against her smooth buttocks. Her snow-white and perky breasts appeared even fuller, swaying and creating alluring waves with the violent movements of her snow-white body. Zhang Xiaoyu's breathing quickened as he slapped Youcao's snow-white buttocks, turning them bright red. Only low murmurs escaped her lips.

Zhang Xiaoyu increased his force, and Youcao's alluring body slowly lost its support, collapsing completely to the ground. Her round, pert buttocks remained high, her delicate petals turning blood-red. With each thrust and roll of his massive member, slippery fluid seeped from her vulva. Zhang Xiaoyu embraced her round buttocks, caressing the smooth, soft flesh. He stroked her soft, white breasts, leaned in to kiss her cheek, and tasted Youcao's rosy lips. She let out soft, pleasurable moans.

Zhang Xiaoyu's hand rested on her round buttocks and kneaded them. She swayed her plump buttocks wantonly to meet his touch, her beautiful body swaying back and forth, her ample breasts bouncing. He reached forward with his left hand to knead her swaying, delicate breasts, while his right hand caressed her fair and soft round buttocks. He thrust forward forcefully, and she tried her best to twist and sway backward to meet his touch. With her cherry-like lips slightly parted, she gasped and gasped, "I...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to lose it again..." Youcao felt the enormous dragon, completely filling her tight, secret cave, penetrating deeper and deeper into the walls of her flower chamber with each thrust. After a series of violent thrusts, she noticed that her lower body was becoming increasingly wet and slippery. With each wild and deep thrust, the dragon savagely parted the soft, tightly closed, and incredibly delicate petals. The large, round, and scalding head of the dragon roughly squeezed into the small, tight opening of her flower chamber, parting the mucous membrane and tender flesh inside the vaginal walls, and deeply piercing into that hot, dark, narrow flower chamber. It even pierced into the shyly blooming, delicate stamen, with the tip of the dragon's head just touching it.

Zhang Xiaoyu held Youcao's plump, snow-white buttocks, thrusting forcefully, each time to the very root of the shaft. Youcao twisted her hips vigorously, responding to his thrusts, her head swaying violently with each impact, her beautiful hair dancing in the air.

Zhang Xiaoyu reached for her breasts, grasping her swaying jade peaks and kneading them wantonly. Youcao's moans grew more rapid: "So beautiful... Ah... So good... Ah..." A series of soul-stirring kneading sensations overwhelmed Youcao, and she let out a series of rapid, panting cries. Her soft, boneless, delicate body convulsed and spasmed uncontrollably, the tender flesh of her vaginal walls clinging tightly to the deeply inserted, thick dragon, contracting and clamping involuntarily.

With the wildest thrusts and pounding, the dragon's head plunged into the tight jade palace with each powerful stroke. Soon, Youcao's fiery red face turned ashen white, and her cherry-like lips, panting and moaning, emitted rapid, mournful cries that were both arousing and intoxicating.

"Ah..." With a poignant and ecstatic cry, the narrow jade palace tightly gripped the hot, large, round dragon's head. Youcao's heart spun, her mind went blank, and a soft, alluring cry escaped her tender, red lips as she reached the pinnacle of ecstasy once more.

After her release, the limp and powerless Youcao collapsed into Zhang Xiaoyu's arms, comfortably letting him hold her as they soaked together in the warm pool. Her cheeks, flushed and radiant after multiple orgasms, were filled with the sweet afterglow of a storm. Youcao parted her cherry lips slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "You bad guy, you've really killed me. What will I do without you?" Such alluring words were more exciting than any aphrodisiac. Zhang Xiaoyu's unsatisfied desire surged, and he embraced her, thrusting and pumping forcefully once more. Only then did Youcao realize that the dragon inserted into her flesh was still rock hard. Her face paled, and she pleaded repeatedly, "Oh! Please have mercy! I really can't take it anymore... I can't... I can't take it... Ah!" Seeing Youcao so weak and pleading after her orgasm, unable to withstand further stimulation, Zhang Xiaoyu paused, then stopped, tenderly kissing her forehead and nose, enjoying a different kind of beauty in his warm embrace.

"My lord, thank you, thank you for letting me meet you in this life. To be your husband in this life, I would be willing to be your slave in the next." Youcao murmured, savoring the pleasure that had just ended.

"Silly girl, one lifetime is not enough. I want you to be my wife for all eternity. No one can separate us, not even the King of Hell." Zhang Xiaoyu said boldly, stroking Youcao's back.

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