Taoist priest and his disciples

During the reign of Emperor Shenzong of the Northern Song Dynasty, a bizarre and convoluted romantic crime occurred in Bianliang (Kaifeng), shocking the court and the public.
There was a woman named Wang, nearly thirty years old, who was exceptionally beautiful and graceful.
Perhaps it was a case of "beauty is often short-lived," for her husband, in the prime of his life, suddenly contracted a terrible illness and died, leaving behind a twelve-year-old son and his widow to depend on each other.
Wang and her husband had been a deeply loving couple; their union was complete when her husband suddenly departed this world. Wang was heartbroken, spending her days weeping over his ancestral tablet. If it weren't for raising her young son, she would have wished to die immediately and be buried with her husband.
With only eight days left until the hundredth day
since her husband's death, Wang, remembering all the love and kindness he had shown her, decided to hold a grand Buddhist ceremony to help his soul find peace.
Therefore, she inquired everywhere about which temples and Taoist monasteries were most sacred and efficacious.
Later, hearing that there was a Taoist temple in the Western Hills that specialized in holding religious ceremonies, she prepared gifts and went to pay her respects. Dressed entirely in white
mourning clothes, Wang went up the mountain alone.
A gentle mountain breeze caused her robes to flutter and her skirt to billow, making her appear like a white-robed Guanyin, attracting envious glances from many ladies along the way.
Upon entering the temple, the young Taoist priest, seeing such a beautiful woman in white alone, hurriedly informed the abbot.
The abbot, surnamed Liu, with the Taoist name Longyang, was just over thirty years old and handsome and dashing. Hearing the news, he rushed
out to greet her. Wang gracefully bowed and paid her respects.
Longyang's master stared at her, his eyes widening in disbelief. He thought to himself, "What a stunning beauty! If this weren't a Taoist temple, I would surely mistake her for the White-Robed Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy descended to earth!" Only when Wang Shi gracefully bowed did he realize his mistake and quickly returned the greeting, bowing his head in return. " May I ask where you are from, madam, and what brings you to my humble abode?
" Wang Shi glanced at the abbot, seeing his ethereal and elegant bearing, and secretly admired him, thinking, "Truly a highly accomplished Taoist master; I haven't chosen the wrong person." She
then replied in a melodious voice, "I am Wang Shi of the Huangmen clan. My husband has recently passed away, and I wish to request the abbot to perform a ritual to help his soul find peace."
The abbot of Longyang Temple asked, "When did your husband pass away? Would you like to hold a ritual at our temple, or perhaps have an altar built at your residence?"
Wang Shi replied, "My late husband has been gone for some time now..." "It has been more than three months. May I ask the Abbot, what is the difference between holding a ritual at your temple and setting up an altar in my humble abode?"
The Abbot replied, "Since your husband has recently passed away, the mourning hall must still be there. Setting up an altar and holding a ritual there will benefit the deceased's soul. If the ritual is held at my temple, it may not be as beneficial."
Upon hearing this, Wang quickly bowed and said, "If the Venerable Master were to personally descend upon my humble abode, I would be deeply grateful. I will immediately return home to clean the mourning hall and await your arrival."
The Abbot asked, "When will you set up the altar at your residence?"
Wang replied, "It has been ninety-two days since my late husband passed away. I plan to perform seven days of rituals and then request your presence tomorrow, which will mark the hundredth day of his death. I hope the Venerable Master will arrive on time."
The Abbot said, "A monk cannot lie. You will arrive tomorrow."
Wang then took out two taels of silver as a deposit, bid farewell, and returned home to prepare everything.
The next morning, Wang had already cleaned the mourning hall. Since there were no in-laws or relatives, she had to arrange everything herself, with her maid, Xiao Cui, helping her.
A short while later, the abbot of Longyang Temple arrived with two young Taoist boys and a fire-worker, carrying scriptures and ritual implements.
Wang welcomed them, had her maid serve tea, and then called her son, Huang Jie, to pay his respects. After
some pleasantries, the abbot led the boys and fire-worker to hang the images of the Three Pure Ones and set up the altar.
Soon, everything was ready, and the abbot immediately burned incense, prayed, and chanted incantations.
Then, holding a peach wood sword in his left hand and shaking a soul-summoning bell in his right, he performed rituals. While performing these rituals, he secretly observed the Huang family's activities. Seeing that the household was small and there were no outsiders, he harbored malicious intentions.
After performing one round of rituals, he instructed Wang to burn incense and worship with him.
The two knelt side by side; Wang prayed with her eyes closed, her heart sincere, but the abbot of Longyang Temple kept glancing at her.
As Wang prayed, she reflected on her life and was overcome with grief, tears streaming down her face.
As the saying goes, "To be beautiful, one must be three parts filial piety."
Wang was naturally beautiful, with a rosy face and peach-like cheeks. Dressed in white, with two lines of clear tears, she truly resembled a pear blossom in the rain, making her all the more poignant and moving.
Seeing this, the abbot of Longyang Temple felt an indescribable pity and gently advised, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. I hope you will accept this loss with compassion."
He deliberately drew out the word "accept this loss," but Wang seemed not to notice, only calling her son to come forward and worship.
After they finished worshiping, they all rose, and Wang then offered incense and bowed before the various deities.
Two young Taoist boys diligently stepped forward to explain to Wang which deity each statue belonged to.
Seeing the two young Taoist boys with their long black hair and small crowns on their heads, both with fair skin and bright eyes, Wang was secretly surprised: "How come even his two disciples are so fair-skinned and handsome!" After the evening meal, Wang prepared a quiet room for the abbot and his disciples to rest.
The abbot of Longyang Temple told the fire-worker to return to the temple alone, while he himself went into the room with a restless mind.
The two young Taoist boys had already taken off their robes and huddled under the covers. Seeing the abbot enter the room with a heavy heart, they secretly chuckled.
The abbot of Longyang Temple was anxious because he couldn't think of a way to get close to Wang. Seeing the two young Taoist boys chuckling, he angrily said:
"You two little brats, what are you snickering about?"
The older of the two young Taoist boys was about fifteen or sixteen years old and his Taoist name was Xuanji; the younger of the two young Taoist boys was about fourteen years old and his Taoist name was Miaoji. Both of them had been adopted by the abbot of Longyang Temple since they were young.
Since the abbot usually had no chance to steal incense and jade, he would hold them in his arms to vent his desires. So, although the two were young, they were very mischievous.
Seeing his master lost in thought, Xuanji laughed and said, "Master must be heartbroken over that Lady Wang. No wonder, such a beautiful widow sleeping in the next room, even I, Xuanji, am a little itchy!" Miaoji reached out and scratched his cheek and said, "Shame on you, shame on you, shame on you. Master hasn't even gotten a chance to touch her yet, when will it be your turn?"
The abbot took off his Taoist robe, climbed onto the bed, and hugged Xuanji, saying, "You little brat, Master is holding back a lot of fire, and I'll have to use your ass as a starting point. If you say anything more, be careful Master will rupture your asshole!" Miaoji laughed and said, "That's right, that's right, before I've even penetrated her wet hole, my own ass is already blooming!" Xuanji was both angry and anxious, and hurriedly said, "Master, do him first, let's see if he's still greedy!" The abbot said, "Don't make a fuss, wait until I'm done, then you can do him!" As he spoke, he unbuckled Xuanji's belt, pulled down his pants, reached out and grabbed Xuanji's penis, stroking and squeezing it.
Xuanji turned around, pulled down his master's pants, took out his already erect penis, and said with a smile, "Master has really stored up enough fire tonight, no need for your disciple to tire it out."
The abbot grabbed Xuanji's buttocks with one hand and vigorously rubbed his penis with the other, saying, "Xuanji, if Master can seduce Lady Wang, you will surely benefit!"
Then, he called out, "Miaoji, come and play the flute with Master!" Miaoji responded, stepped over Xuanji's body, rested her head on the abbot's lower abdomen, lifted his penis, opened her mouth and took it in, slowly stroking his penis up and down with one hand and caressing his scrotum with the other.
Taking advantage of the moment, Xuanji sat up, dipped his finger in the lamplight on the table, dabbed some sesame oil, and then smeared it on his anus. He muttered to himself, "Master won't be able to enjoy tender mutton tonight, so he'll be covered in stench. Better to take precautions early to protect my anus."
Xuanji hadn't been sucking on it for long when he felt a sticky fluid seeping from his master's glans. He couldn't help but smack his lips and say,
"So salty! So salty!"
The abbot of Longyang Temple felt an increasing heat rising in his lower abdomen. Thinking of Lady Wang, who was likely already undressed and sleeping alone under the lamp, his desire grew stronger. He then ordered Xuanji to lie face down on the bed, arching his buttocks, while he guided his penis in, slowly penetrating him.
A cry of "Aiya!" was heard, and Xuanji trembled as the abbot of Longyang Temple inserted his entire magnificent penis to the hilt.
The abbot of Longyang Temple pressed one hand against Xuanji's lower abdomen, while the other continued to fondle Xuanji's penis and scrotum, thrusting rapidly.
At first, Xuanji felt a tightness in his anus, as if it were about to burst, so he frowned and moaned softly.
But after a few thrusts, his anus began to secrete fluid, making the penetration smoother and producing an indescribable pleasure.
At the same time, Xuanji's penis, under the abbot's constant caresses, had also become erect!
As the abbot thrust rapidly, he intensified his manipulation of Xuanji's penis, excitedly exclaiming, "Xuanji... Master, I... I feel so good! Are you... comfortable? Oh, oh... your little darling is erect too! So hard, so hot!"
Xuanji, feeling the waves of intoxicating stimulation emanating from his anus, and his own penis throbbing and swollen under his master's vigorous manipulation, couldn't help but cry out excitedly,
"Master, your disciple is also enjoying it! Oh, oh, thrust faster... um, um, that's right... your hands should speed up too!"
Both master and disciple were immersed in the rough and pleasurable masculine pleasure!
About half an hour later, Abbot Longyang was already aroused. His hand, which had been supporting Xuanji's buttocks, now gripped his buttocks tightly. His boiling blood clouded his judgment, and he threw all dignity to the winds, shouting despicably, "I'll fuck you! I'll fuck you! I'll fuck your cunt, you wretched Wang!" Xuanji, also under the double stimulation, trembled with excitement. His hard, swollen penis quivered. Looking up, he saw Miaoji playing with his penis and, on a sudden inspiration, said, "Master, my hands and feet are a little sore. I imagine you must be tired too. Why don't we lie down and do it?" Abbot Longyang, in the throes of passion, thought that lying down would allow him to... Physical contact increased the pleasure of their intimate contact, just like holding Lady Wang in his arms. He nodded and said, "Alright." The two continued their work lying on their sides. Xuanji then called out, "Miaoji, quickly take off your pants and let your senior brother relieve his fire!" Miaoji was unwilling, but fearing her master's scolding, she obediently took off her clothes, lay on her side, and arched her buttocks toward Xuanji's lower body, whispering, "Senior brother, be gentle, it would be best to spit some saliva to lubricate my anus first."
Xuanji chuckled wickedly, "I'll take care of you, don't worry!"
Hearing her senior brother's tone, Miaoji knew he had ill intentions, so she spat some saliva into her palm, then dipped her fingers in it and inserted it into her anus for lubrication.
Xuanji spread Miaoji's buttocks apart with both hands, then, holding his already erect penis, forced it into Miaoji's anus.
The three of them, master and disciples, were like fish swimming side by side, groaning and moaning as they clung to each other, creating an extremely absurd and lewd scene.
[The End]

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