Four Phoenixes Welcome the Dragon

I. The Enchantment of Eggplant: A Timeless Tale

At the end of Huian Street in Chaoyang City, nestled at the foot of Xishan Mountain, lies a secluded and elegant upscale residential area.
The houses here are luxurious, inhabited by high-ranking officials, wealthy merchants, and social elites.

At the foot of the mountain stands a magnificent garden villa, surrounded by red brick walls, exuding an air of grandeur.
The owner of this house is named Niu Dacheng, a

man with a unique talent for currying favor and flattery, which allowed him to rise smoothly from a mere clerk to the rank of department head. Niu Dacheng is adept at social maneuvering and greedy for money; during his tenure, he embezzled a considerable amount of gold and US dollars.
As is often the case with those who possess wealth and power, Niu Dacheng is no exception.
Besides his first wife, he also took three stunningly beautiful concubines.

After resigning as department head, Niu Dacheng ceased all official duties, spending his days at home indulging in the pleasures of his harem.

However, he was advanced in years, his vitality waning. Although he was well-nourished, maintained his health with proper methods, and regularly injected hormones and ate ginseng-steamed young chicken, his aging body, even with the most

potent elixirs, could not reverse his aging. His three concubines, in particular, were young and idle, spending their days eating and drinking to watch stimulating movies or reading erotic novels and magazines.

How could Niu Dacheng's long-lasting, slender penis possibly satisfy the raging sexual desires of four wives?
Niu Dacheng's first wife, He Suzhen, was originally a beautiful young lady from a prominent family. After finishing junior high school, she married Niu Dacheng prematurely due to the war.

Perhaps her womb was uncooperative, or perhaps Niu Dacheng's love was fickle, but she never became pregnant after marriage, giving birth to one son and one daughter, thus maintaining her beauty.

The second concubine, Yang Mahui, was only twenty-five years old this year. She was incredibly beautiful, with an oval face, phoenix eyes, delicate eyebrows, a pretty nose, cherry lips, a slender waist, snow-white skin, and delicate, boneless fingers. Her long, slender legs were truly alluring.

A single flirtatious glance or a smile from her could be captivating; even an eighty-year-old man would feel his heart flutter with lust.

The third and fourth concubines were both young women in their mid-twenties. In terms of elegance and beauty, they surpassed the second concubine.

They were naturally beautiful, and thanks to good nutrition, their skin was so delicate it seemed like it could be broken with a touch. Their breasts resembled two pointed peaks, and their slender waists and full, rounded hips created exceptionally curvaceous figures. Their eyes were clear as autumn water, with a distinct black and white, and their teeth were bright red and white. It was a pity there wasn't a Miss China pageant back then; otherwise, she would have undoubtedly outshone everyone and won the title.

Niu Dacheng, with these four stunning beauties, could be proud and envied by all, but this also brought him endless pain and trouble.

Approaching sixty, his body weakened, he endured nightly passions, a truly agonizing ordeal.
His four wives, thirsting for him, were unwilling to let go of the nights they only had every four days.

One morning, he was supposed to spend the night in the first wife's room, but she was unwell, allowing him a good night's sleep, so he rose early.

That morning, the weather was fine and the sun was warm. His three concubines rose one after another, wearing brightly colored nightgowns, and went to the back garden to breathe in the fresh air.

The morning light shone on their rosy faces, making them appear even more beautiful.

Second concubine Yang Ma Hui squatted before a rose, her eyes gazing at the blooming flower. She sighed inwardly, saying, "Rose, oh rose, how vibrant and beautiful you are, yet no one waters you, leaving this lovely flower to suffer loneliness and neglect in this garden."

As she was reflecting on herself through the rose, she suddenly heard a soft giggle behind her. Turning around, she saw her third sister, He Xinghua.

"What makes you so happy?" Yang Ma Hui asked.

The third concubine swayed gracefully towards the second concubine, squatted down, and softly replied, "Yesterday I saw something strange. I got up and looked for you, but when I went to your room, I didn't see you..." "
What strange thing?" Yang Ma Hui asked eagerly.

"Eggplant can be intoxicating? Isn't that an ancient tale?"

"Third sister, you're really making a fuss over nothing. How many nuns and widows use mandarin duck sticks to relieve itching and intoxication? What's the difference between that and using eggplant?"

He Xinghua giggled again, her voice like silver bells.

"Third Sister, have you gone mad? Laughing for no reason."

He Xinghua sighed, stopping her giggles, and said, "I saw a wooden stick under Second Sister's pillow, it was unusually smooth, was it a mandarin duck stick? What was it for?"

She paused slightly, then continued, "Second Sister, you knew that wooden stick could relieve itching, why didn't you tell me sooner? It made me so itchy I couldn't sleep at night, you're so heartless..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fourth Concubine came out of the house into the garden. Third Concubine quickly beckoned, saying, "Fourth Sister, come here quickly, I have something to ask you."

Fourth Concubine Jin Lili, seeing her third sister beckoning, quickly went over and said, "Third Sister, what is it?"
"How did the eggplant taste last night..."

Fourth Concubine interrupted before Third Concubine could finish, "Third Sister, don't talk nonsense, who wants to eat eggplant..."
"Stop pretending to be confused! Last night you inserted that long, thick eggplant into your vagina, thrusting it in and out while muttering incantations. I saw it with my own eyes. Can you still deny it?"

Fourth Concubine Jin Lili, her secret exposed, blushed crimson and buried her head in her chest, remaining silent for a long time.

Second Concubine, seeing her fourth sister's shyness, giggled and said, "Third Sister, if you want to know the pleasure, why ask others? Go to the kitchen and get an eggplant, try it and you'll know."

"Yes, Third Sister, if you want to experience the pleasure, choose a long, thick eggplant and try it, but be careful not to let it break inside."

At this, the three of them couldn't help but giggle.

Suddenly, a soft murmur came from behind. Turning around, they saw Niu Dacheng and his eldest sister standing in front of a clump of peonies. The three of them went over to greet them.

Niu Dacheng had already heard what the three concubines were saying and was thinking about this difficult problem.

Suddenly, three concubines approached, each with a radiant smile, their expressions a mixture of resentment and affection.

The love of beauty is human nature, but the preciousness of life is also highly valued. Niu Dacheng's aging and frail body was simply unable to satisfy the insatiable desires of his four beautiful wives and concubines. He was truly willing but unable; if he didn't devise a suitable way to satisfy their physical needs, his old life would surely end in these frivolous affairs.
In truth, he had long admired his three insatiable and demanding concubines, willingly admitting defeat. He had long hoped they would find someone to bring them joy, allowing him some peace and quiet so he could use his remaining energy for more womanizing.

However, although the three concubines were inclined to seek out other lovers, they were constrained by Niu Dacheng's lewd power and could only resort to using sex toys and eggplants to resolve this serious problem.

Seeing two hens digging in the mud under the flowering tree, looking for earthworms to eat, Niu Dacheng had a sudden idea. He bent down, picked up a small stone, and threw it at the hens, shouting, "You'll never get enough to eat if you just stay at home looking for earthworms! Why don't you go outside and find some wild food to fill your stomach?"

The three concubines, failing to grasp the implied meaning of Niu Dacheng's scolding of the hens, assumed the hens had damaged the flowerbed and simultaneously turned to chase the two hens out of the garden.

Niu Dacheng's first wife, however, was quite clever. She understood the implication and smiled slightly, saying, "Dacheng, are you feeling overwhelmed?"

Niu Dacheng sighed deeply and nodded, saying, "My old and frail body can no longer satisfy their burning desires." "

That's a wise and enlightened method, satisfying their sexual needs while allowing you to rest." "

I've long intended to send them out, but I found it difficult to say it. Today, I used the hens to hint at it; perhaps they haven't grasped the deeper meaning of my words." "You

don't need to worry about that. If you have this intention, I'll convey it to them separately."

Although Niu Dacheng had hinted at allowing his three concubines to seek pleasure outside, he was inwardly deeply pained and saddened. His beautiful concubines were being embraced and played with by other men.

But what could he do?

Although he had spoken the words, he was still unwilling, his brows furrowed as he stared blankly at the graceful backs of his three concubines.

"What's wrong? Are you upset?" his first wife asked, noticing his displeasure.
Niu Dacheng sighed inwardly and said, "Why hasn't anyone in the world invented a magic pill to reverse aging? Otherwise, how lucky and happy I've been in my life!"

"Don't daydream," Niu Dacheng replied. "Honestly, your life hasn't been wasted. These past few years, you've eaten, drunk, and played, surrounded by beautiful women. Aren't you satisfied?"

"Yes, I've certainly enjoyed plenty of pleasure these past few years, but money and beauty are always welcome. The only pity is

that old age is approaching, what can I do?" "My life has been wasted! Since marrying you, when have you ever satisfied my sexual desires? Every time, you've given up halfway, leaving me unbearably thirsty."

"Zhen, I know I've let you down. I haven't fulfilled my duties as a husband. From now on, I will use my remaining energy to let you enjoy a few years of happiness."

Madam Niu was in her prime, her sexual needs even greater than those of a young woman.

Hearing her husband's words, she felt a surge of pleasure, and unknowingly, her small Peach Blossom Spring was filled with passion. She leaned against Niu Dacheng, her delicate body swaying.

Niu Dacheng reached out and embraced her slender waist, lowering his head to kiss her face. He felt her face burning hot and gently asked, "Zhen, are you feeling unwell?"

"Cheng, I feel an itch down there, it's very uncomfortable."

Niu Dacheng understood that his wife's desire was aroused, and her blood was surging. "Zhen, let's go back to the room. I will do my best to make you happy."

II. Turning the Tide: The Old Man Pushes the Cart

The First Wife stood up, took Niu Dacheng's hand, and they walked back to the bedroom. As soon as the door closed, they embraced.

The wife, who had been deprived for a long time, was aroused by this passionate embrace. Her little paradise had become a spring, and her lustful fluids gushed out.

At this moment, she didn't know where the strength came from, but she picked up Niu Dacheng's body and fell onto the bed.

She wrapped one arm around Niu Dacheng's neck and reached into his crotch with the other to touch his penis.

Niu Dacheng gently pushed her away, saying, "Zhen, don't be so impatient."

"Oh, I'm so itchy, I can't wait."

Although Niu Dacheng was old and frail, he was once a veteran in the world of romance, and he had a real knack for dealing with women. This skill was something he had learned in the world of romance.

A man's orgasm is only once; once he ejaculates, everything is over. A woman's orgasm, however, can be three or four times. One or two orgasms are not enough; she needs three or four orgasms, until she is exhausted, to be satisfied.

If you immediately mount her and thrust straight in, unless you have the skill of not ejaculating, it is extremely difficult for an ordinary person to hold back for forty or fifty minutes without ejaculating and to make the other person feel satisfied.

He knew to first stimulate and arouse her with his caresses, making his wife's blood boil and her vagina full of blood, so that her vaginal fluids would naturally flow out.

After passionately kissing his wife for a while, Niu Dacheng slowly removed her clothes, trousers, bra, and panties.

He hadn't properly admired her body in years, and he did so as he undressed her.

His wife's body, though a little plump, was still as white and tender as tofu, smooth and without a single scar.

His wife, He Suzhen, had never given birth; her breasts were still firm and high, the nipples purplish-red like cherries.

Niu Dacheng began kissing his wife from her forehead down to her nipples, where he sucked and licked them vigorously with his tongue.

He Suzhen, aroused by his sucking, cried out in a soft voice, "Oh, it itches so much, Dacheng, hurry up and put your penis in!"

Niu Dacheng ignored her, sucking and licking both nipples before continuing his kisses down to her navel.

At this moment, He Suzhen's desire burned fiercely, the kiss making her body hot. Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed Niu Dacheng's glans, pulling it towards her vulva.

Niu Dacheng pinched her armpit, and He Suzhen felt a sudden tickle, giggling softly. Her hand, which had been gripping his penis, automatically loosened.

"You're so naughty! I'm so impatient, but I had to run into you, you slowpoke."

Niu Dacheng continued to slowly lick her navel with his tongue. He Suzhen felt pleasure in her body, but her vulva ached even more. Her peach blossom cave seemed to have its cork pulled out of a bottle, and copious amounts of lustful fluid flowed out.

He Suzhen tried to grab Niu Dacheng's glans, but his body had already moved down, and her jade-like arms weren't long enough to reach it. Angrily, she slapped Niu Dacheng on the back with a soft "smack," and cried out in a sweet voice, "Dacheng, are you deliberately trying to make me itch to death before you'll put your penis inside?"

"Don't be impatient, I'll definitely make you moan and feel good."

Saying this, he pulled out a pillow and placed it under his wife's buttocks. Upon closer inspection, a thick, dark patch of pubic hair covered a large area of her lower abdomen, and her vulva was covered in white fluid, soaking a large patch of the white sheet.

Niu Dacheng lifted his wife's two long, smooth, white thighs and placed them on his shoulders, raising He Suzhen's buttocks high. His mouth was aimed at her vulva, and his tongue licked away the fluid flowing from her vulva, then continued licking inside.

He Suzhen felt a mix of soreness, numbness, and pleasure from his licking, moaning, "Oh, this is so pleasurable! Oh, I'm going to die, it's so itchy!"

Niu Dacheng's tongue suddenly shot out, and with a soft "plop," his rather long tongue slipped into the woman's vagina.

He slowly licked the walls of her uterus with the tip of his tongue, and He Suzhen's warm, blood-filled uterus felt incredibly pleasurable. She

couldn't help but moan, "Oh...so pleasurable!" Although she felt pleasurable and comfortable, she felt that Niu Dacheng's tongue was too short to reach her clitoris, which was a bit of a disappointment. She grabbed Niu Dacheng's head with both hands and pressed it down desperately, wishing she could bury his entire head inside her vagina to feel truly satisfied.

Niu Dacheng, having exhausted much of his energy from the passionate foreplay, suddenly sneezed as his wife pressed her head down, her nostrils pressed against his vulva. Snot mingled with his vaginal fluid, leaving a thick layer of white liquid clinging to He Suzhen's pubic hair, which clung tightly to her vulva.

Madam Niu was startled; her open cervix abruptly contracted. Fortunately, Niu Dacheng's tongue had already retreated into his mouth, preventing it from being trapped by the contracting cervix.

She quickly released her grip on Niu Dacheng's head, sat up straight, placed her left hand on his chest, and gently patted his back with her right, asking, "Dacheng, did you catch a chill? Did it hurt your lungs?"
Niu Dacheng shook his head and said, "No."

She looked down at Niu Dacheng's lips and saw that his gray beard was covered in semen and snot. She grabbed her briefs and wiped the semen and snot from Niu Dacheng's lips, then pulled out her briefs... She crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into her vulva. Her jade-like hands cupped Niu Dacheng's cheeks, and she smiled slightly, saying, "Dacheng, you lick so well, you lick my core! The soreness, numbness, and itchiness all come together—it's truly a combination of pleasure and pain! It's a pity it's too short; you can't lick my flower bud. It's really not satisfying!"

At this moment, Niu Dacheng's pajama bottoms had already been pulled down by his wife. She casually grabbed Niu Dacheng's penis and grasped the glans, gently rubbing it with her delicate thumb.

Niu Dacheng's long-spent, silvery-white penis, rubbed until it swelled with hot blood and became hard and erect.

He Suzhen used her left hand to remove Niu Dacheng's pajamas, pushed him down onto the bed, bent down, opened her mouth, and suddenly shoved Niu Dacheng's penis into her mouth.

She held his penis in her mouth, gently sucking and licking it with her tongue. Niu Dacheng felt extremely comfortable, his glans bouncing inside her mouth.

After sucking for a while, she licked his glans again. Niu Dacheng was moved by her licking and immediately grabbed his wife's head, saying, "Zhen, quickly spit out the glans, I'm about to ejaculate."

He Suzhen immediately stopped sucking and gently bit down with her teeth.

"Zhen, if you keep sucking, you'll draw out my semen, and you won't have a chance to stop the itch in the rush."
His words struck a chord with her. She suddenly spat out his penis, stood up, and straddled Niu Dacheng's waist.

She used her index fingers to spread her vulva apart. Niu Dacheng saw that the uterine wall she had spread apart was purplish-red, and the opening was covered with vaginal fluid, as if she were spitting saliva from a wide-open mouth.

Such a delicate opening, once revealed, would make anyone's heart flutter, let alone Niu Dacheng's glans, which she had been sucking for so long! Filled with lust, his eyes fixed on that wet, glistening opening, his glans throbbed sensitively.

He Suzhen squatted down, her vulva aligned with the erect glans, and suddenly sat down.

With a soft "tsk," the glans slid in completely into the small peach blossom cave.

He Suzhen leaned forward slightly, her two jade-like hands pressing against the bed beside Niu Dacheng, her hips slowly swaying from side to side. The glans pressed perfectly against her clitoris, and a tingling sensation spread through the small peach blossom cave. A few throbbing movements produced squeaking and smacking sounds, mingling with He Suzhen's joyful moans, creating a symphony rarely heard in heaven.

To satisfy his wife's desires, Niu Dacheng suppressed his lust, determined not to ejaculate.

He pressed his hands on the bed, slightly supporting his body, his hips responding to He Suzhen's movements, thrusting upwards repeatedly.

His glans pounded against He Suzhen's clitoris, making Madam Niu cry out in pleasure, "Yes, harder! Thrust upwards harder! My little hole isn't itchy anymore! Ah, so good! Oh, I'm so happy! I'm floating on air..."

Niu Dacheng raised his head and glanced at his wife's face, seeing tears streaming down her cheeks. He asked, "Why are you crying? Is something wrong?"

He Suzhen closed her eyes, fully enjoying the sensation of his glans against her clitoris. She said in a coquettish voice, "Dacheng, don't worry about me. Just thrust upwards as hard as you can. Even if you fuck me to death, I'll be willing."

"Oh! Oh! I'm so happy!"

Niu Dacheng exclaimed, hearing her cries of pleasure. She groaned with pleasure, but her slender waist stopped twisting. At the same time, her vulva seemed to burst open, and her juices flowed from the glans, soaking her navel and between her legs.

He Suzhen's alluring eyes were tightly closed, lost in ecstasy. Just moments before, her legs had been supporting her, but

now, exhausted, she stretched out her legs and threw herself onto Da Cheng.

Niu Da Cheng's silver-plated spear, unable to last, was already panting heavily, his strength failing him as he pressed his wife's entire body against him, unable to thrust any further.

After He Suzhen's climax subsided, she slowly opened her eyes and softly said, "Dacheng, why aren't you erect?"

"Zhen, I've tried my best. Your whole body is pressing down on me, how can I possibly lift up?"

"Alright, let's change positions, turn things upside down, and have an old man push the cart."

Suddenly—

a chorus of "Ouch! It's so itchy!" could be heard from outside the window. "

Ouch! It's more exciting to watch than dry! "

"Ouch, I can't take it anymore, I'm wet!"

III. Beautiful Women Laying Down, Old Man Showing His Skills

Niu Dacheng turned his head and saw his three concubines standing side by side by the window, their faces full of resentment and envy. He said, "All three of you go and bring your anti-itch treasures. I want to perform a family portrait for you."
Upon hearing this, the three concubines' resentful faces immediately turned red. They all felt somewhat embarrassed.

But Niu Dacheng had already established his authority over his three concubines, and none dared disobey his order. They immediately returned to their rooms and brought back eggplants and mandarin duck sticks.

In a flash, they all returned. He Suzhen got out of bed, opened the door, and the three concubines entered the room together.
The Niu household had few people, except for a sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid, an old woman who did laundry, and a young and strong driver.

But they were all terrified of Niu Dacheng's lewd power, and without his and his wife's call, none dared to sneak into the room.

After He Suzhen and her three sisters entered the room, she only left the door ajar, not locking it.

After the three women stood in line, Niu Dacheng also sat up. He closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and regulated his breathing for a while. Then he opened his eyes and saw his three concubines standing side by side in front of the bed. He said, "Take off all your clothes."

The three concubines looked at each other and immediately began to undress. In a moment, all three were completely naked.

After they had undressed, Niu Dacheng said, "Line up in order so I can have a good look at you. Whoever has the smoothest, whitest skin will get an extra prize."

In the blink of an eye, four naked beauties stood in a row facing Niu Dacheng, as if in a beauty pageant. To please him and win the prize, they first performed a series of seductive moves, each flirting and swaying their hips, displaying their charms.

Niu Dacheng, with wide eyes and focused intently, examined them one by one, scrutinizing them from head to toe.
He only noticed that the First Madam was a bit plumper and lacked the slenderness of the others, but her skin was generally the same—smooth and delicate, with no significant difference.

However, each concubine's breasts had their own unique characteristics. The first wife's breasts resembled two large bowls covering her chest, drooping slightly downwards. The second wife's breasts were like medium-sized bowls, while the third and fourth wives' breasts were like small bowls, firm, upright, and pointed with purplish-red nipples.

But their pubic areas differed greatly. The first wife's pubic hair was thick and coarse, her vulva protruding high like a steamed bun, with a deep, slightly reddish groove separating the vulva. A bright red clitoris hung high above the entrance, suggesting recent, unsatisfied friction, hence its fiery red hue.

The second wife's vulva was lower, with sparse pubic hair, only a tuft on top, slightly yellowish. Her labia were tightly closed, like a clam shell.

The third wife's pubic hair was also plentiful, but not as long or thick as the first wife's; it was curled, like freshly permed hair. Her vulva was smaller than both the first and second wives'. It was a bag-shaped vulva.

The fourth concubine's pubic hair was wide but sparse, short and thin, probably because she was young and hadn't fully grown in. Although her vulva was also round, it wasn't as plump as the first concubine's.

All four women had long, even thighs, smooth and without a single scar, making them quite beautiful.

Their faces were different, but each was extremely beautiful, each with their own strengths. Unless one was an aesthetic expert, it would be extremely difficult to distinguish who was first and who was second.

After observing for a while, Niu Dacheng said, "Turn around."

At his command, the four women turned around at the same time, standing with their backs to Niu Dacheng, so that only their slender waists and buttocks could be admired from behind.

However, the first concubine's slender waist was thick and did not meet the beauty standard, while her buttocks were very large, like two snowdrifts.
The second, third, and fourth concubines had slender buttocks that were large and round, all arched at the same height, and their measurements were all within the standard range.

Although Niu Dacheng had admired their bodies before, it had always been at night, and only individually. Now, in this well-lit room, with four naked women standing in a row, this was the first time. Even though they were his long-time wives and concubines, the sight stirred his heart. His long-suppressed penis rose and bounced like a drumstick.

After admiring each one, he called out, "Hui, you come to bed first."

Hearing Dacheng tell her to go to bed first, the second concubine assumed it was because she was more beautiful than her sisters. Overjoyed, she swiftly took a large step and jumped onto the bed.

With her right hand, she embraced Niu Dacheng's neck, pressed her cherry lips to his, and shared a passionate kiss. Her left hand deftly reached down to his lower body, grasping his penis. It felt incredibly hot, a burning sensation that sent a shiver through her, her blood rushing, her womb overflowing with heat, and her juices flowing uncontrollably.

"Darling, baby, your penis is so hot," the second concubine said in a coquettish voice.

"Hui! Lie down on the inside," Niu Dacheng ordered.

The third concubine immediately flopped onto the bed, rolled over twice, and rolled to the inside of the bed, lying on her back with her legs spread apart, her right palm wiping her vulva.

Niu Dacheng's bed was specially designed, four tatami mats wide, enough to sleep five or six people without any problem.

Looking around, he saw that the third concubine was sleeping too low, so he ordered, "Hui, lie up a little."
The second concubine pulled her legs together and pushed herself up on the bed, moving her body up more than a foot.

After seeing that she was settled, Niu Dacheng called the first wife to the bed, her head resting on the third concubine's buttocks, so that the two of them were lying in a straight line.

They didn't understand how Niu Dacheng was going to play with them, so they could only obey his orders, lying on their backs, getting into position, waiting for him to penetrate them.

Niu Dacheng called his second and fourth concubines to bed as well. The second concubine lay down with her buttocks resting on the first wife's right shoulder, her legs spread and bent, her feet flat on the bed to reduce pressure.

The fourth concubine lay to the first wife's left, her buttocks level with the first wife's shoulder. The three concubines lay in a horizontal line.

After seeing that they were settled, Niu Dacheng stood up and looked around. He took a pair of mandarin duck rods in his right hand and an eggplant in his left, and knelt between the first wife's legs. Suddenly, he bent down, and his erect penis plunged into the first wife's vagina.

"Oh, it's all the way in! How wonderful!" the first wife exclaimed, crossing her legs and squeezing Niu Dacheng's waist tightly.

Niu Dacheng inserted the mandarin duck rod in his right hand into the second concubine's vagina and the eggplant in his left hand into the fourth concubine's vagina. He thrust in and out continuously, and his penis continued to thrust.

All three of them moaned.

The third concubine heard them all exclaiming in pleasure, but didn't see Niu Dacheng make a move on her. Just as she was about to look up, she suddenly felt the tip of Niu Dacheng's jaw pressing against her vulva, rubbing incessantly. The short, hard bristles prickled her, giving her immense pleasure and comfort. She cried out, "Oh, the bristles are so stimulating!"

At this moment, the first and fourth concubines began to twist their hips together, the steel springs making a series of creaking sounds. The erotic device and the glans kept thrusting, producing squeaking sounds from inside her vulva, and moaning sounds that intertwined into a melody rarely heard in heaven and earth. Even the world-renowned composer Beethoven could not compose such a moving tune.

The third concubine's vulva, pricked by Niu Dacheng's short, hard bristles, caused her to gush with lustful fluid, which flowed onto the first concubine's chest.

But at this moment, the first concubine only felt the intense pleasure of her clitoris. Not to mention the lustful fluid flowing onto her chest, or the pressure of his buttocks on her, she felt nothing. Even if she were stabbed, she wouldn't feel any pain.

Although the third concubine's vulva was being stimulated by the pricking of his beard, the clitoris inside her was unbearably itchy. She cried out, "Oh, my vulva is so itchy, it's so uncomfortable!"

Niu Dacheng suddenly stuck out his tongue and inserted it into her vulva, moving the tip of his tongue left and right, up and down. Fortunately, the third concubine's uterus was shallow, and although his tongue was short, the tip of his tongue could just reach her clitoris.

The tongue was more flexible than a penis, and the sensation of licking her clitoris was ten times more pleasurable than being penetrated.

She closed her eyes, fully enjoying this supreme pleasure that was both intoxicating and unforgettable.

Niu Dacheng's ingenious method of dealing with four women was truly a rare and extraordinary tale. Five women in one bed, each enjoying themselves to the fullest—it was a truly novel and interesting affair.

Their intense battle of flesh was so exciting that they even forgot about lunchtime.

IV. The Young Maid's First Encounter with the Madam Niu

Dacheng usually drank a bowl of chicken soup around 11:00 AM after breakfast, which was always brought to him by the First Madam herself.

Today, however, there was no time to bring the soup. The maid, Yuejiao, had already prepared it, but it was nearly 11:30 AM, and the Madam hadn't come.

Afraid the soup would get cold and she would be scolded, she placed the bowl on a plate and carried the plate to the Madam's room.

The young maid, Yuejiao, was experiencing her first stirrings of love and had never tasted the sweetness of passion. As she approached the Madam's door, she heard strange noises coming from inside: "Humph! Oh! Oh!" She wondered what was happening inside.

Holding the soup, she stopped and listened for a while, finding the sounds increasingly pleasant, even melodious.

Yuejiao went over and peeked inside, nearly screaming in fright, almost dropping the plate she was carrying.

She turned to leave, but after about five or six steps, she couldn't help but stop. Whether it was driven by curiosity or by the fact that Niu Dacheng and his wife's nude scene was so captivating, she put the plate on the ground and tiptoed back to watch for a while.

But her heart was pounding like a deer's. She walked to the door of the madam's room, stopped, and peered inside. She saw Master Niu's buttocks moving rhythmically.

His right hand held a pair of mandarin duck rods, his left hand a dildo, thrusting in and out forcefully. His long, flat-topped hair was buried between the third concubine's thighs.

The first madam and the three concubines trembled uncontrollably. Her face flushed red, then turned white, then red again. Her blood rushed through her veins, her muscles went weak, and she felt a stinging, itchy sensation.

Especially her untouched vulva, which itched terribly. She watched for a while, then dared not look any longer. She turned and, carrying the plate, hurried to the kitchen.

Yuejiao returned to the kitchen, her heart still pounding. It felt like tiny insects were crawling inside her small vulva; it was incredibly uncomfortable.

She quickly put down the plate, pressed her hand against her vulva through her pants, and rubbed it haphazardly. The more she rubbed, the itchier it became, so she couldn't help but stick her right hand inside her panties and dig around with her fingers.

Suddenly, she felt a tightness all over her body, a tingling and numb sensation in her vaginal opening, incredibly pleasurable. The area her fingers were digging into was wet and sticky.

Lacking any knowledge of sex, she thought it was urine, so she pulled her right hand out and smelled it. It had a fishy

, pungent smell and was sticky. "Huh, what is this stuff? Why is this white and sticky stuff coming out of my vagina? I just had my period five days ago, and it was red. How could this white menstrual blood be coming out?" She thought to herself, "Something must be wrong. My menstrual blood has changed color."

Just as she was about to go to the tap to wash her hands, Master Niu's driver, Hua Benshan, suddenly walked in and said, "Ajiao, it's twelve o'clock. Aren't you going to start dinner yet? Shall I help you set the table?"

"You rascal, get out! Who needs your help?" Her skirt and trousers were soaked through, and she was afraid Hua Benshan would see and laugh at her, so she spoke angrily, wanting to chase him out.

Hua Benshan and Yuejiao had been at the Niu residence for a long time, and they had long been secretly in love. The secluded spots near the Niu residence bore the marks of their lovemaking.

He hadn't expected to help Ajiao, and Ajiao was suddenly angry with him. She sighed and said, "Ajiao, are you upset that I didn't come to help earlier?"

"Get out, get out! Who's upset that you came?"

Hua Benshan stepped on the threshold, seeing how angry she was, he was truly in a dilemma, standing there in a daze.
At this moment... A strange conflict arose in Ajiao's heart. She wasn't truly angry with him; she felt she wanted him to leave, yet she also didn't want him to go. She turned her head slightly, stealing a glance at him, and seeing him standing there in a daze, she smiled to herself.

Hua Benshan stood there for a moment, then mustered his courage and called out, "If we don't serve dinner, Master will scold us."

"They're very busy right now; they won't have time to eat until two o'clock in the afternoon," Yuejiao replied.

"What are Master and Master busy with? Can I go and help them?"

Yuejiao couldn't help but giggle, saying, "Can you really help them? Aren't you ashamed?"
"Helping others is the source of happiness. I've never heard anyone say they'd be ashamed of helping others."
"Go, go! Nobody's stopping you. Go help Master's husband! Go quickly, go quickly!"
Hua Benshan was a young man of twenty-one or twenty-two, with a great physique—tall, round-faced, broad-shouldered, and with dark, shiny skin—a sign of good health.

This young man was well-mannered. After graduating from junior high school at fifteen, he learned to drive and, through the introduction of Zhu Yecheng, the cousin of the fourth concubine, came to the Niu family to drive a car. He was usually very diligent and was well-liked by Niu Dacheng and his wife. In particular, the three concubines secretly fell in love with him, but were afraid that Niu Dacheng wouldn't dare to make a move.

He noticed that Ajiao was speaking somewhat incoherently today and assumed that she had been scolded by the wife and was taking it out on him, so he had no choice but to turn around and see what the master and the others were busy with .

Yuejiao saw that he was really going to the wife's room and shouted, "You're such a bastard, they are..."
"What's wrong with going to see?"

"Are you looking for death!"

"Why are you talking so inconsistently today?"

"Turn around." This sentence was loud and commanding.

Hua Benshan loved her and was afraid of offending her and being ignored, so he turned back. He walked behind Yuejiao, raised his arms, grabbed her shoulders, and shook her, saying, "What are the master and mistress really busy with? Can't I even help them?"

"Shameless, the master, mistress, and concubine are busy... busy..."

At this moment, Hua Benshan understood a little. He leaned forward and kissed Yuejiao's face, saying, "It's daytime, and it'll be dry..."

Although Yuejiao had already wet herself once and had dug around with her hands, her vulva was still itchy and uncomfortable. His kiss, the scent of the young man, stirred her desire again. She couldn't help but turn to the side, open her arms, and hug Hua Benshan tightly, giving him a passionate kiss. Her abdomen pressed against Hua Benshan's lower abdomen, twisting and turning.

Hua Benshan and Yuejiao had been in love for two years, and she had never taken the initiative before. Even when Hua Benshan asked her to kiss him, she had repeatedly refused. Now that she was taking the initiative, he couldn't let the opportunity slip by. He suddenly grabbed her and their lips met tightly, their tongues sucking at each other in a kiss that lasted for two or three minutes.

Yuejiao was already aroused and could not withstand the passionate kiss and embrace. At this moment, her whole body was limp from the burning desire, and she said in a soft voice, "Hua, I have no strength at all... It's so itchy."

Hua Benshan's penis also twitched along with him. Suddenly, it sprang up and tore through his almost tattered underwear, sticking out from the buttonhole of his suit trousers, right against Yuejiao's vulva. If it weren't for Yuejiao's skirt and trousers, it would have already entered her jade gate.

Yuejiao was startled by the hard penis pressing against her, her buttocks twitching back as she asked in a coquettish voice, "Shan, what's that down there? It hurts so much."

"Ajiao, I just peed and forgot to button my shirt. Do you want to see it?"

"Oh! Oh!"

Hua Benshan knew his chance had come. He picked her up and carried her to the maid's room where Yuejiao usually slept.
Coincidentally, the old woman washing clothes was at her daughter's place because her daughter was giving birth. Master Niu, his wife, and their concubine were all in the middle of a passionate affair, and the large house was eerily quiet, with no one around.

Hua Benshan carried her into the room and placed her on the bed. He turned around, closed and locked the door, hurriedly took off his clothes, and jumped onto the bed.

He saw Yuejiao lying there lazily, her eyes half-closed, motionless. He bent down, kissed Yuejiao's pink face for a while, and then began to undress her.

Yuejiao raised her right hand and grasped Hua Benshan's large penis. It felt hot to the touch. She said weakly, "Shan, your thing is so big, so thick, and so hot."

"Ajiao, did you see Master and Madam doing 'work'?"

"They were both naked in bed. Master was on top of the First Madam, holding an eggplant in one hand and a wooden stick in the other, inserting it into the vaginas of two or three concubines. His head was buried between the thighs of the Third Concubine. It made me feel hot and itchy all over." "

Shall I use this penis to quench your thirst and relieve your itch?"

"Your thing is too big, my vagina is so small, won't it hurt? I'm afraid of pain!"

"No, I'll put it in slowly. It might hurt a little at first, but it'll feel better later."
"No, if you put it in and tear my vagina, and then you don't love me anymore, how can I marry someone else? Will anyone want this broken vagina of mine? No...no..."

"Yuejiao, I will always love you. I will marry you and never abandon you. Your vagina is made of flesh, how could it tear?"

"Your words are unreliable."

"If I'm lying, may I be struck by lightning and burned by fire."

Yuejiao saw that he had made a vow, and at the same time, her vulva was unbearably itchy inside and out. She said in a soft voice, "We didn't have a wedding ceremony."

"As long as we love each other, who cares about marriage?"

Saying this, he took off Yuejiao's clothes, pants, and panties all at once.

He saw that Yuejiao's body was snow-white, and her muscles were very tight. He pinched her nipple and felt it was hard, like a stone.

Her pubic hair was still very short and fine, and her two labia protruded, tightly closed, with only a thin slit, but the slit was sticky with some mucus.

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