Lin Ling's Bridal Chamber

With that shout, Lin Ling was led into the room by the old woman. Once inside, she put down the black memorial tablet and straightened up, letting out a soft sigh. The young maid, Qiao'er, stared at the bride's charming appearance, her eyes wide. She had heard that the eldest young master's wife was beautiful, the most beautiful young woman in the area. Even though her family was poor, her scholar father had raised her well, and her brothers had always doted on her. If it weren't for the tragedy that befell the scholar's family, how could they have so easily given this lovely young lady to the deceased eldest young master? Qiao'er glanced at the memorial tablet, thinking of the dashing eldest young master, and felt a pang of sadness. In truth, this beautiful young woman was only barely a match for the eldest young master. But, what could she do? The eldest young master went to sea and never returned; everyone on his ship had sunk to the bottom. The master and mistress, mindful of the hardship their eldest son endured to build the family fortune and his untimely death, wanted to ensure he had an heir. They arranged for him to marry a young woman from a scholar's family, and later, adopt nephews from their brothers, thus ensuring the eldest son's line would not end. "Young mistress, if you're tired, please go to sleep early. If you need anything, you can call me in to serve you," Qiao'er said with a smile, seeing the bride's slight fatigue, and then withdrew. Lin Ling waved her hand, yawning again. She had been woken up in the middle of the night and was truly exhausted. However, even though she was tired, she didn't want to sleep. Closing the door and making sure no one was there, Lin Ling looked around the room and felt a little more at ease. "Tonight, I hope there won't be any more of those strange dreams..." She covered her face, thinking of the scenes in her dreams, and raised her hand to rub her swollen breasts. Although she was only thirteen years old, her breasts were already very well-developed. When she went out, no one said she was only thirteen; most people said she was fifteen. In fact, the fact that these breasts could develop to this extent is remarkable.There was a reason for this. Ever since she arrived at Chu Kui, a man had been rubbing her breasts or licking her genitals every night. In her dreams, she was stimulated by the man to the point of ecstasy, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. After all, although the memories were vivid when she woke up, it was all just a dream. Thinking this, she forced herself not to sleep, but eventually, she fell asleep. Fog rolled in, enveloping her entire body. In this thick fog, she was like a rootless duckweed. "Ugh..." With just a slight movement, Lin Ling felt an annoying swelling in her chest. "Little Ling'er..." The man's mellow and pleasant voice rang out. Just hearing this voice made her legs clench tightly. She tried to open her eyes, wanting to see the man clearly. However, as usual, she could only see the man's figure, not his face. But even if she couldn't see clearly, she was convinced that this man was extremely beautiful and had a great figure. His jade-like hands gently cupped her chin, caressing it twice. The slightly cool sensation made her squirm. "My lord..." "Little Ling'er, today... is our wedding night, so what should we do today?" "W-whether... should we do it..." Lin Ling was terrified. She knew this day would come sooner or later. Because her lord had said he would properly marry her and make her his bride. "But, I'm marrying... Young Master Luo..." The man chuckled deeply, nibbling at her earlobe. "Hmm, Young Master Luo, is he... older than me, my lord..." As he spoke, he lifted her hand and placed it on his erect member. There, a long, swollen mound throbbed. The touch made his member twitch; even through her clothes, she could feel its burgeoning, murderous aura. Her heart contracted with this aura, burning with anxiety, yet strangely, she felt a strange longing. The man slowly and deliberately undressed her, kneading her well-developed breasts. "Hmm, my training these past two years hasn't been in vain; these are getting bigger and bigger." A thirteen-year-old girl's breasts, no matter how large, shouldn't be too big to hold. Yet, the man couldn't hold them with one hand; he cupped them with both, biting the trembling nipples. "Oh..." The warmth, hot and stimulating, made her scalp tingle, and she tightened her legs. Lin Ling instinctively closed her vulva, but the man's kneading still caused her head to tilt back in discomfort, her lips struggling to exhale. For a moment, she moaned and gasped as the man sucked and kneaded her. "These breasts are nice, but unfortunately, they haven't produced any milk yet." As he spoke, the man opened his mouth and bit the nipple again, pulling it outwards. "Ah...it hurts...it's swollen..." Lin Ling's legs trembled, and she tried to push him away, but the man leaned in, half-pressing down on her. His naked body half-crouched over her, his erect penis pounding and rubbing against her vulva. With each rough suck, his hands kneaded harder, but he stubbornly ignored her left breast. Lin Ling was in unbearable agony; she moaned, her legs kicking more violently, her slender waist trembling as she pressed herself against him. "My lord... my lord..." Desire seemed like a bottomless abyss; she knew she shouldn't succumb, yet, when he drew near, she inexplicably craved it. For a moment, she couldn't control her moans. With each thrust, she cried out and retreated. When his penis struck her vulva again, she gasped in pain, but the moment he withdrew, she clung to him again. Soon, her undergarments were soaked with his juices. "My lord, the left... the left..." "What's wrong with the left?" The man pulled her nipple out, a little too long, causing her pain, and she cried out again. She raised her hand and rubbed her nipples pitifully, "They're swollen...can I suck on them...?" The man smiled wickedly, licking her areolas as he watched them bud, his mischievous intent obvious. Lin Ling, anxious, puffed out her cheeks and rubbed them twice. But she was weak, and even squeezing her breasts until they were deformed, she still couldn't satisfy herself. Usually, her husband's rubbing felt so good, so satisfying. Why did she feel so empty and unbearable today? "My lord, suck...suck my milk..." This coquettish plea made the man bite down on her nipple uncontrollably, secretly cursing her as a little vixen. He covered her nipples with his hand. "Oh, so comfortable...it's still...my lord's rubbing is so good." "You little slut, you can't be lazy." He poked his penis hard into her palm, and the girl caught it, causing it to swell even more. Seeing the longan oozing with lust, she gulped down, and a pool of lustful fluid flowed from below. "My lord...it's so big." Looking at her flushed face, the man thrust smugly. "Once you swallow it, you'll know it's not just big, it can make little Ling'er feel like she's in heaven..." Thinking of how this thing had once been half-inserted into her vagina, the ecstasy of being stretched open, and the indescribable trembling sensation, Lin Ling felt both anticipation and shyness. Seeing this pure yet unpretentious little girl, the man leaned down and kissed her deeply again. "Little Ling'er, harder, brother...mmm, I like it." The man's sudden breath from her ear felt like an electric current, and Lin Ling tightened her grip on his penis. She squeezed, then released, repeating this, which made the man close his eyes in ecstasy, thrusting forward continuously. He kissed his way up Lin Ling's leg, reaching her slightly plump breasts, gently biting them and leaving a tooth mark, which made Lin Ling gasp and moan. His hands massaged and rubbed her skin, kissing her lower abdomen, occasionally giving her a light kiss. Until, his hands kneaded her large breasts. Looking at her innocent, childlike face, now tinged with desire by his touch, the man's eyes darkened. He lifted one of her legs, licking and kissing it while rubbing his penis against the outside of her vulva. Lin Ling thought it would be the same as before, just a few thrusts to make himself feel good. But—she didn't see the man's eyes darken, a faint trace of tenderness flashing across them, his body sinking down. Quickly and ruthlessly, he pierced her hymen with his penis. "Ugh…no…don't…" The moment her hymen broke, Lin Ling felt as if she were torn in two. She convulsed, pushing him away, crying and cursing him as a liar. The man kissed her lips, kneading her breasts incessantly. He pushed and scraped them in waves. His hands also rubbed her labia. After several rounds, when the man began to thrust, Lin Ling felt a wonderful sensation. It seemed that only the initial penetration hurt a little. Afterwards, it didn't hurt at all; instead, she felt that her lower body was so magically open, able to receive such a thick, hard penis. Through her tearful eyes, she curiously watched the man, his desire surging, as his thrusts became faster and faster, finding it all very novel. Stared at by her innocent eyes, the man was both amused and annoyed. He grabbed her breasts hard, then lifted his hips and thrust in forcefully. "Ah…" With this thrust, her breasts swayed, and a look of surprise appeared on her face. This infatuated look pleased the man, who gripped her waist with one hand and pounded into her with all his might. "Ah...oh...no...no...my lord...so fierce..." Though it was a plea for mercy, the man only became more vigorous upon hearing it. He braced her legs, half-kneeling before the bed, leaning forward, his penis thrusting in hard, then withdrawing with all his might. Each thrust made her breasts sway, yet the man's thrusts grew increasingly brutal. Watching her alluring, wanton, he only wished to make her cry and beg. Lin Ling felt this was a dream, it must be a dream, so she cried out without fear. Each time his penis entered, she could feel its bulging veins scraping against her tender flesh, then rubbing against her before withdrawing again, thrusting in hard once more. Each time, she wanted to cry, wanted to retreat, yet her body was as weak as water; when he withdrew, she craved more, wanted to be penetrated deeper. So, as soon as his penis withdrew, she pressed herself against him. After he thrust in again, she cried and screamed, trying to retreat. This repeated thrusting only made the man more ruthless and ferocious. He pounded into her with force, grabbing her hair, and the two quickly reached the bedside. He pulled her legs onto the bed, his penis still inside her, then stood up and began to pound her hard against her waist. Her round, fleshy buttocks felt like hitting a ball of flesh with each thrust. Each time, she would gasp and lunge forward. But the man held her hair, not allowing her to dodge his thick, long penis. After a few thrusts, Lin Ling felt her whole body trembling, her lower abdomen feeling as if a penis was piercing her. "No...no..." Tears streamed down her face as she screamed in terror, lunging forward. But the man only breathed harder, pounding and kneading her with his penis. The pleasure gradually intensified. Lin Ling couldn't take it anymore; she twisted her body frantically, begging for mercy. "My lord...please, don't do it anymore, you're ruining me... Waaah, you're ruining me..." Crying bitterly, she could no longer distinguish between pleasure and pain. She only felt stars flashing before her eyes, and her legs unconsciously opened, accepting the man's faster and more intense pleasure.A violent impact. The man, with his thick, swollen penis erect, pounded and thrust in haphazardly, without any rhyme or reason. "Oh... ah..." "My lord... my lord..." Lin Ling felt as if she were being fucked to death at this moment. The frenzied pleasure surging within her, the uncontrollable ecstasy, made her scream, kneading her breasts, kneeling, shouting, convulsing, reaching her first orgasm. Water gushed out. The man, his eyes bloodshot, suddenly raised his hand and slapped her vulva hard. "Ugh... no... it hurts..." A slight pain, combined with the lingering afterglow of her orgasm, made Lin Ling tremble again, clenching her vulva tightly. The man cursed her as a vixen and began thrusting again, gritting his teeth. Gushes of vaginal fluid spurted out, the throbbing heat making Lin Ling's body tremble, and she leaned back slightly to accommodate more of the man's penis. Cold? How could a man's ejaculation be cold? Inside. The sensation of that cold, damp semen was so intense; after all, her vulva, rubbed by the penis, was already burning hot. But now, what the man ejaculated was extremely cold. This feeling was so strong that Lin Ling suddenly woke up. She gasped for breath, trembling as she touched her breasts. Her breasts were still so large, but there was a puddle of moisture underneath. She felt incredibly embarrassed. It was clearly just a dream, so why did she have this… illusion that everything in the dream had actually happened? Reaching out, she parted her tender flesh, and frowned again. Those two sides… were slightly red and swollen. So, was this really her virginity being taken on her wedding night? She looked up at the door latch; it was securely latched. How could anyone be there? So, was all of this a dream, or had she really been violated? And, was that stream of extremely cold semen inside her real, or fake? [The End]

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