Zhao Feiyan

In the sweltering heat of summer, the sun blazed high; a weak breeze stirred the willows; birdsong mingled with the incessant chirping of cicadas.
The Jiangdu Lieutenant's Mansion, with its high walls and deep courtyards, was nestled deep within.
From a corner of the inner courtyard, amidst the tall grass and trees, faint, sickly moans could be heard. Following the sound, one found an abandoned
, single-story house nestled in the dense woods. Listening more closely, one realized it was a woman's moans, a man's panting, and bursts of lewd and obscene language. It was clear that someone was secretly enjoying themselves inside. Sure enough, in the empty house, only robes lay on the floor, where a pair of lovers lay naked and entwined.
"...Mmm...Master Feng...harder...uh...good...mmm..." The woman appeared to be no more than thirty years old. While her face wasn't conventionally beautiful, her snow-white, delicate skin was flawless; judging from her disheveled headdress and makeup, she must have come from a wealthy and noble family.
"...Oh...Madam...huff...? Squeezing...squeezing me...I...ah...um..." From their mutual address, it's clear they're a master and servant having an affair. Master Feng, covered in sweat, is pressing down on the lady, his naked buttocks rising and falling as he thrusts forcefully into her lower body.
The lady's long, slender legs are raised high and kicking wildly, her hands gripping Master Feng's arms tightly, constantly calling out: "...Ah...Feng...Brother Feng...you...you're...so...so deep...ah...Brother...no...no...ah...please...please..." Master Feng's thrusting speed increases, his breathing becomes more rapid, urgently shouting: "...Huff...Madam...I'm coming...I'm coming..." Then his hips stiffen, convulsing in waves: "...Drink...drink..." "...Um...no...don't ejaculate...ejaculate inside...ah...um..." Although the lady warns, she doesn't refuse, perhaps because she's calling out slowly; perhaps because she can't bear to part with his penis. In short, she felt incredibly comfortable from the hot semen and fainted!
Then, everything returned to normal... It turned out that the two people having an affair were indeed host and guest. The woman was the wife of Zhao Man, the lieutenant of Jiangdu, but Zhao Man had homosexual tendencies and was not interested in women. His marriage was partly to cover up his affair and partly a political marriage. This caused Zhao's wife great suffering. Zhao Man used the excuse of illness to prevent him from having sex with women, so since she married into the Zhao family, she had been living a life of nominal marital bliss.
The man's name was Feng Wanjin, a musician in the Zhao household, and everyone in the Zhao household respectfully called him "Master Feng!" Feng Wanjin was nominally a musician, but in reality, he was Zhao Man's favorite. Zhao Man's affection for Feng Wanjin was so great that he couldn't eat or sleep without seeing him. Although Feng Wanjin was not homosexual, he had to deal with Zhao Man for the sake of his future; and his affair with Zhao's wife, besides being driven by lust, also had a hint of revenge against Zhao Man.
So, one, secluded in her chambers, yearned for love; the other, intent on intimacy, naturally ignited a passionate flame!
That day, Madam Zhao secretly met with Feng Wanjin behind her husband's back.
Upon seeing Feng Wanjin, Madam Zhao couldn't help but sob, saying, "Master Feng, I...I'm...pregnant!" Madam Zhao threw herself into Feng Wanjin's arms, choking back tears, "...I've never...been with you...my lord...and now...but..." Feng Wanjin was utterly shocked and at a loss for words, only able to offer Madam Zhao a few perfunctory words of comfort, saying, "Don't cry, I'll think of something, I'll think of something..." A month later, Madam Zhao feigned illness and needed to return to her parents' home for recuperation, but in reality, her pregnancy could no longer be concealed, and she used this excuse to leave home to await childbirth. When the time came, Madam Zhao gave birth to twins, both daughters, which she then gave to Feng Wanjin. Having daughters out of wedlock, Feng Wanjin had no choice but to call himself their adoptive father, allowing the two daughters to retain the surname Zhao; the elder daughter was named Yizhu, and the younger daughter Hede.
Afterwards, Feng Wanjin left the Zhao family mansion and relied on the secret financial support of Madam Zhao, or occasionally composing music to earn a little extra money to support the Zhao sisters, so their life was quite difficult.
Unexpectedly, a few years later, Feng Wanjin passed away due to illness (I don't know if it was an AISD, haha!), leaving behind the Zhao sisters, who were not yet ten years old, to live a life of mutual dependence. Fortunately, Madam Zhao's financial support continued uninterrupted, and although the amount was small, the Zhao sisters were not without food. When
the Zhao sisters reached marriageable age, they both blossomed into incredibly beautiful women, possessing beauty that could shame flowers and eclipse the moon, and make fish sink and geese fall from the sky.
The elder sister, Yizhu, was intelligent and clever from a young age, mastering the family's traditional Qigong, "Peng Zu Fang Mai," which gave her a slender and graceful figure, earning her the nickname "Flying Swallow."
The younger sister, Hede, was even more naturally beautiful, with incredibly smooth, snow-white skin that even water droplets couldn't stick to it. Perhaps due to her father's genes or influence, she possessed an exceptionally keen ear for music; even the slightest difference in volume could not escape her notice.
Although the two sisters each had their own outstanding qualities, they also shared a common trait: the "licentiousness" inherited from their mother. This proved that the so-called "family tradition" had its roots!
Their life of mutual dependence deepened their bond; however, this bond unfortunately became the fuse that ignited their licentiousness.
The reason was that due to poverty and thin bedding, the two sisters would shiver with cold on harsh winter nights, forced to huddle together for warmth, barely surviving the bitter cold. When Feiyan's qigong skills improved somewhat, she could circulate her blood and energy, her body temperature would rise rapidly, and even wisps of warm smoke would linger around her. Therefore, as long as the two sisters embraced naked, even without any covering, they wouldn't catch a chill.
However, as they began to develop puberty and female characteristics appeared, this act of seeking warmth caused a significant psychological change in them.
When their slightly protruding breasts touched, an indescribable feeling welled up inside them, causing their faces to flush and their hearts to pound. Only a few haphazard touches and caresses could slightly relieve the tingling sensation. From then on, it became a common practice for the two sisters to take advantage of the quiet of the night to caress or lick each other in bed until their desires were satisfied before falling asleep in each other's arms.
As the sisters developed into near-mature women, their female characteristics became increasingly apparent, allowing them to experience the pleasure of orgasm. However, a lingering regret remained; deep down, they vaguely and unknowingly longed for a strong male body… That night, the sky was cloudless. The starry sky was like a cup, the bright moon like a mirror, illuminating the snow-covered fields as if it were daytime. Even the weary traveler returning home in the distance could clearly see him—Da Hu, the son of the hunter who lived next door to the Zhao family, seventeen years old this year.
Da Hu asked… A few hawks and geese, the birds of prey they had hunted, had just passed through the Zhao family's backyard when they heard faint moans from a woman. Listening intently, he not only discerned the sound was coming from the Zhao sisters' boudoir, but also understood what was happening. Da Hu felt a surge of passion, his blood boiling, and involuntarily lowered his guard and scaled the wall into the Zhao family's house.
Da Hu crept to the window, poked a hole in the paper windowpane, and squinted inside. "Wow!" Da Hu almost cried out in ecstasy. He was shocked to see the room filled with the warmth of lust, the Zhao sisters entwined naked.
The elder sister, Fei Yan, was kneeling, licking her younger sister He De's breasts, her high, rounded buttocks and pink, wet vulva fully exposed to Da Hu. He De lay on her back, thrusting her hips, her thighs rubbing against Fei Yan's; the moans and gasps he had just heard were from her.
The vigorous and passionate Da Hu couldn't resist such alluring temptations. He felt his blood rush to his head and his energy surge to his core, his engorged penis almost bursting through his trousers. While peering through the opening at the erotic scene, Da Hu kept stroking his penis, afraid to utter a sound lest he disturb his sisters.
In fact, the Zhao sisters, one with keen hearing and the other skilled in qigong, had already noticed Da Hu climbing over the wall. They paused briefly, exchanged a glance, and then continued their provocative actions with perfect understanding. The Zhao sisters both knew that from this night onward, Da Hu would become their intimate guest.
Seeing that Da Hu had taken the bait, the Zhao sisters' actions became increasingly lewd, intentionally or unintentionally presenting their alluring breasts and vulvas to Da Hu, letting him see them clearly and thoroughly. The more Da Hu looked, the more unbearable his desire became, and his hand stroking his penis faster and faster.
The Zhao sisters on the bed were already at a fever pitch. They were lying on their sides with their thighs crossed, their vulvas rubbing against each other, and each of them was kneading their breasts vigorously, squeezing their soft and elastic breasts until they were deformed.
"...Ah...um...Sister...I feel so...good...oh...harder...with...um..." "...um...ahhh...I'm flying...ahhh..." Outside the window, Da Hu suddenly felt a tingling numbness at the base of his penis, and streams of hot semen gushed out, dripping onto the snow and melting small pits. Da Hu looked at the Zhao sisters lying weakly on the bed, panting. Being lustful but cowardly, he didn't dare linger and dragged his weary feet away.
The Zhao sisters knew Da Hu was gone and couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Tch! Coward..." (II) The next night, the same starry sky; the same snowy ground.
Da Hu tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. The scene of the Zhao sisters' exposed genitals last night lingered in Da Hu's mind. Snow-white, tender skin, full, firm breasts, a slender waist and plump hips, a dark, honeyed cave… The more Da Hu thought about it, the more it itched; the more he thought about it, the hotter and more restless he became, his hard, engorged penis throbbing and swelling as if it were about to cramp.
Unable to resist the torment of lust, Da Hu rolled out of bed, tiptoed out the back door, and headed towards the Zhao family's courtyard wall.
As soon as Da Hu reached the top of the wall, he saw Fei Yan sitting cross-legged on a small stone platform about ten steps away, her back to him. Despite the bitter cold of winter, she was only wearing a white gauze robe, which was practically useless for warmth, as it was so thin it was almost transparent; so transparent that everything was visible.
Even more amazingly, Fei Yan sat motionless, completely absorbed in her work, appearing like a statue; although the breeze fluttered the gauze robe, a layer of misty aura clung to her body. Da Hu was utterly astonished and dumbfounded. If he hadn't recognized her as Fei Yan, he would have mistaken her for a celestial being descended to earth! Suddenly, "Is that Da Hu over there?" Fei Yan didn't turn around, but simply spoke.
"Ah!" Da Hu was startled and gasped inwardly, almost falling off the wall. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, clinging to the wall, unable to move forward or backward, his face as red as a cloth.
Fei Yan slowly stood up and turned around. Although her movements were slow, they were smooth and beautiful. Fei Yan seemed to float to the foot of the wall in front of Da Hu without moving, and said with a soft laugh, "Come down!" Ever since he climbed the wall, Da Hu's eyes had never left Fei Yan, especially when she turned to face him. Her graceful figure, her curvaceous body, her long, jade-like legs, and even her alluring private parts, though separated by a gauze robe, were all clearly visible to his eyes. Da Hu was so engrossed in watching that he completely forgot himself until Fei Yan called out to him, bringing him back to reality and making him feel embarrassed.
Seeing that Fei Yan showed no sign of reproach or shyness, Da Hu mustered his courage and jumped down from the wall. He stood still, only saying, "I..." and then trailing off. However, he continued to gaze down at Fei Yan's graceful figure, making Fei Yan feel a little uncomfortable and shy.
Fei Yan smiled gently and asked, "You're still awake so late? Where are you going? What are you doing climbing onto my wall?... " A barrage of questions left Da Hu as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, unable to answer a single word, his face flushed and sweating profusely.
"Could it be... that you're planning some petty, shady business!" Fei Yan revealed a cunning and mischievous glint in her eyes, and continued, "What if I yell 'Stop thief!' and see what you do then!" Upon hearing this, Da Hu shook his head and hands, stammering, "No...no...don't call...I...I just...want...want to see...?...that's all..." "See me!? Didn't you get enough last night..." As soon as the words left her mouth, Fei Yan realized her slip of the tongue and immediately stopped talking, a blush spreading across her cheeks.
At this point, Da Hu finally understood that it was all Fei Yan bluffing, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly, thinking, "So she knew everything! This slut was deliberately teasing me, let's see how I deal with her!" Just as the fear had subsided, lust rose in his heart, and Da Hu, fearless, began to speak glibly, saying, "Not enough, not enough!? The two sisters are so beautiful, it's truly a sight to behold!" Da Hu's mind was at ease, and his speech became fluent.
Girls always love to hear compliments on their beauty, and Fei Yan was no exception. A sweet feeling welled up inside her, but she muttered, "You smooth talker!" Da Hu ignored Fei Yan's words and continued shaking his head, saying, "What a pity, what a pity, what a real pity!" Da Hu had clearly gained the upper hand.
Fei Yan stared wide-eyed and asked, "What's a pity?" Da Hu seductively replied, "What's a pity? We're just missing a man to love us." Da Hu became increasingly explicit: "So?
We can only indulge in pleasure. You know, putting a man's thing inside is a thousand times more pleasurable than using your fingers." Although Fei Yan vaguely understood matters of desire between men and women, she had never truly experienced a man's thing. Da Hu's unreserved words, coupled with thoughts of mutual pleasure with her sister, made her feel a surge of desire. However, unwilling to accept defeat in the argument, he casually remarked, "What's so good about a man's thing?" Da Hu thought it was time to act, so he took Fei Yan's hand and led her to the small stone platform, saying, "Come! Let me show you." As soon as Da Hu grasped Fei Yan's hand, he felt that it was not only soft and boneless, delicate and smooth, but also incredibly warm. Even in the freezing night, it didn't feel cold at all.
Fei Yan obediently sat down on the stone platform with Da Hu, letting him place his hand on her shoulder. Her heart pounded wildly like a deer's. When Da Hu approached Fei Yan's body, he was surprised again. Fei Yan's body was also warm as a furnace, and the gentle warmth she radiated made Da Hu feel completely comfortable and invigorated.
Da Hu turned his head to look at Fei Yan. He saw that her cheeks were flushed, her lips were moist and glistening, and her eyes revealed a hint of doubt, a hint of expectation, and a touch of lust. Da Hu slowly moved closer to Fei Yan's lips, caressing her face; his hands also moved to her chest and back.
A wave of masculine scent assaulted Fei Yan's senses. The stubble on Da Hu's lips and the calluses on his hands rubbed against Fei Yan's soft skin, making her feel a tingling, itchy sensation—an unprecedented intoxication that caused her to moan softly.
When Da Hu kissed Fei Yan's cherry lips, greedily sucking her saliva, her whole body trembled with excitement. She wrapped her arms around Da Hu's neck, pressing her lips tightly against his in response to his kiss.
Da Hu's hands grasped Fei Yan's breasts, kneading them incessantly, and Fei Yan let out
suppressed moans from the bottom of her throat. Da Hu's hands continued to slide across Fei Yan's chest, almost tracing her entire upper body, slowly touching the dense downy hair. Fei Yan was aroused by Da Hu's caresses, panting softly, and her thighs...? The opening and closing of her vulva was meant to soothe the tingling sensation inside.
Da Hu's palm easily pressed against Fei Yan's vulva, only then realizing that it was already a vast expanse of wetness! Da Hu began to gently rub her vulva, whispering in her ear, "Sister Yan, isn't this very comfortable?" Fei Yan nodded weakly, saying in a coquettish voice, "...Brother Hu!...You...make...me...feel so...comfortable...so...beautiful...but...it's...so itchy...itchy..." Da Hu laughed, "This is just the beginning, the best is yet to come!" He then bent his finger and inserted it into her wet vulva, probing and teasing.
"Ah...ah...gentle...um..." Fei Yan trembled, almost exhausted, asking, "...Now...like this, I...can't...take...it...anymore...what else...umm..." Da Hu said, "In a moment I'm going to put my penis inside...like this..." He then began to move his finger in and out.
"Ah...ya..." Feiyan felt waves of heat flowing out of her vagina, a tingling, unbearable sensation. She hurriedly said, "...Brother Tiger...then...hurry...hurry...insert it...I...can't take it..." Da Hu immediately made Feiyan lie down, quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled his pants down to his ankles, and pressed his hard, engorged penis against her. Feiyan caught a glimpse of Da Hu's penis; it was astonishingly large. She naively wondered, "How do men usually hide something so big?...My vagina is so small, if it goes in, won't it tear me apart..." Just as Feiyan was thinking this, she felt her labia being pushed apart, and something hot was pressing tightly against her vaginal opening, slowly pushing in. The opening was stretched painfully. Da Hu had just inserted half of his glans... Inside the cave, he felt Feiyan's narrow vagina gripping his glans so tightly that it was incredibly pleasurable. He couldn't resist his burning desire and thrust in with all his might. With a "plop!" sound, his penis was halfway in.
"...Ah...it hurts...it hurts..." Although Fei Yan had already broken her hymen with her sister, she had never actually been penetrated by a penis before. Now, she cried out in pain as the penis was inserted, her whole body trembling, tears and cold sweat streaming down her face. Fei Yan curled up and begged for mercy, "...Ah...no...I don't want it anymore...woo..." Da Hu, whose lust was running high, could not stop there. Instead, he grabbed Fei Yan's shoulders and thrust in and out with all his might. Fei Yan remained stiff and cried out in pain, "...it hurts...it hurts...Brother Hu...ouch...it hurts so much...it's too big...I...can't take it...please stop...okay..." Da Hu thrust in and out about ten more times like a rape, and Fei Yan felt the pain gradually subside. Moreover, each time Da Hu's penis reached the center of her vagina, making her gradually feel soft and comfortable. Feiyan reached out and hugged Dahu tightly, moaning, "...Ah...Brother Tiger...Ah...So good...Hmm...Hmm...It's hitting my little hole...So beautiful...Ah...It's hitting...Inside again...Ah..." Feiyan was truly a born slut. Although her opening was still slightly sore, it was nothing compared to the pleasure she was experiencing. Feiyan began to thrust her hips, matching Dahu's thrusting movements, moaning with abandon, "...Ugh...Harder...Brother Tiger...Ah...So good...Extremely..." However, just as Feiyan was reaching her peak, Dahu couldn't withstand the grinding of her hips. He felt a tingling numbness in his lower back and knew he was about to ejaculate. He quickly thrust deeper a few more times, and with a low growl, "Sizzle! Sizzle!" streams of hot semen shot straight into the depths of Feiyan's honey hole.
Feiyan didn't even know what was happening, but she felt...? The penis inside her seemed to swell violently, followed by a surge of heat shooting into her uterus, powerfully impacting the uterine wall, causing her whole body to spasm. With strong contractions in her uterus, waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed out. Fei
Yan and Da Hu lay limply intertwined, and after an unknown amount of time, Da Hu felt a chill on his bare buttocks and slowly came to his senses. Da Hu got up and pulled up his pants, gazing at Fei Yan's wet vulva, where
clear vaginal fluid mixed with thick white semen, wetting her buttocks and the stone platform. Da Hu looked at Fei Yan's flushed face, her eyes slightly closed, her cherry lips parted, a seductive posture that stirred his heart, and his recently ejaculated penis seemed to stir again.
Da Hu sat closer to Fei Yan, greedily caressing her breasts, and said, "Sister Yan, is it comfortable?" Fei Yan slowly opened her eyes, sighed, and nodded! Then she sat up and nestled into Da Hu's arms, enjoying the sense of security that came from leaning against his strong chest.
Da Hu felt a strong, sweet fragrance wafting through the air, and he was overcome with another surge of desire. His penis created another large tent in his crotch, which was also right in front of Fei Yan's eyes. Fei Yan reached out and gently patted it, saying, "Hey, it wasn't this bulging before!" Da Hu said awkwardly, "Sister Yan, I want it again!" Fei Yan got up and pulled Da Hu, saying as she walked into the house, "Come on! Let's go inside." Fei Yan turned back and smiled at Da Hu, continuing, "Sister He De has been waiting for a long time!" "Ah!" Da Hu was overjoyed, thinking, "What luck! I got two at once?!" Da Hu's steps became lighter. (III) The curtain fluttered, and as soon as Da Hu peeked in, he exclaimed, "Wow!" He felt that the room was unusually hot, not because of the fire basket, but because he saw Sister He De on the bed.
Hede lay naked and limp on the bed, her cheeks flushed like a sunset, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, and her body glistening with sweat like a summer rain. She was breathtakingly beautiful, her beauty captivating. Feiyan
released Dahu and went to the bedside, touching Hede's forehead with concern. "Sister, what's wrong?" she asked. Hede weakly lifted her eyelids, looking at Feiyan, then at Dahu, and whispered, "...Um...nothing...it's just that seeing you and Brother Hu being so intimate, and hearing your moans so clearly, made my heart itch, so..." It turned out that Hede had been inside the room watching Feiyan and Dahu make love, and in her passion, she had involuntarily started kneading and fiddling with herself, resulting in her disheveled state.
Feiyan seemed to understand what had happened, and reached out to touch Hede's vulva, finding it wet and sticky. Feiyan laughed and said, "Sister, you're letting me have my way? Look at you, watching like this! Aren't you just making a fool of yourself?" Feiyan turned around and beckoned to Dahu, saying, "What are you still standing there for? Come and help!" Dahu, clueless about the sisters' scheme, was completely bewildered but had no choice but to comply and come over. At this moment, Hede, blushing deeply, called out softly, "Sister..." while covering her chest and lower body with her hands.
Feiyan, seemingly confident, said to Hede, "Don't be afraid!" Then she said to Dahu, "Do what you just did, do it with your sister!" "Yes, ma'am!" Dahu was so excited that he forgot who his parents were, and hurriedly undressed until he was completely naked. Hede glanced sideways, her heart pounding with nervousness, while Feiyan stared intently at Dahu.
Da Hu truly lived up to his reputation as a scion of a hunting family. While not exactly a burly, bear-like figure, he was certainly robust and muscular. What particularly caught the sisters' attention was his thick, erect penis, almost touching his lower abdomen. Da Hu defiantly swayed his hips, swinging his penis from side to side, making "slap! slap!..." sounds before climbing onto the bed.
He lay on his side, close to He De, and reached out to grasp her full breasts. From the contact of their skin, Da Hu could feel He De trembling slightly. As he kneaded He De's breasts, he leaned close to her ear and said, "Me? Did you just peek at me and... sister... having an affair?? Do you want to try it too?" "..." He De shyly closed her eyes, not answering, but nodding and shaking her head, her meaning unclear.
Looking at He De's face, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water, her shy and timid appearance, Da Hu felt a sudden, inexplicable urge. He propped himself up, lowered his head, and kissed her cherry lips, pressing his firm chest muscles against her breasts, his hands roaming greedily and roughly. Da Hu felt that He De's breasts were even softer than Fei Yan's; her skin was smoother, only lacking Fei Yan's warmth.
As soon as He De's hand touched Da Hu's penis, she thought to herself, "So this is what a man's penis is like, so hard, so thick, so hot...it's wonderful. If it were inserted into my hole, I wonder how happy my penis would be!
No wonder you were moaning like your soul was leaving my body." After Da Hu stroked her a few times, He De began to become wanton, moaning "Mmm, ahh," and greedily reaching out to play with Da Hu's penis, stroking the ridges of the glans with her finger.
Hede, unable to bear the itch any longer, said softly, "...Hmm...Sister...? Just call me Tiger...hurry up and...insert...it...it's so...it's so itchy inside..." Before Feiyan could answer, Dahu chimed in, "Hede, if you want Tiger to insert himself into you, just beg Tiger!" "...Don't tease me...Tiger...please...I want it..." Hede raised her plump thighs high, rubbing them against Dahu's buttocks, pleading in a trembling voice.
"Alright!" Dahu flipped over, spreading Hede's thighs apart, and guided his penis to her vaginal opening, rubbing it a few times to get the glans wet with her juices. Dahu's rubbing and turning of the glans was rubbing against the clitoris in the slit of her labia, making Hede feel a surge of passion, and she even started swaying her lower body on her own.
Dahu only thrust his hips slightly, and with a "whoosh!" he went in half an inch. "...Ouch...it hurts so much..." The tearing pain made Hede scream, crying out, "...No more...no more..." "Don't be afraid! It won't hurt in a bit..." This time, Dahu and Feiyan comforted her in unison. Feiyan reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Hede's eyes; Dahu's penis, however, was awkwardly stuck there, and he could only lower his head and lick Hede's nipple.
A moment later, Hede gasped, "Brother Tiger...it really hurt just now...but now it feels so itchy..." Dahu laughed and said, "So that means you're getting horny!" Hede hugged Dahu and kissed him, saying, "Then Brother Tiger, you can start doing it!" She continued, "
How does my hole compare to yours, sister?" Dahu suddenly thrust his body down, plunging his entire penis inside, causing Hede to let out another soft moan, saying, "Both have their merits, enough to drive men crazy, but..." With a series of thrusts, he continued, "Only a top-quality one like me can satisfy you." "Ah...um..." Hede's hole was being rubbed so hard that her whole body felt incredibly pleasurable, but she also managed to ask in her panting, "...What...um...is...top-quality...ah ah..." Dahu began to pant heavily, "...Hoo...like...me...both thick and long-lasting..." As he spoke, Dahu's thrusts were relentless, each one penetrating deep into the inner walls.
Hede responded with moans of pleasure, "...Ah...Mmm..." Her lewd cries fueled Feiyan's desire. She rolled over and pressed herself against Dahu's back, rubbing her breasts and genitals together, her own fluids wetting Dahu's buttocks and legs. Having
just climaxed, Dahu seemed to have more stamina, thrusting relentlessly until his penis was almost numb, while Hede experienced multiple orgasms, her body limp and powerless. Meanwhile, Feiyan on his back continued her lewd moans, her desire intense.
Dahu shook himself and said, "Feiyan, get down! Let me satisfy your craving." He then rolled over onto his back, supporting his wet penis, and said, "Sit on me!" Feiyan hesitated, asking doubtfully, "Is...this okay...?" Though skeptical, Feiyan also found it novel, and awkwardly straddled Dahu's lower body. He sat down, aiming his penis at her. "...Mmm...so beautiful...mmm...fun...ah..." The overwhelming pleasure made Fei Yan feel like her soul was about to leave her body.
Da Hu thrust his hips, saying, "Tomorrow I'll go home and get that book, 'Springtime,' and we'll do what they say about men and women having sex. That'll be real fun and excitement!" Fei Yan's body rose and fell, saying, "...Mmm...it's already...so beautiful...so...fun...to...die...of happiness..." Da Hu looked at Fei Yan's bouncing breasts, placed his hands on her waist, and moved towards her protruding lower body, letting his penis reach deep into her uterus, saying, "It's certainly pleasurable; but there's no need to die!" After only a few dozen thrusts, Fei Yan couldn't hold back her juices any longer.
Da Hu then fucked her again, thrusting nearly a hundred times, and ejaculated his thick semen into her body. Only then did the three of them fall asleep in each other's arms.
In the days that followed, Da Hu and the Zhao sisters became increasingly intimate, their relationship not merely based on lust, but rather on a growing affection. The three even seriously considered marriage, but a natural disaster forced them to postpone it.
The Zhao sisters had been managing to make ends meet with the secret support of Madam Zhao and the small amount of money they earned from needlework. However, devastating news arrived from the Jiangdu Commandant's office: Madam Zhao had passed away from illness; and that same year, a severe drought struck Jiangdu, resulting in a complete crop failure and widespread poverty. This not only made life even harder for the Zhao sisters, but also severely impacted Da Hu's modestly comfortable household. Thus, the wedding date seemed indefinitely postponed.
Hearing that life was better in Chang'an, the Zhao sisters decided to move there, hoping to make cloth shoes and straw sandals to earn a living. However, when saying goodbye, she did not forget to remind Da Hu that he must visit Chang'an when he had time, and then they would indulge in their love.
As the saying goes: "Tonight we meet in joy, my heart is slightly revealed, let's not be stingy with the golden goblets. The brocade quilt is worn by my lover, and the warmth is better than crossing the Magpie Bridge. The river flows with a drunken face, the beauty persuades me again, and my feelings for love are hard to express. If our love is to last forever, why should we care about being together every day and night?" (IV) Now, let's talk about the Zhao sisters who lived in Chang'an. They rented a small thatched hut and lived there simply. They usually did some embroidery and made flower shoes, and went to the market to exchange them for firewood and silver to make a living. As time went by, the people in the market praised them for their beauty, and they always gave them more money in each exchange. However, no one knew the Zhao sisters' lewd nature. Moreover, they were new to the place and unfamiliar with the people, so they did not dare to seduce people too openly. When the men who coveted them traded with them, they would at most take advantage of them verbally, but they did not dare to do anything inappropriate.
Among them was a wealthy and dissolute young man named Hong Jinsheng. Although intelligent and handsome, he spent his days idly, relying on his family's vast wealth. Hong Jinsheng was over twenty years old but unmarried, simply because his dissolute lifestyle was well-known throughout Chang'an, and no one was willing to marry their daughter to him.
One day, while strolling through the market, Hong Jinsheng spotted the Zhao sisters conducting business. He was immediately captivated by their stunning beauty and alluring figures. He quickly learned that they were just two sisters with no parents or relatives, and thus decided to marry them.
To get to know the Zhao sisters, Hong Jinsheng often sent them firewood, rice, and vegetables under various pretexts, ostensibly to show care for a stranger, but secretly hoping to cultivate a relationship with them. Feiyan and Hede, though not related by blood, felt a deep affection from him and understood the reason. Furthermore, since arriving in Chang'an, they had only comforted each other as sisters and had not been with any men, making their moments of passion particularly difficult. Now that he had a suitor, they were naturally happy to go along with it. Before they knew it
, autumn was turning into winter, a sudden north wind arose, and a heavy snow fell for three days. The Zhao sisters ran out of firewood and rice at home and were trapped by the snow with nowhere to buy more. They finally managed to endure until evening when the snow subsided slightly. Hede hurriedly went to the market to buy rice and grain, returning home late at night. She busied herself starting a fire and cooking, and by the time everything was ready, it was nearly midnight. The Zhao sisters sighed for a while, and thinking of their sorrows, they embraced and wept bitterly.
Meanwhile, Hong Jinsheng, alone in the cold night, thought of the Zhao sisters and, unable to bear the pain of unrequited love, finally decided to have them visit his home to sound out their intentions. The next morning, Hong Jinsheng had his servant bring a pot of wine, several plates of fish and meat dishes, and some fruit. He dressed himself neatly and personally visited the Zhao sisters.
Feiyan and Hede came out to greet him, saying, "It is an honor to have your presence in our humble abode." After exchanging pleasantries and words of thanks, they led Hong Jinsheng inside to rest. Once
seated, Hong Jinsheng asked the servant to serve him food and wine. Raising his cup, he said, "I am but a humble villager, and it is truly an honor that you two sisters do not find my small token of appreciation. I noticed the cold weather last night and wondered if you two were feeling well, so I prepared this simple meal and wine to visit you and warm you up." Feiyan drank a cup with him and said, "We have often received your kindness in the past, but we could not accept it. Today, we are deeply grateful for your generosity; we can hardly repay your great kindness!" Hong Jinsheng laughed and said, "These are nothing to mention!" He then urged them to drink and eat, and they began to chat.
After a few drinks, the three women's conversation became more lively, and they developed feelings for each other. When the wine was almost finished,
Hong Jinsheng asked his servant to go back to the wine shop to buy more wine and vegetables. The servant obeyed and went.
Taking advantage of the absence of others, Hong Jinsheng brazenly scrutinized the two sisters, a sudden surge of lust rising within him. However, he dared not act rashly, and could only feign concern, saying, "Sisters! This kind of weather is really inconvenient for you. Wouldn't it be much more convenient if you had men in your homes? How about I act as matchmaker for you two, finding you good husbands to avoid this hardship?" Feiyan sighed, "That's not easy either. Even if we were willing, who would want to marry a poor man like me?" Hong Jinsheng pressed his advantage, saying, "Sisters as beautiful as you two are simply irresistible..." "To be so picky, and to be able to marry them? You two are truly blessed! But, I wonder what kind of family you two sisters have in mind?" Fei Yan smiled and said, "As long as they love and care for us, that's enough. We dare not ask for anything else!" Hong Jinsheng finally got to the point, saying, "What if it were someone like me?" Fei Yan said, "My sister and I have received so much kindness from your family, and we have no way to repay it. If you do not mind, we are willing to serve you!" "That's wonderful! That's wonderful! I will definitely send a matchmaker to marry you two sisters one day!" Upon hearing this, Hong Jinsheng was overjoyed and couldn't contain his happiness. He grabbed Fei Yan and was about to kiss her.
Fei Yan half-heartedly resisted, pretending to push him away, and let Hong Jinsheng give her a light kiss. She felt a gurgling sound inside her body, and streams of lustful fluid soaked her lower body. Although Feiyan had just encountered the sweet dew, she was still hesitant because it was broad daylight, and it wouldn't be good if the servant saw them. So she said in a coquettish voice, "Don't do this, it's never good if someone sees us..." Hong Jinsheng thought she had a point, but his lust was irresistible. He could only reach out and grope the Zhao sisters, muttering, "Yes, yes!" Hong Jinsheng, shameless as ever, put his arm around their shoulders, making many suggestive gestures.
In truth, the Zhao sisters also longed for a man to satisfy their desires day and night, and now, seeing Hong Jinsheng's handsome and charming appearance, they were even more aroused. However, they worried that if they did something and someone found out, they wouldn't be able to stay there. Therefore, the Zhao sisters only wished that Hong Jinsheng would marry them, so they could act as they pleased without fear.
After the servant returned, Hong Jinsheng sent him home, saying, "I still have to go to the city to settle accounts today, I won't be back until tomorrow, you can go back now!" The servant acknowledged and took his leave. After the servants left, Hong Jinsheng quickly pulled Feiyan and Hede onto his laps, bustling about busily trying to please them.
At this moment, Fei Yan's desire was stirring, and she could hardly contain herself. However, wanting to conceal her naiveté, she feigned ignorance and asked She Wu'er, "I've heard people say that marital pleasure is the union of yin and yang, and that a man's penis is quite interesting, but I wonder what it looks like?" Hong Jinsheng teased, "It's a square, angular, hard, and hot iron rod!" Fei Yan said coquettishly, "Eh! I don't believe it. If you're square, how can you fit inside our round ones..." He De, standing nearby, chimed in, "Take it out and you'll know!" Saying this, she reached down and pulled down Hong Jinsheng's trousers.
Hong Jinsheng was in a state of excitement; his penis was hot and hard, and "whoosh!" it stood erect.
Hong Jinsheng could no longer restrain himself. He casually reached under the skirts of the two sisters and touched their vulvas, finding them wet and hot. He even teased the slits between their labia with his fingers, causing the sisters to itch and moan softly.
The three women's emotions surged. Hong Jinsheng wrapped his arms around the two sisters and carried them into the room, where they were already naked. They lay down on the bed and became entangled.
Feiyan, as if she had found a treasure, tightly gripped Hong Jinsheng's penis and refused to let go, saying, "I want it inside me!
Put it in quickly!" Feiyan's eyes were languid, her cheeks flushed, and she had already disregarded her modesty, spreading her legs wide and moaning softly.
Hong Jinsheng pressed down on Feiyan, placing his penis against her entrance, but only circling it without penetrating. Feiyan, aroused and unable to resist, twisted her waist and swayed her hips, letting the penis rub against her labia. Occasionally, the glans would slip into her opening, eliciting excited moans.
Hong Jinsheng slowly advanced, carefully feeling the tightness of the penis entering her opening. Feiyan's vagina, having been deprived for a long time, had become somewhat tight, and the thick penis caused a slight stinging pain upon entry, causing her to wince and cry out in pain. However, her lust was so intense that she didn't care about the pain and began to sway her hips.
Hong Jinsheng paused his thrusting when he heard Feiyan cry out in pain, but then felt her vagina gushing with heat. He grabbed Feiyan's legs and began to thrust slowly and forcefully. Feiyan's full, firm, and elastic breasts swayed, making Hong Jinsheng's blood boil and his heart pound wildly.
Hong Jinsheng thrust vigorously for almost an hour, allowing Feiyan to experience the deepest satisfaction amidst her continuous moans. Meanwhile, He De, who had been watching from the sidelines, was already itching with desire. She said, "Sister? Watching you two act like this is making me suffer. You should stop for a while and let me have a taste too!" At this moment, Hong Jinsheng still had his penis deeply inserted into Fei Yan's wet and hot vagina, feeling the writhing sensation on the vaginal walls. Upon hearing He De's words, Fei Yan said weakly, "Good brother, I can't take it anymore. Let's stop for a while before continuing!" Hong Jinsheng quickly climbed on top of He De, touched her vulva, and teased, "Sister, why is it so wet here?" He De said coquettishly, "Don't worry about it... ah ah..." Before she finished speaking, Hong Jinsheng had already thrust his penis in hard to the hilt.
He De felt a surge of fullness in her vagina. The deep penetration of the penis swept away the previous itchy sensation. She contracted her lower abdomen, causing her vagina to tighten and suck in her, giving Hong Jinsheng an exceptionally wonderful feeling of comfort. Hong Jinsheng kissed Hede on the lips and then began to thrust deeply.
Each time Hong Jinsheng struck deep into Hede's womb, that was exactly where she felt the most pleasure. This made Hede shamelessly wanton, thrusting her hips and grinding against him, causing Hong Jinsheng to ejaculate uncontrollably.
Hong Jinsheng, panting, said to Hede, "In the past, when I made love with women, I could go all night without ejaculating. How come I've come so quickly! Sister, you are truly a heroine among women, a great master among lovers." Feiyan, standing nearby, said, "I don't care about you, you have to make me finish!" Hong Jinsheng had no choice but to thrust his limp penis one more time before the three of them finally cuddled together and fell asleep. There were so many joys to be had; so much romance to be had.
It was a night of pleasure that seemed short, but loneliness and regret seemed long. Before they knew it, dawn had broken, and the three of them played for a while longer before Hong Jinsheng reluctantly left. (V) It is true that if you don't want others to know, you shouldn't do it in the first place, because there are always coincidences.
Near the Zhao sisters' house lived a rogue named Wang Er, who specialized in starting lawsuits. He usually relied on his good relationship with the government to bully others, and those who hated him had given him a nickname, calling him "the scoundrel" behind his back.
From the day the Zhao sisters moved in, Wang Er saw that they were pretty and had no strong men, so he often made excuses to come to their house to ask for tea and water, looking for opportunities to take advantage of them. The Zhao sisters found Wang Er's appearance lewd, especially his pair of thieving eyes, which made them want to vomit for three days, so they never gave him a good look.
That day, Wang Erbao had another official matter to attend to. He got up early and headed to the yamen. Just as he passed by Feiyan's house, he saw Hong Jinsheng coming out. He thought to himself, "Those two girls are so wicked. They always ignore me. Now they've actually hooked up with that pretty boy Hong Jinsheng. How can I swallow this insult..." As Wang Erbao walked, he pondered how to deal with the Zhao sisters. Before he knew it, he bumped into a buddy nicknamed "Living Yama Zhang Cai".
Wang Er then said to Zhang Cai, "Those two women I told you about the other day, Hong Jinsheng hooked up with them yesterday. What do you think we should do?" Zhang Cai replied, "Hong Jinsheng's wealth and talent certainly make them worthy. However, now that they've hooked up with him, they're no longer respectable women. Let's rape them tonight, and that will settle our score." Wang Er said, "That makes sense! You wait for me at home. After I finish this official business today, I'll come meet you. We'll have a couple of drinks first, and then as soon as it gets dark, we'll go and have our way with those women... Hahaha!" Having made up their minds, the two were overjoyed. After a few more words, they parted ways.
As the saying goes, "Walls have ears, and windows are always open to the naked eye!" Unexpectedly, a man named Qian Tu appeared behind them. People saw that he had a pointed mouth and no cheeks, and looked like a monkey, so they called him Qian the Monkey. He usually made a living by carrying water for people, earning a meager living. He was also the one who carried water for the Zhao sisters.
Qian Husun overheard Wang Er and Zhang Cai's argument. To protect the Zhao sisters, he rushed to Fei Yan's house to inform her. Fei Yan was terrified and panicked, and could only beg Qian Husun to go to the Hong family to tell Hong Jinsheng and ask for a solution.
Around noon, Qian Husun hurriedly returned and told Fei Yan, "Hong Jinsheng has gone to the countryside to collect rent!" The Zhao sisters were now completely panicked and at a loss. Qian Husun suddenly came up with a temporary solution, saying, "I know Granny Jin in Hongfu Lane in the city. She has vacant rooms for rent. I'll talk to Granny Jin for you, and it shouldn't be a problem for you to move there immediately." Qian Husun continued, "The Huangfu family comes and goes in that lane from time to time, so no one dares to bother Wang Er anymore. Even if Zhang Cai has the guts of a million, he wouldn't dare to bother you." He De was still worried and said, "What if Hong Jinsheng comes looking for us?" Fei Yan gave He De a meaningful look and laughed, "So you can't do without him... We can't worry about that right now. We'll just ask Brother Qian to inform Hong Jinsheng later!" Because there were outsiders present, Fei Yan didn't dare to be too explicit. He De, however, understood what her sister meant and blushed deeply.
So, the Zhao sisters quickly packed their things and followed Qian Husun to Hongfu Lane.
In Hongfu Lane of Chang'an City lived a military governor named Zhao Lin, a distant relative of Zhao Man and thus a relative of the Zhao sisters.
When Emperor Xiaoyuan died, his son, Emperor Xiaocheng, ascended the throne. Because Emperor Xiaocheng was young and inexperienced, and indulged in wine and women, he frequently held banquets at Zhao Lin's residence. Zhao Lin thus gained favor and became extremely powerful, his household maids all skilled in music, singing, and dancing.
In the lane lived a matchmaker named Jin, known as Granny Jin. Granny Jin made her living by matchmaking; she was very eloquent and adept at deception, but aside from being opportunistic, she wasn't particularly malicious. Because Zhao Lin often asked her to help find courtesans and maids, she was a regular at the Zhao residence.
Qian Husun led the Zhao sisters to Granny Jin's house and explained their purpose. Granny Jin readily agreed, even scolding Wang Er and Zhang Cai a bit, and asked the Zhao sisters to stay. Granny Jin said, "I think you two sisters are quite pleasing to the eye, so please stay. The rent is up to you; just remember to make me a pair of embroidered shoes if you have time!" The Zhao sisters replied in unison, "Of course!" After Granny Jin left, the Zhao sisters asked Qian Husun to help them set up their beds and stove, working until late into the evening. Feiyan gave Qian Husun some silver, partly as a thank you, and partly to ask him to help sell some embroidery silk to make money. As Qian Husun was leaving, Hede reminded him to inform Hong Jinsheng.
As soon as Qian Husun stepped out, Feiyan seized on Hede's words, teasing, "Shame on you! You keep talking about Hong Jinsheng. My dear sister! What makes you so obsessed with Hong Jinsheng?!" Hede, though embarrassed, wasn't about to back down, retorting, "And you're talking about me! Who was it that said that night, 'I don't care about you, you'll still get what you want from me!'?" Hede mimicked Feiyan's coquettish tone.
Feiyan grabbed Hede... She pinched He De's breast and said, "Look at this slutty look, she must be craving a man again. I should have known better than to bring her here, I could have just let Wang Er and Zhang Cai rape her!" He De's breasts felt comfortable as Fei Yan pinched and kneaded them, her body felt weak and limp. She leaned against Fei Yan and said in a coquettish voice, "Hmm... being raped... feels good... but I'm afraid... hmm, I might have to... lose my life, that would be so... unfair... ah... sister... you're rubbing me so... wonderfully... hmm..." Fei Yan laughed and said, "Alright! I'll rape you now." As she spoke, she pulled on He De's belt and took off her clothes. He De also giggled and played around with Fei Yan, pulling at her clothes. The two sisters twirled and groped each other, falling naked onto the bed.
Fei Yan wrapped her arms around He De's soft waist and kissed her hot red lips. Hede parted her lips slightly and slipped her tongue into Feiyan's mouth, their tongues intertwining and sucking. As their emotions intensified, they embraced and rolled around passionately. Feiyan's hand reached down to Hede's inner thigh, caressing her labia and clitoris. Feiyan's
five fingers tirelessly teased Hede's already wet vulva, waves of pleasure washing over Hede, causing her to writhe uncontrollably; the moans escaping her throat grew louder. Feiyan, too, became aroused by the friction of her breasts, her cheeks flushing red, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.
Perhaps because they were both women, they knew exactly where a woman's most sensitive and pleasurable spots were, so every touch targeted the most sensitive areas, driving each other to ecstasy. Therefore, aside from the deep tingling sensation deep within the vagina, which could only be relieved by a penis, sometimes the mutual caresses between sisters were even more intoxicating than a man's touch, no wonder they enjoyed it so much.
Feiyan turned around, straddling Hede's chest with her legs apart. Her open vulva could even accommodate Hede's hard nipples. Hede's hands squeezed her breasts, trying to push her nipples as far as possible into Feiyan's vagina; while Feiyan rubbed
her waist and contracted her lower abdomen, her vagina even sucking like a mouth.
Hede moaned as she was sucked: "...Ah...Sister's...little hole...mmm...is sucking milk...mmm...so wonderful...wonderful..." Meanwhile, Feiyan groaned: "...Ah...your...nipples...ah...are violating me...ah...I feel so good...so good..." As she moved, Feiyan also used her fingers to part Hede's thick labia, easily sliding her middle finger into the wet vagina, slowly moving it in and out. As Feiyan's fingers moved faster, Hede let out even more lewd moans, and more vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, making the "splish! splish!" sounds and seductive moans combine into a lewd symphony.
Hede's nipples rubbed against Feiyan's vulva, giving Feiyan sexual satisfaction as well, and the overflowing, glistening fluid stained Hede's breasts.
In a daze, the two gradually entered a frenzied climax of lust... They seemed to have forgotten Hong Jinsheng... they seemed to have forgotten Wang Er and Zhang Cai... they seemed to have forgotten where they were... Several days later, Granny Jin came and sat down, saying, "It's been a few days since I last visited you. I wonder if you've been staying here?" Feiyan thanked her first, saying, "Thank you for your concern, Granny. These past two days, my sister and I have made a pair of coarse shoes to give to you." As she spoke, she took out a pair of rusty shoes and a picture of a beautiful woman embroidered on white silk, and gave them to Granny Jin.
Granny Jin took the painting and glanced at it, then exclaimed, "Wow! What exquisite craftsmanship! The flowers you've made look so lifelike, truly ingenious and utterly charming!" Suddenly remembering something, Granny Jin continued, "That's right!
A few days ago, Master Zhao (Zhao Lin) asked me to help an embroiderer make two sets of floral dresses. I think you two have such skillful hands; it's like finding a needle in a haystack! I'll speak to Master Zhao about it. If he agrees to this job, the reward will be quite substantial!" Granny Jin went to Zhao Lin's residence and, upon seeing him, said, "Master Zhao recently asked me to find an embroiderer, but I couldn't find a skilled one anywhere. Unexpectedly, the two young women currently living in my house have truly superb craftsmanship; their creations look as if they've come to life." Saying this, she took out the painting and handed it to Zhao Lin to look at.
Zhao Lin unfolded the painting and saw its vibrant colors and exquisite craftsmanship. He was delighted and immediately said, "There are such skillful girls in the world! This one painting alone is worth a thousand gold pieces. I will go and invite them to come and see it tomorrow." Granny Jin said, "Since you like it, sir, I will go and bring them over tomorrow." After saying this, she took her leave.
Granny Jin left the mansion and immediately went to Fei Yan's house to report the good news.
Fei Yan also said excitedly, "If there is any benefit, I will never forget you, Granny." (VI) Early the next morning, Fei Yan and He De dressed neatly and followed Granny Jin to the Zhao mansion.
Upon seeing her, Zhao Lin thought to himself, "Such a beautiful woman exists in the world! If it weren't for this portrait, she would almost be forgotten." He then made a plan and asked, "What are your names, and where are you from?" Fei Yan replied, "My surname is Zhao, and my given name is Fei Yan. My sister's name is He De. We are from Jiangdu. Our parents died early, and we have no other relatives.
Because of a severe drought in Jiangdu, we were forced to wander far from home..." Fei Yan calmly and eloquently recounted the whole story. Of course, she didn't mention a word about her personal affairs.
Seeing Fei Yan's fluent answers and her virtuous and graceful appearance, Zhao Lin felt even more affection for her. After Feiyan finished speaking, Zhao Lin said, "So, we're from the same clan. I'd like to take you two as my goddaughters, to live in my household, and I'll help you find good families to marry into later. What do you say?" The Zhao sisters were overjoyed at this, but before they could reply, Granny Jin interjected, "Oh!
Master's kindness is truly a blessing for you! Quickly thank Master and agree!" The Zhao sisters immediately knelt down, bowed three times, and called him "Father." Zhao Lin was delighted to have such obedient goddaughters and couldn't help but laugh heartily. He quickly instructed the servants to prepare the hall for the formal ceremony and ordered a banquet to be set up so that he could enjoy a meal with Granny Jin and the Zhao sisters. The atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.
Meanwhile, Hong Jinsheng, having returned from collecting rent, was looking for a matchmaker to arrange marriages when he heard the news from Qian Husun. Unable to contain his anger, Hong Jinsheng immediately dismissed Qian Husun and went to Hongfu Lane the next day to find Granny Jin.
Granny Jin, having assumed someone was harassing the Zhao sisters, was somewhat suspicious of Hong Jinsheng and asked, "Are you related to them?" Hong Jinsheng replied, "I'm their neighbor. I heard they just moved here, so I came to visit." The well-informed Granny Jin, upon hearing this, roughly understood the situation, but thought to herself, "Since I'm protecting the Zhao sisters, I mustn't cause any trouble, lest I make things difficult for Master Zhao." She immediately frowned and, without asking any questions, berated Hong Jinsheng.
Hong Jinsheng, naturally enraged, began arguing with Granny Jin. The two women were arguing, which had already alerted the neighbors, who all came to ask, "What's the matter, Granny?" Granny Jin, still refusing to back down, said, "Two orphaned sisters, disturbed by the noise, secretly moved into the Zhao family mansion here. Master Zhao, impressed by their exquisite embroidery, adopted them as his daughters. Now this little bachelor has come knocking..." Before she could finish, the crowd erupted in anger, pulling and shoving, punching and kicking Hong Jinsheng until he could only beg for mercy.
Granny Jin, only wanting to give Hong Jinsheng a hint, tried to smooth things over, saying, "Gentlemen, forgive him this time, but next time you won't!" Hong Jinsheng, having been beaten for no reason, felt dizzy and unsteady, limping out of Hongfu Lane. Back home, thinking about this injustice, he fell ill from anger and lay in bed for several days—but that's another story.
After Feiyan and Hede entered the Zhao household, they spent their days doing needlework and embroidery. In their spare time, Zhao Lin also had them learn singing and dancing. Hede had little interest in singing and dancing, and only went through the motions when learning. However, Feiyan was very focused and dedicated, studying all day long, neglecting her food, and even spending all her savings to buy Yunni dance costumes, which made others laugh at her for being obsessed with dancing.
Because Feiyan was naturally slender and graceful, and was also very intelligent, she was able to incorporate the "Peng Zu Fang Mai" qigong she had mastered into her dance, making her dance unique, truly like a dragon and a phoenix soaring, dazzling the eyes.
Feiyan's natural beauty, coupled with her skillful dancing, not only won Zhao Lin's favor, but also meant that whenever distinguished guests came, Zhao Lin would always ask her to perform a dance to show off.
One day, Emperor Cheng of Han finished his court session and, having nothing to do, suddenly had a whim and ordered a palace servant to come to the Zhao household.
Upon receiving the imperial decree, Zhao Lin busied himself with preparations to receive the emperor and prepare a banquet.
Before long, a commotion arose on the imperial road; Emperor Cheng of Han had arrived. Zhao Lin, with his retinue of guards, escorted him to his home. After the audience, Zhao Lin respectfully welcomed the emperor to his seat and then said, "I have a daughter named Feiyan, whose singing and dancing are exquisite. Please summon her to perform a dance to please Your Majesty." Emperor Cheng was delighted and said, "Excellent! Quickly summon her!" Zhao Lin immediately ordered
his attendants to bring Miss Feiyan out. Upon learning of the emperor's arrival and the decree to perform a dance, Feiyan changed into her light and flowing floral dance gown and went to the Wanhua Tower. Feiyan moved with graceful steps, her skirt swaying gently; her face was like a crabapple blossom glistening with morning dew; her waist was like a willow swaying in the spring breeze; she was like a fairy maiden in a secluded garden, surpassing even the celestial maiden of the moon palace.
As the music began, Feiyan adjusted her clothes and danced, just as the poem described: "All the flowers of Jiangnan bloom for you, I envy their beauty, yet I am ashamed to admit my inferiority; the spring breeze has already begun to stir, who says the drums can hasten the dance?" When the song ended, Emperor Cheng was so captivated that he almost forgot to applaud, remaining stunned for a long while before exclaiming, "Wonderful dance! Wonderful dance! It makes me utterly captivated. Feiyan! Feiyan! Truly living up to her name. Hahaha..." Having received Emperor Cheng's praise, Feiyan hurriedly took out a wine cup and knelt before him to offer a toast and express her gratitude. Emperor Cheng helped her up, but his eyes lingered on Feiyan, as if he were intoxicated, almost drooling with desire. Even as he prepared to return to the palace, Emperor Cheng's gaze never left Feiyan.
After escorting the emperor back to the palace, Zhao Lin pondered the emperor's intense gaze upon Fei Yan, realizing the emperor harbored affection for her. He thought, "His Majesty was captivated by Fei Yan today; he will surely find an opportunity to bring her into the palace. It would be better to do him a favor now and send her to him. If Fei Yan gains favor in the future, I can also benefit and secure long-term wealth and status." Therefore, Zhao Lin told Fei Yan that he intended to send her to the palace to enjoy wealth and honor, listing many benefits to tempt her.
In truth, Fei Yan knew that Emperor Cheng was infatuated with her, and she also knew that entering the palace was something that ordinary poor families could only dream of. Now, she had this opportunity. Thinking of the hardships her sisters had endured relying on each other, she felt a surge of excitement, as if a world had changed. Fei Yan concealed her joy, saying only, "I will leave everything to Father's decision!" The next day at dawn, Zhao Lin brought Fei Yan to the palace gates. After the court session ended and the officials descended the steps, Zhao Lin addressed Emperor Cheng, saying, "My daughter, Feiyan, is of frail and weak constitution, unfit to fill the harem. Yesterday, she casually offered me a cup of wine
, and Your Majesty, with your favor, I have come to present it to you. I wonder if Your Majesty will accept it?" This was exactly what Emperor Cheng wanted, and he asked, "Where is she now?" Zhao Lin replied, "She is outside the court, and dares not enter without permission." Emperor Cheng could not hide his delight and quickly said, "I understand your kind intentions, my dear minister. Summon her immediately." Zhao Lin then left the court and brought Feiyan to the hall. Feiyan, with her sweet and melodious voice, shouted "Long live the Emperor!" three times and kowtowed to Emperor Cheng. Seeing the beautiful woman, Emperor Cheng was overjoyed, his heart brimming with happiness. Emperor Cheng immediately bestowed honors and titles upon Zhao Lin; and granted Feiyan the title of Jieyu (a concubine rank). After Zhao Lin thanked the Emperor and took his leave, Emperor Cheng immediately ordered a banquet to be held and also arranged for a separate venue, the "Welcoming Spring Pavilion," in preparation for his visit to Feiyan that very night.
Inside the Yingchun Pavilion, Emperor Cheng, overjoyed to have gained such a beautiful woman, drank heartily, cup after cup, until he was thoroughly drunk. It wasn't until the first watch of the night that Emperor Cheng pulled Feiyan to sit beside him on the edge of the bed, saying, "Today I have gained my beloved, my life's desires are fulfilled!" Feiyan replied, "This lowly concubine is weak and frail, defiled by Your Majesty. If Your Majesty does not abandon me, and we can grow old together, it would truly be my fortune." Emperor Cheng said, "No need for such thoughts, let us
enjoy this night's pleasure." So they undressed each other and lay down on the bed. Emperor Cheng turned to his side, carefully admiring Feiyan's soft body. Her eyebrows were delicately furrowed, her hair was loosely tied, her eyes were bright and clear, her face flushed, a picture of shy charm. One hand covered her full breasts, the other half-covered her private parts.
Emperor Cheng was mesmerized, his large hand roaming unrestrainedly over Feiyan's smooth, silky skin. The gentle caresses fueled their pent-up lust, their breathing growing heavy and labored.
Emperor Cheng, unable to contain himself, lowered his head to kiss Fei Yan's cherry lips while simultaneously covering her vulva with his hand. He smacked his lips, sucking on Fei Yan's sweet saliva with audible "tsk! tsk!" He felt the thick, curly downy hair on her mons pubis, the warm, soft texture of her vulva like a freshly baked bun.
Fei Yan was like parched land receiving rain, dry wood meeting a blazing fire. From the moment she entered the Yingchun Pavilion, she had been consumed by thoughts of lovemaking, her desires so intense that her vagina was constantly wet. However, to conceal her past transgressions, Fei Yan resolved to endure tonight, using her charms to prevent Emperor Cheng from succeeding, while simultaneously making him even more infatuated with her—a strategy of forbearance for a greater purpose.
When Emperor Cheng's lust could no longer be restrained, he hastily pressed himself against Fei Yan, his thick, hard penis poised to penetrate her vagina. Fei Yan quickly activated her family's traditional qigong, the "Peng Zu Fang Mai," holding her breath and focusing her energy in her lower body, making her vaginal opening as solid as a copper wall or iron barrier. No matter how hard Emperor Cheng tried to pry and drill, he couldn't cross that line even an inch. This left Emperor Cheng burning with lust, sweating profusely, yet still unable to satisfy his craving. (※Passerby's note: Who knew the "Peng Zu Fang Mai" qigong had such a wonderful use, haha!) Fei Yan beneath him was all smiles and moans, especially when Emperor Cheng was relentlessly thrusting in, she cried out in pain like a virgin, even squeezing out a few tears when her performance was truly convincing. Feiyan gripped Emperor Cheng's arm tightly with both hands, sobbing, "...It hurts...ah...this lowly concubine...can't bear it...ah...Your Majesty...um...so thick...big...ah, it hurts..." Emperor Cheng's penis was indeed much thicker and larger than any Feiyan had tasted before, and with Feiyan's deliberate teasing, Emperor Cheng struggled desperately for half an hour, but still couldn't get in. Overwhelmed by lust, Emperor Cheng could only press his penis against Fei Yan's crotch, rubbing against her thighs, and said helplessly, "My darling! I can't get it in like this, it's making me so anxious!" Fei Yan blushed and apologized, "Please, Your Majesty, don't be impatient, this humble concubine is also struggling. It's just that if it doesn't work today, perhaps it will be easier tomorrow. Please be patient, Your Majesty!" After saying this, she sat up and knelt before Emperor Cheng, reaching out to grasp his erect penis, saying, "Let this humble concubine relieve Your Majesty's desire first!" Fei Yan recalled the book "Springtime" that Da Hu had brought her, and applied the techniques for licking penises described in it to Emperor Cheng. Fei Yan first stroked Emperor Cheng's penis a few times, then opened her small mouth and sucked on the glans. Emperor Cheng's thick penis, with just the glans filling Fei Yan's mouth, seemed to swell even more under her teasing. Although Emperor Cheng was the emperor, with his concubines and courtiers at his disposal, he had never tasted the pleasure of having his penis sucked. Now, with Fei Yan holding his penis in her mouth, sucking and rubbing it with her tongue, he not only satisfied his lust but also found it incredibly novel. Emperor Cheng felt that the tight, rubbing sensation in Fei Yan's mouth
was no different from being penetrated, and yet he could enjoy the pleasure of penetration without any effort.
Fei Yan would sometimes circle the glans with her tongue, and sometimes swallow the entire penis into her mouth. Feiyan's lips and tongue teased every sensitive spot on his penis, making Emperor Cheng's breathing become increasingly rapid, his blood rushing to his head, causing him to groan incessantly, murmuring, "...Oh...sucking...good...? Truly...my...heart...darling...ah...yes...suck harder...oh good...good..." Emperor Cheng ran one hand through Feiyan's loose hair, pressing her head tightly against his penis; his other hand stretched out, using his fingers to tease Feiyan's vulva, even trying to insert his middle finger into her wet, hot honey hole, which made her twist her waist and sway her hips, feeling incredibly comfortable. If it weren't for the penis stuffed in her mouth, she might have cried out in lewdness.
Feiyan's head rose and fell, her lips constantly moving up and down the surface of his penis, her face showing an expression of intoxication, and she made "mmm...tsk tsk..." sounds, as if the penis was the most delicious food in the world.
As Feiyan sucked hard, her cheeks hollowed out, Emperor Cheng suddenly felt a tingling numbness at the base of his penis, which seemed to be rapidly swelling, as if brewing a powerful, pent-up force. Emperor Cheng growled softly, "...Oh...I can't...hold...it...um...I'm going to...cum...ahhh..." With the roar, Emperor Cheng not only thrust his lower body forward with all his might, but also moved his fingers inside her even faster, fantasizing about his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.
Feiyan only felt Emperor Cheng's fingers moving rapidly, giving her waves of pleasure, but she didn't notice that his penis was throbbing intensely. Suddenly, a gush of semen shot out, without warning, straight into the depths of Feiyan's throat, almost suffocating her and making her gag.
"Gulp!" Fei Yan swallowed the semen that filled her mouth, then continued to lick the penis carefully until the hard penis slowly calmed down and shrank in waves of twitching and throbbing... After this fierce battle, Emperor Cheng felt satisfied and fell asleep with Fei Yan in his arms. Fei Yan, however, started to touch herself, thinking, "After tonight, the Emperor should no longer doubt that I am not a virgin. Tomorrow... tomorrow I will let the Emperor's penis moisten my little hole..." (VII) It is said that Emperor Cheng of Han was not satisfied with his first visit to Fei Yan. The next day, from the morning court to the afternoon when he was reviewing memorials, he was absent-minded, thinking about how to get Fei Yan and how Fei Yan could help him suck it out... He thought about it all day long, and his penis was so hard that it almost cramped and went numb. Before it got dark, Emperor Cheng couldn't wait to go to Yingchun Pavilion, as if he was determined not to give up until he achieved his goal.
Upon seeing Feiyan kneeling in greeting, Emperor Cheng's eyes narrowed with lust, a grin spreading across his face. Disregarding the proper etiquette between ruler and subject, he stepped forward to help Feiyan up, then roughly touched her genitals before dragging her straight to his bedchamber, exclaiming, "Quick! Quick! I've missed you so much!" Emperor Cheng was so impatient that he didn't even bother to dismiss the serving maids. He and Feiyan stripped naked and collapsed onto the bed, engaging in passionate lovemaking
. The maids were caught off guard, their faces flushed with embarrassment as they watched this live sex show. Emperor Cheng's eyes gleamed with greed as he stared at Feiyan's curvaceous, translucent body. He seemed intoxicated; a surge of heat rose from his heart, gathering in his lower abdomen, causing his penis to swell even more.
Feiyan, captivated, gently caressed Emperor Cheng's penis, fantasizing about the pleasure of its penetration, causing her vaginal fluids to flow freely.
The surging passion and excitement in her heart were evident in Fei Yan's slightly parted, alluring eyes and her half-open, panting lips! Emperor Cheng, amidst a frenzied and unrestrained kiss, also freely caressed her pure, smooth, and delicate body. His hands, lips, and tongue explored her breasts and vulva with extreme boldness.
Fei Yan's breasts, small yet firm, fit perfectly in the palm of one's hand, felt exceptionally soft and delicate to the touch; her rosy nipples stood erect. Her face, flushed with spring's passion, her smooth and beautiful shoulders, her swaying breasts, her boneless waist, her white and full buttocks, her long and shapely legs… almost everything about her aroused Emperor Cheng's lust.
Feiyan lay docilely, letting Emperor Cheng's fingers roam over her body, quietly enjoying the teasing and nibbling of his skillful lips and tongue. Overwhelmed by the continuous pleasure, Feiyan breathed softly, her cheeks flushed, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, seemingly lost in extreme comfort and joy.
Lost in ecstasy, Feiyan's hand, gripping his penis, sometimes rubbing, sometimes squeezing, sometimes moving up and down, sending waves of tingling sensations to Emperor Cheng's head, causing him to unconsciously gasp and breathe heavily. At the height of his passion, Emperor Cheng almost couldn't hold back and ejaculated.
He quickly took a deep breath to calm himself, then rolled over and pressed himself against Feiyan, guiding his erect penis towards her wet opening. Emperor Cheng first teased and stroked the rosy clitoris with the tip of his penis, then whispered in Fei Yan's ear, "Your thing is truly wonderful, but yesterday I couldn't get it in, which made me restless! Now, relax your body, don't be tense, and you won't feel pain!" Fei Yan nodded slightly and said, "Yes! Please be gentle, Your Majesty. Your jade pillar is truly astonishingly large, and I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it!" As she spoke, Fei Yan relaxed her body and spread her legs, preparing to receive a pleasurable sexual encounter.
After adjusting his position, Emperor Cheng thrust his long penis in, forcefully inserting the tip of his penis. "Ah!... It hurts!
..." Although Fei Yan's vagina was often moistened and she was not a virgin, this cry of pain was genuine. Emperor Cheng's penis was indeed thick and large, with the tip alone like an egg, stretching Fei Yan's vaginal opening and causing sharp pain.
As soon as Emperor Cheng's glans entered, he felt a tight, warm pleasure that made him seem to lose all reason. Ignoring Fei Yan's cries, he thrust forcefully, managing to penetrate another inch or two. The squeezing and stinging sensation made Fei Yan grimace and pull back, constantly crying out in pain.
Seeing that Fei Yan truly couldn't bear it anymore, and feeling that his penis was already a third of the way in, Emperor Cheng felt much more at ease and gently comforted her, saying, "My dear minister, look! I've already inserted almost halfway, so it's clear I can go in more. Now let me pull out, and we'll try again later!" With that, he withdrew his penis, and clear fluid flowed from Fei Yan's vaginal opening.
Fei Yan felt a relaxation in her vagina, and the stinging pain immediately disappeared, but she felt empty and itchy inside. Unable to bear the emptiness, Fei Yan reached out and grabbed Emperor Cheng's penis, guiding it towards her vulva, her eyes filled with tears, gesturing for him to try again. Feiyan used her fingers to pull apart Feiyan's labia, trying to make it easier for Emperor Cheng's penis to penetrate.
Emperor Cheng understood Feiyan's intention, first spitting on the glans before carefully entering.
This time, Emperor Cheng dared not attack rashly, but instead used methods such as "nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust," "slow entry and quick exit," and "light at first, then heavy," slowly feeling every fold and every bump on the surface of Feiyan's vaginal walls with the surface of his penis.

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