[The Lustful Emperor's Beautiful Harem] [The End]

The first time, she secretly slept with a virtuous woman through the window, her lecherous gun unstoppable, shooting at her chaste wife. "Ah...ah..." Her white, round buttocks rose high, trembling uncontrollably. Moans escaped from the woman's heaving chest, mixed with suppressed and irrepressible urges. The scene was so erotic.
At twenty-six years old, she was by no means a licentious person. From childhood, she had remained chaste, enduring the pain of her wedding night, and even now, after nearly ten years of marriage, she had never tasted the joys of intimacy. She had only ever fulfilled her duties as a wife, keeping her eyes downcast, bearing children, and continuing the family line.
She never dared to open her eyes, make a sound, or even feel the slightest pleasure during those shameful moments; that was unacceptable for a virtuous woman.
Although she had long, slender legs, round buttocks, and jade-like breasts, they were all hidden deep within her dignified demeanor, never revealed in the slightest.
But today, she was a different person. Her two jade-like legs twisted wildly, her face flushed, her breathing rapid. One hand braced herself on the bed, the other gripping her breasts tightly, her buttocks raised high.
It was a position she would never have dared to imagine herself in, a position so lewd and humiliating. Further down, her most exquisite part of her body frantically welcomed the treasure that had transformed her into this beautiful yet ugly state—the treasure of the man behind her.
The man who had completely conquered her chastity, with his thick, hard treasure, thrust and ravaged her exquisite parts violently, yet skillfully teased her lust, making her feel both ecstatic and unable to stop.
He thrust deeply and slowly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, his torrential attacks driving her to madness, then he seemed eager to ejaculate, only to withdraw slightly, leaving her unable to stop.
Just as her mind calmed down and she managed to suppress her raging lust, regaining a little of her sense of shame, another rapid thrust pushed her to the peak of desire once more. At the very moment of reaching her climax, he turned back, leaving her both angry and ashamed.
He would occasionally lean in and breathe hot air into her ear, causing her already taut nerves to snap. She wanted to escape but couldn't, desperately trying to meet his thrusts, but it still wasn't enough.
Her mind went blank, leaving only her slightly parted lips panting and murmuring, "I want...I want..." "What do you want?" that seductive voice came from behind her, while his thrusts intensified.
Even if she was as chaste and as averse to indecent acts as she was, she knew perfectly well that he wanted her to name the treasure that drove her to ecstasy.
That treasure was indeed formidable, almost twice the size of her husband's, and as hard as an iron rod. It thrust in and out of her body for nearly half an hour with ecstasy, showing no signs of fatigue. He teased her wave after wave, yet remained completely at ease, showing no sign of suppressing his desire. She suspected he hadn't even used a fraction of the power of that colossal pillar.
Thinking of this, she felt both joy and fear. When he asked her to call out the treasure's name, her face flushed crimson with shame. She bit her lip in a final, futile resistance; after all, after so many years of chastity and timidity, she simply couldn't bring herself to utter the name of that lewd object.
Seeing her silence, the man merely chuckled, and with a sudden thrust, she went limp and couldn't resist, begging for mercy.
"Please... spare me... I really can't say it..." The man remained silent, only intensifying his movements, making her pleas broken and incomplete. Her initial repeated "no"s turned into incessant murmurs. "I'll say... I'll say..." The man slowed his movements, bringing his lips close to hers, listening to her whisper, almost inaudibly, with utter shyness, "I want... I want... my dear brother's... my... darling." Hearing the word "darling," the man looked at the virtuous woman beneath him, remembering her usual dignified and elegant demeanor, and felt an indescribable excitement. He resumed his thrusting, but not so rapidly, instead alternating between fast and slow, deep and shallow, giving her indescribable pleasure.
She thought she had satisfied his ears, but then, recalling her earlier lewd words, her face flushed crimson to the roots of her ears. She closed her eyes, afraid to open them, trying to convince herself that it was just a nightmare that hadn't happened. Unexpectedly, he leaned close to her ear again and uttered something that drove her mad.
"Brother's treasure, what is it?" He asked again!
This terrified her, and she struggled desperately to escape, but he teased her repeatedly, leaving her half-dead, with no choice but to submit in humiliation. She racked her brains, remembering the heart-pounding scene from a book she'd secretly read about her husband years ago. Gritting her teeth, she forced out two words—"penis." She closed her eyes tightly, her body twisting even more contorted, utterly ashamed.
Unexpectedly, he persisted. Although his movements clearly showed his growing excitement, he continued, "What does 'penis' mean? I'm not well-educated, I don't understand." These words struck her like a bolt from the blue. The virtuous woman had never experienced anything like this before; her whole body instantly flushed red, and she adopted a posture of absolute refusal.
He not only worked on her lower body, but also gently licked her earlobes, caressed her nipples, and occasionally gave them a hard pinch, driving the beautiful woman, overwhelmed by shame and desire, almost to madness. His movements were intermittent, leaving her burning with desire and helpless.
She desperately tried to endure, but her writhing legs and buttocks faithfully betrayed her lust. When her last bit of defense collapsed, her face turned purple, and with immense resolve, she took a deep breath and shouted out two words—"Phallicity!"
After uttering those two words, she almost wanted to die. Calling out the name of a man's penis three times was something she wouldn't have been willing to endure, even if it meant going through fire and water. But the man, although aroused by those three calls like a beast in heat, his lower body even more swollen and hard, red and purple, unexpectedly pulled his member out, to the entrance, paused briefly, and then…
"Unfortunately, my dear sister, what you want, my darling, my penis, my manhood, I don't have. What I can give you, I don't want." With a "whoosh," he prepared to thrust out.
This drove the virtuous woman completely mad. Although he had made her feel like she was dying inside him, she now realized that if he stopped, it would truly kill her! She frantically begged for mercy, apologized, and begged him not to take it out, begged him to give it to her.
He said, "One last time, tell your dear brother if I have anything that can be useful to my sister." She struggled and was afraid, but he showed no more coercion than before, instead saying impatiently, "Since I don't have what my sister wants, I have no choice but to withdraw."
The chaste and beautiful woman pleaded desperately, knowing she couldn't escape her fate, only gasping in vain, "What...is...what is it, dear brother?" He grinned wickedly, leaning closer to her and saying, "Don't you know, dear sister? It's that thing." He breathed his last breath into her ear: "That thing." Her shame shattered completely; she understood that no matter what she did, she was destined to be slaughtered. Her whole body flushed red, her legs pressed firmly against the bed, her buttocks no longer wiggling but tightly gripping the ground, her breath coming in gasps, only her breasts still trembling slightly.
With all her might, she squeezed her eyes shut and shouted, "Cock! Cock! I want my dear brother's cock! I want my brother's cock!" This cry pushed her nerves to the limit, and he too reached the peak of excitement.
"Brother has given you his whole cock!" His enormous penis, almost twice its original size, lifted her snow-white buttocks and thrust into her like a madman, pounding in and out, like waves crashing against rocks, making a loud slapping sound. The increasingly fierce thrusts caused her to gush forth like a torrent, reaching a peak in an instant. Her mind went blank, leaving only heavy breathing and the spasms of her entire body.
The man, also panting heavily, had already broken through his thick penis with his violent semen, about to ejaculate like a raging torrent into her virginity, as if to shatter her, turning her into a shower of flying petals and shattered jade between his legs.
The virtuous woman had long forgotten all shame and wifely virtue, only desperately waving her lewd buttocks and chaste little hole, welcoming his nectar, his thunderous force!
She closed her eyes tightly and cried out in ecstasy, "Good brother, give it to me! I want your cock! Give it to me!" But he didn't.
Although the extreme excitement had almost made him unable to hold back his ejaculation, he still managed to suppress the urge to ejaculate before that moment arrived.
He pulled his erect penis out of the limp woman, the once incomparably chaste woman's virginity. Perhaps from that moment on, that virginity was no longer a virginity, but rather a top-quality lewd hole dripping with a man's semen. That chaste woman was no longer a chaste woman, but a lewd woman being fucked to death by a wild man. However, not a drop
of semen flowed from her lower body, because he refused to give it to her; only her own vaginal fluids seeped out in small streams, like a flood that had just ended.
She was already delirious, her snow-white body lying limply on the bed, without any strength left. Only one small hand still seemed to want to savor the moment, reaching slightly towards her lower body, but it was too weak to touch her.
He glanced at the woman's shameful state and merely smiled faintly. He gripped his erect penis, recalling his sister-in-law's wanton behavior, and thought how fortunate he hadn't wasted his vital essence here, otherwise he would have been utterly humiliated. He put on his trousers and long robe, then pushed open the door.
Pushing open his sister-in-law's door, although he knew what was coming, he couldn't help but be somewhat surprised. His sister-in-law, though wearing a flowing robe on her upper body, was completely naked from the waist down.
One must know that in ancient times, during the strictest period of Confucianism, a woman would be so ashamed that even the sight of her forearm would lead to suicide.
If the reader doesn't believe it, one can look at the register of chaste women in the county government; it is densely filled with the names of virtuous women who died for their forearms being seen or their fingers touched, inspiring reverence and making women throughout the land follow their example, daring not to cross the line. But today, his sister-in-law was incredibly audacious. Although the two had been having an affair for several days, he was still astonished.
"What are you waiting for? Come on." The young woman stuck her buttocks out high, her fingers already caressing her vulva, making soft moaning sounds.
Masturbation? That's what the sages say is the most despicable thing for men, women... Seeing the young woman's shameful display, he couldn't help but feel a surge of lust, and his penis rose. "You little slut, you dare laugh at a seven-foot man like me." "So what if I laugh at a seven-foot man? I'm laughing at a seven-foot man's three-inch ugly thing." Three inches? Although he knew it was just banter, it still aroused him. His treasure, let alone a three-inch piece of trash, it could be six or eight inches or more. How could he let that woman talk any more? A sudden downpour of attacks, and the little slut who was just so proud was now only able to breathe, just begging for mercy.
He ignored her, how could he let a man's dignity be so easily mocked? He fucked her inside and out, up and down, until she was completely submissive.
After several orgasms, the young woman could no longer resist, only wishing that her little cunt could serve him with its torrent of pleasure, pouring in completely so he could fully enjoy her.
But he refused, merely withdrawing his penis (the slutty young woman had already used a name a thousand times more obscene, but due to its vulgarity, I cannot write it down). The young woman, however, was relentless. Even though her lower body was almost ruined, she still twisted and turned, grabbing the jade pillar that had brought her to such heights with her small hand and taking it into her mouth.
Her small mouth was both sweet and erotic, and the warm licking offered a completely different kind of pleasure from her cunt. Yet he still managed to hold back his ejaculation several times, driving the slutty young woman to the brink of impatience.
"Brother's penis is simply a divine weapon, I can't ejaculate even if I try my best, I can't take it anymore!" As tears streamed down her face, almost in despair, he suddenly ejaculated all over her body less than an inch from her lips, leaving her face and body covered in his holy fluid—evidence of his conquest and her humiliation.
The aunt was both ashamed and angry, chasing after him with her small hands, but he just grinned wickedly.
One hit, one response; another hit, another response, and in the blink of an eye, her small hands were in his grasp. He pushed her onto the bed, spreading her legs to reveal her little sister, which had just been thoroughly penetrated.
In just a few moments, she was surprised to find that after his frenzied ejaculation, his lower body was once again majestic and erect. What happened next was the fate she already knew—to be played with by him, to be ravaged by him, to be penetrated by him, to be driven to the brink of ecstasy and then to the peak of pleasure by him. Half an hour later, after several brushes with death, he generously ejaculated all his semen into her vagina, making her almost faint from pleasure.
"I've never so gladly bestowed such a wonderful gift upon a woman twice. Little sister, you are truly blessed!" he whispered in her hazy ear.

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