Spring tents and orioles

Spring Canopy and Flying Orioles [Qing Dynasty] by Chunjiang Hermit
A human voice:
I want to take off my silk robe, but the cold hasn't gone away; I don't roll up the beaded curtain. A person is deep within the secluded place; how many red apricot blossoms are on the branches? Tears stop the resentment of the Qingming rain. All day long, a wisp of incense smoke lingers; I wake late from my drunken stupor,
my spring mood ruined; the swallows again bring misguided news of my return; on the small screen, the road to the West River.
This poem, "Butterfly Loves Flowers," was written by Zhao Delin, grandson of the Song Dynasty emperor. Its words are poignant, expressing a complex mix of love and hate, unspoken yet deeply felt. Who can understand the depth of his feelings? It is truly breathtaking. However, the emotions of men and women
in this world are not only understood by princes and nobles; even the common people in the countryside deeply appreciate them. Perhaps some refined scholars disagree; dear reader, please be patient, let this
old monk recount an old story.
It is said that at the end of the Tang Dynasty, bandits rebelled, and in the blink of an eye, the unified land was torn apart. The Wu-Yue region was occupied by Lord Qian. Lord Qian, knowing the hardships of farming, consistently
implemented a policy of "allowing the people to rest and recuperate." In less than ten years, Wu-Yue was peaceful and prosperous, and the people rejoiced. The details are omitted here.
Now, in Mingzhou of the Taihu Lake region, there
lived a boy named "Tian Guan" (Heavenly Official). This boy's real name was Wu Sanchun, the youngest of three brothers. His parents had passed away when he was twelve. Sanchun initially lived with his eldest brother, Wu Dachun.
However, after about five years, Sanchun forcibly established his own household and rarely visited his brother's home. Why did Sanchun acquire the title "Tian Guan"? Because of his extraordinary courage from a young age, there was nothing he dared not do. Admiring him, the people bestowed upon him the
title "Heavenly Official. "
Sanchun was a tall and imposing man, a rare breed among southerners. Wherever he was, he was instantly recognizable, as he was
more than a head taller than the average person. In the blink of an eye, five years had passed. Sanchun was now twenty-two, approaching adulthood. All the men his age were already grooms, enjoying nightly
revelry and pleasure. Only Sanchun remained alone, his bed his only companion. Sanchun's family was poor. Besides two thatched huts, their home contained only a
firewood bed, an eight-immortal table, three rattan chairs, and a small stove about half a person's height, along with pots, pans, and other utensils. Those nearby who knew her family's circumstances, though they felt that "Tianguan" (her husband)
had good potential, did not want their daughters to suffer and therefore opposed the marriage. Some from afar sent matchmakers to arrange marriages, but Sanchun refused, saying, "Although 'parents' orders
and matchmakers' are the ancient custom, I will not follow these conventions. I insist on marrying someone I recognize, and I also want him..." " A person with proper manners, good looks, and virtue is what I desire.
That one from afar might be a dud!"
Hearing his words, the crowd remained silent to his face, but secretly whispered among themselves, "Tall and strong, he wastes money on clothes and food, and has no family fortune. He should just find a
woman to live with, but he has to come along with such an outlandish woman!" Someone laughed and said to Sanchun, "Heavenly Official, you must really be a Heavenly Official descended to the mortal world. Don't worry, a
goddess will surely come to match you!"
Sanchun knew that his words were sarcastic, but she didn't take it to heart and just laughed it off.
One midday, Sanchun was working in the polder fields. Her back, bent over for so long, ached, so she straightened up and stretched. Looking around, she saw clear mountains and waters, a vast
expanse of blue, willows swaying in the breeze, and the vibrant colors of spring. In the distance, she saw a pair of ducks nestled together, so affectionate. A pang of sadness and loneliness welled up in Sanchun's heart. Lost in thought
for a while , she sighed deeply and went back to work.
Suddenly, a mournful cry of birds pierced the air, like the wailing of a newborn baby, touching the heart and evoking pity.
Despite Sanchun's imposing stature, she was extremely kind-hearted, having spent her life helping the weak and oppressed, and performing many good deeds. Hearing the pitiful cries of birds in the sky, she felt a surge of
compassion and said, "Little bird, have you lost your mother and can't find her?" As she spoke, she looked up and saw high in the eastern sky, an eagle carrying a little
bird in its jaws. The little bird flapped its wings frantically, but how could it escape those vicious claws?
The mournful cries were coming from the little bird. Sanchun felt a surge of anger: "That wretched big bird, bullying the weak and small, what kind of skill is that?" After saying this, Sanchun picked up a
handful of pebbles from the polder and threw them into the air with all her might.
"Whoosh!" The pebble drew a bright line, and because it was white stone, it shone brightly, like a golden spear thrusting out. Strangely enough, the light rose into the air,
like a silver snake turning into a ribbon, heading straight for the giant eagle.
Although the pebble fell from the height into the field, splashing water with a "whoosh," the ball of light did not slow down. The giant eagle, certainly not expecting this change, hurriedly swooped higher,
but in its haste, it forgot its prey in its beak. The moment it opened its beak to peck at the shell, the little bird broke free of its grasp and plummeted to the ground. The giant eagle was about to swoop down to chase after it when the inexplicable bright line suddenly appeared again
, startling it so much that it mustered all its strength to soar into the clouds and escape.
Now that the little bird had escaped danger, it should have flapped its wings and flown away, but it had been wounded by the giant eagle. With the slightest exertion, its wound reopened, and blood gushed
out . The little bird cried out incoherently and fell helplessly from the sky.
Now, Sanchun, relieved to have scared away the giant eagle and seen the little bird spread its wings and take flight, thought the matter was settled and was about to resume his work when he was startled by the bird's
mournful . He immediately became worried: "Perhaps it's injured! How pitiful!" Sanchun looked up at the sky
and said, "Little bird, if you are truly injured and cannot fly, then rest and come with me. I will heal your wounds!" Sanchun, a truly sincere person, spoke while spreading his hands, hoping the exhausted little bird would rest on his palms.
As the saying goes, nothing is more true than a coincidence. The little bird, crooked and wobbly, landed gracefully in Sanchun's palm. It had golden feathers, a red beak, and blue eyes, and was very docile.
However, the feathers on its neck were disheveled, and a patch of feathers had fallen out, revealing a dark red, wrinkled skin the size of a fingernail, from which blood was seeping. Sanchun felt a pang of heartache at the sight.
Holding the bird, she took three steps at a time and leaped onto the bank of the field. She picked up a few leaves of grass with excellent hemostatic properties, swallowed them, chewed them into a paste, and carefully applied it to the little
bird's wound.
The little bird seemed to understand human nature, its eyes fixed on Sanchun, its bright blue eyes seemingly brimming with glistening tears. Sanchun, deeply moved, murmured to herself
, "Little bird, did I hurt you? Bear with it for now. After you're healed, go find your mother. From now on, you mustn't go out alone!"
The little bird seemed to understand Sanchun's words, nodding repeatedly, tears welling up in its blue eyes. Seeing its understanding, Sanchun couldn't help but tease, "Little bird,
you're so understanding, why don't you come and live with me? Alas, it's hard to live alone, I can't even find someone to talk to at night! Alas!" The little bird seemed to understand
Sanchun's meaning again, and it closed its eyes slightly, like a shy girl, then made two soft "hoohoo" sounds, before struggling to fly up and gently
pecking Sanchun's thick, red lips with its pointed red beak, tenderly and intimately.
Sanchun found the bird adorable, so she unbuttoned her bodice, nestled it in her arms, and reached up from under her belly to let the bird rest on its feet. Her care for the bird was truly
boundless!
In high spirits, Sanchun spoke to the little bird as she slowly made her way to her outhouse.
Halfway there, Sanchun spotted his elder brother, Dachun, and sister-in-law, Fan, stealing vegetables from a neighbor's garden. Sanchun snorted in disgust, startling them into fleeing in panic.
Fan, with her sharp eyes, recognized the newcomers as her own brothers and said to the man, "Don't panic, they're your brothers!"
The elder brother smiled sheepishly and said, "Why don't you come to my house for a visit, brother?"
Sanchun glanced at his sister-in-law, hesitating to speak, before finally saying, "Uncle is busy with farm work!"
Fan glanced at him, her cheeks flushing, and said with a hidden meaning, "Uncle is probably finding someone he likes and neglecting his own family!"
Sanchun frowned and glared, remaining silent for a long time. He actually disliked Fan and didn't want to waste time with her. Although he wanted to scold her, he felt bad for his brother, so he simply said "yes" and headed
home .
Fan was indeed difficult to deal with. Seeing the bulge in his uncle's arms, he assumed his uncle had also stolen something. He jumped over, quickly pressed down on it, and said, "Uncle, do you also have
something you're ashamed of?"
Sanchun was not expected by his actions. She hurriedly twisted her steps and dodged to the side, covering the little bird with her hand and saying, "Sister-in-law, please don't be so presumptuous. I have an injured little
bird !"
Dachun also rushed over and said urgently, "Let me see it quickly!"
Sanchun could not refuse her brother's request, so she had to lift her clothes and show them the little bird.
Fan exclaimed, "This bird is so lucky to have such a kind uncle! It's true that humans are not as good as birds!"
Da Chun, who usually loved good food, didn't understand Fan's hidden meaning. He made a claw with his hand as if to grab the little bird and said to his uncle, "Third brother, you're not a child anymore
. Why are you still indulging in childish games? Why not kill it and give it to me to drink with, okay?"
San Chun was shocked and angry. He quickly blocked Da Chun's grabbing motion and said, "Brother, although it's just a bird, it still has a life! How can you use such cruel methods? You might be punished
!" San Chun put the little bird back and went straight home.
Fan said from behind, "Uncle, this is a beautiful thrush, it fetches a good price on the market! Perhaps you're lonely at night and want
a bird to keep you company? Why suffer like this? Bring it over to join us. Your elder brother can't offer comforting words, but there's your sister-in-law here. We're family, why be so formal
?"
Da Chun had always been indecisive, letting Fan make the decisions. Hearing Fan's words, he thought she was incredibly virtuous! He
kept saying , "That's right, that's right, Uncle, why don't you just give in to your sister-in-law!"
San Chun wanted to scold her, but couldn't bear to ruin the brotherly relationship, so he pretended to be deaf, walked quickly home, picked some green beans from the vegetable garden, mashed them, mixed them with
spring water, and fed them to the little bird. The little bird sipped its food with a rhythmic cadence, a sight that delighted the heart. Sanchun remarked, "Being a bird isn't so bad, unlike the tedious affairs of the human world!"
For five days straight, Sanchun stayed home, meticulously tending to the little bird, hoping it would recover quickly and that this matter could be resolved. Sanchun had always been this way; he always saw
things through to the end, otherwise, he would feel uneasy.
On the sixth day, around 3 PM, the little bird fluttered up and flew away. It circled around, refusing to leave.
Seeing that it had recovered, Sanchun happily said, "Little bird, go now, but be careful in the future!"
The little bird perched on Sanchun's shoulder, gazing intently into his eyes. Its bright green eyes instantly turned red, as if it had countless things to say, but couldn't utter a word. After a long while,
the little bird, just like before, eagerly stretched out its red beak and gently pecked at Sanchun's thick lips several times, then chirped a few times before reluctantly flying out of
the outhouse. It circled the outhouse three times before flapping its wings and disappearing into the clouds.
That night at midnight, Sanchun finished urinating and, without locking the door, climbed onto the firewood bed and fell fast asleep.
Around three-quarters of the hour, Sanchun heard a "squeak" sound and was startled. He thought a thief had come, thinking, "You little rascal, you've really come to snatch my teeth!
I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!" So he pretended to be asleep and held his breath, luring the thief in.
A moment later, a dark figure indeed crept in. He tiptoed and moved as lightly as a swallow, floating to the bedside.
Sanchun was greatly surprised and thought, "This thief is strange. Why doesn't he rummage through drawers and cabinets looking for money, but instead comes to steal people from my bedside?"
Sanchun then heard a rustling sound, like the sound of clothes being removed, which made her even more surprised. She didn't say anything, but wanted to wait and see what he did before she caught him. After a long while, Sanchun
finally couldn't hold back any longer and slowly took a breath. He immediately felt a strange fragrance permeate his heart and mind, and felt his energy surge. His blood and qi surged throughout his body, and his genitals trembled with excitement.
Sanchun
was even more puzzled. "Did this thief burn some kind of incense? How come it makes me feel so excited?" Just as he was wondering, he suddenly felt the dark figure approaching him. He could faintly hear the figure's soft breathing and felt a wave of heat wash over him. Sanchun's heart tightened. "What does he want to do? Maybe he's going to suffocate me?" Considering the danger, Sanchun shifted
his fists , secretly gathering his strength, thinking that as soon as the figure got close, he would strike first!
Leaving aside Wu Sanchun's secret precautions, the dark figure gracefully approached Sanchun, paused for a moment, and then suddenly pressed his face down on him. Just then, Sanchun leaped up,
her iron-like hands firmly gripping the dark figure's body, preventing him from struggling at all. She demanded sharply, "Who are you? Why are you trespassing in the dark? Tell the truth,
or I'll hand you over to the authorities tomorrow morning, and you'll be in deep trouble!"
The dark figure remained silent, instead wrapping his arms around Sanchun's waist and back, gently applying pressure, and began licking and sucking wildly at his body.
Sanchun was terrified and panicked. He was naked, and the licked areas felt numb and itchy. The areas where his body was in contact with the licks were also smooth and slippery
. Two hot, round, and hard objects pressed against his chest. Sanchun knew something was wrong and was about to shout when the dark figure sealed his mouth with its own, silencing him
. Sanchun thought it was another trick and was about to yell when he felt the figure release a soft, slippery... The slippery flesh gently tapped against his teeth. Sanchun's front teeth were crooked, and the
fleshy strip slipped in, instantly wrapping around Sanchun's thick, large tongue and stirring it. Sanchun was startled, but soon he tasted the delicious flavor, for the fleshy strip was actually
sweet He forgot the danger for a moment, feeling as if he were savoring a candied hawthorn, so he became bolder and actively sucked and licked it, unwilling to stop. At the same time, he loosened his arms, and his two large hands
roamed over the dark figure's body.
The dark figure was even bolder, and his jade hands began to grope between Sanchun's legs. Before long, he grasped Sanchun's languid penis, pinching and stroking it. In a moment, the penis became
as proud and erect as a steel spear. After pinching and stroking it for a while, the dark figure pulled it and stuffed it between his legs.
Although Sanchun had just been aroused by the shadowy figure, he possessed remarkable self-control. At this critical juncture, he abruptly threw off his clothes and
rebuked, "Shameless sister-in-law, why are you repeating the same trick!"
It turned out that when Sanchun was seventeen, his sister-in-law, Fan, seeing his youthful vigor and outstanding appearance, sneaked into his bedroom one night and proceeded
to harass him in this manner. Even in the heat of his passion, Sanchun, maintaining his composure, threw off his sister-in-law and sternly rebuked her, causing her to retreat in shame.
Sanchun firmly refused the next day, which became the basis for his independence.
Now, he again suspected his sister-in-law of causing trouble, hence his question.
The shadowy figure, upon hearing this, neither became angry nor retreated; instead, his affection only intensified. He straddled Sanchun's waist, rubbing against her repeatedly.
Sanchun then realized that the woman's skin was incredibly delicate, far surpassing that of Fan Shi. He also noticed her narrow waist, barely manageable, while Fan Shi's waist was thick and fleshy, whereas this woman's
abdomen was flat. Sanchun dared not touch further down, for he knew that the lower part of her body was a woman's most private area, and he dared not touch it carelessly. He then thought: "He's already played with my
manhood. If I don't touch it, wouldn't he be taking advantage of me? He's shameless, so why should I be coy and let him laugh at my lack of manliness!" In a fit
of rage , Sanchun wanted to whip his horse and have a fierce battle with him.
Then he thought: "Since there are rules of propriety in the world, we must uphold them. Though he is dissolute, how can I be reckless? Wouldn't we become birds of a feather?" Sanchun pondered this deeply,
and a clear spring welled up in his mind, instantly extinguishing his burning desire. He coughed a few times and coldly asked, "Whose daughter is so wanton?"
"Brother Chun," the dark figure called out softly, her voice melodious and sweet, like pearls falling onto a jade plate, clear and clear, like dew dripping onto a jade platform, melodious and lingering.
It was a voice that seemed to come from heaven, like a fairy descending from the waves.
The dark figure called out sweetly, paused slightly, and then spoke hurriedly, "Brother Chun, are you going to back out of the marriage?"
"Back out of the marriage—?" Sanchun trembled with shock, utterly confused, unable to recall ever agreeing to the marriage.
"So you're going to back out? I've entrusted everything to you! You can't back out!" the dark figure said discontentedly, pouting.
Sanchun racked her brains, but still couldn't figure out the reason. So she said urgently, "A man's word is as good as his bond. If I, Wu Sanchun, have indeed promised, then I can't go back on my
word. But I have absolutely no idea when, where, or who I married. I hope you can enlighten me!"
The dark figure sighed and said softly, "You once said that you wanted to marry someone you recognized, someone who was good-looking and virtuous, and someone who wouldn't reveal their true nature. I have all of those qualities.
You should verify my identity first. I am a perfectly innocent woman! Brother Sanchun, feel me!"
Sanchun was tempted by this. He had indeed said such things. How could this woman be so accurate? Now that they were already embracing, there was no harm in touching her.
As Sanchun pondered the question, the dark figure reached out and grabbed Sanchun's left hand, pulling it between her thighs. Sanchun immediately felt a warm sensation, and as they drew closer, she felt soft hair wrapped around
her fingers. As they pressed closer, she felt smooth and plump. With a slight exertion, she felt a slit kiss her palm, the two fleshy ridges on either side both hard and soft, incredibly wonderful
. Sanchun rubbed it a few times before moving it away slightly, and gently inserted her little finger into the wonderful slit. It sank in a little, feeling hot and smooth. After going in less than an inch, she
touched a tympanic membrane. Sanchun exclaimed from the bottom of her heart, "Truly wonderful! Truly a treasure!"
"Brother—take me!" the beauty cried out eagerly.
San Chun's heart stirred again, knowing this woman was no ordinary person. Though he didn't yet know her background, since she had come to him in the dead of night, she must be very interested. He felt a surge of desire, wanting to accept her advances, yet his heart was filled with unease. So he bluntly said, "Since you've chosen me, young lady, just reveal your identity and
explain your reasons, and I'll make you my husband for life. Otherwise, please don't blame me for being rude; you can go back to where you came from!"
"Truly a man of integrity and uprightness!" the woman exclaimed, then sighed, "But he's a bit too stubborn, and a bit too calm. My darling, I'm
the woman you personally asked to marry—let me explain!"
A poem testifies:
A jade maiden descends from heaven at midnight, a righteous man seeks to know the truth;
though desire burns fiercely, his actions are illegitimate:
his life's goodness is his foundation, and his actions will be rewarded.
To know the origins of this beauty's tale, please read the next chapter.
Chapter Two: A Joyful Night of Passion
Poem:
Ice-like skin and jade-like bones, naturally cool and sweatless. A gentle breeze carries a subtle fragrance from the palace, the wind opens the window, a sliver of moonlight peeks in, how can one bear to sleep, leaning on the pillow, hair disheveled. Rising to embrace her jade-like body, a strange sound
on the table love and affection, both joyful, how was the night? It was past midnight, the golden light was dim, and the jade stem penetrated deeply. Time flew by in the blink of an eye, yet the
sweetness of was unforgettable!
The "Heavenly Official" possessed extraordinary self-control. Even with the soft, fragrant jade in his arms, he managed to suppress his desires, refusing to engage in any inexplicable acts of incest. He directly inquired about the jade woman
's origins
. The jade woman's desire grew stronger, and she had no choice but to tell the truth: "Brother Chun, the other day you were working in the fields, throwing stones to scare away the giant eagle, do you remember?" As she spoke, she cupped San Chun's testicles in her hand, kneading and kneading.
San Chun was aroused by her kneading, and a spur suddenly bulged between his legs, throbbing and moving, seemingly oblivious to the jade woman's question.
"Is it or not?" The jade woman pressed her jade fingers firmly against his testicles, rubbing them as she pressed on.
"Oh—it is true, but it—?" San Chun couldn't understand how this matter was related to that old incident. He felt his lower body being rubbed and aroused,
and his penis suddenly thrust forward, seemingly growing even longer.
"Ah!" the beautiful woman exclaimed in surprise, "Dear brother, your thing was already extraordinary, how come it has grown so much? Heavens, it is truly ever-changing."
Sanchun pondered: Just now, when I touched his wonderful spot, it was indeed frozen and not yet broken, but now, hearing his words about my thing, it sounds like that of an old woman. Why is this? Let me ask him again. Sanchun
grabbed the jade-like woman's hand, preventing him from moving, and asked, "Whose woman are you, anyway?"
The dark figure chuckled and scolded, "How strange! How could I forget the important matter? It's all because of your big thing that tempts my mind, damn it—ah, I'm sorry,
Brother , I'm not scolding you, nor am I blaming that big thing. Cough, I don't know what to say. Let's just stir things up." The jade-like woman continued her rambling.
Although her hand couldn't move, she pressed her naked body against Sanchun's chest, her firm breasts pressing against his. With a series of thrusts, Sanchun, being a seven-foot-tall man, and already harboring
desires , couldn't resist her teasing. He felt his blood surging and his heart fluttering. His penis was hard and burning hot, throbbing and twitching incessantly, truly driving Wu Sanchun to distraction.
He grumbled, "Why won't you speak? I can't hold back any longer. If I enter you now, don't blame me for my recklessness afterwards!"
The dark figure was overjoyed to hear this, thinking, "I've been craving you for a long time. I thought you were made of stone and iron, but even you have your moments of urgency. Well, let's
finish first." The beauty lowered her voice, calling out softly and long, her voice sweet and melodious, "My love—let me have my way—my heart
is itching so badly—my love!"
Wu Sanchun heard it like the song of a thrush, clear and melodious, captivating his soul. He could no longer restrain himself. He swiftly extended and thrust his iron arms, and in the blink of an eye,
he held the beauty's delicate body so tightly that they were almost completely intertwined. The two hard mounds on her chest were squeezed into a flaky shape, and the protruding head was probably forced back into her breasts.
Yet, the jade stem forcefully pushed through her delicate thigh, passing between her legs, its large head causing the quilt to bulge. Subconsciously, Sanchun frequently twitched, rubbing against her jade...
The inside of her thighs burned with a tingling, almost painful sensation, almost unbearable. Unfortunately, her heart was already agitated, and her vulva was overflowing with lustful fluids, wetting her pubic hair and
making it sticky. Initially, the hair clung to her penis, but after a few tugs from Sanchun, it was haphazardly pulled down to her buttocks.
Sanchun felt pleasure in the movement and pulled even faster, dragging the hair further back, tearing and tugging until her flesh trembled with unbearable pain. The
hair also tightened around her vulva, creating a tingling, itchy, numb sensation, alternating between pain and itch, indistinguishable from each other. She cried out, her voice now devoid of rhythm
, high and low, long and short, unpredictable, like a mountain stream rushing downhill, twisting and turning, its flow
unpredictable.
Sanchun was enjoying himself immensely, but he felt his large head was throbbing with pent-up desire
. Suddenly, the quilt slipped down, revealing his large head in the darkness. Neither of them could see it, and soon Sanchun felt his large head was unbearably cold, and his pleasure vanished .
Meanwhile, Yuren also sensed something was wrong. Because her opening was being rubbed by the hair, her vaginal fluids were flowing freely, but the membrane blocked them,
causing her to feel an intense itching and swelling. Being sensible, she whimpered, "Brother Chun, while this has its novelty, isn't it the right way?"
"What is the right way?" Sanchun, still harboring doubts, heard the beautiful woman's words and eagerly pressed for an answer.
"Just don't laugh at me, and I'll take you to the right path!" the beautiful woman exhaled, her breath sweet as orchids. Sanchun felt a strange, unsettling world, leaving him with
nothing but sighs. Now that fate has brought us together, how could we easily let this opportunity slip by? I also feel that the rules and customs of the world are too cold and rigid, which have actually severed and imprisoned such pleasures. They even say
that the Three Cardinal Guides and Five Constant Virtues are the will of Heaven, but it is really just a trick by evil people to deceive others. Thinking of this, Sanchun said to Yuren, "My lovely girl, just do what you want. Why hide it? Be open and
generous. When you are happy, I will also enjoy happiness. Isn't that better than being an immortal?!"
Yuren was overjoyed when she heard this. Without saying anything more, she climbed on top of Sanchun, arched her back and raised her buttocks. She used her hands to hold Sanchun's long and erect member and stroked it a few times. At the same time, she pulled it
to the neck of her jade gate and used her other hand to insert two fingers into the entrance. She slightly widened it and shook the jade stem. The big head was inserted into the outer courtyard. At first, it was difficult and
Sanchun did not know what he was going to do, so he waited for Yuren to take the initiative.
Seeing the large object enter the proper path, Yu Ren was about to lower herself into the trap, but realizing this was her first time, and the narrow, winding path made it uncertain whether she could accommodate such a strange object
. A sense of trepidation crept in, and she dared not act rashly.
Although they had only paused briefly, San Chun felt as if they had waited three days, and Yu Ren felt it had been too long, both burning with desire, urgent both inside and out. San Chun asked
urgently , "Why aren't you moving?"
"Just... a... moment... it... will... move—" Yu Ren stammered, twisting her round buttocks as she spoke. San Chun felt even more agitated, as if countless ants were crawling and gnawing at him—
a sensation he could hardly bear! In his haste, San Chun stretched out his long arms and embraced Yu Ren's waist and thighs, suddenly exerting force, and in an instant, their naked bodies were joined together!
The beautiful woman cried out, "It hurts—!"
Before the words left her lips, she felt a thick, long, hot rod thrusting in forcefully, shattering the silver bottle, pounding and galloping forward, reaching her secret palace in one go. She felt even more throbbing pain and
difficulty, but the three springs were strong and powerful, and they also found the beautiful woman's plump buttocks lovely. So they used their palms to caress her buttocks and pressed down hard. "Swoosh—" The beautiful woman felt her spring palace
shake, as if the sky was shaking and the earth was about to collapse. Before she could twist her delicate body, she was as if she were drunk, half-awake and half-dazed!
In the darkness, how could the three springs know that the beautiful woman had fainted? They indulged their passion and went wild, thrusting and pulling, each thrust solid and all the way to the root. In one breath, they entered more than seven hundred times. They felt
the winding path was tight and hot, as if they were bathing in a fragrant bath. They also felt sweet and delicious, like eating fine cheese. And the sizzling and squelching sounds were endless. It was truly like:
The overlord draws his bow and shoots the beautiful bird, and the beautiful bird is soaring into the clouds in ecstasy.
Half-awake, half-asleep, who knows what lies beneath her? Drifting aimlessly like the howling wind.
Half an hour later, the beautiful woman slowly awoke, her phoenix eyes slightly open. She vaguely saw a burly man beneath her, his large hands supporting her buttocks, rising
and falling rhythmically. The woman's body was soft and supple, as if boneless. Though she wanted to move, she couldn't muster the strength, as if her body and soul were separated, worlds apart, distant and
indistinct. She could only let herself be tossed about by the three springs.
The three springs also felt the smoothness inside, much sweeter than before. Thinking that this was the first time in his life he had experienced such a wonderful encounter, and given his extraordinary talent, how could he bear to part with it? He swiftly
swung his long whip, making a whooshing sound. This time, the sound was smooth, unlike the initial hissing sound which had some obstruction.
After another twelve hundred thrusts, the jade-like woman awoke, her tingling sensation lessening. Her heart tightened, and she could now taste the tingling mixed with an itchy feeling. Only when that large
head pressed against the base of her flower did she feel a sudden, dull pain, a strange comfort. She didn't stop, letting that thing be reckless. When it finally thrust again, she felt her flower path
become disordered, the surrounding petals and leaves chattering and fluttering like fledglings resting on tender branches. Fluttering its wings, it seemed intent on escaping, but the spear thrust
swiftly, closing in like a lightning bolt, crushing all the delicate petals along the flower path. The beauty felt a throbbing, splitting pain, yet also a surge of exhilaration. Her jade-like mouth twisted, unsure
whether to cry out in pain or cry out in pleasure. Just as she hesitated, the spear thrust in again, accompanied by a series of clanging and banging sounds, like brave soldiers galloping to report danger, kicking up dust and
flames that flew like sand and snow.
Just as the beauty was about to cry out to stop it, the spear tip suddenly pierced the heart of her flower, thrusting and striking, causing her heart to tremble wildly. She fell silent, her crimson lips parted, her mouth curved, but her pearly teeth
clenched tightly, making a clanging sound. Her delicate throat made a series of gurgling sounds, like jade being torn apart. The sounds first entered her palate, but couldn't escape, then returned, only to be blocked by her pharynx, and could only seep into her nose
as soft moans. And don't say that human affairs are joyful; there are some indescribable and unusual feelings, unlike anything he has ever experienced in his life, and he finds them wondrous,
so he is reluctant to part with them. This is also the root of mortals' insatiable cravings!
Now, let's talk about Sanchun's repeated plowing, often coming and going countless times. Because he was holding the jade beauty, his arms were also aching, but he was unwilling to stop. So he bound the jade beauty's delicate body to
his chest, pressing his upper body tightly against hers, pressing his hands against her jade buttocks, and thrusting his hips up and down, left and right, doing whatever he pleased. No one could control
the trajectory , thrusting straight into the jade beauty's delicate body, making her tremble and cry out. At this moment, hearing the jade beauty's
moans , Sanchun asked earnestly, "Does it hurt a lot? Does it hurt a lot?" Just as she was in the blissful state of being, her soul and spirit soaring, her body becoming intoxicated and her essence permeating her very being, her beloved suddenly stopped exerting himself
, and the divine object also halted its advance. Her inner palace overflowed with spring water, surging forth. The jade-like woman's fragrant lips parted, and she repeatedly called out, "Good brother, why did you stop? Let go of my hand, and I will do the work. You
won't be tired." Upon hearing this, Sanchun was puzzled and asked, "Just now you were crying out in pain, and now that you've stopped, it doesn't hurt anymore? Why do you want to seek pain again?"
"Pain—is also my duty. Brother, you really shouldn't have stopped. Why aren't you moving?" The jade-like woman complained as she turned her hand to pry Sanchun's large hand away, wanting
him to let go so that she could indulge herself to the fullest.
At this moment, the beautiful woman felt comfortable both in her heart and body. The accumulated fluid was squeezed by the large object with a squeaking sound, and as the long object was pulled in and out, it slid down to her lower abdomen and private parts,
instantly sticking to her jade belly. At first, she felt sticky and uncomfortable, but after a series of rubbing and kneading, the thin fluid was squeezed into scales and stuck to their skin
. Sometimes it stuck to the beautiful woman's jade skin, and sometimes it fell onto the man's rough skin. Eventually, it even mixed into a ball and accumulated into a thin pancake. But that's another story, so
let's not talk about it for now.
And so, the two of them, in high spirits, thrust again for over five hundred times. The jade maiden felt her flower core harden rapidly, bulging and throbbing as if about to burst forth. Sanchun suddenly felt his flower path was shallow and short, but felt a tightness
and thickness at the base, better than before. Curiosity arose, and he began to thrust and pound. Before he had even finished ten thrusts, the jade maiden giggled wildly, feeling an itchy, tingling numbness far surpassing anything before. She babbled incoherently
, "Dear brother, this little girl is afraid she can't take it anymore!"
Before her words had even finished, the jade maiden's lower abdomen swelled rapidly, her flower core bloomed, and with a series of rapid, forceful sounds, gush forth nectar, coating Sanchun's large head with a tingling, itchy, and burning sensation. With unparalleled
force thrust deeply, completely engulfing the scrotum and taking in most of it, until the jade maiden cried out incessantly, "Heavenly Father, Earthly Goddess, shall I drink this fine wine today,
until I am drunk? Until I am drunk twice? Until I am drunk forever?"
Sanchun was overjoyed, and his jade stem became even more erect and robust than before. However, the jade maiden's flower heart was taut, resisting his advances.
Sanchun swayed left and right, feeling a surge of heat erupt from his lower abdomen, unstoppable, like a thousand horses surging forth. Just as
the jade maiden was in ecstasy, she suddenly felt her lover's penis throbbing. Then, a spurting clump of fluid attacked, its force so great that it forced her flower heart to retract,
its power so great that it pushed back the jade maiden's gushing nectar. Itchy, hot, spicy, swollen—all sorts of sensations converged and erupted at once.
The beautiful woman felt her lower abdomen throb like a drum or a basin, longing only to release her stored fluids to achieve true pleasure. Her beloved finished ejaculating
with a series of thuds, his heart at ease, his body relaxed. His previously erect penis softened, and before long, the hot semen gushed forth from her womb with a torrent of force. His penis, unable
to resist allowed his penis to slip out of her womb.
As the jade-like woman ejaculated her emerald nectar, her body remained taut and firm. But as the inner river receded, leaving only a few drops of celestial dew, he suddenly felt her body soften, utterly powerless, and he
gently descended, landing on her broad, robust frame, as if she were a woman in the depths of spring. He thought to himself, "The ancients said, 'A single encounter of golden wind and jade dew surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world.' Perhaps this was specifically about this
!"
They pressed close together, limbs outstretched, their bodies intertwined, neither speaking, both gazing intently at each other's faces. In the darkness, their forms were invisible, only their
bright, luminous eyes, like the moon, were visible. Like jewels, surpassing stars, more dazzling than lamps, four bright lights twinkled and leaped, like jade rabbits galloping swiftly in the twilight, frequently glancing
around as if searching for something. Soon, the four beams of light collided with a clang, and flames erupted in all directions, intensely hot. They both felt
the tender affection and surging passion emanating from each other. Those four lights, like four dazzling ropes of light, like four radiant stars, like four inextinguishable lanterns,
surged together, intertwined, burned, shone, and flickered.
Suddenly, without prior agreement, their fingers intertwined, clenching tightly, palms pressed together, feeling a tremor in that very spot, as if the very ends of their hearts extended
there , yearning to merge instantly. The beautiful woman let out a soft moan, her fragrant tongue darting out and suddenly entering Sanchun's mouth. Sanchun, feeling incredibly thirsty, found the tender tongue as
crisp and sweet as fresh lotus root, and as smooth and delicious as a peach. She held it in her mouth, sucking and gently biting, her sweet saliva flowing freely. They pushed and shoved each other, swallowing and enjoying the sweet taste. They felt
a deep connection , as if they were one inside the other.
A poem testifies to this:
The spring waters of Gaotang in Wuxia Gorge overflow, a beautiful man and a beautiful woman invite each other to revel:
The storm has just subsided, and they wish to climb the spring mountain again;
This time, upon closer inspection, they realize the man's member is as large as a rafter;
And they are surprised by their own keen eyes, for the wondrous thing they have swallowed is extraordinary:
The wonders within are truly indescribable, have any of you ever experienced such a thing?
Enough of this digression, let's return to the main story. Knowing her channels were open and her heart was free of fear, the maiden led the soft object closer to her door, pinched the glans with her hand, and tried to feed it inside
. However, the soft object refused, only nestling to the side. After being teased by him for a while, Sanchun felt an unbearable tingling sensation in her heart. Although she was greedy, she had just been doing it for so long and exerted herself
so much, and had also ejaculated a lot, so she could not regain her vigor in a short time. Although her heart tightened with each passing moment, her manhood could not stand up. The Jade Maiden tried to help, but it still couldn't
stay inside the palace. After a moment's thought, she murmured, "Brother Chun, how about we switch places?"
San Chun, puzzled, asked, "What do you mean?"
The Jade Maiden said shyly, "I want to eat meat right now, but it won't go in. I think you're lying on your back, and it takes a long time to lift it, which is quite tiring. Why don't I be on top and you be on the bottom? Its thing will
naturally aim at the opening, how can it not go in?"
San Chun, hearing this, thought it made sense. He followed the Jade Maiden's plan, turned over, and leaned between her legs. He used his fingers to pry open her vulva. The Jade Maiden pulled her half-soft, half-hard penis and inserted it into
the opening , contracting her lower abdomen, causing her labia to tighten and loosen intermittently. Her lips held the glans, her heart pounding, for her desire was satisfied! With her heart stirred, the spring palace's beautiful
waters surged. Most of San Chun's glans was immersed in the lustful fluid. His lips opened and closed—was he spitting out water? Or was he sipping it? Sanchun himself was unaware of what was happening, only feeling the edges of the glans gradually harden.
The soft edge, which had been open like an umbrella, now resembled a plump and robust mushroom. The shaft gradually straightened and lengthened, regaining its previous vigorous appearance. Sanchun exclaimed happily,
"Wonderful man, this trick is truly effective! It's fattened it up in no time!"
The jade woman grasped it with her hand, feeling that the glans was as large as a goose egg, and below the coronal sulcus, it was about four fingers thick. However, its edges were very prominent, resembling a horseshoe-shaped wine cup. The jade woman slowly
arched her lower body, clearly feeling a rolling pin gradually penetrating deeper and deeper. The tender flesh inside her was bumped and flinched by it. Those that couldn't retreat in time were squeezed dry, so the
deeper it went in, the more Sanchun felt the smoothness and beauty inside, the warm and pleasant sensation.
"Enough! Enough!" The jade woman's peach lips parted slightly, sighing repeatedly, because the large head had already reached the bottom of his vulva, and it had stretched the bottom very tightly! She unintentionally
pulled her hand down on his penis, and was startled, exclaiming, "Heavens! It's still so long, how am I going to handle it?!"
Hearing this, Sanchun also said, "We've already rested, I don't believe I'll let it be exposed to the cold wind again!"
Fearing that he would use force, Yu Nu said, "Brother, how can we finish in one go? We should proceed slowly."
Sanchun then did not go deep, but instead stroked it from side to side. Yu Nu did not understand this action and was almost moved away from him. In an instant, she understood and wanted to match Sanchun's rhythm
to create pleasure together. However, the two of them were in a chaotic state. Sanchun swayed to the left, while Yu Nu swayed to the right; Sanchun swayed to the right, while Yu Nu swayed to the left. This twisted Yu Nu's jade gate as if it were about to tear.
Needless to say, the pain was unbearable. Yu Nu's lips bulged, she gritted her teeth, and made trembling sounds, yelping and yelping.
Recalling their first encounter, Sanchun assumed the beauty was prone to moaning and dismissed it, thinking she was simply acting out of pleasure. He was immediately swayed, like a general receiving orders.
He exerted himself even more fiercely, like a fine horse hearing a horn, galloping and kicking up sand, all deliberately. His movements, varying in intensity and speed, were completely haphazard. The beautiful woman screamed and neighed, gradually falling silent,
on the verge of fainting. Yet, she refused to utter a single word of complaint, for even in the tearing pain there was a sweet taste, though fleeting, it was intoxicating.
Hearing the woman's breathing weaken, Sanchun felt a growing fear, secretly thinking that he might have misjudged something, causing her pleasure to diminish. So he earnestly asked, "
My darling, are you happy? If the pain outweighs the pleasure, you should speak up, don't force yourself!"
Hearing this, the woman's heart sweetened, like eating candied fruit. She smiled faintly and said, "Dear brother, you've made me suffer!"
The woman deliberately used a strategy of first suppressing and then elevating, which only provoked Sanchun to wield his sword fiercely, charging and thrusting a hundred times in an instant. The woman remained silent, for
the pain immense. Sheng regretted his earlier words and wanted to stop her, but he couldn't utter a sound. It was as if the thick, long penis had reached his throat, blocking his mouth.
He could only use his delicate hands to feel the back of his beloved, and immediately felt the bulging spinal joints of her waistband. The joints writhed like silkworms, their movements very slight, but the rhythm was
almost in sync with the thrusting speed of the penis. The beautiful woman was amazed and focused her attention. The penis went deeper, pressing against her flower core. After a short pause, the joints also dropped down and stopped for a moment. The penis
withdrew, and the joints went back up. This repeated without stopping.
Fortunately, the beautiful woman found a new way to distract herself. Although the pain did not lessen, she was preoccupied with other things and did not feel it. She also stopped shouting as before.
Sanchun thought that this time it would be more enjoyable if he didn't scream, so he worked hard to manipulate her. There were more than 800 people in total, but he himself couldn't take it. He slowly slowed down his rhythm and
entered slowly, pausing once at the bottom and slowly pulling out. He even twisted it half a circle at the neck.
At this moment, the Jade Maiden finally tasted the sweetness, feeling her body dry and cracked, her flower path numb and tingling, her heart open and joyful, her fragrant soul soaring, as if she were traveling in the Jade Pool, then to Penglai, drifting in the South Sea,
and descending to the Western Paradise. She visited every earthly paradise. The Jade Maiden laughed loudly and said to the Three Springs, "My dearest Spring Lover, this joy is a hundred times better than being an immortal. I
don't want to return to heaven. I only want to be with my lover every moment and not want to go a single step away!"
There is a poem to prove it:
The valiant man and the fairy live in a thatched hut, where spring whispers are heard.
Although it is poor and unbearable to behold, the brother has a soul-stealing object. Even traveling in the immortal
realm all day feels bitter. It is better to have joy every night.
He guards the immortal abode and does not want to leave. His soul has drifted here and turned to dust.
Now, after hearing the Jade Maiden's words, Sanchun thought he was joking and teasing her, and jokingly said, "Sister, if you are truly a fairy, wouldn't I be a divine husband?
Tell me, what kind of deity are you?"
Seeing his frivolous words, the Jade Maiden said seriously, "Brother Sanchun, I don't want to deceive you. Let me ask you first, if you know I am no ordinary person, how will you treat me?"
Sanchun said, "At first, I was bound by propriety, so I asked you earnestly. Now that we are husband and wife, I find my past actions laughable. Would I abandon you? I'm afraid my heart
would n't agree. Even if you are an extraordinary being, if you are among the immortals, this is the act of a foolish man." "I'd give my life to protect you, my darling. Tell me, what's wrong with speaking frankly?"
Listen, gentlemen, Wu Sanchun's words completely disregard worldly etiquette. As
the saying goes, love at its deepest is boundless, wishing only to be together night after night in bliss! Now, back to the story. Hearing her beloved's words, the maiden was captivated, her heart filled with sweet pleasure. A glance from her eyes sparkled with a plan. She followed
her lover's rhythm, responding with abandon. Each time Sanchun's penis descended, she thrust forward to receive it; each time it rose, she lowered her hips, taking advantage of his movements. She felt
the slippery fluid within her jade gate, emitting a soft, gurgling sound, a pleasure that was irresistible, a joy beyond compare! The beautiful woman, engrossed in her pleasure, completely forgot her lover's questions. Sanchun,
too, found her attentiveness and the constant comings and goings both delightful and effortless, and asked, "Is my sir truly a fairy? How can you be so intelligent? If so,
why have you come to meet a mere villager?"
The beautiful woman, swaying her hips, spoke softly, "Brother Sanchun,
please allow me to begin my story. You must continue your leisurely pursuits without stopping. I am truly a fairy of the celestial realm, residing in the Jade Pool, spending my days in leisure. One day, I transformed into a bird and went out for a stroll, but I forgot to carry my spirit pearl in my beak, thus becoming no different from an ordinary bird. Perhaps it was
my fate, for I was pursued by a vicious eagle. Because my spirit pearl was gone, I was powerless and was captured. Just when I was helpless, you, brother, threw a stone to save me, then
healed my wounds , and we spoke many heartfelt words. I still remember you saying, 'Little bird, you...'" "So understanding, you might as well live with me. Alas, it's hard to live
alone , I can't even find someone
to talk to at night, alas! 'Good brother, do you remember? This is the first time I've heard such words, I'll never forget them! At that time, though I couldn't speak, I understood your thoughts, and I swore to repay you. Also, it's embarrassing to say, but at our first meeting, you nestled me
in your strong and warm embrace! I felt your heart pounding, I was so pleased. Although I am a fairy, I am surrounded by
lawless heartless people. When I returned to the Heavenly Realm, I immediately swallowed my own spiritual pearl to regain my celestial status, otherwise, I would have already turned to dust. Good brother, I'm
afraid I can never repay your great kindness!'
After saying this, tears welled up in her eyes, and the fairy shone brightly in the night."
Hearing his sincere words and the truth of his story, Sanchun was immediately alarmed, thinking, "The fairy's pure body has just been defiled by me. What should I do? She may not
blame me, but the Jade Emperor will surely be furious!" Then she thought, "How many people in the mortal world can enjoy such pleasure and befriend a fairy? Why should I be timid and let
her look down on me? Even if I am reborn as a cow or a horse in the next life, I will enjoy this pleasure in this world!" With this thought, she felt emboldened and continued thrusting
without stopping for a moment, saying earnestly, "Fairy Huamei, I am truly overjoyed." "Are you happy? I am but a humble villager, and I have never done such work before.
If I am not skilled enough, please teach me."
Upon hearing this, the Fairy of the Painted Eyebrows laughed and said, "My dear Sanchun, although I am a fairy, I am also a virgin. For thousands of years, I have been sealed in a jade lock, and
I have never engaged in human affairs. Today, I have broken my fairy body and we have consummated our marriage. From now on, I will call you my husband, and you will call me your wife. Our affair must not be told to outsiders. Originally,
after repaying you with my body this time, I intended to leave some benefits for you before returning to the fairy realm to cultivate. However, I feel extremely reluctant to leave now, and I will stay by your side."
"Do you wish to leave me?" Sanchun was startled by these words, a sudden loneliness and bitterness welling up within him. The fairy, knowing his deep affection, stroked the back of his neck and said, "My lord,
please don't do this. My heart is also filled with conflict, but I will stay with you for some time. When you tire of me, I will naturally leave. Besides, we
are of different realms, and we will eventually part ways. Just don't let this violate heavenly laws and bring misfortune upon you."
A poem testifies to this:
The fairy gently recounts their predestined fate, the lover yearns for him to stay;
The fairy envies the joy of love, yet fears the heavens' will bring her brother unbearable pain; do not
say that the fairy's traces are without precedent, for all things in heaven and earth are bound by fate.
To know whether the Fairy of Painted Eyebrows will stay or leave, please listen to the next chapter.
Chapter Three: Seize the Day, Time Waits for No One
The poem reads:
Clouds fly over the Longshou Mountains, the sun sets on the riverbank, the misty waves fill the eye as I lean on the railing for a long time. A desolate view of the passes and rivers stretches out. A thousand miles of clear autumn, I cannot bear to gaze upon it. The distant capital, the graceful fairy, since our parting, our letters
have been lost. A lone wild goose flies down to the riverbank, its flight carrying endless thoughts.
I secretly recall the past, how many joyful gatherings we shared; little did I know that reunion and separation would be so unpredictable, turning into sorrow and grief. Unable to travel, every time I climb mountains and stand by water, it stirs up all my life's troubles, a wave of melancholy washes over me
, and I remain silent all day, descending the stairs.
Now, the Fairy of the Painted Eyebrows originally intended to enjoy a night of pleasure to express her gratitude before returning to the Heavenly Realm. However, due to the heavy clouds and rain, and the several encounters at Wushan, she developed feelings for him and was reluctant to leave after three springs. Yet,
she also feared the wrath of the Heavenly Court, which would bring disaster upon her lover. Her heart was filled with anxiety and unease.
It is said that after hearing the beautiful woman's words, Sanchun felt her sorrow grow, and her heart was filled with bitterness. She cried out, "Fairy Maiden, I am but a humble villager, originally without any scruples
. I waited and waited for you, and finally we became lovers. But alas, there is a difference between immortals and mortals. I wish I could also become an immortal, to be with you day and night, never to be separated! But how easy is that!
Fairy Maiden, if you have any method to ascend to heaven, please teach me everything. As long as I can be with you and enjoy life, I am willing to be your follower!" In her anger, she slammed her hand
on the window frame, and with a "crash," the window opened, letting in a ray of silver light. Only then did Sanchun and the fairy maiden see each other's faces.
The "Heavenly Official" was tall and imposing, with a broad chest and a muscular back, incredibly strong. The fairy was slender, with fair and delicate skin, exuding a unique fragrance. At this moment, her hair was swaying in the breeze,
and her eyes were alluring. Finally, the fairy spoke, saying, "Spring Boy, don't waste your time!"
Knowing his thoughts, Sanchun forced himself to perk up, thrusting forward with his penis, but unexpectedly, it went elsewhere. The head of his penis traveled up his lower abdomen and suddenly entered his round navel.
Sanchun then poked around a few times, and soon sticky, glistening fluid dripped into the small, round opening, making a hissing and squelching sound as it entered—quite amusing.
Sanchun then said, "If you penetrate from here, you'll undoubtedly reach your back. In that case, I simply won't take it, and even the Jade Emperor can't do anything about it. Wouldn't we be able to stay together forever
?"
The fairy was stunned by these foolish words. Her heart was filled with resentment, but she didn't know who she hated. After a long while, she said, "My darling Chunlang, don't you know the laws of the Heavenly Realm?
Even if you are fused together in the furnace, there is a way to separate them! Otherwise, I'll go back to the Heavenly Palace to check if you have any affinity for immortality. If you do, I can help you cultivate, and we can
be together for life. Chunlang, it's already dawn, and it will be light in a moment. You should do your best!"
Sanchun didn't want to part ways so soon, and his heart was filled with sorrow. But he had no good way to keep his beloved. He felt that time was of the essence, so he threw his spear, pressed it against her beautiful spot, parted her lips slightly, and then added
force, thrusting into her front gate. Her clear fluid entered, and a tingling, itchy sensation surged through her heart. Sanchun thrust into her over a thousand times without stopping, the pleasure this time vastly different from before, a sweet and unrestrained experience.
The moonlight was soft and elegant, the jade-like woman's face blooming like a flower, her fragrant sweat adding to her boundless beauty. Sanchun was captivated, his heart and soul trembling. As he thrust, he reached out and stroked her jade-like face,
feeling its smooth, warm jade-like texture. But when he reached her chin, he touched a scar. Sanchun realized, "Could this be the mark from when the eagle injured me?"
Just as he was wondering, the fairy said, "My lord, this is the mark of that day. Before, I hated it for ruining my face, but today, I want to thank it!"
Sanchun gently rubbed and caressed it, and asked in surprise, "Why thank it? That vicious eagle! If I had caught it, I would have taken its life!"
The fairy said, "My lord has misunderstood. I was not referring to the vicious eagle, but to this scar. Whenever I look at myself in the mirror, I am reminded of the scene when we first met. It was warm and pleasant,
and I can't forget it."
Hearing the Fairy of the Painted Eyebrows's sorrow, Sanchun ignored her and began to thrust and pound into her. Immediately, the sounds of lust, moans, shouts, and panting filled the air. The fairy
suddenly felt her internal organs boiling; her heart, liver, lungs, and spleen all seemed to have shifted. A fluid was gushing from the bottom of her orifice. The fairy even revealed the bottom of her orifice. But
after the intense pain, a wave of icy coolness surged forth, chilling her to the bone. The fluid overflowed, a pale red like blood. The two men were startled at first sight. Fortunately, the fairy's heart
was sweet , so she remained calm. She dipped her finger in the red fluid, smelled it, and found no strange odor. She then gently licked it with her soft tongue, savoring the fragrance. She said, "Husband, don't panic.
I'm enjoying it! If you don't believe me, try it. This water smells wonderful; it's truly extraordinary!"
Seeing him smacking his lips, Sanchun also licked it and found it sweet. He then lifted the fairy's round buttocks, moved her head to the orifice, aimed at it, brought his mouth close, and with his long tongue,
sucked it all in. Soon, the beautiful fluid was gone! Sanchun, still unsatisfied, pried open the jade lips with both hands. Inside, she saw a vibrant red, layered flesh, steaming hot, but
no trace of her beloved. Sanchun thought, "That precious thing must be stored deep within the palace; only by inserting this long tube can it be guided out!"
You may not understand, but even ordinary women's vaginal fluids are graded. The white, drizzling kind is the common kind, abundant. The light yellow, thick kind is the medium kind, overflowing once
every ten years , each time about three cups. The emerald green, sticky kind is the superior kind, overflowing only once every thirty years, about two cups. The pale red, blood-like kind is the divine kind,
overflowing only once in a lifetime, only flowing out when the woman is in a state of blissful ecstasy. All four of these substances can be consumed, nourishing yin and strengthening yang, regulating and replenishing the vital spirit. Those who consume them regularly will
have abundant energy and vigorous libido, unlike ordinary people. If one can regularly drink the superior version, a man's penis will grow longer each day, and a woman's beauty will remain forever
. Moreover, the vagina will become smooth and elastic, with proper tightness
and looseness. During intercourse, the vaginal canal will resemble a jade hand, holding the penis tightly until it is finished. The celestial substance is something that can only be encountered, not sought. If one drinks it, one's essence, energy, and spirit will all be several times greater than before. Furthermore, a man's penis will grow longer, and he will be able to endure prolonged intercourse with unparalleled vigor. A woman will rejuvenate, remaining forever as delicate as an infant.
This is a digression and will not be elaborated upon.
Returning to the main story, it is said that the Three Springs, having consumed the celestial substance's lustful fluid, was so greedy for its sweetness that they broke off pieces to eat it. However, they did not see any red fluid, so they wanted to insert a long tube into the woman's vagina
to guide some out. Having made up their minds, they held the woman's buttocks and lowered themselves. The fairy, too, was aroused by his licking, her body burning with desire. Seeing
the glistening penis, she disregarded the fact that her own private parts had already been thoroughly ravaged by her lover. She hastily pulled it towards the glans, lowering herself to sit down. The moment they collided, she felt excruciating pain
, as if a wooden bar had viciously stabbed her. The fairy cried out repeatedly, finding it strange, thinking that her lover's penis had grown thicker. Her jade fingers quickly grasped the glans, and indeed, it was much larger than
before The fairy, filled with doubt, asked, "Mr. " Sir, you must be no ordinary person! How could you change so suddenly?"
Sanchun felt a slight numbness and pain in her glans from his sudden thrust, and felt the jade fingers gripping her glans so tightly, making her feel very urgent. Hearing the jade man's words, she laughed and said, "I am who I am,
how could I change? How could I compare to the fairy's magic, which can be big or small, small or large, truly unpredictable!"
The jade man also laughed, because he really liked a large penis. If it was too big, he couldn't swallow it all at once and had to keep it for his youth. If it was too small, he would only feel resentment.
After laughing for a while, she continued, "Although my lord has not changed, his penis seems to have been divinely aided, changing in the blink of an eye, which is unbelievable!"
Sanchun raised her upper body and looked up, only to see that his penis was glowing red. She was startled, but then realized that it must have been stained by the red fluid from the
jade woman earlier. She also saw that his glans was stretched out, purplish-red and shiny, shining like a large onion! It was indeed several sizes bigger than before. The glans seemed impatient, twitching and jumping as if trying to break free from the fairy's grasp.
The fairy found it amusing and refused to let go. After several struggles, the thing actually moved forward a few inches, making the fairy's eyes widen. She exclaimed in surprise, "Heavens! This bald head
has grown again, it has grown again!"
Sanchun saw it clearly and was also delighted. She clapped her hand and teased, "Fairy, perhaps you ate the flesh of a deity today, hence this change? Is that right?"
As mentioned before, Wu Sanchun had indeed eaten the celestial nectar of the Flower Eyebrow Fairy today, hence his penis had undergone a dramatic transformation.
Now, the fairy, seeing his robust physique far surpassing her former strength, thought to herself, "I wonder what kind of fiery spectacle this pleasure will bring?" Her heart stirred, desire surged, and
her flower bud overflowed, her heart throbbing with each breath, a trickle of fluid flowing, instantly moistening her secret passage, sending shivers of pleasure through her. Unable to resist, she grasped his jade stem and
guided the glans into her vulva, her round buttocks swirling a few times, rotating and sitting, until the large glans was almost inside. Seeing his hesitation, Sanchun grew anxious: "Eyes..." Seeing that dawn was approaching, and the sky
was about to brighten, he thought, "If I keep feeding her like this, going in and out, trying to get it to go all the way in, it will probably take half an hour. Just when we're really in love, she's going to leave!" In his haste, Sanchun
thrust his hips forward, grabbing the jade woman's sides with both hands, and pounded down. With a long "pop," the long, fleshy penis slammed into her hole. The jade woman's lips parted, and
all the pores on her body suddenly closed and then opened again. A mix of sour, sweet, numbing, and spicy flavors surged into her heart.
The beautiful woman wanted to drink freely, but she didn't know what to say. After a slight hesitation, the long, thick thing had already gone back and forth in the flower path several times. The taste was gone, and she felt swollen and
about to . Because the glans was swollen, it pushed all the water and flesh into her. When it was withdrawn, the flesh and water also rushed in, as if it wanted to be released. But
this time, the three springs changed their tricks. They did not withdraw the whole thing. They withdrew a few inches and then thrust it in, until it hit the flower heart. He withdrew again, then pounded on her flower core, repeating this sixteen or seventeen times before
pulling it all the way out. Just as the jade maiden felt a sense of lightness and pleasure, the fleshy pillar thrust in again, penetrating to the very bottom. He then repeated the technique of slight withdrawal and rapid advance, and after more than ten rounds,
he withdrew , gushing out a torrent of lustful fluids. He only regretted that time was too short, and before it had all flowed out, he was pushed back into the palace. The fairy maiden felt that this change of tactics made her whole body tense and relaxed,
and only she knew the wonderful sensation.
Outside the window, the morning breeze was blowing, and all things were lush and vibrant. The windowpanes moved slightly in the wind, and a faint humming sound came from the shaft, like the babbling of a sleepy child
.
The fairy maiden was in pain and pleasure at the same time, having already forgotten about returning to the palace to inquire. She only saw him rising and falling, floating and sinking, like a musician dancing on stilts, completely
immersed in the celestial music originating from the depths of her soul.
Sanchun was happy and awake, constantly gazing at the bright colors on the horizon. She wanted to get up and close the window, but couldn't bear to leave the fairy's secret place, so
she thrust in and out hastily, her movements countless.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo!" The rooster crowed at dawn.
The beautiful woman, startled, looked out the window and said, "My love—time is running out. I will return at the end of the day, and only at midnight will I have time to meet you again
! My dear—how can I bear to leave?"
But enough of that. Now, let's talk about the three springs who, upon hearing the beautiful woman's enchanting words, were bewildered and at a loss. Their large hands roamed over her body, caressing her breasts, kneading her nipples, moving to her sides,
rubbing her narrow shoulders, smooth as cream, down to her neck and back, smooth as warm jade, grasping her slender waist, squeezing her arms, pressing her firm, rounded shape, between her thighs, a line, a
courtyard, a garden, before the gate, fragrant grass grows, the grass grows tall, covering her cherry blossoms, but where is her soul?
The two spent a night of passionate love, their souls and spirits ecstatic. The time had come, and they could not help but feel deeply saddened.
As the poem testifies:
Mortals all desire to become immortals, but now even fairies complain;
As long as they revel every night, they are better than any other immortal;
Even immortals are subject to Heaven's rule, and those who break the rules will be punished by Heaven:
A thrush encounters a wondrous fate, and in the mortal world, she enjoys sweetness with a man; Having
just tasted the joy within, the fairy will soon fly to the heavens:
The great man earnestly tries to persuade her to stay, but the beautiful woman is caught in a dilemma:
My poet, do not speak so definitively, for since ancient times, things have rarely been perfect.

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