Mount Emei

Mount Emei, a famous mountain in Sichuan, boasts its highest peak, the Golden Summit, which pierces the clouds and stands proudly.

Fang Xiaoxue vividly remembers gazing up at Mount Emei from its base five years ago when she first entered the mountain gate, stunned by its immense and majestic silhouette.

For a farmer's daughter like Xiaoxue, being able to study martial arts at Mount Emei was undoubtedly incredibly fortunate.

The Emei Sect, known as the "cradle of female warriors," not only produced a high rate of female warriors, but even those of humble origins could, upon mastering their skills and descending the mountain, earn
the title of "Emei female warrior." Whether they married into a prestigious family or into royalty, they would not face criticism for disgracing their status.

Even those less fortunate, as long as they didn't commit the offense of being expelled from the sect, could easily remain at Mount Emei, managing miscellaneous affairs to support themselves until their old age.

Therefore, when Xiaoxue's parents learned of her exceptional potential and that she had caught the eye of Abbess Huijing and been accepted as a disciple of Emei, they were truly overjoyed and grateful for
their ancestors' accumulated virtue. It should be noted that generally, to study at Emei, one must pay a considerable sum of tuition fees on time.

This cannot be called mercenary. Most prestigious sects neither engage in commerce nor agriculture. To maintain their daily livelihood and basic armed forces, they must collect tuition fees
to operate; only those like Shaolin, established very early and possessing vast tracts of land for others to cultivate and collect rent, can alleviate the burden of tuition fees. Therefore, those from wealthy families
, even princes, who wish to become disciples are often outwardly apprehensive but inwardly delighted.

Money seems inherently designed to be a hindrance for heroes. Underworld sects either collect fees or simply operate their own businesses to make a living. But the profits are ultimately
finite . To expand their power and recruit followers, some form alliances, while others engage in cutthroat competition. Coupled with the desire to be the leader of a small group, new
forces founded by talented young people constantly emerge, ensuring the endless turmoil of the martial world.

Or there are the truly powerful sects, dedicated to supporting enlightened rulers and enjoying state stipends. These sects require meticulous political calculation, the ability to
make decisive bets during periods of chaos, and the quick to abandon their evil ways when things turn sour, while also knowing how to diversify their investments; otherwise, a single misstep can lead to their annihilation
. As for why these powerful sects always send young and beautiful female disciples into the world, that's an unspoken understanding within the martial world.

And then there are the so-called mysterious sects that claim to be isolated from the world. Why do they not engage in production yet eat delicacies, wear fine silks and satins, live in
luxurious mansions, and wield steel swords and iron axes? This, of course, is also an unspoken understanding within the martial world.

However, each sect in the martial arts world still needs to actively cultivate its own strength. Without a new generation of rising talents, a sect will
decline . For this reason, Emei occasionally sends people to search for intelligent and talented girls in the surrounding areas, offering them the generous treatment of exemption from tuition fees to become
disciples. Although it was mostly a publicly funded trip, Xiaoxue entered Emei Mountain under such circumstances.

Xiaoxue was ten years old that year.

When she first entered Emei, besides the basic training to solidify her skills, she mostly did chores such as starting fires, cooking, and cleaning; those who were unruly, unable to endure hardship, or stopped paying tuition fees were all asked to leave the mountain. It wasn't until nearly three years later that she was able to begin learning Emei's body techniques and sword styles
under the guidance of her senior sisters . 　　After another two years, Xiaoxue's intelligence and comprehension allowed her to begin practicing advanced sword techniques directly taught by her abbesses with her fellow disciples. 　　However, it's unclear when this trend started, but strange rumors began to circulate among the Emei disciples from time to time: 　　"Hey, I've made a big discovery! Don't you think Master Huiming and Master Huixin seem a bit ambiguous?" "Yeah, yeah, you think so too, right?" "Someone even said that Master Huici left Emei a few days ago because of this..." "Huh? Really?" Although these rumors were mostly unfounded , the female disciples always talked about them with sparkling eyes and great enthusiasm. It seemed a bit unusual at first glance, but it was because no one disliked such things. Conversely, if the same situation happened at Wudang or Shaolin, it would be truly shocking. 　　(Has Senior Sister Yunzong not come again today?) Xiaoxue felt a sense of loss as she still didn't see Mu Yunzong in the classroom. 　　Mu Yunzong's mother was the Emei heroine Qiu Ziying, and her father was the famous Jiangnan swordsman Mu Changfeng. Based on her family background and her mother's friendship with Abbess Huisi, Yunzong was sent to Mount Emei at a young age and personally instructed by Huisi. 　　Yunzong was exceptionally talented and skilled in martial arts, and was considered a rising star of Emei. However, a year ago, during the righteous sects' siege of the Shu Mad Demon, Yunzong's parents and the Soul Searcher Gong Yue died in a battle. Since then, she has lived a secluded life, no longer appearing in class. 　　At first, everyone was understanding of her grief. Over time, public opinion gradually shifted to the view that she had become self-destructive and arrogant. In addition, Abbess Huisi suffered from cold poison in the battle and had to stay at Wudang for a long time for treatment. Yunzong lived alone in Huisi's hermitage, becoming even more isolated. 　　"Senior Sister Yunzong!" Upon reaching the cliff of Huayan Peak, the pale blue figure was indeed seen. 　　This mountain pavilion was Mu Yunzong's favorite place. In the past year, whenever Xiaoxue wanted to find her, she would either go to Huisi's residence or come to this place. 　　"Senior Sister Yunzong!" She shouted again, finally getting the other person to turn around. 　　"What!" Mu Yunzong glanced at the person, then tossed her beautiful, waist-length hair aside and gazed at the mountain scenery again. She was tall and slender, her handsome face filled with cold indifference. "It's you again!" "Senior Sister Yunzong, why aren't you in class?" "None of your business." "But didn't you used to work so hard at your cultivation?" Xiaoxue tried to persuade her as usual, "If you continue to waste your time like this… even the abbess said learning is like rowing against the current…" "Have you said enough!" Tired of these道理 (principles/reasoning), Yunzong moved in an instant. Xiaoxue only felt a green shadow with a gust of wind pass by her, knowing that today's efforts were in vain. 　　This junior sister is so annoying! Back in her room, Yunzong pondered, Xiaoxue's bright and charming eyes lingering in her mind. Compared to herself, Xiaoxue was petite, and her figure seemed to still be developing. He'd been bothering her all this time, and although she knew it was purely out of concern, she still felt inexplicably annoyed. 　　Even knowing that Xiaoxue would find her at that ancient pavilion, Yunzong still went there every day to admire the mountain scenery. 　　On one hand, there really weren't many places to be alone on Mount Emei; on the other hand, whether she herself was actually hoping for something, Yunzong had no idea what she felt. 　　"Senior sister, really..." Xiaoxue muttered in the bathroom, remembering Yunzong's attitude. 　　The work of chopping wood and carrying water was done by apprentice disciples, but boiling water was still the responsibility of the fellow disciples on duty at the same time. Those responsible for boiling water were late for bedtime , but being able to enjoy the bathroom alone after everyone else had finished was some compensation. 　　"Whoa!" Just as she was thinking, a pair of thieving hands suddenly slipped under her armpits and groped her breasts.

"Zhixuan, don't be like this..." "I thought Xiaoxue had grown up a little." Yu Zhixuan was the apple of the eye of Yu Qing, a salt merchant from Sichuan. At that time,
well salt was mined in Sichuan and sold to Yunnan, Guizhou, Shaanxi, and Gansu, generating huge profits; of course, those who could take on this business needed connections, and they hoped to have even more connections.
After Zhixuan entered the sect, the Yu family could be considered the most powerful and wealthy family in Emei.

At first, Zhixuan's arrogant personality caused many conflicts with her peers, which were always resolved through Xiaoxue's gentle persuasion. However, the Yu family's
power in Sichuan was considerable. Having such a disciple as their disciple not only brought them abundant wealth, but also earned them favors from the family in many
matters . Moreover, the conflicts were not necessarily all caused by Zhixuan alone, and the teachers and elders of Emei could only let it go.

However, her fellow disciples, dissatisfied with her arrogance and reliance on her wealthy family background, gradually formed a group that ostracized her.

In this atmosphere, only Xiaoxue, who genuinely interacted with Zhixuan, knew how much effort and hard work Zhixuan had put in behind the scenes. Finally, with
Xiaoxue's support and encouragement, Zhixuan was able to achieve outstanding results and join the ranks of advanced swordsmanship students within just two years.

Even so, her quiet nature made her an object of dislike for others. Therefore, in the duty roster, she was always placed next to Xiaoxue.

As a result, this quiet and beautiful girl particularly enjoyed bullying her when no one was around.

Zhixuan's fingers were long and slender, calloused from diligent sword practice. Unlike her usual gentle teasing, today her hands seemed to be
kneading them with resentment, causing Xiaoxue's cheeks to flush red uncontrollably. "Xiaoxue went to see Senior Sister Mu again, didn't she?" "Because Senior Sister she..." Xiaoxue
awkwardly shook her body, trying to get rid of those hands, but to no avail.

"Xiaoxue is just too nosy." As if her resentment had finally been vented enough, Zhixuan gently pressed her fingers on those two small cherries before
letting go. "You'll only make people hate you like this." "But..." But no matter what, Xiaoxue just couldn't let go of Yunzong. After all, there was a strange connection
between .

It happened when she was about seven years old.

That autumn, the reeds were in full bloom, and Xiaoxue and her companions were playing. Suddenly, a chaotic commotion of voices and shouts came from afar. The children didn't know what was going on, but unexpectedly,
a huge figure pounced out from the grass.

It turned out that the wounded wild boar had broken free of the trap and was running towards this direction as the group chased it. Xiaoxue, who was the first to be hit, was so frightened that her legs went weak, and
she was about to run headfirst into it.

Suddenly, a clear whistle rang out, and with a "whoosh," a swift and steady force shoved her aside. When Xiaoxue, still shaken, regained her senses, she found
herself lying in the grass, embraced by a young man. Fortunately, both were unharmed.

The young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes was Mu Yunzong. At the time, her parents were taking her to Emei to learn martial arts. The restless Mu Yunzong, running ahead, saw
the chaotic scene and wanted to join in the fun. He happened to encounter them on the way and rescued Xiaoxue.

It wasn't until Xiaoxue entered Emei and was instructed by her senior sister that she was shocked to discover that this young man was actually her senior sister. Believing it to be a fateful reunion,
Xiaoxue's longing for Yunzong intensified.
Xiaoxue curled up under the sheets, one hand gently rubbing her breasts through her bodice, the other reaching down to her underpants, slowly caressing her private parts. Because they
were sleeping in a shared dormitory, Xiaoxue swallowed her moans, afraid of being discovered by others.

(It's all Zhixuan's fault...it's all Zhixuan's fault!) Xiaoxue started her secret (maybe...) bad habit again, blaming others
while doing things a girl shouldn't do. She'd forgotten when it started, but every time she imagined Yunzong.

He bent down, gently kissing her, caressing her whole body, his soft lips moving from her neck down to her lower body...his fingers slipped inside her bodice,
kneading her tender nipples. Her sensitive nipples, stimulated, began to harden. Imagining Yunzong sucking on her nipples, Xiaoxue's other hand, which had been wandering on her panties
, stroked the newly sprouted pubic hair before playing with the tender flesh between her legs.

With the effort of her fingers, a little love fluid seeped from Xiaoxue's private parts. To further liberate her body, she pulled her pants down to her knees, and
the fingers that had been playing with her nipples also supported the areas that needed more support in her lower body. If someone were to pull back the covers at this moment, the scene would surely make Xiaoxue so ashamed she would want to jump off a mountain. Perhaps it
was precisely this tense atmosphere that brought a deeper depression and greater sensual stimulation.

Xiaoxue fell into an even more obsessive fantasy. Yunzong knelt between her legs, passionately licking her vulva. His fragrant tongue invaded along her labia minora, gently enveloping her
clitoris.

Xiaoxue could hardly think anymore; her fingers slid intensely across her labia. The sensation terrified Xiaoxue; she knew it was a shameful bad habit,
yet she couldn't help herself to it in the dead of night. Her fingers, lubricated by her love juices, gently thrust in and out of her vulva.

Finally, she reached another climax, her whole body suddenly feeling weak, her tense muscles relaxing.

(If only I could be in Senior Sister Yunzong's arms right now...) Troubled by this melancholy, Xiaoxue tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Finally, she got out of bed,
put on her long robe, and went outside.

(The moonlight is so bright tonight.) The moonlight illuminated the surrounding scenery like a large lamp. For some reason, Xiaoxue's mind changed; since she couldn't sleep anyway, she
might as well go to the ancient pavilion to clear her mind.

Under the moonlight, she walked along the mountain path to the ancient pavilion, where she unexpectedly saw Mu Yunzong leaning against a pillar, sitting on the railing, her right knee wrapped around her, gazing intently at the mountain scenery.

In the soft moonlight, the mountain scenery, the ancient pavilion, and that lonely figure were like a moving painting.

"Senior Sister..." Xiaoxue couldn't help but call out softly.

"Xiaoxue?" Startled, Mu Yunzong turned around and looked at her, her eyes filled with surprise at Xiaoxue's appearance.

She didn't come every night; tonight she was only having trouble sleeping because of her restlessness. She hadn't expected such a chance encounter. Could there truly be some
strange connection between the two ?

"Senior Sister..." Xiaoxue approached Mu Yunzong's side, stammering, "I...I think..." "Hmm?" "If...if Senior Sister
continues were so
jarring. Looking at her opening and closing lips, Yunzong felt a surge of irritation. Although she knew what the other person said was true, it wasn't that she
hadn't considered it; rather, it was something she had always wanted to avoid facing.

Suddenly, Yun Zong's lips sealed hers, silencing the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Why did he want to do this? Perhaps Yun Zong just wanted to scare away this annoying girl, or perhaps he harbored feelings he himself couldn't quite grasp?

After their lips parted, an awkward silence followed.

Xiao Xue's heart pounded; the fantasies she had just experienced under the sheets still lingered in her mind. And now, the woman she had longed for was right in front of her… kissing her
… "Senior Sister…" Xiao Xue murmured, finally mustering her courage, "Could we… do it again…?" Although she regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth, as if
by unspoken agreement, their lips immediately met again.

Xiao Xue's breathing grew heavy. Yun Zong's tongue pried open the defenses of her lips, capturing the lilac that tried to dodge. The taste of Senior Sister Yun Zong's
tongue —an indescribable sweetness, yet also a stimulating sensation.

"Mmm!" After they separated, a shimmering thread stretched between them in the moonlight.

"Senior Sister..." Overwhelmed by a surge of passion, the two embraced involuntarily. Xiaoxue nestled in Yunzong's arms, letting him stroke her
hair .

"Xiaoxue..." Mu Yunzong murmured tenderly, his hands beginning to move restlessly.

"Ah!" Yunzong slipped his hand inside Xiaoxue's bodice, touching her small breasts through her undergarment, causing her to let out a soft moan of shame.

"Such a lovely voice." Yunzong picked up Xiaoxue and placed her on the stone table in the pavilion. His other hand slipped inside her trousers, caressing her warm thighs, gradually moving deeper. "Her skin is so nice..." Xiaoxue's face flushed crimson. She felt both joy and shame at
being praised by the person she admired, a body she had always considered inferior to others' . 　　Yunzong unbuttoned Xiaoxue's top, lifted her red undergarment, and pressed his lips against her lovely little cherry. 　　"Mmm..." Every time she imagined Yunzong caressing her body with those soft lips, her heart pounded, and her desire surged. The long-held fantasy had now become reality; the mysterious garden between Xiaoxue's thighs was once again flowing with sweet nectar. 　　"Xiaoxue is so sensitive, she felt it so quickly..." "Th-that's because...Senior Sister..." Xiaoxue's face was adorably red. Even through her panties, the wetness was clearly felt through the touch of her fingers. It was so wet; Xiaoxue rarely produced this much nectar even when masturbating . 　　"How does it taste?" Yunzong pulled down Xiaoxue's pants, buried his head between her legs, and greedily inhaled the sweet, sensual scent. Then reached for Xiaoxue's panties, and Xiaoxue braced herself, allowing the panties to fall smoothly and hang on one side of her calf. 　　"Ah..." The first time she experienced the sensation of her tongue licking her labia minora, it was a hundred times more stimulating than she had imagined, instantly reaching the peak of pleasure. 　　Yunzong's tongue relentlessly invaded, bypassing the skin covering the clitoris and licking directly to the clitoris, occasionally biting it lightly. 　　"Ah...ah...ah..." Xiaoxue's nectar flowed more and more. Although her soft tongue wiped away the flowing nectar and sucked it up, more nectar flowed out, as if it would never end. 　　Yunzong's tongue went a little into Xiaoxue's body, feeling that the entrance was quite narrow, so he pulled his tongue out and licked the petals again. He then pressed the stamen with his fingers, gently pressing it. 　　"Ah..." Finally, Xiaoxue's body trembled and went limp. 　　Yunzong straightened up and hugged her soft and delicate body. The scene that she had rehearsed many times in her fantasies made Xiaoxue involuntarily say the confession she had always wanted to say : "Ah...Senior Sister Yunzong..." "Hmm?" "I like you so much." "I like Xiaoxue too." Xiaoxue gathered her strength and kissed Yunzong's cheek, whispering in his ear: "Next...let me serve Senior Sister..." "No, I don't want to." "Why?" Xiaoxue showed a dissatisfied expression. 　　"It's nothing..." "Does Senior Sister hate me? Or was what you said about liking me just a lie?" "No, it's just... it's very late now..." Yun Zong looked embarrassed. "It's not good if Xiao Xue leaves for too long." "Is that so... then..." Xiao Xue suddenly grabbed Yun Zong's chest. 　　"Ah..." The unexpected attack made Yun Zong gasp. 　　The full, firm feel of her breasts made Xiaoxue love them so much that she suddenly understood why Zhixuan liked to tease her. "Senior sister's are so big..." " No, maybe not... later..." "But senior sister has to come back to practice tomorrow." "Okay." Yunzong reluctantly agreed, but suddenly felt that there were some things she had to say. "Xiaoxue..." "Hmm?" "Actually, when I learned that my parents had died, I didn't feel sad. Although I couldn't see them often, they would be happy if I always behaved well. 　　"But after they died, I suddenly didn't know what I was trying for. Later, I couldn't even remember . I felt very scared, if I just forgot them like this..." Tears welled up in Yunzong's eyes. "I... I don't know what to do ... what to do..." Like a breach in a river embankment, all the pain she had been suppressing for so long poured out. 　　"Senior sister..." Although Xiaoxue couldn't fully empathize, her caring nature since childhood allowed her to understand the other's sorrow. 　　"Senior Sister, I will always be by your side." After a moment of silence, "Please consider me your..." The two gazed at each other. Mu Yunzong felt an incredible power; despite being an outsider and such a frail body, she could become her support. 　　"Yes, I understand." Yunzong kissed Xiaoxue again. 　　"Senior Sister Mu came today." "She's really amazing. She neglected her classes for so long, yet she still practiced so well. Even the Abbess couldn't find fault with her." " Maybe she was actually practicing secretly." "Yes, yes." "But Xiaoxue and she are getting too close. They're practically glued together." A month later, Yunzong and Xiaoxue became quite intimate, always spending time together. For Yunzong, what rekindled her motivation was perhaps the time she spent with Xiaoxue. 　　"Xiaoxue, let's go outside." "Okay." From that night on, Yunzong and Xiaoxue became inseparable, disappearing together during breaks . Rumors about the two quickly spread throughout Emei. 　　"Xiaoxue has disappeared again with Senior Sister Mu." "She must have gone to do *that*." "Hey! Which *that* are you talking about?" "Come on, stop pretending to be innocent." "Boring!" Yu Zhixuan snorted coldly, ignoring the crowd...

Upon discovering that the source of the sound was the iceberg, everyone quickly returned to their own topics.

Ever since that incident, Yun Zong and Xiao Xue had frequently sought secluded places to comfort themselves. However, recently it seemed as if someone was deliberately interfering; whenever they tried
to get closer, they were almost caught red-handed. They 　　could only confide in each other during their daily lives and agree 　　to meet at Yun Zong's residence after everyone had fallen asleep at night
. However, they couldn't 　　do it too frequently; occasionally, they would... (The text abruptly ends here, likely due to an incomplete translation or source material.) 　　"It's just... let me mess with Senior Sister's things..." "Mess with what?" "Senior Sister!" Xiaoxue stamped her feet anxiously, "Does Senior Sister just... just treat me like... just treat me like a toy to play with?" "Because I'm really embarrassed..." Seeing Xiaoxue's eyes brimming with tears, Yunzong finally had to give in, "If Xiaoxue insists, let's go to the usual place tonight..." "Okay!" "Then I'll have to trouble Xiaoxue then." Yunzong's face turned red. 　　All afternoon, Xiaoxue was lost in thought. Yunzong looked at the dazed Xiaoxue and felt a deep tenderness from the bottom of his heart. After enduring the unbearably long afternoon, it was finally time for bed. 　　"Oh, so nice to have my own room." Xiaoxue said enviously. 　　"Although I shouldn't say that, it's all thanks to Master Huisi's injury." "Then..." Xiaoxue happily hugged Yunzong and pushed him down onto the bamboo mat bed. Although Mu Yunzong still felt quite uneasy, he had made up his mind to let Xiaoxue's wish come true today. 　　"Xiaoxue...it's all yours today...do whatever you want..." "I'll definitely satisfy you, Senior Sister." Looking at Yun Zong's flushed cheeks, Xiaoxue couldn't help but hug her tightly, and the two kissed tenderly. Xiaoxue, who had always been passive, finally had her turn to take the initiative. She slid her tongue into Yun Zong's full lips as if she were swooning. 　　"Mmm..." The two soft tongues intertwined, and Xiaoxue's saliva flowed into Yun Zong's mouth, which she swallowed without hesitation. 　　After leaving Yun Zong's soft lips, Xiaoxue began to gently kiss her snow-white neck. 　　"Mmm..." Mu Yun Zong bit her lip tightly, forcing back her moans. 　　"Senior Sister, don't hold back, I want to hear your voice." Xiaoxue's hands parted Yun Zong's clothes and reached inside, caressing the two full breasts that were bulging from her bodice . Then Xiaoxue untied the bodice and pulled it down, revealing Yun Zong's snow-white breasts. 　　"Ah..." Yun Zong's body swayed slightly. Suddenly, Xiaoxue took Yunzong's nipple into her mouth and gently bit it with her teeth. Yunzong began to pant, twisting her waist in pleasure. 　　"Senior sister is so sensitive!" Xiaoxue began to reach down to her lower body. First, she stroked the base of her thighs through her pants, then slipped her hand inside. Everywhere her fingers touched, it was smooth. "　　Huh?" As if noticing something, Xiaoxue paused in surprise. Then she unbuckled her belt, lifted Yunzong's waist, and as if wanting to see more, pulled down her pants and underpants in one go. 　　"So embarrassing..." Yunzong showed a shyness different from usual. In front of Xiaoxue was a snow-white, smooth mound of flesh. 　　"Senior sister's... why?" Xiaoxue looked at Yunzong in confusion. 　　"I don't know either." Yunzong covered her face, "It's different from everyone else's... I feel embarrassed, so... that's why I've always..." "No way, senior sister looks so cute like this." It was unclear whether Xiaoxue was referring to Yunzong's current expression or the hairless mound of flesh. Before she could think, Xiaoxue's tongue had already traveled along the base of Yunzong's thigh, ready to collect the nectar of love. 　　"Ah ah..." Her tongue traced the crevice, immediately reaching that irresistible nipple. With just a light lick, Yunzong began to 　　her senior sister, who had always given off a heroic and spirited impression, acting like this aroused Xiaoxue's mischievous thoughts. Xiaoxue straightened up and tried to touch Yunzong's nipples with her fingers, but only lightly touched them before immediately moving away. 　　"Hmm... ah..." Ignoring Yunzong's thirsty moans, Xiaoxue continued to tease him. 　　"X-Xiaoxue..." His hands, which wanted to touch his lower body and breasts, were immediately grabbed by Xiaoxue. 　　"No, didn't you say you'd leave everything to me today?" Xiaoxue smiled, continuing her gentle teasing. 　　"Please... hurry..." "Hmm?" Xiaoxue pretended to be clueless, just like Yunzong. 　　"Hurry up and touch..." Yunzong was so anxious he was about to cry. 　　"Where to touch?" "Xiaoxue..." Yunzong's breath was ragged, her cheeks flushed, "Touch...my breasts..." "Like this?" Xiaoxue grasped those towering peaks. 　　"Ah!" Her body, aroused and burning with desire, finally experienced tangible pleasure. Her already sensitive breasts became even more sensitive due to the suppression. Yunzong let out a soft moan , seeking more caresses from Xiaoxue. 　　Those usually talkative but adorable little lips slid to her chest, gently kissing her tender breasts, then sucking on her nipples while rubbing the other between two fingers . It was only the beginning, but Yunzong almost reached orgasm. 　　"Ah ah..." Yunzong leaned back, the beautiful lines of her jade-like neck presented before Xiaoxue's eyes. Under the intense pleasure, Yunzong disregarded her promises, closed her eyes tightly, and held Xiaoxue's head tightly to her chest, rubbing against her ear to soothe the unbearable pressure in her chest. 　　Xiaoxue's warm breath danced on his upper body. Yunzong relaxed his embrace, opened his eyes, and gazed at Xiaoxue for a moment. Then he straightened up, hugged Xiaoxue, and sucked on her lips. Those were the lips that had just kissed her nipples, bringing him intense pleasure. 　　Their lips parted, and Yunzong's gaze shifted to Xiaoxue's chest. Xiaoxue let Yunzong's actions, turning herself around, her clothes being expertly untied by his hands. Lifting the bodice beneath her top, Yunzong's hands eagerly grasped her delicate, pitiful breasts. 　　"Mmm..." Yunzong's left hand remained on her firm, elastic flesh, while his right hand slowly removed Xiaoxue's clothes. Xiaoxue's top and bodice were removed , leaving only her trousers. Feeling Xiaoxue's rapidly beating heartbeat through his hands, Yunzong also felt an uncontrollable heat rising within him. His right hand began to slide down to her lower abdomen, quietly invading her underpants. 　　"Mmm." Xiaoxue did not resist Yunzong's breach of contract; in her heart, she had been anticipating such a violation.

Fingers slowly entered the sparse thicket, Yun Zong's tongue licked her back, his hand on her chest played with her breasts, causing Xiao Xue to bend over involuntarily.

He kissed her passionately from her neck to her back, and just as Xiao Xue was lost in the moment, she suddenly heard Yun Zong's low whisper in her ear: "Xiao Xue, you asked for this."
Before she could react, Xiao Xue felt a numbness in her arm; her pressure points had been acupunctured.

"Ah!" Unsure of Yun Zong's intentions and feeling vaguely uneasy, Xiao Xue felt a chill in her lower body and realized that Yun Zong's left hand, which had
been on her chest, had moved to her buttocks, deftly pulling down her pants and underpants.

Then, Yun Zong picked up the naked Xiao Xue and placed her on the sheets. Spreading Xiao Xue's legs, Yun Zong licked her vulva without hesitation.
Drops of nectar flowed from her hot, moist opening, stimulating Yun Zong's tongue. With that delicate movement, an exquisite pleasure penetrated deep into Xiao Xue's bones.

"Ah, Senior Sister... um..." Xiaoxue let out a hungry moan, forgetting what Yunzong had just said.

Yunzong's fingers attacked the fleshy bud. The bud wasn't fully open yet, hiding in the wrinkled skin. Yunzong used what she had just learned,
gently touching it and then leaving, just like Xiaoxue had teased her earlier.

"Ah! Senior Sister..." After understanding Yunzong's intention, Xiaoxue pleaded, "Senior Sister... don't do this... please..." "Don't do what?"
Yunzong was determined, showing no sign of stopping, and continued to focus her attack on the bud.

"Senior Sister, please lick... lick it..." "Lick where?" "Senior Sister..." "Here?" Yunzong deliberately licked the snow-white thigh.

"No!" "Then, this place." This time it was the smooth lower abdomen.

"Ugh, Senior Sister... you're bullying me..." Yunzong glanced at Xiaoxue's face and saw tears welling up in her eyes.

"Alright, alright, Xiaoxue, don't play pranks again next time. I hold grudges." Seeing Xiaoxue nod in agreement, Yunzong savored the sweet and sour
taste and began to suckle at her honeyed slit. "Mmm..." As the love juice flowing from her flower garden was licked, Xiaoxue couldn't help but moan loudly. The moans stimulated her senses, making Yunzong lick her secret place

even more passionately . 　　"Ah... Senior Sister's..." Yunzong stretched out his slender fingers and slowly inserted them into her honey pot. Touching the warm and moist inner walls, the pleasure seemed to travel from his fingers to his entire body, causing Yunzong to gasp at the same time. 　　"Xiaoxue, come on, let's do it together." Yunzong couldn't wait to climb onto the bed, intertwining his legs with Xiaoxue's, joining his already wet and smooth secret place with Xiaoxue's flower garden . 　　"Ah..." This was the first time the two of them had done this, and for Xiaoxue, this thing beyond her imagination was extremely stimulating. 　　The copious amounts of love fluid secreted by the two mingled together, lubricating each other's secret places; their labia, swollen with desire, pressed intimately together. 　　"Ah...ah..." "Mmm..." Two distinctly different moans mingled, Yunzong almost unable to . But to reach climax with Xiaoxue, he had to endure it. 　　"Ah ah..." Xiaoxue convulsed, a lewd sound of their bodies mingling, stimulating her excitement to reach its peak. Finally, Xiaoxue's body spasmed , while Yunzong's mind went blank; the two almost simultaneously lost consciousness. 　　In the night air, their two snow-white bodies intertwined, enjoying the afterglow of pleasure. 　　[The End] Mount Emei

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