Alibuda Chronicles Part 1: Volume 2, Chapter 1

Part One: Volume Two,

Chapter One: The Humiliation Between the Crotches

. The capture of Martinres Fortress was a far greater achievement than the Battle of Ahurama. I instantly became a national idol, my brothers in the army regarded me as a new generation of general, hoping to be transferred to my command, and even imitating my behavior.

I was still me, still the John Farrell who spent his days loitering, chasing girls, and frequenting brothels; but the shallow libertine of the past was now a hero with a penchant for women. My actions hadn't changed, so why did I receive such drastically different evaluations? This was a fascinating matter.

If men reacted this way, women's reactions were even more unbearable.

Walking down the street, noble ladies and commoner girls alike cast eager glances at me; as soon as I passed, whispers and giggles rose behind me. Even Joanna, the beautiful and seductive proprietress of my favorite military bar, "The March Hare Pavilion," said she couldn't accept money from a national hero, and kept giving me flirtatious glances.

Damn it! That slut's ass is so white and perky; I'll have to fuck her someday!

Xie Lian has temporarily left my side for cultivation, and there's no telling when she'll return; however, I brought that Cui'e bitch back, so that even in death, Job will be a cuckold. I have no interest in fucking this slut, so I simply locked her in the backyard, making her a military prostitute. Any servant in the manor who wants to sleep with her can pay to ride her and have their fill.

This bitch, stripped of her powers, is acting like she's going to die in the backyard, refusing to properly serve customers. In the end, I told her she's already pregnant with Job's posthumous child. If she wants to die, fine, then it'll be two lives lost, and her cuckold husband won't even have a trace of his flesh and blood left. Cui'e was stunned for a moment after what I said, and seemed to say something, basically calling me a devil and a murderer, which I of course didn't care about. After that, the bitch went about her comfort work and didn't say anything more. It

's been almost a month since I returned to the capital, and my new military rank has not yet been announced. Simply put, I am now the commander of ten thousand cavalry, and I am still young and strong, so it's natural that I can't be transferred to the Ministry of Military Affairs to sit at an office. However, all the existing ten thousand cavalry units in the country are already assigned, and no one has died or retired. Where would I find an extra ten thousand cavalry to command?

The people in the military obviously didn't expect this situation either. Normally, the two missions they assigned me should have left me half-dead, if not dead. But there are many things in the world that cannot be judged by common sense. Not only did I not die, but I also accomplished a feat they never dreamed of.

Now the public opinion in the country is boiling. If the military doesn't quickly assign me a good position, they will probably have to hire people to clean the rotten eggs off the doors and windows of the Ministry of Military Affairs every day.

I don't really care. I'll still get my salary, and being a paycheck thief is the real joy of life. Otherwise, if the military sends me another "good job" like the last two, who knows if I'll have a third stroke of luck?

Speaking of luck, things have been a bit strange lately. Xingmei, whom I've turned into a little slut, has suddenly become very depressed and is resisting our intimacy. When I pressed her for an explanation, little Xingmei just cried and said she wasn't feeling well.

Goodness! She suddenly bursts into tears and vomits halfway through sex—she really is feeling terrible. How come I never knew I was such a disgusting bed partner?

I had my suspicions, but according to Moling's report, Princess Xingmei isn't pregnant, which puzzles me greatly. Whatever, aren't there plenty of sluts in the capital willing to throw themselves at me these days? Even Mo Ling, a beautiful woman of unparalleled charm, was still a welcome loss without Xing Mei, though not a major problem.

After another ten days of this aimless wandering, the military notified me to attend a celebration ceremony, where I would be announced as to my new post.

The ceremony was held in the palace, grand in scale, but meaningless to me. After all, those beautiful palace maids and concubines wouldn't be giving me even one or two; deliberately showing them off to me was just plain infuriating.

Hmm! Actually, I've been with the women in the palace too. Even though she was a princess, her breasts weren't necessarily bigger than others; nothing special. My little bitch princess's father, our King, is actually a decent monarch, it's just a pity his ancestors were blind to choose such a strange name for the country. Every time the officials chant, "The ruler who governs the entire kingdom and all his people, the protector of the order and laws of the heavens, the sacred and inviolable King Leng Qiji of the Kingdom of Alibuda has arrived," the civil and military officials burst into laughter.

He was just unlucky. I heard the founding emperor was nicknamed "The Boxer," his name was Ali, and he ascended the throne in a place called the Potala Palace, hence the country's name, Alibuda. Who knew it would later become like this? No wonder the other nations always burst into laughter when they mention our country; over time, we've probably become a laughingstock.

The king's expression was strange; I wonder if he'd had too much fun and was suffering from kidney deficiency due to old age. If I could, I'd be quite willing to do it for him. After all, I've already slept with his daughter; it wouldn't be a problem to go after all his many wives.

First, there were some polite words, and then, in the manner of a royal investiture, I was formally granted the title of viscount. Then, seeing his strange expression, I knew things were going badly.

"John Farrell! Your reputation is great; I've heard of it. Now I'm giving you a decree; if you complete it, I will promote you to a higher rank and title!"

Sigh! What utterly unoriginal lines! If I were being sent to deliver a message to King Charlie, that would be fine, but this old bastard actually sent me to find some kind of Holy Staff. Does he think I'm Pied Cantti?

I wanted to refuse, but the consequences wouldn't just be a loss of reputation, but rather disobeying the king and facing execution outside the palace gates. Reluctantly, I accepted the decree and expressed my gratitude.

After the ceremony came a grand banquet. I had no intention of attending, but a sudden commotion made me stop. At the far end of the palace gates, surrounded by the crowd, stood two stunningly beautiful, slender figures!

The one on the left, with a sword at her waist, her graceful body encased in a dark blue military uniform, her exquisite face radiating heroic spirit, was none other than the Grand Commander of our Imperial Guard, the Second Princess whom the Blood Nightmare Demon could never forget—Leng Linglan.

The woman on the right, dressed in a white priest's robe, possessed exquisite beauty. Her brilliant golden hair cascaded down to her waist, simply tied back with a thorn ring. Her elegant demeanor carried an ethereal quality, untouched by worldly concerns—a rare and exceptional beauty, surpassing even the two cold beauties beside her.

I was utterly astonished. When had such a beauty appeared in the palace? But when I saw the third eye on her forehead, I nearly jumped back in shock. A vertical eye—the highest form of supernatural power, a symbol of limitless spiritual energy—was said to be possessed only by the most supreme sages, those who had cultivated chastity for ten lifetimes, or holy Dharma Kings with celestial bloodlines. And on this earth, there was only one such vertical eye.

This peerless beauty was none other than Tianhe Xueqiong, the chief goddess of the Cihang Brahma Palace, the center of faith on earth, and one of the Four Heavenly Maidens!

The current Ten Beauties, complemented by seven famous flowers, each represented a woman of exceptional martial arts prowess. My beloved concubine, Xie Lian, and my second princess, Leng Linglan, are both praised as beauties among the Seven Flowers. However, purely in terms of appearance, the beauty of the Seven Flowers cannot compare to that of the Four Heavenly Maidens, the most beautiful on earth: Feng (Wind), Hua (Flower), Xue (Snow), and Yue (Moon).

Besides Xia Hua, who is listed as the first among the Seven Flowers for her unparalleled beauty and martial arts, and the Phoenix Heavenly Maiden, who lives in the Southern Barbarian Lands and is revered as a deity, I have met the other two once. The Autumn Moon Heavenly Maiden is none other than my eldest princess, Leng Yueying; and the Winter Snow Heavenly Maiden is none other than Tianhe Xueqiong!

I overheard people talking about her. This goddess priestess was ordered by the Cihang Brahma Palace to travel around to broaden her horizons and hone her skills. After two years, she will return to the palace for an examination and then take over as the palace master. Rumor has it that she will be traveling overseas, so before leaving, she visited her friend, Princess Linglan, in my country.

I had never seen such beauty in my life. Having wandered among the beauties, I felt utterly ashamed and dared not approach. In fact, upon seeing such stunning beauty, every man in the room was captivated and longed to touch her, but their holy and heroic aura held them all back.

Suddenly, Lady Luck smiled upon me.

"Is this young general John Farrell, who won the Battle of Ahurama and captured the fortress of Martinres?"

Tianhe Xueqiong's gaze swept through the hundreds of people, finally settling on me. When she softly uttered my name, I nearly fainted.

"I have long heard of your renown in the Divine Palace, General. Would you be so kind as to come and speak with me, so that I may witness your splendor?"

These words drew envious and jealous glances from all the men in the room, like arrows aimed at me. I walked with the light of clouds towards the two smiling beauties. This moment was the most glorious moment of my life.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my wrist from the side and yanked me away with great force.

I glanced to the side and saw that the person was dressed in the robes of a clergyman, seemingly a maidservant of Tianhe Xueqiong. If she had thrown me hard, I would have been flung four or five meters away, landing awkwardly on my backside, making a fool of myself.

I hurriedly tried to resist, but an invisible force immobilized me—a highly skilled immobilization spell!

Just as I was reeling from the shock, a voice entered my ears again.

"You despicable lecher, using such underhanded means to defile my sister! I'll let you go today because she pleaded for you, but if you dare to come within a foot of her again, I'll make sure you bleed five steps!"

This was the secret transmission of a martial arts master! Judging from the words, who else could it be but Princess Linglan?

My soul nearly left my body, and I was thrown out, landing heavily face-first in the dirt.

A moment of silence followed, then erupted into a cacophony of laughter. Amidst the jeers, the voice of that vile woman from the Heavenly River reached my ears.

"A general of such stature, how can you be inferior to a mere maidservant like me? General, you are truly not as renowned as you seem, I am so disappointed!"

I struggled to my feet, but with a "whoosh," my trousers ripped in two, exposing my limp penis completely. There are no coincidences in this world; naturally, a martial arts master had secretly sabotaged me, tearing my trousers with a blade's energy before I hit the ground.

Instantly, screams from the women rose and fell, and all the men made no attempt to conceal their mockery. I even saw my old nemesis, the Su brothers, pulling their female companions to watch, pointing at my disgraceful state and laughing loudly.

From joy to utter humiliation, the feeling was like falling from heaven to the depths of hell. I had never suffered such humiliation in my life. I was so angry that I almost cried out loud. I barely managed to calm myself, covered my genitals with my hands, and ran out the door without looking back.

Behind me, the scornful laughter of the officials, noble ladies, and other dignitaries was like a burning whip, relentlessly lashing my body and soul.

Today's events were clearly a conspiracy between Leng Linglan and Tianhe Xueqiong!

As I ran, tears finally streamed down my face.

You two bitches, remember this: one day, I will avenge this humiliation!

This disgrace in the palace has dealt a tremendous blow to my reputation. My heroic image has shattered overnight. My shameful act of running around with my exposed genitals has become the laughingstock of everyone. Some even think that my embarrassment in front of state guests is a disgrace to the nation! I

can't stay in the capital any longer. I decided to immediately set off for another province to escape the gossip.

Before I left, Xingmei came to see me.

She said that because her second sister discovered something was wrong and couldn't withstand the interrogation, she had no choice but to tell me everything about her and me. Princess Linglan, being so shrewd, naturally wouldn't believe the lies I told Xingmei. Enraged, she immediately wanted to kill me, this lecherous scoundrel. Only Xingmei's desperate pleas, coupled with Princess Linglan's unwillingness to expose the scandal, forced her to devise another plan, leading to the humiliation at the palace that day.

Xingmei said that Princess Linglan, to prevent her from seeing me again, obtained the king's permission to send her to the Cihang Brahma Palace to study knowledge and etiquette, making it impossible for her to see me again.

Hearing this, my heart sank.

Xingmei cried, saying that even if that wasn't the case, she and I should never have been together in the first place, and that I should forget everything about her. Saying this, she shoved the Hundred Ghost Pill into my arms, saying that from now on, seeing a sword would be like seeing her. Then she ran away crying, and no matter how much I called, she didn't turn back, disappearing from my sight in the blink of an eye.

After suffering repeated blows, I drank heavily that day, summoned the vile bitch Cui'e, and then called out Mo Ling. Together, we brutally raped this pregnant slut, losing count of how many times we ejaculated before collapsing from exhaustion.

The next morning, I led five hundred of my retainers to the southeast coast.

Someone in the bar said that the Staff of the Saint I sought had fallen into the hands of a group of pirates in the southeast sea three years ago. That group was small, only about a hundred men. I suggested leading my team there, recruiting locally, and annihilating them to obtain the Staff of the Saint.

For safety, I also took the vile bitch Cui'e with me, making her a comfort woman for the army—not bad at all.

Before setting off, I sent a letter to Xie Lian, asking her to come and meet me as soon as she finished her business. However, whether she hadn't yet completed her mission or there were other problems, I still hadn't seen her by the time I arrived at the southeast coast.

That group of pirates, called "Crimson Flame," was actually the most powerful pirate crew in the southeast seas. The locals were terrified at the mere mention of it, while I sighed, thinking the country folk were easily fooled. A mere hundred or so men, yet they'd been so rampant; it just showed how useless our coastal defenses were.

I selected two soldiers to stay behind and guard Cui'e, then cast a spell on that vile bitch. I led my men, bought ships, hired sailors, and set sail to hunt down the Crimson Flame Pirates. Knowing their area of operation, we easily found them.

In a naval battle, we ultimately prevailed due to our superior numbers of ships and men, routing the pirates until they retreated to their island hideout.

The landing site was a huge, bottomless, dark cave. Eager to wipe out the remaining pirates, we rushed in. But before we'd gone half a mile, something abruptly changed. Yes,

the Crimson Flame Pirates were only a little over a hundred men, but why hadn't anyone told me that these damned bastards were raising a giant dragon! It was a two-horned silver dragon over a hundred meters long. The Blood Nightmare Chronicles mentioned it as the "Water and Fire Demon Dragon," an extremely ferocious and monstrous beast capable of flight and fire-breathing. Its body was highly poisonous, and those afflicted were incurable; it was the most dangerous creature imaginable. In the blink of an eye, almost all of the eight hundred men I had brought were dead or wounded. Under the corrosive poisonous mist spewed by the demon dragon, many corpses even began to rot immediately.

Sigh! What bad luck! Why is it that every time I come out, a large number of my men die?

I tried to summon a lewd beast to stop the enemy, but… just looking at the difference in size, I knew there was no way to stop it. The lewd beast was just waving its tentacles, splattering slime, when the demon dragon didn't even glance at it, opened its mouth and bit down, instantly tearing the lewd beast in two. Good heavens! I never imagined that the lewd beast I had painstakingly summoned would be dealt with so easily.

At this point, I was the only one left dead. Seeing that no one was around, I decided to take out the Myriad Souls Banner and rely on the Demon Spirit's help to escape. Unfortunately, I should have acted faster. The moment I held the Myriad Souls Banner in my hand, before I could even chant the incantation, the sentient demonic dragon noticed the threat and launched an attack.

Although I dodged the raging flames, I was hit squarely by the purple poisonous mist, my head immediately becoming blurry. Then, swept away by the residual force of the demonic dragon's tail, I was sent flying, crashing heavily into the rock wall, half-dead. Just as the demonic dragon was about to attack me again, a piercing wail rang out in the air. Thousands of vengeful spirits flew out from the Myriad Souls Banner, surrounding the demonic dragon and hindering its movements. It was the vengeful spirits within the Myriad Souls Banner who came to its rescue.

But it was all in vain. Without my incantation, the demonic spirit couldn't manifest, and the vengeful souls couldn't form the physical forms of spirit beasts or demonic creatures. They could only unleash less than a third of their usual power. Dealing with the evil lotus from that day was no problem, but against this thousand-year-old demonic dragon, they were powerless.

I tried to get up to pick up the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and command the vengeful souls to attack, but the poison from the dragon's mist had already begun to take effect. I could feel my face tingling and itching; it might even be starting to rot. Suddenly, I lost consciousness and fell into the water, barely managing to hold onto a log as the current carried me out of the cave.

In my last glimpse before losing consciousness, I saw the demonic dragon entangled with the vengeful souls while simultaneously swishing its tail, sending the Ten Thousand Souls Banner flying far away.

With the location of the host souls far away, the vengeful souls naturally couldn't continue their attack and gradually disappeared...

When I awoke again, I was in a harbor. A fishing boat found me unconscious at sea, rescued me, and took me back to the port hospital. As a result of the dragon poison's effects, my entire body was covered in sores, and my face was especially hideous. None of the port officials recognized me; they just thought I was a homeless person who had suffered a calamity.

According to the Blood Nightmare Records, this kind of thousand-year-old dragon poison is incurable. Although I immediately found some medicines to treat the symptoms, their effects were extremely limited, and I estimated I had at most a day and a half to live.

Heavens! Was I going to die in a day and a half? Was this how this story was going to end? Even if the response wasn't popular enough, I still didn't want to die so soon!

Facing death and these successive blows, I had lost all my ambition.

During the battle of Martinres Fortress, Xingmei said I had committed too many killings. Now, thinking of the elves' tossing and turning in agony, perhaps this was my just deserts!

To hell with it! To think of retribution for being a bad person—that's truly deserving of death.

In these final moments of my life, all I wanted was to find a bunch of beautiful women and have some fun, so that my life of playing games and indulging in pleasure wouldn't have been in vain. Going to find that vile bitch Cui'e was an idea, but it was a day's journey from the port, too time-consuming. It would be better to hire a prostitute locally. But this port was practically rural, the people simple and honest, and brothels were scarce. The only two that existed were so horrified by my penis, swollen to a gigantic size due to the dragon's poison, that not a single one would take a customer, no matter how high the price.

Even though there were about ten brave women tempted by the reward and willing to offer themselves, alas! I truly hate my own standards of beauty…

In despair, I clutched all 30,000 gold coins in silver notes to my chest. Even if I were to die, I wouldn't give this money to anyone else.

I chose a hotel and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window by the sea, staring blankly at the sunset sinking into the ocean. The

Ten Thousand Souls Banner, swept away by the demonic dragon, fell into the sea, its whereabouts unknown.

Alas! By this time tomorrow, I will be nothing but a pool of pus and blood. Before I die, I won't even be able to get a woman. Is fate truly so cruel to me?

Just then, I heard hushed conversation coming from the next table. Six men in black robes, looking furtive, were talking about something. They seemed to have come to raise money, but were hitting roadblocks and were running out of time.

"Damn it! Everything is ready, except for five thousand gold coins, enough to raise the funds for our uprising. Is it truly fate that has derailed our great cause?"

A woman's voice spoke. As she spoke, the five men beside her sighed in unison, their voices filled with sorrow and despair, as if they were more heartbroken than death.

A thought struck me. The woman's voice was clear and pleasant; she seemed to be a beauty. She desperately needed money, and I wanted a woman—it was a perfect match. So I stepped forward and offered five thousand gold coins if the woman would spend the night with me.

The five men seemed to deeply respect the woman. Hearing this, they flew into a rage and immediately drew their swords to kill me, but the woman waved them off.

"Young master, you said you'd pay five thousand gold coins for one night, is that true?"

I nodded, showing the silver note and offering to pay half upfront as a sign of my trustworthiness. Everyone was going to die anyway, so keeping money was pointless; I just didn't know what they wanted so much money for. Five thousand gold coins! That's quite extravagant! This money seemed extremely important to them. The woman took the silver note, and everyone at the table was so happy their voices trembled.

The woman was clearly the leader of this group. She ordered her subordinates to take the two thousand five hundred gold coins to buy what they needed, then took a deep breath, as if insisting on her decision, and told me to go back to my room first; she would arrive shortly.

Strange! Even now, I still hadn't seen the black-robed woman's face. Perhaps she was ugly as hell? But her voice held a certain authority, leaving me no doubt that she was lying. I obeyed and went back to my room to wait.

After waiting a short while, I heard a knock on the door. After I answered the door, the woman in black robes slowly walked in, flicking her hand to extinguish the light. Before I could even process my surprise, she had already slowly removed her black robe.

What was she wearing beneath that wide black robe?

It was impossible to see clearly in the darkness, but through the faint moonlight, I could vaguely make out a pair of palm-sized horns atop her long, light green, seaweed-like hair. Not the sharp horns of a unicorn, but rather forked antlers like a deer's, resembling… the horns of a dragon from Eastern legends!

I remembered!

When I was little, my perverted father had told me that in the East Sea, there lived a Dragon God Clan, the kings of the sea creatures, a small race, but renowned for its beautiful women and strong men. Like centaurs, the Dragon God Clan was an extremely rare race. Why would they appear here?

Before I could even voice my question, I heard two strange whooshing sounds, followed by a sudden numbness as my pressure points were struck, leaving me paralyzed on the bed. It was truly unexpected that this woman was a martial arts master.

"These five thousand gold coins are related to the lives of tens of thousands of people, and the happiness of nearly a million compatriots in the East Sea. Your generosity is truly a great benefactor to my clan..."

The woman said softly, "I once had a husband who died on the battlefield years ago. I vowed to remain chaste for him for three years, so I cannot truly indulge in ecstasy with you. But before dawn, I will try my best to satisfy you, okay?"

Having been tricked, I should have been furious, but this dragon girl's every word was like that of a general commanding thousands of troops, possessing a charm that compelled people to obey. I nodded blankly, and just as I was about to ask her name, a soft hand pressed against my lips.

"Don't ask. Our fate is only for tonight. I am not me, and you are not you! Tonight, I am the woman who will spend the night with you."

These incredibly romantic words captivated me, and I immediately understood that this woman must be someone of great importance, unwilling to be recognized. I nodded and said, "Then I'll call you Sister Dragon Girl."

Her voice was deep and magnetic, sounding no older than twenty-seven, making "sister" appropriate.

"My little lover is so good!"

Her hand moved down, and Sister Dragon Girl gently unbuckled my belt. Amidst the stench, a monstrous penis, swollen and thick with venom from a dragon, covered in pustules, was revealed. This was why no prostitute would accept me as a customer. Although the light was dim, I was certain she could see the strange shape of my penis. Therefore, when she fell silent and her breathing became heavy, I began to worry. Was she regretting it?

After all, any normal woman would shy away from such a massive, arm-thick penis.

"I'm sorry, I..."

My heart sank.

"I...I've never done this before. Could you teach me how?"

Her gentle voice held a resolute determination, showing her unwavering commitment. Just that alone moved me so much I almost jumped up. I said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't do it. I know my lousy... "

The Dragon Girl's response was a soft laugh.

"It's alright. I just want to try. As long as you don't hate it, please let me try."

How pathetic. Even though I'm swollen into a gigantic penis from the poison, I still have the reactions of a man. Between my legs, my penis began to stir. Ignoring my own consciousness, it longed for the feeling of being enveloped by the Dragon Girl's lips, and slowly began to rise.

I smiled bitterly and confessed to the Dragon Girl,

"I'm sorry! I guess imagining being sucked by you made it start to get hard again."

"Hmm! Do you want me to suck it?"

Seemingly unafraid of that gigantic penis, the Dragon Girl gently grasped it, her movements tinged with slight shyness. From her resolute demeanor, the Dragon Girl must be a woman of great strength and courage, but she clearly lacked sexual experience and was completely unfamiliar with oral sex.

"Hmm... if you're really willing... actually, if it's just for those five thousand gold coins, you don't have to..."

Strangely, I suddenly felt that having such a gentle woman suck my rotten penis was a great humiliation and degradation, and I really didn't want her to sacrifice herself for it. But the Dragon Girl was clearly the kind of person who, once she made a decision, wouldn't easily change it.

"Please teach me what to do?"

Desire ultimately prevailed. I swallowed hard and slowly said, "Sister, do whatever is convenient for you. First, grab the base, then take it into your mouth from the front. Those... those women I know all do it this way."

I wanted to say "prostitute," but comparing the Dragon Girl to a prostitute would be too blasphemous, so I quickly changed my words, knowing this wouldn't fool her intelligence. The Dragon Girl shook her head, a self-deprecating smile on her face, and said softly, "I'll try."

I lay back, while the Dragon Girl moved her lower body and gently grasped my penis with her five fingers.

"Mmm... Dragon Girl..."

"Mmm... so hard! How did it become like this?"

"Because... because just thinking about the Dragon Girl blowing it... makes me so excited..."

"You little rascal..."

Then, the Dragon Girl parted her lips slightly and took the foul-smelling shaft into her mouth. The taste was bound to be awful; even an idiot could guess that. But she showed no sign of backing down. With a slight frown, though clumsy, she began to slowly move her head.

I was so moved I almost cried. However, much later, during a casual conversation, she told me a terrifying truth.

In her early years, when she had spent long periods submerged in the sea leading a guerrilla war against the enemy, food was scarce. To have the strength to fight, she had to swallow disgusting, foul-smelling sea snakes and worms whole. Therefore, her endurance was extraordinary, allowing her to withstand the shame and hold my fishy-smelling penis in her mouth, reminding herself not to swallow it whole.

"Dragon Girl Sister!"

I cried out excitedly, fueled by both psychological and physical stimulation.

To avoid reopening her wound, she deliberately licked it with her fragrant tongue, a delicate touch more moving than any fancy technique. Soon, I too felt the urge to ejaculate.

Although I had received a favor, the fact that she was willing to so unscrupulously put my enormous penis in her mouth and take such good care of it made me feel as if I had been redeemed by the Virgin Mary, and I wanted to repay her. The pleasure of sex was the only thing I could do right now.

"Sister Dragon Girl, let me give you oral sex too!"

My words made the Dragon Girl tremble slightly. She moved her mouth away from my penis and then looked up.

"You...don't you think it's dirty?"

"Haha! How could it be dirty! Sister, you just licked the dirtiest part of my body."

"That's because you've done a favor for my clan, so I should..."

"If you don't mind, let me lick it! Is that alright?"

The Dragon Girl gave a wistful smile and said softly, "That's right, since I can't fully fulfill my promise, you have the right to ask to touch my skin..."

She was strong-willed, and once she made a decision, even if she was shy, she wouldn't hesitate. I heard a soft rustling sound of clothes being undressed, followed by the release of pressure points on my body, a feeling of lightness spreading through my limbs, and a plump, warm female body crawled to my side.

"I have no experience in this area, can you teach me how to do it?"

Poor thing, my sister's dead husband must be a complete idiot!

"That's what I should be saying. Please turn your body this way and straddle my face."

"I'm sorry, but I'll try."

The Dragon Girl turned her body 180 degrees and straddled my face as I instructed, then continued to suck my penis.

I held the Dragon Girl's thighs with both hands, observing her private parts. Although the moonlight wasn't very bright, and I couldn't see clearly, I could still make out the shape of her labia and smell a fragrance similar to the sea.

Perhaps because of her martial arts training, the elasticity of her thighs felt very comfortable. I ran my hand along her buttocks to her thighs, then raised my head close to her vulva, licking her swollen labia with the tip of my tongue. Taking advantage of the moment of skin-to-skin contact, I secretly chanted an incantation, casting my signature move, the Pink Lust Barrier.

Having cast the spell over a hundred times, this Lust Barrier was truly my masterpiece. Not long after I chanted it, a light pink mist filled the entire room.

"Mmm...wooo..."

Affected by the aphrodisiac effect of the barrier, soft moans escaped her lips, which were still holding the penis. The rapid effect was likely due not only to the barrier but also to the fact that her daily life was too tense, forcibly suppressing her sexual desire. Now, once aroused, her sensitivity was naturally exceptional.

I stretched out my tongue, searching for her clitoris. Beneath the thin foreskin, the clitoris was already engorged with blood.

As I licked the clitoris, the dragon girl's elastic thighs twitched in waves, and in rhythm with my licking, she quickened the pace of her head movements.

Although the movements weren't very smooth, she still tried her best to blow, making soft, chirping sounds.

(I might ejaculate first if this continues, but for my sister's sake, I should make her feel more... I'm not confident I can bring her to orgasm. But seeing her reaction to my licking, I can't help but want to try and lead her to climax.

(Judging from her appearance, she probably doesn't have much sexual experience! Such a beauty, yet no man worthy to cherish her, it's so pitiful! Perhaps it's the allure of her aura, even though I can't see her face clearly, I have no doubt that she's an absolute beauty.

At this moment, I focused my fire on her tongue, my nose pressed against her vulva, and although I had some difficulty breathing, I relentlessly attacked her clitoris. Meanwhile, my left hand left her thigh and came to her firm breast. My entire palm covered her breast, and my thumb and little finger slowly began to rub her nipples.

"Mmm... ooh..."

Under my rubbing, her reaction became stronger and stronger, the vibrations spreading throughout her body, and her caresses of my penis became more and more intense.)

(At this rate, I'll definitely be the one who can't take it anymore!

Thinking this, I intensified my attack on her breasts and clitoris, her juices flowing freely, wetting my face. But I didn't care, continuing to increase the speed of my tongue, while rubbing her already erect nipples even harder.

"Mmm... ooh... mmm..."

The Dragon Girl trembled all over, letting out almost mournful moans from her nose. There was no doubt that this was the prelude to orgasm.

"Dragon Girl, I'm going to come, you come too, ahh... but, I..."

Although I was trying to hold back from ejaculating, I had reached my limit.

(I can't take it anymore! I've lost, I'm going to cum...)

My penis finally released, and as it throbbed, an almost foul-smelling stream of semen began to spray into the Dragon Girl's mouth. At that moment, the Dragon Girl's body immediately began to spasm, reaching the peak of her orgasm. But the Dragon Girl didn't leave my penis. As if sensing something, after ejaculation, she slowly sucked the remaining semen from my penis, drop by drop, and actually began to swallow it.

A moment later, the Dragon Girl turned back to me, lying beside me, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at me.

"Dragon Girl... I'm so... so sorry... I... I did something so blasphemous to you... I ejaculated on you..."

"Hmm, it's alright. I promised to try my best to satisfy you tonight, so you don't need to apologize to me."

The Dragon Girl picked up her black robe and carefully wiped my face.

I hugged the Dragon Girl's waist, breathing heavily, "I'm so touched, I never thought you would drink it."

"There's a reason for that, you'll find out tomorrow morning."

The voice beside me said softly, "But what happened at the end? My mind went blank, what was that feeling?"

"Haven't you ever felt this before, sister?"

"Never, at most... ha! Never."

"Really? Then this is your first orgasm, sister!"

I was relieved.

When the Dragon Girl reluctantly helped me suck up the semen, I felt a great sense of guilt, but now that I know this is her first time experiencing an orgasm, I feel that at least I've repaid her!

"I'm so grateful to God that I was able to meet a beauty like the Dragon Girl in the final stage of my life."

"I also want to thank you for giving my people light and life, and for giving me... a very beautiful memory."

"I..."

The Dragon Girl suddenly smiled, rolled over and pressed herself against me, chuckling softly.

"It's not even dawn yet. I want to experience that feeling again, okay?"

I said, my arms around her neck, inhaling the unique scent of her hair carried by the sea breeze. Our legs intertwined, and we began to embrace and kiss.

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