[Desiring to Pick Up a Beautiful Fairy] (1)

(I) A Precious Flower Brings a Fairy Tale
"Hoo..." Thick, rapid streams of white fluid gushed into the flowerpot beneath my feet. I turned and slumped softly
into the comfortable leather chair, my eyes half-closed, still savoring the pleasure of the erotic novel I'd just read. I
was so immersed in a blissful state that I drifted off to sleep.
"Oh, so good, harder, a little lower, oh..." I couldn't help but moan softly in my hazy state . Don't get me wrong, I'm a real man! I certainly wouldn't have such a perverted 　　fantasy
of being transformed into a woman and brutally penetrated . 　　 However, it seemed as if a pair of slender, jade-like hands were giving my head a rather professional 　　massage, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, which felt incredibly comfortable. But the problem is, I'm a purebred single otaku, living alone in a small 　　single dormitory. How could jade-like hands suddenly appear behind me for a massage? Thinking of this, my relaxed body suddenly stiffened 　　. A thief? Are you kidding me! Although they were doing a craft, I'd never heard of stealing 　　coming with a massage! 　　 Could it be... a female ghost? Thinking this, I shuddered. Because the leather chair in this house 　　had such a high back, I couldn't even see the shadow of the person behind me. Only the cool touch of fingers on my scalp 　　and a faint, intoxicating fragrance convinced me that there was definitely a 　　 "female ghost" behind me! 　　 "Young master, what's wrong? Was my massage too rough? You just said to use more force!" 　　 A gentle, sweet female voice came from behind me. Forgetting my intoxication, I jumped up and shouted, 　　"A ghost!" 　　 "Giggle!" Another series of clear laughter rang out, confusing me again. Only then did I regain my composure and 　　clearly see the appearance of the mysterious "female ghost" behind me. Standing before me was a stunningly beautiful woman, her 　　long, jet-black hair cascading down to her shapely hips. She wore a cute pink t-shirt, her ample bosom barely 　　concealing her impressively large breasts, and tight jeans that perfectly 　　accentuated her rounded curves. She stood gracefully, her eyes sparkling with captivating charm, her fair face 　　tinged with a hazy pink, ethereal beauty—breathtaking, almost unreal 　　! Though dressed simply and without makeup, her elegance was undeniable; she was truly a refined and ethereal classical beauty 　　. 　　 "Hiss…" Startled by this mysterious woman's appearance, I completely forgot the terror I had felt earlier 　　, only managing a deep gasp, unable to utter a complete sentence. In that instant, I felt 　　something indescribable surge from the top of my head straight to my spine. This stunning beauty completely stunned 　　me! 　　 "Hehe... Young master, are you dumbfounded?" 　　 "Heavens, spare me! Where did such a beautiful female ghost come from! I have such poor self-control, and I'm a seasoned otaku. 　　I'm sure I'll be completely bewitched by her and drained dry!" After recovering from the amazement, I 　　started to let my mind wander again. 　　 After a long while, I remembered I should ask the mysterious "female ghost" about her origins and purpose, but I stammered 　　, "You... why are you so beautiful... I have poor self-control... why did you have 　　to come and harm me? My precious youth, this sunny, carefree guy, is about to be cut short, alas!" 　　 "Young master, you're so strange. I just transformed into human form thanks to your yang energy, how could I have thought of harming you... I 　　... how could I harm you..." 　　 As she spoke, the woman's eyes reddened and tears welled up. Seeing the beauty about to cry, I panicked. 　　"Don't cry, don't cry, who are you? Why are you calling me 'young master'? Aren't you 　　the female ghost who wants to drain my yang essence?" 　　 Upon hearing this, the beauty blushed, gave a "humph," and quickly turned away. This coquettish demeanor immediately 　　ignited my lust, which became uncontrollable, and my little brother pressed painfully against my pants. 　　 Whether it was the allure of her beauty or the intoxication of my own heart, I, usually so cautious, was now solely focused on the idea that this female ghost would 　　only stop when she took my yang essence. Thinking, "So be it, I'll die under the peony blossoms, even as a ghost, I'll be romantic!" 　　 I disregarded all doubts and, in a flash, used my swift steps to rush forward, pulling the beauty into my arms 　　. My hands immediately began to grope restlessly. A soft "Ah!" 　　escaped my lips, followed by silence. I had bitten the beauty's tender lips. 　　 My dear fellow enthusiasts, you read that right. I admit that as a pure-blooded, seasoned otaku, in such 　　a confused state, my precious first kiss was given in a moment of passionate biting! (What a failure!) The beauty in my arms opened her beautiful 　　eyes, glaring at me with a mixture of shame and anger, but was instantly captivated by my fervent desire. Her 　　eyes closed slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and her breathing became heavier, clearly indicating that she was already aroused. 　　 "No way! She can be aroused by something so simple and crude, she's a natural beauty! I'd die happy!" 　　 Ignoring the softness of her lips, I clumsily pried open her teeth with my tongue, found 　　her tongue inside, and sucked on it forcefully, savoring its sweet, soft texture. The beauty in my arms 　　trembled slightly, her slender waist swaying, her full buttocks subtly rubbing against my crotch. 　　 My left hand gripped her waist tightly, while my right hand kneaded her firm breasts. But 　　touching them through her clothes wasn't enough, so I pulled up her cute t-shirt, only to discover another strange thing: 　　this mysterious woman wasn't wearing a bra underneath; it stretched from her armpits to her navel. Upon lifting the t-shirt, I saw 　　it was an ancient-style tube top. 　　 But lust took over my mind, and I had no time to think. I ripped off her bodice, reached into her bosom, and 　　grabbed one breast with each hand, firmly grasping her fragrant, fleshy peaks. They felt soft and supple, incredibly 　　elastic. Their enormous size meant that even with my hands stretched wide, I could only grasp half of them; each squeeze was met with 　　a soft bounce back – what a wonderful feel! In my haste, I used my thumb and forefinger to 　　gently pull and twist the rosy nipple atop her breast. At this moment, the beauty in my arms gasped even more, her face flushed crimson, her 　　alluring eyes pleading with me to hurry.

Unable to resist the beauty's urging, I reluctantly let go of her soft breasts with my right hand, hastily reaching down to unbutton her
tight jeans, then eagerly squeezing into her panties to grope.
It was slippery where I touched; she had already succumbed to the stimulation and was overflowing with lustful fluids. I became even more excited
, my fingers parting the thick pubic hair, vigorously kneading the edge of her vulva. My mouth also opened, kissing
downwards, exploring her fair neck and licking her collarbone.
"Hmm...ah...ah..." Once I released her lips, heavenly sounds
flowed from her beautiful throat, the most primal syllables fully expressing her most primal desires. Under my eager teasing, the beauty
reached a small climax, her whole body trembling, her lower body opening and closing, releasing streams of clear, lustful fluid. Her mouth
was slightly open, but she was breathing heavily, and I could vaguely see her tender tongue licking inside. The sight made my lower body throb with
desire, and I could no longer restrain myself. I picked her up, quickly walked to the bed, and swiftly removed
all the clothing that obstructed our bodies before roughly throwing myself on top of her.
The beauty lay flat on the bed, her legs hooked open by my arms. She kept her eyes closed, turned her head
away, her face flushed with shyness, and whispered, "Young master, no… ah… so shameful…"
But her words were more seductive than any erotic cry. That little slut, saying no while moaning so wantonly,
clearly playing hard to get, eager to suck my semen! Heavens! My lonely little brother, after twenty years of solitude, finally no longer needs to
rely on his right hand! At this moment, my virgin glans was roaring, poised at the entrance of the beauty's paradise, ready to enter and ascend to heaven.
Her alluring breasts were still dripping with fluid, as if inviting my dragon yang.
What are we waiting for? With a surge of power, I thrust into her beautiful opening, instantly feeling myself break through a thin
barrier. My lower body was immediately enveloped by layers of fleshy walls, and I almost ejaculated on the spot
. Composing myself, I began to thrust vigorously, my virgin desire erupting completely. The raw, forceful
thrusting, devoid of any finesse, surprisingly elicited another round of moans from the beauty beneath me.
"No…no…Young Master…gently, gently…this servant is still a virgin…ah!" The
beauty beneath me cried out wildly, unable to speak coherently, until finally, with the last few resounding thrusts, I
released my pent-up virgin desire, released after twenty years of suppression. At the same time, I felt a sudden
tightness in her opening, and my glans was instantly covered in warm, slippery semen. Imagining her virginity
bidding me farewell in her warm, moist womb, I experienced the most intense and stimulating orgasm of my life!
After the passion subsided, I regained some composure. After another round of teasing and caressing, the mysterious beauty finally trembled
and revealed her origins. It turned out she was the
transformed flower in the pot that I had watered with my semen for a year! Heavens! People say it takes ten years to grow a tree, but a hundred years to cultivate a person. I nurtured a stunningly beautiful
woman in just one year—this is simply too miraculous!
Speaking of this mysterious beauty flower that consumed my semen for a year, its origins are indeed extraordinary! A year ago, I
found it by chance in a secluded crevice in the rocks while climbing Mount Tai. At the time, I was in a daze, and I don't know what I took
, but I deliberately broke away from the tour group and avoided the crowds of climbers, wandering alone to a quiet place.
A strange peak split open from its base, and beyond it, a pool of still water exuded a chilling aura.
In a crevice by the pool, a peculiar flower struggled to survive in the icy water and wind, its beauty poignant. For some unknown reason
, I was overcome with compassion. I waded through the frigid water, uprooted it, and hastily planted it
in my backpack with some mountain soil before bringing it down the mountain.
It all seemed like a preordained destiny. By the time I found the path out of the mountains, it was pitch black
, and I found the tour guide anxiously pacing the parking lot. Upon seeing me, she was both delighted and annoyed, and we
talked for a while. Later, everyone curiously asked me where I had been and how I had managed to escape the mountains safely in the dark
. I stammered, not knowing what I had said. After returning to my dormitory and planting the flower,
I felt relieved but then fell seriously ill.
Strangely enough, this magical flower that brought me to this dangerous place never ceases to exude fragrance
, showing no sign of wilting. Its petals are always moist, their color indescribable, yet somehow vibrant
and alluring. I searched the internet extensively but couldn't find its origin or name
, so I gave up.
But ever since planting it, I've become incredibly "energetic," feeling restless if I don't masturbate every day
. And coincidentally, all my semen ends up in the flowerpot, supposedly to provide protein
for its healthy growth. Who knew that through my daily, unintentional cultivation, it would refine my semen and cultivate itself into
a form—a truly unexpected stroke of luck
!

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