[Hunting for Beauties in the Heavenly Court] [Part One] [Author: Heartbroken Dragon Spirit]

Chapter 001: The Lustful Immortal Makes a Scene in Heaven
Above Heaven, clouds and mist swirl, creating an ethereal atmosphere. Golden rays roll like red rainbows, and auspicious vapors spray like purple mist. The Southern Heavenly Gate is a deep blue, crafted from crystal; its light shines brightly, adorned with precious jade. Dozens of Heavenly Marshals stand on either side, pillars of strength, wielding halberds and banners; below them are dozens of golden-armored deities, each holding halberds, whips, swords, and knives. The outer chambers are passable, but the interior is astonishing: Inside, several large pillars are entwined with golden-scaled, sun-drenched, red-bearded dragons; several long bridges are adorned with colorful-feathered, red-crowned phoenixes soaring through the air.
Bright clouds reflect the sky's light, and a misty blue veil obscures the entrance to the heavens. There are thirty-three heavenly palaces in the sky: the Cloud Palace, the Vaishravana Palace, the Five Bright Palace, the Sun Palace, the Flower and Medicine Palace… each palace's ridge is adorned with golden beasts. There are also seventy-two magnificent halls: the Hall of Court Assembly, the Hall of Soaring Void, the Hall of Precious Light, the Hall of Heavenly Kings, the Hall of Spirit Officials… each hall's pillars are lined with jade unicorns. On the Longevity Star Platform, there are famous flowers that bloom for thousands of years; beside the alchemy furnace, there are evergreen embroidered grasses that last for countless years. Then, before the Pilgrimage Tower, crimson robes gleam like stars; lotus crowns gleam with gold and jade. Jade hairpins and pearl-embroidered shoes, purple ribbons and golden seals. The golden bell tolls, and the three realms of gods present their memorials on the crimson steps; when the heavenly drum sounds, all the saints pay homage to the Jade Emperor. Then, at the Lingxiao Palace, golden nails adorn the jade doors, and colorful phoenixes dance on the vermilion gates.
Covered walkways and corridors are exquisitely crafted; three eaves and four clusters, layer upon layer of dragons and phoenixes soar. Above, a magnificent, round, and gleaming golden gourd topped atop a purple canopy; below, a celestial princess held a fan in her hand, and a jade maiden held a celestial handkerchief. Fierce-looking celestial generals commanded the court; haughty celestial officials guarded the emperor. In the very center, on a crystal plate, lay countless layers of Taiyi pills; in an agate bottle, several twisted coral branches were inserted. These were all wondrous objects of the celestial palace, unlike anything found on earth. Golden palaces and silver halls, purple mansions, rare flowers and jade herbs, and precious blossoms. The Jade Rabbit of the King passed by the altar, and the Golden Crow of the Sage flew beneath.
Gradually, the hazy mist receded, revealing several hundred-foot-tall pillars standing majestically. Golden dragon patterns were carved on the pillars, seemingly alive and ready to leap and roar at any moment. At the end of dozens of pillars, a gigantic palace appeared and disappeared. Upon closer inspection, the palace shimmered with golden light, radiating golden brilliance amidst the clouds and mist. Before the grand hall, everyone felt an urge to kneel and worship!
Yet, within this magnificent and imposing Golden Palace, a tense atmosphere pervaded the air. Everyone present wore solemn expressions, remaining remarkably quiet. They were all cautious, frequently glancing furtively at the figure seated on the dragon throne, holding their breath, afraid to utter a sound lest they incur the wrath of the Jade Emperor. Despite their utmost care,
the immortals could not escape the Jade Emperor's reprimand.
The Jade Emperor swept his majestic gaze over the assembled celestial officials, then angrily addressed them: "You bunch of useless trash! You've been recuperating in Heaven for so long, yet you couldn't even capture a mere lecherous immortal, allowing him to roam freely. Have you all become nothing but empty shells, useless cowards?"
Hearing the Jade Emperor's words, the immortals stared wide-eyed, trembling with fear, none daring to answer. "You...you're infuriating!" Seeing the immortals' reaction, the Jade Emperor's face paled with rage. He pointed a finger at them, speechless with rage. "Your
Majesty," one of the immortals replied, "it's not that we didn't try. It's just that the lecherous immortal is too cunning. Every time we encounter him, he runs away. He never confronts us directly! That's why he's allowed to escape. However, this time we've severely injured him, so this time we'll surely annihilate him, ensuring he never reincarnates." Seeing the Jade Emperor's angry expression, Erlang Shen, a renowned general of Heaven, reluctantly made his promise. "
Very well, Erlang Shen will lead the campaign to slay the lecherous immortal. If you fail again, you will all be punished according to the Heavenly Rules!" The Jade Emperor, finally seeing someone step forward, calmed himself slightly and gave the order.
"We obey! This time we will surely kill this lecherous immortal, or we are willing to accept the punishment of the Heavenly Rules!" the officials immediately replied.
"Alright! You may leave now!" the Jade Emperor said wearily, seemingly exhausted by this matter concerning the lecherous immortal. "Yes, we take our leave!" Hearing this, the officials quickly bowed and took their leave.
After the immortals had taken their leave, the Jade Emperor wearily asked his maid, "Where is the Queen Mother now? I haven't seen her for the past few days." The maid respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, Her Majesty has heard that a lewd immortal has recently appeared in Heaven, and she hasn't dared to step out of her room much."
"Hmm, that's good. Fortunately, this lewd immortal doesn't seem to have caused any trouble lately, otherwise Heaven would definitely be turned upside down by him." Hearing the maid's reply, the Jade Emperor rubbed his head and muttered to himself.
The maidservant, as if suddenly struck by a thought, whispered to the Jade Emperor, "Your Majesty, this servant feels that the Queen Mother's behavior and words have been very strange lately!" "Get out of here! How dare a lowly maidservant like you comment on the Queen Mother?" The Jade Emperor was already furious about the lewd immortals in Heaven, and this maidservant's daring to slander the Queen Mother only fueled his anger. Thus, this little maidservant became his punching bag.
Indeed, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were a very loving couple. The Jade Emperor would consult with the Queen Mother on many important matters of Heaven, and she never disappointed him, always offering wise advice—a model of a virtuous wife. Although the Queen Mother could occasionally be a little temperamental, she was the person the Jade Emperor trusted most. How could he allow anyone to slander the person he trusted most in front of him? ---Separation Line--- But what the Jade Emperor never expected was that at this moment, in a certain room in the Heavenly Court, the naked Queen Mother was moaning softly beneath a strong man, enduring his storm-like thrusts. Her delicate pink face was flushed red, her head shaking incessantly, her half-open thighs exhaling hot breaths, constantly emitting soft moans, stimulating the man on top of her to make even more violent movements.
Chapter 002: The Lustful Immortal Fucking the Queen Mother
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... I..." the Queen Mother cried out, her jade hands still waving in the air.
The man's large hands grasped the Queen Mother's small and exquisite breasts, kneading them forcefully, making the crystal-clear breasts change shape in his hands. His thick waist twisted violently, thrusting rapidly. The thick, hot penis slid rapidly in and out of the Queen Mother's tender jade gate, drawing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid that soaked the sheets beneath her.
"Squeeze your little hole tight... harder..." the man panted.
The Queen Mother's long, slender legs gripped his waist tightly, responding to his thrusts. With each penetration, she violently arched her hips upwards, pushing the glans straight to her cervix. Each thrust of the thick, long penis struck her delicate clitoris, almost shattering her soul. She felt as if each insertion was hitting her heart, leaving her speechless with pleasure, only able to moan and gasp.
Half an hour later, the Queen Mother trembled violently, her beautiful buttocks arching upwards with all her might, her little hole gripping the penis tightly.
"Ah...I'm going to...ascend to heaven..." The Queen Mother's hands suddenly gripped the man's buttocks tightly, her fragrant hips swaying wildly from side to side. Her vulva tightly held the large glans, sucking and opening, the walls of her vagina convulsing in waves. Suddenly, a gush of slippery, hot fluid sprayed onto the glans, making the man feel incredibly good.
"Ah...I've come...I've come again..." the Queen Mother groaned, her beautiful legs sliding down limply. After her climax, the Queen Mother lay limp on the bed, her jade-like skin flushed with the rosy hue of orgasm, her small, red mouth open as she gasped softly.
The man let his penis soak in the Queen Mother's warm, tight vagina, feeling the warm, enveloping sensation, his restless fingers teasing the swollen, engorged nipples on her jade-like breasts.
The man lowered his head and kissed the Queen Mother's beautiful, pink face, asking, "How many times did you climax today?"
The Queen Mother shifted uncomfortably, her delicate nose emitting an alluring moan, and said shyly, "No more! You're bullying me again!"
The man said smugly, "How about a few more times?"
The Queen Mother's face changed color, "I can't take it anymore! I'm completely exhausted! Please spare me!"
The man made his penis throb inside her, and the Queen Mother gasped in surprise.
"You're satisfied, but I'm not done yet!" the man said with a bitter face.
The Queen Mother spat and said, "Brother, every time you make me feel like I'm dying, your little hole is red and swollen from all your fucking. I really can't take it anymore. How about we talk?"
A wicked smile appeared on the man's face as he said, "What should we talk about? Tell me how you got me chased by the Jade Emperor!" As he spoke, he touched his buttocks, "My butt still hurts a little!"
The Queen Mother chuckled, "Serves you right, who told you to barge into someone's room like a lecherous thief?"
"Hey, explain yourself clearly, I'm not some pervert! I'm just a little lustful, so what?"
The Queen Mother pursed her lips, "Hmph, then why did you stand there for so long without leaving?"
"Hehe, who told you to be so charming? Seeing such a captivating beauty posing before me, any normal man wouldn't want to leave!" A smile played on the man's lips.
The Queen Mother couldn't help but scold, "So you mean I was seducing you!?"
"Isn't that right? Who was swaying back and forth in front of me, deliberately pointing their most alluring parts at me? Thinking of that captivating sight, ah, I couldn't resist anymore..." "
You..." The Queen Mother blushed deeply, about to retort with a coquettish tone, but her lips were already sealed with a kiss.
After a brief struggle, amidst alluring moans, the Queen Mother once again responded with fiery passion.
This man was none other than the lecherous immortal, relentlessly hunted and hated by the entire Heavenly Court. No one in Heaven knew his origins; his first appearance was a month prior. The immortals only knew that this lecherous immortal was extremely lustful and cunning, making him impossible to subdue.
Half a month ago, while evading the immortals' pursuit, this lecherous immortal inexplicably arrived at a heavily guarded mansion. Realizing something was amiss, he intended to leave immediately, but as he passed the Queen Mother's inner chambers, he glimpsed a painting of a beautiful woman bathing. Bewitched by the alluring sight, he lost himself in the moment and was caught red-handed by the Queen Mother. Thus, without hesitation, this lecherous immortal raped the noble Queen Mother.
Afterwards, the Queen Mother of the West wept bitterly, but given the circumstances and the sweet words and deliberate comforting from the lecherous immortal, she reluctantly accepted the situation.
Following this, the lecherous immortal fully utilized his methods, allowing the Queen Mother to experience the ultimate pleasure of lovemaking. The feeling of ecstasy was irresistible to the Queen Mother, who was new to love, and she fell deeply in love with the lecherous immortal.
For several days, the Queen Mother sought every opportunity to meet the lecherous immortal in her room. Ye Tianlong, a seasoned womanizer, knew a woman's needs well, while the Queen Mother was a novice in matters of love, everything was new to her. In just a few days, the Queen Mother, originally as pure as a blank sheet of paper, under the lecherous immortal's influence, behaved like a wanton woman in bed, even uttering words like "little hole" and "I've come." The lecherous immortal was very pleased with the Queen Mother's eagerness to learn.
A wicked smile appeared on the man's face as he said, "How about this, I'll let your ass taste the flavor of a stick."
Hearing the lecherous immortal's words, the Queen Mother was startled, her face contorted in pain as she cried, "Brother, hit me gently! My ass is so delicate!"
The lecherous immortal climbed off the Queen Mother, pushing her jade-like legs to his chest, leaving her fair, fragrant buttocks suspended
in the air. The Queen Mother clutched her thighs, her swollen vulva and adorable anus exposed to the lecherous immortal's gaze.
He reached out and touched the plump, dripping flesh, saying with boundless affection, "So cute, all swollen!"
The Queen Mother trembled slightly, crying out, "Brother, it itches! Stop touching me!"
The lecherous immortal saw that the vaginal fluid and essence flowing from her vulva had already moistened her pink, delicate anus, making it glisten. He lightly touched the tender flesh of her anus with his fingertips, and the lovely chrysanthemum bud immediately contracted and wriggled shyly.
The lewd immortal felt that it was so delicate and tender, and exclaimed, "How beautiful!"
The Queen Mother of the West shyly cried out, "Brother, don't move, it's dirty."
The lewd immortal used his fingertips, moistened with his semen, to gently caress the chrysanthemum bud, and said, "Silly girl, where on your body is there any dirt?"
The Queen Mother of the West, while wriggling her fragrant buttocks in unbearable pleasure, said, "How strange! This feeling..."
The lewd immortal was very satisfied with the sensitivity of the Queen Mother of the West's anus, and asked with a grin, "Does it taste good?"
The Queen Mother of the West shook her head and hummed softly. "No, didn't you say you were going to spank my butt?" the Queen Mother of the West asked, puzzled.
The lewd immortal chuckled, "I'll do it now!" "As he spoke, his thick, fleshy penis moved between the Queen Mother's thighs, its enormous glans aimed at her wet anus. With skillful caresses of his fingers, her previously tightly closed chrysanthemum bud parted slightly, revealing the pink inner walls.
Feeling the hot glans penetrate her anus, the Queen Mother was startled and cried out, 'Wrong! Not here!'
The lewd immortal chuckled and said, 'That's right, right here. I'm going to use my flesh gun to beat your ass.'" "Just as the Queen Mother was about to escape, the lecherous immortal grabbed her jade buttocks with both hands, thrust his waist, and his glans, covered in semen, slid into her tight anus. Seeing the small, pink chrysanthemum bud opening to hold his large glans, the lecherous immortal was extremely excited.
Due to the abundant lubrication from the semen, his thick penis entered the Queen Mother's anus with little difficulty. Amidst the Queen Mother's cries of pain, the lecherous immortal completely shoved his penis into her anus.
The warm rectum tightly enveloped his thick penis, causing the lecherous immortal to groan comfortably: 'So tight, so warm!'
The Queen Mother, completely at his mercy, could only grit her teeth and endure the burning pain from her anus, occasionally groaning: 'Ugh...it hurts...it's about to tear...it's open...'
The lecherous immortal slowly thrust in and out, while kneading the Queen Mother's jade breasts with both hands, saying: 'Relax, don't be tense.'" The Queen
Mother obediently relaxed. She felt her narrow anus soften, and the speed of the lecherous immortal's penis thrusting in and out gradually increased.
After her entire body relaxed, the initial pain was quickly replaced by a strange itching sensation at her anus, and a strange pleasure began to permeate her entire body.
Before she knew it, her moans had turned into hot, delicate gasps, "Ah... Oh... Ooh..." Incoherent cries escaped from her small mouth. The lecherous immortal knew that the Queen Mother had tasted the sweetness of anal sex, so he began to move more intensely. Her
narrow anus opened and closed with the thrusting of his penis, like a bewitching flower in full bloom. A huge, hot, sweet pleasure shot straight to the Queen Mother's head; this intense beauty, which she had never experienced before, made her tremble all over. When the lecherous immortal's fingers entered her wet vagina, the impact from both sides caused the Queen Mother to immediately ejaculate.
Warm, slippery vaginal fluid gushed from her crimson vulva as her fingers teased her, flowing onto the penis thrusting in and out of her anus, intensifying the pleasure and building up the Queen Mother's ecstatic sensations within her, which then exploded throughout her body.
Finally, the lecherous immortal's penis erupted, a torrent of scalding semen surging into the Queen Mother's rectum. Simultaneously, a wisp of black gas flowed from the lecherous immortal's body into the Queen Mother's, all without her noticing. The Queen Mother felt a sudden darkness engulf her, her soul soaring into the air; she fainted from the bliss. Seeing this
, the lecherous immortal immediately lowered his head and kissed the Queen Mother's cherry lips, channeling his true energy into her.
The Queen Mother slowly awoke, sighed, and said with her beautiful eyes sparkling, "Brother, so beautiful!"
The Lustful Immortal laughed smugly. Seeing the Queen Mother, the mother of heaven, completely submissive to his throbbing member, no man would not feel pleased.
He escorted the limp Queen Mother back to her room, then left, full of energy.
Chapter 003: The Fall of the Lustful Immortal The
Lustful Immortal walked alone in the Heavenly Court, admiring the beautiful scenery while recalling the Queen Mother, the mother of heaven, beneath him, feeling a surge of pride.
Suddenly, the Lustful Immortal sensed something, frowned, and quickly retreated. Bang! An invisible barrier blocked his path, and the Lustful Immortal, caught off guard, fell to the ground.
"Hahahaha!" Suddenly, a loud, arrogant laugh echoed above the lecherous immortal. Looking up, he saw thousands of celestial soldiers and generals appear before him in mid-air. Leading them was a man of handsome appearance, with long, bright eyes and piercing ears. He wore a three-peaked phoenix hat, a pale yellow robe, gold-embroidered boots with dragon-patterned stockings, and a jade belt adorned with eight treasures. A crescent-shaped slingshot hung at his waist, and he held a three-pointed, double-edged spear. This was none other than Erlang Shen Yang Jian, the commander-in-chief leading the army to besiege the lecherous immortal.
Standing behind Erlang Shen was… The Four Heavenly Kings, who have diligently guarded the Heavenly Court for many years, are: the Eastern King Dhritarashtra, the Southern King Virudhaka, the Western King Virupaksha, and the Northern King Vaishravana.
According to legend, the Eastern King Dhritarashtra, named Tara, is white-bodied, wears armor, and holds a pipa (a Chinese lute). He is the guardian of the east and is said to protect the country, hence the name Eastern King Dhritarashtra.
The Southern King Virudhaka, named Virudhaka, is blue-bodied, wears armor, and carries a sword. He resides on Mount Sumeru, at the Crystal Lapis Lazuli Terrace. "Virudhaka" is a transliteration of Sanskrit, meaning "growth," and he is said to lead the Kumbhandas, Pisacas, and other dragons to guard the southern continent of Vairocana.
The Western King Virupaksha, named Virupaksha, is white-bodied, wears armor, and has a dragon coiled around his hand. "Virupaksha" is a transliteration of Sanskrit, meaning "wide-eyed." He resides on Mount Sumeru, at the Cloudy Terrace, and is the leader of the dragons, hence the dragon coiled around his hand. He is also called the Red Rope, and is said to capture those who do not believe in Buddhism with the Red Rope, converting them to Buddhism.
The Northern Heavenly King, named Vaishravana, is green-bodied, clad in armor, holding a jeweled umbrella (also called a jeweled banner) in his right hand and a divine silver rat in his left. "Vaishamon" is a transliteration of Sanskrit, meaning "many-heard," a metaphor for blessings and virtues renowned far and wide. He resides on Mount Sumeru, a place of abundant water and prosperity, wielding his jeweled umbrella to subdue demons and protect the wealth of all beings.
The lecherous immortal, seeing so many heavenly soldiers and generals before him, showed no fear, as if everything was insignificant to him.
"Lecherous immortal, you'd better surrender obediently! Otherwise, I will annihilate you, condemning you to eternal damnation!" Erlang Shen Yang Jian mocked the lecherous immortal, who had nowhere to escape. The other immortals laughed loudly.
Seeing their sarcasm, the lewd immortal showed no anger. He looked at the assembled immortals and laughed wildly, saying, "You think you can hold me back with this little Heavenly Dipper and Earthly Fiend Formation? You're delusional!" But the lewd immortal suddenly stopped laughing and said seriously to Erlang Shen and the others, "However, I will not leave this time, because I have something more important to do. If I succeed, the entire Heavenly Court will become my domain, and you so-called immortals will be my slaves!"
"Hahaha~~~!"
"Then you can die now!" Erlang Shen, enraged by the lewd immortal's words, turned to the heavenly soldiers and generals and said, "Now listen to my command, use the Thunder God Incantation to assist this marshal in annihilating this lewd immortal."
"Yes, Marshal!" the heavenly soldiers and generals responded in unison.
"The void emperor is chaotic, the dujiu Luozhen. Yicha Jiecha. The wind sighs. Lightning flashes fiercely, Bowen Suocha. Han minister bursts forth, thunder and silver teeth. Chaye Yanle, Longdu Yaksha. Bintou Goujia, Nini Qulu. Congwu Gucha, Dingdi Hujiu. Songji Suohe, Leigong Pili. Dianmu Houben, Loudi Gousha. Fengbo Zhuisha, Goucha Oujia. Suzhen Dieji, Qucha Jueya. Xia Ya Suohe, Zhinu Sige. Gou Lou Jili, Dingxin Die. Xiuli Xiulili, Hong Hong Wenwen. Qianshe Zhaigu, Hong Shucha. Julou Miefa, Jupan Dicha. Jupan Lejia, Chajia Zhaye. Dida Shiyi, ? Lan Zhaye. Mowu Luntu, Chaye Mosa." "Tuohu? Yi, Chadie Gesuohe, Wushenqulu. Xiuxiu Momo, Tuoye Chamo. Samofaya, Tuoweijimu. Misomoye, Nipanzhaifa. Jupukou Tansa, Lieshe Huohong. Laisong Hejiading, Huangdamingjian. Fuzu Fu, Zhuodi Zha Li. Yangyang Weiwei, Hounioumo. Zheming Qibao, Luntu Junli. Chichi Lele, Haoling Tiangu. Nanhe Queye, Xiji Liye. Jiamu Hezha, Ximo Mingmei, Hu Hong? Ti. Yudi Youchi, Tianhuang Jiaye. Jiji Junzha, Jiji Fafa. Jiji Rululing." Erlang Shen and the heavenly soldiers and generals chanted slowly in unison, and the sound of the chant resounded throughout the entire heavenly realm.
After the chanting, the sky became dim, with dark clouds everywhere and thunder rumbling in the air.
But the lewd immortal trapped in the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Formation showed no worry or fear, only an excited expression on his face.
"By the mandate of Heaven and Earth, with the power of our gods, swiftly!" the immortals chanted loudly.
"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the heavenly lightning gathered in mid-air struck the lewd immortal within the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Formation.
"Hahaha! Thank you for your mercy, we will surely meet again!" the lewd immortal shouted just before the lightning struck.
"Boom!" Bolts of lightning struck the lewd immortal, gradually reducing him to ashes. Apart from the ground shattered by the lightning, not a trace remained.
"Let's retreat and report back to His Majesty!" Having confirmed that the lewd immortal had been obliterated by the lightning, Erlang Shen turned to his heavenly soldiers and generals and spoke loudly.
"Yes!" the heavenly soldiers and generals replied.
However, none of them noticed that after they left, a jet-black gas quietly flew rapidly towards the Jade Pool Palace where the Queen Mother resided, gradually disappearing into the endless sky.
Chapter 004: The Queen Mother Gives Birth to a
Child It had been almost two or three months since the death of Lin Yin Xian, and the Jade Pool Palace where the Queen Mother resided was bustling with activity. The reason was simple: the Queen Mother, the mother of the heavens, had given birth to the Seven Fairy Maidens of Heaven and was now two months pregnant. This matter was reported to the Jade Emperor by the Heavenly Physician, who was overjoyed. He considered it an auspicious omen and thus ordered a grand banquet throughout Heaven to celebrate the Queen Mother's pregnancy with a dragon's child. However, the Jade Emperor never imagined that the child the Queen Mother was carrying was not his. The poor Jade Emperor still looks beaming with joy; one wonders what his reaction will be when he finds out about this later.
Inside the Jade Pool Palace, the Jade Emperor said gently to the Queen Mother, who was lying on her phoenix-shaped bed, "Queen Mother, you are now pregnant with the dragon's child, so please don't wander around. If you need anything, just tell the maids." "Yes, I understand, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty!" the Queen Mother replied softly. Then, she turned slightly and gave the Jade Emperor a vicious glare, which he didn't notice at all.
"Oh! By the way, Queen Mother, I have some matters to attend to, so I won't keep you company any longer. You should rest well; I'll come back to you as soon as I'm done." The Jade Emperor, seemingly remembering something important, quickly rose and said to the Queen Mother.
"Yes! Farewell, Your Majesty!" Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother quickly told her maids to help her up, then respectfully said to the Jade Emperor, "Alright, you two quickly help the Queen Mother to her bedchamber to rest! I'm leaving now!" With that, she hurriedly stepped out of the room and left the Jade Pool Palace.
After the Jade Emperor left, the Queen Mother immediately said to her two maids, "You may leave now! I need to rest!" "Yes!" The two maids quickly helped the Queen Mother back to her bedchamber and then quietly withdrew from the room.
After everyone had left, the Queen Mother, sitting on her bed, seemed like a completely different person. Looking at the rooftop with a longing and sorrowful expression, she gently rubbed her slightly protruding belly with one hand and said sadly, "My dear child, I am so heartbroken! Your father left this world before you were even born."
"But don't worry, my child, I will definitely kill that old scoundrel Jade Emperor to avenge your father." As she said this, a cruel smile appeared on the Queen Mother's face.
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Separation Line
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Ten months into her pregnancy, the Queen Mother was now in the Jade Pool Palace.
"Your Majesty, it'll be out soon, just a little longer!" the fairy who was delivering the baby comforted her, watching the infant emerge from the Queen Mother's celestial chamber.
"Ugh...ugh...
" The Queen Mother bit her lip, almost drawing blood. This was her eighth labor; even giving birth to the seven fairies hadn't been this painful. In agony, she could only continue pushing. Feeling the baby slowly emerge from her celestial orifice, the Queen Mother continued to push.
"Wahhhhh!" The baby's first cry echoed throughout the entire Jade Pool Palace.
"Wahhhhh!" Seeing the small fleshy stalk of the baby boy's genitals, the fairy blushed deeply, but dared not speak. After wrapping the blood-soaked baby in swaddling clothes, the fairy knelt and said, "Congratulations, Queen Mother! It's a boy!"
"Quickly, let me see!" the Queen Mother said excitedly.
The fairy quickly stood up and handed the swaddling clothes to the Queen Mother.
Watching the baby boy sucking on his fingers, the Queen Mother of the West showed a happy expression, softly reminiscing, "This child really looks like his father! They're practically identical."
"Yes! He really looks just like His Majesty!" No matter how she looked at the child, she couldn't see any resemblance to the Jade Emperor, but hearing the Queen Mother's words, she could only say it against her will.
Hearing the fairy's words, the Queen Mother's expression changed instantly, but she quickly suppressed it, coldly saying to the fairy, "Have the cranes announce that I will hold a grand banquet in a month, with celestial peaches to celebrate my child's birth."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The fairy quickly rose and took her leave.
The Queen Mother, already exhausted, looked at the infant and muttered, "This child really looks like his deceased father. This is not a good thing. I wonder if the immortals in Heaven still recognize his father. Never mind, I'll think about it then!"
"Wahhhhh!" The baby boy began to wail loudly.
"Don't cry, my good baby. Is it because your mother hasn't named you yet? Hehe, on the day of the grand banquet, I'll let all the immortals think of one, and I'll make sure your name is very famous!" the proud Queen Mother dreamed.
"Wah~~" The baby boy cried even harder, his little hands constantly pawing at the Queen Mother's swollen breasts.
"So my little darling is hungry! It's my fault, Mother, you're already suckling so soon after birth!" The Queen Mother laughed, casually pulling down her collar and tearing open a corner of her bib to reveal her delicate white breasts.
The baby boy took the Queen Mother's nipple into his mouth and began to suckle vigorously, his eyes reflecting a deep love. The Queen Mother didn't notice that while the baby was drinking her milk, he was also pinching the nipple of her other breast with his little hand.
"Oh! You little rascal!" The Queen Mother was a little excited by her son's touch.
Tsk tsk, tsk tsk, tsk tsk…
Chapter 005: Recognizing a Godmother and Paying Homage to a Master
After finishing his milk, the baby boy fell asleep on the Queen Mother's jade-like breasts. The Queen Mother, however, was drenched in fragrant sweat from his ministrations, her body almost limp. She muttered to herself, "Even breastfeeding makes me like this; it seems I'll have to call someone else to breastfeed me."
A month later, the banquet was held as scheduled. Because this was the Queen Mother's first son, all the realms that had contact with the Heavenly Court sent important figures with precious gifts to congratulate the Queen Mother on the birth of her precious son. Even Zeus, the king of the gods and the ruler of the Western pantheon, who had never had any contact with the Eastern pantheon, entrusted his wife, the goddess of wisdom Metis, and his only daughter, the goddess of war Athena, to come to the Eastern pantheon to attend the banquet.
(Metis, in ancient Greek mythology, is the goddess of water and wisdom, the daughter of Oceanus and Tethys, and the most intelligent of all creatures. She is the goddess of wit and strategy, and the mother of Athena. Metis is also the name of Jupiter's moon, Io.
Athena is the daughter of Zeus and Metis, one of the twelve Olympian gods; goddess of wisdom and art, just war, and peace. She is the patron goddess of Athens, one of the three virgin goddesses of Olympus, and Zeus's most beloved daughter. In ancient mythology, Athena was a celestial goddess, the cloud...) She is the ruler of thunder and lightning, the goddess of fertility, the protector of peaceful labor, and the goddess of war. She taught people how to tame cattle and horses, and how to build carts and ships; she bestowed upon humankind the plow and harrow, the spindle and the loom, and is therefore considered the protector of women's labor, especially weaving techniques. She has another name, Ergane, meaning "woman of the workshop." She is also the protector of science and the goddess of wisdom; she bestowed laws upon humankind and maintained social order. "Mother, look how cute this little brother is!" Athena said softly to her mother, Metis, as she looked at the baby sleeping in the Queen Mother's arms.
"Yes, indeed!" Metis agreed, glancing at the baby in the Queen Mother's arms with a hint of envy in her eyes.
Holding the infant, the Queen Mother of the West noticed the envious look in Metis's eyes. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and her face lit up with joy. She looked at Metis and gently asked, "I see you seem to really like my child, sister. Why don't we hold a banquet today and have this child recognize you as his godmother? What do you think, sister?"
"Really? Sister Yaoji, are you really willing to let this child recognize me as his godmother?" Hearing the Queen Mother's words, Metis excitedly asked.
"Yes, of course! It's a blessing for this child to be your godson!" The Queen Mother had her reasons for making this decision. She feared that if someone discovered the child's true parentage later, it would harm him. If he were the godson of the chief god of the Western God Realm, that would be a different matter. After all, they knew what was important and wouldn't want to cause unpleasantness between the Eastern and Western God Realms over such a matter.
"Haha! I finally have a little brother!" Athena exclaimed excitedly after seeing the Queen Mother nod in agreement. She half-ran to the Queen Mother's side, looking at her expectantly and gently asking, "Can I hold him?" "
Of course! You're his older sister now, of course you can!" the Queen Mother replied, then looked down at the baby in her arms and said gently, "Good baby! Let your sister hold you now!" She then carefully placed the baby in Athena's arms.
The baby, as soon as he was in Athena's arms, reflexively opened his eyes, looking at Duanmu Rong with a blank expression, appearing incredibly adorable. Looking at the baby's adorable face, Athena gently kissed him, then said with a mischievous expression, "Good little brother, call me sister. If anyone dares to bully you, just tell me, and I'll teach them a lesson."
"Alright, Nana, don't corrupt your little brother! Let me hold him too!" Metis looked at the baby in Athena's arms and stretched out his hands to him.
"Ah~~~!" Just as Athena brought the baby to Metis's side, she suddenly let out a shy sigh, then looked down at the baby with a hint of annoyance and said, "Hmph~~~! You naughty little brother, you're so bad, I'm ignoring you!" It turned out that when Athena held the baby in her arms, the baby suddenly took advantage of Athena's inattention and opened his mouth, biting the little nipple on her breast through her thin clothes.
"Pfft~~~!" Hearing Athena's words, both the Queen Mother and Metis looked at Athena. When they saw the baby's appearance, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh. However, neither of them noticed the hint of lust flashing in the baby's eyes, something that would never appear in the eyes of a one-month-old infant.
After Metis stopped laughing, he looked at the blushing Athena and said, "Perhaps your little brother is hungry! Quickly take him to Sister Yaoji and let her feed him!"
After the baby returned to the Queen Mother's arms, he immediately buried his head in the Queen Mother's breasts and sucked hard, a lewd smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. After the Peach Banquet began, the Queen Mother announced that this baby was the adopted son of Zeus, the ruler of the Western Gods. All the immortals cheered, especially the Jade Emperor, who publicly announced an alliance with the Western Gods, promising never to invade each other again.
Another thing that made the Queen Mother very happy was that when Guanyin saw the baby, she asked the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor if they could accept him as a disciple, saying that the child would surely have great comprehension when he grew up.
At first, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother disagreed; how could they let their only "son" become a Buddhist? Later, Guanyin explained that accepting him as a disciple didn't necessarily mean he had to follow Buddhist doctrines, and only then did the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor agree. Thus, this one-month-old baby had a godmother—Metis—and a master—Guanyin.
Before the banquet ended, the Queen Mother announced to everyone that the baby would be named Long Ling (龙翎).
Chapter 006: Seventh Sister—The Purple-Clad Fairy
In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed since the last Heavenly Court banquet, and Long Ling was now ten years old. Although Long Ling was only ten years old, his height and appearance were no different from an adult. Although Long Ling's face still held a touch of childishness, this did not detract from his handsome appearance at all; on the contrary, it made him seem somewhat adorable. It was precisely because of this adorable face that the beautiful fairies of Heaven often came to play with him.
Especially his seven beautiful fairy sisters—the Seven Fairies—who would come to find him whenever they had free time. Although they were clearly just trying to make themselves happy, they would often tell him that as older sisters, they should play with their little brother and make him happy. This often left Long Ling both amused and exasperated. However, while playing with them, Long Ling would occasionally reach out his "devilish hands" and frequently grope their firm breasts, shapely buttocks, and other sensitive areas. This often made the girls blush deeply. Perhaps everyone thought Long Ling was just a child and didn't think too deeply about it, assuming he simply didn't understand the difference between men and women. But was Long Ling truly ignorant? Of course, that's a question only Long Ling himself could answer.
"Hmph! In ten years at most, my plan will be completed, and the entire Heavenly Court will be..." In the back garden of the Yaochi Temple within the Heavenly Court, a man dressed in magnificent robes, with a handsome appearance and a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on them, appeared exceptionally handsome and charismatic—a truly beautiful man. However, his eyes were filled with malice, his expression was ferocious, and he murmured with a wicked smile, sending chills down one's spine. This man was none other than Long Ling, the only prince of the Heavenly Court and son of the Queen Mother.
"Ah! Little brother Ling'er, so you've been hiding here. I've searched the entire Yaochi Temple for you! How will you compensate me?" Just as Long Ling was murmuring, a delicate yet clear voice interrupted him. Hearing this voice, Long Ling's expression changed, but only for a moment before he quickly regained his composure.
Then, Long Ling slowly turned around, looked at the lovely and angelic girl in front of her, and said with a smile, "Seventh Sister, how could I have been hiding from you! I've just been waiting for you here! You didn't find me yourself, and you're blaming me!" That's right, the person who came was Long Ling's biological sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, one of the Seven Fairies who were famous in the Heavenly Court. (The Seven Fairy Maidens are the seven daughters of the Jade Emperor in the Chinese mythology. In this book, to make it easier to remember, Long Ling has taken it upon himself to name the seven fairy maidens, who are also the protagonist Long Ling's seven older sisters, as follows: Eldest Sister Red-Clad Fairy, Second Sister Orange-Clad Fairy, Third Sister Yellow-Clad Fairy, Fourth Sister Green-Clad Fairy, Fifth Sister Blue-Clad Fairy, Sixth Sister Blue-Clad Fairy, and Seventh Sister Purple-Clad Fairy.) "Hmph~~~! It's all your fault! Who told you to come here? Tell me how you're going to make it up to me, or I won't talk to you anymore and won't play with you anymore!" Hearing Long Ling say this, the beautiful girl Long Ling called his seventh sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, pouted and protested. She looked incredibly cute, almost like a little elf.
"Then I'll make it up to you like this!" Long Ling smiled mischievously at his seventh sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, and then said softly. What? Upon hearing Long Ling's words, Seventh Sister thought he had some real surprise in store for her! She looked up at him expectantly.
Seeing her adorable expression, her stunning face, and her alluring figure, Long Ling's burning desire flared up instantly, and his previously limp penis hardened like iron. His eyes turned bloodshot, and without hesitation, he cupped Seventh Sister Zi'er's head in his hands and kissed her alluring cherry-like lips fiercely.
Chapter 007: A Forced Kiss of Seventh Sister
Caught off guard by this sudden and unexpected kiss, the Purple-Clad Fairy was immediately speechless with shock at Long Ling's actions, and her senses went numb. She truly hadn't expected this little brother, who usually seemed so obedient to them, to be so audacious today. Seeing
that Seventh Sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, didn't resist him, Long Ling was overjoyed. So, suppressing his overwhelming joy, Long Ling slowly freed his hands from the Purple-Clad Fairy's head and gently slipped them inside her collar, lightly caressing her.
"Wow~~~! So big, so soft! Truly the best of the best!" As Long Ling's demonic hands gradually touched the purple-clad fairy's jade-like breasts, he couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. Before long, the purple-clad fairy was panting, her eyes becoming somewhat glazed. Long Ling, seeing this, knew his beautiful seventh sister was aroused, so he quickened his pace. Furthermore, Long Ling's hands skillfully unbuttoned the purple-clad fairy's collar.
Feeling her brother's expert kisses—light, shallow, deep, and passionate—the purple-clad fairy felt his tongue gently part her teeth and enter, entwining with her own, a tender, wet kiss. She couldn't help but feel her own saliva welling up, and she kissed him back. This was her first time kissing someone, yet she was so skilled, so cooperative. The kiss alone was enough to arouse her, making her weak and her private parts slightly wet. Oh dear, how embarrassing!
The fairy in purple clearly felt Long Ling's hand caress her jade-like leg. She hurriedly reached out to grab his lecherous hand, but instead of resisting, she was led by his hand to slip inside her skirt, caressing her rounded breasts. His caresses, his kneading, his lecherous hand actually went straight to her private parts. The fairy in purple clung to him tightly in fear, unsure whether she was afraid he would become engrossed in his exploration or afraid he would discover her wetness.
Gradually, Long Ling slowly kissed Seventh Sister's ear, gently nibbling at her earlobe with his teeth. The fairy in purple's earlobe was the softest and most sensitive part; with his kisses, nibbles, sucking, and licking, an immediate tingling sensation spread throughout her body, heading straight for her genitals. She tried to shake her head to escape his attack on her earlobe, but she had already turned her head to the side, her lips meeting his, passionately entwining and sucking. She felt the skill of his kiss, felt his caresses and kneads on her breasts, felt him pressing between her beautiful buttocks and her vulva, felt her own nipples already erect, felt the friction intensify with her body's twisting, oh my god, that friction made her heart flutter, her passion surge, her desire overflow. No, no, it's too embarrassing, I'm so ashamed!
Long Ling felt the plump softness of the seventh sister's purple-clad fairy's buttocks, his lips still nibbling at her earlobe, his lustful hand had already slipped under her short skirt, caressing her breasts and private parts, his large hand pressing down, the purple-clad fairy's body trembled violently, immediately feeling his fingers kneading her exquisite curves, she grabbed his large hand tightly: "No, no!"
"Good sister, you're already soaking wet!" Long Ling's words made the purple-clad fairy even more shy and bashful. "
You naughty little brother, you naughty Ling'er, we can't do this, let me go!" Long Ling practically pulled her into his arms, turned her around, and sat her face-to-face on his lap. Ignoring Seventh Sister's words, he wrapped his arms around her snow-white neck and began to kiss her passionately. The Purple-Clad Fairy had never experienced such a kiss before! Such a frenzied kiss! Such an intense kiss! Such a swift kiss! Such a breathtaking kiss! She smelled the alluring scent unique to his strong masculinity, her head spinning, her desire surging. She seemed to lose her senses, as if her awareness had been sucked away by Long Ling's lips. She thought of nothing more, letting herself fully experience the sensations. She felt weak all over, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. His lips were thick and powerful, drawing her tongue into his mouth during the passionate kiss.
She was intoxicated, her mind and body immersed in excitement, losing all restraint, forgetting all her worries, her hands involuntarily tightening around him. She held his waist as if afraid of losing him. At the same time, she sucked hard on his lips.
Long Ling put his tongue into her cherry-like mouth, which was emitting waves of pleasure, and stirred it up and down and left and right inside. The fairy in purple opened her mouth wide, letting him go in even deeper. She felt even more stimulated, and she also put her own red and tender little tongue up to meet his tongue, moving up and down and left and right with his tongue.
Chapter 008: Passionate Seventh Sister (Part 1)
She didn't know how much time had passed, and their lips were numb before they slightly moved their heads away. Their eyes met, you looked at me, I looked at you, full of affection, gazing at each other for a long time.
The fairy in purple felt that Long Ling's eyes were so warm, full of charm, and stirring; his two beautifully shaped, fleshy lips and his white and strong teeth, just one look at them made one's imagination run wild. Another desire suddenly ran through her body like an electric current, and her heart was stirred. She couldn't help but call out: "Ling'er!" A pair of delicate, soft arms tightly encircled his neck, and she suddenly pressed her cherry lips against his, kissing him passionately. Her beautiful lips were red, full, and elastic, and during the passionate kiss, they seemed so devoted, intense, and eager, with soft "mmm" sounds emanating from her throat. She slipped her bright red tongue into his mouth, letting him suckle it. With his sucking, waves of electricity surged through her body, and she moaned sweetly and ecstatically. Two soft bodies embraced tightly, two flushed cheeks pressed together, two pairs of infatuated, intoxicated eyes stared intently, and two trembling red lips were locked together.
At this moment, the beautiful face of the fairy in purple was captivatingly beautiful . Her shoulder-length hair was black and smooth, her cheeks flushed as if painted with rouge, her eyes brimming with desire, her bright red lips slightly parted, her fair neck long and graceful, and her full, firm breasts rising and falling with her breath.
The sight before him stirred Long Ling's heart, and he couldn't help but pull the purple-clad fairy tightly into his arms again. Holding her soft, fragrant body, he kissed her sweet hair, letting her full, firm breasts press softly against his chest, while simultaneously thrusting his burgeoning desire powerfully against her flat, soft belly.
At this moment, the purple-clad fairy was already lost in passion, her clothes disheveled . She looked up, gazing at Long Ling for a moment with her alluring eyes that seemed to drip with moisture, then offered her luscious lips again. They shared another deep, long kiss, this time Long Ling's kiss even gentler, as if afraid of shattering precious porcelain.
He gently licked the purple-clad fairy's slender, smooth neck and the bare skin of her arms with his tongue. The purple-clad fairy, nestled in his arms, tilted her head back, her small mouth slightly parted, moaning softly, her full, round breasts rising and falling with her breath. Long Ling kissed and licked the purple-clad fairy's silky skin, finally lingering on her pure white... He licked her already erect breasts through her undergarment, and the Purple-Clad Fairy began to pant heavily, her body hot and trembling. Long Ling's hands roamed along her bare back, taking the opportunity to untie the ribbon of her undergarment and easily pull it off her upper body. Her pair of firm, full, snow-white, and high breasts stood erect in the ambiguous air, completely exposed to Long Ling's eyes. Just as the Purple-Clad Fairy was about to struggle, he lowered his head and opened his mouth, swallowing her breasts, kissing and sucking them skillfully and passionately. The Purple-Clad Fairy was as if electrocuted, grabbing his hair and panting, "No, dear brother, you can't!"
Long Ling raised his head and said lecherously, "Dear sister, I was just kissing you!" "As soon as Long Ling finished speaking, he took advantage of the moment to suckle the proud, erect, crimson 'cherry' on the purple-clad fairy's chest. She could no longer control herself and suddenly
cried out, 'Ah…'
The purple-clad fairy immediately felt an indescribable, soul-stirring pleasure surge through her, rising to her head and spreading to every limb. Her exquisite, mature, and beautiful body trembled with pleasure. Her stunningly beautiful, delicate cheeks were alluring, revealing a hint of wantonness. Long Ling reached out and embraced the purple-clad fairy's slender waist, then with a swift movement, the two found themselves in a secluded flower patch.
'Long Ling, we can't do this here! You can't treat your sister like this!' The purple-clad fairy didn't know if she was refusing or warning, panting weakly.
'Don't worry, dear sister, no one can see from outside! Besides, I'm just kissing you, I won't do anything to you!'" "Long Ling laid her down on the flower bushes, lifting her dress up to her waist, revealing her white, sexy panties and fair skin. He then leaned down and kissed her between her legs."
The purple-clad fairy felt Long Ling kissing, licking, and sucking her juicy peach, waves of incomparably pleasurable pleasure surging through her body. Her fair face, as white as snow, flushed crimson, exuding allure and spring-like charm. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, her red lips parted, breathing rapidly, letting out unrestrained soft moans. The thought that she was being kissed like this by her own brother, and that this was her first time kissing anyone, made her tremble uncontrollably, and she climaxed. The purple-clad fairy was almost limp, weak and powerless as she watched Long Ling press down on her snow-white body, rubbing his penis against her pubic hair.
"No! No! Long Ling, you can't! I'm your own sister! And… and you're still too young, it's not right to do this, you can't do this!" But the overwhelming desire in her heart made her unable to refuse. Good heavens, it's so big!
The purple-clad fairy's cheeks flushed crimson with pleasure, her alluring beauty captivating. Her eyes were slightly parted, her cherry-like lips slightly open,
and a melodious voice rang out. As her lips parted, a fragrant, delicate scent, like the subtle fragrance of orchids, wafted from her mouth and nose, tickling and warming the face, penetrating to the core, intoxicating the senses. Seeing the fairy's captivating and alluring shyness, Long Ling's body thrust forward, eager to conquer her, desiring to enter her enchanting and seductive body.
Chapter 009: Seventh Sister's Passion (Part 2)
As the purple-clad fairy parted her cherry lips, a fragrant, delicate scent, like orchids, wafted from her mouth and nose, tickling and warming her face, penetrating her very soul, making one's mind wander. Coupled with the purple-clad fairy's captivatingly shy and alluring demeanor, Long Ling's waist thrust forward, eager to conquer and enter the beautiful sister's seductive and alluring body.
"Ling'er, no!" Just as Long Ling was about to unbutton his clothes and thrust in, the purple-clad fairy quickly stopped him. Seeing the determined expression on the seventh sister's face, Long Ling knew that he could not possess this beautiful and lovely seventh sister today. If he forced himself on her, it would surely anger her, and perhaps she would never stay with him again.
So, Long Ling sighed inwardly, pointed to the tent he had erected, and looked pitifully at the Purple-Clad Fairy, saying, "Sister Zi'er, look at my crotch! Can you really bear to see your adorable little brother like this? Do you expect me to go out like this?"
"Pfft!" Seeing Long Ling's feigned pitifulness, the Purple-Clad Fairy burst out laughing. Then, she rolled her eyes at Long Ling and said, "You deserve it! Who told you to be so mean!" But seeing that Long Ling was truly suffering, the Purple-Clad Fairy's compassion overflowed, and she lowered her head and whispered to Long Ling, "Ling'er, are you... are you really in pain?"
"Of course! You're not a man, how would you know how much I'm suffering!" Long Ling said somewhat defiantly after hearing his seventh sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy's words.
"Then...then Ling'er, let me help you!" The purple-clad fairy's face immediately turned bright red as soon as she finished speaking. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Long Ling.
"What? Sister Zi'er, what did you just say?" Long Ling thought he had misheard, so he looked at the purple-clad fairy uncertainly and asked.
The purple-clad fairy didn't speak, but leaned against Long Ling's chest, her gaze fixed on his handsome and rugged face. Her jade-like hand slid slowly across the surface as she finally spoke, "Little brother Ling'er, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, but you're still too young. We can't do this. And your... your dragon spear is too big. I'm not ready yet. I'm just afraid your dragon spear will... will hurt me, so I dare not..."
Long Ling looked at the purple-clad fairy with infinite regret and said, "Sister Zi'er, it's all my fault. I actually wanted you at this time... I'm so heartbroken, I'm so disappointed..."
Seeing Long Ling's disappointed expression, the purple-clad fairy gently comforted him, "Ling'er, don't be sad. I'm not blaming you. How about we do it when you grow up?" At this point, the purple-clad fairy was too shy to express the more explicit words that followed.
For a moment, neither of them spoke, but they both stared at each other intently. Their faces were only a few centimeters apart, and they could even feel each other's breathing.
The purple-clad fairy's beautiful eyes, somewhat intoxicated, somewhat dazed, and somewhat shy, shimmered with a mesmerizing hue under the hazy moonlight, evoking a dreamlike allure. Her long, dark eyelashes fluttered, and a fine, translucent bead of sweat glistened on her round, delicate nose, as if gently enveloped by a shimmering film. Her cherry-like lips parted slightly, like two blooming flowers, and her alabaster skin glowed pink, brimming with irresistible allure. Holding the
soft, fragrant body in his arms, gazing into those affectionate eyes, Long Ling felt a surge of desire, a passion that welled up from the bottom of his heart!
Filled with passion, Long Ling brought his warm lips to hers.
The purple-clad fairy gently closed her eyes, a gentle smile appearing on her face.
Chapter 010: Seventh Sister Plays the Flute
Long Ling, embracing her smooth, delicate body, seemed to be stirred by something, gently lowering his head and pressing his full lips deeply against her burning red lips.
That moment was an emotional sublimation, a touch of the soul, an entanglement of spirits. Two people bound by a forbidden bond embraced tightly.
The purple-clad fairy gently opened her mouth, letting out a soft moan: "Little brother Ling'er..."
Long Ling, of course, sensed her intention. He extended his thick tongue, exploring her lips with gentle tenderness, like a soft melody, gently seeping into her heart...
Without any resistance, Long Ling's tongue entered the purple-clad fairy's fragrant mouth, their tongues intertwining.
Sister Zi'er's delicate tongue seemed like a serpent coiling around him, sending shivers of pleasure through Long Ling's body; Sister Zi'er's sweet nectar seemed like a bewitching potion, intoxicating him; her soft moans seemed like celestial music, captivating his soul.
And she, too, blushed and her heart raced under the invasion of his tongue...
The purple-clad fairy's beautiful body was completely exposed to the air. She was indeed too beautiful, too alluring, too captivating.
Long Ling's hand, uncontrollably, traced the path along her beautiful, flat abdomen. Just inches away, her body trembled. Her long, shapely legs pressed tightly together, as if resisting an intruder. Long Ling was teasing, deepening the penetration. At this moment, Sister Zi'er's face was flushed, desperately squeezing her thighs together. This was her only resistance, though it appeared so helpless.
Long Ling's hand reached her warm abdomen; Sister Zi'er's lower abdomen was particularly lush, a soft, downy patch to the touch. Long Ling gently combed and stroked it with his fingers for a moment before continuing downwards. The Purple-Clad Fairy's body tensed instantly. Long Ling laid her delicate body down on the gunwale, alternately sucking and licking her breasts, his hands also playing with the wet, slippery clitoris in her valley. The Purple-Clad Fairy couldn't close her thighs, desperately suppressing the urge within her; her valley was already soaked. Seeing Zi'er's charming helplessness, Long Ling took advantage of the situation, parting her snow-white, firm legs.
The purple-clad fairy let out a soft sob, clearly exposing herself to Long Ling. Her lower abdomen was covered with lush, dark, glossy pubic hair, her alluring secret place slightly obscured, appearing and disappearing, making it even more enticing. Long Ling caressed the warm, abundant pubic hair, laughing, "Zi'er, you're so lush!"
The purple-clad fairy's pretty face flushed red, shyly remaining silent. Long Ling gently stroked her full body.
The purple-clad fairy's body was alluringly curvaceous, her snow-white skin gleaming with a jade-like luster, her breasts full and firm, her slender waist easily encircled, her abdomen flat and firm without any excess fat, her jade-like buttocks round and pert, and her long, firm legs, now widely parted.
Two full, yet still girlishly pink lips, slightly parted, like ripe peaches bursting open, a faint, alluring fragrance seemed to waft through the air. Long Ling's heart pounded, his hands gripping her slender waist, caressing it incessantly, he chuckled, "Sister Zi'er, you're so wet."
As he spoke, he knelt between her legs, his tongue licking the inside of her thighs.
The purple-clad fairy seemed to moan softly, her delicate body trembling slightly. Long Ling glanced at her alluring expression, then lowered his head and slowly licked again.
The purple-clad fairy trembled with excitement, her lips opening and closing repeatedly, releasing streams of fragrant liquid, the scent intensifying.
Long Ling's desire surged, his hands grasping her peaches and kneading them vigorously. The purple-clad fairy trembled, letting out two soft moans, releasing large amounts of thick, fragrant nectar, her body going limp. Long Ling raised his head and smiled, "Sister Zi'er, do you feel good?"
The purple-clad fairy's cheeks were flushed, her nostrils flared, and she was completely immersed in the pleasure of her orgasm. Although her eyes were closed, she radiated beauty. Indeed, she had never felt anything like this before, but how could she answer her naughty brother Long Ling's question? She could only moan softly to express her feelings.
Long Ling continued to move his lips closer, patiently serving the beautiful and charming Sister Zi'er beneath him.
The purple-clad fairy finally couldn't help but moan, and Long Ling was greatly encouraged, working even harder to please her, savoring her lower body as if it were the most delicious treat in the world.
Under Long Ling's teasing, the Purple-Clad Fairy once again gushed forth her honeyed juices and fainted. It took her a long time to slowly awaken. Opening her eyes, she saw the true dragon tilting its head and looking at her, and couldn't help but blush shyly. "You little rascal, you just played me to death!"
Long Ling laughed, "Sister Zi'er, I was supposed to ask you to help me, but I ended up helping you instead..."
The Purple-Clad Fairy chuckled softly, straightened up, and grasped Long Ling's scaled dragon spear with both hands. "You little rascal, you big bad guy, I'll give it back to you now. A few days ago, Third Sister found one of those books somewhere, and the other sisters and I read it and learned another way to help you. I don't know if it will work."
The Purple-Clad Fairy's beautiful eyes conveyed affection as she opened her rosy lips...
Enjoying the warmth of Sister Zi'er's mouth, Long Ling was very pleased. He looked down at her movements and praised, "Sister Zi'er, play the flute for me! I just learned it yesterday!"
The Purple-Clad Fairy nodded shyly and continued to play the flute with great effort.
Long Ling's hot, thick dragon spear was gradually moistened inch by inch by her nimble little tongue, its large glans being gently sucked into her moist mouth. His penis swelled even more in her warm mouth, waves of intoxicating pleasure washing over him, and Long Ling couldn't help but moan.
The purple-clad fairy gazed at Long Ling with affectionate eyes, sucking and swallowing his thick shaft, making soft "cheep" sounds.
Long Ling held her head and gently thrust, praising her as he swayed slightly, "Sister Zi'er, you're so good! I feel so good."
The purple-clad fairy's eyes showed a mixture of shyness and joy. She embraced Long Ling's buttocks and slowly swallowed his penis to its fullest extent, yet a small portion remained outside her lips. Long Ling felt the tip reach her soft throat, then slowly withdrew his jade stem. The purple-clad fairy's bright red lips tightly enveloped him, the warm, moist sensation bringing him immense pleasure.
Long Ling caressed Sister Zi'er's soft hair with his hand. The purple-clad fairy reached out and gently stroked the two testicles in her hands, while vigorously swallowing and spitting them out. Her technique was superb, and her expression was even more ingratiating. The tingling sensation gradually intensified, and Long Ling grew increasingly wild. He thrust his hips, using her small mouth like a honeyed orifice, and the purple-clad fairy responded to his thrusts with soft moans, gazing at him seductively, her submissive expression even more alluring.
A strong itch shot straight to his ejaculation point, and his dragon spear swelled three-tenths in her mouth. The purple-clad fairy, of course, knew what was about to happen, and she manipulated his dragon spear even more intensely. Long Ling let out a low growl and forcefully held her head. The purple-clad fairy sucked hard, swallowing rapidly, her small tongue making Long Ling tremble uncontrollably.
After savoring the moment for a long time, Long Ling reluctantly pulled out his dragon spear, pinched her little mouth, and praised, "Sister Zi'er, your little mouth really stole my soul!"
The fairy in purple gently leaned against Long Ling and said shyly, "It's a good thing I read that book with all the other sisters that day, otherwise I wouldn't know how to help you, little brother Ling'er. By the way, Ling'er, was it really comfortable just now?"
Long Ling thought of how Sister Zi'er's warm and charming little mouth had served him, and then thought of how she was one of the Seven Fairies of the Celestial Realm and also his own sister, and he couldn't help but like her even more, hugging her tightly, "Good sister, Ling'er is so cute."
Chapter 011: Your fragrance is so nice
"Zi'er, Ling'er, where are you two? Father and Mother are looking for you!" After the passion, the two siblings lay in the flower bushes, slowly enjoying the afterglow of their climax, when suddenly a shout startled them so much that they turned pale.
"Ah~~~! Eldest sister is here, Ling'er! What should we do now? We absolutely can't let her see us like this. Also, Father and Mother are looking for you! I wonder what it's about!" Upon hearing this voice, the Purple-Clad Fairy turned around, her face filled with worry and a blush of embarrassment, and said nervously to Long Ling.
Indeed, this person was none other than the eldest princess, the Red-Clad Fairy, one of the seven princesses of Heaven. It turned out that the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother had something to discuss with Long Ling, but she wasn't there. They had no choice but to call upon the seven princesses of Heaven, who were always inseparable from Long Ling, to help them search for her. Of these seven princesses, the seventh princess, the Purple-Clad Fairy, found Long Ling first, but before she could even tell her what had happened, this incident occurred between them. Hearing her eldest sister, the Red-Clad Fairy's, words, the Purple-Clad Fairy immediately remembered her mission.
"Good sister, don't worry! Before Sister Hong'er comes and finds out about what happened between us, let's quickly get dressed and go out. She definitely won't know what just happened." Seeing the flustered expression on the purple-clad fairy's face, Long Ling gently kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear.
"Hmm, yes! Oh dear! I'm so stupid, I didn't even think of that. Little brother Ling'er is so smart." The purple-clad fairy was suddenly enlightened by Long Ling's words and tried to get up to tidy her clothes. But as soon as she got up, she found that Long Ling was still hugging her. The purple-clad fairy immediately pushed Long Ling away gently and said lightly, "Hmph~~~! You naughty little brother, you're still not behaving yourself. Quick... get up quickly, or you'll be finished if your older sister finds out!!!"
Long Ling didn't want to be caught by his older sister either. If his older sister found out and told everyone about it, then he would really be finished! Seeing the red-clad fairy slowly walking towards them, Long Ling and the purple-clad fairy quickly straightened their clothes and then walked out hand in hand.
"Sister Hong'er, Sister Zi'er and I are here!" After going outside, Long Ling grabbed the purple-clad fairy's hand and waved loudly to the red-clad fairy.
"Ling'er, Zi'er, where did you go?" When Long Ling and the purple-clad fairy reached the red-clad fairy, the red-clad fairy looked at the purple-clad fairy and Long Ling with some dissatisfaction.
"I...we went to~~~~!" the purple-clad fairy stammered, but before she could finish speaking, the red-clad fairy grabbed her hand and said, "Little sister Zi'er, what did you put on yourself! This fragrance smells so good! I don't remember you having this fragrance when you came out. Did you and little brother Ling'er put it on just now?"
"No...no~~~!" Upon hearing this, the purple-clad fairy's face immediately turned red, and she turned and glared fiercely at Long Ling. How could she possibly say such a thing to the fairy in red? Did she mean to imply that she and her younger brother Long Ling had done *that*?
"Pfft~~~!" Hearing his eldest sister, the fairy in red, say that, Long Ling couldn't help but laugh. Long Ling really hadn't expected that his eldest sister, the fairy in red, would say that the semen sprayed from that dragon spear smelled good.
"Hmph, you naughty little brother, how dare you laugh! Your six other sisters and I have been looking for you everywhere, but you only gave Zi'er this kind of thing. You're so biased! We've always been so good to you. From now on, I'm ignoring you. You stinky little brother, you naughty little brother!" Seeing Long Ling secretly laughing, the fairy in red seemed to have found her target and then said to him in a huff. At this moment, the fairy in red was nowhere to be seen as the serious eldest sister; now she was like a child who hadn't grown up.
"Well, it's a perfume that I made myself. I'll definitely give it to you next time, big sister!" Long Ling suppressed his laughter and said to the fairy in red with a serious expression.
"Hmm, little brother, you're so good! You have to remember what you just said! If you break your promise, then I... I really won't talk to you anymore!" The fairy in red said playfully, holding Long Ling's hand after he agreed. Then she said to the fairy in purple, "Little sister Zi'er, you saw that, so you have to be my witness from now on! You can't help little brother Ling'er!"
"Yes, I will definitely remember it well, and I will never forget what I just said, right, sister Zi'er?" After saying that, she winked playfully at the fairy in purple, as if to say, "I will give it to you again in the future.
" "Yes... yes!" The fairy in purple blushed and said softly to the fairy in red with her head down.
"Alright, now let's go find Father and Mother! They are waiting for you, Ling'er! I wonder what important thing they have to do." Seeing that Long Ling and the fairy in purple had agreed, the fairy in red felt relieved and said softly to Long Ling before leading the way forward.
Long Ling and the Purple-Clad Fairy exchanged a knowing glance, then followed closely behind the Red-Clad Fairy.
Chapter 012: Deciding to Go to the Purple Bamboo Forest
Halfway there, the Purple-Clad Fairy excused herself and left. The Red-Clad Fairy couldn't detect her scent, but their biological mother would surely know. If their father and mother discovered it, neither she nor her brother Long Ling would fare well. Therefore, the Purple-Clad Fairy left first.
Long Ling knew what his seventh sister was going to do, but he didn't reveal it. He didn't want others to know about his relationship with the Purple-Clad Fairy, so he pretended not to know anything and followed his eldest sister, the Red-Clad Fairy, slowly towards the Golden Palace.
Along the way, Long Ling kept thinking: Why were the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother searching for him this time, and why had they chosen the Golden Palace as the meeting place? He knew that anything discussed in the Golden Palace must be very important. Just as Long Ling was lost in thought, the fairy in red suddenly stopped.
Because Long Ling wasn't paying attention and was still walking at his previous pace, he bumped into the fairy in red. "Hey, Sister Hong'er, why did you stop?" Long Ling's brain hadn't quite registered what was happening, and he asked the fairy in red in confusion.
"We've arrived. Why wouldn't we stop? Are we going to keep walking?" The fairy in red said, looking at Long Ling's bewildered expression, with a hint of annoyance.
"Ah~~~?" Hearing the fairy in red's words, Long Ling looked up and, just as his elder sister had said, found himself outside the Golden Palace. While Long Ling was still confused, the two of them had unknowingly arrived at the entrance of the Golden Palace.
"Hmm? Sister Hong'er, aren't you going in?" Seeing the fairy in red about to turn and leave, Long Ling asked in confusion.
"Hmph~~~! I'm not going in!" "It feels so oppressive inside, I'm not even allowed to laugh. It's much better outside. Of course, only a weirdo like you can chat and laugh so easily among those rigid ministers and still earn their respect!" The fairy in red glanced at the Golden Palace and said to Long Ling with some dissatisfaction.
"Hehe, I call it speaking to people in a human way and to ghosts in a ghost way. As long as you're polite to those ministers, they'll naturally treat you well." Long Ling's words were unclear, whether he was speaking to the fairy in red or to himself. After speaking, he slowly stepped into the Golden Palace. Long Ling's expression was serious at this moment. If someone didn't know him, seeing him now and seeing him outside, they might think they were two similar-looking people! After all, the difference in temperament between the current Long Ling and the playful Long Ling outside was like heaven and earth.
"Hehehe~~~! This naughty little brother is pretending to be well-behaved in front of Father and the others again!" Watching Long Ling, with a serious expression, slowly walk into the Golden Palace, the red-clad fairy seemed to have thought of something and covered her mouth, chuckling softly.
"Father, Mother, may I ask what important matter you have summoned me for?" Long Ling entered the Golden Palace and first respectfully asked the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, then nodded to each of the ministers in the court. The ministers smiled back at Long Ling, indicating that he had a very good impression of them.
"Ling'er, actually, all of you ministers have gathered in the Golden Palace today for your sake!" The Jade Emperor said, looking at Long Ling with loving eyes.
"You've gathered in the Golden Palace all for me?" "Long Ling asked in confusion.
"That's right. Just now, your master, Guanyin Bodhisattva, sent someone to say that in three days someone would come to take you to the Purple Bamboo Forest to study Buddhism. However, after hearing this, the Jade Emperor said that you are the only Crown Prince of Heaven and will be the next ruler of Heaven. You should focus on learning how to govern Heaven, not on practicing Buddhist doctrines. Since everyone's opinions are divided, you, Ling'er, should make the decision yourself!" The Jade Emperor looked at Long Ling with a smile.
"Father, you're letting me make this choice myself?" Long Ling asked uncertainly after hearing the Jade Emperor's words. After all, this was the first time the Jade Emperor had let Long Ling make such an important decision on his own. How could Long Ling not find it strange?
"Yes! That's right. This is the result of the discussion among the Jade Emperor's ministers. They said that you are very sensible now and have your own ideas about things, so you can make the decision yourself." "The Jade Emperor said solemnly to Long Ling. In truth, the Jade Emperor was also very pleased, after all, his only son had gained the approval of all the ministers of Heaven.
"I've decided. I want to go to my master's place first, and return in a few years!" Long Ling had carefully considered this choice, and ultimately decided to go to the Purple Bamboo Grove where Guanyin Bodhisattva resided first, and then return in a few years.
"What? Your Highness, please think twice before you act!"
"Yes! Your Highness, you are the next ruler of Heaven. How can you cultivate Buddhism if you don't learn how to manage the order of Heaven?"
"Your Highness, cultivating Buddhism is of little use for management. It's better not to go here!"
...
Long Ling's answer surprised everyone present. Everyone thought that Long Ling would stay in Heaven to learn how to manage the order of Heaven. Given Long Ling's intelligence, he would surely manage the entire Heavenly Court perfectly.
"Tell me your reasons!" Hearing Long Ling's answer, the Jade Emperor was somewhat angry. He truly hadn't expected his son to be so disappointing, abandoning his position as Crown Prince to instead pursue Buddhist studies.
"Yes, Father!" Long Ling respectfully replied to the Jade Emperor, then turned to the assembled celestial officials and declared loudly, "I have my own reasons for going to my master's place to study Buddhism."
Upon hearing Long Ling's words, the ministers fell silent, staring at him awaiting his explanation.
"Actually, isn't Buddhism supposed to cultivate one's mind and character? If I were to study Buddhism, wouldn't it be better for managing the Heavenly Court in the future? Wouldn't my judgment be clearer?" Long Ling said slowly, looking at the crowd.
Seeing that Long Ling's mind was made up, no one tried to stop him, for they all knew his character. Once he made a decision, nothing could change it; this was Long Ling's principle.
However, Long Ling wasn't thinking about going to the Purple Bamboo Forest to study Buddhism; instead, he was thinking about how to push that cold and beautiful master, Guanyin, onto his bed, letting her do as she pleased and discipline him. Long Ling thought that since he was only ten years old, his master Guanyin would still treat him like a child, without any suspicion. If he went in a few years, Guanyin would certainly not have much intimate contact with him. In that case, it would be much more difficult to seduce the aloof Guanyin, so now is the best time to do so. Thinking of this, Long Ling couldn't help but reveal a lewd smile.
Chapter 013: The Garden of a Hundred Flowers
After leaving the Golden Palace, Long Ling wandered aimlessly through the Heavenly Court alone. Suddenly, a rich and intoxicating aroma of wine wafted over. Long Ling looked up in surprise, realizing that he had unknowingly arrived outside the Garden of a Hundred Flowers.
"The Hundred Flowers Wine in the Garden of a Hundred Flowers is indeed as good as its reputation!" Upon smelling the fragrant wine, Long Ling immediately stopped, sighed softly, and then, with a wicked smile, strode into the Garden of a Hundred Flowers.
"Greetings, Your Highness! What brings Your Highness to the Garden of a Hundred Flowers?" As soon as Long Ling entered the Garden of a Hundred Flowers, he heard the melodious voice of a nightingale. Long Ling looked closely and saw that it was the Peony Fairy from the Garden of a Hundred Flowers.
"Nothing much, I just happened to come here by chance, and then I was attracted by the rich aroma of the Hundred Flowers Wine," Long Ling said truthfully. Then he looked at Peony Fairy and asked, "By the way, Peony, where is your elder sister, Hundred Flowers Fairy?"
"Oh, my sister just got back not long ago. But she's been staying in her room since she got back. Please sit here for a while, Your Highness, I'll go and call her over," Peony Fairy said, thinking that Long Ling had come to see Hundred Flowers Fairy for something.
"By the way, Peony, go and get me some Hundred Flowers Wine! I'm going to Master's place in a few days, and I won't be able to drink such good wine anymore!" Long Ling suddenly remembered that his main purpose in coming to the Hundred Flowers Garden was to drink Hundred Flowers Wine, so he instructed Peony Fairy.
"Yes!" As Long Ling instructed, Peony Fairy first got him a pot of Hundred Flowers Wine, and then went to find Hundred Flowers Fairy. Long Ling was left alone to stroll through the Hundred Flowers Garden and savor the Hundred Flowers Wine. 　　Hearing what the Peony Fairy said, the Hundred Flower Fairy got up and went out to the back garden. Searching along the way, she found Long Ling sitting alone on a blue stone by the lake, a gourd full of wine, which he was drinking from while lost in thought. The Hundred Flower Fairy leaped over the artificial hill and landed in front of him, smiling sweetly, "Your Highness..."
The 　　Hundred Flower Fairy's appearance immediately caught Long Ling's eye. He saw a beautiful woman with flowing hair, dressed in a pure white palace gown. Her skin was snow-white and delicate, her figure curvaceous, and her flawless face still held the gentle charm of a young girl. She exuded mature allure, elegance, and beauty. The fragrance of her swaying hair wafted through the air, and her breath was sweet as orchids. "Your Highness...so you were here...I've been looking for you for so long..." 　　Seeing Long Ling looking at her like that, a hint of panic and infatuation flashed in the Hundred Flower Fairy's eyes. Unbeknownst to him, a ripple of emotion stirred within him, his face flushing crimson with embarrassment, his heart pounding with desire. What Long Ling didn't know was that his encounter with his seventh sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, earlier that day had been inadvertently witnessed by the Hundred Flower Fairy. The Hundred Flower Fairy, being of a certain age, was restrained by celestial rules and dared not act recklessly. Therefore, upon seeing this handsome and dashing Crown Prince of Heaven, she had secretly fallen for him, her heart filled with infatuation. 　　Long Ling, too, was captivated by the Hundred Flower Fairy's beauty, staring at her in utter disbelief. Her beautiful, blushing face, fair with a rosy tinge, and her slightly upturned, bright red lips; she wore a thin silk dress, and through the semi-transparent red fabric, one could vaguely see her breasts, the bulges outside the dress suggesting large, firm breasts, trembling with each breath. Her skin was snow-white and delicate, her full and sensual body tightly wrapped in a pure white, semi-transparent dress, revealing her well-defined curves, her close-fitting bodice and thong. Especially captivating were her large, bright, watery eyes, which seemed to hold a fire within them when they turned, bewitching the soul. Her youthful beauty was tinged with a mature charm and alluring grace, leaving Long Ling completely mesmerized. 　　Chapter 014: The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers 　　The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers blushed under Long Ling's gaze, her heart pounding and her breathing quickening. She knew that this handsome young man before her was captivated by her beauty, her mature and sexy charm, and was lost in fantasies. Her beautiful eyes secretly glanced at Long Ling's lower body. Stimulated by the fairy's alluring posture, his manhood was already erect, pushing his crotch high. A lewd expression involuntarily appeared on her beautiful face. Her phoenix eyes stared at the erection, gleaming with an unusual light. Her words were weak and feeble, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes filled with desire, "Hmm... Your Highness... you've come to our Hundred Flowers Garden to drink again. Why didn't you invite me? You're hiding here drinking alone!" 　　As if waiting for Long Ling's answer, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers smiled sweetly, gazing at him affectionately. Long Ling, his heart burning with desire, met the Hundred Flower Fairy's gaze directly. At such close range, her beautiful, mature face, radiant with smiles, captivated him. He quickly averted his eyes, chuckled, and tossed her his wine gourd. "Hmm, have a sip too!" 　　The Hundred Flower Fairy took a sip and comfortably sat down opposite him. "I heard you're going to see Guanyin Bodhisattva in a couple of days?" A lewd glint flashed in Long Ling's eyes. He nodded. "In three days, my master will send someone to fetch me." 　　Drinking with a kindred spirit, they chatted amiably on the bluestone, both becoming slightly tipsy. After a few glasses of foreign liquor, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' eyes radiated an irrepressible spring-like allure. Facing her beloved, she was already somewhat unable to control herself. She smiled seductively at him, her lips curving into a blush of spring, her delicate face both smiling and shy, her coquettish and playful demeanor captivating anyone who saw her. Alcohol, a catalyst for lust, unexpectedly triggered Long Ling's primal instincts, but he dared not act rashly. 　　Long Ling was stunned by the beauty of the Hundred Flower Fairy before him. Her bright, clear eyes were captivating, her fair face rosy, and her cherry-red lips looked fresh and tempting. As she spoke, her lips parted, making one yearn to kiss her. Her skin was snow-white and delicate. Her curvaceous figure was tightly wrapped in a pink, low-cut palace dress, revealing most of her breasts. Her round and full breasts created a cleavage. She had a slender waist, and beneath her skirt were a pair of alluring jade legs, snow-white and long. Her fair and rounded arms exuded a mature and beautiful charm, full of the allure of a young woman. She was even more captivating than the Queen Mother of the West, with whom he had a past life, who was now his mother. The delicate fragrance of perfume and the scent of a mature woman wafted towards him. 　　The beauty and sexiness of the Hundred Flower Fairy aroused Long Ling's lust. He stared at Chi Xia, forgetting that the great beauty in front of him was the Hundred Flower Fairy. His vision gradually blurred, and he even imagined the woman in front of him as a naked and beautiful goddess. He seemed to see her round, high, white and tender breasts, and her nipples were as cute as red beans. His inappropriate fantasies made his penis involuntarily erect.

The beautiful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers noticed Long Ling's strange gaze fixed on her chest, and her face flushed crimson. A strange glint flashed in her beautiful eyes, and a woman's innate shyness welled up within her. "Your Highness... Your Highness... What's wrong with you..." This immediately snapped Long Ling out of his pink reverie. Coming to his senses, he stammered awkwardly, "Ah... nothing... nothing..."
Although she had intended to seduce the young boy before her, intense shame made the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' face burn fiercely. She quickly ended the conversation and rose to take her leave. Long Ling rose and watched the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' departing figure, his eyes wide as he stared at her plump, slightly upturned buttocks, swaying from side to side, taut by her lower garment. The rounded curves were so beautiful they made one's mouth water. He secretly pondered how lonely and painful it must be for that beautiful, mature, and alluring saintess, in the prime of her life, so full of desire and yearning, yet unable to marry, spending her days and nights alone in her empty chamber, unable to sleep. He felt not only pitiful but also deeply regretful. Long Ling felt deeply aggrieved for the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers. Intending to vent his frustration on her alluring body, he resolved to seize this opportunity to seduce her into bed, to soothe her thirsty
, unfulfilled desires. The pink dress draped over her curvaceous, mature, and seductive figure made Long Ling fantasize about penetrating her, about her experiencing intense pleasure and ecstasy, her breath coming in gasps. In his reverie, he was surprised to see the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, her waist swaying like a willow in the wind, turn her head, her large, bright eyes looking at him, and her cherry-red lips parting slightly in a charming smile.
"Oh..." It was truly captivating, especially with each movement of hers, her full breasts trembled, stimulating Long Ling's large penis to stand erect and proudly erect. He thought that if he could make love with such a beautiful woman, he would be overjoyed. The Hundred Flower Fairy, unable to bear the loneliness of her secluded chamber, the cold nights, sleepless nights, and unbearable lust, desperately needed his sexual comfort and satisfaction, so that her secluded chamber would no longer be lonely, her nights would no longer be cold, and her sleep would no longer be solitary. He should subdue her beneath him, making her... Satisfied, so...
Chapter 015: Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (1)
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers returned to her boudoir. She was restless and her heart was filled with images of Long Ling. The handsome, elegant, strong, and radiant young man had captivated her at first sight. She was so enthralled by his handsome appearance that she had long been thinking of seducing him to satisfy her burning desire. At
this moment, she felt weak and her face was burning. She felt an indescribable sensation in her heart, which made her heart beat faster and her breathing quicken. Her desire was burning uncontrollably, and her private parts were inexplicably itchy. Her vaginal fluids were overflowing.
She slipped into the bathroom, removed her clothes, and gazed wistfully at her reflection in the mirror. Her slightly pink skin was so beautiful, her firm breasts and tightly pressed legs displaying the striking allure of the woman in the mirror. Yunying, still unmarried, experienced a strange sensation every few days, growing more frequent with age. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers could only relieve herself with her delicate fingers, sometimes rubbing her genitals with a blanket, but these offered no real relief, only temporary pleasure; the emptiness within remained.
From the moment someone teased her with their gaze today, she felt uneasy. That feeling, which usually only existed when she was alone at night, lingered all day, haunting her. But who would have known that beneath her icy exterior lay such a fiery passion?
With flushed cheeks, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers finished her bath, changed into an extremely alluring and sexy nightgown, and emerged. Her legs felt weak
and tingling; the caresses earlier had been a bit too intense. She realized that her soft breasts, which she had pinched, bore red marks that were now sore. She picked up her gourd and gulped down her Hundred Flowers Wine, fantasizing about making love with the young, strong, and dashing Dragon Prince—a passionate and sensual affair. She trembled uncontrollably, her vulva becoming wet, lustful fluids flowing freely, further intensifying her emptiness and loneliness. She could no longer suppress the burning desire; if no sweet rain were to fall to nourish her body and soul, she would truly be burned to ashes by that raging fire.
In the boudoir of the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, the stunning beauty, perhaps a little tipsy, had a flushed face, her cheeks rosy like ripe apples, radiating boundless allure. Slightly drunk, she lay limply on the table, completely unaware that Long Ling, his eyes filled with lust, was eyeing her beautiful body beneath her clothes, a body that made men drool. What a beautiful picture of a sleeping beauty! The alluring pose of the saintly beauty made his thick penis erect and hard, yearning to immediately thrust into her plump little hole.
She had changed into a red, low-cut, sleeveless nightgown, tightly wrapping her exquisite figure, highlighting her curves and exuding irresistible temptation. The radiant beauty drew Long Ling's piercing gaze, making him feel the devilishly curvaceous figure beneath the bright red evening gown, so smooth and white, full of bewitching charm and desire.
Through the semi-transparent robe of her nightgown, one could vaguely see two jade-like breasts swaying with their breath. The two nipples, in particular, shone brightly against the pink robe. Long Ling immediately lowered his head, afraid to look any longer, lest his lust become uncontrollable. But looking down, he discovered that the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was wearing transparent silk panties, revealing her full breasts and dark pubic hair, which only fueled his burning desire.
Due to the alcohol, his blood was slowly boiling, and the young man was instantly aroused, his eyes filled with lust as they shone upon the woman's entire body. Suddenly, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt the burning, teasing gaze directed at her half-naked body. Who was looking at her with such greedy, lustful eyes? Just now, in the bathtub, as he vigorously caressed her fragrant body, she was completely lost in the moment. She even thought she was being passionately loved by a man, her surging fluids filling the tub, requiring her to change the water several times.
Was it him? The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt her heart pounding wildly, as if it were about to leap out of her mouth. She stood up and turned around, "Your Highness, what... what are you doing..." She hadn't misjudged him; the person who had sneaked into her boudoir at this moment, intending to violate her, was none other than Crown Prince Long Ling.
"My beauty... I only want to pluck this flower from your petals..." Without another word, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers made her move, her slender fingers aiming straight for her opponent's eyes. Although she was already aroused, she really disliked the way those eyes were looking at her, so lustful and unrestrained.
Long Ling gently raised his left hand, the tiger's mouth touching her pulse point. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt all the strength in her body vanish in that touch. The man's left hand slowly caressed hers, as gently as if playing with fragile porcelain. She felt a chill run down her spine as that hand gently touched her, her will to resist slowly vanishing until she couldn't even muster the strength to break free.
Watching Long Ling emerge, Baihua Fairy staggered backward as he advanced. She refused to succumb to him like this, until her bare back touched the wall, as cold as the ground, before she stopped. Long Ling pressed her slender, white right hand against the wall, watching the delicate, thick, glossy black flesh beneath her outstretched arm. He slowly pressed down, squeezing the nipples that protruded beneath her robe, barely concealed by the fabric, and inhaled the faint, virginal fragrance emanating from her.
"You were so unrestrained when you came here, yet you refuse to share with others?" "You...you saw?" Baihua Fairy could feel the tremor in her voice. If even her wanton masturbation in the bathtub had been completely witnessed by him, then...
She felt her cheeks burning red; extreme shame weakened her, leaving her without the will to resist or protect herself.
"I saw." "And I guarantee you'll experience a pleasure you'd never taste on your own. Believe it or not?" Long Ling lowered his head, gently licking her flawless white neck, his tongue sending shivers of pleasure through her. "Even if I lose my virginity under these circumstances, it's nothing to complain about," the Hundred Flower Fairy thought to herself.
Suppressing his surging emotions, Long Ling lifted the limp, warm body of the beautiful woman, holding her slender waist and guiding her delicate hand. He led the tipsy Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, step by step, towards her boudoir. The
slightly intoxicated Fairy of a Hundred Flowers nestled her soft, delicate body against him. Through her thin evening gown, Long Ling felt the saintess's full, supple body. Supporting her, he could look down upon her, and through her low-cut neckline, he saw her two plump, round, and full breasts, almost bursting out of her bodice. The high, white breasts formed a tight cleavage, and the fragrant scent of milk and perfume made his blood rush.
Long Ling thought this was a perfect opportunity, and he was determined to possess the Holy Maiden's body, which so many men longed for and were captivated by. His lust was aroused, and his penis, already hard and almost bursting out of his pants, was already impatient. His hand, which had been supporting the fairy's slender waist, moved down to support her full, round buttocks as they moved, feeling their plumpness and elasticity. He turned to the side, pressing his face tightly against the fairy's cheek, and held her tightly in his arms, pressing his lower body against her fragrant buttocks, teasing her with each step. At
this moment, the Hundred Flowers Fairy, stimulated by the strong liquor, felt her blood rushing through her veins. Nestled in her beloved's strong arms, held tightly in his embrace, she felt a surge of youthful masculine energy emanating from him, giving her an unprecedentedly sweet and comfortable feeling, a wonderful sensation as if her soul were floating. She had never embraced a man so intimately before. Although there was only a thin layer of clothing between them, she could still feel her full, firm breasts pressing tightly against his broad chest.
Driven by lust, he held the saintess tightly, his right hand cupping her full, round buttocks. He could feel that she was wearing a short pair of panties, and touching her snow-white, beautiful body gradually aroused his primal urges. Clearly feeling the restless stirring in Long Ling's lower body, the Hundred Flower Fairy blushed with shyness, her breath quickening. Her lower body involuntarily retreated, trying to escape his embrace, but it was only a weak struggle, a clear act of reluctant refusal.
With each step, the protrusion of his penis pressed against her buttocks, making her whole body tingle and her vulva itch, causing a trickle of lustful fluid to flow, soaking the crotch of her panties. What was unbearable was that her little hole felt like it was crawling with ants, like scratching an itch through a boot, the more she scratched, the itchier it became, and the emptiness was unbearable.
Chapter 016: Pushing down the Hundred Flower Fairy (2)
The Hundred Flower Fairy felt Long Ling's warm hand caressing her buttocks, which was comfortable, so she did not dodge and pretended that nothing was wrong, letting him touch her as he pleased. A man's body temperature emanated from him, and with the unique smell emanating from a man's body, it stirred her heart and gave her an indescribable pleasure. But after all, she was the most chaste Hundred Flower Fairy in the Fire Clan, and she was also a pure and innocent virgin. She was inevitably a little worried and shy, but she was also reluctant to give up such an opportunity to get close to her beloved. Her heart was filled with contradictory and complicated thoughts and unease. She blushed and lowered her head without saying a word.
Seeing her shy and timid appearance, Long Ling knew that the Hundred Flower Fairy's virgin heart had been stirred by lust and she desperately needed a man's comfort. So he reached out and patted her buttocks. The elastic and soft touch sent a shiver down his spine. He wanted to pull his hand back and look down at the Hundred Flower Fairy, but she bit her cherry lips and smiled shyly, showing no disgust or avoidance.
Long Ling found it interesting and took the opportunity to test her reaction again, gently stroking her buttocks. His hand became more and more forceful, no longer just stroking but kneading her buttocks. From her reaction, he could tell that she wouldn't resist, so Long Ling tentatively slid his hand down to the middle of her buttocks and gently rubbed it with his fingers.
The Hundred Flower Fairy immediately felt a little ticklish and moved shyly, but not struggling, because that warm palm seemed to have a magnetic force generated from an electric current, attracting her. "Mmm...mmm..." The beautiful woman swallowed hard, murmured softly twice, and then stopped moving.
As if encouraged, Long Ling lifted her skirt and placed his hand on her pink thigh, gently stroking it. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was startled. Out of feminine modesty and shame, she had to push his hand away, saying shyly, "No...it's so embarrassing..."
Knowing this was merely a woman's subconscious reaction of shyness, Long Ling changed tactics, "Fairy of a Hundred Flowers...I like you very much...feel my heart..." He took one of the Flower Fairy's hands, lifted her clothes, and let her touch his chest directly. The fairy tried to pull her hand away, but Long Ling gently pressed it down. When he felt that she was no longer resisting his embrace and caresses, he cupped her pretty face in his hands and gazed at her with deep affection.
A fire in his chest unexpectedly burned even brighter and fiercer. He first touched the Flower Fairy's lower lip with his lips. She nervously closed her eyes, wanting to pull away, but Long Ling had already pressed his body tightly against hers, and one of his legs was already around her... He held her from behind. Lowering his head, he naturally began kissing Fairy Baihua's neck, actually licking it. Her breathing became uneven; although she was controlling her breathing, her heart was still pounding fiercely.
She was in her own room, so her clothes were very thin, allowing Long Ling to completely embrace her. Her body heat seeped through their clothes, giving him a warm feeling. He could even clearly feel the edge of her panties and her slightly trembling calves. Long Ling controlled his strong impulse, restraining his hands from reaching for her lower body again. He naturally lifted her top from behind, slipping his hands inside to caress her smooth, supple waist.
As his hands gently and slowly stroked her back, Fairy Baihua trembled slightly, and she began to struggle against the man's embrace and kisses. Long Ling withdrew his hands, firmly holding her rounded shoulders, looking directly into her eyes. "I don't know what you're thinking, but I just like you. Today I finally have a chance to tell you, and I'm going to hold you tight and not let you go." He grasped the Flower
Fairy's hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, then pulled her into a tighter embrace. This time
, her hand touched Long Ling's already erect and throbbing member. The Flower Fairy was startled and embarrassed, her hands frozen in place. Pretending not to notice, Long Ling continued to woo her with his body, gently nibbling at her ear with his teeth, one hand lightly around her waist, the other sliding down... caressing her full buttocks, but through her clothes, he didn't rush... He slipped his hand inside her skirt, caressing the Flower Fairy's most precious and mysterious paradise.
Under Long Ling's thorough and delicate caresses, the Flower Fairy could no longer control her rapid breathing; her pretty face flushed red, and she made a dry, swallowing sound from her throat, though she was still trying to control herself, so the sound was soft and drawn out.
He placed one leg between the Flower Fairy's legs and forcefully pushed his thigh towards her groin. The fairy couldn't help but let out a soft "Oh," and her whole body trembled violently. Long Ling didn't relax her upward thrusting leg at all, while simultaneously wrapping one arm around her slender neck and pressing tightly against her shoulders, leaving her nowhere to escape.
Her leg not only pressed down forcefully but also gently swayed, massaging her genitals. Although both were dressed neatly, they each wore only one set of clothes, which were very thin. A damp sensation was already coming from Long Ling's thighs, indicating that she was very aroused, secreting a large amount of vaginal fluid, and the distinctive pungent smell of a woman's vaginal fluid was clearly noticeable.
A wave of fragrance wafted in... The scent entered Long Ling's nose, further exciting and stimulating his blood and nerves. His other hand wasted no time, constantly stroking her pink back and plump, round buttocks, kissing, licking, and gently tapping her cheeks, ears, and neck with his lips, tongue, and teeth. Her snow-white, jade-like skin was full and smooth. His lips and hands touched her soft, fragrant skin, which felt like cotton and velvet, slippery and slippery. Her exquisite curves and wonderful appearance made Long Ling's blood boil and his desire rise. His penis became even harder.
Chapter 017: Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (3)
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers had never been so close to a man. Embracing Long Ling like this, the touch of their skin together sent shivers down her spine. Her eyes were closed, and she had completely given up trying to control her breathing. She tried to push away the leg that was teasing her with her hands; but Long Ling deftly met her with his penis. Unlike the first time she touched it, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers no longer flinched. She cupped it in her hands, but a few fingers wandered off.
How could a virgin resist the touch and kisses of the man she loved, especially with a hard, large penis pressing firmly against her hands? At this moment, half-drunk and half-awake, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, having released her pent-up desires through alcohol, felt as if her soul had soared to the heavens. Her body, soft and trembling, clung tightly to Long Ling's strong, powerful chest. She had no strength to struggle or resist his unruly actions; the main reason was the intense pleasure, which made her unwilling to resist, unwilling to lose that pleasure. The
Fairy of a Hundred Flowers shyly pushed away Long Ling's kisses and caresses, but her heart was extremely hungry. Gradually, she gave up resisting, allowing the man's hands to freely caress her entire body. Her lack of struggle and resistance seemed to encourage him to continue, making him even more impulsive and bolder in his unruly groping of the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers.
Unable to withstand the burning desire any longer, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers instantly abandoned her dignity, status, reputation, and gentle loveliness. Like a little lamb, she nestled against Long Ling, as considerate as a kind and understanding bird. Her head was slightly raised, her beautiful eyes half-open, her delicate face flushed red, shy like the evening glow. She trembled slightly and cried out, "My little darling... I... I can't take it anymore..." Then she offered her two bright red, fiery, and sweet lips.
Accepting his fiery passion, Long Ling kissed and nibbled her tender white face, gently kissed her cherry lips, and sucked on her sweet saliva. This made the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers feel hot all over, panting and moaning. Her slender hands kneaded the man's firm chest, and her bright red lips gently kissed the man's cheeks. Her body writhed like a snake, her eyes were half-closed, and her charming shyness made Long Ling love her even more.
The two kissed passionately, their tongues locked in a passionate embrace, rubbing and swirling, as if they wanted to become one. Long Ling found the Hundred Flower Fairy's lips indescribably soft, moist, and elastic, giving him an urge to bite them. Her hot breath carried a sweet fragrance, intoxicating him. He
gently held her lower lip, biting it lightly with his teeth, and slowly inserted his tongue into her mouth, entwining it with hers, sucking each other's saliva mouth-to-mouth. Long Ling held the Hundred Flower Fairy's smooth, soft, and tender tongue, sucking it greedily, swallowing it like sweet nectar. Then he shared his own saliva with her, mixing their saliva together, making it impossible to distinguish whose was whose.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' fair and delicate cheeks flushed crimson, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. Long Ling could clearly feel her firm, full breasts heaving violently, rubbing against his chest. He couldn't resist sucking her wet, soft tongue again, swallowing her saliva even more forcefully and greedily.
Reaching out to embrace the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, Long Ling thrust his chest forward, pressing it tightly against her full, elastic breasts, squeezing them forcefully. This made the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers flustered and aroused. He sucked hard, as if he wanted to swallow her soft, delicate tongue whole.
Suddenly, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers pushed Long Ling away forcefully, her jade hand clutching her chest as she coughed, probably choking on the copious amount of saliva they had produced, unable to catch her breath. After releasing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' tongue, Long Ling took a long breath, smiling as he looked at the drunken beauty.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' cheeks were flushed and alluring, her deep, clear eyes sparkling with a captivating light as she gazed at Long Ling. Her firm, full breasts heaved, and she coughed incessantly, her warm, fragrant breath of wine washing over Long Ling's face, bringing him immense pleasure.
In the heat of their kiss, Long Ling's hands could no longer remain still. One hand, through her clothes, slid up her thigh, across her buttocks, up her lower abdomen, and swiftly reached for the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' full breasts. The beautiful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers let out two soft "mmm" sounds, her slender waist swaying slightly—was it resistance or acceptance? Her high breasts were already in his grasp, kneading and caressing.
But Long Ling was not satisfied. Earlier, watching the fairy's silhouette in the back garden, the swaying of her slender waist and large hips, and the powerful, graceful gait of her round, white legs, had truly stirred his fantasies. His other hand, which had been around her waist, moved down to caress her ample, mysterious buttocks, which he held in his palm.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was already breathing heavily, her tongue aching, her face flushed, and her nostrils flaring rapidly, yet she offered no struggle or resistance. She obediently cooperated with Long Ling, letting him hold her tightly, caress her, suckle her, and chew on her, her heart screaming, "Come on... Your Highness... Everything I have is yours... Do whatever you want..."
His demonic hand left her round, alluring buttocks and reached under the hem of her dress, first caressing her soft, pink thighs. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt the man's thick, powerful hands, and her whole body trembled, showing her extreme excitement and pleasure. The beauty's lustful reaction fueled Long Ling's desire. His hand broke through the thin skirt and rushed to her crotch. The wetness of her vulva clung to his hand; the beautiful woman was already aroused.
He pulled down his trousers and pulled her small hand inside. When Long Ling grabbed her hand, Chi Xia didn't know what he wanted, but when he pulled down his trousers, she understood. She struggled slightly, trying to resist, but only briefly before giving up. The beautiful fairy trembled as she grasped her lover's erect penis.
"So thick...so long...I can't even hold it in one hand...so hot...like a red-hot iron bar..." The fairy's heart pounded. "So thick...so long...how can my little hole accommodate it? No...no..." The woman was truly conflicted, both afraid and loving, wanting and afraid to have it.
In a short while, the fairy's hands frantically pulled away from Long Ling's crotch, clinging tightly to him, burying her head in his shoulder. Escaping the relentless kisses, her whole body trembled with excitement and fear.
Long Ling slowly untied the ribbon around the back of the fairy's skirt, letting it fall to the ground. She was left only with a captivating and sexy embroidered bodice, her two full breasts almost completely covered, while her pink nipples, snow-white and soft like two fleshy balls, stood erect and exposed.
She wore a seductive, short, transparent red thong, revealing a tuft of soft pubic hair, looking incredibly alluring and adorable. Now, apart from the bodice and the small thong covering her private parts, the fairy was completely naked before Long Ling.
Looking at the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, her skin was snow-white with a slight blush, so smooth and tender. Her beautiful figure and slender legs accentuated her delicate body, making her even more alluring, seductive, and sexy. Long Ling caressed her breasts, kneading and pinching the two soft, elastic mounds of flesh.
At this moment, under the influence of alcohol, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' blood was boiling to its peak, and she couldn't resist Long Ling's demonic hands as they roamed her body improperly, making her feel numb and pleasurable. The comfortable pleasure made her too weak to struggle or resist. She could only close her eyes tightly in shame, letting Long Ling caress her body and enjoy the waves of pleasure from his touch.
Supporting the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, he led her unsteadily to the hibiscus bed in her boudoir, gently placing her delicate body on the soft, comfortable mattress before turning and locking the door. Before him, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, flushed and alluring after drinking, her eyes half-open and half-closed, her captivating allure fueled Long Ling's burning desire. He went to the bedside, intending to lift the silk pillow embroidered with phoenixes to elevate her head and make her more comfortable, but suddenly discovered a lifelike round jade pendant hidden beneath it.
Oh! The outwardly cold and dignified Fairy of a Hundred Flowers must have fantasized about the intoxicating pleasure of lovemaking. Mature and alluring, she undoubtedly had physical needs, but in the quiet of the night, alone in her bed, on moonlit nights, with the cold and empty bed, she often imagined the joyous moments with her lover, the loving scenes of their marriage, and couldn't help but shed tears. The agonizing entanglement of desire and loneliness tormented her to the extreme.
When she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, she could only resort to masturbation, using the Southern Kingdom to stimulate her vagina and release the uncontrollable desires and physiological needs of her mature and delicate body. Who could understand that the Hundred Flower Fairy, with her noble and dignified appearance, harbored such anguish and thirst within? Knowing the fairy's secret, Long Ling resolved to use his skilled bed techniques tonight to let the tormented Hundred Flower Fairy experience the joy of sexual intercourse.
Their passion burned intensely, surging and churning, and now their desire was ablaze. The Hundred Flower Fairy felt the greatness of love and the sweetness of affection; her body felt weak, her desire burning fiercely, and she desperately needed his touch. She saw Long Ling naked, his thick, long, and enormous penis, veins bulging, erect and fiery hot, so thick and long it was astonishing. The Hundred Flower Fairy could hardly believe that this was his penis, an incomparable behemoth. Especially that big glans, like a big mushroom, with raised ridges, thick flesh, and a purplish-red sheen.
When Baihua Fairy saw it, she was so frightened that she was speechless. She thought to herself, "Such a thick, long, hard thing! How can I bear it if it goes into my narrow little hole?! Can I stand it?! I'll be bursting... It'll be a miracle if it bursts..."
After taking off his clothes, Long Ling pounced on Baihua Fairy and hugged her tightly and kissed her. At this moment, the two of them were kissing each other's almost naked skin, which felt like being electrocuted. The alcohol was burning in their blood, which ignited their burning desire.
Chapter 018: Pushing Baihua Fairy (4)
Their lips were pressed tightly together. This beautiful woman, who was experiencing the taste of kissing for the first time, was jumping around like a deer. She was at a loss and let herself be manipulated. Long Ling slowly slipped his tongue into the fairy's small mouth. She blushed and responded passionately to her lover, shyly offering her own tongue to his mouth, licking each other. It
was a long kiss, as if time had stood still. Their tongues intertwined, exchanging the burning flames of desire, rubbing against each other's teeth and the soft insides of their mouths, their four arms embracing each other tightly like octopus tentacles. "Mmm...
" the woman groaned, almost sobbing, suddenly relaxing her arms and softly wrapping them around Long Ling's waist.
Long Ling and the woman kissed passionately, and when their lips finally parted, the woman's eyes were hazy, her cheeks flushed a delicate, alluring blush. Long Ling stretched his tongue as far as he could, licking the woman's smooth, porcelain-like cheeks. Slowly, one lick at a time, starting from the tip of her chin and moving down to her temples, like the intimate gesture one makes when seeing something beloved. Then, his head slowly moved down the woman's beautiful curves, from her long neck to her slightly sunken collarbone, and then suddenly up her beautiful curves again.
His hands excitedly roamed over the fairy's body, trying to untie the ribbons of her bodice on her back and around her neck. The fairy blushed deeply, murmuring shyly, "Oh...no...Prince...you...can't...do this...mmm..."
Although the woman cried out "no," she struggled slightly, raising her delicate body, which made it easier for Long Ling to untie the knot at the back of her bodice.
As the bodice fell away, two snow-white breasts, like pears, sprang forth. On these breasts grew two red buds, each bearing a nipple like a red bean. Her breasts were not only full and firm, but also round and solid—truly adorable and beautiful.
Her breasts were completely naked before Long Ling's eyes; these precious breasts had never been seen by him at such close range before. She had seen it all before, and now it was completely exposed, allowing Long Ling to feast his eyes on it. She blushed deeply, her eyes tightly shut.
The initially shy Fire Saintess wanted to push Long Ling away, but he instead pressed his head against her breasts, grasping her right breast with one hand and kissing and sucking on its pinkish flesh. He licked the erect nipple with his tongue, taking the bright red tip into his mouth, licking it with his tongue and gently biting it with his teeth.
The pleasure of licking and kissing her breasts and nipples sent shivers through her body, making her tremble. This feeling gave her a sweet and comfortable sensation. Feeling incredibly light and airy, as if her whole body had lost its soul, she couldn't bear to push Long Ling away. She hoped he would continue kissing her, giving her even greater pleasure, but she was also afraid that he would do something inappropriate. She was caught in a dilemma, torn between fear and love.
He pressed his head against her fragrant breasts, sucking and licking her tender, bamboo shoot-like nipples, teasing them with his tongue, licking and biting them. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers couldn't resist the tingling sensations from his teasing breasts. Her jade hands gripped Long Ling's head tightly, her cherry lips slightly parted, her pearly teeth glistening with saliva, as she moaned softly. Her eyes, alluring and dreamlike, seemed half-drunk, half-awake. His kisses
moved slowly upwards from her pink breasts, kissing her cherry-like lips, then slowly downwards, his tongue carefully licking every inch of skin it touched, finally stopping at the tips of her full breasts. Gently, he sucked on the two swollen nipples. Sometimes, Long Ling would deliberately bite the base of the nipples with his teeth, then slowly rub his tongue against the ripe cherries in his mouth.
The woman frowned, trying to endure, yet she couldn't help but moan, "Mmm... mmm..."
She gasped for breath. It was so tempting; the moans, as if she were enduring some kind of pain, greatly encouraged Long Ling's already vigorous fighting spirit. His tongue, reluctantly leaving her nipple, continued its descent, finally reaching the woman's mysterious garden.
While his mouth kissed her, his right hand also restlessly slipped into the beauty's crotch, touching the soft, sparse pubic hair. Long Ling's fingers probed, parting the thicket of hair, finding the mysterious, moist entrance at the slightly protruding vulva, already somewhat damp. The woman reflexively tightened her legs, clamping them together, preventing him from taking any further action.
Long Ling's hand was trapped between her legs, unable to move forward or backward, so he had to stop temporarily. Never before had Long Ling's hand touched her sacred vulva; her heart was filled with both joy and fear. The Fire Saintess wanted to break free from Long Ling's fingers, but the masculine heat emanating from his palm pressing against her private parts had already made her whole body... A tingling sensation washed over her, leaving her weak and unable to resist. She slightly relaxed her legs.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Long Ling forcefully spread her thighs, inserting his fingers into her vagina and gently probing. When the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers realized that her tender orifice was being penetrated by fingers, she tried to stop him, but it seemed too late. Once her jade orifice was being probing and played with by Long Ling, she immediately lost all strength, lying paralyzed on the bed, her cherry lips half-open, moaning and panting, letting Long Ling lavishly caress her secret place, her pink face flushed with a rosy blush.
Long Ling placed his knee between her legs to prevent her from closing them again, occasionally gently kneading her clitoris. "Ah...no...don't pinch that...oh...good brother...please...I can't take it anymore..." This was understandable, as the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers had touched and rubbed her clitoris while bathing. She had experience; the moment her fingers touched it, her whole body would feel tingling, numb, and itchy. Tonight, being kneaded by a man's fingers made it even more so, numb, and itchy, with a unique sensation.
She tried to break free, but she was too weak. She was almost paralyzed from being groped, moaning softly, her legs bending and stretching. She felt she couldn't control herself tonight, her brain seemed to have stopped working. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were languid, and her whole body trembled. One hand, which was meant to pull Long Ling's hand away, ended up resting on his.
But his fingers didn't stop, continuing to gently knead and probe the warm, slippery, and wet Peach Blossom Spring Cave, inserting and withdrawing. This aroused the Hundred Flower Fairy, causing her jade body to writhe uncontrollably, her small mouth emitting soft moans and gasps, her juices flowing like a tide, soaking her panties and dripping onto the grass.
His palm rubbed between her legs, his fingers rubbing her clitoris. The Hundred Flower Fairy's private parts were being wantonly caressed by Long Ling; her face flushed red, she only shyly closing her eyes tightly, letting Long Ling recklessly caress and kiss her entire body. At this moment, the beauty was aroused to the point of trembling and writhing, her face flushed, her eyes filled with spring-like allure, her heart throbbing with desire, a burning lust raging within her, her small mouth unable to suppress soft moans.
The identity of the Holy Maiden allowed the Hundred Flower Fairy to retain a sliver of reason. Tears streamed down her phoenix eyes, and her delicate body twisted and struggled uneasily. "Oh...no...I'm a Holy Maiden...I have to remain a virgin...um...no...you can't do this...Your Highness...ah...don't do this...
please...don't do this...I'm so scared...um..."
"My beloved Holy Maiden...you are so beautiful...so beautiful that Jun'er has fallen in love with you...don't be afraid...no one will know...I will cherish you...I want to enjoy your beautiful body...I will make you feel good...you don't need to use a fake penis anymore...I want you to enjoy the pleasure of making love..." Long Ling whispered lewd and provocative words in the Hundred Flower Fairy's ear while touching the fairy's fragrant vulva with his hand.
"Ugh... How embarrassing..." The secret of the fake penis had been discovered by him, and the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers immediately blushed with shame. In Long Ling's eyes, this only made her more alluring and captivating, further fueling his ambition to possess the saintess's body. Hearing her seductive moans only intensified Long Ling's desire to remove the woman's modesty.
"Oh... Your Highness... You... you lecher... you little devil... how could you... take off my pants... ugh...
no... please... please... don't do this, okay?" The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was probably unbearably itchy from the teasing, and the alcohol was taking effect. Although she said she couldn't do this, she struggled and raised her buttocks, allowing Long Ling to easily remove her panties. He saw the pinkish-red downy hair clinging wetly to her vulva, his fingers inserted between her plump little mounds, enveloped by the tight, swirling flesh of her labia.
After stripping away the cloth covering the Fire Saintess's lower body, Long Ling still held her soft, snow-white body tightly, his right hand constantly rubbing her clitoris, his mouth continuously sucking on her nipples. Only now did the Hundred Flower Fairy truly experience the pleasure of naked skin-to-skin contact between two sexes, and the unique, tingling sensation of being forcefully played with by a man, making her body feel intensely itchy and uncomfortable. Her vagina was constantly flowing with lustful fluids, and she couldn't help but moan, "Oh...good brother...no...don't play anymore...humph...I can't take it anymore...ah..."
The woman's plump legs were pressed together, but this not-so-thick defense was utterly unable to resist the enemy's attack...or perhaps it would be more accurate to say it was an attack from the depths of her own desire. Long Ling grasped the woman's slender legs and gently parted them, immediately revealing the entire panorama of her secret garden to his greedy eyes. "Ah..." the Hundred Flower Fairy couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
On the high, plump mons pubis, hidden among the lush, fragrant grass, that wanton and beautiful flower had already bloomed. Perhaps due to its full maturity, the deep red petals were fuller and softer than those of an ordinary woman, the moist petals trembling slightly, beckoning visitors to explore further.
Chapter 019: Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (5)
"Too embarrassing..." came a woman's shy voice from above, and her originally fair skin was now flushed with a peach color. However, "Open it up and let me see!" Long Ling made such a request to the mature and noble Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, "Please open it up yourself and let me see... Fairy sister..."
It was really too much of a request, "Ugh... No... You want me to do that... You're so bad...", Fairy of a Hundred Flowers blushed, even the roots of her ears turned red. Open it up and let me see... Mother...
The woman, already blushing to the extreme, couldn't help but let out a soft breath after hearing Long Ling repeatedly call her "Mother" in a coquettish tone. Her fortress of shyness crumbled.
Her hands moved up from under her rounded buttocks, her long, slender fingers pinching the ends of her labia and pulling them apart. The most beautiful and hidden part of her secret garden was revealed. The stamens, slightly lighter in color than the petals and therefore more vibrant, shone brightly in the candlelight, as radiant as the rising sun. Long Ling, stunned by this beauty, held her breath, her eyes fixed on the scene before her.
Due to the pulling of her fingers... The flower's stamen split open, forming a winding, secluded cavern. Around the cavern walls, the bright red vaginal flesh contracted with excitement.
As if sensing the burning gaze, more transparent fluid gushed from the center of the petals. Sticky and glistening, it emitted a strange fragrance that filled Long Ling's nostrils.
At the upper part of the flower's heart, where the two petals had previously met, the small nut, about the size of a peanut, had swelled fully, covered in semen. The smooth, delicate fruit lasciviously tempted Long Ling's lips. With a "slurp," Long Ling sucked on the red fruit, savoring its erotic taste.
Long Ling licked and sucked her labia majora and minora, as well as her clitoris, with his tongue. He then reached out to touch, knead, and pinch Baihua Fairy's breasts and nipples. Occasionally, he would suck on her labia majora and minora with his lips, and then bite and suck on her clitoris with his teeth, teasing her until she felt a strange pleasure spreading throughout her body.
This gave Baihua Fairy a unique and wonderful sensation she had never experienced before. He buried his face between her legs and licked the sensitive tip of her vulva with his tongue. Long Ling's oral sex skills excited Baihua Fairy so much that tears almost streamed down her face. She could only feel the warm breath from his mouth and a tingling, sour, and itchy sensation spreading throughout her body. She felt both incredibly uncomfortable and incredibly comfortable.
When he licked her labia majora and minora, it was a tingling, sour, and itchy sensation; when he gently bit her clitoris, it was a slight pain; when he sucked and licked her clitoris, the slight pain disappeared, followed by a piercing, sour, and itchy sensation. The Flower Fairy involuntarily thrust her enormous buttocks upwards, crying out, "Oh...no...don't...I can't take it..." Her voice trembled strangely, filled with sensuality and wantonness, like a heart-stopping scream.
Dragon Feather's tongue knew how to operate, how to skillfully tease and arouse the Flower Fairy's desire, while his hands kneaded her large breasts and nipples, launching a pincer attack on two of her most sensitive erogenous zones.
The woman swayed her body involuntarily, occasionally thrusting her plump buttocks upwards, allowing Long Ling's tongue to lick deeper and suck harder, making her feel more comfortable and pleasurable. She moaned, "Little devil... stop licking... ouch... bite lighter... you little devil... you want to hurt me to death..."
Licking, grinding, sucking, biting... on the fully blooming petals, stamens, and heart of her flower... everywhere visible to the naked eye was covered with tiny droplets of water, while even more nectar was gushing out from the depths of her body like a tide.
The Flower Fairy's thighs wrapped around Long Ling's head like snakes, the tightness almost suffocating. However, Long Ling's lips parted from her flower lips, and he smiled, dipping his finger in the sticky nectar and holding it up to the woman's eyes, "Look, Flower Fairy Mother..."
"Am I really... such a lewd woman?" the Flower Fairy cried out in her heart. As if performing some kind of ceremony, Long Ling resolutely put her fingertips, which were wrapped with fine, shiny silk threads, into her mouth and sucked the nectar off them. Then she stood up and admired the beautiful, fairy-like body.
All her clothes were removed, and the Flower Fairy was stripped naked, lying sprawled on the bed. Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed with spring, white with a rosy glow; her arched eyebrows resembled the bright moon; her large, watery eyes shone like stars; her small, fragrant lips were slightly upturned, like cherries, and her breath was as sweet as orchids; her high, straight, pink nose resembled a hanging gall bladder; her pear-shaped, full breasts had pink nipples the size of lotus seeds, standing erect on bright red areolas; her voluptuous, mature, curvaceous, and beautiful body was as exquisite as crystal, exuding a faint fragrance. Combined with her slender figure, her fair and delicate skin like frost and snow, her round, pert buttocks, and her shapely, smooth legs, her prominent mons pubis and thick pubic hair were incredibly alluring.
Her flawless, jade-like skin drove Long Ling wild with desire, making him unable to resist any longer. He gently caressed the Hundred Flower Fairy's naked body, which exuded a sweet, fleshy scent mixed with a faint aroma of wine. He stroked her hair, her soft, tender ears, and her rosy forehead, his hands boldly teasing her, roaming over her firm, full, and soft breasts, kneading her small, adorable nipples, which swelled and became erect.
He spread her snow-white, rounded legs apart, revealing a fleshy slit in the center of her thick, lush pubic hair, the entrance slightly parted, her labia red and tender. Long Ling knelt on the woman's full, delicate body, the tip of his purple jade flute teasing her clitoris, which resembled a peanut, and occasionally rubbing her blooming petals. "Mmm... hum..." The natural physiological reaction caused the Hundred Flower Fairy to involuntarily let out moans, her vulva secreting moist, lustful fluids.
This was the first time the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers had ever been naked and embracing Long Ling, lying face to face on the bed, flirting with each other. The thought of soon engaging in the most intimate acts of lovemaking with Long Ling, the ultimate pleasures of the world, satisfying her desires and filling her emptiness and loneliness, filled her with a surge of shyness.
However, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was already at the peak of arousal, her entire body felt as if it were engulfed in a raging fire, burning hot, her mouth dry, her breath ragged, and her heart pounding. She desperately needed a source of hydration to extinguish this raging fire of passion.
With Long Ling pressing down on her face, his hard, large penis against her clitoris, it was like a flood bursting its banks, causing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers to collapse completely; her last line of defense had crumbled. She couldn't help but hug Long Ling tightly, kissing him passionately. Her buttocks lifted up and twisted, letting Long Ling's large glans touch and rub against her clitoris, making her feel numb and comfortable.
Chapter 020: Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (6)
Facing the passionate and seductive fairy under his crotch, Long Ling used his thick and long penis to press against her plump vulva with pubic hair, rubbing the glans against her tight and tender opening, gently teasing her. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers panted more rapidly, her pink and white buttocks twisting incessantly, her vulva numb and itchy, transparent lustful fluid overflowing, moistening her labia and making her rosy vulva look extremely beautiful.
One hand teased the opening of the secret passage, making the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers unable to help but twist her body. Long Ling wasn't in a rush; he was enjoying the foreplay. The beauty, however, was suffering. Long Ling's body and hands roamed over her, not wanting to miss a single inch of her skin. His tongue occupied her highly sensitive nipples, sucking until they hardened and her areolas swelled. Her lower body was dripping with lustful fluids, her warm vulva wet and sticky. The thick fluid clung to Long Ling's fiery hot penis, making it grow even larger and hotter as it lightly touched her delicate thighs.
She could feel that Long Ling's actions alone were enough to make her lose control. Even if their martial arts skills weren't that different, just his touch would make her irresistibly offer herself to him. Having abandoned her saintly dignity and pride, Fairy Baihua laboriously straightened her upper body, which had become languid and weak from Long Ling's teasing, and whispered in his ear, "I...I can't take it anymore..."
"How about it? I don't want to be accused of raping a saintly maiden!" "You're so naughty..." Fairy Baihua blushed, confident in her intelligence, knowing that Long Ling was waiting for her surrender, waiting for her to offer herself up for his pleasure. "I...I surrender...I...my good husband...come on..."
"You have to say it first..." "Say what?" "Say...please, brother, let me fuck your little cunt." Long Ling gently nudged her with his finger, causing Fairy Baihua to let out a soft moan that sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain. Of course, she didn't want to surrender so easily; if she did, she would be completely under Long Ling's control, with no way to escape.
But Long Ling's flirting skills were truly unparalleled. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt her body burning with desire, her heart in turmoil. She involuntarily twisted her slender waist, letting the tingling, itchy walls of her secret passage meet Long Ling's touch. The more he touched that spot, the more it tingled and itched, but the ever-surging, tingling sensation made her irresistibly surrender to his unrestrained hands.
Under the powerful impact of burning passion, even a beauty as cold and aloof as the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers finally broke down, responding to Long Ling's actions with a mixture of resistance and acceptance. Her delicate hand even gently caressed his incredibly hot penis; clearly, Long Ling, on top of her, had also been holding back for a long time.
"Brother... take me..." she gasped, completely surrendering, offering her body. The shame made her whole body burn, and the warmth of the dragon feather pressed against her body also brought her a sense of pleasure. "So you've finally asked me to take you?" he said with a hint of triumph. "Louder..." "Good brother... fuck me..." Tortured by lust, the Hundred Flower Fairy felt tears slide down her burning cheeks, turning into steam, having no effect on cooling her burning desire.
"Louder... I like to hear... hear you unable to take it..." "Brother... come and fuck my little cunt..." the Hundred Flower Fairy cried out even louder. Only then did the dragon feather pry open her legs, which were tightly clamped around his fingers. His fingers, already sticky with fluid, were trapped in her secret passage. Her pink, tender, smooth, and adorable labia opened, their beautiful state, glistening with juice, awaiting the dragon feather's powerful pleasure.
Shifting his lower body, Long Ling grasped the erect and thirsty penis and touched it to the entrance. He gently slid the glans against her vulva, slowly rubbing it to coat it with her juices for better lubrication. Then, he slowly and gently pushed the hard, large penis into the wet opening. The woman was now burning with desire; her peach blossom cave was already slightly open, revealing her beautiful, alluring red labia and tender vaginal walls. Her vagina was soaked with juices, allowing the large glans to slowly squeeze into the peach blossom cave. The Hundred
Flower Fairy, with her eyes closed and moaning, felt the scraping force increasing, causing her juices to flow freely. The object slowly pushed in, and she felt a huge thing pressing against her vagina, the entrance being forcibly forced open, a wave of pain rising within her.
The Flower Fairy was terrified. "Oh no...it hurts...it really hurts...please spare me...the Flower Fairy cannot lose her virginity...please..." She hurriedly tried to cover her vulva with her hands, preventing the large penis from penetrating further. Unfortunately, her hand touched the penis, and she quickly withdrew it. She was both ashamed and frightened, not knowing what to do.
"Don't be afraid... my dear sister... come... touch it..." Long Ling held her jade hand and stroked his large penis. At first, the Hundred Flower Fairy was a little shy and struggled, but then she tried to touch it with her fingers, and finally she even grasped it with her hand. "Ah... it's so hot... so thick... and so long... it's terrifying... if it goes in any deeper, it will hurt so much..."
She felt Long Ling's huge penis slowly opening her virgin path, stretching it wider and wider. Her lower body was burning with pain from the huge thing, but she couldn't cry out. Long Ling had already blocked her small mouth, his tongue sweeping over her tightly clenched teeth, and even her delicate little tongue was being seduced.
At this moment, his large glans was tightly gripped by the saintess's vagina, feeling warm and tingling. He couldn't hear the woman's pleas and cries. The pleasurable sensation made Long Ling impulsively push his hard penis in, forcing it open and opening the fairy's vagina. Long Ling's penis had already touched the proof of her virginity.
"Ah..." Fairy Baihua screamed in agony as the enormous rod forcefully forced open her jade orifice. The massive glans was shoved inside, causing her to grit her teeth in pain, her face turning pale. The tearing pain drove her to desperately push against Long Ling's lower abdomen with both hands, trying to stop him from thrusting further. She cried out in agony, "Don't move anymore...it hurts so much..." Her face turned from red to ashen, cold sweat beaded on her forehead, her alluring eyes rolled back, and her teeth clenched tightly, as if in immense agony.
Blinded by lust, Long Ling had thrust in forcefully. Only now, hearing the woman's agonizing cries, did he realize she was still a virgin. How could she possibly withstand such a frenzied deflowering? Seeing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' face turn deathly pale with pain, her whole body trembling, looking utterly frail and helpless, he felt a deep pity for her. So he stopped his attack, tenderly embracing her. "Dear sister...bear with it...you'll soon reap the rewards...endless joy..." He stroked her breasts, kneaded her nipples, and gently kissed her face, arousing her desire.
"Brother...this is my first time...your is so big...it's so full and painful...it's unbearable...please stop...who knew it would be this painful..." The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' brows furrowed, enduring the pain in her lower body.
"Silly sister...don't be afraid...it's bound to hurt when a virgin is deflowered...if you don't go all the way the first time...it will still hurt the next time...just bear with it a little longer..." Long Ling gently brushed aside the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' disheveled hair, lowering his head to kiss her earlobe, while his other hand caressed the buds on her breasts.
"Then...brother...be gentle...don't be too rough...have mercy on your sister..." The pain was slowly subsiding. Long Ling pulled out the purple jade flute and deliberately placed the glans on the jade gate a few times. The woman began to utter beautiful moans, and her body began to twist.
Long Ling's body pressed against the soft breasts, and the woman's sweet lips were being sucked. The Hundred Flower Fairy began to show a happy expression, and her eyes shone with the light of spring. Long Ling's penis lingered in the thick pubic hair, and the crimson flesh of the vagina was pregnant with a soul-stirring crack, as if welcoming someone to open the door.
Chapter 021: Pushing Down the Hundred Flower Fairy (7)
At this time, the crack had already revealed lustful fluid, which was the love fluid that flowed out after caressing. The saintess showed a lustful expression, and the pink labia minora that had been exposed were now outside the jade gate. Long Ling was so excited that he almost shed tears. In fact, he could be excited for half a day just by thinking about the title of Hundred Flower Fairy and her high status. What's more, the Hundred Flower Fairy herself was a beautiful woman with a thousand charms? This further ignited his hidden, forbidden desires.
At this moment, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers lay naked before him, completely at his mercy. This sense of superior dominance, coupled with the long-awaited, impending abuse and defilement, how could it not make his penis hard and his lust boil? Unable to suppress the itch within, Long Ling grasped his enormous penis, focusing intently on the entrance to her body, forcefully embracing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' elastic, full buttocks, and then pressed down sharply, tightly overlapping with the woman's body.
"Don't worry... good sister... a short pain is better than a long one... just bear with it a little longer..." Long Ling felt his glans pressing against something, the power of his jade stem ravaging the soft hymen of her virginity, and the saintess let out a mournful cry.
Regardless of whether the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers could bear it or not, Long Ling pulled her hands apart and thrust his hips forward. With a scream of "Ouch...", his thick, long, and enormous jade flute plunged into the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' tight, narrow spring cave with a "whoosh," sharply tearing open her elastic hymen.
She had thought her lover would be gentle, but instead, he thrust forcefully, inserting his entire large penis all the way in. Her opening was quite small, and his was so large; the insertion was excruciatingly painful. Her whole body trembled, sweat beaded on her forehead, and her eyes rolled back. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt as if her flower cave was being pierced by a sharp blade, and instinctively tried to use her hands to resist, but Long Ling held her hands tightly, rendering her immobile.
Her pure body writhed, and the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' sacred hymen tore open like ripping cloth, creating a path for his penis to penetrate.
Bright red rose petals, overflowing with the blood of a virgin's first love, dampened the white sheets with a few drops of crimson blood.
The saint's vagina was so tight, enveloping her so completely, especially the entrance to her honey pot, which gripped the large glans tightly, sucking and licking incessantly, causing an unbearable tingling sensation that made Long Ling feel an indescribable pleasure throughout his body. Long Ling began to thrust gently, but the woman beneath him was still in excruciating pain, panting and sweating profusely as she cried out, "Ouch...no...your is so big...ah...gentle...please be gentle...it hurts so much...I can't take it anymore..."
He was intoxicated by the pleasure of deflowering a virgin, especially the tight little hole that gripped his large penis so tightly, it felt so good, so satisfying. The painful expression on Baihua Fairy's face was particularly gratifying to Long Ling. "Baby...just bear with it a little longer...it'll be over soon..."
The hot penis tingled against the tight walls of her hole, and although it was so slippery that Baihua Fairy blushed, Long Ling knew that if he went all the way in, the beauty beneath him would not be able to bear it. So he could only grind slowly, enjoying the wonderful touch of caressing her smooth, jade-like skin.
Ascending over her snow-white, delicate body, Long Ling slowly thrust his lower body, penetrating her tight flower path, while leisurely admiring the beautiful expression of pain and pleasure coexisting on the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' pretty face with the air of a conqueror. His demonic hands restlessly played with her two plump, perky breasts and two hard, cherry-red nipples.
Feeling a piercing pain in her tight, narrow passage—a pain of the most unforgettable kind—the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers trembled as she endured it, her limbs tightly gripping Long Ling, desperately trying to open her vagina and suppress the immense agony. Finally, his penis plunged deep inside, reaching her very core. Their arduous cooperation, their rapid breathing, their gentle thrusts gradually allowed his penis to move freely within the narrow passage, lessening the pain and increasing the pleasure.
After a long while, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt a hot, thick penis penetrating her vagina. Although there was still a slight tearing pain, it was gradually subsiding. The pervasive tingling and itching waves brought about by the omnipresent sexual techniques made her arch her back to tightly envelop Long Ling's deep penis, enjoying the burning heat that made her feel like her soul was floating.
Waves of tingling, numbing pleasure assaulted her heart, making her close her eyes in shame and struggle slightly, gently twisting her hips. Feeling the beauty struggling and twisting beneath him, Long Ling knew she had recovered from the pain, so he slowly thrust his thick, purple jade flute in and out of her flower cave, while bending down to suckle her swollen, erect pink breasts.
Gradually, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt the tearing pain slowly disappear, replaced by a tingling, itchy sensation. Her high, firm breasts were being kissed, making her heart tingle and itch. The pain on her face changed, gradually transforming from agony into pleasure, comfort, and enjoyment, eventually turning into a wanton ecstasy. Her honeyed depths slowly released fluids, making it easier for Long Ling to penetrate her.
The Purple Jade Flute slowly withdrew and then gently inserted again, gradually bringing the Hundred Flower Fairy to the surface. Deep within her vagina, in her honeyed bud, each touch of the large glans sent a spasmodic wave of pleasure through her, sending tremors through her limbs. A surge of fluid welled up within her, and her vaginal opening became wet and slippery, making Long Ling's movements smooth and easy. However, he still dared not thrust too forcefully, fearing he might hurt the beautiful woman again.
At this moment, the Hundred Flower Fairy had already tasted the pleasurable sensation of penetration. Long Ling's slow movements not only failed to quell her itching but also caused her some discomfort.
She desperately needed Long Ling to thrust forcefully into her vagina to feel pleasure, but she was too embarrassed to say it. So she could only stick her buttocks out and twist them so that her vaginal opening could be hit by the large glans quickly and violently.
Long Ling gradually increased his strength, thrusting his penis in and out of her tight little hole nine times shallowly and once deeply, causing waves of pleasure to spread throughout the long-parched Fairy Flower's body. The frenzied thrusting ignited the hidden desires deep within her untouched little hole. She completely collapsed, her lustful desires rapidly overwhelming her. How could her long-dormant little hole withstand the wild thrusting of that real, large penis?
Although she was being violated and possessed by Long Ling, the saintess's physiological functions were stirred, and reason gradually sank and was buried. It could not resist the burning of the fervent desire within her. The lustful pleasure rose slowly, stimulation and tension impacting every cell in her body. Fairy Flower felt the fullness inside her little hole, and the frequent touches on her sensitive clitoris made her pleasure climb to its peak. "Ah...oh..." she moaned, her delicate body trembling. She could no longer resist.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, having served as the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers for many years, had never had an intimate relationship with Long Ling. Unexpectedly, after years of chastity, she was raped in her empty boudoir. Long Ling's penis thrust in and out of her vagina, the swelling, burning, full, and warm sensation making her uncontrollably aroused and burning with lust. For the first time in her life, she had been played with by Long Ling, and this sensual stimulation, so different from what she had obtained with her own hands, filled her with excitement mixed with shame.
The ignited desire caused her body to spasm, her flesh tightly sucking on the penis inside. Her virgin vagina, never before penetrated, was surprisingly tight and narrow, making Long Ling cry out in pleasure, "Oh... beautiful saintess... your vagina is so tight... it feels so good..."
The incredibly sharp attack made the Hundred Flower Fairy breathe heavily with pleasure. She wrapped her arms around Long Ling, her plump buttocks began to twist and thrust up and down, her pink face flushed and she sighed shyly, "Alas... you little devil... you have such audacity... you dared to defile the Hundred Flower Fairy... you have completely ruined my chastity and reputation..."
"Good sister... you and I are already one... don't sigh... I will love you forever..." Long Ling comforted her gently, kissing the saintess's pink face and fragrant neck with his burning lips, making her feel waves of tingling. He pressed his advantage, leaning in to kiss the Hundred Flower Fairy's small, fragrant mouth. He passionately sucked on the fairy's fragrant tongue, his large penis still occasionally exploring her vagina, causing her delicate body to tremble and feel like she was dying of pleasure.
Primal lust overcame reason and ethics, and she, who had long been alone in her empty chamber, was immersed in Long Ling's vigorous assault. After a while, the Hundred Flower Fairy broke free from his passionate kiss, her face flushed with shyness, her eyes slightly closed, and she softly cried out, "Ah... my chaste body has been violated by you... the Hundred Flower Fairy who has lost her virginity... do as you please..."
Upon hearing this, Long Ling knew that the fairy's heart had been stirred, and he was happy to thrust more vigorously. The Hundred Flower Fairy, having abandoned her sense of shame, felt as if insects were crawling and biting deep inside her vagina, both uncomfortable and pleasurable, an indescribable pleasure rippling through her body, and her plump buttocks kept thrusting and welcoming him with each thrust.
The ignited passion compelled the Flower Fairy to reveal her wanton and lewd instincts. She moaned and groaned, her lips slightly parted, uttering repeated, soul-stirring cries of pleasure, "Oh...you little rascal...ah...so good...good...my little hole can't take it anymore...you're so amazing..." Her suppressed pleasure finally transformed into wanton cries of joy. Her heart, burning with desire and confused, could no longer restrain herself. Her voice trembled as she moaned, "Hmm...harder...harder...oh..."
The Flower Fairy writhed, constantly raising her buttocks, only to find herself itchy and uncomfortable. Her little mouth couldn't help but utter lewd cries again, "Oh...
brother...it doesn't hurt so much anymore...hmm...I want to make you happy...I want you to have a good time...oh okay...
my lord...thrust hard...fuck me..."
"How about it... Holy Maiden... Brother didn't lie to you, did he..." Long Ling was overjoyed that the Holy Maiden would be so enthusiastic. "Let me soothe your loneliness and thirst..." The huge red mushroom head trembled and suddenly pierced into the already fully lubricated vagina, thrusting vigorously into the little hole, making the Hundred Flower Fairy, who was experiencing the first time, moan and groan. "Ouch... thrust as hard as you can... fuck me to death... ah... so beautiful... oh..." she responded to Long Ling with moans, her plump white buttocks swaying involuntarily.
Seeing the fairy's seductive and wanton expression, knowing she had begun to taste the pleasure and sweetness of male-female sex, Long Ling attacked even more forcefully and rapidly. His large glans pounded into her clitoris, driving Chi Xia to the brink of ecstasy. She twisted her plump buttocks to meet his thrusts, her eyes blazing with lust, moaning, "Oh...you're killing me...it's so beautiful..."
The room was filled with sounds of passion. The hibiscus bed creaked under the weight of his penis, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, the wet, slurping sounds of her juices, her moans and gasps, all intertwined to create a sensual and alluring symphony of love.
Letting this once icy saintly woman embrace him, Long Ling began to thrust his lower body. The amplitude of his thrusts increased. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers couldn't help but moan softly, twisting her hips to let her secret passage be completely scalded by the fire. "Ah...faster...I'm going to heaven...I can't take it anymore...oh..." The
hard penis felt an indescribable pleasure from the hot fluid inside the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers. Looking at the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' seductive expression and her silky, alluring eyes, Long Ling no longer showed any mercy. He thrust his hips up and down, pumping and pounding hard, his large penis relentlessly pounding her flower core.
This drove the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers to the brink of ecstasy, shaking her head and swaying her body, her eyes gleaming with desire, her body twisting wildly as she moaned and cried out, "Oh...so comfortable...so pleasurable...ouch...harder...oh..." Long Ling's blood surged, his desire burning even more intensely. He quickly lifted her legs with both hands, pressing them down against her chest, making her entire flower cave even more prominent and hard, thrusting and pounding, each time reaching the very bottom, each time hitting her flesh.
A wave of tingling, itchy, and numb sensations washed over her nerves, causing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers to shed her snow-white, icy exterior and wholeheartedly rendezvous with Long Ling's penis. She cried out in wanton pleasure, the exquisite sensations carrying her to the heavens. Suckling desperately for air, she gasped for breath, letting her vaginal fluids gush forth, reaching a blissful state.
"Oh...I'm going to die...I'm going to be fucked to death...I can't take it anymore...I'm coming..." The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was completely overwhelmed by Long Ling's ministrations, experiencing a state of ecstasy and near death, unable to speak coherently. A powerful stream of vaginal fluid shot forcefully from her flower-like opening, filling her entire vagina and flowing down the shaft, dripping onto the bedsheets with a mixture of virgin blood and vaginal fluid, leaving a large, wet patch. The woman lay paralyzed on the bed, exhausted from the pleasure.
Long Ling, who was thrusting vigorously, saw the Holy Maiden lying weakly on the bed after releasing her vaginal fluids, and immediately felt a loss of energy and boredom.
So he changed to a more leisurely approach, slowly grinding her secret orifice, his hands kneading her pink breasts, hoping to reignite the fairy's desire.
Chapter 022: Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (8)
In the deep night, moonlight half-penetrated into the room, illuminating the naked man and woman on the bed. The woman was panting, her cheeks after the orgasm looking so delicate and luscious, her slightly damp eyes pressed against Long Ling's heart. Is the beauty comfortable? "Hmm...
" The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers curled up in Long Ling's warm, fiery embrace, so comfortable that she couldn't say a word, letting Long Ling's penis penetrate her.
"Do you want more, my little slut?" "You've already defiled me, what else can I say?" The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers buried her fiery red face in Long Ling's arms after her unrestrained pleasure, "Do whatever you want, do whatever you want to ruin me. I'm a withered flower and a weak woman, can I resist?"
"Don't be angry, my good sister. Let me make it up to you, okay?" "What can you compensate me for?" The Flower Fairy looked up, her pretty face flushed and streaked with tears. "You've taken everything from me! Chastity is the most important thing for a girl. What am I going to do now?"
"I'll come every night from now on, so you can be happy every night, okay?" "You're so annoying...
" "One more time?" "No, please."
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers cried out as Long Ling withdrew his penis. Blood and vaginal fluids overflowed as he pulled out, staining the bed. "You hurt me so much just now! So rough the first time! What am I supposed to do now? I'm afraid to sleep!"
"The first time always hurts, it'll get much better later." Long Ling gently patted the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' bare back, comforting her as he wiped the mess from her genitals. "You were very happy just now, weren't you? Much better than me, right?" "Mmm...
" the woman responded softly, her eyes half-closed, feeling shy and embarrassed at the words. "But I can't let him think I can do it all by hand, can I? What if he doesn't come again?"
"I promise, I'll make you feel just as much pleasure every time I come, otherwise..."
"The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was busy with her hands, so she could only use her delicate, luscious cherry lips to seal the Dragon Feather's mouth, letting him tease her for a while. After a long period of tender entanglement, she finally managed to speak, 'Sister believes you, don't make such a vow. I'm just afraid...' '
I'm just afraid that if I can't come, sister's nights will be unbearable from now on?' 'You naughty boy...
' the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers said coquettishly, 'It's all because of you that sister can't extricate herself. You must come, otherwise sister will suffer to death.' 'With such a captivating beauty as my sister, it would be hard for me not to come.' 'Sister entrusts her whole life to you, don't let me down.' 'Hmm...you little woman in the prime of your life, the loneliness of your boudoir is hard to bear.'
Having shed all her cold and arrogant exterior, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was now simply a gentle and alluring beauty on the bed. " She embraced Long Ling's chest, her alluring eyes gazing at her lover's face. "Just keep me company! You probably won't have this much time to spend with me in the future, at least let me have some fun tonight."
"Let me satisfy you properly... my little slut...
" "It's all your fault, making me hopelessly in love with you, even disregarding clan rules. I've given you everything, so you'd better treat me well from now on!"
Soon, the weak and powerless Hundred Flower Fairy was reignited by Long Ling's teasing, her body regaining its strength, accepting Long Ling's challenge. She slowly straightened up, twisting her hips, her hands tightly embracing her lover, offering her red lips, and actively extending her fragrant tongue to passionately kiss her lover.
Seeing the holy and beautiful fairy become wanton again, arousing Long Ling's enthusiasm, he parted her two tender labia, grasped his thick penis with his right hand, aimed at her moist and plump cave, and thrust his hips forward suddenly, "whoosh," his huge penis completely disappeared into her vagina. Long Ling was engrossed in his work, thrusting and pounding forcefully, gradually driving the fairy to moan wantonly, "Oh...so good..."
Long Ling began his vigorous exploration, each powerful slam causing the woman's body to tremble. Especially the thick, hard, hot, ridged flesh of his large glans, which, with each thrust, acted like a grinding wheel, fiercely rubbing and scraping against the delicate, slightly wrinkled vaginal walls, giving the fairy an unprecedented sweetness, comfort, and pleasure.
A woman tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, she experienced the exhilaration of sexual intercourse and the blissful, euphoric sensation of ejaculation. At this moment, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers had already tasted the sweetness and savored the pleasure. The tender flesh of her vaginal walls was filled to the brim by the thick penis. With each thrust, the large groove protruding from the glans caused an intense, itchy, and tingling sensation. Moreover, the glans had penetrated deeply into her honeypot, each powerful thrust touching her sensitive clitoris, causing a tingling, numb, and itchy feeling—a complex and indescribable mix of sensations.
The overwhelming pleasure, like a raging storm, combined with the excessive fullness, created a feeling of bursting, unbearable pain, all converging within her. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt as if she were bathed in a raging fire, so passionate, so intoxicating, so exquisitely beautiful.
Now, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was even more wanton than when she had just ejaculated. She kept thrusting her hips up and down, twisting them violently, concentrating all her strength in her buttocks, swaying left and right, thrusting back and forth, to match the Dragon Feather's fierce fucking.
The usually elegant and graceful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was unexpectedly so wanton when it came to penetration, sending waves of pleasure through Long Ling's body and fueling his vigorous thrusts. She spread her pink legs and raised them over his shoulders, her pink, peach-like spring cave glistening with lustful fluids, opening and closing as if starving, drooling with eager anticipation. The purple
jade flute, which had been thrusting into the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers's cave, paused briefly before resuming its rhythmic thrusting. The woman swayed her supple waist, matching the man's rhythm.
Her snow-white feet, resting on Long Ling's shoulders, swayed, even the tips of her toes glistening with an intoxicating pink.
So captivating was it that Long Ling couldn't help but caress the smooth, slender skin of her legs with his palm. At the same time, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers unconsciously pressed her hands against her high, firm breasts, kneading them. Through the gaps between her fingers, which were pressed and deformed against her snow-white pectoral muscles, one could see the hard nipples held between her slender fingers.
"Is it comfortable, Mother?" The multiple stimulations made the beautiful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers look dazed, and she closed her eyes weakly. "So...so happy...
" Her hoarse voice fully expressed the woman's feelings. At this moment, pearl-like tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and slid onto the sheets, which were quickly soaked.
"Please...please love me...let me burn freely...my good man...
" the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers said in a trembling voice.
It was not entirely a plea to herself—in that instant, Long Ling suddenly felt this way, yet he still made this promise, "I will make you happy...Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, sister...
" His abdominal thrusts became faster and more forceful, like a ferocious beast rampaging through the woman's body, while the woman gently and tenaciously embraced the beast's ravages.
His massive penis pounded against the woman's vulva like raindrops, igniting her lust to its peak. Her blood boiled and burned, sending the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers into a frenzy of pleasure, wave after wave of ecstasy washing over her.
Looking down at his own penis inside her vulva, at the two plump, juicy labia that opened and closed with each thrust, and
at the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' face flushed with desire, her eyes blazing with lust—her seductive and wanton appearance was utterly captivating. He thrust his penis in and out with renewed force, his thick shaft moving freely through her already wet and wanton vagina.
"Oh...darling...it feels so good...thrust harder...hmm...it's wonderful...mmm...
" The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers narrowed her alluring eyes, excitedly arching her snow-white neck back, frequently letting out sweet and seductive moans from her small mouth. Her long-empty little hole was being fiercely thrust into by the thick, long purple jade flute, and she cried out in pleasure, having completely forgotten about the matter of the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' chastity, her mind filled only with the joy of fish and water.
The dragon feather felt incredibly comfortable being gripped by the narrow and tight little hole, and changed to a grinding motion, twisting his hips, making the purple jade flute rotate inside the flower hole. "Oh..." The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt incredibly comfortable as his hot, hard, thick, and long jade stem rubbed
against her, revealing her lewd nature. Forgetting all shame, she moaned and cried out in pleasure. The woman excitedly hugged Long Ling tightly with both hands, her raised legs hooking tightly around his waist, her plump buttocks twisting and thrusting up and down desperately to meet the grinding of his manhood. The young and strong Long Ling intoxicated her, so comfortable that she forgot she was being raped and regarded Long Ling as her intimate lover. The sounds of moaning filled the air, and the bed was filled with the colors of spring. Her vagina was deeply wrapped around his penis, and the tight grinding was a pleasure she had never experienced before.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, panting heavily from the penetration, was drenched in fragrant sweat. Her eyes were half-closed, and her beautiful pink face showed the joy of sexual satisfaction. "Ah...so good...you little devil...you're really something...oh...I can't take it...ouch...your thing is too...too big..." wanton and lewd moans frequently escaped from the woman's sexy and seductive red mouth, and wet lustful fluids kept overflowing, soaking the sheets. The two of them indulged in carnal passion.
"Beautiful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers...what do you mean by too big..." Long Ling deliberately teased, asking. "Ugh...you...you're bullying me...you know perfectly well why you're asking...um...it's so embarrassing...it's your cock...your cock is so big...
" Although the Hundred Flower Fairy was blushing deeply, even her ears were glowing red, she still managed to utter shameful, lewd moans.
"My beloved Hundred Flower Fairy...are you satisfied...are you enjoying yourself?" Long Ling's lips curled into a lewd smile. "Um...so good...so comfortable...oh..." The Hundred Flower Fairy's heart pounded, her blood rushed, her desire burned, and her juices flowed freely. She trembled uncontrollably, moaning incessantly.
Long Ling deliberately wanted the dignified and virtuous Fairy of a Hundred Flowers to utter lewd and vulgar terms about sexual organs, so as to encourage her to abandon her shame and fully enjoy the pleasure of sexual intercourse. "Hehe...where does it feel good, little sister..."
"I'm so ashamed...you...you just tease me...um...it feels good down there..." The beautiful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was overwhelmed with shyness, closing her alluring eyes and whispering softly. She had never uttered lewd sexual words to Long Ling before, which made the mature woman feel her breath quicken and her heart flutter.
The woman was panting heavily, but Long Ling pretended to be oblivious. "What feels good down there...tell me...otherwise your dear brother won't know where to make your dear sister feel good..." "It's...it's my little hole down there...it feels so good, so comfortable..." The woman was both ashamed and anxious, blushing and moaning. Long Ling, however, pressed his advantage, "Tell me... what are you doing now, Fairy of a Hundred Flowers..."
"Oh... how embarrassing..." The union of their genitals deepened, his swollen glans exploring and thrusting within her vagina. The glans touching her clitoris produced even stronger pleasure. Fairy of a Hundred Flowers blushed, twisting her plump buttocks, "Sister is... is having sex with brother... oh... it feels so good to be penetrated... Fairy of a Hundred Flowers is a lewd and lustful woman... I love your big cock, brother... ah..."
Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was so comfortable that she was incoherent, practically a wanton woman in the throes of lust. She no longer held back, wantonly welcoming Long Ling's thrusts. The lewd words uttered by the refined and elegant Fairy of a Hundred Flowers showed that she had already submitted to Long Ling.
Long Ling freely played with and caressed the fairy's two full and soft breasts, making Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' peaks even firmer. He sucked and gently pulled them with his lips, stimulating her tender nipples until they stood erect like beans. Enjoying Long Ling's relentless teasing, the Hundred Flower Fairy moaned incessantly, her wanton cries echoing, her body trembling, and her juices flowing freely. Her beautiful face radiated with passionate desire, her slightly open eyes displaying unparalleled allure. "Oh...so good...please...hold me tight...mmm..." her lewd cries revealed boundless love; the Hundred Flower Fairy had unconditionally offered her virginity to her beloved.
Knowing that the beautiful fairy was at the peak of sexual hunger, especially with her mature yet untouched body, if he didn't thrust fiercely now, playing with her until she was exhausted, letting her experience the wonders of sexual intercourse and satisfying her, he feared he would never be able to enjoy her body at will again. Long Ling then rolled off the bed, pulling the fairy's delicate body to the side. Her alluring eyes slightly opened, and she caught sight of the purplish-red jade flute between Long Ling's legs. The fairy's heart skipped a beat.
He placed a pillow under the smooth, round, plump buttocks of the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, making her mons pubis, covered with a tuft of glossy black pubic hair, appear prominent and erect. Long Ling stood by the bed, parted her long, fair legs, and lifted her calves onto his shoulders. Holding his hard penis, he first used the large glans to rub and tease her delicate, moist vulva.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt an unbearable itch all over her body, a mixture of soreness, numbness, and tingling—a feeling that was both pleasurable and uncomfortable, especially the hollow feeling within her vaginal canal. She could only thrust her plump buttocks upwards repeatedly, her labia opening and closing like a carp's mouth, seemingly eager to find food. "Oh...please...stop teasing me...good brother...I want...please hurry up and put it in..."
Hearing the Hundred Flower Fairy's seductive moans, Long Ling thrust his buttocks forward with force, inserting his entire length, and unleashing the "old man pushing a cart" technique that brought women immense pleasure. He thrust back and forth frantically, his large penis filling her vagina completely, each thrust reaching the very bottom, making the Hundred Flower Fairy feel numb and incredibly comfortable all over. "Thump...thump..." The sounds of male and female genitalia colliding were incessant.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was completely entranced, so comfortable that she raised her plump buttocks high, swaying back and forth to meet Long Ling's fierce and forceful thrusts. She was lost in a wanton passion, experiencing boundless pleasure and joy. "Oh...good man...so good...hmm...so wonderful...oh...do whatever you want...however you want to fuck me...oh...it feels so good..."
she moaned in a dazed, seductive voice, her face flushed, her eyes glazed, her hair flying, and her body drenched in sweat. The flames of desire ignited within her, causing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers to display a wanton and lewd demeanor. She had lost all sense of self-awareness as the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers; she was now completely immersed in the pleasure of sex, her body and mind utterly conquered by Long Ling.
Overjoyed, intoxicated, and crying out in rapid, seductive cries, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was wildly wanton, her former dignified and virtuous demeanor gone. At this moment, she was as wanton as a bitch in heat. Long Ling, pleased with himself, thrust his penis in and out even faster.
With unparalleled patience, Long Ling employed his techniques of seduction within the Hundred Flower Fairy's tender little hole, bringing her comfort and pleasure. The ecstasy she experienced was unlike anything she had ever tasted, and her moans and groans were incessant. Her lover's strong physique, large size, and skillful technique satisfied her, and he vigorously pounded into her little hole, giving her unparalleled pleasure.
Finally, she tasted unforgettable comfort, her whole body at ease, her soul scattering. The Hundred Flower Fairy eagerly reciprocated his attacks, cooperating seamlessly. Long Ling also felt an indescribable pleasure. After a series of light, slow movements, he suddenly thrust and pumped violently, using all his strength to writhe and churn within that narrow, wet hole. The Hundred Flower Fairy was in a state of blissful ecstasy, her moans rising and falling, intoxicated, intoxicated, joyful, and ecstatic. Long Ling pressed against her small opening, embracing her tightly. He suckled her breasts, gently kneading the tender flesh beside her clitoris, rotating and grinding to enhance her pleasure, allowing her to savor the ultimate bliss.
The woman, weak and exhausted, half-closed her alluring eyes, quietly enjoying the pleasure. The storm-like satisfaction, combined with the delicate and tender manipulation, left her somewhat intoxicated.
Reaching the peak of pleasure, the sweetness of love, the release of desire, she was lost in ecstasy. This tender comfort
caused her newly opened clitoris to flow with more lustful fluid. The Hundred Flower Fairy's wantonness was arguably even greater than the most wanton harlot in the world. The abundant flow and excessive satisfaction had left her exhausted, but the burning desire within her made her wanton again. Under his kneading and swirling, she clung tightly, swaying her thick, drooping buttocks with twisting, welcoming, swaying, clamping, and gentle movements, becoming wanton once more.
Long Ling discovered that the Hundred Flower Fairy's body was as hot as fire, incredibly alluring, especially when she thrust, her movements incredibly gentle and compliant, perfectly coordinated. Long Ling embraced her soft, full body, savoring the intoxicating sensation, greedily continuing to linger with this beautiful woman. He caressed and rubbed her until her body trembled, her juices flowing freely like the spring river, her whole body tingling, intoxicated, floating in a blissful trance.
Sensing the woman's arousal, Long Ling pressed his glans against her vulva, holding it firmly, his hands kneading and caressing her breasts, his lips kissing her delicate face, tender and loving. "Oh...it feels so good...I'm going to...I'm going to lose it...
" Fairy Baihua's brows furrowed, her voice sweet and coquettish. The extreme pleasure made her lose her mind, and a thick stream of hot, lustful fluid gushed from her vagina.
As the fluid leaked out, her vagina still tightly gripped the thick, hard penis, the vaginal walls contracting and squeezing the shaft, her honey pot sucking fiercely at the glans. Long Ling almost couldn't control himself and ejaculated. In order to completely win Fairy Baihua's heart, he desperately suppressed the urge to ejaculate.
After picking up the Hundred Flower Fairy, who had just climaxed, he turned her over and made her kneel on the bed. The Hundred Flower Fairy obediently raised her large, round, porcelain-like buttocks high, revealing the narrow, delicate cleft beneath. The wetness of her vulva made her crimson labia glisten. The fairy glanced back, her captivating eyes alluring, gazing at Long Ling. "Little devil…you…what do you want…"
Long Ling ignored her, his finger plunging into her tight vagina, digging and thrusting with all his might. Waves of pleasure washed over the Hundred Flower Fairy, her tight, tender vulva overflowing with slippery love juice. Her limbs went weak, and she could only bend over, her hands gripping the headboard.
The Hundred Flower Fairy's vulva was being teased, an unprecedented pleasure coursing through her veins, replaced by waves of wanton moans and wanton groans. Long Ling straightened up, his thick, hard penis sliding into the crevice between her legs and vulva, pressing against her private parts. He bent forward and wrapped his arms around her body, grasping her full, firm, white breasts and rubbing and caressing them back and forth. The jade
breasts on her soft breasts were grasped, rubbed, and played with by Long Ling, stimulating the Hundred Flower Fairy's fragrant hole, causing her to unconsciously release gushing lustful water. Waves of pleasure from being raped surged into her heart. The Hundred Flower Fairy abandoned her former image of a virtuous Hundred Flower Fairy, revealing her true nature as a lewd woman, allowing Long Ling to play with her whole body at will, occasionally turning his head to offer a fragrant kiss.
Chapter 023: Pushing Down the Hundred Flower Fairy (9)
Kneeling behind the fairy, Long Ling gently stroked her plump buttocks with both hands, "What beautiful round buttocks...
" "Oh...
" With a soft moan, the Hundred Flower Fairy frowned and gripped the bed sheet tightly with both hands. It turned out that Long Ling placed his hands on her plump buttocks, thrusting his lower body forward, and his hard, purple jade flute plunged into her sexy cleft from behind.
His thick, long penis filled the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' tender orifice, making her two red labia tightly grip his hard penis, causing her vulva to swell. Long Ling moved his hips, galloping across her snow-white body, his large penis repeatedly hitting her clitoris, the fleshy ridges of his glans scraping against the itchy, moist flesh of her vagina. The
Fairy of a Hundred Flowers cried out in ecstasy, her moans and groans giving Long Ling immense pleasure. His penis moved in and out of her vagina, drawing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid; the honey-like secretions from her vaginal mucosa dripped down her thighs onto the bed in a thread-like fashion.
Long Ling's entire body was pressed against the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' beautiful white back, thrusting his penis in and out. This position reminded the Fairy of a dog, making her think of dogs mating in the street! Young Long Ling not only had a large, impressive penis, but also a variety of sexual techniques. This "dog-doggy style" gave the Fairy a unique feeling, intensifying her lust.
The Fairy swayed her plump hips back and forth in a wanton manner, her body moving up and down, causing her large, full breasts to sway dramatically—a truly spectacular sight. Long Ling reached forward with his left hand, kneading the fairy's swaying breasts, while his right hand caressed her fair, delicate, soft, and fleshy buttocks.
Long Ling thrust forward forcefully, while the woman twisted and swayed backward to meet his thrusts. The mature and beautiful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, experiencing canine-style intercourse for the first time, was so excited that her limbs trembled. Her passion surged, and her juices flowed freely. The large penis thrusting against her plump buttocks sent waves of tingling pleasure through her, bringing her unparalleled ecstasy. Her bright red cherry lips emitted frequent, seductive cries that drove even the most powerful dragons to ecstasy. The rhythmic "plop plop" of penetration was crisp and clear, their bodies intertwined like glue.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers knelt on the bed, letting the dragon penetrate her tender vulva from behind her pink buttocks. Her juices soaked her white thighs, and her obscene moans fueled the dragon's power, driving him to thrust his dragon penis with all his might, making her feel like she was in heaven.
"Oh...so good...
" Fairy Baihua gasped with pleasure, "I can't take it anymore...such a powerful cock...ah...it's so wonderful...it's coming again...
" she cried out excitedly, not caring whether her lewd voices would carry outside the room. Her smooth, snow-white body swayed wildly back and forth, covered in glistening beads of sweat.
Long Ling was extremely pleased with himself, not allowing the fairy to beg for mercy. His huge rod thrust even harder, and the stimulation brought wave after wave of excitement pushed Fairy Baihua's lust to the peak of climax. Her fragrant sweat flowed incessantly, and her whole body exuded a unique feminine fragrance, making Long Ling infatuated. He thrust harder and harder.
Fairy Baihua felt numb all over, experiencing ecstasy. Her two tender labia flipped in and out with the thrusting of his cock, and her whole body spasmed with pleasure. At this moment, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was covered in sweat and trembling uncontrollably. Her hands gripped the pillow tightly, her head thrashed about, and her entire body twisted violently. Her legs flew through the air, her alluring eyes half-open, her face flushed and seductive. She cried out lasciviously, "Oh...good brother...you're killing me...harder...more...oh...you're killing me...I...I really don't want to live anymore...I'm so ashamed..."
Her beautiful posture, her long hair flowing like clouds, and the gushing hot, lustful fluid from her vagina sending a shiver down Long Ling's spine. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers slightly opened her starry eyes, glancing back at Long Ling, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
Long Ling, stimulated by the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' violent twisting, her lewd cries, and the seductive expression on her pretty face, was on the verge of a breakdown. Then, with another forceful thrust, he plunged it all the way in, his large glans pressing against the inside of her honeypot. The stimulation sent a shiver through the Flower Fairy's body; her vagina tightened violently, and a gush of fluid involuntarily shot out.
She felt his penis being tightly enveloped, the opening of her honeypot gripping and sucking at his glans, a surge of hot fluid shooting out. He felt incredibly comfortable and pleasurable, and was about to reach the peak of ejaculation. To make the beauty even more pleasure, he thrust desperately, pumping in and out rapidly, each stroke penetrating to the very root, each time hitting her flesh. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and cried out in pleasure, "Beautiful fairy... oh... so good... your little hole is sucking me so comfortably... faster... ah... good fairy of a hundred flowers... shake your buttocks faster... hold me tighter..."
Long Ling's fierce onslaught left the woman feeling incredibly pleasurable, her waist and hips aching and weak from the twisting. Hearing his shouts, she hurriedly mustered her remaining strength and desperately wrapped her arms and legs tightly around Long Ling, raising her snow-white, plump buttocks high, swaying and thrusting wildly to match his vigorous and forceful manipulation.
The beautiful fairy of a hundred flowers, drenched in fragrant sweat and panting heavily, shook her snow-white, tender buttocks desperately, welcoming the insertion of his penis. With each forceful thrust from Long Ling, the woman shuddered, her body trembling with intense excitement, in a state of blissful ecstasy. She cried out hysterically, "Ah...so good...wow...it's coming again...
" A spasm of trembling passed through her, a gush of fluid flowing from her vulva.
Knowing he was nearing his limit, Long Ling quickly withdrew his penis from her jade-like opening, turned the Hundred Flower Fairy over, laying her on the bed. He lifted her long, slender legs and placed them on his shoulders, aiming his glans at her opening and closing vulva, dripping with lust. With a "plop," he thrust in fully, his hands wildly kneading and fondling her firm, tender breasts, his lower body fiercely thrusting into her full, alluring vulva, raping her body with utter madness.
Approaching their climax, "Ah...
" they could only manage monotonous gasps. He felt the Hundred Flower Fairy's flower heart opening and closing faster, biting and sucking his glans more tightly and intensely. Long Ling was close to reaching climax, his hands kneading her nipples tightly, his buttocks thrusting and pounding wildly. After a rapid onslaught, his glans
felt a tingling sensation, his back ached and numbed, and Long Ling roared. The Hundred Flower Fairy, in the throes of climax, desperately raised her plump buttocks to meet Long Ling's final thrust, and her flood of vaginal fluid erupted. Another thick, powerful stream of vaginal fluid slammed into Long Ling's glans, causing him, who was at the crucial moment and experiencing unparalleled pleasure, to completely collapse, utterly collapse. He couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, his seminal vesicles loosened, and he ejaculated streams of thick, hard, and hot male semen, all of it spraying into the Hundred Flower Fairy's Hundred Flower Fairy womb, striking the very core of her honeypot. He
was already in a state of ecstasy, his soul drifting away, "Ah...it's so hot..."
"For the first time in her life, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers experienced the sensation of hot, thick semen shooting into her honeypot. She realized then how wonderful, how magical, and how pleasurable intercourse could be! A sweet feeling welled up inside her, and a smile spread across her face.
The tip of his penis released a large amount of hot fluid, hitting the depths of her rapidly expanding garden. In the instant of pleasure, Long Ling felt a surge of release throughout his body, his gates wide open, and hot semen gushed forth, filling her vagina. The fairy felt this powerful heat deeply within her. The
beautiful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, having just released her vaginal fluids, was struck by wave after wave of powerful yang semen, making her even more blissfully faint. The two powerless bodies lay intertwined, quietly awaiting the calm after the storm.
"Mmm..."
"The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, panting with ecstasy, lay prone on the bed, while Long Ling collapsed onto her jade-like body. Deep within her, her vagina felt as if parched land had been suddenly irrigated. After their passionate and wanton union, the two, drenched in sweat, embraced each other contentedly and fell into a deep sleep.
How long she slept, she didn't know, but the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers slowly awoke to find Long Ling pressed tightly against her. Both were completely naked, and Long Ling's large penis was still inside her vagina, though it had softened, it still filled her vagina completely." A mixture of shame and satisfaction welled up inside her.
The sheets were still damp. Recalling the passionate lovemaking of the previous night, the thick, hard penis penetrating her vagina, it was incredibly comfortable and pleasurable, leaving a sweet feeling that she would never forget. She hadn't expected Long Ling to be so skilled in bed, with so many tricks up his sleeve. If he hadn't been so audacious, taking advantage of her dazed state to rape and possess her, allowing her to experience this incredibly passionate and wanton sexual pleasure, she might never have lived her life like this. He could live a desolate and empty life in this world.
The fairy, with boundless tenderness, gently embraced Long Ling, pressing her slightly damp, fragrant lips against his, kissing and caressing him, her voluptuous and sensual body pressed tightly against him. Long Ling was awakened by the fairy's embrace and caresses, realizing that a beautiful body, as smooth and delicate as jade, was embracing him. He reached out and held her slender waist, feeling its soft, smooth texture. He gently pushed her towards him, his other hand encircling her, thus filling his arms with fragrant warmth and beauty. Long Ling passionately returned the kisses to the beautiful fairy's pink cheeks and fragrant lips, his hands frequently caressing and kneading her smooth, naked body, making her unbearably itchy. She clung to him like a snake-like beauty, her fragrance, like a delicate orchid, filling his nostrils. "Fairy sister...is it comfortable...are you satisfied..."
the Hundred Flower Fairy whispered shyly. "Mmm...Brother...you're so amazing...you're really going to kill me...sigh...I've been played by you...how am I going to explain this to my people..."
"Eh... just don't let the clansmen know... don't worry, Fairy Baihua... I'll love you well... oh... weren't you just completely infatuated...?
" Long Ling chuckled, his starry eyes scanning the fairy's pretty face from head to toe.
Fairy Baihua felt a surge of shyness, her cheeks flushing red. Though she closed her alluring eyes, not daring to look directly at Long Ling, she still pressed her delicate body against him, her cheek against his face. "Hmph... shameless... shameless... you... you really know how to embarrass people... I... I couldn't stand you... hmph... you're so bad... whatever... from now on, it's up to your conscience..."
"With a soft, coquettish voice, she playfully twisted her body, her large, fleshy breasts rubbing against his chest, her furry private parts rubbing against Long Ling's large member.
After a shy, coquettish, and infinitely alluring whisper, the Hundred Flower Fairy tightly embraced Long Ling with her two round, pink arms, offering him another passionate, fiery kiss. Instantly, Long Ling was enveloped in her warm fragrance, especially the Hundred Flower Fairy's body scent—a delicate fragrance like musk and orchid—that filled his nostrils, giving him a sudden, intense urge to hold her tightly.
The fragrance alone had already made Long Ling's jade flute erect, and the Hundred Flower Fairy's kiss made it as hard as iron, like an angry lion awakened from its slumber.
Holding the beauty close, Long Ling's hands restlessly moved to her buttocks, pressing down hard.
"Mmm..."
"The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers pressed her private parts against his genitals. Her whole body was burning hot, a hot and uncomfortable feeling. She whimpered softly, "You're so naughty...
" Her large, full breasts pressed tightly against Long Ling's strong chest, her voluptuous body rubbing against him. Her genitals throbbed against his large penis, and she moaned softly, "Mmm...uh...
"
Long Ling was well-versed in this kind of woman's behavior. "I love you so much...I want you so much...You're so beautiful...so charming...you're mesmerizing...
" he murmured dreamily, holding the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers even tighter.
"Mmm..."
"Women are most susceptible to this kind of thing. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was aroused by Long Ling, her lust raging. She really couldn't resist, especially since his large penis was pressing against her peach blossom cave, and he was so handsome and dashing.
With a soft 'mmm,' Long Ling pressed his lips to hers, and the pretty Fairy of a Hundred Flowers immediately thrust her wet, glistening lips into his mouth. Everything was so natural, so passionate, so sweetly intoxicating. The two embraced passionately, their kisses tight and intense." Lou held him tightly, desperately pressing her body against his, as if trying to squeeze him into her own, to melt into him.
Her heart pounded even faster, a sudden surge of desire igniting within her, burning her entire body, causing her delicate frame to tremble involuntarily, as did his.
Long Ling was already burning with desire, so he moved one hand to her thigh. Such delicate skin, smooth and silky to the touch.
His demonic hand, like a snake, slithered towards her spring cave. "Mmm... Brother...
" Amidst the fairy's soft moans, Long Ling had already reached his hand to the entrance, touching her protruding mons pubis. The Hundred Flower Fairy's heart pounded wildly, her entire body burning with desire. Her slender hand, disregarding propriety, slid into Long Ling's crotch, grasping the purple jade flute, which was hot and hard to the touch. "Ah..."
"!" The woman cried out in surprise, her body convulsing as lust spread through her. Such a large member was both terrifying and adorable.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, long deprived of passion, was already overflowing with desire. She narrowed her beautiful eyes, a hint of spring in her lips, allowing her lover to caress and tease her. Long Ling, experienced in this regard, relentlessly teased her, making the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' passion burn even brighter, her desire even more intense. Her delicate body trembled, writhing like a snake, every cell in her body leaping and trembling. A powerful urge surged within her, her vagina... Her vagina was already wet, desperately needing Long Ling's huge cock to thrust into her for a while to release the burning desire in her heart.
The voluptuous, mature, beautiful, and alluring woman, her passion burning like fire, stretched out her arms, one hand grasping the fiery hard cock and guiding it towards her already overflowing paradise. Long Ling, skilled as ever, thrust his hips forward, and with a "plop," he was inside, completely inside.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers paled in pain, her delicate brows furrowing, and she couldn't help but tremble as she softly cried out, "Ah...so full...so painful..."
Long Ling felt incredibly good. Her vagina was warm and tight, the tender flesh gripping his penis tightly—it felt so good, so incredibly pleasurable. Seeing her pained expression, he couldn't bear it and could only gently comfort her.
Holding her close, he pressed his large glans deep into her flower, first kneading and rotating it for a while. Then, he slowly and deliberately thrust in and out, penetrating deeply and shallowly. It was like drinking a sip of ice water in the sweltering heat—so comfortable it felt like a wave of pure bliss. The Hundred Flower Fairy felt a sensation and pleasure she had never experienced before, especially the fleshy grooves on the glans, which, with each thrust, sculpted the tender flesh around her vaginal walls—a truly indescribable sensation.
While caressing her nipples and kissing her cherry lips, Long Ling sucked on her fragrant tongue. His large glans, inserted into the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' vagina, felt the increasing amount of vaginal fluid before launching a full-scale assault. He thrust forcefully, and with a "whoosh," his entire penis slid in, tightly enveloped by her vulva. The glans pressed against something, sucking and licking.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers gritted her teeth in pain, feeling the large glans touch the very core of her flower, a wave of unprecedented comfort and pleasure spreading from her vagina throughout her body, as if floating on clouds. Pain, numbness, swelling, itching, sourness, and sweetness—a complex mix of sensations. The feeling was truly indescribable. The woman, led by Long Ling, had entered a realm she had never experienced before. She felt his large penis like a red-hot iron rod inserted into her vagina, fiery and hard, the angular glans filling her vagina completely.
Her eyes were alluring, like a hungry and thirsty kitten; her limbs, like snakes, clung tightly to Long Ling. Her plump buttocks thrust upwards in response, her rosy face flushed with desire, her starry eyes half-open, panting softly, moaning, "Oh...so beautiful...brother...faster...move faster...
" She twisted her waist and swayed her hips, thrusting upwards towards the fleshy ridge of his large glans.
Seeing the dignified and noble Hundred Flower Fairy's seductive appearance at this moment was truly captivating, making Long Ling's heart flutter. In addition, his large penis was enveloped by her tight, warm vagina. So, he thrust his hips, pumping vigorously, fast as a galloping horse, rising and falling, plunging in and out fiercely, showing no mercy. Each time he pulled out to the hilt and thrust all the way in, twisting his hips to make the glans rotate and rub against her flower, while his lips were also attracting her nipples.
"Ah...so beautiful...it's heavenly...faster...faster...
" Fairy Baihua moaned dreamily, nearing her peak.
Long Ling then intensified his assault, thrusting and pounding relentlessly, each stroke more ferocious than the last, the sounds of her juices splashing and splattering filling the air.
In the tense and stimulating action, the woman couldn't help but tremble, reaching her climax and collapsing. Exhausted, she slumped onto the bed, moaning weakly like a dead snake, a testament to her extreme pleasure. The hot, wet fluids scalded his glans, a sensation of unparalleled comfort, especially the way his vulva gripped it tightly, sucking and licking—the sensation was exquisite. His thick penis, far from limp, remained erect, pressing against her clitoris, eager to move.
Long Ling lay quietly on top of the beautiful woman, temporarily ceasing his assault to allow her to rest. He wanted to conquer her again, to be intimate with her once more, to make her completely submit and love him unconditionally. After a moment's rest, the woman opened her beautiful eyes, gazing at Long Ling with a seductive, spring-like look. "You little pervert... how can you be so amazing... I almost died from your fucking just now..." "
Your slutty fairy... you've already had your pleasure once... I haven't yet...
" she said, as Long Ling vigorously rubbed the erect nipples on the Hundred Flower Fairy's breasts, causing her delicate body to writhe. Ignoring her protests, he withdrew his thick, long penis, held it in his hand, aimed it at her vulva beneath her thick pubic hair, and forcefully thrust it all the way in.
He was thrilled, so he thrust and pounded wildly, his dragon crown touching the most sensitive spot at the bottom of her vulva. Her flower heart trembled violently, and the Hundred Flower Fairy's two pink arms, like two snakes, tightly wrapped around Long Ling's back, and her two pink legs tightly wrapped around his waist. She moaned in a dream, desperately raising her buttocks to make her lower body press even closer to Long Ling. "Ah...so comfortable..."
Chapter 024: Pushing Down the Hundred Flower Fairy (10)
Long Ling heard the fairy's lewd cries and saw an indescribable expression of pleasure on her beautiful face. He was overjoyed, his lust intensified, and he felt his penis grow even larger, thrusting even more violently.
After a while, Long Ling wanted to change positions, so he helped the Hundred Flower Fairy up and told her to lie face down on the edge of the bed, sticking her buttocks up as far as possible from behind. Long Ling stretched out his hands and gently rubbed her breasts. His left hand slid gently down her spine, reaching the entrance of her wet, fleshy opening. He first gently rotated his palm on her labia, and her delicate body began to writhe with his rotation and friction. He
parted the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' long, pink legs with both hands, carefully savoring the scenery of her lower body. He saw that her plump mons pubis was covered with a thick patch of fine pubic hair. Two thick, hairy labia majora enveloped two pink labia minora, and the red clitoris protruded outwards.
Then, Long Ling used his index finger to move up and down in that narrow crevice, sometimes gently probing the bright red clitoris, and even licking and teasing her anus with his lips and tongue. Each time he licked and probing, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers let out a trembling moan, "Oh..."
With the gentle insertion and slow thrusting of his finger, it was no small matter. A look of longing and desire appeared on the face of the Flower Fairy, and her body twisted even more violently, the wetness slowly flowing from the entrance of her flower cave with the thrusting of her fingers. She seemed unable to bear the teasing, "Good brother... ah... it's so itchy... please help me stop the itch..."
Long Ling ignored her, first pinching and rubbing the bud with his hand, then licking and sucking it with his mouth and tongue. "Oh...good husband...it hurts so much..." Fairy Baihua trembled all over from being licked and bitten, her soul floating and her breath coming in gasps. The lustful fluid in her little hole flowed out like a river bursting its banks. "Oh...dear brother...you're really killing me...ah...I can't take it anymore...quick...quickly stop...stop the itch...I want your big...big..." She couldn't finish her sentence because she was shy.
Seeing Fairy Baihua's seductive and wanton appearance, Long Ling deliberately teased her, "Fairy Baihua...what do you want from my big...why don't you say it..." As he spoke, he grasped his penis and rubbed it between her labia.
The sensitive flesh was trembling and rubbed by the trembling of the glans, and her whole buttocks swayed violently. Her body trembled, her pink cheeks flushed, and she raised her pink fist, turned around and lightly hit Long Ling twice, pretending to be angry, "Oh...you're so bad...you little devil...you bad guy...you're embarrassing me...bullying me, aren't you..."
“Good sister…don’t be angry…how could your little brother dare to shame you…bully you…I love hearing the lewd sounds from your beautiful little mouth…I will love you even more…I will cherish you even more…say it quickly…” Long Ling said as he kneaded Baihua Fairy’s breasts with his hands, rubbing the nipples with his fingers, and then pressing his penis against her vulva.
This made Baihua Fairy tremble all over, and she quickly turned her head and parted her cherry lips, “Mmm…don’t tease me anymore…I can’t take it anymore…quickly…kiss me…put it in…please…” "...Never mind...I want your big cock...mmm...put it inside my little hole...fuck me...hurry...fuck me...mmm..." she said, her face flushed red with shyness.
Gazing at her shy appearance, he felt a deep desire to devour her whole. So, Long Ling lifted Baihua Fairy's face and kissed her cherry lips.
Baihua Fairy responded passionately, offering her fragrant tongue to Long Ling's mouth, and the two sucked and licked. When
their lips parted, Long Ling looked down and saw that her juices had flowed everywhere. He then placed his large penis against her... He slowly inserted it into the opening, the large glans already squeezed into the fleshy cave; after a few thrusts, he thrust again, and that thick, fleshy penis was completely inside, leaving not a single gap. But at this moment, he stopped thrusting, rubbing his lower abdomen against the labia, while swaying his hips, the large glans pressed tightly against the clitoris, grinding and rotating forcefully.
The newly deflowered Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' entrance was so narrow, the penis filled it completely, feeling very tight and particularly full, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt very comfortable, and her moans were continuous. Long Ling's right hand grasped the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers His breasts, his index finger rubbing and playing with the nipples, his left hand reaching down to pinch and knead the clitoris that drove her mad, then he thrust his lower abdomen forward rapidly.
Under this three-pronged attack, the Hundred Flower Fairy felt that the dragon feather had only penetrated her a few times before she went completely mad, pushing her hips back as far as possible while swaying her ample buttocks, panting heavily, "Oh...good lover...thrust harder...um...I can't take it...oh..." The point of their genitals made a "squeaking" sound, dripping with lustful fluids, and her body was covered in fragrant sweat.
So, Long Ling raised Hundred Flower Fairy's legs, making her fragrant buttocks protrude even higher. Without a word, he thrust his hips forward again, pumping and pounding until she trembled all over. She turned her head, her watery eyes gazing at Long Ling with overflowing love. Her vagina felt incredibly pleasurable; Hundred Flower Fairy had never experienced such wonderful pleasure in her life. Her whole body felt tingly, as if floating in the sky, and she uttered continuous moans and groans.
Hearing her soft moans and groans was like adding fuel to the fire, making the lust in Long Ling's heart burn even more fiercely. He bent down and took her purple grape-like nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while thrusting wildly. In the frenzied thrusting, he moved like a galloping horse, swift as lightning, each thrust hitting the very bottom, creating a continuous "slap, slap" sound.
At this moment, the woman's delicate body was completely consumed by lust, desperately twisting her large buttocks, arching upwards to match the rhythm of Long Ling's thrusts. The Hundred Flower Fairy's moans and groans, her seductive and wanton appearance, spurred Long Ling to thrust even more fiercely and relentlessly, each stroke stronger and heavier than the last… as if he wouldn't be satisfied until he had pierced through her plump little hole. The quiet space was suddenly filled with soft moans, heavy breathing, and the squelching sounds of her juices, creating a beautiful and captivating symphony.
With each rapid and forceful thrust, her juices flowed like a waterfall, soaking the sheets. The Hundred Flower Fairy was driven to the brink of ecstasy, shivering uncontrollably, "Oh… I'm going to die… It's over… Ah… I'm going to cum…" Suddenly, the woman's body convulsed violently, gripping the sheets tightly, and she ejaculated profusely, her vaginal opening contracting tightly around his glans like a baby suckling.
Long Ling felt the warm vaginal fluid wash over his glans, knowing she had ejaculated again. The Hundred Flower Fairy trembled violently, her limbs going limp and lifeless, like a dead snake. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, seemingly unable to open, her small mouth parted slightly, only letting out soft gasps.
He helped the languid beauty up, the two embracing each other, continuing to enjoy the sweet sensation. "Darling... I'll carry you to take a bath..."
"Mmm..." The Hundred Flower Fairy wrapped her arms around Long Ling's neck, nestling in his arms like a little lamb. His still-erect penis pressed against the cleft of her plump buttocks.
"Ah... little devil... you still... mmm... I can't take it anymore... I surrender... I really can't..." the Hundred Flower Fairy cried out in a trembling voice. "Really... your juices are still flowing... hahaha...
" Long Ling chuckled wickedly, his lips brushing against her pink earlobe as he spoke words that would make a woman blush.
"You little devil... you're getting more and more outrageous... you're so naughty... you just know how to bully me...
" The fairy blushed deeply, her face turning a rosy pink, her alluring eyes making Long Ling extremely proud. "Get up... I'm going to take a bath...
" she said, turning over to get out of bed.
But Long Ling held her tightly, rubbing his cheek against the fairy's two breasts. "Next time we play... I hope you'll shed the dignity, reserve, and shyness of being the fairy... be like a lover, a wanton woman... passionate, seductive, wanton... that way we'll both enjoy it more, more comfortably... okay?" "
This lewd flirting made Fairy Hundred Flowers feel hot all over, and the lustful fluid in her little hole was almost flowing out again," she said. "My dear husband... my little darling... you are truly my destined nemesis... Fairy Hundred Flowers, I will agree to anything you want... alright... my sweetheart... go take a bath...
" "Ah... I'm so happy... my beauty... come... I'll carry you to the bathroom..."
"Having said that, he rolled out of bed and carried Baihua Fairy's delicate body to the bathroom.
Once inside, he placed her on the edge of the tub, turned on the hot water, and stood before her. Her curvaceous, full, mature, sexy, and alluring body, as white as jade and as white as frost, was laid bare before him. She was truly beautiful, like a blooming flower, dazzling and radiant.
Her beautiful, slightly wanton face radiated spring, her fair and smooth skin, her plump, white breasts, and her large, bright red areolas with pink, alluring nipples like vibrant strawberries; her flat stomach, deep navel, and large, round mons pubis, below which grew a thick, dark patch of pubic hair, like a primeval forest, leading to a captivating..." The valley of his mind was shrouded in mist, the woman's most alluring spot, a pinkish glimmer barely visible, its depths obscured.
Long Ling thought to himself, a beautiful and noble woman like the Hundred Flower Fairy, more importantly, the purest fairy in Heaven, was now naked and exposed to his pleasure, a testament to his immense good fortune.
He couldn't resist crouching down, his hands gently caressing the beautiful woman's body. The water level in the bath rose, and Long Ling filled a basin, spreading the Hundred Flower Fairy's legs, then crouching down to place the basin between her legs, intending to clean her fairy cave.
The Hundred Flower Fairy, sensing something amiss, quickly closed her legs, her face flushed with embarrassment, "My dear… what are you doing?" "I'm going to clean your little hole." “…” Long Ling reached out to pull her legs apart. “No… um… don’t… I’m so embarrassed… I can wash myself…” Fairy Baihua blushed, her soft hands blocking Long Ling’s advances.
“Good fairy… didn’t I just tell you to get rid of your shyness… relax?” Long Ling took the opportunity to grasp the fairy’s small hand and stroke it. Fairy Baihua wanted to pull her hand back, but she was afraid that he would take the opportunity to pull her legs apart. “But… I’ve never let anyone else wash me before… and I’ve never opened my legs like this to let Long Ling see me there…”
“Darling… I’m your husband… besides, I’ve already fucked your little hole… I’ve already touched it in bed… I’ve already seen it… what are you still shy about?” Long Ling grinned lewdly.
“Ah… in bed… um… okay… whatever you want…” Unable to resist any longer, Fairy Baihua gave up the idea of struggling. So her legs were spread apart with Long Ling’s strength, and spread wide, completely exposing her mysterious private parts to his eyes.
Long Ling brought his face close to the space between Baihua Fairy's legs, gently parting the two petals beneath her thick pubic hair with both hands. The small petals and the vaginal canal inside were bright red. At this close range, allowing Long Ling to admire her mature and beautiful vulva, Baihua Fairy felt both somewhat shy and inexplicably excited. Seeing the expression on Long Ling's face, she knew he shared her excitement; he was breathing heavily, his hot breath constantly spraying onto her mons pubis.
Not only did he part the petals, but he also continuously stroked it and the thick pubic hair. Long Ling slowly washed the woman's private parts and the surrounding pubic hair with water and soap. After washing her vulva, he inserted his fingers into her vagina to clean the alluring little opening.
"Ah..." Baihua Fairy's body trembled. "My good son... my dear husband... your fingers are touching my clitoris... it's so itchy..." she said, her hands gripping Long Ling's shoulders, panting softly. Long Ling looked down carefully and saw a small, pink, shiny fleshy bump, about the size of a peanut, just above the closed area of her labia minora. He touched it with his finger, and the fairy's delicate body trembled.
The fairy's cave had been cleaned. Long Ling picked up the Hundred Flowers Fairy and placed her in the bath. They sat facing each other, their greedy eyes gazing at each other's beautiful parts. Long Ling saw more clearly; her full breasts, though not supported by a bra, still appeared so firm and showed no signs of sagging.
The two large mounds of flesh floating and swaying in the bath's blue water were even more alluring. Long Ling couldn't resist reaching out and grasping one in each hand, kneading them. They were soft and elastic to the touch, and he couldn't help but admire them. The Hundred Flowers Fairy's face flushed and her heart pounded as Long Ling kneaded her; her two pink nipples hardened and stood erect.
Long Ling's hand moved to her flat and elastic lower abdomen, first caressing the deep-set navel, then moving down to the thick and lush grass. When his fingers probed the center of pleasure in the crevice, the Fire Flower Fairy couldn't help but shiver, softly collapsing into Long Ling's arms, panting and moaning, "Oh..." Her voice sounded a little strange, trembling yet full of sexiness, just like a female cat in heat, making one's heart pound.
Chapter 025: Pushing Down the Flower Fairy (11)
After washing the Flower Fairy's front skin, Long Ling sat behind her, using a towel to wipe her smooth jade back with soap, and after wiping her upper body, he helped her stand up in the bath to wash her buttocks. He greedily looked at the Flower Fairy's back, her snow-white skin, her beautifully curved back, and her slender waist and back, which contrasted with her snow-white and plump buttocks, extremely tempting and charming. His hand touched the large, fleshy buttocks; the skin was white, tender, and smooth, making him reluctant to let go.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt a ticklish sensation on her buttocks from Long Ling's touch. She turned around and lathered him with soap, scrubbing his entire body. Starting from his upper body, her jade-like hand slowly slid down, her legs gradually bending into a squat, until she finally reached Long Ling's genitals. She gently rubbed his still-erect penis with the soap, and before she knew it, she felt it swell. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers quickly withdrew her hand and scooped water to rinse his body.
The naked Long Ling stood before her; his thick, long, and enormous penis seemed about to explode, the glans as big as a purplish-red, shiny red, with prominent veins, the entire shaft erect and proudly erect.
The unusually thick and long penis made the woman gasp involuntarily, her chest heaving, her eyes brimming with lust: How magnificent, how hard, how thick, how enormous! It stood erect before her, truly a spectacular sight. Truly befitting a young man, so firm, strong, and upright, it possessed the imposing presence and spirit of a warrior who could hold off ten thousand. This was the very thing she had dreamed of, the treasure she had longed for. The sight filled the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers with joy, her excitement and desire rising. She unconsciously reached out her slender, jade-like hand, her soft fingertips gently grasping his swollen member.
So thick, so hard, so hot, like a red-hot iron rod; her small hand could barely hold it. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' heart was pounding in her chest. Her eyes were glued to his erect, magnificent penis, so impressive that her heart fluttered. She draped a towel over her shoulder and began to caress it with both hands.
Her bright eyes were fixed on the erect jade flute, and she slightly parted her cute little mouth, running her delicate fingers along its surface, rhythmically rubbing and thrusting.
The stiff penis was at the mercy of her skillful hands; the grooves and barbs on the flesh were thick and hard, like a large mushroom atop it. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was truly captivated. She knelt down, brought her pretty face close, and rubbed it against her cheek, finding that the dragon feather's penis was even more erect, high, and hard, as if it might burst at any moment. The Fairy of a Hundred
Flowers rubbed her cheek against the jade flute, affectionately caressing it. With her alluring eyes narrowed and a hungry expression on her face, her slender hands began to wash Long Ling's penis. The contact with that part of Long Ling's penis amplified her excitement; simply looking and touching it was no longer enough, no longer stimulating enough.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, somewhat shy, knelt before Long Ling's shaft, gently holding it with a mixture of love and tenderness. Her pink tongue trembled slightly as she lightly licked the glans. The awkward movement only added to the novelty, bringing indescribable pleasure, and Long Ling couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
As if encouraged, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers licked from the glans to the base, then without hesitation lowered her head and took the jade flute into her cherry-like mouth. Such a large object, even with her lips stretched wide, couldn't be fully contained; her lips slid to about half of the shaft before stopping. But the sight of the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers swallowing the penis already excited Long Ling immensely.
As she held the large glans in her mouth and moved her head back and forth, the shame of being seen by Long Ling mixed with a sense of recklessness, creating a kind of excitement. Moreover, the sensation of the jade flute moving in and out of her mouth caused Baihua Fairy
to feel a ticklish sensation. Long Ling's blood was further aroused by the kisses and sucking, and the pleasure was something that could not be experienced without firsthand. Although Baihua Fairy didn't know much about playing the flute, her warm mouth made him yearn for it.
She intentionally returned the favor, grasping his penis and pushing it as far into her mouth as possible, licking it incessantly with her fragrant tongue, occasionally gently biting the sensitive area, making him almost jump with tension. Her tongue licked back and forth at the urethral opening, her left hand gently caressing his scrotum, while her right hand went deep into her mons pubis, slowly rubbing it, and occasionally inserting her index finger into her vagina to probe and tease.
The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers took Long Ling's purple jade flute deep into her mouth, then gently stirred, sucked, and licked his large glans with her tongue, in and out, swallowing and spitting out his penis. A strange, intense urge and stimulation made the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers lick and swallow his penis continuously, without getting tired, and with great interest. The
Fairy of a Hundred Flowers gripped Long Ling's buttocks tightly with both hands, opened her small mouth as wide as possible to swallow the glans, tears welling up in her eyes, swallowing the penis until the glans touched the entrance of her throat and could not go any further. The young erection entered the fairy's mouth, and she could clearly feel the glans rubbing against her throat. She slowly raised her head with a "chuchu" sound, sucking the saliva that was about to overflow, and then concentrated all her strength on sucking the glans.
The young penis thus pulsed with happiness in the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' mouth. " I really want to eat this thing...
" Fairy Baihua thought, clenching her throat around the glans until she couldn't breathe before slowly spitting it out.
"Ah... Sister... you're washing my cock with your mouth... so good... so comfortable... oh...
" Long Ling cried out happily as he savored Fairy Baihua's oral sex. The large glans became slippery in Fairy Baihua's mouth, and some secretions seeped out. Fairy Baihua sucked and licked it tirelessly.
Long Ling bent down, his arms wrapping around her jade back and fragrant buttocks, stroking Fairy Baihua's wet petals and pubic hair with his fingers. The woman continued to swallow Long Ling's thing without hesitation, constantly clenching her thighs and twisting, continuing to lick it. She sucked and nibbled, but deep down she longed to insert it into her own flower garden as soon as possible, to fill it and satisfy it.
In the fairy's eyes, a yearning for her lover's passionate comfort was revealed, her thirst extremely evident. Long Ling quickly lifted her up, held her in his arms, and lowered his head to passionately kiss her lips. He inserted his tongue into the fairy's cherry-like mouth, constantly stirring, licking, and biting her fragrant tongue.
The fairy responded very enthusiastically; she felt... in her lover's arms... In his embrace, all restraint and dignity were no longer necessary. She wanted to completely shed her identity as the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, let go of all inhibitions, and fully enjoy the psychological and physical pleasure and satisfaction. She willingly offered her fragrant tongue to Long Ling's mouth, their two warm, moist tongues intertwining.
The woman moaned with pleasure, constantly licking and sucking his lips and tongue, her body writhing incessantly. She felt her breasts suddenly swell as Long Ling kneaded them, while her groin... Her hands were caressing and kneading, making her feel numb, tingling, and itchy, which made her feel incredibly uncomfortable. She was filled with desire, and her small hands reached down to Long Ling's
crotch, playing with it and rubbing it back and forth. After a long while, their lips finally parted. Long Ling didn't speak, but continued to kiss her passionately, one hand constantly kneading the inside of the Hundred Flower Fairy's thigh. That sensitive area being teased brought another indescribable sensation. Unexpectedly, Long Ling's lips moved quickly, approaching her mysterious forbidden zone, kissing the sensitive flower cave's lips. "Ah...
" she cried out, her legs suddenly contracting and opening wide again for him.
With a fierce yet passionate assault, Long Ling licked, sucked, and bit, occasionally plunging his tongue deep into her vagina to stir it. "Ah…" This was when she felt an overwhelming urge, unable to suppress it any longer. The intense pleasure she achieved through self-pleasure with her fingers couldn't compare, especially when he gently bit her clitoris with his teeth—it was unbearably itchy. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers desperately raised her hips, thrusting them towards Long Ling's mouth, yearning for his tongue to penetrate deeper, to stimulate her more. This caused her to tremble all over, a blissful, blissful sensation, a wave of passionate pleasure that nourished her long-parched flower garden.
From the tip of Long Ling's tongue, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers… Waves of pleasure quickly overwhelmed her. Her petals, untouched by any other man, were overflowing with fluids, like a raging torrent, unstoppable. At this moment, the Flower Fairy was completely absorbed in these waves of pleasure, in this wonderful, exciting tide, utterly intoxicated by the intense passion, almost to the point of madness.
Her tongue, that deadly tongue, that lovely tongue, that hateful tongue, a tongue that could kill with beauty, yet also kill with it, was ceaselessly swirling and sucking. "Oh…
" the Flower Fairy moaned and cried out almost hysterically, her entire body tingling and aching, almost as if it were about to fall apart.
Dragon Feather continued his agonizing actions, "Ah… little darling… I can't take it anymore…
" the Flower Fairy's blood was rushing to her head, her desperately thirsty and eager opening contracting and closing, feeling as if it were about to explode.
Long Ling, of course, understood her current reaction and needs. He secretly rejoiced, and his movements intensified. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt as if she were about to faint, her whole body floating, as if riding on clouds, her soul soaring to the highest heavens.
As if to delve deeper into the secrets of a woman, Long Ling's tongue frantically licked, stirring deeper and deeper. The raging fire of desire within the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was now burning even more fiercely; to extinguish this blazing inferno, she needed a great deal of water. The trickling streams in the valley were utterly useless against such a raging fire.
"Oh...you little devil...you're really going to...you're going to kill me...
" the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt her whole body burning hot, the scorching fire almost scorching her, like a traveler lost in the desert, lacking water. If she didn't receive water to quench her thirst, she would surely die of thirst.
She cried out in a daze, like a forgotten astronaut, unable to maintain her own weight, suspended in mid-air, neither grasping the sky nor touching the ground, truly miserable. "Hurry...hurry...if you don't fuck me soon...I'm going to die...you hateful little thing...
" She couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly grabbed his shoulder with her jade-like hand.
In fact, Long Ling was trying hard to hold back, but a person's patience has its limits. Moreover, he was a young man full of energy and passion. On the body of a beautiful and sexy beauty, with her captivating body and her unbearable thirst and fiery reaction, it was indeed very difficult and impossible for him to maintain his composure and indifference. Seeing
the expression and wanton state of the Hundred Flower Fairy, Long Ling's blood was aroused, and his penis swelled. He knew that the woman's desire had been aroused, and if he didn't give her a good satisfying experience, she would hate him to death. Taking advantage of her current state of unbearable thirst and pain, it was only right to quickly give her the spring water from Long Ling's body to extinguish the burning fire within her.
Long Ling lay down in the bath, gesturing for the Hundred Flower Fairy to sit on top of him. The Hundred Flower Fairy felt a tingling, numb, sore, and itchy sensation in her vagina, a feeling of comfort and pleasure, yet also an emptiness, an urgent need for a large penis to fill the void within her vagina. So she quickly rolled over, pressing Long Ling beneath her, aligning her peach blossom cave with his erect, large, fleshy pillar, her jade hands grasping his beloved treasure, her small hands supporting his penis as she guided it into her vagina.
A squeezing sensation came from within her peach blossom cave, an indescribable pleasure on both sides of her vaginal walls, her fragrant buttocks sinking incessantly, the purple jade flute continuously penetrating deeper.
But the dragon's feather was simply too thick and large. It took several thrusts to fully enclose the entire treasure, filling the Hundred Flower Fairy completely, leaving no room at all. Only then did she let out a long sigh, "Ah...so big...so full..."
The treasure she had longed for was now her wish fulfilled, and the Hundred Flower Fairy cried out joyfully, spreading her two snow-white, plump thighs as wide as possible, opening everything to her beloved.
She moaned softly, her plump, pink buttocks thrusting up and down, "Ah...
" The Hundred Flower Fairy cried out in wanton moans, thrusting as if possessed, her movements becoming faster and faster, occasionally rotating her plump buttocks, causing the stamens deep within her honeypot to rub against the dragon's large glans.
Her writhing body caused her large, full breasts to bounce up and down, especially her two purplish-red nipples, which swayed so violently they were almost blinding. Long Ling stretched out his hands and grasped each nipple, kneading and rubbing them.
His demonic hands kneaded her nipples until they hardened, the ticklish sensation making the woman tremble uncontrollably, her movements becoming faster and more frenzied. The two embraced, locked in a passionate embrace, the woman moving frantically while Long Ling thrust upwards, their movements perfectly synchronized, a scene of exquisite pleasure and boundless ecstasy.
At this moment, the thirsty and lustful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt a wave of weakness wash over her, unable to maintain her seated position any longer. She bent over, taking the initiative to straddle Long Ling, wildly embracing him, pressing her body against his, deforming her breasts under the weight. But she was still not satisfied, and continued to press her buttocks down, then twisted her waist, her plump pink buttocks shaking incessantly, striving for the pleasure of a tighter union.
Long Ling thrust his lower body, penetrating deeply and shallowly, while rotating his penis, the fleshy ridges beside the glans constantly scraping against the tight, tender vaginal walls of the Hundred Flower Fairy. Waves of pleasure kept coming, and the Hundred Flower Fairy gradually felt a fullness and discomfort in her vagina, an unprecedented feeling of fullness that made her heart pound, and she moaned softly, her wanton cries of pleasure seductive and alluring, her round, plump buttocks constantly turning, welcoming the insertion of the penis, her vagina constantly contracting and sucking the penis.
Lifting his head to suckle the woman's aroused nipple, while kneading her other tender breast, Long Ling continued to thrust his hips into Baihua Fairy's beautiful orifice, causing her to moan incessantly. Her jade legs dangled high, and her violated orifice continuously gushed clear, lustful fluid, making her tender orifice rosy and beautiful.
His penis rose and fell with great force, each thrust hitting the flesh, each time stimulating her clitoris, arousing Baihua Fairy's lustful tide. Her beautiful legs half-knelt on the bed, supporting her entire jade body to welcome the insertion of his penis. Her body fragrance filled the air, and a joyful expression appeared on her blushing face, revealing the pleasure of being violated.
Baihua Fairy could be said to be extremely seductive, naturally wanton. Long Ling's thick, long, and huge penis made her lustful fluid flow freely. Her eyes opened and her eyebrows relaxed, her hips swayed, her clitoris opened and closed, and she breathed heavily. Long Ling, brave and skilled in battle, used his techniques with incredible speed and precision. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers could no longer withstand his onslaught. Seeing her delicate panting, still fighting bravely despite her exhaustion, aroused his excitement, and he continued his
relentless thrusts. "Little darling... Mommy can't take it anymore... I'm going to die," the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers climaxed again, her full body pressed against Long Ling, unable to move, only her rapid breathing and moans audible. Long Ling, feeling the immense pleasure in his glans, found her sudden cessation unbearable. He quickly grabbed her body, flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, grasped her large breasts, and began to thrust his massive penis into her relentlessly.
"Oh... I really can't take it anymore..."
"Having climaxed several times, Fairy Baihua was now paralyzed in the bathtub. Only her head, resting on the steps along the edge of the tub, swayed wildly, her beautiful hair flying in the wind. She was panting heavily, only able to defend herself, unable to retaliate, allowing Long Ling to attack her fiercely.
Feeling that her strength was returning somewhat, Fairy Baihua wrapped her arms around Long Ling like snakes, her plump pink buttocks twisting incessantly to match his thrusts. She felt Long Ling's large penis, like a burning fireball, inserted into her vagina, although..." There was still a slight throbbing pain, but the numbness, itching, soreness, and tingling sensation was incredibly pleasurable. The pleasure emanating from her vagina spread throughout her entire body; the comfort and exquisite pleasure were unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
With rapid and powerful thrusts, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' vagina overflowed with lustful fluids, her moans and gasps growing louder. Dragon Feather thrust harder and deeper, the sounds of her fluids gushing out incessantly. The Fairy of
a Hundred Flowers' legs flailing wildly, her pink buttocks twisting and thrusting upwards, her eyes glazed with desire, fragrant sweat... Drizzling and panting, she felt as if every bone in her body was melting, an overwhelming sensation of pleasure washing over her. She cried out, "Oh...tingling...tingling...so beautiful...so comfortable..."
These wanton cries, combined with the scalding sensation of her hot, sticky fluids surging against his glans, unleashed Long Ling's wild side, causing him to thrust and pump wildly and rapidly. Chi Xia clung tightly to Long Ling, moaning dreamily. The intense pleasure made her feel as if her entire body was burning in flames; she only knew to desperately raise her head... Her plump buttocks pressed her vulva and large penis together more tightly, making it more comfortable and pleasurable.
The deep, penetrating glans touched the nectar of the Hundred Flower Fairy's flower bud with each thrust, causing her most sensitive spot deep within her flower chamber to tremble violently with every touch, a sensation of indescribable beauty that drove her almost mad with pleasure. Her legs kicked wildly, her plump buttocks twisted erratically, her body trembled incessantly, her flower bud spasmed repeatedly, opening and closing fiercely sucking at the dragon's wing, her vulva thrusting high, her mouth crying out, "So beautiful!" "My... um... you're killing me... my precious little darling... ah..."
The dragon's penis was being sucked so comfortably by the tightly clenched flower core, a blissful and pleasurable experience. To be able to play with such a wanton, charming, beautiful, voluptuous, and mature beauty was truly a great blessing. No wonder Long Ling was becoming more and more vigorous and enthusiastic with each thrust. The Hundred Flower Fairy, ecstatic to the point of death, had released her erotic essence again and again. She was exhausted, panting heavily, her limbs weak and powerless, almost paralyzed, and only able to be beaten.
At this moment, Long Ling had already ... Aroused by Long Ling's wild nature, his phallus throbbed painfully, needing to expel all the semen within to feel satisfied. Especially inside the Hundred Flower Fairy's jade orifice, it felt like a fleshy ring tightly enveloping his entire penis; the sensation was exquisitely pleasurable. He was nearing climax, like a wild horse galloping across the plains, thrusting and pounding relentlessly, concentrating all his strength in his lower body, recklessly pounding and pounding.
The Hundred Flower Fairy felt the male form inside her vagina begin to swell to its maximum extent. She knew this was a sign that Long Ling was about to ejaculate, so she reluctantly mustered her strength again, twisting her plump buttocks, her vagina opening and closing, sucking at the large glans embedded in her soft flesh.
The semen began to spray into the woman's jade palace. Long Ling felt as if his entire body had exploded in that instant, shattered into pieces, drifting away to who knows where. The Hundred Flower Fairy also enjoyed the wonderful and comfortable sensation of the thick, hot, and powerful yang essence surging deep into her honeypot.
Both of them had reached the limit of their passion, desire... At the height of their passion, they embraced tightly, limbs intertwined, lips locked in a kiss, genitals joined, trembling and panting, finally ending their first round of fierce battle.
Chapter 26: Confronting the Queen Mother
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. During these three days, when Long Ling had nothing to do during the day, he would chat and talk about love with the various fairy sisters. At night, Long Ling would secretly sneak into the Hundred Flower Garden to have a passionate encounter with the Flower Fairy, living a very happy life.
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"Ling'er, it's so late, why aren't you up yet! Your master has sent your senior sister, Dragon Girl, to fetch you to the Purple Bamboo Forest." "At dawn, Long Ling, who was fast asleep in bed, was awakened by a gentle voice. (Beside Guanyin Bodhisattva were a boy and a girl; the boy was named Shancai, and the girl was named Long Nu. Long Nu was originally the youngest daughter of the Dragon King of the East Sea. She was beautiful, intelligent, and deeply loved by the Dragon King. Later, she was expelled from the Dragon Palace for violating its rules and was taken in by Guanyin.) "Mother, let me sleep a little longer!" Long Ling stretched, rubbed his eyes, and said softly to his beautiful mother.
"No! If you don't get up, your father will be angry! He and all the celestial ministers are waiting to see you off!" "Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother quickly feigned anger. She knew she had spoiled Long Ling, and her words posed no threat to him. So she resorted to invoking the Jade Emperor to threaten him. But this method, which had always worked before, had no effect on Long Ling today.
Hearing the Queen Mother's words, Long Ling chuckled lightly, then said disdainfully, 'That old codger? You think I'm really afraid of him?'
'You unfilial son, what nonsense are you spouting! He's your father!' The Queen Mother immediately pointed at Long Ling angrily, then glanced cautiously at the door, as if afraid someone might overhear Long Ling's words.
'Mother, do you really think he's my father?' Long Ling sneered, looking at the Queen Mother with a hint of mockery.
'You… how could you think that!'" Hearing Long Ling's fierce words, the Queen Mother knew there was no smoke without fire. Long Ling's words meant he knew something, hence the change in her tone.
Long Ling smiled wickedly, then walked to the Queen Mother's side, forcefully pulling her into his arms, and kissing her beautiful, sexy lips fiercely.
The Queen Mother was stunned; she hadn't expected her usually playful son to be so audacious. For a moment, she forgot to struggle, letting Long Ling's tongue frantically suckle in her mouth. Long Ling's wicked hands also slipped inside her collar, grasping her two prominent breasts and kneading them forcefully.
"Ahhhhh!" "At this moment, the Queen Mother realized that Long Ling's demonic hands were kneading her breasts. She screamed and quickly broke free from his embrace. Then, looking at Long Ling angrily, she accused him, 'I am your biological mother! How could you treat me like this?'
'Biological mother? You could say that! After all, I was reborn through your body! So, you could be considered my biological mother, right?' Long Ling said to the Queen Mother with a somewhat noncommittal expression.
'What did you say? Who exactly are you?' Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother's face immediately changed. She stared directly at Long Ling, her eyes filled with anger.
'Do you really want to know who I am?'" "Long Ling, with a wicked smile, walked step by step towards the Queen Mother of the West. Seeing Long Ling slowly approaching, a hint of worry and fear flashed in the Queen Mother's eyes, and she subtly took a step back.
"Actually, I am the one who caused havoc in the Heavenly Court back then, the one you all call the lecherous immortal!" Long Ling whispered in the Queen Mother's ear as he reached her side.
"What? It really is you?" Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother no longer avoided Long Ling, looking at him in shock and saying, "Then why...?
"
"Well, back then, I was trying to cultivate a certain technique when I hit a bottleneck. I needed to break through it to reach my limit, so I took advantage of that opportunity and was reborn through your body." Recalling those days, Long Ling said with a sigh.
"So all those sweet words you said to me before were lies?" As Long Ling finished speaking, the Queen Mother's gaze towards him grew increasingly disappointed, her expression increasingly bitter. She stared coldly at Long Ling.
"I...!" Long Ling stammered. Yes, of course, everything he said to the Queen Mother was a lie; it was all part of his plan. But after so many years together, Long Ling had fallen in love with his reborn, beautiful mother. But would the Queen Mother believe him if he said that? Thinking of this, Long Ling felt helpless and frustrated.
"Get out of here! I never want to see you again! Get out of here!" Seeing Long Ling standing there motionless, the Queen Mother grew increasingly disheartened. Pointing at Long Ling, she cried out sadly,
"I...!" Long Ling tried to explain, but the Queen Mother interrupted her, "Get out of here! I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it!"
Seeing the Queen Mother's current state, Long Ling knew that no matter what she said, she wouldn't listen. Seeing the Queen Mother crying there, a sudden idea flashed in Long Ling's mind. She walked to her side and suddenly embraced the Queen Mother.
At first, the Queen Mother struggled desperately, shouting loudly. Seeing this, Long Ling, afraid of being heard, kissed the Queen Mother to stop her from shouting. Sure enough, after a while, the Queen Mother, seeing that she couldn't break free, gradually quieted down, letting Long Ling "do whatever she wanted."
Chapter 027: Heading to the Purple Bamboo Forest
"Queen Mother, what's wrong! Hasn't Ling'er gotten up yet?" Just as Long Ling and the Queen Mother were deeply kissing, the Jade Emperor's majestic voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.
This voice instantly startled the mother and son from their passionate embrace. The Queen Mother immediately pushed Long Ling away, then looked at him, her face flushed with a mixture of shyness and anger, and said, "Hmph! You big bad guy, get up!"
"This old geezer always ruins our good time." Hearing the Jade Emperor's voice outside, Long Ling glanced helplessly at the Queen Mother, then muttered angrily to himself.
"Hmph! Go on! Your senior sister is still waiting for you!" The Queen Mother, seemingly suddenly remembering something, looked at Long Ling with some displeasure.
"Hahaha! Is my precious Yao'er jealous?" Looking at the Queen Mother's petulant, childlike expression, Long Ling said to her with a mischievous grin.
"I...I'm not! You big bad guy, go on!" "After saying this, the Queen Mother took Long Ling's hand and walked out of the room.
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"Senior Sister!" When Long Ling followed the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother to the back garden of the Yaochi Immortal Palace, she saw a woman in white chatting with her seventh sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy. Long Ling called out to the woman in white.
Upon hearing Long Ling's voice, the woman in white slowly turned around. Countless beautiful flowers under the blue sky suddenly seemed to laugh together, highlighting her peerless beauty, blooming proudly! In the sea of flowers, she was the most radiant and elegant color.
She was as pure as ice and as clear as the moon, dressed in flowing white robes, a lotus emerging from the water, a beauty in the snow; she possessed a celestial beauty, her elegance unparalleled, captivating all; she was ethereal and otherworldly, like a gentle breeze, unhindered by the wind; her smile was radiant, like flowing water soothing wounds; she possessed a dignified air, detached from the vastness of life. Her delicate eyebrows possessed an ethereal elegance that even the finest ink and pine resin could not replicate; her eyes, like autumn waters, exuded a refined and otherworldly beauty, the kind only found in icy lakes and mountains; her elegant demeanor, both pitiful and chillingly cold, left everyone speechless.
"Ling'er, why are you only arriving now! You've kept me waiting here for so long!" But when the woman in white saw Long Ling, she could no longer maintain her icy and holy expression. She gazed at Long Ling with deep affection.
"Long'er, what's wrong!" "At this moment, the purple-clad fairy beside the Dragon Girl also noticed her unusual behavior. Looking at the Dragon Girl, the purple-clad fairy said with a hint of jealousy, 'Ah! It's nothing!' Hearing the purple-clad fairy's words, the Dragon Girl immediately snapped back to reality and regained her holy demeanor.
At this time, Long Ling and the others also arrived beside them, so the Dragon Girl said to the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, 'Your Majesty, Your Majesty, since Ling'er is here, I will take Ling'er back!'
'Hmm! Then be careful on your journey!' Although the Queen Mother was very reluctant, she knew that Long Ling must have his reasons for making this choice, and since she couldn't help him much, she could only stay here and silently support him.
'Father, Mother, and Sister Zi'er, then I will go with my senior sister first!' Looking at the expectant eyes of the Queen Mother and the purple-clad fairy, Long Ling was also somewhat reluctant, but for his goal of seducing the entire Heavenly Court, Long Ling had no choice but to harden his heart and make the decision."
"Mother, when will my little brother Ling'er return?" Watching Long Ling and the Dragon Girl's departing figures, the Purple-Clad Fairy asked the Queen Mother, her eyes slightly red.
"Didn't Ling'er just say he'd be back soon? Let's wait for him here!" The Queen Mother comforted the Purple-Clad Fairy only after watching Long Ling and the Dragon Girl's figures gradually disappear.
Chapter 28: The Dragon
Girl On the way back to the Purple Bamboo Forest with the Dragon Girl, Long Ling had fallen asleep without realizing it. When he awoke, he found himself in a blinding white light, unable to see anything for a moment. He could only hear the clear chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves in the wind, butterflies fluttering among the flowers, a bird turning in the gust of wind… A cool breeze brushed his face, filling his nostrils with a sweet fragrance. Gentle and comfortable, serene and tranquil—in an instant, the world seemed completely different.
Long Ling was confused, bewildered, yet felt a surge of joy. Suddenly, he thought, "Have I arrived? Am I actually in the Purple Bamboo Forest? But where is Senior Sister Long Nu?" He felt a sharp pain in his neck, a chill running down his spine. He heard a sweet, seductive voice say hatefully, "You heartless, treacherous little thief, I'll tear you to pieces!"
Long Ling was jolted awake. He turned around and saw a blur of white light before him, through which he could vaguely make out a stunningly beautiful woman. A white, flowing dress barely covered her exquisite figure, the fine fabric clinging to her slender, alluring body like skin, proudly displaying her curvaceous figure. The neckline was slightly open, revealing a section of her snow-white neck. Any normal man at that moment would inevitably be filled with endless erotic fantasies.
Long Ling's gaze swept over the captivating face of the beautiful woman, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. His mind went completely blank. Even amidst the clash of swords, he wouldn't have been this shocked. The woman's beauty was breathtaking, comparable to the bright moon in a clear sky. Her hair was as black as ink, her skin as white as snow, her eyebrows like painted willows, and her eyes held a hint of reproach.
Her long, flowing hair, tied with a ribbon, cascaded down her back like a stream, as soft as the finest silk brocade. Her delicate, moon-like skin was even more dazzlingly smooth under her dark dress. Most captivating of all were the two most dazzling deep-sea gems adorning her flawless face—it was none other than his senior sister, Long Nu.
Overjoyed and astonished, Long Ling almost exploded with excitement. Forgetting everything that had happened earlier, he stammered, "My dear senior sister, I've missed you so much!" Tears welled in his eyes, and he suddenly opened his arms to embrace her. A sudden, sharp pain shot through my neck, as if a sharp knife had pierced it. Amidst the groan of pain, I glanced down and realized that a dagger was pressed against my throat.
The Dragon Girl gasped, withdrawing her hand. She frowned, biting her lip, staring at Wang Yijun with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. Her eyes reddened, a bittersweet mix of emotions welling up within her, and suddenly tears streamed down her face. Long Ling felt a pang of pain in her heart, completely forgetting her neck injury, and hurriedly asked, "Good sister, what's wrong? Who bullied you?"
With a sharp "clang," the dagger in the Dragon Girl's hand fell to the ground. She stamped her foot and cried, "Besides you, you heartless little thief, who else would dare bully me! Go find her yourself, why bother trying to sweet-talk me?" Long Ling was startled: "Does she know about my affair with the Hundred Flower Fairy?" A wave of guilt and shame washed over her, and she was speechless.
Seeing his silence, the Dragon Girl was even more heartbroken and cried, "What am I to you? When you're happy, you sweet-talk and deceive me, your attitude fickle; when you're unhappy, you disappear for years. People thought you were busy with something, praying day and night, only to find out... that you were actually frolicking with that fairy in Heaven! You heartless little devil, I disregarded everything to be with you, ignored the ridicule of the world, only hoping for your sincerity, and even that isn't enough?" As she spoke, her body trembled, her shoulders heaving with sobs, her delicate face streaked with tears, her pink cheeks glistening as if transparent.
Long Ling sighed softly and reached out to pull her into his arms. The Dragon Girl suddenly broke free, blushing as she spat, "What do you want? Do you think I'm some monster you've tamed? Summoned at will, dismissed at will?" Though tears still streamed down her face, her tone softened considerably. Her eyes, though pouting, added to her irresistible charm.
Long Ling's heart fluttered, and he whispered, "Good sister, from now on, I am your tamed monster. I will only obey your commands, summoned at will, dismissed at will." The Dragon Girl spat, "You're trying to fool me again! Nobody believes you!" Her pretty face flushed red with joy, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter through her tears. Her beautiful face was like a spring breeze thawing a frozen river, blossoming into a charming and captivating smile, as delicate as a newly opened lily, as radiant as a peony blooming on a vast snowfield, dazzling and radiant.
Chapter 29: The Dragon Girl's Passion (1)
The Dragon Girl laughed so hard her breasts trembled, and her proud breasts immediately started shaking, quivering under her thin clothes. Long Ling's heart was pounding. He stared at her mature and firm chest. Those gently trembling, round breasts attracted his attention more than ever before. He had a vague fantasy, as if he could see those two clearly defined nipples, yearning to break free from their restraints.
The girl's soft body was filled with the fragrance of a virgin. Long Ling's blood suddenly boiled, and a raging fire of desire rose up. Suddenly, he took two steps forward unexpectedly. With a scream from her, he suddenly wrapped his arms around the beauty's slender waist and pulled her tightly into his arms.
The hot body gave him supreme pleasure in every inch of skin he touched. Long Ling rubbed his strong chest against her delicate body, feeling the amazing elasticity between her breasts and abdomen. He lowered his head, carefully admiring the stunningly beautiful woman. They were so close they could see the smooth, jade-like skin of her face, and smell her fragrant breath. Her
soft hair danced in the wind, highlighting her pink lips, igniting Long Ling's lust. His burning gaze naturally fell upon the Dragon Girl's exquisitely beautiful red lips, their perfect contours fueling his desire. The
young girl, just beginning to experience love, clearly sensed his illicit intentions. Though she tried to maintain her composure, her voice trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes revealed fear. The strong masculine scent filled her nostrils, making her heart pound like a deer's, her legs weak and unsteady, as if she might collapse into his arms at any moment.
The Dragon Girl blushed crimson, instinctively bracing herself against Long Ling's broad, sturdy shoulders, trying to keep him away. Her whole body felt limp and powerless. This was the first time she had been so intimate with a man, and the man was none other than her beloved. His scent made her dizzy.
She let out a soft "Mmm," her delicate body leaning helplessly against Long Ling's chest, her breathing rapid, her cheeks flushed like blooming camellias. The dragon girl's passionate reaction immediately infected Long Ling. He felt the heat and fragrance emanating from the jade-
like woman, causing his blood to surge and a strange change to occur in his lower body. She felt the thing pressed tightly against her lower abdomen growing harder and harder, and her cheeks instantly burned as red as the evening glow. She tried to break free from his embrace, but her limbs were weak and powerless.
Long Ling's keen intuition had already discerned the thoughts of the beauty before him. Even if she truly refused, he could not control the desire surging within him at this moment, especially since he knew this was merely a powerless act of feigned resistance. Long Ling held the girl tightly in his arms, reaching out to kiss her cherry lips, slowly... slowly approaching...
The beauty was both shy and sweet, suppressing the wild beating of her heart. She slightly raised her round, alluring chin, gently closing her phoenix eyes, quietly experiencing the man's fingers moving around her waist. Deep within her heart, there was an uncontrollable joy, pleasure, and shyness, half-heartedly allowing her beloved to seize her red lips.
Finally, he touched her lips, softer than anything else. An indescribable feeling rushed from the point of contact between their lips to the depths of the beautiful girl's brain, overwhelming her with stimulation, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Long Ling became even more audacious, invading her with his tongue, forcibly entering her mouth.
"Mmm... Hmph...
" The pretty beauty could only squeeze out a few weak protests through her nose, her pretty face burning as if on fire. The only thing she could do was clench her teeth, not letting him succeed so easily. The young girl, just beginning to experience love, was captivated and blushed with shyness as she was embraced by Long Ling's muscular and masculine body.
His hands kneaded her delicate skin, roaming over her body, caressing her most sensitive spots. The young girl, her body trembling slightly at Long Ling's aphrodisiac hands, her face flushed crimson, her ears turning red with embarrassment. Yet, she eagerly welcomed his wicked advances, his mischievous hands slipping inside her thin underwear, wantonly kneading her soft breasts. The girl's high, firm breasts were completely in his hands, soft yet firm, incredibly comfortable to touch. The little girl trembled under Long Ling's hands, savoring the feeling of a chaste beauty writhing and submitting beneath him. He greedily searched for the girl's red, cherry-like lips, then suddenly a wicked smile appeared on his lips. He increased the pressure, forcefully grasping her firm breasts.
Unable to resist the powerful onslaught any longer, the beauty completely collapsed. With a louder, more melodious moan, the formidable barrier of her teeth was finally breached by Long Ling's mischievous tongue. Her soft, wet tongue, hidden deep within his mouth, frantically tried to escape, but ultimately couldn't get away and was sucked in as well. The girl could only obediently part her lips slightly, allowing this frivolous rogue to freely savor her kisses.
The young girl, her body soft and hot with desire, stretched out her jade-like arms, lazily wrapping them around his neck. She trembled gently under his greedy and eager kisses, melting like spring water. "Mmm…uh…" she parted her fragrant lips slightly, responding sweetly and offering her own tender, passionate kiss. The restraint she had carefully cultivated vanished instantly, and uncontrollable moans escaped her throat.
Her tender, sweet tongue moved rhythmically within the dragon's mouth, exploring and teasing. When the man entered her mouth, she immediately began to suck on it, causing the fairy to tremble all over. Breathing softly, her fragrance like orchids, she kissed Long Ling's tongue passionately, each kiss more forceful than the last. Her face flushed crimson, she trembled slightly, her poetic murmurs broken and fragmented… A
continuous stream of nectar flowed between their intertwined tongues, the intense pleasure that could melt a person escalating. Long Ling continued to suckle at her fragrant, moist lips, kissing the beauty until she gasped softly, a blush spreading across her beautiful face, her starry eyes shimmering with an extremely alluring light.
After a long, long time, the two gently parted ways. Her tears had stopped flowing, but two tear streaks still clung to her pretty face. Her fair and delicate cheeks were like flower petals washed by rain, exuding a freshness amidst their beauty, and maintaining a touch of elegance amidst their vibrancy, making her appear even more beautiful and exceptionally radiant.

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