The Erotic Hero 1

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(Part 1)
The vast expanse of Dongting Lake, dotted with sails, stretches out before you. White clouds drift by, and the lake breeze in late spring feels gentle, like a light, almost imperceptible rain.
The rising sun casts its golden rays, illuminating the clear water like dancing golden snakes. At this moment, a soft sound comes from the lakeside. A small boat, facing the rising sun, raises half its white sail. The receding tide and strong wind propel it across the waves, speeding towards the heart of the vast lake, towards the faintly visible Junshan Mountain, and then away.
This small boat moves smoothly on the lake. At the bow, a young couple stands side by side. Their green and yellow robes flutter in the wind. The man wears a sword, the woman a sword at her waist, and they laugh and whisper to each other. They are deeply in love, like immortals.
After landing, they strolled along the shore, enjoying the scenery of Junshan Mountain. The man was a handsome martial arts master, renowned for his "Nine Forms of the Divine Palace," a formidable figure in West Lake. His striking good looks and elegant demeanor captivated many beauties in the martial arts world. After years of wandering as a chivalrous knight, he was finally conquered by the daughter of the leader of the Hundred Flowers Gang, falling head over heels for her.
The leader of the Hundred Flowers Gang, known as "Miraculous Hands Guanyin," was married to Zhuge Min, whose palms shook the heavens. Zhuge Min was a disciple of Yandang Mountain. Several years ago, during the Good vs. Evil Conference, both sides suffered heavy casualties, with Zhuge Min dying from his injuries. The Hundred Flowers Gang essentially collapsed. When the original leader was critically wounded and on the verge of death, he summoned Miraculous Hands Guanyin to take over the gang's affairs. However, after her husband's death, she was disheartened and ended the mess, disbanding some of the gang members. She then took Zhuge Min's orphaned daughter and went into seclusion in the deep mountains. The Hundred Flowers Gang now only has the leader and a few disciples, existing in name only.
Zhuge Yun grew up in a pampered environment, growing up to be stunningly beautiful. Her face was like jade, with willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and peach-like cheeks. Her skin was as white as clouds, like a fairy descended from heaven.
Her master, the Scattered Flower Saintess, was the abbot of the Yuntai Temple on Saintess Peak in the southwest. Apart from the Saintess and her two nieces, there were no other people in the temple. During the Good vs. Evil Gathering, she displayed her sect's martial arts, intimidating the evil forces, and then retired from the martial world. Five years ago, she took Zhuge Yun as her disciple, and after three years, she returned home to care for her mother.
A year ago, relying on her sect's prestige and unique martial arts, she roamed the martial world as a chivalrous hero, known as the Crimson-Clad Fairy. Together with her senior sisters, the Yuntai Fairy and the White Cloud Fairy, they were known as the Three Fairies of Yuntai: their martial arts and beauty were admired by all. Not long after her debut, she met a handsome man, Lou Nanxiang.
They hit it off immediately, walked side by side, and within a few months, she returned home to visit her mother and they married, envied by many. Now, they roamed the martial world as a pair of heroes, and today they climbed Mount Jun.
The two were intimately chatting and laughing, their hearts and minds immersed in joy. As they walked along the edge of the forest, they suddenly heard a thunderous laugh. Looking up, they recognized the voice and wondered who it belonged to. A thought struck them.
The thought had barely formed in his mind when a man emerged from the forest. He was
exceptionally tall and imposing, with a square face, large ears, and piercing, imposing eyes. His steps were steady, and he walked a good ten feet away, smiling silently at the two of them. Lou Nanxiang was startled upon seeing him. His guess was correct; they had met again today. Although the couple were not afraid of him, they knew that a hidden arrow was hard to guard against, so they had to be careful. They secretly channeled their inner strength and smiled charmingly, saying, "Great Hero Luo, it's been a long time. I wonder what brings us together?"
The newcomer was a prominent figure in the Central Plains. He appeared in the martial world the year after the Great Gathering of Good and Evil, causing a stir in the otherwise peaceful martial arts world. He was a wild and unruly man, acting capriciously and impulsively. He had done several things that shocked the world, such as storming Shaolin and Wudang, killing members of both the Heavenly and Earthly Schools. With his dangerous and profound internal energy and unpredictable actions, he roamed the martial world. Both the righteous and the evil were afraid of him and called him Luo Feng, the Yin-Yang Palm. No one knew his lineage or origins. He spoke boldly and had the air of a great man, and his actions were mysterious. Floating and uncertain, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden.
Zhuge Yun, newly entered the martial world, was once besieged by the Eight Eccentrics of Zhongtiao. Exhausted and on the verge of capture, she was rescued by a passing by. She bravely stepped forward, and within a few exchanges, he killed her with his bare hands, his methods ruthless, leaving no one alive. He treated her well and pursued her diligently, but she was disgusted by his cruelty and left without saying goodbye.
Today, they meet again, their fate unknown. Luo Feng fell in love with her at first sight, but left without saying goodbye that day. Unable to follow her due to other matters, he later learned of her marriage and was furious, making many inquiries to find out more.
Lou Nanxiang, unaware that his wife was trained by him, had a misconception. Their meeting today was a coincidence, with no enmity between them, only a contest of martial arts prowess. Zhuge Yun, also unaware of her impending death, wanted to call out, but fearing he might become entangled and her husband would become suspicious, she pretended not to know him.
Luo Feng had been a wanderer in the martial world for seven or eight years, acting recklessly alongside her. Now, seeing the steamed bun she had taken, he was determined to kill her. Seeing her coldness towards him followed by her affectionate gesture, his killing intent was already aroused . He was determined not to let her leave alive. Before he finished speaking,
he struck with both palms, shouting, "Give me your life!" With a loud "bang," accompanied by a sharp, chilling sound, she was sent flying and immediately fell to the ground.
Zhuge Yun rushed to her aid, but it was too late; her husband was already dead. Her mind was filled with grief and despair. With all her might, she pounded his chest, crying out, "You villain, I'll fight you to the death!"
Luo Feng's palm strike had removed the obstacle, and he felt much more at ease. He had no fear of her attack. He leaned to the side, using a grappling technique, two fingers gripping her pulse point, his right hand striking her pressure point, pulling her into his arms. With a satisfied laugh, he spread his body and, using the technique of divine speed, vanished into the forest.
When Zhuge Yun awoke, she found herself indoors. Four large candles burned brightly around the room, illuminating the space. The bed, long and open on all sides, could normally accommodate seven or eight people, but now several were engaged in revelry, a scene of unbridled passion.
Three women lay naked on the bed, all in their early twenties. Their pink buttocks and snowy thighs were alluring, their lamb-like bodies trembling slightly. Their vulvas and groin were dripping with lustful fluids. They lay exhausted, their beautiful faces flushed with desire, their eyes closed in rest.
Beside the bed, a naked man, muscular and strong, was on top of a naked woman, engaging in lewd acts. His large, hairy hands kneaded and caressed her plump buttocks, thighs, waist, and breasts, while his mouth roamed over her delicate face, sniffing and kissing. He thrust and pumped with abandon, his movements fluid and unrestrained.
The woman beneath him moaned softly, her limbs tightly gripping his body, thrusting and swaying with all her might, desperately trying to please him. His rapid, powerful thrusts were accompanied by her wanton cries: "Master! Are you comfortable? Ah! I can't take it anymore… yours…"
"Good boy! It's not long yet! Those sluts have all had their fun… I haven't had my fill yet. Show me your skills: make me feel good too."
Seeing this, Zhuge Yun was both ashamed and furious, wishing she could kill him with a single blow. But because she was naked, her hands and feet spread apart and suspended, escape was difficult. She had the will but not the strength, and kept her eyes tightly shut, unwilling to witness his wanton state. Though she
couldn't see, she could hear her moans and wanton cries, which assaulted her heart. She recalled her married life; each time they sought pleasure, she felt full of joy, but it seemed she hadn't truly satisfied her sexual needs. Just as she reached the peak of pleasure, he had already ejaculated. The young woman, having tasted it, was already happy enough, let alone understanding the true nature of it all.
Hearing her joyful voice today, it felt like there was even ecstasy within joy. It was impossible not to listen, which only fueled her hatred. Her husband was dead, and she didn't know how she would live from now on. Her eyes were half-open, half-closed. Gazing at her alluring figure, she finally finished. He rested briefly and then rose. "Hai!" His whole body was full of energy, his penis thick and long, the red-headed jade stem trembling, about seven or eight inches long, as thick as a wine cup, twice as long. His rugged, majestic aura and posture were captivating. He approached slowly, a smug smile on his face. He didn't wipe away the semen from his penis and between his legs. He sensed something was wrong. Her fate was already tragically miserable; her husband was dead, she had lost her virginity, and her resentment remained unfulfilled. She could only resign herself to fate.
Luo Feng already knew she was awake. He had only pretended to be unconscious with his head bowed and eyes closed. His earlier pleasure was meant to be shown to her, to enhance her awareness and skill, to arouse her desire, and to achieve his goal of consent.
He approached, cupping her breasts in his hand, gazing at her intently. Though lacking the sensuality of a young woman, she possessed a different kind of allure, captivating all who beheld her.
Her raven-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her fair complexion glowed with a rosy hue, her nose was high, her lips delicate, her large eyes tightly closed, filled with resentment. Her entire body was fair and radiant, exuding a subtle fragrance. Her body was supple and boneless, full and firm, her breasts high and firm, her waist slender, her abdomen rounded. Sparse, dark pubic hair covered her alluring opening, revealing her labia, a striking contrast of red, black, and white. Her legs were long and shapely, her figure perfectly proportioned, beautiful in every way. To behold her was intoxicating, to touch her soft and smooth, an irresistible pleasure. She was truly a rare beauty.
Luo Feng was captivated by her; seeing her ignited his passion, his lust raging. He embraced her tightly, kissing her passionately.
Zhuge Yun, harassed by him, glared angrily, twisting her body and cursing, "Demon! Lustful devil! You'll die a horrible death! One day you'll suffer the consequences! I hate you to death! Let me go, or I'll scream!"
Luo Feng laughed wildly, one hand around her slender waist, pressing his penis against her vulva, the other kneading her breasts. Seeing her blushing and angry face, he said, "Baby, regardless of how you treat me, I've decided to love you. Even if you scream, no one will come to save you. No one in the world has such a huge penis that can satisfy a woman. You'll experience its pleasure." "At that time, I'm afraid you wouldn't want to leave. Listen to me, don't think about that dead man, let's live a sweet life..."
He was only halfway through his sentence when the alarm suddenly sounded. Because of his ruthless killings—regardless of right or wrong, anyone who crossed his path was never spared—the leaders of the Shaolin, Wudang, Huashan, and Hengshan sects joined forces to eliminate him. They were initially unable to track him down, but because he had taken Zhuge Yun hostage, his movements were too conspicuous, and he was discovered by the Hengshan disciples. They notified his master while simultaneously pursuing him, only to discover he was hiding in Nanyue.
Upon learning the news, the various sects united their elites and tracked him down, surrounding his residence on all sides. Only then did the Shaolin master openly challenge him.
This place was his resting place. He usually traveled the martial world alone, never having a partner. Here, only four women and two servants remained. Because of his unusual nature, he never took advantage of women, requiring their consent. Both women fell deeply in love with him after their encounters, but this was the first time in ten years that he had approached Zhuge Yun.
After the alarm was raised, the women hurriedly dressed. He dressed first, then pressed acupoints to numb their nerves, and dressed her as well. He carried her on his back, gathered his valuables, and wrapped them around his waist. He said to them, "A powerful enemy is approaching. Everyone, fight your way out!
Go your separate ways, and we'll meet again if fate allows." The women knew that as long as they put up a little resistance and dispersed the enemy, they could escape with their own strength. The newcomer did not harbor deep hatred for them, and their lives were not in danger. They rushed out of the secret passage, defended themselves from all sides, and silently attacked the enemy. He seized the opportunity to break through the encirclement alone in the darkness and fled in disarray.
When the leader learned that he had fled southwest, he hurriedly ordered an attack to the southwest to prevent his escape. Members of various sects pursued him to the west.
Luo Feng was highly skilled in martial arts, possessed superhuman agility, and was familiar with the terrain. Finally, his pursuers lost sight of him and fled to their hometown in the Ten Thousand Mountains.
For over ten days, they traveled by day and night, enduring countless hardships. Throughout the journey, he cherished Zhuge Yun dearly, taking meticulous care of her needs for food, sleep, and rest. However, their escape through desolate mountains and forests was fraught with danger; their clothes were torn, and they remained in a state of constant fear until they finally reached the edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains, where they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhuge Yun tried to escape every time, but had no chance. He kept a close watch on her, carrying her on his back, sitting on her back, and even pressing acupoints on her while she lay down. She was weak and powerless, enduring his advances, even his bodily functions. He personally attended to her every need, causing her extreme grief and resentment. Yet, seeing her tireless efforts to escape and hide, he was moved by her love and, amidst this mixture of love and hate, silently carried her on his back during their escape. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have had to go through all this. With her strength and wit, he could have easily turned the tables and fought back; the outcome was uncertain. This demonstrates the depth of his love. He risked everything for her, enduring countless hardships and dangers.
Deep in the mountains, they stopped at the mouth of a secluded valley. He released her pressure points, helped her stand side by side, and gazed at the verdant spring mountains and clear waters, the towering waterfall, the deep blue sky, the emerald green water, the majestic peaks, and the cascading water rushing down to a pool below, its water cool and clear. Short, lush green grass accentuated the secluded valley. The serene and pleasant atmosphere refreshed both body and mind, dispelling all worldly thoughts.
Although Zhuge Yun's pressure points had been released, she hadn't fully recovered after many days of acupressure; she felt weak and sore, leaning against him. Luo Feng, having been away for over ten years, felt a surge of nostalgia upon returning. After a short rest, he led her to the water's edge, removed their outer and inner garments, and, embracing her delicate body, submerged her in the water to wash away the impurities.
Then, the two lay naked on the soft grass, gazing at the evening scenery, savoring the mountain's spiritual essence, their bodies soothed, each lost in thought and fantasy.
Exhausted, Luo Feng rolled over and embraced her naked body, kissing her passionately and caressing her smooth, jade-like skin. His penis pressed against the entrance of her vagina, rubbing against her clitoris.
Zhuge Yun knew she was powerless to resist. If she had been given her freedom earlier, although she was powerless to refuse, she could have committed suicide. For half a month, she had been moved by his passion, feeling himself in his strong embrace every day, feeling his rough and unrestrained caresses, sinking into another mysterious realm, arousing her innate lust. If she refused, she would not let go; if she did not refuse, she would have no reason to express her feelings. Her mood was extremely contradictory, chaotic, and lost. Now, with his familiar and gentle caresses, strange thoughts arose.
Her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were watery and alluring, her body was like fire, her blood was churning, her heart was pounding, she felt numb, sore, and itchy, and she trembled incessantly, moaning weakly.
Luo Feng gradually sensed her arousal and became even more gentle and considerate, lightly kissing his beloved, gently grasping and kneading her full breasts, carefully rubbing her clitoris, and slowly pushing it inside.
At this moment, spring was in her eyes, her desire was raging, and her juices flowed freely. Forgetting her blood feud, she twisted shyly, seemingly welcoming yet resisting, moaning softly.
His penis was warm against her vagina, emanating waves of heat and her fragrance, making her feel lightheaded. He thrust forcefully, his massive penis penetrating her.
"Ah!" she cried out in pain, gritting her teeth in slight resistance.
He paused briefly, then thrust his penis in powerfully, reaching her very core, with two inches still to go. He embraced her delicate body, gently comforting her, whispering, "My love, my dear sister, the pain is only temporary, but pleasure will come soon. Bear with it, I will love you forever. I will sacrifice my reputation and everything to win your love."
Zhuge Yun wept bitterly. Her heart pounded with pain, her body trembled, her expression dazed. His sweet words, passionate voice, and tender affection soothed and comforted her pain and fear. She wrapped her arms around his strong back, panting softly, "Brother, be gentle, it hurts so much... I've never experienced anything so large before. You love me, please be gentle, don't make me suffer."
"Sister, my dear Yunmei, don't worry. Although I appear rough and fierce to others, I love you dearly. I will never let you suffer the slightest grievance, but the first time is unavoidable. Later, I will let you experience the ultimate pleasure, and from then on, your happiness will be my happiness."
"Brother Feng, I am not lewd or disregard my husband's grudge. I am truly moved by your deep love and affection. I hope you can be more understanding. I belong to you now; just don't betray me." "Yunmei
, as long as you trust me, I will listen to you. My feelings for you are not just lust, but love!"
Sweet words, tender affection, and heartfelt confessions gradually eased her pain.
A tingling, itchy sensation spread through her body, her heart burned with desire, and she could no longer bear it. She swayed gently, slightly arching her vulva, her legs encircling her waist.
Seeing her smile, her body trembling, and his penis inserted into her vagina, he felt both pleasure and pain, yet the heat and discomfort caused him to thrust slowly in and out.
All around was quiet and deserted, the soft grassy field open, the two of them sitting in the open, pursuing pleasure, their movements shifting from slow and gentle to fast and intense, without any restraint. They indulged their desires, seeking pleasure at will.
Her thick, powerful penis felt incredibly comfortable inside her, her breasts rubbing against him, her lust rising. She swayed her slender waist and swayed her full hips, her vulva rising, clamping, turning, and swirling incessantly, responding and responding with all her might.
Under her seductive and wanton state, Luo Feng gently caressed and stroked her, thrusting his large penis into her vagina, displaying his sexual skills to the fullest, bringing her ultimate pleasure.
Although this wasn't Zhuge Yun's first experience of pleasure, under his tender care, she thoroughly enjoyed it, experiencing waves of joy repeatedly, to the point of madness, her soul adrift, moaning softly.
"Brother Feng, I love you, I've only tasted true pleasure today! Hurry up and go all out! I feel like I'm ascending to heaven! Are you happy?! Alas! I hate that you didn't force me when we first met, letting that damned man have a year of free time! Hmm! Hmm! Ah! This is heaven! Your skills are truly amazing, I... I'm flowing... Hmph! Hurry up and pound harder! Don't hold back, give me your tenderness, I really need to pound hard! Hmm, I'm such a wanton and slutty woman, brother, pound me to death! I hate you, I love you, you... you..."
One eagerly indulged her pleasure, the other showered her with tenderness; their love, a union of man and woman, reached the pinnacle of love, the ultimate realm of desire, truly understanding the essence of pleasure.
Although she tried her best to flatter him, it was her first time experiencing such pleasure, and she lost a lot of her essence. Exhausted, she fainted in the midst of joy, panting softly and motionless.
Though he had experienced many hardships, he had never seen anyone as wanton as her. Her beautiful, delicate body and skillful hands brought him immense pleasure. He lay on her soft, jade-like body, observing her alluring demeanor and reflecting on the recent sensations—comfortable and pleasurable.
Seeing her lost in ecstasy, he felt that this thorny flower would forever be his. He gently caressed her tender muscles, his penis penetrating her core, kneading and rubbing.
After a while, he awoke, looked at her face, and kissed her face, moaning with delight as he leaned against her, enjoying the strange skill his large penis provided and experiencing its pleasure.
Gradually, desire arose again. He embraced her strong back, wrapped his arms around her waist, and her jade-like buttocks moved with him, exceptionally alluring. His fragrant tongue touched her face, and his seductive eyes provocatively met her gaze.
He then learned of her complete submission, and unleashed his full power, thrusting, pounding, and penetrating her vagina with most of his penis inside. Sometimes
his movements were swift and powerful, sometimes they were like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves, sometimes like grinding against the entrance, satisfyingly enticing her, letting her experience every pleasure and pain, driving her to madness, immersing her in joy. She gently comforted him, or swiftly and fiercely thrust in and out, playing with him until he was numb and ecstatic, wildly happy; his bones were weak and his spirit was floating, his lust was endless, and his fluids flowed incessantly, arousing his innate seductive nature, wildly seeking pleasure, his cries of pleasure changing the world.
Luo Feng's long-cherished wish was fulfilled, enjoying the sweet warmth, and finally, under her seductive and fierce state, he comfortably ejaculated, his drops sealing her flower core, flowing out in joy.
Both were satisfied, their desires quelled, they gained pleasure, and embraced love, leisurely immersed in a blissful state, quietly reminiscing and looking forward to the future.
The cool night air seeped in, finally bringing them to their senses amidst the raging fire. They gazed at each other, kissing passionately and tenderly. Lazily rising, they swayed to the tree, nestled against it, whispering sweet nothings.
He admired her luscious, red lips, brimming with youthful fire, her petite and exquisite body, touching her in every way, indulging in lust and caressing her endlessly.
She gazed at his large face and ears, stroking his strong physique, nestled against him, intoxicated by his robust presence, captivated by his thick, long penis, loving its rough yet tender nature.
Passion and desire swelled within them; the pleasure-seeking girl knew nothing else, only the satisfaction of pleasure. Luo Feng held her slender waist, guiding her vagina to his erect penis, slowly inserting it, then sucking on her breasts and caressing her full buttocks.
The two resumed their revelry, opening and closing with ease, sometimes locking, sometimes swallowing, twisting their waists and swaying their hips, perfectly in sync, oblivious to the time, lying in the open, each in their own posture, indulging in their desires, their love entwined, rolling on the grass, clinging tightly, giving their all, enjoying the pleasures of nature.
The love grew stronger, the affection deeper, their true love would never be separated, the man was full of energy, the woman seductive to the bone, sucking, licking, swallowing, spitting, caressing, touching, pinching, kneading, embracing in his arms, sweet as honey, erecting his penis and sitting on her vulva, endlessly changing positions, her juices flowing like mountain streams, exceptionally lubricating, her body covered in fragrant sweat, moaning and groaning, his hard penis pounding until she was weak and exhausted, her vulva red and heavy, until dawn, when she finally drifted off to sleep.
As the sun rose, he awoke slowly, feeling refreshed both physically and mentally. She, however, was aching from exertion, her bones and muscles aching from the exertion. They rose and went to the water to wash away the mud and grime, ate a little, and then went into the forest to clean and tidy up his former tree dwelling, preparing for their long-term residence. After
more than half a month of passionate intimacy, their resentment had long been forgotten, and they had become a pair of delighted lovers, seeking pleasure day and night. Although Zhuge Yun felt joy, she found it too much for her extraordinary talents. Unable to find a substitute in the deep mountains, she could only grit her teeth and endure the fatigue, yielding to his every whim.
One afternoon, Luo Feng woke first from his nap. Looking at the beauty in his arms, he found her beautiful in every way. Her soft, jade-like body was like a lamb, nestled and still. Her passion during pleasure was fiery and intense, like a snake coiling endlessly. With a joyful smile on her face, he lay quietly, not wanting to wake her, and gently got up to take a bath in the mountain spring.
Emerging from the woods, I heard a soft singing voice drifting from the spring. The voice was beautiful and melodious, like that of a woman, but who would come from the depths of the mountains? It must be a martial arts expert. I lightly leaped behind a rock beside the pool to get a better look. It was a beautiful young girl, naked, playing in the water.
I was captivated. Her skin was fair and tender, her breasts were high and firm, her face was delicate and charming, and she was humming a mountain song. Especially striking was the patch of dark pubic hair between her legs—it was probably still untouched.
He burst into laughter and leaped to the edge of the pool. His eyes met the woman in the water, startled by the laughter. She saw a naked, muscular man standing by the pool, laughing at her, especially his groin—a thick, red-headed penis that trembled with his laughter. She blushed crimson with shame, her heart pounding with fear. She clutched her chest, covering her breasts, and screamed. She closed her eyes and crouched in the water, unable to escape, her heart pounding. She shouted, "Demon, get out of here, or this fairy will fight you to the death!"
Luo Feng, seeing her disheveled state, was very pleased. He was about to go into the water to pull the mermaid out when he heard a voice behind him: "Brother Feng, no! That's my senior sister!"
He had to stop. The voice in the water sounded familiar. Opening his eyes, he saw another naked woman—his junior sister, Yun. He was astonished. How could his junior sister be with this wild man without even wearing clothes, and calling each other so intimately? Where was Lou Nanxiang, who had only recently married her? He was both ashamed and anxious.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhuge Yun whispered a few words in Luo Feng's ear. He turned and left without a word. Only after they disappeared from sight did she wade into the water to her side and say, "Junior Sister, why are you here, bathing without any concern?"
Bai Xue Xianzi looked at her junior sister with her shoulders raised, and said shyly, "I was ordered to come with Senior Sister to gather herbs. After we parted, we finished gathering the herbs and came here. The water was clear and there was no one around, so I dared to bathe. Although I knew this would happen, why didn't you wear clothes and come here? Where is my brother-in-law? Who is this person?"
"Senior Sister, get up quickly, I'll tell you later."
The two of them got out of the water and hurriedly dressed. They were still naked. They went back to the house, put away the herbs, and prepared dinner. Luo Feng did not show up. After the two sisters finished eating, they went back to the bedroom and slept together.
Zhuge Yun did not talk about the past, but only talked about Luo Feng's character, martial arts, and bedroom skills. She talked about the pleasures of the bedroom, touching and teasing his body with her hands, and removed his clothes, embracing him naked.
Bai Xue was about ten years older than her and rarely interacted with men. Her feelings for a boyfriend were even more uncertain. Although she hadn't become a nun, she had already lived a life of seclusion. Today, a man was naked before her, and her junior sister had described the pleasures of it, even demonstrating with her hands and feet. She felt impressed by his imposing and virile appearance, finding him truly admirable
. Her heart pounded, but she could only feel envy. She closed her eyes and lay motionless. Zhuge Yun knew that Bai Xue's heart was stirred and her desires had been aroused. With a little more seduction, she could hook him and satisfy Feng Ge. Seeing that she remained motionless with her eyes closed, she made a move.
Having received her advice during the day, Luo Feng deliberately avoided her, observing the room from outside the door by lamplight. Seeing her beckon, he tiptoed into the room, walked to the bedside, and whispered, "Yunmei, is she asleep? I want you!"
"Hmm, she's asleep, but be gentle. Use the 'indirect fire' technique, don't wake her. She can only comfort you a little. Have your fun tomorrow after she leaves!"
He also lay on his side on the bed, pressed close to her back, and reached out to grasp her breasts. Her breasts pressed tightly together, her vagina tightly closed. He held her two jade orbs, his penis extending from behind between her two openings, the three of them essentially joined together.
Bai Xue had intended to pretend to be asleep, wanting him to have sex with her so she could experience pleasure. But his large hands grasped and caressed her breasts, sending shivers down her spine, his penis rubbing against her labia. Waves of heat spread throughout her body, a kind of indescribable comfort and pleasure, yet also a tingling sensation, her heart pounding, her blood boiling, an intense itching spreading throughout her body, causing her to tremble naturally. She wanted to refuse, yet couldn't.
Seeing that she didn't resist, Luo Feng felt emboldened and began to caress her freely. Her naked body, snow-white and tender skin, round and smooth flesh, firm nipples, and high, fragrant buttocks were all exposed. His large penis thrust in and rubbed against her, truly arousing his fantasies. Amidst the fragrant grass, his desire intensified.
A surge of lust suddenly rose within him.
Seeing her writhing restlessly and moaning softly, Zhuge Yun knew it was time. She turned slightly, making room for him.
He quickly moved closer, embracing her tightly, covering her lips with his, pressing her beneath him, shifting her naked body to make her lie flat, his penis rapidly rotating, rubbing against her clitoris, giving her no chance to breathe.
She was now completely confused, driven by curiosity and lust, abandoning all resistance and letting him do as he pleased.
Unexpectedly, Luo Feng was blessed with unexpected pleasure. With a slight effort, his penis thrust in, though not fully penetrating, it entered the warm, tight vagina.
"Ah! It hurts so much!"
he whispered, gently kissing her snow-white face, kneading her firm breasts, before stopping and saying, "Good sister, bear with it. Pain is a woman's first hurdle. It will be over soon, and then there will be only pleasure, no pain."
Zhuge Yun also whispered comforting words, explaining the taste of hardship before pleasure, the way to enjoy life, how to deal with her advances, and various positions.
At this moment, the pain had disappeared, and her desire reignited. She moved automatically, her penis naturally hardening, thrusting deep into her vagina, sometimes tight, sometimes loose, stimulating a tingling sensation.
Luo Feng's mesmerizing eyes smelled the fragrant scent emanating from her, and felt the warm liquid making his glans feel wonderfully hot.
Finally, she experienced the pleasure, moaning joyfully, smiling contentedly, and collapsing onto the bed.
He then took turns playing with the two delicate flowers, repeatedly indulging in lewd pleasure. After a night of passionate and unrestrained debauchery in the wilderness, all three of them achieved a high degree of satisfaction. They embraced each other tightly, with sweet smiles on their faces, and fell asleep at the crowing of the rooster.

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