Phoenix Rises in the Martial World

Back in Xiangyang, Guo Jing reflected that although his martial arts skills were high, they hadn't had much impact on the Mongol invasion. Reflecting on this experience, he decided to emulate Yue Fei's strategy of training a strong army to fight the Mongols.
He consulted his female strategist, Huang Rong, who adored her husband. Although somewhat reluctant, she ultimately agreed to let Guo Jing move into the military camp to train the troops. She arranged for Zhu Ziliu to assist Guo Jing. Zhu Ziliu was the head of the four great guards of Dali Kingdom, well-versed in literature and military strategy, making him a perfect fit for Guo Jing. However, Huang Rong never expected that the two would thrive together, working enthusiastically in the military camp, much like Liu Bei's famous line, "I'm so happy here, I don't miss Shu." This put Huang Rong, who had just weaned her child, through a lot of hardship.
It is well known that women are particularly prone to emotional fluctuations before and after childbirth, a truth that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Huang Rong, as a woman, was no exception. However, Guo Jing had been taught from a young age to be loyal to the country and was not enthusiastic about such matters. He regarded sexual relations as merely a responsibility to continue the family line. Fortunately, with the birth of Guo Polu, Guo Jing was relieved of his concern about continuing the family line and began to focus wholeheartedly on his career. Although Huang Rong had some desires, the social environment at the time condemned women who made excessive demands in sexual matters as harlots, so Huang Rong did not speak up.
Previously, Huang Rong could endure the loneliness in her boudoir, but after her two children were weaned, she began to feel unwell. The problem was her milk supply. Huang Rong had plenty of milk, and before, because she had to feed her children daily, she hadn't felt anything. But now that the children were weaned, her milk supply remained plentiful, often causing her breasts to swell painfully. After subtly inquiring with others, she learned what women should do when they have too much milk after childbirth, so she started to do it herself. However, this only made things worse. Huang Rong was at the age when women are most sexually active, and her body was extremely sensitive. Every day, after expressing milk, her delicate body would become soft and sweaty, and her legs would be incredibly sticky.
After several times, Huang Rong couldn't bear it anymore. Adding to this, it was the height of summer, and she felt a constant heat emanating from her body. Unfortunately, Guo Jing had been staying in the military camp for several days, and Huang Rong couldn't go in. She couldn't find a proper reason to ask someone to call Guo Jing home. In utter desperation… Thinking she needed to go out for a stroll and also to check on the situation of the Mongols, Huang Rong, who had always loved to travel in her youth, decided to act on her impulse. She first sent someone to find Guo Jing to inform him, and then began packing her bags. Upon hearing this, Guo Jing pondered for a long time, perhaps out of guilt for neglecting his wife these days, and readily agreed, asking if she needed anyone to accompany her. Huang Rong knew that even if someone did accompany her, it would be her disciple or daughter, and her husband would definitely not go, so she simply sighed and politely declined. Guo Jing, knowing this, did not insist further, after all, his wife was renowned in the martial arts world and he was not afraid of being spied on. So, after standing there for a moment, he returned to the military camp to continue his unfinished work.
By the time Huang Rong finished getting ready, nearly half the day had passed. The sun was no longer as scorching as it was at midday, making it easier to walk. After a little dressing up, Huang Rong stepped out of her room, whereupon a fair-skinned, handsome, and tall young man appeared before everyone, drawing exclamations of amazement from the Guo family members who had come to see her off. Huang Rong, having cultivated her divine skills for many years, was still nearly forty, yet she looked like a young woman in her late twenties. Coupled with her height of five feet six inches (168 cm), which was taller than most women in Jiangnan, her appearance in men's clothing was even more stunning.
After bidding a reluctant farewell to her family, Huang Rong did not ride her little red horse, but simply took a dwarf horse and headed north. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Kaifeng Prefecture was originally the capital of the Song Dynasty, also known as Bianjing or Dongjing.
It was the most prosperous place in the world. Unfortunately, after the Jingkang Incident, the people of Bianjing either died or fled, and this once prosperous city declined. Although the Jin Dynasty later managed the area, it could not hide its decline. After the Mongols destroyed the Jin Dynasty, they used it as a bridgehead for their southward invasion. Therefore, when Huang Rong arrived in Kaifeng Prefecture, she saw a desolate scene.
After the Mongols retreated, they did not leave many troops here. According to the Mongols' usual pride, they were not afraid of the Song Dynasty attacking the city. Therefore, Kaifeng Prefecture was slightly more populated than before. Walking on the wide Zhuque Avenue, looking at the desolate scene, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel silent. Although there were not many Mongols in the city, the Han Chinese people walking on the streets were still in a hurry. Only the rough and uncouth Jianghu men walked with their heads held high and swaggering.
After finding a reasonably clean inn and having the innkeeper prepare ample provisions, she found an inconspicuous corner, ordered a few dishes, and began to drink alone. At this moment, the discussion of a group of people eating in the lobby caught Huang Rong's attention. Listening carefully, she realized that this group of self-proclaimed chivalrous heroes were going to cause trouble for the local town garrison commander. This made Huang Rong's heart stir. She had come out partly to relax and partly to inquire about the true situation in Mongolia. The garrison commander of Kaifeng should know more about it. With this thought in mind, Huang Rong placed a small piece of silver on the table, got up, and left. Because she had altered her appearance when she entered the city, pretending to be an ordinary, simple man, no one noticed her departure.
Just after 7 PM that night, Huang Rong used her lightness skill to enter the residence of the garrison commander of Kaifeng Prefecture. The garrison commander's residence was originally the mansion of the treacherous prime minister Cai Jing. Although it was somewhat dilapidated, it covered a vast area. Entering for the first time, one felt like a headless fly. Fortunately, Huang Rong was clever. She had secretly captured a steward of the garrison commander's residence beforehand and used a soul-shifting technique to find out where the garrison commander lived. Now that she had entered the garrison commander's residence, she went straight to the garrison commander's residence.
The garrison commander of Kaifeng was an Indian named Lubahe. Originally a Brahmin priest from India, he later attached himself to a Mongol nobleman who had entered India at the time. Relying on his illusionary skills and profound yoga abilities, he somehow became the garrison commander of Kaifeng, which greatly displeased the martial arts heroes. They couldn't defeat the Mongols, and even traitors were still Han Chinese, but what were the Indians? So, several times, people tried to assassinate Lubahe. Unfortunately, Lubahe himself was quite skilled, and the assassins were not particularly outstanding. Furthermore, Lubahe kept a low profile, and even the most skilled people didn't bother with him. So, after a while, no one mentioned the assassination attempt anymore.
Unfortunately, Lubach's fate was unfortunate. He encountered Huang Rong, who used her lightness skill to travel for about half a cup of tea's time before finally finding Lubach's location. When she lifted the roof tile and looked inside, she saw a woman with a flushed face and a limp body. It turned out that the garrison commander of Kaifeng was about to consummate his marriage with his concubine. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The garrison commander's room was not furnished like an ordinary house with a small hall, dressing table, and desk. The most conspicuous item in the room was a large, perfectly round bed resembling a lotus platform, surrounded by strange sculptures and utensils. The unassuming, thin garrison commander was naked, manipulating a petite Han Chinese woman who was completely bound. Beside him, two Yi women, one black and one white, were entwined together, their four legs tightly intertwined, groping each other.
The heavy breathing, the sounds of impact, and the woman's desperate moans left Huang Rong, who was looking down from the roof, dumbfounded. Her heart pounded, and her long, beautiful legs unconsciously began to rub together. But after only a moment, Huang Rong suddenly awoke, feeling a swelling in her chest and a cool sensation between her thighs. This discovery filled Huang Rong with shame and anger. She stood up again, forcibly supporting her somewhat weak body, and used her jade palm to strike the tile beneath her feet. With a "smack," Huang Rong fell downwards.
"Who is it?"
Lubach was enjoying himself when he heard a loud crash from the roof. Forgetting about the beauty in his hands, he dodged and saw a person dressed in black descend from the sky. "You... are..." Before he could ask, the person silently raised his palm and struck him. Lubach ignored the concubine who had been killed by the shards, bent over, and curled up into a ball as if he had no bones. He was pushed far away by the force of the palm strike.
"Huh?"
Seeing this strange martial arts, Huang Rong let out a soft exclamation. Intrigued, she attacked again, but Lubach was like a slippery ball, impossible to touch. No matter how Huang Rong struck or grabbed, she couldn't inflict any damage. Seeing that she couldn't break through, Huang Rong stopped and stood still.
Seeing Huang Rong stop attacking, Lubach stretched out his body, standing at a distance, looking at the audacious assassin who had silently launched his attack. Upon seeing him, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his ugly face immediately contorted into a grimace.
He saw that although the assassin was dressed as a man, she possessed a captivating charm, clearly a stunning beauty. "Oh, it's you, beauty!" "You know me?"
Huang Rong was startled by his words and looked at Lubach, but then her face flushed red as she lowered her eyes.
"No, but we'll get to know each other after a little interaction."
Seeing Huang Rong's expression, Lubach was very smug, hands on his hips, swinging his long, snake-like penis.
"Insolence!"
Huang Rong, embarrassed and angry, swung her hand in a palm strike, but Lubahe easily dodged it.
"Don't be like that, beauty, you can't kill me. Look at my kung fu, isn't it good? Want to train together?" Lubahe continued to entice her.
----------------------------------------------------------------------- "Train? How do I train?" Faced with Lubahe's provocation, Huang Rong suddenly became somewhat alluring, while looking up at his old face.
"Beauty, I'll tell you after I use acupressure,"
Lubahe saw Huang Rong's alluring expression and was secretly pleased, but still asked cautiously.
Upon hearing this, Huang Rong's pretty face didn't change. Instead, with a blush of spring in her eyes, she sealed her acupoints in front of Lubahe and walked towards him. As Huang Rong approached, Lubahe swiftly struck towards her dantian. Huang Rong was startled and wanted to dodge, but seeing that his attack wasn't particularly vicious, she steadied herself. However, she noticed that Lubahe stopped half an inch away from her dantian; it turned out he was bluffing her. "You're so annoying..." Huang Rong said in a soft, sweet voice, deliberately using the mannerisms of a woman from Jiangnan. Combined with the shyness she felt upon seeing a naked stranger, she appeared even more alluring.
"Beauty, don't blame me for being overly cautious. It's just that you're too powerful, so I had to be careful." Seeing Huang Rong's blushing face, Lubahe grinned lewdly and swung his lower body forward, reaching out to caress her pretty face. Huang Rong dodged backward, but Lubahe didn't care. He simply took the hairpin Huang Rong was using to hold her hair in place.
After the hairpin was removed, Huang Rong's long, black, and smooth hair cascaded down like a waterfall, reaching her waist. Paired with her pretty face full of springtime charm, she was even more captivating. Looking at this suddenly elegant and beautiful woman, even the seasoned Lubach was momentarily stunned. Huang Rong quickly adjusted her mindset, regaining the cunning mindset she had when she first entered the martial world. She smiled sweetly and said coquettishly, "What do you think of me, Lord Garrison Commander?" "Naturally, you are as beautiful as a fairy."
Lubach was stunned again by Huang Rong's sudden change and unconsciously replied.
"But I find the garrison commander so vulgar and uncouth. How could he... and be so naked... naked... on our first meeting?" After saying this, Huang Rong gave Lubahe a seductive glance, but this time her gaze was drawn to Lubahe's incredibly long, snake-like penis. However, in an instant, Huang Rong was startled and secretly spat at herself, while trying to justify herself: "All of this is for that inexplicable evil skill." "Haha, beauty, don't be angry. Although I am vulgar and uncouth now, when you practice this divine skill with me later, I will find that this body is the best," Lubahe said with a lewd laugh, while reaching out to Huang Rong's slender waist. Huang Rong was conflicted at the moment, so she did not pay attention to Lubahe's actions. "Our martial arts technique is the most extraordinary skill in the world. I've heard that back then, the world's number
one martial artist was vying for a Taoist divine skill. Compared to my divine skill, it's far inferior." "My lord, are you deceiving me?" Huang Rong, who had secretly resolved not to entangle with this fellow and was preparing to kill him, was surprised by Lubahe's words. So, she temporarily disregarded Lubahe's hand moving from her waist to her buttocks and quickly asked.
It should be known that the allure of a divine skill to a martial artist is like the allure of the throne to a prince. Hearing that there was such a divine skill, Huang Rong disregarded everything else. In fact, this was Huang Rong's oversight, because the usually shrewd Huang Rong had not only lost the verbal battle since confronting Lubahe, but had also unknowingly had her innocent body taken advantage of by him.
"Why would we deceive a beauty? Although I have never seen that Taoist divine skill, it must take a long time to become a top master. My divine skill, on the other hand, is an ancient Indian tradition, said to have been passed down by the Ming King. It can make one a master quickly, and if one practices it to a high level, it is possible to attain immortality." Lubahe's hand had already reached for Huang Rong's buttocks. Upon touching them, he felt that they were incredibly soft and elastic, and he couldn't help but squeeze them hard.
"Ah..."
Luba's pinch startled Huang Rong, who was lost in thought. Her body went limp, and she almost collapsed to the ground. She had been celibate for a long time, and after watching so many erotic scenes, her body was already incredibly hot and aroused. After coming down, not only did she see the other man's terrifying body, but she was also captivated by his words. Unexpectedly, before she could even see the divine skill he had mentioned, he had repeatedly defiled her pure body with his back turned. Thinking of this, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. "Huang Rong, Huang Rong, you consider yourself the smartest person in the world besides your father, how could you be tricked by this Indian man with just a few words?" Thinking of this, she wanted to resist, but the heat from the man's hand on her buttocks and the surging heat in her body made her hesitate. Especially when she smelled the strange sandalwood scent on the man behind her, Huang Rong's face turned even redder.
"He's already taken advantage of me so much, it would be a waste if I didn't see that so-called divine skill. Huang Rong, Huang Rong, you must endure it. There's no one else here. Once we get the manual, we can just kill everyone who knows about it." Thinking this, Huang Rong made up her mind. As the daughter of the Eastern Heretic, killing people didn't put any psychological pressure on her.
"Since the beauty is so interested in our skill, let's take her to see it right away." Luba was very pleased with Huang Rong's submissiveness. He boldly slid his hand from her buttocks to her inner thigh. This action made Huang Rong grit her teeth and tense up. She completely forgot her previous self-consolation. Just as she was about to retaliate, Luba's hand suddenly slid back to Huang Rong's slender waist and hugged her. Without wearing pants, he swung his weapon between his legs and walked out.
Huang Rong was startled by Luba's sudden action, her body involuntarily relaxing as she half-slumped in his arms, half-carried out. As the door opened, a breeze blew in, sending a chill through her. But when she saw the scene outside, a cold sweat broke out on her back.
Hundreds of warriors stood outside, armed with crossbows. Seeing their patriarch emerge with a woman in his arms, the warriors remained silent. The leader simply nodded respectfully to the patriarch before waving for the others to leave. Luba ignored them, simply leading Huang Rong towards a nearby room. Seeing this, Huang Rong was puzzled and asked in a soft voice,
"I noticed...it seems those people..."
She paused, as if remembering something, feigning timidity as she looked at Luba.
"Those bastards, hmph, sooner or later I'll make them wish they were dead," Lubahe said fiercely, ignoring Huang Rong's words. He didn't care what the woman in his arms thought, and quickened his pace towards the house. In no time, he entered the room. From the outside, the house looked like a small study, but unexpectedly, inside was a completely different world. A strangely shaped Buddha stood there, and even more surprisingly, a woman was in the Buddha's arms, the two in a sexual position.
A tall figure was quietly meditating before this strange Buddha.
"This…"
Huang Rong asked, somewhat puzzled. The Buddha of Bliss wasn't popular in the Central Plains; even in Tibet, it was only worshipped by the Tantric sect.
"Amitabha Buddha, this is Nanda Shiva, also known as the Joyful Buddha by you Han Chinese." The tall figure meditating before the Buddha stood up and turned around. It was a man with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a tall stature. His long, flowing hair and a chest sculpted like marble accentuated his wild and unrestrained nature. This man wore only a thin layer of hemp cloth around his lower body, his thick legs bare, and he stood there with his arms crossed, as if possessed by an ancient war god.
"Batu, you bastard, what are you doing here?"
Lubah clearly recognized this man. A hint of fear flashed across his face as he withdrew his hand from Huang Rong's waist and stepped forward. His thin body looked even more sleazy standing next to the ancient war god-like man named Batu.
"Lubakh, the *Nandiwa Shiva Sūtra* teaches us that the union of Yin and Yang is the key to turning adversity into prosperity, but you only know how to engage in sexual intercourse. This is not the right path, so don't continue down this wrong path," Batu's voice wasn't loud, and it was hard to imagine that this tall man could speak so politely.
Huang Rong wasn't concerned with any of this at the moment. She only felt dizzy, her mind filled with lustful thoughts, and her lower body began to feel inexplicably empty. Her eyes kept glancing inexplicably at the man's genitals, which were covered by burlap.
"Damn it!"
The changes in her body made Huang Rong realize that she had fallen into the other party's trap. Huang Rong, who had eaten precious pills such as Nine-Flower Jade Dew like candy since childhood, should not have been subdued by such despicable means. However, this time she was not drugged by the Central Plains, but by a secret medicine widely circulated among the high-ranking Brahmins in India. This medicine was extremely rare, and its effect was not as simple as the drugs in the Central Plains that turned people into harlots. The effect of this medicine was to subtly change a woman's physiology and arouse her psychological desires. Huang Rong was already at the age of being full of lust, and after giving birth, she had not been able to consummate her marriage for a long time. Now, when she was seduced by the secret medicine, she was immediately affected. Her already sensitive body was now even more sensitive. The swollen breasts rubbed against her outer clothes, making her feel both stinging and itchy. She wished she could immediately tear off her clothes and release her itchy and stinging breasts.
"Hmph, now that I hold power, how can I simply go back with you? We could have lived in peace, but you're so relentless. In that case, die!" Hearing this, Huang Rong forced herself to look ahead. She saw the two men already locked in combat, their speed unprecedented. "Batu's martial arts are so expansive and powerful, quite similar to my Jing-gege. I wonder if he's as clueless about romance as he is?" She glanced at the
man's burlap-wrapped genitals. "Oh dear, why am I thinking such shameful things? The most important thing is to get out of this place quickly!" She tried to leave, but suddenly, the solid ground cracked open during their fight, swallowing the three unprepared women. Okay, this is the first chapter. There's no explicit content, just setup. Actually, arranging Batu was difficult. Initially, he was supposed to be a soldier, but he ended up being forced into sex by the horny Rong. However, that seemed too illogical, so I settled on this role. A monk and a woman...tsk tsk, lots of gossip! As for why he's Indian, that's a story. You all know that while Indians aren't great in battle, they're skilled in bed. After all, back in the day, Brahmin nuns were like public toilets. So, I made Batu study in India. His variety is what keeps Rong's heart with him forever, right? This story is purely a smutty tale; I won't write too much, at most... There are two more chapters below, otherwise I'll just go straight to the gun, since there's a crackdown going on right now. The incident with that author of "The Charming Wife's Immortal Cultivation Chronicles" tells us that writing this kind of thing will get us investigated, so I don't dare write anything too long. I'm just a poor guy, I can't afford prostitutes, so I'll just write something for myself. But sharing is worse than doing it alone, so I'll just write this for now. This is today's, the rest will come slowly. As for "The Lin Family Chronicles," we'll have to wait. First, I had an inspiration, and second, I didn't have any erotic questions to use. I'm a lazy person, so I usually just borrow things when I write erotic questions. But this one is my pure original, no explicit content, just pure setup. Even those with low masturbation thresholds can still enjoy it, haha!
The Legend of Huang Rong - Phoenix Rises in the Martial World (Part 2)
Author: jolin258 Published: 2014/04/1 by Spring in the Courtyard --------------------------------------------------------------------- Huang Rong had a dream. In the dream, she seemed to have returned to her girlhood. At that time, she had not yet met Guo Jing, her father was not wandering far away all year round, and the Old Urchin was still competing with her father on Peach Blossom Island. In her opinion, what was there to compete about? It was just a Nine Yin Manual!
When she reached the edge of Peach Blossom Island again, gazing at the familiar azure sea and sky, an inexplicable sense of joy welled up within her. Closing her eyes, she carefully felt the sea breeze caressing her face and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. "How long has it been?" she asked herself. She had once vehemently disliked this place and longed for the outside world. But now, returning to her girlhood and standing here once more, she felt immense joy. The shackles that had long weighed on her heart were completely broken. Opening her eyes and looking at everything around her, she suddenly stripped off her clothes, unconcerned about exposing her delicate and beautiful body. Then, like a child, she laughed and leaped into the water, swimming freely like a lively little fish.
The cool seawater enveloped her graceful form. In this moment, she forgot her beloved Guo Jing, her children, and her past. In this moment, she was herself—the carefree princess of Peach Blossom Island—Huang Rong.
After swimming for an unknown amount of time, Huang Rong finally surfaced. She could no longer see Peach Blossom Island, but this didn't frighten her. She was Huang Rong, the little princess of Peach Blossom Island, a water sprite. Floating on the water, she looked left and right, then swam in one direction. Soon, she saw the shadow of an island, clearly not Peach Blossom Island. However, this didn't dampen Huang Rong's curiosity. She slowly approached the shore, found a patch of overgrown weeds, and stopped. She secretly poked her head out of the water and peered towards the shore.
Her eyes widened, unable to look away.
On a small, flat patch of land on the shore, on a flat stone the size of a bed, lay a tall man, resembling an ancient war god. The man's body was sharply defined, as if sculpted from marble, and between his thick legs was a long, erect penis pointing straight to the sky.
"That's a man's penis,"
a sudden thought flashed through Huang Rong's mind, startling her.
Suddenly awakened, she realized she had somehow found herself on the shore, sitting beside a man who resembled an ancient war god. His spear-like penis was less than half a foot away, its thick, infantile-arm-like shape now appearing menacingly menacing, making Huang Rong's mouth inexplicably dry.
"This man's penis is much bigger than Brother Jing's... Hmm, Brother Jing," Huang Rong thought, looking at the man again, only to find his face veiled in mist. "Is this a dream?" Huang Rong asked herself hesitantly, looking at the unfamiliar male body before her, while pinching herself hard with her right hand.
"It really is a dream."
The lack of pain allowed Huang Rong to completely relax. "But why does this dream feel so real?" Looking at the incredibly real, pillar-like penis before her, she answered her question firmly in her heart, while her right hand, as if to prove something, reached for the unfamiliar penis.
"Hmm..."
As soon as Huang Rong's right hand touched the man's penis, she quickly withdrew it and stared at her right hand. The real touch made her momentarily lose her senses. Staring blankly at the still hard and erect penis, Huang Rong suddenly felt an unusual emptiness. That emptiness made her mouth dry again, and her originally clear eyes became hazy again.
"This is a dream,"
Huang Rong thought, as if trying to justify herself. Her right hand trembled again as she reached for the erect penis, grasping it. For some reason, when her hand finally touched it, she felt a small surge of excitement. Carefully feeling the texture of the object in her hand, she discovered it was so large, hard, and real, and even a little hot. At that moment, her breathing became heavy, her full breasts rising and falling with her breaths. Her legs, which had been pressed together, slowly rubbed together, then stiffened, and then began to convulse. With a seductive low moan, a clear liquid flowed from between her legs. The moment she grasped it, she experienced a brief orgasm.
"Ah!"
The brief orgasm seemed to drain all her strength. She slumped between the man's legs, a suggestive scent filling her nostrils. The brief pleasure didn't calm her; instead, it made her feel even more empty. "No, I can't betray Brother Jing," Huang Rong thought silently, looking at the still menacing object.
"But this is a dream,"
Huang Rong's jade-like hand had unconsciously slid down her thigh towards her private parts. Where her hand touched, there was already a watery landscape. The moment her fingertips touched her labia, a tingling sensation from the depths of her heart instantly spread throughout her body, causing her to let out a muffled groan. At the same time, her right hand couldn't help but stroke the hard penis.
"Ugh... um..."
The heat in her hand and the sensation below made Huang Rong's lips part slightly, and she let out a suppressed moan. In no time, she was covered in fragrant sweat, and her full breasts rose and fell rapidly with her heavy breathing.
"It's so uncomfortable..."
Although this action gave her some comfort, it did not fundamentally relieve the desire in her body. Instead, it made her lust even more intense. After a moment of frenzy, she couldn't help but stop, leaning against the stranger's body, looking longingly at the treasure in her hand. She knew that if she wanted, she could let this hard treasure penetrate her body at any time and taste that intoxicating pleasure.
Thinking of this, Huang Rong felt her mouth go dry and her desire surge; it had been a very long time since she had made love with her husband.
"What are you thinking? Having such a lewd dream is already inappropriate, how can you continue in this dream…?" Thinking this, Huang Rong shook her head in self-reproach.
"But it's so uncomfortable, it's just a dream anyway."
Her fair skin was now flushed like a fried shrimp, her elegant and noble face was also red with desire, and fragrant sweat slowly slid down her smooth, glistening skin, then dripped onto the ground with a "plop" and shattered. The
restraint was unbearable; in an instant, Huang Rong's composure crumbled. She gritted her teeth, and as if possessed, she mounted the man, straddling his body.
She had been completely naked while swimming, and now, sitting on this strange man, her smooth, hairless lower body felt as if she were sitting on a rough stone. The indescribable feeling made her heart flutter, her mind buzzing, and she couldn't help but sway her plump buttocks, her wet vulva rubbing against the man's belly.
"Mmm..."
Her smooth lower body slid against his rough skin, and a wave of pleasure surged through her body like an electric current, causing her to tremble and moan. In no time, her juices had made the man's belly sticky and slippery. As her movements became more and more intense, his hard, enormous penis inadvertently poked against her plump buttocks. The hot glans brushed against her sticky cleft, and Huang Rong felt her blood rush to her head. The dizziness brought on by the shyness of being touched in her private parts by a strange man caused her full body to fall backward at that moment, her round buttocks pressing tightly against that hot, enormous penis.
"Ah!"
The sudden contact startled Huang Rong, making her flustered. She struggled to support her delicate body, then limply leaned forward onto the man, letting out a seductive moan. Her full breasts pressed against the man's chest, squeezing into two round balls of flesh that rolled around, while her buttocks arched upwards. Her wet vulva met the thick penis, her soft labia clinging to the hot shaft, causing her to tremble again and moan involuntarily. The unfamiliar yet stimulating pleasure of being in contact with a stranger's genitals made her sensitive body tremble once more, and a large amount of clear fluid gushed from her lower body.
The unbearable heat and emptiness in her lower body made it impossible for her to endure any longer. "This is a dream, it's a dream," she thought, seemingly finding an excuse to stop her suffering. Huang Rong pushed herself up with both hands, her flowing hair billowing back as her voluptuous body straightened. She sat back on the man, panting, her two full, perky breasts swaying heavily.
Looking up at the man's face shrouded in mist, Huang Rong's conflicted heart calmed slightly. "This is a dream," she told herself again. Then, she braced herself against the man's hard chest, her plump buttocks sliding up his thick, long penis. The penis, wet with her own fluids, was incredibly slippery. Soon, it touched the large tip. The moment their genitals made contact, Huang Rong couldn't help but tremble. A surge of intense pleasure followed, and a clear stream of love fluid involuntarily gushed from her vulva.
Her tender, moist labia seemed to be parched with thirst. The moment they touched the large glans, they contracted and relaxed repeatedly, as if trying to swallow the entire penis. Huang Rong's entire body turned red and she felt unbearably hot. Unable to endure it any longer, she pressed her plump buttocks down involuntarily... "Oh..." Huang Rong's eyebrows furrowed. She felt her labia being stretched open by an incredibly thick and hard object. The sensation, like a silver bottle suddenly shattering, almost made her cry out.
"So powerful!"
The burning, tight sensation in her lower body made her suppress her throbbing. She dared not press her plump buttocks down any further, but the ecstatic tingling made her restless. Unable to resist the urge to move, she finally couldn't help but gently wiggle her buttocks. Afraid of tearing her vulva, Huang Rong could only use the glans of the penis embedded in her vagina as an axis, twisting her plump buttocks back and forth. But after a few times, the burning pleasure in her lower body gave her a sense of emptiness and etherealness. The intense desire made her feel that waiting even a moment longer would be torture.
"I can't take it anymore..."
Huang Rong tilted her head back in longing, her full, firm breasts rising high, her plump buttocks falling heavily... "Ah..." With a long and satisfied groan, a slippery and hot penetration sensation came strongly, as if a long spear had pierced her body. In an instant, the hot, huge penis had deeply penetrated her honeyed cave filled with love juice.
A wave of overwhelming pleasure washed over her entire body. Her brows furrowed, her beautiful eyes closed slightly, and tears of joy streamed down her face. A long sigh escaped her lips, her sensual mouth forming an "O" shape. This long-awaited swelling sensation made Huang Rong feel as if her body had been split in two by this enormous penis.
In an instant, Huang Rong's brows furrowed, her body straightening. That penis, several times larger than Jing Gege's, finally filled her honeyed desire. How wonderful it was to be penetrated by something so large, reaching her uterus and churning endlessly! At this moment, she stopped thinking, unknowingly sinking into the abyss of desire.
The tingling, numb, itchy, and tingling sensation in her private parts, a strange mixture of pleasure and pain, penetrated her body with the churning of the hot penis, reaching her core and instantly filling the emptiness within this beautiful young woman.
She gasped and moaned rapidly, her cries soft and sweet, seemingly resisting yet accepting the wet, slippery penis that had penetrated her beautiful, secluded passage.
Huang Rong gripped the man's chest muscles tightly with both hands, her face arched back, her pearly white teeth biting down on a tuft of her long hair. Tears streamed down her face along with the pain and the strange pleasure of the hard object penetrating her, and she let out muffled groans.
When the pain, like that of her first night, subsided, the intense pleasure of being filled made her arch her back, reaching behind her to hold onto the man's thick thighs, supporting her full body as she arched backward, her plump buttocks rising and falling gently with each breath. One thrust, two thrusts—the friction between the penis and her intimate parts caused her body to surge like a turbulent sea, her love juices flowing freely with excitement.
At this moment, Huang Rong straddled the man like a woman riding her beloved little red horse, her hands gripping his chest, her plump buttocks rising and falling, her lustrous hair cascading like a waterfall, her proud, erect breasts swinging wildly, making a series of lewd "slap! slap!" sounds as they hit her delicate white breasts.
Seductive moans escaped her cherry-like lips, each rise and fall bringing her new sensations. "Oh... it's hitting the spot... again... faster... ah..." A string of lewd words she had never uttered before escaped Huang Rong's lips. She had forgotten everything, uttering incoherent cries. Each act of physical intimacy brought her soft, sweet moans, beads of sweat sliding down her rosy cheeks, a captivating blush rising to her body. Her tight labia gripped the man's massive penis, and drops of nectar splattered between their joined bodies, dripping down his thick member and onto her crotch.
After a frenzied thrusting of over a thousand times, Huang Rong finally reached the edge of climax. The pleasure she experienced with this strange man was unlike anything she had ever felt before. With a long, delicate cry, her snow-white body trembled and spasmed. Her shapely, long legs gripped the man's waist tightly, her slender, pink toes curling and stiffening, and the fleshy walls of her vagina tightly sucking and gripping his glans.
Suddenly, her whole body shuddered, her head snapped back, and her long, flowing hair flew backward. In that instant, she finally experienced the extreme pleasure of being on the verge of death.
"Ah..."
Before the ecstasy had subsided, Huang Rong felt streams of scalding semen violently pounding against her uterus, so hot that she couldn't help but cry out. She lay weakly on the man's body, feeling the hot, sticky semen constantly washing over her. Huang Rong's mind began to drift, and her consciousness slowly sluggish. The beautiful woman, who had just experienced ecstasy, held the man beneath her tightly, sinking into the deepest part of her consciousness.
---------------------------------------------------------------------- It's actually quite difficult to write about how the female strategist would have an affair. In reality, it's practically impossible for her to do so unless she wanted to. Therefore, the earlier setting of her being sexually frustrated feels very realistic. Even though she's incredibly capable, she's still a woman, and it would be difficult for her to actively have an affair. I recently rewatched *The Distant Visitor*, and I found the concept of dreams quite appealing. Since the earlier setting involved the female strategist falling for a trap, having a wet dream is perfect. Having an affair in a dream shouldn't be too psychologically taxing, since it's just a dream. So, Huang Rong's affair is quite logical, and the rest of the story follows more naturally.
The later explicit descriptions are taken from Shangguan's *The Smiling, Proud Wanderer*. I've edited and added some parts to create the explicit descriptions in this story. Please don't be offended; this is purely for my own amusement, not for profit. Just enjoy it! This is part 2; there's another one.

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