Sun Wukong tricks and rapes the Rakshasa woman

The story goes that Tang Sanzang and his disciples needed the Banana Leaf Fan, the wife of the Bull Demon King, to cross the Flaming Mountains.

Sun Wukong volunteered to go and obtain the fan, but the Iron Lady, resentful that Wukong had asked Guanyin to subdue Red Boy, refused to give it to him.

Having no other choice, Sun Wukong seized the opportunity while the Bull Demon King was at a banquet to steal his mount, Golden-Eyed Horse. He transformed himself into the Bull King, rode the beast, and on a cloud, soon arrived at the entrance of the Banana Leaf Cave on Green Cloud Mountain. He called out, "Open the door!" Two young girls inside the cave opened the door upon hearing the voice. Seeing the Bull Demon King's face, they immediately reported, "Madam, the King has returned home!" At this moment, Princess Iron Fan sat on her fragrant couch, secretly grieving. Her husband, bewitched by the alluring fox spirit, had not returned home for years, leaving her alone in her empty chamber, filled with self-pity. Her child had been taken by Guanyin, and to make matters worse, that damned Sun Wukong had come knocking on her door. Overwhelmed with worry, two strings of tears rolled down her cheeks. Suddenly,

she heard the little girl say that her husband had returned. Princess Iron Fan's heart leaped with joy, and her worries vanished. The couple had always shared a deep affection, so Princess Iron Fan quickly tidied her hair and hurried out to greet him.

The Bull Demon King dismounted, leading in his golden-eyed beast; daring to deceive the beautiful woman. Although Princess Iron Fan was an earth immortal, she couldn't recognize him with her naked eyes. Seeing that her husband's appearance was as before, his charm unchanged, she was overjoyed and immediately took his hand and led him inside. She ordered the maids to set out seats and serve tea. The whole family, seeing their mistress, were all respectful and deferential.

Sun Wukong, holding Princess Iron Fan's soft, snow-white hand, said with a smile, "My lady, it's been so long! How are you?" Princess Iron Fan, hearing this, deliberately replied, "My husband has been so devoted to our new marriage, neglecting me. What brings you here today?" Sun Wukong, seeing her words, knew she was resentful that the Bull Demon King had left her alone, so he spoke even more gently, "It's just that Princess Jade Face has taken a new wife, and household affairs are numerous, and I have many friends to attend to, so I've been delayed. But I've managed to build up my own household." He added, "I recently heard that Wukong is protecting Tang Sanzang and is approaching the Flaming Mountains. I fear he might come to borrow your fan. I hate that he hasn't avenged the murder of my son, but when he comes, please send someone to inform me so I can capture him and tear him to pieces to avenge my marital grievances." Upon hearing the name "Wukong," Princess Iron Fan, remembering how the monkey had repeatedly come to beg for the Banana Leaf Fan, even burrowing into her liver and causing her immense suffering, burst into tears. Overwhelmed with grief, she threw herself into her husband's arms, sobbing, "My husband, Wukong has already come! He almost killed me!" Sun Wukong, embracing his beloved, feigned anger and scolded, "When did that impudent monkey leave?" Princess Iron Fan replied, "Not yet. Yesterday he came to borrow the fan. Because he harmed my child, I donned my precious sword and went out to kill that monkey. He endured the pain and called me his sister-in-law, saying that the Great King had sworn brotherhood with him." Sun Wukong said, "We were sworn brothers five hundred years ago." "Rakshasa said, 'He dared not reply when I scolded him, nor dared he lay a hand on me when I slashed him. Then I fanned him away with my fan; I don't know where he found some kind of wind-fixing technique, but this morning he was calling out outside the door again. I used my fan again, but he wouldn't budge. When I swung my sword to strike, he wouldn't let me. I was afraid his staff was too heavy, so I went into the cave and closed the door tightly. I don't know where he came from, but he crawled into my stomach, and I was almost killed by him! I called him 'Uncle' a few times and gave him the fan.' Sun Wukong then pretended to beat his chest and said, 'What a pity! My wife was wrong, how could you give this treasure to that monkey?

I'm so angry!' Rakshasa was comforted by her husband's anger. After all, they were of one mind, and her concern was evident in her words. She

quickly smiled and said, 'Your Majesty, please calm down. The fan I gave him was fake; I just tricked him.' Wukong asked, 'Where is the real fan?' Rakshasa smiled and said, 'Don't worry, don't worry!'" "I've kept it." Turning back, he ordered a maid to prepare wine to welcome the bride and offer a toast, saying, "Your Majesty, on your newlywed wedding day, please remember the bond of marriage. Please have a cup of water from our hometown." Sun Wukong dared not refuse, and could only smile, raise the cup, and drink with the Rakshasa woman. After several rounds of wine, the Rakshasa woman felt slightly tipsy, and her lustful desires stirred. She began to rub against Sun Wukong, touching and caressing him, holding his hand, whispering sweet nothings, leaning against him shoulder to shoulder, and whispering intimately.

As the saying goes, "Love is a thing that corrupts the mind." At first, Wukong pretended to be insincere, laughing and joking with her, but eventually, he too leaned against her.

The two men played drinking games until the wine was gone. Under the lamplight, Wukong gazed at the Rakshasa woman. She was a beautiful young woman, graceful and charming. Her hair was loosely tied up, her face flushed, her delicate features seemingly fragile, her cherry lips moving frequently, her nose exquisite, her fingers slender like finely carved jade, and her arms full yet boneless.

Wukong had only intended to trick her into giving him the fan, but the fine wine had aphrodisiac properties. A surge of lust rose from his lower abdomen, and the Rakshasa woman, having been deprived of her husband for years, became even more alluring. Her breasts were half-exposed, her gold buttons loose, her face flushed like a peach blossom, her body swaying like a willow, her starry eyes hazy, her voice soft and gentle. Wukong could hardly contain himself, secretly chuckling, 'I, Old Sun, am so lucky! Such a peerless beauty, and Old Bull doesn't appreciate it, letting me, Old Sun, get such a great deal!' Taking advantage of a moment of lucidity, Wukong asked Princess Iron Fan, "Madam, where did you keep the real fan? I'll keep a close eye on it. I'm afraid Sun Wukong, with his many transformations, might try to trick me again." Princess Iron Fan blushed upon hearing her husband mention this, and said coyly, "My husband is so naughty...knowing I... um..." Her words trailed off, becoming barely audible. Wukong was completely bewildered; though he could transform into the Bull Demon King, he knew nothing of their marital affair. Looking at Princess Iron Fan's beautiful face, he was captivated by her beauty and pulled her into his arms. He handed her a cup of wine, urging her to drink half. Princess Iron Fan, pleased by her husband's thoughtfulness, parted her cherry lips and took a sip. The crimson rim of the cup delighted Wukong, and he hastily downed the entire cup, savoring the taste.

"My husband..." "It's so hot..." Rakshasa murmured, her delicate nose wagging softly. Hearing this, Wukong understood and removed her upper garment, revealing her soft, jade-like breasts.

At this moment, Wukong was quite intoxicated. He cupped Rakshasa's pink, pretty face in his hands and whispered, "I love you so much!" He then gently moved his lips to kiss her small mouth. Rakshasa's tongue parted slightly, passionately responding to Wukong's, their tongues intertwining intensely, humming softly.

Wukong's lust was aroused; his penis hardened and stood erect, reaching Rakshasa's crotch. Rakshasa felt her husband's arousal, reached out and grasped it, startled. It was like a burning stick, searing her palm. It was about a foot long and a full circumference thick, its head the size of a fist. Rakshasa exclaimed in surprise, "My darling, it's been years since we last met! When did your thing become so big?" "Wukong was born of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a stone monkey born from the earth; how could his genitals not be strong?" Seeing the Rakshasa woman's doubt, he quickly covered up, saying, "I was fortunate enough to receive a divine formula from a fellow Daoist, which made my genitals strong, allowing me to handle a hundred women a day without ejaculating." The Rakshasa woman was overcome with lust, clinging tightly to Wukong. Wukong reached out and lifted her lower garment, touching her vulva, which was already overflowing with jade dew, his hands slippery. Wukong was already beyond restraint, and with both hands he pulled the Rakshasa woman towards the fragrant bed, unbuttoning her trousers. He saw that the Rakshasa woman's body was snow-white, her breasts high and firm, exquisite like jade. Between her white thighs, a strand of green grass glistened with crystal fluid, extremely lovely. Wukong parted the Rakshasa woman's jade thighs, stood between her legs, and aimed his genitals at her flower core, thrusting in with a "whoosh."

"It hurts, husband, go slower." The Rakshasa woman frowned, her delicate brows furrowed, her body weak and frail. She wrapped her arms around Wukong's waist, begging him to stop thrusting. This was because her flower path had been deprived of rain for a long time, and Wukong's penis was enormous, making it difficult for her to adjust immediately.

Wukong, in his first encounter with the Rakshasa woman, felt her flower path pressed tightly against him, experiencing unparalleled pleasure and comfort. His desire was at its peak, and he replied, "I know, my darling, I will make you happy." Ignoring her pain, he quickly released her hands and thrust wildly with all his might.

Seeing her husband's frenzied passion, the Rakshasa woman, though in pain, could only grit her teeth and endure it. Before she knew it, there were eight or nine hundred thrusts. The Rakshasa woman, finally experiencing pleasure, closed her eyes slightly and parted her cherry lips, uttering incoherent "ah ah." Wukong, knowing her arousal, thrust even more fiercely, like "the golden headband falling into the lotus cave—a tumultuous sea." The Rakshasa woman, like parched land receiving sweet rain, swayed her willow waist and arched her jade buttocks, constantly responding to Wukong's thrusts.

Sun Wukong thrust harder and harder, pumping over three thousand times in one go, each time penetrating to the very root, causing Princess Iron Fan to scream in agony. For a moment, moans and soft groans filled the Banana Cave of Mount Cuiyun, a scene of intense passion. One was a Great Immortal, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven; the other a renowned Earth Immortal who had attained enlightenment a thousand years earlier—what a battle!

Sun Wukong pressed his body tightly against her, thrusting and pounding within her, displaying the prowess of a master of the staff. Since accompanying Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West, he had never experienced such pleasure. The beauty was like jade, the spring scenery exquisite; the taste was something Wukong could savor slowly, while we, the onlookers, could only watch and masturbate.

The Rakshasa woman, having remained celibate for years, was utterly chaste. When her husband returned, she wept sweetly, yielding to his desires, unaware that she had lost her virginity to the monkey's crotch. In their passionate lovemaking, like flowers blooming and fading, they tossed and turned in bed, the Rakshasa woman's vulva surging with waves, losing herself countless times. She felt her husband's penis inside her, incredibly powerful, its thrusting and contracting perfectly suited to her needs. She secretly felt grateful to the Daoist who had given her the elixir, for doing a good deed that would last a thousand years.

'My husband… my heart is broken… I cannot continue… how about we make peace…' The Rakshasa woman's limbs went limp and numb, panting heavily, she issued a truce.

Having tasted the sweetness, Wukong was unwilling to stop. He made Princess Iron Fan turn around and lie on the bed. Then, holding her jade-like legs with both hands, he thrust hard into her flower core, pumping and pounding. Princess Iron Fan cried out in pleasure, unable to resist ejaculating several more times. Only then did Wukong release his sweet and delicious monkey essence into Princess Iron Fan's womb, and countless monkey offspring went to their respective places.

The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, and the two lay together, chest to chest.

"Husband, you made me feel so good," Princess Iron Fan, her face as beautiful as a begonia after the rain, pressed her pink face against Wukong's chest and said sweetly.

Wukong's desire had been satisfied, and he remembered the purpose of his trip. He asked her, "I wonder where you hid the fan, my wife. I am very worried." Princess Iron Fan scolded, "My king, it has been two years since we parted. You must have been indulging in pleasure day and night, and your mind has been hurt by that Jade-Faced Princess. How could you forget your own precious thing?" Wukong chuckled dryly, cupped her rosy face, and kissed her, saying, "My dear wife, my memory is failing me. Tell me what it is, so I can keep it safe for you, lest that monkey snatch it." Seeing her husband's words, the Rakshasa woman shyly pointed a slender finger between her thighs, uttered a spell, and after a flash of light, an object the size of an apricot leaf flew from her lower body into her palm. Wukong was startled; he hadn't expected the Rakshasa woman to hide the Banana Leaf Fan in such a secret place.

The Rakshasa woman handed the precious fan to Sun Wukong, explaining, "Just twist the seventh red thread on the handle with your left thumb, and chant 'Tong Xu He Xi Xi Chui Hu,' and it will grow twelve feet long. This treasure is infinitely versatile! Even a flame eighty thousand miles long can be extinguished with a single fan." Sun Wukong listened intently, memorizing the words, but kept the fan in his mouth. Although the fan was placed between the Rakshasa woman's private parts, it carried a sweet fragrance. Wukong's heart fluttered, savoring the memory of Princess Iron Fan's good qualities. However, remembering his important mission, he couldn't linger. He wiped his face, revealing his true form, and shouted angrily, "Princess Iron Fan! Look at me, your own husband! And you've dragged me into all these shameful schemes! Aren't you ashamed! Aren't you ashamed!" Upon seeing that it was Sun Wukong, Princess Iron Fan's jade-like face flushed red with shame. She cried out, "I'm so angry! I'm so angry!" Looking at herself naked, the bed in disarray, her life's purity ruined by the monkey's hands, she felt ashamed before her husband and wanted to die!

Sun Wukong didn't care about her life or death, and went straight out of the Banana Cave. It was truly a case of: "Without lust, he still sought out the flower bud, deceiving and raping Princess Iron Fan, returning with a triumphant smile."

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