Sun Wukong seduces Rakshasa woman

Recently, while rereading the classic novel *Journey to the West*, I came across the chapter about Sun Wukong's three attempts to steal the Banana Leaf Fan. It mentions that Sun Wukong transformed into the Bull Demon King to trick Princess Iron Fan into handing over the fan. The author didn't provide a detailed description at this point, glossing over the ambiguous situation. This made me wonder: Humans aren't saints, let alone monkeys. Faced with such a beautiful and delicate woman as Princess Iron Fan, could the monkey possibly resist? Can the reader believe it? Therefore, I had a dream conversation with the esteemed author Wu Cheng'en, who authorized me to explain this plot point to dispel my confusion.The story goes that Tang Sanzang and his disciples wanted to cross the Flaming Mountains, but they needed the Banana Leaf Fan of Princess Iron Fan, wife of the Bull Demon King, to get there. Sun Wukong volunteered to go and ask for the fan, but Princess Iron Fan, who resented Wukong for asking Guanyin to subdue Red Boy, refused to give it to him. Having exhausted all other options, Sun Wukong seized the opportunity of the Bull Demon King's banquet to steal his mount, Jinqing. He transformed himself into the Bull King, riding the beast and soaring through the clouds. Before long, he arrived at the entrance of the Banana Cave on Mount Cuiyun and called out, "Open the door!" Two 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 was sitting on her fragrant couch, secretly heartbroken. Her husband had been bewitched by that alluring fox spirit and had not returned home for years, leaving her alone in her empty chamber, feeling lonely and pitiful. Her child had been taken away by Guanyin, and now that damned Sun Wukong had come to bully her. After much deliberation, Princess Iron Fan was filled with worries, and two strings of tears rolled down her fragrant cheeks. Upon hearing the girl's words that her husband had returned, the Rakshasa was overjoyed, all her worries vanishing. She and her husband had always shared a deep affection, so the Rakshasa quickly tidied her hair and hurried out to greet him. The Bull Demon King dismounted, leading in his golden-eyed beast; boldly, he tried to seduce the beautiful woman. Although the Rakshasa 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, leading him inside. She instructed the maids to set out seats and serve tea, and the entire family, recognizing their mistress, treated her with utmost respect. Sun Wukong, holding Princess Iron Fan's delicate, snow-white hand, smiled and said, "My lady, it's been so long since we last met. How are you?" Princess Iron Fan, hearing this, deliberately replied, "My husband has been so devoted to our new marriage, leaving me all alone. What brings you here today?" Seeing Princess Iron Fan's words, Sun Wukong knew she was resentful that the Bull Demon King had left her alone in her empty chambers, so he spoke even more gently, saying, "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 away. But I've managed to build up my own household." He added, "I recently heard that you, Wukong, are protecting Tang Sanzang..." "Near the Flaming Mountains, I fear he will come to borrow the fan from you. I hate that bastard who harmed my son, and I haven't avenged him. 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," the Rakshasa woman, remembering how the monkey had repeatedly come to ask for the Banana Leaf Fan, burrowing into her liver and causing her endless 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) Holding the beautiful woman in his arms, he deliberately feigned anger and scolded, "When did that mischievous monkey leave?" The Rakshasa woman replied, "He hasn't left yet. Yesterday he came to borrow a fan from me. Because he harmed my child, I donned my magic sword and went out to chop at the 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, "They were sworn brothers five hundred years ago." The Rakshasa woman said, "He dared not reply when I scolded him, nor dared he lay a hand on me. Later, I swatted him away with my fan; I don't know where he found a way to fix the wind, but this morning he was calling out again outside my door." "Alas! It was me who used the fan again, but I couldn't move him. When I swung my sword to strike, he wouldn't let me pass. 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 almost lost my life! 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 she give this treasure to that monkey? I'm so angry!" Seeing her husband's furious state, the Rakshasa woman was very comforted. After all, they were of one mind as husband and wife, and their concern was evident in their words. She hurriedly said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please calm down. He only received a fake fan; it was just to fool him." Wukong asked immediately, "Where is the real fan?" The Rakshasa smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry! I've kept it." Turning around, she ordered her maid to prepare wine to welcome him and celebrate. She then raised a cup and said, "Your Majesty, on your newlywed wedding day, please don't forget the bond of marriage. Please have a cup of water from our hometown." Sun Wukong dared not refuse, so he smiled, raised the cup, and drank with the Rakshasa. After several rounds of wine, the Rakshasa 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, and leaning close to him. As the saying goes, "Love is a corrupting influence." At first, Wukong pretended to be affectionate, laughing and joking with her, but eventually, he too leaned against her. The two played a drinking game until the wine was gone. Under the lamplight, Wukong looked at the Rakshasa woman. She was a young woman with captivating charm and graceful bearing. Her hair was loosely tied up, her face flushed, her pretty face seemed delicate enough to be broken by a breath, her cherry lips moved frequently, her nose was exquisite, and her ten fingers were slender, like finely carved jade. Her arms were full but not fleshy, beautiful yet boneless. Wukong had only intended to trick her into giving him the fan, but he hadn't expected the fine wine to be so aphrodisiac. A surge of lust rose from his lower abdomen. Coupled with the fact that the Rakshasa woman hadn't been with her husband for many years, she became even more alluring. Her breasts were half-exposed, her face as red as a peach blossom, her body swaying like a tender willow, her starry eyes hazy, and her voice soft and gentle. This made Wukong unable to contain himself, and he secretly chuckled, "I, Old Sun, am so lucky! Such a peerless beauty, yet Old Bull doesn't know how to cherish her, letting me, Old Sun, get such a great deal." Taking advantage of a moment of clarity, Wukong asked Rakshasa, "Madam, where do you keep the real fan? Be careful morning and night. But I'm afraid Sun Wukong is so versatile, he might try to trick me again." When Rakshasa heard her husband mention this, her pretty face flushed, and she said coyly, "Husband, you're so mean... knowing that I... um..." Her words grew softer and softer, almost inaudible. Wukong was completely confused; although he could transform into the Bull Demon King, he knew nothing of their marital affair. Gazing at the Rakshasa woman's beautiful face, he was captivated by her allure. He pulled her close, embraced her, and offered her a cup of wine, urging her to drink half. The Rakshasa woman, pleased by her husband's tenderness, parted her cherry lips and took a sip. The crimson rim of the cup thrilled Sun Wukong, who hastily downed the cup in one gulp, savoring the taste. "Husband...it's so hot..." the Rakshasa woman murmured, her delicate nose snorting softly. Wukong, understanding her meaning, loosened her blouse, revealing her soft, jade-like breasts. At this moment, Wukong was in high spirits from the wine. He cupped Rakshasa's delicate pink face in his hands and whispered, "I love you to death!" As he spoke, he gently brought his mouth to hers and kissed her small lips. Rakshasa gently parted her tongue and passionately responded to Wukong's tongue, their tongues intertwining fiercely, and she moaned softly. Wukong, overcome with lust, erected his penis, which reached right up to the Rakshasa woman's crotch. Sensing her husband's arousal, the Rakshasa woman reached out and grasped it, only to be startled. The object 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. The Rakshasa woman exclaimed in surprise, "My darling, it's been years! When did your thing become so large?" Wukong was born of the essence of heaven and earth, a stone monkey; how could his penis not be magnificent? Seeing the Rakshasa woman's suspicion, he quickly covered it up, saying, "I was fortunate enough to receive a divine formula from a friend, which has greatly enhanced my virility, allowing me to seduce a hundred women a day without ejaculating." The Rakshasa woman, aroused, clung tightly to Wukong. Wukong reached out, parted her lower garment, and touched her vulva, which was already overflowing with lustful fluid, his hands slippery and wet. Wukong was now beyond restraint, his hands... He pulled the Rakshasa woman close and headed towards the fragrant bed. He removed her trousers, revealing her snow-white body, her breasts high and firm, exquisitely beautiful. Between her white thighs, a wisp of green pubic hair glistened with glistening fluid—utterly adorable. Wukong parted her thighs, stood between her legs, and thrust his penis into her flower's core. With a soft "whoosh," his penis entered. "It hurts! Husband, go slower!" The Rakshasa woman frowned, weak and unable to withstand the thrusting. She wrapped her arms around Wukong's waist, begging him to stop. Because her flower path hadn't been touched in a long time, and Wukong's penis was enormous, she couldn't immediately adjust. When Wukong first came to love the Rakshasa woman, he felt her flower path pressed tightly against his, an incomparably pleasurable sensation. Overwhelmed with pleasure, he replied, "I know, my darling, I'll make you happy." Ignoring her pain, he quickly released her hands and thrust wildly with all his might. Seeing her husband's madness, the Rakshasa woman, though in pain, could only grit her teeth and endure. Before she knew it, eight or nine hundred thrusts had passed. Finally, the Rakshasa woman, her suffering over, closed her eyes slightly and uttered incoherent "ah ah" sounds. Wukong, knowing her arousal was rising, thrust even harder, like "the golden headband falling into the lotus cave—churning the seas." The Rakshasa woman, like parched land receiving rain, swayed her slender 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 hilt, causing Rakshasa to scream in agony. For a moment, moans and 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, squeezing her breasts, thrusting and pounding inside Rakshasa, 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; let Wukong savor the taste, while we, the onlookers, can only watch and masturbate. The Rakshasa woman, having remained celibate for years, was utterly chaste. When her husband turned back, she naturally wept sweetly, yielding to his desires, unaware that she had lost her virginity to the monkey's crotch. In their passionate embrace, like flowers blooming and fading, they tossed and turned in bed, the Rakshasa woman's vulva surging with desire, ejaculating countless times. She felt her husband's penis inside her, incredibly vigorous, its thrusting and contraction utterly satisfying. She couldn't help but secretly thank 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 the Rakshasa woman turn around and lie face down on the bed. Then, he grabbed her jade-like legs with both hands and thrust hard into her flower core, pumping and pounding. The Rakshasa woman cried out in pain, unable to resist ejaculating several more times. Only then did Wukong release his sweet and delicious monkey essence into the Rakshasa woman's womb. Countless monkeys and their offspring went their separate ways. The storm subsided, and the two lay together, chest to chest, flesh to flesh."My lord, you're making me feel so good," said the Rakshasa woman, her face radiant after the rain, as she pressed her cheek against Wukong's chest in a sweet voice. Having satisfied his lust, Wukong remembered the purpose of his journey and asked her, "I wonder where you hid the fan, my lady. I'm quite worried." The Rakshasa woman scolded, "My king, it's been two years since we parted. You must have been indulging in pleasure day and night, and that Jade-Faced Princess has distracted you. How could you forget even your own precious possession?" Wukong chuckled dryly, cupped her face, and kissed her, saying, "My lady, my memory is poor. Tell me, so I can keep it safe for you, lest that monkey steal it." Seeing her husband's words, the Rakshasa woman shyly pointed between her legs with her slender fingers, 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 suddenly realized that the Rakshasa woman had hidden the banana leaf fan in such a secret place. Princess Iron Fan handed the precious fan to Sun Wukong, explaining, "Simply twist the seventh red thread on the handle with your left thumb, and chant 'Tongxu hexi chui hu,' and it will grow to twelve feet long. This treasure is infinitely versatile! Even a blazing fire spanning eighty thousand miles can be extinguished with a single fan." Sun Wukong listened and memorized it carefully, but he held the fan in his mouth. Although the fan was placed near Princess Iron Fan's private parts, it carried a sweet fragrance. Wukong's heart fluttered, and he began to savor Princess Iron Fan's pleasures. However, remembering his important mission, he couldn't linger. He wiped his face, revealing his true form, and sternly said, "Rakshasa! Look at me, your own husband! And you've entangled me in so many shameful deeds! Shameless! Shameless!" Upon seeing Sun Wukong, Rakshasa's jade-like face flushed crimson with shame. She cried out, "I'm furious! I'm furious!" Seeing herself naked, the bed a mess, 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 for beauty, yet seeking the flower's heart, deceiving and raping Rakshasa, returning with a triumphant smile." [The End]

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