Part One of Desire

Chapter 1: The Beginning of
Anlan Continent. Anlan Continent is a lower-ranking lower-dimensional world within the God Realm. However, legend has it that ten million years ago, Anlan Continent was teeming with powerful figures, with countless experts. Groups of these powerful individuals would cross over into the God Realm, where they even possessed their own domain. However, Anlan's ancestor in the God Realm, Anlan Xuan, the right-hand man of the Berserker God, and Tian Cangming, the right-hand man of the equally unfathomable Demon God, clashed over commercial interests. From low-level friction to high-level conflict, they eventually fought each other, but they always knew when to stop, as neither could truly defeat the other… Both
the Berserker God and the Demon God knew about their conflict… Initially, they remained silent about the matter, as such things happened every moment in the God Realm. A long time passed, and aside from minor skirmishes, the Anlan and Tiancang families didn't engage in any large-scale wars. However, just when everyone thought things would continue this way, a couple stood out among the new generation of powerful individuals from the Anlan Continent who had just entered the God Realm. The man, handsome and dashing, was named Long Hua, possessing the bloodline of the Dragon God; the woman, stunningly beautiful and charming, was named Feng Yan, possessing the bloodline of the Phoenix. Meanwhile, the group entering the God Realm from the Tiancang Continent was a group of unrestrained, treacherous, and ruthless men, led by a strangely ugly man named Gu Ming. Some time passed, and on one occasion, Long Hua and his wife accompanied other powerful individuals from the Anlan Continent on a mission. They happened to encounter Gu Ming and his group because of Anlan… The antagonistic relationship between Tiancang and Gu Ming began immediately upon their first meeting, after exchanging sarcastic remarks.
The older generation against the older, the younger against the younger – normally, this would have ended amicably and they would part ways. However, Gu Ming of Tiancang was a once-in-a-millennium genius who had created his own unique martial art. This art, however, was exceptionally ruthless, capable of influencing the mind of its users and igniting a bloodlust within both opponents and allies. At the time, Gu Ming was fighting Long Hua when Feng Yan, having repelled her opponent, came to aid her husband. In that instant, Gu Ming's eyes lit up at the sight of the stunningly beautiful Feng Yan. While he was being attacked and overwhelmed by the two, he finally unleashed his self-created secret technique. Everyone except him was affected; their minds were aroused, their bloodlust erupting, and their eyes turned bloodshot. They attacked each other, friend or foe alike. In the end, Long Hua was severely wounded and on the verge of death. All the other powerful figures from Anlan Continent and Tiancang Continent perished in the battle. Long Hua, believing Feng Yan had also died, suppressed his grief and searched for her body, but to his surprise, he found nothing. He also couldn't find Gu Ming's body. He continued his search with hope, but what he saw when he finally found his wife left him stunned…
It turned out that Gu Ming, using a secret technique, deliberately pushed away the red-eyed Feng Yan. After distancing himself from the fighting Long Hua and his companions, he used a secret method to influence Feng Yan's mind, causing her killing intent to dissipate and her desires to surge. When Feng Yan regained her senses, an inexplicable surge of desire rose within her. Knowing it must have been the work of the strangely ugly man before her, she was immediately filled with shock, shame, and anger. However, she knew she couldn't… She tried to escape after being entangled with him, but Gu Ming wouldn't let her go. He attacked her immediately, and she naturally retaliated. However, she quickly realized Gu Ming's intentions, as he was stronger than her. With each attack, he deliberately tore her clothes and caressed her skin, taking advantage of her. Helplessly, she couldn't leave. They fought like this for a while until she heard screams in the distance. Terrified, she wanted to fight back, fearing for Long Hua's safety. However, Gu Ming constantly used a secret technique to amplify her desire, preventing her from fighting. As time passed, she felt her body getting hotter and hotter, and her mind increasingly craving men. Just then, Long Hua screamed. In her panic, Gu Ming struck her in the chest, injuring her and rendering her unconscious. As Feng Yan was enveloped in a series of wonderful... When she was awakened by something strange, she opened her eyes to find herself lying naked on the ground, with Gu Ming, also naked, on top of her, violently thrusting into her. Terrified, heartbroken, and feeling like she was dying, she was severely overwhelmed by fear. In her severely compromised state of mind, Gu Ming used a secret technique to easily break her spirit…
Driven by boundless desire, Feng Yan, her eyes red, tightly embraced Gu Ming, her legs wrapped around his waist, actively responding and passionately demanding more. After an unknown amount of time, Long Hua found them and witnessed this scene. He saw his beloved wife embracing another man, her lips swollen and red, her neck covered in hickeys, her head tilted back, her eyes glazed over, enjoying the pleasure, emitting seductive moans, her chest thrusting forward for the man to knead her full breasts and suck her firm nipples, her legs wrapped around his waist, passionately responding to each thrust. Watching the thrusting and the two intertwined, seeing the man passionately sucking his wife's nipples, seeing his penis entering and exiting her vagina, bringing out white semen, Long Hua went mad. With a roar, he rushed over and, grabbing the unresponsive Gu Ming, self-destructed. All three died instantly…
Because of this incident, the friction between An Lan and Tian Cang escalated, frequently resulting in large-scale battles. Just then, a mysterious veiled woman passed by. No one saw her face, but wherever she went, flowers bloomed, and countless butterflies and birds followed. That very night, rumors spread that the Mad Warrior God and the Demon God of Slaughter fought fiercely over the woman. The next day, the woman disappeared, leaving only the veil she had worn. That same day, the Mad Warrior God and the Demon God of Slaughter fought a fierce battle, from the ground to the sky, causing the heavens and earth to collapse. The battle raged, with countless deaths and injuries, all for the sake of obtaining the woman's veil. Later, the two fought to the point of madness. An Lan and Tian Cang, their right and left arms, and due to their long-standing enmity, led by An Lan Xuan and Tian Cang Ming, initiated the Interdimensional Continent War. In that battle, countless powerful figures from An Lan Continent and Tian Cang Continent entered the Interdimensional Battlefield and fought fiercely. Countless powerful figures perished. The entire territory of the God Realm belonging to the Mad War God and the Slaughtering Demon God became a battlefield. Seeing the dilapidated capital and the frantically fighting subordinates, the Slaughtering Demon God intended to end this pointless struggle. The Mad War God's fighting spirit had already ignited, and he entered a berserk state. In this extreme state of "it's either you or me," he completely ignored the Slaughtering Demon God and attacked him even more violently.
The Demon God of Slaughter was not someone to be trifled with; otherwise, he wouldn't be called a Demon God. He activated his Slaughter Mode, his overwhelming demonic power and ferocious battle intent shattering the heavens of the God Realm and penetrating into the outer starry sky. Ultimately, the God of War lost, but he was unwilling to accept defeat. He self-destructed his divine crystal, choosing to perish together with the Demon God of Slaughter. The massive explosion created an enormous black hole in the outer realms. In their mutual destruction, all their subordinates instantly perished, for their lifeblood was in the hands of the God of War and the Demon God of Slaughter. Their deaths meant the annihilation of all their subordinates' souls. ...
This incident in the God Realm of Time was known as the Massacre. Afterwards, people discussed it extensively, all believing the mysterious woman was the culprit. Just as people were curiously pointing fingers at her, she suddenly reappeared. She was still wearing a veil and a long green dress. With a wave of her hand, she smoothed out and restored the enormous black hole in the outer realm. Then, facing the countless angry people, she removed her veil. At that moment, the world changed drastically. Countless golden lotuses and divine flowers bloomed from the void, and the beautiful mythical flowers on the ground drooped downwards. Countless mindless animals on the ground even showed shyness in their eyes, stopping in admiration and bowing their heads. Not daring to look up, the phoenixes, white tigers, and azure dragons, among other divine beasts, descended to the earth with heads bowed in reverence. Even the dazzling light emanating from the nine suns dimmed. The angry people on the ground, regardless of age or gender, were stunned and dazed, their eyes filled with admiration as they gazed at the sky. The woman's beauty was beyond description; words could not capture her allure. Her voice was like heavenly music. With a sorrowful look in her eyes, she uttered "I'm sorry," and two tears streamed down her face, transforming into two emerald green crystals as they slid down her cheeks. She vanished...
When people finally recovered from their shock, they found that three days and three nights had passed. Afterwards, everyone who had criticized the woman, regardless of age or gender, was brutally beaten. Finally, a man who fervently admired the woman killed the old man who had most fiercely criticized her and hung his body in the square to be exposed to the sun... After countless inquiries, the woman's origins were finally revealed. She was a mysterious goddess of life, everything about her a secret. No one knew when she appeared; all that was known was that she was hailed as the "most beautiful woman" in the divine realm, and all who had seen her face were captivated by her...
After this great battle, the spiritual energy of Anlan Continent and Tiancang Continent suddenly became thin. All the powerful beings who entered the interdimensional war perished, and none returned. From then on, the two top-ranked continents became the bottom-ranked continents. Moreover, ten thousand years ago, no one from Anlan Continent reached the Saint level and attempted to ascend to the God Realm. Tiancang Continent fared even worse. At that time, the only beautiful female Saint who had reached the early stage of Sainthood was prevented from ascending to the God Realm by an elderly male Saint with white hair and wrinkles from one of its former subordinate continents, Qingcang Continent. Taking advantage of the weakening boundary wall during the ascent, he used endless treasures to break through the barrier and enter the God Realm, thus preventing the female Saint from ascending. The female Saint was shocked and furious, and fought fiercely with the male Saint, but the difference in their cultivation levels was too great. After her defeat, she was abducted by the male saint before countless eyes. That very night, in the Saintess Sect founded by the female saint, all the female disciples heard the beautiful female saint's screams, followed by a series of extremely alluring moans, which quickly disappeared. In the room, the white-haired, wrinkled male saint pressed down on the beautiful female saint, whose face was filled with grief and despair, and frantically demanded and thrust into her. Thus, the female saint lay naked on the bed, being played with and demanded by the male saint whenever he needed her. A month later, the aged male saint finally emerged from the room, his arm around the waist of the beautiful female saint. The female disciples saw that the beautiful female saint's face was rosy, and she was even more beautiful and charming than before, but her eyes were dim and desperate. On this day, the Saintess Sect was renamed the Desire Sect.
From that day on, every night the male saint brought back stunningly beautiful women, though none as beautiful as the female saint. The female saint recognized these women as renowned figures on the continent, including female elders, disciples, and sect leaders from various sects. All of them were mercilessly raped by the male saint under his overwhelming power. The beautiful and alluring female saint was raped by the elderly male saint every night before finally being satisfied. Not only that, any man who chose to join him could choose one woman from the Desire Sect to have his way with within the sect. He could even choose any woman he had captured and raped. At that time, the screams of the sect women were constant. In a world where strength was respected, it was not uncommon for a strong man to have multiple women, let alone the male saint who was now the strongest on the continent. Most of the raped women chose to endure in despair, while some were unusually excited. The female saint chose to endure it all. Until that day, a man who was her enemy—someone who had tried to take advantage of her when she was younger and even murdered her beloved—disappeared after she ascended to sainthood. Now, this powerful man had joined the male saint's faction. She wanted to kill him, but the male saint stopped her. The man offered her something and stated his request. Unexpectedly, the male saint's eyes flickered, and he sealed the female saint's cultivation, throwing it to the man. The man, overjoyed, thanked him profusely and hurriedly took the pale, enraged female saint away. Moments later, the female saint screamed in agony, then endured her enemy's frenzied and violent penetration. Three days later, the enemy disappeared. The female saint was left utterly ravaged, her lips swollen and red, her body covered in purplish hickeys, her nipples sucked until they bled, and her private parts swollen and oozing a mixture of red and white fluid. A month later, the female saint became pregnant with her enemy's child. As she watched the growing bellies of the women around her, watched the elderly male saint defile her beautiful friend, and watched her friend suffer unbearable agony at every thrust, she ultimately chose to embrace him and self-destruct the night he raped her in front of all the women. At the moment he climaxed and released, she obliterated him. The entire Desire Woman Sect was razed to the ground, everyone inside was reduced to dust, including the male saint. The entire continent was gripped by fear, wondering what had happened, why the continent's most powerful sect had been wiped out overnight, and why many renowned beauties had vanished without a trace. From that moment on, not only did no one on the Tiancang Continent ever reach the saint level again, but it also ushered in its darkest era…
Ten thousand years have passed, and to this day… The spiritual energy of Anlan Continent slowly recovered to half of its former glory, and the strongest cultivators reached the Quasi-Saint level. However, no new Saints emerged. A thousand years later, the spiritual energy of Anlan Continent recovered to 80% of its former strength. Rumors circulated that Lan Tianyan, a genius rarely seen in a thousand years, had reached the Perfect Quasi-Saint level, shocking the entire continent. The older generation was almost moved to tears, believing that someone had finally ascended to the God Realm, and Anlan Continent was finally beginning to regain its former glory…
A hundred years later, in the easternmost region of Anlan Continent, where spiritual energy was most abundant, surrounded by mountains and towering trees, a circular abyss, one mile wide and unfathomably deep, formed a vast forest with towering trees hundreds of feet tall on the opposite side. Looking down from high above, one could clearly see this place, known as the Dragon and Phoenix Abode, like an isolated island in a vast forest…
At this moment, from the center of the Dragon and Phoenix Abode, came the sounds of phoenixes and dragons, accompanied by festive music played by various instruments. Just then, a handsome and tall man dressed in white, leading a charming and graceful woman, flew joyfully to the edge of the abyss and entered the Dragon and Phoenix Abode. When they faintly heard the music, the two exchanged a glance, then immediately increased their speed and flew towards the center…
In a short while, the man led the woman through countless tall buildings and finally arrived at their destination. They saw a handsome man in a red robe and a woman in an exquisite red dress, with stunningly beautiful features, standing in the hall, looking at them with joyful expressions
… The man in the robe loudly congratulated him, "Haha! Congratulations, brother! You've finally overcome all difficulties and won the heart of your beauty, marrying Feng Wu, the first woman in the Phoenix bloodline's history to rival the ancient ancestor Feng Yan, hailed as the most beautiful woman in the continent for a thousand years! I wish you a long and happy life together, and many children! Hahaha..." The man deliberately spoke the bride's beautiful name, Feng Wu, in great detail...
Feng Wu, dressed in a red robe, blushed and blushed with shyness. Instantly, her exquisitely beautiful face became even more charming and alluring. Her eyes were shy, and she lowered her head, tugging at the groom's clothes beside her, not daring to look at the smiling, amazed crowd. Long Yan felt his clothes being tugged, looked down, and saw the woman he loved blushing and looking down. He was immediately filled with happiness. He looked up at his younger brother and laughed and scolded, "Hehe, Long Ao, you brat, not only are you late, but you also dare to..." "You're making fun of your sister-in-law, just wait and see how I deal with you later!"...
At the same time, not far away, the Phoenix Clan's main hall was also filled with joy. A handsome man in red robes and a stunningly beautiful woman in a red dress knelt in the hall. Following the voice of the beautiful woman beside him, the man bowed to heaven and earth with a blissful expression. The woman appeared happy, but her eyes held a hint of sadness, which she concealed well and no one noticed...
It turned out that today was the most solemn and joyous day in the centuries since the Phoenix and Dragon God clans had shared bloodlines. Today, Long Yan of the Dragon God clan was marrying Feng Wu, the peerless beauty of the Phoenix clan, while Feng Wu's younger brother, Feng Wei, was marrying Long Jiao Jiao, a stunning beauty from the Dragon God clan whose beauty was not much inferior to Feng Wu's...
Since ancient times, most men and women from the Phoenix and Dragon God clans had chosen each other as their primary source of marriage, firstly because both clans lived in the Dragon and Phoenix Residence, which was not far from each other, and secondly because they possessed... Those of Phoenix and Dragon God bloodlines are all handsome men and beautiful women, possessing a greater advantage in appearance than outsiders. Furthermore, their two clans have rich heritages and are among the two most powerful families on the continent, giving them an edge in cultivation resources. Therefore, most people, without exception, prioritize marrying the other. The relationship between the two clans can be said to have merged into one. However, the two clans have an agreement: they practice monogamy and do not allow a second woman within their clan. If a man can obtain his wife's consent, he can also take women from outside the clan as concubines…
That night, all the members of both clans happily offered their congratulations to the two newlyweds. Whether their congratulations were genuine is unknown. It should be noted that Feng Wu and Long Jiaojiao are not ordinary beauties, but are recognized as the first and second most beautiful women in the continent over the past thousand years…
As night deepened, the lively atmosphere between the two clans quieted down. Under the bright moonlight, a large room was illuminated by a half-open window, casting some light into the otherwise dark room. The room's general layout became vaguely visible: clothes were scattered on the floor, revealing red robes, red skirts, underwear, and lingerie. On a large bed large enough for five people, a naked woman with snow-white skin lay on a red sheet, her body pressed down by a naked, pale-skinned man. Through the hazy light, it became clear that it was none other than Feng Wu and Long Yan, who had been married that morning. They were locked in a passionate kiss, both clumsy and acting purely on instinct. Feng Wu, blushing, dared not open her eyes, her lips parting awkwardly in response. Long Yan, however, opened his eyes, his gaze burning with adoration as he looked at Feng Wu, his passion fervently drawing saliva from her mouth. One hand haphazardly caressed her body, the other kneaded her full breasts. They continued like this for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, lying on the bed, the alluring Feng Wu opened her eyes, her brow furrowed, her forehead beaded with sweat, her face contorted in pain. She bit her lower lip, her delicate hands gripping the sheets tightly. The next second, Feng Wu's eyes widened... Tears welled up instantly, her head snapped back, her face contorted in pain, her brows furrowed, and her forehead beaded with sweat. Her lower lip parted, revealing half-open red lips, and a tearing pain shot through her private parts, causing her to cry out in pain, "Ah. It hurts so much!" The next second, the moonlight in the room vanished; it had shyly hidden behind the clouds. Soon after, Feng Wu's sweet and alluring moans rang out: "Ah, ah ha, gently, ah ha, it hurts, ah ha, ah, ha, husband, ah ha, don't suck so hard, ah ha, ah, don't bite, it hurts, ah ha..." Meanwhile, Feng Ao felt his penis... He entered Long Jiaojiao's secret place without any trouble. He was stunned at first, then his face turned ugly. However, because there was no moonlight and it was dark, he couldn't see Long Jiaojiao's expression at this moment. He could only feel her body trembling slightly, her secret place instinctively tightly gripping his penis. Then he heard her cry out in pain, "Ah, it hurts so much..." It
would have been better if she hadn't cried out. When Feng Ao heard this, his handsome face twisted into a grotesque expression. He lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, and began to thrust violently. He also let out an extremely angry low growl and shouted, "Long Jiaojiao, you slut, I'm asking you, who did you give your virginity to? How many people have you slept with..."
The crisp, loud "smack, smack, smack" of impacts mingled with waves of pleasure and pain. Hearing Feng Ao's insults, Long Jiaojiao's face immediately streaked with tears. She cried out in anguish, "Ah, it hurts! Ah, waah, ah, my husband isn't what you think! Ah, waah, please listen to me! Ah, ah, I... waah, ah, that time my senior brother... ah, he went mad trying to save me! Ah, ah, waah, I... waah, I didn't want to see him become... ah, a ruthless killer! Waah, I..." "Ahhh, ahhh, it hurts so much, waaaaah, husband, please don't bite, waaaaah, ahhh, I know I'm sorry, waaaaah, but I can't watch him turn into a demon, waaaaah, ahhh, ahhh, suck gently, it hurts so much, ahhh, waaaah, at that time my senior brother had already lost his mind, he, waaaah, tore my clothes, waaaah, ahhh, I was so hesitant at the time that I was severely injured by him, waaaah, before I lost consciousness I thought I was dead, waaaah, ahhh. But when I woke up, waaaah, I had already been violated by him." "Waaah, but because his injuries were too severe and he went into a qi deviation, ahh, he was already dead when I woke up, ahh, husband, slow down, ahh, I can't take it so hard, ahh, I can't take it anymore, ahh, ahh..."
At this moment, moonlight shone into the room again, and on the bed, the exquisitely beautiful Long Jiaojiao was completely naked, her skin as white as snow, her face flushed and charming, her eyes hazy and intoxicated, her eyes filled with tears, her face covered with tear stains, her delicate hands tightly embracing the fair body of Feng Ao, her slender legs draped over his shoulders. Beside her, head tilted back, her body convulsing, awaiting the ecstasy of orgasm…
The next second, Feng Ao let out a low growl, his penis thrusting forcefully, ejaculating his semen into Long Jiaojiao's body, mixing with her vaginal fluids. After a few breaths, he lay on her alluring, delicate, and smooth body, looking at Long Jiaojiao's tear-streaked face, flushed and exquisitely beautiful, yet pitiful, eyes filled with adoration and pain as he whispered, "So, was it really just that time?"
Upon hearing this, Long Jiaojiao immediately hugged Feng Ao even tighter, crying, "Waaah…" "Um, husband, please believe me. I really only did it that one time. Waaah, that day when I woke up, I really had suicidal thoughts again, but I didn't. Waaah, but I originally decided I would never get married. Waaah, but I was still moved by you. Waaah, husband, I really love you. Waaah, I'm actually really scared tonight because I know you'll think I'm an unclean woman. Waaah, but I really only did it that one time with my senior brother. Waaah, husband, please don't despise me. Waaah, please believe me. Waaah..."
Feng Ao's expression was ugly, and he struggled internally. It wasn't until he thought of his past with his ex-girlfriend that he quickly pulled out his penis. When he found a mixture of red and white semen on the surface, his expression improved a little. Then he gently said to the heartbroken Long Jiaojiao, "Wife, I believe you, but I still can't accept it unless..."
Long Jiaojiao quickly asked, "Unless what? As long as you don't despise me, husband, I will agree to any condition..."
Feng Ao's heart was overjoyed, but on the surface... He hesitated to speak, finally sighing before saying, "Well, it's like this... I had a partner with whom I cultivated together. I originally planned to marry her, but for various reasons we separated. Just two days before our wedding, she came back to me. She demanded that I marry her, but I already have you, so I..." Before
Feng Ao could finish, Long Jiaojiao interrupted him, her heart heavy with bitterness and sadness, replying, "Fine, I agree. You can take her as a concubine, but you must not take any other concubines after a year, or I will not forgive you."
Feng Ao immediately beamed with excitement and promised, "Don't worry, my wife, I will absolutely not take any other women..."
After receiving the promise, Long Jiaojiao nodded. Then, seeing Feng Ao's burning gaze and his erect penis, she blushed deeply, looking at him shyly. She spread her long legs, and with a soft "Ah," her private parts enveloped Feng Ao's penis once more, accepting his endless demands. While tilting her head back, her eyes glazed, she let out a soft moan, "Ahhh, husband, don't be so strong, go slower, ahhh," as the explanation she had just given her brought back the scene from that time: in a secluded cave, she was severely injured and being cared for by a man with a resolute appearance, not handsome but with a pleasing appearance. This man was her junior brother. Days passed like this, and after half a month, she had recovered most of her strength under her junior brother's care. They were together day and night, and she could feel his affection for her. At that time, she had not yet met Feng Ao, and she did not have anyone she liked. A few more days passed... She was almost fully recovered when, on her way back, her junior brother finally confessed his feelings to her. She rejected him, but as she left, she was ambushed. Her junior brother took a sword for her, sustaining serious injuries, but she managed to break through the encirclement and carry him back to the cave. She then cared for him for two whole months until he was mostly healed. Every day, he would express his love for her. Spending so much time together, one night, she was moved by his sweet words and didn't stop him from kissing her. His kisses grew increasingly passionate. Passion, her inner desires stirred, and she unconsciously responded. Lost in the blissful sensation of her first passionate kiss, she was unknowingly stripped naked. As she lay on the ground, she regained her senses slightly, struggling briefly, but it was a futile resistance. Then, unconsciously, her inner desires overwhelmed her reason, and she gave up resisting. Only when she felt a tearing pain in her private parts did she come to her senses, immediately realizing what was wrong. Otherwise, with her keen intuition, she wouldn't have been so easily aroused. But before she could resist, her junior brother began thrusting violently. Completely powerless, her rationality was fleeting. She was temporarily dominated by desire, and then both of them went mad. It wasn't until she climaxed twice that she recovered. At that time, her junior brother was still excitedly and endlessly demanding more. She was completely limp and powerless, letting her junior brother take what he wanted. However, while enduring, she was also searching for the reason. Finally, she realized that her junior brother had drugged her. When she woke up that night, although she was forced to endure it, it made her realize the taste of pleasure. It made her feel like she was in heaven, and she was immersed in it, unable to extricate herself. The wonderful and blissful pleasure of the orgasm made her unconsciously begin to respond actively...
The next day, when she woke up, she couldn't accept being drugged and defiled, and she felt ashamed of having willingly kissed him while sober. So she left alone to calm herself down. After thinking things through, she returned to find her junior brother missing. He didn't return to the sect either. Soon after, Feng Ao met her and pursued her fiercely. After a long period of effort, he finally won her heart, leading to today's outcome...
A month passed in the blink of an eye. For Long Yan and Feng Ao, this month was filled with indescribable happiness. They spent their mornings enjoying nature with their wives and their evenings in passionate embraces. A few days later, on another night, just like before, Feng Wu, blushing shyly, was half-heartedly pulled into bed under Long Yan's ardent gaze. They began to kiss, and as time passed, the kisses grew more passionate. Their tongues intertwined, and they began to remove each other's clothes. When they lay naked on the bed, embracing each other, their passion intensified...
"Ah, my husband, ah ha, ah ha." The sweet, alluring moans of Feng Wu, the violent sounds of their bodies colliding, and the sucking sounds of her nipples blended into a symphony of passion that filled the room. The scene on the bed was even more breathtaking. The stunningly beautiful Feng Wu lay naked on the bed, her snow-white skin flushed pink. Her long, waist-length hair was disheveled, radiating a delicate fragrance. Her head was tilted back, her eyes glazed and intoxicated, her face flushed and alluring. Her lips were parted, releasing a sweet, delicate moan. Her neck was marked with faint red kisses, her full breasts were being kneaded, her firm, pink nipples were being sucked, and her long, sexy legs were spread wide, her private parts welcoming the thrusts of Long Yan's penis. Drops of her juices fell onto the sheets and splashed onto the grass, an act of utter lewd temptation…
In a moment, Feng Wu's face was flushed, making her already captivating beauty … Her face became even more alluring and captivating, her eyes glazed and unfocused, half-closed and watery, her slightly swollen red lips parted, her chest thrust out, head tilted back, her pert buttocks slightly raised, her delicate body convulsing as she let out a pleasurable moan of enjoyment: "Ah ha, ah ha, husband, I, ah ha, I can't take it anymore, ah ha, ah ha, ah..." While moaning, she tightly embraced Long Yan's head, which was
buried in her chest, sucking on his nipples, reaching a wonderful and intoxicating climax... After a long while, Feng Wu, her face full of happiness and satisfaction, hugged Long Yan's body, resting her head on his chest, letting him knead and play with her breasts, and stroke her back, then said shyly and happily: "Husband, I, I'm pregnant with your child..." Upon hearing this
, Long Yan was immediately stunned, then asked with great excitement and joy: "Wife, are you serious? You're really pregnant with my child, haha, I'm really going to be a father... haha..."
On the other side, Feng Ao also excitedly asked Long Jiao Jiao if she was really pregnant with his child. Time flew by, and ten months passed in the blink of an eye
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Long Yan and Feng Ao watched their wives' bellies grow larger and larger, their anxiety growing as they waited anxiously outside the door. Two hours later, suddenly, the sound of a baby crying came from the tightly closed room. They both rushed into their wives' rooms and saw their wives, pale-faced, holding their children. They almost cried, but they held back. Feng Wu and Feng Ao were siblings, and Long Jiaojiao was also pregnant at the same time. Long Jiaojiao and Feng Wu were best friends, so they lived together during their pregnancies. Therefore, when Long Yan came out carrying a baby boy and Feng Ao carrying a baby girl, they exchanged a glance and decided on the marriage between their children in the next second…
Six years later, a cute little boy with big, bright, and clear eyes led a cute little girl with pigtails and big, mischievous eyes. The two children were a perfect match, running around playing, while the servants following behind them called out in fear and trepidation… "Young Master Long Ming, Miss Feng Yingying, be careful!" Not far away, Long Jiaojiao and Feng Wu stood together, smiling as they watched the children playing. They had no objections to the marriage proposal put forward by Long Yan and Feng Ao, and even agreed to it. Why would they agree to it when their blood ties were so close? The reason was that in families like theirs that possessed divine beast bloodlines, the closer the blood ties, the greater the chance that the children born from their union would also possess divine beast bloodlines. Therefore, apart from siblings, marriages were usually arranged based on the closest blood ties, such as cousins. This way, the children born would almost always carry divine beast bloodlines...
Meanwhile, in Long Jiaojiao's room, Feng Ao, completely naked, was pressing down on a stunningly beautiful woman with fair skin and a charming and dignified appearance. This woman was his former cultivation partner, and now, on Feng Yingying's first birthday, he had taken her as his concubine. The woman's name was Liu Qingqing, an ordinary person without any bloodline. Her strength was neither too strong nor too weak at the mid-stage of the Opening Spirit Realm, and she had achieved her current status entirely thanks to the resources provided by Feng Ao.
Looking at the handsome Feng Ao before her, Liu Qingqing unusually eagerly responded to his thrusts. Her watery eyes, flushed face, and alluring charm made her feel incredibly sensitive. She felt her breasts being kneaded, her nipples being sucked, and her private parts being penetrated, experiencing waves of exquisite pleasure. She tilted her head back and let out seductive moans, "Ah, ah. So beautiful, ah ha, husband, you're so amazing, ah ah..." But inwardly, she anxiously thought: I must get pregnant with my husband's child today, otherwise not only will I be looked down upon, but my cultivation resources will also decrease. Damn it, I'm currently in the Opening Spirit Realm, and in ten years I'll start aging like a normal person. Although I age relatively slowly, if I can't advance to the Fixed Youth Realm within ten years, my appearance will never be at its most beautiful. Adding the year for childbirth, I only have nine years left. With my aptitude, unless I can get more resources, I absolutely cannot advance to the Fixed Youth Realm in such a short time. And if I want more... Resources can only produce boys; girls will likely not fare well. It's all my husband's bloodline's fault. Not only are they all so handsome and beautiful, but their lifespans are also much longer than ordinary people's, and their aging period is twice as long. That means I'll be an old woman before they start aging, and even after I die, they'll only be slowly aging. Why don't I have their bloodline? And that damned Long Jiaojiao, with her seductive looks, she's got my husband completely bewitched, listening to everything she says. So what if she's a little prettier than me? Humph, once I reach the Age-Preserving Realm, you'll see how powerful we ordinary people are in the later stages…
Chapter Two: Inheritance
Early spring arrives, and the scenery at Dragon and Phoenix Residence is delightful. It's surrounded by tall, sturdy trees, and wildflowers bloom everywhere, carpeting the ground in vibrant colors. The fragrance of the wildflowers blends with the sweet scent of a hundred flowers, permeating the entire Dragon and Phoenix Residence with a refreshing aroma…
Today, six-year-old Long Ming… Six-year-old Feng Yingying was playing with him, chasing each other and having a great time. Hearing their laughter, everyone in the family smiled knowingly. Around noon, after lunch, Long Ming and Feng Yingying couldn't wait to continue playing hand-in-hand. Half an hour later, Feng Yingying realized no one was paying attention to them. Her bright, clear eyes darted around mischievously before she pulled Long Ming out of the house…
Once outside the Longfeng Residence, Long Ming's adorable face showed a hint of fear, and he said in a childish voice, “Yingying, I'm scared. Let's go back. If Daddy finds out, I'll get a beating again…”
Feng Yingying, hands on her hips and cheeks puffed out, looked at Long Ming and said in a willful, childish voice, “I told you, you have to call me 'wife,' not 'Yingying.' Mother has already told me that when I grow up, I'll marry you. Don't you want to marry me? Humph, if you dare say that, I'll tell your daddy and have him beat me!” "You'll die..."
Upon hearing this, Long Ming's face immediately filled with fear, and he frantically shook his head, saying, "No, I want to marry you. Please don't tell Father. Can't I just call you my little wife?"
Feng Yingying nodded in agreement, then pretended to be innocent and said in a childish voice, "Well, since I'm your wife, shouldn't you protect me? Last time we went out, I found a cave somewhere. Now I'm going to go there to explore. Shouldn't you protect me?"
Long Ming looked at Feng Yingying with fear and said weakly, "Little wife, I'm scared. It's so dark there. How about I ask Ah Hu and the others to come with us?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Yingying's bright and clear eyes immediately filled with tears, and she began to cry loudly, refusing to listen, "Waaah, I don't want Ah Hu and the others to come with us! Waaah, I only want Brother Ming to come with me! Waaah, I must go! Waaah, I'll tell your father that you're bullying me! Waaah..."
Looking at Feng Yingying, whose face was streaked with tears and who was crying sadly, Long Ming couldn't help but cry as well, saying, "Waaah, little lady, please don't tell Father, waaah, I'll go with you, waaah..."
He didn't know how long they cried, but the two of them, hand in hand, their faces streaked with tears,
their eyes red and swollen, choked as they walked in one direction... At this moment, the people in Longfeng Residence discovered that Long Ming and Feng Yingying were missing. Feng Wu and Long Jiaojiao searched anxiously everywhere. Long Yan happened to come out of the study and saw Feng Wu and the other two with tears in their eyes, almost crying themselves. He couldn't help but go over and ask, "Wife, what are you looking for..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wu immediately went over and hugged Long Yan tightly, finally unable to hold back her tears, sobbing softly, "Waaah, Ming'er and Ying'er are missing, Jiaojiao and I have searched everywhere..." "I can't find them, husband, what should I do? Waaah..."
After listening, Long Yan pondered for a moment before gently saying, "Wife, don't be afraid. Ming'er and the others should have left the Dragon Phoenix Residence. However, I already set up a barrier around the Dragon Phoenix Residence. They can't get out, don't worry..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wu breathed a sigh of relief, but then, remembering something, she cried again and hurriedly said, "Waaah, there are many fierce beasts near the Dragon Phoenix Residence. If Ming'er and the others encounter them, then, waaah... No, I have to go find them, waaah..."
Seeing Feng Wu's pale face and extremely anxious eyes, Long Yan quickly hugged her tightly and said tenderly, "Wife, don't worry. Actually, when I set up the barrier, I protected all the birds and beasts inside and even outside the barrier." "They're all dead. So, apart from a few harmless little animals nearby, there's absolutely no need to worry about Ming'er and the others being in any danger..."
Feng Wu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, looking at Long Yan with tears streaming down her face and her eyes brimming with tears. Her charming face was pitiful, and she choked back a sob with resentment, saying, "Why didn't you tell me sooner? I was so worried about Ming'er and the others..."
Long Yan stared at Feng Wu, stunned. She was too beautiful, too alluring. As the most beautiful woman in the continent for a thousand years, every movement and every glance was so elegant and beautiful. Now, her pitiful appearance only fueled his desire. For a moment, he forgot that his younger sister, Long Jiaojiao, was also beside him. His eyes burned as he gazed at his wife, whom he had never tired of looking at over the years and whose love had only grown deeper with each passing year. She forgot to answer his question...
Feng Wu blushed under Long Yan's gaze, and noticing Long Jiaojiao looking at them with a mischievous grin, she immediately turned bright red and said shyly in a coquettish voice, "What are you doing? Jiaojiao is still here, let me go..."
Long Yan suddenly came to his senses, coughed lightly, and then pretended to be serious, saying, "Ahem, Jiaojiao, I have something to discuss with your sister-in-law now, you can do as you please..." After saying that, he blushed and turned to pull Feng Wu towards the room...
Feng Wu knew exactly what Long Yan was going to do, and immediately became extremely shy, scolding in a coquettish voice, "You, you let me go, I want to go find Ming'er." Long Jiaojiao then smiled mischievously, "Hehe, since brother-in-law has something to discuss with you in the room, "Then go ahead. As for Ming'er and the others, I'll go find them for you. Don't worry, hehe."
Long Yan said seriously, then sighed, without turning his head, "Hey, Jiaojiao, it seems you've really grown up. You're no longer the troublemaker Long Jiaojiao you used to be. I'm so relieved, hahaha..." He couldn't help but burst into laughter at the end...
At this moment, Feng Wu, listening to Long Yan and his sister's banter, was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into a hole. She scolded them shyly, "You two, hmph, Jiaojiao, you little brat, just wait and see how I deal with you. You better remember this..."
After watching Feng Wu and Long Yan go into the room, Long Jiaojiao's mischievous smile turned into a blank expression, but her eyes held a hint of sadness and jealousy. Thinking of her husband, Feng Ao, she felt a bitter and helpless pang in her heart. If it weren't for that night in the cave, when her junior brother drugged her, causing her to lose her mind and take her virginity, she wouldn't be in this state, accepting Feng Ao's marriage of Liu Qingqing as a concubine. She and Feng Ao could have been as loving as Long Yan and Feng Wu. Although she and Feng Ao were also loving, Liu Qingqing was always there, and Feng Ao's time was divided between her and her…
Thinking of this, Long Jiaojiao couldn't help but sigh softly. However, after so many years, she had gotten used to it, so she quickly recovered and turned to walk out of the Longfeng Residence to find Long Ming and the others…
After Long Yan pulled Feng Wu into the room, he couldn't wait to hug her tightly, his lips lingering on hers, passionately kissing her. Feng Wu initially symbolically pushed him away a few times. Unable to push him away, Yan, her eyes hazy, wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, her smiling red lips welcoming his passionate kiss…
In the room, Feng Wu and Long Yan embraced each other passionately, their lips rubbing together, their tongues intertwining, sharing and swallowing their saliva. They moved towards the bed while kissing, and soon, Long Yan and Feng Wu fell onto the bed in each other's arms…
A thin white curtain covered the large bed, but the situation inside was still visible, albeit with an added layer of haziness. Long Yan, dressed in a magnificent golden robe, was on top of Feng Wu, who wore a noble and elegant purple dress. They were kissing passionately while simultaneously undressing each other. It was also quite obvious that Long Yan was in a hurry to undress Feng Wu… The clothes were quickly removed, and Feng Wu, whether out of shyness or something else, slowly began to undress Long Yan…
After half an incense stick's time, Long Yan had removed Feng Wu's purple dress, holding it out of the bed curtains and casually tossing it on the floor. Next came her pink undergarment and white panties. Long Yan then left Feng Wu's red lips, his breathing becoming rapid. He straightened his body, looking at her completely naked body, her skin as white as jade, her full and firm breasts, her delicate pink nipples, her slender waist, her long and sexy legs, her thick, dark, and smooth pubic hair, her slightly everted pink vulva, her crystal-clear hands, and her alluring and beautiful face. Every part of Feng Wu was so beautiful, so tempting and seductive. Even though he had seen her countless times and tasted her countless times, and was extremely familiar with her body, he still found her incredibly alluring. However, Long Yan still couldn't resist such a blood-boiling temptation. The more he looked, the less he could breathe, and the more intense his gaze became...
The next second, Long Yan couldn't hold back any longer and hurriedly began to take off the clothes he was still wearing. Feng Wu, under Long Yan's intense gaze, was incredibly shy. Her beautiful face was flushed, exceptionally charming and alluring. Her eyes were watery, and her expression was shy. One hand covered her private parts, and the other was wrapped around her chest, covering her pink cherry. Her eyes were hazy, and she dared not look at Long Yan. She breathed heavily, her red lips slightly parted, and she exhaled sweet, coquettish breaths, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "Husband, no, it's still early. It's not good if someone finds out. It's better to..." "Will it be done tonight...?"
Long Yan couldn't possibly wait until night. He hurriedly threw off his clothes and immediately lay down on Feng Wu's fair and delicate body. He took a deep breath, inhaling the alluring, dark fragrance emanating from her body. His eyes burned with passion as he gazed at her alluring, crimson face, and he said tenderly and affectionately, "My wife, you are so beautiful, so fragrant. I love you. I feel so uncomfortable right now. Please give it to me..."
Feng Wu, suppressing her shyness, looked directly at Long Yan's face, which was filled with adoration and his eyes burning with passion. She no longer hesitated and nodded, replying with loving eyes, "Husband." After saying that, she withdrew her hands from her chest and her private parts.
Long Yan immediately covered and grasped her full, soft breasts with one hand, gently kneading them. After stroking her flat stomach a few times, he directly covered and caressed her private parts with the other hand.
"Mmm, husband," Feng Wu blushed, her delicate body trembling slightly, her eyes hazy, exuding boundless charm. She looked at Long Yan and murmured softly, her voice trembling as if both a scolding and a sob...
"My dear wife, you are so beautiful. Come, open your legs a little, let your husband cherish you," Long Yan's eyes burned with desire. Looking at the shy, alluring, and captivating Feng Wu, he felt his secret place already overflowing with love fluid, and immediately spoke gently...
"Mmm, husband, you, mmm. So naughty," Feng Wu felt the wonderfully itchy sensation of his large hands caressing her secret place, and the tingling pleasure of her breasts being rubbed. Hearing Long Yan's direct teasing and provocation, she felt both shy and excited. She blushed deeply, but still raised her long, sexy legs, slightly parting them, to accommodate Long Yan's request...
Long Yan felt Feng Wu's shy acceptance. He originally wanted to continue teasing her, but his penis was already hard and painfully erect, and his desire had reached an unbearable point. So he finally gave up, withdrew his hands, and placed them on Feng Wu's knees, spreading them wide apart with a little force. After years of marriage, Feng Wu wasn't so coy or pretentious, so Long Yan easily parted her legs. Her mysterious secret place was completely exposed when her legs were spread apart. Among the dark, thick pubic hair, her slightly everted, yet pink and plump secret place was oozing a few drops of clear love fluid, moistening the surface and giving it a glistening, alluring sheen...
Seeing this scene, Long Yan's eyes turned red. It wasn't the first time he had seen it; in fact, he had seen it countless times, but he still couldn't resist. He couldn't help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart, "So beautiful!" After that, he couldn't bear to look at it any longer. He couldn't wait any longer, his expression hardening, with two bulging, ferocious veins. A hideous, grotesque penis, about the thickness of two fingers and slightly longer than a middle finger—basically, the size and length of a normal man's penis—slowly pushed into her moist vulva…
Feng Wu felt a hot, hard foreign object pushing into her vulva. She knew, of course, that this was Long Yan's manhood. Unable to control her instincts, her vulva instinctively enveloped the invading, hot object. She clearly felt its thickness and heat, and she accepted it all with pleasure. She bit her lower lip lightly, because the intrusion of the penis brought waves of tingling pleasure. She didn't want to make such lewd sounds, lest her beloved husband hear them and misunderstand her as a shameless, wanton woman… The
next moment, Long Yan thrust forcefully, and Feng Wu's head tilted back, her eyes hazy with pleasure. She could no longer resist the sudden pleasure, opening her red lips to let out an exceptionally seductive moan: "Ah…" At the same time, Long Yan felt his penis tightly enveloped by her warm vulva, the wonderful pleasure bringing him to involuntarily let out a comfortable moan: "Oh…"
…
Long Yan was truly captivated by this exquisite sensation. Feng Wu had given birth to Long Ming, and they had been engaged in dual cultivation and intimate relations for so many years, yet her private parts remained as tight as when she had first lost her virginity—a benefit of their Phoenix Clan's physique…
Long Yan and Feng Wu both felt completely united at this moment. Their eyes deepened with affection and love, and after exchanging a glance, their passion intensified.
Feng Wu's eyes were half-closed and watery, her gaze hazy with enjoyment. Her face was flushed, alluring and beautiful. She wrapped her arms around Long Yan's body, passionately kissing him, feeling the tingling sensation from their caresses and the itching, numbness, fullness, and emptiness that came from the penetration of her private parts—a constantly shifting array of pleasurable sensations.
The sounds of "slap slap slap" and "plop plop" thrusting echoed incessantly in the room. Through the bed curtains, one could vaguely see the naked Long Yan pressing down on the naked Feng Wu, passionately kissing her while kneading her breasts and thrusting violently...
At this moment, Long Ming, looking terrified, was pulled by Feng Yingying into the dark and terrifying cave that seemed like a black hole. They hadn't gone far when Long Ming burst into tears, crying, "Waaah, Mother, waaah, Father, waaah, I'm so scared, waaah, little lady, I'm so scared, waaah, it's so dark here, I can't see anything, waaah, I want to leave, waaah!" Hearing this, Feng Yingying also noticed the darkness and became extremely frightened. She immediately took out something, and in the next second, an area of about an inch brightened, allowing her to clearly see Long Ming's tear-streaked face and his terrified expression. She suppressed her fear and forcefully pulled Long Ming deeper into the cave…
After walking for a while, suddenly there was light ahead. Feng Yingying exclaimed joyfully, "Brother Ming, look, there's light ahead! Let's go see…" Without waiting for Long Ming's reply, she let go of his hand and hurriedly ran forward!
As darkness deepened, Long Ming disregarded everything else and rushed after her, his face filled with terror. When he reached Feng Yingying's side, he saw a cave the size of a room, with brightly glowing pearls adorning the walls and walls. Aside from two skeletons dressed in tattered clothes, the cave was empty…
Long Ming's face turned deathly pale with fear. Just as he was about to cry out, Feng Yingying beside him, her face pale with terror, trembled and sobbed loudly, “Waaah, Mother, waaah, Father, waaah, I’m so scared, waaah…”
Seeing this, Long Ming remembered his father, Long Yan, telling him, “As a boy, you must protect Yingying from harm. Don’t bully her, don’t make her cry, otherwise…” He was utterly terrified, suppressing his fear, and went to Feng Yingying, embracing her tightly. His voice trembled as he comforted her, "Little lady, don't be afraid, I will protect you..."
Feng Yingying trembled, clinging tightly to Long Ming, crying out in terror, "Waaah, Brother Ming, waaah, I'm so scared... waaah..."
Just then, the skull behind Long Ming suddenly emitted a faint green light, silently materializing into a resolute-looking, tall, and imposing young man dressed in black, and a charming woman in a red dress, both semi-transparent. Looking at the embracing couple, they pondered for a moment, then exchanged a glance... Their eyes flashed with a knowing, silent smile…
The next second, the two transformed into countless green specks of light, drifting towards Feng Yingying and Long Ming's backs respectively, disappearing into their bodies…
Long Ming's body stiffened first, then Feng Yingying's delicate body also stiffened. The next second, the two closed their eyes tightly, embracing each other as they fell to the ground, their falling posture exactly the same as the skeleton's posture in front of them…
Meanwhile, in a lavishly furnished room, Feng Wu lay on the bed, her face flushed, her eyes half-closed and watery, her gaze hazy with pleasure and enjoyment. Her head tilted back, her stunningly beautiful face now alluring and captivating, indescribably seductive, her slightly swollen cherry lips feeling the sensation of her breasts being rubbed and sucked. A tingling, itchy, numb sensation spread through her, the intense thrusting sending waves of increasingly pleasurable pleasure through her secret place. She felt weak all over, her breath sweet and delicate, moaning softly, "Ah, ah ha, ah ah, ah ha. Husband. Ah. Ah ha. I. Ah ha. I can't take it anymore. Ah ah. Ah, it's coming, ah ah ah, ah ah. Ah..."
Long Yan felt his beloved wife beneath him convulse, her secret place gripping his penis tightly, contracting rapidly, and releasing a stream of warm vaginal fluid onto his shaft. He knew Feng Wu had climaxed, but he didn't stop. He continued to suckle her firm, milky nipples, kneading and playing with her soft, full breasts while continuing to thrust into her incredibly wet secret place...
"Ah, oh. No, oh. Husband. No, oh oh, stop, oh oh, I can't take it like this. Oh, oh..." At the moment of her climax, Feng Wu's mind went blank. She felt as comfortable and blissful as if she were flying. The indescribable feeling of the climax made her lose herself. But when she came to her senses, her recently climaxed private parts were unusually sensitive. Under Long Yan's vigorous thrusting, an extremely wonderful pleasure was mixed with a painful, contradictory feeling, making it difficult for her to accept and endure. So she immediately begged for mercy, moaning softly...
Hearing his beloved wife's seductive pleas, Long Yan felt a surge of pride and accomplishment. However, he noticed Feng Wu's moans were quite loud and knew it was midday, so he immediately released his erect penis, which had been sucked until it was red and flowing with white milk. After swallowing the fragrant milk, Shui Yingtao hurriedly sealed Feng Wu's red lips with his own, his tongue invading her mouth, passionately kissing her. He excitedly exclaimed, "Wife, wife, you are mine, you will always be mine..."
His excitement caused Long Yan to thrust even faster, reaching his maximum speed. Feng Wu's lips were suddenly sealed, and she was passionately taken from. Her extremely sensitive private parts, due to the intense thrusting, caused her to gasp repeatedly, struggling to breathe. She raised her weak, delicate hand and used all her strength to push Long Yan away a few times, but to no avail. Just as she felt her vision darken and was about to faint, the penis inside her suddenly thrust forcefully, then remained still. The next second, she felt a stream of warm semen shoot onto her flower.
Reaching his climax, Long Yan pulled away from Feng Wu's lips and lay on her delicate body. Both of them breathed heavily for a full incense stick's time before the afterglow of their orgasms finally subsided. Long Yan looked up at his stunningly beautiful wife, her face flushed, her allure boundless, and her breath still ragged, and said, "My wife..."
Then, he lowered his head to suckle at her milk-dripping nipple, began to knead her full breasts, and started thrusting rapidly...
"Ah, husband, you're coming again, ah ah, no more, ah ah, ah ha, ah ha... Let me rest a while before coming again, ah ha. Ah ah," Feng Wu had just finished her orgasm when she felt Long Yan begin thrusting again. Although she knew that Long Yan possessed the Dragon God's physique and had exceptionally abundant energy, at least equivalent to the energy of two or three ordinary people, over the years, she often couldn't withstand such prolonged intimacy. However, over the years, she knew she couldn't stop Long Yan, so she asked to rest for a while instead of begging for mercy. Moreover, Feng Wu had a shameful reason she couldn't tell anyone: her sex drive was strong. This was an incredibly shameful secret. Before she was a virgin and had never tried dual cultivation, she didn't know that her desires were so strong. After marrying Long Yan, she initially just accepted it passively, always thinking that Long Yan's desires were too strong. But once, Long Yan went out on business and was gone for a month. At that time, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But on the third day after Long Yan left, she finally realized that her desires were also very strong. Sheng, at that time, actually had her first erotic dream. In the dream, she and Long Yan were making love as usual. When she woke up, she found her underwear was soaked. She was incredibly ashamed, but luckily no one noticed. However, for the next few nights in a row, she had erotic dreams and woke up with her underwear soaked again. She felt terrible for those few days. At night, she had erotic dreams, and in the morning, she would often recall the scenes of making love with Long Yan. She desperately wanted Long Yan to return and make love with her again. Finally, half a month later, one night, she desperately wanted to make love and couldn't sleep. In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore... She buried herself under the covers and masturbated for the first time. After that night, she finally slept soundly. It was then that she realized how strong her libido was. Fortunately, in the following years, she always insisted on going with Long Yan whenever he went out. So, from then until now, she and Long Yan have never been apart for more than half a month. And Long Yan has never disappointed her. His Dragon God physique makes him exceptionally energetic, so even with her strong desires, she can get the greatest satisfaction. Because of this, she loves Long Yan deeply...
"Ah, ah, ah. Husband, ah, be gentle, ah, ah. Ah..." As the thrusting became more intense, Feng Wu's face flushed crimson, her eyes glazed with ecstasy. The desire she had just satisfied was now burning again. Her delicate, crystalline hands clung tightly to Long Yan's body, and instinctively, she raised her long, sexy legs, spreading them wide apart, hovering in mid-air, swaying with each powerful thrust, her chest thrusting forward, actively welcoming Long Yan's demands...
Suddenly, Long Ming found himself standing in a simple room. Feng Yingying, whom he had been embracing, was gone. In front of him stood a tall, imposing man with his back to him. He was startled and asked in fear, "Where is this? Where is Yingying? Who are you?" As soon as
Long Ming finished speaking, the man with his back to him suddenly turned around. The man had a resolute but ordinary appearance. Tong, smiling broadly, looked at him and replied, "This is your sea of consciousness. You can also treat it as a dream. Yingying is your little wife. Don't worry, she's alright. My name is Lin Tian..."
Long Ming was dumbfounded. He slapped his face, felt the pain, and immediately looked at Lin Tian earnestly in a childish voice, "You're lying to me! If it's a dream, why do I feel pain? Tell me quickly where Yingying is! If you dare hurt her, I won't let you get away with it! My... my father and the others are very powerful! Tell me quickly where Yingying is..."
Lin Tian was amused by Long Ming and chuckled to himself, "Hehe, you little rascal, not bad, not bad. It seems that heaven has been kind to me, bringing this kid here just as I was about to dissipate. Since that's the case, then I'll give him all my inheritance. With his physique and appearance, hehe, I..." "I can't even imagine how many women he's ruined, tsk tsk. But that's none of my business, I'm just a dying man about to disappear."
After saying this, Lin Tian suddenly became serious and looked at Long Ming, shouting, "Long Ming, you must remember, my legacy cannot be easily passed on to others. You are only allowed to pass it on to three people in your lifetime. Your responsibility is to make my sect famous throughout the entire continent, do you understand?"
Long Ming was startled by Lin Tian's sudden shout and replied without thinking, "I understand..."
Lin Tian nodded and said again, "You must remember, before the age of sixteen, you cannot lose your virginity. You can only cultivate my techniques. Also, you cannot tell anyone about what happened today. If you dare to disobey, your whole body will rot and you will die a horrible death..."
Long Ming's lovely face turned pale with fear, and before he could say no... The inheritance, Lin Tian transformed into a beam of clear light and shot into her mind...
On the other side, Feng Yingying's situation was completely different. She was in a paradise on earth, and a charming and dignified woman in front of her told her in a sweet and gentle voice that she would pass on all her inheritance to her. She also told her that her cultivation technique was created for Long Ming's cultivation technique, and that she must remember not to lose her virginity before the age of sixteen, to be faithful to Long Ming until the end, and not to be deceived by any material things. Finally, she was also told that she must not cultivate with other men, otherwise her power would slowly dissipate. She must not tell anyone about this today, or she would suffer terrible news...
If there were anyone in the cave, they would see that the two skeletons suddenly exploded into dust with a "bang", and Long Ming and Feng Yingying, who were lying unconscious on the ground in front of them, were enveloped in green light.
Chapter Three: The Inheritance of the Maiden
In a spacious, luxuriously furnished room, six-year-old Long Ming, with her adorable and charming appearance, looked around with her bright, clear eyes, her expression a mixture of confusion and fear. She fully understood how she had suddenly found herself here after everything went black. She cried out in a childish, frightened voice, "Waaah, where am I? Yingying, where are you? Waaah, Daddy, Mommy, save me! Waaah, I'm so scared, waaah..."
Just then, the room door opened, and Long Ming saw a young Lin Tian, embracing a stunningly beautiful, graceful, and elegant woman in white palace attire as they entered. Long Ming was also stunned when she saw the woman... He quickly regained his senses, even forgetting his fear, and murmured, "Who is this sister? She's so pretty, but compared to Mother, she's still a little lacking..."
Lin Tian, embracing the woman who was gazing at him tenderly, seemed oblivious to Long Ming, closed the door, and headed straight for the depths of the room. When they reached the bedside, Lin Tian embraced the woman's delicate body, lowering his head to kiss her red lips, while the woman's delicate hands wrapped around the back of Lin Tian's neck, actively and passionately responding to him... Long Ming, being young, didn't know what Lin Tian and the others were doing, nor did he understand why they were doing that. He just looked at Lin
Tian and asked curiously, "Brother, what are you doing? Where is this? Where is Yingying...?"
The woman and the man seemed truly unable to see or hear Long Ming's questions. They embraced and kissed passionately, their desire growing stronger with each kiss. Slowly, right before Long Ming's eyes, they began to undress each other, their white palace robes, pink undergarments, and white panties slipping from the woman's body. Long Ming, blushing, covered his eyes with his hands, secretly peeking through the cracks at the naked couple embracing before him…
Actually, Long Ming didn't know why Lin Tian and the other man were undressing; he just felt embarrassed seeing them naked. This was because when he was bathing naked at home, the servants would see him and cover their mouths, giggling. He felt incredibly ashamed then, so seeing them naked now… Lin Tian and the others instinctively felt shy...
Just then, Long Ming couldn't control his body. His small hands, which had been covering his eyes, involuntarily moved away and began to take off his clothes. Long Ming was stunned. When he came to his senses, he was filled with fear. After he was naked, Lin Tian's voice rang in his mind, shouting, "A real man shouldn't be shy when he sees others undressing. You're a complete waste! Long Ming, listen to me! As a man, you must first stand tall and upright. You must remain calm in any situation and not panic. You must be bold yet careful in your actions, understand? Now, keep your eyes wide open, and I'll explain all sorts of techniques for seducing women..."
Long Ming was terrified. Lin Tian was passionately kissing a woman, his hands kneading her full breasts, without saying a word. Yet, his voice echoed in his mind. How could he not be frightened? He immediately burst into tears, crying, "Waaah, I don't want to see! Waaah, Father, Mother, save me! Waaah..."
The voice of Lin Tian in Long Ming's mind sneered coldly, saying mercilessly, "Hmph, that's not up to you..."
Just then, Long Ming saw Lin Tian and the woman fall onto the bed. Lin Tian pressed down on the woman's delicate body, leaving her red lips, burying his face in her long neck and kissing her. At the same time, one large hand kneaded her full breasts, while the other caressed her snow-white body. The stunningly beautiful woman tilted her head back, her eyes filled with spring-like tears. Half-closed, eyes hazy with pleasure, red lips parted, long, sexy legs rubbing against each other, breath sweet as orchids, emitting extremely seductive moans: "Mmm, mmm, no, mmm..."
Long Ming was confused, but looking at the two naked people on the bed, he still felt very shy. He wanted to close his eyes, but found that he couldn't control his whole body. Tears kept flowing from his eyes, and his cute face, full of tear stains, was filled with fear...
Lin Tian and the woman on the bed really couldn't see Long Ming's presence, nor could they hear his cries. Lin Tian kissed his way down from the woman's neck, and finally kissed her full breasts. He opened his mouth and ate the firm pink cherries, sucking them with relish. He continued to rub her breasts with one hand, and directly covered her private parts with the other hand to caress them.
The woman was truly beautiful, her exquisitely charming face even more alluring after the flush. She tilted her head back, emitting extremely seductive moans: "Mmm, gently, mmm..."
After a few breaths, Lin Tian withdrew his hand from her private parts. Long Ming's eyes widened as he saw his large hand was slightly wet. Then, Lin Tian grabbed the woman's long, sexy legs and lifted them wide, instantly exposing her mysterious private parts completely. Long Ming couldn't help but come to the bedside, looking down at the woman's private parts with wide eyes. He saw a pink, plump vulva amidst the dark, soft pubic hair, flowing with a clear, lustful fluid—mysterious and extremely tempting. However, for the childlike Long Ming, it was merely a matter of curiosity. At the same time, Lin Tian's voice echoed in his mind: "Long Ming, look carefully. This is a woman's private part. Do you see the fluid flowing out? That's the love fluid that flows out when a woman is in aroused. Next, I will teach you how to cultivate with a woman. Watch carefully..." As soon as Lin Tian's voice finished speaking, Long Ming saw Lin Tian kneeling on the bed... Between the woman's legs, a hideous and grotesque penis was thrust into her wet vulva. Suddenly, the woman cried out in terror, "Ah, what are you doing? No! Ah! It hurts! Ah!" Long Ming saw that as soon as the woman spoke, Lin Tian's penis suddenly thrust forcefully, then plunged completely into her vagina, as if it had been swallowed whole. This terrified him even more. At that moment, Long Ming saw that the woman who had just been enjoying herself was now deathly pale, her beautiful face now showing terror and utter grief, her brows furrowed. Tears streaming down her face, and filled with a pain worse than death, she cried out in a fit of rage, "Lin Tian, you beast! I'm your master! How could you... how could you do such an unforgivable thing to me? Waaah!" Long Ming was also taken aback. His parents had long ago told him that the bond between master and disciple was inviolable; once crossed, it would be unforgivable and bring shame upon him. At this moment, Lin Tian on the bed looked at him with adoration and excitement, saying, "Master, I really can't control myself. I'm sorry, I really can't imagine you becoming husband and wife with that person. I... ah, I can't take it anymore, I can't hold back! Master, I really love you, I'm going to touch you..." After saying this, Long Ming saw the penis that had been inserted into her secret place slowly withdraw, and the penis was covered in blood, making it look even more ferocious and terrifying. When the head of the penis was still inside her secret place, it suddenly plunged in completely, and the penis continued to move like this... Meanwhile,
the woman, Wen Ran, felt a tearing pain coming from her secret place, her brows furrowed, her face pale, and tears of unbearable pain streaming down her face. Shui, her delicate hands pushing against Lin Tian's body, let out a heart-wrenching, desperate scream: "Ah, no, I don't want to! Ah, Lin Tian, stop! Ah, it hurts! Ahh, stop! Please stop! Ahh, I'm your master! You can't do this to me! Ahh!" Long Ming was forced to look at the woman's private parts, drops of blood falling onto the bed with each thrust of his penis. Watching the woman suffer with each impact, he was stunned by the sudden change. At that moment, Lin Tian's voice again... The voice rang out again: "Ahem, that's right. What you're seeing now is what I used to deceive my master with my bewitching illusion, and take away her virginity. I know that doing this is despicable and shameless, and I know that I've committed an unforgivable crime. But why am I showing this to you? It's because, as a real man, you must dare to love and hate. If you deeply love a woman, can you watch her be possessed by other men? Can you bear to see the woman you love lying naked under another man's crotch? I'm telling you, Long Ming, no, absolutely not. Even if the woman you love is your master, your mother, you must have her, you must make her your woman. Even if you have to use despicable means, you must first get her body, and then use your sincerity to move her, and make her your woman in the end. Do you understand?"
Long Ming was stunned, completely unable to understand Lin Tian's thoughts. However, it was indeed difficult for a child to understand. He stared wide-eyed as he was forced to watch the woman on the bed endure Lin Tian's thrusting and pounding again and again.
After an unknown amount of time, the woman on the bed had a flushed face, her eyes brimming with tears, her gaze empty and desperate. Her delicate hands gripped the sheets tightly, her long, beautiful legs draped over Lin Tian's shoulders, swaying with each thrust. She allowed Lin Tian, who was on top of her, to suckle her nipples and knead her breasts. She didn't speak, nor did she try to restrain herself. She opened her red lips, exhaling a sweet, fragrant breath, emitting extremely seductive moans: "Ah ah, ah ha, ah, ha, ah ha."
The next second, Lin Tian suddenly thrust even more violently. Long Ming saw the woman's face become even redder, her brows furrowed, her expression showing pain and discomfort. Her empty, desperate eyes became dazed and lost in thought. She tilted her head back, shaking it, her open red lips once again pleading. Rao cried out in a delicate voice, "Ahhh, no, ahhh, stop. Ahhh. Lin Tian, please stop, ahhh, no, ah. I don't want to. Ahhh, ahhh, no, ah..."
At the same time, Lin Tian on the bed suddenly stopped thrusting. Long Ming saw him forcefully thrust his penis towards her secret place, then he released the cherry in his mouth and growled, "Ah. Master, I'm coming, ah..." As soon as
Lin Tian finished speaking, Long Ming saw the woman's body convulse, her face flushed, her snow-white body turned pink, her delicate hands that were tightly gripping the sheets turned into claws tearing at the sheets, her head tilted back, her hair disheveled, her chest thrust out, and her jade legs that were resting on Lin Tian's shoulders suddenly straightened. She screamed as if she were dying, "Ah. No, I don't want to, don't shoot inside, no, ah..." Lin Tian remained stiff and motionless...
After a few breaths, Long Ming looked at Lin Tian strangely, who seemed utterly exhausted, lying on top of his master, breathing rapidly and heavily. The woman also seemed to have lost all strength, breathing rapidly and heavily...
After a moment, Long Ming finally saw Lin Tian move. He pulled out his still erect, hideous, and ugly penis, and then streams of red and white mixed liquid flowed from his private parts, dripping onto the sheets that were already stained red with blood...
Seeing this, Long Ming suddenly felt something strange in his lower body. Looking down, he found that his penis, about the size of his little finger, had become hard and erect. He immediately blushed with shame, and just as he was at a loss, he heard Lin Tian's joyful laughter in his mind: "Hahaha, good..." "Good, good. I didn't expect you, little rascal, to understand matters of men and women at such a young age, before you've even grown any hair. Haha, as expected, the Dragon God physique is the physique that all men on the continent envy. It's truly amazing, truly the best physique for my inheritance. Haha,"...
On the other side, Feng Yingying covered her face with both hands, her face flushed, and secretly looked at the large bed in front of her through the crack. On the bed was a stunningly beautiful and charming woman. That woman was Shi Lingling, who had previously said she would give her the inheritance. Shi Lingling was completely naked, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with despair and emptiness, like a corpse, forced to endure Lin Tian's fierce thrusting on her delicate body once again...
If the scene between Long Ming and Feng Yingying at this moment were presented, it would be found that the two were in the same passionate scene, receiving different inheritances.
Feng Yingying was extremely shy, her face flushed red, and she was exceptionally cute and charming. For a moment, she was stunned by the scene on the bed. Even though she was a child, witnessing a scene of male and female cultivation in person forced her to develop an early understanding of desire.
Half a day passed, and Lin Tian on the bed finally found satisfaction. Regaining his senses, he realized the utterly heinous things he had done. Looking at Shi Lingling beneath him, covered in hickeys and teeth marks, her snow-white breasts stained with finger marks, her nipples sucked red, her lips swollen and raw, her private parts a bloody mess, her beautiful face deathly pale, tears streaming from her eyes, her gaze empty and hopeless, filled with a deathly intent, he was immediately terrified. However, he didn't run away. Instead, he wept bitterly, feeding her healing pills. Seeing that Shi Lingling's injuries were beginning to heal, Lin Tian got out of bed and knelt on the floor, begging her to kill him…
Although Shi Lingling's eyes were empty and filled with resentment as she looked at Lin Tian, she ultimately didn't kill him. After all, he was her first disciple. She got up, dressed, and with disheveled hair, struggled to leave the room. Before leaving, she told Lin Tian: From this day forward, they are no longer master and disciple, and she never wants to see him again…
The moment the door closed, Long Ming's vision went black again, and he found himself in a cave. Lin Tian, radiating an evil aura and boundless lust, was now lying on the ground, unconscious, blood trickling from his mouth. He immediately began to undress her. Soon, the girl lay naked on their clothes, her eyes closed, unconscious, receiving Lin Tian's vigorous thrusting. Long Ming watched as Lin Tian raped one woman after another, his mind filled with Lin Tian's explanations of women's bodies, their most sensitive parts, and detailed techniques for controlling them…
Looking back at Lin Tian's experiences, Long Ming felt… He was a bad man because he forcibly and despicably raped those women. But then something strange happened: every woman he raped, after his sincere words and actions, forgave him and even became his wife. Long Ming couldn't understand it and couldn't help but ask Lin Tian for the reason. Lin Tian didn't hold back and told him in detail…
Meanwhile, Feng Yingying was also an observer of Shi Lingling's life. Initially, she was raped by Lin Tian, but she didn't kill him. After returning to her sect, she went into seclusion. For a long time, she couldn't accept what happened that day. After a long time, she buried the incident deep in her heart, stopped thinking about it, and began cultivating…
Several years later, the man Shi Lingling was willing to marry came to formally propose to her, but she refused. Under his combined pressure and persuasion, she finally confessed that she was no longer a virgin. The man fell silent, but when he discovered that her vital essence had not been absorbed, he surprisingly said he didn't mind and was still willing to marry her...
Shi Lingling was deeply moved and agreed. The man was from a powerful family with a strong background, which Shi Lingling's sect could not afford to offend. On the very first day she became his wife, Shi Lingling's vital essence, accumulated over many years, was absorbed. Her cultivation level dropped by two realms that night. Enraged, she was directly crippled by the man, whose strength had surged, and became a cripple...
Afterwards, she finally learned that the man had only coveted her vital essence but dared not openly absorb it to cripple her, lest her sect find out and cause trouble. However, once she became his wife, things changed; her sect had no right to interfere. That night, she not only lost her virginity but was also crippled.
The next day, utterly desperate, she contemplated suicide, but was stopped. Her close friends in the sect were furious upon learning of her crippling, but after the man offered them some valuable materials, they knew they couldn't afford to offend him. Furthermore, since she was now a cripple, they deemed her unworthy of their help, so they took the materials and left. At that moment, she finally understood the true nature of this world. She knew no one would save her. She was resentful, she hated everyone, but it was useless. However, what she didn't expect was that the man, because she hadn't been a virgin before, felt that cultivating with her had stained his life, and therefore wanted to punish her by imprisoning her forever…
At that moment, Feng Yingying saw … Shi Lingling was locked in an iron cell, unable to die even though she wanted to. The guards prevented her from doing so. Feng Yingying cried bitterly because her situation was too miserable. About a month passed like this. The man had already forgotten her and began to pursue another woman...
That night, as usual, she was guarded by a guard. In the middle of the night, as she was half asleep, she felt someone touching her. When she opened her eyes, she saw that it was the guard. She struggled in terror, but she was no match for the guard now that she was crippled. Her clothes were torn to shreds. On the stone bed in the iron cell, her legs were roughly spread open by the guard. Her private parts instinctively enveloped the invading penis, and she was forced to endure every frenzied thrust.
After the guard finished, he told Shi Lingling that they had long coveted her because she was not only stunningly beautiful and charming, but also had a voluptuous and alluring figure. However, they dared not touch her because of their young master, a man. But today, upon hearing that the man was preparing to marry another woman, he couldn't resist. He warned her to pretend nothing had happened, otherwise, if the other guards found out, she would be the one to suffer…
Sure enough, different guards at different times looked at her with lustful eyes. However, they dared not make any moves during the day. Then, late at night, after everyone was asleep, the guard went back into the iron cell. This time, Shi Lingling did not struggle because she knew it was useless. She let the guard strip naked, let him spread his legs, and endure his thrusts and passionate kisses… …
Two months passed in this way. Shi Lingling, now an ordinary person, could no longer expel the semen ejaculated inside her. Furthermore, she continued to have intercourse every night, even during her menstrual period. Because she was so beautiful and alluring, the guards couldn't control themselves and would enter her cell every night, forcing her into sexual intercourse. That night, after the guards finished, they continued to fondle her breasts and suckle her nipples. She, as if observing from the sidelines, told the guards that she was pregnant with his child…
At that moment, the guards were both excited and terrified, simply because she was the young master's woman. The very next day, Lin Tian, having finally received news of her crippling cultivation, flew into a rage and rushed to rescue her. That day, Lin Tian, with his superior strength, slaughtered the men and all the guards, rescuing her. That night, Lin Tian checked and learned that her cultivation had been crippled and that she was pregnant. He didn't ask many questions, but simply cried and apologized to her… She was too late. For over a month, Lin Tian used countless rare materials to finally repair her dantian, allowing her to cultivate again. At that time, she was filled with complex emotions. That night, she used the spiritual power she had just gained to kill the child in her womb. She was heartbroken afterward, which alarmed Lin Tian. Upon learning of this, Lin Tian gently comforted her. That night, Shi Lingling willingly engaged in dual cultivation with Lin Tian. On that very night, Lin Tian's superb techniques conquered her body and soul…
In the following year, Shi Lingling's love for Lin Tian had reached a point of madness. Knowing that Lin Tian's cultivation method was special, and having seen through everything—the inviolable bond between master and disciple, the ridicule from the world—she no longer cared. Therefore, she created a special cultivation method solely for Lin Tian's method…
But fate is unpredictable. The following year, a man from a prominent family… The ancestor, having passed by the vicinity and learned of the man's brutal murder, angrily used a secret technique to search for them. Upon discovering their location, he immediately attacked. A fierce battle ensued, and Shi Lingling and Lin Tian escaped severely injured, while the ancestor himself sustained minor injuries…
Lin Tian, carrying her, fled in a panic, eventually arriving at the cave. Lin Tian assessed his injuries and knew they were beyond saving. He decided to use his last strength, at the cost of his life, to heal her wounds…
Having endured hardship and betrayal, Shi Lingling finally understood how much Lin Tian loved her. He was willing to sacrifice himself rather than watch her perish. Unable to accept this, she stayed in the cave, where they decided to cherish their remaining time together…
Next, Feng Yingying, her face flushed, watched Shi Lingling and Lin Tian's dual cultivation scene…
Meanwhile, Long Jiaojiao, who was searching outside, became increasingly anxious. She had already searched all the barriers set up by Long Yan, but couldn't find Feng Yingying and Long Ming. Just then, she sensed a spatial fluctuation and immediately went to investigate, discovering a cave. Initially curious and wary, her expression changed, and without thinking, she flew into the cave… Sure
enough, at the end, Long Jiaojiao saw Long Ming and Feng Yingying lying on the ground. Her expression changed again upon seeing them, and she quickly went to check on them. Finally, she found that they were just unconscious, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief… After looking around and
finding nothing else, Long Jiaojiao quickly picked up Long Ming and Feng Yingying and flew away…
When Long Ming opened his eyes, he found himself lying on his bed, with his mother sitting beside him, her eyes red and swollen from crying, her face streaked with tears, looking at him… Feng Wu, with her mother standing behind her, and her father Long Yan, his face filled with heartache and self-reproach, spoke up, "Mother, Father..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wu could no longer hold back, hugging him and crying bitterly, "Waaah, Ming'er, waaah, you scared your mother so much, waaah..."
Hearing Feng Wu's cries, Long Ming couldn't help but recall what had happened before, and he also hugged her tightly, crying loudly, "Waaah, Mother, waaah, I'll never dare to do it again, waaah..."
On the other side, Feng Yingying's situation after waking up was similar, but Long Jiaojiao had Feng Ao and Liu Qingqing standing behind her, though Feng Ao was looking at Long Jiaojiao with a reproachful gaze...
When Long Ming woke up, Feng Wu stayed by his side, unwilling to leave, asking him every now and then if he felt unwell or hungry, and also frequently asking him how he had fainted in the cave, but he didn't remember any of it. Using this as an excuse, he got away with it...
That night, Feng Wu abandoned Long Yan and wanted to sleep with Long Ming. Long Yan had no complaints. In the dead of night, Long Ming couldn't sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw images of Lin Tian raping women. When he opened his eyes, he found himself being held by Feng Wu. By the moonlight streaming in, he looked up and vaguely saw Feng Wu's stunningly beautiful face. Her eyes were closed, her breathing was steady, and she was wearing a thin nightgown, exuding an alluring fragrance. Long Ming realized that his mother, Feng Wu, was truly like a fairy from heaven, so beautiful. Comparing her to the women Lin Tian had raped, only Shi Lingling could be considered somewhat comparable to his mother...
After a while, the sleeping Feng Wu's face became rosy, and she slightly parted her red lips, making soft "hmm" sounds. By the moonlight, he vaguely saw that Long Ming had unbuttoned Feng Wu's nightgown, revealing her snow-white... Long Ming pressed one hand against her full, sacred breasts, kneading them, while simultaneously sucking on a soft, cherry-like nipple. He curiously employed the techniques Lin Tian had taught him for controlling women…
Perhaps because of her previous encounters with Long Yan, or perhaps because she had wept upon seeing the unconscious Long Ming, and also because of Long Ming's gentle movements, the physically and mentally exhausted Feng Wu remained completely unaware…
After a while, under Long Ming's increasingly skillful sucking technique, Feng Wu, her eyes tightly closed, let out a soft "mmm" moan. Long Ming felt the nipple in his hand and mouth slowly harden. Previously indifferent to such things, Long Ming, after today's events, was now even more curious about women. He slightly increased the pressure of his sucking, and immediately, a trickle of sweet milk was drawn out, which he greedily swallowed, his kneading pressure also increasing slightly…
"Mmm, mmm. Husband, mmm." The sleeping Feng Wu's moans grew slightly louder, her face flushed, and she even uttered alluring whispers in her sleep…
After an incense stick's time, Long Ming felt that the cherry in his mouth could no longer produce milk. He looked up and saw his mother, Feng Wu, her face rosy, her red lips slightly parted, incredibly alluring. He was momentarily stunned. Finally, regaining his senses, he remembered Lin Tian's teachings in his dream. Driven by childlike innocence and curiosity, he decided to try following Lin Tian's instructions…
Inside the room, in the dim moonlight, Feng Wu lay flat, her upper garment undone. Six-year-old Long Ming lay on top of her, following Lin Tian's depiction of raping a woman. He first kissed Feng Wu's forehead, then kissed downwards, until he reached her red lips. He then extended his little tongue, invading Feng Wu's mouth, their tongues intertwining as Lin Tian had instructed.
Unexpectedly, due to physical and mental exhaustion, Feng Wu, who was fast asleep, was inadvertently aroused by Long Ming's experiment, triggering a wet dream. In the dream, she was passionately kissing Long Yan, and in her hazy state, she felt something foreign intertwining with her tongue in her mouth, so she actively responded with her own tongue...
Long Ming did not expect that Feng Wu's active response to her tongue intertwining in her hazy state would produce such a strange feeling, and for a moment he was even more unwilling to leave. Following Lin Tian's instructions, his tongue intertwined with hers, greedily taking and swallowing the sweet and fragrant saliva from his mother Feng Wu's mouth. After half an incense stick's time, Long Ming felt that his tongue was too tired, so he left Feng Wu's red lips. However, he did not stop, and continued to kiss Feng Wu's neck, and then down. When he kissed her collarbone, he found that Feng Wu's ears had not been kissed yet, so he immediately followed Lin Tian's instructions, and took Feng Wu's delicate earlobe into his mouth, sucking on it like a cherry.
The moment he first sucked on her earlobe, Long Ming felt his mother, Feng Wu, tremble. He froze for a moment, then felt overjoyed. Following Lin Tian's instructions, he had found his mother's sensitive spot. He immediately continued as instructed, sucking on her earlobe while playing with it with his tongue...
"Ah. Ah, husband, ah, ah, so comfortable, ah," Feng Wu's face was flushed, her eyes were closed, and she opened her red lips, letting out extremely seductive low moans. After a while, Long Ming suddenly felt Feng Wu hug him, which startled him. He immediately released his earlobe, not daring to make any further movements. However, when he found Feng Wu still fast asleep with her eyes closed, he breathed a sigh of relief, but still dared not continue. Soon after, he too fell asleep from exhaustion…
The next day, lying on her side, Feng Wu opened her eyes, wide awake. Looking down, she saw that her shirt was unbuttoned, and Long Ming had one hand on his body, his eyes closed, his head buried in his chest. Feng Wu couldn't help but smile indulgently at this sight. But just then, she felt something strange below. Carefully, she reached into her pants, and when she felt her underwear was damp, her face immediately flushed crimson with embarrassment, her eyes filled with panic. She quickly looked down and saw that Long Ming was still fast asleep, and only then did she secretly relax. She let out a sigh of relief, then cursed herself for being lewd and shameless…
As for Feng Yingying, she was far inferior to Long Ming. For a month after her return, she dreamed every night of Shi Lingling in the iron prison, because that period was too vivid in her memory. Although Shi Lingling was indeed raped by Lin Tian at first, she didn't know what was happening then. Later, she watched Shi Lingling actively engage in dual cultivation with her new husband, having her yin essence drained by the man. Although she was ashamed at the time, she still didn't understand what they were doing…
Then, when Shi Lingling was crippled and imprisoned in the iron prison, she stood aside and cried loudly, because Shi Lingling was so pitiful. Looking at Shi Lingling in the iron cage, wanting to die but unable to, crying and cursing every day like a madwoman, it was hard to imagine that this was the same charming and elegant Shi Lingling from not long ago. Fortunately, after a while, she saw that Shi Lingling seemed to accept the present, returning to her charming and elegant self, but radiating despair...
Just as Feng Yingying was shedding tears and praying that someone would come to rescue Shi Lingling, one month later, late one night, she watched as the bearded, middle-aged, ordinary-looking guard secretly unlocked the iron cage, his eyes lewd, a lewd smile on his face, and quietly left. She rushed in, yelling to wake the sleeping Shi Lingling, but to no avail. She tried to stop the guard, but her body seemed to pass right through him like a ghost…
Helpless, she could only stand anxiously by, watching the guard, a lewd grin on his face, stealthily approach the sleeping Shi Lingling. His rough hands, through her clothes, gently kneaded her full breasts. After a few strokes, Shi Lingling sensed something amiss and opened her eyes, startled, screaming “Ah!” The guard was also startled, quickly covering Shi Lingling’s mouth with one hand and then pressing his entire body against hers…
She watched in utter terror as Shi Lingling struggled desperately, pushing and pounding at the guard with all her might. However, the guard, clearly driven by lust, covered Shi Lingling's mouth with one hand and tossed out a low-grade soundproofing flag he had prepared beforehand, effectively blocking the sound around the stone bed…
Feng Yingying cried and begged for help, but as a mere bystander, she was powerless. She could only watch as Shi Lingling fought back, the guard, who could have easily killed her with a single finger, now leered and tore at her clothes. After stripping her naked, he roughly grabbed her long, beautiful legs and forcefully spread them open. In Shi Lingling's terrified and desperate gaze, his monstrous penis thrust forcefully into her. Then, she could only cry as she watched the guard grab her… Shi Lingling's hands were pressed against the stone bed above her head. He lowered his head and kissed her neck wildly, one hand covering her full breasts and kneading them forcefully, while the other roughly and violently thrust into her dry, secret place…
She watched as Shi Lingling, under the guard's rape, wept, her eyes filled with despair and utter grief, her red lips parted, shaking her head from side to side, emitting screams worse than death…
Feng Yingying screamed, watching Shi Lingling on the stone bed, pitifully accepting the guard's brutal rape. It was truly hard to accept. The high and mighty, elegant fairy had fallen to such a miserable state, pinned down by a lowly middle-aged guard, unable to struggle, her breasts kneaded, her nipples sucked, her lips forcibly kissed, her secret place thrust into…
It was at that moment that Feng Yingying's lust was prematurely aroused, because of the two previous instances of dual cultivation… This time, she witnessed firsthand the despairing, heartbroken, and miserable Shi Lingling. Under the tireless, relentless thrusting of the guard, lewd drops of fluid flowed from her dry, secret place, dripping onto the bed. Her desperate eyes became vacant and vacant, her pale, alluring face becoming even more rosy and seductive. Her screams of unbearable agony were replaced by incredibly seductive moans…
Throughout the night, Shi Lingling had three orgasms, while the guard had five. The next day, when the guard returned late at night, Shi Lingling still struggled, but in the end, her eyes filled with despair and heartbreak, she gave up the futile resistance, allowing the guard to undress her, push her onto the stone bed, and without any resistance, easily spread her legs, his penis penetrating her dry, secret place…
Feng Yingying stood by, watching the agonizing, desperate… Shi Lingling was forced to endure the daily rape by her guardian. Gradually, as she resigned herself to her fate, or perhaps came to terms with it, she began to respond to his demands. Eventually, she became like a married couple, passionately and actively engaging in dual cultivation with her guardian every night. She abandoned all shame, moaning freely, obeying all his shameful requests, and actively responding to his thrusts…
Their extremely shy dual cultivation positions, combined with the innocent Feng Yingying, ignited her desire prematurely…
It can be said that just two months changed Shi Lingling. That night, Shi Lingling took the initiative to kiss her guardian passionately, thrusting her chest forward, her legs intertwined around his waist, actively and passionately responding to his thrusts. Afterward, Shi Lingling lay on the bed, ignoring the mixed semen flowing from her private parts, coldly and expressionlessly telling the manipulators, "Shengfeng, Cherry…" Her guardian was pregnant with his child…
The guardian was both excited and terrified. After a moment, he struggled to tell Shi Lingling that they couldn't keep the child because she was still the young master's woman. If the young master found out, they would both die a horrible death. Shi Lingling's eyes were cold, and she gave a silent, cold laugh without answering. Then the guardian pressed down on her body, wanting more. However, Shi Lingling didn't say anything. She spread her legs wide, exposing her private parts, making it easier for the ugly, grotesque penis to penetrate. She thrust out her chest, making it easier to suck her nipples and rub her breasts. Her eyes were half-closed, watery, and she opened her red lips, letting out seductive moans of enjoyment…
Finally, the vanished Lin Tian came in a rage to rescue her. That day, Lin Tian almost killed everyone, rescuing the incredulous Shi Lingling. Afterwards, Lin Tian learned… Despite being pregnant, Shi Lingling selflessly used countless rare materials on herself to repair her dantian. That night, Feng Yingying watched Shi Lingling, her eyes filled with struggle, but in the end, her gaze became more resolute than ever before. With a determined bite, she used her spiritual power to kill the child in her womb…
Shi Lingling was heartbroken at killing the child; after all, it was her child. However, this alarmed Lin Tian. Upon learning of the situation, Lin Tian embraced and comforted her as she wept, promising to find a secluded place and start anew. At that time, Shi Lingling had already decided to abandon everything and stay with Lin Tian forever…
Everything Lin Tian did made Shi Lingling, who had been in despair and no longer trusted anyone, fully realize his love. He was willing to offend a behemoth, be relentlessly hunted, and use all the rare materials that were more precious to a cultivator than his wife and children. The selfless love, without expecting anything in return, melted a heart that had been frozen solid. At the moment her dantian was repaired, Shi Lingling knew she could cultivate again, and she also knew that Lin Tian had used up all the rare materials he had painstakingly acquired over the years. Because Shi Lingling had once been Lin Tian's master, she knew that by the time he gathered those precious materials again, Lin Tian would be quite old, and the chance of advancing to the next realm would be extremely slim. But if he hadn't wasted them on her, Lin Tian would have had a very high chance of advancing to the next realm…
It could be said that Lin Tian had given up a promising future for Shi Lingling, or perhaps he wouldn't have become the strongest, but he would definitely be a strong one. It could also be said that Lin Tian was willing to give up his life for her. Such deep love, after experiencing so much… Lingling could sense it all, and that's why her cold heart melted. Her heart had been conquered by Lin Tian's love, so she wanted to kill the child in her womb to respond to Lin Tian with her actions. She was willing to sacrifice anything for him...
Feng Yingying, of course, didn't know that Shi Lingling's actions had such a deep meaning, but Lin Tian did. After crying for a long time, Shi Lingling finally mustered up her courage, raised her head, and kissed Lin Tian's lips. Now, the two who truly loved each other deeply kissed passionately. When their desire arose, Shi Lingling took the initiative to take off Lin Tian's clothes. Lin Tian said that next time, she was weak after killing the child, but she said it was okay. Then Lin Tian could no longer hold back. But what Shi Lingling didn't expect was that Lin Tian's dual cultivation skills were incredibly powerful at this moment. Every caress... The kneading, the gentle kisses, the licking, the sucking—all gave her different kinds of wonderful pleasure. She knew that the dual cultivation techniques of the middle-aged guard in the iron prison were already quite impressive, which was why she had been forced to accept it and
succumbed to it. Because she had resigned herself to her fate, she instinctively catered to the guard… However, in front of Lin Tian, those dual cultivation techniques were simply insignificant. Not long after the beginning, during Lin Tian's gentle kneading of her breasts, his passionate kisses, and his teasing caresses of her private parts, Shi Lingling couldn't help but have an orgasm. When Lin Tian's penis entered her private parts, she had another orgasm. Panting heavily, under Lin Tian's rapid thrusting, she finally understood the feeling of multiple orgasms, both painful and blissful. That night, Shi Lingling was conquered by Lin Tian, body and soul.
What happened next was that Feng Yingying watched as Shi Lingling grew more and more deeply in love with Lin Tian. One day, they were found by an unfathomable old man. Lin Tian and Shi Lingling, both seriously injured, finally escaped. Then, in the cave, Lin Tian was willing to risk his life to heal Shi Lingling's internal injuries. However, Shi Lingling could not bear to lose Lin Tian, so she resolutely refused. In the end, the two spent their last days in the cave. During that time, they knew they were doomed, so they stopped healing and cultivating. They spent their days and nights in the cave, entwined in each other. When they were tired, they would embrace and sleep. After their energy was restored, they began to indulge in passionate lovemaking again. During that time, they also created many dual cultivation positions, techniques, thrusting, and sucking. Using various techniques such as kneading, one day the two fell asleep and never woke up again…
The beginning of the tragedy.
Chapter 6: The unacceptable reality.
After returning to his room, Qing Songzi sat on the bed and pondered for a moment. Then he took out Feng Wu's underwear, covered his nose and mouth, and took deep breaths with a rapturous look in his eyes. His breathing was also a little rapid. He said, "Huff, huff, so fragrant, huff, junior sister, huff... junior sister... I finally got you, huff..." The more Qing Songzi spoke, the more flushed and excited his face became. He thought about what had just happened. His eyes were intoxicated and lewd. The next second, he lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and took deep breaths, smelling the underwear full of Feng Wu's alluring fragrance, while recalling it carefully in his mind…
Qing Songzi still vaguely remembered that last night, when he was drunk, Long Yan drank and loudly told him that he should be bold, sincere, and have the courage to confess to Ling Yao. He also said that this was how he won Feng Wu's heart…
At that time, he drunkenly said, "He will definitely get Ling Yao in the future."
Unexpectedly, Long Yan laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Qing Songzi, if you're still a man, go confess now! Junior Sister Ling Yao is universally acknowledged as the fifth most beautiful woman, with countless suitors. Now that you're in the same sect as her, why don't you put in some effort? Do you want her to regret it when someone else is pursuing her? Ah, come on, I'll lend you my battle armor. If you still don't dare to go, then you're... uh, don't acknowledge me as your elder brother..."
Hearing this, and fueled by his drunkenness, he immediately stood up, glaring angrily at Long Yan. He then shouted, "Long Yan, you better watch out! I'm going to confess to the person I like right now. You wait here, hmph..."
With that, he grabbed Long Yan's clothes, put them on, and headed towards Feng Wu's room...
Drunk and still furious at Long Yan's words, he finally arrived at the sect's female elder's residence. Years of longing, admiration, and yearning had consumed him. Without a second thought, he went to Feng Wu's room, pushed open the door, and found no one inside. He muttered to himself, "Hmm, no one here. Haha, good, then I'll wait for you on your bed..." He then went straight to the bed, took off his shoes, and went to sleep...
Qing As Songzi thought about this, his breathing became increasingly rapid. His memory, initially hazy, gradually cleared, bringing back the unforgettable, sensual scene of the previous night—an indescribable, ineffable experience that made his breathing quicken. …
In his hazy state, he felt waves of fragrance wafting into his mind, a scent that ignited his desire. He groggily opened his eyes and saw a flawless, stunningly beautiful woman's profile beside him, and the softness in his hands. He naturally assumed he was dreaming. After a few glances, the alluring fragrance intensified his lust. However… Then, he couldn't help but lightly kiss the woman's cheek. Once he kissed her, he couldn't stop himself. He felt a sweet fragrance on his lips, and his desire exploded. The woman remained motionless, making him even more convinced he was dreaming…
So, he stopped fidgeting and stopped trying to suppress his desire. He lightly kissed her flawless profile again, feeling increasingly unsatisfied. He rolled over and pressed down on her, wanting to see who this stunning woman was beneath him. He discovered it was none other than Feng Wu, his beloved junior sister, whom he had always admired and adored, already married and with a child.
At that moment, he was first shocked, then he chuckled to himself, even more convinced it was a dream. As for why it felt so real, he was too drunk to think about it, fearing that if he thought about it too much, he wouldn't even have the chance to dream of being intimate with his beloved Feng Wu.
Immediately, he stopped thinking about anything else; his mind was consumed by the desire to possess Feng Wu beneath him. He lowered his head and began to kiss Feng Wu's entire face passionately—forehead, nose, eyes, cheeks—all over her body. At the same time, his hands kneaded her full, unattainable breasts through her clothes with all his might…
Their softness ignited his lust. After kissing Feng Wu's stunningly beautiful and alluring face, he finally couldn't resist kissing her sexy red lips, which he had longed for day and night. At that moment, his reason was almost completely consumed by desire. His lips rubbed against her soft, sweet red lips, and his tongue plunged into Feng Wu's mouth, entwining with hers, demanding and swallowing her sweet saliva with a faint taste of alcohol. Feng Wu's saliva was so precious to him; he had thought he would never be able to taste it in his life. But at that moment, he was drunk, and his reason was almost gone. He was only capable of frantically demanding...
After a while, he felt increasingly unsatisfied. Reluctantly, he straightened his body and glanced at Feng Wu, whose face was flushed, eyes tightly closed, alluring and seductive. He swallowed hard, then took a deep breath and untied Feng Wu's belt. When he parted her clothes, revealing her snow-white, jade-like body, his mind went blank. He was completely stunned...
Her snow-white, tender skin, her full breasts, her soft, pink, adorable, and extremely tempting nipples, her slender waist, her flat stomach, her long, sexy legs, and the mysterious private parts encased in her panties—each one was incredibly alluring. Moreover, Feng Wu was the woman he had always admired and revered, yet could never have, the woman he dreamed of day and night. That moment instantly made him lose all reason; his mind was filled with desire.
He intoxicated himself, inhaling her fragrance from Feng Wu's lower abdomen upwards. After inhaling, he felt his penis harden and throb painfully. He quickly stripped off his clothes. Actually, he already felt that this was not a dream, but he was willing to think about it because if he really found out it wasn't a dream, his personality would definitely not allow him to continue. However,
he was drunk at the time, and his reason had been devoured by desire. In addition, a voice in his heart told him, "This is a dream, this is a dream," convincing and encouraging him... Therefore, after stripping off his clothes, he disregarded everything. Whether it was a dream or reality, at this moment he had to possess his beloved, admired, and longed-for junior sister, Feng Wu, whom he had dreamed of day and night. He lay on Feng Wu's delicate body and kissed her neck passionately. At the same time, his hands pressed on her soft and full breasts, kneading them vigorously and passionately.
However, his vigorous rubbing hurt her and woke Feng Wu. When he heard Feng Wu let out a sweet moan, "Mmm, mmm, it hurts, be gentle, mmm," he mistakenly thought that Feng Wu agreed to his actions, so he became even more vigorous...
At that moment, he kissed her neck wildly and planned to kiss her ears as well, sucking on her earlobe. But Feng Wu's body trembled, and she hugged him tightly, letting out an extremely seductive moan, "Ah, ah...
Husband, ah, give it to me, ah, ah..."
He was drunk at the time and knew that Feng Wu had mistaken him for Long Yan, but he didn't care at all, nor did he care about the consequences. He only wanted to have Feng Wu; he had no other choice. Without knowing what to do, he instinctively pressed his penis against Feng Wu's lower abdomen, moving it up and down, while his sucking intensified...
Just as he was wondering what to do next, Feng Wu suddenly took off her panties, spread her long, sexy legs wide, and grasped his penis, pressing it against a warm, moist place...
At that moment, he only knew to instinctively thrust forward, and the next second, Feng Wu let out a soft "Ah!" He felt his penis enter a warm, moist place, tightly enveloped, an indescribable, wonderful feeling filling his mind. He couldn't help but exhale through her earlobe, letting out a soft "Oh!"...
The room then went dark, but... He pressed down on Feng Wu, still managing to glimpse her snow-white, delicate body. In truth, he had lost his reason; boundless desire drove him to instinctively suck on Feng Wu's earlobe again, thrusting violently and kneading her breasts with abandon…
He had no experience in dual cultivation; he was simply thrusting instinctively. Each thrust into her secret place brought him indescribable pleasure. He felt her secret place becoming increasingly wet and lubricated, coupled with Feng Wu's extremely seductive moans, clinging to him and whimpering, "Ah, husband, ah, so beautiful, ah…" Although his mind was filled with desire, he was becoming increasingly clear-headed. Feng Wu, mistaking him for Long Yan, moaned… He was incredibly excited, thrilled, and aroused by her seductive moans. Although Feng Wu didn't know he wasn't Long Yan, those moans seemed to tell him that he was her husband. Of course, Feng Wu didn't know that almost every man who had seen her longed to be her husband, so he was incredibly excited. He couldn't help but ejaculate inside her for the first time. After ejaculating, his desire didn't diminish at all; on the contrary, it became even stronger. However, he was much more sober and no longer drunk. Of course, he knew that this wasn't a dream but reality, but he didn't care about what would happen afterward. He only wanted to vent his love for Feng Wu and his desire for her.
Because his mind was much clearer and he had released his pent-up desires, the clever man had grasped the basic techniques of dual cultivation. From then on, he no longer acted solely on instinct; he wanted to savor and enjoy the Feng Wu he had longed for day and night. He lowered his head and kissed Feng Wu's red lips. Feng Wu, drunk, couldn't distinguish who was on top of her and passionately responded to his kiss. Thus, during his second climax, he finally brought Feng Wu to orgasm as well. He was satisfied then, but he didn't stop, because he truly loved Feng Wu so much; just looking at her, he couldn't stop…
Last night, he repeatedly savored the body of Feng Wu, a woman he had always dreamed of but could never possess. Her full, soft breasts, her pink and fragrant nipples, her sensual red lips—he didn't miss a single part, not even her delicate little toes. In the end, he lost count of how many times he ejaculated, only stopping when his penis ached. Then, as the moonlight returned, he found Feng Wu fast asleep. He withdrew his penis, watching streams of mixed semen flow from Feng Wu's secret place. He felt excited, thrilled, and aroused, overwhelmed by a blissful incoherent feeling. Finally, he held Feng Wu and fell asleep…
Qing Songzi recalled the sensual memories of last night, his breathing becoming heavy. He continued to breathe deeply, inhaling the scent of her lingerie… The fragrance of Feng Wu lingered as he continued to recall what had just happened…
In the morning, he had actually woken up when Feng Wu rolled over and pressed down on him, but he didn't open his eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep because he didn't know how to face Feng Wu and Long Yan. Just then, he was suddenly kissed on the lips by Feng Wu. He was stunned, opened his eyes, and found it was pitch black. Of course, he knew it was because of the blanket covering him…
He paused for a moment, then came to his senses and found that Feng Wu was still passionately kissing him. He knew that Feng Wu hadn't yet discovered that he wasn't Long Yan. However, the passionate kiss from his beloved, admired, and long-awaited junior sister Feng Wu instantly stimulated him, making him excited and thrilled, completely overwhelming his reason. He thought that since they had already had sex last night, it wouldn't matter if it happened again, and this time it was junior sister Feng Wu who took the initiative.
Having found a pretext, he felt at ease and disregarded everything. He passionately kissed Feng Wu's delicate body. Inside the blanket, Feng Wu didn't know he wasn't Long Yan, but he knew she was the Feng Wu he admired. And so, the two kissed passionately...
When he felt Feng Wu grasp his penis and insert it into her wet secret place, he thrust forward without thinking. Then, fully conscious, he truly felt the indescribable comfort and wonder brought by her warm, wet secret place tightly enveloping his penis. The thought of truly uniting with his beloved Feng Junior Sister filled him with excitement and overwhelming passion. He stopped thinking and began to thrust violently. With each thrust, he savored and enjoyed it, pouring his boundless love into each stroke. He wanted to let Feng Wu, whom he deeply loved and admired, know just how much he loved her. However, perhaps due to excessive excitement, he couldn't hold back and ejaculated soon after...
But as soon as he finished ejaculating inside her, he felt Feng Wu's delicate body stiffen, and then her voice trembled as she asked him in a panicked tone if he was her husband. He didn't know how Feng Wu knew. A moment ago, he was certain that Feng Wu didn't know he wasn't Long Yan, but the next moment he couldn't understand why she knew he wasn't Long Yan. He didn't know how to answer. Just as the afterglow of his climax subsided, Feng Wu, because of his delayed answer, confirmed that he wasn't Long Yan, wasn't her husband, and immediately began to struggle...
At that moment, feeling Feng Wu's struggle, he panicked. He knew that if Feng Wu succeeded in breaking free, he would truly lose Feng Wu forever. He wanted to stop her without hesitation and held her tightly. She began thrusting violently again. Knowing Feng Wu's earlobes were very sensitive, he sucked on them...
Sure enough, Feng Wu suddenly felt weak all over. He panicked, afraid that if he stopped, he would never be able to touch her again. He continued thrusting violently, sucking on her earlobes. Before long, because of his violent thrusting, their heads were outside the blanket. Shortly after, Feng Wu's body convulsed. He could say that for the first time, he was fully conscious and clearly felt the wetness covering his penis suddenly clamping tightly around it, contracting rapidly, and then streams of warm liquid sprayed onto his penis...
He knew Feng Wu had climaxed. He was stunned for a moment, and because he was too excited, he thrust violently a few more times and climaxed again. Afterwards, seeing Feng Wu's expression of unbearable pain, his heart ached terribly, and he felt extreme hatred and jealousy towards Long Yan. This caused him to be unable to understand what had happened, leading him to threaten Feng Wu and take her underwear...
After thinking through everything, Qing Songzi, smelling the fragrance of Feng Wu's underwear, slowly opened his eyes. After a moment of contemplation, his eyes were filled with melancholy, and he sighed sadly. Having calmed down and thought things through carefully, he realized how terrible his mistake was. He couldn't treat Long Yan and Feng Wu like that; one was his senior brother and sworn brother, and the other was his junior sister and sister-in-law. What he had done was utterly unforgivable. So, he sighed and decided to talk to Feng Wu, hoping they would forget what happened last night and that Feng Wu could forgive his actions...
However, just as he got up to find Feng Wu, the door was violently opened. He quickly put away his underwear and was about to yell at the person who entered when he discovered it was Long Yan.
Long Yan, beaming, burst into laughter upon seeing him, "Hahaha, you really were sleeping here, huh? Come on, come on, those kids are waiting for you. Come with me, hahaha..."
Qing Songzi, seeing Long Yan, felt a surge of panic, lowering his head and avoiding his gaze. Only after Long Yan finished speaking did he weakly force a smile, "Hahaha, yeah, I don't know how I got back last night, hahaha." Long Yan's laughter grew even louder, "Hahaha, hahaha, I know, hahaha, I know everything, hahaha, no need to say anything. Last night I drank too much, hahaha, don't worry about it. Come on, those kids are waiting for us, hahaha..." Qing Songzi, hearing Long Yan believe his lie... Although he breathed a slight sigh of relief, he was still quite flustered. Forcing himself to remain calm, he asked, puzzled, "What are they waiting for us for…?" Upon hearing this, Long Yan went to Qing Songzi's side, grabbed his arm, and pulled him forward, explaining with a laugh, "Hehe, they're waiting for us to play chess. We agreed that tonight, two people per team, and the team that loses the most will pay for all the drinks tonight, hehe." Qing Songzi opened his mouth, but inwardly sighed, saying nothing. His mind was elsewhere, and he kept stealing glances at Long Yan, unsure how to face him. On the surface, however, he maintained a calm demeanor and followed Long Yan out of the room…
Not far from where Long Yan and his friends had gathered, Feng Wu and Ling Yao, along with their group of close friends, were at the place where they had been drinking the previous night… Fang, each of them sitting elegantly, mocked the embarrassing state they had witnessed upon waking from their drunken stupor the previous night. Feng Wu listened to her sisters' giggles and laughter, remaining silent, a smile playing on her lips at their laughter…
However, Feng Wu forced a smile, pretending nothing had happened and that she was actually quite happy. She wasn't in agony or panic; in truth, she was devastated to learn that the person she had slept with the previous night wasn't Long Yan but Qing Songzi. What she found most unbearable was that she hadn't discovered it that morning and had even actively seduced Qing Songzi, making her feel like she was dying…
But she couldn't let anyone else know about this, especially since Qing Songzi had… Threatened, she felt panic, anger, and fear. She truly hadn't expected that her handsome and polite senior brother, Qing Songzi, would be such a hypocrite with a beast's heart. Disappointed, disdainful, and contemptuous, she felt even more panicked, unsure of how Qing Songzi would threaten her next...
So, ever since Ling Yao brought her here and they sat down, she had been suppressing her unbearable grief and guilt towards Long Yan and Long Ming, trying to think of a solution while absentmindedly forcing a smile. Fortunately, she acted well, and Ling Yao and the others didn't notice anything unusual about her...
Around noon, one of Long Yan's good friends suggested going to check on what Feng Wu and her group of women were doing, and everyone immediately agreed.
Half an hour later, a group of stunningly beautiful women and a group of handsome men arrived at the bustling market. Some were holding hands, envied by onlookers, while others were alone, chatting and laughing with those around them. This group became the center of attention even before they reached the market…
As evening approached and the sun set, Long Yan and his companions returned from the market, having bought plenty of spiritual wine and delicacies. Tonight, their large group of senior and junior brothers and sisters planned a grand gathering. When countless stars appeared in the dark sky, and the bright moon hung high, radiating its cool light, it illuminated the earth… In a beautiful courtyard of the Holy Gate, surrounded by spiritual mist, a group of stunningly beautiful women and a group of handsome and dashing men sat together, chatting and laughing, toasting each other, and some eating spiritual fruits...
Long Yan had just finished toasting his junior brothers and sisters when he noticed his wife, Feng Wu, holding a wine cup, head bowed, seemingly lost in thought. He took her delicate hand and asked gently, "Wife, are you feeling unwell? I've seen you lost in thought several times today."
Feng Wu felt her delicate hand being gently grasped, and her heart skipped a beat. Her body trembled slightly, and she wanted to struggle, but upon hearing Long Yan's words, she felt a surge of guilt and sorrow. She immediately gripped Long Yan's hand tightly, looked up at her beloved husband with teary eyes, and choked out, "I'm fine, don't worry. I just have a slight headache; I probably drank too much last night..."
Hearing this, Long Yan immediately said with tender concern and heartache, "Then, we won't drink anymore. I'll take you home to rest..."
Seeing Long Yan's expression, Feng Wu felt even more guilty and sad. She forced back her tears and nodded, saying, "Okay..." Seeing this,
Long Yan quickly looked up at his fellow disciples present and apologized, "Everyone, I'm sorry, my wife isn't feeling well, so I won't be able to keep you company tonight..."
The man named Lin Tian, who had been dressed in white last night, said, "Senior Brother Long, you're such a spoilsport! " "Your wife isn't feeling well, you could take her to rest before coming back, right? What do you all think, is what Senior Brother Long is doing acceptable…?"
Then a group of people started jeering, "No, no…"
At this moment, Ling Yao suddenly spoke up, "Junior Sister Feng isn't feeling well, so as her husband, Senior Brother Long should naturally take care of her. Does that mean you're just going to ignore your wife just because she's not feeling well, right, Junior Brother Lin Tian…?"
Lin Tian, upon hearing this, felt a headache coming on, but then he had a sudden inspiration and replied, "Uh, since Senior Sister Ling has spoken, let's compromise. Didn't we buy a pot of 'Illusion Demon Wine' this morning? Now that Senior Brother Long is leaving, shouldn't he and Junior Sister Feng have a drink…?"
Seeing Ling Yao's eyes turn cold upon hearing this, Long Yan quickly interrupted with a loud laugh, "Haha… Junior Brother Lin Tian is right, but since my wife isn't feeling well, I'll drink for her… Come on, pour the wine…"
Seeing this, Lin Tian immediately took out… A cup of "Illusionary Demon Wine" was poured for Long Yan. Without a word, he picked it up and drank it in one gulp. Immediately after, he felt dizzy and even had difficulty standing…
Feng Wu knew that "Illusionary Demon Wine" was not only rare but also very potent. Most importantly, it had a special effect: it could unconsciously induce a demonic influence within a person. While this demonic influence wasn't particularly powerful, if one wasn't careful and their senses were clouded, it was truly difficult to distinguish reality from illusion. She had heard of people who had drunk this wine and been blinded by their demonic influence, seeing their friends as their hated enemies and killing them in a fit of rage. Only after escaping the illusion did they learn the truth, filled with regret, and that very day they killed the person who brewed the wine…
Seeing that Long Yan was about to drink a second cup of this dangerous spirit wine, Feng Wu quickly grabbed the cup first, drank it in one gulp, and then, amidst shouts of envy… Amidst a clamor, Long Yan, embracing his beloved wife Feng Wu, departed. Their departure somewhat disrupted the joyful atmosphere, but this was quickly forgotten by their slightly tipsy state…
Of course, Qing Songzi had been drinking with his head down ever since Long Yan left with Feng Wu, while Ling Yao also absentmindedly sipped her spirit wine…
When everyone had drunk enough and was quite tipsy, Lin Tian once again took out "Illusionary Demon Wine," pouring a cup for each person. He then picked up his cup and drunkenly said, "Come on, everyone has to drink a cup, or you're a dog, a bastard. I'll go first…" He then downed the spirit wine in one gulp…
The men and women present exchanged glances, and then, unexpectedly, Qing Songzi picked up his cup, stood up, his face flushed, and drunkenly shouted, "Drink then, who's afraid of who!" He then also downed his spirit wine in one gulp.
Seeing this, and being quite drunk themselves, Wen Ran felt a surge of competitive spirit and a refusal to admit defeat. They all picked up their wine cups and downed their drinks in one gulp…
But that wasn't all. The tipsy Ling Yao and her friends started using "Illusionary Demon Wine" to see who was the strongest…
Half an hour later, the courtyard was filled with the fragrant aroma of wine, and everyone inside was completely drunk, some lying on the ground, some slumped over tables…
Meanwhile, in Feng Wu's room, a scene of passionate love unfolded. On the bed, Long Yan, completely naked, pressed down on Feng Wu, who was also completely naked. The two were passionately kissing, and as Long Yan kissed her, his large hands gently kneaded her full, soft breasts. Meanwhile, his penis was rapidly thrusting in and out of her secret place, each thrust drawing out drops of her vaginal fluid. Because of her relationship with Qing Songzi, Feng Wu felt an overwhelming sense of guilt towards Long Yan, leading her to be unusually proactive. Her face flushed crimson, she passionately kissed Long Yan's lips, her delicate hands tightly embracing his body, her long, beautiful legs raised and spread wide, swaying with each thrust, her chest thrusting forward in an incredibly enthusiastic and proactive response to Long Yan…
This continued for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. When both felt breathless, they tacitly pulled away from each other's lips, exchanging a few deep, affectionate glances. However, Long Yan suddenly saw his beloved wife, his face contorted with fear, panic, and disbelief, his eyes widening in disbelief. Looking at himself, he asked curiously, "Wife, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that..."
Feng Wu looked at Qing Songzi so close to her, and upon hearing his words, she took a deep breath, her heart filled with panic and terror. She cried out, "He's not Qing Songzi, he's my husband, Long Yan! Damn inner demon, break free! I don't want to see that beast Qing Songzi again..." On the surface, however, she forced herself to remain calm, moaning softly, "Ah, husband, I'm alright, ah, don't stop, ah, give it to me, ah..."
Seeing Feng Wu like this, Long Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. After blinking, he was about to thrust when he suddenly froze, staring in disbelief at the stunningly beautiful and aloof Ling Yao beneath him. They knew the "Illusionary Demon Wine" had taken effect. All of them were capable of resisting inner demons, so they knew it was happening. However, it would take a while for the inner demons to disappear. Feng Wu, suppressing her nausea, tried to push away Long Yan, who was now blinded by the inner demons and resembled Qing Songzi. She forced a coquettish moan: "Ah, husband, what's wrong? Ah, give it to me, ah..."
Long Yan saw Ling Yao before him, her face flushed, her eyes half-closed, watery, and shyly asking him a question. At that moment, he felt an intense thrill. He knew that Ling Yao beneath him was Feng Wu, but he still felt incredibly excited and quickly replied, "Ah, it's nothing. My wife, you're so beautiful. I love you." After saying that, he began to thrust violently, kneading her breasts while staring at "Ling Yao" before him...
"Ah, ah... Husband, ah... So intense, ahhh..." Feng Wu looked at the lewd grinning "Qing Songzi" before her, feeling extremely disgusted, sad, and heartbroken. Although she knew the person before her was actually Long Yan, the more she looked at "Qing Songzi's" appearance, the more disgusted she felt, and the more guilty she felt towards Long Yan. However, the waves of wonderful pleasure emanating from her private parts made her even more flustered and confused. This feeling was similar to the real "Qing Songzi" during their lovemaking. This pain, which she couldn't express and could only endure, made her feel like she was dying with every thrust from Feng Wu... In the end, she
really couldn't bear to watch anymore. She tilted her head back, her delicate hands gripping the sheets tightly, opened her swollen red lips, closed her eyes, and let out an alluring moan, but no matter what she did, the image of Qing Songzi kept appearing in her mind, and she couldn't recall Long Yan's image...
The sounds of violent impact, the "plop plop" of thrusting in and out, and the alluring moans of Feng Wu echoed throughout the room.
Half an incense stick later, Long Yan couldn't take it anymore. The "Ling Yao" beneath him was flushed, her expression shy, her eyes half-closed, brimming with desire, her brows slightly furrowed, her cherry lips swollen, her gaze hazy and joyful. Her head tilted back, her stunningly beautiful face, both shy and alluring, was incredibly captivating. He felt a conflicting yet incredibly stimulating psychology—a feeling of betraying Feng Wu, yet knowing the person beneath him was Feng Wu, allowing him to do as he pleased and indulge in thrusting. This caused him to quickly lose control. After a few vigorous thrusts, he forcefully ejaculated a large amount of semen into her secret place…
Feng Wu felt the warm semen being shot into her flower core, and couldn't help but slightly open her eyes. Seeing the lewd grin on "Qing Songzi's" face, she suppressed her overwhelming grief, her delicate hands gripping the sheets tightly, two lines of tears uncontrollably streaming from the corners of her eyes, yet outwardly displaying a face full of pleasure, letting out a soft moan, "Ah, so hot…"
After the climax subsided, Long Yan looked at the "Ling Yao" beneath him, feeling as if he were truly with the real Ling Yao, having engaged in dual cultivation and ejaculated inside her...
The next second, the energetic Long Yan lay on top of Feng Wu's body, now transformed into "Ling Yao," passionately kissing her and thrusting violently. As for Feng Wu, she feigned pleasure, inwardly disgusted and panicked, silently shedding tears as she actively responded to Long Yan, now transformed into "Qing Songzi," her delicate hands gripping the sheets tightly, enduring each thrust...
At this moment, among the drunken crowd in the courtyard, Lin Tian suddenly became intoxicated, swaying from side to side, unable to even stand. Then, looking at the people lying on the ground, he suddenly stared blankly at Ling Yao, who was lying drunk on the table with her face turned to the side. Her stunningly beautiful profile stunned him. The next moment, after regaining his senses, he staggered up behind Ling Yao...
The drunken Lin Tian hugged Ling Yao's delicate body from behind, looking at her perfect profile, and said drunkenly with the smell of wine on his breath, "Senior Sister Ling, you are so beautiful. I have always admired you. Can you be my wife?"
Suddenly, the drunken Ling Yao, whether she vaguely heard Lin Tian's words or felt someone hugging her, unconsciously uttered a "hmm."
Hearing this, the tipsy Lin Tianran immediately became excited. He scooped up the drunken Ling Yao and laid her flat on the ground covered with spiritual herbs and flowers. He pressed himself against her, drunkenly grinning, "Senior Sister Ling, since you've agreed to be my wife, let's consummate our marriage now..." He then kissed her pink lips...
The drunken Ling Yao, vaguely feeling her lips being frantically kissed, slightly opened her eyes and discovered it was "Long Yan." At that moment, she didn't think much of it, because she had always admired Long Yan and had even confessed her feelings to him while suppressing her shame, only to be rejected by him because of Feng Wu...
When Ling Yao realized it was "Long Yan" kissing her, her drunken state prevented her from considering that the "Illusionary Demon Wine" was taking effect, and her inner demons were blinding her. Years of longing and admiration erupted from her heart. Her delicate hands wrapped around the back of Lin Tian's neck, which had transformed into "Dragon Flame," and she awkwardly responded...
Lin Tian felt Ling Yao's response and became even more excited. Coupled with a dizzy head, he passionately kissed her tender cherry lips, his large hands instinctively pressing on her full breasts and kneading them vigorously...
The two kissed more and more passionately and wildly. Lin Tian rubbed her breasts through her clothes and became increasingly unsatisfied. He pulled on Ling Yao's belt and quickly opened her loose dress. When his large hands pressed on her breasts, he could still feel the clothes. He grabbed her bra and pulled it off, then casually threw it aside. The next second, Lin Tian's large hands were intimately pressed on her breasts, which no one had ever touched before, and he began to knead them to his heart's content.
7. Unable to tell the truth, Lin Tian passionately kissed Ling Yao's red lips, greedily swallowing her sweet and fragrant saliva. His hands kneaded her full, soft, and tender breasts, too large for one hand to grasp. Drunk, he was both excited and thrilled, thinking: "So sweet, so big, so soft! Haha, I'm actually kissing Ling Yao, the fifth most beautiful and aloof fairy in the continent's millennium-long history! I can actually knead the breasts that countless people dream of, and Ling Yao is even responding to me… Haha, am I dreaming? No, I'm not dreaming. Maybe Ling Yao has always had feelings for me, but I didn't know. Now that I've confessed to her, she's accepted. Maybe she's been waiting for me all along. Ah, I'm so stupid. But, haha, it's not too late now. Ling Yao, I love you. I will definitely protect you and cherish you in the future…"
Ling Yao's eyes were half-closed, looking at the burning, adoring eyes so close to her. Drunk, she didn't even notice … The Long Yan before her was an illusion, a figment of Lin Tian's imagination, a delusion created by her inner demons. She felt her lips brush against those of the Long Yan she had always admired, their tongues intertwining, saliva mixing. She greedily fought for him, feeling her breasts covered and kneaded by warm hands. Years of longing were released, her lust growing stronger. A strange sensation stirred within her, a warm flow emanating from her private parts. She responded even more frantically, her mind intoxicated, whispering: "Mmm, mmm... Senior Brother Yan, I'm so happy, mmm... You've finally chosen me, mmm, take me. I've already decided that only you can touch my body. If anyone else dares to touch me, I will tear them to pieces..."
They kissed for a long time, until both of them struggled to breathe. They tacitly pulled away from each other's lips, breathing heavily. However, Lin Tian, seeing Ling Yao's swollen lips, became even more excited. He breathed heavily, growling as he kissed her neck...
"Mmm, mmm..." Ling Yao felt her neck being kissed, her face flushed, her eyes hazy. She tilted her head back to make it easier for Lin Tian to kiss her randomly. "Fragrant, tender, smooth!" Lin Tian kissed and licked Ling Yao's neck wildly
. With each kiss, he felt the fragrance of her body fill his mouth and nose, and he could clearly feel the smoothness of her delicate skin... "Mmm... mmm..." Ling Yao felt Lin Tian's kisses moving lower and lower, feeling a strange, itchy sensation on her neck. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan from her half-red lips...
Lin Tian continued kissing her neck and collarbone, and now he was kissing and licking her full, white breasts, one hand continuing to knead them, the other hand haphazardly caressing her body...
"Mmm...ah...no, ah, mmm...gentle, mmm..." With her head tilted back, her eyes hazy and watery, her face flushed, the stunningly beautiful Ling Yao unconsciously tightened her grip on the spiritual grass beneath her. She felt her nipples being sucked forcefully in the warm, moist mouth, experiencing a tingling sensation she had never felt before. Her strength seemed to vanish, and with each suck, a strange sensation arose in her nipples...
Lin Tian's eyes widened, his gaze intoxicated and burning. The white, fleshy breasts were so close, his nose pressed against the soft peaks. With each breath, he could smell the incredibly alluring fragrance emanating from them. He could clearly feel the soft, tender cherries in his mouth, exuding a delicate fragrance and a faint milky aroma. After being touched by saliva, they were filled with the scent of milk and fragrance. He unconsciously increased the pressure of his kneading of the breasts, while his already hard penis became even harder, accompanied by a slight pain. His desire intensified...
"Mmm...uh, uh...gently, uh..." When Lin Tian heard Ling Yao's moans change louder and become more alluring, tempting him to commit a sin, he felt the soft, tender cherry in his mouth slowly begin to stand up and harden. "Ah..." When Ling Yao couldn't help but let out an alluring moan, Lin Tian clearly felt the cherry in his hand and the cherry in his mouth simultaneously harden and become erect. However, this only excited him more, making him suck and rub even more greedily...
The "squeaking" sucking sounds and the "glug-glug" greedy swallowing sounds filled Lin Tian's eyes, which were red with desire and heat. His eyes were excited and agitated, his penis pressed tightly against Ling Yao's flat abdomen, his body instinctively wriggling slightly back and forth. He thought excitedly: So fragrant, so big, so soft, I'm really not dreaming, I'm really touching Senior Sister Ling Yao's breasts, I'm really eating her nipples, haha, so delicious, so fragrant... Senior Sister Ling Yao, I love you...
I really can't lose you...
"Mmm...mmm...ah...it hurts, mmm, be gentle, mmm..." Ling Yao's eyes were half-closed, brimming with desire, her gaze hazy with pleasure. As she felt waves of tingling, strangely wonderful pleasure from the kneading and sucking of her breasts, accompanied by waves of pain, she couldn't help but release her grip on the spirit herb and gently grasp the hand kneading her breasts... She couldn't help but look down at "Long Yan," who was engrossed in sucking her nipple, her heart filled with joy and delight. She thought to herself: Mmm, mmm, Brother Yan, I'm not dreaming, you're really sucking my breasts, it feels so good, so wonderful... Her heart... On the surface, her face was flushed, shy yet alluring, her slightly swollen cherry lips parted, exhaling soft, pleasant moans...
After a few breaths, just as Lin Tian couldn't resist reaching out to touch Ling Yao's private parts through her underwear, Ling Yao's body trembled slightly. She quickly grabbed the hand covering her private parts, her face flushed, her eyes watery and alluring, half-closed, charming yet shy, whispering seductively, "Mmm...no, mmm...there are many people here, mmm, not here, mmm..."
Lin Tian, his eyes bloodshot with burning excitement, spat out the bright red cherry he had been sucking. Looking around, he saw all the fellow disciples who had been drinking were now passed out, lying on the ground or asleep on the tables. His last shred of reason told him this was no place for pleasure… He immediately got up, picked up Ling Yao, and used his spiritual power to fly towards her room. Ling Yao, blushing shyly, buried her head in “Long Yan’s” arms, too overjoyed to look up, tacitly agreeing to his next move…
Meanwhile, in Feng Wu’s room, Long Yan, his face flushed with excitement, looked at “Ling Yao” beneath him, his hands kneading her full, soft breasts, his penis thrusting violently. His intimately familiar, moist place revealed her flushed face, half-closed, watery eyes, a hazy and sorrowful gaze. She turned her head away, her hair disheveled, her delicate hands gripping the sheets, seemingly unwilling to endure his thrusts yet forced to accept them, helpless and resigned, yet possessing an exquisitely beautiful and alluring appearance. Her half-swollen, red lips emitted incredibly seductive moans of "Ah ah, ah ha, ah ha..." Knowing that the "Ling Yao" beneath him was his beloved wife, Feng Wu, he felt no guilt whatsoever, but rather an intense excitement and stimulation. It truly felt as if his cold and beautiful junior sister, Ling Yao, whom he had known for years, was now beneath him, conquered, revealing a hidden, exceptionally alluring side of herself...
"Ah...ah...husband, ah...slower, ah, too strong, ah, ah, like this I, ah, uh, ah ha ah ha...can't take it anymore, ah, it's coming again...ah..." Feng Wu's face was flushed, her eyes were brimming with tears, her gaze was unfocused and lost. She turned her head to look at her beloved husband, Long Yan, but found it was "Qing Songzi." A wave of panic and guilt washed over her... She immediately turned her head away from him, and then couldn't help but silently shed tears. Although she knew that the "Qing Songzi" in front of her was her beloved husband, Long Yan, she felt as if she had been brought to orgasm by the real Qing Songzi, yet she had no choice but to endure it. She suppressed the unbearable grief and the feeling that life was worse than death in her heart. She felt extremely guilty towards Long Yan. Her slender, beautiful legs instinctively lifted, her small, crystal-clear feet straightened, her chest puffed out, her head tilted back, her body convulsed, her delicate hands gripped the sheets tightly, her red lips parted slightly, and she forced out a soft moan of pleasure...
"Ah, ah...no, ah, husband, ah, wait a minute, ah...woo...woo..." Feng Wu was still in the throes of orgasm when Long Yan, feeling himself bringing "Ling Yao" beneath him to climax, couldn't hold back any longer. After a few vigorous thrusts, he forcefully pushed, sending streams of warm semen into her secret place. Feng Wu felt the semen Long Yan ejaculated into her secret place, feeling as if she had truly been penetrated by "Qing Songzi." Finally, unable to bear the unbearable grief and despair, she cried out in anguish...
Long Yan saw "Ling Yao" beneath him... Yao was crying. He immediately pulled out his limp penis, hugged her tightly, and apologized profusely, his heart aching: "My wife, did I hurt you? I'm sorry, I swear I won't do it again... Please forgive me. Seeing you cry, my heart feels like it's being cut by a knife, it hurts so much!!!"
Feng Wu trembled upon hearing this, her heart filled with even more guilt. She quickly hugged Long Yan tightly, burying her face in his chest. Recalling the scenes from last night and this morning where she mistakenly thought Long Yan and Qing Songzi were having a wild and passionate lovemaking, she couldn't help but cry uncontrollably...
"Waaaaah...waaaah...husband, waaaah, I'm sorry, waaaah...I, I, waaaah..."
The room, which had been filled with the allure of spring just moments before, was now filled with Feng Wu's heart-wrenching sobs, becoming utterly tragic...
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Wu finally calmed down, tightly embracing Long Yan's body, and choked back tears as she explained, "Waaaah...husband, I didn't cry because you hurt me, waaaah, it's because I was unwell, waaaah, that you couldn't spend a proper time with your senior brothers and sisters, waaaah. I felt so selfish, so sorry to you all, waaaah, that's why I couldn't help but cry. Waaaah...husband..." "My lord, I'm so sorry. If it weren't for me, you could have been drinking to your hearts' content, sob sob..."
Upon hearing this, Long Yan felt an even deeper love for his gentle and considerate wife. He hugged her tightly and said tenderly, "Silly girl, what are you saying? I'm your husband. If I only cared about drinking and ignored you, would I still be human? You are my most beloved wife... We can get together for drinks anytime. My junior brothers and sisters will understand. Don't think so much... If they are dissatisfied with you because of this, I will never let them off the hook, even if they are my junior brothers and sisters, because you are the most important person to me in this life..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wu was filled with emotion. In her joy, her guilt towards Long Yan intensified, and she cried out in anguish, "Waaah, husband, I'm so sorry! Waaah, please don't be so good to me! Waaah, I'm not the innocent Feng Wu I used to be anymore! I... waaah, I've been defiled by Qing Songzi... waaah, husband, I can't lose you! I really can't lose you! Waaah! Call me selfish or whatever, but I can't let you know about that! I absolutely won't let you know! Waaah..."
Feng Wu looked up and realized her inner demons were still there. The Long Yan before her was still the "Qing Songzi" she loathed. After thinking for a moment, she felt an overwhelming urge to kill him, so she released Ling Zhan's hand and forced a calm demeanor. "Husband, I'm alright now. I think my senior brothers and sisters haven't had their drinks yet. You should go and drink with them now. If you stay with me, it will only make me feel more guilty towards them... Besides, I'm tired, I want to sleep...
Husband, please go, okay... Otherwise, I really won't know how to face my senior sisters in the future..."
Long Yan thought about it and realized he hadn't had enough to drink yet. Considering Feng Wu's words, he finally said gently, "Alright, since my wife is alright, I'll go and continue drinking with them... I want to ask them if they have any complaints about you... Don't worry, I'm going to get them drunk tonight. My wife wants to sleep, right? I'll get them drunk later..." "I'll come back once they're drunk..."
Feng Wu nodded. Long Yan hugged Feng Wu and kissed her passionately a few times, then kneaded her full breasts a few times. Finally, he lowered his head and opened his mouth to suck on her soft, red cherries until Feng Wu let out a soft "Ah!" before spitting out the firm, wet, saliva-covered cherries. He got out of bed, put on his clothes, and left the room, leaving Feng Wu behind, her face flushed, her eyes filled with tears, her gaze filled with sorrow, guilt, and grief, and she began to cry silently again. He went to the courtyard to find Qing Songzi and the others to continue drinking...
A moment later, Long Yan arrived at the courtyard and found everyone drunk. He then woke up several of his junior brothers and let the drunken Long Yan... They drank with him, but what puzzled him was that Ling Yao was nowhere to be found. Perhaps because he had just had a genuine feeling of intimacy with Ling Yao, he couldn't help but be somewhat concerned about the real Ling Yao… But when he realized Ling Yao was missing, he ignored it, waking up the people nearby while holding his wine, demanding they drink with him…
Meanwhile, Lin Tian finally brought Ling Yao to his room. At first, he carried Ling Yao to her room, but she said it wasn't right, that Feng Wu was in a room a few rooms ahead of hers, and that he should go to another room. He readily agreed, naturally going to her room. Drunk, he endured the throbbing pain of his erect penis, his heart burning with lust. Despite his physical discomfort, he finally managed to carry Ling Yao back to the room. As soon as they entered and he locked the door, he eagerly carried her to the bed. After laying her flat on the bed, his eyes burned with excitement. He glanced at her flushed face, her shyly lowered head, her clothes disheveled, revealing glimpses of her full breasts, even the firm, pink nipples that hadn't yet been suckled. The thought of his usually aloof and unapproachable senior sister, now displaying girlish shyness, was a stark contrast that only heightened his excitement. The next second, he couldn't resist any longer, pressing himself against Ling Yao's delicate body... "Ling Yao, I love you..." Shen said passionately, lowering his head to kiss her red lips.
Ling Yao, upon hearing this, couldn't help but blush and steal a glance at "Long Yan." Seeing the burning love in his eyes, she felt even more joy and excitement. When she felt her lips being kissed, her body trembled slightly. Then, in her drunken state, she cast aside all shame and wanted to express all the love she had always felt. Her delicate hands involuntarily rose to embrace the back of Lin Tian's neck, her cherry lips actively rubbing against his, her half-open mouth welcoming the invasion of his tongue. At the same time, her tongue actively intertwined with his, and she greedily swallowed the mixed saliva...
Lin Tian felt himself kissing Ling Yao's cherry lips again, and upon sensing her response, his eyes burned with excitement. This time, he no longer suppressed his desire and took his time as before. He passionately kissed Ling Yao while simultaneously beginning to undress her. Ling Yao, tipsy and sensing "Dragon Flame's" intentions, offered no resistance and even began to remove his clothes with her delicate hands…
The moonlight tonight was exceptionally bright and enchanting, with not a cloud in the sky and twinkling stars, a breathtakingly beautiful sight. The cool moonlight illuminated the entire earth. At this moment, the cool moonlight streamed through the open window, illuminating the previously dark room. Although not extremely bright and somewhat hazy, it was still enough to see clearly… On the bed, Lin Tian and Ling Yao were passionately kissing and undressing each other… When the white… The skirt was taken off and thrown on the floor in front of the bed. Then, one by one, white clothes, pink underwear, white pants, panties and briefs were quickly thrown on the skirt, piled up in a messy heap...
On the bed, naked Lin Tian was pressing down on Ling Yao, who was naked, snow-white and jade-like, with full, firm, soft breasts, pink and tempting cherries, a flat stomach, a slender waist, long and sexy legs, sparse and dark pubic hair, and a pink and plump private part that was flowing with clear love juice. The two were kissing passionately, their breathing becoming more and more rapid. Of course, in addition to kissing, Lin Tian also covered and rubbed the breasts that he could not hold with one hand, and occasionally played with the firm cherries. His other hand stroked and explored down the breasts, touching the lower abdomen and the smooth pubic hair, and then covered the private part with his large hand, instinctively stroking it randomly.
As Lin Tian moved, Ling Yao's eyes were half-closed, brimming with spring water, her gaze filled with adoration and longing. Her face grew increasingly flushed, and she felt her breasts being rubbed and her nipples being played with, sending waves of tingling sensations through her. She felt her private parts being caressed, sending even more tingling and wonderful sensations through her. Her desire grew stronger and stronger, and her thighs, which had been closed instinctively, naturally parted further and further, and the heat flowing from her private parts increased...
After half an incense stick's time, the two who had been passionately kissing finally parted their lips because their breathing became increasingly difficult. Lin Tian felt his penis hard and painfully erect. He could no longer hold back. He straightened his body, grabbed the knees of her long, sexy legs that had somehow become erect and slightly parted, and gently spread them wider. Then, he quickly knelt between her legs and looked down at her pink private parts, which were already wet, exuding an extremely tempting allure that made one's blood boil. He also felt the wetness in his hands.
He swallowed hard, glanced up at Ling Yao, whose face was flushed and eyes were brimming with desire, her beauty captivating and alluring. He felt his penis throb even more, and immediately lowered his head again, grasping his hard penis and pressing it against her wet opening…
As Ling Yao felt the hard, hot object pressing against her opening with immense shyness, the image of Feng Wu involuntarily flashed into her mind. Her body trembled, and she quickly raised her hand to grasp the hot, hard object that was about to penetrate her. The hard foreign object—at that moment, she felt the object in her delicate hand burning hot, her body becoming even weaker and more limp. She opened her swollen, red lips, letting out a breath as fresh as orchids with the fragrance of wine, her voice a mix of sobs and coquettishness. Her eyes were watery, and her expression shy and pitiful as she said in a
soft, coquettish voice, "No, we can't do this. Although I don't mind you, if we do this, she will be very sad..." Lin Tian, upon hearing this, was first stunned, then, thinking of his cultivation partner, naturally assumed that Ling Yao was... He considered that her Daoist partner had met Ling Yao more than once, so he admired Ling Yao even more for thinking of him like this. He gently said, "Don't worry, I won't let you down. I swear I will definitely marry you. As long as we truly love each other, I believe she will accept it. Ling Yao, I love you, please give it to me!!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Yao was both moved and overjoyed. Seeing the "Long Yan" she had admired for many years before her, with his firm expression and burning love in his eyes, she couldn't help but think to herself: Junior Sister Feng, Senior Brother Long Yan and I are truly in love. I hope you will accept me. I really admire Senior Brother...
Withdrawing her delicate hand, Ling Yao blushed, her face turning red, her eyes filled with spring tears, her eyes filled with love and emotion. She nodded softly with an "Mmm," and dared not meet "Long Yan's" burning eyes again, turning her head to the side...
Lin Tian, having received Ling Yao's consent, was even more excited. He lowered his head, his eyes burning with excitement, and slowly pushed his penis into her moist secret place...
"Ugh...ugh...it hurts, slower, ugh..." Ling Yao turned her head to the side, feeling her private parts being forcibly pried open, and then a hot foreign object was inserted into them. With each thrust, waves of pain shot through her, and her flushed face began to turn pale. She quickly gripped the sheet beneath her, her brows furrowing slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pain...
"Ugh, ugh...it hurts so much, slower, ugh...no, stop...ugh..." Ling Yao felt her private parts being forcibly pried open; the deeper the foreign object went, the more intense the pain became. Her brows furrowed, her face turning pale, and beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. Her hands gripped the sheet even tighter, her eyes filled with tears, her face contorted in pain as she cried out...
"Ling Yao, is this your first time...? I...I'm so happy...Just bear with it a little longer, it won't hurt so much after it goes in. Just bear with it, it'll stop hurting soon, I'm coming..." Lin Tian felt his penis pressing against the hymen, the symbol of her purity, and his face lit up with excitement. His eyes were filled with intense emotion, his breathing rapid, and he swallowed hard, saying excitedly...
"Ugh, no, I haven't adjusted yet, ah...no...ah, it hurts so much...ah..." Ling Yao had originally wanted to adjust before letting "Dragon Flame" continue, but before he could finish speaking, he thrust hard. Instantly, a tearing pain shot through her brain, her face turned pale, tears streaming down her face. She tilted her head back, her chest arched, her brows furrowed, her forehead covered in sweat, her eyes wide and teary, her expression pained. Her face was contorted in pain...her swollen lips parted wide, her delicate hands gripping the sheets tightly with all her might, her body stiffening, and she let out a pitiful cry...
"Ah, don't move, ah, it hurts so much, waah... please don't move, waah... it really hurts so much, waah..." Ling Yao felt the tearing pain while simultaneously experiencing the strange sensation of the hard, hot object enveloping her private parts. Before she could fully adjust, the object was suddenly pulled out. When most of it was out, there was a sudden, forceful thrust, and a series of tearing sensations followed... Her face was pale, her brows furrowed, beads of sweat soaked her hair, her delicate hands tore at the sheets, her face contorted in pain, her eyes wide with tears, crying out in agony. She begged for mercy…
Seeing Ling Yao like this, so helpless and pitiful, it was impossible not to feel pity for her. However, remembering the usually expressionless, aloof, and stunningly beautiful Ling Yao, he felt a pang of heartache, but mostly excitement, thrill, and stimulation. The current Ling Yao filled him with a sense of accomplishment. He lay on her body, looking at her gently, and said, “The first time will hurt a little, but believe me, it will soon stop hurting, and you’ll feel so good… Senior Sister, I love you…” Then, he kissed her red lips and began to frantically take her…
The sounds of "slap slap slap," the sounds of their thrusting growing faster and faster, filled Ling Yao with an excruciating pain, as if her private parts were being ripped apart. However, with the increasing speed of the thrusts, a wonderful, tingling sensation she had never experienced before followed. Her lips hesitantly responded to "Long Yan's" kisses, their tongues entwining. She frowned, cold sweat beading on her brow, her eyes brimming with tears, yet her gaze held a mixture of pleasure and adoration. Her delicate hands rose to embrace him tightly, and with each passing pain, her fingers involuntarily slashed at his back. Her long, sexy legs were spread wide, her chest thrust forward, welcoming the caresses of his large hands…
Bathed in the cool moonlight, the scene on the bed appeared even more alluring and sensual, stirring the blood to a fever pitch…
"Ah, ah... ah... ah, ah... be gentle, ah, it hurts so much, ah. Ah ah..."
Ling Yao's cherry lips were swollen and red, her eyes half-closed, tears welling up, her face streaked with tears, her gaze hazy and joyful. She tilted her head back, her hair disheveled, one hand pressing down on "Dragon Flame's" head, which was burying itself in her neck and sucking on her neck, the other on his back near his buttocks. Her long, sexy legs were spread wide, feeling the hot, hard penis inside her secret place. Each fierce thrust brought pain, numbness, fullness, tingling, and indescribable blissful pleasure. Unable to control herself, she involuntarily let out sweet, alluring moans...
"Slap slap slap," "Slap slap," "Slap slap slap," the violent sounds of impact rang out incessantly. Lin Tian felt his penis being tightly enveloped, and each thrust brought an indescribable, ecstatic pleasure. At the same time, he kissed Ling Yao's slender neck even more frantically, greedily swallowing every drop of her fragrant saliva, his large hands kneading her full, soft breasts with abandon, inhaling the alluring fragrance of her body...
"Ah... Ah ha, ah ah, ah ha, no, ah ha, slower, ah ha, I, ah ha, I can't hold it in anymore, ah ha, ah... I'm going to pee, ah ha, ah ha... ah ah ah... ah..." Ling Yao's eyes were glazed and unfocused, her face flushed, her head tilted back, her chest thrust out, her delicate hands tightly embracing "Long Yan's" body, her swollen cherry lips parted, her mind blank, feeling an indescribable, intoxicatingly ecstatic pleasure emanating from her secret place. Her body convulsed, letting out a pleasurable moan, experiencing the taste of orgasm for the first time...
Lin Tian felt his penis suddenly being tightly gripped by her secret place, followed by a strong contraction, and a large amount of vaginal fluid sprayed onto his penis. He immediately knew that Ling Yao had orgasmed, and his heart became even more excited and stimulated. He immediately began to thrust frantically...
"Ahhh...no, ahhh, wait a minute, ahhh...I can't take it like this, ahhh...uh
...ah, so hot...ah..." Ling Yao was enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm when suddenly the penis in her secret place began to thrust even more violently. Instantly, her sensitive secret place was filled with waves of pleasure that were both painful and extremely wonderful. She couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy. However, after a few thrusts, the penis suddenly stopped moving with force, and then a large amount of warm liquid shot into her secret place. She immediately... He could let out alluring moans...
After his climax, Lin Tian lay weakly on Ling Yao's delicate body, breathing heavily. Ling Yao was also breathing softly. Both of them were covered in sweat, but their eyes were intoxicated and hazy as they enjoyed the afterglow of their orgasm... After a while, when Lin Tian's breathing was not so rapid, he opened his mouth and took the firm, bright red nipples into his mouth. He greedily tasted and sucked on the extremely cute and tempting cherries, one hand pressing on the full breasts and kneading them, while the other hand haphazardly caressed the fair and tender body...
"Mmm... Ah, gently, it hurts, ahh... Don't bite... It's so numb. Ahh... Brother Yan, I love you, I really love you, please give it to me, I want it so much, ah, ah, ah ha, so comfortable, ah ha, ah ah..." Ling Yao was originally a person who dared to love and hate, but now that she had given her body and soul to "Long Yan," she was already his woman, and she was experiencing the ecstasy of orgasm for the first time. Coupled with her current drunken state, she had no sense of restraint or shame about showing her wanton side. Feeling her nipples being sucked and her breasts being rubbed, the tingling and numb pleasure aroused her lust again, and she immediately begged for pleasure...
The sounds of "slap slap slap," "slap slap" rang out again, along with the sounds of "sucking," "gulping," and "ah ha, ah ha, ah ah. ah ha..." Her sweet and seductive moans intertwined, filling the room with a scene and sound of alluring spring, boiling blood, and burning desire...
"Mmm..." Inside the room, "Qing Songzi" pressed his naked body against the naked Feng Wu, kissing her passionately. Feng Wu responded to him, their lips rubbing together, their tongues intertwining, their saliva being swallowed in a frenzy. His large hands kneaded her full breasts, her long, sexy legs were spread wide apart, and his delicate hands gently stroked his hard, hot penis.
Although Feng Wu still felt some grief looking at the "Green Pine Seed" in her eyes, she quickly realized that the "Green Pine Seed" on her body was her husband, Long Yan. It was just that her inner demons had clouded her vision, and she knew that these demons would dissipate in time, and she would be able to see her beloved husband again. Just now, he had come home drunk, and immediately stripped naked and climbed onto the bed, pinning her down. She had only just fallen asleep when she opened her eyes and saw the "Green Pine Seed." She was startled and panicked, but when he looked at her with deep affection and said, "My wife, I love you, you are mine..." she knew that the "Green Pine Seed" in her eyes was Long Yan. Remembering his words, she was moved again, and she proactively wrapped her delicate arms around the back of his neck and kissed him. Their kiss grew increasingly passionate, and then it turned into this...
“Mmm… Husband, mmm… Give it to me… I want it. Mmm…” Feeling her neck being kissed, Feng Wu opened her swollen cherry lips, her eyes watery and hazy with pleasure. She grasped his hard penis and inserted it into her wet secret place…
“Ah… Husband, ah… Ah ha… Ah ha… Ah ah… So strong, ah ha… So comfortable.
Ah ah… Ah ha, so powerful, ah ah, ah ah…” Feng Wu felt his penis against her secret place and then thrust hard, then began to pump violently. She immediately tilted her head back, thrust her chest out, and raised her long, beautiful legs, swaying with each thrust. Her face was flushed, alluring and seductive, her eyes watery and hazy with pleasure…
About an incense stick's time later, “Qing Songzi” and Feng Wu were deeply kissing, while he was pumping violently and kneading her breasts. Suddenly, his penis was pumping even more violently. After a dozen or so thrusts, with a final, forceful movement, Feng Wu's face flushed, her body convulsed, and both of them reached orgasm simultaneously…
A moment later, the drunken "Green Pine Seed," satisfied with his climax, wanted to continue, but his head was too dizzy, and he couldn't go on. He fell asleep holding Feng Wu, while Feng Wu, her face filled with happiness and satisfaction, held him close, ignoring the mixed semen flowing from her private parts, and also closed her eyes and fell asleep…
Much later, in the early hours of the morning, the temperature was a bit low, and a cold wind blew across the ground. The drunken people in the courtyard unconsciously hugged themselves tightly, adjusted their bodies, and continued to sleep soundly. Long Yan, caught in the middle, was also dizzy. He slightly opened his eyes, only to find the person beside him gone. He muttered to himself, "Where did Qing Songzi go..." Then, ignoring him, he turned and found a comfortable position before closing his eyes again to continue sleeping.
Meanwhile, not far from Long Yan and the others, a thin, ordinary-looking young man, completely naked, was pinning down a beautiful woman in yellow. The woman's face was rosy, her eyes closed, emanating a unique, sweet fragrance mixed with the scent of wine and her own body. Her clothes were now open, revealing her fair and delicate body. Her full breasts were exposed, her long, beautiful legs were draped over the young man's shoulders, and her private parts instinctively enveloped his invading penis...
The young man looked at the woman beneath him with burning admiration, his penis thrusting rapidly in and out, each stroke drawing out drops of love fluid that fell onto her pubic hair, while the woman unconsciously let out soft moans...
Next, the young man lowered his head and kissed the woman's red lips passionately, his tongue invading her mouth, greedily sucking her saliva, while one hand kneaded her full breasts, and he lowered his head to greedily suck on her firm, red nipples, while his penis continued to thrust into her private parts...
"Mmm... Ah..." The woman, completely intoxicated, had a flushed face, her eyes tightly closed, her delicate hands flat on the ground, her long, beautiful legs limply draped over the young man's shoulders, and she unconsciously let out a soft moan.
Instantly, the young man felt her private parts instinctively clamp tightly around his penis, then contract and spurt out a large amount of vaginal fluid onto it. He was stunned at first, then his face filled with excitement. He thrust even more violently a dozen times, then thrust his penis in forcefully, looking at the alluring woman, and growled, "Master Bai Lin, I'm coming again... ah..." He had barely finished speaking when he ejaculated a large amount of semen into her private parts...
After a long while, the young man tidied up his master's clothes, cleaned up the mixed semen, and carefully moved her back to her original position. She glanced at the handsome, drunken man beside her and whispered, "Master, I'm sorry. I truly admire Master Bai Lin too much. No one but me will know what happened today, Master, please don't worry..."
After speaking, the young man looked at his master's wife, whose face was flushed, eyes were closed, and who was dignified and beautiful. He swallowed hard, glanced at the sky, and felt his penis was still hard and aching. Thinking of the scene of thrusting into his master's wife just now, he really couldn't help himself. He picked up his master's wife and looked at his drunken master, saying, "Master, I'm sorry, this is really the last time..."
After saying this, he picked up the woman and carried her to a nearby spot. He quickly unbuttoned her dress, spread her legs, and placed them on his shoulders. Holding his hard penis, he aimed it at her still unusually wet private parts, which she had just wiped clean. After the woman let out an unconscious "Mmm...", he thrust into her, and the two became one...
The young man kneaded the woman's full, soft breasts with his large hands while rapidly thrusting in and out. At the same time, his eyes were filled with intoxication and adoration as he looked at his dignified, beautiful, flushed, and charming teacher's wife, murmuring softly, "Ah, teacher's wife, you feel so good there, so tight... Teacher's wife, do you know, I was deeply attracted to you the first time I saw you. I originally thought I could never have you in this life, but today, when I heard from my master that you came here drinking with him, I knew this might be my only chance. I've been waiting and waiting nearby. If you weren't drunk, I would have let it go, but you really are drunk, teacher's wife..." "Ah... I really admire you, Master's wife, squeeze tighter, oh oh, so comfortable, so good, oh..."
The young man became more and more excited as he spoke, and his thrusts became more and more violent. Perhaps the thrusting was too violent, and the kneading of her breasts was too forceful, hurting the drunk Bai Lin. She opened her eyes groggily and found that it was actually her "husband". She couldn't help but raise her delicate hand and press it on the large hand that was kneading her breasts. Her eyes opened slightly, and she opened her slightly swollen red lips, making a seductive sweet sound and moaning: "Ah, ah. Ah ha, um... Husband, don't stop, give it to me, I want it, um, ah, ah ah... so comfortable... ah ah, ah ha, so powerful. Ah ah. ah ha..."
The young man did not expect the woman to wake up suddenly, and he was startled. He dared not move until the woman called him husband. Because Bai Lin was drunk and mistook him for someone else, coupled with her seductive request for pleasure, he was momentarily overwhelmed by desire. He immediately disregarded everything and began to thrust violently...
The sounds of "slap slap slap" echoed near her husband. She was dizzy, everything seemed to be spinning, but the pleasure emanating from her private parts made her, in her drunken state, even more proactive and passionate than usual...
Bai Lin's husband, completely unaware of her drunken state, was nearby. His wife, with her delicate arms wrapped around the back of his neck, was passionately kissing him, her long, beautiful legs crossed and wrapped around his waist, welcoming each fierce thrust...
A full hour passed... Bai Lin continued to entwine with her "husband" in front of her, and finally she orgasmed three times, while her "husband" orgasmed four times, each time ejaculating inside her. Finally satisfied, she was too tired and closed her eyes to fall asleep again...
The young man finally managed to tidy up the daytime and put it back in its original position. His face was a little pale, and he fled the place in a very disheveled state, enduring the pain in his penis.
8. The Inner Demons Are Hard to Eliminate (Part 1) The Holy Gate, as the most powerful sect on the continent, not only occupies a vast area, but also has invited numerous array masters from across the continent to jointly set up a massive Spirit Gathering Array composed of thousands of interconnected Spirit Gathering Arrays of varying sizes. In addition, there are countless defensive and offensive arrays… Therefore, everyone on the entire continent wants to enter the Holy Gate, not only because of its power, but also because its abundant spiritual energy, ideal for cultivation, drives them to madness. However, those who enter the Holy Gate are all exceptionally talented, and for this reason, the Holy Gate is the absolute overlord of the continent. One reason is that the Holy Gate has always been neutral and will not fight for territory without cause. Therefore, since its establishment, the Holy Gate has never been attacked by a coalition of sects. Now the Holy Gate has a long history of 100,000 years...
As the largest sect on the continent, the Holy Gate has produced many talents. In the past, 70% of the strong people who broke through the void and entered the God Realm came from the Holy Gate. Even now, most of the most famous and powerful people on the continent are also from the Holy Gate, such as the Blade Saint Long Yan, the Heavenly Phoenix Feng Ao, the Phoenix Princess Feng Wu, the Ice Immortal Ling Yao, the Calligraphy Saint Qing Song Zi, etc., all of whom are now at the top of the continent.
Among them, the most famous are Feng Ji (Feng Wu), Bing Xian (Ling Yao), and Dao Sheng (Long Yan). Feng Ji is recognized as the most beautiful woman in the continent for a thousand years, while Bing Xian (Ling Yao) is equally stunning and is recognized as the fifth most beautiful woman in the thousand years. Moreover, her aloof and cold beauty makes countless men's hearts flutter, giving them a strong sexual urge to conquer her. As for Dao Sheng (Long Yan), aside from his handsome appearance, he is famous because he has never been defeated in his life. After fighting to a draw with the strongest sword saint on the continent, he became famous. He was a peerless master on par with the Sword Saint on the continent, and what's more, he was only half the age of the Sword Saint
. This meant that if he continued, he would eventually surpass the Sword Saint and become the strongest person on the continent… The area was shrouded in spiritual mist, with beautiful and pleasant scenery, and spiritual flowers and herbs everywhere, like a fairyland. At dawn, as the crimson sun rose from the east, a rare ray of purple light, the first rays of which only appeared at dawn, shone down on the continent. As this purple holy light shone from the sun, countless incredibly powerful spiritual energies clashed in the sky… After one of the weakened spiritual senses seized the opportunity to steal the Purple Holy Light, the remaining spiritual senses all emitted resentful thoughts, and finally withdrew... The
spiritual sense that stole the Purple Holy Light quickly withdrew, and without anyone noticing, passed through countless defensive and offensive arrays, entering a tightly closed secret chamber inside the Holy Gate... The spiritual sense returned to its body, where it found a woman sitting cross-legged on a stone bed emanating cold air, her face veiled by a layer of faint purple mist, breathing steadily, her delicate body motionless. After two breaths, the purple mist followed the woman's slightly open... Pink cherry lips entered her mouth…
Instantly, a dignified and exquisitely beautiful face, like that of a celestial being, was revealed. If anyone were present, they would find that she was even more beautiful than Feng Ji Feng Wu, the most beautiful woman in the continent for a thousand years. The stunning woman had her eyes closed, her skin as white as snow, her nose high and straight, her eyebrows slender and long, her cherry lips pink and sensual. Her long, flowing hair was styled in an updo, adorned with several exquisite hairpins. The woman wore a jade-green robe that hugged her graceful and curvaceous body. Her delicate hands rested on her knees as she sat cross-legged. Her breathing remained steady, showing no concern for the earlier struggle, as if it were an everyday occurrence…
After a moment, the woman opened her tightly closed eyes. Her clear, bright, and intelligent phoenix eyes flashed with a purple light before returning to normal. From the moment she opened her eyes, an elegant and refined aura emanated from her. She got out of bed, gracefully walked out of her secluded meditation chamber, and went to her room. Sitting in front of her dressing table, she took out a delicate little box, opened it, and took out a slip of paper…
The woman held the slip of paper in her delicate hand, looking down at the words written on it. She couldn't help but sigh, her tone helpless and her voice melodious as she murmured to herself, “Alas, I have already barely survived the tribulation of life and death. The tribulation of love, since ancient times, has been different for everyone. Some pass it easily, some face death, and some fall into demonic possession. I wonder if I can pass it smoothly. If I can, I will have a great chance to break through and become the first saint in ten thousand years. If not… No, I can even survive the tribulation of life and death, so a mere tribulation of love is naturally no problem. It's just a pity that I…” "I have no feelings for love, and I've kept my purity, yet fate has played a cruel trick on me, forcing me to fall into the trap of love and experience a love that is etched in my bones. Alas.
Now I only hope that the fortune teller's divination is wrong... Alas, among men surnamed Long, besides Long Yan, I can't think of anyone else with such great ability to break my Yin-cold body and help me achieve my breakthrough."
The woman's face flushed slightly as she spoke, making her even more alluring. After a moment of contemplation, she continued, her breath sweet as orchids, as she murmured to herself, "Although I have a good impression of that guy Long Yan, and dual cultivation with him isn't out of the question, but..." "Yes, when I asked if it was Long Yan, the fortune teller shook his head, saying that heavenly secrets cannot be revealed and only those with the surname Long and the highest Yang energy could help me. This has kept me from taking any action all these years. But thinking about it carefully, if it really is Long Yan, would my love tribulation still be considered a tribulation? Wouldn't that be too easy? No, I can't just sit and wait to die. The Holy Sect has the most men with the surname Long in the entire continent. Since that's the case, I'll create an identity and start by observing the disciples of this generation, and then slowly observe upwards. If none of them are Long Yan, then the last person will definitely be Long Yan."
...
Meanwhile, in one of the rooms where the male elders of the Holy Sect lived, near the large bed, clothes were scattered all over the floor: white dresses, white clothes, pants, shoes and socks, a pink bra embroidered with peony patterns, etc., carelessly thrown on the ground, creating a messy and lewd scene that made people's imaginations run wild.
At this moment, Lin Tian, who was lying on the large bed with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. He stared blankly at the bed curtains about half an incense stick's length above him, and then, as if sensing something, he turned his head and saw that it was Ling Yao, the famously aloof and cold-hearted woman nicknamed "Ice Fairy," who never showed anyone a kind face. No, it should be said that she was always icy cold to everyone. Her stunningly beautiful face was cold and aloof. She was facing him with her eyes closed, her hair disheveled, and her cherry lips slightly swollen. She was fast asleep on her side. He was startled and swallowed hard. He slowly raised his hand, and the blankets covering their bodies from the neck down slowly rose.
Lin Tian swallowed hard again as the blanket rose to a height where he could see what was inside. Looking down, he immediately saw that he was lying naked on the bed, and Ling Yao was also naked, lying on her side, her delicate hands weakly wrapped around his neck. He could clearly see Ling Yao's snow-white, jade-like skin, her full, firm, and soft breasts, her pink and tender nipples, her long and sexy legs, her sparse, dark pubic hair, and her flat stomach. When he saw this, he felt no excitement, but rather a sense of horror. He forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, and a sweet fragrance flooded his mind. Coupled with the natural image of his limp penis, it instantly became hard and erect...
Ling Yao, whose eyes were tightly closed, felt a chill on her body and slowly opened them. The scene that greeted her was... "Long Yan" stared at her naked body under the blanket with a look of shock and burning desire. She was startled at first, but then the scene from last night flashed through her mind. Suddenly, her face flushed with shyness and happiness. She tightly embraced "Long Yan's" body, her delicate frame pressed against him, her face rosy, and said shyly, "Don't look, it's so embarrassing..."
Lin Tian was startled at first, then he remembered everything from last night. He was no longer terrified; his eyes burned with intense passion. He felt her full breasts pressing against his arm, a soft, comfortable sensation spreading through him. He couldn't help but roll over and press against her, his face full of affection, his eyes burning with passion as he looked at the shy Ling Yao, and said gently: "Ling Yao, you're so beautiful, I love you, please give yourself to me!!!"
Ling Yao's face flushed, her eyes shy. Seeing Long Yan's affectionate expression and thinking of the years she had waited, her eyes instantly filled with tears. She nodded and responded with an "Mmm"...
After receiving Ling Yao's permission, Lin Tian lowered his head and kissed her slightly swollen, alluring cherry lips, gently kissing her. Ling Yao felt her lips being kissed, her body trembled at first, and then her delicate hands involuntarily wrapped around the back of his neck, actively responding to his kiss.
The next second, both of them went wild, their lips rubbing against each other, their tongues intertwining, their saliva mixing and being swallowed. Inside the blanket, Lin Tian's body pressed against Ling Yao's delicate body, her full breasts flattened by the pressure, intimately pressed together...
"Mmm..." The kiss grew more and more frenzied, and they didn't know how long they had been passionately kissing. Breathless, they instinctively pulled away from each other's lips, but they didn't stop; instead, their passion intensified. Lin Tian, panting heavily, reached out from under the covers and gently grasped Ling Yao's beautiful face, passionately kissing her forehead and
then her face, nose, cheeks, eyes, lips, chin, and ears—he kissed every part of her body... Ling Yao, however, kept her eyes closed, her face flushed, happily letting "Dragon Flame" kiss her wildly. Her delicate hands involuntarily clung tightly to his body, and her long, slender legs, hidden under the covers, involuntarily parted...
As the blanket covering Lin Tian and Ling Yao's bodies suddenly bulged out in two places, it then parted... Lin Tian, who was passionately kissing and licking Ling Yao's long neck, withdrew his outstretched hand. The blanket heaved... The next second, the blanket beneath him suddenly bulged, then quickly sank...
Lin Tian, his face flushed with excitement and ecstasy, murmured comfortably, "Oh, so tight, so comfortable..."
Ling Yao, however, suddenly threw her head back, her face pale, her expression pained, her brows furrowed, her slightly swollen lips parted, her eyes brimming with tears and pain, and she cried out loudly, "Ah...it hurts, ah..."
Lin Tian felt the exquisite pleasure emanating from his penis enveloped by Ling Yao's private parts. He went mad, lowering his head to kiss her long neck even more frantically, his large hands kneading her full, soft breasts, and his penis began to thrust rapidly...
"Ah...it hurts. Ah, no, ah...ah, ah ha...ah ha. Ah, ah ha...it hurts. Ah ha, ah ah, ah ha..." Ling Yao's face turned pale, her brows furrowed, feeling the pain from the penetration of the penis in her private parts. After a few screams, as waves of pain and numbness, fullness, ecstasy, and a contradictory mix of pain and pleasure washed over her, her furrowed brows relaxed, her pale face became increasingly rosy, her head tilted back, her eyes brimming with tears, tears that were hard to tell if they were from pain or happiness. She slightly arched her chest, her delicate hands tightly embracing his body, her eyes filled with blissful joy, her red lips parted, emitting alluring and melodious moans...
"Ah ha, ah ha, ah ah. Ah ha...Yan, ah ha, ah..." The blankets rose and fell, making low "slap slap slap" sounds...
"Ah ha, ah ha, ah ah ah...ah ha, be gentle, ah ha...ah ha, ah ha, Yan, ah ha, I can't take it anymore, ah ha, ah..."
"Ah, ahhh, ah...no...ah, wait a minute...uh, ah. So hot...ah..."
Ling Yao's face was flushed, cold yet alluring, her head tilted back, her hair trembling with fear, her cherry lips slightly swollen, her eyes brimming with tears, her gaze filled with blissful ecstasy, her breath sweet and fragrant, panting softly, her whole body weak with the lingering afterglow of her orgasm, feeling the fullness of her secret place enveloped by his motionless penis, feeling the warm semen shooting out, the sensation of love fluid mixed with vaginal fluid, Lin Tian's breathing became rapid. After enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm, he felt sweating profusely, and being covered by the blanket made him even hotter. He pulled back the blanket with one hand, and suddenly Ling Yao's snow-white, jade-like body lay on the bed, her delicate hands weakly holding his body, her full breasts covered by his large hands, her flat abdomen, her slender waist, her long, jade-like legs standing upright and wide apart, her sparse, dark... Beneath the soft, fragrant grass, her swollen vulva enveloped his penis, tightly joined together. Several pools of unusually bright red blood stained the sheets near her vulva, and even splattered blood on her inner thighs created an obscene scene…
After Lin Tian reached his climax, he withdrew his penis, immediately seeing it completely covered in blood. From Ling Yao's swollen, bright red vulva, a mixture of red and white semen dripped onto the bed…
An hour later, Ling Yao walked strangely, embracing Lin Tian with a blissful expression as they left the room. Soon they arrived at the courtyard where they had been drinking. Long Yan, unable to sleep due to the sunlight, had no choice but to get up and return to his room. Across from him, Jiao Yang stretched, yawned, and turned to go back, just in time to see Ling Yao, her face full of happiness, walking cautiously and strangely, embracing a smug Lin Tian as he strolled towards them.
At that moment, Long Yan's face turned somewhat pale, a strange feeling welling up inside him. He thought to himself, "What's wrong with me? Am I jealous of Junior Brother Lin Tian?" Yes, he was jealous. But Long Yan, you must remember, you already have Feng Wu, the Feng Wu you deeply love. Don't let last night's inner demons blind you, making you think you really made love with Junior Sister Ling Yao. If you continue to think like that, you'll be letting your wife down... Yes, I shouldn't be jealous of Junior Brother Lin Tian. I should bless them..."
After Long Yan understood this, his pale face disappeared, replaced by a broad smile and a hearty laugh. As he walked towards Lin Tian, he shouted, "Haha... Junior Brother Lin Tian, congratulations! I never expected you to be so unassuming! Haha, even the famously aloof Junior Sister Ling Yao has fallen to your hands... Senior Brother admires you!" "I'm impressed, hahaha..."
Lin Tian, hearing this, became even more smug, but outwardly remained humble, saying, "Senior Brother Long Yan is joking. I don't have such great abilities. It's just that Senior Sister Ling Yao and I are mutually attracted, so we just let things take their course, hahaha. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed..."
Just as Lin Tian finished speaking, Ling Yao, standing beside him, stared in disbelief, her eyes wide with fear, and cried out in terror, "Ah, Senior Brother Long Yan, you..." Looking at Long Yan in front of her, then at the "Long Yan" beside her, she released her grip on Lin Tian, looked at him with utter terror in her eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, who exactly are you..."
Long Yan and Lin Tian were startled by Ling Yao's cry, and then, hearing her question, they both looked at her strangely, and said in unison, "I (he) am Lin Tian (Junior Brother)!!"
Ling Yao, having received confirmation from the "Dragon Flame" beside her that he was Lin Tian, felt the pain emanating from her private parts. The unparalleled happiness she had felt moments before now turned into unbearable agony, overwhelming grief. Her eyes instantly filled with tears, her face pale and bloodless. She glanced at Lin Tian, now transformed into "Dragon Flame," then turned to look at the real Dragon Flame. Her delicate body trembled violently as she cried out in anguish, "No, I don't believe it! You're lying to me! This isn't real! I don't believe it… no…" With that, she forcefully pushed Lin Tian away and used her spiritual power to turn and fly away in a disheveled state…
Lin Tian watched the whole time. Seeing Ling Yao suddenly burst into tears, her face incredibly pale, her eyes filled with unbearable grief, a look of unbearable sorrow, and a death wish, she turned and flew away after muttering to herself. Without thinking, she used her spiritual power to chase after her, anxiously saying, "Senior Sister Ling Yao, what's wrong? You're scaring me. You can tell me what's wrong."
But Ling Yao suddenly stopped, turned around, took out a sword from her spatial ring, pointed it at Lin Tian, and looking at him still in "Long Yan's" form, a fierce struggle coursed through her mind, and a voice cried out: Kill him! Tear him to pieces! He's not Long Yan! He deceived you and stole your innocence! Another voice said: No, stop! Although he possessed your innocence, you can't blame him alone. The biggest reason should be you. You knew it was "Illusionary Demon Wine" and shouldn't have drunk it. Even if you did, you should have been constantly vigilant against the onset of your inner demons. But you not only had no awareness, but you didn't even realize it when your eyes were blinded by your inner demons. Just because you lost your innocence, you're going to kill your junior brother and the person who admires you? His actions weren't wrong; it was caused by your negligence. So you can't kill him. Besides, he's your man after all. Have you forgotten last night and just now, when I showed you the intoxicating feeling of dual cultivation? Can you really be so heartless and cold-blooded?
A fierce internal struggle raged within her, but ultimately she couldn't bring herself to kill "Long Yan," the unsuspecting man who had willingly surrendered his innocence to her and was deeply entangled with her. Tears streamed down her face as she couldn't accept this cruel reality. Her face was deathly pale, her eyes filled with a deathly intent, yet brimming with murderous rage. Her delicate body trembled as she coldly and mercilessly said, "If you chase after me again, I will tear you to pieces..." She glanced at Long Yan, who was indeed chasing after her, then turned and continued flying away...
Lin Tian was completely bewildered, utterly unaware of what was happening. Just a moment ago, they were so affectionate, but the next second she treated him like her greatest enemy, threatening to tear him to pieces. He didn't know whether he should chase after her. Just then, Long Yan passed him, her face filled with anxiety, saying without turning back, "Junior Brother Lin Tian, you go back first. Don't tell anyone about your affair with Junior Sister Ling Yao. I'm going after her now." "Junior sister, don't worry, I'll bring her back..." He then sped off, leaving Lin Tian behind, his face filled with anxiety... After
chasing for an unknown amount of time, Long Yan finally saw Ling Yao ahead, flying into a clear, emerald-green lake. Without a second thought, he followed her into the water. Seeing Ling Yao diving deeper into the lake, Long Yan suddenly exerted his strength, diving to her side and grabbing her arms. But her eyes were filled with despair and emptiness, brimming with death intent, and she struggled fiercely. Actually, while chasing Ling Yao, he had already guessed most of the situation from their earlier conversation, understanding her personality, and recalling her previous confession. Seeing Ling Yao's fierce struggle and her state, his heart suddenly ached... He couldn't help but pull her delicate body into his arms, holding her tightly...
Ling Yao, watching from the water, felt Long Yan's tight embrace, and her struggles intensified, even becoming... She tried to use her spiritual power, but it was all neutralized by Long Yan's own. After struggling with her spiritual power for a while, seeing that it was ineffective, she flailed her fists and punched Long Yan's back, finally biting his shoulder hard...
Long Yan felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, but he ignored it, tightly holding Ling Yao as they flew upwards. After two breaths, he stood on the lake, still holding Ling Yao, soaking wet, his face filled with heartache. He said gently, "Ling Yao, it's alright, everything will pass. I'll be with you through this..."
Ling Yao didn't reply, her delicate arms tightly embracing Long Yan's body, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with a look of utter despair. She bit his shoulder with all her might, only letting go when she tasted blood in her mouth... Glancing at her shoulder, covered in teeth marks and bleeding, she could no longer hold back. She hugged Long Yan tightly with all her might, burying her face in his chest, wailing in unbearable grief, letting out a pitiful cry of agony: "Waaaaah..." ...Waaaa...Brother Yan, waaaa...waaaa...
I want to die...waaaaa...please kill me, waaaaa...why, waaaaa, why did I have to go through this, waaaaaa...I don't want to, waaaaa, I don't want to, waaaaaa...I only love you, Brother Yan, in this life, waaaaaa...I know you don't love me, waaaaaa, waaaaa, but, I've already decided, waaaaaa, only you can touch my body, waaaaaaa, waaaaaa, why, waaaaaa, why even my small wish is denied, waaaaaaaa...Last night I got drunk, I don't know if I was blinded by my inner demons, waaaaaaaa...Lin Tian turned into your appearance, waaaaaa, I drank a lot of alcohol, waaaaaa, I got drunk, fell asleep on the table, waaaaaaa, and then vaguely felt someone kissing me, waaaaaa, I opened my eyes and found that the person was Lin Tian who had turned into your appearance, waaaaaaa...I thought at the time that... It really was you, sob sob, I'm so happy, sob sob, I thought you finally liked me, sob sob, chose me, sob sob sob. But I still know you might have been drunk, sob sob, thinking of me as Junior Sister Feng, sob sob. But even so, I'm so happy, so blissful, sob sob. I willingly gave my body to you, sob sob. Even if we never did it again after I woke up, sob sob. So I, sob sob, I responded to him, sob sob… Then I let him carry me back to the room, sob sob sob. We kissed again as soon as we went in, sob sob sob. Then, sob sob, then we took off each other's clothes, sob sob sob. Then he pressed me down, sob sob, we kissed again, sob sob. After that, um, after that we easily became one, sob sob sob. It really hurt so much then, but, sob sob, I thought it was you, I, sob sob, I'm so happy, sob sob. "So happy, sob, we did it for so long last night, sob, so long, he ejaculated inside me, sob, he kissed my whole body, sob, and this morning, sob, I hadn't realized he wasn't you at all, sob, he asked me if I could, sob, I thought it was you, sob, so I agreed, sob, I did it with him twice more, sob, but I really didn't know he wasn't you, sob, I want to die now... sob, I feel so dirty, sob... Brother Yan, please kill me, sob, I don't want you to see such a filthy Ling Yao, sob... I don't want anything now, I just want to die in your arms, sob... at least in the end I'll be happy, sob... Brother Yan, I really love you so much, sob, why didn't you choose me, sob, sob..."
Long Yan's heart sank more and more as he listened. Pain gripped him. He finally understood how deeply Ling Yao loved him. He couldn't bear to listen anymore. At that moment, he questioned himself about whether he truly loved Ling Yao. After careful consideration, he realized he did love her. Although his love for her wasn't as intense as his love for Feng Wu, he truly loved her. He immediately interrupted her, shouting, "Stop talking! Please stop! Ling Yao, I'm telling you, I love you..."
Ling Yao cried even more miserably, "Waaah, you don't love me! Waaah! You don't need to comfort me! Waaah! You only love Feng Wu! Waaah... You don't love me at all! Waaah! You're only saying these things because you're worried about me! Waaah! Please, please stop! Waaah!"
Long Yan grabbed Ling Yao's shoulders and pushed her away. He looked at her swollen eyes, her tear-streaked face, her empty, desperate gaze filled with deathly intent, her expression one of utter despair, her complexion... Pale, pitiful, and helpless, he solemnly declared to her, "Ling Yao, listen to me clearly! I, Long Yan, truly love you, Ling Yao. If I were to deceive you, Ling Yao, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death..."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yao trembled violently. Looking at Long Yan's earnest and certain expression, her heart ached even more, filled with unbearable grief and an even stronger resolve to die. She shook her head desperately, crying out in a loud and pitiful voice, "Waaaaah, don't say it! Waaaaah! Please don't say it anymore! Waaaaah, waaaah! It's all too late! Waaaaah... I won't believe you! Waaaaah! Why did you have to make me lose my innocence before saying such things? Waaaaah... I don't want to! Waaaaah! I hate you! I hate Junior Sister Feng! Waaaaah... I hate myself for falling in love with you! Waaaaah...
Go away! I never want to see you again! Ugh... Ugh... No, ugh... no! Ugh... Ugh..."
Before she could finish speaking, Long Yan suddenly embraced her tightly, his lips sealing hers in a passionate kiss. She was startled at first, then frantically turned her head left and right, trying to break free, her delicate hands pounding and pushing against his chest. But he ignored her and continued to pursue her with forceful kisses. This went on for half an incense stick's time... Suddenly, Ling Yao stopped running away, her delicate hands wrapping tightly around the back of his neck, and she began to kiss him passionately...
"Mmm..." Long Yan felt Ling Yao's frantic kisses. He immediately released his spiritual sense and discovered a bamboo house not far away. It looked somewhat dilapidated, filled with dust and cobwebs, indicating that no one had lived there for a long time. Without thinking, he used his spiritual sense to manipulate the water in the lake to clean the bamboo house. Then, he silently took out a large bed from his spatial ring. This was a bed he had prepared specifically so that Feng Wu wouldn't have to sleep in any other bed when she went out with him. After placing it in the bamboo house, he tightly embraced Ling Yao and flew inside. Once inside, he silently set up a temporary array for soundproofing, concealment, and defense. The series of actions were smooth and natural. Although it seemed to take a long time, it was actually only two breaths...
On the large bed, Ling Yao lay on the bed, hugging the back of Long Yan's neck, kissing him frantically. She even actively used her spiritual power to shatter their clothes...
9. The Inner Demon Is Hard to Eliminate (Part 2) The azure sky was cloudless, and the morning sun shone warmly but not scorchingly, illuminating the earth. The lake water was emerald green and clear, radiating waves of spiritual energy. The lake, spanning a hundred miles, emitted a misty aura that shrouded the surrounding trees for ten miles, creating a scene of idyllic beauty under the sunlight…
Not far from the lake, in a spot shrouded in spiritual energy, a bamboo house would appear and disappear intermittently, creating an eerie and mysterious atmosphere. However, if someone knowledgeable in formations passed by, they would recognize it as a concealment formation, a phenomenon that occurs when spiritual energy is exceptionally dense.
Inside the cleaned bamboo house, in the only room, countless scraps of cloth floated—yellow, white, and pink—looking both chaotic and beautiful.
Inside the room, on a luxurious bed that seemed out of place in the bamboo house, a naked, strong, and fair-skinned body pressed down on a delicate, snow-white body. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, the soft, firm breasts of the jade-like body flattened under the pressure…
At this moment, Ling Yao, with her cold and stunning beauty, was tearful. Her tearful, alluring eyes were filled with tenderness, her gaze shifting between madness, adoration, and sorrow. Looking into those eyes so close to her, filled with complex emotions, her delicate, jade-like hands embraced the back of Long Yan's neck, feeling his body temperature, his breath. Her
cherry lips frantically sought a kiss on his lips… Long Yan held Ling Yao's delicate body tightly, his heart truly conflicted and complex at this moment. On one hand… He knew he couldn't do this without betraying his beloved wife, Feng Wu. He recalled Ling Yao's empty, desperate eyes, her life-or-death state, her yearning for death, her heart-wrenching sobs expressing her deep love. He imagined her being blinded by her inner demons last night, willingly and actively yielding to Lin Tian, who had transformed into his likeness. He imagined their passionate lovemaking, her alluring moans, Lin Tian greedily savoring every part of her body that was once his alone. He imagined his breasts being caressed, his nipples sucked, his secret place repeatedly filled with his semen. He imagined that only he could hear her seductive moans, only he was worthy to feel her love juices, to feel the tightness of her secret place, to feel her... The spasms of orgasm, the exquisite sensation of her vaginal fluids spraying onto his penis—feelings she had shared with other men, the thin, precious, unique hymen that represented her pure and innocent body being pierced—he fantasized about his own secret place, the blood of her virginity flowing out mixed with their semen. His heart ached with pain and hatred, filled with immense self-reproach. But at that very moment, as he felt an indescribable pain, as if an invisible knife was relentlessly cutting into his heart, he finally understood: he did love Ling Yao, but he loved his wife Feng Wu even more. The reason he hadn't accepted Ling Yao before, and had suppressed these feelings so tightly, was partly due to family rules that prevented him from ever welcoming Feng Wu into the world without her consent. He took a concubine, partly because of his monogamous nature; he deeply loved Feng Wu and should be monogamous…
But just now, seeing Ling Yao suffering agonizingly and desperately wanting to die, the emotions he had been suppressing exploded. He loved this junior sister Ling Yao, who was so affectionate, gentle, and considerate towards him, yet aloof to others. He didn't want to lose her; he wanted to have her; he wanted to marry her; he wanted to live with her and Feng Wu in the future; he wanted her to bear their child…
Long Yan smelled the alluring fragrance emanating from Ling Yao, felt his lips frantically rubbing against her soft cherry lips, felt his tongue intertwining with her tender tongue, swallowed every mouthful of sweet saliva, felt the softness and warmth of her body. Having figured it out, he became even more frantic in his desires.
The two on the bed were in a frenzy, their lips rubbing together, their tongues intertwining, their saliva mingling and being swallowed in a frenzied struggle. Their eyes were filled with madness and desire, their kiss growing more intense and their embrace tighter, as if they wanted to merge into each other's bodies, truly becoming one and never to be separated again...
With each passionate kiss, their breathing became more rapid. Ling Yao felt a hot object pressing against her lower abdomen, and a constant flow of heat from her private parts. She clearly felt her private parts becoming increasingly itchy and empty. Instinctively, she straightened her long, sexy legs and spread them wide. Her frenzied gaze suddenly turned to one of utter despair, and then it was laid bare. Her private parts were swollen and still bleeding slightly. Suddenly, a stream of red and white liquid spurted from her private parts, landing on the bed. This was the mixed semen from her lovemaking with Lin Tianhuan that morning, which she had deliberately saved to use to conceive a child with "Dragon Flame" and give birth to their own child.
After all the semen was expelled from her secret place, Ling Yao, her eyes filled with grief and despair, became even more frantic and yearning under the passionate kisses of Long Yan, whom she truly loved.
A moment later, the two, breathless and reluctant, pulled away from each other's lips after their fervent kiss. Long Yan looked at Ling Yao, so close to him, her face flushed, her breath coming in short gasps, her eyes brimming with tears, her gaze filled with a frantic yearning, her beauty breathtaking. Suddenly, he whispered possessively, "Ling Yao, you are mine. Your body and your heart are mine. You will always belong to me."
Hearing this, Ling Yao trembled involuntarily. Her tearful eyes flowed even more profusely, her gaze filled with longing, gratitude, and blissful admiration. She nodded vigorously, pleading and crying, "..." "Mmm, mmm... Waaah, my body and soul belong only to you, Brother Yan, waaah, Brother Yan, give it to me, waaah..." With that, she released the delicate hands that were wrapped around her neck, reached down and grasped his burning hot penis, then thrust it into her swollen, red vulva...
Long Yan felt his penis against her wet vulva, felt it being held by her delicate hands, and immediately let out a low growl, his eyes burning with a wild, domineering intensity, "Ah, Ling Yao, you are mine, you belong only to me, only I am qualified to make love with you, only I can... ah..." He let out another low growl, then thrust forcefully...
"Ah... Brother Yan, ah..." Her face flushed, her beauty exquisite, Ling Yao felt the phallus in her delicate hand suddenly thrust forward and penetrate her secret place. A sharp pain shot through her, and she involuntarily jerked her head back, her face paling, her brows furrowed, her red lips parted, and her delicate hands gripped the sheets tightly. She cried out in pain, but she didn't say it hurt; she only called out Long Yan's name. The next second, she clearly felt that although her secret place was painful, it wasn't as tearing as when she lost her virginity the night before. This didn't bring her joy; instead, it made her even more sorrowful and painful...
Ling Yao, filled with grief, felt her secret place tightly enveloping the phallus of her beloved Long Yan. She immediately wrapped her delicate arms tightly around his body, crossed her jade-like legs around his waist, tilted her head back, lowered her head, her face pale, her brows furrowed, her breathing rapid and panting, her alluring eyes brimming with tears, her stunning face streaked with tears, her gaze filled with adoring madness mixed with sorrow, her swollen cherry lips parted slightly as she looked at Long Yan, crying and begging for his pleasure, she moaned, "Waaah, Brother Yan, I'm so happy, waaah, I'm finally your woman, waaah, but, waaah, I'm sorry, waaah, I didn't give you my virginity, waaah... Brother Yan, I'm so scared, waaah, give it to me, please give it to me, waaah, I want to have our child, waaah..."
Upon hearing this, Long Yan's eyes first flashed with grief and self-reproach, then were replaced by an endless, frenzied desire. Looking at the weeping Ling Yao, he gently replied, "Alright, then let's have a child that belongs only to us... Yao'er, I'm coming..." He then kissed Ling Yao's swollen, red lips again...
"Slap slap slap," "Slap slap slap," "Slap slap slap slap," the crisp sounds of impact grew faster and louder, the low, wet sounds of thrusting in and out grew faster and faster, "Mmm... Mmm mmm..." Ling Yao's moans, mingling with Long Yan's passionate kiss, echoed obscenely in the room...
Meanwhile, dazzling sunlight streamed into the room through the window. Qing Songzi, his eyes tightly closed, slowly opened his dazed eyes, looking at the bed curtains above his head. They seemed unfamiliar to him, not the ones in his own room. After a moment of dazed blankness, his mind began to clear, and finally... Sensing something amiss, an alluring fragrance filled his mind. Something warm and soft pressed against his body, a large hand caressing a tender spot…
Qing Songzi couldn't help but look down, and was immediately both surprised and delighted. Before his eyes lay Feng Wu, his junior sister, whose face was stunningly beautiful and alluring. He had admired her for a long time, and they had been intimate the night before while drunk, and again this morning when she was sober. He longed to have her, and she was now completely naked, her eyes closed, her breathing steady. She lay on her side, her head resting on his chest, one of her full breasts pressing against him, and a delicate hand encircling his body.
Seeing this, Qing Songzi felt a mix of excitement and panic, unsure of why he was there. He forced himself to calm down and tried to recall the events of the previous night. After a moment, he finally remembered: he had passed out drunk and was suddenly shaken awake. It was Long Yan, who had offered him wine. He drank, but couldn't drink anymore and passed out again. He didn't know how much time had passed when Long Yan shook him awake again. By then, Long Yan was almost completely drunk, his eyes closed, and he slurred, "Hehe, Qing Songzi, do you know what? Hehe, I just had a demon appear in my heart, blinding me. I was making love with my wife... uh, hehe..." Suddenly, his wife transformed into Ling... "The way Junior Sister Yao looked, hehe, you know, that's when I found out about the inner demon problem. But, it was so exciting, I felt like I was really having sex with Junior Sister Ling Yao, hehe, I didn't tell her, my wife doesn't know, I was pressing her down and fucking her hard, hehe, it felt so good, uh... Qing Songzi, you don't know that feeling, hehe... uh, why don't you try it, uh try it..." After saying that, he completely passed out, unconscious...
He was also drunk at the time, his head was very dizzy, and he drunkenly replied, "Uh, really, uh, Long Yan, you said it, then I'll go, fuck your wife, Junior Sister Feng Wu!" Just after he finished speaking, the drunken Long Yan suddenly made a "hmm" sound.
Upon hearing this, he got up, staggering and swaying, not knowing how he got there. He then stripped naked and got into bed, discovering that Feng Wu was completely naked. He pressed himself against her, and to his surprise, she responded. He was drunk and dizzy, relying on instinct to make love to Feng Wu. Then, too dizzy, he stopped and went to sleep…
Recalling this, Qing Songzi glanced at the brightly lit room and was immediately startled. He feared that Long Yan would wake up and suddenly enter, seeing him and Feng Wu. He immediately and gently straightened the sleeping Feng Wu, lay her flat, then quietly got out of bed, put on his clothes, and quietly left, taking a detour… He walked in a large circle to the courtyard…
Upon arriving, he found that almost all the senior brothers and sisters who had been drunk the night before had left, leaving only Lin Tian sitting there, looking distressed and sad. Qing Songzi panicked upon seeing this, assuming that Long Yan had entered Feng Wu's room as soon as Lin Tian left. He forced himself to remain calm and asked, “Junior Brother Lin, where did Senior Brother Long Yan
and the others go…” Lin Tian looked up and saw it was Qing Songzi, then lowered his head again in thought, but replied, “Except for Senior Brother Long Yan, everyone else went back.”
Qing Songzi felt uneasy upon hearing this and continued, “Oh, I see. Then where did Senior Brother Long Yan go? I need to talk to him, Junior Brother Lin, do you know?!”
“Senior Brother Long Yan went to chase after Ling… uh, he suddenly had something to do and went out… Senior Brother Qing Songzi, if you have something to do, you can go back now. I'm actually waiting for Senior Brother Long Yan here too. I'll send you a message when he returns…”
Lin Tian blurted out almost without thinking, but then he remembered Long Yan's words and immediately stopped talking, then changed the subject…
"Oh. I see. Then I'll trouble Junior Brother Lin..." Qing Songzi immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although he found Lin Tian's words a bit strange, he didn't care. After answering, he turned and left...
A moment later, Qing Songzi returned to his room, his expression uncertain, his eyes filled with intense struggle. After a while, he left the room...
Half an incense stick later, in Feng Wu's room, a large pile of clothes was carelessly folded in front of the bed. On the bed, Feng Wu's eyes were half-open, watery, filled with love and happiness. Her delicate arms were wrapped around Qing Songzi's body, which was pressed against hers. Her sexy, long, slender legs were spread wide apart, her face flushed, making her even more charming and beautiful. She felt her full breasts being covered and kneaded by his large hands, her firm nipples being played with, and her secret place being enveloped by his hot penis. She couldn't control herself and her lips kissed each other more and more wildly...
"Slap slap slap," "slap slap slap slap," the sounds of impact grew faster and louder, and the "plop plop" sounds of thrusting in and out also grew faster. "Ugh, ugh ugh ugh..." Feng Wu and Qing Songzi's passionate kisses produced soft moans...
"Ah, ah, ah... ah, my husband, ah, ah, ah, it hurts, suck gently, ah..." Feng Wu's face was flushed, her cherry lips slightly swollen, her eyes half-closed and watery, her gaze filled with pleasure and enjoyment. She felt the waves of tingling, ecstasy, and wonderful pleasure brought by the penetration of his penis into her secret place. She felt the waves of itchiness and numbness from the kneading of her breasts and the sucking of her nipples, but suddenly felt some pain and let out a soft moan...
Qing Songzi clearly felt his penis being tightly enveloped by Feng Wu's secret place again, feeling the softness of her full breasts being kneaded and covered. He couldn't help but touch them, his hands... The feeling was wonderful, sucking on the firm cherry, his mouth filled with an enticing fragrance and a faint milky aroma. He swallowed greedily, savoring the sensation. He still felt like he was dreaming. Just now, after learning that Long Yan had gone out, he returned to his room and for a moment recalled Feng Wu's naked body. After struggling in his mind, he finally couldn't resist the temptation of desire and secretly came back here. As soon as he came in, he immediately took off his clothes and pressed himself on top of Feng Wu. He originally wanted to threaten Feng Wu into making love with him, but before he could even take a sip, Feng Wu opened her eyes and called him "husband" in a happy and coquettish tone.
He was momentarily stunned, but he wasn't stupid. He immediately remembered that Feng Wu had also drunk "Illusionary Demon Wine" last night, and knew that his inner demons were acting up, and he might have transformed into "Long Yan." But that was actually better. He immediately decided to play along, impersonating "Long Yan." First, he praised Feng Wu passionately, then confessed his love. Naturally, Feng Wu cooperated and kissed him passionately. After kissing for a while, he didn't know when Senior Brother Long Yan would return. Time was precious. Firstly, he couldn't hold back any longer, and secondly, he couldn't waste time. He easily spread Feng Wu's long, sexy legs, swallowed hard, and then thrust his hard, erect penis into her already wet state. The next second, he and Feng Wu simultaneously let out a soft "Oh..." of pleasure. And that's how it all turned out...
"Ah, ah... ah, ah. Ah. Husband, ah, so powerful, ah ah, so intense, ah ah, ah..." Qing Songzi heard Feng Wu's alluring moans and felt her delicate hands massaging the back of his head. He thrust even more fiercely, enjoying the fragrant milky scent of her firm cherry-like nipples and kneading her full, irresistible breasts...
"Ah, ah... ah..." Feng Wu tilted her head back, her eyes half-closed and watery, her gaze filled with pleasure and intoxication. Her face was flushed, making her even more alluring and seductive. Her cherry lips were slightly swollen and parted, her breath sweet as orchids. She felt the tingling and itching sensation from her nipples being sucked and her breasts being rubbed, the extreme tingling and fullness from each thrust of the penis into her secret place, the alternating sensations of emptiness and pleasure, and the indescribable beauty that made her lose herself in the wonderful ecstasy. She let out a soft moan of pleasure and enjoyment. However, in her heart, she felt guilty and helpless, thinking: Damn it, is this inner demon still not over? Why is my husband still in Qing Songzi's form? Husband, I'm sorry, but I can't tell you. I really can't imagine you leaving me. Husband, I really can't lose you. Even if I kill Qing Songzi, I can't let you know about that...
"My wife, oh...it feels so good, I'm coming, ah." Qing Songzi, thinking of the person beneath him—his beloved and deeply enamored junior sister Feng Wu—and clearly feeling the exquisite sensation of his penis being tightly enveloped and bound together by her secret place, couldn't control himself. After a dozen or so vigorous thrusts, he forcefully pushed his penis into her.
"Ah...so hot, um...ah..." Feng Wu clearly felt the semen being ejaculated into her body, but then she was puzzled. The amount of semen wasn't much, nor was it little. However, considering how many times they had made love last night, even though Long Yan was energetic, it was impossible for them to have made love so many times and still ejaculate so much semen. Because she had clearly felt it before, she thought it was normal...
Feng Wu, who hadn't yet reached orgasm, was now in a state of limbo, and feeling the penis inside her motionless, she immediately crossed her legs and wrapped them around the waist of the person on top of her, her delicate hands tightly embracing his body. Her body arched slightly, her eyes filled with pleasure, her alluring eyes brimming with tears, her face flushed and seductive, captivating the soul. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she cried out in a coquettish, pleading tone, "Mmm... Husband, don't stop, mmm, I want it, give it to me, mmm... Please give it to me quickly, mmm, I feel so uncomfortable, mmm..."
Qing Songzi clearly felt himself being entangled by the beloved Feng Wu. Upon hearing her cries, he roared, "Ah... You are mine, ah..." With that, he tightly embraced her body, lifted his buttocks, quickly adjusted his kneeling position, and began to thrust his penis violently...
"Slap slap slap..."
"Slap slap slap slap," "Slap slap slap slap slap," the loud, forceful sounds of impact echoed in the room, the rapid, incessant sounds of thrusting in and out.
On the bed, the stunningly beautiful Feng Wu, her face flushed, was even more alluring and seductive. Her eyes were half-closed and watery, filled with a languid, intoxicated gaze. Her cherry lips were slightly parted, her delicate hands tightly embracing Qing Songzi's body, her jade legs crossed and wrapped around his waist, her body slightly arched. Qing Songzi held her tightly with his large hands, kneeling between her legs, his penis thrusting violently into her secret place. Each thrust brought out a lot of lustful fluid, dripping onto the sheets. With each entry and exit, the two of them uttered in unison, moaning with pleasure and intoxication: "Ahhh... Ahhh..." At this moment, they were like a couple who had been starving for a long time, lost in their own world, wanting only to make love wildly and achieve an incoherent climax.
After two or three hundred vigorous thrusts, Feng Wu, who had long been preparing for climax, finally reached her climax. Her face was flushed, her eyes were glazed and unfocused, her delicate hands tightened their embrace around Qing Songzi's body, her jade legs wrapped even more tightly around his waist, her body convulsed, her cherry lips parted, her breath sweet as orchids, and she moaned with intoxicated pleasure, "Ahhh...ahhh, husband, I'm coming, ahhh, ahhh..."
Qing Songzi clearly felt his penis being tightly gripped by her secret place, and then streams of warm fluid shot onto his penis. He knew that his beloved Feng Wu had climaxed, and immediately became even more excited. His penis stopped moving and began to thrust even more frantically...
"Slap slap slap," "Slap slap slap"...
"Ah, oh, oh, husband, no, oh...it hurts so much, oh, wait a minute, oh...I can't take it like this, oh...no, oh, no...ah...
it's coming again..." Feng Wu, in the throes of orgasm, was extremely sensitive in her private parts. She felt the penis thrusting even more frantically, sending waves of intense numbness through her, an indescribable mix of pleasure and pain. Her flushed face displayed a contradictory expression of both enjoyment and discomfort, her eyes glazed over, shifting between pain and ecstasy. Saliva dripped from her parted lips. With about a hundred vigorous thrusts, her body convulsed again, her mind blank, the sensation even more exquisite than before, an intoxicating pleasure that made her unable to extricate herself. For the first time, she experienced multiple orgasms. A series of intensely pleasurable orgasms began...
At the same time, Qing Songzi thrust his lower body forward, bringing another climax, ejaculating his meager semen into the secret place of his beloved Feng Wu, mixing it with her vaginal fluids. His mind went blank, completely immersed in the indescribable, intensely pleasurable pleasure. Feng Wu, lost in the ecstasy, didn't notice that so little semen had entered her secret place, unlike what her energetic husband, Long Yan, should produce...
After a moment, both of them were breathing heavily, their positions unchanged. Feng Wu still held his body tightly with her delicate hands, her jade legs crossed and wrapped around his waist, her secret place enveloping his still erect penis. Qing Songzi also held Feng Wu's body tightly with both hands. The two gazed deeply into each other's eyes for a few moments, and then kissed passionately.
...
At this moment, inside the bamboo house, on the large bed, Ling Yao, with swollen, red lips, disheveled hair, and half-closed, teary-eyed eyes, her beauty exquisite, her breath sweet and fragrant, her lips parted slightly, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. She tightly embraced Long Yan's body, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, arching her body, her face flushed, streaked with tears, her body convulsing, her eyes rolling back slightly as she uttered seductive moans: "Oh...oh oh oh, Brother Yan..." "Oh, I can't take it anymore, oh, I'm coming again, ah..."
Long Yan felt his penis being tightly gripped by her secret place, and he ejaculated streams of warm vaginal fluid onto his penis. He knew that Ling Yao had climaxed again. However, he was full of energy and had been married to Feng Wu for many years. His sexual prowess was far superior to that of Ling Yao, a newcomer. He had not yet reached climax, while Ling Yao had already climaxed twice in a row. He did not stop because of this. He continued to thrust violently into her incredibly wet secret place.
"Oh, oh... Brother Yan, oh... no, oh... please wait a moment, oh, I feel so bad, oh..." Ling Yao, still in the throes of orgasm, was incredibly sensitive in her private parts due to two consecutive orgasms. The intense thrusting of his penis brought an indescribable discomfort, a contradictory yet incredibly pleasurable sensation. Her swollen, half-open lips were dripping with saliva, her swollen, tearful eyes rolled back, her gaze unfocused and lost. Her face was flushed, her body turning pink, her breathing rapid and labored, weakly pleading...
"Ah... Ling Yao, you are mine, ah, you can only please me, you can't beg for mercy, ah, do you understand... ah." Long Yan held her tightly, his penis thrusting violently, his eyes burning with a wild, domineering intensity.
"Oh, oh, Brother Yan, I'm yours, oh, I'll always belong to you alone, oh, give me... harder, oh, I want it, I want more, oh... I want to bear your child, oh... ah..." Ling Yao heard this and hugged Long Yan's body tightly with all her might, her jade legs wrapping around his waist even more tightly. Her white eyes returned to normal, her swollen eyes were filled with tears, her gaze firm, hazy, and intoxicated. Her brows were furrowed, and saliva dripped from her swollen cherry lips as she enjoyed an indescribable, extremely ecstatic and painful pleasure, letting out alluring and firm moans. After speaking, her body trembled, her face turned bright red, her eyes became unfocused and blank again, her mind went blank, and she uncontrollably succumbed to the inescapable, wonderful, and intoxicating climax...
"Ah!" Long Yan finally couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust his penis forcefully, and a large amount of semen shot into Ling Yao's secret place...
A moment later, Ling Yao gasped for breath, collapsing onto the bed, motionless. She lay flat on her back in a "spread-eagle" position, her eyes red and swollen with tears, silently weeping. Her gaze was filled with happiness and adoration, a dreamy, lingering emotion. She felt the tingling pleasure from Long Yan's caresses of her breasts and his sucking of her nipples, and the fullness of his firm, unmoving penis enveloping her. She couldn't help but cry out, "Waaah, Brother Yan, waaah, I'm so happy, so joyful, waaah, I've finally become your woman, waaah, am I dreaming?" "Waaah, what if I wake up? Not only have you disappeared, but there's a stranger next to me. Waaah, I'm so scared. Waaah, Brother Yan, what should I do? Waaah... If you're really Brother Yan, waaah, can you kiss me? Waaah... Mmm, mmm..." Just
as Ling Yao finished speaking, Long Yan spat out her firm, bright red cherry lips and kissed them directly, passionately demanding a kiss. Ling Yao originally wanted to lift herself up and hug him tightly in response, but she felt too weak to do so. Tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with happy admiration, she lay limply on the bed, her cherry lips responding passionately to Long Yan's lips, her delicate tongue actively and passionately intertwining with his, vying to swallow their mixed saliva...
At midday, Long Yan, dressed in magnificent golden robes, his face imposing and stern, looked at Lin Tian, whose face was contorted with rage. His eyes were cold, his tone serious and unyielding. He said, "Junior Brother Lin Tian, I know you may not be able to accept this reality, but I must tell you the truth. Last night, Junior Sister Ling Yao—no, my wife Ling Yao—drank the 'Illusion Demon Wine' and became drunk. Her inner demons flared up, and she saw you transformed into my likeness. Because we have always loved each other, but I already have a wife, Feng Wu, and felt I shouldn't accept Ling Yao anymore. Last night, because she was drunk and blinded by her inner demons, she mistook you for me, and that's why she had an inappropriate relationship with you. And this morning, she didn't realize it either, which is why she had another relationship with you. After this incident, I've realized my love for Ling Yao, so I don't want to lose her, and I don't want to see her suffer again." "It's painful. I want to marry her. I don't want to say who's right or wrong in this matter, but from this moment on, Junior Brother Lin Tian, you must not have any more illusions about Ling Yao. And I don't want anyone else besides us to know about what happened between you and Ling Yao last night. Junior Brother Lin Tian, I know you like Ling Yao, but I'm sorry, I won't let go. Just forget about Ling Yao. I believe you can find a better woman than Ling Yao. I believe you can find a woman like Ling Yao and I, who love each other... Junior Brother Lin Tian, did you hear me clearly...? If you didn't hear me clearly, I can say it again. I don't want to see us, my fellow disciples, turn against each other because we didn't hear you clearly..."
Lin Tian's face was extremely ugly. He looked at Long Yan, who was tightly hugging him, her head buried in his chest, her body trembling. Long Yan held her tightly with both hands, her back to him, and cried out, "Waaah, waaah, husband, please..." "Don't say it again, sob sob..." Ling Yao sobbed in anguish. From beginning to end, he had seen her in this position when Long Yan summoned him here. After hearing Long Yan's words, he recalled the events of the morning. No wonder she called out "Yan" when she moaned. He hadn't paid attention at the time because he was too excited. He also remembered the rumors that Ling Yao liked Long Yan. He knew Long Yan hadn't lied to him, but he still couldn't accept it. He thought of the cold and beautiful Senior Sister Ling Yao that he admired that morning, her shy and incredibly alluring expression beneath him. He heard her seductive moans, tasted her cherry, rubbed her breasts, and thrust into her secret place. He really didn't want to lose Ling Yao. However, just as he took half a step forward, wanting to make one last effort to pursue Ling Yao and hoping for a miracle, an intense killing intent, chilling him to the bone, as if he were in an icy wasteland, swept over him. He immediately turned pale and looked up in terror. With a cold, murderous glint in his eyes, Long Yan swallowed hard, took a few steps back, and only after the murderous intent subsided did he realize that he was covered in cold sweat, his clothes soaked through. He looked down, his face contorted in a grimace, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes shifting between bitterness, helplessness, terror, and resentment. Finally, he took a deep breath, turned around, and growled, "Senior Brother Long Yan, Senior Sister Ling Yao, I understand. I will completely forget what happened last night and today. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about Senior Sister Ling Yao and me. However, from now on, we can only be ordinary fellow disciples. We are no longer partners who can entrust their backs to each other. Don't worry, I will leave the Holy Sect today, and you can continue to stay in the Holy Sect… Ah…" After saying this, he let out a painful, resentful growl, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and flew desperately back the way he came…
"Ah, waaaaah...waaaah...husband, waaaah...I'm sorry, waaaah...it's all because of me, waaaah, that's why you've become like this, waaaah...I'm sorry, waaaah..." Ling Yao, who was burying her head in her hands and sobbing, could no longer hold back after hearing Lin Tian's words. She cried even more bitterly and shrilly, tightly hugging Long Yan's body, her delicate body trembling violently as she cried out...
"This can't be blamed on you...I said I wouldn't let you suffer any more grievances. This is my decision, it has nothing to do with you, you don't need to blame yourself..." Long Yan was expressionless, his eyes were sad and red, looking at Lin Tian who was getting further and further away on the horizon. His hands involuntarily tightened their embrace around Ling Yao's delicate body...
Chapter 10: The Unquenchable Inner Demon (Part 2)
After a long while, Ling Yao finally stopped crying. She buried her head in Long Yan's chest, tightly hugging his body, and asked in a choked voice, "Waaaah, husband, what should we do now, um...do you think Junior Sister Feng will accept me, waaaah..." "Although I feel very good with Junior Sister Feng, sob, but I know her personality, sob, she's gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, sob, she once said before, sob... she can't accept her husband unless he's absolutely determined, sob, sharing half with other women, sob sob... Husband, what should I do? Sob sob, I don't want to leave you, sob sob, we finally got to be together, sob sob..."
Upon hearing this, Long Yan was at a loss for words and could only force himself to say, "My wife, don't worry, Feng Wu isn't the kind of person who's unreasonable. I believe she will accept you..."
"Waaah... But I'm still so scared, waaah... How about we wait a while, waaah... until I'm pregnant, then I'll tell Junior Sister Feng, okay? Waaah... that way, I think Junior Sister Feng won't be so heartless, waaah..." Ling Yao choked up, revealing a method she had thought of for a long time that might get Feng Wu to accept her...
"Oh, my wife, I didn't think of that until you mentioned it. This might be a way. I know Feng Wu really likes children, and given the current situation, we have to try... But if that's the case, you'll have to suffer during this time..." Long Yan thought it was indeed a good idea and immediately adopted it, finally speaking gently to Ling Yao.
"Waaah...no, as long as I can be with my husband, I can accept any hardship. Waaah..."
Ling Yao raised her head, her face streaked with tears, her eyes red and swollen, her voice firm and full of affection...
Long Yan looked down at Ling Yao, never expecting that the usually aloof and never-crying Ice Fairy Ling Zhan would cry so bitterly today just to be with him. He was deeply moved and happy, looking at her tenderly, and said softly, "My wife, I love you..."
Ling Yao trembled upon hearing this, her face flushed with shyness, her eyes filled with happiness and emotion. She looked at her beloved Long Yan with deep affection and replied gently, "My husband, I love you..."
The next second, the two... They embraced tightly and kissed passionately...
For a long time, their kiss grew more and more frenzied. As their passion intensified, their desire naturally arose. Fortunately, Long Yan called Lin Tian to a place not far from the bamboo house. Holding Ling Yao, whose eyes were filled with affection, whose breathing was rapid and soft, and whose gaze was filled with spring-like happiness, he hurriedly flew to the bamboo house...
A moment later, on the large bed in the bamboo house, clothes were casually thrown at the foot of the bed. In the center of the bed, Long Yan was completely naked, his eyes burning with love and admiration. He pressed down on the naked, snow-white, and exquisitely beautiful Ling Yao. His large hands covered and kneaded her full, soft breasts, his lips frantically demanded her cherry lips, and his penis thrust in and out of her wet secret place...
The sounds of "slap slap slap," "slap slap slap," echoed. "Mmm," Ling Yao responded, her soft moans filling the air as she passionately kissed Long Yan…
On the large bed, Ling Yao's eyes were filled with blissful adoration, her gaze dreamy. Her delicate hands encircled the back of Long Yan's neck, her cherry lips rubbing wildly against his, her tongue entwining with his. She thrust her chest forward to meet the caresses of his large hands, her long, sexy legs raised and spread wide, swaying with each thrust of his penis, drawing out copious amounts of love fluid. Her beautiful face grew increasingly flushed…
As evening fell, Long Yan escorted the strangely gaiting, flushed-faced, blissfully adoring, tearful, and beautiful Ling Yao back to her room…
A moment later, Long Yan, with a serious expression and flickering eyes, opened Feng Wu's door, only to find her… However, he wasn't there. She waited for over an hour before returning with a beaming smile. Upon seeing Long Yan, she was even more delighted; that damned inner demon was finally gone! Finally, she saw the handsome and dashing Long Yan she deeply loved. She rushed to him and embraced him. Remembering their passionate encounter that morning, the intense pleasure of experiencing consecutive orgasms for the first time, she couldn't resist wanting to experience it again. She looked up at him with loving tenderness and asked, "Husband, you're back…
Where did you go? I looked for you all day…"
Hearing this, Long Yan panicked, his eyes darting around, and he stammered, "Ah, I… I had to go out."
Feng Wu didn't suspect anything. She buried her face in his chest, her breathing rapid, her face flushed, and she said shyly, "Husband, I want it… Give it to me…"
Upon hearing this, Long Yan's eyes immediately burned with desire. He grabbed Feng Wu's hands, which were embracing her body, and pulled them away. Then, he bent down and swept Feng Wu's delicate body into his arms. With a soft moan from her, he carried her to the large bed...
Moments later, pieces of clothing were thrown off the bed and onto the floor. A few moments later, on the bed, the naked Long Yan was on top of Feng Wu, whose naked, snow-white, jade-like body lay on top of him. Feng Wu's delicate hands wrapped around the back of Long Yan's neck, her jade-like legs crossed and wrapped around his waist. She thrust her chest forward, welcoming the caresses of his large hands. Her eyes were watery, her gaze hazy and expectant. Her cherry lips rubbed together wildly, her tongue intertwined with his, vying for the mingled saliva. Her private parts tightly enveloped his penis, enjoying each fierce thrust...
The loud, forceful sounds of impact, the rapid thrusting and withdrawing, the moans of Feng Wu's passionate kisses, all blended together to create an exceptionally lewd atmosphere. Combined with the scene of passion on the bed, the room was incredibly alluring.
Outside, Ling Yao, upon hearing the sounds, was first unhappy, then jealous, and then suddenly smiled, murmuring softly, "What's wrong with me? How can I be jealous of Junior Sister Feng? She'll be my older sister in the future... Only when I gain her approval can I openly make love with my husband. Hehe, right now my most important thing is to combine my husband's yang essence with my yin essence. Because of my husband's special constitution, I can't have a child without his dragon god bloodline, so I need to do my best to cultivate a child with the dragon god bloodline during this time..." After saying this, she turned and left, returning to her room.
"Oh... Husband, wait a minute, oh no, I just... climaxed, oh oh... oh oh... it's coming, hurry, oh oh... I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore, oh oh... I climaxed again... ah..." After what seemed like an eternity, Feng Wu's extremely seductive moans echoed from the room. Standing outside the door, Qing Songzi, upon hearing this, looked displeased, his eyes filled with jealousy. He recalled that morning, when his beloved Feng Wu had responded so passionately. He hadn't continued after two releases, but he and Feng Wu had shared a long, passionate kiss, and he had fondled her breasts and sucked on her nipples. At that time, Feng Wu wouldn't let him pull out her penis until she said she had something to do, reluctantly allowing him to withdraw. The thought of the mixed semen flowing from her private parts excited him greatly. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but chuckle lewdly and quietly left...
That night, Long Yan and the others didn't continue their drinking party. Because several people had gone out, the ordinary-looking, thin young man lay motionless on the bed, his heart pounding wildly. Beside him lay a stunningly beautiful woman, none other than his teacher's wife, Bai Lin…
The young man felt like he was dreaming when he recalled what had just happened. Just now, because he had been waiting all night until his long-admired teacher's wife, Bai Lin, was truly drunk, he was overcome by desire. He carefully picked her up and placed her not too far from his drunken teacher, undressed her, kissed her cherry lips, caressed her breasts, and sucked on her nipples. Finally, his penis entered her secret place. At that moment, feeling his penis tightly enveloped by his beloved teacher's secret place, he went wild, thrusting violently, ejaculating inside her once. Not long after, he began thrusting again. In this way, he orgasmed three times in his first time, and his drunken teacher's wife orgasmed once…
He then put his teacher's wife back in her original position . However, thinking he was satisfied, seeing his master's wife even more beautiful and alluring after their lovemaking, he was once again overcome by desire. This time, not far from his drunken master, his master's wife woke up a second time, but she mistook him for his master and responded to him passionately. After that, he became even more frenzied, and finally ejaculated three more times, while his master's wife ejaculated twice before he stopped...
Completely satisfied, he felt very sorry for his master, so he went out instead of returning home. He wandered aimlessly. After finally obtaining the body of his master's wife, whom he had long admired, he had become more and more inseparable from her. Even if he would never have the chance again, it would be good for him to still be able to see her...
Just now, he returned and encountered his master rushing out. Before he could speak, his master said to him, "A friend of his is in danger, and he has to go to him immediately to ask for help. He may not be back for a while. Your master's wife doesn't know yet, so please tell her..." After saying that, he left...
He didn't know how to face his master's wife at the time, but he pretended nothing had happened. He knocked on her door but received no response. Just as he was leaving, his master's wife, who had just finished bathing, came to him, her face flushed and shy. Suddenly, she hugged him and said coquettishly, "Husband, you're so naughty! Last night, while I was drunk, you dared to do that to me in public! Luckily, everyone was drunk, otherwise, if they had seen us cultivating together, how would I have faced them? If I hadn't seen the marks on your underwear while bathing, I would have really passed out. I don't know what you'll do next time. If you do this again, I won't talk to you anymore. You can ask me if you want it. I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. Every time I ask you if you want it, you make excuses not to. Now you've done this to me while I'm drunk. I really don't know what you want..."
He was stunned, feeling his chest pressed against her full, soft breasts, smelling her alluring fragrance, completely unaware of... What happened? By the time he came to his senses, he had already been pulled into the room by his master's wife. She said it was late and time to rest, and helped him undress. He didn't know what to do. Should he tell his master's wife that he wasn't his master? Even now, lying in bed, his mind was still in turmoil. After about half an incense stick's time, he finally remembered why his master's wife called him "husband." He vaguely remembered hearing the words "Illusionary Demon Wine" while waiting. Recalling his master's wife's behavior, he realized that everyone, regardless of their cultivation level, knew the effects of "Illusionary Demon Wine," because only this kind of wine could trigger inner demons. He finally understood that his master's wife's inner demons had flared up; she had been deceived and hadn't realized it. Knowing the reason, his inner struggle intensified. His master was going away for a while, and if his master's wife treated him as his master during this time, he could take advantage of her. But this would increase his sins even more. The weight of this was deepening, after all, his master's kindness to him was as heavy as a mountain. As the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life." He had already committed such a rebellious act; if things continued
, who knew what would happen… Just then, Bai Lin's face suddenly flushed, her eyes brimming with desire. She vaguely remembered feeling dizzy last night, and how she and her husband had made love in public. At the time, she didn't know, thinking she had responded passionately in their room. Now, thinking back, she felt both shocked and ashamed, yet also incredibly aroused. She felt an involuntary warm flow from her private parts, an intense itching and emptiness. She immediately lay flat on her back, turning to face the person beside her, looking at him shyly and asking, "Husband, I want it, give it to me…"
The young man turned his head to look, and saw his dignified and beautiful master's wife lying on her side, her eyes brimming with desire, her gaze fixed on him, her red lips slightly parted, her breath sweet and fragrant, her breathing somewhat rapid. Her nightgown was a little large, loose and baggy. Half a snow-white peak, gazing upon his captivating, long-admired teacher's wife, he swallowed hard, his mind blank for a moment, staring into her eyes… They
gazed at each other for a full half-incense stick's time, their eyes shifting from longing and anticipation to adoration, finally settling into a deep, affectionate gaze. The next second, both their minds went blank, simply looking into each other's eyes. Naturally, the young man rolled over, pinning his beloved teacher's wife beneath him, and lowered his head to kiss her red lips…
Bai Lin felt her lips being kissed, looking into his deep, affectionate eyes so close to hers. When they met his gaze, her red lips gently returned his kiss…
As they kissed, they undressed each other, their lips gently rubbing together, their tongues slowly intertwining, saliva mixing and being devoured… The kiss wasn't wild or passionate, but incredibly deep…
Clothes were thrown to the ground one by one. Bai Lin didn't know why her "husband" had become so affectionate today. She… He saw a deep love in her eyes, a love so profound it seemed to have transformed her. She loved this "husband" with all her heart, feeling the happiest and most moved she had ever been. She wrapped her delicate arms around the back of his neck, yielding to his large hands' caresses, and willingly spread her long, slender legs wide… The
young man felt his teacher's wife's movements beneath him and continued their passionate kiss. His penis, unsure of the entrance, he thrust haphazardly yet gently. Just as he was wondering what to do, the delicate arms around his neck suddenly released their grip. The next second, he felt his penis being held by her hand, then pressed against a warm, moist place…
The young man knew his teacher's wife was helping him. Without hesitation, his penis slowly and naturally entered her. The next moment, the two locked in a deep kiss suddenly fell silent, completely united, inseparable…
After a few breaths, as her delicate hands once again embraced the back of her neck, the two, deeply in love,
deepened their affection. Their passionate kiss continued, the young man's hands gently caressing his teacher's wife's full breasts, as if afraid of hurting her, while his penis slowly began to thrust in and out… Bai Lin loved this feeling immensely. Although the thrusting was slow and gentle, it made her even more captivated. The rhythmic, tingling pleasure from each thrust lasted for two or three breaths before returning, just as the sensation was about to fade, it was immediately rekindled. Unlike the intense thrusting, although the tingling pleasure was continuous, I had never felt or enjoyed it so clearly before. The complete, full, and empty pleasure from each thrust of the penis into my secret place filled me with immense joy. I thought to myself, "What's wrong with my husband today? He usually only cares about himself, going at it relentlessly without considering my feelings at all. Why does he seem like a different person today? I never thought my husband was such a gentle person. Could it be that he never loved me before? Hehe." Even so, it doesn't matter, because my husband has fallen in love with me now. I can clearly feel his love. That's wonderful. Husband, we will love each other and never be apart...
With each thrust of his penis, I can fully feel the tingling, fullness, emptiness, and wonderful pleasure. Just as it's about to disappear, it's replaced by a new pleasure. This cycle continues endlessly. Bai Lin doesn't feel that the pleasure is not intense enough. On the contrary, she feels that this slow but incredibly clear thrusting is much more comfortable and wonderful than violent thrusting. Moreover, she can feel her husband's deep love for her with every thrust.
“Ah, ah… ah ha, ah. Husband. Ah ah, ah ha… I love you, ah ah… ah ha.”
“Ah ha, ah ha, husband, ah ha, you’re so amazing today, ah ah… so comfortable, ah ah…”
“Ah ah… ah ha… mmm… ah ha… mmm… ah ha, husband, mmm, so beautiful, ah ha, so beautiful, so comfortable, mmm. Ah ha, I can’t take it anymore, ah ha… so comfortable, mmm… ah…”
Bai Lin’s delicate arms embraced her “husband’s” body, her head tilted back, her face flushed, her eyes watery and dreamy, her red lips parted slightly, her body convulsing as she let out a pleasurable moan…
"Ah, so tight, ah, Master's wife, you're so tight, I can't take it anymore... ah..." The young man pressed down on his admired Master's wife, watching her flushed face, her dignified and beautiful features becoming even more alluring. Feeling his penis being tightly gripped by her secret place, he couldn't hold back any longer. Without thinking, he groaned, thrusting his penis forward and ejaculating a few streams of semen into her secret place...
After the afterglow of the orgasm, Bai Lin felt something was wrong. Recalling what her "husband" had said earlier, she seemed to remember him calling her "Master's wife"... But before she could think further, she felt her breasts being gently kneaded by a large hand, her nipples being gently sucked, and her secret place... His penis gently began to thrust in and out, sending tingling, itchy, and wonderfully intoxicating pleasure through her. Although it was gentle and the pleasure wasn't as intense as during wild lovemaking, she felt it was far more comfortable than wild lovemaking, far more beautiful, comfortable, and blissful than her "husband's" previous frenzied lovemaking. This feeling made her sink into it, making her unable to extricate herself. Her mind went blank, and involuntarily, she let out seductive moans: "Mmm, ah ha, mmm. Ah ha, husband, mmm, ah ha, ah ha, mmm, it feels so good, ah ha, I love you so much, ah ha, mmm..."
The sounds of rapid, low impact echoed in the room…
The next morning, Bai Lin opened her eyes and saw herself lying on her side, one arm wrapped around her “husband’s” body, her head resting on his chest, his steady heartbeat still. Remembering the tender intimacy of the previous night, she longed to experience it all the time. Her face filled with bliss as she looked up. Then, her expression froze. She stared blankly at the young man, holding her breath for several breaths. Then, her face turned pale, her eyes filled with terror. She lowered her head and pulled the blanket covering her body. Suddenly, she saw herself completely naked, one breast pressed against the young man's body… Her mind went completely blank with a "boom"…
Then, Bai Lin was filled with immense fear. She knew her husband's personality; he was serious and rigid, and he would never accept her, someone who was impure, especially someone who had committed incest with his disciple… She suppressed her fear and grief, forcing herself to calm down and think of a solution. Clever as she was, she immediately thought of a way. She knew she had been blinded by her inner demons last night, but given her husband's personality, even so… It's no use. What's done is done, and what's unclean is unclean. Her method is to pretend that the inner demon hasn't been eliminated, to treat the young man as her "husband," and then leave the room. After a while, she'll come back and pretend that the inner demon has been eliminated. That way, the young man will definitely not dare to say anything or have any more fantasies. He'll only secretly remember what happened last night. As long as she acts like she was just having sex with her husband last night and doesn't reveal any flaws, that's fine...
Bai Lin, having figured this out, knows that unless she and her husband stop being husband and wife, this is the only way. She's afraid that if the young man finds out that she knows the inner demon has been eliminated and that she had sex with him, he might do something unpredictable if he has wild thoughts... Moreover, her strength isn't that great. Actually, she and her husband are from an arranged marriage. Their feelings for each other aren't very deep. They mainly maintain their relationship through dual cultivation and sexual intercourse. However, even though their feelings for each other aren't very deep, her husband is her only man. Therefore, she doesn't want to become strangers with her husband because of this incident and stop being husband and wife.
Just as Bai Lin was about to get out of bed and leave to return in the evening, she was suddenly grabbed by two hands and then a body rolled over and pinned her down...
"Ah... mmm..." Bai Lin gasped, and then her red lips were sealed by a gentle kiss. Looking into the deep, affectionate eyes so close to hers, Bai Lin's fearful and panicked heart surprisingly calmed down. She knew she couldn't show any weakness at this moment. Her delicate hand quietly grasped the sheet beneath her, her eyes meeting his with a complex and strange gaze. She struggled internally, wondering whether to respond. In the end, she decided that either she wouldn't do it at all, or she would do it flawlessly. After all, it wasn't the first time. They had made love for a long time last night, and she had even climaxed twice. She had praised him and said she loved him very much. Indeed, last night she had truly loved him deeply as he became her "husband." She felt she had finally found someone she deeply loved, and that he was her "husband"—she was incredibly happy. In the end, she was somewhat confused and infatuated by his kiss, and her red lips began to respond to his kiss...
"Mmm..." Cherry lips gently rubbed against lips, tongues intertwined, saliva was fought over and swallowed. As time passed, under the young man's tender and passionate kiss, Bai Lin's face grew increasingly flushed. Unable to control herself, a warm flow flowed from her secret place...
Her delicate, crystal-clear hands silently gripped the sheets. When the young man's large hands parted her long, beautiful legs and his penis slowly advanced into her wet secret place, her hands gripped tighter and tighter, as if expressing Bai Lin's feelings at this moment. Helpless, when her hands gripped the sheets with all their might, Bai Lin suddenly tilted her head back, her eyes filled with tears, her gaze filled with sadness and complexity. She opened her red lips and couldn't help but let out a soft moan, "Ah..." At this moment, she didn't feel the despair of being worse than dead or the grief of being heartbroken. She only felt helpless and powerless. Moreover, when she felt her secret place completely enveloping his penis, she even ridiculously thought to herself: So it really was him last night.
The young man began to thrust, slowly and gently, just like last night. He lowered his head and tenderly kissed her neck, his large hands gently kneading her breasts. Bai Lin's face flushed crimson, her eyes brimming with tears, which silently streamed down her face. Her gaze was complex and strange. Her delicate hands turned into claws, silently and weakly tearing at the sheets. Knowing that the young man was not her husband, she felt a strong sense of resistance. However, she helplessly discovered that the more she resisted, the clearer and more unforgettable she felt the gentle thrusting, the tingling, fulfilling, and wonderful pleasure with each stroke. At this moment, she knew even more clearly that she truly... She fell in love with this pleasure, unable to extricate herself from it...
The contradictory feelings of resistance and inability to extricate herself made Bai Lin even more unable to forget it, unable to extricate herself. As her jade legs spread wider and wider, as her soft nipples instinctively hardened, as her secret place flowed with copious amounts of love fluid, Bai Lin's face turned crimson, her alluring eyes half-closed and filled with tears, her gaze hazy and intoxicated. She knew she had fallen in love. She no longer resisted. She understood that after this, she and the young man would never have the chance to make love again. Consider it the last time she made love, a relationship that should not have happened, because she was blinded by her inner demons.
Her delicate, glistening hands stopped tearing at the sheets, instead lifting to tightly embrace the young man's neck. Her raised legs crossed and wrapped around his waist. Head tilted back, face flushed, eyes brimming with a complex, intoxicating allure, her gaze hazy and dreamy. Her lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, she felt the gentle thrusting of his penis, the tender caressing of her breasts, the tingling, itchy sensations of her nipples being gently sucked—a blissful, intoxicating pleasure. Each thrust was so vivid, each moment so intense, followed by the next. Lost in the moment, she let out a soft, pleasurable moan: "Ah, ah... mmm... ah... mmm, so beautiful, mmm. Ah, so comfortable, ah, mmm..."
Bai Lin couldn't understand why such gentle, slow movements could so irresistibly draw her in, making her lose herself in the moment. After a while, she could no longer hold back. Her body convulsed, her delicate hands tightly embracing the young man's body, her jade legs tightly crossing and wrapping around his waist. Head tilted back, face flushed, eyes glazed and unfocused, her red lips parted, emitting a pleasurable moan: "Ah, ah ha... mmm. Ah ha, ah ha. Ah..."
An hour later, Bai Lin lay on the bed, her face flushed, breathing rapidly and panting, her body limp. Her alluring eyes were watery and half-closed, her gaze hazy and intoxicated. Her red lips were parted, her breasts full and erect, her nipples firm and crimson. She lay in a "spread-eagle" position, the young man on top of her covered in sweat, breathing heavily and rapidly. After a moment, the young man straightened his body, withdrew his penis, and immediately, streams of a mixture of white semen and vaginal fluid dripped from her secret place onto the already wet... On the soaked sheets…
An hour later, Bai Lin, with her stunningly beautiful and dignified appearance, dressed in a white dress, appeared alone in a picturesque and idyllic paradise. She squatted by the lake, gazing at her reflection, her alluring eyes filled with tears, her face streaked with sorrow, her red lips slightly parted, emitting soft sobs…
As evening fell, Bai Lin sat expressionlessly in the hall, her gaze calm yet her heart filled with complex emotions as she looked down at the respectfully standing young man. She asked in a sweet voice, “Xu Liang, where is your master? Why hasn’t he returned so late…”
Xu Liang, outwardly respectful but head bowed, replied with a complex and helpless expression, “Reporting to Master’s wife, Master had urgent business to attend to. He said a friend was in danger and he had to go to rescue him.” "He needs some time to come back, but he didn't say where he went..."
Upon hearing this, Bai Lin felt a mix of anxiety and uncertainty. Although Xu Liang had been successfully deceived by her, believing that her inner demons had been overcome and that she was unaware of their past relationship and intimate cultivation, hearing that her husband wouldn't be back for a while, and the thought of never being able to enjoy the tender intimacy that had captivated her, filled her with regret. What shouldn't have happened had already happened. She truly hoped that during this time she could fully enjoy the unforgettable intimacy. Thinking of this, she felt a complex mix of shame, complexity, and guilt. She sighed inwardly, only hoping that her husband would return soon to alleviate her uncontrollable desire for tender intimacy...

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