The Buddha Guanyin and Yang Jian teasing Chang'e

Legend has it
that long, long ago, the great Buddha comprehended the true meaning of the world and achieved an indestructible golden body,
becoming a Buddha and a saint. Another legend says that in the South Sea, there was a beautiful woman who also comprehended a little of the Dao, not as much as the Buddha, but in a different way, and thus she became a Bodhisattva.
Later, Guanyin was enlightened by the great Buddha and became the successor of Buddhism.
This incident occurred during her enlightenment.
One day, Guanyin sat on a lotus platform, reciting the scriptures given to her by the Buddha. The name of this scripture was quite significant: it was the "Joyful Zen"! Guanyin, without blushing or panting, looked at the scriptures containing descriptions of the vast world, including humans, demons, ghosts, monsters, gods, strange creatures, ghosts, spirits, and Asuras, representing 3,333 kinds of beings and a total of 99,999 sexual positions.
Guanyin's face was like warm jade, her skin like solidified cream, and her bright, clear eyes held only holiness. Her nose was small, naturally positioned above her cherry-like mouth. All her features were harmonious; only solemnity could describe this woman.
Guanyin wore a white veil, whether a white bodice or bra, it was impossible to tell her nipples were visible.
However, her slender, white, and vibrant arms were clearly visible. Guanyin's breasts were perfectly shaped, neither too large nor too small, just the right size to be held in one hand.
At this moment, the great Buddha entered.
"Hehe, Bodhisattva, so diligent?"
"Disciple, I am diligently studying the scriptures given to me by the Buddha, from a hundred years ago until now, I have not dared to slacken."
"Hmm, very good, a hundred years! Then you should have memorized the postures, right?" Buddha said solemnly.
"Yes, disciple…disciple has long…memorized them." Guanyin answered somewhat reluctantly, not understanding why Buddha asked such a question.
"Good, good, good, among these disciples, you are the most beautiful. Haha, hahahahaha," Buddha laughed unrestrainedly.
"Buddha, you…" Guanyin was stunned, not knowing what to do.
“Let me tell you, actually, after all this time, your heart is no longer pure. Don’t tell me your lower body is still dry, is it? Is it very wet? Are you craving a man? Oh… no, as long as you have a big, meaty rod, that’s enough, isn’t it? You little slut,” Tathagata said menacingly.
“You… you actually, that’s your purpose?” Guanyin finally understood why her lower body had been empty all these years. She had thought it was Buddha testing her willpower, but she hadn’t expected this.
“Help!” Guanyin shouted. She desperately hoped someone would come in at this moment, so that Tathagata would save face and leave without saying goodbye.
“Oh, hahaha, this place has been sealed off by my Immovable King Mantra, where is anyone? Just like the most popular saying in the mortal world: Scream all you want, no one will pay attention to you!” Tathagata now possessed the qualities of an excellent rapist.
Suddenly, Tathagata rushed in front of Guanyin, ripped open her clothes, and two snow-white breasts popped out, bouncing a few times in the air. Above the pale areolas were adorable pink nipples.
The Buddha was mesmerized; truly a pair of exquisite beauties.
Guanyin's expression at this moment was like that of a virgin about to be raped, so delicate and fragile.
The Buddha subtly used his magic to freeze Guanyin's arm, which suddenly stiffened in mid-air.
"Not bad, not bad, pink nipples. It seems Guanyin doesn't know how to masturbate, does she? That's too unromantic. Let this old monk teach you a lesson." He pinched the adorable nipple.
Guanyin was now unable to move or speak, only two lines of clear tears silently flowing from her eyes, gently tracing her cheeks.
But her body's reaction was most obvious. After a hundred years of exposure to the first erotic book, Guanyin seemed to understand what was about to happen, a mixture of resentment and a vague, inexplicable anticipation within her. At this moment, her physiological reactions began. In the eyes of Tathagata, a master of debauchery who had roamed the three realms, Guanyin's nipples were beginning to harden.
"Oh, our holy Guanyin, her lovely pink nipples are hardening. Is she craving a man? Wanting this great Buddha hook from me, or simply wanting a man's penis to thrust into your little hole?" Tathagata asked lewdly.
As Tathagata's hands continued to knead and his index finger circled the areola, Guanyin's breathing became noticeably rapid.
Suddenly, Tathagata sucked on Guanyin's hardened nipple. Guanyin was completely lost in the sensation; the tingling feeling that spread from her nipple throughout her body had already reached her back. It
seemed that, as the *Joyful Zen* said: watching sex a thousand times is not as good as being sexed once.
At this moment, Guanyin's entire breasts had begun to turn red.
Slowly, a lewd scent filled the air.
Tathagata then unceremoniously tore off all of Guanyin's clothes. Her fair, jade-like legs were revealed.
Between them, one could vaguely see the secret garden of the First Holy Maiden of the Three Realms.
A few soft hairs couldn't obscure the Buddha's eyes, which were no less sharp than those of Sun Wukong. The Buddha parted Guanyin's legs and sucked on her vulva. Her untouched vulva had never experienced such a sight.
Guanyin felt as if thousands of caterpillars were crawling all over her body, her entire being filled with desire.
Especially her lower body, where the vulva being sucked by the Buddha had already begun to secrete fluids.
At this moment, the Buddha chanted a spell, and instantly he was completely naked.
His manhood was terrifying; the magnificent glans was shaped exactly like his hair, almost like a sexually transmitted disease.
Seeing Guanyin's puzzled look, Tathagata smiled and said, "Human condoms have little bumps on them, right? This thing is the number one weapon in the Three Realms!" Tathagata brought his glans close to Guanyin's vulva, and with the help of the love fluid Guanyin had prepared, he slid in smoothly, only to encounter a barrier.
He knew that this silly woman, Guanyin, probably hadn't even touched his penis in the past hundred years.
"A short pain is better than a long one, Abbess, just give in to this old monk!" At this moment, he thrust all the way in with a burst of energy, his glans, known as the number one weapon in the Three Realms, aggressively pressing against Guanyin's cervix. Guanyin immediately fainted from the pain. Tathagata remained calm, slowly thrusting in and out. As time passed, Guanyin's vagina became quite lubricated with love fluid.
At this moment, Tathagata used magic to wake Guanyin.
Once Guanyin came to her senses, she felt that Tathagata was making her feel incredibly good.
"Ah... Buddha's big dick, fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me to death, fuck me hard..." Guanyin moaned wantonly.
She herself didn't even notice that she could speak. It must have been that thieving monk, Tathagata, who had done it. Tathagata
then lifted Guanyin's legs, performing the proper nine shallow, one deep motion. Since it was her virginity being deflowered, he couldn't be careless. This wasn't like those Rakshasa women in the Three Realms, or the socialites like Chang'e in Heaven.
This was a long-term meal ticket that Tathagata had painstakingly cultivated.
This nine shallow, one deep motion didn't involve excessive friction inside, so it wouldn't cause greater harm to the virgin. But doesn't a woman's vagina have more nerve endings at the front? Tathagata, this scientifically illiterate man, actually subtly revealed a profound truth at this moment, giving Guanyin the greatest stimulation.
Soon, Guanyin was brought to orgasm, but Tathagata wasn't satisfied.
The bodies of gods are beyond the comprehension of mortals. In the days that followed, Guanyin remained immersed in the ecstasy created by Tathagata, unable to extricate herself.
Later, Guanyin positioned herself closest to Tathagata, each time offering him a smile only they understood. Every time she thought of Tathagata, she would involuntarily produce arousal fluid. To avoid trouble,
Tathagata gave Guanyin a lotus platform so that her arousal fluid could nourish the lotus flower at any time. Later, when Red Boy burned Sun Wukong, why were her few drops of water so effective? Because even the most lethal weapon in the Three Realms was subdued by this water, wouldn't Red Boy's mere virginal desire be extinguished by the water?
It is said that in recent millennia, the lotus platform upon which Guanyin sits has flourished remarkably, showing a potential to surpass hybrid rice.

Erlang Shen and Chang'e
, under the moonlight, wondered when their reunion would end. He laughed and asked Chang'e, "Is this life lonely?" A bright moon hung high in the sky, the perfect time for lovers' trysts.
At this moment, Chang'e, the fairy in the Moon Palace, was dressing up in front of the mirror. Her long, beautiful black hair accentuated her exquisite face. She was elegant and refined, her beauty radiant and captivating, truly a beauty that could shame the moon and make the flowers blush. As the poem says: "Her spirit is like autumn water, her bones like jade, making all the beauties of the world bow their heads."
After she stole the elixir of immortality that Hou Yi had painstakingly obtained, she returned to Heaven. The Jade Emperor originally intended to make her his secretary. However, the jealous Queen Mother, fearing that this most beautiful woman in Heaven would bring disaster, ordered Chang'e to live alone in the Moon Palace, enduring loneliness. Thus, our fairy Chang'e endured the long years of hardship, and more than once, a mournful sound of a flute emanated from the Moon Palace, a lamentation of her sorrow.
But tonight, Chang'e's eyes were filled with affection, and her face radiated spring's warmth. The man who had captured her heart had finally appeared beside her, unlocking the secrets of her heart. Thinking of her lover, Chang'e closed her starry eyes in blissful reverie, recalling his smile, his kisses, and every sweet night they had spent together.
"E...E'er..." That familiar, magnetic voice startled Chang'e. She quickly opened her eyes, her beautiful gaze filled with surprise and deep affection. Without hesitation, she rose and leaped into his arms, melting into his mountain-like chest. His strong arms encircled her slender waist, eagerly caressing her body, displaying a lustful urge.
"Erlang..." Chang'e's cherry lips parted slightly, uttering a sweet whisper.
Let's shift the focus to the audacious man who had so brazenly disrespected our beautiful Chang'e, ready to give him a good beating. But the man was dashing, clad in golden armor, and strangely, he possessed a single, gleaming eye on his forehead—he had three eyes!
Behind him stood a mighty celestial dog; it was obvious that this man was none other than the renowned Erlang Shen, and the dog was his signature Howling Celestial Hound.
Ever since the last Peach Banquet, Chang'e's celestial dance had deeply captivated Erlang Shen, and Chang'e herself was deeply enamored with his extraordinary heroism. The goddess had a dream, and the king had feelings; the two secretly met behind the backs of the immortals, their love blossoming like a spring breeze.
"E'er... I miss you so much!..." Erlang Shen lowered his head and fiercely sealed Chang'e's cherry lips with his, sucking her fragrant saliva.
Chang'e let out a soft "Mmm," and their lips and tongues intertwined, inseparable. Suddenly, the desolate moon palace was filled with a warm atmosphere.
"Ah... Erlang... you... your..." Chang'e felt a hard, burning object pressing against her lower abdomen. Chang'e understood what Erlang Shen wanted and what he longed for. Her legs involuntarily tightened, her flower path already fragrant with dew.
"Come...my Chang'e..." Erlang Shen waved his hand, a flash of light, and Erlang Shen and Chang'e's clothes vanished, their strong muscles and soft bodies contrasting beautifully, creating an incomparably alluring scene.
"Sister Chang'e...you're so beautiful...ah...charming..." Erlang Shen gently caressed Chang'e's soft, snow-white breasts, two round, full mounds of flesh, perfectly proportioned.
"Erlang...ah...oh..." Chang'e's starry eyes were hazy, her small mouth murmuring, her body involuntarily entering a state of arousal. Under Erlang Shen's divine touch, she occasionally let out soul-stirring moans...
"Woof...woof..." Just then, a woofing sound interrupted their passionate intimacy.
The two stared intently, and there stood Erlang Shen's celestial hound, its long tongue lolling out, drooling over Chang'e. Its eyes were fixed on her beautiful body, its lustful intent blatant.
Chang'e gasped in surprise, hastily hiding in Erlang Shen's arms, terrified that the lecherous hound would pounce.
Erlang Shen was both amused and annoyed; he hadn't expected his own hound to have such desires. He swiftly moved and kicked the hound on the head, yelling, "Get out of here, or I'll castrate you!" The hound, in pain, fled the Moon Palace, whimpering and lamenting its master's heartlessness, refusing even a free glimpse of its master.
Erlang and Chang'e, consumed by lust, were now unable to resist. Thus, it is said that once immortals fall in love, they cannot restrain themselves; otherwise, the story of Dong Yong and the Seventh Fairy Maiden would never have happened.
"I only envy the lovebirds, not the immortals!" Chang'e gazed lovingly at her man.
Erlang Shen looked at the perfect body before him, as if sculpted from white jade, her proudly erect breasts, her flat and plump abdomen, her long and shapely legs, and the swaying celestial grass at the base of her snow-white thighs, exuding an intoxicating charm.
Erlang Shen's lust surged, and he was filled with excitement. He gently parted Chang'e's long, white, and tender legs with both hands, then grasped his hard and thick member and thrust it into Chang'e's already aroused celestial orifice with a sudden "whoosh," penetrating to the hilt.
Chang'e cried out softly, "Erlang... be slow... I can't take it... oh..."
"Chang'e, I'm sorry, it's my fault for being impatient! I will be gentle..." Hearing Chang'e's cry of pain, Erlang Shen hurriedly stopped his thrusts and changed to gentle, slow pumping, until Chang'e's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, only then did he feel relieved.
"My uncle, the Jade Emperor, sent me to subdue a demon monkey. That demon monkey was born of heaven and earth, and it was incredibly powerful... But I still managed to capture it... Oh... Chang'e, you're so tight down there..." Erlang Shen boasted of his prowess, without revealing that he had captured the demon monkey with the help of Laozi.
"Oh... Hmm... My Erlang is so fierce!" Chang'e offered her lips, and Erlang Shen, fully appreciating the beauty's favor, thrust even faster.
Chang'e naturally spread her legs wider, raising them high around Erlang Shen's waist, hooking her arms around his back, her alluring gaze shimmering, her eyes filled with love, yielding to his pleasure.
This captivating posture would move any man, make him hard, and drive him to the very end! She felt an unparalleled fullness and satisfaction in her lower body; her long-dormant immortal orifice was now fully tasting the man's flavor.
"So beautiful...so heavy...so thick..."
"E'er...let me suck your breasts...so fragrant...oh..." Erlang Shen moved like a knight on Chang'e's body, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, or nine deep thrusts followed by one shallow one, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes heavy, sometimes light.
"Ah...ah...oh...oh so...beautiful...Erlang...so...so beautiful!" Chang'e's heart blossomed and faded, faded and blossomed again. Although Chang'e was a goddess, she could not withstand the waves of impact from the valiant Erlang Shen.
"Ah...it's hitting my heart...I...I'm coming again...again..." Chang'e gasped for breath. Erlang Shen looked at Chang'e's involuntary state and smiled wickedly, saying, "E'er, turn around!" Chang'e, conquered by Erlang Shen, obediently turned her body over and bent down between Erlang Shen's legs.
"My lord... what do you want to do?"
"E'er... your jade buttocks are so beautiful!" Erlang Shen couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, placing his hands on Chang'e's fair and tender buttocks. He pressed his lower body close and thrust hard, "whoosh," his massive member entered her flower from behind, reaching close to Chang'e's cervix. Chang'e let out repeated "oh" sounds, experiencing immense pleasure.
"E'er, have you ever tasted this feeling?" Erlang Shen laughed, licking Chang'e's snow-white back with his tongue, while his hands kneaded her jade breasts from behind.
"Erlang...you...oh...you're so naughty...oh...where did you learn that?" Chang'e, experiencing this sensation for the first time, throbbed with fervor under the strange yet pleasurable stimulation.
"E'er, I saw..." Erlang Shen whispered a few words in Chang'e's ear. Chang'e responded with a soft "oh," then playfully scolded, "You're a celestial being, yet you went to see the Howling Celestial Dog...ah...Erlang...this is so deep...it's so beautiful!" She gasped with intense pleasure.
The lovemaking of celestial beings is unlike that of mortals. Erlang Shen embraced Chang'e, sometimes soaring, sometimes spinning. The air was filled with the fluttering of osmanthus petals, and the nectar splashed between their joined bodies transformed into blooming flowers, exuding a fragrant aroma—a truly captivating scene.
At this moment, the moon appeared hazy and bright to mortals; who could know that a live lovemaking ceremony between celestial lovers was unfolding above!
The story goes that Erlang Shen kicked the Celestial Hound to the moon to watch the wind, and it harbored resentment. It believed that although it was just a dog, it was still a Celestial Dog, running errands for Erlang Shen, serving him faithfully. Even if it hadn't done anything particularly meritorious, it had at least worked hard.
In human terms, it could at least be considered a dog god. Thinking of its master, Erlang Shen, enjoying himself with the most beautiful woman in Heaven, Chang'e, its manhood throbbed even more. It angrily opened its maw and barked wildly at the moon, thus giving rise to the legend of the "Celestial Dog Eating the Moon."
Taking advantage of its master's distraction, it decided to descend to the mortal realm for some fun. The Celestial Hound transformed itself into a handsome scholar, and in a flash of blue light, descended to an archipelago in the East Sea. On this archipelago lived more than a dozen barbarian tribes, one of which had a female chieftain named Himiko (in a matriarchal society). She was incredibly beautiful, and some surrounding tribes, coveting her beauty, conspired to kidnap her.
The celestial hound, Xiaotian, showing compassion for Himiko, helped her defeat the enemy. Himiko, grateful for Xiaotian's life-saving act, pledged herself to him. Xiaotian introduced himself as Amaterasu, a resident of the Eastern Divine Continent (his master, Erlang Shen, was also from the Eastern Divine Continent).
Himiko was overjoyed to have such a handsome and charming husband. The two were inseparable and deeply in love. Xiaotian, with his extraordinary abilities, often drove Himiko to the brink of death before finally giving up.
One day in heaven is equivalent to three years on earth.
After Erlang Shen and Chang'e's rain subsided, they discovered Xiaotian was missing. They secretly descended to the mortal realm and hurriedly chanted a spell to summon him.
Sensing his master's call, Xiaotian knew it was impossible and hastily told Himiko that he was Amaterasu, the Heavenly Goddess of Heaven (quite vain!), and wished to return to Heaven.
Himiko, tearfully reluctant to part with her husband, told him she was pregnant. Xiaotian bid a tearful farewell to Himiko and returned to his master's side.
Erlang Shen, upon learning that his dog had taken human form in the mortal realm, married, and had children, was enraged and severed the genitals of his celestial
hound, Xiaotianquan, as punishment. Later, Himiko gave birth to a son with a dog's head and a human body, possessing innate divine strength and intelligence. He led his tribe in numerous conquests, eventually unifying the islands. He proclaimed himself Emperor, decreeing that his father be addressed as Amaterasu Omikami and his mother, Himiko, as Empress Jimmu.

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