Crossroads Song 2

Savoring her red wine, Ning Feiya leaned languidly against Long Aotian. Long Aotian lovingly extended his arm, gently embracing Ning Feiya, his care and focus as if she were made of water, savoring this rare opportunity to be close to this celestial beauty he so cherished.
Although she was intimately with her fiancé, Ning Feiya recalled the scenes of Wang Qi holding her in his arms and wantonly ravaging her. Compared to this moment, the depraved and stimulating feeling was even more intoxicating, causing her face to flush even more, and her legs to gently rub together a few times. "
I'm such a bad woman," Ning Feiya thought to herself, her expression intoxicated, yet a faint self-mockery rising within her. The defilement she felt triggered waves of tingling, electric pleasure.
"Rou'er hasn't come out yet, could she be drunk?"
"Hmm... I think she should be fine. After all, Rou'er's skills are profound. Even if she's really drunk, she can still force the alcohol out with her internal energy."
Long Aotian, who was holding Ning Feiya, suddenly transformed from a master of romance into a naive young man. He hesitated for a long time before finally asking where Tang Rou was. As soon as the words left his mouth, Long Aotian wanted to slap himself twice; it was too embarrassing.
Ning Feiya closed her eyes slightly, replying casually. Her body was languid, and her face was as red as a lotus in spring. The fairy-like demeanor that had always given people a sense of detachment from the world gradually gave way to the beauty of a weak girl. Long Aotian gradually became stunned. Accompanied by the singing and flashing colored lights, Long Aotian gradually lowered his head.
Ning Feiya suddenly opened her eyes. Her bright eyes sparkled with a hint of amusement, but her gaze was extremely charming. Long Aotian stared at Ning Feiya's eyes for a moment, and finally, he kissed Ning Feiya's cheek.
"Brother Tian... why are you secretly getting intimate with Sister Fei Ya here? We'll be jealous. Come on... let's sing."
"Um... um... I'm going to sing, Lingling's urging me."
After a light kiss, and teased by Xiao Lingling from afar, Long Aotian fled in a panic like a boy in his first love. Ning Fei Ya watched his retreating figure and softly said... "Idiot."
At the same time, she glanced at Xiao Lingling's smug smile, and the smile on her lips gradually turned cold.
The singing and dancing continued. When Tang Rou stumbled out of the toilet, everyone was a little drunk. The wine at this family banquet was no ordinary wine, but a medicinal wine specially brewed by Ning Fei Ya with rare and precious ingredients. Its effects were excellent, and even Long Aotian was reluctant to use his internal energy to force himself to drink it. Therefore, Tang Rou's inexplicable disappearance for a period of time was easily overlooked by the slightly drunk people.
"Rou'er... come, drink with me."
Ning Feiya held up her wine glass, languidly leaning against the sofa, watching the women dancing, singing, and having fun in the room, and Long Aotian, who was entangled by them and couldn't leave.
"Why did it take you so long to come out?"
"Rou'er's words just now offended Master, so Master is punishing Rou'er by making her masturbate three times before she can receive Master's big meat stick punishment tonight... Waaah, Sister Feiya, my fingers are sore."
Tang Rou, who came out of the bathroom, had returned to normal. Apart from the flush after the spring, the heavy, suffocating sense of despair and guilt was gone. Ning Feiya suddenly reached out and touched Tang Rou's underwear under her skirt. It was wet, warm, and slippery.
"Sister Feiya... when can we leave? I really want to see Master soon."
"Why the rush? You haven't spent much time with your brother Aotian tonight."
Faced with Ning Feiya's sudden lewd behavior, Tang Rou, though feigning shyness, merely glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention and then explained to Ning Feiya, "Waaah... Spending too much time with brother Aotian will only increase my sins. It's better to atone quickly. Besides... brother Aotian has so many sisters with him, he doesn't have time for me." Watching Long Aotian reveling in
the flowers, looking so carefree, Tang Rou unconsciously puffed out her cheeks and said somewhat angrily, although the Tang family's long-standing practice of men having three wives and four concubines was reasonable. Feudal education, but a woman's nature is not so easily erased. "And, Master just promised me... tonight he'll use more than a dozen positions to fuck all three of my holes, and he said he'll make me crawl on the ground like a puppy while inserting his toes into my cunt... He also said he'll spank my ass until it's raw... Waaah, I'm so happy, tonight I can properly atone for my sins to Master."
Tang Rou became more and more excited as she spoke, an excited blush rising on her pure and innocent face, and she even waved her two small hands, but she didn't realize how abnormal and strange it was for these obscene words to come out of her mouth.
"What are you all chatting about? You seemed to be having a great time. Rou'er, you were in the restroom for so long, are you alright?"
Seeing Tang Rou return, Long Aotian, having finally escaped the women's entanglements, rushed over, wanting to exchange a few sweet words with Tang Rou to show that he treated all the women equally. However, upon approaching, he found that Tang Rou, who had been chatting happily with Ning Feiya from afar, suddenly fell silent after he came over, and lowered her head, adopting a shy and timid demeanor.
"Alright, alright, I was just having some private conversation with Rou'er, why are you interrupting... Go back and keep the other sisters company."
Long Aotian, who had come with high hopes but left disappointed, slunk away. But after a short while, surrounded by the women, he once again put on his act as a great lover.
Seeing Long Aotian walk away, Tang Rou's anxious gaze softened slightly, then she couldn't contain her excitement and turned back to Ning Feiya, saying, "Sister Feiya... do you think Master will be like last time, very rough and violent, shoving his big cock into my mouth and thrusting wildly until I can't breathe? Will he pinch my breasts until they're red and so painful, like last time? Will he be even worse, like how we used to punish disobedient servants at home, stripping them naked and whipping them hard? Waaah... I'm so scared."
Tang Rou asked all sorts of questions, her big, watery eyes full of anticipation, her words clearly expressing her desire for such treatment. Ning Feiya just smiled charmingly, gently stroking Tang Rou's little head, her eyes also showing anticipation, and then said, "Alright, Rou'er, since you're so excited, let's go back early... But before we leave, can you take some pictures for me? I need to show them to Qi'er later."
"Yay, that's great! Thank you, Sister Fei Ya, hurry up!"
Then, the women in the room were all bewildered as Ning Fei Ya pulled them aside, insisting on taking a group photo. Although it was a bit abrupt, the women, who were getting quite drunk, didn't say anything and agreed, letting Tang Rou, who had a big smile on her face, press the shutter. ...
Chapter Two: A Plot That's Hard to Exist In the dormitory in the garbage dump, Wang Qi stared at the clock ticking away, his expression extremely excited. Soon... the two-day vacation that had made him sick from holding back his emotions would be over, and Ning Fei Ya had also said that he would come to see her tonight.
Two hours ago, the phone call he had with Tang Rou had left him still hard. Tang Rou's pure and charming voice, her morbidly self-destructive requests for sex, and her obedient and submissive manner on the phone were all stimulating Wang Qi's body and mind like a potent aphrodisiac.
Having practiced martial arts for many days, his willpower had improved considerably, allowing Wang Qi to resist the urge to wait outside Ning Feiya's house. Of course… to this day, Wang Qi would never admit that the main reason he didn't carry out this plan was his fear of running into Long Aotian.
Having glimpsed Ning Feiya's strength a couple of days ago, he could deduce just how terrifying Long Aotian, whom Ning Feiya claimed was only slightly inferior to him, truly was. Crushing him like an ant was a bit of an understatement, but saying he was like a bug was quite apt for Wang Qi.
Time flew by. When the phone rang, Wang Qi sprang to his feet like a slingshot, and immediately went outside after answering.
"Master… Master… we're home. Brother Aotian has already left."
"Oh, oh, I'll be right there."
"Hurry up... Rou Nu misses you, mmm... Sister Fei Ya said she misses you too, she said... her pussy and breasts are itchy, just waiting for you to touch them, scratch them, and fuck her."
"Wait for me... I'll be there soon."
The thought of the fairy-like Ning Fei Ya, her fiancé just left and she was saying such lewd and obscene things, and then being repeated by the pure and innocent Tang Rou, immediately made Wang Qi's lust surge, and he hurried outside as if on fire.
As he hurried out of the house and rushed towards Ning Fei Ya's dormitory, Wang Qi did not notice that a capable and cold-looking woman was hiding in the shadows in the distance, flashing her camera at him a few times, and then silently following him.
When the luxurious, milky-white villa came into view, Wang Qi's heart pounded in his chest. He strode to the door, pushed it open without knocking, and entered. At that moment, the woman who had been following him showed a surprised expression, but took no further action. Instead, she cautiously retreated several meters, hiding a hundred meters away from the villa and quietly watching.
Wang Qi, having entered, immediately saw Tang Rou standing expectantly in the soft lighting. She wore a milky-white lace dress, a white lace-trimmed hat, two playful ponytails, and cute strappy sandals. Her pure and innocent face made her look like an angel, pure and untouched by filth.
But this pure angel, upon seeing Wang Qi enter, did something completely contrary to her image.
An unusual, delicate blush rose to her cheeks, her large, watery eyes filled with a sorrowful mist, yet her lips revealed a sickly, hungry, alluring smile. She slowly knelt down and said, "This humble servant, Rou'er, welcomes Master. Please change your shoes."
Seeing Wang Qi's momentary daze, Tang Rou, kneeling on the ground, slowly advanced, took out a pair of slippers, and extended her soft hand, intending to help Wang Qi change his shoes.
Wang Qi shuddered, momentarily stunned, and allowed Tang Rou to do as she pleased.
Tang Rou gently lifted one of Wang Qi's feet with both hands, then removed the shoe and socks. She then held Wang Qi's bare foot as if it were a precious treasure, gently rubbing it against her full breasts a few times, as if cleansing it, while her alluring smile grew even sweeter and more charming.
"Who taught you that?"
"It was Sister Fei Ya. She said that doing it this way would better express Rou Nu's determination to atone for her sins, and at the same time make you, Master, happier, and more enjoyable when punishing Rou Nu. Master, are you happy with Rou Nu's service?"
"Good...very good, Rou Nu, you did very well."
Feeling the plump and tender flesh under his feet, Wang Qi's lust was aroused, and he unconsciously stomped a few times. Tang Rou's reaction was also quite intense. Her eyes were misty, but she hummed a sweet moan. As if greatly encouraged, she thrust out her breasts, letting Wang Qi trample and play with her sacred breasts at will.
After helping Wang Qi change into slippers, Tang Rou stood up gracefully and took Wang Qi's hand to walk inside. Wang Qi, who was half a step behind, looked at the pert buttocks swaying under the dress and felt a surge of desire. He grabbed her buttocks and squeezed them hard. Tang Rou hummed happily and slowed her steps so that Wang Qi could squeeze and play with them more to his heart's content.
Tang Rou's submissiveness instantly aroused Wang Qi's lust. He took an even more lewd step back, pressing his entire body against Tang Rou's back. His crotch, bulging like a small tent, was pressed against Tang Rou's shapely buttocks. With each swaying step, his hands were not idle either, reaching out from behind to grasp her plump breasts and vigorously fondling them, venting the pent-up desire that had accumulated over two days without touching a woman.
Passing through the entryway, they entered the living room. Ning Feiya leaned against the sofa, one leg draped over it. She was still wearing that opulent gold and white cheongsam, the slit in the skirt revealing glimpses of her slender, jade-like calves. Her earrings and necklace shimmered softly under the light, further enhancing her jade-like beauty. One hand gathered a strand of her hair, repeatedly wrapping and relaxing it, while the other held a wine glass, sipping slowly and gracefully. Her expression was elegant and composed, carrying a faint sense of aloofness and detachment from the world.
When Tang Rou and Wang Qi entered in such a lewd manner, Ning Feiya remained as dignified and elegant as ever, only a hint of alluring and gentle smile appeared between her slightly aloof brows: "Qi'er, you've come."
His zipper and underwear were pulled down, his penis emerging, rubbing vigorously against Tang Rou's shapely buttocks, which were being lifted by her skirt. Wang Qi, who was indulging in his lust, was instantly captivated the moment he saw Ning Feiya. All he could see was the stunning beauty he hadn't seen for two days, the one who had kept him awake at night and unable to eat or sleep.
"Feiya, I've come."
Tang Rou's petite yet voluptuous body no longer held any appeal for Wang Qi. He walked towards Ning Feiya, his engorged penis swaying back and forth.
"I missed you… Feiya."
Reaching Ning Feiya, he gazed at her face, which was even more breathtakingly beautiful thanks to her light makeup, whispered tenderly, and then kissed her.
Ning Feiya accepted Wang Qi's tender kiss without resistance. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyelids closed gently, seemingly shy, yet she passionately parted her lips, her tongue swirling and intertwining with Wang Qi's. As they exchanged saliva, a captivating blush rose on her jade-like face, making her appear breathtakingly beautiful.
"I missed you too,"
Ning Feiya replied, somewhat dazed and moved, after a long while before parting her lips.
The two, tightly embracing, slowly felt a warm yet intense emotion welling up within them. Only then did Wang Qi have the time to carefully observe Ning Feiya, and he exclaimed in amazement. At this moment, Ning Feiya, perfectly fitted in her elegant cheongsam that accentuated her figure, appeared so graceful and dignified, transforming her usual aloof, fairy-like aura into a goddess-like noble and graceful presence.
The image of Ning Feiya—the one in her school uniform, radiating youthful beauty; the one naked, indulging in succubus-like passion on the bed; the one valiant and powerful, the one ethereal and graceful during martial arts demonstrations; and the one now, noble and goddess-like—all these images flashed through Wang Qi's mind, making him appreciate his own happiness. No matter how Ning Feiya's demeanor changed, he could always savor her exquisite beauty.
But this thought also stirred a pang of jealousy within Wang Qi, for the noble and goddess-like Ning Feiya was only there to attend Long Aotian's harem gathering.
Through their subtly connected hearts, Ning Feiya sensed Wang Qi's admiration, amazement, and jealousy. She chuckled softly and said, "Since you miss me... don't you want to do something to me?"
No further words were needed; the answer was already clear. Even before arriving, Wang Qi had already fantasized about a passionate night, but now, with the beauty in his arms, he suddenly wasn't so eager. His hand moved to the hidden chain on Ning Feiya's back, slowly pulling it down. But Ning Feiya suddenly reached out her delicate hand to stop Wang Qi's gentle undressing, chuckling softly, "Qi'er, since you're jealous, why not vent it? Besides... I don't want you to treat me so gently."
How could he refuse the goddess's request? His hands slid slowly down Ning Feiya's cheeks, the smooth, silky skin stimulating his desire again and again. Reaching her collar, he forcefully tore it open.
The expensive, luxurious cheongsam was ripped open from the center of her breasts, tearing all the way down to her flat, white stomach, revealing her beautiful breasts encased in a silk bra. Ning Feiya let out a soft moan of pleasure, leaning back and hooking her soft hand around Wang Qi's neck, pulling him down onto the sofa with her.
After the tear, Wang Qi felt an extraordinary sense of relief, as if the tear had stripped away the symbol of being Long Aotian's fiancée, revealing her true nature as his little slave girl.
His large mouth kissed Ning Feiya's cheeks and neck tenderly, his hands not stopping, pulling on the hem of her skirt and tearing it open with force.
The sounds of tearing, Wang Qi's heavy breathing, and the slightly fishy, masculine scent that filled her nostrils all made Ning Feiya act as if she had taken an aphrodisiac. Her behavior became even more alluring and wanton. Her pair of straight, beautiful legs wrapped around and rubbed against Wang Qi's waist, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, displaying the utmost seductive charm.
Soon, Ning Feiya's luxurious cheongsam could no longer fulfill its function of concealing her body, revealing her perfect jade-like body with her three points exposed. Only a last bit of clothing remained to cover her, but soon, her thin underwear was also torn to shreds by Wang Qi's violent tearing.
"Qi'er... your master wants... wants Qi'er's thick and hard big meat stick."
The sweet, almost bewitching moan instantly sent Wang Qi's last shred of reason to the wind. After hastily taking off his own clothes, he directly turned Ning Feiya's boneless body over and slapped her perfectly shaped buttocks a few times with his large hands, creating waves of shimmering flesh.
"Hehe, since you want it, you know what to do."
Ning Feiya gave Wang Qi a seductive glance, making him incredibly aroused. She knelt with her knees together, sticking out her pert buttocks, teasingly rubbing them against Wang Qi's crotch, and said with a sweet laugh, "Mmm... my good Qi'er, my darling husband... your wanton Feiya wants your big cock." Her
sweet and seductive cries sent a jolt through Wang Qi, his cock already pointing skyward, expertly aimed, and then plunged in.
Both of them let out satisfied and pleasurable moans, followed by a continuous series of slapping sounds. After two days apart, their lovemaking was rekindled, and all they needed was endless release.
Heavy breathing and passionate moans blended together, creating a lewd melody. Tang Rou stood beside her, her bright eyes misty, her cheeks flushed, her legs pressed tightly together, rubbing slowly. She bit her lip, a desire she couldn't express, yet she dared not disturb the two making love.
With all his might, he forcefully pulled and thrust, his hands not stopping, tightly grasping her trembling, perfect breasts. There was no flirtatious rhythm, only a series of violent, cathartic kneading strokes. He lay on Ning Feiya's smooth back, his body heaving, her rounded, alluring shoulders swaying before his eyes. Wang Qi couldn't suppress the rising rage within him and bit down lightly.
As if being raped, Ning Feiya became increasingly aroused and frenzied, especially when Wang Qi bit her shoulders; her moans were almost screams, her body writhing like a snake, bringing Wang Qi extraordinary pleasure.
With each thrust, Wang Qi could feel Ning Feiya's vaginal folds, as if they had come alive, desperately biting at his penis. With each withdrawal, a strange suction emanated from the depths of her flower, drawing in his glans. Not to mention its tightness, no less than that of a virgin, which drove Wang Qi to ecstasy.
When Ning Feiya twisted her slender waist violently, Wang Qi felt as if his penis was being squeezed by a giant millstone, relentlessly grinding against him. His waist was wrapped around Ning Feiya's long, jade-like legs, leaving him no way to escape. He was almost in heaven with pleasure, and an involuntary shiver ran down his spine as he ejaculated large gushes of semen.
Ning Feiya's jade legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, her jade arms encircling his back, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of his essence. Her slender waist swayed, her lips slightly parted, emitting rapid breaths and long moans.
Wang Qi, still enjoying the afterglow of ejaculation, suddenly felt a surge of heat on his thigh. Looking down, he saw Tang Rou, her face filled with infatuation and allure, pressing her head close to their point of union, her eyes glazed and her breath coming in short gasps. One hand was under her crotch, seemingly doing something.
"Come... Qi'er, let me show you the results of my training Rou'er these past two days,"
Ning Feiya said, releasing her legs and twisting her waist twice, letting the slightly limp penis slide out of her vagina. She then gestured to Tang Rou, who immediately extended her head, kneeling on the sofa with her hands pressed against the edge, ignoring the penis covered in their filth, and took it into her mouth.
"Hiss..."
Wang Qi suddenly gasped, feeling an intense, tingling pleasure throughout his body. As soon as Tang Rou took his penis into her mouth, her red tongue darted around it, scraping and licking, sometimes teasing the urethral opening with her tongue tip, while her teeth gently scraped the edge of the glans. In this pleasurable sensation, his penis, which had just ejaculated, fully recovered and gradually swelled in Tang Rou's mouth.
Feeling the penis grow larger in her mouth, Tang Rou's eyes were filled with a seductive allure, yet she wore a sweet, satisfied smile. Instead, she pressed her head even closer to Wang Qi's crotch, letting the penis penetrate deeper, using her delicate throat to serve him.
Although Wang Qi was extremely pleased, he was also slightly surprised by Tang Rou's skillful deepthroat oral sex. He remembered that just two days ago, when Tang Rou had been brainwashed by Ning Feiya's magic, she had only gagged when faced with a penis thrust into her mouth. How could she now possess such proficiency? Wang Qi cast a questioning glance at Ning Feiya.
"Hehe... If you're not skilled enough, you can practice, right? After giving you a break, Qi'er, I was bored, so I could only train Rou'er for my amusement. Her oral skills were all developed by me using bananas."
"Bananas?"
"Hmm... I found a long, thin banana, matching the size of your penis, and made Rou'er lick it instead of biting it. Then I shoved the banana into her mouth hard... like you're thrusting in and out. At first, Rou'er cried a lot and even vomited several times. But when I told her that this was the best way to atone for her sins, she begged me to continue practicing for her. She did it all day long, even when she went to the toilet with a banana in her mouth. On the first day, Rou'er's voice became hoarse, which scared Aotian so much that he kept fussing over her. It's true..." "How funny! Aotian saw Rou'er always carrying bananas and actually thought she liked bananas. He brought a lot of bananas with him the next day... Hehe, of course, all those bananas ended up in Rou'er's throat."
Hearing Ning Feiya's words, Wang Qi couldn't help but look at Tang Rou. She was still so pure and innocent, even with a hint of infatuated joy, as she diligently sucked on his penis. Judging from her expression and temperament, you couldn't tell that she had suffered such lewd abuse in the past two days. Looking back, Ning Feiya was now smiling seductively, her bright eyes slightly revealing an excited light, as if she was savoring the memory.
Wang Qi was a little confused. When did Ning Feiya develop a sadistic tendency? In the past, when the two of them were together, Ning Feiya was always like a shameless little slut, begging Wang Qi to be sadistic or even rougher.
"Qi'er, it's not over yet, there's something even more amazing, I guarantee it will open your eyes. Rou'er, come and perform."
Tang Rou obediently spat out the penis, looked at it reluctantly for a few moments, then quickly took off her panties, lifted her skirt, and half-reclined on the sofa, her jade legs spread in an M-shape. Her plump, moist vulva and small, cute pink chrysanthemum looked extremely tempting.
Wang Qi was still a little confused, but after Tang Rou took a breath, an amazing scene appeared before Wang Qi's eyes.
Without any external force, her two plump, fleshy labia opened and closed like a seashell, sometimes tightly closed like a thread, sometimes open like a baby's mouth. The plump labia were covered with glistening, thick vaginal fluid, and the opening and closing made an extremely tempting slapping sound. The pink chrysanthemum below was no exception, contracting and expanding on its own as if breathing. In Wang Qi's eyes, Tang Rou's genitals seemed to have come alive.

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