The Spring and Autumn of the Welding Pig and the Little Thief Pig

Chapter 1

It's been a year since I arrived in the Spring and Autumn Period. I was originally just an ordinary college student, burning the midnight oil on sex and World of Warcraft every day. But because I posted a wish on sexinsex before going to bed on New Year's Eve 2008, hoping to have sex with countless beautiful girls, I woke up to find myself in Jijing, the capital of the Yan Kingdom.
Although I've finally adapted to this society after a year of hardships, I still harbor resentment towards the administrators of sexinsex. I guess they thought my wish post in the BT section was spamming, which is why they sent me to this godforsaken place. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have been rejected by this jobless society long ago.
I'm currently perched on the roof of a luxurious mansion, waiting for the moment when people are least vigilant.
Yes, I'm a thief now. I can't help it; I majored in computer science in college, and I'm incredibly frustrated. Even Confucius wouldn't understand what I mean by assembly language and network security. I simply can't find a job to make a living. At this time, the Spring and Autumn Period was still peaceful under the rule of the Zhou Dynasty, with a strong emphasis on etiquette, even to the point that
doors were left unlocked at night. So I realized I could finally "get a job." It was past midnight, pitch black, and there wasn't even a night watchman in the courtyard. So I tiptoed in.
Passing through the garden and corridors, I reached the main building complex where I was to make my move. But when I got downstairs, I found lights still on, which was quite frustrating. Just as I was about to lie low and wait, I heard heavy breathing and plaintive moans coming from inside the room.
"They're having sex," I thought to myself. It's been almost a year since I arrived, and there's been no Hot Tokyo, no Ipponmichi, and no Tora-Tora-Tora. So, I couldn't help but poke a hole in the window with my saliva...
The battle inside was incredibly intense. A strong middle-aged man was on top of a beautiful young woman, ravaging her. A thick penis was sometimes visible between the girl's thighs. The middle-aged man held the girl's long legs, playing with her delicate white feet. With each of his vigorous thrusts, the girl's little toes were tightly spread open, and the middle-aged man took them into his mouth and licked them incessantly.
"Mmm... Ah, sir, Lian'er can't take it anymore, sir, you're so big, you're going to fuck Lian'er to death..."
The middle-aged man became even more excited, knowing that this little slut wasn't really done for, and he thrust even harder, splashing water everywhere as he slammed into the girl's body.
"Ah... sir, Lian'er is going to be killed by you... Ah... Don't stop..."
The girl clearly couldn't withstand such intense stimulation, twisting her wet body and moaning softly. After a series of rapid thrusts, the middle-aged man let out a low growl and lay motionless on top of the girl. As he withdrew his penis from her vagina, thick, white semen slowly flowed from her swollen opening…
Their behavior was utterly outrageous; I couldn't bear to watch any longer. I took a bottle of crimson powder from my backpack and blew it into the bedroom. This was an aphrodisiac I'd bought at a high price on the black market. I didn't intend to harm any innocent women; I just sold it as part of a combination with other date rape drugs. The old man selling the drug was a master of modern marketing, understanding how to segment and differentiate his product line. But now it seemed my purchase hadn't been in vain.
The two men, who had been quiet, began to move again under the influence of the drug. Taking advantage of their dazed state, I used a tool to pry open the door latch, slipped in, and knocked the middle-aged man unconscious with a karate chop (damn it, you're at least twenty years older than this girl; don't you think there'll be a generation gap?).
At that moment, I felt a hand on my penis; even through my pants, the sensation was as intense as a volcanic eruption. (Big brother, let me cripple this little slut! The younger brother roared, spurred on by the excitement.) At this moment, the girl skillfully unbuckled my belt, her rosy lips parted, and she swallowed the tip of my penis. The warm, slippery, and wet sensation spread throughout my body.
My penis was no smaller than that of a middle-aged man, but the girl seemed to have received professional training. She skillfully took my nearly 20-centimeter penis in, and I could feel it reaching her throat. Her mouth was filled to the brim. After a while, she spat out my penis, and a trail of silvery saliva stretched between the glans and her lips.
My little brother couldn't stand the girl's behavior any longer, so I didn't stop him. I took off my clothes and pulled the girl over. She skillfully sat down, her white, smooth thighs parted, and with a "squelch," my entire penis disappeared into her body.
"Ah, sir, you're so big!" The girl leaned weakly against me, her delicate body trembling. I slowly moved my penis in and out of the girl's tight, wet cavity, making squelching sounds. Her vagina was muddy and slippery. Although I felt a little disgusted by what the older man had just ejaculated inside her, I couldn't care less.
As the aphrodisiac took effect, the girl began to straddle me and vigorously masturbate, her breasts bobbing up and down. I couldn't resist grabbing and kneading them, watching her breasts change shape in my hands, and my movements became more aroused. Although the aphrodisiac helped, my penis was too big for her, and my movements slowed down. I rolled over and pinned her down, dragged her to the edge of the bed, straightened her buttocks, and inserted my penis into her body, thrusting. Just as I was enjoying myself
, I suddenly felt someone behind me. I was startled to realize I hadn't tied up the middle-aged man, and cold sweat broke out on my brow. Before I could react, I saw him come to the bedside and bring his erect penis to the girl's mouth. Without hesitation, she took it in, her small hands gripping the man's penis and stroking it repeatedly.
He seemed to be under the influence of a drug and delirious. Remembering the old man's words that the drug was effective for one night, but that not releasing it would kill him, he allowed the girl to lick the man's penis. The girl regained some strength and then mounted me, continuing to masturbate. The middle-aged man, however, came behind the girl, placing his large penis against her anus. Using saliva as lubrication, he slowly inserted it into her anus.
"Ah, sir, Ah Lian is going to die… You're making my asshole so swollen, so… so deep." After a few slow movements, sensing the girl was adjusting, he began to thrust his two large penises wildly inside her vagina and anus…
until dawn. Satisfied, he ejaculated several times inside her vagina and anus, then withdrew his penis from her anus. A large amount of white semen slowly flowed from her stretched-open anus, running down her thighs.
Seeing that it was getting late, I put on my clothes and left.
After a while, I hurriedly darted back and rummaged through the man's clothes—I almost forgot I came to steal money.

Chapter Two:

The Slums of Southeast Ji County.
After a quick nap, I got up and tallied up last night's loot—a few gold and silver ingots, a talisman with a dragon and tiger relief on the front and the name Zheng Tianyuan engraved on the back. It was the uncle's name, I realized.
"Brother Zhu, get up and eat!" A girl with two braids pushed open the door and entered. She was the beloved daughter of the old man who led our thieves' guild. She was only sixteen years old this year, her wheat-colored skin showing a healthy glow, and her pair of strong, slender legs were tightly wrapped in silk trousers, her curves graceful.
"Ling'er, how many times have I told you to knock before entering someone else's room..." I said helplessly.
Everyone has their own expertise. Although the old man's thieving skills were unparalleled, he was really bad at disciplining children. Ling'er, who had lost her mother at a young age, lacked the usual ladylike poise, but I felt she was even more sincere and lovely, so I wasn't really disciplining her.
"Ah, big brother, you pervert! Why aren't you wearing any clothes?!" Ling'er saw me sitting naked on the edge of the bed and hurriedly covered her eyes, stamping her feet and scolding me coquettishly.
"Don't peek through your fingers, come sit down." A few months ago, this girl started dating me. I've explored her body countless times. Because I understand the safe period and how to control ejaculation by withdrawal, I'm not afraid of getting her pregnant. My bedroom skills, which even seasoned prostitutes can't resist, have given this girl an unparalleled and novel sensory experience. Actually, she knows that I never wear clothes to bed, but she still finds an excuse to barge in every morning. It's an open secret, everyone knows it.
Seeing that I didn't react, Ling'er whimpered and scooted closer to the bed, her face showing great reluctance, but her eyes were already watery, and I guessed she was probably already wet down there.
Holding her smooth hair, I pressed Ling'er's head between my legs. This girl, whom I had trained to be extremely obedient, gently grasped my large penis with her small hands, stroking it while simultaneously sucking and swallowing the tip, constantly smearing saliva on her hands and penis for lubrication. Ling'er's thieving
skills were third in the thief's school (first was her old man, second was the welding pig). Her slender, soft fingers gently gripped my penis, rhythmically and rapidly kneading it, her little tongue constantly swirling around the glans. The pleasure was so intense, it was like getting 100 reputation points just for casually replying to a post on sexinsex—it was maddening. I quickly pressed the girl's head down and ejaculated my thick semen into Ling'er's mouth.
"Glug, glug..." The girl's throat moved rhythmically as she swallowed large mouthfuls of semen, but there was just too much, and it still overflowed from her mouth, running down her chin and onto the ground.
"Ah, good Ling'er, you're such a little vixen! It's a blessing for your brother to have such an obedient sister like you." (Good behavior from a dog must be rewarded in time - "The Little Pig Training Manual") I lifted Ling'er's chin to praise her. Ling'er licked the semen from her mouth and then undressed, intending to get something in return.
"Ling'er doesn't want to be your sister, Ling'er wants to be your wife, to serve you for life..." Ling'er said breathlessly.
It's only proper to reciprocate, that's not the style of people like us, so I picked up the naked Ling'er and sat her on the tip of my thick penis. Ling'er's body was even tighter than the beauty I had yesterday. Fortunately, this girl had a special constitution; when she was in heat, the secretions were always plentiful and slippery. Every time I took off her underwear, several glistening strands of vaginal fluid would appear, so I wasn't worried about hurting her. I then lowered the girl's petite body onto my large penis
. "Ah, brother, go slower, it's too full..." Ling'er's legs trembled as she held onto my shoulders, her eyes filled with lust, biting her lip as she slowly moved up and down on me. Although Ling'er's body was already quite curvaceous, she was only sixteen years old and not yet fully developed, so her vagina wasn't very deep. Every time my large penis thrust in hard, a section would still remain outside, touching Ling'er's clitoris, causing the girl to moan incessantly. Her small hands tightly gripped my back to resist this intense pleasure.
Because Ling'er came from a thief's guild, she hadn't learned much about etiquette or classical texts, so she readily agreed to any new tricks suggested, always eager to try them out. She never felt ashamed of making love with her lover in bed, so over the past few months, I'd tried almost every perverse thing I'd ever considered perverse in modern times on this girl. Today was no exception; the two of us were constantly rolling around, trying all sorts of different positions, making the girl moan and beg for pleasure one moment, and then cry out and plead for mercy the next…
"This matter concerns the future development direction and positioning of our thief's guild in the martial arts world, it concerns…" In the front hall not far away, an inconspicuous old man was holding a meeting with my three senior brothers and two senior sisters. That's right, this inconspicuous old man was our master, the Thief Saint Zhao Wuji, renowned throughout the martial arts world for his superb lightness skills and extremely high prestige. But at this moment, he was speaking incoherently, his expression strange. In fact, my senior brothers and sisters were also restless, all looking incredibly embarrassed.
"Ah...ah...Brother Pig, don't be so rough, you're going to kill Ling'er...ah! Brother Pig, don't touch there, it's so embarrassing, ah...I can't take it anymore, Brother Pig..." Ling'er's faint, intermittent moans drifted from the backyard, turning what was supposed to be a serious and important meeting on the development strategy of the thieves' sect into something completely absurd.
"Our strategic intentions in the martial arts world are..." Zhao Wuji forced himself not to listen to the ridiculous things his precious daughter and that brat were doing, but his daughter's alternating joyful moans and plaintive, almost tearful pleas for mercy were driving him almost crazy. He regretted not bringing that brat to the meeting that morning, mainly because he felt that although the boy had unparalleled talent in martial arts and thievery, he lacked any concept or experience of the martial arts world, which was why he hadn't brought him to the meeting, while he and his precious daughter were out fooling around early in the morning.
"Damn, it's been almost two hours. This kid's talent in bed seems to be extraordinary..."
"Ahem, Master, we already discussed and voted on our strategic intentions last hour." The eldest brother also reminded his master with an embarrassed look. The eldest brother is thirty-four years old this year and has been married to the eldest sister for many years. They have always lived in the Thief's Sect. Although he is already an "experienced person," he still felt ashamed in this situation. "Alas, what a misfortune for the sect!" the eldest brother thought dejectedly.
The eldest sister is twenty-six years old this year. She is dignified and virtuous. Dressed as a young married woman, her skin is so smooth that it seems to drip water. Hearing the sounds of lovemaking coming from the inner courtyard, her face flushed, and she didn't know where to put her eyes.
"Junior Sister Ling'er and Junior Brother Pig are too... their lovemaking is so earth-shattering, is it really that exciting?"
She thought about how she and her husband also did it a few times a month, but it was always just her lying there while he moved on top of her, and it was over in a short while. Although sometimes it felt good, it never made her moan... and they'd been doing it for two hours already... Her hands gripped her silk robe tightly under the table, lost in thought.
Another hour later.
"Ah... Brother, you're so mean! You almost killed me just now, you don't know how to be gentle with me at all..." After the intense activity, I lay lazily on the bed, the girl, covered in white semen, kneeling between my legs, cleaning me up. Her round little buttocks glistened with a wheat-like sheen, and semen dripped from her vagina down her thighs. I casually picked up her clothes to wipe her clean, saying, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'll be gentler next time."
"Mmm... I want you to thrust into me hard! If you like it, just fuck me to death!" Ling'er protested sweetly, spitting out my penis and shaking her little buttocks. I was speechless. A woman's heart is truly unfathomable.

Chapter Three

: Jijing, nestled against the Yanshan and Taihang Mountains in the northwest, with the flat Yanjing Plain to the south, is situated on the only transportation route between the southern kingdoms and the Jurchen, Xianbei, Bohai, and Goryeo kingdoms. Although considered a remote and cold region among these kingdoms, its wealth and prosperity rivaled that of Luoyang, the capital of the Zhou dynasty. Furthermore, its bustling trade and the intertwined power of various factions made it arguably the most unstable region, yet a rare and invaluable opportunity for bandits to expand and grow.
I, dressed in a grey long robe with my hair casually tied in a ponytail, was strolling down the street with Ling'er. Ling'er had changed into a sleek light blue diagonal-collar outfit, her curves filling the clothes, exuding a healthy and sexy allure. Passersby couldn't help but turn their heads to look at this golden couple, making Ling'er laugh incessantly.
"Brother, Ling'er is hungry," the girl said, shaking my hand and pointing to a long-established restaurant in a coquettish manner.
I suddenly realized I'd been fussing over Ling'er all morning until noon without eating, and that girl always waited for me to join her before eating. I cursed myself for being so careless.
"Let's eat!" I said, leading Ling'er gracefully into the restaurant.
"Salt and pepper fish head, beggar's chicken, what would you like, brother?" Ling'er was always very frugal when eating out, even though our thief gang was never short of money.
"Just two vegetarian dishes and three steamed buns, please." I'm a vegetarian; I've always felt this was a lifestyle that should be popularized, but since no one agrees, I don't promote this view. I just eat what I want.
"Excuse me, sir?" A dashing young man, leading two stunningly beautiful young women, asked me. I glanced around; there were no seats left in the restaurant.
"Please, go ahead." I gestured for them to sit.
"Thank you very much. I am Fang Shiming. And you, sir?" Fang Shiming asked as he gestured for the two young women to sit down.
"I am Zhu Di, Brother Fang, there's no need for you to be so polite." The next head of the second largest family in Yan? What an impressive background.
"Your dishes are here," the waiter brought over the four dishes for the two of us.
"Pfft!" The girl in yellow, whom Fang Shiming had brought, couldn't help but laugh. "You're quite amusing. Inviting such a beautiful and lovely sister to dinner, yet you're so stingy, only ordering four dishes." "
Little sister, don't be rude. Frugality is something to be upheld. You ordered so much food and can't finish it all. You should feel ashamed." Fang Shiming quickly stopped his outspoken sister from continuing, but it was clear he loved her very much; even when scolding her, he spoke softly.
"It's alright. Come, Brother Fang, let me toast you." This man's selection to succeed the next clan leader certainly had its merits, and I admired him greatly. After all, people with such magnanimity are rare in this era. The
people present were all from noble families, with refined manners, and with Ling'er's cheerful and lively personality, they quickly became acquainted. The girl in yellow was Fang Shiming's cousin, Fang Ru, and the girl in blue was Fang Shiming's childhood sweetheart, Ma Guanxue. The two girls adored Ling'er, who was younger than them, and kept chatting and laughing with her. Fang Shiming and I also felt a sense of camaraderie as we drank and toasted each other; we all felt like we'd known each other for ages. The meal lasted until dusk before everyone started to feel like leaving. The three girls had also drunk some wine, especially Ling'er, who was the youngest and couldn't hold her liquor, and was already a little tipsy.
"Brother Zhu, why do you seem to be eating only vegetables?" Fang Ru, though she was busy teasing my Ling'er with Shangguan Xue, was also observing me closely.
"I don't eat meat, only vegetables," I told Fang Ru with a smile. As for why I was too lazy to explain, did I mean to tell her that I felt they also had parents, wives, and children, and that they also had their own joys and ideals in life? No one would understand that in modern times, let alone in ancient times; it would only make me seem silly or pretentious.
"Oh dear, Brother Zhu, this won't be good for your health. How can you bring happiness to our little sister Ling'er?" Shangguan Xue also thought my lifestyle was unacceptable and said with concern.
"Well…," I was about to explain the benefits of plant protein in beans to them. Suddenly, Ling'er, drunk and adorable, spoke up beside me.
"Hmph, my Brother Zhu is incredibly healthy! He can do it to me for three or four hours every day and he's still not satisfied. He almost kills me every time..." She even pinched me, her eyes still blurry with drunkenness.
"Cough cough!" This brat is talking nonsense. I'll deal with her when we get back.
"Haha, my little sister just talks nonsense when she's drunk. Please excuse her." I helplessly brushed it off at the three men opposite me, whose faces were full of black lines.
Seeing that the waiter had already lit the lanterns, the group agreed to meet again another day and then reluctantly went home.
"Slap! Slap!" Two crisp sounds rang out, and two handprints appeared on Ling'er's wheat-colored buttocks. "Serves you right for talking nonsense when you're drunk! You've embarrassed us..." When I got home, I stripped Ling'er naked, dragged her to the bed, and spanked her.
"Ah, brother, I won't do it again!" Ling'er begged, wiggling her round little bottom, while her little hands restlessly kneaded my already hard penis. Her watery eyes seemed to speak volumes as she looked at me, pleading for mercy.
Of course, I couldn't bear to hit the little girl. My hands kneaded her smooth, jade-like buttocks, feeling as delicate as silk. My fingertips inadvertently brushed against the girl's cleft, which was already slippery and completely wet. I then inserted two fingers and probed inside her.
"Ah, brother..." Ling'er was caught off guard and tightly gripped my arm, her legs clamping tightly around my hand, trembling uncontrollably.
"This girl is incredibly sensitive, truly a born vixen..." I thought with pleasure, then grasped my penis and pressed it against the girl's wet entrance, teasing it up and down, letting Ling'er's vaginal fluids lubricate my thick penis, preparing to insert it.
"Brother... wait, wait a minute." Ling'er endured the waves of pleasure surging through her lower body, grasping my penis and pulling it away from the entrance.
"What's wrong, Ling'er?" I asked, releasing the hot, naked girl beneath me. This girl was usually incredibly impatient at times like this; what was wrong with her? I wondered.
"Um... Brother, I wasn't just talking nonsense today. I saw Sister Fang and Sister Shangguan constantly peeking at you, so I said that on purpose. Both of them are prettier than Ling'er. Ling'er is afraid Brother won't want Ling'er anymore. If Brother is angry, use Ling'er's body to vent your anger. Please punish Ling'er as you wish." After saying this, Ling'er pitifully turned her back to me and lay face down on the bed, raising her little bottom high, spreading her buttocks wide open, revealing her rosy, wet vulva and the constantly writhing light brown anus, which she slowly swayed in front of me.
"Alright, Ling'er, Brother isn't angry with you at all, and I won't leave Ling'er, never." It was rare for such a simple girl like Ling'er to come up with such a method. A beauty's kindness is invaluable; I'm not ungrateful.
"Really? Brother, you have to keep your word!" Ling'er was overjoyed and tried to get up to celebrate, but I pressed her back down.
"But you still need to be punished. You'd better behave yourself tonight." As I spoke, I thrust my penis into the girl's body, and with a downward thrust, I almost inserted the entire length of my penis.
"Ah, Brother Zhu, tonight Ling'er will accept whatever punishment you want. You are Ling'er's master. Enjoy Ling'er's body to your heart's content." The girl recklessly and frantically responded to the onslaught of my penis, her slender waist swaying and rotating to increase my pleasure. Her hair was disheveled and flying wildly, her back was covered in fragrant sweat, and Ling'er desperately shook her
jade buttocks, slapping against me with a slapping sound. Seeing that Ling'er had no strength left, I turned her over, grabbed her ankles, and thrust my penis in again, continuing my assault. With each thrust, Ling'er's little feet curled up tightly, forming cute creases in the center of her soles. I grabbed her two snow-white little feet and licked them incessantly. The feet, covered in saliva, looked even more lewd, with glistening strands of silk forming between her toes.
I couldn't resist this little vixen any longer. I pressed my hand against the girl's slender waist and began thrusting wildly. This unrestrained, vigorous thrusting clearly aroused Ling'er, causing her to scream loudly one moment and cry out in pain the next. The candlelight in the room seemed to brighten and intensify, influenced by the atmosphere between us…

Chapter Four:

Midnight.
My room was a mess. Ling'er, sticky and exhausted, was fast asleep, a sweet, satisfied smile on her face, covered in semen. She must be having a good dream. I carefully covered her with a sheet and went out—my master had just come looking for me.
On the rooftop, the night was as still as water.
"Master, did you need something?" I asked, looking at my master sitting on the eaves beside me.
"Yes, you brat, Ling'er is my only precious daughter. You'd better treat her well from now on." My master's face was full of love and longing when he mentioned his daughter. I knew he was thinking about his master's wife again. Ling'er had said that Master used to often tell her how much she resembled her mother…
“Yes, I will,” I said solemnly. I don't like to make grand promises, even if I'm very confident I can keep them. The “forever” I said to Ling'er that night was already one of my few vows, and now I have another one: “I will.”
“I believe in you, which is why I didn't stop you from seeing Ling'er. I came to talk to you about something else today.” Master knew my character well and didn't mind my simple answer.
“What is it, Master?” I've been in the thief's guild for almost a year, and apart from instructing me in martial arts and thieving techniques every day, Master rarely consults me about anything. “What are your plans for the future?” Master didn't mention Ling'er, but I knew he was actually asking about our future plans.
"Master, please forgive my bluntness, but although our thieves' sect has a resounding reputation in the martial arts world, and our business is thriving, the unique nature of our sect is a fatal limitation when it comes to development."
I've pondered this problem for a long time. I joined the thieves' sect because I was desperate, and besides, the sect only steals from wealthy families and doesn't do anything morally reprehensible. But if I truly want to accomplish something great, it's absolutely not something I can do within the thieves' sect.
"Sigh, if only your senior brothers and sisters had your foresight. Whenever the topic of future development comes up, your senior brothers get all fired up shouting 'Make it bigger and stronger!' Hmph, I personally founded the Thieves' Guild, and with my own skills, I've developed it into what it is today in just ten years. But why didn't I expand its scale and grow the guild stronger afterward? Our Thieves' Guild is different from other guilds. Although they've done just as many wicked things as we have, the righteous stand in broad daylight, while the demonic guild operates with an iron-fisted policy. Those of us who are neither entirely righteous nor entirely evil, yet have a sensitive influence on all the major guilds, are like a... [unclear - possibly a metaphor or a metaphor]..." "A thin dagger, dangerous yet fragile. Maintaining the current situation puts the various sects at ease, yet they also fear the role we can play. Most importantly, we haven't blocked the financial paths of either the legitimate or illegitimate worlds, so no one harbors any ambitions towards us. Winning offers no benefit, and if we find an opportunity to retaliate, we'll be in deep trouble. But to become powerful, to become the common enemy of both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds, no matter how skilled you are, you can't defeat the heroes of the world."
My master's words filled me with increasing admiration. Although I could also see the problems with unconventional development, I would never analyze it so clearly and thoroughly.
"I'm telling you all this to tell you that I brought Ling'er into the thieves' world so I could take care of her nearby; it was a last resort. So, whatever path you want to take with Ling'er in the future, I will support you." My master's words warmed my heart; having such a venerable father-in-law was truly a good thing.
"Come, spar with your master." After sighing, my master's spirits lifted, and he beckoned me over.
"He's going to use me as practice," I muttered to myself as I reluctantly moved over.
"Whoosh!" Without warning, I accelerated from my slow pace, the dagger flashing out and slashing towards my master's throat like lightning.
"Heh, this strike lacks power, but the control of your spirit is truly superb, good!" My master merely dodged the attack with a slight movement, then threw a punch at the opening in my chest created by the full-force attack.
There was no time to dodge. I accelerated again, my shoulder meeting my master's fist, simultaneously shifting my grip on the dagger to a reverse grip and thrusting it back at his vitals. It seemed like suicide, but by striking his shoulder before his fist could reach its full force, he would at most suffer a comminuted fracture, but my dagger would certainly kill him. There was no other way; I didn't want to resort to such underhanded tactics, but my opponent was a grandmaster, so this was the only option.
A look of appreciation flashed in my master's eyes as he stepped aside, essentially giving up on this round. He had been forced into a very passive position; although his profound skill allowed him to easily defeat me, it certainly wouldn't have been a respectable victory.
"Your talent for martial arts is extremely high, but it's a pity you only started learning at almost twenty. Otherwise, I could definitely train you into a peerless master. Alas. However, at your current pace, with a few years of hard training, you can still enter the ranks of first-rate masters."
My master was sometimes pleased and sometimes regretful; it seems he truly considers me his son-in-law.
Actually, I really wanted to tell him that my true talent lies in computers, and that making a living through fighting and killing is a dead end. I would be content to be an ordinary master. After
seeing my master off, I went to the bathhouse alone. The bathhouse of the Thieves' Gate had a flowing hot spring underneath, with a constant temperature all year round, which was good for strengthening the body. After conquering Ling'er for nearly three hours that night, I sparred with my master. Although it was only two short moves, it almost used up all my strength. A hot bath was the best solution.
Sun Ping'er, the senior disciple of the Thieves' Guild, had been feeling very disoriented lately. Every night, the faint, mournful moans of Ling'er emanating from the depths of the inner courtyard burned like wildfire within her heart and body, forcing her to secretly soothe herself with her fingers, afraid of waking her sleeping husband. It was unbearable.
Tonight, the sounds from the inner courtyard were particularly intense; Ling'er's moans, as if she were being tortured by a demon to the point of collapse, lasted for a full three hours. Lying beside her husband, she had already secretly reached orgasm twice with her fingers, feeling hot and uncomfortable all over, so she went to the bathroom to wash herself.
Soaking in the spacious bathroom, Sun Ping'er finally felt a sense of relaxation. Only in this misty environment did she feel at peace. The warm spring water soothed her entire body, and Sun Ping'er, aroused by the heat, splashed her legs in the tub.
"Click." Suddenly, the bathtub door was pushed open. Sun Ping'er was startled, but because of the thick steam, she couldn't see who it was, and stood frozen in the tub, unsure what to do.
Seeing a figure approaching, she vaguely recognized it as a man. Startled, Sun Ping'er quickly submerged herself in the water, gently leaning against the corner of the bath. The bath, built along the hot spring, had a rugged shape, so she wasn't afraid of being seen.
Seeing the man's naked body, Sun Ping'er felt her breath catch in her throat. "Heavens, it's my junior brother! Why is he at the bath so late?"
I stepped into the pool, wiping away the bodily fluids from my lovemaking with Ling'er. They had already scabbed over on my body, in patches. This little girl had a peculiar constitution; the fluids she secreted when she rode me and manipulated my penis would even stick to my entire body.
"Heavens, his penis is so huge! How can Ling'er endure serving him every day?" Sun Ping'er looked at the enormous penis swaying not far in front of her, her heart pounding as if it were about to leap out of her mouth.
"If this were to penetrate me, then…" Sun Ping'er felt a tremor run through her body, a chill running between her legs, and her body went limp like mud.
Just imagining it was enough to bring her to climax. Sun Ping'er really didn't know what it would feel like to have that thing throbbing inside her. She slowly examined the man in front of her. A strong body, high-set pectoral muscles, a broad back, perfect deltoids, clearly defined six-pack abs, a high-perched buttocks, and strong thighs. She had never imagined that a man's body could be so beautiful, so irresistible, arousing the most primal desires. Unconsciously, Sun Ping'er's fingers slipped between her legs, kneading incessantly...
I've been thinking about what my master said last night. It's been a year since I came to the Spring and Autumn Era. I no longer expect those irresponsible moderators from sexins.ex to turn me back to the modern world. Even if they could, I wouldn't want to leave behind the charming and lovely Ling'er...
But when it comes to the future, what kind of life do I really want to live? In this unfamiliar era, the future feels completely uncertain. Feeling a bit tired, I soaked in hot water, applied a hot towel to my face, and drifted off to sleep. The future... it really is hard to find.
In a daze, I don't know when it happened, but a warm, soft foot began to caress my penis from the water. Had Ling'er woken up and come looking for me? The two battles that night were exhausting, and Ling'er had been making me feel very comfortable, so I contentedly let her little feet serve me.
Sun Ping'er felt like she must be going crazy.
"Oh my god, I actually put my foot on my junior brother's penis!" In that instant, Sun Ping'er felt her blood freeze.
"Drip, drip..." After a while, apart from her junior brother's steady breathing, the only sound in the bathhouse was the soft patter of water droplets falling from the ceiling. Sun Ping'er finally relaxed. She was very clever, and after a little thought, she realized that her junior brother had mistaken her for Ling'er. Her heart finally settled back down.
After relaxing, the sensation from her foot became even more pronounced. Her penis, under the caress of her foot, had become erect and menacing, the feeling of hardness and heat spreading throughout her body. Sun Ping'er felt she could no longer resist the feeling. Her long, slender fingers moved incessantly between her legs, and her small feet, resting on my penis, became restless, her five toes gently caressing and kneading my glans, her delicate soles sliding up and down my large penis.
I increasingly felt that Ling'er was doing a good job with her feet today, and my penis grew even larger.
The throbbing veins on my penis tugged at Sun Ping'er's nerves like harp strings. Lost in a frenzy of desire, she placed her other smooth little foot on my penis, her soles alternating between rubbing it up and down, her ten rosy toes teasing and swirling around the glans. The intense pleasure was no less than that from Ling'er's skillful hands. One of her feet nimbly slid down to my crotch, gently kneading my scrotum.
"Ling'er, sit here." I was aroused, but comfortably lying in the water, unwilling to move, I pointed to my thick penis being caressed by her two smooth, white feet.
"Mmm..." Seeing what I was pointing to, Sun Ping'er couldn't help but moan.
"No, if I sit on it, my life is over! I can't..." Sun Ping'er cried out inwardly, tears welling in her eyes. But her body, driven by desire, slowly rose and walked over. Slowly removing the towel covering her body, Sun Ping'er casually flicked off the lamp by the pool.
The bathroom was plunged into complete darkness.
Sun Ping'er slowly reached for my shoulder, supporting my body as she dipped her trembling hand into the water.
Finally, her small hand grasped my thick, hard penis. The penis throbbed powerfully in her hand, stimulating her until she trembled all over; she had completely lost the ability to think. Impatient
, and sensing no movement from Ling'er in the darkness, I removed the towel from my face, sat up, and pulled Ling'er close, guiding her buttocks as I deeply inserted my penis into her cavity.
"Ugh...mmm..." The moment my penis entered her, Sun Ping'er quickly covered her mouth, afraid to cry out. "God...so...so deep!" Stimulated, Sun Ping'er arched her back, her supple body seemingly breaking. In my dazed state, I wrapped Ling'er's legs around my waist, firmly holding the girl's slender waist and thrusting wildly. I felt that Ling'er seemed different this time during lovemaking.
I thrust my hips rapidly, my penis moving in and out of the girl's body. The feeling of my entire penis being tightly enveloped, the tender flesh inside her cavity seemingly sucking at me, was incredibly wonderful, yet strangely unfamiliar.
I snapped back to reality: "This can't be Ling'er, then who could it be…" Although my mind raced with calculations, my movements didn't stop; instead, the force of my thrusts intensified, each time hitting the girl's uterus with a resounding slap. "Ah!… Mmm…" Sun Ping'er finally couldn't help but cry out, but she was already delirious from my thrusting and didn't notice.
I recognized my senior sister's voice. While continuing my vigorous assault on her soft, smooth body, I tried to think of a solution.
Clearly, my senior sister was bathing when I barged in, and I had mistaken her for Ling'er. If this were exposed, it would be bad for everyone in the thieves' guild. I had to keep it a secret, and since my senior sister seemed fine, I decided to go along with it.
Having made my decision, I relaxed and began to fully enjoy the beauty beneath me. My senior sister's body was more mature than Ling'er's, and during the intense sex, she exuded a captivating milky fragrance. Thinking of her usual graceful and dignified appearance, and hearing her moans and cries beneath me, a mixture of ecstasy and madness, I finally couldn't hold back. After a series of intense thrusts inside her, I quickly pulled my penis out and shoved it into her mouth.
"Drink it, Ling'er," I said, pressing her head down and trembling as I ejaculated all my semen into her mouth.
Sun Ping'er, still somewhat conscious amidst the ecstasy, knew she was playing the role of Ling'er in the darkness, so she disregarded the shameful act and swallowed all the semen I had ejaculated into her mouth in large gulps.
"Glug, glug..." The sound of my senior sister swallowing semen was exceptionally clear in the darkness. This lewd sound made me want to ride on my charming senior sister again immediately, but remembering that it was almost dawn, I suppressed my desire and got up to wipe myself and get dressed.
After I finished dressing in the dark, I said to my senior sister, who was slightly awake from her orgasm, "Ling'er, you were so sweet tonight that you melted me. I have to go out of the city to take care of some things and won't be back until noon. You should wash up and go back to your room to sleep. I'll be going now." I left in a hurry without giving my senior sister, who was lying in the darkness, a chance to reply.
After hearing me say these words and leave, Sun Ping'er finally felt completely relieved. She lay lazily by the pool, recalling the wonderful feeling of her passionate entanglement with her junior brother. Hearing my praise for her performance, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart.
He licked the remaining semen from his lips, savoring it slowly, and murmured, "Junior Sister and Junior Brother make love like this every day. If it were me, even if we could only spend ten days together, it would be worth dying for..." Thinking of his earlier praise of her, he felt he might have served Junior Brother better in bed than Ling'er. Ling'er could enjoy this soul-consuming pleasure every day, something he would never experience again, and he felt a pang of heartache, so much envy and jealousy of his delicate and lovely junior sister...

Chapter Five:

Early morning in Jijing was already bustling with activity. Merchants from the north and south were shouting as they prepared to pack their bags and set off, a lively scene of people and horses.
I casually found a noodle stall and ate breakfast, not knowing where to go for a stroll. To avoid being noticed by my senior sister, I decided to wander until noon before returning.
At this moment, several luxurious carriages slowly drove up. Luxurious carriages were everywhere in Jijing, but what caught my attention was Fang Shiming. This guy rode a tall horse and galloped over, clearly having seen me beforehand.
"Brother Fang," I greeted Fang Shiming, who was on horseback, with a cupped-fist salute. "Are you leaving the city so early?" Just one more street north was the north gate of Jijing.
"Ha, Brother Zhu, what a coincidence! Some of my elders are getting bored in the city and would like to go to Shidu to relax. If you're free, would you mind coming with me?" Fang Shiming dismounted as he approached, pulling me along with a smile.
"Very well, then I'll have to trouble my elders." Rather than wasting time in the city, I'd rather go for a walk with him.
"Haha, no problem at all. A man like Brother Zhu, wherever he goes, gives people a feeling of warmth and comfort. How could it be considered a bother?" Fang Shiming was pleased with my quick agreement. He turned and told his servants to bring me a fine horse, and several carriages set off again.
Unlike the flat plains south of Jijing, north of Jijing, after traveling for half an hour, we entered the treacherous Yanling Mountains.
It was early summer, the mountains were verdant, the ponds were clear, and the willows were fresh—a scene brimming with life. The scenery along the way lifted my spirits. After rounding a few bends in the mountain path, a wave of mist rushed towards me, followed by the thunderous roar of a waterfall. In the distance, a waterfall cascaded down between the cliffs, plunging into a deep pool below, its power awe-inspiring. Not far from us, at a higher elevation, stood a pavilion, offering respite from the mist and a panoramic view of this magnificent spectacle—clearly our destination.
The servants had already cleaned the pavilion and prepared fruits and snacks. The group emerged from the carriage, pointing and chatting as they approached the pavilion. "Father," Fang Shiming introduced me to the group, speaking first to a robust-looking elderly man.
"This is my new friend, Zhu Di. We met by chance when we left the city, and he invited me here." "I am Zhu Di. I have met General Fang. Your renown is widespread, and it is truly an honor to meet you." Although Yan relied on the towering mountains in the northwest as a natural barrier to withstand the large-scale invasions of the Xiongnu, the other neighboring tribes and states to the east—the Jurchen, Xianbei, Bohai, and Goryeo—all coveted the warm and prosperous Central Plains to the south. However, they were all wary of Yan's elite "Eleventh Valiant Army" and its commander, Fang Shang, and dared not act rashly, thus preserving peace in northern Yan. Twenty years ago, the Xiongnu in the north, allied with the Western Di, launched a large-scale invasion southward. The two Zhou garrison armies in the north, caught completely off guard, suffered heavy losses and were scattered. The Xiongnu-Di allied forces advanced directly towards Luoyang. While the Zhou emperor organized resistance, he urgently summoned troops from various states to come to the aid of the king. At this time, the Spring and Autumn Period was still very concerned about the aid of the king and dispatched troops to help. However, the distant water could not quench the immediate fire. It was clear that the Xiongnu-Di allied forces were about to reach Luoyang, the capital of Zhou. Most of the reinforcements were still rushing on their way. The few reinforcements that arrived were like stones thrown into the sea when faced with the huge cavalry force that came and went like the wind. The troops of a few thousand were swallowed up by the iron hooves of the Xiongnu.

After Fang Shang received the order to defend the king, he promised to grant the Yan Eleventh Cavalry Army a heavy reward for passing through a tribe of the Xianbei. They marched day and night, covering a thousand miles, and stormed into the rear of the Xiongnu. Those left behind were mostly elderly, women, and children, who were no match for the powerful cavalry. The Yan Eleventh Cavalry Army plundered and destroyed the Xiongnu's rear with impunity. Meanwhile, Fang Shang led his elite troops from the north to the Zhou border, where they gathered the remnants of the Zhou border garrison and ambushed the Xiongnu's returning army. The Xiongnu forces, eager to return home to fight the fire, were decimated. The Xiongnu leader was nearly killed in action, only surviving thanks to the desperate protection of his guards.
The Xiongnu were severely weakened in this battle and did not launch any large-scale military operations for twenty years. The Di people, who had withdrawn their army at the beginning of the unfavorable situation, infuriated the various Xiongnu tribes, who vowed to never reconcile with these treacherous individuals, and there was no possibility of future alliances. Fang Shang rose to fame after his battle with the Eleventh Army, and subsequently made numerous outstanding contributions, which enabled the Fang family to rise from a second-rate aristocratic family to become the second most powerful family in Yan.
Although I had only been in Yan for a year, his name was already widely known.
"Haha, good, good, from now on it's your era, young people. Why bring up the past of this old man?" Fang Shang thought to himself that although his son usually appeared gentle and refined, he was actually extremely arrogant. He only had a handful of people he truly respected in Yanjing. Now, seeing me dressed in plain clothes, his conversation with me showed none of the timidity or obsequiousness others had shown him. Coupled with his neither humble nor arrogant demeanor, the praise he received was pleasant to hear, unlike the unpleasant flattery of those entertainers. He must be no ordinary person.
Soon, everyone took their seats in the pavilion, and I greeted everyone one by one through Fang Shiming's introduction. Shangguan Xue and Fang Ru also arrived in the carriage. Seeing me there, they not only greeted me but also asked why I hadn't brought Ling'er along, threatening to complain next time they saw me.
This gave me a headache. Just then, a few people got off the last carriage. I glanced over and broke out in a cold sweat. Weren't these the girl I drugged and raped during my last theft, and that unfortunate man?
"Damn it..." I pretended to casually check the weather and secretly gave the sky the middle finger—if I died here today, I'd haunt those Sexinsex administrators even as a ghost...
I remembered his name was Zheng Tianyuan. I saw the four of them walking towards the pavilion. I looked around for escape routes and slowly began to warm up, preparing to fight my way out.
But that damned Fang Shiming pulled me over to introduce himself. I forced myself to appear as innocent and kind as possible, trying not to let anyone see any connection between me and criminals. "Haha, Nephew Zhu, you're too kind..."
After the introductions, Zheng Tianyuan seemed oblivious to everything. He seemed quite pleased with my compliments and sat down with a smile. I'm good at reading people, and upon closer inspection, I realized Zheng Tianyuan genuinely didn't recognize me. Whether he remembered what happened that night was unknown, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't make a scene. The girl I drugged and raped, however, seemed confused in her eyes, making me uneasy.
"Hehe, Sister Ru, I haven't seen you for a while. If my father and I hadn't come together, I probably wouldn't have seen you at all," a young man who looked like a spoiled brat said, sitting down next to me, Shi Ming, Fang Ru, and Shangguan Xue. He smiled obsequiously at Fang Ru.
I noticed displeasure in the eyes of the people around us; they clearly didn't like him. Based on Fang Shiming's introduction, the Zheng family has served the royal family for nearly a century, recruiting numerous disciples and wielding considerable power in the Yan Kingdom. Although they have never been the most powerful family in Yan, no one dares to underestimate their influence. This man is Zheng Baoliang, Zheng Tianyuan's eldest son. Although somewhat frivolous, he is quite capable, so it's likely he will lead the Zheng family next.
"Young Master Zheng is very busy, how could Fang Ru bother you? It's me who often mentions Young Master Zheng, I suppose you miss him dearly," Fang Ru said with a serious and rigid demeanor.
This girl has such a face? She looks like an ice queen, completely different from the innocent and carefree girl she is with me. She's more like a diplomat who speaks with impeccable composure. I really underestimated her. I thought, looking at the girl sitting beside me, exuding an aura of aloofness.
Seeing my confused look, Fang Ru glanced at me, a hint of smugness and mischief flashing in her eyes, finally revealing a little of her true nature.
"Haha, I've missed Brother Fang terribly too." Zheng Baoliang realized his lapse in composure, but every time he saw the stunningly beautiful Fang Ru, he lost all composure. He forced himself to resist the chance to get closer to the beauty and greeted Fang Shiming instead.
Although Fang Shiming disliked Zheng Baoliang, the two families were allies in the military and political circles of Yan, so he didn't want to give him a hard time and exchanged pleasantries with Zheng Baoliang.
I was left out and was just trying to calm myself down when Fang Ru came over: "Brother Zhu, I had so much fun drinking with you yesterday! I was planning to go see you again today, but Father dragged me here to admire the scenery. I was so angry, but then Brother brought you here instead, hehe."
"Alright, let's go drinking another day, but you always order a whole table of food, I'm afraid I can't afford to treat you."
Drinking with such a beauty was truly a great pleasure in life, so I naturally agreed.
"Hmph, you're not allowed to use that to tease her. At most, I'll just order two dishes like Ling'er from now on. She's already calling you 'brother,' and you keep calling me 'this humble one,' do you dislike Ru'er?" The little girl pouted, insisting I address her as "brother" before she'd be satisfied.
Not far away, Zheng Baoliang watched Fang Ru practically clinging to him, constantly acting coquettishly, and his anger was about to explode. However, Fang Shiming was engrossed in conversation, so he could only half-heartedly offer perfunctory replies, unable to escape the situation.
Once everyone had gathered, Fang Shang led them on a tour of the surrounding scenic spots, and when the mood struck, they encouraged everyone to compose a poem about the beautiful scenery. Everyone present was learned, and even those who couldn't speak fluently could compose something quite good after a moment's thought. Shangguan Xue's poem was the most elegant and fitting, and everyone applauded.
To my surprise, Zheng Baoliang was also proficient in this art, composing a rather outstanding poem, even slightly better than Fang Shiming's. Everyone praised him. It seemed that this person was indeed as Fang Shiming had said; although his actions were somewhat impeccable, he was an extremely talented and capable individual. "Brother Zhu?" Fang Shiming, seeing that I merely joined in the praise without composing a poem, thought that my usual eloquence would not be difficult, so he smiled and asked me.
"Ha, then I shall also humbly offer a poem." After a brief moment of preparation, I shamelessly selected two famous lines from Li Bai's poems that fit the mood and recited them fluently. Combined with my tall figure in a gray blouse, everyone felt that I seemed to blend into the beautiful scenery, exuding an indescribable grandeur yet also a carefree spirit as if I were about to ride the wind away.
The crowd savored my lines like fine wine for a long time before erupting in applause. In this era, with virtually no other forms of entertainment, composing poetry was practically the only refined pastime for aristocratic families. A good poem could spread throughout the land within a month, and outstanding poets were often more talented than today's superstars.
"Excellent! Excellent! I never imagined that my nephew Zhu could compose such a grand and unrestrained poem at such a young age. It's clear you possess a vast and profound understanding!" Fang Shang, though a military general, also came from an aristocratic family and was quite discerning. He pulled me
aside and showered me with praise. Fang Ru listened, completely captivated, practically wanting to be glued to me. She kept complaining that I didn't treat her like family, that I kept such talent hidden. She didn't realize this was only our second meeting; how could she possibly have time for that? Even the girl named Lian'er, whom I had drugged and raped, looked at me with rapist eyes. I was afraid she would remember something, so I avoided her gaze.
At noon, everyone set up their meal in the pavilion. Although Zheng Baoliang occasionally bothered Fang Ru, he didn't dare to go too far, and the meal went smoothly.
Seeing that it was getting late, and not having said goodbye to Ling'er before leaving, fearing she would worry, I decided to return home after the meal despite everyone's attempts to persuade me to stay. Fang Shiming couldn't get away, so he apologized and told me to ride back ahead. Fang Ru, however, was also complaining that she was bored and wanted to come back to Jijing with me. Helpless, Fang Shiming could only say to me, "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Zhu."
So I let Fang Ru's carriage take me back.
The carriage was moving rather slowly, so I had to patiently walk alongside it, idly enjoying the scenery.
"Brother Zhu." After walking for a while, Fang Ru poked her little head out of the carriage window and waved to me. "Ru'er seems to have twisted her ankle when she got in the carriage, could you come up and take a look?" she whispered in my ear as I approached.
After tying my horse to the back of the carriage, I got into Fang Ru's carriage. A girlish fragrance wafted towards me. The interior was spacious and extremely comfortable and feminine, clearly Fang Ru's personal carriage.
"Which ankle?" I asked, closing the door behind me.
"Both seem to be twisted." Fang Ru said pitifully, pouting, as she stretched her two white, bare feet, without socks, onto my lap.
A strange fragrance wafted over, and I calmed myself, gently grasping one of her smooth little feet and massaging it. "Does it hurt, Ru'er?"
"Ah!" The young girl cried out softly, her long, beautiful legs trembling, whether from pain or embarrassment, I couldn't tell. Her beautiful face flushed, and her eyes seemed to be brimming with tears.
"Hmm, it doesn't hurt much. Brother Pig is massaging very comfortably. Massage Ru'er a little longer..." As she spoke, she took a bottle of blood-activating and stasis-removing medicinal oil from a small box beside her and handed it to me, already unable to contain her shyness.
I carefully applied the medicinal oil to Fang Ru's little feet, spreading it evenly. Her entire foot immediately revealed a luscious sheen, shimmering and incredibly slippery. My breathing quickened as I watched, barely managing to suppress any other thoughts, and I began to massage Fang Ru's feet gently.
"Ah! Mmm, Brother Zhu, you're making me feel so uncomfortable yet so good." Fang Ru moaned softly as I massaged her feet. Her smooth, white feet trembled and curled in my hands, her five cute little toes sometimes hooked together, sometimes spread wide apart.
"Be good, you're going to hurt yourself if you keep moving your feet around." I tried my best not to think about the alluring girl in front of me, focusing on massaging her two beautifully shaped feet.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the car became extremely ambiguous, with only Fang Ru's breaths, which sounded like both discomfort and pleasure, and her barely audible moans.
"Mmm, Brother Zhu," the girl said sweetly, teasing the inside of my thick thigh with one of her small feet, "What did Ling'er mean when she said you did it on her last time?"
"Be good, or brother won't massage you anymore." I used the last of my reason to pull back the oily little foot that was teasing my crotch.
"Isn't Ru'er being good? Then Brother Zhu, whatever you want Ru'er to do, Ru'er will listen to you, okay?" Fang Ru said as she removed her silk robe. Just as I looked up, the girl had taken off her underpants, revealing her naked body, her flesh radiating a lustrous glow, as she slowly climbed onto me.
"Ru'er also wants to be as good as Sister Ling'er, but Ru'er doesn't know anything. Brother Zhu, will you teach Ru'er?"
The girl timidly straddled my lap, her fragrant breasts pressing against my chest.
"But Ru'er..." I tried desperately to find a reason to prevent things from escalating further, but the girl had already taken my hand and placed it between her legs, swallowing my fingers with her wet, slippery opening, clumsily stroking them. Since
things had come to this, I shouldn't play dumb anymore. I took off my clothes and beckoned the aroused girl beside me to come over.
Seeing my well-proportioned physique and strong muscles, Fang Ru's breathing quickened, and she almost went limp. "Brother Zhu, your body is so beautiful. No wonder Ling'er clings to you so much. Oh my god, your thing is so big, it really wants to..." Fang Ru exclaimed when she saw my erect, thick penis.
"If Ru'er is scared, then we won't..." I said, deliberately showing the girl the size of my penis.
"Mmm..." Before I could finish speaking, the girl opened her rosy cherry lips and took the tip of my egg-sized penis into her mouth, gently sucking on it.
"Ah, Ru'er, your mouth is so charming. It seems that I'm doomed by you today." I teased her while enjoying the delicate service of her mouth. Fang Ru glanced at me seductively, then continued to bury her head in her mouth to care for my penis.
I lay down comfortably, ignoring the girl's shyness and resistance, turned her body into a 69 position, spread her untouched buttocks with my hands, and began to lick her vulva with my tongue. "Ah! Oh God, no, you can't lick there, Ru, Ru can't take it!" The girl, suddenly stimulated, spat out my penis and begged for mercy in a trembling voice.
I ignored Fang Ru, my strong arms tightly wrapped around the girl's slender waist, firmly holding Ru'er's beautiful little buttocks in place, and continued to play with her vulva with my fingers and tongue. Occasionally, I would insert the tip of my tongue into the girl's anus to tease her, stimulating the girl to cry out and beg for mercy. In order to teach her a lesson for tricking me, I was determined to give her a little lesson, and my tongue teased her two holes even more vigorously.
"Ah!..." Finally, after a scream, the girl collapsed weakly on me, her little buttocks trembling slightly, and a lot of clear mucus flowed from her vulva, covering my face.
I rolled over and pressed myself against the girl, who was lost in the pleasure of her orgasm. I pressed my slick, saliva-covered penis against her entrance and thrust it in. The girl beneath me trembled slightly but remained unconscious. I slowly began to thrust inside her. Because she had just climaxed, her body was incredibly lubricated. Although my penis was tightly enveloped by her virgin body, it still moved smoothly.
With my movements, her vaginal fluid mixed with traces of blood flowed down between her thighs, dripping onto the white cloth. Only then did I notice the incongruity of the white cloth with the other furnishings in the carriage. It must have been specially prepared by the girl for this moment. An overwhelming feeling of love welled up within me, and my thrusts became even gentler and more skillful. The girl beneath me slowly awoke, feeling the wondrous sensation of my penis inside her, and couldn't help but moan softly.
"Ah, good brother, now Ru'er is yours. From now on, Ru'er wants brother to play with me like this every day! Ah! So, so deep!" The girl, who had just woken up, had only managed a few coquettish words before her reason was overwhelmed by the pleasure my penis brought her, and she was lost in wave after wave of orgasms.
What should have been a journey of less than an hour took us two hours, during which time we were naturally very affectionate. Ru'er, who was experiencing love for the first time, couldn't withstand the onslaught. After climaxing on the girl twice, I held her and used my hands and tongue to make Fang Ru climax several more times. Feeling that she hadn't satisfied me because of herself, Fang Ru used all her skills to tease and arouse my still hard and thick penis with other parts of her body, giving me
a rather unique pleasure. After the lovemaking subsided, Fang Ru tidied up the messy carriage a little, cleaned the sticky semen off her body, carefully put away the blood-stained white cloth, changed into a new set of silk clothes, and regained her pure and innocent cuteness.
I was overjoyed and pulled her into my arms. "My dear Ru'er, when did you fall in love with your brother?"
"Hmph, who loves you? Shameless!" The little girl wrinkled her nose cutely and hugged me tightly. "I fell in love with your handsome and dashing appearance the first time I saw you. You were so stingy when you invited such a beautiful and lovely Ling'er to dinner. Hehe, you don't know how envious I was of Ling'er back then. If I could stay by your side every day, I would be willing to not even eat steamed buns."
Hearing the deep affection of the beauty in my arms, my penis, which had just subsided, gradually became erect again, scaring the girl in my arms into screaming for mercy...
Amidst my triumphant laughter, Fang Ru's luxurious carriage headed towards Jijing City.

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