Journey to Xiliang

Along the ancient road of Xiliang, the hurried sound of horses' hooves echoed, startling the crows foraging by the roadside into a flurry of activity. But
in an instant silence returned, just as it had been moments before. Only a few tattered crow feathers and
heavy hoofprints remained on the ground.
Two figures rode on the galloping horses, the last rays of the setting sun scattering across their faces, and also across
the path of their fellow travelers, though the light was faint.
The dim sky was covered with thick clouds, obscuring the sun's rays and their disheveled faces.
A bleak autumn wind blew, making the bare trees by the roadside appear even more wretched. Their hearts, like those pitiful withered
leaves, drifted and swayed in the chilly autumn wind, clinging to the only remaining connection, only to find it all in vain.
"Brother Xiao, I'm a little scared!"
"Don't be afraid, Sister Yao, I'm here for you. Don't worry, I won't let you leave me!"
The man's determination and the woman's melancholy formed a stark contrast, though the determination seemed out of place,
while the hint of sorrow suited the desolation after the harvest.
Not a single traveler could be seen on the ancient road anymore; the fading sunset had disappeared. A lone rider and two passengers
continued their journey home, but the darkness of night would inevitably hinder their progress; it was already dark.
"Sister Yao, let's make do here for the night!" Yun Xiao pointed to
a and said softly.
Cai Yao snapped out of her thoughts. Looking at the ancient, quiet, and secluded temple ahead, she felt a pang of resistance.
Having grown accustomed to a carefree life like a little princess, she had become unusually exhausted these past few days.
Although , she also missed the feeling of home—the warmth of her mother,
the gentleness of her father, the adorable and mischievous maids, and the familiar flowers and trees.
Eager to return home, she wanted to refuse Yun Xiao's request, but in the instant she looked up, she saw
the weariness in his eyes. Thinking of her beloved's tenderness, care, and attentiveness over the past few days, his sheltering back and strong, resilient
body were clearly showing signs of strain.
Her words changed, "Yes, Brother Xiao, whatever you say!"
Yun Xiao had expected the willful girl to defy him again, but this time she didn't.
He looked at the beautiful woman in his arms with surprise, quickly realizing the underlying reason. A young girl's thoughts
weren't hard for him to understand; a solitary bee admiring its own beauty amidst a riot of flowers was a classic description of his past.
Yun Xiao shook his head and smiled wryly, "Yao-mei, you little brat, you still want to fool me? Hehe!"
Yun Xiao had once again seen through Cai Yao's thoughts, and she felt a surge of angry frustration. Why was he always able to
see through her? Why did he always call her a little brat? She didn't understand, nor did she want to understand; loving and hating fiercely was her
true nature.
"You stinky Xiao-ge, you bad Xiao-ge, I'm ignoring you! You're always like this, you're bullying me!"
Cai Yao pouted, her face turned away, leaving Yun Xiao with only her long, black
hair scattered by the wind.
Yun Xiao didn't say anything, but simply smoothed Cai Yao's hair with his large hand, then tightly embraced the beautiful woman in his arms.
The autumn wind was still cold, but Cai Yao's heart was warm. She loved the man behind her, loved every little thing
he did for her, and didn't pursue his playful words, only cherishing the unspoken understanding in their hearts.
A neighing sound, dust billowed, and a snow-white horse stopped before the tightly closed gates of the ancient temple.
Yun Xiao dismounted and gently lifted Cai Yao down. His tenderness froze in that moment, and
the moon, which had only peeked out, shyly hid behind the clouds again.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
Yun Xiao began knocking on the red-lacquered wooden latch. Dark red sawdust fell with the sound
, instantly swallowed by the dust as if it had never been there.
"Is anyone there? Is anyone home?"
After a long while, no new sound came, only the incessant knocking.
Yun Xiao shook his head, a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He could only smile bitterly, "Looks like a
long-abandoned temple. Our luck is really bad!"
Although it was only a fleeting thought, the sharp-eyed Cai Yao noticed the subtle change.
She went over and hugged Yun Xiao's broad waist from behind, pressing her small head tightly against his back,
her sweet, musky breath spraying onto him. But she didn't say a word.
Yun Xiao, of course, knew the girl's feelings. With a swift movement of his remaining left hand, he pulled her petite figure
close to him, his bright eyes gazing at the clear pool of water, remaining silent for a long time.
The intense gaze stirred a ripple in Cai Yao's heart. She felt shy under his gaze,
a . Unsure what to do, she could only lower her head and bury it against his chest, her previously
calm breathing becoming rapid.
"You naughty brother Xiao, how can you look at someone like that? You're so bad!"
The oblivious girl made conversation, unaware that Yun Xiao was also feeling uneasy. A budding woman's body was
right before him; any manly man would be moved by such a sight, let alone someone he had longed
for .
However, Yun Xiao was not a reckless man. He understood the importance of knowing when to be
bold and when to restrain himself. This desolate wilderness, this secluded ancient temple, was clearly not an ideal place.
Yun Xiao pushed Cai Yao away from his body, but tightened his grip on her soft hand.
He tidied his hot breath and slowly exhaled.
"Little girl, don't get so close to me, or the big bad wolf might eat you!"
He finished speaking with a sunny smile, Yun Xiao's sunshine seeming
out of place , but the little girl's eyes were full of hope.
The cold autumn wind continued to blow, but neither of them was moved.
Passionate love can melt everything, and this saying was especially true here.
...
The ample dry rations ensured their needs for the journey; they weren't particularly delicious, but they were nutritious
enough .
The burning rotten wood illuminated the space inside, the crackling sound jarring in the quiet night.
Cai Yao, lying on the bedding, was wide awake, as was Yun Xiao behind her.
Both of them felt the same unease, their thoughts different yet on the same thing.
"Brother Xiao, are you asleep?"
"..."
"Brother Xiao!"
Caiyao couldn't help but ask again when Yun Xiao didn't answer.
Yun Xiao still didn't answer. It wasn't that he didn't want to answer, but that he dared not. He was afraid, afraid that his restless
heart would make a mistake.
Cai Yao was a little angry, angry that Yun Xiao went to bed too early.
But when her anger subsided a little, she felt it was wrong of her. Yun Xiao had indeed been very tired these past few days,
taking care of everything, and she had received meticulous care and consideration.
Thinking of this, Cai Yao quietly moved closer to Yun Xiao. The two were already not far apart, and now
the distance completely disappeared, their skin touching.
Yun Xiao still didn't move. He felt Cai Yao's slight movement. At this moment, he was suppressing, suppressing
the fire in his heart, suppressing the desire in his body.
The night in the wilderness and forest was not harmonious.
Several howls came, from the wild beasts in the darkness. The night was no longer peaceful, adding a
touch .
Cai Yao was naturally timid, and the girl from the old palace was obviously frightened.
"Brother Xiao, I'm cold! I'm scared!"
Cai Yao trembled and leaned closer, her voice trembling with tears.
Yun Xiao turned away but didn't answer. This time, he reached out and pulled Cai Yao into his arms, warming her
heart with his body and warding off her fear.
Cai Yao was enveloped in the man's embrace. The howling outside and the chill of the autumn leaves seemed to
fade away , for she knew that as long as this man was there, she was no longer alone, no longer afraid. She liked this feeling.
If time could stand still, she would wish this moment could last forever.
Perhaps it was the warmth of his embrace, or perhaps it was the weariness of her journey, but she grew sleepy.
With her eyes closed, Cai Yao entered a dream world.
The world she had longed for
...
Cai Yao writhed, a joyful smile on her serene face. Little did she know that this happiness was built upon
the suffering of another.
Yun Xiao was on pins and needles. The young girl's youthful body held immense attraction for him, and
this unintentional teasing reignited his suppressed desire, this time even more intensely.
His blood surged with heat, a tingling, electric sensation stimulating his senses. Most
unbearable of all was that his manhood was already aroused, right on the girl's buttocks.
They were only lightly dressed, as even on such an autumn night,
their fur coats provided warmth, and Yun Xiao was a martial artist, a gifted swordsman.
Cai Yao, half-asleep, felt uncomfortable from something hard pressing against her. She instinctively grabbed it, trying to remove it.
But then she sensed something amiss, startled. She opened her sleepy eyes, turning to stare unblinkingly
at Yun Xiao's face, her gaze filled with desire.
Yun Xiao had never seen such a burning gaze from the girl before, and he felt embarrassed, a
rare blush creeping onto his fair face.
Yun Xiao didn't know what to say. He could only cough, reminding the little girl of her recklessness.
But Cai Yao was resolute this time, still holding onto that thing. What Yun Xiao didn't expect was that she
actually boldly began to caress it.
The phallus beneath the thin veil sensed the woman's presence; yin and yang attracted each other, and the consequences were unpredictable.
Yun Xiao knew that this time he had fallen, his heart had fallen, his body had fallen.
The phallus instinctively expressed its owner's desire, his underpants creating a tent, and Cai Yao's small hands
slid back and forth at the top of the tent, teasing the restless thing below.
Yun Xiao let out a low breath, pulling her tightly into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her eyelids.
Cai Yao instinctively closed her eyes.
Yun Xiao's tongue licked her soft skin, saliva wetting her beautiful eyelashes, traveling down, past
her delicate nose, and landing on her two bright red lips.
He inhaled the sweet fragrance, clear and refreshing.
His tongue slipped between her lips, parting her white teeth, searching for its partner.
Caiyao had no experience, relying solely on her body's instincts.
She offered no resistance, acting entirely naturally; her heart had long been open to him, but this time it was
a true opening, a complete opening of heart and body.
The unfamiliar sensation in her mouth carried a familiar scent, and her tongue responded to his.
He was in control, she was submissive.
Like a lilac welcoming its sunlight and feeling its dew.
Four lips met, two smooth, soft tongues intertwined, teasing their bodies, releasing their desires.
She slipped into his trousers, he entered her clothes.
She caressed his penis, he played with her breasts. She stroked his glans,
he teased her nipples.
...
Lips met, tongues intertwined.
Two pleasurable moans escaped their throats, their intoxicated eyes opening again.
"I want..."
"I want..."
Though their bodies were not connected, their hearts were in perfect harmony.
Yun Xiao and Cai Yao almost simultaneously wanted to express their thoughts, but they remained silent, knowing that
perhaps it was better not to use words to convey their feelings at this moment.
The campfire was no longer blazing, but the air inside the hall had become warm.
The autumn wind could extinguish the campfire, but it could not extinguish the flames of desire in their hearts.
Their clothes slipped off in an instant, and the two were finally naked together.
One represented the masculinity of a man.
Beneath his fair face were bronze muscles, every line so harmonious and beautiful.
The organ between his legs could feel the heat within him, the engorged shaft with its veins bulging, the purplish-red tip dazzlingly
bright, and strands of saliva dripping out, crystal clear and eye-catching.
The other symbolized the femininity of a woman.
Smooth, jade-like skin connected to ink-black hair, her pretty face flushed, beads of sweat
hanging , her red lips slightly parted, exhaling a fragrant breath. Beneath her alluring collarbones hung two pear-
shaped breasts, adorned with two delicate pink nipples. A gentle breeze caused the breasts to tremble slightly, making the nipples
appear even firmer and more erect. A playful navel nestled in her abdomen, the smooth skin flawless.
The scenery below her abdomen was even more captivating: lush pubic hair, sparse and forming an inverted triangle,
barely concealing the vibrant pink labia. Dewdrops clung to her pink lips, reflecting the dim firelight.
The glistening, dazzling light captivated
Yun Xiao. He was mesmerized, intoxicated, his engorged member rising even higher, its gaze fixed on that mysterious
peach blossom spring.
Seeing her lover's expression, Cai Yao felt a surge of pride. Lust could mask one's true nature, but
one 's inherent nature could not be changed.
A hint of allure shone in her eyes, her slender hands gently guiding Yun Xiao. In his dazed state
, guided by the goddess of desire, Yun Xiao finally succumbed to her alluring body.
His eyes were filled with lust, devoid of any other thoughts.
He kissed Cai Yao's soft lips,
his kisses moving downwards to her neck and collarbone. Two vibrant buds, ready to bloom, were teased by his wet tongue. His greedy
mouth sucked at the pale pink areolas, like a baby nursing. His large hands grasped her breasts,
squeezing desperately, as if trying to draw out the very essence within. The red finger marks stood out starkly against her white skin.
Caiyao had never experienced such stimulation before. The grip was painful, but her nipples tingled unbearably, as if thousands of
ants were crawling across them. This unusual pain provided relief from the unbearable discomfort.
However, even after the pain subsided, the discomfort returned. She felt the fleshy buds on her nipples growing larger and harder. The left
one fell into his mouth, and the right one responded as well; he only had one mouth.
Her left arm encircled Yunxiao's head, while her right hand involuntarily pinched her own nipples. She couldn't hide
the pleasure emanating from her mouth, and a series of captivating moans danced in the air like notes of joy.
Her lower body gushed with desire, and her tightly closed lips parted slightly, a soft dripping sound echoing
on the stone slab.
Yunxiao, unwilling to merely play with the snow-white orbs in his hand, extended downwards, traversing the untouched virgin
pasture , searching for the pearls of the field, savoring their taste.
With a lick and a suck, the pearl became bright and smooth. He held it in his mouth, afraid it would melt, sucking desperately,
making greedy smacking sounds.
Playful fingers joined in, plucking the strings of her flower-like lips and slapping the drumheads of her buttocks.
Caiyao felt countless electric shocks travel through her spine to her brain; an inexplicable pleasure drove her into
a frenzy . Her jade-like hands pinched the cherries on her breasts, her fair thighs wrapped around Yunxiao's shoulders, unable to extricate herself.
Yunxiao's lust intensified; his penis swelled to its limit, searching for the right opening,
ready to strike.
Suddenly, Yunxiao raised his head. He gave the slightly surprised Caiyao no chance, tossing his long hair,
letting out a low growl, and his penis plunged into a tight, warm vagina.
"Plop!"
A discordant sound rang out, followed by Caiyao's cry of pain.
"Ah...it hurts so much...ah..."
Caiyao felt as if her lower body was being torn apart. The excruciating pain jolted her from her daze. Instinctively, she
began to resist, pushing against the man's body as he advanced. But it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; the enormous foreign object
was completely buried inside her.
At this moment, they were perfectly united, their pubic hair dancing in the wind, the
spots appearing exceptionally bright red.
The throbbing pain in her lower body made Caiyao gasp for breath. She struggled to pull her small hands, which were pinned between them, out.
Yunxiao understood what Caiyao needed most at this moment.
He lowered his head and kissed her, sucking her still-unswollen red lips into his mouth again, his busy hands continuing to tease
the erect nipple.
After the pain subsided, an endless flame ignited, fueling Caiyao's desire.
She gently bit the tongue that wasn't hers, her open eyes filled with crimson fire.
This scene was witnessed by Yunxiao, who was watching her closely.
The goddess's instruction had arrived, and such a fervent believer had to follow it.
The juices seeping from her honeyed cave lubricated the narrow passage, allowing the thrusting penis to enter and exit effortlessly.
Red milky white hues covered the blue veins, but this did not detract from the symphony's beauty. The two
testicles below slapped against the woman's smooth thighs, producing crisp, slapping sounds.
Cai Yao's soft moans and Yun Xiao's heavy breathing, the murmuring of the flowing water, and the slapping sounds of impact
blended into a beautiful melody, lingering in the space.
Cai Yao's body matured at this moment; the girl had become a woman, the subtle beauty beyond
words .
The penis in her flower cave repeatedly visited her core, and after many tireless struggles, it finally opened the
gates tip of the penis burrowed into the unknown cavity, the pleasure of the impact exploding to
its peak in that instant.
The symphony of the musk-like heart came to a close at this moment. Cai Yao's scream of orgasm and Yun Xiao's roar of catharsis erupted
almost simultaneously from their mouths.
The gushing spring water from her core and the surging essence from her eyes merged into a vast white ocean,
slowly flowing from Caiyao's honeyed orifice and gently dripping onto the silent stone slab.
The night was still that autumn night, tranquil yet subtly restless, the autumn wind unchanged.
Only the lovers had become even more serene and beautiful. Yunxiao and Caiyao entered the same dream, a
wonderful space where they chased each other joyfully and carefree, chasing their own happiness and love.
Sweet smiles appeared on both sleeping faces simultaneously, hands clasped, legs pressed together, tightly pressed
together.
The sun rose, a new day dawned, the bright sunlight not belonging to this bleak late autumn, illuminating
the path they had come from, and also illuminating the way back…

[The End]

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/193584.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=193584&aspx=1

Previous Page : Scorching sun breaks through iceberg

Next Page : The struggling female magician

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Journey to Xiliang

comment Open a new window to view comments