[Fantasy] The Lewd Immortal (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter 34 The Dragon Girl's Passion (6)

A soft cry echoed throughout the Purple Bamboo Forest. The Dragon Girl closed her eyes shyly, letting the man do as he pleased. She had tried to suppress the feeling of being gently caressed by her lover, but after closing her eyes, the sensations on her skin became even more intense.

She could feel the man's tongue skillfully sucking on her breasts, which were already stimulated and standing erect. The fleshy peaks, bouncing up and down, were wet and slippery, and the hot, swollen nipples were unbearable even for the Dragon Girl herself. Her cries grew louder and more seductive. She twisted her waist, and her breasts, which had initially tried to escape the man's tongue, were now... Abandoning her struggles, she instead arched her back, allowing Long Ling to fully engulf her tender flower bud.

He first gently licked her nipple with his tongue, then swallowed it whole, sucking hard. The beauty felt a dizzying pleasure, as if she were floating. The dragon girl hooked her arms around Long Ling's neck, desperately pressing his head against her chest, savoring the pleasure of his warm, moist tongue licking her sensitive nipples. Strangely, after the brief moment of pleasure, the emptiness in her heart not only didn't dissipate, but burned even more intensely.

A rapid assault, a mixture of roughness and tenderness, followed... The Dragon Girl, manipulated by Long Ling, was panting and moaning incessantly. The sweet pleasure made her feel lightheaded; her fair thighs sometimes closed tightly, sometimes parted slightly, and warm nectar flowed uncontrollably, forming a trickle on her smooth skin.

The two rolled together on the cool grass, their naked bodies intertwined, rubbing against each other without restraint. The Dragon Girl's cheeks flushed, becoming increasingly rosy and alluring. Unbeknownst to her, her legs had already opened under Long Ling's skillful caresses, her last line of defense completely exposed, awaiting her lover. He plunged in.

As his other hand explored between her beautiful legs, the Dragon Girl finally couldn't resist using her slender arms to tightly embrace Long Ling's back, which had somehow become naked. She gritted her teeth, preparing to endure an even more intense wave of pleasure.

Involuntarily, she raised her legs and wrapped them around Long Ling's waist, her snow-white, round buttocks boldly exploring, welcoming, and trembling. Suddenly, her thighs paused slightly as she bumped into something hot and thick, already erect and ready to burst in.

"Oh...so...so scary..." The Dragon Girl looked curiously at the magical weapon, both shy and timid. She discovered that the imposing and ferocious appearance of the masculine object far exceeded her expectations, filling her with both shock and fear. She was shocked by Long Ling's impressive endowment, and fearful that her small, tender orifice could withstand the entry of that enormous thing.

"Afraid? What's there to be afraid of? You'll be driven to ecstasy in no time..." Long Ling whistled lightly, gently stroking her round and firm buttocks along her graceful curves, while simultaneously nibbling on her plump, fragrant breasts. It

was easy for Long Ling to find the spot he was looking for. Following the cleft, he found a fleshy mound, both raised and recessed, covered with sparse, downy hair. He touched the recessed crevice, which was already soaking wet. The crevice was wide open with desire, and his fingers easily touched the hot, trembling, flower-like tender flesh inside, causing the slippery, lustful fluids to seep out incessantly.

The girl shifted restlessly, and Long Ling's mouth and hands, like magicians, transported her to a blissful paradise. His mouth left the saliva-soaked breasts... Lu Ai caressed her smooth, pinkish-white skin, sliding down her slender waist, past her flat, soft abdomen, and resolutely explored the mound between her legs, further probing that mysterious triangle.

This was truly a shock; the girlish, innocent mix of fear and anticipation was instantly revealed on the Dragon Girl's pretty face. Just as she was feeling flustered and lost in thought, an unprecedented pleasure surged from her chest to her heart. Her breasts were being kissed and kneaded by her adorable lover, making her feel so good she almost cried out.

In the midst of her infatuation, the forbidden area between her legs, untouched by her own awareness, was breached again. Especially with her lover's skillful teasing, the Dragon Girl suddenly felt her crotch gradually becoming wet, and the endless pleasure continuously invaded her... His heart finally couldn't help but cry out.

The girl's delicate body hair was jet black and glossy, as smooth to the touch as her own hair. Deep within the fragrant grass, the two pink petals were tightly closed together, guarding the last shred of virginity. On her raised, full buttocks, the deep-set chrysanthemum was delicate and tender, as if it couldn't bear the burning gaze, and was trembling slightly in fear.

Long Ling grasped her shapely, slender, and fair feet with both hands, and gently spread her long, beautiful legs apart, completely exposing the girl's most private parts to his eyes, allowing him to fully appreciate the most beautiful and mysterious area of her body. He saw that the Dragon Girl's mons pubis was full, and that peach blossom garden was truly mysterious, the whole thing like an uncarved piece of beautiful jade.

Bright red pubic hair was evenly distributed around the petals. Swaying slightly, it vaguely concealed the tight crevice of her flesh, a truly delightful contrast to her fair skin. The pink petals were half-open, half-closed, with glistening dewdrops scattered around the entrance like nectar. Long Ling had seen the girl's most private parts; her vulva was soft and warm, the two tender flesh lips red like tongues, glistening with moisture. His arousal had reached a certain level.

The dragon girl, overwhelmed with shame, appeared exceptionally beautiful, struggling to close her legs, uttering dreamlike moans, "No…don't look…" But Long Ling held her legs tightly; she couldn't move an inch. He gently parted her labia with his fingers; the clitoris within was swollen and plump, throbbing slightly, its surface glistening with the sticky fluid of her vaginal fluid—truly alluring and adorable.

"Ah..." The Dragon Girl let out a soft moan, lost in passion, a sweet and alluring groan escaping from her beautiful little mouth. Her lips parted slightly as she breathed heavily, her hips rising and twisting violently. She could feel the man's fingers parting her damp pubic hair and labia, gently probing into her tight little opening. Her small, red bean-like clitoris was swelling and engorging under his teasing caresses.

Long Ling looked up and saw the Dragon Girl's lips slightly parted, her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily, her fair breasts heaving with each rise and fall of her chest, creating waves of pleasure. His hands freely caressed the beauty's smooth thighs, then, after a moment, slipped into the depths of her buttocks. He lightly brushed aside the soft, lush pubic hair, touching the trembling, slightly raised mound of her vulva, then leaned closer. His head drew inch closer, his heavy breaths now mingling between her thighs. The fairy's beautiful body trembled even more violently, her nipples hardened, and the light in her beautiful eyes became even more hazy.

Gradually, her round, pink legs were stretched into a straight line, revealing her snow-white, smooth thighs. Thick, dark pubic hair covered her pubic area, and the glistening crevice was faintly visible. Her two firm, pert buttocks were taut, making the cleft appear even deeper and more alluring. Her light brown chrysanthemum bud had shrunk to a small dot, wriggling with arousing desire.

With a "whoosh," Long Ling playfully blew out a breath of hot air, instantly shaving his neatly trimmed pubic hair to the sides, thus fully exposing the two pink petals overflowing with spring tide to his eyes. The narrow and tight opening shimmered, and a thin trickle of fluid flowed out from within, moistening the surrounding pubic hair with a glossy sheen, making it incredibly alluring.

"No...don't..." The dragon girl's pretty face twisted, and she cried out in a shrill, itchy voice. She couldn't close her legs, and her most intimate part was forced to be exposed to her lover. She was so ashamed that she almost cried. She didn't know what he was doing. It was so uncomfortable, hot and burning. An empty thirst formed in her lower abdomen, but she also vaguely knew what she wanted.

Long Ling reached out and swept his hand over the girl's jade-like skin, and came between her legs, which were soaked with the spring tide. He first wandered around her lower abdomen, and then playfully teased the tender skin on her inner thighs, gently stroking the wet petals. While the beauty was breathing nervously, his fingertips landed on the pink clitoris and gently kneaded it.

Chapter 35 Dragon Girl's Passion (7)

The intense stimulation made the girl cry out, "Ah..." The intense pleasure surged through her, almost making her faint in that instant. She arched her body and trembled violently, yet she couldn't close her legs. Because of the extreme pleasure, her mind was completely blank, and she could only cling to him tightly. She could only close her eyes tightly and breathe intermittently, only knowing that in the place he was playing with, her tender flower path was continuously flowing with spring tide, and the pure girl couldn't stop her body from making the most natural reaction.

The girl's lower body was already a vast expanse of water, and the rippling spring water flowed on her legs, making it easier for Dragon Feather to explore. He probed into her wet peach garden. Inside, it slid repeatedly across the delicate petals, rubbing against the beauty's most sensitive clitoris, causing her to gasp continuously. This torment surged within the dragon maiden's blood, flowing violently, becoming a terrifying wave that swept away her reason.

The beauty subconsciously struggled a few times, suddenly feeling something wet and warm touch her crotch, wantonly grinding and sucking at her pearl-like clitoris. She immediately understood what was happening, her pearly teeth desperately biting her lower lip, seemingly trying to maintain her last bit of restraint. But no matter how hard she tried to endure, the extremely pleasurable moans quickly resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"Oh..." The dragon girl's body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but moan softly. Her most sacred, purest, and untouched virgin territory was finally about to be violated by her man. Her mind was a blur, and all her sensations seemed to converge between her buttocks. That fervent, thirsty touch both filled her with hatred and disgust, yet also gave her a strangely pleasurable, tingling sensation.

He bent down and kissed between her legs. Long Ling's oral sex technique was superb; the virgin petals indeed possessed a unique fragrance. He greedily sucked the last nectar of the girl before her deflowering. His nimble tongue penetrated every nook and cranny, moving up and down between her valley and buttocks. The girl felt both shame and pleasure. When her anus was invaded, she immediately tensed up... Her body recoiled, and her love juices gushed out like a spring, soaking a large patch of grass beneath her buttocks.

His tongue swept lightly, like the softest knife, finding the most tender, vulnerable, and sensitive spot, touching it with the delicate tip, circling it repeatedly.

The subtle contact only heightened the tension; with each touch, the dragon maiden's body trembled involuntarily. The fragrant spring tide, wetting his tongue, became even more powerful in the torment. The fairy's petals tightened, helplessly trying to escape. "No…no…uh…I don't want it anymore…" she cried out, overwhelmed by the torment of pleasure.

As Long Ling's extraordinary tongue skills continued to unfold, her moans grew louder and more excited, as the tip of his tongue pushed open her... As the delicate petals of the flower bud plunged deep into the jade crevice, the Dragon Girl's legs trembled violently, miraculously breaking free from his grasp. Her beautiful legs, as if guided by eyes, suddenly crossed and coiled upwards, her calves wrapping precisely and powerfully around his neck, hooking tightly, as if unwilling to let go for eternity. The

dragon feather gently licked the tip of the clitoris, the labia, and the honeyed flesh of the flower passage; each lick sent shivers down the Dragon Girl's spine, eliciting soft moans of "Ah ah..." Caught between reason and desire, all of this was something the Dragon Girl had never experienced before. The physical reaction was overwhelming, pushing her to her first climax. Her body trembled, and a warm stream of fluid flowed from her opening. A trickle of fluid flowed from her mouth, slowly trickling between her thighs.

She murmured incoherently, "Oh...no...ah..." Her body writhed, her hands clenched into fists, her thighs clamping tightly around Long Ling's head. Her entire body trembled violently, her cries echoing loudly. She quickly reached her climax, nearly fainting under Long Ling's tongue.

Her love juices had completely soaked the grass beneath her buttocks, leaving it sticky and clumpy. Long Ling admired Yu Xiang's beautiful body; the rosy hue from her orgasm hadn't faded, and her delicate body continued to tremble. The Dragon Girl was a pure girl, clearly inexperienced in sex; judging from her reaction, she hadn't even been caressed.

"Sister Long'er...you came so quickly..." Long Ling laughed mockingly, scooping up some juice in his palm and offering it directly to the Dragon Girl, pretending to flick it across her face. She was both ashamed and afraid, covering her flushed cheeks with her hands, her white neck and earlobes turning pink with embarrassment. Peeking through her fingers at the glistening, lewd juices, her heart stirred again, and she let out a soft moan, her eyes watery and alluring, her lower body becoming even wetter.

Long Ling, observing the fairy's reserved yet yearning, shy yet wanton demeanor, knew she was already aroused and her desire was high; she was completely in the mood. The increasing warmth and wetness on his fingers told him that this noble and beautiful girl's sensitive body was ready for intercourse. He was ready. This time, he no longer hesitated; a sacred sense of mission welled up within him. He knew he would lead her from an innocent virgin to a mature and charming woman.

The man smiled and moved his body, holding the woman's two thighs in his arms, pressing them against her chest. Long Ling's straight, hard jade stem swept over her round, soft thighs, dragging on the virgin's delicate and sensitive petals, gently rubbing back and forth. While kissing her fragrant little mouth, he placed his thick, red, and enormous treasure into the dragon girl's small hands.

She gasped softly, "This...so big...um...you're so big...I...I'm a little scared..." The dragon girl was both loving and afraid, her starry eyes hazy, and her already slightly flushed face became even more shy. She held this steaming treasure, not knowing what to do, wanting to let go but unwilling to.

"Touch it..." Long Ling guided the girl's soft hand to his jade stem again, instructing her to rub it back and forth. "Brother...you're so hard...so hot..."

The girl blushed deeply, her slender hands gently stroking it, again and again, her eyes, filled with spring-like desire, glancing sideways at Long Ling. The girl's palm was soft and warm, and Long Ling felt as if the blood within his manhood was about to burst forth.

The girl seemed to sense the intense change in her hand, squinting her eyes to secretly glance at his erect penis, then immediately looked away, focusing on vigorously rubbing her lover. Gradually, her small hand moved downwards again, touching the dense pubic hair. She gently pinched and played with it, and finally she gripped it tightly, stroking it up and down. The vibration from the beautiful woman's small hand stimulated Long Ling's penis, making it even harder and more swollen.

He felt a surge of heat rush to his lower abdomen, and his penis swelled and hardened painfully. "Alright... the road is clear now... let's get down to business..." Long Ling excitedly grabbed her legs and pulled them upwards forcefully, instantly... Her entire vulva was exposed to the open sky. A babbling brook flowed along the pink path, and a fragrance wafted from the entrance to the secret garden.

The little girl's beautiful, youthful body aroused Long Ling's lust. He immediately knelt between her legs, preventing her from closing them. Although her body trembled involuntarily, the dragon girl gently offered no resistance. Her heart, just beginning to awaken to love, knew what her lover wanted to do. She

carefully admired the most beautiful scene in the world before her—the most delicate, most mysterious part of the girl, touched only by him alone. The location.

Long Ling adjusted his position, cupping the dragon girl's round, white buttocks, his penis aimed at her already wet vulva, slowly pressing against the girl's delicate lips, gently breathing into her ear, about to breach her last line of defense.

At this moment, the pink, overflowing valley was already clearly visible, exuding a unique fragrance of virginity beneath the sparse, lush foliage.

One hand pressed against her fair, smooth thigh, while the other hand used the glans to rub against the entrance of the water curtain cave a few times, the enormous desire gently rubbing against the wettest spot.

"No...don't do this..." the dragon girl murmured, panting and moaning, her high breasts rising and falling rapidly. The dragon beneath him was as hard as steel, soaked with love juice, and with a slight thrust, the enormous glans easily forced open the alluring jade slit, parting the wet petals, half of the glans already sinking into the vagina.

Because the girl's vaginal canal was too small, it could not be pushed any further in. Moreover, the glans was like a powerful slingshot net, the strong rebound force seemed to be squeezing out the intruding weapon. Long Ling was shocked. He had finally managed to get it in, how could he let it be forced out? He quickly pushed in with all his might, and with a "whoosh," the entire glans, like a giant egg, was squeezed in.

Due to the extremely tight vaginal opening, the penis throbbed slightly. The tender flesh inside the secret passage was very elastic, as if it wanted to push the invading weapon out. The labia were like a throat, tightly wrapping around the concave glans groove, and the large glans, with its sharp angles, hooked around her labia like barbs, firmly hiding the glans inside the jade passage.

"Ah...it hurts...I can't go in any further...it hurts...brother..." Suddenly, a pair of fair and tender legs were forced to be raised high, and then gradually bent backward, the knees almost touching the breasts. The Dragon Girl's mind went blank. Before she could even understand what was happening, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her groin. A thick, hot penis had forced its way through her labia.

The enormous weapon was gripped by her pink lips, inching its way deeper into her flower path. With unstoppable force, the Dragon Feather thrust his penis inside. She could feel the narrow, tight passage ahead, yet it was filled with a warm, moist sensation. The gentle folds of flesh scraped against his glans.

A helpless moan escaped her lips. Desire, like a branding iron, lingered before the empty flower path, drawing in the trickling spring tide. The man's body leaned forward, pressing against the soft petals, inch by inch penetrating the beauty's flower path, causing the Dragon Girl to arch her body, instinctively searching for him. The girl's eyes rolled back in pain, her thick eyebrows furrowed, and beads of sweat trickled from her nose. She tried to cry out, but Long Ling immediately pulled her tongue from between her teeth, rendering her unable to utter a sound. Tears welled in her eyes

as she desperately tried to comfort him. "Sister Long'er...it will hurt the first time...just bear with it..." Long Ling gently comforted her. He knew the girl was still a virgin and felt that her vagina was too small, so he dared not thrust wildly, lest he burst her vagina. He could only carefully probe in and gently pull out, moving in and out of the opening until he felt that the area he had explored was not as narrow as before, before pushing forward again.

The beautiful girl was in a terrible state. Her untouched vagina felt as if a huge, round object had been squeezed in, tearing the narrow opening apart. What was even more unbearable was the feeling of being burst. Long Ling's enormous member, like a pangolin, thrust forward, stretching her tiny vaginal opening like a pig's intestine, causing her to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Chapter 36: The Dragon Girl's Passion (8)

When Long Ling withdrew his member, the girl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The bloating and pain that made her feel like she was going to vomit disappeared immediately. But soon, he lowered his penis again, stuffing that bloating and painful feeling back into her, which really made the Dragon Girl suffer terribly.

Her petals, moistened by the spring tide, slowly accepted the man's huge tip. Her tender flower path was stretched to its limit, causing the Dragon Girl to gasp for breath in pain. Yet, she couldn't push away the man who was pressing down on her, and could only writhe uncontrollably. Long Ling was burning with lust, and his penis was even bigger. However, the young girl was delicate and graceful, and her alluring valley was tighter than usual.

At this moment, he felt the head of his penis touch something, and suddenly he thrust his hips... His thick, long member, with a "squeak," entered the girl's tight, sweet hole.

Although already fully wet, the Dragon Girl still felt a tearing sensation inside, like needles pricking her. "Ouch...it hurts so much...oh..."

the girl cried out in heart-wrenching agony, as if bidding farewell to her virginity. The beauty curled up in pain, her face pale, almost crying out, her body drenched in sweat. "Gently...it hurts so much...no...I can't take it..." The little hole tightly gripped his large member, and Dragon Feather felt incredibly comfortable and pleasurable.

He gently caressed her breasts, kissed her, and continued his slow, penetrating thrusts. After what seemed like an eternity, the girl's intimate passage appeared to have been explored to its limit, but when Long Ling looked down, he saw that his penis had only penetrated a small section; a large part remained outside. The glans had encountered a hard slit, and the enormous member couldn't be fully inserted. That spot was hard; although it collided with the pioneering member, it could still be pushed aside. It turned out he had reached the girl's cervix.

He twisted his body and pressed down heavily on the girl's left leg. This twist caused her pelvis to open like a trapdoor, and Long Ling used his weight to force the glans inside. A piercing scream was heard from the girl; her uterus had been forced open by the glans, passing heavily through from below.

Long Ling's impact also affected the inside of her uterus. A tingling, numb sensation washed over her, a feeling she had never experienced before, a deep, tingling, and numbing sensation spreading from her clitoris to her heart. Immediately, she felt the urge to urinate, and her juices flowed uncontrollably, making the beautiful girl blush crimson with embarrassment.

While gently thrusting in and out, he admired the expression on her beautiful face. Long Ling pressed against her snow-white, pink body, his hands playing with her pink breasts. With a spasm and tremor, a gush of fluid flowed from her flower. "Ah...so good...your pussy is so tight..." Long Ling's glans felt incredibly refreshed from the Dragon Girl's hot fluid, the warm flesh walls tightly enveloping his penis—a feeling truly indescribable.

He let his member quietly remain inside her warm vagina, feeling... The intense, pleasurable sensation of tightness washed over her. "Sister Long'er... I love you..." Long Ling whispered, pressing down on Long Nu, kissing her ear repeatedly. The girl, overwhelmed by the interplay of pain and pleasure, was speechless, only able to cling tightly to her lover's body.

His penis was fully inside her, and tears welled in her slightly pink eyes, brimming with moisture, each tear spilling over her cheeks and streaming down her cheeks. The intense, visceral pain of her first time returned in waves, slightly restoring Long Nu's dazed state. She pounded her fists against Long Ling's chest, but such force was insufficient to change the fading reality.

Her vagina was wet and slippery, but as Long Ling entered, he still felt... The tightness and tenderness inside, the warm, moist walls of her flesh gripping his penis so tightly he felt paralyzed, yet the indescribable pleasure made him eager to release himself on her.

With a soft "squeak," Long Ling finally entered the Dragon Maiden's most sacred body, experiencing the intense pleasure of his penis piercing her hymen. A long-dormant masculine desire for conquest surged within him. His lower body didn't stop for a moment, thrusting vigorously in and out of her warm, honeyed depths. Blood mixed with fluids rolled down from their point of contact, dripping onto the ground, filling his chest with even more passion.

Inadvertently, Long Ling looked down and saw her once rosy face now pale and wretched. His eyes, like pear blossoms in the rain, were filled with sorrow. His brows were furrowed, his teeth clenched, and he realized the immense pain she was enduring. His gaze, following the trembling tear, softened instantly. "Sister Long'er...can you bear it? Don't cry, okay? I...I'll pull out...please bear with it..."

But the Dragon Girl's jade-like hand gently wrapped around Long Ling's neck, stopping him. She endured the pain, her bloodied thighs tightly gripping Long Ling's burning hot, large penis. Her beautiful eyes, brimming with pain and passion, gazed at him tenderly. "Long'er knew it would be like this...my lord, you mustn't let it all go to waste...anyway, my whole body belongs to you...I'll...I'll give it to you sooner or later..."

Seeing the beautiful ... Seeing her delicate and charming appearance, Long Ling felt even more tenderness towards her. He left his penis inside her, their bodies pressed tightly together, and pressed his lips to hers. The dragon maiden's voice was once again enveloped in Long Ling's passionate kiss. Her soft, delicate, and translucent skin once more received the warmth of his hands revisiting her familiar territory. This time, they were already joined in, and the burning desire was even more intense than before, quickly igniting the beauty's lust.

The dragon maiden gritted her teeth, enduring the stinging pain in her lower body, her jade-like hands entwining around Long Ling's shoulders, her red lips and fragrant tongue responding intimately. Long Ling, his expression rich, continued to tease the beauty's body with both hands and mouth, maintaining her heightened desire, while his lower body remained still.

The flower path was still stretched tight; the Dragon Girl could even feel the man's heartbeat deep inside her. The sharp pain slowly subsided, leaving only a burning sensation that lingered, even spreading from the point of contact. She shifted slightly, feeling the large, hot object slide even deeper, and stopped timidly. Only when she was sure the tearing pain was gone, replaced by a normal ache, did her anxious heart finally settle.

She felt a growing itch deep within her vagina, an indescribable discomfort. A spark of lust rose from the depths of her body, and before long, her curiosity took over. The Dragon Girl frowned slightly, clinging to her lover's waist, tentatively shifting, completely forgetting the intense pain she had just endured.

Sensing the girl's movements, Long Ling began to slowly sway his hips, his member gently thrusting in and out of her vagina, slowly, gradually leading his beloved fairy into a passionate, passionate lovemaking. "Mmm..." The Dragon Girl closed her eyes, accepting the thrusts of his treasure. Seeing her shy expression, Long Ling thought she still hadn't truly let go and was a little bashful. "Sister Long'er..." he called out tenderly.

Hearing her lover's passionate call, Long Nu opened her eyes and looked at him, her gaze filled with tender affection. Long Ling kissed her cherry lips passionately, one hand around her neck, the other gently caressing her breast. "Mmm... Brother..." The beautiful girl began to find comfort in her lover's tender actions.

Long Ling slowly moved his fiery lips, gently kissing the traces of dew on her cheeks, opening his most sincere heart to soothe her wounded fawn-like heart. Long Nu's slender hands, softer than white clouds, gently caressed the man's strong back and neck, as if telling her lover of her boundless tenderness.

Chapter 37 Dragon Girl's Passion (9)

Moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the grass. A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, and a passionate lovemaking scene unfolded between a man and a woman. Although it still hurt a lot, the Dragon Girl was gradually getting used to Long Ling's thrusts. Her parted lips pressed against the man's, passionately seeking a kiss. Her slender waist slowly met Long Ling's gentle thrusts, and she slowly sank into the beautiful realm of desire.

He let his mouth slowly follow the curves of her body, reaching her full breasts, licking the buds with his tongue, even sucking on them, while his lower body slowly thrust in and out. Long Ling gazed at the spot where he and the beauty had been making love. Some of the dragon maiden's virgin blood had already been squeezed out, overflowing from her labia majora, creating a beautiful scene. He

sucked even harder, pinching her nipples between his lips and licking them with his tongue. His penis alternated between faster and slower thrusts, teasing the dragon maiden's desire and igniting her passion. The dragon maiden didn't know whether it was pleasure or pain. When the penis withdrew, the emptiness inside her made her involuntarily arch her slender waist to meet it, but when it entered again, it swelled up, causing her to moan softly.

She felt her virgin vagina become slippery. As the moans grew more numerous and alluring, Long Ling quickened his pace, riding her with unrestrained abandon. The pain wasn't entirely gone, but what arose was a wondrous, unprecedented sensation. Each thrust brought her an indescribable pleasure, a tingling, itchy feeling that left her weak and limp, in a state of blissful ecstasy.

Seeing her seductive expression, he no longer showed her any mercy. Long Ling thrust his hips forward, pounding and pounding, his large glans relentlessly stimulating her clitoris. She was driven to ecstasy, her body writhing, her eyes gleaming with desire. He had been restrained and controlled just moments before. He used to advance slowly, then retreat gently, stopping only when he felt her pain. Now, however, he was much more forceful. With each thrust, his magnificent penis entered completely, reaching its hilt, and without hesitation, plunged deep into her clitoris. Then he quickly withdrew, not only bringing out a string of glistening drops of fluid but also revealing the rosy flesh inside. Before the dragon maiden could even catch her breath, he wildly charged forward again, ruthlessly attacking that delicate spot.

His powerful hips thrust repeatedly, plunging his penis to the very root of her hot, pink vagina, with each movement... The heavy blows plunged the penis deeper and harder.

Then began a series of thrusts, gradually increasing in speed and intensity. At this point, Chi Yu was completely powerless. With each thrust from the dragon feathers, her arms limply wrapped around the man's body, her lower body leaking pinkish-red fluid that slowly trickled down her thighs.

The dragon girl gritted her teeth, feeling each thrust penetrate to its very limit, as if it were piercing her small body. Yet, amidst the pain, there was also a long-awaited sense of fulfillment. The penis plunged violently into her small... The sensation deep within her vagina was intensely stimulating. It was this sensation that gradually brought her to the rhythm, causing her to unconsciously sway her hips and contract her waist, making it easier for him to enjoy her body.

Her jade cave trembled violently, tightly enveloping the jade rod, sucking, kneading, and squeezing. This tight and warm sensation made Long Ling's blood boil, and he began a further assault. From the point of contact, it was clear that her jade gate held the thick jade stem, swallowing and releasing, her two vibrant petals churning, overflowing with nectar, emitting a wanton "sizzling" sound.

The dragon girl tightly embraced the man. Her back was wrapped with a pair of jade-like legs, which were wrapped around his waist, welcoming his thrusts wave after wave. The intense pain had slowly subsided, and a completely new sensation surged into her heart. She felt each of his penetrations pressing tightly against her heart, her flower bud trembling, as if currents of electricity were coursing through her body, waves surging high. She couldn't help but twist her jade-like hips, welcoming his thrusts, her mouth already moaning incessantly, "Oh...good...good brother...so good...it doesn't hurt so much anymore...oh...so numb...harder...oh...don't stop..."

In the midst of her burning desire, Long... Ling was also lost, his reason crumbling, slowly forgetting that the Dragon Girl was still a virgin, forgetting that her delicate nature couldn't withstand such madness. He growled, gripping the girl's slender waist tightly, powerfully thrusting his lower body, letting desire penetrate her softness, repeatedly entering and exiting the tender flesh between her legs.

The thrusts grew more intense, penetrating deeper and deeper, the flower core constantly being intensely impacted by the girl's loss of virginity. Chi Yu endured the tearing pain in her lower body, responding to Long Ling's frenzied movements, letting blood trickle from their joined bodies, mixing with the honeyed juices.

"Mmm...ah..." The dragon girl arched her body, writhing with his movements. Her burning, intense desire initially subsided, and just as she was about to beg him to return, he thrust into her fiercely and repeatedly, penetrating to the deepest part of her body, branding his mark there.

Slowly, the rising pleasure gradually replaced the pain. The dragon girl, repeatedly brought to ecstasy, cried out in joy, reveling in his embrace, disregarding all shame and restraint. The cool night breeze, instead of cooling their passion, only fueled it further. The dragon girl's slender waist and jade-like hips swayed even more violently, intensifying the pleasure.

The girl's breathing, initially rapid, gradually calmed with each thrust, her ecstatic cries deeply stimulating Long Ling's desire. Maintaining the position... He placed the girl's legs on his shoulders and began thrusting more violently. In this position, the man was on top, and his weight allowed his penis to penetrate even deeper and harder, completely disregarding the fact that the dragon girl had just lost her virginity. Long Ling thrust recklessly and fiercely.

His hands were not idle either, vigorously kneading and rubbing the fairy's breasts, leaving numerous hickeys all over them. The pale pink nipples turned bright red under Long Ling's sucking and kneading. He also frantically kissed the fairy's cherry-like lips, stripping her of any remaining consciousness.

The dragon girl, experiencing this for the first time, surprisingly adapted quickly to such a fierce attack. Under Long Ling's heavy pressure, she moaned softly and sang passionately, her alluring legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her snow-white buttocks constantly thrusting upwards, welcoming his powerful thrusts.

"Ah...so good...mmm...yes...oh...oh my god...it's...so beautiful...ah..." Waves of pleasure washed over her, and she couldn't help but moan softly. Pleasure, like lightning, coursed through the dragon girl's body, becoming a fierce tide. She clung tightly to Long Ling, her legs wrapped around his strong body, moaning repeatedly under his assault.

The thick, fleshy rod thrust deeper and faster into the alluring cave, each time reaching the entrance, rubbing against it before plunging deep into the jade cave. The glans swelled, spraying water and wetting the soft hairs at the point of contact. The "slap slap" sounds from her lower abdomen were incessant, eliciting continuous moans from the Water Saintess, her jade body trembling, her buttocks arching as she reached climax after climax.

Only the Dragon Maiden's soft moans could be heard, her pink face radiating the beauty of sexual satisfaction, "Mmm...oh...uh...ah...oh oh oh..." Waves of pleasure crashed over her body, her mind, and her emotions like ocean tides. She cast aside all pride and shyness, and began to sing in a suppressed yet soul-stirring voice, her soul already soaring to the highest heavens, and still rising ever higher… The captivating voice never ceased; the man's heavy breathing, the woman's passionate moans, the sounds of their bodies colliding in lovemaking, and the wet, sweet sounds of his massive member thrusting in and out of her vagina—all intertwined so harmoniously, forming the most beautiful symphony in the world.

Overwhelmed by boundless passion for the beauty before him, Long Ling moved his body slowly, thrusting gently yet powerfully into his beloved, each impact containing the immense passion that filled the heavens and earth. In each intense encounter, they accumulated an extreme pleasure that reached the level of the soul, and the beauty's lips uttered enchanting moans, like the most alluring love songs.

He gently sipped at the dragon girl's pearly earlobe, feeling her surging virgin passion, and was intoxicated by her passionate whispers of love. Intense pleasure gathered in Long Ling's lower body like a raging fire, giving him an explosive urge. He couldn't help but suddenly pick up the trembling beauty, supporting her firm buttocks, and made the wildest thrust.

The Dragon Girl was now reaching her peak, letting out meaningless moans. Her pink legs danced in the air, her jade hands tightly embracing the Dragon Feather on her body, her slender waist twisting wildly to match the rhythm of the thrusts. Her vagina felt a tingling, numb sensation, an indescribable feeling. The excitement made her moan and gasp, trying to fully release the pent-up discomfort within her body. "Ah... um... yes... yes... that's it... oh... deeper... harder... ah..."

Determined to let the beauty fully enjoy the pleasure, the Dragon Feather thrust rapidly. Under the strong, heavy impact, the Dragon Girl could no longer hold on. Just as the large glans pierced her sensitive clitoris once more, the tingling and numbness in her uterus became unbearable. With a series of alluring moans, "Brother... you're so amazing... you're killing me... ah, faster..." The girl swayed her slender waist wantonly, and then she erupted.

The pleasure finally reached its peak, the joy accumulated to its limit, and after a moment of absolute stillness, it erupted like a landslide. The Dragon Maiden let out a breathtaking moan, her supple body arching backward, her long hair flowing, her snow-white frame taut, making her two jade-like breasts at the top even more dazzling and captivating. It felt as if countless fireworks were exploding inside her; she screamed, her mind blank, feeling his powerful thrust penetrate to the deepest part of her body, then releasing a scalding heat…

As he heard the Holy Maiden's high-pitched moans, Long Ling felt her flesh gripping his back tightly, followed by waves of alluring spasms from her vagina. Her vagina was so lubricated and warm, tightly contracting and relaxing around Long Ling, instantly secreting a large amount of virgin love fluid, splashing onto his throbbing dragon, letting him feel the pleasure of intercourse. As Long Ling thrust vigorously in excitement, the impact against her buttocks made a "slap slap" sound, which, together with the "splish" sound of water entering and exiting her honey hole, formed a lewd symphony.

The great battle paused for a while due to the Dragon Girl's ejaculation. Long Ling quietly lay on her delicate body, and only began a new round of attacks after her breathing had become more even. He twisted his waist and lifted his hips, pulling his penis out of her vaginal opening, then thrusting it back in with a thud, fucking her again and again, fucking her hard and deeply, arousing the girl's lust once more.

Chapter 038 Dragon Girl's Passion (10)

Gradually, the Dragon Girl began to moan and groan seductively again, the tingling and itching making her show all sorts of lustful behavior, the pleasure making her sway her waist and twist her hips, the pleasure making her gushing with lustful fluids, panting heavily, covered in fragrant sweat, her whole body trembling. "Ah..." Seeing that the girl's reaction was slowly becoming more intense, Long Ling deliberately stopped thrusting.

"Ah...good brother...it feels so good...no...don't..." "...Don't what? Don't you want me to do it to you?" "Ah no...it means don't stop..." Long Ling leaned down and kissed the girl's lips. The dragon girl responded passionately, sticking out her tongue for her lover to suck, then sucking in his tongue, greedily licking it.

Thinking that the dragon girl had completely let go, Long Ling attacked from both above and below, the whole space filled with the constant "sizzling" sounds, extremely lewd.

He thrust even more vigorously, Long Ling passionately penetrating the fairy's beautiful hole, his hands also constantly kneading and caressing her breasts, to further intensify her desire, to arouse her lust, so that he could play with her more thoroughly and enjoyably.

Seeing the woman The girl reacted intensely, her body already soaked in sweat. Long Ling simply hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, raising her vulva, thrusting in and out with varying depths and speeds. "Oh... Brother... Sister is yours..." His penis continued to thrust, penetrating her vagina until the glans hit the clitoris. Only then did Long Ling sway his hips, allowing his penis to rub against the beauty's cervix and vaginal walls.

The girl was enjoying the pleasure immensely, her legs naturally spreading wider, raised high and wrapped around the man's waist, tightly hooking her arms around his back. Her eyes shimmered with lust, her gaze loving, seductive and alluring, a captivating sight that Long Ling found me intoxicating.

"Sister...come...let your brother fuck you from behind..." So the dragon girl obediently turned around, knelt down and raised her buttocks, "Brother...come on...fuck your sister to death from behind..." Long Ling wrapped his left arm tightly around her small waist, and with his right hand he held her jade legs, placing her on the grass like a little bitch, supporting herself with both hands, her two jade legs kneeling.

Kneeling behind her buttocks, with his legs placed on either side of her jade legs, his hands holding her lower abdomen, he assumed a tiger-leaning position. Long Ling parted her vulva, raised his glans and pressed it against her labia, thrusting his waist and smoothly penetrating the dragon girl's private parts from behind, his entire treasure sinking into the warm and slippery flower garden.

Holding the beauty's fragrant buttocks with both hands, he strained... He thrust forcefully, occasionally twisting his hips, Long Ling continuing his frenzied pounding, faster and faster, harder and harder, each thrust reaching its climax, causing the Dragon Girl to moan and cry out, the air filled with her mesmerizing moans. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her two jade breasts circling incessantly, her tender buttocks swaying gently to meet the man's assault.

Lying on the fairy's plump and elastic flesh, his hands enjoying the touch of caressing her breasts, his jade stem inserted into her warm, moist, and tight jade orifice, Long Ling felt an indescribable comfort and pleasure, and the fragrance of her body, like orchids and musk, wafted into his nostrils, further arousing his heart.

The Dragon Girl turned her head back, her fragrant lips meeting the man's hot... After a few kisses and sucking, they parted, and she licked her red lips with her small, delicate tongue, moaning softly, her alluring eyes radiating intense lust. Long Ling pressed his chest against the beauty's back, his hands grasping her small breasts, kneading them as he thrust.

The beauty's tender buttocks moved up and down, her slender waist rotating left and right. Her hips began to thrust forward, her hands pulling back, and Long Ling slowly began to thrust. With each in-and-out motion, his large penis turned her tender, red labia inside out, squeezing in and then pulling out again, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Their tender, affectionate love slowly transformed into a fiery passion, both craving fervor, wildness, and madness. They made love passionately. Their passion burned like fire, and they swayed, twisted, and moved wildly. Long Ling's thrusts into the fairy's jade cave quickened, and the dragon girl, with each heavy thrust, swayed her slender waist and full hips in response, seeking emotional release, sexual catharsis, and the satisfaction of desire.

Hearing the girl's captivating moans, Long Ling pounded into her with his large member, thrusting and pumping rapidly, the "plop plop" sounds of their penetration echoing louder and more urgent in the air. To match the man's vigorous thrusts, the lustful girl arched her tender buttocks high, spinning, swaying, thrusting, shaking, and twisting her waist in a desperate struggle, moaning incessantly.

The fairy was so wanton, so Long Ling quickly used his left hand to hold her from the buttocks to the waist, while his right hand tightly embraced her lower abdomen, pulling her back sharply. At the same time, he straightened his back, sat back, and thrust forward. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air.

Each time he thrust all the way in, his penis throbbing and pounding deep inside her, working both inside and out, making the fairy's flesh tremble and quiver. She gritted her teeth and desperately resisted. "Oh..." she cried out, her body tensing. Long Ling knew she was about to climax; he could feel it from her constantly contracting vagina.

Another scream, "Ah!" The fairy no longer had the strength to lift her buttocks to receive the thrusts from behind. She lay flat on the grass, panting heavily. Long Ling followed her movements, lying on her jade-like back. Her round, plump buttocks felt incredibly comfortable under his weight.

The walls of the girl's vaginal canal suddenly contracted. Just as she was about to reach orgasm, her two swollen, red labia clamped tightly around the engorged penis, and thick, hot vaginal fluid gushed out. Streams of vaginal fluid sprayed directly onto the man's penis, making Long Ling feel waves of heat all over his body. Her vaginal opening also released vaginal fluid, sucking and opening, making Long Ling feel a tingling sensation all over his body.

In this long and intense intercourse, the Dragon Girl experienced countless orgasms, her body ejaculating again and again, leaving wet stains everywhere on the grass.

After each orgasm, the blissful, almost unbearable pleasure intoxicated her soul, and she only hoped that this soul-stirring pleasure could last forever, preferably never ending.

But in this world, things that are eternally unchanging are absolutely impossible to find. As she once again reached the pinnacle of pleasure, her vaginal opening contracted in waves, the vaginal walls sucking on Long Ling's glans. As she released her climax, the warm current rushing onto the tip of Long Ling's penis, the pleasure that had been building to its peak could no longer be contained. The pent-up ecstasy finally burst forth. With a roar, he thrust his penis deep into her tight vagina, letting his gushing semen spray and erupt freely.

Accompanied by a surge of boundless, earth-shattering energy rushing to the Niwan Palace (the area between the eyebrows) at the back of her head, Long Ling unleashed a torrent of vibrant life force into the Dragon Maiden's body. In the next moment, after breaking through the limits of his senses, he reached a state of profound stillness, something impossible in the midst of extreme pleasure.

A stream of hot, viscous semen shot out powerfully, surging into the Dragon Maiden's body, completely irrigating her blossoming flower. Like parched land suddenly nourished by a downpour, the fairy flower's heart was drenched in hot essence, her honeypot suddenly spasming and contracting, releasing another torrent of yin essence. The two different fluids merged as desired, the exquisite pleasure of yin and yang harmonizing propelling them both to the peak of desire.

The dragon maiden arched her body to receive the increasingly intense spray, feeling so comfortable she was almost unconscious. Like the most docile lamb in the world, she curled up against the dragon's broad chest, letting the man who had just taken her precious virginity freely caress her long, flowing, jet-black hair, more beautiful than a waterfall.

Her heart was filled with boundless satisfaction; would this sweet, peaceful moment last indefinitely, until the end of her life?

After the jade maiden's vaginal contractions ceased, the dragon withdrew his penis from her vagina, only to see a thick, white, sticky fluid mixed with traces of blood flowing from the opening as the huge rod was withdrawn. The Dragon Girl remained bent over, her eyes closed, savoring the afterglow of her climax.

She looked contentedly at the blissfully beautiful woman, transformed from a young girl into a seductive young woman by her own hand. "I'm sorry... Sister Dragon..." Long Ling rolled over, letting the injured beauty slump into his arms. The moment he recovered from the blissful ascension, the pain of losing his virginity made Chi Yu stumble. "If I had held back... you wouldn't be in so much pain... it's all my fault for not restraining myself..."

"Don't say that..." The Dragon Girl gently pressed her slender hand to his lips, her shyness tinged with deep affection. "Chi Yu likes being... being done like this by his husband... really... I don't want... I don't want you to restrain yourself..." She nestled in her lover's arms, while Long Ling gently caressed her full body, kissing her hair, cherry lips, and rosy cheeks.

After a while, her panting gradually subsided. The dragon maiden, still flushed with a captivating blush, her face as delicate as a peach blossom after her first sexual encounter. Her limbs clung to the dragon's muscular body like an octopus, her expression a mixture of shyness and satisfaction. The dragon admired the naked girl; she was exquisitely beautiful, a true beauty.

Her petite figure, her pretty face blushing shyly, her flawless, naked skin, her shapely thighs white and delicate, her round, white buttocks—now completely naked, nestled in the man's arms, her smooth abdomen fully exposed, only two slightly protruding mounds of flesh flanking a slit—

he held the lovely girl's body in his arms, grasping and admiring her small, delicate feet. Not only were they beautifully shaped, but they were also white and tender. The dragon couldn't bear to part with them, enjoying the exquisite beauty of her body through touch. The Dragon Girl rested her head on her lover's shoulder, letting him caress her body without resistance. (Chapter 39,

11-22 ) Lying on the grass, Long Ling had the Dragon Girl straddle his head, her beautiful and mysterious vulva completely exposed to the man's eyes. Seeing such a sight, how could he resist? He stuck out his tongue and licked the beauty's genitals. The girl felt something wet and hot licking her genitals, and instantly her body went limp, unable to move. She let out a soft "Oh..." and lay prone on Long Ling's body. With this flesh-to-flesh contact, the Holy Maiden immediately noticed that her breasts were full, and her nipples were slowly hardening. This position, similar to head-to-tail oral sex, inevitably allowed her to see the huge, erect penis before her, and she could even smell the masculine scent emanating from the large glans. Suddenly... Long Ling arched his legs, thrusting his hips and swaying his body up and down, causing his manhood to sway and slap against the dragon girl's fair face. At the same moment, her defenseless vulva was also penetrated by a tongue that moved like a water snake. As the warm, moist tongue greedily and eagerly advanced deeper into her vagina, a soft moan escaped her lips. A captivating blush spread across her beautiful face, her eyes were half-closed, her sexy lips parted, and she began to breathe heavily. The moment the entire tongue slid into her honeyed passage, the dragon girl could no longer suppress her moan, "Oh..." But Long Ling only worked harder, stirring his tongue inside her jade cave. The beautiful woman felt a primal desire welling up from within her. Every cell in her body seemed to burst forth, and before her lay the large, fleshy penis belonging to her lover, looking utterly endearing. Long Ling then turned to caress her snow-white, rounded buttocks, sometimes parting her thighs, sometimes playing with her vulva with his fingers and tongue. His nimble tongue busily licked and teased her exquisite clitoris, the tip lightly flicking at her sensitive clitoris, occasionally visiting her beautiful anus. The beautiful saintess was now breathing heavily, her breath coming in short gasps, swaying her fragrant buttocks, beginning to let her already completely wet vulva meet Long Ling's fingers and tongue. He felt the elasticity of her skin, her firm, bouncy breasts, her soft belly, and the smooth, lovely flesh of her lower abdomen. Long Ling took the girl's hand and grasped the thick... At first, she was too shy to move because of his hard, large penis, but gradually her soft hands began to gently grasp and stroke it. Her slender, white fingers pulled out the young penis. "Ah...so magnificent..." Seeing the erect penis, the dragon girl felt a sweet, itchy sensation in her lower abdomen. Gently grasping the base of the erect penis, she told herself to completely become a beast in heat, to fully enjoy her lover's big treasure. She stuck out her tongue and began licking the sensitive back of the glans. "Mmm..." The wonderful touch sent a numbing pleasure through Long Ling's groin. He continued to rub the tip of the glans with his tongue. "Ugh..." The girl let out a sexy moan, her tongue sliding over the vibrating penis. His hot breath sprayed onto her inner thighs, coating his penis with saliva. Long Ling couldn't resist running his fingers through her hair and gripping it tightly.

The beautiful woman opened her cherry-like mouth and swallowed the glans, filling her mouth with the penis and rubbing it with her tongue. Then she swallowed the shaft all the way to the base, making sucking sounds as she did so. "Ah...good..." Long Ling's moans increased the woman's pleasure. She rubbed the huge penis with her hands while shaking her flushed face up and down, rubbing her lips and tongue against the bulging veins.

In a lewd position, she knelt between Long Ling's legs, sucking incessantly from the base of his penis, emitting various soul-stirring moans. As the woman's head circled back and forth, the huge penis turned left and right in her mouth, touching different parts and bringing different pleasures and stimulations.

In the forest, two naked bodies were engaged in a heart-pounding act. The woman remained straddling Long Ling, twisting her head from side to side, keeping her tongue always covering the edge of the swollen glans, while her soft hands slowly rubbed the base of his penis up and down.

The boundless pleasure continued to stimulate Long Ling, and the occasional wet, squelching sounds from the beauty only drove him wild. He moaned like a woman, his hands gripping the back of her head, his engorged member, deeply inserted into her throat, swelling and lengthening as if about to explode. "Ugh..."

Long Nu frowned, swallowing intermittently the hot, sticky fluid oozing from the glans and urethral opening. She felt short of breath, almost vomiting, but forced it down.

Her face flushed crimson, and unable to bear it any longer, Long Nu reluctantly withdrew from the large, throbbing penis that had captivated her. She wiped the masculine fluid from her lips with her fingers. "Oh...so good...so delicious..." She glanced back at Long Ling with moist eyes.

Seeing that alluring gaze, his erect member trembled involuntarily, sliding erratically across her delicate face.

The satisfaction and encouragement in her lover's eyes were clearly visible, and the girl naturally became excited as well. Her cheeks flushed crimson with desire, and after licking her lips with her pink tongue, the dragon maiden smiled sweetly and lowered her head to swallow the purple jade flute. Although the enormous rod was so immense, and the girl's cherry-like mouth so delicate, the holy maiden was undeterred by the difficulties and dangers, completely disregarding the discomfort of the dragon's crown being thrust into her throat,

and resolutely swallowed the thick, long penis to the hilt. This extremely deep-throat oral sex gave Long Ling not only an extremely pleasurable physical sensation, but also, more psychologically, a strange sense of conquest as an incomparably noble and peerless beauty obediently served him, allowing him to ravage and play with her at will.

For the Dragon Girl, the massive penis completely filled her mouth and throat, making it feel like she couldn't breathe, a suffocating sensation. The bloating, almost bursting feeling in her throat was an indescribable agony. Yet, she devoted herself wholeheartedly to serving Long Ling, and a wave of pleasure surged through her body. Her

delicate vulva secreted love fluids, and the girl felt the unbearable foreign sensation gradually receding. She moved her head up and down more vigorously, matching the rhythm of Long Ling's thrusts, allowing the thick penis to penetrate her small red lips more smoothly, and the enormous glans to pound more fiercely deep into her throat.

Feeling the girl's entire genital area was wet, Long Ling suddenly rolled over, pinning her beneath him. He opened his arms and overlapped hers, then firmly pressed her hands above her head. He lowered his head and began to shamelessly enjoy her large, round, soft, and elastic snow-white breasts. He

used his lips, teeth, and tongue to make the beauty moan softly until her two pink nipples, the size of small red beans, became hard as stone. Only then did Long Ling release her hands. Her freed hands immediately wrapped around her lover's neck, allowing him to continue burying his face between her breasts, nibbling at her sensitive and erect nipples.

Noticing that her long, slender legs, which had been tightly clamped together but were still wriggling, had stopped moving, Long Ling inserted his right foot between her legs, kissing her shoulders and neck while urging her to open her thighs. At first, the Dragon Girl struggled to resist the raging lust within her, but gradually she abandoned her last shred of restraint, shyly opening her legs to allow the man's lower body to squeeze between them.

After embracing and caressing her for a while, the Dragon Girl was already dripping with lustful fluids, and immediately raised her jade-like legs, placing them on his shoulders. When Long Ling grasped his thick, long penis and aimed it at her wet vulva, the Dragon Girl moaned shyly, "Oh... hurry..." As soon as the girl finished her whispered confession, the huge glans was already pressed against her dripping entrance. She spread her legs wide, took a deep breath, and prepared to receive the moment when the massive penis entered her.

But Long Ling wasn't in a hurry. He held his newly erect penis and slowly rubbed it against the entrance of her vagina. The girl's face flushed red, her plump buttocks swayed, and she let out a soft, panting breath. "Don't... don't rub anymore... it's so itchy inside..." Her jade arms tightly embraced Long Ling, and her lower abdomen thrust against the glans.

The glans rubbed, collided, and touched between her labia until the girl was teased until she was breathless, her whole body trembling, her beautiful face filled with an expression of unbearable suffering, and she let out a long series of sobbing moans. Only then did Long Ling aim his thick, long penis at her beautiful vulva, which was already wet with pubic hair, and thrust it in hard.

"Oh..." The girl let out a moan that was hard to tell whether it was pain or pleasure. She looked up at her lover's eyes with a hazy gaze. "Ah no..." The next soft moan came from the emptiness in her body after the man completely withdrew his huge penis from her private parts.

A trickle of vaginal fluid flowed from her fleshy opening. Long Ling spread her thighs with his hands and thrust his erect member forcefully into the girl's lower body again. However, instead of penetrating her peony-like vulva, he entered her narrow anus. The girl's delicate body trembled violently, feeling as if her narrow anus had been ripped open. She hurriedly begged for mercy, "Brother...no...it hurts so much..."

Looking down at the beauty's crotch, he saw traces of blood seeping out. His member was halfway into her anus when it was squeezed tightly. Long Ling had to pause for a moment, then began to caress her soft breasts while swaying his hips, allowing his penis to slowly penetrate. With each rub and pinch of her breasts, the girl's vaginal fluid flowed down again. Her

tender anus was quite elastic. Although the girl was crying out, she swayed her pink hips, automatically pushing her narrow anus upwards. Long Ling embraced the dragon girl's soft waist, thrusting his hips forward. With a "whoosh," his thick, hard penis was fully inserted into her anus. "Ugh..." The stinging pain made the girl's delicate body tremble, her jade thighs swaying rapidly, and fragrant sweat dripping from her delicate, fair skin. She cried out softly, "Ah...it hurts so much...I can't take it anymore..."

A sound like a dying struggle escaped from her tight throat. The dragon girl gripped Long Ling's arms tightly, his fingers seeming to embed themselves one by one, indicating the intensity of the impact. Slightly lifting her lower body, she saw pink mucous membranes everted, her chrysanthemum petals violently abused, presenting a lewd scene.

Chapter 040 Dragon Girl's Passion (12)

The hard male penis was surrounded by the hot flesh cavity, the narrow opening tightly constricting, making the glans even more engorged and swollen. Long Ling took the girl's small hand and stroked it downwards, wanting her to know the degree of their intimacy. As if suddenly realizing the man's intentions, the dragon girl shyly withdrew her hand.

“It’s fully inside…” A triumphant expression, like a conqueror’s declaration, as Long Ling slowly withdrew his penis, his gaze fixed on the beauty’s expression. “Ah…don’t move…” Her vaginal opening was still unable to adapt to the tightness of the foreign object’s intrusion; even the slightest movement caused a burning pain, like being cut open.

He stroked her erect nipples, gently biting them with his teeth, slowly arousing her desire, then slowly withdrew his penis, the tightly joined vaginal opening feeling as if it were being sucked up. “Pop…” Like uncorking a bottle cap, their pressed bodies finally separated, and the dragon girl, completely enveloped by Long Ling, suddenly felt a sense of security. Although her anus still hurt, she began to use stiff movements to accommodate her lover’s attack on her back door.

As he thrust in and out, he caressed her fair skin, saying with tenderness, "Sister... bear with it... it won't hurt in a moment..." His pace varied, his jade pestle sliding in and out of her narrow passage. Soon, sure enough, the girl's cries turned into soft moans, "Ugh..." As his glans rubbed against the inner walls of her vagina, waves of pleasure surged from her lower abdomen. The air was thick with the scent of sex, making one feel lost.

The girl unconsciously clung to Long Ling, her legs hooking around his lower back. "What does this feel like?" Experiencing anal sex for the first time, the girl was confused. Her face flushed, her body weak and limp. "Brother... um... it's so itchy inside... just keep going..."

He began to thrust rhythmically, the narrow opening constantly secreting fluids that splattered onto her chrysanthemum, allowing his thick penis to move freely and making "tsk tsk" sounds. The furrowed brows on her pretty face had relaxed, and she frequently gave Long Ling a seductive smile of enjoyment. The girl had successfully passed the ordeal and was now enjoying the waves of pleasure emanating from the point where her anus and the man's genitals were joined.

There was no need to be gentle anymore. Long Ling rubbed and kneaded Xiao Xin's breasts while thrusting his thick, hard penis deep and shallow into her tight rectum. Because it was so tight, he felt a very comfortable friction against the walls, and waves of pleasure washed over him, making him thrust even more wildly into the girl's body.

The sensuality of her anus had been awakened, causing her honey hole to overflow with lustful fluids. The girl cried out in a daze, which increased Long Ling's pleasure. At the same time, stimulated by the tightening of her anus, he became even more excited and increased the speed of his thrusts. He held the girl's slender waist with one hand, increasing the force of his thrusts, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, while his other hand fiercely kneaded her breasts. At the same time, he concentrated all his strength on his buttocks, thrusting again and again.

The massive rod thrust in and out violently, her chrysanthemum petals churning and swirling with each stroke, enduring the intense impact. Long Ling passionately kissed the beauty's engorged, red lips, his tongue plunging into her mouth. The dragon maiden willingly extended her tongue, entwining it with her lover's, swallowing the saliva he transferred to her.

The intense pleasure drove her into a state of ecstasy; the walls of her anus clung tightly to his penis, the sponge-like folds seemingly possessing a force that could draw her inward. Saliva glistened from the corners of her pink lips.

At this moment, her graceful body twisted and contorted incessantly, her beautiful eyes glazed, her red lips burning like fire, her juices overflowing like a burst dam, cascading between her legs, soaking her pubic hair and wetting a large patch of grass. The dragon maiden continuously rubbed the hair of the man pressing down on her, while simultaneously moaning in a dreamlike frenzy.

Her jade-like buttocks thrust upwards with each wanton cry, and by this point, she had entered a semi-conscious, frenzied world. Long Ling couldn't help but kiss and bite her face and nipples. The girl swayed her slender waist, her long hair damp with sweat, and her seductive moans drove the man even more mad, intoxicating him.

Hearing her wanton cries and seeing her squeezing her breasts together, her fingers kneading her nipples, Long Ling felt a secret joy and decided to speed things up, to bring her to orgasm. He exerted himself even more, his thick penis thrusting in and out of her incredibly tight rectum, showing no signs of fatigue, but rather growing more fierce and ruthless with each stroke. At this moment, the dragon girl was

truly wanton; she uttered continuous moans, her anus pressing tightly against him, and the squelching sounds of her juices filled the air.

It was clear that the battle was extremely intense; otherwise, her love juices wouldn't have flowed so profusely, like a river bursting its banks.

The engorged shaft rotated and rubbed against her from time to time, sometimes pressing deeper into her anus, the intestinal flesh being gently scraped. At the height of ecstasy, her naked body pressed against her lover, her firm breasts rubbing against his chest, her legs spread wide to welcome the penetration of his massive member.

The soft body pressed against his chest, and Long Ling felt an unbearable pleasure, his thick, hard member thrusting even harder. The dragon girl moaned incessantly with the rhythm of the penetration, her juices flowing ever more freely, her anus becoming increasingly hot and tight.

"Oh..." The fierce sounds of flesh colliding and moaning filled the air. Suddenly, a tingling, itchy sensation surged from her lower body, and she gasped softly, letting out muffled cries. Long Ling knew her essence was about to flow; he gripped her legs tightly, lifting them onto his shoulders, and thrusting his hips forward, penetrating deep into her rectum.

Suddenly, he felt her anus contract and relax, her jade legs tightly gripping him. The Dragon Girl cried out softly, her vaginal fluids gushing out like a hot stream. Long Ling felt layers of flesh inside her, one after another, his penis feeling incredibly comfortable, and he couldn't help but thrust in and out relentlessly.

Accompanied by the girl's intoxicating moans and groans, Long Ling continued, as if urging a man to quickly insert his penis into her rear. With one hand supporting her buttocks and the other grasping his own penis, he aimed at her vagina and, with a "whoosh," inserted it into her flower lips from behind. The Dragon Girl cried out softly, arching her buttocks to meet his thrusts.

"So wonderful..." She felt each thrust hitting her heart, surging the red core of her desire. She screamed loudly, lost in ecstasy, her love juices gushing from her petals, her beautiful body covered in fragrant sweat.

While vigorously thrusting into the maiden's fleshy orifice, he admired her beautiful back—a flawless, snow-white back, not only exquisitely curved but also as smooth as silk.

Her buttocks were raised high, the two plump buttocks full of elasticity, and the anus in the middle was particularly delicate. Her small anus opened and closed slightly, as if glancing at Long Ling.

He was getting excited and immediately had a wicked idea. He suddenly pulled his penis all the way out and stopped. The girl was in the throes of passion when she suddenly felt a void in her lower body and naturally protested. Long Ling sneered and quickly reinserted his penis. "Ouch..." the girl cried out in pain, because the large penis had entered her anus. While she

was in pain, a strange sensation came from her swollen rectum. Besides the initial pain of insertion, a different kind of pleasure followed. The girl stopped protesting and even actively twisted her buttocks to welcome the powerful bombardment of the penis. “…Ah, so good…fuck me…” The moans started and couldn’t stop. “Oh…so good…brother…you’re filling me up so full…so satisfying…mmm…”

“My beauty…you said what your brother’s…what…what…brother didn’t hear you clearly…say it again…” Long Ling teased her on purpose and sped up. “Ah…you’re so bad…you know perfectly well…oh dear…okay…I’ll say it…your big cock…so thick…filling my little asshole…so good…but my pussy is so itchy…don’t stop…fuck my anus…”

The girl’s shameless moans made Long Ling fuck her even more frantically, sometimes thrusting into her anus, sometimes swaying his hips to pound into her honey hole. The dragon girl twisted her hips from time to time, matching the rhythm of the play in her front and back orifices. As she twisted her hips, she moaned loudly, "Ah...so good..."

The huge rod thrust powerfully and deeply into her small hole, each thrust penetrating deep into her flesh, slamming the large glans heavily against the neck of her narrow passage, causing her to scream loudly. And when it was pulled out, she shouted anxiously, "Ah...fuck me...fuck me to death..." At the same time, the lustful water in her honeyed passage gushed out in an endless stream, the glans scraped out, flowing to the outside of her vulva, dripping onto the ground, and some flowing down her inner thighs and into the back of her knees as she knelt.

Lying on the girl's back, vigorously fucking her little hole, Long Ling also played with her breasts with one hand, and played with her most sensitive place with the other. He pinched, rubbed, kneaded, tapped, and dug, alternating between the actions incessantly. His fingers flicked and prodded at her already swollen clitoris, scraping and pushing against the tenderest tip.

Meanwhile, the dragon girl's juices flowed endlessly, like a gushing spray, trickling down her inner thighs and into the crook of her knees, the overflowing fluids also soaking his penis. Because he was lying on her back, only his buttocks were moving, making it somewhat difficult. Long Ling climbed off her, grabbed her buttocks, and thrust forcefully, twisting his lower body.

Lying prone, she emitted beautiful moans that were almost intoxicating. Hearing the girl's cries for him to thrust harder, Long Ling excitedly increased the speed of his thrusts, hitting her G-spot with every stroke. Although the girl's moans were growing fainter as she reached her climax, Long Ling continued his frenzied thrusting from behind. He felt her cervix clenching and biting at his glans, a gush of foamy, lustful fluid shooting out.

When his massive member entered the deepest part of her secret passage, grinding against the soft, tender flesh of her G-spot, "Ah..." the layers of vaginal walls contracted and closed, surrounding his penis from all sides. The entrance to her vagina sucked and drew in like a baby nursing, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out, splashing onto his glans, sending a hot, pleasurable sensation through him.

As the beautiful girl nearly fainted from pleasure, Long Ling reached the peak of ejaculation. He thrust desperately, forcefully penetrating her anus. "...Brother is going to ejaculate in your asshole..." Upon hearing this, the girl knew her lover was about to ejaculate in her rear. Her round, full buttocks writhed from side to side and back to back, making Long Ling feel his rectum opening and closing, powerfully biting and sucking at his glans, as if it were getting tighter and tighter. He felt a surge of pleasure, a tingling and numbness in his glans, a ache in his spine, and a thick, hot stream of semen shot out, spraying deep into his rectum.

The incredibly pleasurable orgasm simultaneously overwhelmed the passionate couple, thick vaginal and male semen continuously spraying out, soaking their tightly pressed lower bodies. After falling from their peak, they felt weak and powerless all over. They huddled together and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 41 Guanyin Master

"Brother Sudhana, is Master still meditating in the forest?" After sending his exhausted senior sister, the Dragon Girl, back to her room, Long Ling went alone to the bamboo grove where Guanyin Bodhisattva was meditating. He saw Sudhana standing there in a daze, so Long Ling walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and asked.

"Ah~~~! Junior Brother Ling'er, you're back! Master was just wondering why you and the Dragon Girl hadn't returned yet! I didn't expect you to appear so quickly!" When Long Ling touched him, Sudhana jumped up in surprise. After realizing it was Long Ling, he calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh! Alright, I'll go find Master now." With that, Long Ling ignored Sudhana's words and ran into the purple bamboo grove, leaving a dejected Sudhana alone.

Entering the purple bamboo grove, one sees serene greenery everywhere, delicate bamboo leaves, and a subtle fragrance mingling with the gentle breeze. The bamboo in the grove is in full bloom. A breeze rustles the leaves, each branch and leaf evoking a sense of melancholy. The dense green canopy floats overhead, sunlight filtering through dappled patterns, adding to the tranquility and serenity of the place. Sparse shade on the ground sways in the wind, bringing a refreshing coolness. Upon closer inspection, one can vaguely discern red and purple veins—are these the tear stains left by the legendary lovers Ehuang and Nüying, or the dampness of the rain on the bamboo leaves? Bamboo is often associated with noble gentlemen; who but a hermit would appreciate it? Transplanted from the mountains to the palace, it inevitably loses some of the elegance and charm of Ling Lun. It will never again possess the ethereal and lofty melody of "Guangling San," a celestial melody. The world is oblivious, while the mediocre trouble themselves. Occasionally, bamboo leaves, like wisps of smoke, would slowly fall, seemingly staining the silk skirt with their verdant hues, adding subtle traces to the monochrome pattern. Who could have commissioned such a grove of pearls and jade to adorn it? Alas, peach blossoms fade easily, lotuses linger in summer, chrysanthemums cannot withstand the swirling snow, and winter plum blossoms wither in spring. Of all the seasons, perhaps only bamboo remains evergreen, unchanging with the seasons, unmoved by the cold, its flourishing and withering uninterrupted. Perhaps only such a thing could remain undefeated in the harem? Yet, from ancient times to the present, how many have truly achieved this? She herself could not escape the fate of drifting with the tide. Thinking this, Long Ling's steps slowed, her footsteps rustling on the ground like a lament for fleeting youth.

"Ling'er!" Suddenly, a clear voice startled Long Ling from her reverie. She looked up intently. A figure clad in a light white gauze robe appeared beside him. The robe draped her exquisite figure, her eyes like autumn waves, her eyebrows like distant mountains, and her lips naturally red. Her loose-fitting robe concealed her breasts and shapely buttocks, yet Long Ling could still feel the curves of her body.

Guanyin's slender fingers held a jade vase in one hand, while the other grasped his right hand, which was covered in ink. Her movement was abrupt, and the robe slipped down, revealing his arm, as delicate as a lotus root. She smiled at Long Ling, her usual smile—kind, benevolent, and compassionate. Then she said, "Ling'er, what were you thinking about just now? You were so engrossed that you didn't even notice my arrival." At this point, Guanyin's brow furrowed slightly, her expression turning serious and slightly displeased.

"No, nothing. Oh, right! Also, Senior Sister Long'er wasn't feeling well today, so she went back to rest," Long Ling quickly changed the subject.

"Hmm! Let me take you to review the Buddhist scriptures first! You've read them for so many years, have you forgotten them?" Perhaps Guanyin didn't want to press Long Ling further, so she gave up and said to her.

Whether it was because Long Ling held her hand too tightly, or because Guanyin still considered Long Ling a child, she let Long Ling hold her delicate hand tightly as they walked inside.

Chapter 042 Teasing Guanyin

In a place in the Purple Bamboo Forest, Guanyin and Long Ling sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, and Long Ling was reciting a Buddhist scripture—the Lotus Sutra—with her eyes closed.

"The Lotus Sutra is the point that breaks through duality and illuminates the One. It subdues the five defilements, propagates the Three Vehicles, transcends expedient wisdom, and possesses boundless compassion. It first establishes the traces of the illusory city, then reveals the essence of the jeweled string. Though the chariots differ, the rain is truly the same. It is recorded with the name of the Perfect Enlightenment, and granted the position of the True Child, so that all may enter the Dharma nature and return to this. In the past, the ?rama?a Dharmarak?a of the Holy Land translated the True Lotus Sutra during the reign of Emperor Wu of Jin. Later, Yao Xing of the Later Qin Dynasty invited Kumarajiva to translate the Wonderful Lotus Sutra... May there be no worries. At that time, Shakyamuni Buddha instructed all the emanations of Buddhas from the ten directions to return to their original lands, and said, 'All Buddhas may go wherever they wish. The stupa of Many Treasures Buddha can still be as before.' When he said this, the countless emanations of Buddhas from the ten directions, seated on lion thrones under jeweled trees, along with Many Treasures Buddha and countless Bodhisattvas such as the Supreme Being, the fourfold assembly of ?āriputra, and all beings in the world, including gods, humans, and asuras, were greatly delighted upon hearing the Buddha's words."

"It seems you've been studying Buddhist scriptures all these years, and you haven't forgotten a single detail." After Long Ling finished reciting the entire scripture, Guanyin opened her eyes, smiled slightly at him, and said, "Alright, that's enough for today. Go and rest for a while! And remember, never recklessly venture into those forbidden areas in the Purple Bamboo Forest." Guanyin's gaze became incredibly solemn as she said this.

"Yes, thank you, Master. I'll go now!" Long Ling said happily as he got up to greet Guanyin. However, having sat cross-legged on the lotus platform for so long, and rising so quickly, he suddenly felt a numbness in his legs and lost his balance, falling headlong into Guanyin's arms. Guanyin

hadn't expected this to happen. Seeing Long Ling rushing towards her, she was stunned and forgot to dodge. And so, Long Ling fell into her arms. Long Ling hurriedly reached forward and embraced Guanyin's smooth body, his face bumping against her ample bosom.

Just as he was about to apologize, he bit down on a soft mound, his tongue even touching a small grape, and inhaled a faint fragrance from Guanyin's body. Guanyin

was stunned, feeling her breasts being firmly pressed by Long Ling's demonic hand, while her other breast was being bitten by his teeth. A strange feeling arose within her, and the cold, beautiful Guanyin blushed, as vibrant as a blooming rose.

Long Ling initially thought Guanyin would rebuke him, so he quietly remained on top of her. But after waiting a long time without any movement from Guanyin, Long Ling looked up at her face.

He saw that Guanyin's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were glazed. Long Ling knew that Guanyin was already somewhat aroused, so he became bolder and began to knead and caress Guanyin's breasts roughly, his teeth sucking hard through Guanyin's light white gauze robe. Guanyin's face grew increasingly red with Long Ling's teasing, her breathing became more and more rapid, and her legs tightly closed, rubbing against each other slightly.

Seeing his usually aloof and revered master, Guanyin Bodhisattva, panting beneath him, Long Ling felt a surge of excitement and joy.

While sucking on Guanyin Bodhisattva's breasts, Long Ling slowly moved one hand to her collar, gently pulling off her clothes. Guanyin Bodhisattva, lost in lust, seemed oblivious to all this.

Once her clothes were removed, her entire body was exposed to Long Ling's eyes. Seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva's curvaceous body, Long Ling couldn't resist licking and sucking her. Then, Long Ling's wicked hand slowly moved towards Guanyin Bodhisattva's labia. The moment his fingers touched her, Long Ling discovered that Guanyin Bodhisattva's labia were already overflowing with moisture.

"I never imagined that my usually aloof and cold Master Guanyin would be so sensitive, so easily aroused." Thinking this, Long Ling smiled wickedly, then slowly kissed Guanyin's sexy navel down to her tender pink labia, his tongue slipping inside.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by, and Guanyin felt a chill, regaining a sliver of clarity. When she came to her senses, she found herself lying naked on the lotus platform. Even more shameful was that her beloved disciple Long Ling's tongue was still frantically swirling inside her labia, while a demonic hand kneaded her breasts.

"Ah~~~!" Guanyin screamed and pushed Long Ling off the lotus platform. She covered her private parts with the clothes next to her and said angrily to Long Ling, "You wicked disciple, get out of here!"

Long Ling knew that he was useless here and might even arouse Guanyin's disgust, so he pretended to be obedient and aggrieved and left.

After seeing Long Ling leave, Guanyin slowly put on her clothes. When Guanyin looked down and found that her body was covered with the yin fluid flowing from her body and the saliva of her precious disciple, Guanyin was both angry and shy. She couldn't help but spit lightly, "What a little rascal, hmph~~~! I can't forgive him easily this time!" After saying that, she quickly put on her clothes and walked towards her residence deep in the bamboo forest, no longer caring about the Buddhist scriptures.

Chapter 043 Nine-Tailed Fox (1)

After Long Ling left, it was late and she wanted to go back to her room to rest. Long Ling, his mind replaying recent events, strolled aimlessly.

Suddenly, the leaves rustled, and the wind whispered. His ears twitched; he heard light, rapid footsteps approaching from afar, as if someone were rushing through the forest.

A chill ran through him, his eyes narrowing, a sudden flash of blue light appearing. He saw the branches swaying in the distance, and sure enough, someone was moving swiftly across the leaves.

The starlight filtering through the foliage shone on the person, flashing by in an instant. He was suddenly dumbfounded. The person was graceful, with a beautiful face—it was none other than the Purple-Clad Fairy! The girl, dressed in a purple robe, floated like a fairy, passing before him in a flash. Although it was dark and the forest dense, in a split second he recognized her as the Purple-Clad Fairy. Overjoyed, he was about to call out when the Purple-Clad Fairy turned around, smiled sweetly at him, and raised a finger to silence him.

Her smile was charming and captivating, her eyes brimming with delightful laughter. Long Ling, gazing at her slender, jade-like fingers and peach-colored lips, was instantly struck by lightning, his soul completely captivated.

The purple-clad fairy winked at him, smiling as she gently waved her hand, then suddenly turned and danced like a purple whirlwind, leaping

swiftly through the trees towards the southeast. Without a second thought, Long Ling immediately gathered his energy, leaping and chasing after her. The two moved with lightning speed, their shadows flashing past, the fragrance of flowers vanishing in an instant. A light drizzle brushed against their faces, cool and refreshing, indescribably comfortable. Long Ling followed closely behind the purple-clad fairy, watching her black hair flow, her purple dress like a cloud, her snow-white bare feet leaping and tumbling among the branches, his heart pounding again.

The two traveled like this, one after the other, for half an hour, leaving the forest, crossing rivers and mountains, and arriving at a large canyon. The drizzle gradually stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and a crescent moon pierced through the clouds. The canyon instantly brightened considerably. Qianqian suddenly stopped and slowly turned around. Hands on her hips, she smiled and said, "You brat, what are you doing following me like that? Planning something bad?" Her voice was clear and melodious, like a mountain spring gurgling over rocks.

Long Ling stopped three zhang away from her, about to speak, when suddenly he tensed up, his throat feeling as if it were choked. After a long pause, his face flushed red, and he stammered, "Come back with me." The purple-clad fairy made a sound of surprise, seemingly not having heard him clearly. A smile slowly spread across her pretty face, blooming like a night-blooming cereus in the moonlight. She giggled, "You're quite amusing. You seem so honest, yet your words are enough to drive anyone crazy."

She crossed her arms, staring at Long Ling's slightly flushed face, and said with a smile, "What if I don't go back with you?" Long Ling looked at her radiant smile and almond-shaped eyes, coughed, and said, "If you come out so quietly, Father and Mother will worry. Rest here tonight, and go back tomorrow!"

The purple-clad fairy giggled, "You're so considerate, afraid I'll run into bad people?" Suddenly, she beckoned with her hand, smiling sweetly, "Come here." Long Ling stepped forward. When he was about ten feet away, a strange, delicate fragrance wafted into his nostrils. A chill ran through him; he thought of something but couldn't quite put his finger on it. Suddenly, he remembered that the purple-clad fairy's natural fragrance was a sweet, refreshing scent, unlike this slightly eerie, intoxicating fragrance.

A sudden chill ran down his spine, his mind tightened, and goosebumps rose all over his body as he felt a chilling killing intent looming. Terrified, he didn't have time to think; his true energy surged instantly, soaring into the sky. A burst of silver light, like a cascading galaxy, flowed from beneath his feet. Thousands of fine needles shot out simultaneously.

These thousands of silver needles shot over ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) and embedded themselves in a row of dragon claw locust trees. The seven or eight locust trees withered and shriveled instantly, collapsing to the ground.

The silver light was dazzling, and in an instant, thousands more tiny silver needles rained down from the sky. Enraged, Long Ling unleashed a fierce palm strike, instantly blasting them all away. Amidst the silvery laughter of the purple-clad fairy, her delicate hands danced, continuously launching various hidden weapons. In an instant, it was like a hundred flowers blooming, a shower of stars falling.

The hidden weapons were diverse in style, some swirling, some curving, some bursting forth, appearing one after another. Long Ling shouted, "Who exactly are you?" He parted his palms, scattering a clump of thorns. Instead of retreating, he advanced, reaching out to grab her. The purple-clad fairy smiled sweetly, "Who do you think I am?" Suddenly, she thrust her ample breasts forward.

Seeing her charming smile and delicate beauty, Long Ling realized she was clearly his seventh sister, and his heart was filled with confusion once more. Suddenly realizing that what he touched were soft breasts, he was startled and quickly withdrew his hand. A look

of surprise flashed across the purple-clad fairy's face, and she giggled, "You're really interesting. You stubbornly follow me around, I can't get rid of you. But when a bargain is offered to you, you dare not take it. You're such a fool." Her voice was soft and melodious, especially the words "fool," which were tender and lingering, making Long Ling's heart pound and his face flush. For a moment, he was caught between a rock and a hard place, his hand flailing awkwardly in mid-air.

The purple-clad fairy stepped forward, her chest thrusting forward to meet his attack. Long Ling gasped and quickly retreated several steps, looking quite disheveled. The purple-clad fairy covered her mouth and giggled, her eyes sparkling. "Silly boy, why do you keep following me if you dare not touch me?" Her pretty face showed both reproach and delight, making Long Ling instantly stunned.

Seeing him staring blankly at her, the purple-clad fairy found it quite amusing. She leaned closer to him, less than a foot away, nose to nose, eye to eye. Her large, almond-shaped eyes, clear and bright, gazed at him intently, a smile playing on her lips. Her fragrant, warm breath tickled Long Ling, stirring a strange feeling within him.

The purple-clad fairy chuckled and said softly, "Silly boy." Her eyes were as gentle as water, her smile as radiant as a flower, full of tender affection and captivating charm. Long Ling felt dizzy and confused, his mind a jumble, as if he had suddenly fallen into an ocean of her gaze, drowning and suffocating. He felt a mixture of tension and joy, almost fainting.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he seemed to sense a strange and sharp killing intent approaching like lightning. His heart skipped a beat, and he leaped backward. Looking again, the purple-clad fairy before him was gone. He thought, "That girl was clearly the purple-clad fairy; her voice and smile were exactly the same. But her whole being was extremely strange, and the fragrance she exuded was eerie and unique, completely different from the others, as if she were a different person altogether."

Looking up, the starry sky was dazzling, and the dark hills resembled sleeping dragons and crouching tigers. Grassy slopes connected to forests, stretching upwards, the clear sound of a stream tinkling from behind rocks and forests, continuing intermittently until it disappeared behind the giant rocks at the mountaintop. Dragon Feather, inhaling the lingering fragrance in the air, rode the wind and sped upwards.

The stream shimmered under the starlight. Entering the forest, the shadows of trees stretched out, the water murmured, leaves rustled, and the sounds of summer insects and night birds filled the air. Suddenly, Long Ling's heart skipped a beat. She saw a purple gauze scarf being washed by the stream, floating and sinking, eventually getting caught on a withered branch, swaying and bobbing.

Long Ling was greatly alarmed. She grabbed the scarf, looked up, and was filled with doubt and surprise. She wrung it out, put it in her bosom, and ran frantically upwards. Near the top of the slope, Long Ling suddenly heard a faint singing voice; the voice was alluring and joyful, and in the quiet mountain forest, blended with the gurgling stream, it sounded even more beautiful. This singing voice was completely different from the playful and melodious voice of the purple-clad fairy, bearing no resemblance whatsoever.

A strange, eerie fragrance wafted on the night breeze, amidst the fragrance of trees and flowers, quite similar to the singing voice. Long Ling suddenly felt a strong unease. She immediately held her breath, lightly leaped to the top of the slope, and hid behind a huge rock.

The top of the slope was wide open, several hundred feet in diameter. Everywhere were dense, towering trees, reaching for the clouds. Starlight seeped through the layers of intertwined branches and leaves, dappling the grass. The forest was dimly lit, shrouded in mist, deep and indistinct. But to Chi You's azure eyes, it was as bright as day.

A mountain stream meandered through the forest, its water vapor swirling in the air. On an ironwood tree, a purple silk dress hung, swaying in the wind. The alluring song emanated from behind the ironwood tree, occasionally punctuated by light, joyful laughter.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed before his eyes, as if struck by a thousand blows. Long Ling felt his blood rush to his head, his heart pounding wildly, and a burning sensation in his throat. A woman with flowing hair stood naked in the stream, her fair skin and curvaceous figure laid bare before him. Her shapely body, reflected in the shimmering water, made her appear like a nocturnal spirit amidst the stiff, upright trees and the soft, dim starlight.

She was turned away from Long Ling, a joyful smile on her face, playing with the water droplets as she immersed herself in the clear, emerald water. From Long Ling's angle, he could see her face clearly: her alluring, rosy lips and beautifully oval face; her delicate breasts and the lush, grassy pubic area were blurred by the water.

Knowing full well that peeping wasn't exactly honorable, he stubbornly refused to move an inch, his eyes unwilling to leave her shapely figure. "I...I didn't mean to peek...it was unintentional..." He mentally prepared countless excuses for his actions, trying to rationalize them.

The melodious singing continued to drift over, but Long Ling couldn't tear his gaze away. Pink nipples floated on the clear water, teasing him, while the body beneath the surface was even more alluring. The woman climbed ashore, her back to Long Ling, wiping the water droplets from her body, completely unaware of his peeping gaze.

Although her long, white legs were also captivating, Long Ling's eyes remained fixed on her perfectly rounded, artistically curved figure. The woman's hair was purple, now wet and soft, clinging to her chest.

A slight tremor ran through him; this woman didn't seem to be the Purple Fairy! Long Ling held his breath and stared. The woman was already dressed, her black hair flowing, her dress flowing, her breasts as white as snow, the hem of her skirt swaying in the night breeze, her long, slender, white legs faintly visible.

Her eyebrows were arched, her almond-shaped eyes clear and captivating, her pointed oval face full of gentle smiles. She was indeed not the Purple-Clad Fairy; her features did bear a resemblance to the Purple-Clad Fairy by three or four points, and her figure was not far off, but she possessed more allure and less innocence. Her eyes, with their flowing light, were charming and captivating, stealing one's soul.

The Purple-Clad Woman's eyes flickered, glancing towards his hiding place. Long Ling did not avoid her, staring directly at her. Just as he was about to reveal himself, he saw the Purple-Clad Woman giggle, lightly passing through the dense forest, gracefully walking down the mountain.

The shadows of the trees flashed, starlight danced, and the wind whistled. The woman in purple had a graceful silhouette, and the night breeze carried her delicate fragrance.

Towering trees and cascading vines surrounded her. She moved with an unhurried, graceful gait, parting the flowers and willows. Her bare, snow-white feet swayed rhythmically, seemingly in harmony with some unspoken beauty, an indescribable allure, each step striking a chord with Chi You's heart.

A silken pouch hung from her purple sash; Chi You's blue-eyed gaze revealed what appeared to be a red agate-like object inside, gently swaying and bumping against her full, rounded hips. Long Ling glanced at it twice, and his mouth went dry.

The woman in purple strolled on, oblivious to his presence, humming a soft song. Her voice was slightly hoarse, deep and melodious, as if whispering in his ear. The occasional nasal cadence tickled his ears; though he couldn't make out the lyrics, the voice was alluring and gentle, seemingly the same as the one he'd sung while bathing naked by the river in the forest.

Long Ling had only listened for a moment when her snow-white, alluring body suddenly flashed through his mind, instantly turning him blushing. A surge of heat shot from his lower abdomen throughout his body. He immediately regained his composure, a thought flashing through his mind: "Damn it, this vixen is definitely not Seventh Sister!" Suddenly, his eyes lit up. The bright moon hung high, its light dazzling. The waters of Tianjing Lake churned and rippled, shimmering with a bewitching and dazzling light. At this moment, a ray of moonlight shone on the snow-capped mountaintop and the lake surface, reflecting... The woman in purple had a face that was radiant and lustrous, like jade. A cold wind blew, causing her purple robes to flutter, her wrists as white as snow, her bare feet like jade, making her seem like a fairy from a desolate wasteland.

She sat on a large rock by the lake, chin in hand, gazing into the distance. Turning her head, her eyes sparkled, she smiled at him, her snow-white hand supporting her cheek, her slender fingers rhythmically tapping her skin. Her eyes were full of laughter, as if she knew him very well.

Long Ling immediately chuckled. He smiled and sat down opposite her. The woman in purple brought her head close to his, her eyes sparkling, her breath sweet as orchids. The snow-white moonlight filtered through the water curtain, casting a soft glow on her face. The water shimmered, creating a play of light and shadow. Her delicate, beautiful face was calm and sweet, a faint smile playing on her lips, as if she were having a languid dream. The alluring, mischievous air that had been on her small, oval face was gone

, replaced by an innocent and pure beauty. A section of her snow-white neck peeked out from beside her collar, adding to the allure; her silk robe draped over her body, the barely concealed curves making one's blood boil; the fabric slipped open at her shoulders, revealing smooth, white skin. Long Ling suddenly remembered seeing her bathing last night, his chest tightening, his blood surging. Forcibly suppressing the inexplicable erotic thoughts, he exhaled, "Are you Yan Yajing, the nine-tailed fox demon from the South Sea?" "

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Chapter 044 Nine-Tailed Fox (2)

Hearing his words, this woman in purple was actually Yan Yajing, the nine-tailed fox demon from the South China Sea, who was known throughout the world as a beauty with a thousand faces.

Yan Yajing did not answer, her watery peach blossom eyes stared at Long Ling, and she shook her head and sighed with a smile: "I have long heard of His Highness the Crown Prince's wisdom and martial prowess. It has been so long since you recognized me? I have really spoiled you for nothing!" Her eyes were gentle and her beauty was indescribable.

Hot blood surged to his throat, and Long Ling hugged her tightly. At close range, Yan Yajing's sweet and enchanting breath blew on his face. Her eyes were rippling and her smile was sweet and charming.

The lake shimmered, making her pretty face sometimes bright and sometimes dark. Her cheeks were rosy, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cherry lips were delicate and luscious, like a begonia under the moon. Long Ling suddenly realized that her beauty was no less than that of his seventh sister...

Yan Yaqing stared blankly, her eyes hesitant. After a long while, as if she had made up her mind, her cheeks suddenly flushed, her eyes sparkling like wine, and she smiled sweetly, "Your Highness..." Her voice was barely audible, yet it was tender and unforgettable, "Alright... then I'll make it up to you properly..." She thrust her full, high breasts forward. Her snow-white, smooth skin seemed ready to burst, and her round, high breasts looked as if they would tear her purple dress apart. They rose and fell rapidly with her breath.

Long Ling's mouth went dry. This fox spirit looked so charming and alluring, so cute and seductive, that he wanted to hold her and kiss her passionately. Suddenly, he remembered the scene of bathing in the forest, and in an instant, his blood surged, a heat rising from his lower abdomen to the top of his head. Yan Yaqing's eyes were shimmering, and her smile was like ripples on spring water, spreading outwards in circles, threatening to drown and melt him.

He was suddenly enveloped in a breathtakingly alluring fragrance, and abruptly found himself in the arms of a beautiful woman. His face rested against her soft, full breasts, and a strange sensation washed over him. His heart pounded, his breath caught in his throat. The enchanting scent lingered in his nostrils, and strands of hair gently brushed against his face. Through the thin fabric of her dress, the undulating breasts made his blood boil, and his mind wander.

The shimmering light of the snow illuminated the lakeside. Yan Yajing, dressed in purple, her profile like a sculpture of ice and jade, her cheeks flushed, her long eyelashes trembling, seemed lost in thought. Her face flushed, she nestled against Long Ling's shoulder, "Your Highness..." her voice soft and intimate, lingering and unforgettable.

Long Ling's head was nestled between her deep cleavage, pressed against those two soft, smooth mounds, the fragrance filling his senses. How could he not have some fantasies?

Through the silk fabric, he could clearly see her smooth, white breasts and her erect, rosy nipples, and his heart pounded wildly. Her

warm, smooth body snaked around him, their skin pressed together, their breaths mingling. They could even hear each other's heartbeats.

The feeling was so strange, so moving. Her soft, fragrant body was both hot and tender, and her strange, alluring scent made him forget everything else. He vaguely heard her whispering something, but he couldn't make it out. It felt like a spring breeze whispering flower murmurs, a warm, tingling sensation in his ears, both pleasurable and unpleasant.

He slowly opened his arms and held her tightly, his embrace so tight it felt as if he wanted to pull her into his arms, as if he wanted to become one with her. Yan Yaqing trembled violently, letting out a soft moan, and slumped against him, her arms wrapped around his neck, burying her head in his shoulder.

The two embraced tightly, Yan Yaqing's body becoming hot and soft, as if melting. Suddenly, her face flushed, she glanced down at Long Ling and chuckled. Long Ling blushed and wanted to push her off, but Yan Yaqing let out a soft moan, her face still red, and wrapped her legs around him, pressing even closer.

His heart pounded wildly, Long Ling was overwhelmed by her soft, smooth body, his blood boiling. He wanted to forcefully push her away, yet he couldn't bear to separate them even an inch. The two became so intimately close, feeling an indescribable joy and sweetness in their hearts. The stone beneath them was cold and hard, yet it made him feel as if he were floating on a soft, ethereal cloud.

A blush rose on Yan Yajing's jade-like cheeks, contrasting with her original bright and spirited appearance, creating an indescribable delicate beauty, like a blooming white peony. Long Ling's heart fluttered for a moment, and when he regained his senses, he couldn't help but kiss the girl's soft, fragrant lips. The feeling of their lips touching was wonderful; although it wasn't a deep, passionate kiss, a sense of fulfillment, a warm connection, filled his entire being.

From the nine-tailed fox, Long Ling smelled the faint scent of the sea and the intoxicating fragrance of a young woman, making him almost want it to last forever. When the light kiss ended, they smiled at each other, both filled with an indescribable feeling. Long Ling, panting, stared at Yan Yajing, then leaned down again to embrace her neck and bite her lips.

A flash of embarrassment and annoyance crossed the girl's eyes, followed by a triumphant giggle. Long Ling was greatly puzzled. He reached out and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, his hand firmly touching her soft waist

as he frowned and looked at her. Yan Yaqing chuckled, glancing at him with a smile. She hooked her right arm around his neck and whispered softly in his ear, "Your Highness..." This "Your Highness" was called with tender affection, almost like flirting with him. "Do you...do you want to see my face?" Yan Yaqing blushed again, but didn't continue. Long Ling suddenly realized that this demoness had most likely changed her appearance and was no longer in her true form. His heart raced inexplicably, and he suddenly became nervous. "Don't try to fool me with a fake."

The nine-tailed fox spirit smiled sweetly and said softly, "I'm very ugly, and I'm afraid of frightening others, so I disguise myself every day!" Her eyes, filled with a mixture of shyness and joy, gazed at Long Ling, adding warmth to the cold night. Yan Yaqing blushed even more, her beauty captivating, and she gave him a soft moan. "Your Highness, close your eyes. I'll tell you when to open them." Her words were coquettish, but her face was beaming with joy. She added at the end, "Don't peek! Or I won't talk to you anymore."

Long Ling smiled and closed his eyes, feeling both nervous and expectant. Unexpectedly, the little fox spirit gently pushed him down onto a rock and suddenly reached out to strip off his clothes.

Long Ling was startled and opened his eyes, exclaiming, "What are you doing?" Yan Yaqing giggled, "I want to see your naked body, is that not allowed?" Her slender hands moved nimbly, and in the blink of an eye, she stripped his clothes off.

Long Ling's heart pounded, and his male characteristics reacted strongly. Although his underpants were covering him, they still uncontrollably swelled rapidly, stretching the underpants high like a tent. Yan Yaqing looked at the man's lower body and saw his prominent tent, which aroused her, making her restless and confused. Her face turned as red as a ripe persimmon, her breathing became noticeably rapid, and her chest heaved.

Yan Yaqing's face was flushed, and she chuckled softly, "Be a good boy and don't move." With a gentle tug, she pulled down his underwear as well. Long Ling was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. A sea breeze blew in, chilling to the bone. Yan Yaqing's eyes darted around, quickly stealing a glance at a certain part of his body. Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she chuckled, "You little rascal, we're even now. Back in the woods earlier? You certainly spied on your sister bathing quite a bit."

Long Ling was startled, suddenly remembering the first time he met her, when he followed her into the woods and inadvertently peeked at her bathing. His face flushed, his heart pounded, and he was speechless with embarrassment. Suddenly, her alluring, snow-white figure flashed through his mind! A surge of heat coursed through him, and his manhood instantly hardened.

Yan Yaqing screamed "Ah!" in surprise, abruptly closing her eyes and turning her head away. She grabbed his underwear and hastily covered his manhood with it. In her panic, her fingertips accidentally touched something, eliciting another sharp cry of anger. Yan Yajing's face turned bright red, her chest heaving violently. She turned her head away and spat angrily, "Look at you, pretending to be honest, but you're just a frivolous scoundrel."

Chapter 045 Nine-Tailed Fox (3)

Seeing her face flushed red under the moonlight, her delicate and angry expression was breathtakingly beautiful. Long Ling was somewhat distracted and kept chuckling, "If you hadn't wanted to strip me, how could I be like this?" Yan Yajing's face turned red again, and she spat, "Do you think I want to see this? It's so beautiful!"

In her shame and anger, she wanted to kick her, but as soon as she moved her foot, the underwear covering her swayed and was about to fly away. She screamed in surprise, stopped abruptly, stomped her foot, and walked away.

On the white sand beach, Yan Yajing crossed her arms and lowered her head slightly, seemingly lost in thought. The moonlight shone on her back, leaving a graceful figure on the beach. At this moment, a refreshing mountain breeze blew by, lifting her long, black hair.

Yan Yajing slightly turned half of her stunningly beautiful face, revealing long, willow-leaf eyebrows, curled eyelashes, bright, clear eyes, a delicate nose, and small, cherry-like lips. Moonlight filtered through the shimmering surface of the lake, casting a soft glow on her flawless complexion, making her appear even more ethereal. She gently tucked a strand of her flowing black hair behind her ear.

In the grey-blue night sky, the stars were faintly scattered, and the full moon shone brightly on the Mirror Lake, as if covered by ice and snow. The full moon shone brightly, its clear light shimmering. Seeing Yan Yajing standing gracefully in the wind, her smile enchanting, her voice alluring, her dress fluttering, revealing her exquisite figure, Long Ling suddenly felt a jolt in his heart, as if he were completely mesmerized.

His heart pounded, the memory of her gentle, alluring presence during her bath catching his breath, a sudden, indescribable sweetness washing over him.

Standing in the shallow waters of the lake, snow-white waves continuously washed over his bare white feet, wetting his flowing purple dress. The cool, damp sea breeze tossed his black hair, making it ripple like the ocean waves. Yan Yaqing slowly turned, gazing at Long Ling. Sunlight illuminated her almond-shaped eyes, their shimmering light shifting and changing.

A slight smile played on her lips, a smile that could topple cities. Her swaying gait was like a goddess, her allure enhanced by a touch of divine grace. Her alluring breasts seemed about to burst forth from the thin fabric of her dress, making it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, Yan Yaqing giggled, her body trembling, her pretty face tilted back, her watery eyes captivatingly fixed on Long Ling, a gentle smile playing on her lips. With a gentle loosening of her robe, her hands parted, and the purple robe slid swiftly from her smooth shoulders, revealing her delicate pink shoulders. She stood amidst the snow-white waves, wearing only a thin, peach-colored undergarment. While her breasts had been covered by her outer garment, they had already felt somewhat constricted; now, clad only in her undergarment, their prominent curves were subtly revealed.

Her jade-like body was exquisite, shapely, and captivatingly beautiful. Moonlight shone on her fair skin, easily revealing the shape of her nipples as they pushed up her bodice. A gentle mountain breeze blew, causing her undergarment to flutter, the rise and fall of her breasts a breathtaking sight, their graceful curves fully exposed, and the alluring beauty of her shapely legs subtly revealed.

Long Ling's mind went blank; his body stiffened, his mouth agape, speechless. His eyes were fixed on Yan Yaqing's snow-white body, tracing down her slender neck, her rounded, bony shoulders, her beautiful collarbones, the high, snow-white mounds hidden beneath the peach-pink gauze, her slender waist, her snow-white, full hips, her long, graceful legs… His eyes burned with lust, and a low, strange sound escaped his throat.

The clothes around her breasts were stretched taut, making them appear both perky and round, her full breasts bouncing as if they were about to burst out of the tight-fitting clothes, their peaks a breathtaking sight.

Seeing Long Ling's eyes roaming so brazenly over her body, especially his greedy gaze on her breasts that had never been touched by anyone before, Yan Yaqing blushed with immense shame, but secretly delighted. She gave him a charming, seductive look, deliberately thrusting out her full, high breasts, making her peach-like soft flesh even more prominent, and her deep cleavage even more obvious.

The tide surged in suddenly, waves crashing and spraying, the peach-colored undergarment swept away by the foam, drifting with the waves. Yan Yaqing, her creamy breasts prominent, stood naked in the lake, bathed in the pale moonlight, like a pear blossom in the rustling wind, breathtakingly beautiful. Her exquisite figure and fair chest were presented before Long Ling, causing his heart to stop, his breath to catch in his throat, and it took him a long while to recover.

She stood naked in the moonlight, like a newborn infant, fair and delicate. Her long, snow-white hair cascaded down like water, flowing over her fair, translucent skin; her pointed oval face was like warm, jade-like skin, slightly pale; her arched eyebrows were delicate and her almond-shaped eyes clear and captivating; her lips were so smooth they seemed to burst with a touch, and when she smiled, her dimples seemed to spin.

Her skin was clear and bright, like plum blossoms on a snow-capped mountain or red leaves on a frozen river, completely different from her usual cheerful demeanor; it bore some resemblance to the way Long Ling had first glimpsed her bathing, but upon closer inspection, they were vastly different. Long Ling exhaled softly, his gaze shifting downwards, and instantly felt a surge of heat, his face burning and his heart pounding. Her exquisite and graceful form far surpassed the body he had seen by the stream.

"In the whole world, besides my mother, only you have ever seen my true form!" Yan Yaqing's cheeks flushed, making her even more beautiful and captivating. Long Ling was stunned, his heart pounding with joy. He stammered, unsure what to say. "Really? Very good, very good!"

Yan Yaqing couldn't help but chuckle, covering her mouth with a shy smile. "Good at what?" She approached Long Ling gleefully, her underpants barely concealing his erect member, which she could clearly see. A blush instantly rose to her cheeks. She lifted her bare left leg, slid it over the man's body, and straddled him, her soft arm draped over his chest. She gazed at him with a mixture of sorrow and joy.

Long Ling was overjoyed. Their eyes met, his heart pounding as if it would leap out of his throat. He swiftly moved to Yan Yaqing's side, slowly circling around her. He panted, staring intently up and down, one hand trembling as he placed it on her smooth, white shoulder, the other encircling her delicate body, his arm around her back, which was as white as jade. Yan Yaqing giggled, her eyes fixed on Long Ling, her cheeks flushed.

His eyes fell upon a pair of slender, shapely, and rounded breasts, and what was even more remarkable was that the nipples were still a tender pink, clearly proof of virginity.

Long Ling smelled the faint fragrance of a young woman, and felt a surge of emotion. Suddenly, he remembered that she was naked and riding on his hips, and his mind went blank. His lust was aroused, and his blood was boiling.

Suddenly, he felt something pressing against his lower body, and Yan Yaqing cried out in surprise, her body stiffening abruptly. Then she felt a strong masculine presence, and her desire was ignited as well. Her face flushed, and she giggled. She slumped softly against him, her eyes alluring, panting slightly. "What...what do you want to do?"

His wild blood boiled instantly, and Long Ling held her tightly. "Aren't you...aren't you cold?" Yan Yaqing slowly leaned towards Long Ling, smiling sweetly. "So cold! I'm freezing! Silly boy, hold me tight!" Her high, rounded breasts stood proudly, trembling gently, indescribably charming and alluring.

"Good girl, with me here, you won't be cold anymore." Long Ling gently stretched out his arm and pulled Yan Yaqing into his embrace. His naked body immediately felt the coolness emanating from her, and a surge of tenderness welled up in his heart. The faint scent of rouge mixed with her natural fragrance seemed to act as a potent aphrodisiac, instantly igniting his desire. Seeing the alluring body of the beauty nestled in his arms, her disheveled hair, slightly parted red lips, her face flushed, and her breath coming in short gasps, along with her darting, hungry eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle softly. His right hand lightly caressed her waist and hips a few times.

With a soft moan, Yan Yaqing nestled into Long Ling's arms, pressed against his broad and strong chest. Her face instantly burned so hot that even she felt dizzy. If Long Ling hadn't been holding her waist, she would have already collapsed to the ground. Yan Yajing trembled slightly, overjoyed, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on him without blinking, her smile as beautiful as a flower. "Good brother, I love hearing you call me that." As she spoke the last few words, her face flushed crimson, her voice soft and gentle.

Hearing the ambiguous laughter of Long Ling, and stealing a glance at his mischievous smile, she understood what he was thinking. She felt both shy and gratified. "His Highness the Crown Prince still cares about me!" This thought made her body incredibly sensitive. Wherever Long Ling's fingers touched, she felt a spasm, even the pulse of the veins on her burning jade eyelashes pressed against her lower abdomen was clearly felt. In her dazed state, her body involuntarily changed, and a sweet moan escaped her throat.

Long Ling and Yan Yajing were so intimately close, skin to skin, listening to her tender words, smelling her fragrant scent, he felt as if he were in a dream. Yan Yaqing nestled softly in his arms, her pretty face flushed crimson, as if it were about to overflow with tears. Both their hearts pounded with sweet joy.

He slowly surveyed the woman lying in his arms; her jade-like body lay prone, her delicate face fair with a rosy glow, her small cherry lips slightly upturned, captivating his heart. The nine-tailed fox raised her head, her face shy, pouting her red lips, her bright eyes filled with allure as she glanced at Long Ling. Long Ling understood the meaning behind this gesture, but he made no move.

Suddenly, Yan Yaqing hugged Long Ling tightly, slipping into his arms like an eel, and kissed him deeply on the lips, their four lips meeting. A sudden roar went through Long Ling's mind; the world spun, and in an instant, he felt as if he had burst from his physical body, swaying in the wind, floating lightly in the air. Her soft, sweet tongue gently pried open his tightly closed teeth, dancing like a flame, licking and igniting a raging fire within him, bringing him an explosive happiness and unrestrained sweetness he had never experienced before...

Yan Yaqing let out a soft moan, closed her eyes, and her chest heaved, her delicate breaths sounding like bewitching whispers to Long Ling. Long Ling's heart pounded wildly. His fingertips traced the soft, smooth flesh, inadvertently brushing against the trembling nipples. Both of them seemed to be electrocuted simultaneously, letting out a gasp, their bodies jolting. Yan Yaqing bit her lip, panting, her eyes glazed, almost collapsing. A rich, sweet fragrance filled the air, her breath sweet as orchids. Outside the cave, the roar of water and the chirping of summer insects seemed to provide accompaniment to each thrust of his fingers.

Regaining his composure, Long Ling leaned down and pressed his lips to her shoulder. Yan Yaqing trembled slightly. A delicate fragrance filled his nostrils, that alluring sweetness flashing into his throat, roaming freely through his body. Her smooth, tender skin trembled slightly beneath his lips, and he heard Yan Yaqing's low moans, whether from pain or pleasure, he couldn't tell.

His hands roamed freely over every part of Yan Yaqing's body, their soft, smooth flesh allowing his hands to glide gently over her skin. He held her slender waist in his arms, her breasts full and round, and the sweet, virginal fragrance emanating from her mouth and nose made Long Ling dizzy. His hands, resting on the woman's waist and breasts, unconsciously increased their pressure.

Through the hazy mist, his hands trembled as they caressed Yan Yaqing's fair shoulders, moving towards her ample bosom. The beautiful little fox trembled slightly, letting out a soft moan, her face flushing with even more shame. On the shores of Tianjing Lake, spring was in full bloom. Yan Yaqing bit her lip, her eyes gazing tenderly at Long Ling, a mixture of joy and sorrow swirling within her.

Her body trembled violently, and indistinct murmurs escaped her lips, indistinguishable whether they were moans or gasps, laughter or tears.

Two small pink nipples trembled gently atop her firm breasts. Long Ling wantonly kneaded Yan Yajing's snowy mounds, pinching and squeezing them forcefully, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. They were soft yet firm, elastic, and a moan of pleasure mixed with pain reached his ears, only exciting Long Ling further. She

shifted slightly, letting the man knead and release her, only letting out soft moans, her face flushed, filled with deep affection and spring-like desire. Holding Long Ling tightly, Yan Yajing returned his kiss passionately, teasing his lips with her tongue, her breath quickening, unwilling to let go. The two, driven by desire, eagerly sought to experience the irresistible world of eroticism.

Their hot lips met, and Long Ling couldn't help but suck on Yan Yajing's bright red lips, greedily sucking her sweet saliva, excitedly stirring his tongue, pressing the tip of his tongue against her white teeth. Yan Yajing also stuck out her smooth jade tongue, playfully tracing the corner of his mouth. He took that playful tongue into his mouth, meeting hers with his own, their tongues intertwining, touching the most private parts of each other's mouths.

After ending the long, breathless kiss, the two took a deep breath of the hard-won air, looked at each other affectionately, and smiled at each other. Yan Yajing's almond-shaped eyes were full of charm, which made Long Ling feel a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, and his breathing became heavy.

Chapter 046 Nine-Tailed Fox (4)

Long Ling kissed Yan Yajing's charming eyes, cheeks, and chin, sucked on her delicate white earlobe, and teased the back of her ear with his tongue, discovering that she was very sensitive there, because she couldn't help but tremble slightly all over. As his lips entered her fair neck, their hands became restless.

The little fox girl's hands reached to Long Ling's chest, feeling his strong muscles, discovering that her touch could also make him groan. She searched for his sensitive spots with even greater pleasure, enjoying his reactions, and chuckled softly. Long Ling was not to be outdone, showering her fragrant shoulders with countless delicate and moving kisses, his hands caressing her bare skin. Her curvaceous figure, the unique purity of a virgin and the vibrant beauty of her prime, coexisted harmoniously and wonderfully.

He tightly embraced Yan Yaqing, kissing her deeply, his bare upper body pressed against hers, Long Ling pressing her lower body against him, so that she could feel the excitement he felt because of her. Her firm breasts teased Long Ling's chest, and Yan Yaqing whispered softly in his ear, "Mmm..." Yan Yaqing wriggled, wanting to touch him more.

His tongue continued to tantalize Yan Yaqing's earlobe. The pleasurable sensation of her tender, smooth breasts was irresistible to Long Ling, who kneaded and played with them with abandon, rubbing the pinkish-red breasts rhythmically and forcefully, but never touching the nipples. At that moment, he heard a series of soft moans, both happy and painful.

His hands grasped and kneaded her smooth, delicate breasts, causing them to swell and her pale pink nipples to harden. Long Ling knew the beauty was becoming aroused. When Long Ling pulled the fox spirit's slender, white, and delicate hands to his erect penis, Yan Yaqing couldn't help but stroke it.

Long Ling continued to make obscene caresses of the woman's tender breasts, while Yan Yaqing's hands gripped and kneaded his erect member.

Suddenly, his gestures changed. Long Ling lightly traced circles on the jade peaks with the tip of his index finger, pinching the tips of the breasts with his fingers and making regular rotations with varying pressure.

The nine-tailed fox felt wave after wave of pleasure emanating from the jade peaks. Her cheeks began to flush, her alluring eyes slightly opened, and her rosy lips parted slightly. Her rational defenses completely collapsed, and she could no longer restrain herself, letting out a soft, wanton cry, "Oh... Your... Your Highness... I can't take it anymore... Mmm... My nipples are so hot... So uncomfortable... Why don't you kiss them?"

Seeing the beauty's passion surging, Long Ling didn't say a word. He spread his five fingers and grasped the tender, full, and perky right breast, taking the pink pearl on the peak into his mouth and greedily sucking it. His tongue constantly circled and stimulated it, as if trying to awaken every dormant pore on the nipple. His left hand grasped her other beautifully shaped jade mound, squeezing and caressing it from time to time, shaping Yan Yajing's left breast into various forms.

As a virgin with no sexual experience, how could she maintain her composure in the face of Long Ling's overwhelming onslaught? Her soft moans gradually transformed into passionate, high-pitched cries of pleasure, completely out of control. Seeing that the time was ripe, Long Ling gently whispered in the pretty little fox girl's ear, "My beauty... lie down..."

Long Ling helped Yan Yaqing lie down, and in the gentle breeze and under the bright moonlight, her alabaster-like, jade-like body lay sprawled on the stone, her pure and incomparably delicate form trembling slightly, as if responding to what was about to happen with both anticipation and nervousness. The bright moonlight bathed every inch of her skin, giving Yan Yaqing a faint silver glow, adding to her allure and mystique.

Two firm, soft breasts stood erect on her chest. Though not enormous, they were of moderate size, like a pair of ripe, juicy peaches, which only made them more endearing and added to her symmetrical beauty. The two pink grapes on the peaks were crystal clear, making one's eyes widen and wish to climb up the mountain to pick them immediately. Her flat abdomen was adorned with a charming, small navel, which was irresistible. The lush grass made one sigh that any more or less would be too long or too short. Her slender, verdant legs were so beautiful in color and elasticity that any dragon feather would be tempted to commit a crime upon seeing them.

Her slender, jade-like hands pressed against her breasts, while another hand gently cupped between her pink thighs, at the most mysterious and alluring part of a woman's body—the base of her thighs. Her thin, light purple underpants were now soaked with a large patch of fluid slowly seeping from what they covered. The purple silk underpants, now almost transparent after being wet, clung tightly to her full vulva. The opening that had been hidden behind the semi-transparent waistband was now clearly visible.

Through the almost non-existent transparency of the wet silk, the pink outline of her vulva was distinct, clearly visible, even the sparse, silvery-white pubic hairs were clearly discernible. He hadn't expected this wanton girl to be so easily touched. Long Ling's heart pounded, and his male characteristics reacted strongly, uncontrollably swelling rapidly.

Yan Yajing noticed Long Ling staring lustfully at her private area. She couldn't help but look down at his lower body, and saw his erect penis, which looked menacing and ready to strike. It frightened her a little. She also thought that this thing would take away her virginity. Her heart was pounding and she was confused. She blushed as red as a ripe persimmon, her breathing became rapid, and her chest heaved.

Her red lips were already burning hot, and Long Ling seized the opportunity to kiss her. He felt a captivating virgin fragrance fill his nostrils. Yan Yajing, obedient and clever, didn't need Long Ling's guidance or hints; she proactively offered her sweet, smooth, and soft cherry tongue to his mouth, letting him do as he pleased. Long Ling sucked on her tongue, kissing and licking it with abandon, and she reciprocated by kissing his lips.

Her high, firm breasts pressed tightly against Long Ling's chest, and he reached out to caress them. Yan Yajing's breasts, though not large, were firm and firm, the skin on her chest soft and smooth, incredibly comfortable to touch. Long Ling kneaded her full breasts with one hand, his lips sliding down to her chest.

Two round, plump breasts were set on her snow-white, soft, and fragrant bosom, their erect peaks rosy and alluring. Cupping Yan Yaqing's left breast in his hand, making her erect nipple protrude upwards, Long Ling buried his head in her high, firm breast, sucking on the tender red nipple with all his might, occasionally biting the delicate bud with his teeth, sometimes forcefully, sometimes gently. His other hand kneaded her right breast incessantly, pinching the sensitive tip with varying pressure.

Then he switched breasts, kissing the right breast and caressing the left, taking turns loving the two alluring beauties.

Being played with so wantonly, Yan Yaqing's cheeks flushed, her whole body trembled, her breasts heaved rapidly, and a tingling pleasure welled up between her legs. Her hands involuntarily tightened around Long Ling's head, pressing it forcefully against her chest, making Long Ling's stimulation of her breasts even more direct. She gasped softly, "Ah...so beautiful...so comfortable..."

Long Ling continued unhurriedly, continuing to tease her desire. Finally, Yan Yaqing could no longer endure the intense physical and mental stimulation. Her body contorted, she moaned, and could no longer control herself. She reached her small hand towards her abdomen, trembling as she touched her private parts. The

soft moans beside her were sometimes heavy, sometimes light. Long Ling's mouth explored every inch of her skin, so smooth and delicate, like solidified cream, its color so soft, radiating a faint yet undeniably alluring glow. His hand moved from her navel, across her soft abdomen, and down to the crotch of the nine-tailed fox, tracing the smooth inner thighs to touch the girl's most precious and mysterious virgin territory.

Yan Yaqing trembled, her body going limp and powerless. She could only tightly clamp her thighs together, but this only made his hand press even closer to her private parts. Long Ling's demonic hand touched her vulva, feeling its fullness and prominence. He placed his middle finger near her drooling lips, which seemed startled, or perhaps calling out for something, opening and closing rhythmically.

His fingers deftly probed into the crevice, using the sensation of his fingers to caress the lustful flesh of the flower cave; after the teasing just now, the jade shell was already overflowing with spring tide, its juices soaking Long Ling's hand. After just a few rubs, a sticky liquid spurted from her lower body, and her body trembled slightly, Yan Yaqing involuntarily parting her slender, beautiful legs.

"Little vixen...you're so wet..." Long Ling said, his fingers playfully roaming between her labia minora. His other hand was even more unreserved, caressing and lovingly kneading her breasts. The entrance to her vulva was wet and slippery, the constantly seeping spring fluids covering his hand, the pink, lustful, spiral-shaped mucous membrane sucking at the fingers inserted within.

When Long Ling's hand slid to her vulva, Yan Yaqing trembled sensitively, involuntarily reaching out to touch between Long Ling's legs. She touched it shyly, feeling a burning sensation, and immediately withdrew her hand. However, her curiosity prevailed, and she slowly reached out her hand. First, she shyly touched, stroked, and pinched it, and finally, disregarding her shame, she wrapped her jade hand around it and grasped the treasure, moving it up and down and stroking it continuously.

She slowly played with Long Ling's purple jade flute. It was unclear whether it was because Long Ling's big treasure was too thick or because the woman's small hand was too small, but Yan Yaqing's hand could not hold it. No matter how hard she tried, she could not close it completely.

Even so, Yan Yaqing was not discouraged and used her small hand to half-wrap Long Ling's treasure up and down, and whispered softly in his ear, "Good brother... don't rub it... I feel so uncomfortable... How come your thing is so big? It's too big... so thick... so long... so hard... I'm afraid I can't take it... I'm really scared..."

Chapter 047 Nine-Tailed Fox (5)

"Don't worry, I will be very gentle. Look, isn't its head soft?" Long Ling chuckled. "It's so hard, I can't even squeeze it, it's as hard as an iron rod, it's terrifying, and so thick, how can I possibly put it in?" Yan Yaqing actually took the initiative to play with her lover's penis. The hard, iron-like treasure was constantly being gently pinched, pressed, stroked, and rubbed by her soft little hands. This made Long Ling even more excited, and his penis became even harder and bigger, further stimulating her and making her even more excited.

"How do you know it can't be put in? Do you know where I'm going to insert my treasure?" Long Ling deliberately teased her. "Of course I know, I'm so old, how could I not know this? Isn't it just about inserting it into my lower body hole? My hole is so small, how can it be inserted?

Even if it could be inserted, your treasure is so long, if you insert it all the way in, wouldn't it end up in my stomach? Good prince, in a little while you'll only put half in, okay?" The nine-tailed fox girl was really shameless, she could say any lewd thing.

The girl's alluring and wanton state greatly encouraged Long Ling. His already hard member throbbed even more, swelling so much that his hands could barely hold it. "No rush... first, use your little mouth to serve me..." He pulled her long, snow-white hair, pressing her beautiful face close to his thick, fleshy penis.

Opening her mouth, Yan Yaqing obediently took the purple jade flute into her mouth, diligently swallowing and spitting it out. Her nimble little tongue constantly circled the glans, and she would occasionally open her eyes and look at Long Ling seductively. She sucked and played with the hot penis with all her might, while puffing out her cheeks, sucking and squeezing hard, then spitting it out and carefully licking it all the way up from the base. With her hands on her knees, she was like a docile female dog squatting in front of her master, raising her head and offering her passionate cherry lips, using all sorts of oral sex techniques to please her master.

At this moment, the alluring nine-tailed fox reached out and grasped the thick phallus, sucking and licking it with abandon. The shaft was already glistening with a lascivious sheen. After taking the penis into her mouth, she gently swayed her head, wholeheartedly moving her upper body back and forth, her large, firm breasts swaying in front of her. Caught up in the moment, she tilted her head to let the large glans in her mouth bump against her cheek, even lifting her round buttocks to sway back and forth,

her entire body engaged, swallowing and releasing Long Ling's life-giving member. Releasing his grip on the fox's hair, letting her obediently and willingly serve him, Long Ling vigorously kneaded her large breasts, teasing her pink areolas. Then he turned her body upside down, his strong arms tightly gripping her slender waist, bringing her wanton vulva right to his lips.

Slightly parting her trousers, Long Ling began to use his right index and middle fingers to probe and tease her vulva, sucking on it and occasionally licking her moist, slightly parted petals. The two then began to perform oral sex on each other in the most lewd position on the bed, woman on top, deeply entwined.

Her two pale thighs were spread wide, her plump, round buttocks directly in front of Long Ling, offering her vulva for him to taste. The girl's pretty face was pressed against Long Ling's crotch, her long hair disheveled, moaning in a daze, seemingly unwilling to be outdone. Her small hands also constantly manipulated the thick penis in front of her face, her small mouth sucking on it with alternating tight and loose sucking motions, her tongue circling and licking the glans, or occasionally kissing the huge glans and hairy scrotum with her tongue and lips in ecstasy.

He extended his tongue, gently pricking the tip of it against the open, wanton opening in front of her face, like striking a snake at its vital point. Yan Yaqing trembled all over, her sensitive clitoris receiving unprecedented direct stimulation, causing her to writhe her slender waist with excitement. Her beautiful breasts pressed against Long Ling's robust abdomen, her small mouth rising and falling as she sucked on his penis, her hair swaying like flowing black satin beside her cheeks, her lips glistening with a wanton, moist sheen.

Seeing the beauty's face flushed crimson, her vulva slick with fluids, her underpants soaked as if she'd wet herself, Long Ling rose and removed Yan Ya Jing's wet underpants. Instantly, the nine-tailed fox was completely naked, her bare body lying supine on the boulder. Long Ling knelt between the woman's legs, gazing down at her exposed body, his lecherous eyes scanning her exquisite form. Her

body was like solidified jade, translucent and exquisitely curved, sculpted like jade; her skin was as white as jade, smooth and delicate; her face was as beautiful as peach blossoms, charming and alluring; her breasts were elastic, round and firm, like two sacred peaks, white and tender, the nipples as firm as unopened buds, the areolas white with a hint of pink, making her more and more alluring with each glance.

Her lower abdomen was smooth and flat, her thighs long and full, the flesh glistening with a translucent pink. Between her legs, her vulva was high and full, the dense pubic hair covered with morning dew, glistening like pearls, covering her vermilion-like labia, a truly pleasing sight. The two rosy petals were slightly parted, like a peony in full bloom, slightly damp, incomparably beautiful. The entrance to her vulva was misty with dew, and her clitoris, the size of a peanut, was now hard and protruding, seemingly throbbing.

Her pinkish-white calves and plump buttocks further teased and seduced Long Ling, driving him wild with desire. "Sister…you're so beautiful…"

Looking at Yan Ya Jing's stunningly beautiful body, radiating youthful vitality, he couldn't help but exclaim in sincere admiration. He slowly bent down, bringing his nose close to her vulva, turning his head, greedily, ravenously, thirstily inhaling the scent, then gently blowing on the soft pubic hair, causing it to sway slightly.

The glistening, shimmering fluids had made the entire triangle area sticky. Tiny dewdrops glistened on the dark, curly pubic hair, and the high, protruding mound looked as if it had been rained on in spring, warm and moist. The two large, everted labia were plump and tender, and the full, round clitoris was clearly visible in the vulva.

A delicate fragrance of a young girl, mixed with the pungent smell of her vagina, wafted into his nostrils. Long Ling inhaled sharply, then swallowed his saliva forcefully. Involuntarily, he reached out and pressed his fingers against the woman's pink labia, slowly parting them to reveal the bright red flesh inside, soaked in glistening fluids.

Overwhelmed by desire, Long Ling lowered his head and gently kissed her. A faint scent, mingled with the delicate fragrance of a young girl, penetrated his very being, stimulating him. Yan Yaqing felt as if struck by lightning, trembling as she arched her back and began to pant.

Long Ling's face touched the soft pubic hair, gently licking it, then moving lower to the triangular area, parting her rosy labia, his tongue lightly licking her full, rosy clitoris, the panting in her ear growing heavier. This caused Yan Yaqing to tremble violently, her clear love juice flowing out like dew.

Using his teeth to gently nibble at the tender vulva of the Thousand-Faced Fox, his tongue wriggling against the petals and bud, Long Ling gently scraped the swollen, protruding clitoris. With each scrape, Yan Yaqing's whole body shuddered, nectar gushing from her private parts, accompanied by intermittent soft moans.

Then, Long Ling used the tip of his tongue to forcefully scrape back and forth within the woman's entire vulva, stimulating the inner walls of her labia minora, clitoris, and vaginal opening. Yan Yajing's body trembled and twisted uncontrollably from Long Ling's skillful flirting. Her breasts heaved rapidly, her face flushed, and she gasped for breath. "Ah... good brother... please... don't torture me anymore... it's numb and itchy... it's so uncomfortable... please... please save me..." She twisted her plump, white buttocks, her little hole overflowing with lustful fluids, gushing out in waves, flowing down her vaginal canal and anus.

Long Ling parted Yan Yajing's delicate petals with both hands, his tongue pressing against her incredibly narrow peach blossom cave entrance as he thrust it inside. He had only just entered a little when Yan Yajing gasped weakly, "No... not there... oh... don't do this..." Though she said this, she arched her pink buttocks upwards to facilitate Long Ling's actions.

His tongue swirled incessantly in the triangular forbidden zone, the lustful fluids flowing from her flower cave increased, her legs constantly pressing together and then spreading apart, her delicate body convulsing violently.

Long Ling knew that Yan Yaqing's desire had been aroused, so he began to advance further. "You vixen...are you feeling good?"

"You've made me feel all over...it's both good and bad...such a strange feeling...so strange...indescribable..." At this moment, Yan Yaqing was already consumed by lust, which was why she had such contrasting and strange feelings.

Looking up at Yan Yaqing, he saw that her face was flushed, she was panting heavily, moaning, and her hips were swaying wildly. Long Ling knew that the beauty was burning with desire and could not bear to tease her any longer. He got up and lay on her body, sucking hard on her red lips, and his hands began to focus on her erogenous zones. One hand kneaded her firm and full breasts, the pointed red nipples were kneaded until they swelled, while the other hand roamed freely over her vulva, gently stroking her full labia and kneading her erect clitoris.

The little fox girl obediently allowed Long Ling to kiss and caress her. The pent-up desire within her could no longer be contained; her body burned, and she was powerless to resist. She began to passionately return his kisses, kissing his cheeks, forehead, and neck haphazardly, her soft little hands embracing his back, stroking him incessantly.

Knowing the time was ripe, Long Ling rose and grasped his already swollen, purplish-red member, bringing it close to her lower body. Yan Yaqing naturally parted her legs, her vulva wide open, her round buttocks offering her pink flesh, anticipating the visitor's arrival. She even proactively parted her thin labia with her hands, and with her other hand gently pulled the purple jade flute against her vulva, placing it between her labia to facilitate the entry of her weapon.

Her bright red vulva was filled with lustful fluid, her plump labia concealing her tender clitoris, and her jade gate overflowing with jade-colored saliva. Long Ling raised his penis and rubbed it around her tender hole, slowly rubbing the glans against her clitoris, making Yan Yajing tremble all over, her private parts like a flood bursting its banks, uncontrollable.

This was a flower bud that had not yet bloomed, making it unbearable to destroy. He slid his hard penis up and down in her labia a few times, making it soak up love juice and lubrication, and then aimed it at her hole. Long Ling tenderly and gently pushed his penis in slowly, his eyebrows furrowed, his teeth clenched, as if in great pain.

Chapter 048 Nine-Tailed Fox (6)

Feeling that the path was muddy and difficult to enter, Long Ling moved his lower body and gently pushed, with a soft "sizzle" sound, the large glans suddenly entered her hole, which made the little nine-tailed fox girl scream "ah" and two lines of clear tears flow from her bright eyes.

Grabbing Yan Yaqing's legs, he forcefully spread them apart, revealing her vulva. Long Ling thrust further in, feeling something blocking his way, preventing him from enjoying himself. This obstruction must be Yan Yaqing's precious hymen.

Although the beauty beneath him was ready, the pain of a virgin's first time being deflowered was truly extraordinary. Long Ling asked with concern, "How is it? Is it okay?" Yan Yaqing breathed softly, clenching her teeth, her pretty face like a ripe apple, and whispered, "Um...yes...it's okay...come on...don't hold back..." Feeling the

elastic membrane enveloping the tip of his glans, Long Ling thought it was better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time. He thrust his hips forward with force, and with a "plop," his treasure was completely inside, the large glans reaching deep into her flower core. A searing pain shot through her body from her tender orifice, leaving her mind blank. Yan Yajing let out a scream, her delicate brows furrowed, her face deathly pale, her whole body trembling violently. She desperately pushed against the dragon feather with both hands, tears streaming from her eyes, crying out repeatedly, "Ah...it hurts...it hurts so much...it hurts so much..." Crystalline tears welled up in her beautiful phoenix eyes.

As Long Ling inserted his jade stem, he felt Yan Yajing's vagina tighten, the walls contracting sharply as if trying to squeeze his member out. He knew this was muscle contraction caused by intense pain. Looking at the tear-streaked beauty, a feeling of tenderness welled up within him. Long Ling stopped his forceful thrusts, remaining still and only slightly undulating his penis, allowing the tender flesh of her vagina to expand, reducing the immense resistance caused by the contractions and tightness. He waited for her pain to lessen before beginning to thrust.

The little fox clung tightly to her lover, enduring the excruciating pain of losing her virginity. "Don't be nervous, it won't hurt in a moment! You'll taste the sweetness soon!

You'll feel heavenly!" The purple jade flute, immersed in the woman's vagina, felt incredibly comfortable. Yan Yajing's vagina was warm and tight, enveloping Long Ling.

He began to slowly thrust in and out, simultaneously kneading Yan Yajing's breasts with his left hand and encircling her neck with his right, kissing her cherry lips repeatedly. This series of simultaneous actions attacked the nine-tailed fox from three directions—top, middle, and bottom—to slowly soothe her pain and awaken her pleasure.

Soon, comfortable sensations began to spread, and Yan Yajing gradually felt the joy of intercourse, tasting the sweetness of sex. The pain on her face slowly disappeared, replaced by a faint smile. She felt something hard as an iron rod, hot and burning, inserted into her vagina, embedded within her flower chamber; the large glans pressed against the center of her vagina again and again, each thrust sending shivers of tingling and aching through her body, causing

her to tremble as if electrocuted. An exhilarating pleasure filled Yan Yajing's entire body, and her pink breasts were also being kissed and tingled by Long Ling, a wonderfully pleasurable feeling that made her breasts even fuller and firmer. Gradually, the fox-like beauty's vulva began to itch, secreting a glistening flow of lustful fluid. The pain from before had been slowly replaced by a pleasurable sensation, as if she desperately needed vigorous thrusting to feel satisfied.

A wave of shame washed over her, and Yan Yaqing tried to suppress the pleasurable feeling, but Long Ling's slow thrusting, like a tickling sensation within her vulva, only intensified the itch, making her feel increasingly tormented. "Ugh..." At this moment, the beauty's desire was surging, the more she tried to hold back, the more unbearable it became, like a resentment trapped within her, unable to be released. Her body began to writhe slightly in discomfort, her buttocks swaying, her plump, round buttocks tentatively thrusting upwards, responding to Long Ling's movements.

From the rich expressions on the woman's pretty face, it was clear that her pain was gradually subsiding, and her lust was quietly rising. Yan Yaqing had already tasted the pleasure of being fucked by Long Ling, her vagina having adapted to the large penis. "Is it comfortable..." Long Ling saw the woman beneath him writhing, her vagina constantly leaking fluids, making it wet, slippery, and warm as he thrust in and out—it was incredibly pleasurable.

"Mmm...it feels good..." Yan Yaqing said shyly, then glared at Long Ling, "You're so naughty...you don't know how to be gentle with me at all...so rough...it's killing me..." Knowing the girl was no longer in so much pain, "You'll feel even better slowly...then you won't say I'm naughty anymore..." Long Ling had long been unable to bear the lewd moans, and now, stimulated by her seductive movements, his eyes were burning with lust. So he lifted his already rock-hard penis and began to unleash his power,

thrusting in and out without restraint. Long Ling thrust in and out forcefully, hitting the woman's sweet spot. Yan Yaqing twisted her slender waist, swayed her beautiful hair over her shoulders with a charming smile, and squeezed out a moan of praise from deep within her throat. The thick, fleshy shaft slid entirely into her burning, wet opening, penetrating straight in and reaching her cervix. Yan Yajing trembled violently, her body shaking uncontrollably, her small mouth unable to hold back her moans.

Her overflowing, wet palace was already blocked by the fiery member. Seeing her so wanton, Long Ling disregarded the need for gentleness after deflowering a virgin. With a powerful thrust, he began to forcefully penetrate, using the most intense method to subdue this incredibly lustful beauty on the bed.

The nine-tailed fox's flower path was especially narrow, tightly gripping Long Ling. The soft vaginal walls rubbed against him, sending shivers of pleasure through him. He then began an even more ferocious assault, kissing her pink face forcefully, pinching and twisting her swollen nipples with his left hand, while his large member below thrust harder and faster, deeper and deeper.

With a soft, melodious cry, Yan Yajing's hands clung to Long Ling like water snakes. Her body, unable to withstand the tingling, itchy pleasure, thrust her high, round buttocks with wanton passion, constantly meeting the powerful thrusts of his penis. With each powerful thrust of his jade stem, waves of vaginal fluid were drawn from her newly opened vagina. The virgin's blood and vaginal fluid splashed at their point of union, further fueling Long Ling's lust. He thrust even harder, making Yan Yajing feel increasingly pleasurable, her cries becoming more and more wanton.

Long Ling's large member moved like a fish in water, darting back and forth, swaying and leaping in the pool of the woman's vagina, swimming joyfully. His long, pointed glans was flushed, his single eye wide open, his thick shaft bulging with veins, his barbs erect. At this moment, Yan Yajing's limbs went limp, her body weak, her breathing rapid.

Long Ling's body pressed relentlessly against the nine-tailed fox's soft, delicate flesh, forcing her ample breasts to shove and pull against his broad chest. The pressure caused her lower abdomen to contract and expand, leaving no time for the air in her lungs to linger. Each breath was expelled as soon as it was inhaled, resulting in soft moans of "Ah ah..."

Long Ling kissed, nibbled, and nibbled at her tender face, making her tremble, stirring her emotions, and numbing her bones. "Ah...no...

uh no...oh..." The intense pressure on her breasts created a tingling sensation, a new feeling that intensified, spread, and expanded until every inch of her skin and every part of her body stirred and became active, forming a powerful current of heat that pressed down towards her lower body.

The pain disappeared, her tense nerves relaxed, her skin softened, and her blood surged. The pain in her vagina turned into a tingling numbness, then into a burning heat. Pressing on it produced a tingling sensation, and an unthinkable desire gripped her entire body.

Long Ling continued thrusting into the Purple Jade Flute, admiring her delicate face as spring tides began to rise, admiring the passion of her heaving breasts and erect nipples, admiring the graceful sway of her slender waist and round hips, admiring the dance of her jade buttocks and full legs. He lewdly whispered in Yan Yaqing's ear, "You vixen... isn't it great...?"

"Mmm... good brother... sister really... oh... so comfortable... so good... so beautiful... so long... so thick... so hard... so hot..." Yan Yaqing gasped, her spring tide surging. Lifting her thighs with both hands, and placing her calves on his shoulders, Long Ling leaned forward, concentrating his strength in his lower body, and began to thrust wildly, each stroke deeper and harder than the last, reaching the very core of her flower.

Like a stone thrown into still water, the waters of a small stream surged and roared in response to the thrusts. Yan Yajing's blood boiled; she bit her lip, her delicate face displaying a mixture of shyness, timidity, and pleasure.

Her arms began to move, her face, flushed with desire and radiant with color, becoming even more alluring and captivating. Her red lips trembled, occasionally revealing rows of pearly white teeth as she hissed, her long, black hair cascading down her full back and soft shoulders. A storm

raged within the woman's boudoir, a tempestuous tempest raging. Her little hole was enduring a powerful thrust, the speed of the thrusting was constantly increasing, and the penis was penetrating deeper and deeper. She felt as if the big penis was a huge pillar of fire burning fiercely inside her hole, burning her delicate face with a flush of desire, burning her delicate body with waves of excitement. She kept convulsing, "Ah... Oh..."

How could Yan Yaqing, who had just lost her virginity, bear it? Such a powerful, thick, and long penis was being used so vigorously, which aroused her desire to the point of great intensity. Her juices flowed freely, and she twisted her buttocks, trying to meet his thrusts upwards. She also used her legs to wrap around his buttocks and desperately pressed down, making Long Ling penetrate deeper into her vagina, so that his big penis and her little hole were tightly joined together, leaving no gap, in order to stop the incomparably high desire in her heart.

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