[Fantasy] The Lewd Immortal (Complete) - 1-3

[Synopsis] Hunting beauties across the heavens, roaming freely with them. Reborn in the Heavenly Court, since Heaven has granted me this rebirth, and made me the son of the Queen Mother of the West, surely I'm not just here to be a bystander! My beautiful young mother is the Queen Mother of the West, my seven beautiful and mischievous older sisters are the Seven Fairy Maidens, my godmother is the Western goddess of wisdom, Metis, Chang'e, Zixia Fairy, Weaver Girl… one goddess after another, fairies and goddesses are waiting for me to conquer them! Our motto is: Steal other people's girls, leaving them single! Sleep with other people's wives, leaving them cuckolded…

Volume 1 Heavenly Realm

Chapter 001 The Lustful Immortal Makes a Scene in the Heavenly

Court Above the Heavenly Court, clouds and mist swirl, giving it an illusory feel. Golden rays roll like red rainbows, auspicious clouds spray like purple mist. The South Heavenly Gate is deep blue, crafted from crystal; bright and gleaming, adorned with precious jade. On both sides stood dozens of Heavenly Marshals, pillars of the state, wielding halberds and banners; below them were dozens of golden-armored deities, each holding halberds, whips, swords, and knives. The outer chambers were passable, but the interior was astonishing: several large pillars lined the inner walls, entwined with golden-scaled, sun-drenched, red-bearded dragons; several long bridges spanned by colorful-feathered, soaring phoenixes with crimson crowns.

Bright clouds shimmered, reflecting the sky's light, while a misty haze veiled the Big Dipper. Above were thirty-three celestial palaces: the Cloud Palace, the Vaishravana Palace, the Five Bright Palaces, the Sun Palace, the Flower and Medicine Palace… each with a golden, stable beast on its ridge; and seventy-two magnificent halls: the Hall of Court Assembly, the Hall of Soaring Void, the Hall of Precious Light, the Hall of Heavenly Kings, the Hall of Spirit Officials… each hall's pillars lined with jade unicorns. On the Longevity Star Platform, there were flowers that never withered; beside the alchemy furnace, there were evergreen embroidered grasses that lasted for millennia. Then came the Pilgrimage Tower, where crimson robes shone like stars; and hibiscus crowns gleamed with gold and jade. Jade hairpins and pearl-embroidered shoes, purple ribbons and golden seals. The golden bell tolls, and the three divine officials present their memorials at the imperial court; the heavenly drums sound, and all the saints pay homage to the Jade Emperor. Then they arrive at the Lingxiao Palace, where golden nails adorn jade doors, and colorful phoenixes dance on vermilion gates.

Covered corridors and winding paths, exquisitely crafted everywhere; three eaves and four clusters, layers upon layers of dragons and phoenixes soaring. Above is a magnificent, bright, round, and dazzling golden gourd-shaped roof; below are celestial concubines with hanging fans, and jade maidens holding celestial handkerchiefs. Fierce-looking heavenly generals preside over the court; proud and imposing celestial officials protect the emperor. In the very center, in a crystal dish, are stacks upon stacks of Taiyi pills; in an agate bottle, several branches of crooked coral trees are inserted. These are all rare and wondrous objects of the heavenly palace, none like them found on earth. Golden palaces and silver halls, purple mansions, rare flowers and jade herbs, and precious blossoms. The Jade Rabbit passes by the altar of the King, and the Golden Crow flies to the bottom to pay homage to the saints.

Gradually, the hazy mist dissipated, revealing several colossal pillars, each hundreds of feet tall, standing majestically. Golden dragons, seemingly alive and ready to leap and roar at any moment, were carved into the pillars. At the far end of these pillars stood a gigantic palace, its form faintly visible. Up close, the palace shimmered with golden light, radiating a golden glow amidst the mist. Anyone standing before it felt an overwhelming urge to kneel in reverence!

Yet, within this magnificent and imposing Golden Palace, a tense atmosphere pervaded the air. Everyone present wore solemn expressions, remaining remarkably silent. They were all cautious, occasionally glancing furtively at the figure seated on the dragon throne, holding their breath, afraid to utter a sound lest they incur the wrath of the Jade Emperor.

Despite their utmost caution, the immortals couldn't escape the Jade Emperor's reprimand.

The Jade Emperor swept his majestic gaze over his assembled officials, then angrily declared, "You bunch of useless trash! You've been recuperating in Heaven for so long, yet you can't even catch a mere lecherous immortal, letting him roam freely. Have you all become nothing but empty shells, useless cowards?"

Hearing the Jade Emperor's words, the immortals stared wide-eyed, trembling with fear, none daring to answer. "You...you're all infuriating!" Seeing their reaction, the Jade Emperor's face paled with rage, pointing a finger at them, speechless with rage.

"Your Majesty, it's not that we didn't try, it's just that that lecherous immortal is too cunning. Every time we encounter him, he runs away. He never confronts us directly! That's why he's been able to get away with it. But this time, we've severely injured him, so this time we'll definitely annihilate him, never to be reincarnated again." Seeing the Jade Emperor's angry expression, Erlang Shen, a famous general of the Heavenly Court, braced himself and made a guarantee.

"Good, Erlang Shen will lead the army to kill this lecherous immortal. If you fail again this time, you will all be punished according to the Heavenly Rules!" The Jade Emperor finally saw someone step forward, and his mood calmed down slightly before he gave the order.

"Your subjects obey the decree. This time, we will definitely kill this lecherous immortal, or we are willing to accept the punishment of the Heavenly Rules." The celestial ministers immediately accepted the decree.

"Alright! You may all leave now!" The Jade Emperor said wearily, it seemed that this matter concerning the lecherous immortal had also exhausted him. "Yes, Your Majesty, we take our leave!" Upon hearing the Jade Emperor's words, the immortals hurriedly bowed and took their leave.

After the immortals had left, the Jade Emperor wearily asked the maid beside him, "Where is the Queen Mother now? Why haven't we seen her these past few days?" The maid respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, Her Majesty has heard that a lewd immortal has recently appeared in Heaven, and she hasn't dared to step out of her room much."

"Hmm, that's good. Fortunately, this lewd immortal doesn't seem to have caused any trouble recently, otherwise, Heaven would definitely be turned upside down by him." Hearing the maid's reply, the Jade Emperor rubbed his head and then muttered to himself.

The maidservant, as if suddenly remembering something, whispered to the Jade Emperor, "Your Majesty, this servant feels that the Queen Mother's behavior and words have been very strange lately!" "Get out of here! How dare a lowly maidservant like you comment on the Queen Mother?" The Jade Emperor was already furious about the lewd immortals in Heaven, and this maidservant's daring to slander the Queen Mother only fueled his anger. Thus, this little maidservant became the Jade Emperor's punching bag.

Indeed, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were a very loving couple. The Jade Emperor would consult with the Queen Mother on many important matters of Heaven, and she never disappointed him, always offering good advice—a typical virtuous and capable wife. Although the Queen Mother might occasionally throw a tantrum, the Jade Emperor trusted her most. How could he allow anyone to slander his most trusted person in front of him? —Separation

Line—

But what the Jade Emperor never expected was that at this moment, in a room in Heaven, the Queen Mother, completely naked, was moaning softly beneath a strong man, enduring his storm of thrusts. Her delicate pink face was flushed, her head shaking incessantly, her half-open thighs breathing hot air, constantly emitting soft moans, stimulating the man on top of her to make even more vigorous movements.

Chapter 002 The Lustful Immortal Fucking the Queen Mother

"Ah… I can't take it anymore… I…" the Queen Mother cried out, her jade hands waving in the air.

The man's large hands grasped the Queen Mother's small, exquisite breasts, kneading them forcefully, causing her glistening breasts to change shape in his hands. His thick waist twisted violently, thrusting rapidly. His thick, hot penis slid in and out of the Queen Mother's pink, tender vulva, drawing out copious amounts of

vaginal fluid and soaking the sheets beneath her. "Squeeze your little hole tight... harder..." the man panted.

The Queen Mother's long, slender legs gripped his waist tightly, meeting his thrusts. With each penetration, she violently arched her hips upwards, allowing the glans to reach her cervix. Each thrust of the thick, long penis struck her delicate clitoris, almost shattering her soul. She felt each insertion as if it were hitting her heart, leaving her speechless with pleasure, only able to moan and gasp.

Half an hour later, the Queen Mother trembled violently, her beautiful buttocks arching upwards with all her might, her vulva gripping the penis tightly.

"Ah...I'm going to...ascend to heaven..." The Queen Mother of the West suddenly grabbed the man's buttocks tightly with both hands, her fragrant buttocks swaying wildly from side to side. Her flower core tightly held the large glans, sucking and opening, while the flesh walls of her vagina twitched in waves. Suddenly, a slippery, hot liquid sprayed onto the glans, making the man feel extremely comfortable.

"Ah...I've come...I've come again..." the Queen Mother groaned, her beautiful legs sliding down limply. After her climax, the Queen Mother lay weakly on the bed, her jade-like skin flushed a rosy pink from the orgasm, her small, red mouth agape as she gasped softly.

The man let his penis soak in the Queen Mother's warm, tight vagina, feeling the warm, enveloping sensation, his restless fingers teasing the swollen, engorged nipples on her breasts.

The man lowered his head and kissed the Queen Mother's

delicate , pink face, asking, "How many times did you come today?"

The Queen Mother shifted uncomfortably, her delicate nose emitting alluring moans, and said shyly, "No more! You're bullying me again!"

The man said smugly, "How about a few more times?"

The Queen Mother's face changed color, "I can't take it anymore! I'm completely exhausted! Please spare me!"

The man made his penis throb inside her vagina, and the Queen Mother gasped in surprise.

"You're beautiful, but I'm not done yet!" the man said with a bitter face.

The Queen Mother spat and said, "Brother, every time you make me feel like I'm dying, your little hole is red and swollen from all your fucking. I really can't take it anymore. Why don't we talk?"

A wicked smile appeared on the man's face as he said, "What should we talk about? Tell me how you got me chased by the Jade Emperor!" He then touched his buttocks, "My butt still hurts a little!"

The Queen Mother chuckled, "Serves you right, who told you to barge into someone's room like a lecherous thief?"

"Hey, explain yourself clearly, I'm not some pervert! I'm just a little lecherous, so what?"

The Queen Mother curled her lip slightly and said, "Hmph, then why did you stand there for so long without leaving?"

"Hehe, who told you to be so charming? Seeing such a captivating beauty like you posing so alluringly before my eyes, any man who wanted to leave wouldn't be normal!" A smile played on the man's lips.

The Queen Mother of the West couldn't help but scold, "So you mean I was seducing you?!"

"Isn't that right? Who was swaying in front of me, deliberately pointing their most alluring parts at me? Thinking of that captivating sight, ah, I couldn't resist any longer..."

"You..." The Queen Mother of the West was greatly embarrassed, about to retort coquettishly, but her cherry lips were already sealed with a kiss.

After a moment of struggle, amidst alluring moans, the Queen Mother of the West once again passionately responded.

It turned out that this man was the lecherous immortal who was hunted and hated by the entire Heavenly Court. No one in the Heavenly Court knew his origins. His first appearance in the Heavenly Court was just a month ago. The immortals only knew that this lecherous immortal was extremely lustful and cunning, which was why the entire Heavenly Court was helpless against him.

Half a month ago, while evading the encirclement of the immortals, this lecherous immortal inexplicably arrived at a heavily guarded mansion. The lecherous immortal, realizing something was amiss, was about to leave immediately. However, as he passed by the Queen Mother's inner chambers, he glimpsed a painting of a beautiful woman bathing. Bewitched by the alluring sight, he lost himself in the moment and was caught red-handed by the Queen Mother. Without hesitation, the lecherous immortal raped the noble Queen Mother.

Afterwards, the Queen Mother wept bitterly, but given the circumstances and the lecherous immortal's sweet words and deliberate comforting, she reluctantly accepted the situation.

Thereafter, the lecherous immortal used his skills to give the Queen Mother the ultimate pleasure of lovemaking. The feeling of ecstasy and desire made the Queen Mother, experiencing love for the first time, unable to resist, and she fell deeply in love with the lecherous immortal.

For the past few days, whenever she had a spare moment, the Queen Mother of the West would secretly meet with this lecherous immortal in her room. Ye Tianlong, a seasoned womanizer, knew a woman's needs well, while the Queen Mother of the West was a novice in matters of love and intimacy; everything was new to her. In just a few days, the Queen Mother of the West, originally as pure as a blank sheet of paper, under the lecherous immortal's influence, behaved like a wanton woman in bed, even uttering words like "little hole" and "I've come." The lecherous immortal was quite pleased with the Queen Mother of the West's eagerness to learn.

At this moment, a wicked smile appeared on the man's face as he said, "How about this, I'll let your ass taste the rod."

Hearing the lecherous immortal's words, the Queen Mother of the West was startled, her face contorted in pain as she said, "Brother, hit me gently. My ass is so delicate!"

The lecherous immortal climbed off the Queen Mother of the West, pushing her jade-like legs to his chest, leaving her fair, fragrant buttocks suspended in the air.

The Queen Mother of the West hugged her thighs, her swollen, red vulva and adorable anus exposed to the lecherous immortal.

The immortal reached out and touched the plump, dripping flesh, saying with boundless affection, "So cute, all swollen!"

The Queen Mother trembled slightly and cried out, "Brother, it itches! Don't touch me."

The immortal saw that the vaginal fluid and essence flowing from her vulva had already moistened the delicate pink anus, making it glisten. He lightly touched the tender flesh of her anus with his fingertips, and the adorable anus immediately contracted and writhed shyly.

The lecherous immortal felt how delicate and tender it was there, praising, "How beautiful!"

The Queen Mother shyly whispered, "Brother, don't move, it's dirty."

The lecherous immortal used his fingertips, moistened with his own fluids, to gently caress her chrysanthemum bud, saying, "Silly girl, where on your body is there any dirt?"

The Queen Mother, while wriggling her fragrant buttocks in unbearable pleasure, said, "How strange! This feeling..."

The lecherous immortal was very satisfied with the sensitivity of the Queen Mother's anus, and asked with a grin, "Does it feel good?"

The Queen Mother shook her head, humming softly. "No, didn't you say you were going to spank my buttocks?" the Queen Mother asked, confused.

The lecherous immortal chuckled, "Now!" With that, his thick, hard penis moved between the Queen Mother's thighs, the large glans aimed at her wet anus. Under his skillful caresses, the originally tightly closed chrysanthemum bud had slightly opened, revealing the pink inner walls.

Feeling the hot glans penetrate her anus, the Queen Mother was startled and cried out, "Wrong! Not here!"

The lewd immortal chuckled and said, "That's right, right here. I'm going to beat your ass with my cock." The Queen Mother tried to escape, but the lewd immortal grabbed her buttocks with both hands, thrust his hips, and his glans, covered in semen, slid into her tight anus. Seeing her small, pink anus opening to hold his large glans, the lewd immortal was extremely excited.

Due to the lubrication of the copious semen, his thick penis entered the Queen Mother's anus with little difficulty. Amidst the Queen Mother's cries of pain, the lewd immortal completely shoved his penis into her anus.

The warm rectum tightly enveloped the thick penis, causing the lecherous immortal to groan comfortably: "So tight, so warm!"

The Queen Mother, helpless and at his mercy, could only grit her teeth and endure the burning pain from her anus, occasionally letting out moans: "Ugh...it hurts...it's about to tear...it's opening..."

The lecherous immortal slowly thrust in and out, kneading the Queen Mother's breasts with both hands, saying, "Relax, don't be tense."

The Queen Mother obediently relaxed. Feeling her narrow anus soften, the lecherous immortal's penis gradually increased its speed.

After the Queen Mother's whole body relaxed, the initial pain was quickly replaced by a strange itching sensation at her anus, and a strange pleasure began to spread throughout her body.

Before she knew it, the Queen Mother's moans had turned into hot, soft gasps, "Ah...oh...ugh..." Incoherent cries escaped from her small mouth. The lecherous immortal knew that the Queen Mother had tasted the sweetness of anal sex, and began to move more intensely.

The narrow chrysanthemum bud opened and closed with the thrusting of the penis, like a bewitching flower in full bloom. A huge, hot, and sweet pleasure surged through the Queen Mother's mind. This intense beauty, which she had never experienced before, made her tremble all over. When the lecherous immortal's fingers entered her wet vagina, the impact from both sides caused the Queen Mother to immediately ejaculate.

Streams of warm, slippery vaginal fluid gushed from her crimson vagina with the stimulation of the fingers, flowing onto the penis that was thrusting in and out of her anus, making the penis thrust even more vigorously. The Queen Mother's intoxicating pleasure accumulated throughout her body, then exploded in every limb and bone.

Finally, the lecherous immortal's penis erupted, and a large amount of scalding semen surged into the Queen Mother's rectum. In addition, a wisp of black gas from the lecherous immortal's body flowed into the Queen Mother's body. The Queen Mother did not notice any of this. The Queen Mother of the West felt a sudden darkness engulf her, her soul soaring into the sky; she fainted from the beauty

. Seeing this, the lecherous immortal immediately lowered his head and kissed her cherry lips, pouring a breath of true energy into her.

The Queen Mother slowly awoke, sighed deeply, and said with her beautiful eyes sparkling, "Brother, so beautiful!"

The lecherous immortal smiled smugly; seeing the Queen Mother, the mother of heaven, completely submissive to his phallus, no man would not feel pleased.

He escorted the limp Queen Mother back to her room, and the lecherous immortal left, full of vigor.

Chapter 003 The Fall of the Lecherous Immortal

The lecherous immortal walked alone in the Heavenly Court, admiring the beautiful scenery while recalling the Queen Mother, the mother of heaven, beneath him, feeling a surge of pride.

Suddenly, the lecherous immortal sensed something, frowned, and then quickly turned and retreated. "Bang!" An invisible barrier blocked the lewd immortal's path, and he, caught off guard, fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!" A boastful laugh echoed above him. The lewd immortal looked up and saw thousands of celestial soldiers and generals appear before him in mid-air. Leading them was a man of handsome appearance, with long, bright eyes and piercing ears. He wore a three-peaked phoenix hat, a pale yellow robe, gold-embroidered boots with dragon-patterned stockings, and a jade belt adorned with eight treasures. A crescent-shaped slingshot hung at his waist, and he held a three-pointed, double-edged spear. This was none other than Erlang Shen Yang Jian, the commander-in-chief leading the army to annihilate the lewd immortal.

Standing behind Erlang Shen were the Four Heavenly Kings, who had diligently guarded the Heavenly Court for many years: the Eastern King of the Nation, the Southern King of Growth, the Western King of Wide Vision, and the Northern King of Abundant Hearing.

According to legend: The Eastern King Dhritarashtra, also known as Tara?a, is white-bodied, wears armor, and holds a pipa

(a Chinese lute). He guards the east and is said to protect the land, hence the name Eastern King Dhritarashtra. The Southern King Virū?haka, also known as Virū?haka, is blue-bodied, wears armor, and carries a sword. He resides on Mount Sumeru, at the Lapis Lazuli Terrace. "Virudhaka" is a transliteration of the Sanskrit word meaning "growth," and he is said to lead the Kumbhandas and other deities to guard the southern continent of Vai?rava?a.

The Western King Virū?haka, also known as Virūpāk?a, is white-bodied, wears armor, and has a dragon coiled around his hand. "Virupaksha" is a transliteration of the Sanskrit word meaning "wide-eyed." He resides on Mount Sumeru, amidst white clouds, and is the leader of all dragons. Therefore, he has a dragon coiled around his hand, also known as the Red Rope

. He uses this red rope to capture those who do not believe in Buddhism, forcing them to convert. The Northern Heavenly King, Vaishravana, is green-bodied, wears armor, and holds a jeweled umbrella (also called a jeweled banner) in his right hand and a divine rat—a silver rat—in his left. "Vaishravana" is a transliteration of the Sanskrit word meaning "learned," symbolizing blessings and virtues known far and wide. He resides on Mount Sumeru, where waters flourish, and holds a jeweled umbrella to subdue demons and protect the wealth of all beings.

The lewd immortal looked at the many heavenly soldiers and generals before him, but he showed no fear, as if everything that had happened was insignificant to him.

"Lewd immortal, you'd better surrender obediently! Otherwise, I will make you vanish into nothingness, never to be reborn." "Looking at the lecherous immortal with nowhere to escape, Erlang Shen Yang Jian loudly mocked him. The immortals also laughed loudly.

Seeing their sarcasm, the lecherous immortal was not angry. He looked at the immortals and laughed wildly, saying, "You think you can keep me here with this little Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Formation? You're delusional." But the lecherous immortal suddenly stopped laughing and said seriously to Erlang Shen and the others, "However, I will not leave this time, because I have more important things to do. If I succeed, the entire Heavenly Court will become my domain, and you so-called immortals will be my slaves!"

"Hahaha~~~!"

"Then you can die now!" Erlang Shen became angry upon hearing the lecherous immortal's words. He turned around and said to the heavenly soldiers and generals, "Now listen to my command, use the Thunder God Incantation to assist this marshal in annihilating this lecherous immortal."

"Yes, Marshal!" The heavenly soldiers and generals responded in unison.

"Void Emperor Chaos, Duijiu Luo Zhen." Yi Cha Jie Cha. Hu Feng Ya Tan. Dian Guang Hong Lie, Bo Wen Suo Cha. Han Chen Beng Xian, Pi Li Yin Ya. Cha Ye Yan Le, Long Du Ya Cha. Bin Tou Gou Jia, Ni Ni Qu Lu. Cong Wu Gu Cha, Ding Di Hu Jiu. Song Ji Suo He, Lei Gong Pi Li. Dian Mu Hou Ben, Lou Di Gou Sha. Feng Bo Zhi Sha, Gou Cha Ou Jia. Su Zhen Die Ji, Qu Cha Jue Ya. Xia Ya Suo He, Zhi Nu Si Ge. Gou Lou Ji Li, Ding Xin Di Er. Xiu Li Xiu Li Li, Hong Hong Wen Wen. Qian She Zhai Gu, Hong Xu Cha. Ju Lou Mie Fa, Ju Pan Di Cha. Ju Pan Le Jia, Cha Jia Zha Ye. Di Da Shi Yi, Lan Zha Ye. Mo Wu Lun Tu, Cha Ye Mo Sa. Tuohu?yi, Chadiegesuohe, Wushenqulu. Xiuxiumomo, Tuoyechamo. Samofaya, Tuoweijimu. Misomoye, Nipanzhaifa. Jupukoutansa, Lieshehuohong. Laisonghejiading, Huangdamingjian. Fuzufu, Zhuodizhali. Yangyangweiwei, Hounioumo. Zhemingqibao, Luntujunli. Chichilele, Haolingtiangu. Nanhequeye, Xijiliye. Jiamuhezha, Ximomingmei, Zhuhongti. Yudiyouchi, Tianhuangjiaye. Jijijunzha, Jijifafa. Jijirululing. "Erlang Shen and his heavenly soldiers and generals chanted in unison, and the chanting resounded throughout the entire celestial realm.

After the chanting, the sky became hazy, with dark clouds everywhere and thunder rumbling in the air.

But the lewd immortal trapped in the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Formation showed no worry or fear, only an excited expression on his face.

"By the mandate of heaven and earth, with the power of our gods, hurry~~~!" the immortals chanted loudly.

"Boom~~~!" With a loud bang, the heavenly lightning gathered in the air all struck the lewd immortal in the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Formation.

"Hahaha~~~! Thank you for your help, we will definitely meet again." Just before the heavenly lightning struck the lewd immortal, he suddenly shouted loudly.

"Boom~~~~!" "One bolt of lightning after another struck the lewd immortal, gradually reducing him to ashes. Apart from the ground shattered by the lightning, not a single trace remained.

"Let's withdraw and report back to His Majesty!" Having confirmed that the lewd immortal had been obliterated by the lightning, Erlang Shen turned to his heavenly soldiers and generals and said loudly.

"Yes, sir! " "The heavenly soldiers and generals replied.

However, none of them noticed that after they left, a jet-black gas quietly flew rapidly towards the Jade Pool Palace where the Queen Mother resided, gradually disappearing into the endless sky.

Chapter 004: The Queen Mother Gives Birth to

a Child. It has been almost two or three months since the death of the Immortal Lin Yin, and the Jade Pool Palace where the Queen Mother resides is now bustling with activity. The reason is simple: the Queen Mother, the mother of heaven, after giving birth to the Seven Fairy Maidens of Heaven, is now two months pregnant. This matter was reported to the Jade Emperor by the Heavenly Physician, who was overjoyed. He considered it an auspicious omen and thus ordered a grand banquet throughout the heavens to celebrate the Queen Mother's pregnancy with a dragon's child. However, the Jade Emperor never imagined that the child the Queen Mother was carrying was not his. The poor Jade Emperor is still beaming with joy; one wonders what his reaction will be when he learns of this later."

Inside the Jade Pool Palace,

the Jade Emperor said gently to the Queen Mother, who was lying on her phoenix bed, "Queen Mother, you are now pregnant with the dragon's child, so please don't wander around. If you need anything, just tell the maids." "Yes, I understand, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty!" the Queen Mother replied softly, then turned and gave the Jade Emperor a vicious glare, which he didn't notice at all.

"Oh! By the way, Queen Mother, I have some things to attend to, so I won't keep you company any longer. You rest well, and I'll come back to keep you company as soon as I'm done." The Jade Emperor suddenly remembered something important and quickly got up to speak to the Queen Mother.

"Yes! Respectfully seeing Your Majesty off!" Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother quickly had her maids help her up and then respectfully addressed the Jade Emperor. "Alright, you two quickly help the Queen Mother to her bedchamber to rest! I'm leaving now!" With that, she hurriedly stepped out of the room and left the Jade Pool Palace.

After the Jade Emperor left, the Queen Mother immediately said to her two maids, "You may leave now! I need to rest!" "Yes!" The two maids quickly helped the Queen Mother back to her bedchamber and then quietly withdrew from the room.

After everyone had left, the Queen Mother, sitting on her bed, seemed like a different person. Looking at the ceiling with a longing and sadness, she gently stroked her slightly protruding belly and said sadly, "My dear child, I am so heartbroken! Your father left this world before you were even born."

"But, child, don't worry, I will definitely kill that old thief, the Jade Emperor, to avenge your father." As she said this, a cruel smile appeared on the Queen Mother's face.

———————Separation Line———————

After ten months of pregnancy, the Queen Mother of the West was now in the Jade Pool Palace.

"Your Majesty, it'll be out soon, just a little longer!" the fairy delivering the baby comforted her, watching the infant emerge from the Queen Mother's celestial orifice.

"Ugh...ugh..." The Queen Mother bit her lip, almost drawing blood. This was her eighth childbirth; even giving birth to the seven fairies hadn't been this painful. In agony, she could only continue pushing. Feeling the baby slowly emerge from her orifice, the Queen Mother continued to push.

"Wah~~" The baby's first cry echoed throughout the Jade Pool Palace.

"Wah~~" Seeing the small fleshy stalk of the male infant's genitals, the fairy blushed deeply, but dared not speak. After swaddling the blood-covered baby, the fairy knelt and said, "Congratulations, Queen Mother, it's a boy!"

"Quickly, let me see," the Queen Mother said excitedly.

The fairy quickly stood up and handed the swaddled baby to the Queen Mother of the West.

Seeing the infant sucking on his fingers, the Queen Mother of the West smiled with delight, softly remarking, "This child looks just like his father! They're practically identical."

"Yes! He really looks just like His Majesty!" No matter how the fairy looked at the child, she couldn't see any resemblance to the Jade Emperor, but hearing the Queen Mother of the West's words, she could only say it against her will.

Upon hearing the fairy's words, the Queen Mother of the West's expression changed drastically, but she quickly suppressed her anger and coldly said to the fairy, "Have the cranes announce that I will hold a grand banquet in a month, with celestial peaches to celebrate the birth of my child."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The fairy quickly rose and took her leave.

Exhausted, the Queen Mother looked at the infant and muttered, "This child really resembles his deceased father. This is not a good thing. I wonder if the immortals in Heaven still recognize his father. Oh well, I'll think about it then!"

"Wahhhhh!" The baby boy began to wail.

"Don't cry, my good baby. Is it because Mother hasn't named you yet? Hehe, on the day of the grand banquet, I'll let all the immortals think of one, and Mother will make sure your name is very famous!" The proud Queen Mother dreamed.

"Wahhhhh!" The baby boy cried even harder, his little hands constantly pawing at the Queen Mother's swollen breasts.

"So my little darling is hungry! It's my fault, Mother. He's only just been born and he's already suckling?" The Queen Mother laughed, casually pulling down her collar and tearing open a corner of her bib to reveal her delicate white breasts.

The baby boy took the Queen Mother's nipple into his mouth and began to suckle vigorously, his eyes reflecting a deep love. The Queen Mother, however, didn't notice that while drinking her milk, the baby was also pinching the nipple of her other breast with his little hand.

"Oh! You little rascal!" The Queen Mother was a little excited by her son's touch.

(Tsk tsk, tsk tsk, tsk tsk...)

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After finishing his milk, the baby boy fell asleep on the Queen Mother's breast. The Queen Mother, drenched in sweat and feeling weak, muttered to herself, "Even breastfeeding makes me like this; it seems I'll have to find someone else to breastfeed me."

A month later, the banquet was held as scheduled. Because this was the first son born to the Queen Mother of the West, all the realms that had connections with the Heavenly Court sent important figures with precious gifts to congratulate her on the birth of her son. Even Zeus, the king of the gods and the ruler of the Western pantheon, who had never had any contact with the Eastern pantheon, entrusted his wife Metis, the goddess of wisdom, and his only daughter Athena, the goddess of war, to come to the Eastern pantheon to attend the banquet.

(Metis, in ancient Greek mythology, is the goddess of water and wisdom, the daughter of Oceanus and Tethys, and the most intelligent of all creatures. She is the goddess of wit and strategy, and the mother of Athena. Metis is also the name of Jupiter's moon, Ganymede.

Athena is the daughter of Zeus and Metis, one of the twelve Olympian gods; goddess of wisdom and art, just war, and peace. She is the patron goddess of Athens, one of the three virgin goddesses of Olympus, and Zeus's most beloved daughter. In ancient mythology, Athena was a goddess of the heavens, the ruler of clouds and lightning, the goddess of fertility, the protector of peaceful labor, and the goddess of war. She taught people how to tame cattle and horses, and how to build carts and boats; she bestowed upon humankind the plow and harrow, the spindle and the loom, thus being considered the protector of women's labor, especially weaving. She has another name, Ergane, meaning "woman of the workshop." She is also the protector of science and the goddess of wisdom; she bestowed laws upon humankind and maintained social order.)

"Mother, look how adorable this little brother is!" Athena said softly to her mother, Metis, as she looked at the sleeping baby in the Queen Mother's arms.

"Yes, indeed!" Metis glanced at the baby in the Queen Mother's arms, a hint of envy in her eyes, and agreed.

Seeing Metis's envious gaze, the Queen Mother, holding the baby, suddenly seemed to remember something, her face lighting up with joy. She looked at Metis and gently asked, "I see you seem to really like my child, sister. Why don't we hold a banquet today and have this child recognize you as his godmother? What do you think, sister?"

"Really? Sister Yaoji, are you really willing to let this child recognize me as his godmother?" Hearing the Queen Mother's words, Metis looked at her excitedly.

"Yes, of course it's true! It's his good fortune to be your godson, sister!" The Queen Mother had her reasons for making this decision; she feared that if someone discovered the child's true parentage, it would harm him. If he were the godson of the chief god of the Western God Realm, that would be a different matter. After all, they knew what was important and wouldn't want to cause unpleasantness between the Eastern and Western God Realms over such a simple matter.

"Haha! I finally have a little brother!" Athena exclaimed excitedly after seeing the Queen Mother nod in agreement. She half-ran to the Queen Mother's side, looking at her expectantly and gently asking, "Can I hold him?"

"Of course! You're his older sister now, of course you can!" the Queen Mother replied, looking down at the baby in her arms and saying gently, "Good baby! Let your sister hold you now!" She then carefully placed the baby in Athena's arms.

The baby, as soon as he was in Athena's arms, reflexively opened his eyes, looking at Duanmu Rong with a blank expression, appearing incredibly adorable. Looking at the baby's adorable face, Athena gently kissed him, then said with a mischievous expression, "Good little brother, call me sister. If anyone dares to bully you, just tell me, and I'll teach them a lesson."

"Alright, Nana, don't corrupt your little brother! Let me hold him too!" Metis looked at the baby in Athena's arms and stretched out his hands.

"Ah~~~!" Just as Athena brought the baby to Metis's side, she suddenly let out a shy sigh, then looked down at the baby with a hint of annoyance and said, "Hmph~~~! You naughty little brother, you're so bad! I'm ignoring you!" It turned out that while Athena was holding the baby, he had suddenly opened his mouth and, taking advantage of Athena's inattention, bit her nipple through her thin clothing.

"Pfft~~~!" Hearing Athena's words, the Queen Mother and Metis both looked at Athena, and when they saw the baby's current state, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh. However, none of them noticed the glint of lust in the baby's eyes—something that would never appear in the eyes of a one-month-old infant.

After Metis stopped laughing, he looked at the blushing Athena and said, "Perhaps your little brother is hungry! Quickly, take him to Sister Yaoji and let her feed him!"

Once the baby was back in the Queen Mother's arms, he immediately buried his head in her breasts and suckled deeply, a lewd smile playing on his lips.

After the Peach Banquet began, the Queen Mother announced that the baby was the adopted son of Zeus, the ruler of the Western Gods. All the immortals cheered, especially the Jade Emperor, who publicly declared an alliance with the Western Gods, vowing eternal non-aggression.

Another thing that greatly pleased the Queen Mother was that when Guanyin saw the baby, she asked the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor if she could take him as her disciple, saying that the child would surely have great wisdom when he grew up.

At first, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West disagreed. How could they allow their only "son" to cultivate Buddhism? Later, Guanyin Bodhisattva told them that she was only accepting him as a disciple, not necessarily making him follow the teachings of Buddhism. Only then did the Queen Mother of the West and the Jade Emperor agree. Thus, this one-month-old infant recognized a godmother—Metis—and took Guanyin Bodhisattva as his master.

Just before the banquet ended, the Queen Mother of the West announced to the public that the baby would be named Long Ling (龙翎).

Chapter 006 Seventh Sister—The Purple-Clad Fairy

In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed since the last Heavenly Court banquet, and Long Ling was now ten years old. Although Long Ling was only ten years old, his height and appearance were no different from an adult. Although Long Ling's face still had some childishness, this did not affect everyone's admiration for his handsome appearance. On the contrary, it made Long Ling seem quite cute. It was because of this cute face that the beautiful fairies of Heaven often came to play with Long Ling.

Especially Long Ling's seven beautiful fairy sisters—the Seventh Fairy... They would come to find Long Ling whenever they had free time, clearly just to make themselves happy. They would often tell Long Ling that as older sisters, they should play with their little brother and make him happy. This often left Long Ling both amused and exasperated. However, while playing with them, Long Ling would occasionally reach out and grope their firm breasts, buttocks, and other sensitive areas. This often made the girls blush deeply. Perhaps everyone thought Long Ling was just a child and didn't think too much about it, assuming he simply didn't understand the difference between men and women. But did Long Ling really understand nothing? Of course, that's a question only Long Ling himself could answer.

"Hmph! In ten years at most, my plan will be complete, and then the entire Heavenly Court will be..." In the back garden of the Yaochi Temple within the Heavenly Court, a man dressed in magnificent robes, handsome and refined, wearing a purple robe embroidered with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon, appeared exceptionally handsome and charismatic—a truly beautiful man. However, his eyes were filled with malice, his expression was ferocious, and he murmured with a wicked smile, sending chills down the spines of those who saw him. Indeed, this man was none other than the Queen Mother's son, the only prince of the Heavenly Court—Long Ling.

"Ah~~~! Little brother Ling'er, so you were hiding here. I searched the entire Yaochi Divine Palace looking for you! How are you going to make it up to me?" Just as Long Ling was softly murmuring, a sweet, clear voice interrupted him. Hearing this voice, Long Ling's expression changed, but only for a moment before he regained his composure.

Then, Long Ling slowly turned around, smiling at the lovely, angelic girl before him, and said, "Seventh Sister, I wasn't hiding from you at all! I just..." "I've been waiting for you here! You didn't find me yourself, and now you're blaming me!" Indeed, the person who arrived was Long Ling's biological older sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, one of the renowned Seven Fairies of Heaven. (The Seven Fairies are the seven daughters of the Jade Emperor in the mythology. In this book, for easier memorization, Long Ling took it upon herself to name the seven fairies, namely the protagonist Long Ling's seven older sisters, as follows: Eldest Sister Red-Clad Fairy, Second Sister Orange-Clad Fairy, Third Sister Yellow-Clad Fairy, Fourth Sister Green-Clad Fairy, Fifth Sister Azure-Clad Fairy, Sixth Sister Blue-Clad Fairy, and Seventh Sister Purple-Clad Fairy.)

"Hmph! It's all your fault! Who told you to come here? Tell me how you're going to make it up to me, or I'll ignore you and won't play with you anymore!" Hearing Long Ling say this, the beautiful girl Long Ling called Seventh Sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, pouted and protested. She looked incredibly cute, almost like a little elf.

"Then this is how I'll make it up to you!" Long Ling said softly, glancing at his seventh sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, with a wicked smile. "What?" Hearing this, the seventh sister thought Long Ling had some real surprise in store for her! She looked up at him expectantly.

Seeing her adorable expression, her stunning face, and her alluring figure, Long Ling's burning desire flared up instantly, and his previously limp penis hardened like iron. His eyes turned bloodshot, and without hesitation, he reached out and gently cupped his seventh sister's head in his hands, facing the Purple-Clad Fairy... Those alluring cherry-like lips pressed down hard on her.

Chapter 007 A Forced Kiss Seventh Sister

Caught off guard by this sudden and unexpected kiss, the Purple-Clad Fairy was immediately stunned speechless by Long Ling's actions, her senses becoming somewhat numb. She truly hadn't expected this little brother, who usually seemed so obedient to them, to become so audacious today.

Seeing that Seventh Sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, didn't resist him, Long Ling was overjoyed. So, suppressing his overwhelming joy, Long Ling slowly freed his hands from the Purple-Clad Fairy's head, gently slipping them inside her collar and lightly caressing her.

"Wow~~~! So big, so soft! Truly the best of the best!" As Long Ling's demonic hands gradually touched the purple-clad fairy's jade-like breasts, he couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. Before long, the purple-clad fairy was panting, her eyes becoming somewhat dazed. Long Ling, seeing this, knew his beautiful seventh sister was aroused, so he quickened his pace. Furthermore, Long Ling's hands skillfully unbuttoned the purple-clad fairy's collar.

Feeling her brother's expert kisses—light, shallow, deep, and passionate—the purple-clad fairy felt his tongue gently part her teeth and explore, searching and entwining with her own, a tender, wet kiss. She couldn't help but feel her own saliva welling up, and she kissed him back. This was her first time kissing someone, yet she was so skilled, so cooperative. The kiss alone was enough to arouse her, making her weak and her private parts slightly wet. Oh dear, how embarrassing!

The fairy in purple clearly felt Long Ling's hand caress her jade-like leg. She hurriedly reached out to grab his lecherous hand, but instead of resisting, she was led by his hand to slip inside her skirt, caressing her rounded breasts. His caresses, his kneading, his lecherous hand actually went straight to her private parts. The fairy in purple clung to him tightly in fear, unsure whether she was afraid he would become engrossed in his exploration or afraid he would discover her wetness.

Gradually, Long Ling slowly kissed Seventh Sister's ear, gently nibbling at her earlobe with his teeth. The fairy in purple's earlobe was the softest and most sensitive part; with his kisses, nibbles, sucking, and licking, an immediate tingling sensation spread throughout her body, heading straight for her genitals. She tried to shake her hair to escape his attack on her earlobe, but she had already turned her head to the side, her lips meeting his, passionately entwining and sucking. She felt the skill of his kiss, felt his caresses and kneads on her breasts, felt him pressing between her beautiful buttocks and her vulva, felt her own nipples already erect, felt the friction between them intensify with the twisting of her body, oh my god, that friction made her heart flutter, her passion surge, her desire overflow. "No, no, it's too embarrassing, I'm so ashamed!"

Long Ling felt the plump softness of his seventh sister, the purple-clad fairy's, buttocks, his lips still nibbling at her earlobe. His lustful hand had already slipped under her short skirt, caressing her breasts and private parts. His large hand pressed down, and the purple-clad fairy's body trembled violently. She immediately felt his fingers kneading and pinching her curves. She grabbed his large hand tightly: "No, no!"

"Good sister, you're already soaking wet!" Long Ling's words made the purple-clad fairy even more shy.

"You naughty little brother, you naughty Ling'er, we can't do this, let me go!" Long Ling almost hugged her completely, turned her around, and sat her face to face on his lap. Long Ling ignored his seventh sister's words and embraced her snow-white neck, kissing her passionately. The purple-clad fairy had never received such a kiss before! Such a crazy kiss! Such an intense kiss! Such a swift kiss! Such a breathtaking kiss! She caught the alluring scent of his strong, masculine body, her head spinning, her desire surging. She seemed to lose her senses, as if her awareness had been sucked away by Long Ling's lips. She thought of nothing more, letting herself fully experience the sensations. She felt weak all over, her breathing becoming rapid. His lips were thick and powerful, drawing her tongue into his mouth with each passionate kiss.

She was intoxicated, her mind and body immersed in excitement, losing all restraint, forgetting all worries, her hands involuntarily clinging tightly to his waist, as if afraid of losing him. At the same time, she sucked hard on his lips. Long Ling

extended his tongue into her cherry-like mouth, swirling it up and down, left and right. The purple-clad fairy opened her mouth wide, allowing him to penetrate even deeper. She felt increasingly stimulated, and returned his tongue, pressing it against his, moving it up and down, left and right with his.

Chapter 008 Seventh Sister's Passion (Part 1)

They didn't know how much time had passed; their lips were numb before they finally pulled their heads away slightly. Their eyes met, gazing at each other with deep affection, their gazes lingering for a long time.

The Purple-Clad Fairy felt that Long Ling's gaze was so warm, full of emotion, and captivating; his beautifully shaped, voluptuous lips and his white, strong teeth alone were enough to inspire endless daydreams. A surge of desire, like an electric current, suddenly coursed through her body. Her heart fluttered, and she couldn't help but call out, "Ling'er!" Her delicate arms tightly encircled his neck, and she pressed her cherry lips against his, kissing him passionately. Her beautiful lips were red, full, and elastic, and during the passionate kiss, they seemed so devoted, intense, and eager, with soft "mmm" sounds emanating from her throat. She slipped her bright red tongue into his mouth, letting him suckle. With his sucking, waves of electricity coursed through her body, and she moaned sweetly and ecstatically. Two soft bodies embraced tightly, two flushed cheeks pressed together, two pairs of infatuated eyes stared intently, and two trembling red lips were locked in a passionate kiss.

At this moment, the purple-clad fairy's beautiful face was captivating, her shoulder-length hair was black and smooth, her cheeks were flushed as if painted with rouge, her eyes were filled with desire, her bright red lips were slightly parted, her fair neck was long and graceful, and her full and firm breasts rose and fell with her breath.

The sight before him made Long Ling's heart flutter, and he couldn't help but pull the purple-clad fairy into his arms again. He held the soft and fragrant jade in his arms, kissing her fragrant hair while letting her full and firm breasts press softly against his chest, and at the same time, he began to powerfully thrust his burgeoning masculine desire against her flat and soft belly.

At this moment, the purple-clad fairy was already lost in passion, her clothes disheveled. She raised her head, gazing at Long Ling for a moment with her alluring eyes that seemed to drip with moisture, before offering her luscious lips once more. They shared another deep, long kiss, this time Long Ling's kiss even gentler, as if afraid of shattering precious porcelain.

He tenderly licked the purple-clad fairy's slender, smooth neck and the bare skin of her arms with his tongue. The purple-clad fairy, nestled in his arms, tilted her head back, her small mouth slightly parted, letting out soft moans, her full, round breasts rising and falling with her breath. Long Ling kissed and licked the silky skin of the purple-clad fairy's upper body, finally stopping at her white undergarment. He licked the already protruding nipples through the undergarment, and the purple-clad fairy began to pant rapidly, her body hot and limp. Long Ling's hands roamed and caressed the purple-clad fairy's bare back, taking the opportunity to untie the ribbon of the undergarment and smoothly pull it off her upper body. Her pair of firm, full, snow-white, and towering breasts stood erect in the ambiguous air, completely exposed to Long Ling's eyes. Just as the fairy in purple was about to struggle, he lowered his head and swallowed her breast, kissing and sucking with practiced fervor. The fairy, as if struck by lightning, clutched his hair, gasping, "No, dear brother, you can't!"

Long Ling raised his head, leering, "Good sister, I was just kissing!" As he spoke, he took advantage of the moment to suckle the already proud, erect, crimson "cherry" on the fairy's chest. She could no longer control herself and suddenly cried out, "Ah…!"

The fairy in purple immediately felt an indescribable, soul-stirring pleasure surge through her, rising to her head and spreading throughout her entire body. Her exquisite, mature, and beautiful body trembled with pleasure. Her stunningly beautiful, delicate cheeks radiated a seductive allure, revealing a hint of wantonness. Long Ling reached out and embraced the fairy's slender waist, then with a swift movement, the two found themselves in a secluded flower bush.

"Long Ling, not here! You can't treat your sister like this!" The purple-clad fairy didn't know if she was refusing or warning, panting weakly.

"Don't worry, dear sister, no one outside can see! Besides, I'm just kissing you, I won't do anything to you!" Long Ling laid her down on the flower bushes, lifting her dress up to her waist, revealing her white, sexy panties and fair skin. Long Ling bent down and kissed between her legs.

The fairy in purple felt Long Ling kissing, licking, and sucking her juicy peach, waves of incomparably pleasurable pleasure surging through her body. Her fair face, as white as snow, flushed crimson, exuding allure and spring-like charm. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, her red lips parted, breathing rapidly, letting out unrestrained soft moans. The thought that she was being kissed like this by her own brother, and that this was her first time kissing anyone, made her tremble uncontrollably, and she climaxed. The fairy in purple was almost limp, weak and powerless as she watched Long Ling press down on her snow-white body, rubbing his penis against her pubic hair.

"No! No! Long Ling, you can't! I'm your own sister! And... and you're still too young, it's not good to do this now, you can't do this!" But the overwhelming desire in her heart made her unable to refuse. Good heavens, it's so big!

The purple-clad fairy's cheeks flushed crimson with pleasure, her alluring beauty captivating. Her eyes were slightly parted, her cherry-like lips slightly open,

and a melodious voice rang out. As her lips parted, a fragrant, delicate scent, like the subtle fragrance of orchids, wafted from her mouth and nose, tickling and warming the face, penetrating to the core, intoxicating the senses. Seeing the fairy's captivating and alluring shyness, Long Ling's body thrust forward, eager to conquer her, desiring to enter her enchanting and seductive body.

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Chapter 009 Seventh Sister's Passion (Part 2)

As the purple-clad fairy parted her cherry lips, a fragrant, delicate scent, like orchids, wafted from her mouth and nose, tickling and warming her face, penetrating straight to the heart, making one infatuated and mesmerized. Coupled with seeing the purple-clad fairy's charming and intoxicatingly shy demeanor, Long Ling's waist thrust forward, conquering and seducing, wanting to enter the beautiful sister's alluring and seductive body.

"Ling'er, no!" Just as Long Ling was about to unbutton his clothes and thrust himself in, the Purple-Clad Fairy quickly stopped him. Seeing the resolute expression on his seventh sister's face, Long Ling knew he couldn't possess this beautiful and lovely seventh sister today. If he forced himself on her, it would surely anger her, and perhaps she would never stay with him again.

So, Long Ling sighed inwardly, pointed to the tent he had erected, and looked pitifully at the Purple-Clad Fairy, saying, "Sister Zi'er, look at my lower body. Can you bear to let your lovely little brother suffer like this? Do you expect me to go out in public like this?"

"Pfft~~~!" Seeing Long Ling's feigned pitiful appearance, the Purple-Clad Fairy burst out laughing. Then, she rolled her eyes at Long Ling and said, "You deserve it! Who told you to be so mean!" But seeing that Long Ling was really suffering, the Purple-Clad Fairy's sympathy overflowed, and she lowered her head and whispered to Long Ling, "Ling'er, are you... are you really in pain?"

"Of course! You're not a man, how would you know how much I'm suffering!" Hearing her seventh sister's words, Long Ling said somewhat defiantly.

"Then... then Ling'er, let me help you!" As soon as the Purple-Clad Fairy finished speaking, her face immediately turned red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Long Ling.

"What? Sister Zi'er, what did you just say?" Long Ling thought he had misheard, so he looked at the Purple-Clad Fairy with some uncertainty and asked.

The Purple-Clad Fairy didn't speak, but leaned against Long Ling's chest, fixing her gaze on Long Ling's handsome and rugged face. Her jade hand slowly slid, and finally she said, "Little brother Ling'er, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, but you're still too young, we can't do this. And your... your dragon spear is too big, I'm not ready yet, I'm just afraid your dragon spear will... will hurt me, so I dare not..."

Long Ling looked at the Purple-Clad Fairy with infinite regret and said, "Sister Zi'er, it's all my fault, I actually wanted you at this time... I'm so sad, I'm disappointed..."

Seeing Long Ling's disappointed expression, the Purple-Clad Fairy gently comforted him, "Ling'er, don't be sad, I'm not blaming you, how about we do it when you grow up?" At this point, the purple-clad fairy was too shy to utter the more explicit words that followed.

For a moment, neither spoke, both gazing intently at each other. Their faces were only a few centimeters apart; they could even feel each other's breath.

The purple-clad fairy's beautiful eyes, somewhat intoxicated, somewhat dazed, and somewhat shy, shimmered with a mesmerizing hue in the hazy moonlight, evoking a dreamlike allure. Her long, dark eyelashes fluttered, and a fine, translucent bead of sweat glistened on her round, delicate nose, as if gently enveloped by a shimmering film. Her cherry-like lips parted slightly, like two blooming flowers, and her alabaster skin glowed pink, brimming with irresistible allure.

Holding the soft, fragrant body in his arms, gazing into those affectionate eyes, Long Ling felt a surge of desire, a passion that welled up from the bottom of his heart!

Filled with passion, Long Ling brought his warm lips to hers.

The purple-clad fairy gently closed her eyes, a gentle smile appearing on her face. Chapter 010 Seventh Sister Plays the Flute Long Ling, embracing her smooth, delicate body, seemed stirred by something. He gently lowered his head and pressed his thick lips deeply against her burning red lips.

That moment was an elevation of emotion, a touch of the soul, an entanglement of spirits. Two people bound by a forbidden bond embraced tightly. The purple-clad fairy gently opened her mouth, murmuring, "Ling'er, little brother..." Long Ling, of course, sensed her intention. He extended his thick tongue, exploring her lips gently and tenderly, like a soft melody, gently seeping into her heart ... Without any resistance, Long Ling's tongue plunged into the purple-clad fairy's fragrant mouth, their tongues intertwining. The fairy's delicate tongue, like a serpent coiling around him, sent shivers of pleasure through Long Ling's body; her sweet nectar seemed like a bewitching potion, intoxicating him; her soft moans were like celestial music, captivating his soul. And she, too, blushed and her heart raced under the assault of his tongue… The purple-clad fairy's beautiful body was completely exposed to the air. She was indeed too beautiful, too alluring, too captivating. Long Ling's hand, uncontrollably, traced the path along her beautiful, flat abdomen, and just inches away, her body trembled. Her long, beautiful legs tightened… Their thighs were tightly pressed together, as if resisting an intruder. Long Ling teased, deepening the penetration. At this moment, Sister Zi'er's face was flushed, desperately squeezing her thighs together. This was her only resistance, though it looked so helpless. Long Ling's hand reached her warm lower abdomen; Sister Zi'er's lower abdomen was particularly thick with hair, feeling like a soft, downy patch. Long Ling gently combed and stroked it with his fingers for a moment before continuing downwards. The Purple-Clad Fairy's body tensed instantly. Long Ling laid her delicate body down on the gunwale, alternately sucking and licking her breasts, his hands also playing with the wet, slippery pearl in her valley. The Purple-Clad Fairy couldn't close her thighs, desperately trying to suppress the urge within her; her valley was already soaked. Looking at Sister Zi'er's alluring helplessness… Long Ling, taking advantage of the situation, parted her snow-white, firm legs. The purple-clad fairy let out a soft sob of embarrassment, her body fully exposed before Long Ling. Her lower abdomen was covered with lush, dark, glossy pubic hair, her alluring secret place partially obscured, appearing and disappearing, making it even more enticing. Long Ling caressed the warm, abundant pubic hair, laughing, "Sister Zi'er, your pubic hair is so lush!" The purple-clad fairy's pretty face flushed red, shy and silent, as Long Ling gently stroked her full body. The purple-clad fairy's body was alluringly curvaceous, her skin as white as snow radiating a lustrous, jade-like sheen, her breasts full and firm, her slender waist easily encircled, her abdomen flat and firm without a trace of excess fat, her jade-like buttocks round and pert, and her long, strong legs, now widely parted.

Two full, yet still girlishly pink lips, slightly parted, like ripe peaches bursting open, a faint, alluring fragrance seemed to emanate from them. Long Ling's heart pounded, his hands gripping her slender waist, caressing it incessantly, he chuckled, "Sister Zi'er, you're so wet."

As he spoke, he knelt between her legs, his tongue licking the inside of her thighs.

The purple-clad fairy seemed to moan softly, her delicate body trembling slightly. Long Ling glanced at her alluring expression, then lowered his head and slowly licked again.

The purple-clad fairy trembled with excitement, her lips opening and closing repeatedly, releasing streams of fragrant fluid, intensifying the aroma.

Long Ling's desire surged, his hands grasping her peaches and kneading them vigorously. The purple-clad fairy trembled, letting out two soft moans, releasing large amounts of thick, fragrant nectar, her body going limp. Long Ling raised his head and smiled, "Sister Zi'er, do you feel good?"

The fairy in purple had flushed cheeks and her nostrils flared, completely absorbed in the pleasure of her orgasm. Although her eyes were closed, she radiated beauty. Indeed, she had never felt anything like this before, but how could she answer her naughty brother Long Ling's question? She could only moan softly to express her feelings.

Long Ling continued to move his lips closer, patiently serving the beautiful and charming sister Zi'er beneath him.

The fairy in purple finally couldn't help but moan, and Long Ling was greatly encouraged, working even harder to please her, savoring her lower body as if it were the most delicious treat in the world.

Under Long Ling's teasing, the Purple-Clad Fairy once again gushed forth her honeyed juices and fainted. It took her a long time to slowly awaken. Opening her eyes, she saw the true dragon tilting its head and looking at her, and couldn't help but blush shyly. "You little pervert, you almost killed me just now!"

Long Ling laughed, "Sister Zi'er, I was supposed to be your helper, but I ended up helping you instead..."

The Purple-Clad Fairy chuckled softly, straightened up, and grasped Long Ling's scaled dragon spear with both hands. "You little pervert, you big bad guy, I'll give it back to you now. A few days ago, Third Sister found one of those books somewhere, and the other sisters and I read it and learned another way to help you. I don't know if it will work."

The Purple-Clad Fairy's beautiful eyes conveyed affection as she opened her rosy lips...

Enjoying the warmth of Sister Zi'er's mouth, Long Ling was very pleased. He looked down at her movements and praised, "Sister Zi'er, play the flute for me! I just learned it yesterday!"

The Purple-Clad Fairy nodded shyly and continued to play the flute with great effort.

Long Ling's hot, thick dragon spear was gradually moistened inch by inch by her nimble little tongue, its large glans being gently sucked into her wet mouth. His penis swelled even more in her warm mouth, waves of intoxicating pleasure washing over him, and Long Ling couldn't help but moan.

The purple-clad fairy gazed at Long Ling with affectionate eyes, sucking and swallowing his thick shaft, making soft "cheep cheep" sounds.

Long Ling held her head and gently thrust, praising, "Sister Zi'er, you're so good! I feel so good."

The purple-clad fairy's eyes showed a mixture of shyness and joy. She embraced Long Ling's buttocks and slowly swallowed his penis to its fullest extent, yet a small portion remained outside her lips. Long Ling felt the tip reach her soft throat, then slowly withdrew his jade stem. The purple-clad fairy's bright red lips tightly enveloped him, the warm, moist sensation bringing him immense pleasure.

Long Ling caressed Sister Zi'er's soft hair with his hand. The purple-clad fairy reached out and gently stroked the two testicles in her hands, while vigorously swallowing and spitting them out. Her technique was superb, and her expression was even more ingratiating. The tingling sensation gradually intensified, and Long Ling grew increasingly wild. He thrust his hips, using her small mouth like a honeyed orifice, and the purple-clad fairy responded to his thrusts with soft moans, gazing at him seductively, her submissive expression even more alluring.

A strong itch shot straight to his ejaculation point, and his dragon spear swelled three-tenths in her mouth. The purple-clad fairy, of course, knew what was about to happen, and she manipulated his dragon spear even more intensely. Long Ling let out a low growl and forcefully held her head. The purple-clad fairy sucked hard, swallowing rapidly, her small tongue making Long Ling tremble uncontrollably.

After savoring the moment for a long time, Long Ling reluctantly pulled out his dragon spear, pinched her little mouth, and praised, "Sister Zi'er, your little mouth really stole my soul!"

The purple-clad fairy gently leaned against Long Ling and said shyly, "Luckily, I read that book with all the other sisters that day, otherwise I wouldn't know how to help you, little brother Ling'er. By the way, Ling'er, was it really comfortable just now?"

Long Ling thought of how Zi'er's warm and charming little mouth had served him, and then thought of how she was one of the Seven Fairies of the Celestial Realm, and also his own sister, and couldn't help but like her even more, hugging her tightly, "Good sister, Ling'er is so cute."

Chapter 011 Your fragrance is so nice

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"Zi'er, Ling'er, where are you two? Father and Mother are looking for you!" After the passion, the two siblings lay in the flower bushes, slowly enjoying the afterglow of their climax, when suddenly a shout startled them so much that they turned pale.

"Ah~~~! Eldest sister is here, Ling'er! What should we do now? We absolutely can't let her see us like this. Also, Father and Mother are looking for you! I wonder what it's about!" Upon hearing this voice, the Purple-Clad Fairy turned around, her face filled with worry and a blush of embarrassment, and anxiously asked Long Ling.

Indeed, this person was none other than the eldest princess, the Red-Clad Fairy, one of the seven princesses of Heaven. It turned out that the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother had something to discuss with Long Ling, but she wasn't there. They had no choice but to call upon the seven princesses of Heaven, who were always inseparable from Long Ling, to help them search for her. Of these seven princesses, the seventh princess, the Purple-Clad Fairy, found Long Ling first, but before she could even tell her what had happened, this incident occurred. Hearing her eldest sister, the Red-Clad Fairy's, words, the Purple-Clad Fairy immediately remembered her mission.

"Good sister, don't worry! Before Sister Hong'er comes over and finds out about what happened between us, let's quickly get dressed and go out. She definitely won't know what just happened." Seeing the flustered expression on the purple-clad fairy's face, Long Ling gently kissed her cheek and then whispered to her while holding her.

"Hmm, yes! Oh dear! I'm so stupid, I didn't even think of that. Little brother Ling'er is so smart." The purple-clad fairy was suddenly awakened by Long Ling's words, so she tried to get up and get dressed. But as soon as she tried to get up, she found that Long Ling was still holding her. The purple-clad fairy immediately pushed Long Ling away gently and said lightly, "Hmph~~~! You naughty little brother, you're still not behaving yourself. Quick... get up quickly, or you'll be finished if your big sister finds out!!!"

Long Ling didn't want to be caught by his big sister either. If his big sister found out and told everyone about it, then he would really be finished! Seeing the red-clad fairy slowly walking towards them, Long Ling and the purple-clad fairy quickly straightened their clothes and then

walked out hand in hand.

"Sister Hong'er, Sister Zi'er and I are here!" After going outside, Long Ling grabbed the purple-clad fairy's hand and waved loudly to the red-clad fairy.

"Ling'er, Zi'er, where did you go?" When Long Ling and the purple-clad fairy reached the red-clad fairy, the red-clad fairy looked at them with some displeasure and said.

"I...we went to~~~~!" the purple-clad fairy stammered, but before she could finish speaking, the red-clad fairy grabbed her hand and said, "Little sister Zi'er, what did you put on yourself! This fragrance smells so good! I don't remember you having this fragrance when you came out. Did you and little brother Ling'er put it on?"

"No...no~~~!" Upon hearing this, the purple-clad fairy's face immediately turned red, and she turned and glared fiercely at Long Ling. How could she possibly say such a thing to the fairy in red? Did she mean to imply that she and her younger brother Long Ling had done *that*?

"Pfft~~~!" Hearing his eldest sister, the fairy in red, say that, Long Ling couldn't help but laugh. He really hadn't expected her to say that the semen ejaculated from that dragon spear smelled good.

"Hmph, you naughty little brother, how dare you laugh! Your six other sisters and I have been looking for you everywhere, but you only gave Zi'er this kind of thing. You're so biased! We've always been so good to you. From now on, I'm ignoring you. You stinky little brother, you bad little brother!" Seeing Long Ling snickering, the fairy in red seemed to have found her target and started sulking at him. At this moment, the fairy in red was no longer the serious eldest sister she always was; she was like a child.

"Well, it's a perfume I made myself. I'll definitely give it to you next time, big sister!" Long Ling suppressed his laughter and said to the fairy in red with a serious expression.

"Hmm, little brother, you're so good! You have to remember what you just said! If you break your promise, then I... I really won't talk to you anymore!" The fairy in red playfully said, pulling on Long Ling's hand after he agreed. Then she turned to the fairy in purple and said, "Little sister Zi'er, you saw that, you have to be my witness from now on! You can't help little brother Ling'er!"

"Yes, I will definitely remember it well, I will never forget what I just said, right, sister Zi'er?" She winked playfully at the fairy in purple, as if to say, "I will give it to you again in the future, sister.

" "Yes... yes!" The fairy in purple blushed and whispered to the fairy in red, her head bowed.

"Alright, now let's go find Father and Mother! They are waiting for you, Ling'er! I wonder what important matter they have to discuss." Seeing that Long Ling had agreed to the fairy in purple, the fairy in red felt relieved and whispered to Long Ling before leading the way forward.

Long Ling and the Purple-Clad Fairy exchanged a knowing glance, then followed closely behind the Red-Clad Fairy.

Chapter 012: Deciding to Go to the Purple Bamboo Forest

. Halfway there, the Purple-Clad Fairy excused herself and left. The Red-Clad Fairy couldn't detect her scent, but their biological mother would surely know. If their father and mother discovered it, neither she nor her brother Long Ling would fare well. Therefore, the Purple-Clad Fairy left first.

Long Ling knew what his seventh sister was going to do, but he didn't reveal it. He didn't want others to know about his relationship with the Purple-Clad Fairy, so he pretended not to know anything and followed his eldest sister, the Red-Clad Fairy, slowly towards the Golden Palace.

Along the way, Long Ling kept thinking: Why were the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother searching for him, and why had they chosen the Golden Palace as the meeting place? He knew that anything discussed in the Golden Palace must be very important. Just as Long Ling was lost in thought, the fairy in red suddenly stopped.

Because Long Ling wasn't paying attention and was still walking at his previous pace, he bumped into the fairy in red. "Hey, Sister Hong'er, why did you stop?" Long Ling's brain hadn't quite registered what was happening, and he asked the fairy in red in confusion.

"We've arrived. Why wouldn't we stop? Are we going to keep walking?" The fairy in red said, looking at Long Ling's bewildered expression, with a hint of annoyance.

"Ah~~~?" Hearing the fairy in red's words, Long Ling looked up and, just as his elder sister had said, found himself outside the Golden Palace. While Long Ling was still confused, the two of them had unknowingly arrived at the entrance of the Golden Palace.

"Hmm? Sister Hong'er, aren't you going in?" Long Ling asked, puzzled, seeing the fairy in red about to turn and leave.

"Hmph! I'm not going in! It feels so oppressive inside, I can't even laugh. It's much better outside. Of course, only a weirdo like you can chat and laugh among those rigid ministers and still earn their respect!" The fairy in red glanced at the Golden Palace and said to Long Ling with some dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, I call it speaking to people in a human way and to ghosts in a ghost way. As long as you're polite to those ministers, they'll naturally treat you well." It was unclear whether Long Ling was speaking to the fairy in red or to himself. After speaking, he slowly stepped into the Golden Palace. Long Ling's expression was serious at this moment. If someone didn't know him, seeing him now and seeing him outside, they might think they were two similar-looking people! After all, the difference in temperament between the current Long Ling and the playful Long Ling outside was like heaven and earth.

"Hehehe~~~! This naughty little brother is pretending to be well-behaved in front of Father and the others again!" Watching Long Ling, who was feigning a serious expression, slowly walk into the Golden Palace, the fairy in red covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Father, Mother, may I ask what important matter you have summoned me for?" Long Ling entered the Golden Palace and first respectfully asked the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, then nodded to each of the ministers in the court. The ministers smiled back at Long Ling, indicating that he had a very good impression of them.

"Ling'er, actually, all of you ministers have gathered in the Golden Palace today for your sake!" The Jade Emperor said, looking at Long Ling with a loving expression.

"You've gathered in the Golden Palace today all for me?" Long Ling asked疑惑地问道.

"That's right. Just now, your master, Guanyin Bodhisattva, sent word that someone would come to fetch you to the Purple Bamboo Grove to study Buddhism in three days. However, your ministers said that you are the only Crown Prince of Heaven and will be the next ruler of Heaven. You should focus on learning how to govern Heaven, not on practicing Buddhist doctrines. Since everyone's opinions are divided, you, Ling'er, should make the decision yourself!" The Jade Emperor said to Long Ling with a smile.

"Father, you're letting me make this choice myself?" Long Ling asked uncertainly after hearing the Jade Emperor's words. After all, this was the first time the Jade Emperor had let Long Ling make such an important decision on his own, so how could Long Ling not find it strange?

"Yes! That's right, this is the result of a discussion among all my beloved ministers. They said you are very sensible now and have your own ideas about things, so you can make the decision yourself." The Jade Emperor said seriously to Long Ling. In fact, the Jade Emperor was also very happy, after all, his only son had gained the approval of all the ministers of the Heavenly Court.

"I've decided, I want to go to my master first and then come back in a few years!" Long Ling had also thought very carefully about this choice, and finally decided to go to the Purple Bamboo Grove where Guanyin Bodhisattva lived first, and then come back in a few years.

"What? Your Highness, please think twice before you act!"

"Yes! Your Highness, you are the next administrator of the Heavenly Court. How can you study Buddhism if you don't learn how to manage the order of the Heavenly Court?"

"Your Highness, studying Buddhism is not useful for management. It's better not to go here!"

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Long Ling's answer surprised everyone present. Everyone assumed that Long Ling would stay in Heaven to learn how to manage its affairs. Given his intelligence, they were certain he would manage the entire Heavenly Court impeccably.

"Tell me your reasons!" Hearing Long Ling's answer, the Jade Emperor was somewhat angry. He truly hadn't expected his son to be so disappointing, abandoning his position as Crown Prince to instead pursue Buddhist teachings.

"Yes, Father!" Long Ling respectfully replied to the Jade Emperor, then turned to the assembled celestial officials and declared loudly, "I have my own reasons for going to my master to study Buddhism."

Upon hearing Long Ling's words, the ministers fell silent, staring at him awaiting his explanation.

"Actually, isn't Buddhism supposed to cultivate one's mind and character? If I were to study Buddhism, wouldn't it be better for managing the Heavenly Court in the future? Wouldn't my judgment be clearer?" Long Ling said slowly, looking at the crowd.

Seeing that Long Ling's mind was made up, no one tried to stop him, for they all knew his character. Once he made a decision, nothing could change it; this was Long Ling's principle.

However, Long Ling wasn't thinking about going to the Purple Bamboo Forest to study Buddhism; instead, he was thinking about how to push that cold and beautiful master, Guanyin, onto his bed, letting her do as she pleased and discipline him. Long Ling thought that since he was only ten years old, his master Guanyin would still treat him like a child, without any suspicion. If he went in a few years, Guanyin would certainly not have much intimate contact with him. In that case, it would be much more difficult to seduce the aloof Guanyin, so now is the best time to do so. Thinking of this, Long Ling couldn't help but reveal a lewd smile.

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Chapter 013 Hundred Flower Garden

After leaving the Golden Palace, Long Ling wandered aimlessly through the Heavenly Court alone. Suddenly, a rich and intoxicating aroma of wine wafted over. Long Ling looked up in surprise, realizing that he had unknowingly arrived outside the Hundred Flower Garden.

"The Hundred Flower Wine in the Hundred Flower Garden truly lives up to its reputation!" Upon smelling the fragrant wine, Long Ling immediately stopped, sighed softly, and then, with a wicked smile, strode into the Hundred Flower Garden.

"Greetings, Your Highness! May I ask what brings Your Highness to the Hundred Flower Garden?" As soon as Long Ling entered the Hundred Flower Garden, he heard the melodious voice of a nightingale. Long Ling looked closely and saw that it was the Peony Fairy from the Hundred Flower Garden.

"Nothing much, I just happened to come here by chance, and then I was attracted by the rich aroma of the Hundred Flowers Wine," Long Ling said truthfully. Then he looked at Peony Fairy and asked, "By the way, Peony, where is your elder sister, Hundred Flowers Fairy?"

"Oh, my sister just got back not long ago. But she's been staying in her room since she got back. Please sit here for a while, Your Highness, I'll go and call her over," Peony Fairy said, thinking that Long Ling had come to see Hundred Flowers Fairy for something.

"By the way, Peony, go and get me some Hundred Flowers Wine! I'm going to Master's place in a few days, and I won't be able to drink such good wine anymore!" Long Ling suddenly remembered that his main purpose in coming to the Hundred Flowers Garden was to drink Hundred Flowers Wine, so he instructed Peony Fairy.

"Yes!" As Long Ling instructed, Peony Fairy first got him a pot of Hundred Flowers Wine, and then went to find Hundred Flowers Fairy. Long Ling was left alone to stroll through the Hundred Flowers Garden and savor the Hundred Flowers Wine. Hearing what the Peony Fairy said, the Hundred Flower Fairy got up and went out to the back garden. Searching along the way, she found Long Ling sitting alone on a blue stone by the lake, a gourd full of wine, which he was drinking while lost in thought. The Hundred Flower Fairy leaped over the artificial hill and landed in front of him, smiling sweetly, "Your Highness..."

The

Hundred Flower Fairy's appearance immediately caught Long Ling's eye. Before him stood a beautiful woman with flowing hair, dressed in a pure white palace gown. Her skin was snow-white and delicate, her figure curvaceous, and her flawless face still held the gentle charm of a young girl. She exuded mature allure, elegance, and beauty. The fragrance of her swaying hair wafted through the air, and her breath was sweet as orchids. "Your Highness...so you were here...I've been looking for you for so long..." Seeing Long Ling looking at her like that, a hint of panic and infatuation flashed in the Hundred Flower Fairy's eyes. Unbeknownst to him, a ripple of emotion stirred within him, his face flushing crimson with embarrassment, his heart pounding with desire. What Long Ling didn't know was that his encounter with his seventh sister, the Purple-Clad Fairy, earlier that day had been inadvertently witnessed by the Hundred Flower Fairy. The Hundred Flower Fairy, being of a certain age, was restrained by celestial rules and dared not act recklessly. Therefore, upon seeing this handsome and dashing Crown Prince of Heaven, she had secretly fallen for him, her heart filled with infatuation. Long Ling, too, was captivated by the Hundred Flower Fairy's beauty, staring at her in utter disbelief. Her beautiful, blushing face, fair with a rosy tinge, and her slightly upturned, bright red lips; she wore a thin silk dress, and through the semi-transparent red fabric, one could vaguely see her breasts, the bulges outside the dress suggesting large, firm breasts, trembling with each breath. Her skin was snow-white and delicate, her full and sensual body tightly wrapped in a pure white, semi-transparent dress, revealing her well-defined curves, her close-fitting bodice and thong. Especially captivating were her large, bright, watery eyes, which seemed to hold a fire within them when they turned, bewitching the soul. Her youthful beauty was tinged with a mature charm and alluring grace, leaving Long Ling completely mesmerized. Chapter 014 The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers blushed under Long Ling's gaze, her heart pounding and her breathing quickening. She knew that this handsome young man before her was captivated by her beauty, sexiness, and mature charm, and was lost in fantasies. Her beautiful eyes secretly glanced at Long Ling's lower body. Stimulated by the fairy's alluring posture, his manhood was already erect, pushing his crotch high. A lewd expression involuntarily appeared on her beautiful face. Her phoenix eyes stared at the erection, gleaming with an unusual light. Her words were weak and feeble, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes filled with desire, "Hmm... Your Highness... you've come to our Hundred Flowers Garden to drink again. Why didn't you invite me? Why are you hiding here drinking alone?" As if waiting for Long Ling's answer, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers smiled sweetly, gazing at him affectionately. Long Ling, his heart burning with desire, met the Hundred Flower Fairy's gaze directly. At such close range, her beautiful, mature face, radiant with smiles, captivated him. He quickly averted his eyes, chuckled, and tossed her his wine gourd. "Hmm, have a sip too!" The Hundred Flower Fairy took a sip and comfortably sat down opposite him. "I heard you're going to see Guanyin Bodhisattva in a couple of days?" A lewd glint flashed in Long Ling's eyes. He nodded. "In three days, my master will send someone to fetch me." Drinking with a kindred spirit, they chatted amiably on the bluestone, both becoming slightly tipsy. After a few glasses of foreign liquor, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' eyes radiated an irrepressible spring-like allure. Facing her beloved, she was already somewhat unable to control herself. She smiled seductively at him, her lips curving into a blush of spring, her delicate face both smiling and shy, her coquettish and playful demeanor captivating anyone who saw her. Alcohol, a catalyst for lust, unexpectedly triggered Long Ling's primal instincts, but he dared not act rashly. Long Ling was stunned by the beauty of the Hundred Flower Fairy before him. Her bright, clear eyes were captivating, her fair face rosy, and her cherry-red lips looked fresh and tempting. As she spoke, her lips parted, making one yearn to kiss her. Her skin was snow-white and delicate. Her curvaceous figure was tightly wrapped in a pink, low-cut palace dress, revealing most of her breasts. Her round and full breasts created a cleavage. She had a slender waist, and beneath her skirt were a pair of alluring jade legs, snow-white and long. Her fair and rounded arms exuded a mature and beautiful charm, full of the allure of a young woman. She was even more captivating than the Queen Mother of the West, with whom he had a past life, who was now his mother. The delicate fragrance of perfume and the scent of a mature woman wafted towards him. The beauty and sexiness of the Hundred Flower Fairy aroused Long Ling's lust. He stared at Chi Xia, forgetting that the great beauty in front of him was the Hundred Flower Fairy. His vision gradually blurred, and he even imagined the woman in front of him as a naked and beautiful goddess. He seemed to see her round, high, white and tender breasts, and her nipples were as cute as red beans. His inappropriate fantasies made his penis involuntarily erect.

The beautiful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers noticed Long Ling's strange gaze fixed on her chest, and her face flushed crimson. A strange glint flashed in her beautiful eyes, and a woman's innate shyness welled up within her. "Your Highness... Your Highness... What's wrong with you..." This immediately snapped Long Ling out of his pink reverie. Coming to his senses, he stammered awkwardly, "Ah... nothing... nothing..."

Although she had intended to seduce the young boy before her, intense shame made the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' face burn fiercely. She quickly ended the conversation and rose to take her leave. Long Ling rose and watched the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' departing figure, his eyes wide as he stared at her plump, slightly upturned buttocks, swaying from side to side, taut by her lower garment. The rounded curves were so beautiful they made one's mouth water. He secretly pondered how lonely and painful it must be for that beautiful, mature, and alluring saintess, in the prime of her life, so full of desire and yearning, yet unable to marry, spending her days and nights alone in her empty chamber, unable to sleep. He felt not only pitiful but also deeply regretful. Long Ling felt deeply aggrieved for the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers. Intending to vent his frustration on her alluring body, he resolved to seize this opportunity to seduce her into bed, to soothe her thirsty

, unfulfilled desires. The pink dress draped over her curvaceous, mature, and seductive figure made Long Ling fantasize about penetrating her, about her experiencing intense pleasure and ecstasy, her breath coming in gasps. In his reverie, he was surprised to see the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, her waist swaying like a willow in the wind, turn her head, her large, bright eyes looking at him, and her cherry-red lips parting slightly in a charming smile.

"Oh..." It was truly captivating, especially with each movement of hers, her full breasts trembled, stimulating Long Ling's large penis to stand erect and proudly erect. He thought that if he could make love with such a beautiful woman, he would be overjoyed. Meanwhile, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, unable to bear the loneliness of her secluded chamber, the cold nights, sleepless nights, and unbearable lust, desperately needed his sexual comfort and satisfaction. Then, her secluded chamber would no longer be lonely, her nights would no longer be cold, and her sleep would no longer be solitary. He should subdue her beneath him, making her completely satisfied. And so...

Chapter 015 Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (100

... ) The Flower Fairy returned to her boudoir, her heart restless and her soul pounding. Her mind and heart were filled with images of Long Ling—that handsome, dashing, strong, and radiant young man, a charming and vigorous soul. From the first moment she saw him, her heart had been captivated by his handsome appearance, her soul swooning and her desire surging. She had long harbored the desire to seduce him to relieve her burning lust.

Now, her body felt weak and her cheeks burning. She felt an indescribable sensation wash over her, making her heart race and her breathing quicken. Her desire... Her desire burned uncontrollably, and an inexplicable itching arose in her private parts, causing a flood of vaginal fluid.

She went into the bathroom, removed her clothes, and gazed wistfully at her reflection in the mirror. Her slightly pink skin was so beautiful, her firm breasts and tightly closed legs displaying her exceptionally alluring beauty. Yunying, still unmarried, experienced a strange sensation every few days, becoming more frequent with age. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers could only relieve herself with her delicate fingers, sometimes rubbing her genitals with a blanket, but these methods only provided temporary pleasure, leaving the emptiness within her unresolved. It couldn't be ruled out.

Ever since someone teased her with their eyes today, she'd felt uneasy. That feeling of being violated and possessed, which usually only happened at night when no one was around, had lingered over her all day. But who would have known that beneath her icy exterior lay such fiery passion?

Her cheeks flushed, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers finished her bath, changed into an extremely alluring and sexy nightgown, and came out. She felt her legs were tingling and weak; the caresses earlier had been a bit too intense. She realized that she had pinched her soft breasts, leaving red marks that were now somewhat sore.

She picked up her gourd and gulped down her Hundred Flowers Wine. Fantasizing about making love with the young, strong, and dashing Dragon Prince, she trembled uncontrollably, her vulva becoming wet with a constant flow of lustful fluid, which only intensified her emptiness and loneliness. She could no longer suppress the burning desire within her; if no soothing rain fell to nourish her body and soul, she would be consumed by that raging fire.

In the boudoir of the Hundred Flower Fairy, the stunning beauty, perhaps from excessive drinking, had a flushed face, her cheeks as red as ripe apples, radiating boundless allure. Slightly intoxicated, she lay limply on the table, her body... Unbeknownst to him, Long Ling, his eyes filled with lust, was eyeing her alluring body beneath her clothes, a body that made men drool. What a beautiful woman in slumber! The seductive pose of the beautiful saintess made his thick penis erect and eager to plunge into her plump little hole.

She had changed into a red, low-cut, sleeveless nightgown, tightly wrapping her exquisite figure, highlighting her curves and exuding irresistible allure. The radiant beauty captivated Long Ling's piercing gaze, making him feel the devilishly curvaceous figure beneath the bright red evening gown, so smooth and white, full of bewitching charm and desire.

In the semi-transparent robe, her... Two jade-like breasts could be seen swaying up and down with each breath, especially the two cherries, which were even more dazzling and bright against the backdrop of the pink nightgown. Long Ling immediately lowered his head, not daring to look any longer, fearing that the lust in his heart would become uncontrollable. But it would have been better if he hadn't looked down; once he did, he discovered that the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was wearing transparent silk panties, which revealed her full breasts and dark pubic hair, making his lust burn even more fiercely.

Due to the alcohol, his blood was slowly boiling, and the young man was instantly aroused with intense lust, his eyes filled with a lustful light that enveloped the woman's entire body. Suddenly, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt… She felt that burning, teasing gaze, now fixed on her half-naked body. Who was looking at her with such greedy, lustful eyes? Just now, in the bathtub, as he vigorously caressed her fragrant body, she had completely lost herself, even believing she was being passionately loved by a man, her gushing fluids filling the tub, requiring her to change the water several times.

Was it him? The Hundred Flower Fairy felt her heart pounding wildly, as if it were about to leap from her mouth. She stood up and turned around, "Your Highness, what... what are you doing..." She hadn't misjudged; the person who had sneaked into her boudoir at this moment, intending to violate her, was none other than Crown Prince Long Ling.

“My beauty… I only wish to pluck this flower from your petals…” Without another word, the Flower Fairy made her move, her slender fingers aiming straight for her opponent's eyes. Although her heart was already stirred by desire, she truly disliked the way those eyes were scrutinizing her, so lustful and unrestrained.

Long Ling gently raised his left hand, his thumb and forefinger touching her pulse point. The Flower Fairy felt all her strength vanish in that touch. The man's left hand slowly caressed hers, as gently as if handling fragile porcelain. She felt in horror that with that hand's gentle touch, her… Her will to resist slowly vanished, and she couldn't even muster the strength to break free.

Watching Long Ling emerge, the Hundred Flower Fairy staggered backward as he advanced. She refused to succumb to him like this, until her bare back touched the wall, as cold as the ground, before she stopped. Long Ling pressed her slender, white right hand against the wall, watching as she stretched out her arm, revealing the delicate, thick, glossy black flesh beneath. He slowly pressed down, squeezing the nipples that protruded beneath her robe, barely concealed by the fabric, and inhaled the faint, virginal fragrance emanating from her body.

"You were so unrestrained when you came here, but you won't share with others?" "You...you saw it?" Fairy Baihua could feel the tremor in her voice. "If he saw even my wanton masturbation in the bathtub just now, then it's really..." She felt her cheeks burning red, extreme shame weakening her, and she lost the will to resist and protect herself.

"I saw it. And I promise, I can let you taste pleasures you could never experience when you came here alone. Believe it or not?" Long Ling lowered his head and gently licked her flawless white neck, his tongue bringing waves of tingling sensations. "Even if you lose your virginity under these circumstances, there's nothing to say." Fairy Baihua thought to herself.

Suppressing his surging emotions, Long Ling picked up the soft, warm body of the limp beauty, held her slender waist, and took her jade hand, earnestly leading the Fairy Baihua, who was not swayed by the wine, step by step towards the hibiscus tent in her boudoir.

Slightly tipsy, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers nestled her soft, delicate body against him. Through the thin evening gown, Long Ling could feel the Saintess's full, supple body. Supporting her, he was able to look down at her and, through the low neckline, see her two snow-white, plump, and round breasts, which seemed to be about to burst out of her bodice. The high, white breasts formed a tight cleavage, and the fragrant scent of milk and perfume made his blood rush through his veins.

Long Ling thought this was a perfect opportunity, and he was determined to possess the Holy Maiden's body, which so many men longed for and were captivated by. His lust was aroused, and his penis, already hard and almost bursting out of his pants, was already impatient. His hand, which had been supporting the fairy's slender waist, moved down to support her full, round buttocks as they moved, feeling their plumpness and elasticity. He turned to the side, pressing his face tightly against the fairy's cheek, and held her tightly in his arms, pressing his lower body against her fragrant buttocks, teasing her with each step. At

this moment, the Hundred Flowers Fairy, stimulated by the strong liquor, felt her blood rushing through her veins. Nestled in her beloved's strong arms, held tightly in his embrace, she felt a surge of youthful masculine energy emanating from him, giving her an unprecedentedly sweet and comfortable feeling, a wonderful sensation as if her soul were floating. She had never embraced a man so intimately before. Although there was only a thin layer of clothing between them, she could still feel her full, firm breasts pressing tightly against his broad chest.

Driven by lust, he held the saintess tightly, his right hand cupping her full, round buttocks. He could feel that she was wearing a short pair of panties, and touching her snow-white, beautiful body gradually aroused his primal urges. Clearly feeling the restless stirring in Long Ling's lower body, the Hundred Flower Fairy blushed with shyness, her breath quickening. Her lower body involuntarily retreated, trying to escape his embrace, but it was only a weak struggle, a clear act of reluctant refusal.

With each step, the protrusion of his penis pressed against her buttocks, making her whole body tingle and her vulva itch, causing a trickle of lustful fluid to flow, soaking the crotch of her panties. The discomfort was that her vagina felt like it was crawling with ants, like an itch that was only scratched, the more she scratched, the more it itched, and the emptiness was unbearable.

Chapter 016 Pushing Down the Hundred Flower Fairy (2)

The Hundred Flower Fairy felt Long Ling's warm hand caressing her buttocks, a comfortable sensation, so she didn't flinch, pretending nothing was wrong, letting him touch her as he pleased. The masculine warmth emanating from him, combined with the unique scent of men, stirred her heart, giving her an indescribable pleasure. But after all, she was the most chaste Hundred Flower Fairy of the Fire Clan, and a pure virgin, so she inevitably felt some hesitation and shyness. Yet, she couldn't bear to give up such an opportunity to get close to her beloved, her heart filled with conflicting and complex thoughts and unease. Her face flushed red, and she lowered her head, silent.

Seeing her shy and timid appearance, Long Ling knew that the Hundred Flower Fairy was a virgin... His heart, already stirred by desire, desperately needed a man's comfort. He reached out and patted her buttocks; the elastic, soft touch sent a shiver down his spine. He wanted to pull his hand back and look down at the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, but she bit her cherry lips, smiling shyly, showing no disgust or avoidance.

Long Ling found this amusing and seized the opportunity to test her reaction further, gently stroking her buttocks. His hand became increasingly firm, no longer just stroking, but kneading her flesh. From her reaction, he knew she wouldn't resist, so Long Ling tentatively slid his hand down to the center of her buttocks, gently rubbing there with his fingers.

The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers immediately felt a tickle and quickly moved away shyly. She hesitated briefly, but not struggling, because that warm hand seemed to draw her in with a magnetic force, as if drawn by an electric current. "Mmm...mmm..." the beauty swallowed hard, letting out two soft hums before remaining still.

As if encouraged, Long Ling lifted her skirt and placed his hand on her pink thigh, gently stroking it. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was startled. Out of feminine modesty and shame, she had to push his hand away, saying shyly, "No...it's so embarrassing..."

Knowing this was merely a woman's subconscious reaction of shyness, Long Ling changed tactics. "Fairy of a Hundred Flowers...I like you very much...feel my heart..." he said, taking one of her hands and lifting... The clothes allowed her to directly touch his chest. The fairy tried to pull her hand away, but Long Ling gently pressed it down. When he felt she was no longer resisting his embrace and caresses, he cupped her pretty face in his hands, gazing at her with deep affection.

A fire within him unexpectedly burned even brighter. He first touched the fairy's lower lip with his lips. She nervously closed her eyes, wanting to pull away, but Long Ling had already pressed his body tightly against hers, and one of his legs was already wrapped around her from behind. He lowered his head and naturally began kissing the fairy's neck, actually licking it. Her breathing became uneven; although she was controlling her breathing, her heart was still pounding wildly.

She was... Since it was her own room, she was dressed very lightly, allowing Long Ling to completely embrace her. Her body heat seeped through their clothes, giving him a warm feeling. He could even clearly feel the edge of her panties and her slightly trembling calves. Long Ling controlled his strong impulse, restraining his hands from reaching for her lower body again. He naturally lifted the back of her shirt, slipped his hands inside, and caressed her smooth, supple waist. As his hands

gently and slowly stroked her back, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers trembled slightly. She began to struggle against the man's embrace and kisses. Long Ling withdrew his hands, firmly grasped her rounded shoulders, and looked directly into her eyes. "I don't know what you think..." "Yes, I like you. I finally have a chance to tell you today, and I'm going to hold you tight and not let you go."

He grabbed the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, then pulled her into his arms again with force. This time, her hand would just touch Long Ling's already erect and throbbing member. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was caught off guard and felt shy, not daring to move her hands.

Pretending not to notice this, Long Ling continued to please her with his body, gently nibbling at the fairy's ear with his teeth, one hand gently around her waist, the other sliding down, down... caressing her full buttocks, but through her clothes, he didn't rush to slip his hand under her skirt to touch the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' most precious and mysterious paradise.

Under Long Ling's thorough and delicate caresses, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers could no longer control her rapid breathing. Her pretty face was flushed, and she made a dry, swallowing sound from her throat, though she was trying to control it, so the sound was soft and drawn out. One

leg was inserted between the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' legs, and Long Ling forcefully pushed his thigh towards her groin. The fairy couldn't help but let out a soft "oh," and her whole body trembled violently. Long Ling didn't relax his upward thrust at all, while simultaneously wrapping one arm around her slender neck and pressing tightly against her shoulders, leaving her nowhere to escape.

His leg not only pressed forcefully but also gently swayed and massaged her genitals. Although both of them were dressed neatly, they were only... A thin set of clothing, and a damp sensation already emanating from Long Ling's thighs, indicated her arousal. A large amount of vaginal fluid was secreted, and the distinctive, slightly pungent smell of a woman's love juice was clearly noticeable.

Waves of fragrance wafted into Long Ling's nose, further exciting and stimulating his blood and nerves. His other hand wasted no time, constantly caressing her pink back and full, round buttocks, while his lips, tongue, and teeth continuously kissed, licked, and gently tapped her cheeks, ears, and neck. Her snow-white, jade-like skin, full and smooth, felt soft and slippery to the touch, her exquisite curves and alluring features causing Long Ling's blood to surge, his desire to rise, and his penis to become even harder. ( Chapter 17,
11-22 , Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (3))

The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers had never been so close to a man. Embracing Long Ling like this, the touch of their skin together sent shivers down her spine. Her eyes were closed, and she had completely given up trying to control her breathing. She tried to push away the leg that was teasing her with her hands; but Long Ling deftly met her with his penis. Unlike the first time she touched it, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers no longer flinched. She cupped it in her hands, but a few fingers wandered off.

How could a virgin resist the touch and kisses of the man she loved, especially with a hard, large penis pressing firmly against her hands? At this moment, half-drunk and half-awake, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, having released her pent-up desires through alcohol, felt as if her soul had soared to the heavens. Her body, soft and trembling, clung tightly to Long Ling's strong, powerful chest. She had no strength to struggle or resist his unruly actions; the main reason was the intense pleasure, which made her unwilling to resist, unwilling to lose that pleasure. The

Fairy of a Hundred Flowers shyly pushed away Long Ling's kisses and caresses, but her heart was extremely hungry. Gradually, she gave up resisting, allowing the man's hands to freely caress her entire body. Her lack of struggle and resistance seemed to encourage him to continue, making him even more impulsive and bolder in his unruly groping of the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers.

Unable to withstand the burning desire any longer, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers instantly abandoned her dignity, status, reputation, and gentle loveliness. Like a little lamb, she nestled against Long Ling, as considerate as a kind and understanding bird. Her head was slightly raised, her beautiful eyes half-open, her delicate face flushed red, shy like the evening glow. She trembled slightly and cried out, "My little darling... I... I can't take it anymore..." Then she offered her two bright red, fiery, and sweet lips.

Accepting his fiery passion, Long Ling kissed and nibbled her tender white face, gently kissed her cherry lips, and sucked on her sweet saliva. This made the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers feel hot all over, panting and moaning. Her slender hands kneaded the man's firm chest, and her bright red lips gently kissed the man's cheeks. Her body writhed like a snake, her eyes were half-closed, and her charming shyness made Long Ling love her even more.

The two kissed passionately, their tongues locked in a passionate embrace, rubbing and swirling, as if they wanted to become one. Long Ling found the Hundred Flower Fairy's lips indescribably soft, moist, and elastic, giving him an urge to bite them. Her hot breath carried a sweet fragrance, intoxicating him. He

gently held her lower lip, biting it lightly with his teeth, and slowly inserted his tongue into her mouth, entwining it with hers, sucking each other's saliva mouth-to-mouth. Long Ling held the Hundred Flower Fairy's smooth, soft, and tender tongue, sucking it greedily, swallowing it like sweet nectar. Then he shared his own saliva with her, mixing their saliva together, making it impossible to distinguish whose was whose.

The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' fair and delicate cheeks flushed crimson, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. Long Ling could clearly feel her firm, full breasts heaving violently, rubbing against his chest. He couldn't resist sucking her wet, soft tongue again, swallowing her saliva even more forcefully and greedily.

Reaching out to embrace the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, Long Ling thrust his chest forward, pressing it tightly against her full, elastic breasts, squeezing them forcefully. This made the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers flustered and aroused. He sucked hard, as if he wanted to swallow her soft, delicate tongue whole.

Suddenly, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers pushed Long Ling away forcefully, her jade hand clutching her chest as she coughed, probably choking on the copious amount of saliva they had produced, unable to catch her breath. After releasing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' tongue, Long Ling took a long breath, smiling as he looked at the drunken beauty.

The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' cheeks were flushed and alluring, her deep, clear eyes sparkling with a captivating light as she gazed at Long Ling. Her firm, full breasts heaved, and she coughed incessantly, her warm, fragrant breath of wine washing over Long Ling's face, bringing him immense pleasure.

In the heat of their kiss, Long Ling's hands could no longer remain still. One hand, through her clothes, slid up her thigh, across her buttocks, up her lower abdomen, and swiftly reached for the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' full breasts. The beautiful Fairy of a Hundred Flowers let out two soft "mmm" sounds, her slender waist swaying slightly—was it resistance or acceptance? Her high breasts were already in his grasp, kneading and caressing.

But Long Ling was not satisfied. Earlier, watching the fairy's silhouette in the back garden, the swaying of her slender waist and large hips, and the powerful, graceful gait of her round, white legs, had truly stirred his fantasies. His other hand, which had been around her waist, moved down to caress her ample, mysterious buttocks, which he held in his palm.

The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was already breathing heavily, her tongue aching, her face flushed, and her nostrils flaring rapidly, yet she offered no struggle or resistance. She obediently cooperated with Long Ling, letting him hold her tightly, caress her, suckle her, and chew on her, her heart screaming, "Come on... Your Highness... Everything I have is yours... Do whatever you want..."

His demonic hand left her round, alluring buttocks and reached under the hem of her dress, first caressing her soft, pink thighs. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt the man's thick, powerful hands, and her whole body trembled, showing her extreme excitement and pleasure. The beauty's lustful reaction fueled Long Ling's desire. His hand broke through the thin skirt and rushed to her crotch. The wetness of her vulva clung to his hand; the beautiful woman was already aroused.

He pulled down his trousers and pulled her small hand inside. When Long Ling grabbed her hand, Chi Xia didn't know what he wanted, but when he pulled down his trousers, she understood. She struggled slightly, trying to resist, but only briefly before giving up. The beautiful fairy trembled as she grasped her lover's erect penis.

"So thick...so long...I can't even hold it in one hand...so hot...like a red-hot iron bar..." The fairy's heart pounded. "So thick...so long...how can my little hole accommodate it? No...no..." The woman was truly conflicted, both afraid and loving, wanting and afraid to have it.

In a short while, the fairy's hands frantically pulled away from Long Ling's crotch, clinging tightly to him, burying her head in his shoulder. Escaping the relentless kisses, her whole body trembled with excitement and fear.

Long Ling slowly untied the ribbon around the back of the fairy's skirt, letting it fall to the ground. She was left only with a captivating and sexy embroidered bodice, her two full breasts almost completely covered, while her pink nipples, snow-white and soft like two fleshy balls, stood erect and exposed.

She wore a seductive, short, transparent red thong, revealing a tuft of soft pubic hair, looking incredibly alluring and adorable. Now, apart from the bodice and the small thong covering her private parts, the fairy was completely naked before Long Ling.

Looking at the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' skin, so white and slightly flushed, so smooth and tender, her beautiful figure and slender legs further accentuated her delicate body,

making her even more alluring, seductive, and sexy. Long Ling caressed her breasts, kneading and pinching the two soft, elastic mounds of flesh. At this moment, under the influence of alcohol, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' blood was boiling to its peak, and she couldn't resist Long Ling's demonic hands as they roamed her body improperly, making her feel numb and pleasurable. The comfortable pleasure made her too weak to struggle or resist. She could only close her eyes tightly in shame, letting Long Ling caress her body and enjoy the waves of pleasure from his touch.

Supporting the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers as she staggered to the hibiscus bed in her boudoir, he gently placed her delicate body on the comfortable, soft bed, turned around, and locked the door. Faced with such beauty, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, drunk and alluring, with her eyes half-open and half-closed, her captivating charm fueled Long Ling's burning desire. He went to the bedside to pick up the silk pillow embroidered with a phoenix and wanted to elevate the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' head to make her more comfortable, but suddenly discovered that there was a lifelike round dragon hidden under the pillow.

Oh! The seemingly cold and dignified Fairy of a Hundred Flowers must have fantasized about the intoxicating pleasure of sexual intercourse. Mature and alluring, she must have physical needs, but in the quiet of the night, alone in her bed, on a moonlit night, with an empty bed and cold blankets, she often imagines the joy of intimacy with her lover, the loving scenes of husband and wife, and tears well up in her eyes. The agonizing entanglement of desire and loneliness is the most painful thing for the

Fairy of a Hundred Flowers. When she tosses and turns, unable to sleep, she resorts to masturbation, using the Southern Kingdom to stimulate her vagina, satisfying the uncontrollable desires and physical needs of her mature body. Who could understand that the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, with her noble and dignified appearance, harbors such anguish and thirst? Knowing the fairy's secret, Long Ling resolved to use his skilled bed techniques tonight to let the tormented Fairy of a Hundred Flowers experience the joy of sexual intercourse.

The flames of spring passion burned intensely, boiling and churning; now, their desires were ablaze. At this moment, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers felt the greatness of love and the sweetness of passion. Her body felt weak, and her desire burned fiercely, desperately needing his touch. She saw that Long Ling had stripped naked, revealing his thick, long, and enormous penis, its veins bulging and erect, a sight to behold. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers could hardly believe that this was his penis, an incomparable behemoth. Especially the large glans, like a giant mushroom, with prominent ridges and thick, purplish-red flesh.

The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was horrified and speechless, thinking, "Such a thick, long, and hard thing! How can I bear it if it's stuffed into my narrow little hole?! Can I even stand it?! I'll be bursting... I'll definitely rupture..."

After taking off his clothes, Long Ling pounced on the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, embracing her tightly and kissing her. At this moment, both of them were touching each other's almost naked skin, experiencing an electric-like pleasure, further fueled by the alcohol burning in their blood, igniting a raging fire of desire within them.

Chapter 018 Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (4)

Their lips were pressed tightly together. This beautiful woman, experiencing the taste of kissing for the first time, felt her heart pounding like a deer, completely at a loss and letting him do as he pleased. Long Ling slowly put the tip of his tongue into the fairy's small mouth. She blushed and responded passionately to her lover, following his movements, shyly putting the tip of her tongue into his mouth, licking each other.

It was a long kiss that seemed to freeze time. Their tongues intertwined, exchanging the blazing fire of desire, rubbing against each other's teeth and the soft inside of their mouths. Their four arms were like the tentacles of an octopus, tightly embracing each other's bodies. "Mmm..." the woman moaned as if she were sobbing, suddenly relaxing her arms and softly wrapping them around Long Ling's waist.

Long Ling and the woman kissed passionately. When their lips finally parted, the woman's eyes were hazy, and her cheeks... Her blush was delicate and alluring. Long Ling stretched his tongue as far as he could, licking the woman's exquisitely smooth cheeks, as fine as the finest porcelain. Slowly, one lick at a time, starting from the tip of her chin and moving down to her temples, like the intimate gesture one would make when seeing something beloved. Then, his head slowly moved down the woman's beautiful curves, from her slender neck to her slightly sunken collarbone, and then suddenly up her beautiful curves.

His hands excitedly roamed over the fairy's body, trying to untie the ties of her bodice on her pink back and jade neck. The fairy blushed deeply with shame, murmuring demurely, "Oh...no...Prince...you...can't...do this...um..." Although the woman said no, she struggled slightly, raising her delicate body, which made it easier for Long Ling to untie her bodice. The knot in

the rope on her bodice fell off, revealing two snow-white breasts like pears. Two red buds sprouted from these breasts, each bearing a nipple like a red bean. Her breasts were not only full and firm, but also round and shapely—truly adorable and beautiful.

Her breasts were completely naked before Long Ling's eyes. He had never seen her precious breasts so closely before. Now, fully exposed for him to admire, she blushed deeply and closed her eyes tightly. The

shy Fire Saintess initially tried to push Long Ling away, but he instead pressed his head against her breasts, grasping her right breast with one hand and kissing and sucking on the tender flesh. He licked the erect nipple with his tongue, taking the bright red nipple into his mouth, licking it with his tongue and gently biting it with his teeth.

The pleasure of licking and kissing her breasts and nipples overwhelmed her... A tingling sensation spread through her body, causing her to tremble. This feeling was sweet and comforting, making her feel light and airy, as if she had no soul. She couldn't bear to push Long Ling away, hoping he would continue kissing her and give her even greater pleasure. However, she was also afraid that Long Ling would do something inappropriate. She was caught in a dilemma, torn between fear and love.

He pressed his head against her fragrant breasts, sucking and licking her tender, bamboo shoot-like nipples, teasing them with his tongue. He licked and bit her nipples from left to right. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers couldn't resist the tingling sensation in her breasts. Her jade hands gripped Long Ling's head tightly, her cherry lips slightly parted, her pearly teeth glistening with saliva. She moaned softly, her eyes filled with spring, seemingly drunk yet awake.

He kissed her from her pink breasts, then slowly moved upwards, kissing the saintess's cherry lips, and then slowly downwards, his tongue carefully licking every inch of skin it touched, before finally touching her full breasts. The tip of his tongue stopped. Gently, he sucked on the two swollen nipples. Sometimes, Long Ling would deliberately bite the base of the nipple with his teeth, then slowly rub the ripe cherry in his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

The woman frowned, enduring, yet involuntarily panting, "Mmm... mmm..." It was so tempting; those moans, as if enduring some pain, greatly encouraged Long Ling's already vigorous fighting spirit. His tongue, reluctantly leaving the nipple, continued its downward slide, finally reaching the woman's mysterious garden.

While his mouth kissed, his right hand also restlessly slipped into the beauty's crotch, touching the soft, sparse pubic hair. Long Ling's fingers probed, parting the thicket of hair, and found the mysterious, moist opening at the slightly protruding vulva, already somewhat wet. The woman... Her legs reflexively tightened, clamping her hips to prevent him from taking any further action.

With Long Ling's hand trapped between her legs, he had no choice but to stop. Never before had Long Ling's hands touched her sacred vulva; her heart was filled with both joy and fear. The Fire Saintess tried to pull away from Long Ling's fingers, but the masculine heat emanating from his palm pressing against her private parts made her whole body numb and powerless to resist, causing her to slightly relax her legs.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Long Ling forcefully spread her thighs, inserting his fingers into her vagina and gently probing. When the Hundred Flower Fairy realized her tender orifice was being penetrated, she tried to stop him, but it seemed too late. Once her jade orifice was being probing and played with by Long Ling, she instantly lost all strength, lying paralyzed on the bed, her cherry lips half-open, moaning and panting, allowing Long Ling to lavishly caress her hidden depths, her pink face flushed with a rosy blush.

Long Ling... His knee pressed between her legs to prevent her from squeezing them together again, occasionally gently kneading her clitoris. "Ah...no...don't touch that...oh...good brother...please...I can't take it anymore..." This was understandable; the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers had touched her own clitoris while bathing, and she knew from experience that the touch of a finger would send shivers of pleasure through her body. Tonight, being kneaded by a man's fingers had intensified the tingling, itching, and aching sensation, each sensation unique.

She tried to struggle free, but she was too weak. She was almost paralyzed by the caresses, moaning softly, her legs bending and straightening. She felt she couldn't control herself tonight; even her brain seemed to have lost its function. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes were languid, and her whole body trembled. One hand, which had been reaching to pull away Long Ling's hand, instead rested on his.

But... His fingers showed no sign of stopping, continuing to gently knead and probe the warm, slippery, and wet Peach Blossom Spring Cave, inserting and withdrawing. This aroused the Hundred Flower Fairy, causing her jade body to writhe uncontrollably, her small mouth emitting soft moans and gasps, her juices flowing like a tide, soaking her panties and dripping onto the grass.

His palm rubbed between her legs, his fingers rubbing her clitoris. The Hundred Flower Fairy's private parts were being wantonly caressed by Long Ling; her face flushed red, she shyly closed her eyes tightly, letting Long Ling relentlessly caress and kiss her entire body. At this moment, the beauty was aroused to the point of trembling and writhing, her face flushed, her eyes filled with desire, her heart pounding with lust, a burning desire raging within her, her small mouth unable to suppress soft moans.

The identity of the Holy Maiden allowed the Hundred Flower Fairy to retain a sliver of reason. Tears streamed down her phoenix eyes, and her delicate body twisted and struggled uneasily. "Oh...no...I'm a Holy Maiden...I have to remain a virgin...um...no...you can't do this...Your Highness...ah...don't do this...

please...don't do this...I'm so scared...um..."

"My beloved Holy Maiden...you are so beautiful...so beautiful that Jun'er has fallen in love with you...don't be afraid...no one will know...I will cherish you...I want to enjoy your beautiful body...I will make you feel good...you don't need to use a fake penis anymore...I want you to enjoy the pleasure of making love..." Long Ling whispered lewd and provocative words in the Hundred Flower Fairy's ear while touching the fairy's fragrant vulva with his hand.

"Ugh... How embarrassing..." The secret of the fake penis had been discovered by him, and the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers immediately blushed with shame. In Long Ling's eyes, this only made her more alluring and captivating, further fueling his ambition to possess the saintess's body. Hearing her seductive moans only intensified Long Ling's desire to remove the woman's modesty.

"Oh... Your Highness... You... you lecher... you little devil... how could you... take off my pants... ugh...

no... please... please... don't do this, okay?" The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was probably unbearably itchy from the teasing, and the alcohol was taking effect. Although she said she couldn't do this, she struggled and raised her buttocks, allowing Long Ling to easily remove her panties. He saw the pinkish-red downy hair clinging wetly to her vulva, his fingers inserted between her plump little mounds, enveloped by the tight, swirling flesh of her labia.

After stripping away the cloth covering the Fire Saintess's lower body, Long Ling still held her soft, snow-white body tightly, his right hand constantly rubbing her clitoris, his mouth continuously sucking on her nipples. Only now did the Hundred Flower Fairy truly experience the pleasure of naked skin-to-skin contact between two sexes, and the unique, tingling sensation of being forcefully played with by a man, making her body feel intensely itchy and uncomfortable. Her vagina was constantly flowing with lustful fluids, and she couldn't help but moan, "Oh...good brother...no...don't play anymore...humph...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

The woman's plump legs were pressed together, but this not-so-thick defense was utterly unable to resist the enemy's attack...or perhaps it would be more accurate to say it was an attack from the depths of her own desire. Long Ling grasped the woman's slender legs and gently parted them, immediately revealing the entire panorama of her secret garden to his greedy eyes. "Ah..." the Hundred Flower Fairy couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

On the high, plump mons pubis, hidden among the lush, fragrant grass, a wanton and alluring flower had bloomed. Perhaps due to full maturity, its deep red petals were fuller and softer than those of an ordinary woman, the moist petals trembling slightly, beckoning visitors to explore further.

Chapter 019 Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (5)

"How embarrassing..." came a woman's shy voice from above, her originally fair skin now flushed a rosy hue. However, "Open it up and let me see!" Long Ling made this request to the mature and noble Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, "Please open it up yourself and let me see... Fairy Sister..."

It was truly an excessive request. "Ugh... No... You want me to do that... You're so naughty..." Fairy of a Hundred Flowers blushed deeply, even her ears were bright red. "Open it up and let me see... Mother..." The woman, already extremely shy, couldn't help but let out a long breath after hearing Long Ling repeatedly call her "Mother" in a coquettish tone; her fortress of shame crumbled.

His hands circled up from under her rounded buttocks, his long, slender fingers pinching the ends of her labia and pulling them apart. The most beautiful and hidden center of her mysterious garden was revealed. The stamens, slightly lighter in color than the petals, and therefore more vibrant... Bathed in candlelight, it shone brilliantly, as radiant as the rising sun. Stunned by the beauty, Long Ling held her breath, her eyes fixed on the scene before her.

Due to the pulling of her fingers, the flower's stamen split open, forming a winding, secluded cavern. Around the cavern walls, the bright red vaginal flesh contracted with excitement.

As if she could feel the burning gaze, more transparent liquid gushed from the center of the petals. Sticky and shimmering with a crystalline light, it emitted a strange fragrance, filling Long Ling's senses. At the tip of the nose.

And at the upper part of the flower's center, where the two petals had met, the small nut, about the size of a peanut, had fully swelled, covered in lustful fluid. The smooth, delicate fruit lasciviously tempted Long Ling's lips. With a "slurp," Long Ling sucked on the red fruit, savoring its lewd taste.

Long Ling licked the labia majora and minora and the clitoris with his tongue, while reaching out to touch, knead, and pinch the Hundred Flower Fairy's breasts and nipples, occasionally sucking on the labia majora and minora with his lips, and then biting them with his teeth. Sucking and licking her clitoris, teasing her, a strange pleasure spread throughout her body, giving the Fire Flower Fairy a unique and wonderful sensation she had never experienced before.

Burying his head between her legs, he used his tongue to lick the sensitive tip. Dragon Feather's masterful oral sex skills excited the Fire Flower Fairy to the point that tears almost streamed down her face. She felt his warm breath and a tingling, itchy sensation spreading throughout her body—it felt both incredibly uncomfortable and incredibly pleasurable.

He was licking her labia majora and minora ... At first, it was a tingling, itchy sensation; when he gently bit that clitoris, there was a slight pain; when he sucked and licked the clitoris again, the slight pain disappeared, followed by a piercing, itchy sensation. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers involuntarily thrust her enormous buttocks upwards, "Oh...no...don't do this...I can't take it..." Her voice trembled strangely, full of sensuality and wantonness, like a heart-stopping scream.

Dragon Feather's tongue knew how to move, knew how to use techniques to... This intensified the Flower Fairy's lust, while his hands kneaded her large breasts and nipples, launching a pincer attack on two of her most sensitive erogenous zones.

The woman involuntarily swayed her body, occasionally thrusting her plump buttocks upwards, allowing Long Ling's tongue to lick deeper and suck harder, making her feel even more comfortable and pleasurable. She cried out, "Little devil...stop licking...ouch...bite lighter...you little devil...you want to hurt me to death..."

Licking, grinding, sucking, biting… On the petals, stamens, and heart of the fully blooming, lustful flower… everywhere visible to the naked eye was covered with tiny droplets of nectar, while even more abundant nectar gushed forth from the depths of her body like a tidal wave.

The Flower Fairy's thighs coiled around Dragon Feather's head like snakes, the tightness almost suffocating. However, Dragon Feather's lips parted from the flower's lips; he smiled, dipped his finger in the sticky nectar, and held it up to the woman's eyes, “Look, Mother Flower Fairy…”

"Am I really... such a wanton woman?" the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers cried out in her heart. As if performing some kind of ritual, Long Ling resolutely placed his fingertips, entwined with fine, shimmering threads, into his mouth, sucking the nectar clean. Then he stood up, admiring the fairy-like, beautiful body once more.

All her clothes were removed, and the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was now stripped naked, lying sprawled on the bed. Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed with spring, white with a rosy glow; her arched eyebrows resembled the bright moon; her large, watery eyes shone like stars; her small... Her lips were slightly upturned, like cherries, and her breath was as fragrant as orchids; her high, straight, pink nose resembled a hanging gall bladder; her pear-shaped, pointed, and full breasts had pink nipples the size of lotus seeds, standing upright on a circle of bright red areolas; her voluptuous, mature, curvaceous, and beautiful body was as exquisite and translucent as crystal, exuding a faint fragrance, which, combined with her slender and tall figure, her fair and delicate skin like frost and snow, her round and perky buttocks, her beautiful legs that were smooth and shapely, and her protruding mons pubis and thick pubic hair were incredibly alluring.

Her flawless, jade-like skin drove Long Ling wild with desire, making him unable to resist any longer. He gently caressed the Hundred Flower Fairy's naked body, which exuded a sweet, fleshy scent mixed with a faint aroma of wine. He stroked her hair, her soft, tender ears, and her rosy forehead, his hands boldly teasing her, roaming over her firm, full, and soft breasts, kneading her small, adorable nipples, which swelled and became erect.

He spread her snow-white, rounded legs apart, revealing a fleshy slit in the center of her thick, lush pubic hair, the entrance slightly parted, her labia red and tender. Long Ling knelt on the woman's full, delicate body, the tip of his purple jade flute teasing her clitoris, which resembled a peanut, and occasionally rubbing her blooming petals. "Mmm... hum..." The natural physiological reaction caused the Hundred Flower Fairy to involuntarily let out moans, her vulva secreting moist, lustful fluids.

This was the first time the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers had ever been naked and embracing Long Ling, lying face to face on the bed, flirting with each other. The thought of soon engaging in the most intimate acts of lovemaking with Long Ling, the ultimate pleasures of the world, satisfying her desires and filling her emptiness and loneliness, filled her with a surge of shyness.

However, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was already at the peak of arousal, her entire body felt as if it were engulfed in a raging fire, burning hot, her mouth dry, her breath ragged, and her heart pounding. She desperately needed a source of hydration to extinguish this raging fire of passion.

With Long Ling pressing down on her face, his hard, large penis against her clitoris, it was like a flood bursting its banks, causing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers to collapse completely; her last line of defense had crumbled. She couldn't help but hug Long Ling tightly and kiss him passionately. Her buttocks lifted up and twisted, letting Long Ling's large glans touch and rub against her clitoris, making her feel a tingling and pleasurable sensation throughout her body.

Chapter 20 Pushing Down the Fairy

of a Hundred Flowers (6) Facing the passionate and seductive fairy beneath him, Long Ling used his thick, long penis to press against her plump, hairy vulva, rubbing the glans against her tight, tender opening, gently teasing her with light thrusts. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' panting became even more rapid, her pink and white buttocks twisting incessantly, her vulva numb and itchy, clear lustful fluid overflowing, moistening her labia and making her rosy vulva look extremely beautiful.

One hand teased the entrance to her secret passage, causing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers to involuntarily twist her body. Long Ling's movements were not hasty; he was enjoying the pleasure of foreplay, while the beauty was suffering. Long Ling's body and hands roamed all over her body, not even touching an inch of her vulva. He didn't want to let go of her skin, his tongue occupying her highly sensitive nipples, sucking until they hardened and her areolas swelled. Her lower body was dripping with lustful fluid, the warm opening of her lower body even more wet and sticky. The thick fluid clung to Long Ling's fiery hot penis, making it grow even larger and hotter as it lightly touched her delicate thighs.

She could feel that Long Ling's actions alone were enough to make her lose control. Even if there wasn't such a big difference in martial arts, just letting him touch her would make her involuntarily offer herself to him. Abandoning the dignity and figure of a saintess, the Hundred Flower Fairy laboriously raised her upper body, which had become languid and weak from Long Ling's teasing, and whispered in Long Ling's ear, "I...I can't take it anymore..."

"How about it? I don't want to be accused of raping a saintess!" "You're so bad..." Fairy Baihua blushed, confident in her intelligence, she knew that Long Ling was waiting for her surrender, waiting for her to offer herself up for him to enjoy. "I...I surrender...I...my good husband...come on..."

"You have to say it first..." "Say what?" "Say 'Please, brother, let me fuck your little cunt.'" Long Ling gently nudged her with his finger, causing the Hundred Flower Fairy to let out a soft moan that sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain. Of course, she was unwilling to surrender so easily; otherwise, she would be completely under Long Ling's control, with no way to escape.

But Long Ling's flirting skills were undeniable. The Hundred Flower Fairy felt her body burning hot, her heart in turmoil, and she involuntarily twisted her slender waist, letting the itchy, tender walls of her secret passage meet Long Ling's touch. The more he touched that spot, the more itchy and numb it became, but the constantly surging soreness made her unable to resist indulging in his unrestrained hands.

Under the impact of the powerful flames of lust, even a beauty as cold and aloof as the Hundred Flower Fairy finally broke down, responding to Long Ling's actions with a mixture of resistance and acceptance. Her slender hand even gently caressed the incredibly hot penis, clearly indicating that Long Ling on top of her had also been holding back for a long time.

"Brother... take me..." she gasped, completely surrendering and offering her body. The shame made her whole body burn, and the dragon feathers pressed against her body felt a sense of comfort. "Have you finally asked me to take you?" he said with a hint of triumph. "Louder..." "Good brother... fuck me..." Under the torment of lust, the Hundred Flower Fairy felt tears slide down her burning cheeks and turn into vapor, having no effect on cooling her burning desire.

"Louder... I like to hear... hear you unable to take it..." "Brother... come and fuck my little cunt..." Fairy Baihua cried out even louder. Long Ling then pried open her legs, which were tightly clamping his fingers. His fingers, which were trapped in her secret passage, were already covered in sticky liquid. Her pink, tender, smooth, and adorable labia were open, their beautiful state, covered in juice, awaiting Long Ling's powerful favor.

Shifting his lower body, Long Ling grasped his erect and thirsty penis and touched the entrance. He gently slid the glans across her vulva, slowly rubbing it to coat it with her juices for better lubrication. Then, he slowly inserted his hard, large penis along the wet opening of her cunt. The woman was now burning with desire, and her peach blossom cave was already wide open. The small opening, the red labia minora and tender flesh of the vulva, so beautiful, so alluring; and the vaginal fluid flowing freely made the entire vagina wet, so that the huge glans could slowly squeeze into the peach blossom cave.

The Hundred Flower Fairy, who was moaning with her eyes closed, felt the scraping force of that thing getting heavier and heavier, scraping her vulva until it flowed freely. That thing slowly pushed in, and she felt a huge thing pushing into her little hole, the flower cave being forcibly forced open, and a pain rose up.

The Hundred Flower Fairy was terrified, "Oh...no...it hurts...it really hurts...please spare me...the Hundred Flower Fairy cannot be defiled...please...", and hurriedly used her hands to block her vulva, not letting that big meat stick go any further. By sheer coincidence, her hand touched the big penis, and she quickly withdrew her hand. She was both ashamed and scared, not knowing what to do.

"Don't be afraid... my dear sister... come... touch it..." Long Ling held her delicate hand and stroked his large penis. At first, the Hundred Flower Fairy was a little shy and struggled, but then she tried to touch it with her fingers, and finally she even grasped it with her hand. "Ah... it's so hot... so thick... and so long... it's terrifying... if it goes in any deeper, it will hurt like hell..."

She felt Long Ling's huge member slowly spreading open her virgin passage, stretching it wider and wider, her lower body burning with pain from the enormous thing. But she couldn't cry out; Long Ling had already silenced her with a kiss, his tongue sweeping over her clenched teeth, even enticing her delicate tongue.

At that moment, his large glans was tightly gripped by the saintess's vagina, feeling warm and tingling. He couldn't hear the woman's pleas; the exhilarating pleasure made Long Ling impulsively thrust his hard penis inside, forcefully opening the fairy's beautiful vagina. Long Ling's penis had already touched the proof of her virginity.

"Ah..." Fairy Baihua screamed in agony as her jade orifice was forcefully forced open by the enormous rod. The massive glans was shoved inside, causing her to grit her teeth in pain, her face turning pale. The tearing pain drove her to push against Long Ling's lower abdomen with both hands, trying to stop him from thrusting any further. She cried out in agony, "Don't move anymore... it hurts so much..." Her face turned from red to ashen, cold sweat beaded on her forehead, her alluring eyes rolled back, and her teeth were clenched tightly, as if she were in immense agony.

Blinded by lust, Long Ling thrust in forcefully. Only when he heard the woman's cries of agony did he realize she was still a virgin. How could she withstand such a frenzied deflowering? Seeing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' face pale with pain, her whole body trembling, looking so delicate and fragile, he felt truly sorry for her. So he stopped his assault and tenderly embraced her, saying, "My dear sister... bear with it... later you will be over... endless pleasure..." He stroked her breasts, kneaded her nipples, and gently kissed her face to arouse her.

"Brother... this is my first time... yours is so big... now it's so full and painful... it's so uncomfortable... please stop... who knew it would be this painful..." The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers frowned, enduring the pain in her lower body.

“Silly sister…don’t be afraid…it’s bound to hurt when a virgin is deflowered…if you don’t go all the way the first time…it will still hurt the next time…just bear with it a little longer…” Long Ling gently brushed aside the messy hair on Baihua Fairy’s head, lowered his head to kiss her earlobe, and with his other hand, he played with the bud on the peak of the saint’s breasts.

“Then…brother…you have to be gentle…don’t be too rough…you have to be gentle with your sister…”, the pain had slowly subsided. Long Ling pulled out the purple jade flute, deliberately placing the glans on the jade gate a few times, and the woman began to make beautiful moaning sounds, her body began to twist.

Long Ling’s body pressed against the soft breasts, the woman’s sweet lips were being sucked, and Baihua Fairy began to show a happy expression, her eyes shining like the spring glow. Long Ling’s manhood lingered in the thick pubic hair, the rosy flesh of the vagina nurturing a soul-stirring crack, as if welcoming someone to open the door.

Chapter 21 Pushing Down the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers (7)

At this moment, the crevice was already revealing lustful fluid, the love juice flowing out after the caresses. The saintess revealed a lustful expression, and her previously pink labia minora were now exposed outside her jade gate. Long Ling was so excited that he almost shed tears. In fact, just thinking about the title of Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, her high status and position, could excite him for half a day. Moreover, Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was a beautiful woman with a thousand charms, which further aroused the forbidden desires hidden in his heart.

At this moment, Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was lying naked in front of him, letting him do whatever he wanted. This sense of dominance from above, combined with the long-awaited torture and rape that was about to come, how could he not make his penis hard and his lust boiling? Long Ling could not suppress the itching in his heart. He grasped the huge penis and focused on the entrance of the flesh. He hugged Fairy of a Hundred Flowers’ elastic and full buttocks tightly, and then pressed down hard, overlapping the woman’s body tightly.

"Don't worry... good sister... a short pain is better than a long one... just bear with it a little longer..." Long Ling felt his glans pressing against something, the power of his jade stem ravaging her soft hymen, and the saintess let out a pitiful wail.

No longer caring whether the Hundred Flower Fairy could bear it or not, Long Ling pulled her hands apart and thrust his hips forward. With a scream of "Ouch...", his thick, long, and enormous purple jade flute, with a "whoosh," plunged all the way into the Hundred Flower Fairy's tight, small peach blossom cave, sharply tearing open her elastic hymen.

She had thought her lover would be gentle, but instead, he thrust forcefully, inserting his entire large penis all the way in. Her opening was quite small, and his... The thing was so big, and its insertion was incredibly painful. Her whole body trembled, sweat beaded on her forehead, and her eyes rolled back. The Hundred Flower Fairy felt the pain of her flower cave being blocked, as if a sharp blade was piercing her. She instinctively tried to use her hand to resist, but her jade hand was grasped by the dragon feather, rendering her immobile.

Her pure body writhed, and the Hundred Flower Fairy's sacred hymen instantly tore open like ripping cloth, opening a path for the penis to penetrate.

Bright red rose petals spilled, the blood of her virginity breaking, wetting the white sheets with a few drops of crimson blood.

The saint's vagina was so tight, enveloping her so completely, especially the entrance tightly gripping the large glans. He continued to suck and lick, causing an intense, tingling sensation that made Long Ling feel indescribably comfortable throughout his body. Long Ling began to gently thrust in and out, but the woman beneath him was still in excruciating pain, panting heavily and sweating profusely as she cried out, "Ouch...no...your is so big...ah...gently...please be gentle...it hurts so much...I can't take it anymore..."

He was intoxicated by the pleasure of deflowering a virgin, especially the tight little hole that gripped his large penis so tightly, it felt so good, so satisfying. The sight of the Hundred Flower Fairy's pained expression was particularly pleasurable to Long Ling. "Baby...just bear with it a little longer...it'll be over soon..." His

hot penis seared the tight walls of her vagina. A tingling sensation ran through her, and although the wetness made the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers blush, Long Ling knew that if he were to penetrate her fully now, the beauty beneath him would absolutely not be able to bear it. He could only slowly grind

against her, enjoying the wonderful sensation of caressing her smooth, jade-like skin. Riding on her snow-white, tender body, Long Ling slowly thrust his lower body, pumping in and out of her tight passage, while leisurely enjoying the beautiful expression of pain and pleasure on the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' pretty face, his hands restlessly playing with her two plump, perky breasts and two hard, cherry-red nipples.

He felt a piercing pain in her tight, narrow passage—a most... The excruciating pain was unbearable for the Hundred Flower Fairy, who trembled as she endured it, her limbs tightly gripping the dragon's feather, desperately trying to open her vagina and suppress the unbearable agony. Finally, the penis plunged deep inside, reaching the very core of her being. Their arduous cooperation, their heavy breathing, their gentle thrusts, gradually allowed the penis to move freely within the narrow passage, lessening the pain and increasing the pleasure. After

a long while, the Hundred Flower Fairy felt as if a large, hot penis was inside her. Although there was still a slight tearing pain, it was gradually fading. The pervasive waves of tingling and itching from the ubiquitous sexual techniques caused her to arch her back, tightly enveloping the dragon's feathered penis, enjoying the soul-stirring heat.

And the rising tide... A wave of tingling, pleasurable sensation washed over her, causing her to close her eyes in shame and struggle slightly, gently wiggling her hips. Feeling the beauty beneath him struggling and writhing, Long Ling knew she had recovered from the pain. He slowly thrust his thick, purple jade flute in and out of her flower cave, simultaneously bending down to suckle her swollen, firm breasts.

Gradually, the Flower Fairy felt the sharp pain disappear, replaced by a tingling, itchy sensation. Her high, firm breasts felt a tingling, itchy feeling in her heart from the kisses. The pain on her face transformed into pleasure, comfort, and bliss. Her desire began to turn into wanton lust, and a slow flow of lustful fluid slowly seeped from her honeyed cave, making it easier for Long Ling to penetrate her.

The Purple Jade Flute slowly withdrew and then gently inserted again, gradually bringing the Hundred Flower Fairy to the surface. Deep within her vagina, in her honeyed pot, each touch of the large glans sent a spasmodic pleasure through her, sending tremors through her limbs. A surge of lustful fluid welled up within her, making her vaginal opening wet and slippery, making Long Ling's entry and exit easy. However, he still dared not thrust too forcefully, fearing he might hurt this beautiful woman again.

At this moment, the Hundred Flower Fairy had already tasted the pleasurable sensation of penetration, and Long Ling's slow withdrawal... The thrusting not only failed to quell her itching but also caused her some discomfort.

She desperately needed Long Ling's powerful thrusting into her vagina to feel pleasure, but she was too embarrassed to say it aloud. She could only arch her hips and twist them, allowing the large glans to pound against her vaginal opening quickly and forcefully.

Long Ling gradually increased the force, thrusting his penis in and out of her tight vagina with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, sending waves of pleasure through the parched Hundred Flower Fairy's body, an indescribable bliss. The frenzied thrusting ignited the hidden desires within her previously untouched vagina. She completely broke down; her lustful desires quickly overwhelmed her. How could her long-dormant vagina withstand the wild thrusting of that real, enormous penis?

Although she had been violated and possessed by Long Ling, the saintess's physiological functions were stirred, and her reason gradually succumbed and was buried. It could not resist the burning of the fervent desire within her. The lustful pleasure rose slowly, and stimulation and tension impacted every cell in her body. The Hundred Flower Fairy felt the fullness inside her vagina, and the frequent touches on her sensitive clitoris made her pleasure climb to its peak. "Ah...oh..." she moaned, her delicate body trembling. She could no longer resist.

The Hundred Flower Fairy had been the Hundred Flower Fairy for many years and had never had an intimate relationship with Long Ling. Unexpectedly, after years of guarding her chastity, she was violated in her own empty boudoir. Long Ling's penis thrust in and out of her vagina. The swelling, hot, full, and warm feeling made her involuntarily excited and burning with lust. It was the first time in her life that she had been played with by Long Ling. This sensual stimulation, different from what she had obtained by using her hands, made her feel excited but also ashamed.

The ignited desire caused her body to spasm, her flesh tightly sucking on the penis inside. Her virgin vagina, never before penetrated, was surprisingly tight and narrow, making Long Ling cry out in pleasure, "Oh... beautiful saintess... your vagina is so tight... it feels so good..."

The incredibly sharp attack made the Hundred Flower Fairy breathe heavily with pleasure. She wrapped her arms around Long Ling, her plump buttocks began to twist and thrust up and down, her pink face flushed and she sighed shyly, "Alas... you little devil... you have such audacity... you dared to defile the Hundred Flower Fairy... you have completely ruined my chastity and reputation..."

"Good sister... you and I are already one... don't sigh... I will love you forever..." Long Ling comforted her gently, kissing the saintess's pink face and fragrant neck with his burning lips, making her feel waves of tingling. He pressed his advantage, leaning in to kiss the Hundred Flower Fairy's small, fragrant mouth. He passionately sucked on the fairy's fragrant tongue, his large penis still occasionally exploring her vagina, causing her delicate body to tremble and feel like she was dying of pleasure.

Primal lust overcame reason and ethics, and she, who had long been alone in her empty chamber, was immersed in Long Ling's vigorous assault. After a while, the Hundred Flower Fairy broke free from his passionate kiss, her face flushed with shyness, her eyes slightly closed, and she softly cried out, "Ah... my chaste body has been violated by you... the Hundred Flower Fairy who has lost her virginity... do as you please..."

Upon hearing this, Long Ling knew that the fairy's heart had been stirred, and he was happy to thrust more vigorously. The Hundred Flower Fairy, having abandoned her sense of shame, felt as if insects were crawling and biting deep inside her vagina, both uncomfortable and pleasurable, an indescribable pleasure rippling through her body, and her plump buttocks kept thrusting and welcoming him with each thrust.

The ignited passion compelled the Flower Fairy to reveal her wanton and lewd instincts. She moaned and groaned, her lips slightly parted, uttering repeated, soul-stirring cries of pleasure, "Oh...you little rascal...ah...so good...good...my little hole can't take it anymore...you're so amazing..." Her suppressed pleasure finally transformed into wanton cries of joy. Her heart, burning with desire and confused, could no longer restrain herself. Her voice trembled as she moaned, "Hmm...harder...harder...oh..."

The Flower Fairy writhed, constantly raising her buttocks, only to find herself itchy and uncomfortable. Her little mouth couldn't help but utter lewd cries again, "Oh...

brother...it doesn't hurt so much anymore...hmm...I want to make you happy...I want you to have a good time...oh okay...

my lord...thrust hard...fuck me..."

"How about it... Holy Maiden... Brother didn't lie to you, did he..." Long Ling was overjoyed that the Holy Maiden would be so enthusiastic. "Let me soothe your loneliness and thirst..." The huge red mushroom head trembled and suddenly pierced into the already fully lubricated vagina, thrusting vigorously into the little hole, making the Hundred Flower Fairy, who was experiencing the first time, moan and groan. "Ouch... thrust as hard as you can... fuck me to death... ah... so beautiful... oh..." she responded to Long Ling with moans, her plump white buttocks swaying involuntarily.

Seeing the fairy's seductive and wanton expression, knowing she had begun to taste the pleasure and sweetness of male-female sex, Long Ling attacked even more forcefully and rapidly. His large glans pounded into her clitoris, driving Chi Xia to the brink of ecstasy. She twisted her plump buttocks to meet his thrusts, her eyes blazing with lust, moaning, "Oh...you're killing me...it's so beautiful..."

The room was filled with sounds of passion. The hibiscus bed creaked under the weight of his penis, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, the wet, slurping sounds of her juices, her moans and gasps, all intertwined to create a sensual and alluring symphony of love.

Letting this once icy saintly woman embrace him, Long Ling began to thrust his lower body. The amplitude of his thrusts increased. The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers couldn't help but moan softly, twisting her hips to let her secret passage be completely scalded by the fire. "Ah...faster...I'm going to heaven...I can't take it anymore...oh..." The

hard penis felt an indescribable pleasure from the hot fluid inside the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers. Looking at the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers' seductive expression and her silky, alluring eyes, Long Ling no longer showed any mercy. He thrust his hips up and down, pumping and pounding hard, his large penis relentlessly pounding her flower core.

This drove the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers to the brink of ecstasy, shaking her head and swaying her body, her eyes gleaming with desire, her body twisting wildly as she moaned and cried out, "Oh...so comfortable...so pleasurable...ouch...harder...oh..." Long Ling's blood surged, his desire burning even more intensely. He quickly lifted her legs with both hands, pressing them down against her chest, making her entire flower cave even more prominent and hard, thrusting and pounding, each time reaching the very bottom, each time hitting her flesh.

A wave of tingling, itchy, and numb sensations washed over her nerves, causing the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers to shed her snow-white, icy exterior and wholeheartedly rendezvous with Long Ling's penis. She cried out in wanton pleasure, the exquisite sensations carrying her to the heavens. Suckling desperately for air, she gasped for breath, letting her vaginal fluids gush forth, reaching a blissful state.

"Oh...I'm going to die...I'm going to be fucked to death...I can't take it anymore...I'm coming..." The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was completely overwhelmed by Long Ling's ministrations, experiencing a state of ecstasy and near death, unable to speak coherently. A powerful stream of vaginal fluid shot forcefully from her flower-like opening, filling her entire vagina and flowing down the shaft, dripping onto the bedsheets with a mixture of virgin blood and vaginal fluid, leaving a large, wet patch. The woman lay paralyzed on the bed, exhausted from the pleasure.

Long Ling, who was thrusting vigorously, saw the Holy Maiden lying weakly on the bed after releasing her vaginal fluids, and immediately felt a loss of energy and boredom.

So he changed to a more leisurely approach, slowly grinding his hands against her secret place, kneading her pink breasts, hoping to reignite the fairy's desire.

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