Wu Song

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Wu Song
Author: Unknown
It is said that Wu Song, knowing that Ximen Qing was responsible for Wu Dalang's death, went to seek revenge. However, upon entering
Ximen Qing's mansion, he was drugged with a fragrant, sedative, and rendered powerless.
Ximen Qing ordered his servants to carry Wu Song to his room, instructing them to give him a bath before bringing him inside.
Inside Ximen Qing's room, the lights were bright. Ximen Qing was drinking wine, his upper body bare, revealing his tall, muscular physique
; his firm chest muscles and chest hair were clearly visible. He wore only tight underwear, and his penis was prominently erect
. Following the crease of his underwear, one could see that his large penis, like a thick rod
, bulged slightly along his right leg. This was only at a semi-erect state; one could imagine how much more astonishing it would be when erect.
A noticeable wet patch was visible on his genitals, showing that he was even more dangerous when drunk.
So that his gaze could be fixed on Wu Song's naked body, his large, thick penis was truly magnificent
, full and incredibly elastic. The towering penis, after the previous rubbing, appeared even more erect and elastic
. The tender, red flesh extended upwards to the firm abdomen, with the round navel protruding outwards like a playful
snail lying quietly on its navel. Ximen Qing held a wine cup in his left hand, while his right hand began to move down from Wu Song's strong pectoral muscles
to the lean abdomen, below which were clumps of dark, shiny, curly pubic hair.
His large, erect penis jutted out like a small mountain, and between his strong legs grew patches of lush pubic hair.
Ximen Qing saw Wu Song's beautifully shaped penis; the round, rosy, and glossy vulva was still glistening with love fluid.
His large penis, resembling a small mountain, was infinitely swollen and full, fully exposed among the pubic hair
. At the base of the penis, a patch of soft pubic hair also grew.
These mysterious areas that stirred the blood were completely open to Ximen Qing… Ximen Qing knew that the penis was
a man's most sensitive part; to completely conquer Wu Song, he had to start with Wu Song's penis.
Wu Song's penis was infinitely erect, tall, elastic, smooth, and incredibly sensual, looking like a blooming
jade lotus, swaying gently with his slightly panting breasts. His infinitely pink penis was like
a red agate inlaid on a steamed bun, making it endlessly captivating.
After finishing his wine, Ximen Qing threw the cup on the ground and climbed back onto the bed, straddling Wu Song. His trembling hands
, without his consent, pressed against Wu Song's large, erect penis
, involuntarily grasping its firm yet incredibly elastic nature, and began to play with it wantonly.
He felt its smooth, slippery texture and thought to himself that it was truly a rare beauty. Wu Song's soft,
supple penis was so slippery that it almost escaped Ximen Qing's grasp.
Ximen Qing quickly increased the pressure of his fingers, gripping the base of the penis tightly,
pushing it from the sides towards the center, deforming it into a noodle-like shape.
"No…" Wu Song cried out in shame, his previously forced composure completely gone.
He struggled desperately, but this futile resistance was futile. With a roar, he forcefully squeezed his large penis
into an oval shape, his ten fingers digging deep into the base of the shaft. The tender, erect penis immediately
emerged from between his fingers, proudly standing erect under the heat of his breath.
Ximen Qing excitedly leaned down, licking the shaft with his tongue, then taking Wu Song's entire penis
into his mouth, biting it with his teeth, and beginning to suck it eagerly.
At first, Wu Song cried out in anguish and tried to dodge, struggling with his fists and feet, but he was powerless.
But as time passed, his resistance grew weaker and weaker, his writhing and struggling body gradually calmed
down, and he occasionally let out a suppressed, muffled groan . A
complex expression of shame, anger, and confusion appeared on his flushed, handsome face.
"How was it? Did I make you feel good?"
Ximen Qing opened his mouth and spat out his large, engorged member, putting on a practiced air. "Your body is so sensitive
! Look, it's only been a few minutes and it's already this hard! What a lewd handsome man..."
"Nonsense! You're talking nonsense!" Wu Song suddenly sat up, his eyes brimming with tears.
Ximen Qing didn't argue with him, but just pointed coldly to his crotch. He looked down and his handsome cheeks
instantly burned like fire. A large, luscious member, already swollen and prominent from the saliva
, resembled a large grape, irresistibly inviting a gourmet to
savor and enjoy it.
"No! This isn't real! This isn't real..." Suddenly overwhelmed by immense pain and shame,
he collapsed onto the bed in despair.
"Stop deceiving yourself! You'll soon know what true pleasure is!"
Ximen Qing said, grasping Wu Song's thick, strong feet and slowly spreading them apart.
With both hands, Ximen Qing successfully separated his legs. Amidst Wu Song's scream, he used his knees to
firmly press his legs into a "T" shape.
At this moment, Wu Song's moist anus was fully open, and Ximen Qing took the opportunity to roll up his thick tongue and insert it
inside. Wu Song couldn't help but let out an "Ah!" In that instant, he experienced an even more wondrous sensation, his legs going weak and powerless
. He could only concentrate his mind between his thighs to resist, barely managing to keep himself from losing control under the lustful demon's provocation
.
Ximen Qing continued excitedly, using his rough, deep penis to penetrate Wu Song's anus. As the entrance to Wu Song's lower body widened
and became even wetter, Ximen Qing inserted his nimble index finger into Wu Song's anus, triumphantly caressing Wu Song's virgin hole.
Soon, the contractions in Wu Song's anus turned into spasms throughout his buttocks, his flesh trembling incessantly. Wu
Song's nectar increased, and Ximen Qing swallowed it all. Wu Song felt both ashamed and helpless; the lecherous demon's teasing
had given him unparalleled pleasure.
Every cell in his body began to stir, his breathing quickened, and his soft, melodious moans grew louder
. At some point, Wu Song's voice gradually softened, replaced by waves of soul-stirring moans.
On the silent bed, only the sound of Ximen Qing's fingers rubbing against Wu Song's wet anus could be heard. Wu Song's
will to resist was utterly shattered. A tremendous sense of humiliation exploded in his mind; his soul seemed to have left his body, all his
senses had ceased, only the intense pressure deep within his body remained vividly present.
"Ah...ah..." Wu Song groaned softly, unable to contain himself. The thick, fleshy pillar
pressed tightly against him through his trousers, making him feel suffocated, yet also giving him a stimulating pleasure.
Ximen Qing coldly said, "Wu Erlang, it's time." He pressed down on Wu Song, who was already breaking down and weeping under his constant humiliation
and debauchery, and quickly untied his body. Then, he thrust his hips towards Wu Song's crotch
.
Ximen Qing pulled his underwear down to his ankles, exposing his genitals to Wu Song's eyes: it was truly a
gigantic, fleshy pillar. Ximen Qing's penis was twenty centimeters long, a truly terrifyingly
large, domineering penis! It was twice the size of an average person's! Like a small egg! The veins on the penis
were bulging, firm and swollen, as hard as cast iron. His scrotum was like two golf balls; with a shake,
the upside-down testicles swayed back and forth in the air.
His pubic hair was very thick and long, growing all the way from the base of his penis to the surrounding area. Ximen Qing grabbed
Wu Song's feet, which were already weak and powerless to resist, spreading his toes apart and inserting his fingers between them. He
lifted Wu Song's thick, long legs high, his enormous member gently rubbing against his wet anus in a show of intimidation.
Knowing he was doomed, Wu Song could only close his eyes tightly, praying in his heart for a miracle to prevent him
from losing his virginity to the lecherous demon. But good doesn't always triumph over evil. Having humiliated the
once reserved handsome man, Ximen Qing no longer relaxed. His thick body pressed heavily on him, his right hand gripping Wu Song's
tight, erect member, launching a terrifying attack. Overwhelmed by apocalyptic fear, Wu Song curled up,
attempting a final resistance. But after Ximen Qing subdued Wu Song's body with his wrist strength
, he used the power of his spread thighs to try to force his thick penis into Wu Song's secret passage from in front of him.
"No!..." Wu Song's red lips let out a whimper of resistance. Ximen Qing lifted his large penis,
spread the flesh of the hole with his fingers, and with a breath, aimed his engorged penis at Wu Song's anus,
rubbing it against his light brown hole. He immediately pushed his waist forward, without using any lubricant, the huge
tip of his penis directly and firmly cutting off his virginity. The penis had entered the hole directly.
"Ugh!" The hole was stretched out of shape. "
Wow..." Wu Song's face turned pale with fear, and he convulsed for a moment, his firm buttocks feeling as if they were about to be split
in two. The intense impact felt like it was tearing Wu Song's firm body apart, the burning heat approaching his virginity. Wu
Song felt that he was being stretched and expanded like never before. Moreover, although Ximen Qing appeared rough,
he hadn't yet resorted to violence.
Ximen Qing's thick, hard penis suddenly pressed into the moist, pink anus. The large, dark red penis, with
a force that seemed to make a sound, roughly pried open the anus. Soon, the large penis reached Wu Song's virginity.
Now, Ximen Qing no longer tolerated Wu Song's virginity. However, the tip of his penis encountered resistance. Ximen Qing slightly pulled his penis back
, then with a muffled groan, he thrust his penis forward forcefully. Wu Song's tight member stubbornly
guarded the sacred peach blossom garden, not allowing Ximen Qing to cross the line even slightly.
Ximen Qing smiled and continued his assault. Although Wu Song struggled desperately, having lost all his martial arts skills
, he was no match for Ximen Qing. Completely subdued
and unable to move under Ximen Qing's pressure, a hot, hard penis was slowly penetrating his secret orifice. Tears streamed down Wu Song's face as he
cried out, "No...no...please...please...please..." His
hands struggled to push him away.
With each thrust of Ximen Qing's penis, the membrane inside Wu Song's secret orifice stretched further.
Although his anus stubbornly defended his sacred place, it was already at its limit, and he
could no longer hold on. Wu Song, now hoarse from crying, collapsed weakly on the bed, allowing Ximen Qing
to ravage him at will.
A tearing sound seemed to be heard, followed by a piercing, excruciating pain.
The defenses within Wu Song's secret cave finally crumbled. With a scream from Wu Song, Ximen Qing's erect penis plunged all the way in. Wu
Song felt a sharp pain emanating from his anus, as if his buttocks were being torn apart, as if a large wooden stake had been driven deep into
his anus.
He gripped the carpet tightly with his left hand and his outer robe on the floor with his right, biting down hard on
a tuft of his long hair. Tears streamed down his face, and he let out a deep, muffled groan.
Ximen Qing felt layers of warm, tender flesh tightly enveloping his penis, bringing him an indescribable
sense of pleasure. Wu Song's shy anus was now completely shattered. Ximen Qing felt a warm, soft
, and moist sensation inside Wu Song, enveloping him as if melting him.
Wu Song felt a sharp, throbbing pain; he could clearly feel the blood flowing from his body. Ximen Qing's fingers tightened
, almost crushing Wu Song's fragile toes.
Wu Song let out a long, desperate cry, tears streaming down his face, not from the
excruciating pain in his feet.
Wu Song's twenty-two years of virginity had finally been taken, by a man he hated to the core. This man
had no love for him, only the brutal defilement of his body, using him merely as a target for his lust
. Wu Song's mind was a jumbled mess; his strong legs flailed wildly in the air, his fingernails slicing across Ximen
Qing's back like knives.
At the same time, Ximen Qing felt a tight barrier being pierced. In an instant, Ximen Qing was fully inside
him, merging with him in the most intimate position. Ximen Qing had finally possessed Wu Song. Wu Song's tears streamed
down his face, soaking the pillow, his fists pounding weakly against Ximen Qing's body.
Ximen Qing ignored him, slowly pulling his weapon out slightly, then inserting it again, pulling it out again, and inserting it again. The massive, fleshy pillar, brimming
with unwavering passion, pressed tightly against his prostate, remaining inserted in the virgin's anus, without moving for the moment.
At this point, he had lost the strength to resist, and could only lie prone on
the ground, his buttocks raised high to receive the insertion of the massive pillar. His jade-like legs were spread wide as he knelt on the ground, only able to let Ximen Qing kiss his neck and knead his full, firm
pectoral muscles, his broad back pressed tightly against his chest.
Moaning, "Mmm...mmm...No! No!!" Wu Song looked down and saw the deep,
blood-stained flesh of Ximen Qing's thrusting. Wu Song knew it was his own blood, and he was so grief-stricken that he almost fainted on the spot.
As the actions gradually increased in intensity and became more brutal, Wu Song's cries of pain grew louder and louder.
"Ah...ouch...it hurts so much...waaaah...no...ah...you bad guy...ahhh...oh oh...
um...hum..." He reveled in the handsome man before him.
As his sacred chastity was invaded inch by inch, Wu Song's desperate struggles only satisfied Ximen Qing's
rising lust. It wasn't just his body that was being violated; his soul was also being cruelly ravaged.
"Ah...no...ah..." A desperate scream echoed from the depths of his heart. Wu Song's collapsing body had no strength left
to struggle, and his helpless anus humiliatingly clamped down on the brutal conqueror. His handsome face, contorted with humiliation and shame, convulsed instantly as Ximen
Qing's massive member mercilessly and completely pierced through Wu Song's last vestige of virginity. His tight, honeyed orifice was utterly filled and penetrated;
the immense pressure in his lower abdomen pressed against his throat, making it hard to breathe. Wu Song unconsciously opened his mouth slightly.
A rough finger was immediately inserted into his slightly parted, delicate opening, and his small tongue was roughly played with. A hazy,
sluggish thought flashed through Wu Song's mind: the terrifying massive member was still pulsating intensely under the tight grip of his tender flesh.
Wu Song was horrified to discover that although his tender anus was being relentlessly pressed against by the burning passion,
his buttocks still hadn't touched Ximen Qing's lower abdomen.
Ximen Qing, having penetrated him, laughed triumphantly, "Wu Erlang, losing your virginity to my member is
far better than with other women." Wu Song didn't reply; he was already beyond his control, being manipulated.
His lust began to rise. The valiant Wu Song tilted his head back, his naked body arching upwards repeatedly,
struggling to endure the intense, burning sensation of the penetration. His sexy yet powerless lips,
subjected to the relentless torment of his mortal enemy both physically and mentally, finally gave up resistance, unconsciously moaning along with Ximen Qing's movements.
Soon, he felt the pain in his anus lessen, replaced by an increasingly intense itching sensation. The large, fleshy
shaft, bulging and full, gave him a feeling of complete fulfillment, while the tingling, numbness in his anus was unbearable.
Wu Song couldn't help but groan. He felt something hot and large suddenly pull out of his anus, the man
's deep, true passion blocking his open anus, then thrusting in again. The throbbing pain generated
another wave of intense pleasure. Ximen Qing saw that the handsome man's rosy anus was actually open.
Deeply inside Wu Song, Ximen Qing slid his tongue into his mouth, entwining it with his own, then
sucking fiercely. Wu Song felt as if his tongue was about to break, and at the same time, he felt the deep, fleshy pillar slowly withdrawing, yet it was
a strange feeling of reluctance.
Wu Song looked at Ximen Qing with a bewildered gaze. Ximen Qing knew this was the extremely handsome Wu Song's
tacit approval of his unrequited love; more accurately, Wu Song at this moment longed to be violated by Ximen Qing, hoping
to make love with him wildly and unrestrainedly. When
Ximen Qing once again deeply inserted his engorged, thick pillar into Wu Song's anus, a strong, electric-like sensation
shot straight to the top of Wu Song's head, causing him to let out a melodious, almost weeping moan.
As the pillar began to thrust violently again, he almost lost his voice, his lips slightly parted, his jaw
trembling slightly, saliva constantly secreted from his mouth flowing freely into Ximen Qing's mouth. At the same time, Wu Song involuntarily
sucked on Ximen Qing's saliva, their mouths intertwined as their lower bodies merged.
Wu Song felt the excruciating pain disappear, his tense nerves relaxed, his skin softened, and his blood
surged. The pain transformed into a tingling numbness, then a burning heat, followed by an itchy sensation; a
desire he dared not even imagine gripped his entire body.
Ximen Qing grinned triumphantly, thrusting his penis incessantly, admiring
Wu Song's beautiful face and eyes, her chest heaving, her large penis bulging with passion, her powerful waist swaying, her round
buttocks swaying, and the dance of her jade-like buttocks and full legs.
Ximen Qing channeled his inner strength, his huge, fiery penis moving in and out of Wu Song's silky smooth anus at
a speed far exceeding that of an ordinary person, his boundless passion rubbing against Wu Song's anus like a galloping horse. Wu Song
felt an indescribable pleasure spreading from his lower body to every pore of his body, an indescribable comfort, an indescribable bliss.
He groaned loudly, moaning with pleasure, his legs tightly wrapped around Ximen Qing's waist, his hands
gripping the edge of the bed with all his might. The large, fleshy pillar thrust deeply in and out, then thrust deeply again. Once deeply inside,
it began to pound forcefully against his anus in a piston-like motion. He cried out incessantly, unable to distinguish between pleasure,
ecstasy, and pain!
Ximen Qing felt the icy sensation surge to the base of the pillar. He slowly thrust in again, all the way to the hilt,
the pubic hair clinging to the opening of his anus, then slowly withdrew, pulling even the "True Love Without Limits" out. Before the anus was
fully closed, he thrust his hips with rocket-like speed, the pillar swiftly penetrating to the hilt.
Ximen Qing's thick, hot pillar immediately intensified its thrusting, flattening Wu Song's firm, elastic buttocks, and pinching
and pulling up his erect "True Love Without Limits."
Lightning flashed before his eyes, the current striking every part of his body. Wu Song had become Ximen Qing's slave.
He could no longer distinguish where he was, and had reached the point of unbearable ecstasy. He even wished Ximen
Qing would take his lips. But Ximen Qing seemed quite pleased, savoring Wu Song's handsome face, flushed
but still exuding charm despite his drunkenness.
Wu Song felt as if the other man were a stone. Besides the thick, long penis penetrating him,
the hands kneading his breasts and the upper body covering him were also very heavy and strong. Moreover, the other man was so calm and composed
, and his will was so strong, all of which made Wu Song forgive his submissive nature.
"Ah... ah ah..." Wu Song cried out as if he had been ambushed. The large penis, having reached the point of union
, began to withdraw without any prior warning. Originally, he had been secretly anticipating even greater pleasure, but Wu
Song's body was no longer accustomed to the emptiness of being withdrawn. The withdrawn penis was then pushed back in.
"Oh...oh..." Although it was slow, it was more intense than the previous caresses, causing Wu Song
's senses to begin to completely daze.
At the same time, the large, fleshy pillar being caressed seemed to be melting away. Only the anus remained, its
tender flesh, especially thirsty, ignited by burning desire between the thighs and chest muscles. Ximen Qing
slowed his thrusting.
With the pleasure ignited by the rhythm, Wu Song's body craved even faster penetration, becoming greedy
, and the large, fleshy pillar reacted in kind. The pillar thrusting inside him was as ruthless as a machine
. When Wu Song opened his eyes, his lips were only centimeters away.
Just once, just one touch of his lips, Wu Song lifted his body and offered his lips
. The instant their lips touched, a burst of pleasure, like sparks flying, rushed through him.
The hands that had been holding Ximen Qing's waist moved further behind his back, Wu Song trembled slightly, but still gently pressed his lips to his.
"Mmm..." His mouth was intensely stirred, Wu Song's fingers gripping Ximen Qing's back tightly. Meanwhile
, Ximen Qing continued to thrust his large, fleshy member into Wu Song's tightly clenched body. He wanted to drown in
the waves of pleasure and offer his lips to him. Perhaps it was too intense; he even felt a sweet, numbing
sensation in the center of his brain.
Wu Song had never known he could be so greedy for lust before, but now, under Ximen Qing's unbridled
ravaging, all of that vanished. Ximen Qing continued to squeeze and knead his large, fleshy member while forcefully thrusting into Wu Song's peach blossom cave
. Wu Song's plump, snow-white thighs were raised high, kicking upwards continuously. His tight anus, gripping Ximen
Qing's member, spasmed and contracted violently, making Ximen Qing feel that his climax was imminent.
Ximen Qing's mind sharpened. He realized he hadn't had enough fun yet and couldn't give up so easily. He quickly stopped
his fierce attack. But Wu Song seemed somewhat dazed; his round buttocks,
like a wound-up machine, continued to rhythmically thrust upwards, repeatedly striking Ximen Qing's abdomen.
Ximen Qing was surprised to find Wu Song's face already showing a blissful expression, as if he were in a state of ecstasy
, unable to stop. When Ximen Qing released his hold on Wu Song's body, Wu Song suddenly reached out and hugged Ximen Qing's neck
, his long legs trembling hysterically. Then, he actively and forcefully hooked his arms
around Ximen Qing's strong waist, firmly trapping Ximen Qing between his hips…
The two naked bodies rolled and entwined on the bed, seemingly having completely let go, completely
merged, and completely immersed in this stimulating union.
With each thrust, Ximen Qing's enormous member pounded deeply into Wu Song's rectum, the thick shaft carrying the handsome
Wu Song to the peak of lust. The intense pleasure drove Ximen Qing to thrust with all his might. The equally intense
pleasure, however, caused the drugged Wu Song to completely abandon any mental resistance; his high, rounded buttocks twisted violently
, matching the thrusts of Ximen Qing's penis. Finally, Wu Song could no longer hold back.
"...Ah, I can't...Chunmei, I'm so sorry..." Chunmei, the blurry image of Chunmei in his mind, suddenly
merged into the clear, wicked face of Ximen Qing before him, then transformed into countless rays of light.
Her snow-white, firm buttocks involuntarily thrust forward, her strong waist trembling incessantly. Her pink
anus gripped and convulsed the thick, dark shaft, glistening fluid flowing out in waves. Simultaneously, she uncontrollably emitted
long, clear, and joyful moans, feeling a warm, melting sensation throughout her body, as if time had
completely stopped. He pressed his hands against her waist, thrusting his shaft with the force of a galloping arrow, showing
no mercy.
"Ah...ah...no!...ah, no! Ah...ah...ah..." Wu Song's cries
only excited the man more, thrusting harder and harder! Watching her pink, tender flesh being pushed
and pulled in by his thick, dark shaft, the sensation of penetrating a virgin's tight anus was incredibly pleasurable.
As Ximen Qing thrust his large penis into his anus, bubbles immediately appeared at the opening. Although Wu Song still
cried out "No!", he let out a relieved groan. Before Ximen Qing could attack, Wu Song impatiently
pressed his anus against Ximen Qing's large penis, thrusting and thrusting, until the room was filled only with
the sounds of their intense, wet intercourse and Wu Song's cries.
Wu Song climaxed, and as Ximen Qing's penis trembled, a stream of white semen shot from his anus
. Wu Song reached his first orgasm, and Ximen Qing was also extremely excited.
Madly in love with the handsome man he had long dreamed of beneath him, Wu Song's every melodious moan almost drove Ximen
Qing, a boy of ice-cold ecstasy, to despair. Ximen Qing restrained himself, his erection thrusting in and out, his movements vigorous. Wu Song beneath him
writhed rhythmically, moaning loudly and unrestrainedly. His large member swayed violently from side to side, his arms tightly
embracing Ximen Qing. The intense pleasure of lovemaking caused Wu Song's fingers to scratch deep marks on Ximen Qing's back, while his mouth
excitedly bit at Ximen Qing's shoulders.
Ximen Qing hadn't expected Wu Song's first sexual experience to be so intense. He had been with countless women, but he had never seen
a virgin's first time with such skill in bed as Wu Song. Perhaps it was because Wu Song was exceptionally intelligent, and his understanding of lovemaking
was beyond ordinary people.
Ximen Qing tilted his head back, his large member launching an even more ferocious attack. He thrust
in and out with maximum force, repeatedly, for over a dozen rounds, then shortened the stroke, thrusting rapidly. The long,
slender muscles in his large buttocks twitched incessantly, like a rutting donkey.
The intense stimulation from Wu Song's rapid thrusts left patches of saliva splattered across Wu Song's tender face.
Wu Song felt a burning heat on his cheeks; the sensation hadn't subsided before a storm of passion erupted, a tempestuous tempest. He
was enduring the powerful thrusts, the speed of the thrusts increasing, the shaft penetrating deeper and deeper.
He felt as if the shaft was a pillar of fire burning fiercely inside his anus, causing his delicate face to flush with desire, and
his masculine body to tremble with ecstasy. Wu Song convulsed incessantly: "Itchy...so good..." Wu Song's moans rose and fell, both
delicate and alluring, as if the flames burning throughout his body grew stronger, deeper, and more widespread, igniting
his abdomen and coursing through his entire being.
Wu Song, overwhelmed by lust, was suddenly enveloped in the arms of a handsome man, his desires intoxicating. Ximen Qing...
He was indeed a master, his every move exceptional. Seeing that Wu Song was nearing climax, he suddenly slowed down, giving him
a chance to catch his breath. After a wave of intense, tingling pleasure, Ximen Qing shifted his focus, slowly thrusting in and out
while simultaneously using his broad chest to massage Wu Song's firm pectoral muscles.
His shoulders moved, centering his movements on Wu Song's chest. He was exceptionally gifted, not only in his
skillful thrusting technique but also in his powerful libido. Coupled with his over six-inch-long, thick, and rounded penis, and his deep
understanding of penetration, each thrust was a direct hit to the prostate, each one firm and impactful.
This move reignited Wu Song's waning desire, and his arms began to move again.
Wu Song's face flushed crimson with lust, his lips trembling, occasionally revealing his pearly white
teeth as he hissed, his long, black hair spreading across his broad shoulders.
Under the lamplight, Ximen Qing looked up and clearly saw his large penis thrusting in and out of him, which
excited him even more. His penis grew hotter and hotter, and he thrust in hard, his penis pressing against Wu Song's, swirling
and emitting waves of heat. Another climax erupted, and Ximen Qing, holding Wu Song, began to roll around on the bed,
but his penis remained firmly inside Wu Song, making Wu Song cry out in pain
. Every cell in Wu Song's body began to boil.
Ximen Qing rolled back to his original position, then grabbed a pillow and placed it under Wu Song's buttocks, causing Wu Song
to arch his back. Ximen Qing then lifted Wu Song's thighs with both hands, placing his calves on his shoulders.
Ximen Qing leaned forward at a forty-two-degree angle, concentrating his strength in his lower back, and began to thrust and pump wildly,
each thrust deeper and harder than the last, reaching deep into Wu Song's prostate.
"Ugh…oh…um…so good…" Wu Song gasped for breath. Like a stone thrown into still water, a thousand waves
surged upwards, crashing against Wu Song's body against the massive, fleshy pillar. Wu Song's blood boiled; he bit his lip,
revealing a mixture of fear and pleasure…
"I…can't…take…anymore…oh…so good…don't…don't…kill me
…slower…okay?…ouch…you…have…so…many…tricks…oh…"
As the massive pillar penetrated deeper, with the changing speed of the thrusts, and with Wu Song's varying sensations, he involuntarily
groaned: "Oh, ah, um, oh, ah, ya, yo."
Ximen Qing was already drenched in sweat; he used his last strength, thrusting fiercely into Wu Song's private parts. Wu Song's contractions caused
Ximen Qing's massive pillar to swell and bulge, tightly enveloping the other man. The pillar swelled violently, impenetrable, never
separating; a powerful stimulation simultaneously assaulted both Wu Song and Ximen Qing.
"Oh...Master Ximen...hurry...put me...put me...to death...I...I can't...take it anymore
..." Wu Song began to beg for mercy, but Ximen Qing thrust harder and harder. His
massive member slammed into Wu Song's anus, thrusting in and out like the wind, fast and relentless, the enormous member
busily moving in and out of his rectum, spraying out a lot of fluid that covered the entire member, even his testicles
were wet. The bright red member, the snow-white buttocks, and the jet-black pubic hair, wet with sweat, were incredibly
alluring under the light.
Ximen Qing gripped and rubbed Wu Song's enormous member tightly, and soon Wu Song climaxed again. A paste-like fluid
gushed out, and he climaxed three times in a row amidst wild gesticulation and screams.
Ignoring his pleas for mercy, Ximen Qing relentlessly pressed his hips against Wu Song's buttocks, grinding them tightly. Wu Song felt
as if Ximen Qing were pulling out his intestines with each withdrawal, leaving him feeling utterly empty. He instinctively
arched his slender waist, chasing after Ximen Qing's large penis, hoping it would bring him a fuller feeling again.
Wu Song's virgin anus was extremely tight, requiring considerable effort for each thrust from Ximen Qing. As soon as the large
penis withdrew, the walls of his anus would immediately fill it completely, leaving no gaps. However, thanks to the lubrication of Ximen Qing's saliva
, the thrusting became increasingly smooth.
Ximen Qing unconsciously increased his speed and force with each thrust. Each time , he withdrew to
the entrance of the anus, then, rotating his hips, thrusting in with all his might. Each thrust tugged at Wu Song's heartstrings. Being a novice
in such matters, he didn't know how to resist, only able to groan loudly, releasing the surging pleasure within him.
His starry eyes were slightly open, and in the reflection of the ceiling mirror, he clearly saw himself
pinned down by Ximen Qing's strong body, his legs forced to wrap around the man's back, while the man rose and fell on his body. Seeing Wu
Song's expression of ecstasy as he climaxed, Ximen Qing could no longer control his passion, and his penis erupted like a volcano
into Wu Song's still-tight rectum.
Ximen Qing's penis pressed against Wu Song's prostate, and Wu Song's penis, gripping
Ximen Qing's penis, was soaked and moistened in the warmth of his vagina. Ximen Qing fully enjoyed Wu Song's masculine aura, while Wu Song spread his thighs wide, passionately
welcoming Ximen Qing's penis into his intestinal walls.
After Ximen Qing had completely ejaculated, Wu Song's penis still clung to Ximen
Qing's penis, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop. After the first round of lovemaking, Wu Song's panting had not yet subsided,
and the blush on his face had not faded. Fine beads of sweat still clung to his skin.
Ximen Qing leaned against his chest, clearly hearing the rapid pounding of his heart, and, still not satisfied, began to
grope him again. One hand caressed his pectoral muscles, while the other squeezed between his legs. Wu Song pushed
Ximen Qing away.
At this moment, two streams of sorrowful tears hung on Wu Song's face. He never dreamed that his virginity would be taken by a man with
such deep affection, but the pain in his lower body and the bloodstains on his dark pubic hair made him realize again and again that this cruel
nightmare was reality. Ximen Qing jumped off the bed. He was broad-shouldered and muscular,
much taller and stronger than the average person. He was shirtless, so his bulging muscles were on full display. His large pectoral muscles seemed to
pulsate with his breath, and the muscles in his arms showed that he could lift a hundred pounds. Even after his erection, Ximen Qing's
penis was still as hard as iron. It was so huge, as thick as an adult's arm, with veins bulging on it. The shaft was disproportionately large, like a mushroom, and some fluid was already 　　dripping
from the tip of his penis .

The entire massive penis, its surface bulging with veins, appeared exceptionally fierce. Its size had increased dramatically, and it stood erect
, pointing straight to the sky. Seeing this, Wu Song felt a lingering fear. Ximen Qing slowly approached Wu Song, his enormous penis pressing against Wu
Song's tender prostate flesh, grinding against it. Ximen Qing's hands also continuously rubbed Wu Song's high, firm chest and buttocks
, and massaged his small anus. Before long, Wu Song's penis slowly hardened again.
A wave of tingling, full pleasure made Wu Song involuntarily groan, his whole body going limp again. Wu Song
could no longer resist, but he felt immense shame. Thinking of his elder brother's death at this man's hands,
and now he had lost his virginity to Ximen Qing, a string of tears silently welled up
. His usual heroic demeanor was gone.
Ximen Qing's penis continued to grind and rotate, his fingers tightly gripping Wu Song's penis, slowly and deliberately
playing with it.
Although the intense pain of losing his virginity had restored his senses,
the tingling, itchy sensation returned to Wu Song's heart under the experienced teasing and caresses of Ximen Qing. Despite his valiant resistance, it was to
little avail. Under Ximen Qing's ministrations, a blush crept onto Wu Song's handsome face, his breathing
grew heavy, his throat itched, and a desire to moan surged within him. Although Wu Song gritted his teeth and resisted fiercely , it was clear to everyone that he couldn't hold back much longer, especially after his earlier frenzied 　　cries
during intercourse . 　　Seeing Wu Song's restraint, Ximen Qing felt another surge of lust. He slowly 　　withdrew his penis from Wu Song's anus, rubbing it incessantly against Wu Song's glistening pink nipple. 　　The intense, unbearable tingling sensation made Wu Song tremble violently, yet a surge of desire coursed through his penis. 　　Deep within the chrysanthemum cave, an unbearable emptiness emanated, causing Wu Song to feel a surge of panic. 　　Stimulated by Ximen Qing, despite his mental efforts to resist, his body was completely out of control. 　　His large penis, as hard as iron, instinctively swayed with Ximen Qing's teasing movements, seemingly yearning for Ximen 　　Qing's comfort and for his penis to quickly enter his body. 　　[The End]

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