Beauty Cave

(I)

Sun Qing believed he had unintentionally entered a realm of immortals.

Perhaps this place was one that no one had ever been to before, so no one knew it was a realm of immortals. Sun Qing was a very strong and energetic person, and that time he went to do rock climbing. This was an extremely difficult and dangerous sport, as challenging as mountain climbing, but different in that it didn't use ropes, chisels, or other tools. He climbed almost vertical cliffs barehanded, wearing rubber shoes, relying solely on the uneven rocks on the cliff face for support, or using his feet or toes for footholds. Sometimes he would apply powder from a bag he carried at his waist to his hands to absorb sweat and prevent slipping. Climbing

like this meant that if he fell, he could be rescued, but very few people had accidents, which was quite remarkable. Perhaps this situation wasn't actually that surprising, because those who dared to do this must have been certain they had sufficient physical strength, which was better than relying too much on ropes and chisels, which made it much harder to recover from an accident.

No one had ever been to this cliff before, perhaps because climbers thought it was too low, too easy, and not challenging enough.

When Sun Qing had almost reached the top, he encountered an accident.

He grabbed onto a protruding spot, but his feet had nothing to hold onto, so he had to use his arms to pull himself up.

Just then, he noticed the ground he was climbing on began to shake, and his heart pounded with fear.

It seemed that a large section of the rock wall had loosened, and his weight was about to cause him to fall.

He had no choice but to try his best to hold on, hoping he wouldn't fall completely off; if he did, he would fall down the mountain with the large rock.

The rock continued to shake, and Sun Qing broke out in a cold sweat.

Then, it broke free.

Sun Qing was convinced he was dead.

However, to his surprise, the rock didn't fall outwards, but instead sank inwards.

It turned out the cliff face was hollow.

Sun Qing screamed and fell into the dark abyss. As he fell, he was terrified of when death would come, because the hollow inside might be very deep, and he couldn't find anything to hold onto. Then he plummeted to the bottom. He landed on something very soft. He barely bounced up, just kept sinking, but the soft material gradually pressed against his sinking, finally bringing him to a stop. He stopped without any shock or dizziness. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thankful he had survived.

At the same time, he realized that what was cushioning him was a large layer of something very peculiar, like seaweed or perhaps dried sponge. He had sunk into this pile and needed to climb back up. He knew which direction was up because that was where the light came from. There

was a hole in the cliff face, and light was streaming in through it. It was as if he had swum to the surface of water in a dry place. Then he surveyed the terrain. Since he didn't believe there was anything else in there, his first priority was to find an escape route.

From his initial observation, escape didn't seem easy. The exterior of the cliff was uneven, but the interior was smooth as a mirror. The smoothness of the cliff meant there was nothing to hold onto, making it extremely difficult to climb out; without climbing tools, it was practically impossible. Unless he could carve a hole in the lower part of the cliff to escape. Since the cliff was so fragile, capable of collapsing, he might as well try to crawl through.

He began to climb towards the cliff, but halfway there, he cried out in surprise. A human body blocked his way. The first thing he saw was a pair of legs, belonging to a woman, lying on that sponge-like surface. He recognized it as a woman because the legs were slightly parted and facing him, allowing him to see between them—no clothes. Between

the legs was not a male feature; there was a thick, dark, fine patch, like a apple kernel, with a dark red slit in the middle. It was a beautiful, neat slit, but not something to admire. In such a situation, if it were a corpse, what was there to admire? He looked around and started shouting again, almost incessantly, because he saw many legs and arms protruding from between the dried sponges, all seemingly women's, with a head among them, also a woman's head.

At first, he had glimpsed these things, but only thought they were white, mistaking them for white stones or something similar. Now he realized this was a large morgue, no wonder he had shouted so loudly. But then he thought he might have guessed wrong.

The "corpse" in front of him wasn't a corpse at all. After his shouts, which still echoed in the cave, the woman groaned and stirred, as if she had been disturbed by Sun Qing's voice while fast asleep, but hadn't been awakened. Sun Qing also remembered touching the woman's legs earlier; they were warm, not cold. Corpses should be cold, Sun Qing thought, stunned.

He thought it was impossible. Many naked women sleeping in this place? If it were a corpse, that would be more reasonable; people died here and their bodies were preserved, which would be quite logical. Sleeping here? How could a living person sleep here? But since she was alive, it was best to ask her why.

Sun Qing crawled over and shook the woman.

He saw that she was a young and very beautiful woman. Although she was naked, given the circumstances, he believed she wouldn't mind his harassment. He shook her and called out, "Miss, Miss!"

(II)

She moved again, making a slight sound, but didn't wake up. Her complexion was so good; she certainly wasn't sick.

He pushed her for a while, but she didn't wake up. It seemed she wouldn't wake up for some reason.

He had to try another one, not a corpse either, and the reaction was the same; she seemed to be asleep. He pushed and called her, and she reacted somewhat, but didn't wake up.

They were all like this, seven in total, all so beautiful, yet each with a different kind of beauty, sleeping soundly at the bottom of this huge cave, on the sea of dry sponges.

A man surrounded by so many beautiful women, so beautiful that even beauty pageants wouldn't be so easy to choose from, and who could do whatever he wanted with them—this must be a rare stroke of good fortune. But Sun Qing hadn't considered that; he wasn't that kind of man, and he was more worried about how to escape. He also wondered if they had an owner…had someone trapped them here?

Someone must have put them here, so there must be another exit. Since they weren't awake, they couldn't tell him anything. Sun Qing had no choice but to crawl around the cave, searching for that other exit. He absolutely had to crawl; the dry sponges were soft and clingy, making it difficult to stand and walk.

But he searched every inch of the cave's walls and still couldn't find an entrance or exit.

Unless they were hidden under those sponges, which would be incredibly difficult to find, he had to start looking for the sleeping beauties again.

He grabbed the arm of the woman closest to him and shook her, calling, "Miss! Miss!"

The woman's reaction was the same; she stirred slightly and let out a soft moan, but remained unconscious.

This frustrated Sun Qing, who truly didn't know what to do.

As he hesitated, a strange voice suddenly called out, "You fool! Kiss her!" Sun Qing abruptly looked up, unable to discern the source of the voice, as echoes bounced around in the large cave, easily obscuring the origin.

He saw something moving at the opening through which he had fallen. There stood a bird that looked like a parrot, and its voice sounded very much like a parrot's.

As he watched, the bird spoke again; it was indeed speaking. It said, "You fool! Kiss her! Haven't you heard the story of Sleeping Beauty? She's waiting for a prince on a white horse, and only when the prince kisses her will she wake up!"

Sun Qing said, "That...that's just a story...I'm not some prince!"

"You fool!" The parrot flew up and flew away.

"Hey! You!" Sun Qing called out, "Wait for me!" But the parrot flew away and didn't return. Sun Qing thought for a moment and felt he had no choice but to try.

There was nothing to lose; he lowered his head and gently kissed the woman's lips—it was definitely not a difficult thing to do. She was a young and beautiful woman with long hair, her hair a coffee color with some gold, her skin milky white, and her nipples a light pink. She seemed to have Western ancestry, but it was hard to tell her race at first glance. In any case, she was very beautiful, and her hair had a delicate fragrance.

Indeed, kissing such a woman was definitely not a difficult thing. After Sun Qing kissed her, she actually came to life. More sounds began to escape her throat, and she stretched out her arms to embrace Sun Qing. Her lips moved, her tongue darting out and into his. For a moment, Sun Qing also reacted; he was a man with normal bodily functions, he just didn't want to take advantage of her.

It was different when the other person knew and reacted. However, she still shouldn't know who he was. Therefore, when her eyelids fluttered open, Sun Qing quickly withdrew. He said, "I...I'm sorry..." He struggled to explain that he had kissed her to wake her, but she had genuinely woken up. Would she believe his explanation?

But she said, "Why are you sorry? I've been waiting for you for so long!"

He said, "You...you recognize me?"

She said, "I've been waiting for you, you have to come to save us!"

"Well, it's good you're awake," he said, "Can you tell me what happened?"

She said, "You want to make love to me!" Her arms and legs wrapped around him like snakes.

"We...we..." Sun Qing stammered, growing increasingly anxious. "Can't we talk first?"

"If you don't make love with me, I'll fall asleep again!" she said.

"How could this be?" Sun Qing said, "Get up first, let's talk this out!" He was also impulsive, but he felt uneasy until he truly understood.

"You first..." she began, then suddenly stopped, her body went limp, and she fell back down, her eyes closing.

Sun Qing pushed her, called her, but she didn't respond.

Having no other option, Sun Qing resorted to his usual method, kissing her lips again.

She woke up again, as if she had completely forgotten what had happened last time.

She said again, "If you don't make love with me, I'll fall asleep again!" Sun Qing stopped, and her eyelids indeed began to close again. Sun Qing's hand gently stroked and played with her nipples, and she became alert again, letting out low moans and gasps, as if there was a button there that could wake her up.

Sun Qing had no choice but to continue, even though it wasn't strenuous. She pressed his head against her breasts, letting him suckle her almost perfect nipples. This made her even more alert and awake, and her hands began to move over his body. Her movements were so skilled that Sun Qing felt inferior. Sun Qing was an athletic person, and being athletic meant he wasn't a womanizer.

He had only had one girlfriend before who had done this with him, but they broke up due to incompatibility. She preferred stillness, while he preferred activity. He then focused more on sports, and with his particular hobby, it was quite difficult to find a like-minded girlfriend.

Although he and his ex-girlfriend were quite skilled, she didn't have this kind of technique; he didn't know that a woman's hands and mouth could be used in so many ways. Later, he had to pause because he was still dressed, and he couldn't do what she wanted without removing his clothes. During this pause, she gradually became dazed again, but she seemed to have been stimulated quite strongly, so she didn't immediately fall asleep again. When he kissed her again, her passion returned.

She was already naked, so Sun Qing didn't need to go through the trouble of undressing her. He could simply move closer, but only briefly. His experience was limited; he'd only been with one woman, and even his usual angles weren't smooth. It seemed every woman was slightly different. He only had a strong physique, capable of a powerful thrust. She

had to reach out to steady him. Once he was in position, things changed. The wall that had seemed impenetrable before suddenly appeared again, wet and tight. He thrust into that slippery surface, feeling as if he'd forced an entrance into the wall that hadn't actually been there.

A little in, she pressed her hand against his pelvis, her brow furrowing slightly: "Slower…it hurts…"

"If you're not ready," Sun Qing said, "you can wait!" He remembered his ex-girlfriend was like that too; it took a long time, and entering too early would be uncomfortable.

The woman said, "No...it's just...it's my first time...just be gentle!"

"How could it be your first time?" Sun Qing said, "You seem to be more experienced than I am at this!"

"I've never done it before," she said, "It's true."

Sun Qing felt there was no reason for her to lie; even without pretending it was her first time, she was already incredibly attractive.

She wasn't asking him to pay any price.

Sun Qing had little experience in discerning this, but he sensed it.

It was so slippery, yet so tight.

That strange, sponge-like thing was a good cushion, not too soft, not too hard, making it easy to apply pressure.

Sun Qing exerted his strength, beginning to penetrate gradually. Suddenly, he felt as if he had broken through some barriers, reaching the very end.

At this point, he felt even more comfortable, and he couldn't help but compare her to his ex-girlfriend—this was his only comparison. She was so much better, it was just a pity he didn't have any special skills or techniques, didn't know how to please her as much as possible.

But it seemed enough. Perhaps a man first needs sufficient strength and a longer duration. Sun Qing didn't quite have the ability to control her time, but he was never too short.

He continued thrusting, and she gradually went from being very tight to slightly dilated, this dilation clearly increasing with her feelings, and her secretions increasing with time and speed. Naturally, his thrusts became faster and faster. Sometimes she would convulse, clearly a reaction to reaching orgasm, and the sounds she made confirmed this.

Although she said it was her first time, her movements in welcoming and receiving were quite skilled, and her hands were never idle, wandering over his sensitive areas. Sometimes one hand's fingers would gently rub against his groin, but mostly she would play with his nipples, the speed of her hand movements seeming to reflect her feelings.

Time seemed to lose its meaning; he didn't know how much time had passed. Finally, he reached his climax. A wave of euphoria washed over him, and his essence gushed forth completely. She held him tightly, as if trying to absorb every last drop, not wanting to waste a single moment. Finally, they both came to a standstill.

(End)

She said, "Your seed... has it already been given to me?"

"Seed..." Sun Qing said weakly, "You mean..."

"Isn't that a seed?" she said.

Sun Qing knew those were human seeds, but what he found strange was that a woman facing a stranger should only fear the successful implantation of her seed, yet she seemed to hope for its success.

Knowing the seed had been given to her, she released him, and he lazily rolled away, lying down beside her.

She sat up and tore off some of the dry, sponge-like substance to wipe his body. The substance was quite useful, softer than a towel and absorbent.

This service made Sun Qing feel quite comfortable.

After resting for a while, Sun Qing remained lying there lazily. His natural reaction after doing this was to want to sleep, but he refused to sleep; he wanted to find out what had happened here.

He said, "Who are you? How did you get here?"

"I don't know," she said.

"What you don't know?" Sun Qing said. "You must know."

"I don't know," she said. "I was just asleep, waiting for you to wake me up."

"But what happened before you fell asleep?" Sun Qing asked. "

Nothing happened," she said.

"What? Nothing happened?" Sun Qing said. "Are you saying you can't remember?"

"Nothing happened," she said.

"Then what's your name?" Sun Qing asked.

"I don't have a name!" she said.

"Are you kidding me?" Sun Qing said. "You don't know anything?"

"I know..." she said, looking bewildered. "You're here to wake us all up; you'll give us seeds!"

"You?" Sun Qing said.

She pointed to the other sleeping women around her.

"How were they saved?" Sun Qing asked.

“Just like me,” she said, “you just need to make love to them!”

“Just make love to them?” Sun Qing said, “I can’t!”

“Why not?” she said, “It’s very pleasurable. I feel good, and I know you feel good!”

“You say you don’t know anything,” Sun Qing said, “how do you know I feel good?”

“I don’t know everything,” she said, “if you want to know, wake them all up.”

“I can’t…” Sun Qing said, “There are still six of you, I don’t have that ability!”

“Oh, this,” she said, “this is easy to solve.” She grabbed a handful of the sponge-like stuff and shoved it into his mouth.

Sun Qing hurriedly spat it out. She laughed and said, “This isn’t what I just smeared!”

She put some in her own mouth and chewed, then put some more in Sun Qing’s mouth.

This time Sun Qing ate it too. He felt a strange need for it, and he discovered that it had an indescribable, wonderful taste in his mouth. He couldn’t help but chew it. He realized he had never tasted anything so delicious, yet he didn't know what it was. He had never eaten or even heard of such a flavor, and it worked quickly; suddenly, all his fatigue vanished, he felt invigorated, and his body seemed much lighter. He even sat up; in fact, he was too energetic to lie down.

He said, "What is this? Is it something you often eat?"

"I don't know," she said, "This is my first time eating it."

"You don't know again," Sun Qing said, exasperated, "How could you not know?"

"You'll know once you wake us all up," she pointed, "Her!"

She pointed to the one closest to her.

"You don't mind?" Sun Qing asked.

"Of course I don't mind," she said, "I've already received your seed. Besides, we're all together; you have to wake us all up." Sun Qing thought she was rambling; perhaps waking the other one would reveal what was going on. And now he was very interested in this matter, which seemed to be the effect of those strange foods.

He crawled over to another woman. This one had olive-colored skin, and her nipples were darker in color. She had fine body hair, clearly of a different race. She was beautiful, but in a different kind of beauty. Her pubic area had thicker, coarser, and curly hair, and the cleft between her legs was also much darker.

Sun Qing tried to shake her awake again, but no matter how much he shook her, she wouldn't wake up; her reaction remained the same. He had actually used this method before, so he had to kiss her lips again. She woke up again.

She hugged Sun Qing again, and just like the first one, she spoke the same words, in his language. They seemed to be able to use his language to accommodate him.

Sun Qing tried to talk to her, but as soon as he stopped being intimate, she fell asleep.

Sun Qing had to kiss her awake again to continue.

She became more and more awake, and also more passionate. Sun Qing glanced at the first woman, but she was no longer paying attention to them. She had closed her eyes, but wasn't asleep; she was simply sitting cross-legged, head bowed, seemingly focused only on her own body.

This woman, with her olive skin and black hair, seemed to have Middle Eastern ancestry, and her passion was different.

She was very proactive, kissing his entire body.

Sun Qing, now very interested, welcomed her even more.

This woman was clearly experienced; her kisses, caresses, and gentle touches were all exquisitely skillful.

However, when Sun Qing finally pushed her down and penetrated her, she told him it was her first time and not to rush.

It seemed truly her first time; she was very elastic and not very tight, but Sun Qing could feel that he had broken through a barrier halfway through.

As he increased his speed, she skillfully responded. She twisted her pelvis, reminding him of Middle Eastern belly dancing.

Sun Qing became even more energetic, and it seemed this time it took him a long time to finish.

Afterwards, he felt tired again. But she sat beside him, gently feeding him those strange things, and his energy quickly returned. Sun Qing said, "Now you can tell me what happened, right?"

"I don't know either," she said. "Why don't you wake her up?"

She pointed to another sleeping woman.

"What difference does it make?" Sun Qing said. "You don't know, she doesn't know, and waking up another one might also leave her clueless!"

"We don't know either," she said. "But we're together. If you wake us all up, we can answer your question together."

Sun Qing hesitated. She said, "Waking us up is a good thing, isn't it?"

Although she didn't know, she could articulate some reasons. Perhaps waking up another one would yield "more reasons," so Sun Qing crawled over to another woman. This was a beautiful blonde, definitely a pure Caucasian. Her hair seemed woven from gold threads, and when she opened her eyes, Sun Jing could see she had blue pupils. Sun Qing didn't waste any more time talking to her; he just made love to her. She, however, had a European characteristic: she first served him with her mouth, ingesting his seed. Normally this would be a waste of energy, but with that strange food, replenishment was easy; after eating some, he was restored. He was still able to energetically plant his seed in her again.

After that, she pointed to another sleeping woman. She said, "Wake her up!"

She fed him the food as she did so.

Sun Qing said, "Can I take a nap?"

He could still manage physically, but he needed a mental rest.

She smiled and said, "Yes, you can sleep!"

She gently stroked his face, and he quickly fell asleep, a deep, restless sleep. When he woke up, sunlight was still streaming in through the hole, and he suspected it was already the next day. He hadn't started early. But he checked his watch; it was still the same day, so time hadn't actually passed.

It felt like a dream, but the blonde beauty was still beside him, and the first two were still sitting with their eyes closed and knees bent.

She urged him to "save" the next one.

This one was clearly of Asian descent. Her reaction was wild, but she still managed to complete the task smoothly.

There were three more, and he "save" them one after another, essentially opening up new avenues for them.

The last one was Asian; it seemed each beautiful woman represented a race.

After he finished on the Asian beauty, he said, "Now that you're all awake, can you tell me what happened?"

She lowered her head, closed her eyes, and sat with her knees bent, not answering.

"Hiss!" Sun Qing cried out, "What happened? You lied to me!"

"Fool, fool. You are the most vigorous one. They want your seed," the voice came from the strange, parrot-like bird again.

"Why?" Sun Qing cried.

"To take him to another world!" the strange voice said.

At this moment, a rumbling sound came, and the stone wall crumbled outwards piece by piece, like a giant egg breaking open. In fact, the mountain had originally stood upright like a giant egg, and now that it had broken open, sunlight shone down directly. No, not just sunlight, but an even stronger light, so strong that Sun Qing could not look up. In this strong light, he saw that the bellies of the seven beauties were swollen, as if they were pregnant.

They were sucked up by the strong light one by one.

Then everything disappeared. Sun Qing looked up and saw only blue sky, white clouds, and the hollow, broken, giant egg-like mountain; the sponges were gone too.

After that, Sun Qing only told others that the mountain had collapsed while he was climbing it. He didn't mention those women; no one would believe him, and he wasn't sure what they were anyway.

But he knew he was different now. He had taken those things, his energy was boundless, he won one championship after another, and no mountain or cliff could defeat him. No woman could defeat him either; he could satisfy any woman and recover quickly.

He even earned the reputation of a great lover.

Yet, he kept wondering if he had some kind of special mission.

(The End)

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