Side Story of Desire Fills the West Tower

1. Qingyun Mountain.

"Second Senior Brother, let's hurry and find Eldest Senior Sister and the others!" The timid and frail junior sister pitifully
lowered her head, wanting to refuse her second senior brother's request, but she was a little afraid of him. He dragged her cold,
soft little hand, and they reluctantly entered the cabin in the woods.

The cabin was empty!

"Junior Sister, your internal energy has improved quite a bit recently. Your second senior brother also wants to help you channel some of my internal energy, okay
?" The senior brother mischievously took the junior sister's little hand into his arms, stroking and kneading it. The junior sister's little
hands were delicate and cute, still showing signs of baby fat, soft and smooth. The coolness of her little hands was most comfortable in the summer; holding them under
her would be a double pleasure of ice and fire.

The junior sister knew that her second senior brother's words were a clear reminder of what had happened that day.

That day, their master had asked the junior sister to go to the back mountain alone.

The master said to her earnestly, "My disciple, compared to your senior brothers and sisters, your martial arts haven't
improved lately!"

"I'm sorry, Master, I will definitely work hard in my martial arts practice and catch up with my senior brothers and sisters," the junior sister
replied softly, head bowed.

The master, looking concerned, reached out and took her small hand, asking, "Master knows you've been working hard
, but you haven't been able to break through the barrier. Is there something wrong?"

The master leaned closer to the junior sister, asking warmly. He wasn't tall, and his eyes were fixed lecherously on the junior sister's soft
breasts. He pulled her hand closer, and her small hand, warm, soft, smooth, and white,
was repeatedly caressed by the master. His palm was thick and heavy, his fingers rough, the fingertips
gliding across the junior sister's tender flesh, sending a tingling sensation through her. She wanted to pull away, but hesitated.

The master had long coveted his junior sister's delicate body, but his wife at home kept a close watch on him,
demanding and enjoying her company, leaving him powerless despite his desires. Yet, despite his own demands, his wife could never truly quell his inner turmoil
. Whenever he saw his junior sister's body maturing, her shapely buttocks swaying, he longed to climb behind her and
penetrate her. He wanted to grasp her breasts in his hands, feeling their soft

, yielding texture. "Come! Let me take your pulse, to see if there's a blockage in your energy channels affecting your cultivation." The master
pressed against his junior sister's body, holding her slender wrist, gently pressing on her pulse, carefully feeling it. He so
wanted to pull her hand inside her clothes, letting her hold it and gently caress and rub it.

The master, completely absorbed, fantasized about his junior sister's two slender, jade
-like fingers pinching his fiery red head, gently lowering her head to kiss it. Her flowing hair cascaded over his fleshy mounds, lightly brushing against the bulging veins
. A tingling sensation washed over his opening, just as his junior sister's lips covered it, her tongue teasing the opening, causing a clear, honeyed nectar to flow out.

The junior sister saw her master's earnest expression, as if he were truly examining her meridians, but for some
reason, his lower body kept rubbing against her thigh.

She clearly felt his erection and heat, unaware that his fluids had already soaked
her leg.

"Master, Master! Did you see it?" the junior sister called out twice before her master snapped out of his reverie.

"Hmm? Oh! I have found the crux of the problem, but I don't know if I should say it?" the master said confidently.

The junior sister quickly asked.

"It's inconvenient to say, but as your master, I can't refuse to teach you and answer your questions. If I say it, I'll have to
treat you. It's a difficult situation!"

"As your master for a day, I'll listen to your teachings. I still need your help!"

"Junior Sister, since you've said so, I can't refuse to help you. Actually, you have two major acupoints and one minor acupoint
blocked in your martial arts. To break through, you must use an effective method to clear the blockage." As the master spoke,
his eyes stole a glance at his junior sister's chest, high and full. He recalled how, during practice, her
breasts would almost spill out when she raised her arms and bent over, and the waves of flesh when she jumped. He could imagine how heavy they would be in his palm.

"Then please, Master, help me clear the blockage, help me break through this barrier, greatly improve my martial arts, and avenge my parents as soon as possible!"
She hugged her master's hands tightly, extremely excited.

The master felt a soft, warm mass bouncing against his arm. It was his junior sister, excited, clinging to his arm,
almost pulling him close. Her full breasts bounced joyfully against his arm.

"Don't always be trapped by hatred," the master said, "learn to relax your body, otherwise your energy will stagnate. Your energy channels
are blocked because of this; two areas of resentment are already accumulating in your chest!" As he spoke, the master's hand
pressed against her full breasts.

Without giving the junior sister time to react, the master's hand was firmly on her breasts,
kneading them. A tingling sensation ran through her tender nipples, as if a resentment was indeed accumulating there.

"Oh no! Master, what are you doing?!" The junior sister's mind went blank; she didn't understand what was
happening and didn't even know what she was saying.

"What do you mean 'don't want'? Didn't you ask your master to help you? This is all for your own good." The master cupped her breasts below
, pushing them gently. The breasts seemed soft, but if you teased them, they would slap against you in waves.

"Master, no, why are you doing that to me?" The junior sister grabbed the master's hand and gestured as if she were kneading it twice
.

The master knew she didn't quite understand matters of the heart, only vaguely aware of the affairs between men and women. Instinctively, he felt it was inappropriate and tried to cover it
up, saying, "Don't you feel how heavy and stuffy it is here?"

The master pressed down hard, the fleshy mounds in his hand expanding outwards tightly, as if they were about to bounce up at any moment.

"I don't know, but it feels so strange when you touch me here. Please stop touching it, okay?" The junior sister
tried to dodge, but couldn't escape. Her breasts, however, became round and full again, and the master pressed them down once more.

"Don't mind, don't avoid seeking medical help. Let Master touch it again and see if it's treatable."

"Master, don't grab me! You're hurting me again!"

Master grabbed her again, grinning from ear to ear. This time, he didn't hold back,
simply burying his face in her breasts like a pig, inhaling her sweet, youthful scent. His greedy breathing was like a fat pig grunting and
panting for food.

"Ugh...ugh...Master, please stop..." The junior sister pushed against her master's plump head, her thin shirt soaked with sweat.
The tender buds, barely showing through, were still quite pink. The junior sister, unaware of the need to protect her breasts, hadn't yet tied up her bra, truly
a lucky break for her master, that big pig-headed man.

The junior sister pushed against her master's head, her clothes already askew from his
thrusting, revealing a mound of tender flesh, flushed pink from his large sucking. The skin of her breasts was thin as a cicada's wing, revealing the white flesh and slightly bluish veins beneath
.

The master simply nuzzled against the junior sister's fragrant lips, her small, moist, pink lips slightly upturned.
He opened his old mouth and bit down hard, devouring her lips and face in a hasty manner. "Master will help you draw out your anger,
mmm, mmm! So fragrant, a young girl is so sweet." The master opened his large mouth wide and captured the junior sister's small lips,
enveloping them in a single breath. His tongue pressed against her pearly teeth, and he greedily swallowed her saliva, sweet and fragrant.
Master parted her pearly teeth, his tongue hastily invading, hooking the tip of her soft tongue and sucking it clean in circles
.

The junior sister pushed him away forcefully, panting, "Master, no! Don't...do...me..."

Master grabbed her hand, scolding, "Master is helping you. If you don't understand, I can
let you go now! But I won't teach you martial arts anymore. Your aptitude is poor, your energy channels are blocked, what's the use of teaching you!" Master feigned
anger, staring intently at her.

"Waaah...Waaah...Master, you mustn't abandon your disciple, your disciple knows she was wrong." The junior sister clearly sensed something was
wrong, but she was inexperienced and didn't understand matters between men and women, yet she couldn't rule out that Master was doing it for her own good.

Master knew she was struggling internally; if he didn't act now, when would he? Through her clothes, Master
suddenly grasped the tender flesh of her breast, his palm kneading and rubbing it vigorously, pushing and rubbing in circles
until the full breasts filled her neckline, white and plump, alluring. With a sudden release, it bounced up sharply, tearing its bra
and hanging precariously in front of its chest.

The junior sister grabbed her master's hand, but couldn't stop his frenzied kneading. Her hands were pressed against her breasts,
as if grasping her master's hands to release the thirst within. Her nipples were hard and erect, bouncing
back after being touched, red and swollen.

"Ugh! Are they too big? It's affecting my practice!"

"Hmm, hmm, the pent-up energy in your chest is too much, it's causing it to bulge. Master is kneading like this, does it make the pent-up energy in your chest feel a
little better? Let me help you channel some more internal energy to clear the blockage." The master's hands pressed flat against the junior sister's
breasts.

"Hmm, thank you, Master, but I feel like my breasts are even bigger!" The junior sister's chest was burning hot from the touch, her nipples
standing erect. She didn't know if the pent-up emotions had been released, but she slowly craved the large hands on them. Each time her nipples
softened, a gentle press and suck from the palm would make them stand up again. A rub with the fingers sent a surge of energy through her, and
her nipples felt soft and yielding.

"Don't be afraid, Master has transformed the malevolent energy into true energy. You are now full of true energy." The master suddenly pulled her into
his arms, her breasts parting and hanging on either side.

"I will also help you open up another acupoint below, is that alright?"

"Yes, I hope Master will hurry. Hmm~" She didn't ask where the other acupoint was, only waiting for her master to help her.

"According to the pulse, the other pent-up emotion... should be here!" The master's large hand suddenly invaded her lower body,
tightly enveloping her soft hands.

"Hmm~ Really? But Master, what you're touching down there feels strange." The junior sister squinted,
asking incoherently.

"Do you feel a burning heat swirling in your dantian, unable to be released?" The master grasped and released there,
the raised fleshy mound full of elasticity; if he thrust hard, it would surely bounce away. His rough fingers pinched
the two labia below, moving them up and down, rubbing and kneading, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, occasionally gently patting. With each pat,
a spurt of fluid would squeeze out from the vagina, making the labia even more lubricated, and the rubbing even more pleasurable.

"Master! It's true, a fire is burning fiercely beneath me, my whole body is hot,
my heart is hot too, I'm in pain!" The junior sister lifted her clothes, revealing a pair of tender breasts, which were erect and proud.
She picked them up and swung them around, her nipples spraying with what seemed like fragrant sweat or milk.

The master's hands were covered in flower juice; he smelled it, a full-blown youthful fragrance. He quickly placed
her on the stone platform, his hands never stopping, afraid she might hesitate again once she regained her senses.

As the junior sister lay down, her feet naturally rested on the stone platform, her legs together.

"Do you feel a strange heat burning in your dantian?" Her master rubbed her legs with one hand while using the other to remove her
dress.

Once the dress was off, the beautiful scenery beneath her was almost completely revealed. A few sparse hairs clung
to her skin where her legs met, fine and soft, seemingly new growth.

"Master, I can't explain it, it's just a strange feeling, hmm~" The junior sister wiggled her plump
buttocks, a puddle of moisture already forming beneath them. Her wiggling seemed like a desperate attempt to escape, or perhaps a search—a search for
something to penetrate her energy center and release the heat in her dantian.

Her master forcefully spread her legs apart, forcing the junior sister's secret place between her thighs to open, ready to receive a
guest. Two snow-white, full petals squeezed together, completely enveloping the alluring honey-like opening inside. The master pressed down on both
knees, forcefully flattening it, and finally, a flower bloomed. The pistil inside summoned industrious bees to gather
nectar…

At this moment, the second senior brother, who had been hiding outside the cave, saw his master's wife rushing down the path. The second senior brother quickly
snapped his fingers, and the master rushed out of the cave in time, the two escaping in a panic.

“Master, was my method effective? Did my junior sister obediently submit?”

“You little rascal, you'll have your day! Master will enjoy the good life, and you'll enjoy the good life.”

“Thank you, Master! I know the good life, but what's the bad life?”

“You'll find out later!”

The day he got separated from his master, the second senior brother immediately turned back. His master feared his master's wife, but he didn't.

Sure enough, his master's wife was inside the cave, looking around with an unfriendly expression, while his junior sister stood there with her head down. His master's wife
hadn't found any fault and couldn't retaliate, only scolding her for not diligently practicing her skills and cleaning the courtyard.

The second senior brother stood behind his junior sister, clearly smelling the scent of her genital secretions.
The younger sister's hastily put-on clothes were revealing, she must have been in such a rush that she only wore her outer garment. Her master's wife, being in the shadows at the cave entrance
, couldn't see her. The second senior brother, looking at the younger sister from behind, saw her youthful body clearly. Her breasts had a beautiful, taut contour, her waist was slender and straight, and her buttocks were plump and full .
Her legs were like long, graceful bamboo, with lush branches and leaves . 　　"Junior sister, why are you slacking off here again, making master's wife angry?" The second senior brother stood beside the younger sister, looking down. Her full breasts were naturally perky, her skin white and smooth, her nipples pink and firm. The younger sister 　　looked at the second senior brother, wanting him to plead for her, but when she turned her head , she saw him staring at her chest. Looking down herself, she saw her pair of snow-white, tender breasts fully reflected in his eyes. Then she saw the second senior brother 's throbbing lower body. What had just happened immediately flashed before her eyes; she vaguely remembered what those things had been . 　　The second senior brother really wanted to push her down right now, pin her beneath him, and enjoy the moment. Suppressing his own desire, he whispered to his junior sister, "I just saw Master run out!" 　　The junior sister's eyes widened. The second senior brother couldn't resist secretly kneading her plump, round buttocks, then slipping some nectar into his hand. The junior sister glanced at her master's wife, not daring to resist. 　　Today, their master's wife had sent them out to find their eldest sister and senior brother, and the second senior brother felt a surge of secret joy. 　　The junior sister knew something was wrong, but fearing the second senior brother would tell their master's wife about what happened that day, she had no choice but to obey him and go out. She wanted to find her eldest sister as soon as possible, but they were getting further and further away. 　　The second senior brother pulled her along, pointing to a small house, "Come on, let's go inside and rest."

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