Romantic Hero with a Delightful Heart

(I)

The vast expanse of water, boundless and misty, dotted with sails. White clouds drift by. In the late spring moonlight, the Dongting Lake is refreshingly cool, the gentle breeze like a light

, almost imperceptible rain. The rising sun casts its golden rays, illuminating the clear water like dancing golden snakes. At this moment, a soft sound comes from the lakeside. A small boat, facing the rising sun, raises half its white sail. The receding tide and strong winds propel it across the vast lake, towards the distant Junshan Mountain, its peak just beginning to emerge.

This small boat moves swiftly across the lake, and on its bow, a young couple stands side by side. Their green and yellow robes flutter in the wind. The man wears a sword, the woman a sword at her waist, and they laugh and chatter softly. Their affection is extraordinary, like that of immortals.

After landing, they strolled along the shore, enjoying the scenery of Junshan Mountain. The man was a handsome martial arts master, renowned for his "Nine Forms of the Divine Palace," a formidable figure in West Lake. His striking good

looks and dashing demeanor captivated many beautiful women in the martial arts world. After years of wandering as a chivalrous knight, he was finally conquered by the daughter of the leader of the Hundred Flowers Gang, falling head over heels for her. The leader of the Hundred Flowers Gang, known as "Miraculous Hands Guanyin," was married to Zhuge Min, whose palms shook the heavens. Zhuge Min was a disciple of Yan Dang. Several years ago, during the Good vs. Evil Tournament, both sides suffered heavy casualties, with Zhuge Min dying from his injuries. The Hundred Flowers Gang essentially collapsed. When the original leader was critically wounded and on the verge of death, he summoned Miraculous Hands Guanyin to take over the gang's affairs. However, after her husband's death, she was disheartened and ended the gang's affairs, disbanding some members and taking Zhuge Min's orphaned daughter to live in seclusion in the deep mountains. The Hundred Flowers Gang now only has its leader and a few disciples, existing in name only.

Zhuge Yun grew up in a pampered environment, possessing unparalleled beauty. Her face was like jade, with willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and peach-like cheeks. Her skin was as white as clouds, like a fairy descended from heaven.

Her master, the Scattered Flower Saintess, was the abbot of the Yuntai Temple on Saintess Peak in the southwest. Apart from the Saintess and her nephew, there were no other people in the temple. During the Good vs. Evil Gathering, she displayed her sect's martial arts, intimidating the evil forces, and then retired from the martial world. Five years ago, she took Zhuge Yun as her disciple, and after three years, she returned home to care for her mother.

A year ago, relying on her sect's prestige and unique martial arts, she roamed the martial world as a chivalrous hero, known as the Crimson-Clad Fairy. Together with her senior sisters, the Yuntai Fairy and the White Cloud Fairy, they were known as the Three Fairies of Yuntai: their martial arts and beauty were admired by

all. Not long after her debut, she met a handsome man, Lou Nanxiang. They hit it off immediately, walked side-by-side, and within a few months, returned home to pay respects to their mothers and became husband and wife, envied by many. Now, they roamed the martial world as a pair of chivalrous heroes, and today they climbed Mount Jun.

The two were intimately chatting and laughing, their hearts and minds immersed in joy. Walking along the edge of the forest, they suddenly heard a thunderous laugh. Looking up, they recognized the voice and wondered who it belonged to. A thought struck them.

The thought had barely formed in his mind when a man emerged from the forest. He was

exceptionally tall and imposing, with a square face, large ears, and piercing, imposing eyes. His steps were steady, and he walked a good ten feet away, smiling silently at the two of them. Lou Nanxiang was startled upon seeing him. His guess was correct; they had met again today. Although the couple were not afraid of him, they knew that a hidden arrow was hard to guard against, so they had to be careful. They secretly channeled their inner strength and smiled charmingly, saying, "Great Hero Luo, it's been a long time. I wonder what brings us together?"

The newcomer was a prominent figure in the Central Plains. He appeared in the martial world the year after the Great Gathering of Good and Evil, causing a stir in the otherwise peaceful martial arts world. He was a wild and unruly man, acting capriciously and impulsively. He had done several things that shocked the world, such as storming Shaolin and Wudang, killing members of both the Heavenly and Earthly Schools. With his dangerous and profound internal energy and unpredictable actions, he roamed the martial world. Both the righteous and the evil were afraid of him and called him Luo Feng, the Yin-Yang Palm. No one knew his lineage or origins. He spoke boldly and had the air of a great man, and his actions were mysterious. Floating and uncertain, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden.

Zhuge Yun, newly entered the martial world, was once besieged by the Eight Eccentrics of Zhongtiao. Exhausted and on the verge of capture, she was rescued by a passing by. She bravely stepped forward, and within a few exchanges, he killed her with his bare hands, his methods ruthless, leaving no one alive. He treated her well and pursued her diligently, but she, disgusted by his cruelty, left without saying goodbye.

Today, they meet again on a narrow path, their fate unknown. Luo Feng fell in love with her at first sight, and left without saying goodbye that day. Unable to follow her due to other matters, he later learned of her marriage and was furious, making many inquiries to find out more.

Lou Nanxiang, unaware that his wife was trained by him, had a misconception. Their meeting today was a coincidence, with no enmity between them, only a contest of martial arts prowess. Zhuge Yun, also unaware of her impending death, wanted to greet him, but fearing he might become entangled and her husband would become suspicious, she pretended not to recognize him.

Luo Feng had been a wanderer in the martial world for seven or eight years, acting recklessly alongside her. Now, seeing the steamed bun she had taken, he was determined to kill her. Seeing her coldness towards him followed by her affectionate gesture, his killing intent was already aroused . He was determined not to let her leave alive. Before he finished speaking,

he struck with both palms, shouting, "Give me your life!" With a loud "bang," accompanied by a sharp, chilling sound, she was sent flying and immediately fell to the ground.

Zhuge Yun rushed to her aid, but it was too late; her husband was already dead. Her mind was filled with grief and despair. With all her might, she slammed

her fist into his chest, crying out, "You villain, I'll fight you to the death!" Luo Feng's palm strike had removed the obstacle, and he felt much more confident. He had no fear of her attack. He reached out and, using a grappling technique, pinched her pulse point with two fingers and struck her pressure point with his right hand, pulling her into his arms. With a satisfied laugh, he spread his body and, using a technique of unparalleled speed, disappeared into the forest.

When Zhuge Yun awoke, she found herself indoors. Four large candles burned brightly around the room, illuminating the space. The bed, long and open on all sides, could normally accommodate seven or eight people, but now several were engaged in revelry, their desires boundless.

Three women lay naked on the bed, all in their early twenties. Their pink buttocks and snowy thighs were alluring, and their sheep-like bodies trembled slightly. Their vulvas and groin were covered in fluids. They lay exhausted, their beautiful faces flushed with desire and happiness, resting with their eyes closed.

On the edge of the bed, a naked man with a muscular and robust physique was on top of a naked woman, engaging in lewd acts. His large, hairy hands kneaded and caressed her plump buttocks, thighs, waist, and breasts, while his mouth sniffed and kissed her delicate face. He thrust and pumped with his powerful waist, moving freely and wantonly.

The woman beneath him moaned softly, her limbs tightly wrapped around him, desperately arching and swaying her body to receive his advances. With a rapid and powerful assault, all that could be heard was her lewd moans and cries: "Master! Are you comfortable? Ah! I can't take it anymore... yours..."

"Good boy! It's still early! Those sluts have all had their fun, but I haven't had my fill yet. Hurry up and show me your skills: make me feel good too."

Seeing this, Zhuge Yun was both ashamed and angry, wishing she could kill him with a single blow, but because her body was naked and her hands and feet were spread apart and tied up, it was difficult to escape. She had the will but not the strength, and she tightly closed her eyes, unwilling to see his lewd appearance. She

couldn't see but heard his voice, and his lewd moans and lewd expressions assaulted her heart. She recalled her married life, how every time she sought pleasure she felt full of joy, but it seemed that she hadn't been able to resolve her sexual needs. Just as she reached the point of pleasure, he had already ejaculated. The young girl had tasted the pleasure and was already happy enough, let alone understanding the feelings involved.

Today, hearing his joyful words, it was as if there was even greater ecstasy within the joy. It was impossible not to hear, which only increased her hatred. With her husband dead, she didn't know how she would live in the future. Her eyes were half open and half closed. Gazing at her alluring figure, he finally finished. After a brief rest, he rose, "Hai!" His entire body brimming with energy, his penis thick and long, its red-tipped shaft trembling, about seven or eight inches long and as thick as a wine cup, twice as long as hers. His rugged, majestic aura and posture were captivating. A smug smile played on his lips as he slowly approached. He didn't wipe away the semen from his penis and between his legs. He sensed something was amiss; his fate was already tragically miserable—husband dead, virginity lost, resentment unresolved, only resignation to destiny.

Luo Feng already knew she was awake; he had simply lowered his head and closed his eyes, feigning unconsciousness. His earlier pleasure was for her to see, to arouse her sexual awareness and skill, to ignite her desire and achieve his goal of consent.

Approaching her, he cupped her breasts in his hand, gazing at her. Though lacking the sensuality of a mature woman, her allure was different, equally captivating, especially since he had already admired her.

Her hair was jet black and flowing over her shoulders; her face was fair with a rosy glow; she had a delicate nose and small mouth; her large, tightly closed eyes held a hint of resentment; her muscles were smooth and white, radiating a faint fragrance; her body was soft and supple, full and firm, with high, firm breasts, a slender waist, and a rounded belly; sparse, dark pubic hair covered her alluring vulva, revealing her labia, a striking contrast of red, black, and white; her legs were long and shapely, perfectly proportioned, beautiful in every way, captivating to behold, soft and smooth to the touch, irresistibly alluring, truly a rare beauty.

Luo Feng was captivated by her, his soul nearly leaving his body, his lust flaring, and he embraced her, kissing her passionately.

Zhuge Yun, harassed by him, glared angrily, twisting her body violently and cursing incessantly: "Demon! Lustful devil! You will die a horrible death, one day you will surely suffer a terrible fate, I hate you to death, let me go, or I will scream!"

Luo Feng, hearing this, laughed wildly, one hand holding her slender waist, pressing his penis against her vaginal opening, the other hand kneading her breasts, looking at her ashamed and angry face, he said: "Baby, regardless of how you treat me, I have decided to love you. Even if you scream, no one will come to save you. No one in the world has such a huge penis that can satisfy a woman. You will taste its pleasure." "At that time, I'm afraid you wouldn't want to leave. Listen to me, don't think about that dead man, let's live a sweet life..."

He was halfway through his sentence when the alarm suddenly rang. Because of his ruthless killings—regardless of right or wrong, anyone who crossed his path was never spared—the leaders of the Shaolin, Wudang, Huashan, and Hengshan sects united to eliminate him. They were initially unable to track him down, but his kidnapping of Zhuge Yun made him too conspicuous, attracting the attention of the Hengshan disciples. They notified his master while simultaneously pursuing him, only to discover he was hiding in Nanyue.

Upon learning the news, the various sects united their elites and followed him, surrounding his residence on all sides. Only then did the Shaolin supervisor openly challenge him.

This place was his resting place. He usually traveled the martial world alone, never having a partner. Here, only four women and two servants remained. Because of his unusual nature, he never took advantage of women, requiring their consent. Both women fell deeply in love with him after their encounters, but this was the first time in ten years that he had approached Zhuge Yun.

After the alarm was raised, the women hurriedly dressed. He dressed first, then pressed acupoints to numb their nerves, and dressed her as well. He carried her on his back, gathered his valuables, and wrapped them around his waist. He said to them, "A powerful enemy is coming. Everyone, fight your way out.

Go your separate ways, and we'll meet again if fate allows." The women knew that as long as they put up a little resistance and dispersed the enemy, they could escape with their own strength. The newcomer did not harbor deep hatred for them, and their lives were not in danger. They rushed out of the secret passage, defended themselves from all sides, and silently attacked the enemy. He seized the opportunity to break through the encirclement alone in the darkness and fled in disarray.

When the leader learned that he had fled southwest, he hurriedly ordered an attack to be launched to the southwest to prevent his escape. Members of various sects pursued him to the west.

Luo Feng was highly skilled in martial arts, possessed superhuman agility, and was familiar with the terrain. Finally, the pursuers lost sight of him and fled to his hometown in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

For over ten days, they traveled by day and night, enduring countless hardships. Throughout the journey, he cherished Zhuge Yun dearly, taking meticulous care of her needs for food, sleep, and rest. However, their escape through desolate mountains and forests was fraught with danger; their clothes were torn, and they remained in a state of constant fear until they finally reached the edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains, where they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhuge Yun tried to escape every time, but had no chance. He kept a close watch on her, carrying her on his back, sitting on her back, and even pressing acupoints on her while she lay down. She was weak and powerless, enduring his advances, even his bodily functions. He personally attended to her every need, even her bodily functions. He endured extreme grief and resentment, but seeing her tireless efforts to escape and hide, he was moved by her love. In this state of love and resentment, he silently carried her on his back during their escape. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have had to go through all this. With her strength and wit, he could have easily turned the tables and fought back; the outcome was uncertain. This shows the depth of his love. He risked everything for her, enduring countless hardships.

Deep in the mountains, they stopped at the mouth of a secluded valley. He released her pressure points, helped her stand side by side, and gazed at the verdant spring mountains and clear waters, the towering waterfall, the deep blue sky, the emerald green water, the majestic peaks, and the cascading water rushing down to a pool below, its water cool and clear. Short, lush green grass accentuated the secluded valley. The serene and pleasant atmosphere refreshed both body and mind, dispelling all worldly thoughts.

Although Zhuge Yun's pressure points had been released, she hadn't fully recovered after many days of acupressure, feeling weak and sore. She leaned against him. Luo Feng, having been away for over ten years, felt a surge of nostalgia upon returning. After a short rest, he led her to the water's edge, removed their outer and inner garments, and, embracing her delicate body, submerged her in the water to wash away the impurities.

Then, the two lay naked on the soft grass, gazing at the evening scenery, savoring the mountain's spiritual essence, their bodies soothed, each lost in thought and fantasy.

Exhausted, Luo Feng rolled over and embraced her naked body, kissing her passionately and caressing her smooth, jade-like skin. His penis pressed against the entrance of her vagina, rubbing against her clitoris.

Zhuge Yun knew she was powerless to resist. If she had been given her freedom earlier, although she was powerless to refuse, she could have committed suicide. For half a month, she had been moved by his passion, feeling himself in his strong embrace every day, feeling his rough and unrestrained caresses, sinking into another mysterious realm, arousing her innate lust. If she refused, she would not let go; if she did not refuse, she would have no reason to express her feelings. Her mood was extremely contradictory, chaotic, and lost. Now, with his familiar and gentle caresses, strange thoughts arose.

Her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were watery and alluring, her body was like fire, her blood was churning, her heart was pounding, she felt numb, sore, and itchy, and she trembled incessantly, moaning weakly.

Luo Feng gradually sensed her arousal and became even more gentle and considerate, lightly kissing his beloved, gently grasping and kneading her full breasts, carefully rubbing her clitoris, and slowly pushing it in.

At this moment, spring was in her eyes, desire was raging, and lustful fluids flowed freely. Forgetting her blood feud, she twisted shyly, seemingly welcoming yet resisting, moaning softly.

His penis was warm against her vagina, emanating waves of heat and her fragrance, making her feel lightheaded. He thrust forcefully, his massive penis penetrating her.

"Ah!" She gritted her teeth in pain,

offering only slight resistance. He paused briefly, then thrust his penis in powerfully, reaching her very core, with more than two inches remaining. He embraced her delicate body, gently comforting her, whispering, "My love, my dear sister, the pain is only temporary, but pleasure will come soon. Bear with it, I will love you forever. I will sacrifice my reputation and everything to win your love."

Zhuge Yun wept bitterly. Her heart pounded with pain, her body trembled, her expression dazed. His sweet words, passionate voice, and tender affection soothed and comforted her pain and fear. She wrapped her arms around his strong back, panting softly, "Brother, be gentle, it hurts so much! I... I've never experienced anything so large before. You love me, please be gentle with me, don't make me suffer."

"Sister, my dear Yunmei, don't worry. Although I appear rough and fierce to others, I love you dearly. I will never let you suffer the slightest grievance, but the first time is unavoidable. Later, I will let you experience the ultimate pleasure, and from then on, your happiness will be my happiness."

"Brother Feng, I am not lewd or disregard my husband's fate. I am truly moved by your deep love and affection. I hope you can be more understanding. I belong to you now; just don't betray me."

"Yunmei, as long as you trust me, I will listen to you. My feelings for you are not just lust, but love!"

Sweet words, tender affection, and heartfelt confessions gradually eased the pain.

A tingling sensation spread throughout her body, an intense itch filled her heart, and her desire burned fiercely. Unable to bear it any longer, she swayed gently, slightly arching her vulva, her legs encircling her waist.

Seeing her brows relaxed and smiling, her body trembling, and her penis inserted into her vulva, it felt both comfortable and pleasurable, yet the heat was unbearable, requiring

gentle, slow thrusting. The surroundings were quiet and deserted, the soft grassy field was deserted, and the two sat in the open, pursuing pleasure, their movements shifting from slow and gentle to fast and urgent, without any restraint. They indulged their desires and sought pleasure at will.

Her strong and powerful penis felt exceptionally comfortable inside her, her breasts rubbing against her body with a tingling sensation, her lust rising greatly. She swayed her slender waist and wiggled her full hips, her vulva rising, clamping, turning, and spinning incessantly, receiving and turning, doing everything she could.

Under Luo Feng's seductive and wanton demeanor, he gently caressed and stroked her, thrusting his large penis into her vagina, displaying his sexual skills to the fullest to bring her pleasure.

Although this was not Zhuge Yun's first time experiencing pleasure, under his tender care, she fully enjoyed the experience, experiencing waves of joy, becoming almost mad with ecstasy, her soul drifting away, moaning softly.

"Brother Feng, I love you! I've tasted true happiness today! Hurry up and work harder! I'm so happy I feel like I'm ascending to heaven! Are you happy too?! Sigh! I hate you for not forcing me when we first met, letting me have my way, while that damned guy got to enjoy himself for a whole year! Mmm! Mmm! I'm so happy! This is heaven! You're so skilled, I... I'm... Hmph! Hurry up and pound harder! Don't hold back, give me your love, I really need to pound hard! Mmm, I'm such a slutty and wanton woman, brother, pound me to death! I hate you, I love you, you... you..."

One was eagerly pleasing her, the other was full of tenderness. The love between the man and woman, working together, reached the pinnacle of love, the mysteries of desire, truly understanding the joy of pleasure.

Although she tried her best to flatter, it was her first time experiencing this, and she lost a lot of her semen. Exhausted, she fainted in the midst of pleasure, panting softly, motionless.

Though he had experienced many hardships, he had never seen anyone as wanton as her. Her beautiful, delicate body and skillful hands brought him immense pleasure. He lay on her soft, jade-like body, observing her alluring demeanor and reflecting on the recent sensations—comfortable and pleasurable.

Seeing her lost in ecstasy, he felt that this thorny flower would forever be his. He gently caressed her tender muscles, his penis penetrating her core, kneading and rubbing.

After a while, he awoke, looked at her face, and kissed her face, moaning with delight as he leaned against her, enjoying the strange skill his large penis provided and experiencing its pleasure.

Gradually, desire arose again. He embraced her strong back, wrapped his arms around her waist, and her jade-like buttocks moved with him, exceptionally alluring. His fragrant tongue touched her face, and his seductive eyes provocatively met her gaze.

He then learned of her complete submission, and unleashed his full power, thrusting, pounding, and penetrating her vagina with most of his penis inside. Sometimes

his movements were swift and powerful, sometimes they were like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves, sometimes like grinding against the entrance, satisfyingly enticing her, letting her experience every pleasure and pain, driving her to madness, immersing her in joy. She gently comforted him, or swiftly and fiercely thrust in and out, playing with him until he was numb and ecstatic, wildly happy; his bones were weak and his spirit was floating, his lust was endless, and his vaginal fluids flowed incessantly, arousing his innate seductive nature, wildly seeking pleasure, his soft cries and moans changing the world.

Luo Feng's long-cherished wish was fulfilled, enjoying the sweet warmth, and finally, under her seductive and fierce state, he comfortably ejaculated, his drops sealing her flower core, flowing out in pleasure.

Both were satisfied, their desires quelled, they gained pleasure, and embraced each other, relaxing and immersed in a blissful state, quietly reminiscing and looking forward to the future.

The cool night air seeped in, finally bringing the flames of passion to life. They gazed at each other, kissing passionately and tenderly. They lazily rose, swaying to the tree, and embraced, whispering sweet nothings.

He admired her luscious, red lips, brimming with youthful fire, her petite and exquisite body, touching her in every way, savoring her beauty, caressing her endlessly.

She gazed at his large face and ears, stroking his strong physique, nestled against him, intoxicated by his robust presence, captivated by his thick, long penis, loving its rough yet tender nature.

Passion and desire swelled within them; the pleasure-seekers knew nothing but the desire for satisfaction. Luo Feng held her slender waist, guiding her vagina to his erect penis, slowly inserting it, then sucking on her breasts and caressing her full buttocks.

The two resumed their revelry, opening and closing with ease, sometimes locking, sometimes swallowing, twisting their waists and swaying their hips, perfectly in sync, oblivious to the time, sitting in the open, each in their own posture, indulging in their desires, their love entwined, rolling on the grass, clinging tightly, giving their all, enjoying the pleasures of their nature.

The love grew stronger, the affection deeper, their true love would never be separated, the man was full of energy, the woman was seductive to the bone, sucking, licking, swallowing, spitting, caressing, touching, pinching, kneading, rubbing, embracing her, sweet as honey, sitting on her vulva, their positions ever-changing, their lustful fluids flowing like mountain streams, exceptionally lubricating, their bodies covered in fragrant sweat, moaning and groaning, his hard penis pounding until she was weak and exhausted, her vulva red and heavy, until dawn, when she finally drifted off to sleep.

As the sun rose, he awoke slowly, feeling refreshed both physically and mentally. She, however, was aching from exertion, her bones and muscles aching from the exertion. They rose and went to the water to wash away the mud and grime, ate a little, and then went into the forest to clean and tidy up his former tree dwelling, preparing for their long-term residence. After

more than half a month of passionate intimacy, their resentment had long been forgotten, and they had become a pair of delighted lovers, seeking pleasure day and night. Although Zhuge Yun felt joy, she found it too much for her extraordinary abilities. Unable to find a replacement in the deep mountains, she could only grit her teeth and endure the fatigue, yielding to his every whim.

One afternoon, Luo Feng woke first from his nap. Looking at the beauty in his arms, he found her beautiful in every way. Her soft, jade-like body was like a lamb, nestled and still. Her passion during pleasure was fiery and intense, like a snake coiling endlessly. With a joyful smile on her face, he lay quietly, not wanting to wake her, and gently got up to take a bath in the mountain spring.

Emerging from the woods, I heard a soft singing voice drifting from the spring. The voice was beautiful and melodious, like that of a woman, but who would come from deep in the mountains? It must be a martial arts expert. I lightly leaped behind a rock beside the pool to get a better look. It turned out to be a beautiful young girl, naked and playing in the water.

I was captivated by her. Her skin was fair and tender, her breasts were high and firm, and her face was like that of a charming lady. She was humming a mountain song, and especially noticeable was the patch of dark pubic hair between her legs—it was probably still untouched.

He burst into laughter and leaped to the edge of the pool. His eyes met the woman in the water, startled by the laughter. She saw a naked, muscular man standing by the pool, laughing at her, especially his groin—a thick, red-headed penis that trembled with his laughter. She blushed crimson with shame, her heart pounding with fear. She clutched her chest, covering her breasts, and screamed. She closed her eyes and crouched in the water, unable to escape, her heart pounding.

She shouted, "Demon, get out of here, or this fairy will fight you to the death!" Luo Feng, seeing her disheveled state, was very pleased. He was about to jump in and pull the mermaid away when he heard a voice behind him: "Brother Feng, no! That's my senior sister!"

He had to stop. The voice in the water sounded familiar. Opening his eyes, he saw another naked woman—his junior sister, Yun. He was astonished. How could his junior sister be with this wild man without even wearing clothes, and calling each other so intimately? Where was Lou Nanxiang, who had recently married her? He was both ashamed and anxious.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhuge Yun whispered a few words in Luo Feng's ear. He turned and left without a word. Only after they disappeared from sight did she wade into the water to her side and say, "Junior Sister, why are you here, bathing without any concern?"

Fairy Bai Xue looked at her junior sister with her shoulders open and said shyly, "I was ordered to come with Senior Sister to gather herbs. After we parted, we finished gathering the herbs and came here. The water was clear and there was no one around, so I dared to bathe. Although I knew this would happen, why didn't you wear clothes and come here? Where is my brother-in-law? Who is this person?"

"Senior Sister, get up quickly, I'll tell you later."

The two of them got out of the water and hurriedly dressed. They were still naked. They went back to the house, put away the herbs, and prepared dinner. Luo Feng did not show up. After the two sisters finished eating, they went back to the bedroom and slept together.

Zhuge Yun did not talk about the past, but only talked about Luo Feng's character, martial arts, and bedroom skills. She talked about the pleasures of the bedroom, touching and teasing his body with her hands and removing his clothes, embracing him naked.

Bai Xue was about ten years older than her and rarely interacted with men. Her feelings for a boyfriend were even more uncertain. Although she hadn't become a nun, she had already lived a life of seclusion. Today, a naked man was exposed before her, and her junior sister had described the pleasures of it, even demonstrating with her hands and feet. She felt impressed by his imposing and virile nature, finding him truly admirable. Her heart pounded, but she could only feel envy. She lay still with her eyes closed.

Zhuge Yun knew that Bai Xue's heart was stirred and her desires aroused. With a little more seduction, she could hook him and satisfy Feng Ge. Seeing that she remained still with her eyes closed, she made a move.

Having received her advice during the day, Luo Feng deliberately avoided her, observing the room from outside the door by lamplight. Seeing her beckon, he tiptoed into the room, walked to the bedside, and whispered, "Yunmei, is she asleep? I want you!"

"Hmm, she's asleep, but be gentle. Use the 'indirect fire' technique, don't wake her. She can only comfort you a little. Have more fun tomorrow after she leaves!"

He also lay on his side on the bed, pressed close to her back, and reached out to grasp her breasts. Her breasts pressed tightly together, her vagina tightly closed. He held her two jade orbs, his penis extending from behind between her two openings, the three of them essentially joined together.

Bai Xue had intended to pretend to be asleep, wanting him to have sex so she could experience pleasure. But his large hands grasped and caressed her breasts, sending shivers down her spine, his penis rubbing against her labia. Waves of heat spread throughout her body, a kind of indescribable comfort and pleasure, yet also a tingling sensation, her heart pounding, her blood boiling, an intense itching spreading throughout her body, causing her to tremble naturally. She wanted to refuse, yet couldn't.

Seeing that she didn't resist, Luo Feng felt emboldened and began to caress her freely. Her naked body, snow-white and tender skin, round and smooth flesh, firm nipples, and high, fragrant buttocks were all exposed. His large penis thrust in and rubbed against her, truly arousing his fantasies. Amidst the fragrant grass, his desire intensified.

A surge of lust suddenly rose within him.

Seeing her writhing restlessly and moaning softly, Zhuge Yun knew it was time. She turned slightly, making room for him.

He quickly moved closer, embracing her tightly, covering her lips with his, pressing her beneath him, shifting her naked body to make her lie flat, his penis rapidly rotating, rubbing against her clitoris, giving her no chance to breathe.

She was now completely confused, driven by curiosity and lust, abandoning all resistance and letting him do as he pleased.

Unexpectedly, Luo Feng was blessed with unexpected pleasure. With a slight effort, his penis entered her, though not fully inside, it was already within her warm, tight vagina.

"Ah! It hurts so much!"

he whispered, gently kissing her snow-white face, kneading her firm breasts, and then stopping, saying, "Good sister, bear with it. Pain is the first hurdle a woman must overcome. It will be better soon, then there will only be pleasure, no pain."

Zhuge Yun also whispered comforting words, explaining the taste of hardship before pleasure, the way to enjoy life, how to deal with her advances, and various positions.

At this moment, the pain had disappeared, and her desire reignited. She moved automatically, her penis naturally hardening, thrusting deep into her jade gate, sometimes tight, sometimes loose, arousing a tingling sensation.

Luo Feng's mesmerizing eyes smelled the fragrant scent emanating from her, and felt the warm liquid, making his glans feel wonderfully hot.

Finally, she experienced the pleasure, moaning joyfully, smiling contentedly, and collapsing onto the bed.

At this time, he took turns playing with the two delicate flowers, repeatedly indulging in lewd pleasure. After a night of passionate and unrestrained debauchery in the wilderness, all three of them achieved a high degree of satisfaction. They embraced each other tightly, with sweet smiles on their faces, and fell asleep at the crowing of the rooster.

(II)

The happy and blissful days brought a youthful and mysterious joy to the tranquil mountains and forests. It became another world, and the valley became a paradise.

He only knew how to seek pleasure every day, but he did not know what was happening outside the mountains. He seduced two pure and innocent women into becoming wanton women and promiscuous women. They thought about lust all day long. Based on their master's knowledge of the properties of medicine, they searched the mountains for aphrodisiacs and drugs to increase their lustful power. They provided him with many drugs that were used to obtain virtuous women and wanton women for his own experimentation. In order to make him happy in the future, he would not encounter any difficulties in playing with any woman he wanted. They flattered him to the extreme.

Months had passed, and Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching. Luo Feng had traveled over a hundred miles in search of medicine. While observing from a mountaintop, he suddenly heard a sharp cry and the sound of rocks colliding. He found it very strange; where could human voices and sounds of fighting come from in the deep mountains? He leaped towards the source of the sound, turned the mountaintop, and found himself in a deep valley. There, he saw a white figure fiercely fighting a rare peach blossom dragon. On a barren mound of earth, a dark figure lay on the ground. Upon closer inspection, he saw the white figure gradually slowing down. It turned out that the white figure was poisoned, but was relying on its profound internal energy to support itself, fiercely attacking the dragon's vital spot. He realized that the white figure was a woman. A thought struck him, and he quickly leaped to the scene of the fierce battle. Just then, the woman was exhausted. She was swept away by the dragon's sweeping attack, leaping more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters) before finally collapsing.

Luo Feng quickly gathered his inner strength, channeled his power into his arms, and thrust his palms forward, using all his strength to unleash the power of Yin and Yang, striking the dragon's head. With a "bang," the dragon was knocked back several feet. Then, using his unique hidden weapon, the Yin Electric Flamethrower, he fired three Yin Phosphorus Bullets at the dragon's vital spot. After several explosions, the bullets burst open and burned, inflicting a fatal wound. The dragon's flesh was torn apart, and a bloody hole the size of a basin appeared on its head and neck, from which blood flowed like a fountain. Although the dragon was near death, it was still full of energy and moved blindly, its massive tail sweeping and flying through the valley, rocks, and forests with astonishing force. He quickly lifted the white-clad woman and carried her away to safety.

The woman in white collapsed to the ground, rescued from danger. Her powerful palm strikes had sent the giant dragon flying, demonstrating her exceptional martial arts skills. Without a doubt, she was a senior, extraordinary individual. However, she turned out to be a robust man in his thirties, much to his astonishment. He could have easily defeated the dragon with his own skills, but the two hadn't anticipated the evil creature lurking within the valley. When they approached, the creature spewed poisonous gas, injuring them. The woman in black collapsed at that moment. Because of her profound skill, she had immediately stopped inhaling the poisonous gas with her internal energy. Her companion sealed the woman in black's vital points and drew her sword, luring the creature away. Ultimately, the shockwave exhausted her, and she collapsed.

After being rescued, she used her internal energy to stop the poison from entering her heart. Upon closer inspection of the man who had rescued her, she realized he was unfamiliar, with a rugged, strong physique and regular features, but no one else was known to her.

Luo Feng had rescued her earlier. Intuitively, I wondered who the two women were. Now, observing them closely, I noticed the woman lying upright on the ground. The woman in black had slightly dark skin, but it couldn't conceal her beauty. Her body was delicate and graceful; she was truly a born beauty. She possessed a

unique charm, a beauty hidden beneath the darkness. The woman in white was now sitting cross-legged on the ground. Her beautiful hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her appearance was captivating, like a willow dancing in the east wind. Her face was like jade, her features radiant, her eyebrows delicate as spring mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, her lips like cherries, her teeth like rows of pearly white teeth, and a joyful smile playing at the corners of her mouth. Her bright eyes shimmered with a gentle light; she was truly a rare beauty, seemingly even younger than the woman in black.

In fact, the woman in black was twenty-nine years old, younger than her, who was already thirty-four or thirty-five. Her internal strength was profound. The two were master and niece. The woman in white was from Saintess Peak, currently presiding over the Scattering Flowers Saintess. The woman in cloud robes was her senior sister, the Plum Blossom Saintess, a highly accomplished disciple and now the sect leader's disciple, the Cloud Terrace Fairy. Because her fellow disciples were gathering herbs in the Ten Thousand Mountains, she returned to report, but her junior sister had not returned.

That's why they came to inquire about her whereabouts, only to suffer this undeserved misfortune. Luo Feng instinctively felt the woman should be saved, never expecting the two women to be so beautiful and charming. Now, knowing the woman's extraordinary skill and solemn expression, he realized he couldn't bring himself to harm her. He could use the two Peach Blossom Dragon Qi injuries to remove the poison, but without treating the Peach Blossom Seductive Qi, he feared these swan meat wouldn't willingly throw themselves into his arms for his pleasure. Therefore, he first fed them two antidote pills.

He then used his internal energy to expel the poisonous gas, pressed the Black Sweet Acupoint, and pulled the two of them away from the valley. He then went to a cave across the mountain, released the acupoints, and quietly waited for their reaction upon waking.

After the Flower-Scattering Saintess awoke, she first glanced at him, then at her master and nephew. Seeing that he was awake but still unable to move, if his internal energy cultivation was severely affected by the poison, she would first express her gratitude to him, then close her eyes and begin her internal energy cultivation to dispel her fatigue. It would have been better if she hadn't used her internal energy; this internal energy cultivation caused the hidden lustful energy to circulate and penetrate deep into her blood, transforming her decades of arduous cultivation into a lustful woman.

Gradually, her body changed; her blood surged, her whole body heated up, her breasts swelled, and she felt a tingling, itchy sensation throughout her body, an unbearable itch that made her heart ache. A blush appeared on her face, a vibrant and beautiful blush, her eyes overflowing with lust. Overwhelmed by lust, she was completely at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Luo Feng knew it was time. He gently approached her, tenderly comforting her, and whispered, "Heroine, how are you? Is something bothering you?"

"Mmm...uh...uh..." she murmured shyly and uneasily.

He deliberately reached out to touch her forehead and sat beside her, as if examining her for any ailments. The Holy Maiden was already overcome with lust and desperately needed the caresses of a man, but she couldn't show it in front of strangers. She suppressed it with her internal energy, and now he placed his hand on her forehead. As she inhaled the man's breath, her heart trembled and her spirit stirred. A warm current flowed from his hand, coursing through her entire body, arousing lustful thoughts.

Her guard was shattered, and a surging tide of desire immediately surged forth, unstoppable, and she was about to collapse limply. Luo Feng reached out and supported her waist, pulling her into his arms. He loosened her clothes, revealing her nakedness in an instant. She was truly a captivating woman, mesmerizing in every way. He was mesmerized and stared at her, mesmerized.

She was completely naked, her breasts soft and smooth, high and firm. Beneath the two purple nipples and her round belly, between her breasts, a lush, alluring patch of grass covered her enchanting, mystical realm, all vividly presented before him. She smiled seductively at him, her full, smooth body undulating like a twisted candy, pressed tightly against him.

At this moment, his blood boiled, a surge of heat coursing through his genitals, and his manhood suddenly stiffened like a flagpole.

The Scattering Flower Saintess was not too young, but had established a good reputation for kindness in the martial world. As a young girl, she was known as the Scattering Flower Fairy. After taking over her sect, she was respectfully addressed as Saintess by all. Despite over thirty years of internal energy cultivation, she could not suppress and expel the dragon poison, demonstrating its severity, which drove her to seek solace in the company of men.

Now, her mind was filled only with desire; all traces of morality, dignity, and shame had vanished. Seeing the thick, long penis, she hastily reached out and grasped it tightly, playing with it up and down.

Luo Feng quickly embraced her, showering her with kisses like raindrops. Their lips met, a passionate kiss, sucking, licking, and holding, their limbs still tightly entwined.

This stunning beauty, long possessing a seductive and wanton nature, her pent-up passion suddenly ignited beyond control. That alluring charm—she was lucky to have met Luo Feng today; otherwise, she wouldn't know how to handle it afterward, because ordinary people couldn't satisfy her; only someone like him could subdue her.

He had always lived a bold and unrestrained life. His passionate kisses, forceful kneading, caressing, and gripping of her body sent a shiver of pleasure through her. She

had longed for pleasure from the opposite sex since her youth, never imagining such joy could be found in this lifetime. Suddenly receiving it filled her with ecstatic elation, an excitement that drove her to offer her all her passion.

Luo Feng felt it was time. He pressed his large glans against her entrance, gently rubbing it, while his mouth took her breast and suckled.

She felt a deep, comforting sensation from his penis, and the suckling brought a pleasant, yet strangely itchy feeling. She trembled slightly, moaning softly.

Using the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, he penetrated her, the walls gradually tearing until he reached her hymen. With a little force, he broke through, reaching her core, blood and semen flowing out.

She endured the excruciating pain and the throbbing soreness of her pelvis, finally completing the initial work and enjoying the pleasure.

It is evident that every woman is born with a need for comfort from the opposite sex; this is the unchanging principle of Yin and Yang in the universe. The founder of this sect initially focused on the practice of "yin-yang cultivation" (a form of sexual cultivation). However, during the time of the Great Ancestor, the sect unintentionally obtained the "Mysterious Woman Scripture" and studied it for decades before abandoning the practice and adopting the "Mysterious Yin" method as its core principle. However, successive sect leaders, while aware of the secrets of "yin-yang cultivation," never used them. Sanhua entered the sect, deeply mastering the core principles. Her diligent practice and natural talent made her the most outstanding talent of all time, possessing profound skill. She was born with a seductive nature. Due to limited contact with the opposite sex and the influence of a wise teacher from a young age, her skill improved, making her previously calm and composed. Now, the Peach Blossom Dragon's lustful poison ignited a fiery passion within her, unleashing all the hidden desires she knew.

Luo Feng had seen many women, but never one as alluring and beautiful as her. Her fiery passion and unrestrained desire were on full display as he and Fen ignited their lust, thrusting wildly and forcefully, like a storm.

The two fought like tigers, their battle raging fiercely, shaking the heavens and earth. Her breasts were being roughly kneaded, leaving her breathless, a mix of sweet, sour, numb, and painful sensations coursing through her body. Her eyes darted about, her voice filled with wanton moans, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She rubbed her trembling breasts against his chest, her waist swaying wildly, her vulva rising sharply, her legs opening and closing repeatedly. Her large, plump buttocks swayed and danced, spinning in perfect harmony with his fierce attacks.

He gazed at her wanton face, kissed her alluring red lips, and held her tightly in one arm. He thrust his thick, long penis into her enchanting hole, releasing his lust, enjoying her wanton and wanton movements, gazing at her radiant beauty, indulging in endless, unrestrained pleasure.

They had reached their climax, their pleasure bordering on madness, as if in a trance, their sweat, their fluids, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they relentlessly thrust. Finally reaching the peak of pleasure, their semen mingled, and they rested blissfully, eyes closed in contemplation.

Luo Feng recalled her wanton and seductive movements, her fiery passion, the pleasurable sensation of his penis gripping her, her captivating beauty dazzling his eyes, his heart melting, his soul soaring, a blissful ecstasy, a taste he had never experienced before. The Flower-

Scattering Saintess, having already united their semen, felt her seductive energy dissipate, her body floating, her mind wandering in the void. Thinking back to the blissful state, she felt both ashamed and delighted. This lovely woman had given her an unforgettable dream, so comfortable and pleasurable. How could she have been so wanton, so naked and unrestrained?

His large, rough hands were soothing to the touch; his thick, fleshy penis was incredibly pleasurable; his captivating eyes pierced my heart, stirring my soul. It felt so good then, and I unconsciously clung to him, whispering, "My darling… I… thirty years of chastity, all gone in a single day for you! Alas! What a terrible injustice!" "

Good sister, to be honest, you are too beautiful. I couldn't resist. Besides, the lustful poison I've been afflicted with can only be cured through sexual intercourse. I had no choice." "

Hmm! You make it sound so nice. Everyone knows you're a murderer, a fugitive you disappeared months ago, and now you're a lecherous demon. My life is now in your hands."

"Darling, although I shouldn't have seduce you when you were defenseless, your lustful energy just now made you want to devour me whole."

"Ah! You heartless bastard! I gave you my whole heart and soul, and you call me lewd!"

"Fine, then I'll leave you alone, so you can keep your integrity."

"You dare!"

"Oh, you're so hard to please. When we play, you say I'm oppressive, but leaving isn't good either."

"Hmph! Now that I've given myself to you, you have to listen to me."

She hugged him tightly, as if afraid he would run away, and offered her her fragrant tongue. Knowing her coquettishness, he deliberately teased her, wiping away her sweat with his clothes, and gently kissed her, embracing her tenderly with her delicate tongue in his mouth.

"Sister! You're like a blazing fire, almost melting me. Your seductive allure intoxicates me."

"Mmm! Your fierceness, combined with your thick member, has driven me mad, leaving me bewildered, and filled with a blissful ecstasy. Feng, I love you, you are truly my darling. I hope you will never abandon me, that we can be together forever, enjoying the ultimate bliss."

She stroked his face, gazing at him. His long, slender legs stretched out like two long swords, and his perfectly sized mouth revealed a subtle smile. Sweat beaded on his beard and forehead. His thick arms held her tightly, entwined, his thick penis still erect and inserted inside her.

His strong, muscular body pressed down on her, his prominent pectoral muscles, characteristic of men, rising and falling with each even breath, appearing so powerful and strong.

Unable to contain herself, she embraced his head, showering him with passionate kisses. His masculine scent was irresistible, sending shivers down her spine. She felt a captivating glow, as if she were immersed in beautiful music; her heart pounded wildly.

Luo Feng, mesmerized by her alluring figure, her captivating gaze, her full, fair, and delicate body, seemed encouraged, and resumed his pursuit, thrusting and pounding relentlessly. His penis, inside her, thrust forcefully, pulling out the tip, penetrating her with powerful strokes. After only a few thrusts, she was already on the verge of ecstasy, her vaginal fluids gushing, her vagina throbbing wildly, her vulva trembling. She moaned incessantly, "Good boy... my darling... you're killing me... so sweet... bite me... ah... Feng brother... I can't move anymore... oh... I can't touch you anymore..."

"I'm going to die... Ah... Oh... You're really going to kill me... My cunt... Mmm..."

The Flower-Scattering Saintess was now blinded by lust. His fierce, powerful thrusts caused her to pound several more times, leaving her weak and exhausted. This was understandable; she hadn't been with a man for over thirty years, and now, for her first time, his penis was thick and strong. Such

rough handling was bound to overwhelm her. She moaned seductively, arousing him like a madman, like a wild horse galloping across the plains. He held her tightly, ignoring her pain, and thrust with all his might, his large glans raining down on her clitoris. Her vaginal fluids, accompanied by a "sizzling" sound, flowed from her vulva, soaking her buttocks and thighs.

He continued thrusting until she was nearly dying, trembling and gasping for breath, unable even to utter a sound of "Oh!" before finally slowing his movements and withdrawing gently.

Sanhua finally had a chance to catch her breath. She smiled seductively at him, wiped his sweat, and kissed him tenderly. Her jade-like hands caressed his strong back muscles as she said, "Feng! How are you so amazing? I almost shattered you."

"Sister, what do you mean by amazing?"

"Little devil, don't talk nonsense, it's so embarrassing!"

"Good sister, will you tell me or not?"

Luo Feng thrust in and out several times, pressing tightly against her clitoris, rubbing and swirling it until her clitoris and tender flesh felt tingly, her heart trembling. She hurriedly shouted, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

"Tell me quickly!"

"Your big cock is really amazing, it almost shattered you."

He deliberately played a trick on her, wanting to conquer her, and continued to rub and swirl it, making his thrusts even more rough.

"My little hole was shattered by my lover's big cock."

She blushed with embarrassment, but couldn't resist his frivolity, and finally told him. He laughed heartily, lightly slapping her and saying, "You naughty devil."

He was satisfied, having conquered this beauty, and continued his thrusting.

After many thrusts, her tight virgin hole had adapted, and with its deep internal strength, it could withstand his thick penis. So she rotated her hips up and down, left and right, to meet his thrusts, moaning and groaning, "My darling, my husband, my big cock," flattering him.

He thrust fast!

She rotated fast!

Luo Feng felt her hole contract urgently, burning hot inside, his glans felt hot, knowing she had climaxed again. He was a little tired, so they hugged tightly. Her vaginal opening, like a trumpet, seemed to open and close, absorbing his glans. A wave of numbness and shivering washed over him, and they both climaxed comfortably. Lying there, panting, after their second spring, neither wanted to move anymore.

The storm had passed.

The cave returned to silence.

Only the sound of rapid breathing could be heard.

After a short rest, the person he was hugging tightly woke up again with a movement. With her alluring eyes wide open, she gazed at him, who was pressing down on her. He was square-faced, with large ears, imposing and handsome, his sword-like eyebrows relaxed, his eyes tightly closed, a straight and prominent nose, and a mouth of moderate size with slightly upturned lips, a sweet and charming smile playing on his lips. Coupled with his powerful strength and the comfortably muscular, thick penis that made women feel as if they were in heaven or death, he had captivated countless wanton women. She truly loved him as if her life depended

on it. Thinking of how she had once been a virtuous woman, now a wanton one, naked and embracing him, she blushed with shame, lightly kissed him, and smiled triumphantly. Recalling their passionate, life-or-death struggle, how his beautiful, hard penis had truly penetrated the depths of her soul, leading her to a realm she had never known before, unlocking the mysteries of life, she felt a surge of joy, her heart pounding sweetly. Her hands caressed his firm chest muscles, stroking them with irresistible tenderness.

Originally, his penis was erect and hard, still inserted. Now, moistened by the lustful fluid and the warmth of her vagina, it grew even thicker and longer, filling her vagina completely. The large glans pressed tightly against the cervix, stimulating and giving her a tingling, numb sensation. She gasped, "My darling, you make me both love and fear you. I almost came again."

She then licked her lips, as if savoring the taste.

Luo Feng, lost in thought, quietly enjoyed the pleasure of tranquility. Disturbed by her lewd sounds, she opened her eyes, her beautiful face captivating. Her hand touched her high, round breasts, the scattered peaks being kneaded, a tingling sensation reaching her heart. She tilted her head, thrust her chest forward, and gently twisted her slender waist. Her plump buttocks swayed slowly, rubbing back and forth, up and down, specifically seeking out the itchy spots inside her vagina to rub and respond.

He also lifted his waist and thrust in and out, his penis responding to her movements, which pleased her greatly. She cried out happily, "Oh! Darling... good boy... big cock... dear husband!"

He looked down at her vulva as his large penis entered and exited her. Her labia contracted, the red flesh swirling and pulsating, thrusting and withdrawing with effortless grace. It was both sweet and slippery, sometimes penetrating to the hilt, sometimes rubbing against the opening. Her cervix gripped the glans tightly, a pleasurable itch that reached her very core. She cried out, "Darling...you're so good...ah...good sister...it's so wonderful, keep spinning faster...mmm...mmm...such a little hole...your slutty...your wanton hole...it makes me feel so good...mmm...grind harder!"

The two cried out together, writhing in a wild embrace, their pleasure intensifying. They moaned and groaned, their desires overflowing, their movements countless. The large glans thrust in and out, dripping with her juices and semen, the more it flowed, the more it soaked her belly, legs, and even the ground. Its slippery surface made the thrusting even faster, a blissful, frenzied pleasure, a wild, powerful play, thrusting and rotating like lightning, swallowing and withdrawing without ceasing.

She felt she couldn't take it anymore, her juices flowing like a river, her waist and legs aching, unable to move, her whole body felt like it was falling apart, and she giggled wildly.

Luo Feng held her tightly, pressing close, and then thrust hard several times, his penis pressing against the clitoris, the cervix and the bottom of her vagina, gently rubbing and rotating on the softest and most sensitive flesh.

She closed her eyes, savoring this unforgettable delicacy, praising it endlessly, moaning softly, her head swaying from side to side, her body moving with it. The thick penis swayed so violently that she couldn't help but sway. She couldn't resist the power of this inner seduction, the itch in her heart, and the pleasure was irresistible. She ejaculated again, crying out in a frenzy: "Good brother... dear husband... lover... bite... um... mmm... please spare me... I can't play anymore. My cunt can't be any more wanton, I dare not be! Mmm... mmm... darling... please spare my cunt... poor cunt... ah... no... I can't rub it anymore, mmm... mmm... hum... the ancestor of my cunt... big..." "My dearest...good husband! ...Mmm...I submit to you...I will always...be yours...and always obey...my darling...my dear brother...good baby, don't move...please me...mmm...I can't take it anymore...Good girl...my little hole is coming again..."

Luo Feng's thick penis felt so good to her. Although she had profound internal strength and had learned the Su Nu Stealing Yuan Technique, she still couldn't resist the fierce attack of the thick penis. Her vaginal fluids flowed out like a switch, her whole body was numb and weak, and every cell in her body was trembling. It was the first time in her life that she had tasted such deliciousness and experienced such wonderful realm. How could she not be overjoyed and feel like she was dying and coming back to life?

He saw that her legs were red, her starry eyes were filled with tears, and her words were already slurred. Her whole body was shaking violently, and her hot vaginal fluids kept shooting out. She felt her glans was numb, and her vaginal walls seemed to tremble and contract, tightly gripping his penis and sucking it. She fainted from exhaustion.

He quickly embraced her tightly, kissed her lips, and used his tongue to blow and inhale into her mouth until she awoke. Her eyes could move, and she gradually regained her energy. Then, he lifted her smooth, firm, plump buttocks and thrust and rubbed them forcefully several times, pressing against her clitoris. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, a thousand streams of hot semen shot into her open womb, making her shiver and tremble with exhaustion. The

passionate battle finally ended. After half a day of revelry, they had enjoyed extreme bliss and were now resting peacefully.

The Fairy of Yuntai, however, was more severely poisoned and her internal energy was slightly weaker. She was treated with elixirs and woke up a little later. As the effects of the medicine dissipated and the poison was eliminated, unfortunately, the seductive energy of the Peach Blossom Dragon remained in her body. After waking up, she felt weak and sore all over, her heart burning with desire, and her vaginal opening extremely itchy.

Seeing her wanton and unrestrained behavior, her fiery and passionate actions, Luo Feng felt a mixture of surprise, wonder, fear, and shame. The sect leader, usually so serious, was now displaying a stark contrast to her usual lewdness. The intense pleasure stirred his heart, his desire rising, yet his rough, wild, almost frenzied actions also evoked a sense of dread.

In short, he was overwhelmed by a mixture of joy and fear, completely at a loss. His desire was irrepressible, his body aching uncomfortably, his face flushed, his passion surging, and his semen involuntarily flowing.

The cave was cool and cozy, yet warm and inviting, filled with boundless spring colors. Sweat poured from her brow, the stimulation and tension intense, her fragrance incomparably alluring. Luo Feng found her captivating and wanton. She was a rare beauty; though he had experienced several moments of pleasure, he couldn't help but want more, greedy yet unwilling to leave. He had tasted her allure, her inner charm potent, captivating and intoxicating. Her beautiful body was unforgettable.

Suddenly, he remembered there was another beautiful bud beside him, yet to be plucked. Why not seize the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone? He also knew that the two women were the beauties of Saintess Peak. With four stunningly beautiful girls, he could fully control them, enjoy all the pleasures of the world, remain invisible, and taste all the beauties of the land without fear of being discovered. He could do as he pleased.

He put down the Saintess, shifted his target, approached her, embraced her, caressed her, and kissed her deeply, gazing at her dark face flushed with shyness.

The Fairy of Cloud Terrace, who had just opened her eyes, saw him approach and quickly closed her beautiful eyes, remaining shy and still. Under his passionate caresses, a strange pleasure stirred her heart, her heart pounded, and her whole body felt like it was on fire. Her fragrant tongue unconsciously slipped into his mouth, allowing him to kiss her. She wrapped one arm around him, her body swaying slightly. Startled, confused, and intoxicated, she enjoyed the love she longed for, savoring the intoxicating taste, and experiencing the pleasure given by the opposite sex.

Their lovemaking was passionate and lingering, until they were breathless, before they pulled away slightly, gazed at each other, and then shared another intense kiss, followed by tender caresses, savoring the moment.

As Luo Feng kissed her, he removed his clothes, soon stripping naked. Nearly thirty years old, his skin was fair and delicate, soft and slightly supple. His face was slightly dark, but his body was fair and smooth. His breasts were pert, his abdomen rounded, his pubic hair thick, and his legs long and shapely, revealing his curves. He was a rare beauty.

She was already delirious with lust, naked and clinging to him, unbearably itchy. She automatically spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist, welcoming his massive penis with her vulva. One hand tightly embraced his strong back, and her red lips offered him a kiss. Her heart was filled with a chaotic emptiness, as if possessed, and she was overwhelmed by his teasing, desperately needing the harmony of the opposite sex.

He thrust his erect penis into her fleshy opening, pressing the thick glans against the entrance and pushing it in.

Yuntai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, pressed together, and he gritted his teeth. Only a series of "crack, crack, crack!" sounds could be heard. Her eyes opened and closed erratically, and she moaned softly, "Ah... Brother... It hurts, ouch, it's so... swollen!"

With a determined heart, he pressed his entire body against hers, thrusting his penis in forcefully, inserting it halfway in.

"Okay...okay...too big...too big...can't...go in any further...I really can't...take it...ah...uh..."

He felt both pleasure and pain as his penis was gripped tightly by her vagina, knowing she was in pain; every virgin had to go through this, so he ignored her cries and continued to push in.

"No...no...your...big thing...is breaking...my...vagina...uh...uh...it's bursting...ah..."

He pressed her down tightly, holding her close, kissing her lips to prevent her from moving, his lower body thrusting in and out slowly. The thrusting made her vagina move constantly.

Yuntai's mouth was kissed tightly, her lips sealed, her lower body pressed down, controlled by him, letting him thrust in and out, only able to hum "uh, uh" in her throat, she desperately used her hands to push him away,

lest the mountain's weight make it impossible to move.

His penis, inserted into her vagina, rose and fell like waves, first gently thrusting in and out, gradually becoming a powerful undulation, the speed increasing.

The two men's movements, the clattering of the wooden boards, produced a "slap, slap" sound.

Amidst the sound, the faint murmur of flowing water could be heard, "Zheli, zheli."

Now able to withstand the immense force, experiencing pleasure, each exerted their utmost to adapt, pursuing joy and pleasure. Luo Feng, from a proper position, gazed at his beloved, his hands grasping and kneading her breasts, using all his teasing skills to lead her into the trembling peak of pleasure, into the blissful realm of joy. He

thrust fiercely, passionately, wildly, and powerfully.

She laughed charmingly, moaning with pleasure.

"Ah...good...beautiful...pleasant...um...powerful...ah...um...um...powerful...please...thrust...ah..."

She thrust her chest and raised her hips with pleasure, twisting and rotating her jade-like buttocks, striving for perfect coordination, enjoying the pleasure of being penetrated, and its unique taste.

A powerful wave of heat nourished her lonely heart, filling it with an indescribable warmth, enjoying the tenderness of pleasure, and awakening the mysteries of love.

My God! Why didn't I know before that there was still warmth and love in the world? Such captivating pleasure, such comforting joy, is intoxicating and unforgettable.

Deep affection, passionate kisses, tight embraces, bodies writhing, selfless devotion, utmost cooperation, unrestrained indulgence—enjoying unforgettable pleasure.

Luo Feng, indulging in the pleasures of their bodies, never imagined that all four of them were so incredibly wanton, charming and alluring, seductive, wanton, wanton, lewd, beautiful, gentle, and passionate, drawing people in with comfort and pleasure, making their souls soar.

So he unleashed his extraordinary abilities, his frenzied flesh, skillfully using his thick, long penis to play with their tender orifices, making them happily offer up all their seductive energy.

The girls, experiencing this new pleasure for the first time, were driven mad and intoxicated by his manipulations, greedy and unwilling to let go, not caring whether they could bear it, enduring the pain and enjoying it at will.

Unconscious, surging, awakening, then unconscious again, surging again, turning and tumbling, finally reaching the peak of pleasure, that warm semen shooting deep into her core, so hot it made her soul scatter. Comfortable, her face beaming, she moved weakly, closing her eyes to savor the moment, recalling the pleasure.

He too ejaculated comfortably, lying on her full, delicate body, resting.

Sanhua, her strength slightly restored, seeing that it was over, moved closer to the two of them, wiping away her sweat with her clothes, intimately leaning against them, her hands caressing his strong body, quietly enjoying the tranquility. The

three of them, their desires satisfied, their passions fulfilled, experiencing the joy of pleasure, intoxicated and immersed in the melody of love.

He pressed his lower body against her opening, his hand grasping her breasts, his other hand holding Sanhua's slender waist, tenderly kissing her delicate face and bright red lips, sucking on her fragrant tongue, clinging tightly, swaying together, tender and loving. The man and woman were in bliss, their love deepened, the three of them enjoying endless sweet pleasure.

"Brother Feng, in just half a day, your master and I have given you everything to enjoy our tenderness and affection. It's not enough yet. Yuntai is young; you must be more considerate."

"Yes! Good sister, I'm so happy! She can come again."

"Ah! Aren't you tired? Let her be on top, and I'll assist her so she can enjoy herself again."

"Okay!"

He lay back, with Yuntai on top of him, moving back and forth, left and right, swaying and thrusting, seeking pleasure again. He stroked her body, telling her how to move.

The three of them enjoyed every position and method. Playing freely, he mustered his remaining strength and fought to the very end, stopping only after they had enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

They leaned on each other, caressing and tenderly talking about their joy, laughing and joking endlessly. Only then did he tell his other two disciples and nephews about their relationship and how they would live together in the future.

Sanhua realized why her nephew had been gone for so long. Pointing at her forehead, she said coquettishly, "Hmph! You really have a way with yourself, catching them all in one fell swoop. You're quite the ladies' man." "

Ah! Good sister, you are all beautiful flowers, how could I not covet them? Now it's all good, I can enjoy my bliss without any worries."

"Hmm! You're right. It's not that simple. If you want the sisters, I'll leave. It's either me or them. You decide."

"Dear mother, my darling, have pity on me! I can't bear to leave any of them."

"Hmm! Alright!"

They flirted and teased each other, their love tender and affectionate, laughing and talking until the sun set and darkness fell in the cave. Only then did they clean up, dress, and leave the cave together to return to their dwelling.

However, the two of them had been too fond of pleasure, and their lower bodies were in pain, so he had to carry them, using his lightness skill to walk towards the other side of the mountain.

Everyone was overjoyed to see each other. Luo Feng explained the situation, and the four women whispered sweet nothings to each other. They were as close as siblings, calling each other master, disciple, and niece in public, but sisters when no one was around, and served him together.

Sanhua passed on the internal skills of their sect's ancestors to them, which would enhance their pleasure during intercourse.

The five of them lived a life of mutual respect, care, and affection in the deep mountains, enjoying a life like immortals. Joy filled the entire valley. Half a year had passed, and Zhuge Yun and Baiyun Fairy had both given birth to a healthy baby boy for him. Every night, the four of them took turns playing together.

(III)

Sanhua felt that the scenery there was not good. It was not as good as Saintess Peak, where white flowers bloomed in competition, the mountains were majestic, and everything was available, making it an ideal place to live.

With their prestige in the martial arts world, no one would come to their aid, and they could live and enjoy themselves in peace without fear of being exposed. Everyone agreed to go back, and so they set off from the valley.

Two days after leaving the mountain, they heard that the White Flower Gang had sent out notices throughout the martial arts world, searching for their daughter. Their son-in-law had died, and the information was relayed by martial artists. They had contacted Saintess Peak, but no one was there, which seemed very strange. Therefore, they sent out notices throughout the martial arts world, requesting assistance from all sects in the search.

Several months had passed, and they still couldn't find out who was responsible. There were no members of Saintess Peak in the martial arts world either, causing a stir in both the righteous and the wicked.

Knowing of the matter, they had sent a notice through Sanhua to inform all sects that they and their disciples had gone deep into the mountains to gather herbs and had now returned. They thanked them for their concern, but because they had to return to refine medicine, they couldn't personally visit to express their gratitude, but their disciples' whereabouts were still being investigated by their friends. The four of them, along with their two sons, returned first. Zhuge Yun wrote a letter to his mother to reassure her. Luo Feng

personally delivered the letter. Before leaving, Sanhua was by his side, whispering instructions. They parted ways at Dongting Lake, each heading towards their own destination.

After several days' journey, Luo Feng arrived at the White Flower Gang's hideout. A maidservant informed him, and

he proceeded to the inner hall, then to several large rooms to pay his respects to the gang leader. The halls were clean and elegantly furnished. The gang leader sat high, surrounded by several women. He greeted her with the proper etiquette of the martial arts world, presented a letter, and then sat down to observe the leader closely. Her face was like a full moon, beautiful as a flower, as alluring and seductive as Sanhua, and she appeared to be no more than thirty years old. Her

voluptuous figure was mesmerizing. She sat upright reading, her expressions shifting between joy and anger, captivating the eye. Like autumn chrysanthemums and spring orchids, each possessed its own unique charm, truly deserving of the title "Guanyin" (Goddess of Mercy) in the martial arts world.

At this moment, she read the letter, which recounted her life over the past year. She had originally loved the man, but after he left, she was raped by Lou Nanxiang. Hearing of his elusive whereabouts, she married him instead.

She later learned of Nan Xiang's machinations upon meeting Luo Feng, and that she had killed Nan Xiang to live a comfortable life in seclusion with him. She described Luo Feng as a wonderful person, gentle and affectionate, how he pleased her, and how considerate he was.

She also mentioned his exceptionally thick, long, and hard penis, his superb skills in bed, and how his daily pleasures made her feel like she was in heaven. He had also given birth to a son, and because rumors circulated that his mother was looking for her, she had come to pay her respects in person. Seeing how inappropriate the letter was, and knowing the truth, she had no choice but to comply and entertain him, telling him to rest in her room for a few days before returning home.

A banquet was held that night to welcome him, and after the drinks, everyone returned to their

bedrooms. The "Miraculous Hands Guanyin" sat on her bed in her bedroom, lost in thought about everything her daughter had described in her letter about Luo Feng. She felt he would enjoy it, while she, due to her status, had endured over ten years of loneliness, her memories of youthful joy now lost to time

. Scenes of past tenderness flashed through her mind, filling her with an unbearable emptiness and loneliness that made her restless.

She was bored and had no solace.

Seeing the beautiful scenery described in her daughter's letter stirred a storm within her. Although she knew he had slipped an aphrodisiac into her drink, and it was now taking effect

, her blood surged, her inner heat swelling like a spring.

Passion welled up, her desire unbearable, her body overflowing with lust, desperately needing a man's caress.

Suddenly, she saw a dark figure standing before her bed. Looking closer, she saw a strong, tall, and robust man with a thick, hard penis, the glans glowing red—it was Luo Feng.

She wanted to yell and shout, but hesitated, closing her eyes and ignoring the inevitable.

Seeing her closed eyes, Luo Feng knew the drug was working. Seizing the opportunity, he quickly lay down beside her, loosened his clothes, and in a moment stripped naked, admiring himself first.

Her skin was as white as jade, full and smooth. Touching her soft, fragrant body, it felt like cotton, slippery and easy to touch. Her eyes were fixed on her exquisite curves and delicate features, their gaze lingering, their blood boiling, their desire surging, their genitals hardening even more, burning hot. Their hearts raced, pounding with excitement.

They embraced and caressed her tenderly, a soft, fragrant trembling body pressed tightly against them.

She nestled in their strong, powerful embrace. Soft and still, she felt incredibly safe and comfortable, her desire intensifying, her heart pounding even faster, her whole body trembling.

Skin to skin… a faint fragrance… the scent of a man… both their faces flushed, their breathing becoming heavy and short.

They felt a warm current coursing through their bodies, igniting a burning passion, a fervent love, their arms tightening in a tight embrace.

The Bodhisattva of Compassion, abandoning dignity, status, reputation, and gentle loveliness, clung to him like a lamb, tender as a wise little bird, caressing his naked jade body.

He slightly raised his head, his beautiful eyes wide open, his delicate face flushed, shyly glowing like the sunset, softly uttering "hmm" and "hum," trembling as he softly cried out, "My darling… I…"

Then he offered his two fragrant lips, bright red, like fire, sweet as honey.

The two kissed passionately, their tongues intertwining, sucking at the source of life, embracing tightly, rubbing and swirling, endlessly entwined, wishing they could become one.

At this moment, they were both burning with desire… immersed… intoxicated… melting in a sea of lust…

Suddenly, their tongues intertwined, back and forth, forgetting their own existence, silently enjoying themselves.

The room was brightly lit, and on the bed, a mass of flesh lay, passionately entwined, an atmosphere of boundless spring, filling the space with an incomparably beautiful and unforgettable allure.

Luo Feng, after a passionate moment, exhaled deeply, then pressed himself against her, kissing her face, neck, shoulders, chest, and breasts, suckling her soft, rosy nipples. He

caressed her breasts, his affection more intense than ever before, his hands roaming over her smooth, delicate naked body, caressing and teasing with unbridled pleasure. Their

passion burned fiercely, surging and churning, their desire now ignited, unbearable, fueling their courage to seek pleasure.

She felt the greatness of love, the sweetness of passion, her body soft and yielding, burning with desire, desperately needing his touch. The lust she had lost for over a decade returned.

And the man's member was even more satisfying than her late husband's; the fiery passion filled her heart, and she naturally opened her limbs, surrendering to his every whim.

He raised his erect penis, pressed it against her vagina, and pushed it in, his hand grasping and caressing her breasts, tenderly kissing her lips and sucking her juices.

She felt his penis enter her tight, narrow vagina, a sharp pain shooting through her, trembling as she endured it, her limbs tightly gripping him, her tongue darting out to be sucked, desperately trying to open her vagina, enduring the immense pain.

Finally, his penis was deeply inserted, reaching her core. The two cooperated arduously, panting heavily, ignoring the sweat covering their bodies, resting briefly.

After a short rest, their love, like the sea, gently lifted and slowly pushed, gradually allowing his penis to move freely through the narrow passage, reducing the pain and increasing the pleasure.

Luo Feng, with unparalleled skill and talent, brought her comfort and joy; the feeling of ecstasy was something she had never tasted before, her moans and groans never ceasing.

The man, strong and vigorous, with a large penis and skillful technique, each time fulfilling her needs, satisfied her, vigorously thrusting into her vagina, comforting her long-neglected field, giving her unparalleled pleasure.

The woman tasted an unforgettable comfort, a blissful, all-encompassing pleasure that made her soul swoon.

She eagerly reciprocated his advances, her movements seamless, her skill in bed ensuring he also experienced pleasure. Having tasted this pleasure, and for some reason lost it, suddenly regaining it ignited a hunger, a craving, a passion as fiery and intense as fire.

She would disregard everything else, especially since this encounter was even more fulfilling and satisfying than before, how could she not be excited, driven to madness by joy?

He savored this beautiful woman, her alluring charm, her seductive, fiery passion, her reckless, desperate pleasure, her unrestrained abandon.

A series of light, slow movements, then a sudden, powerful thrusting, using all his strength to penetrate her tight, wet orifice; she was already in ecstasy, her moans rising and falling.

"Ah... my lovely child... you've kept me from tasting this flavor for years... and now I've tasted it again... um... my kind little darling... compared to before... so much has passed... alas... the joy is gone... and now it's back again... I don't know how to thank you... baby... my darling... you're truly my life... um... fuck me hard... fuck my cunt to death... my... slutty... little... cunt... needs it so much... you... you... must... cherish... my... little cunt... play with it as much as you can... um... um... so comfortable!... so happy... oh... my good baby... your lovely penis... so thick... so long" "...Playing so hard...so long...so hard, pounding my flower core...so comfortable...I'm having so much fun...going crazy...so happy I could die...oh...my god...oh dear...good boy, you really know how to play...humph...good son...dear husband...my darling...I've come countless times...you still haven't come...uh...uh...exhausted...I really can't move...I'm going to sink...why haven't you had enough...my lovely heart...quick...quickly give it to me...oh...I...I...can't take it anymore...this slut is so wanton...unbelievable...my cunt...can't take it...ah...poor me..." He

was infatuated! Intoxicated! Happy! Extremely happy.

He pressed his penis against her cunt, hugged her tightly, sucked on her breasts, gently rubbed the tender flesh beside her flower core, rotated, rubbed, making her even happier, enjoying the comfort after the extreme pleasure.

She was weak and exhausted, her alluring eyes half-closed, quietly enjoying the pleasure. The storm-like satisfaction, followed by the delicate tenderness and gentle skill, was somewhat intoxicating.

It brought her to the peak of pleasure, the sweetness of love, the release of desire, a blissful haze, unaware of her surroundings.

This tender comfort, that newly opened flower, flowed with lustful fluids again…

Her strength and wanton energy made her arguably the most wanton woman in the world. The abundant flow and excessive satisfaction she had just experienced now made her wanton again. Under his kneading and twisting, she clung tightly, swaying her thick, drooping buttocks with twisting, welcoming, swaying, clamping, and light movements, becoming wanton.

Luo Feng felt her body burning hot, her allure overflowing, especially her thrusting, extremely tender and compliant, perfectly coordinated. A fierce pursuit of pleasure had already given him an extraordinary taste of enjoyment, quelling his desire.

He held her soft, full body tightly, savoring the intoxicating scent, his lingering attachment to this beautiful woman irresistible.

He caressed her, causing her body to tremble and her juices to flow freely. Like the waters of a spring river, her whole body went numb, intoxicated, floating in a blissful trance. His maddening force caused her to naturally arch her hips, her buttocks constantly rotating, swaying rhythmically. She gasped, her tongue contracting passionately, letting out soft moans.

"My darling... my sweetheart... Mother feels so good... God, your skills are amazing... Ah... baby's penis... so thick and powerful... biting... filling me up so tightly... making me feel so full and wonderful... making me feel so weak and exhausted... fucking me until my soul is gone... Mmm... Mmm... kiss me... itchy... tingling... numb... my heart is trembling, mmm... umm... my flower heart is being rubbed apart... quick... I can't breathe... stop for a moment... ah... you... I can't take it anymore... you... stop for a moment... good son... my sweet baby... mother really... can't take it anymore..."

He couldn't bear to tease her any longer, he pressed his glans into her cervix, held it tightly and didn't move, his hands held her breasts and rubbed and caressed them, his mouth kissed her delicate face, tenderly and tenderly kissing her passionately.

"Ah! My son! You truly bring me joy. After such a long and famine-stricken period, this sudden delicious food is like a welcome rain. This moment fills me with happiness, like ascending to heaven."

"Mother, have I satisfied you?"

"Yes! Satisfied! Truly satisfied. I've never felt so happy. All these years of waiting, always thinking of my elder brother, I'm such a fool! If I had known the intoxicating pleasure, I wouldn't have wasted my precious youth. I hope you can play with me often... and not abandon this poor soul."

"Chief, no, I will always serve you!"

"My son, my good boy."

"Mother, Chief, my darling, you are so good. Your seductive charm is unforgettable. I feel its endless pleasure. Now I'm in a daze, intoxicated. After drinking this, I'll feel as blissful as a god." "My

dear, me too. From now on, call me sister, little sister, my beloved wife. Don't call me mother, Chief."

"Mmm!"

At this moment, there was only joyful play, teasing each other, caressing and playing, tenderly loving, gently cuddling, expressing passionate love, and endless sweet words.

They used their talents, giving their all, joyfully pursuing pleasure, giving each other comfortable and joyful enjoyment to satisfy their desires.

They continued to play, with strange and varied styles, evenly matched, reaching the pinnacle of joy, their love sublimating to its zenith, intoxicated by this pleasure-seeking couple, their love reaching its peak, their yin and yang semen exchanging, their semen mingling, feeling a comfortable tingling sensation throughout their bodies, their souls floating.

The whole night of pleasure left them exhausted, yet unwilling to separate and rest, holding each other tightly, their love intertwined, reluctant to part, recalling the endless sweetness of the past.

That passionate intensity, wishing they could become one, their expressions like those of a pair of lovebirds, envying not even the immortals.

The leader of the Hundred Flowers Gang was experienced and deeply in love with her husband. Having tasted the joys of romance, she cherished the memory of their blissful married life after his death. Recalling their deep affection, she couldn't bear to let the Hundred Flowers Gang's ancestral art of seduction

lead to dissolute behavior. She resolutely disbanded the gang and retired with her young daughter to live a life of sorrow and desolation. Whenever she thought of past joys, her heart would race, yet she endured immense torment, pouring all her emotions into her beloved daughter and training her martial arts practitioners.

Today, seeing Luo Feng's unique masculine charm—his ruggedness, physique, passion, and allure—causing her daughter to fall into his arms and become infatuated, even abandoning her husband's revenge, she witnessed his extraordinary abilities. Seeing this, she felt a surge of emotion, finding his energy incredibly endearing, and her heart pounding with excitement, her expression overflowing with emotion.

Wine is the aphrodisiac, especially since it contains a drug that bewitches the mind and soul. With its skillful seduction, rough movements, large and powerful member, extraordinary physique, and masterful technique, it strikes with the force of thunder, shaking the depths of one's pent-up emotions and innate licentiousness, creating unparalleled pleasure and revealing alluring charm.

Having tasted flavors never imagined before, one is driven to near madness by pleasure, completely satisfied, utterly captivated, and would not regret even death.

He loves her more than life itself; wealth, honor, and even life itself are not worth cherishing. The only thing he cannot bear to lose is this precious, wonderful woman, his beloved god of joy.

In one night, though he used his entire body to move with seductive grace, his profound skill and pleasing desires to please her, both were completely satisfied, experiencing blissful bliss.

But now, he is powerless to seek pleasure again. After cleaning and tidying himself, he lies on the bed, closes his eyes, embraces her, and rests, conserving his energy.

She still felt it wasn't enough. Gazing intently at the lovely person, her arms wrapped tightly around him, soft and tender, he kissed her gently, clinging to her, reluctant to part, savoring the scent of the opposite sex, their affection overflowing. She turned her body

towards him. That passionate, loving affection was expressed to the core, awakening the heart's desire and revealing the highest truth of true love. It was clear how captivating and intoxicating he was.

Luo Feng lay there resting, letting her be intimate and entwined, enjoying her passion. His hands constantly caressed her full, delicate body, her smooth, tender skin. He

felt this fiery mistress, so alluring and seductive, so incredibly alluring, was truly a natural beauty, so lovable.

Her frenzied, passionate actions seemed almost pitiful, making him unable to refuse or abandon her. So he caressed her as much as possible, enjoying that fiery love and offering her comfort.

Men have played with women of all shapes and sizes, young and old, experiencing all sorts of pleasures, each with its own unique flavor. But today, she was so alluring, so naturally wanton, with such a wondrous and exquisite body, a rare beauty, making her feel weak in the knees and intoxicated with pleasure.

Especially afterward, her full, delicate body, so comforting, felt like a warm furnace, combined with her seductive and wanton energy, a thousand kinds of charm, making her linger and forget to return, in a state of bliss beyond comprehension.

Many women, lacking in inherent qualities, experience, or critical thinking, never experience the joy of this world, a fact that often leads to lifelong regret.

She may possess beauty and the ability to raise children, and thus find pleasure in it. Even if her husband died young, preventing them from growing old together, she still experienced beautiful moments.

However, she never imagined that this joy, a childlike delight she hadn't experienced in her thirties, would be so intense. Now, she experiences it firsthand, appreciating this profound realm of life, savoring the intoxicating taste of pleasure—a feeling of madness, excitement, and a deep, alluring allure, an intense and lingering enjoyment.

She utilizes her talents to fulfill her needs, as if seizing the moment to make up for lost time.

Both partners feel satisfied; how could their passion not be intense, a desire to be together forever? They are pursuing a paradise of earthly joy.

The overflowing desire, like a flood, is unstoppable. If it can be properly contained, bringing satisfaction to the one who experiences it, then the love becomes the purest and most unparalleled love in the world.

This kind of love is not natural; nothing human can hinder or destroy it. The one who loves will surely abandon everything to pursue and obtain it with all their might, even unto death. Like dry wood meeting a raging fire, when two hearts are in harmony and their functions are equal, they will love each other deeply, passionately, endlessly, enjoying themselves to the fullest.

Although the leader of the Hundred Flowers Gang felt pain, her body weak and aching, she was happy, smiling broadly, and looking at him with delight, her alluring eyes constantly scanning him.

Luo Feng held her, admiring her various wonderful features, her full jade body, and her high, firm breasts. Although she was middle-aged, she was still alluring, stirring up waves of fantasies in his heart, and his hands began to move restlessly.

"Enough! I haven't had enough fun yet!"

"Mmm! I can never get enough!"

"It's getting late, let's play again tonight!"

"Okay! Don't beg for mercy then!"

This pair of bickering lovers, embracing and laughing, tenderly comforting each other, enjoying each other's warmth and love, completely absorbed in it.

Sunlight shone on the valley, everyone busy with their own work in every corner. In a deep abyss in one corner of the valley, only the two of them remained, unaware of the world outside, lost in beautiful, fragrant dreams.

They pursued pleasure all day long, abandoning their reputation in the martial world, only submitting to each other, letting each other ride and play, satisfying their desires, and finding peace and joy in each other.

A month of entanglement finally satisfied them, and the years of emptiness were finally compensated. They were delighted day and night, and they loved this bickering lover to the core.

Only then did they ask how they would settle down in the future. Upon hearing about his relationships with the women, he immediately decided that, apart from his two favorite disciples, Chunlan and Qiuju, the rest would be released into the martial world.

"Feng Lang, rest for a few days. I will settle the affairs of the gang and then leave with you, together with San Hua, to hide on Saintess Peak, so you can enjoy the bliss of gentleness."

"No, these small matters, let them handle them. I don't want to be separated from you for even a moment!"

"My dear, how will they handle the relocation of the entire gang? I must arrange it myself. If you are feeling down, how about having Qiu Ju and the other two keep you company?"

"Then..."

"As long as you are happy, I won't ask."

"Good sister, you are so kind!"

Her eyes flashed with charm, gentle laughter rang out, and she called out loudly.

"Lan'er! Ju'er! Come quickly!"

Lan and Ju were the gang leader's close disciples, their beauty surpassing all others in the gang, captivating countless men in the martial world. They were usually aloof and arrogant, looking down on all men as dirt, but they were devoted to the gang leader, worshipping him immensely. All important matters, both internal and external, were managed by the two of them. Upon

seeing her brother-in-law, she felt he was extraordinary, but she didn't see any particular merit in him.

In just over a month, the gang leader's life changed, from serious to lewd, and he devoted himself to her for life, abandoning his daily studies, which greatly surprised

the sisters. The beautiful scenery he described stirred their hearts, and his passionate actions were intoxicating. Only then did they realize that their brother-in-law was different from others, and they also discovered his endearing qualities.

After their daily activities, the sisters, having nothing to do, would steal glances at his alluring beauty, sharing the visual pleasure, which aroused their girlish desires. Sometimes they longed to throw themselves into his arms and try it themselves.

But as the gang leader's darling, they could only sigh in vain!

Sometimes they imagined his strong physique, how comfortable it would be to be close to him, his thick, long penis inside their vaginas, eroding their flesh and stimulating their souls, making their hearts tremble, unable to release their pent-up desire. The sisters would embrace each other, comforting one another.

Watching the gang leader's pleasurable moans, his sweet, seductive voice, and his eager, submissive intimacy, they felt as if they were experiencing it themselves. Just

as the sisters were marveling at this, they suddenly heard the gang leader calling them and rushed over.

Upon entering, she blushed, her body trembled, her eyes wide and fixed, unable to look away.

Luo Feng lay naked on the bed, his penis erect, his hand caressing his plump, round buttocks. He admired her vulva, sometimes kissing it with his tongue, sucking her saliva, lost in his own pleasure.

The gang leader lay on top of her, twisting his waist and swaying his hips, letting her play with him, holding his penis in his hand, sucking and swallowing, using his skillful tongue to bring her pleasure.

This sensual scene made Lan Ju, who had never experienced the pleasures of love, lose her mind.

After a period of intimacy, the gang leader looked at his two beloved disciples and said, "I have something to do. Brother Feng is bored by himself. You two keep him company."

"Yes!" The voices were filled with joy and excitement.

This dream had finally come true, and she was overjoyed. If it weren't for her girlish dignity and the gang leader's authority, she would have rushed into his arms, letting him play with her, enjoying his lust, and giving her caresses.

The gang leader packed up and left, letting them go to their own devices.

The first lovers, experiencing the sea of desire, were bewildered, terrified, and trembling.

With girlish shyness, he slowly undressed, moved cautiously, and approached the bed.

The girl's posture was captivating. Luo Feng grasped one arm in each hand, pulled her onto the bed, and embraced her. He first kissed her passionately, then pressed his hands against her entire body.

He then carefully observed her youthful, delicate body, followed by a whirlwind of kisses, sucking and licking her breasts.

He made them both entranced and intoxicated.

Luo Feng taught Lan'er how to suck his penis, while he held Lan'er's thighs, kissing and smelling her vulva, tasting the essence of her virginity, sharing the pleasure.

Within half an hour, the two girls reached the peak of their desire, experiencing both pleasure and pain. The teasing was unbearable; they cried out, "Brother, I feel so uncomfortable!"

Luo Feng took turns sucking her virginity, teasing her relentlessly. The girls, their desires dormant, faced their first lesson, enduring the hardship with resilience.

Seeing her frenzy, he immediately straightened Lan'er, spread her jade legs, pressed his penis against her peach blossom entrance, rotated and rubbed it, grasped her jade stem, caressed her, kissed her jade face, and said in a male voice, "Good sister, it will hurt a little the first time, you have to bear with it, you will be happy in a moment."

"Ah! Dear brother, you have to be gentle, I'm a little scared!"

"Sweetheart, what are you afraid of? Didn't you see that the leader even forgot to eat?"

"Hmm! Hurry up, I'm so uncomfortable!"

"Spread your legs wide."

"Hmm!"

Luo Feng knew that she had reached her peak and desperately needed his penis to give her flesh hole the pleasure of blinding sex, so he lifted his waist and thrust hard, like a thunderbolt.

"Thud!" A sound.

"Ah! Ah! Oh my god!"

The excruciating pain, the tearing agony, was unbearable for her, and she screamed wildly.

"Brother! It hurts!"

"Good sister, bear with it, it will be over in a moment."

He pressed down forcefully, his thick penis penetrating her small opening, reaching all the way in. Seeing her pale face, dark lips, and labored breathing, he quickly lay still, waiting for her to rest. Using his unique skills, he teased her erogenous zones, soothing her tense emotions.

Lan'er gradually felt the pain lessen, a tingling numbness returning, especially as her hands moved, igniting a youthful fire within her. Her face flushed red, and she couldn't help but giggle, itching uncontrollably.

She swayed her slender waist, naturally moving her hips, tightly embracing his strong body, affectionately kissing his face, enjoying endless pleasure.

"Brother, dear brother, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Little slut, getting all hot and bothered, huh!"

"Mmm! I love it, you want it, hurry up, I'm so frustrated!"

"Okay, don't beg for mercy later." "

This is my first time experiencing something new, you have to be gentle with me."

"Little monster, hurry up and cooperate."

Luo Feng knew this girl was easily satisfied. Although the Hundred Flowers Gang's martial arts were based on the harmony of Yin and Yang and breathing techniques, making them stronger than the average young woman, they were still no match for him. As long as he put his strength into it, he could definitely make her feel good. If he used his inner seductive skills, she definitely wouldn't be able to handle it.

So he used the nine shallow and one deep method, and the gentle breeze, to slowly play with her, his hands caressing her breasts as they swayed and moved beneath him.

"Brother! Darling, it feels so good, mmm, harder, don't tease me, it's sore... itchy... ah... harder... I need rough action, and that stormy kind... good brother... dear husband... quick... quick... don't force me!"

"Can you bear it? The pain is gone."

"Mmm." Although it hurts a little, I'm willing to endure it, I don't want you to suffer like this. "

Ah! Kind sister, you're such a good person."

"Oh dear, I can't help it, the flow is unstoppable, sigh, both happy and sad, I'm at a loss, I don't know what to do, darling."

Luo Feng felt that this girl had a passionate desire, a natural lust, and seeing her affected, coquettish moans was truly pleasurable.

So he held her tightly, thrusting wildly, pounding around, each time hitting the core of her flower, pressing against her little hole, making her feel comfortable and happy, excited like crazy.

"Brother! Brother... Ah... I'm so happy... So comfortable... Every pore on my body... Opens up... My soul is leaving my body... Hmm... It's driving my cunt crazy with pleasure... Ah... Ah... I'm exhausted..."

"You're comfortable, hurry up and thrust harder, squeeze!"

"Hmm! Brother... Is this okay... Sister Ju... Playing like this... is so good... I've never... never imagined... The leader is so good... Let us enjoy... this earthly bliss... Good brother, I... die... you..."

Half an hour of thrusting had left him feeling like he was in heaven or dead, shouting wildly with pleasure.

Luo Feng was extremely pleased by her lewdness, especially the comfort of his jade stem, which brought him to a state of blissful ecstasy. He could

n't help but release his semen, which shot straight into her flower heart. She was burned by this hot semen, her whole body trembling, her mouth agape, dazed, and muttering incessantly.

The pleasure was too short, passing in a moment, and Lan'er was comfortable and drowsy.

Luo Feng turned around and embraced the petite Ju'er, kissing her passionately, caressing her smooth, jade-like skin, gathering his remaining strength to continue enjoying the pleasure of love.

"Ju'er, are you afraid?"

"No, brother loves me, he will definitely give me sweet tenderness." "

Good darling, I will definitely make you as happy as possible and ease your pain."

"Mmm! Good brother!"

Ju'er had been watching him for a long time, and knowing how to lie or stand, she automatically parted her jade-like legs, passionately offering her tongue, her limbs tightly clamped around him, and said in a low voice, "Brother! Come on, be gentle with your sister!"

"Mmm! Don't worry!"

"Ah! It hurts."

"Bear with it, it will be alright."

"Mmm! Gently."

Luo Feng tenderly pushed it in, gently inserting it, seeing her frowning and pained, he couldn't bear to use force, kissing her affectionately, his hands cupping her high, firm breasts, letting them sway naturally, allowing her to lift them up on their own, slowly taking them in, his thick, long penis finally cooperated well, entering all the way in.

"Ah!" A gasp of surprise.

The penis was inserted into her tight, warm vagina,

causing a sensation of soreness, numbness, pain, itching, and comfort. After a sharp pain, Ju'er felt a bit suffocated by the thick thing inside her, and her nerves were on edge. But this quickly subsided, and her whole body gradually became sore and numb. Her passion had died down, but her lovely hands teased her, and her blood was flowing again. Desire surged, and the tender, loving kisses made her feel blissfully drunk.

Physiologically, she desperately needed nourishment and fulfillment. Beautiful colors swirled in her mind, and she naturally writhed wildly, proclaiming, "Brother! Dear brother... I love... move faster... I need you... give me nourishment... fiery passion... mmm... mmm... big thing... such a treasure... ah... pound... pound harder... I—... I'm not afraid... I can withstand your teasing... darling... oh... that's it... mmm... I'm releasing... precious semen... harder... I'm so happy... my delighted brother... I'm dying of pleasure... I want to scream like crazy..."

"My little darling... you're happy... scream, release as you please, enjoy it to the fullest..."

"Mmm! Ah, darling, you're so good at this, my whole body feels so good."

"You're my lovely one too, your little hole feels so good gripping my penis."

"Ah! Do it! Pound it!"

"Squeeze, twist...spin...suck!"

Ju'er, young and petite, was tormented by the large penis, her body twisting wildly like a water snake, her vagina gripping and spinning rapidly, yielding to pleasure with utmost allure.

Attack from above, below, left, and right, she was like a seasoned warrior, her seductive skills natural, her humor unique, radiating youthful charm, giving him her full cooperation, enjoying this passionate battle, reaching a fever pitch, like madness, a frenzied play, both man and woman, solely focused on enjoyment.

Luo Feng felt such passion, such frenzied movements, almost losing control, entering a state of bliss, but immediately realized, took a deep breath, and continued thrusting.

Using various positions, as fierce as ever, he vigorously pounded into her vagina, seeking the highest pleasure in his excited and joyful state.

Their passionate lovemaking and revelry gave the two women an unforgettable experience, a taste of romance that lasted all day. They showered him with their charms, vying to please their lover, until they were utterly exhausted from pleasure, their bodies paralyzed and unable to move. Lying there, panting softly, their alluring eyes closed, sweet smiles on their faces, they peacefully drifted off to their dreams.

Luo Feng watched quietly. His life of romance had encompassed everything, he had enjoyed the tenderness of countless beauties and conquered all sorts of alluring women.

Now, these stunning beauties were all in his arms, and he could live a carefree life, enjoying warm and loving sex. Heaven had bestowed upon him so much favor; he must cherish this opportunity, lest he betray the deep affection of these women. He would then retire with the women to Saintess Peak, withdrawing from his life of wandering the martial world.

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