Huang Rong was twelve years old.

On Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, that summer, Huang Rong turned twelve

. As was his custom, Huang Yaoshi entered his deceased wife's grave on the first day of each month to study the Nine Yin Manual for seven days,
entrusting Huang Rong and all matters on the island to Old Song. Old Song, around forty or fifty years old, was originally one of the many mute servants on Peach Blossom Island. Since arriving on the island,
he had never caused trouble, serving diligently. Furthermore, his culinary skills were outstanding, so Huang Yaoshi entrusted him with the kitchen. Old Song possessed
another skill unmatched by the other servants: after becoming deaf and mute, he had painstakingly mastered lip-reading.
Thus simply give verbal commands to Old Song without needing to use gestures
. Over time, Old Song became the de facto steward of Peach Blossom Island, relaying Huang Yaoshi's orders and dispatching all matters, large and small.

Since Huang Rong's birth, she had never left Peach Blossom Island. Besides practicing martial arts with her father, she spent her time pestering
Old Song to teach her various dishes and cooking techniques. That day, after finishing her training according to the schedule Huang Yaoshi had instructed before his seclusion
, Huang Rong strolled towards the kitchen, thinking that she would pester Old Song to learn a few more famous dishes for
her father .

Reaching the kitchen door, she casually pushed it, but it wouldn't budge, clearly bolted. Huang Rong was slightly surprised:
"The kitchen is never bolted before. Could something have happened to Old Song today?" Huang Rong went around to the window and peeked through the crack.
She saw Old Song huddled beside the woodpile inside, but he didn't seem to be in any distress. She pushed open the window and leaped
into the room, startling Old Song so much that he turned pale and fell to the ground.

Huang Rong, used to teasing Old Song, felt quite pleased with herself. With a charming smile, she playfully scolded,
"Old Song, you're such a coward! You're scared so easily! Do you still dare to sneak around eating behind closed doors?...Eh...
what's that?" Before she finished speaking, she noticed something in Old Song's hastily pulled-up trousers that caught
her eye.

Old Song was a notorious lecher in the Huainan region, known for his superior martial arts skills, having defiled many women.
After being captured by Huang Yaoshi, knowing Huang Yaoshi's martial arts prowess and with no hope of escape, he had remained
well-behaved , gradually gaining Huang Yaoshi's trust. However, he had an insatiable lust, often committing three or four crimes in a single night
. Since there were no other women on Peach Blossom Island, he usually managed to control himself, hiding in
the kitchen . But today, Huang Rong had caught him in the act, and he was momentarily flustered and didn't know what to do. "Old Song, wait! What's wrong with you there?" Huang Rong pointed at Old Song's thick, black penis, which he

hadn't yet managed to retract , making him utterly ashamed. In his haste, he tripped and fell. Sitting on the ground, he stole glances at Huang Rong's face. She was staring at him with her clear, bright eyes, clearly puzzled by his actions. Thinking of this, Old Song had a sudden inspiration and looked at Huang Rong more closely. Huang Yaoshi had put a lot of effort into his only daughter, painstakingly crafting and collecting various elixirs, rare flowers, and fruits. Combined with the unique internal energy cultivation techniques of Peach Blossom Island that Huang Rong had practiced since she was eight, this had clearly greatly aided her development. She was much older than other girls, and although only twelve , her figure was already close to that of a sixteen-year-old girl. Looking at the woman before him, with her bright eyes, white teeth, and snow-white skin, her delicate cheeks glowing with a rosy hue , and the fact that her thin white blouse couldn't completely conceal her developing curves, Old Song suddenly realized: the rosy-cheeked beauties he had always imagined were worlds apart from the girl he had watched grow up. Thinking this, his lust swelled uncontrollably , and he decided he would do this job even if it meant death! Seeing Old Song remain silent, his expression shifting between light and shadow, Huang Rong unconsciously took two steps closer, squatted down in front of him, and asked , "Old Song, are you alright?" Before she finished speaking, she saw Old Song's brow furrow, and his previously shrunken penis suddenly erect, even thicker and larger than before, faintly gleaming with a blackish sheen. Huang Rong was startled and tried to get up and back away, but Old Song suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly and gesturing, "Please save me, Miss! Please save me, Miss!" Huang Rong was completely bewildered. Old Song continued gesturing, explaining that he had been bitten by He hadn't paid much attention to it at first, but unexpectedly, the swelling had become so severe after two hours. Now, if the pus wasn't sucked out, his life would be in danger. Upon hearing this, Huang Rong frowned slightly. Before she could speak, Old Song gestured again: "The wound is located here and cannot be sucked out on its own. I'm afraid we won't be able to wait until Master comes out of seclusion to treat it. " Huang Rong listened with a mixture of belief and doubt. Her father had never mentioned any kind of poison that could cause a tumor of this shape when teaching her medicine, but now the actual thing was clearly laid out before her, leaving her no choice but to believe it. She reached out her left hand and gently grasped Old Song's swollen area, feeling its intense heat and a slight tremor within . It was completely different from what her father had taught her, and she deeply regretted her laziness and lack of effort in memorizing medical techniques. Even though Huang Rong was naturally clever and quick-witted, able to understand ten things at once, Peach Blossom Island was entirely populated by men. Even if Huang Yaoshi had imparted all the martial arts and skills he had accumulated over decades to his daughter, he couldn't possibly have taught her about matters of the heart , and he hadn't even noticed whether his only beloved daughter had reached the age of menarche. Therefore, while Huang Rong had never developed any awareness of the difference between men and women among the mute servants on the island, she had also never seen a naked man, only believing that the difference between men and women was that men had beards and women had full breasts. Remembering how kind and caring Old Song had always been to her, Huang Rong didn't hesitate. She lifted her skirt and straddled Old Song's hairy thighs, which were now bare of his trousers. She bent down and used several massage , alternating between light and heavy pressure, to rub his swollen, blackened penis. After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, although Huang Rong had practiced martial arts since childhood, she was still only a twelve-year-old girl. Furthermore, her massage techniques were still incomplete, and she was already sweating profusely, her thin clothes soaked with sweat, and panting heavily. She saw that despite all her effort, although she had squeezed out a lot of clear, sticky fluid, there was no sign of pus being expelled; instead, the swelling had worsened. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in herself. Seeing Old Song's somewhat dazed expression, she was even more startled: "Could the poison have spread?" Without thinking, she opened her lips and sucked at the small opening on the penis from which the sticky fluid was seeping. Old Song groaned , and without daring to delay, he swallowed the fluid directly without even spitting it out. Seeing that his lie had worked, Old Song was both surprised and delighted. Now, a stunningly beautiful young girl, his master's only beloved was sucking his penis. The sensation on her thighs told him that Huang Rong was only wearing silk underwear under her long skirt. The girl's smooth, silky inner thighs were constantly rubbing against his body, his lower body feeling soft and warm. Huang Rong's tongue slid back and forth on the tip of his penis, sending a tingling, itchy sensation straight to his brain—a pleasurable feeling.

Old Song had to close his eyes. He made a few more hand gestures, and Huang Rong followed them,
grasping the base of his penis with both hands, one above the other, and inserting the tip into her mouth. Using her waist strength, she vigorously rubbed the penis in
her mouth, moistening and rubbing it.

Huang Rong's thin shirt, soaked with sweat, opened wide at the sides due to the force of the movements, instantly revealing most of her white, round
breasts, which trembled with the rise and fall of her upper body, seemingly about to burst forth. The white shirt
clung tightly to her chest due to the sweat, and the slightly transparent fabric revealed the faintly protruding pink nipples.
Seeing this, Old Song thought, "This girl Rong'er, in her desire to stay cool, hasn't even put on any clothes." He couldn't resist
reaching in to touch it, when he suddenly heard Huang Rong exclaim, "Oh no! It's swollen up like this again!" At this moment, Huang Rong
couldn't suck on Old Song's penis because it had swollen even more, and she looked apologetic and anxious.

Seeing this, Old Song felt deeply guilty for deceiving the naive young girl who cared so much for him. However, the moment his gaze
fell Huang Rong's shapely breasts, any glimmer of conscience that had surfaced vanished. He shook his head and
gestured, saying, "If that's the case, then there's no need to try the last method. Old Song has committed many evils in the past and is destined to die
here . Old Song thanks Master and Miss for their care over the years..."

Upon seeing the gesture, Huang Rong was so anxious that tears almost streamed down her face. She immediately rushed forward, grabbing Old Song's shoulders and shouting,
"Don't say you want to give up! Since there's still a last resort, why not give it a try!"

Old Song gasped, his eyes wide open, his mouth agape, unable to speak
. It turned out that Huang Rong's sudden forward movement had pressed her entire body weight firmly against Old Song's enormous
penis—this was exactly what Old Song had tricked her into doing. And the violent shaking of her body as Huang Rong shook his shoulders
had brought an unparalleled shock.

Old Song composed himself, a troubled expression on his face. After a moment's hesitation, he gestured and said, "
At this stage , a virgin must rub her genitals directly against the wound to suck out the poison. Only a pure yin body can suppress this potent
and strange poison. But Miss, you are of noble birth, and it's unnecessary for a lowly person like me to go to such lengths..."

This lie left Huang Rong dumbfounded. Such a treatment method was indeed unheard of. If it were truly effective,
she would certainly give it a try. However, the innate modesty of a girl made the naturally outgoing Huang Rong
blush with shame at the thought of being naked in front of others, and she felt extremely embarrassed. Suddenly, an idea struck Huang Rong. She stood up slightly,
leaned forward, and lifted her long skirt up to her knees. When Old Song saw Huang Rong's round, snow-white knees and pink
calves , he felt a blur before his eyes, and his engorged penis involuntarily trembled again.

Huang Rong slipped her hands under her skirt and moved them rustlingly for a moment. Then, through her long skirt, she removed
her underwear and set it aside. Next, she placed her hands on Old Song's stomach and gently pressed her vulva against his penis
. Old Song didn't dare to breathe loudly, afraid of disturbing Huang Rong and causing her to change her mind. Only when he felt Huang Rong's
vulva pressing against his penis and shifting its position back and forth did he relax and fully enjoy
the pleasure brought by the tender honeyed vulva of a young girl.

At first, Old Song felt a little hesitant as Huang Rong rubbed her vulva against his penis. But
after , Huang Rong gradually increased the pressure. Old Song noticed his penis was already soaked with fluid.
Looking up at Huang Rong, he saw her face flushed, as if she had applied rouge, indescribably beautiful. Her lips were slightly
panting , her expression hesitant, a hint of doubt mixed with excitement.

Old Song knew Huang Rong was still feeling uncertain because of her first experience with caresses, so he
gestured Huang Rong felt something was amiss, but the sensation
of her lower body rubbing against a hot, thick penis told her not to stop. Huang Rong felt
a large wet patch where she was connected to Lao Song , but she was too embarrassed to lift her skirt and expose her vulva in front of him. As
her lower body became wetter, her throat became drier, and the strange pleasure and "sizzling" sound from her vulva
became more and more obvious.

The feeling was somewhat like the warm current that her father used to help her practice Qigong, flowing up and down the acupoints of her body,
but it was never as strange and intense as the rubbing of her vulva now. She felt a surge of heat rushing
upwards , and her limbs were completely powerless. Huang Rong almost forgot that she was detoxifying Lao Song. She lowered her head and began
to swing her slender waist back and forth in large movements, rubbing her clitoris harder against the hot penis that was giving her pleasure
. She just wanted to find an outlet to release the itch that had accumulated inside her body with the pleasure, a itch that she couldn't touch or grasp, but which made her feel
unbearably suffocated.

“Old Song… what’s this feeling… so strange… my body is so hot…”

Old Song saw everything. His hands slipped inside Huang Rong’s long skirt,
stroking her smooth thighs up her rounded knees to her lower abdomen. He held her slender waist,
increasing the pressure with her movements, intensifying the pleasure of their genitals rubbing together. Huang Rong seemed unable to withstand the weight of her
upper body and leaned against Old Song. Her youthful, firm breasts pressed against
his chest through her sweat-dampened thin shirt, squeezing up and down with his waist movements. Old Song pulled his hands away and suddenly pulled open Huang Rong’s shirt, tearing it down
to her waist. Two dazzlingly white breasts immediately sprang out, swaying on her bare chest.

Huang Rong was startled as her consciousness began to fade. Before she could even utter an “Ah,” the sudden
stimulation of her nipples made her involuntarily let out a soft “Mmm…” from her throat. Old Song's
teeth and hands roamed and stimulated Huang Rong's nipples, breasts, and other sensitive areas of her upper body. He sucked on
Huang Rong's left nipple, slowly nibbling with his teeth, while his rough left hand
kneaded His right hand gripped Huang Rong's snow-white buttocks tightly under her skirt. He slowly sat up and laid Huang Rong down on
the ground, their genitals still pressed tightly together. Old Song began to rub his penis against Huang Rong's clitoris, still hesitant to break her hymen to
leave room for future penetration.

Old Song's mouth, hands, and penis simultaneously stimulated Huang Rong's breasts and vagina, watching her face flush red, her
pink petals flowing with alluring nectar, her hips swaying from side to side, her seductive expression completely unlike that of
a twelve-year-old girl. Old Song inserted his right index finger into Huang Rong's vulva and slowly stimulated it back and forth. He felt a
tremor , and his thick finger seemed to be sucked in, immediately disappearing into the honey-filled labia, constantly
probing between the fleshy walls. Huang Rong's legs clenched and relaxed as if in spasms, rubbing against each other incessantly.

"...Mmm...Ah...Ah...Ah ah..." Huang Rong began to make seductive sounds, her waist
arching upwards to meet Old Song's fingers, gradually losing herself in the pleasure.

Old Song thought to himself, "If your damned father hadn't cut off my tongue, I would have made you taste
the ." With this thought, he suddenly hardened his heart, lifting and lowering Huang Rong's body,
and she sat between his legs, his huge penis forcefully penetrating her already overflowing
vagina .

Just as Huang Rong was experiencing indescribable pleasure from Old Song's manipulation, suddenly a thick rod pierced her vagina
to the very end, a tearing sensation immediately shooting up from her lower body, tears and screams escaping at the same time.

"Ah!! It hurts! Old Song, stop! It really hurts!"

Ignoring Huang Rong's cries, Old Song relentlessly thrust his penis into her tender vagina,
feeling the burning heat of her tightly clenched flesh.

"Ten years, a full ten years without touching a woman." Tears welled in Old Song's eyes.

"Waaah... Old Song... Stop... I can't take it anymore... No more... Waaah..." Huang Rong, suddenly
overwhelmed, reacted like a girl who knew no martial arts, her delicate face filled with pain.

Seeing this, Old Song felt a pang of pity and slowed his movements, becoming gentler. Gradually, Huang Rong, who had been crying
and pleading , began to breathe deeply with each thrust of Old Song's penis.

"Mmm...ah...ah...Old Song...mmm...so good..."

The immense swelling sensation of being deeply inserted into her lower body brought indescribable pleasure with each thrust. Huang Rong
seemed to lose the ability to think; the pain of almost being unable to breathe mingled with the intense pleasure,
bringing a sexual peak she had never experienced before.

"Ah...ah...mmm...ah...ah..." Seeing that Huang Rong's pain had been
replaced penis began to thrust wildly in and out of her honey hole again.

"Ahhh...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...ahhh...no more...mmm..." Huang Rong cried out
again clinging tightly to Old Song. Having tasted the pleasure of intercourse for the first time, Huang Rong's delicate body could barely withstand
the overwhelming, unstoppable orgasms brought to her by Old Song, who had conquered countless women. The pleasure within her body and the pain of
her hymen breaking were mixed together, indistinguishable from one another. Waves of climax surged forth, exploding
and bursting through her entire body. Finally, after the most intense surge…

“Ah!! It’s coming!…”

Huang Rong felt as if her limbs had snapped, her body convulsing, her vagina gripping
his penis tightly. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and she leaned back. Seeing Huang Rong reach her climax, Old Song increased
his thrusting. Then, his lower body, tightly gripped by her vaginal walls, convulsed again. He hastily pulled his penis out, and a
thick, fishy-smelling semen sprayed into the air, landing on Huang Rong’s face, hair, and bare upper body.
The sticky semen slowly slid down between Huang Rong’s breasts. At the same time, a large amount of cloudy vaginal fluid, tinged with slightly
blood , almost soaking her entire long dress.

Huang Rong lay on the floor of the woodshed, eyes closed, panting heavily. Her fair breasts, stained with semen
, heaved as if she were still savoring the pleasure she had just experienced. She opened her eyes, half-closed them, and glanced at Old Song.
She licked the semen from her lips and smiled, "You weren't poisoned... right?..."

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