Endless Conquest

Dim, orange light streamed into the spacious, luxurious bedroom, a slightly acidic, ambiguous atmosphere hanging in the air. Scattered across the intricately embroidered Persian carpet were clothes: a man's shirt with a missing button, torn women's stockings, men's cotton underwear, women's lace bras, and more—clearly indicating a passionate night of lovemaking. Following the

trail of clothing, one could see the owners of these garments asleep on the luxurious Italian-style bed in the center of the bedroom. The man lay supine, arms outstretched, a white blanket covering only his waist, revealing his bare, muscular upper body. The woman, her head resting on the man's right arm, lay on her side, one of her fair, lotus-root-like arms draped over his bulging, bronze-colored chest, the blanket barely covering her breasts.
Perhaps due to the exhaustion of the previous night's lovemaking, they remained fast asleep despite the sunlight streaming through the curtains. After a while, the sleeping woman seemed to hear something. Her eyelids twitched slightly, and after a short while, her eyes slowly opened. She withdrew her hand from the man's chest, gently rubbed her eyes, and then slowly sat up.

As the woman sat upright, the blanket covering her chest gradually slipped down, revealing her voluptuous and beautiful curves. Perhaps because she had just sat up from lying down, or perhaps because she was so voluptuous, her two semi-circular breasts drooped slightly, the purplish-brown nipples and dark red areolas fully displaying their owner's allure and maturity. Due to long hours sunbathing on the beach, the woman's body had a healthy coffee color, but her breasts were dazzlingly white, and a thin strip of white skin extended to both shoulders, perfectly outlining the shape of a bra.

The woman glanced at the sleeping man beside her, a happy smile appearing on her face. She gently leaned down and kissed his forehead, then got out of bed barefoot, picked up a white silk robe scattered on the carpet, draped it over her shoulders, loosely tied the belt at her waist, tossed her slightly disheveled hair, and stretched as she walked to the French windows.

"Whoosh—" As the woman parted the curtains with both hands, a soft whirring sound filled the air, and the seemingly heavy curtains deftly opened, letting in the morning sunlight that illuminated the entire bedroom.

The bedroom was built on a hillside, offering a superb view through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Less than two hundred meters down the slope lay a vast expanse of azure sea, its shimmering surface captivating. Seagulls circled overhead, their clear cries echoing. Yet, this beautiful scenery failed to capture the woman's attention. Her gaze was drawn to a couple running and playing on the beach. Their faces, made even more radiant by the sunlight, radiated a tender, maternal smile.

"Wife, what are you looking at? You seem so happy!" The man in bed had woken up sometime earlier, quietly approaching the woman from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist, and gently kissing her delicate earlobe.

The woman shifted slightly, nestled closer to the man, and chuckled, "Did I wake you up too? Look, Ayun and Mingming are playing around again. Ayun, she's an auntie now, but she acts like a child. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were siblings."

"Hehe, Ayun's only twenty-four. She's just a kid." The man watched the two energetic girls on the beach, a smile spreading across his face.

The woman's face radiated happiness. She rested her head against the man's chest, her eyes gently closed, as if listening to his heartbeat or feeling the warmth of the sun. The man didn't speak, simply holding her waist, enjoying the sunshine, the beach, and the pervasive warmth with her. After

a while, the woman murmured, "It's so nice. I hope it can always be like this..."

"Hehe, of course it can always be like this." The man gently kissed the woman's neck.

"But..."

"Sigh, you're overthinking things again, aren't you?" The man released his arms from around the woman's waist, walked to her side, and put his arm around her shoulder. Pointing out the window, he said, "This place is in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, far from the hustle and bustle of the world. There's no more of that fighting and scheming life. As for our old enemies, they don't even know we're here, so they can't possibly disturb our peaceful life. In fact, we've been living here quietly and happily for three years, haven't we?"

The woman smiled shyly and said, "I'm sorry, honey, maybe I'm worrying unnecessarily! But maybe it's because I'm too happy. It's like holding a piece of exquisite porcelain; the more careful I am, the more fearful I become, afraid of breaking it."

"You're still so sentimental!" The man lovingly stroked the woman's hair.

The woman chuckled softly, wrapping her arms tightly around the man's waist. She tilted her head back to look at his face and said, "Honey, honestly, you gave up your status, your brothers, everything you worked so hard for, all for me and Mingming, to come to this desolate island. Don't you regret it?"

"Silly girl," the man replied, "I gave up a lot, but I gained even more. So why should I regret it? I should feel fortunate." He hugged her even tighter. "With you, with Mingming and Ayun, our family lives in this paradise. Every day we go fishing, swimming, and sunbathing. Isn't it wonderful? It's so much better than those days of fighting and killing. To be honest, I want to thank you, and Mingming. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have been able to bring myself to leave that life where I could command the wind and rain, but there was never a moment of peace and rest. As for my brother..." "Brother, hehe, they have their own lives. I entrust those so-called career achievements and status to them. I'm at ease, and they're happy too. Why not?"

Hearing her husband's deep and affectionate words, a sweet and intoxicating blush appeared on the woman's face. Her plump bodies, which had been standing side by side, unconsciously turned to face each other. Her eyes gazed tenderly at her husband's angular face. As if to see more clearly, her bare, tanned feet gradually rose on tiptoe, and her rounded arms wrapped around the man's neck.

"Mmm..."

The man seized the opportunity to kiss her. The intensely masculine scent filled the woman's mouth and reached her mind, causing her to involuntarily let out a sweet moan. Her bright eyes became hazy and dreamy, then slowly closed, completely immersing herself in the pleasure of their kiss.

As the man kissed her deeply, his hands roamed restlessly over the woman's curvaceous body, her waist, her chest, her shoulders. His nimble, strong fingers traced her skin like a gentle touch, leaving soft, delicate bumps on her skin. Her

white silk robe silently slid down to her feet, the sunlight streaming through the window gilding her naked body, making her appear beautiful and pure without a trace of lewdness, like a sea goddess.

"Ugh…husband, no, no, Ah, Ah Yun and the others will see…" the woman stammered, her voice trembling with barely suppressed pleasure.

"Don't worry, it's tinted glass. They can't see in from the outside." With that, the man mischievously turned her around, so she was now facing the floor-to-ceiling window, the dazzling sunlight illuminating her entire body.

"Ah—" the woman screamed, reaching out to close the curtains, but the man, anticipating her move, grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms tightly to her sides, preventing her from lifting them.

"You, what are you doing… let go, let me go…" The woman blushed, her body twisting and struggling slightly.
"I told you, Ayun and the others can't see," the man breathed into her ear, then lightly licked her delicate earlobe with his tongue.

The woman trembled, a tingling, itchy sensation like ants crawling on her, her body going limp, unable to struggle any longer. She leaned against the man, her breath sweet and slightly dazed.

The man smiled slyly. He knew that earlobes were one of a woman's erogenous zones, even more sensitive than the breasts. A little flirting with them would make a woman submit to his every whim.

"You... what are you doing... last night wasn't..."

"Last night was last night. Now I want it again. Who can blame me when you're so beautiful, my wife?" With that, the man leaned forward, his hard member sliding between the woman's buttocks like a python entering its hole, refusing to leave.

The gentle teasing made the woman's body go numb, and the sweet words that followed made her heart melt as well. She giggled, glancing back at the man with seductive eyes, and said coquettishly, "You're such a greedy cat." As she spoke, her slender hand also grasped the strange snake that was protruding and burrowing between her buttocks, holding it tightly to prevent it from moving.
The man reached under the woman's armpits with both hands and grasped her breasts. Of course, one hand couldn't completely hold the nipple; from the top down, his palm could only cover two-thirds of the area. The large expanse of snow-white skin at the base of the breast was squeezed and deformed by his five fingers. At the same time, his palms were gently rubbing the erect nipples. The man could clearly feel the woman's nipples becoming more and more swollen and hard under his palms.
"Ah..." the woman groaned heavily, her protests muffled, "No, not here... hug me, carry me to... the bed..."

The man whispered in her ear, "Wife, we spent the whole night in bed last night, how about we try something different today?"

The woman gave him a coquettish glare, her slender hand tightening its grip on his engorged penis, and scolded, "You always have so many tricks up your sleeve, you're so annoying..."

The man let out a strange groan of pleasure, a smug grin spreading across his face, then he lowered his head and kissed the woman's neck, a deep and forceful kiss as if trying to draw water from her skin, slowly moving to her shoulders, down her slightly arched spine, his body gradually bending until he was squatting on the ground.

The woman let out sighs that sounded like both comfortable sighs and groans of pleasure, her soft body writhing restlessly, as if protesting the man's unhurried rubbing at this moment, it was simply too much!
The man squatted on the ground, his line of sight level with the woman's buttocks. He forcefully spread her buttocks apart with both hands, brought his face close, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Instantly, a slightly sour and fishy smell assaulted his nostrils, stimulating his adrenaline to surge rapidly, causing his penis to twitch involuntarily.

Feeling the man's warm, moist breath on her most sensitive area, the woman felt an unbearable tingling and itching sensation, almost driving her mad. She shook her head, instinctively moaning, "Yes, I want it... I want it..."

As she moaned, she involuntarily thrust her hips back, burying the man's face, already so close, into her buttocks, his straight nose sinking deep into her cleft.

How could the man waste such a delicious offering? He opened his mouth, his supple yet powerful tongue pressing against her full, parted lips, striving to penetrate deep within. His nose rested precisely on her clitoris, occasionally scraping and swirling.

"Ah—" the woman screamed, completely abandoning all restraint. Her two taut, straight legs trembled wildly as if unable to stand, her upper body bending even lower, making her buttocks stick out even higher.

The man remained unmoved, continuing to use his rough tongue to move in and out of the narrow crevice between her two full lips, occasionally lightly swirling the surrounding flesh, sucking for a moment, as if he were a gourmet savoring a delicacy.

"Ah…" the woman was almost going mad. The man's tongue, soft yet slightly rough, was incredibly skillful, easily building her pleasure rapidly, leaving her mouth dry, her lower body intensely itchy, yearning for something larger and harder to fill her.

"Waaah...don't...don't lick anymore...faster, faster, I want it..." the woman whimpered, her whole body trembling violently. If her arms hadn't been gripping the floor-to-ceiling glass so tightly, she probably would have collapsed to the ground long ago.
Judging that the time was right, the man finally lifted his face, which was now wet with the woman's vaginal fluids, stood up, and thrust forward with incredible speed. His rock-hard penis plunged into her muddy, wet vagina with a "plop," going all the way in.

The force of the impact pressed the woman's face against the glass, flattening her pretty face and making her look very strange and uncomfortable. But at this moment, the woman couldn't care less about that. The sudden fullness inside her body propelled her, who had been hovering on the edge of orgasm, to the peak. Her vaginal cavity contracted rapidly, spasming in waves. The intense pleasure made her momentarily lose consciousness, her mouth unconsciously emitting moans, and the hot breath she exhaled fogged the glass.

The man was desperately trying to control his urge to ejaculate, gritting his teeth. The woman's vaginal cavity was incredibly tight; layers of tender flesh enveloped his penis like a small hand gripping it tightly. The sensation was indescribable. After

a brief pause to let the urge subside, the woman turned and gave him a seductive glance. She opened her mouth provocatively, licking her slightly dry lips with her wet tongue, and chuckled lazily and provocatively, "You want to finish after just one time? Hehe..." The man

feigned anger, "Fine, you dare laugh at your husband? Let's see how I deal with you, you little slut."
By this time, the man's urge to ejaculate had subsided considerably, so he began to thrust more confidently. He held the woman's slender waist with one hand and gripped her penis tightly with the other. His plump buttocks slapped gently, his waist thrusting rapidly like a pile driver, while he muttered, "Fuck, fuck you to death, you little slut..."

Pleasure surged through the woman like a tidal wave, wave after wave of excitement causing her to moan loudly, her face flushed as if on fire. Her expression shifted dramatically with the thrusting and churning of the penis inside her; sometimes her features were almost contorted in agony, sometimes she beamed with pleasure, as if bathed in a spring breeze.

"Ah... husband... so... so good... I'm going to die... I'm going to die..." Tears streamed down the woman's face as she desperately thrust her plump buttocks back and forth, causing her dangling breasts to swing back and forth.

"I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death..." The man panted heavily like an old ox, clearly indicating he wasn't much better off than the woman. Each thrust scraped against the tender walls of her vagina, making his glans tingle unbearably, sending shivers of pleasure through his lower abdomen, his urge to climax rising exponentially.

"...Darling...husband, baby...ah..." The woman moaned incessantly, finally letting out a long, drawn-out cry. Her long, flushed neck arched high, like a beautiful swan on the verge of death. Her hands, which had been gripping the glass tightly, slowly slid down, causing her entire body to gradually go limp, until she was lying prone on the ground. However, her waist was still tightly held up by the man, lifted a foot high. He knelt behind her, making his final conquest...

[The End]

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