[Urban] Family Reunion (Book) - 19-21

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The martial arts world is renowned for its "Southern Murong and Northern Qiao Feng," with the Southern Murong

being Murong Fu, the current

head of the Murong family, located thirty miles west of Suzhou City in the Yanziwu Manor, famous for his "using their own methods against them" philosophy.

Although Murong Fu has already made a name for himself in the martial arts world, and his family still has

a goal to strive for forever, he still diligently studies martial arts in his family's "Returning the Sword Pavilion" whenever he has free time,

never daring to slack off.

Today, while studying martial arts in the "Returning the Sword Pavilion," Murong Fu discovered

a . Judging by its appearance, it hadn't been touched for at least a century. Out of curiosity, he opened it.

Inside was a hidden compartment containing a small wooden box and a parchment letter. Murong Fu

opened the envelope, and the contents shocked him greatly!

"A letter to the 26th generation descendant of the Murong clan: The contents of this box are extremely ominous for you, but they are beneficial for the restoration of our Great Yan

Dynasty . Take care."

Even more astonishingly, the letter was signed Murong Longcheng!

Although the Murong family had a lineage spanning hundreds of years, since the fall of the Great Yan Dynasty, descendants had ceased using generational names to express their shame at the

loss of their kingdom , intending to resume this practice only after the restoration.

Yet this letter explicitly stated the name of this 26th generation descendant, and the letter was left by

the emperor who had brought the dynasty to its greatest prominence in the family's history—Murong Longcheng. How could Murong Fu not be surprised?

After a while, Murong Fu calmed himself and resolutely opened the wooden box.

As a descendant of the Murong family, even if the danger was great, what was there that he

wouldn't ?

Upon opening the box, a faint, shimmering light emanated from within. Only after closer inspection did he realize it contained a

strangely styled bracelet.

The ruby at the center of the bracelet was incredibly alluring to Murong Fu, and he couldn't resist putting it on

his left wrist.

Instantly, a powerful spiritual force surged through his consciousness, while his body, following the Heavenly Demon Body Technique

, rapidly underwent transformation.

After Murong Fu put on the bracelet, his eyes flickered with a mixture of confusion, pain, and indignation;

an uninformed observer would likely mistake him for madness.

When Murong Fu "awoke" again, it was already dark. A triumphant smile graced his face,

for he had gambled correctly; he had acquired a body of exceptional talent and the full power of the Murong family.

Murong Fu… no, perhaps he should be called… that young man!

Because

it was a possession controlled by the main god, the young man possessed everything about Murong Fu, including his memories,

martial arts, and even emotions that Murong Fu himself was unaware of…

Carefully examining Murong Fu's memories and comparing them with the plot of Tian Long Ba Bu, he discovered that this should be

one or two years before the start of the Tian Long Ba Bu story. A'Zhu, A'Bi, and Wang Yuyan were all about fifteen or sixteen years old, a year or

two .

However, slightly different from the original work, his aunt, Madam Wang, was only thirty-one or thirty-two years old, and because of her

good maintenance, she looked only twenty-four or twenty-five, about the same age as him at twenty-five.

Thinking of Madam Wang, the young man felt a surge of heat in his heart. She truly was Li Qiushui's daughter,

the prototype of the jade statue in the Wuliang Mountain cave? Li Qiushui's sister's niece, though not quite a

beauty that could topple kingdoms, was definitely a femme . No wonder his short-lived uncle, who died before even consummating the marriage, was so infatuated with her. Even

knowing she was pregnant, he still managed to eliminate all opposition within the family and marry her into the Wang family.

(Heh... how exciting it would be to have both mother and daughter in bed together...)

The young man was completely unaware that he would never have had such thoughts before.

After recalling for a while, he finally fully absorbed Murong Fu's memories, and only then did he have time to look at the first

Gods' Space Bracelet he had received.

There was a ruby on it, on which would appear the prompts given by the main god, and it connected to the basic

storage space, a space of one cubic meter in size, with seven small compartments on the side, which could be used to store

cards that needed to be used quickly. The basic storage space already contained five basic cards that the main god would give to everyone.

Language cards, level 1 ability cards, which could master conversations in various languages without any learning.

The Exit Card, a Level 1 ability card, can be used once daily in the Gods' Space, consuming 100 reward points

to forcibly exit the story.

The Communication Card, also a Level 1 ability card, allows free contact with

the other party . Card number: 0989789789.

The Friendship Card, a Level 1 ability card, can be used three times daily in the story, allowing the user to check the

information and friendship level of a specified target towards the cardholder.

The Space Card, a Level 1 item card, has 16 storage slots, each one cubic meter in size. Each slot

cannot hold more than three different items and has no weight. The gold, gems, and pills the young man had previously purchased

are stored in it.

Although the young man doesn't need the first three cards now, they will be useful later in the story.

After examining the bracelet, the young man checked his body. Due to the Heavenly Demon Body, his internal

true energy had been used and refined to the point of being almost nonexistent. While its quality far surpassed any current cultivation technique, its quantity was even

less than that of Wang Yuyan, who had hardly ever practiced.

(It seems the most urgent task is to find a furnace to cultivate in...)

He didn't feel there was anything wrong with his thoughts and actions, because hatred and

the influence of the Heavenly Lust Demon Body had penetrated deep into his soul.

(Fu, huh...) (

What a good name... It doesn't just represent the "Fu" of restoring a kingdom... It can also represent the "Fu" of revenge... I'll use this name from now on...) (From now on... I'll be called Bai Fu... And ... in this story... I am Fu Rong Fu ...) (My enemies, just wait, soon I will return to the real world with a power so strong that you can't resist it, to take revenge on you one by one...) ********** ...

This could be described as unwavering loyalty; even if Bao Butong were to kill his beloved daughter with his own hands, he would

not hesitate to use the most cruel methods to kill her.

Bai Fu's task for them was simple: split into three groups. Two would go to Wuliang Mountain

in Dali to retrieve everything from the cave, cutting off Duan Yu's chance encounter, while one would stay in Dali to capture Duan Yu

. One would go to Xingxiu Sea to capture Xiao Azi, and the other would go to Xiaojing Lake to capture Azhu and Azi's mother, Ruan Xingzhu.

As for himself, he would begin brainwashing his family…

In the study of Canhe Manor,

Azhu looked at the young master before her with curiosity.

Recently, the young master seemed to have changed. Usually, he was always busy traveling, and Azhu only regarded him as

a kind older brother. But in the past few days, Azhu suddenly realized that the young master was so

handsome , so elegant and refined, making Azhu blush and her heart race.

He usually had the more attentive Abi serve him, but today, for some reason, he summoned her to his study,

presumably to give her some instructions.

(Or...is he going to tell me something...?)

(Heh...impossible...Young Master and Miss are engaged...and he's busy with

the great cause of restoring the Great Yan...what am I thinking...?)

Azhu blushed, sticking out her little tongue to banish the strange thoughts from her mind, yet she looked at

the possessed Murong Fu with a hint of anticipation.

As the master of the Murong family, Bai Fu easily ordered Azhu to his study. He used his bewitching red eyes

technique , and instantly, two beams of red light shot from his eyes, connecting with Azhu's eyes

and easily putting her into a hypnotic state.

Azhu's playful, dark eyes were filled with confusion as she stared blankly at Bai Fu. Although only

fifteen years old, Azhu's well-developed breasts rose and fell with her breath, incredibly alluring.

Looking at the hypnotized A'Zhu before him, Bai Fu felt his penis hard as a burning iron rod,

wanting nothing more than to tear off A'Zhu's clothes and fuck her virgin cunt.

After being betrayed by his lover in the real world, Bai Fu had a new understanding of everything around him. Although

he had admired and felt sorry for Xiao Feng's heroic spirit when he read "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" in the real world,

A'Zhu was still a woman of his Murong family. Even if she was destined to become the confidante of the great hero Xiao Feng

, they had never met.

Moreover, A'Zhu was beautiful and had a good figure, while A'Bi was gentle, elegant, and quiet. Both were quite tempting to

him . Before having his aunt and cousin

as the main course, having this fiery beauty A'Zhu and the quiet and lovely A'Bi as a snack was not bad.

Bai Fu was initially reluctant to let A'Bi, this devoted woman, have her, but in the end, he decided to brainwash her immediately after having

A'Zhu, and at most, fuck her a few more times later.

As for Wang Yuyan, although she inherited Madam Wang's beauty and was incomparably gorgeous, for

Bai Fu, who lacked maternal love since childhood, it was his mature and dignified aunt Madam Wang who made him even more eager...

(However, wouldn't it be even better if he could get both mother and daughter into bed together...)

A sinister smile appeared on Bai Fu's lips, but in an instant, he took

the first step ...

After Bai Fu put A'Zhu into a hypnotic state, he led her into the bedroom and began to ask...

"A'Zhu, can you hear me?"

"Yes, young master..." A'Zhu answered obediently.

"A'Zhu, do you remember your origins?"

"Yes...Young Master...A'Zhu was an orphan from a young age, adopted by Master, which is why she is who she is today..."

"So, everything you have is given to you by the Murong family..."

"Yes...Everything A'Zhu has is given to her

by the Murong family..." "Since everything you have is given to you by the Murong family, does that mean everything you have belongs to the Murong family?"

"Yes...Everything A'Zhu has belongs to the Murong family..."

"Everything you have belongs to the Murong family, therefore you are a slave of the Murong family!"

"Yes...A'Zhu is a slave of the Murong family..."

"Then...what is my status..."

"Young Master is the head of the Murong family..." A'Zhu answered obediently.

"I am the head of the Murong family, so the Murong family belongs to me!"

"Yes... the Murong family belongs to Young Master..."

"The Murong family belongs to me, and you belong to the Murong family as a slave, so you are my slave!"

"Yes... A'Zhu is Young Master's slave..."

"You are my slave, so I am your master!"

"Yes... Master..." A'Zhu swore.

"Slaves are lowly and obscene... therefore you will offer your lowly and obscene body,

dedicate everything to your master, and live only for the orders your master gives you!"

"Yes... A'Zhu is a lowly and obscene slave... therefore A'Zhu will offer A'Zhu's lowly and obscene

body, dedicate everything to your master, and live only for the orders your master gives A'Zhu!"

A'Zhu easily changed her life's goal.

"You will dedicate everything to your master. Your body and your soul will all be given to your most beloved master.

Whatever your master asks you to do, you will do it willingly. Whatever your master does to you, you will

accept it willingly."

"Yes... Azhu will dedicate everything to her master... Azhu's body... Azhu's soul... will all

be given to Azhu's most beloved master... whatever your master asks Azhu to do... Azhu will do it willingly...

whatever your master does to Azhu... Azhu will accept it willingly..."

Step by step, Azhu's thoughts were transformed.

"You will respect your master as you would your father, teacher, or elder brother; you will love your master forever as you would your lover,

sweetheart , or sweetheart; you will care for

your master as you would your children, apprentice, or nephew; you will never have any feelings for anyone else, because all your feelings belong to your

master..."

"Yes... A'Zhu will respect her master as she would her father, teacher, or elder brother... A'Zhu

will love her master forever as she would her lover, sweetheart, or sweetheart... A'Zhu will care for her master as

she would her children, apprentice, or nephew... A'Zhu will never have any feelings for anyone else..."

"Anyone with any feelings... only because all of Azhu's feelings... belong to Azhu's master..."

In the end, even Azhu's feelings will belong to Bai Fu...

(A slut who belongs only to me, from body to will, from thought to emotion... Heh heh heh heh...)

Suddenly, Bai Fu remembered something that happened two years ago. At that time, little Azhu was playing and ran away from Canhe Village. Unexpectedly, she was kidnapped by

a lecherous thief and fed two aphrodisiac pills. The first pill made Azhu's whole body incredibly sensitive. The mere

friction between her clothes and skin was enough to bring her to multiple orgasms. It was the thief's perverse pleasure, wanting

Azhu to beg him.

The second pill was a potent aphrodisiac. No matter how chaste a woman was, she would

become , shamelessly begging for a man's pleasure. However, the thief himself couldn't bear it and couldn't bring himself to force her.

Fortunately, before the lecherous thief could succeed, Bai Fu's aunt, Madam Wang, arrived in person, dismembered the thief, found

the antidote, and had A Zhu soak in the water all night before she was alright.

Bai Fu, a sudden inspiration, continued, "A'Zhu, do you remember two years ago when you were kidnapped by Young Master Yin'e

and fed two pills?"

"I remember... one green... one red..."

"Then, do you remember how you felt after taking them?"

"I remember... the green pill... my whole body felt so strange... even wearing clothes... made me feel...

so itchy... the red pill... my whole body felt so hot... light and airy... I wanted it so badly... such a strange feeling..."

"Now, A'Zhu, your body will remember these two sensations and imprint them deep within your soul.

Have you remembered them?"

"Yes... Master... A'Zhu has remembered them..."

"From now on, whenever you see me, are near me, or even think of me when no one is around, you will

feel like you've taken that green pill..."

"Yes... whenever I see Master... am near Master... or think of Master... I will feel like I've taken...

the green pill..."

"As soon as I utter the words 'Langnu A'Zhu,' you will feel like you've taken the red pill..."

"As long as Master... utters... the four words 'Slave Azhu'... Azhu will... feel like she's taken

a red pill..."

Bai Fu's lips curled into a sinister smile as he satisfiedly withdrew his spiritual power. The red light shooting from his eyes immediately ceased, and

Azhu's expression became dazed, as if she had just seen Bai Fu. Her eyes immediately lit up with surprise, and she

trembled with excitement as she looked at him with adoration.

"Azhu, tell me, who are you?"

"Azhu is a slut who belongs only to Master..."

"Say it again in the most lewd words!"

"Azhu was born to be a slut to be fucked by Master. Please, Master, use your big cock to fuck Azhu's slutty

cunt..."

Azhu immediately knelt down, speaking lewd words as she approached Bai Fu, rubbing her pink

and pretty face seductively against Bai Fu's already bulging penis that was about to burst his pants.

Bai Fu looked at A Zhu with satisfaction. He sat on the bed and then gave the order again: "A Zhu, sit on my

lap ."

A Zhu obediently sat on Bai Fu's lap, her face flushed, and hugged him tightly. Her tight little buttocks

moved , and her innocent little honey hole rubbed against Bai Fu's big meat stick.

"Mmm... ah..."

Bai Fu grabbed A Zhu's full breasts with both hands and rubbed and played with them through her clothes, making A Zhu,

who was as unable to help but moan.

"Ah... Master... Master... A Zhu... A Zhu is so happy... mmm..."

Through her clothes, Bai Fu stroked A Zhu's breasts, feeling their softness and indescribable comfort. Following

A Zhu 's curves, his hands also touched A Zhu's plump buttocks and her private parts.

"My little Azhu is so wanton, she's already getting wet after just a couple of touches on her breasts..."

"Mmm... Azhu... Azhu is Master's... Master's slut..."

Bai Fu wasn't satisfied with just playing with her through her clothes, so he slipped his hand through her clothes and into

her bodice, forcefully grasping Azhu's full breasts and kneading them into various alluring shapes. "Mmm... Master... Master... Azhu... Azhu is going to... going to come ahh

... "Hmph... Little Azhu is so lewd, she came after only a few touches, she must be lonely every night and masturbates thinking of men..." "No...no...Azhu...no...I don't masturbate secretly at night...and Azhu... Azhu only loves Master...even if I masturbate in the future...I will only think of Master...I won't think of other men..." Azhu blushed, her eyes sparkling with seductive charm, and she retorted coquettishly in Bai Fu's ear. Bai Fu was delighted to hear this, and kissed Azhu's lips, enjoying the taste of her tongue. They exchanged saliva while his hands roamed and played with Azhu's body. After a long and passionate encounter, Bai Fu finally satisfied himself and teased, "Alright, from now on, Master will see how the lewd slave A Zhu . But today, Master will first enjoy your little cunt that's been dripping with lustful fluids. Come on, take off your clothes first..." "Yes..." A Zhu sat on the bed, not taking off all her clothes, but only untied her skirt and threw it aside. She pulled her soaked underpants down to her ankles, exposing her flesh, which no one had ever seen before, to Bai Fu's gaze. The luscious flesh was wet and dripping with nectar , with a layer of lewd heat floating on it, looking incredibly tempting. Seeing such a beautiful sight, Bai Fu could no longer resist. He immediately removed his clothes, revealing his engorged penis, and lifted A Zhu's thighs, pressing his penis against her labia. He said, "A Zhu, are you ready? I'm going in !" "Mmm...please...please, Master...enjoy A Zhu's lowly...slutty cunt..." A Zhu blushed and shyly uttered lewd and obscene words. "Mmm..." A Zhu let out a muffled groan as Bai Fu inserted his penis deep into her labia. A trickle of virgin blood, a symbol of her chastity, slowly flowed from their point of union.

After a while, the pain on A'Zhu's face showed no signs of easing. Although Bai Fu's penis was still inside

her warm, moist passage, the urge to thrust was driving him almost to madness. With a fierce determination, he

whispered , "Slave A'Zhu!"

A'Zhu felt a strange heat surge from her lower abdomen, her mind becoming hazy. The pain in her private parts

gradually faded, and an indescribable desire filled her chest.

"M-Master...A'Zhu...A'Zhu feels so strange...I want it so much...A'Zhu wants it so much...I want it so much..."

Seeing that it was time, Bai Fu picked A'Zhu up and laid her flat on the bed. A'Zhu's white legs were spread wide

open, forming an M shape, completely exposing her private parts to Bai Fu.

Bai Fu pulled his penis out slightly and then gently began to thrust in and out. Slowly, his movements

became more and more skillful. After the initial warm-up, his penis began to rhythmically attack A'Zhu's body.

"Mmm...so...so comfortable...it feels like...like I'm flying...Master...Azhu...

Azhu ...it feels so good..."

Each time the penis passed the middle of the secret passage, it would stop and grind back and forth, and Azhu would be

completely overwhelmed by a rapid wave of pleasure. Then the penis would rush into the depths of the secret passage with lightning speed, kissing the smooth

cervix , and Azhu would feel her whole body enveloped by a fierce storm.

Bai Fu leaned forward on her, his hands once again playing with her white and firm breasts,

and his tongue went deep into her mouth, licking everywhere. Azhu's fair body was under Bai Fu's playfulness from top to bottom, and

the pleasure in three places gave her a feeling she had never experienced before.

Soon, her skin turned white and rosy, and fine beads of sweat seeped out between her breasts.

With repeated thrusting, Azhu's love hole was overflowing with lustful fluid, and with each back and forth of Bai Fu's penis,

it made lewd "splat! splat!" sound.

A'Zhu was completely lost in a daze. Her ten fingers dug deeply into the muscles of Bai Fu's back, and all she could remember

was the pleasure of offering her body to her master.

Bai Fu quickly changed A'Zhu's position.

He turned her over, so that her weight rested on her bent knees, positioning her in a kneeling

position .

He carefully looked at A'Zhu's high, round, snowy buttocks, forcefully spreading them apart to expose

the secret hole hidden deep in the cleft of her buttocks, and then continued his thrusting motion from behind.

"Ah...ah...good...Azhu...Azhu feels so good...ah...Azhu...like a puppy...

Azhu is just like...just like a puppy...being fucked by her master...ah...Azhu...Azhu...is a little bitch...

Azhu...is her master's little bitch...ah ah ah ah ah..."

Amidst Azhu's lewd cries, Bai Fu increased the force of his thrusts, his penis pumping rapidly,

each stroke hitting Azhu's smooth cervix. A surge of pleasure rushed through him, and his massive penis contracted and expanded,

spraying his long-accumulated, scalding semen into Azhu's body without reservation.

"Ah...Master...Master...shooting...shooting inside...Azhu...Azhu wants...want...to have

Master's child...want...want to go...want to go ah ah ah..."

Bai Fu gasped for breath for a moment before catching his breath, but upon seeing Azhu's beautiful body covered in fragrant sweat, his penis,

which had just softened, immediately hardened again.

Feeling the hardening penis inside her again, Azhu asked in confusion, "M-Master..."

Bai Fu carefully turned Azhu's body over again, chuckling teasingly, "Azhu,

tonight, Master won't let you sleep..."

That night, Azhu's pleasurable moans echoed continuously from Bai Fu's bedroom. "

Ah...Master...Master...will fuck Azhu to death...Azhu...is going to fuck Azhu to death..." "

Bad...bad...Azhu...Azhu is being...fucked to death by Master..."

**********

... Feeling his internal energy increase by more than three times, this was the result of a whole night of "cultivation." Although it was mainly due to A'Zhu's virgin yin energy, and even after the increase, it was still not at a third-rate level, its advantage lay in its long-term , as A'Zhu's power increased, the power of both parties would also increase. The Heavenly Lust Demon Body truly lived up to its reputation as a Heavenly Rank S-grade technique. Suddenly, a message from his bracelet appeared in his mind. "Completely subdued A-grade sex slave A'Zhu, reward points 5000, 1 blank level 6 card." (How could... the reward be so high...) It turned out that the level of a sex slave was mainly judged by their appearance, aptitude, status, and strength. Regardless of the power level in the story, the method of judging appearance and aptitude was the same. A'Zhu possesses superior looks and talent. Although her current status is merely a maidservant of the Murong family, she is actually the daughter of Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan of Dali Kingdom, making her a princess—a noble status. If Bai Fu had waited until A'Zhu became Xiao Feng's confidante before taking her as a sex slave, her score in this regard would have been even higher. Therefore, despite her almost nonexistent martial arts skills, she could be considered an A-grade sex slave, which explains the numerous rewards she received. If it were A'Bi, because her family background was not as illustrious as A'Zhu's, and her looks were slightly inferior, her only advantage being her gentle and virtuous temperament, she could only be considered a B-grade sex slave. For example, the four swords of Lingjiu Palace—Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju—had average looks and talent, but because the four women looked alike, if they were all taken in together, they could be considered C-grade sex slaves. Similarly, the maids of the Wang family, such as Youcao, Xiaoshi, and Xiaoming, had only average or below-average looks and talent, so they could only be considered D-grade sex slaves. Although he didn't know the method for assessing the level of sex slaves, Bai Fu was only happy to receive . Bai Fu got up from the bed, looked at the sky that was about to fully brighten, and smiled happily. (Next... it's time to subdue the entire Canhe Manor...) ************ Bai Fu was sitting in the "Returning Water Pavilion" studying martial arts. After being enhanced by the mental power of the main god interface, his memory was also improved to an incredible level. He didn't need to "read" books; he could memorize them with just a scan of his mental power. In addition, he was a genius, and Murong Fu's foundation was high, allowing him to learn all the martial arts in the "Returning Water Pavilion" regardless of level in just two months .

All the important figures in Canhe Manor have been brainwashed by him. Several maids with above-average looks,

including Azhu and Abi, a total of four, have been taken as sex slaves by him, and their fertility has been extracted. After two months

of diligent "training," the amount of true energy in his body is slightly higher than that of Murong Fu before he possessed him. Of course,

in comparison , Bai Fu's power is far greater.

(Hmm... Although I haven't fully mastered it yet, I've already grasped it all. I just

need to analyze it slowly... Currently, the entire Canhe Manor is under my control... Gongye Qian hasn't

brought Azi back yet... Deng Baichuan is staying in Dali to prepare to bring Duan Yu back... Bao Butong sent back a message...

He has captured Ruan Xingzhu... She will return to Canhe Manor within ten days... Feng Bo'e brought back everything from Wuliang Mountain Cave yesterday...

including the jade statue, the secret manual, and the precious jade... Next... is Mantuo Manor...)

"Ugh..." Suddenly, a wave of pleasure rushed from his spine to his brain, causing Bai Fu to ejaculate.

Looking down, he saw Abi swallowing his semen with a look of enjoyment on her face, her hands not stopping,

gently knelt under the table and began to stroke him.

"Hehe... Abi's oral skills have improved again..." Bai Fu patted Abi's head and praised her.

"..." Abi woke up from her blissful state, but only blushed and couldn't speak.

Although Bai Fu had brainwashed Abi, he hadn't removed her sense of shame. At first, she was willing

to serve Bai Fu so shamefully because she loved her young master so much and couldn't bear to disobey any of his requests. But now she was

addicted to Bai Fu's semen. She kept telling herself not to be so lewd, but she could never resist the temptation and enjoyed

Bai Fu's semen.

"Come, get up and sit on my lap, let your master taste your lovely little hole again..."

"Yes, master..." Abi's face was flushed, like a ripe red apple. She stood

up , lifted her skirt (which wasn't covered by underwear), and sat down, positioning her wet little hole against Bai Fu's hard penis.

"Mmm..." The full satisfaction inside her little hole made Abi involuntarily let out an alluring moan.

Then she wrapped her arms around Bai Fu's shoulders and skillfully began to move her snowy buttocks, letting Bai Fu's penis enter and exit her honeyed place.

While enjoying Abi's services and admiring her shy and adorable expression, Bai Fu laughed, "Abi,

your breasts are so small, they're not as fun to play with as Azhu's..."

"Mmm...Ah...Abi...will...will try...will try to grow bigger...so that Master...can play with them

more...more enjoyably..."

"Hehe...Is that so? Then I'll wait and see..."

"Mmm..." A determined look appeared on Abi's cute face, and she nodded vigorously.

Bai Fu held Abi's snowy buttocks, picked her up, and let her hang on his body like a koala

, walking towards the bed next to him, his penis thrusting forcefully into Abi's vagina.

"Ah... Master... Abi... Abi feels so good... I'm... I'm going to come..."

"Hehe... Abi's little cunt is so sensitive... She's already coming after just a few thrusts..."

"Ah... Abi... Abi loves Master... Abi only lets Master do her... Ah... I'm going to... I'm going to be fucked to death

..."

The sounds of lust continued in the room. After a while, Azhu and the other two maids who had been subdued as sex slaves came in. Xiao Cui and

Xiao Lan

brought in lunch, but

Bai Fu dragged them to the bed and fucked them until they all passed out before stopping. ********** ... Bai Fu laughed, "Aunt, your nephew is your closest relative, and I've been thinking of you. Can't I even come to see you? Why must I be here to plot something against you?" "Hmph! These past few years you've been stirring up trouble outside, dreaming of your Murong family's so-called eternal emperor dream. Do you think I didn't know?" Bai Fu continued with a fawning smile, "Hehe...Aunt, we're blood relatives. I'm usually busy traveling and rarely at home to listen to your teachings. So, you think I'd immediately send you this jade statue as a token of my respect?" "Oh...then I should thank you..." Bai Fu laughed, "How could a nephew ask his aunt for a reward? If you're happy, you can reward me with tens of thousands of taels of gold , or a few martial arts manuals from the Langhuan Jade Pavilion, and that will be enough." Madam Wang snorted and said, "If you want gold as payment, just come to me, how could I refuse? If you want to see the martial arts manuals in the Langhuan Jade Pavilion, I'd be more than happy to oblige. I'm just worried that you're not doing your proper work and don't strive for improvement . I really don't know what you're up to." "Hehe...what could I possibly be up to...come, Aunt, please look..." As he spoke, Bai Fu pulled down the silk cloth covering the jade statue, revealing its true form. The jade statue was of a beautiful woman in palace attire, holding a long sword with the tip pointing forward. It was the same size as a living person, and her pale yellow silk robe trembled slightly. Even more remarkable were her bright, sparkling eyes, full of spirit. Upon closer inspection, she realized that the eyes were carved from black gemstones, appearing increasingly deep and subtly shimmering with light . The jade statue's lifelike quality stemmed primarily from the lively expression in its eyes. The hair on the statue's head was real human hair, flowing like mist, loosely tied in a bun, adorned with a jade bracelet containing two small, luminous pearls. The white jade of the statue's face subtly revealed a rosy hue, indistinguishable from human skin. What surprised Madam Wang most was the striking resemblance between the statue and herself, though Madam Wang possessed a more mature charm and a figure far superior to the statue. When Madam Wang turned to look at the statue, she saw its gaze follow her, as if it had come to life. Madam Wang was greatly startled, turning her head to the right, and the statue's gaze seemed to move in response. No matter which side she stood on, the jade statue's gaze remained fixed on her, its expression unfathomable, a mixture of joy and love, deep affection and sorrow. "Fu Guan, where did you find this jade statue? How can it look so much like me?" Although the hair on the statue had undergone some secret treatment, it still appeared as if it were growing from a real person's head. However, the yellow silk robe she wore clearly showed its age. It turned out that after Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui had a falling out, Li Qiushui had sunk the jade statue into the lake, preventing Wu Yazi from finding her. Years later, Li Qiushui returned to the Wuliang Mountain cave, only to find that all her belongings had been moved by her daughter.

She moved away, leaving only a letter explaining that her daughter had married into the Wang family in Suzhou.

Filled with resentment, Li Qiushui retrieved the jade statue from the bottom of the lake, along with two secret manuals and a promise to kill all the disciples of

the Xiaoyao Sect. This is why Madam Wang had never seen the jade statue.

"Different from the original story, but slightly modified for plot convenience."

"Hehe... Aunt, look!"

"Look at what..." Madam Wang glanced absentmindedly at Bai Fu, only to see two beams of red light shooting from Bai Fu

's eyes, directly into hers, instantly putting her into a hypnotic state.

(Hehe... I didn't expect that although my aunt's martial arts skills weren't high, her innate mental strength was so strong that it was

more than three times stronger than mine, which was enhanced and was more than twenty times stronger than that of an ordinary person... Luckily, I had investigated her beforehand with the Friendship Card

... Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable... But... Is it because the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts can cultivate mental strength, and even

my aunt, who only cultivated the basics, could cultivate it to such a high level... Or is it because of her good bloodline... or is she exceptionally talented...?)

In fact, Murong Fu had long harbored a secret love for Madam Wang, but Madam Wang

was deeply in , and Murong Fu was her nephew, so Murong Fu had no choice but to shift all his energy to

the great cause of restoring the Great Yan Kingdom, which he himself knew would never succeed.

Now, this feeling and jealousy have been inherited by Bai Fu…

“Aunt…you’ve married into the Wang family, so you’re a member of the Wang family, right?”

“Yes…I’ve married into the Wang family…I’m a member of the Wang family…”

“So you shouldn’t love anyone outside the Wang family anymore, so you shouldn’t love Duan Zhengchun anymore!”

“I…I shouldn’t love…anyone outside the Wang family…no…I shouldn’t…I shouldn’t…”

“You shouldn’t love Duan Zhengchun!”

“I shouldn’t love Duan Zhengchun…”

“So, you will no longer love Duan Zhengchun!”

“I…no longer…no longer love…”

“You don’t love Duan Zhengchun!”

“I don’t love Duan Zhengchun…”

“So for your own good, you will forget Duan Zhengchun!”

“For my own good…forget…Duan Zhengchun…forget…Duan Zhengchun…”

“Aunt, do you know who Duan Zhengchun is?”

“Duan Zhengchun…I don’t know…” Madam Wang answered doubtfully.

(Hmph... It's done... Next...)

"No need to remember that person, ignore them."

"No need to remember... ignore them..."

"You will pour all your feelings into the Wang family."

"All... feelings... into the Wang family..."

"Aunt, do you know how many people are in the Wang family now?"

"The Wang family... has... has... Granny Rui... no... she's not... has... Granny Ping... no...

not either..."

Many people appeared in Madam Wang's mind, seemingly belonging to the Wang family, yet not quite.

"Now, only you, your daughter Yu Yan, and your nephew... me remain in the Wang family!"

"The Wang family... only... me... Yu Yan... Fu Guan..."

"I am the only man among the three of us, therefore, I am the only man in the family!"

"Yes... Fu Guan is... the only... man..."

"And as the only man in the family... everything I say is correct... you will unconditionally

obey me... and willingly carry out everything I say..."

"Fu Guan is... the only man... everything Fu Guan says... is correct... I will...

unconditionally ... obey Fu Guan... and willingly... carry out..."

"In the future, when you hear me say 'slutty aunt,' you will return to this state."

"Yes... slutty aunt... this state..."

Bai Fu, who had intended to let Madam Wang recover first, suddenly thought of a good idea that could help him

enjoy the beauty before him even more.

"You will forget all knowledge about sexual intercourse between men and women."

"Forget... about... sexual intercourse between men and women..."

Bai Fu's lips curled into a sinister smile. Satisfied, he withdrew his spiritual power, the red light in his eyes immediately ceasing.

Madam Wang's expression immediately became bewildered, as if she had just seen Bai Fu, her eyes radiating infatuation. But then a

look of confusion appeared, wondering why she felt such affection for her nephew.

"Aunt, I came today because I recently acquired a set of martial arts skills, and I need your help to practice them,

okay?" "

Hmm... sure... where should we practice..." Madam Wang said softly to Bai Fu.

"Let's go to your boudoir!"

"Hmm... okay..." Although Madam Wang felt something was amiss, she nodded and led Bai Fu into her

boudoir .

Upon entering Madam Wang's boudoir, Bai Fu said to her, "Aunt, to practice this skill, you need to take

off all your clothes. Take off all your clothes first, then lie down on the bed."

"Take off all my clothes…" Madam Wang was somewhat doubtful, but she still followed Bai Fu's instructions and

slowly removed her clothes.

Madam Wang slowly removed her pale yellow silk shirt, revealing smooth bare shoulders and delicate, white hands.

The shirt slid down completely, finally revealing Madam Wang's snow-white, slender thighs, leaving only her full

breasts covered by an apricot-yellow bodice and her beautifully curved buttocks tightly bound by underpants.

"Fu Guan, do I really have to take everything off? Aunt feels something's off…"

"Aunt, I am the only man in the family. Everything I say is right!"

"Yes… everything Fu Guan says… is right…" Then he continued to undress.

As her bodice loosened, Madam Wang pressed one hand to her chest, letting the loose bodice conceal her breasts. After a moment's hesitation

, she clumsily pulled down her underpants with her other hand, then used that hand to cover her private parts.

"Fu Guan... this really... feels so strange..."

Madam Wang's face flushed red, making Bai Fu even more eager to tease her.

"Aunt, put your hands behind your head."

"Mmm..." Madam Wang obediently put her hands behind her head, instantly revealing her firm, full breasts, her

translucent skin, her slender waist, her round, snow-white buttocks, her long, white thighs, and her

private parts, which hadn't been seen by anyone for over ten years. All of this was laid bare before Bai Fu's eyes.

Bai Fu stepped forward, admiring Madam Wang's exquisite body.

Madam Wang looked at Bai Fu in front of her with a puzzled expression and asked, "Fu Guan, why are your hands behind your head?

Huh? What's that smell? It smells so good..."

At this moment, Bai Fu had already taken off his clothes, and his penis was erect and hard. Madam Wang couldn't help but blush and her heart race when she smelled the scent

emanating from .

"Fu Guan, what's that thing down there? It smells so strange, but it smells so good..."

"Oh... that's called a penis, it's what men use to fuck women..."

"Fuck? What's that? What does it have to do with me putting my hands behind my head?"

"Nothing, you'll find out in a moment. I was just checking if you're suitable for practicing this

skill . Now stick out your tongue..."

"Mmm..." Madam Wang obediently stuck out her little tongue without any hesitation, and she did

n't question why her nephew made her stick out her little tongue, because Fu Guan was the only man in the family, so it was only

natural for .

Bai Fu also extended his tongue, skillfully flicking it against Madam Wang's fragrant tongue, causing her to emit

alluring "mmm...mmm..." sounds.

Seeing Madam Wang's tempting, submissive appearance, Bai Fu felt a surge of desire and

forcefully drew her tongue towards him.

Madam Wang's breathing became increasingly rapid: "Ah...Fu Guan...so...so strange..." This scene, which he had long dreamed of for so long, made Bai Fu pull Madam Wang even closer into his arms, kissing her

passionately and intensely . "Ah...mmm..." Madam Wang let out sweet moans from her nostrils. After savoring Madam Wang's fragrant tongue for a while, Bai Fu continued, "Next, I'll examine ." "Breasts? What's that?" "These are your breasts..." "These two mounds of flesh?" (Could it be... Auntie doesn't even remember breasts...?) "Yes, these are them, they are your nipples!" "Nipples?" "That's right, and now I'm going to touch your nipples! Come, repeat after me!" "Fu Guan... touch my nipples..." (Hahahaha... My usually dignified and virtuous auntie... is now using vulgar and crude language... to describe her own noble body...) "Hmm..." Bai Fu grasped Madam Wang's breasts, gently caressing them and lowering his head to suckle. "Ah... Fu Guan... so comfortable... but... so strange... such an embarrassing feeling... ugh..." Bai Fu couldn't help but kiss Madam Wang, whose face was flushed, again, licking her wet, fragrant tongue, turning it over and over in her mouth . "Hoo...hoo...Auntie, your little tongue is so delicious..." "Fu Guan...why are you eating my tongue...I just ate it too...it feels so strange ...why are you doing this..." "Auntie, this is because before cultivation, we need to check if you are suitable for cultivation. Now it's proven that you are the most suitable !" "Really? Can I help you? That's wonderful!" Madam Wang was overjoyed like a little girl , because at this moment, she had begun to transfer her feelings for Duan Zhengchun to her nephew in front of her. Although Bai Fu did not give such an order, he made Madam Wang forget about Duan Zhengchun and transfer all her feelings to the family. There was only one man in the family, and in ancient times, the only often represented the status of the head of the family and the husband. Therefore, Madam Wang's only feelings for a man, her love for Duan Zhengchun, were transferred to Bai Fu. "Hehe... Of course, Auntie helped me a lot. Next, sit on the bed and spread your legs. I need to check the next place." "Hmm..." Madam Wang still had her hands behind her head, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. Then, without hesitation, she spread her legs, allowing her nephew to clearly admire her noble and sacred private parts. "Ugh... Fu... Fu Guan... Auntie feels... so strange... so embarrassing..." "It's okay, Auntie, this is normal..." As he spoke, Bai Fu lowered his head to admire his aunt 's private parts closely. At the junction of her legs, a slender slit stood upright, topped with a small, exquisite, ruby- like perfect clitoris, and the lush pubic hair presented a natural, messy look. "Hmm... Fu Guan... It's itchy..." Feeling Bai Fu's hot breath, the hot air from his nose blowing on her private parts, the unprecedented sensation made Madam Wang even more embarrassed. Then, Madam Wang was startled to find something wet and slippery touching her "there." (That's... oh... what is that... what is Fu Guan touching... what is it...?) Looking down, she saw that Bai Fu was sticking out his tongue and licking her private parts. "Fu... Fu Guan... oh... what... what are you doing... it feels... so strange... ah..." Bai Fu didn't answer her. It turned out that Bai Fu had begun to skillfully caress her private parts with his tongue, moving back and forth along the labia, occasionally teasing the clitoris that was not yet engorged. "Ah... so... so strange... so comfortable... Fu Guan... continue..." Madam Wang moaned " shamelessly ." Seeing that Madam Wang's private parts were slowly secreting nectar, Bai Fu gently parted Madam Wang's labia with his fingers, teasing Madam Wang's slightly open and moist labia with his fingers, while sucking on the clitoris and licking the depths of the labia, and then slowly inserted his index and middle fingers into Madam Wang's vagina. "Ah... Fu Guan... It's so strange... Fu Guan... Ah ah..." Waves of pleasure washed over her, and Madam Wang's full breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing. But her hands obeyed Bai Fu's words, holding them behind her head. She could only keep swaying her waist, pushing her petals forward, letting Bai Fu play with her to his heart's content. "Fu Guan... that... what are you touching...?" "That's your pussy and clitoris. I'm licking them so you can quickly enter a state of cultivation." "Ugh... that's... your pussy... and clitoris..." After teasing her for a while, Bai Fu saw that his aunt had entered the state, so he stopped and asked breathlessly: "Heh... heh... Aunt, is it comfortable?" "Ha... comfortable... ha... Fu Guan... It's so strange... ha... but it's so comfortable..." Madam Wang also answered breathlessly.

Bai Fu took a deep breath and replied with a smile, "Since this cultivation is so comfortable, we'll cultivate every day from now on..."

"Okay... from now on... I'll cultivate with Fu Guan every day..."

"Hoo... Aunt... the next cultivation is... I'm going to fuck you... I'm going to use my penis... to fuck

your little cunt... hoo... hoo..." After some teasing, Bai Fu saw that Madam Wang's expression was confused and

knew it was time. He gestured for Madam Wang to put her hands down and said to her,

"Hoo... Fu Guan wants... Fu Guan wants to fuck Aunt... hoo... to use his penis... to fuck Aunt's

little cunt... ooh... in... in... ah..." Madam Wang still obeyed Bai Fu's words, repeating

the vulgar and crude phrases.

Bai Fu straightened Madam Wang's body, letting Madam Wang's slender legs cross and rest between Bai Fu's waist and hips, and

his penis slammed into the depths of Madam Wang's already soaked petals.

"Ah... Fu Guan... fuck Auntie... Fu Guan with your cock... fuck Auntie's pussy... so good...

Fu Guan fucks Auntie... so good... ah..."

Hearing Madam Wang's innate lewd moans, Bai Fu became even more excited, thrusting in and out of Madam Wang's

private parts .

"Ah... Fu Guan... continue... use your cock... continue fucking Auntie... ah... so good...

ah... I'm going to... Auntie's going to be fucked crazy by Fu Guan... ah... again... ah... fuck Auntie... Fu Guan...

fuck Auntie to death..."

Madam Wang swayed her beautiful, mature body violently, emitting seductive moans, joyfully

cooperating with Bai Fu's thrusts.

The usually noble and holy Madam Wang, under the influence of her physical instincts without her knowledge, revealed

her desire for intercourse, her beautiful body lying with her legs spread, accepting Bai Fu's repeated penetrations.

Soon after, Bai Fu moved Madam Wang to the superior position, and Madam Wang actively swayed up and down, seemingly

insatiable.

"Ah...so comfortable...I'm on top of Fu Guan...inside...full...all the way to the very inside...

ah..."

Bai Fu's hands also continuously kneaded Madam Wang's breathtakingly beautiful breasts, wantonly playing with them, shaping

them into various alluring forms.

"Aunt! You really have a wonderful body that I can never get tired of. Your breasts are so big and they don't sag, and your

vagina is so tight. I really want to do it for days and nights."

"Okay...then I'll do it as much as I can, Aunt...I can play with Aunt's body however I want...ah! So deep!

Yes...that's it..." Madam Wang, with a seductive expression, involuntarily uttered lewd words.

"Ah...good...so comfortable...Fu Guan...Fu Guan is making Auntie feel so good...ah...Auntie...

Auntie wants Fu Guan to do it for her every day...um...every day...ah...every day Fu Guan will use his penis...ah...

fuck...fuck Auntie's...little cunt...ah..."

"Good...I want to do Auntie every day...every day...not just you...I also want to do my cousin...

I'll put you and your daughter on the bed at the same time...do both of you at the same time..."

"Good...Fu Guan...you are really...too good to us, mother and daughter...too good...such a

comfortable training...I must bring Yu Yan along...to let you do it on the bed together...together...to let you

do it ah ah ah ah..."

After a period of fierce thrusting, Bai Fu suddenly felt a stimulation on his glans, and his penis trembled. He

squeezed all of his wildly ejaculated semen into Madam Wang's body without spilling a drop, which also brought Madam Wang to orgasm.

"Huff...huff..." After the orgasm, the two of them were panting together.

However, only a few breaths later, Madam Wang felt Fu Guan's penis, still inside her, harden again, and then she

heard Fu Guan's voice: "Aunt, tonight we must practice diligently. Don't worry, I will teach

you how to practice step by step..."

It seems that this lewd night is still very long...
04-17

The Three Greek Goddesses

Once

upon a time, there was a king in Greece named Peleus. This brave and young king married

Thetis, the daughter of Poseidon, the god of the sea. On their wedding day, Peleus and Thetis held a grand banquet for distinguished mortal guests and

the gods of Mount Olympus.

However, they forgot to include Eris, because she was the famous goddess of "war" and "jealousy," and

even the gods did not want to see her gloomy and terrifying face.

Enraged, Eris vowed revenge, but Poseidon's power was something she dared not provoke. However, the cunning

Eris quickly came up with a good idea.

The wedding banquet was lively and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

As everyone listened to Apollo playing his golden lyre and the nine Muses singing, Eris, hidden

herself , quietly entered the hall.

She tossed down a beautifully crafted golden apple and vanished.

The guests were astonished by the sudden appearance of the apple.

When Peleus, the host of the banquet, read the inscription on the apple: "For the fairest of them all," all the

goddesses were restless, each vying for the apple.

The debate was most intense between Hera, Athena, and Venus, each

claiming the apple to be theirs.

Poor Peleus dared not give it to any of them, fearing that giving it to one would offend the other

two .

The gods present were divided in their opinions, unable to reach a consensus.

The three goddesses refused to yield, and the argument went all the way to Zeus, the father god.

Zeus looked at the golden apple in his hand, then at the three beautiful goddesses, and was deeply troubled.

He thought, "If I don't give it to Lady Hera, that jealous wrecker will throw a tantrum, and I'll become

her punching bag, not to mention I'll have to go down to the mortal realm to seduce beautiful human girls. If I don't give it to my daughter Athena, who knows what

that unruly girl will do when she gets angry.

Although I'm still the most powerful of the gods, years of debauchery have made me outwardly strong but inwardly weak,

especially since she has a shield that's impervious to his ultimate weapon, the Thunderbolt. Won't she try to seize power like I have?

Hmm... that's too dangerous. If I don't give it to Venus... that little beauty, tsk tsk, how can I not give it to her?"

Zeus thought for a long time and finally came up with a way to escape without offending anyone.

"Ahem, all of you be quiet!"

After calming the three goddesses down, he continued, "You three are the most beautiful goddesses in the temple, and..."

" You Hera, are my wife; you Athena, are my daughter. Therefore, it would be unjust for me to make the judgment.

So , go and find the most handsome man among men, and let him decide who owns this golden apple. What do you think

?"

The three goddesses looked at each other, nodded, and asked Zeus in unison, "

What ?"

Zeus said, "His name is...his name is...Hermes! What is his name?"

Hermes quickly replied, "His name is Paris."

"Ahem, yes, yes, his name is Paris. Hermes, you go and give him the golden apple and tell him

what to do. The three of you wait a moment before you go."

"Hmph! That's more like it!" the three goddesses said in unison.

Paris was the son of Laomedon, King of Troy. When his mother Hecapra gave birth to him,

a prophet that this child would bring about the destruction of the entire city of Troy. The terrified king and queen abandoned him in

the most desolate place on Mount Id. However, a she-bear nursed the abandoned infant, and five days later, a shepherd

adopted him.

As he grew, he became increasingly handsome.

By the age of twelve, his beauty was universally acknowledged, and at sixteen, the mountain nymph fell madly

in love with him, making love to him daily and giving him pleasures only gods could enjoy. Little did he know that even

greater pleasures awaited him.

At eighteen, his handsomeness was undeniable, even to the gods. A well-proportioned physique, bronze skin,

strong arms, a broad and thick chest, long legs, and a penis comparable to that of a god.

He was so perfect that even Zeus, the king of the gods, was jealous of him.

Zeus thought, "This time you're sure to be killed by those three grumpy goddesses, hahaha!" Zeus

laughed gleefully.

That day, Paris, who was herding sheep on the mountain, suddenly saw the messenger Hermes, holding a golden staff, fly

to and tell him, "Zeus commands you to be the judge and decide

which of the three goddesses—Hera, Athena, and Venus—should receive this golden apple inscribed 'For the fairest of them all.'"

Hermes added, "Don't be afraid. Since Zeus has entrusted you with this important mission, he will never

refuse to help and protect you."

However, Hermes secretly chuckled to himself, "Zeus doesn't care about you; he secretly hopes you'll be beaten to death by those three

goddesses !"

After giving him the golden apple, Hermes quickly flew away.

Meanwhile, Zeus, very curious about the fate of this human he envied, peeked out and watched closely

.

He saw the three goddesses, Hera, Athena, and Venus, slowly descend before Paris.

Although he had shared pleasure with the goddess of the mountain spring and had seen her appearance,

he was still stunned for a long time when these three goddesses stood before him.

However, his handsomeness also captivated the three goddesses; they all thought that this human was truly enchanting even to the gods.

To please him and gain the title of the most beautiful goddess, the three goddesses each displayed their most beautiful selves

.

Hera, the queen of the gods, struck a languid pose, her high nose and full lips highlighting

the sensuality of a mature woman. Her revealing low-cut dress accentuated her full breasts, which only Zeus could touch. As Hera

squeezed her breasts with her arms, the two large, soft breasts seemed about to burst out of her clothes, causing Paris

to become erect.

Paris composed himself, forcibly withdrawing his gaze from between the breasts, and looked back at Athena.

Athena, meanwhile, was displaying her heroic spirit. The valiant Athena, clad in her ever-present armor,

looked at him with a flushed face, a hint of shyness radiating from her features.

Despite the armor, Athena's slender figure didn't appear bulky; her full breasts beneath her

breastplate fueled endless fantasies, and the faint scent of her virginity stirred a criminal

impulse in Paris.

Finally, he saw the beautiful Venus. Confident in her beauty, Venus didn't pose

, simply smiling at him.

Wearing a semi-transparent veil, her partially revealed body aroused his intense curiosity, and her

small lips and captivating eyes seemed to possess a mesmerizing allure, making it impossible for him to look away.

Venus's skin was not only fair and delicate but also shimmered with a pearly luster, making one reluctant to

touch it.

The sweet fragrance emanating from Venus acted like an aphrodisiac, completely clouding his judgment. He slowly approached her

, almost offering her the golden apple.

Thankfully, his erect penis, practically perpendicular to the ground, and the explosive sensation brought him back to his senses.

Paris sighed, his mind in turmoil. Who should he give it to? He couldn't afford to offend any of the three,

but giving the golden apple would surely offend the other two goddesses.

As Paris carefully observed the three noble and beautiful goddesses, he thought to himself, all three are so

beautiful, and honestly, he couldn't determine who was more beautiful.

While he hesitated, a bold idea suddenly popped into his head:

seeing three such beautiful goddesses together was already a rare opportunity. Since they needed his help, he could take this chance and perhaps

even get to kiss them!

His lustful audacity disregarded the terrible consequences of failure and actually wanted to possess

the beautiful bodies of the three goddesses!

After making up his mind, Paris deliberately played hard to get, saying, "Beautiful things attract each other. I

am fortunate to have received permission from the Father God to judge your beauty, which is actually

a confirmation . I want to show you my beauty now to complement your supreme beauty."

With that, he stripped off his clothes, truly befitting the most handsome man in the world!

His erect penis aroused Hera's lust; his strong muscles and bronze skin

secretly pleased Athena, making her blush.

Even Venus was captivated by his tall and muscular body, thinking, "I never imagined there could be such a

charming . Making love with him must be wonderful."

Seeing that the goddesses showed no sign of aversion, he said, "Beautiful goddesses! I hope you can all display your beauty to me

equally completely so that I can make a fair judgment!"

Upon hearing this, Queen Hera unhesitatingly removed her sexy long dress.

Freed from her constraints, her breasts trembled precariously, their equally large nipples protruding high, the bright red tips like

two tender strawberries standing erect on her jelly-like breasts.

Her plump mons pubis swelled like a bun, covered with lush, dark grass,

making .

Venus deftly removed the thin veil, revealing an equally perfect body.

"My God!" Paris exclaimed inwardly, "What a perfect body!"

Her shoulders were rounded, curving towards her hips; her breasts were full but not protruding, tapering towards her abdomen; her thighs were full but not fat, her calves

slender but not thin.

Most importantly, her vulva was smooth and shiny, her pink labia so delicate, still gently

opening and closing!

Paris was utterly captivated.

Athena, in the center, was the famous goddess of virginity, having vowed never to marry.

Why?

It turned out that Athena had sprung from the head of her father, Zeus. She was well

aware , and to protect herself, she had vowed never to marry upon reaching adulthood.

Athena hesitated as she saw them all undress. Seeing Paris smiling at her,

she knew that if she didn't let him see her body, the title of the most beautiful goddess would be out of her reach. Meanwhile,

the goddess of beauty took the opportunity to mock her: "Are you afraid of revealing your shameful naked body? You

should just give up!"

The fiercely competitive Athena couldn't tolerate such words and began to remove her

ever- .

Athena's figure was slender and graceful, truly the most beautiful of the three goddesses.

Years of being encased in armor had given Athena's skin a radiant white glow, and without an ounce of

excess fat, her supple skin radiated boundless vitality.

Her perfectly proportioned breasts, like her proud head, held high.

Her body throbbed with every movement, seemingly possessing its own life.

The small, adorable nipples at the peaks proudly proclaimed her virginity, their pink color a testament to her untouched beauty.

Her vulva, not yet fully covered by the dark, lush vegetation, its equally pink and delicate labia hinted at

the exquisite beauty of her untouched virgin territory.

Meanwhile, Zeus, gloating from above, noticed the three goddesses' outrageous behavior and was utterly astonished.

His lustful eyes were fixed on Venus's exquisite body, and his drool poured down like rain onto the ground

.

Seeing that Paris had achieved his first goal, he continued his plan.

He said, "Almighty Father Zeus! He not only bestowed upon us sharp eyes and a sensitive nose,

but also a keen sense of touch. Three noble goddesses! Your beauty is so captivating that my

eyes are dazzled and my nose is intoxicated. I hope you will accept my suggestion and let my sense of touch and

taste experience your beauty!"

The three goddesses nodded happily upon hearing his flattery.

Paris, having struck it lucky, began to grope the three goddesses with his rough hands.

Paris first touched Athena's body.

A virgin's body was indeed extraordinary; Paris found that Athena's body was far superior to that of human virgins

.

Her delicate skin was as smooth as pearls, and her well-developed muscles felt particularly textured to the touch.

Paris's hands unceremoniously climbed onto Athena's virgin breasts.

Her breasts, never touched by anyone before, were incredibly elastic, and their bell-shaped form was the most elegant of all breast shapes.

The virgin's breasts changed shape in Paris's hands. Paris lifted the lower part of her breasts,

feeling their heavy texture, then let them fall with a "snap," admiring their free-moving bounce.

Paris then kneaded Athena's breasts forcefully, sucking on her tender nipples and smearing her

breasts with his saliva.

Her body, never touched before, couldn't withstand such stimulation; Athena's nipples quickly hardened, standing erect like

two beautiful rubies atop her white, tender peaks.

Athena felt Paris's rough, large hands like flames, and under their caresses, her

body began to heat up.

Paris praised, "These breasts are truly first-rate!"

Hearing this, Athena shyly turned her face away, but Paris then turned his attention to Athena's

untouched vulva.

Paris first cupped Athena's entire vulva with his large hands, slowly kneading it, as if

warming up Athena's desire.

Then he began to attack Athena's labia with his nimble tongue.

Athena, teased by him, began to moan involuntarily.

"Ah...ah...so good...oh! Don't touch there...oh...no!"

Hearing the legendary, dignified Athena utter such alluring moans, Paris's enthusiasm grew even stronger.

He parted Athena's labia majora and minora and began to directly tease her small clitoris.

The clitoris was Athena's most vulnerable spot; with each suck of Paris's tongue, Athena's body

throbbed as if electrocuted, her long hair flying everywhere.

Athena's moans grew increasingly desperate.

"Ah...I'm surrendering...ah...have mercy on me...help!"

Paris was even more delighted, seeing that the lovely clitoris had become engorged and swollen, as

lustrous .

Paris gently bit and squeezed it with his teeth.

Poor Athena had been played with until she could no longer make a sound, only hoarse cries escaping her throat.

Athena's frantically swinging hair and trembling muscles reflected that she had reached the peak of pleasure.

Athena's legs tightly clamped Paris's head, her vagina gushing forth streams

of vaginal fluid like a fountain, every drop of which, carrying the scent of roses, was sucked into Paris's mouth.

Paris closed his eyes, savoring Athena's virginal fluid, praising it with delight, "Truly

the finest of vaginal fluids!"

Hera, already impatient, scoffed at his words, her face full of disdain

.

Upon hearing this, Paris abandoned the nearly exhausted Athena and walked towards Hera.

Hera, her face filled with lust, said to Paris without restraint, "My little husband, come quickly

! Come and have some fun with me!"

Meanwhile, she fondled her own mounds of white breasts and her glistening black vulva.

Paris walked up to Hera, ready to play with her striking breasts, but Hera

grabbed Paris's thick, hard penis and shoved it into her mouth.

Zeus, watching from the heavens, saw his wife openly having sex with a mortal and even giving him a blowjob .

Enraged, Zeus grabbed his thunderbolts and hurled them across the earth, turning the torrential rain into thunder

.

Hera, on the ground, paid no heed. She used her magical mouth to suckle Paris's hot, hard

penis , making him feel even better than when it was inserted into his vagina.

Paris felt like he was in heaven, closing his eyes in ecstasy, letting Hera tease his penis. He

reached out and grasped her enormous breasts, pinching her two chimney-like nipples between his fingers and

rubbing them incessantly.

However, Paris's penis was no ordinary thing; it was a masterpiece of the human realm, not only incredibly thick and long, but also possessing a heat unbearable

for mortals , almost capable of scorching a young girl's vagina. The fleshy ridges on the glans protruded like thorns,

nearly piercing the vagina.

Hera's small mouth was stretched to its limit, and his skillful fingers teased her breasts until they seemed

about to burst.

The lustful Hera could not withstand such provocation and immediately used her ultimate technique—the Phantom

Tongue Technique—that only Zeus had ever enjoyed. Hera's tongue suddenly lost its shape, completely enveloping Paris's penis. The writhing

tongue gave Paris unparalleled pleasure, and the flexible muscles and powerful suction completely

overwhelmed .

"Roar..."

Paris ejaculated his scalding semen into Hera's small mouth all at once.

Paris, not expecting to be the first to lose, reluctantly tried to leave. But Hera, the goddess, hadn't

had enough. She grabbed Paris

, pointing to her vulva, saying, "I'm not satisfied yet!" Paris's lust was reignited. He grabbed Hera's fleshy

buttocks and began to fiercely bite her vulva. "Ouch! Be gentle! You're going to bite my pussy to pieces!"

Hera screamed, pressing Paris's head even harder against her vulva.

Seeing Hera's wanton reaction, Paris intensified his efforts.

His teeth not only tore at her labia majora and minora but also mercilessly bit at her swollen clitoris,

pulling , almost tearing it off.

As a goddess, Hera's body was naturally beyond Paris's reach,

a However, his unrestrained pulling brought Hera an intense pleasure she had never experienced before.

"Ah! So strong! Ah!! Even Zeus isn't as strong as you... Use more force... Ah!! It's going to explode!" The

fluid gushing from Hera's vagina was no longer an ordinary spring, but a raging flood. Paris tasted

this nectar and found it quite delicious, though with a slightly musky smell that seemed to

excite .

Suddenly, Paris had a brilliant idea to deal with this slut. He stopped talking and

instead , using his toes to shove into the fluid.

While toes weren't as nimble or long as fingers, their movements were rougher and more suited to

Hera 's lustful nature.

Sure enough, the moment Paris's toes entered her, Hera couldn't take it anymore.

"So good! My dear husband, you have this trick up your sleeve... Ah... You're going to kill me... Kill me!"

As Paris's toes writhed, Hera's body twisted and turned, as if nailed to the ground

, struggling helplessly.

Suddenly, Hera's head snapped back, her body tensing, and she let out a few "hehe" sounds as

a gush vaginal fluid shot out.

The powerful force not only pushed Paris's toes away but also sent the fluid flying a good several meters, like a

light rain.

Athena, now fully awake, sat blushing and secretly watching. Seeing Hera's fluids spray out,

she cried out "Ah!" and quickly grabbed her shield to protect herself.

Venus, on the other side, smiled and gently stroked her finger. Not a single drop of the splashed fluid landed on Venus,

only a drop on her slender finger. Venus tasted it and laughed, saying, "The taste is

alright , just a bit musky. It doesn't smell like a goddess; it smells more like a mare in heat."

"You!" Hera tried to get up, but she was too weak to move.

Venus smiled generously at Paris, then gracefully twirled around, saying, "Come, experience my beauty with all your

heart ! I will make you understand that those two were

nothing more than a wet-behind girl and a mare."

Venus laughed like silver bells, a hint of beckoning in her eyes.

Paris walked a few steps to Venus, inhaling her alluring fragrance, and closed his eyes in ecstasy.

Paris slowly raised his hands, reaching towards Venus's body.

"Ah! So round, so soft, are they breasts? Oh, no, these are just shoulders! So beautiful

! Zeus! What is this body made of? Smoother than jade, more textured than ivory,

warmer than the sun, more elastic than ox tendon, softer than anything in the world!"

"Zeus! This is the sacred peak of the god of love! I would give anything in the world to possess her!"

Paris excitedly and wantonly kneaded the incomparably noble breasts in his hands, his grip

growing .

"Ouch! Be gentle! You have no sense of tenderness!" Venus frowned,

displeased .

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, my goddess, you are so captivating!"

Paris quickly apologized, softening his touch.

Paris then began to caress other parts of Vienna's body.

A goddess is a goddess; her slender waist and full hips were mesmerizing.

Even her shapely legs and delicate hands were unforgettable.

Paris opened his eyes and observed Vienna's entire body up close once more. Her beautiful body filled him

with nothing but admiration.

After kissing Venus all over, Paris returned to the magnificent breasts he couldn't forget.

However, while he was enjoying her breasts, his nimble tongue attacked her sweet honey pot. The

already incredibly skilled Paris easily pried open the tightly closed vulva, plucking the pearl of chastity.

"Ah!" This high-pitched cry perfectly illustrated Venus's reaction to his intense stimulation.

Paris immediately increased his effort, squeezing her engorged clitoris even harder with his teeth.

"Ah! Don't do that, be gentle, it hurts..."

Venus pleaded softly, as if she were just a helpless lamb.

Paris admired Venus's slightly furrowed brow, her expression a mixture of pain and ecstasy,

perfectly embodying the perfect reaction of a perfect woman.

"Ah! Goddess Venus, you are truly the epitome of womanhood!"

Paris exclaimed, softening his teeth and beginning to use more techniques to tease Venus's clitoris.

Sometimes Paris gently squeezed her labia and clitoris with his teeth, sometimes he used his warm tongue to quickly

flick the sensitive clitoris.

Under Paris's skillful teasing, Venus's moans became increasingly melodious.

"Mmm...it itches...that's it...okay, faster...faster...faster..."

Paris simply stuck his tongue into the entrance of her vagina, teasing the sensitive spots on the flower walls.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore!"

With Venus's soft cry, the last goddess was also disarmed.

Although the vaginal fluid flowing from Venus's vagina was not as strong as Hera's, it

flowed like a spring.

Paris tasted the goddess's vaginal fluid with a big mouthful, and it was indeed incredibly sweet, leaving a lingering fragrance in his mouth, making him

want to savor it .

Seeing Paris's intoxicated look, Venus took the opportunity to ask, "Am I beautiful?"

Without thinking, Paris answered, "Of course, you are the most..."

"Shut up!"

"Don't fall for her trick!"

Hera and Athena, who were standing nearby, saw that he was about to fall for her trick and quickly spoke up to stop him.

Venus, seeing her plan ruined by the two, cursed, "You two vixens, you've ruined my good time again!"

Hera retorted, "Pah! You seductive vixen, still trying to cause trouble!"

Athena also retorted, "Hmph! You whore who's been ridden by a thousand men and fucked by ten thousand, don't think you can fool me!"

Seeing the three about to argue, Paris quickly shouted, "Shut up! The decision is still with me!"

The three obediently shut up, and Paris continued, "Now you will undergo one last test.

A woman's beauty is for the man to fuck, and so is a goddess. Now let me see how you perform

when !"

"Hmph! Let's do it! Come on, fuck me first!" Unexpectedly, this time it was Athena who was the most proactive.

It turned out that after being aroused to orgasm by Paris, Athena was the first to recover, and then, seeing Paris

teasing Hera and Venus, her heart was already burning with desire. When Paris said so, she agreed without hesitation.

Athena thought, "You've seen everything anyway, and you can't break my virginity, so let's do it!"

Athena swayed her high, firm breasts and walked up to Paris, spreading her legs and presenting her virginity

to him, saying, "Come on! Put it in and fuck me!"

Seeing the world-renowned goddess of virginity begging him, Paris, excited, immediately and without any finesse,

thrust his penis straight into Athena's vagina.

"Swoosh!" Paris's penis broke Athena's hymen, reaching her core. However, when he pulled his penis

out , Athena's hymen immediately returned to normal.

It turned out that a goddess's hymen could not be broken by a mortal's penis, so as soon as Paris

pulled , Athena's hymen would immediately recover.

However, what the clever Athena considered a guarantee of safety brought her enormous trouble.

Not to mention that each of Paris's thrusts was a new deflowering, the immense pain bringing

tears to the eyes of the strong Athena. Worse still, due to the obstruction of her hymen, while Paris's attacks reached

Athena , they lacked power, feeling like mere tickling—driving Athena to the brink of madness.

Under this cruel thrusting, Athena's sanity was finally broken by the pain and lust. She loudly chanted

a spell, and a golden light emanated from her lower abdomen.

Athena had bestowed the goddess's blessing upon the penis within her!

From then on, Paris's penis became a true divine object, capable of breaking the goddess's hymen.

Paris, unaware of what was happening, thrust forcefully again. "Ah!" Athena felt

a pain far greater than before emanating from her vagina, and the goddess's virgin blood flowed down the thrusting shaft.

When Paris pulled out and reinserted his penis, he found that the thin barrier had vanished; this time, his

penis struck Athena's core squarely.

"Ah! That feels so good!"

Athena groaned with pleasure, finally satisfied, feeling the itch of a thousand years finally resolved with a single thrust.

The pain of Athena's first time was quickly overwhelmed by the surging pleasure.

Paris felt even more intense pleasure; under the goddess's blessing, he found his penis gleaming

with golden light , becoming as hard as a diamond, the ridges on the glans protruding like wolf fangs, sending

waves of pleasure through Athena.

Athena, true to her title as the goddess of war, immediately resisted with all her might under such intense assault. Her muscles

writhed and contracted, her powerful muscles twisting beneath her bronze skin, trying to hold Paris down

.

Athena's vagina also displayed extraordinary power; the strong vaginal muscles gripped Paris's penis tightly

, making him almost immobile, while her delicate clitoris, like a magical little mouth, fiercely sucked at

Paris 's glans, almost causing him to ejaculate instantly.

At this crucial moment, the goddess's blessing suddenly revealed its extraordinary power. Paris took a deep

breath , yelled "Hi!", and a blinding golden light flashed from his penis, dissipating the pressure from Athena's vagina

.

Seizing this opportunity, Paris immediately launched a counterattack, thrusting all the way in! And then thrusting all the way in again! Paris's

testicles slammed heavily against Athena's pubic bone.

The contractions of Athena's vagina no longer posed a threat to Paris; instead,

they amplified the stimulation of her vagina by his penis.

His relentless, powerful thrusts shattered Athena's stubborn resistance. Her reactions became erratic, her breathing

became rapid, and all the muscles in her body lost their strength, leaving only involuntary spasms that indicated Athena's first

complete defeat.

Athena's strength had completely dissipated; she felt as if her bones were about to shatter and her

flesh was about to melt away. All she could feel was her vagina, being wantonly ravaged

by Paris's penis. At this moment, Athena was completely at Paris

's mercy. Seeing the valiant and noble goddess beneath him utterly conquered by his penis, Paris reached the pinnacle

of satisfaction .

While vigorously raping the goddess of wisdom beneath him, Paris thought, "Alright! Now

fill your womb with my semen! You must bear me a child!"

Paris thrust forward, his glans penetrating Athena's womb, and a large gush of golden semen sprayed into

Athena's virgin womb.

The seed of her first man was thus sown across Athena's uncultivated, fertile land.

The semen, blessed by the goddess, engulfed Athena's reason like a massive tsunami, forcing her to only let

out a few low moans as if she were about to suffocate, before obediently

surrendering .

Paris, having pulled out his still incredibly erect penis, cried out, "Ah! That felt so good!"

Watching the mixture of virgin blood and vaginal fluid flowing from Athena's vagina, Paris remained intensely

excited .

At this moment, Hera, her eyes burning with lust, hugged Paris from behind, frantically rubbing her enormous breasts

against his broad, powerful back.

She said, "Good man, come on, I'm here too! My cunt is burning, come help me

put out the fire!"

Paris, with an evil smile, turned to look at the lewd Hera, then lay back on

the ground .

Paris propped himself up on his hands and said to Hera, who was standing there, "If you want it, come and get it yourself!" Hera, as if receiving a royal decree, immediately grasped Paris's penis, aimed it at the lewd root, and sat down

stiffly . "Ah!" Like being nailed to the ground, Hera desperately threw her head back, letting out a scream. "Oh my god! Finally, the itch is gone!" Hera, having just adjusted, immediately began to move up and down on her own. "Ah...ah...so good...so good!" Hera's hands rested on Paris's muscular chest, her breasts swaying enticingly before his eyes like a pair of heavy bombs. Paris brazenly grabbed her breasts, pulling and shoving them into his mouth, stretching the round, plump breasts into long, thin strands. Hera, attacked from both ends, felt waves of pleasure wash over her, unleashing all the lust in her body . "Ah...fuck me...ah...my breasts are going to explode!" However, having adapted to Paris's penis, Hera quickly became unsatisfied. Her ravaged vagina, used by countless men, was already a smooth, unpaved road, and although Paris's penis was quite thick, it was still powerless. "Ah...bigger! I feel so empty inside...can't you be bigger?" Hera's words severely wounded Paris's pride. He took a deep breath and cried out again. The goddess's blessing once again exerted its boundless power. With Paris's silent prayer, his penis immediately began to thicken and lengthen, filling Hera's vagina completely in moments. "Ah! Help! My vagina is going to burst! You're going to tear my uterus apart! Stop! Don't go any bigger!" Paris knew that Hera, this ravenous slut, needed no skill, just relentless pounding. He used the advantage of his large penis to rape Hera with all his might. "What god of marriage? I think you're a goddess of harlots, the most shameless goddess in the world!" Paris humiliated Hera mercilessly as he fucked her. Hera's labia were repeatedly pulled out and pushed back in with Paris's thrusts, his enormous penis like a pump drawing out Hera's juices, which flowed everywhere. "Ah! I am a whore! I am the most lewd goddess in the world! Ah! I am the goddess of prostitutes... every prostitute in the world is my incarnation... Ah! I am fucked by every man in the world!" Hera, aroused by her own lewd words, transformed into a complete whore, relentlessly chasing Paris's powerful penis. "Ah... I'm going to burst... my pussy, my pussy is going to be torn apart by you... um... ah... so good... again ... again!" Paris's large penis thrust in and out of Hera's vagina, splashing copious amounts of vaginal fluid everywhere . Hera felt that the penis inside her was simply too thick and large. Although her vagina desperately tried to expand, it was still completely filled, so tight that there wasn't even a gap. And the powerful glans repeatedly slammed into her clitoris, even penetrating directly into her uterus. Hera's vagina gradually lost sensation, and all the bones in her body felt limp. Struggling, Hera could only lie on Paris's sharply defined chest, her two enormous breasts pressed into huge round discs, acting as shock absorbers for her body. Hera's buttocks continued to sway with each thrust of Paris, like two giant jelly puddings . Seeing that Hera offered no resistance, Paris was extremely excited. He thought, "Even Zeus's wife has been played with like this by me, it's so fulfilling!" Paris forcefully lifted Hera's buttocks high, then slammed them down, watching with ecstatic pleasure. His hands caressed Hera's smooth and curvaceous back, praising, "This wanton goddess is simply too beautiful! Big breasts, a slender waist, and a big butt, truly the sexiest of the three goddesses. Hmm , her vagina is just too big! Looks like I need to work harder!" Paris began to increase his speed and force, his galloping penis thrusting in and out of her everted vagina , the resulting vaginal fluids beginning to steam white. Hera, already on the verge of climax, was pushed into an abyss . "Ah...I'm coming...ahhh...I'm coming again...I can't take it...I'm going to die...ah!ah!ah!" Hera continued to ejaculate as the penis pounded into her, streams of vaginal fluid gushing out like intermittent fountains, surging powerfully vagina convulsed and contracted in segments, but the force of the contractions had little effect on Paris's assault; instead, it intensified her pleasure, driving Hera into a frenzy of orgasm. Seeing that Hera had been fucked worse than the cheapest prostitute, Paris, satisfied, thrust his penis in again.

Hera's womb was pounded by powerful semen, like machine gun bullets, striking

every inch lining.

"Ah...help...stop hitting me...I'm going to die!"

Poor Hera was being beaten half to death by Paris, her cries like the wailing of a demon.

"Ah!" Hera screamed again, her body tensing, and two streams of

milk, like vaginal fluid, gushed from her breasts, shooting high into the sky. Unable to withstand such a powerful orgasm, Hera

fainted .

Zeus, cuckolded, was nearly driven mad with rage. If not for his fantasies about Venus's performance below,

Zeus would have already flown down and struck down this human he so deeply envied.

Seeing such a breathtaking scene, Paris was also stunned.

But his rapidly erect penis told him that a noble goddess was waiting for him to have his way with! The mere

thought of . His imposing member, erect like a wolf in heat,

pounced on the goddess.

Paris wrapped his arms around Venus's perfect waist, pressing his glistening glans against her labia

, drooling as he said, "Great Venus! Now it's your turn to offer your noble and perfect body for me to enjoy

!"

Venus, though the goddess of love, had never witnessed such a sensual scene.

Having stood by for so long, she could no longer contain herself. Now embraced by Paris, she parted her lips slightly, her face

flushed with desire

, and said, "Come! Quickly, violate my tender body!" Venus's voice was indescribably alluring, reigniting Paris's lust.

Paris held Venus's slender waist tightly, almost breaking it.

His mouth kissed every inch of Venus's skin, his hands teasing

her sensitive spots: earlobes, lips, neck, breasts, armpits, anus, vulva, and feet—

leaving no spot untouched.

The noble Venus, aroused by his ministrations, let out faint yet clear moans

that reached everyone's ears. Zeus,

secretly watching the spectacle from above, could no longer resist such alluring sounds. Thinking, "

That wicked woman is dead anyway, perfect..."

Zeus, without a second thought, grabbed a goddess from the palace and began his

debauchery .

If Zeus couldn't resist, what could mortals do?

Meanwhile, the Romans across the sea were celebrating their victory in the square when Venus's cries, more potent than an aphrodisiac, reached

them . Instantly, everyone in the square was overcome with lust, and the joyous celebration turned into a scene of group sex,

a tradition that would never be forgotten.

Meanwhile, Paris, aroused by Venus's timid cries and soft limbs,

thrust his blessed penis deep into her delicate vagina.

"Ah...it hurts...be gentle...I can't take it!"

Paris cried, quickly withdrawing his penis and slowly savoring the exquisite honeyed depths. After

thrusting for a while, Paris noticed Venus was still only enjoying his service with her eyes closed, showing

no signs of climax.

Anxious, Paris took a breath and cried out again, "Blessed by the goddess!"

"Ah!" Venus suddenly opened her eyes and cried out. His penis, which had been thrusting in and out, suddenly transformed into

a wriggling, lively eel, twisting and turning inside her vagina.

The agile penis was like a heat-seeking missile, accurately striking the weak points in Venus's vagina.

Venus's pleasure rapidly intensified, and her increasingly loud moans echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

Even Venus's undulating body seemed to be dancing a beautiful dance, extremely elegant.

However, Venus's cries also brought unexpected disaster. Poor Apollo was driving the

sun inadvertently heard the moans, which distracted the muscular man. He stumbled and threw the heavy sun

off, sending it plummeting towards the ground. People on the ground saw a sudden, intense flash of white light.

Terrified, he jumped down and lifted the rapidly falling sun. After finally managing to put the heavy

sun back in the sky, Apollo discovered that his unruly horses had already run away with the chariot.

The poor man had no choice but to push the heavy sun alone for the rest of the journey, making that day

the longest day in history.

Exhausted, Apollo returned to his sun palace that night and rested for three years before recovering,

plunging humanity into three years of suffering from darkness.

But enough of that. Here, Paris's technique became increasingly skillful. No matter how Venus dodged,

Paris cunning penis always managed to strike Venus's most sensitive spots.

Venus's vagina was like a perfect musical instrument, producing increasingly beautiful

melodies under Paris's blows.

"Ah! Ah! Ah... I'm going to die too... Paris... Ah!"

Venus let out her final cry before climax. As if in response to this once-in-a-millennium moment,

the earth began to tremble, and the sea surged high, a truly earth-shattering spectacle.

However, standing atop the tsunami waves was Poseidon, the sea god wielding his trident, and emerging from the cracks in the earth

was Pluton, the god of the underworld.

It turned out that both of them couldn't resist coming out to witness the most lewd sight in the world.

Venus's vagina seemed to melt, gradually subduing the constantly writhing giant mudfish.

Venus's magical vagina and Paris's penis finally released their essence together, pushing them both to an even more

intense climax.

Venus's soft body suddenly released an unusual fragrance, tightly enveloping Paris's body.

This caused Paris's pleasure to spread not only from his penis throughout his entire body, but also from every inch of his skin directly to his heart.

"Ah! So good...so good!" Paris roared loudly, excitedly pounding his chest

like a gorilla.

The three goddesses slowly recovered, but the blush on their faces had not yet faded.

Looking at the three beautiful goddesses, Paris's penis became erect again.

He walked towards Athena with ill intent, wanting to touch her again, but the goddess of wisdom, Athena, had seen through

his thoughts and slapped his hand away, saying, "Paris, you should be content.

You've already played with all three of us goddesses; now you should make a decision, shouldn't you?"

Paris chuckled and said, "Beautiful goddess, I still find it difficult to decide who to give this golden apple to."

"Ah! Your beauty is unique, I really don't know how to decide!"

Athena said, "I am the goddess of wisdom and victory. If you give me the golden apple, I will make you

the wisest man in the world and grant you eternal victory in war."

Paris, his mind now filled with the sensual bodies of the three goddesses, had no interest in any of this.

He shook his head and walked away.

Hera, seeing this, quickly said, "I am the goddess of marriage and power. If you give me the golden apple, I will make

all the wives in the world love you and make you the most powerful king, with many concubines."

Having already slept with these three most beautiful goddesses, Paris had no interest in the ordinary beauties of the mortal world. Besides,

Hera was a notorious shrew; even if she blessed him, there was no guarantee of a good outcome.

Paris shook his head again and walked away.

Finally, Venus said to him, "I am the goddess of love. If you give me the golden apple, I will make the most beautiful woman

on earth fall in love with you. What do you say?"

Paris's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "How beautiful is she?"

Venus lazily shifted her body and smiled, saying, "Not that beautiful. She is my

incarnation on earth, just as beautiful as me."

Paris was overjoyed; this was exactly what he wanted. Paris grabbed the golden apple and

placed it in Venus's hand, excitedly exclaiming, "Venus! You are the most beautiful goddess in the world!"
(04-17

Passionate Huang Rong)

Passionate Huang

Rong returned to the cave, secretly regretting her lack of skill, having been given such a good opportunity yet still allowing him to escape. Entering

the cave, Huang Rong was shocked to find Hong Qigong asleep, a pool of black blood on the ground. She quickly bent down and asked, "Master,

how are you? Are you feeling better?"

Hong Qigong, slightly out of breath, said, "I want some wine."

Huang Rong was in a difficult position; where could she find wine on this deserted island? She could only agree, comforting him,

"I'll find something right away. Master, is your injury alright?" Tears streamed down her face.

She hadn't cried since this ordeal, but now, with tears flowing, she could no longer hold back and buried her face in

Hong Qigong 's arms, sobbing loudly. Hong Qigong stroked her hair with one hand and patted her back gently with the other, softly comforting her.

The old beggar, a seasoned wanderer of the martial world, had

befriended . Startled by her crying, he panicked and could only repeatedly say, "Good child, don't cry, Master loves

you. Good child, don't cry. Master won't drink anymore."

After crying for a while, Huang Rong felt slightly better. She looked up and saw a large patch of her tears soaking Hong Qigong's chest.

She smiled slightly, brushed her hair aside, and said, "It's such a pity I didn't kill that villain earlier!"

Then she recounted the incident of her backhand stabbing on the cliff.

Hong Qigong lowered his head and remained silent for a long while before saying, "Master is useless now. This villain's martial arts are far superior

to yours; we can only outsmart him, not outfight him."

Huang Rong anxiously said, "Master, once you've rested for a few days and recovered from your injuries, you can take his dog's life with one palm strike, wouldn't that be enough?" Hong

Qigong said miserably, "I was bitten by a poisonous snake and then struck by the palm strike of the Western Poison Toad Stance. I used all my internal

energy to force out the snake venom, but it wasn't completely gone. Even if I'm allowed to live for a few more years, all my martial arts skills have been destroyed.

Your master is just a..." "Old man, you've run out of energy."

Huang Rong cried out anxiously, "No, no, Master, you won't, you won't!"

Hong Qigong laughed, "This old beggar may have a warm heart, but when things come to a head, I can't help but be optimistic." He paused

, his expression suddenly turning serious, and said, "Child, I have no choice but to ask you to do something extremely difficult,

something that goes against your nature. Can you take on this task?"

Huang Rong quickly replied, "Yes, yes! Master, please tell me."

Hong Qigong sighed and said, "We've been master and disciple for so long... " "It's a pity that my time with you was too short, and I haven't been able to teach you any

skills. Now I'm forcing you to shoulder such a heavy burden, and as your master, I feel truly uneasy."

Seeing his usual forthright and generous nature, Huang Rong realized that the task she was entrusting him with must be extremely

important and difficult. She said, "Master, please speak quickly. You are seriously injured today because of my affairs on Peach Blossom Island

. Even if I were to die, I could not repay your great kindness. I only fear that I am too young and will fail your expectations."

Hong Qi Hong Qigong's face lit up with joy, and he asked, "So you agree?"

Huang Rong replied, "Yes. Please give your instructions, Master."

Hong Qigong stood up shakily, crossed his arms, bowed to the north, and said, "Grandmaster, you founded

the Beggars' Sect, and now it has been passed down to me. I am unworthy and incompetent, unable to bring glory to our sect. Today, due to the urgent situation, I have no choice but to relinquish

this heavy responsibility. Grandmaster, in heaven, please bless this child so that she may turn misfortune into good fortune and overcome dangers, bringing blessings to all

the suffering ." He then bowed again.

Huang Rong listened blankly at first, but as she listened, she became filled with surprise and doubt.

Hong Qigong said, "Child, kneel down."

Huang Rong knelt down as instructed. Hong Qigong took the green bamboo stick beside him, raised it above his

head . Huang Rong was bewildered and asked, "Master, you called me a member of the Beggars' Sect... a member of the Beggars' Sect..."

Hong Qigong replied, "Indeed, I am the eighteenth leader of the Beggars' Sect, and you are the nineteenth

. Now let us thank our ancestor."

Huang Rong dared not disobey at this moment, and could only imitate Hong Qigong's posture, crossing her hands at her chest and bowing to the north. Hong Qigong

suddenly coughed and spat out a mouthful of phlegm, which landed on Huang Rong's clothes.

Huang Rong was secretly saddened: "Master's injuries are truly severe; he doesn't even have the strength to spit phlegm." She pretended

not to notice and dared not wipe it away.

Hong Qigong sighed, "When the beggars formally pay their respects to you one day, there will inevitably be a dirty matter. Alas, this

will be difficult for you."

Huang Rong smiled slightly, thinking, "Beggars are all filthy and unkempt; how could there be a lack of dirty things?"

Hong Qigong let out a long sigh, his face showing fatigue, but a great weight was lifted from his heart, and his expression was quite pleased.

Huang Rong helped him lie down.

Hong Qigong said, "Now you are the leader, and I have become an elder. Although elders are respected by the leader,

they must obey the leader's orders in matters of the gang. This is a rule passed down from our ancestors, and it must not be violated.

As long as the leader of the Beggars' Clan issues an order, all beggars in the world must obey it."

Huang Rong was both worried and anxious, thinking, "On this deserted island, I don't know when I will be able to return to the Central Plains. Besides, since

Brother Jing is dead, I don't want to live anymore. My master suddenly wants me to be the leader of some gang, to command all the beggars in the world. This is truly..."

"Where to begin?" But seeing her master's serious injuries, she didn't want to add to his worries, so she could only

agree to .

Hong Qigong continued, "On the fifteenth of July this year, the four elders and leaders of our gang

will gather in Yueyang City on the shore of Dongting Lake. The purpose is to hear me designate the successor of the gang leader. As long as you take this bamboo stick, the brothers will naturally

understand my meaning. The four elders will assist in all matters within the gang, so I don't need to give any further instructions. It's just that

sending a perfectly good girl like you into a filthy beggar's hut for no reason is truly a disservice to you."

As he spoke, he laughed heartily, which aggravated his injuries. Before the laughter subsided, he began to cough incessantly.

Huang Rong gently massaged his back, and it took a while for the cough to stop.

Hong Qigong sighed, "This old beggar is really useless now. Alas, I don't know when I will return to my position. I must hurry up and

pass on the Dog-Beating Stick Technique to you."

Huang Rong thought to herself, "Why does this stick technique have such an unpleasant name?" She thought that no matter how fierce the dog was, she could easily

kill it , so why bother learning the Dog-Beating Stick Technique? But seeing her master's solemn expression, she could only nod in agreement.

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "Even though you've become the leader of the gang, you don't need to change your nature. If you love to be mischievous and

playful

, then be mischievous and playful. The reason we become beggars is to enjoy freedom and unrestraint. If this isn't acceptable and that isn't good enough, why not become an official or a wealthy man? If you look down on the Dog-Beating Stick Technique, just

say so!"

Huang Rong laughed and said, "I think that dog has no ability whatsoever, so why create a different stick technique?"

Hong Qigong said, "Now that you're the leader of the beggars, you have to think like a beggar. You're dressed smartly,

looking like a rich young lady. The dog will wag its tail and wag its tail at you, so why would you need to beat it?

But a poor beggar who bumps into a dog is in trouble. As the saying goes: the poor..." "Without a stick, one is bullied by dogs. You've never been poor, so you don't know

the hardships of the poor."

Huang Rong clapped her hands and laughed, "Master, you're wrong this time!"

Hong Qigong asked in surprise, "How am I wrong?"

Huang Rong said, "This March, I escaped from Peach Blossom Island to travel north, disguising myself as a beggar.

Along the way, some vicious dogs tried to bite me, kicked me in the backside, and I ran away with my tail between my legs."

Hong Qigong said, "Yes, if the dog is too fierce, you can't kick it; you have to use a stick to beat it."

Huang Rong thought, "What kind of dog is so fierce?" Suddenly she realized and exclaimed, "Ah, that's it! Bad people

are also vicious dogs."

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "You're really clever. If..."

He wanted to say that Guo Jing would definitely not understand, but a pang of sadness struck him, and he stopped speaking.

Huang Rong heard him say only half a sentence and saw the expression on his face, so she guessed what he was thinking. A

violent . If it were any other time, she would have already burst into tears. But now that Hong Qigong was to be taken care of by her, she had become

the adult and her master was like a child. The whole burden was on her shoulders, so she could only force herself to hold back and turn her

head away , but tears were already falling down her face.

Hong Qigong shared her pain, knowing that words of comfort would be useless, so he spoke of the matter at hand, saying, "This

Thirty-Six Forms of the Dog-Beating Staff Technique was created by our gang's founding master. It has always been passed down from one gang leader to the next, never

to a second person. Our gang's third leader's martial arts surpassed even the founding master's; he added countless

profound variations to this technique. For hundreds of years, whenever our gang faced peril, the leader would personally step in, often relying on this Dog-Beating Staff Technique

to eliminate traitors, kill enemies, and suppress evil."

Huang Rong couldn't help but yearn for it, sighing softly, and asked, "Master, in your..." " Why

not use this staff technique when you're fighting the Western Poison on the boat?"

Hong Qigong said, "Using this staff technique is a major event for our gang. Besides, even without it, the Western Poison might not be able to defeat me.

Who would have thought he would be so despicable and shameless? I saved his life, and he turned around and hurt me from behind."

Seeing her master's gloomy expression, and knowing he was distracting her, Huang Rong quickly said, "Master, teach Rong'er the staff technique, and I'll

go kill the Western Poison and avenge you."

Hong Qigong smiled faintly, picked up a dry piece of firewood from the ground, leaned against the stone wall, and began

to teach her the thirty-six styles of the staff technique, one by one, while reciting incantations and demonstrating with his hands. He knew Huang Rong was exceptionally intelligent, and fearing his own imminent death,

he everything in one go.

Although the name of the Dog-Beating Staff Technique was vulgar, its variations were subtle and its moves were wondrous. It was truly

a first-rate martial art throughout history. Otherwise, how could it have been the treasured secret of the Beggars' Gang, passed down through generations of leaders? Even with her exceptional intelligence, Huang Rong

only remembered the main points; the profound mysteries were beyond her immediate comprehension.

After the instruction was finished, Hong Qigong sighed, sweat pouring down his face, and said, "I taught too briefly;

it's not good, but… but this is all I can do." With a cry of "Ouch!", he slumped to the ground,

unconscious .

Huang Rong was shocked and cried out, "Master, Master!" She rushed to support him, but found his hands and feet icy

cold , his breath faint; he was clearly beyond help.

Having suffered so many misfortunes in the past few days, Huang Rong lay on her master's chest, unable to cry. She could hear his heart

still beating faintly, so she quickly pressed her hand against his chest, lifting and releasing it to help him breathe. Her left hand slipped into Hong Qigong's

trousers , grasping his penis; it was limp and lifeless, completely devoid of its former vigor.

Just then, she heard a soft sound behind her, and a hand reached out to grab her wrist.

Completely focused on saving her master, she was unaware of when Ouyang Ke entered. Forgetting

the wolf standing behind her, she turned back and cried, "Master is doomed! Quickly, find a way to save him!"

Seeing her pleading gaze, her large eyes filled with tears, her expression pitiful, Ouyang Ke's heart stirred

. Looking down at Hong Qigong, he saw his face as white as paper, his eyes rolled back, and his heart leaped with joy.

He was less than half a foot from Huang Rong, feeling her fragrant breath and smelling the sweet scent of her skin.

A few strands of her soft hair brushed against her face, and his heart itch with an irresistible urge. He reached out his left arm to embrace her slender waist.

Huang Rong was startled. She slammed her elbow back, striking out forcefully, and as he turned to dodge, she leaped to her feet.

Ouyang Ke, initially wary of Hong Qigong's prowess and hesitant to use force against Huang Rong, now saw him weakened and

exhausted, seemingly on the verge of death. He no longer hesitated, stepping forward to block the cave entrance, laughing, "Good sister, I would never use force against anyone else

, but with your beauty, I simply cannot resist. Let me kiss you." He opened his left arm,

approaching step by step.

Huang Rong's heart pounded with fear. She thought, "Today's danger is far greater than what happened at the Zhao Prince's mansion.

What ?"

"Do you really... really want to... do it with me?" Huang Rong asked softly.

Ouyang Ke didn't understand what she meant, but seeing those tender, watery eyes fixed on him, he

was completely captivated.

"As long as you save Master first, I'll agree to your terms," Huang Rong thought. Once Master wakes up, you

wouldn't dare do anything.

But Ouyang Ke wasn't as foolish as Guo Jing. Hearing Huang Rong's tone, he knew she wasn't sincere.

His eyes darted around, and a plan formed in his mind. He feigned agreement, saying, "Okay, but don't go back on your word. As long as I can wake

the old beggar, you'll agree to be with me..."

"Yes, stop dawdling! Wake Master up, and I'll do whatever you want!"

"How can I help you?"

"The old beggar's true energy is too weak. If I directly input it, he definitely won't be able to accept it. So it must go through your

body before entering his body to succeed."

"Then how do I go through my body?" Huang Rong asked疑惑地问道.

"My uncle's Toad Style Kung Fu has already broken through the old beggar's protective inner energy. Now his yin and yang are out of balance. I

can only

save him by first ejaculating my semen into your body, then mixing your honey fluid—because it's the most yin fluid—with my semen—the most yang fluid—and then inserting the old beggar's penis into your vagina, letting his glans absorb

both fluids. I'll then channel my inner energy from the outside. Only in this way can I save him."

"What? You mean...you mean...you have to ejaculate your semen into my body! Isn't this...

I have to have sex with you?" Huang Rong angrily questioned.

"There's no other way. This is the only way to save the old beggar. Whether you save him or not is up to you."

Huang Rong sighed. Although she was unwilling, she knew that if she didn't do as he said,

Hong Qigong's life would probably be lost.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong took a deep breath, turned around, and faced Ouyang Ke. Seeing

the expression of shame and anger on Huang Rong's face, Ouyang Ke knew he had already won her over, but he said, "Since Rong-mei

has so many concerns, I won't force her. Let's see how lucky this old beggar is." He then pretended to leave.

"Don't go, I... I promise you!" Her voice was barely a whisper by the end.

Huang Rong closed her eyes, letting Ouyang Ke remove her clothes. Ouyang Ke never expected Huang Rong

to submit so readily, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Ouyang Ke stood before Huang Rong, first separating her bodice, then unbuttoning her bra one button at a time.

When the moon-white bra opened, her two crystal-clear breasts immediately swelled up.

Full and firm, their color a lustrous white, exuding the fragrance of a virgin, the two bright red

nipples at the peaks pointed upwards. Ouyang Ke swallowed hard, wishing he could take them into his mouth immediately.

"Girl, you'd better take off your skirt yourself, lest you accuse me of being dishonest again."

Despite her shame and anger, Huang Rong couldn't care less about anything else in order to save Qi Gong. She reached for her waist to untie

the sash , and as she let go, the long skirt fell to the ground. Then, she pulled up the hem of her petticoat. Ouyang Ke

, looking at the round, snow-white buttocks he had always dreamed of, couldn't wait to pounce on her .

He was a seasoned veteran in the world of women, not in a hurry to taste Huang Rong's honeyed depths. He knew that if he entered her now

, he would only get her body. He wanted to thoroughly tease her, making her unable to leave him for the rest of her life.

Ouyang Ke wrapped his arms around Huang Rong's slender waist, pressing her hot body against his. The girl's hard nipples pressed against his

chest. He used his legs to separate Huang Rong's tightly pressed thighs, moving his body and entering between her legs.

At this moment, Huang Rong only symbolically twisted her body, softly moaning, "No! No!" Although

it was a word of refusal, her delicate and melodious voice only made people more fond of her.

"You... what are you doing? Hurry up... hurry up and go in!" Huang Rong was aroused by his teasing,

and in order to cover up her excitement, she urged him in a coquettish voice.

"Sister, don't be in such a hurry. Look, there's still very little honey here. If I go in,

not only will you suffer, but it won't be able to completely neutralize my semen, and this old beggar will die." Ouyang Ke

said as he pulled out the finger that had been stirring inside her honey lips and held it in front of her eyes.

His fingers were covered with sticky honey, exuding a lewd smell. Smelling

the scent of the fluid secreted by her own body, Huang Rong turned her head away in embarrassment, "There's already so much..." she said softly, she could

even feel the honey slowly flowing down from her orifice.

Huang Rong had no choice. Although she knew he only wanted to play with her, she worried that if she refused, he

wouldn't be able to heal Qi Gong. Helpless, she sighed, shifted her body, spread her bare legs, and

wrapped them around his waist, letting him continue to play with her honeypot.

Ouyang Ke held Huang Rong's two snow-white, smooth, and delicate bare legs on his shoulders,

one hand supporting his trembling penis. He first smoothed the pubic hair on her mons pubis, then lifted her pink buttocks upwards, and then

forcefully thrust his penis into the wet, glistening honeypot between Huang Rong's legs.

"Finally, it's going to penetrate!" Huang Rong felt a strange mix of grief, anger, and desire. Her hands instinctively

gripped her clothes tightly, all her consciousness focused on the entrance of her honeypot.

Feeling the hard object thrusting against the soft mucous membrane, her labia parted. At this moment, Huang Rong's heart

was in her throat, but Ouyang Ke deliberately stopped moving, rubbing the head of his penis up and down along her labia.

Huang Rong covered her lips tightly with her jade-like hand, but the suppressed moans

still bounced upwards restlessly, seemingly chasing after his penis.

At this moment, Ouyang Ke's fingers pinched the hot, swollen clitoris between her legs.

"Ah...ah! Ah!" The intense pleasure finally made Huang Rong abandon her girlish reserve, and a

wanton . Her jade-like hand subconsciously reached down to her crotch. Seeing Huang Rong's lewd actions, Ouyang Ke

was even somewhat moved. He stopped teasing her body and removed her fingers from between her legs. "Hmm!" "Ugh!"

When his penis pierced Huang Rong's delicate lips with a soft "plop," both of them involuntarily let out a

muffled .

Ouyang Ke was because his penis had finally entered the honeyed orifice of the girl he had longed for.

"Ah... Ah! It hurts!" A tearing pain shot through her lower body as the

sturdy penis, like a wooden stake, ripped through her newly formed, tender hymen, completely filling her narrow, moist opening. The pain and pleasure caused Huang Rong to straighten

her back abruptly, her head thrown back, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

"What, you're still a virgin?" Ouyang Ke looked at the trickles of blood seeping from Huang Rong's opening, half surprised...

Surprised, and half excited, he asked Huang Rong in her ear.

This was understandable; although Ouyang Ke had seen countless women, this "sacred hymen" technique was a first for him. Moreover,

Huang Rong's vagina, judging from both its color and sensitivity, was undoubtedly that of a virgin.

Huang Rong didn't want to reveal the truth, but simply turned her head away, saying shyly, "Don't ask anymore, aren't you...aren't you

happy ? Hurry up and do it!"

Ouyang Ke was almost ecstatic, tightly embracing Huang Rong's hips, thrusting his lower abdomen to insert his penis all the way

to the root, squinting his eyes, quietly savoring the pleasure of being tightly gripped by a virgin's vagina. His engorged penis,

strongly , made him almost unable to control himself. Huang Rong groaned incessantly, her delicate body trembling slightly…

He lowered his head, his hands encircling Huang Rong's two bare thighs and pressing them to her sides, carefully observing

the scene of his penis moving in and out of her vagina: because Huang Rong's jade buttocks were raised high by him, the entire

shape of her private parts was completely exposed. Her originally pink and tender labia had long since become engorged and

turned and they were fully stretched open. The alluring jade cave was tightly swallowing a thick and long penis, and with

each thrust, a bright red ring of flesh would form around the entrance, and the area around the entrance was overflowing with

sticky white honey secreted from Huang Rong's body.

Ouyang Ke used his fingers to scoop up the honey from Huang Rong's pubic area and smear it on her constantly contracting anus, while his other

hand reached to her mons pubis and pinched the nipple, rubbing it incessantly.

"Ah!" Huang Rong trembled, her honey hole tightening instantly. "You...you really have to pinch me

there!"

Although there was a reproachful tone in Huang Rong's words, it couldn't hide her excitement. Ouyang Ke didn't

answer, but only increased the pressure of his fingers kneading, while also adding a rotating motion to his penis,

digging into Huang Rong's vulva.

Ouyang Ke held Huang Rong's jade buttocks with one hand, forcing her to respond to the thrusting of his penis, while his other hand reached to her

breasts, his "Lushan claws" tightly squeezing her swollen, tender nipples. Despite Huang Rong's considerable sexual experience, her breasts

remained delicate and alluring, like pointed bamboo shoots. Ouyang Ke easily grasped them with his hands,

his fingers manipulating and kneading them.

Huang Rong, unable to resist the burgeoning desire within her, unconsciously clamped her naked legs tightly around

Ouyang Ke 's waist, moans escaping her moist red lips, and a series of

seductive sounds emanating from their intertwined genitals.

Ouyang Ke's penis forcefully penetrated Huang Rong's tightly clenched vagina, the glans pressing against her cervix.

The tingling caused Huang Rong to let out a long-suppressed, alluring moan, her naked, burning body responding even more actively to

the thrusts of his penis.

He grasped Huang Rong's slender feet, clamping her toes and forcefully spreading her legs to the sides. This

movement completely exposed Huang Rong's legs at a 180-degree angle.

As dusk settled, the sounds of a man and woman engaging in intercourse within the cave continued unabated. Huang Rong was kneeling

on top of Ouyang Ke, his penis thrusting into her trembling vagina from below. The continuous orgasms had caused her genitals

to become engorged and deep red, the muscles of her vaginal walls stiffening. The overflowing fluids from her vagina stained their pubic hair…

Ouyang Ke lay half-reclined on the stone chair, letting Huang Rong writhe wildly on top of him. “Squirt,

squirt,” her vagina overflowed with thick fluids, making lewd sounds with each movement.

Ouyang Ke reached out and pinched Huang Rong's two bright red nipples, which bounced excitedly before his eyes,

kneading them forcefully as if trying to twist them off. Huang Rong groaned in pain, her body heaving even more violently,

silvery fluid dripping from her alluring red lips.

Ouyang Ke, seeing the usually innocent and cunning Huang Rong now finally subservient to his penis, felt

extremely pleased.

Huang Rong had lost the ability to think, only following her body's instincts to chase the penis.

Who she was having intercourse with was no longer important. "No...no! Ah!" The penis's continuous, forceful attacks finally broke through

the first level of the "Saintess's Skill." Huang Rong felt a tingling numbness in her clitoris, knowing that Ouyang Ke's glans was already pressing against

her cervix, even though she truly craved unbridled indulgence.

Her remaining rationality made her take a breath and circulate the "Saintess's Skill" to close her open cervix.

But at that moment, Ouyang Ke lowered his head and, taking advantage of her inhalation, suddenly kissed her cherry lips that were exhaling sweet breath.

Huang Rong's mind went blank, her power shifted, and the force that should have closed her cervix caused the muscles of her vaginal walls to contract.

"Hmm!" The sudden pleasure made Ouyang Ke groan. Her honeyed orifice gripped his penis tightly,

and a powerful suction force arose deep within her. Using this force, Ouyang Ke thrust his body forward,

and Huang Rong, distracted by her earlier mistake, lost focus. With a "pop,"

the thick glans plunged into Huang Rong's tender womb.

"Ah!" Huang Rong groaned. The sudden pleasure caused her to lose control of her body.

Her naked body clung tightly to Ouyang Ke's, her buttocks thrusting upwards forcefully. This movement allowed Ouyang Ke's

penis to completely penetrate that fertile land nurturing life.

Huang Rong let out a weak moan, a sound that was hard to tell whether it was pain or pleasure, and actively extended her tongue

to respond to Ouyang Ke's passionate kiss.

Unexpectedly witnessing Huang Rong's passionate reaction, Ouyang Ke became even more excited. He pressed his body down,

tightly embracing Huang Rong's jade-like neck, leaving her bare buttocks half-suspended in the air. Then, he violently thrust his penis downwards.

The intense pleasure caused Huang Rong to lose control of her body, twisting her waist, trying to escape Ouyang Ke's lewdness. However, her

actual movements only made her vagina clench even tighter, and with her active cooperation, she only made more effort.

Ouyang Ke hadn't expected Huang Rong's body to be so sensitive, and he worked even harder to utilize his skills in controlling a woman, nine shallow thrusts

followed by one deep one, left and right rotations and grinding. Huang Rong finally let out a joyful cry and swallowed the saliva that Ouyang Ke offered her.

Losing control of her body, all that "Sacred Goddess Skill" and "Free and Easy Wandering"...

"Ah!" Ouyang Ke cried out, his penis thrusting forward with all his might, the glans plunging

into her burning uterus. The intense stimulation caused Huang Rong's chest and abdomen to arch upwards, her red lips parted, but she couldn't utter a sound. Her passionate

uterus released slippery nectar to welcome the unreasonable intruder. The cervix gently held the glans, the surface of the orifice undulating like

waves , the fine folds on the walls of her vagina like the smooth fingers of a young girl caressing Ouyang Ke's penis.

His penis erupted inside Huang Rong's honeyed orifice, hot semen shooting out from the glans with a powerful force.

The ejaculation struck Huang Rong's exposed vulva.

After ejaculating, Ouyang Ke lay limply on top of Huang Rong, burying his head in her slippery, moist cleavage,

feeling his heart pounding as he licked her swollen nipple.

When Huang Rong finally recovered from the dizzying pleasure, she was momentarily disoriented.

She sighed softly, unsure of her feelings towards this man.

The burning pleasure within her made her almost reluctant to let him pull out, but feminine shyness made her

turn her face away, covering her lips with her fingers, letting Ouyang Ke kiss her erect nipple.

"But…but Seventh Master's penis isn't erect, how can it go into my vagina like this?" "

That's easy, you kneel and have intercourse with me, just use your mouth to make it erect!" Huang Rong had no choice

but to comply.

Huang Rong knelt between Hong Qigong's legs, her cherry lips parting to take his limp penis into her mouth, her buttocks raised high towards

Ouyang .

"I can't take it anymore!" Huang Rong trembled, her body quivering as she lay prone…

"What do we do now?" Despite her flushed face

and her deep reluctance to let him pull his penis out, a sliver of reason compelled her to ask. Ouyang

Ke, though even more reluctant to leave Huang Rong's sweet, moist opening, fearing her suspicion, reluctantly withdrew his penis from her wet, hot vulva. With a "pop," the penis withdrew, its thick shaft coated with Huang Rong's secretions, radiating a sensual heat after the prolonged thrusting. Huang Rong felt a sudden emptiness in her lower body, her upper body slumping weakly forward, breathing softly. "Okay, now don't let the liquid spill out, just sit on it like this." Huang Rong, her face flushed with embarrassment, got up from the ground, one hand reaching down to cover her burning honey hole, straddling Hong Qigong's thighs, shifting her body so that his erect penis was aligned with her honey lips. However, Huang Rong, after her orgasm, was too weak to adjust her position, and with one hand covering her opening, she couldn't sit down smoothly after several attempts . Helpless, she could only blush and say to Ouyang Ke, "You...you come and help me!" Ouyang Ke was more than happy to oblige, and quickly went over and hugged Huang Rong's body, his hands passing under her arms and pulling her thighs apart. This position, like a child urinating, made Huang Rong unbearably ashamed. She closed her eyes tightly, one hand groping to grab Hong Qigong's penis, her buttocks shifting forward, her other hand slightly parting the opening, and with a "slurp," her honey hole, aided by the force of her sitting down and the lubrication of her fluids, swallowed Hong Qigong's penis all the way to the root. "Ah!" Huang Rong let out a soft moan, her body slumping forward. Ouyang Ke quickly caught , his hands naturally reaching for her still firm breasts. Huang Rong twisted her body, about to protest, but Ouyang Ke merely pinched her nipple lightly, and her body went . Ouyang Ke cupped her buttocks, guiding her to slowly stroke Hong Qigong's penis, while his lips lightly kissed her earlobe. "I'm doing this to save Master." Thinking this, the increasingly intense desire within her body seemed to find an excuse, and Huang Rong began to move her body actively, her hands… Huang Rong opened her red lips, looking at the penis that had just been pulled from her body, still exuding her scent , and slowly swallowed it. Ouyang Ke kneaded Huang Rong's snowy breasts, his eyes fixed on the girl's round, white buttocks, his penis, thrusting within her red lips, ejaculated again. "Seventh Master...Seventh Master, why hasn't he woken up yet?" "You're too hasty. He was struck by my uncle's full-force palm strike. Do you think you can heal him in one session?" "Then...what should we do?" "Don't worry, we'll treat him twice a day, he'll definitely get better." "You mean...I want more..." Huang Rong weakly curled her naked legs, and the thought of having made her cry pitifully. The next day at noon, Huang Rong quietly entered the stone cave where Ouyang Ke lived . Ouyang Ke was resting, completely naked. Huang Rong immediately saw the limp penis hanging between his legs and blushed instantly. She coughed softly . Ouyang Ke knew she was there but pretended not to notice. "You...what else do you want? I've given you my body! You still want...you still want more!" Although Huang Rong 's words sounded angry, her tone was a light, slightly angry grumble, with a wanton quality. Ouyang Ke's bones melted at the sound of his words. He wrapped his arms around Huang Rong's slender waist from behind and whispered in her ear, "Little sister, it's not my fault! Who told you to ask for so much yesterday and want more today!" As he spoke, he kissed and caressed Huang Rong's earlobe. "You can't do this!" Despite Huang Rong's efforts to lick Ouyang Ke's penis, she didn't respond. Seeing that she was only sucking on his shaft, Ouyang Ke slapped her head. "Alright! What do you want me to do?" Huang Rong knelt between Ouyang Ke's legs, tilting her pretty, innocent face up and asking earnestly. "Oh!?" "Mmm..." Although Huang Rong blushed deeply, she obediently climbed onto Ouyang Ke, assuming a 69 position. Huang Rong slowly licked Ouyang Ke's penis with the tip of her tongue, from the base upwards. She slightly raised her snowy buttocks, her jade hand reaching under her crotch… Huang Rong turned her body, facing him, straddling Ouyang Ke's waist, slightly raising her bare buttocks, her jade hand grasping Ouyang Ke's thick, long penis, pressing it against her wet, tender opening, and then slowly sitting down. Ouyang Ke watched his penis slowly disappear into Huang Rong's bright red labia… "Huh! What? Didn't you already…" Ouyang Ke asked . He tried to thrust his penis upwards, and sure enough, there was a membrane blocking it. If yesterday's intercourse had been somewhat reluctant due to shyness or disgust, today she was completely immersed, taking the initiative. Ouyang Ke was also happy to relax, half-reclining on the stone chair, enjoying Huang Rong's movements. Huang Rong writhed wantonly, her breasts gleaming... Ouyang Ke used his Toad Stance, pinning Huang Rong's legs down with his feet and knees, his upper body pressing against her breasts , his hands grasping her soft hands and raising them above her head. This position rendered Huang Rong's head, hands, chest, waist, and legs immobile, forcing her into a shameful, stretched-out posture. Ouyang Ke's body slowly sank down, his engorged penis piercing Huang Rong's delicate petals, gradually disappearing into that...

He entered her wet, red vulva.

After her orgasm, Huang Rong lay prone on Ouyang Ke's chest, breathing heavily. Ouyang Ke took advantage of the situation, sucking on

her swollen, purple nipple with a "slurp" sound…

Ouyang Ke held Huang Rong tightly in his arms, helping her sit on the rock…

“No…no!” Realizing Ouyang Ke's fingers were already inside her skirt, Huang Rong

struggled to sit up. But the intense orgasm had left her weak and groggy, and she was still dizzy

, let alone feeling Ouyang Ke's fingers on her…

“In…into the cave, okay? Don't let Master see!”

“Don't worry, let that old beggar see!” Ouyang Ke quickly ripped Huang Rong's wet skirt

off her lower body. Huang Rong lay trembling on the rock, the coolness between her legs causing her to tightly clamp her

bare thighs together…

Meanwhile, Hong Qigong had been having intercourse with Huang Rong every day for the past few days, releasing the power of his Toad Stance through his penis, and

his injuries had actually improved significantly. Especially with the increase in the number of times they intercourse, even his internal energy seemed to have greatly improved. That day, Hong Qigong

woke up from a nap, lying in the stone cave with his eyes half-closed, thinking about a sexual position that had appeared in his dream,

his penis gradually becoming erect.

He looked at the sky; it was almost time for Huang Rong to heal his injuries every day. He took off his pants, stroked his penis, and

prepared to practice the new position with Huang Rong later. But today, Huang Rong didn't come, no matter how long he waited.

Hong Qigong was getting anxious, thinking: Could something have happened to this girl?

Hong Qigong was shocked by the scene before him. Huang Rong was almost completely naked, lying on her back on

the rocks of the beach, her two bare, snow-white thighs raised high. Ouyang Ke, whom she usually loathed

, was on top of her, also completely naked…

“Rong’er, it’s all my fault for making you suffer!” Hong Qigong lovingly stroked Huang Rong’s hair,

comforting her.

“Mmm!” Huang Rong knelt before Hong Qigong, her delicate hands grasping the thick, long penis between his legs,

gently rubbing it, occasionally licking the glans dripping with fluid with the tip of her tongue…

Huang Rong tilted her head back, her pure almond eyes watching Hong Qigong’s expression, and with a soft moan,

she swallowed the penis into her mouth.

“Hmph!” Hong Qigong took a deep breath, feeling a warm, wet sensation on his penis, and pressed his hands against Huang Rong’s head.

“Master, you’re not feeling well, let Rong’er be on top!” Huang Rong said obediently.

"Rong'er, I have a new position today."

Huang Rong, naked, sat on Hong Qigong's lap, slightly raising her bare buttocks. Her jade-like hand reached down and grasped Hong Qigong's

penis, skillfully guiding it to her entrance

. Due to the previous erotic play, Huang Rong was extremely lubricated. She lowered her body slightly, and with a "slurp!" sound, Hong Qigong's penis slid in.

"Ah!" Huang Rong groaned softly.

Huang Rong began to writhe violently, her snow-white arms softly wrapping around Hong Qigong's neck, her

slender waist twisting rapidly from side to side, accompanied by the up-and-down movement of her hips.

Hong Qigong saw Huang Rong panting heavily, her nostrils flaring rapidly, and fragrant sweat dripping from her temples and brows, indicating that he was

somewhat exhausted. [The story of the Doll

takes place in 2100, when technology is highly advanced, and artificial intelligence (AI) has reached a very high level. Therefore, intelligent robots have emerged to replace real people and provide various services.] Chapter 1: Encounter "Damn it, my girlfriend of three years just broke up with me like that, damn it!!" The speaker was a boy, probably not yet twenty, tall and thin, somewhat unkempt. He was the protagonist of this story—Lin Jie, nineteen years old, a student, whose interests were everything related to intelligent robots. "Clang~~~~" An empty can was kicked by the disgruntled boy onto the bag of trash opposite him. "Beep~~ Beep~~" Strangely, a barely audible sound came from the trash bag. If the surrounding been so quiet, the boy would have barely heard it. Intense curiosity drove him towards the trash bag making the strange sound… Gently tearing open the outer layer of the trash bag, a beautiful face was revealed. Although her face was covered in dust, it couldn't conceal her striking features: a head of light blue hair shimmered softly under the light ; her slightly closed eyes had eyelashes that trembled slightly as if they might open at any moment; and her small, cute nose was adorned with cherry lips that occasionally emitted soft sounds. "Wow, what a beautiful girl!" the boy exclaimed, his mind filled with confusion: why would someone throw such a girl into a trash bag? Never mind, he'd better get her out first. The boy continued to widen the opening in the trash bag, hoping to pull the girl out. As he could finally see the girl's body, his heart raced. The girl in the trash bag wasn't wearing any clothes to cover herself; her fair skin had a hint of pink, her breasts, small enough to be grasped in one hand, were adorned with two pale red nipples, and she had a slender waist and a flat stomach… The boy was about to peek into the woman's secret world when he heard a roar behind him, startling him so much he almost fell over the trash bag. "Hey, kid, what are you doing? What time is it? Why aren't you home yet?" Lin Jie turned around and saw it was the old man on patrol . Calming his still-wracking chest, Lin Jie made up an excuse: "I lost something around here, I'm looking for it." "Looking for something? Why are you acting so suspiciously? Be more careful next time. Okay, go on." The patrolling old man turned and left. "Oh my god, that scared me to death! Anyway, I'll take her home first; leaving her here isn't a good idea." Lin Jie turned and picked up the trash bag containing the girl, heading home. Section Two: Night. Lin Jie put the girl (still in the trash bag, of course) on his shoulder, preparing to take her home. But as soon as he put her on his shoulder , he found that the girl was heavier than he had imagined. Lin Jie was in a hurry to get home and didn't think much of it. Arriving at his door, Lin Jie took out his key, opened the front door, and placed the girl on the living room floor (Lin Jie 's parents weren't home; they only sent him living expenses monthly, so Lin Jie was usually alone). In the bright light, Lin Jie carefully examined the mysterious girl before him. For a moment, the girl's unique...

The scent overwhelmed Lin Jie's sense of smell. He gently opened the trash bag covering the girl. Instantly, the woman's

private area was perfectly revealed: sparse pubic hair gently enveloped the tender, untouched nipples

, emitting a strong aroma.

Lin Jie was completely stunned, almost forgetting what he was supposed to do next. A soft knock at the door

pulled him from his reverie.

"Lin Jie, are you home? It's your sister Fang." A sweet female voice came from outside.

Lü Fang, twenty-two years old, was Lin Jie's neighbor. Like Lin Jie, she also liked intelligent robots and was

a classic beauty. Long, black hair, high breasts, long legs—she exuded

the scent of a mature woman.

"Sister Fang, you…wait a minute." Although Lin Jie treated Lü Fang like an older sister and didn't

hide anything from her, it wasn't appropriate for her to see a naked girl lying in his room. So, Lin Jie hid

the girl behind the sofa and wrapped her in a blanket.

"Coming, coming, Sister Fang, what brings you here so late?"

"You know it's late? I thought something had happened to you." Lü Fang's beautiful face was full of

concern .

"Thank you for your concern, Sister Fang, but I'm fine now, don't worry." Lin Jie was worried about

the girl behind the sofa and wanted to get rid of Lü Fang quickly.

"Alright then, you should get some rest, I'm leaving." Seeing that Lin Jie was alright, Lü Fang was

relieved went home.

After Lü Fang left, Lin Jie quickly picked up the girl from behind the sofa and carried her upstairs to his room

to check her over carefully.

After arriving in the room, Lin Jie removed the blanket from the girl's body. Looking at her naked body,

Lin Jie felt a strong change in his masculinity.

"I wonder if she'll blame me when she wakes up." With conflicted thoughts, Lin Jie pressed his lips to the girl's.

In 2100, due to advanced technology, diseases no longer posed a threat to humanity. Now, humans pursued

a kind of physical and spiritual satisfaction. Therefore, intelligent simulation robots that can satisfy people's sexual needs have also

been born , reducing the incidence of rape and hooliganism to some extent. These robots are all young and beautiful, and their

reactions to the outside world are indistinguishable from real people, except for a small protrusion on the back of their heads; pressing it firmly can

stop all the robot's activities.

Lin Jie inserted his tongue into the girl's mouth, greedily sucking the sweet fragrance within. At the same time, his hands

firmly grasped the girl's two firm breasts; the soft flesh transmitted through the boy's palms, making his

lower body even harder, and he also noticed that the girl's body was trembling slightly.

Lin Jie removed his tongue from the girl's fragrant lips, but his hands remained holding the girl's soft breasts, carefully observing

the girl 's reaction to see if she was about to wake up. Lin Jie looked at the girl's eyes and found that

they were not open; on the contrary, even her eyelashes were no longer trembling slightly. Lin Jie's gaze gradually moved down from the girl's face, and

when it reached the girl's private parts, the reflection of the light revealed specks of light on her genitals.

'Huh, she reacted so quickly. Looks like she's somewhat awake. Since she didn't reject me, she probably

agrees to let me continue.' Seeing that the girl didn't clearly resist his advances, Lin Jie grew bolder. He

took off his clothes, lay down beside the girl, and gently stroked her delicate skin with his hands, licking her nipples, neck, and other sensitive areas with

his tongue .

Under his stimulation, the girl let out barely audible moans. Hearing the soft moans, Lin Jie

knew she was gradually getting into the mood, so he stroked her body even more vigorously.

Lin Jie used one hand to caress the girl's breasts, while the other hand reached towards her already overflowing

private parts. His middle finger, moistened by the girl's love juice, easily slid inside. At the same time, Lin Jie heard

the girl 's voice suddenly grow louder, and her body trembled more intensely.

Lin Jie's fingers moved in and out of the girl's vulva. Strangely,

even the narrowest vulva should be able to accommodate a single finger easily, but the girl's vulva tightly gripped Lin Jie's fingers, which

puzzled him greatly.

Lin Jie withdrew his fingers from the girl's vulva; they were covered in glistening fluid. Lin Jie decided

to test the girl's wondrous vulva, which could envelop his fingers, with his own penis.

Lin Jie parted the girl's legs, revealing her pink vulva, and grasped his

penis inserting it into the girl's opening.

The moment of insertion, Lin Jie felt the girl's vaginal walls suddenly part, allowing him to easily insert himself.

After he was inside, the vaginal walls slowly closed, gently enveloping his penis, allowing him to

thrust in and out without being too tight and painful.

Lin Jie felt the girl's vaginal walls gently biting his penis like countless teeth, waves

of pleasure stimulating his brain, causing him to cry out loudly.

"What kind of hole is this? How can it feel so good?!"

Lin Jie held the girl's waist and thrust repeatedly. With the intense movement, the girl's body

swayed back and forth, her light blue hair fluttering. But her eyes remained tightly closed,

not glancing at the boy who was giving her such intense pleasure.

Lin Jie reached his limit of endurance during the vigorous thrusting. He tried to pull his penis out of the girl's

vagina , but the powerful suction from her vagina prevented him from doing so.

Unable to withdraw, Lin Jie had no choice but to hold the girl's waist firmly and insert his penis deep into her vagina.

Under the immense suction of the girl's vagina, he ejaculated, not a drop left.

After Lin Jie's climax, the girl's eyes, which had remained closed, slowly opened. Her light golden

eyes reflected Lin Jie's appearance. At the same time, a melodious voice rang out.

"Master, thank you."

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