[Wuxia] A Collection of Adult Versions of the Four Great Classical Novels (Complete) - 6

Anecdotes of the Three Kingdoms (11)

After Lady Gan's death, Liu Bei was without a wife.

Zhou Yu was in a hurry to take Jingzhou, and taking advantage of this opportunity, he came up with a plan. As you may already know, it was a feigned marriage proposal, but in reality, he wanted to

kidnap Liu Bei. It is said that Zhou Yu quickly sent Lü Fan across the river to propose marriage to Liu Bei, suggesting that Sun Quan's sister be married into Liu Bei's family, so that the two families could form a marriage alliance and jointly defeat Cao Cao. Liu Bei, still grieving the loss of his wife, was deeply saddened and said, "How can this be? My wife's body is barely cold, and yet you wish to arrange a marriage? It is utterly unjust! I dare not do it."

Lü Fan said, "Uncle, you are mistaken! How can a nobleman of the imperial family abandon the principles of human relations? My lady is virtuous and beautiful, well-versed in history and literature, and fond of martial arts. If you, Uncle, are willing to marry her, it would be a match made in heaven, a perfect union!"

Liu Bei rose to avoid him, saying, "Absolutely not! I am nearly fifty, and the princess is young and beautiful. I fear we are not a good match and it would jeopardize her future. Please do not say more; I, Liu Bei

, would never dare to comply." Lü Fan had no choice but to return to his lodgings. That night, Xuande (Liu Bei) consulted with Zhuge Liang. Upon hearing this, Kongming laughed heartily, "This is a heaven-sent opportunity, why would my lord refuse?"

Xuande hurriedly said, "Why does the strategist say such a thing? If I were to do this, I would surely be cursed and ridiculed by the world! How could I do it?"

Kongming smiled and said, "I have long heard that Sun Quan has a sister who is extremely skilled in martial arts. I will have Zilong accompany my lord, and there will be no mishap. This little scheme must be Zhou Yu's doing; how could it possibly fool me? Just listen to my arrangements, and I can guarantee my lord's peace of mind."

Liu Bei repeatedly declined but could not refuse, and was finally persuaded by Kongming. The next day, he bid farewell to Lü Fan, took Zhao Yun and five hundred soldiers, and crossed the river together. Halfway there, Zilong secretly said to Xuande, "The strategist gave me three brocade pouches; let's open the first one and see what brilliant plan it contains."

Xuande was overjoyed, "So the strategist Zhuge already had a plan for you! Quickly, take a look!" Zilong immediately opened the brocade pouch, and that was all.

Upon arriving in Jiangdong, the master and servant first purchased pigs and sheep as dowry, boasting loudly as they went, attracting the attention of the crowds who all believed that Liu Bei was about to marry the princess of Eastern Wu. Xuande and Zilong first settled into the inn, then went to pay their respects at the residence of Qiao Guolao. Xuande

, weary from his journey, arrived at Qiao's residence, knocked on the door, and entered. Qiao Guolao was overjoyed to see him, saying, "Your presence, Uncle Liu, is an honor to my humble abode!"

Xuande bowed and thanked him, saying, "I dare not presume, Elder Qiao, for I have long admired you. To meet you today is truly an honor!"

He then presented the Elder Qiao with generous gifts.

Although the elder statesman was wise, he couldn't escape his greed. Seeing Liu Bei present gold, silk, and jewels, his eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly, "This is too much! Uncle, please sit down." He then called out, "Eldest son, come out and greet Uncle Liu!" A beaded curtain was lifted, and a graceful young woman emerged, lightly made up, shy and melancholy. She

curtsied and said "Wanfu" (a greeting). Xuande's eyes lit up. Looking closely, he saw that the woman was about thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, plump and fair-skinned, delicate and refined. Her eyebrows were naturally clear, her eyes naturally beautiful, her lips red, and her breasts and hips shapely. The woman parted her beautiful lips and said in a sweet voice, "Uncle, you greet me."

The elder statesman laughed, "Eldest son, there's no need to be so formal. Today, Uncle Liu and your sister are married; we are now family!"

The woman, her face flushed, lowered her head and remained silent, standing only to the elder statesman's left and right. Xuande was stunned. If the elder statesman and Zilong hadn't been there, he would have almost collapsed to the ground! Finally regaining his senses, he forced a question: "Elder, please forgive my poor eyesight; I had no idea who this couple was."

The Elder smiled and said, "This is my eldest daughter. Because my son Sun Ce died young, she lives as a widow in her husband's family."

Xuande hurriedly rose and bowed: "So you are Lady Qiao! I am truly blind and deaf, and had no idea! I am so rude; I beg you, Elder and Lady Qiao, to forgive me!"

The Elder laughed: "Uncle, what are you saying? It is a great honor for my daughter and me to see your esteemed presence; it is already an honor to our humble abode. How could you say I was rude?"

The two chatted for a long time, and Xuande only made small talk, constantly stealing glances at Lady Qiao.

As mentioned before, Lady Qiao had spent a night with Lu Su and was still uneasy; now, seeing Liu Bei's lustful eyes lingering on her, her heart pounded and her ears burned. Although Da Qiao was a dutiful wife, she was also quite astute. How could she not know her uncle's thoughts? Both ashamed and flustered, she couldn't avoid him because of her father, so she could only awkwardly respond.

After chatting for a long time, Liu Bei took his leave. The elder statesman tried to persuade him to stay but to no avail, and could only see him off. Da Qiao also followed him out of the courtyard.

Xuande bowed and said, "Elder statesman, please wait, this junior is leaving."

The elder statesman smiled and said, "Uncle, please wait, this old man awaits your return." He then called to Da Qiao, "My daughter, why don't you greet your uncle and say goodbye?"

Da Qiao had no choice but to step forward and whisper, "Uncle, please wait, I hope you will forgive my rudeness."

Her shy appearance was like morning dew and spring flowers, making her all the more endearing and lovable.

Hearing the beauty call him, Liu Bei almost lost his mind, and hurriedly replied, "How dare I! Please return, madam. If I have time, I will come to consult you again." The

elder statesman was very pleased, bowed first, and turned to leave. Da Qiao dared not walk ahead of her father, and followed behind. Unable to resist his lustful impulses, Liu Bei boldly chased after her for a few steps, then snatched a silk handkerchief from Da Qiao's hand and quickly hid it in his sleeve.

Da Qiao was startled but dared not cry out; her pretty face flushed, she hurried away. Liu Bei, seeing the beauty swaying her full hips and her shy, charming demeanor, couldn't resist the urge to arouse himself!

Liu Bei and Zilong arrived at the inn, and Liu Bei told Zilong and Sun Gan to rest. Liu Bei couldn't help but think of Da Qiao; how could such a stunning beauty be a widow? It's a pity that such beauty is being wasted! Xuan De was restless and agitated, his mind in turmoil. He could only grip his own penis and masturbate, his mind filled with images of Da Qiao's full hips, beautiful breasts, and pretty face. Xuan De,

impatient, only focused on rubbing. Unexpectedly, just as it was time for the meal, Zilong and Sun Gan were serving food to Xuande. As fate would have it, the moment Zilong and Sun Gan entered, Xuande, startled, let out a gushing stream of white fluid, which landed squarely on the plate of food!

Zilong and Sun Gan were stunned. They saw Xuande's penis erect, like a pillar pointing to the sky, standing tall and proud, with a long trail of white fluid running from Liu Bei's crotch down to the plate of food!

Before Sun Gan could recover, Zilong shouted, "My lord's virility is truly astounding! I, Zhao, am filled with admiration! I only hope that my lord's prowess in bed will not diminish, and that I may soon lick a dragon's son!"

Sun Gan then added, "My lord is indeed mighty! This time, I'm sure the rats of Jiangdong will be unable to do anything to us!"

Liu Bei laughed loudly, "How dare you! You flatter me! How could I underestimate the heroes of Jiangdong? I am not far inferior to them! I learned this set of bedroom skills from my strategist Xu Shu

, but when have I ever used them? Today, I will kill them all here! Zilong, Sun Gan, you two must not dampen my spirit—if it ever comes in handy, you must not back down!" Zilong, a strong and powerful general, did not take it to heart and readily agreed. Little did they know that Sun Gan was a scholar with a refined appearance, and for a moment he was at a loss, only secretly lamenting, "Alas! How can this compare to Zilong and my lord? I am surely doomed! How bitter!"

Leaving aside Liu Bei and his ministers, let's talk about Qiao Guolao, who, having received a favor from Liu Bei, first went to Lady Wu's residence to report the good news. This Lady Wu was the younger sister of Sun Quan's birth mother, and was fifty-eight years old at the time. Because of her status as the Queen Dowager, she was different from ordinary old women, being plump and beautiful, with a fragrant and full body, delicate skin, and large breasts and buttocks. When the old man came to see her, he bowed and said with a smile, "Is the Queen Dowager well? This old man has come to congratulate you." When

the Queen Dowager saw that this old man, although old, was still strong and robust, she couldn't help but have many thoughts. She thought about how she had not received her husband's love for so many years, and how she had been starved for it; she had finally raised her children to adulthood, but she was old and ugly, how could she have regained the beauty of her youth? Seeing the old man with white hair and a youthful face, and a kind expression, the Queen Mother couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, and a trickle of lustful fluid welled up from her lower body!

The Queen Mother pretended to be composed and laughed, "What is there for the old man to be happy about?"

Old Master Qiao laughed, "Madam, you don't know? Don't try to hide it from me! Your daughter is already betrothed to Liu Bei of Jingzhou! You really don't know? You look down on this old man and haven't told me, why?"

The Empress Dowager was shocked and quickly swallowed her desire: "What do you mean by that, Old Master? I really don't know about this! It must be a rumor."

Old Master Qiao laughed and said, "If you don't believe me, go and ask around yourself."

The Empress Dowager hurriedly sent people to the street to inquire, and was furious. She shouted, "Summon Zhongmou immediately!"

Needless to say, when Sun Quan arrived, he was immediately berated by Wu Guotai, who scolded him, "You all acted so badly! If you kill Liu Bei like this, how will my precious daughter get married? Old Master Qiao's son-in-law, who is supposed to be the Grand Commander of eighty-one prefectures, has no plan to take Jingzhou!? Such a scoundrel, won't he be ridiculed!" Sun Quan dared not say anything more. He could only nod and agree, barely managing to evade the question.

Lady Wu said, "Very well, let me see Liu Bei. If he's not good, you can do with him as you please; if he likes him, I'll marry my daughter to him!" Secretly, she was overjoyed and kept exclaiming, "Wonderful! I've heard that Liu Bei is a world-renowned hero, but I've never met him. If he truly has such an outstanding appearance, I'll test him myself!"

The next day, Liu Bei, accompanied by Sun Gan, Zhao Yun, and his adorned retinue, went to Ganlu Temple to see Lady Wu. From afar, Lady Wu saw a remarkable man: a face like jade, eyes like stars, large ears reaching his shoulders, hands past his knees, wearing a tall crown and wide belt, his spirit soaring. She thought this must be Liu Bei, the Imperial Uncle. As he drew closer, Lady Wu looked more closely and saw a truly dashing and elegant gentleman, a dignified king! Lady Wu was stunned. Where had she ever seen such a hero? Even her deceased husband, Sun Jian, had never possessed such grace. He was truly a celestial being, a rare beauty on earth!

Liu Bei knelt and bowed, saying, "Liu Bei of Jingzhou greets the Lady of Wu!"

The Lady of Wu had almost completely forgotten, and it took Liu Bei a long time to recover before she snapped out of it, hurriedly saying, "Please rise, my son-in-law, how can you be so polite?" Liu Bei blushed and said, "Lady of Wu, you jest. I haven't even married you yet, how can you call me your son-in-law!"

The Lady of Wu cherished him greatly, disregarding the proper conduct between men and women, and personally helped him up with her soft, white hand, making him stand before her. She looked him over carefully and laughed, "Truly my son-in-law! This is excellent!" The Lady of Wu's peach blossom eyes never left Xuande, staring intently, her plump old face no longer showing any shyness, only taking advantage of her status as an elder to carefully observe Xuande's handsome appearance, making Liu Bei, this lecherous devil, blush with embarrassment. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exercise device, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintain the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, enjoy the pleasure to the point of dizziness. Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

The old woman, Wu Guotai, changed her dignified demeanor and surprisingly asked in a sweet voice, "I wonder how old you are, Lord Xuande?"

Liu Bei lowered his head and said, "I am foolish and incompetent, and have wasted my forty-seven years." But he couldn't help but secretly glance at the charming old woman.

He saw that Wu Guotai was elegant and noble, plump and beautiful, truly a lustful beauty. Xuande was secretly delighted: "That's good! I've gained another precious woman!" So he boldly raised his head and looked directly into Wu Guotai's hot and beautiful eyes, sending her affection with his eyes.

Wu Guotai originally went to look at Liu Bei, but unexpectedly, Liu Bei turned his head to look at her. Wu Guotai was both surprised and delighted, and for a moment she was flustered. Her old lustful heart kept pounding, and her pair of huge breasts rose and fell, making them look even more plump and tempting. The Empress Dowager, realizing her impropriety, instinctively pressed her hand to her chest, which only made her large breasts more conspicuous.

Her mind was in turmoil; with those around her, how could she act recklessly? Yet, she was also eager to succeed, so busy and flustered that she suffered incessantly from her lower body, her juices flowing freely, soaking the cushion. Fortunately, her long skirt concealed this; however, her wet and itchy buttocks and vulva were unbearable, and she couldn't help but gently twist her large hips and waist to relieve the itch. Unexpectedly, Liu Bei saw this, which only fueled her desire.

Xuande, also feeling embarrassed, came to the Empress Dowager's rescue: "I have a trusted retainer who would be honored to see you!"

The Empress Dowager forced a smile and said, "Since he is a trusted retainer, why not come in?" Knowing that Xuande was protecting her, she was deeply grateful and couldn't help but secretly send him flirtatious glances, overjoyed.

A short while later, Zhao Yun entered, sword in hand, truly majestic and imposing. The Empress Dowager's eyes lit up, thinking, "What divine favor have I received today? Another strong and handsome hero has arrived!" She saw that Zhao Zilong was indeed exceptionally handsome, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, a broad face, and a dignified bearing—truly like a fierce tiger. The generals of Jiangdong were not without fear.

The Empress Dowager's lower body became even more aroused, and she could only raise half of her old buttocks, asking in a sweet, melodious voice, "Who is this man?"

Liu Bei replied, "This is Zhao Zilong."

The Empress Dowager asked, "Isn't he the one who took A Dou at Changban in Dangyang?"

Xuande said, "Yes."

The Empress Dowager was overjoyed: "A true general! Please offer some wine! Zilong is truly a god! I am fortunate to have met two such heroes of Jingzhou today; I am thrice blessed! Don't leave yet! I will treat you all to wine and merriment."

Xuande and Zilong bowed in gratitude.

Before long, the banquet was prepared. The Empress Dowager, having left her seat of honor, disregarded all propriety and pulled Xuande towards the table, laughing, "My dear son-in-law, don't mind. Today we are family. You should call me 'Mother'!"

Xuande, walking ahead of the Empress Dowager, about ten paces apart, boldly called out, "Mother, Liu Bei is now your son!" He secretly reached out to help the Empress Dowager, taking the opportunity to support her ample waist, finding it incredibly full and delicately "pleasing to the touch."

The Empress Dowager, knowing Xuande was touching her, was overjoyed. Her vaginal fluids flowed even more profusely. Fortunately, her undergarments were made of pure cotton silk, absorbing moisture and drying quickly; otherwise, wouldn't her lewdness have been exposed in broad daylight?!

These two "lovestruck men"

and "mature women," supporting each other, reached the banquet. At the Empress Dowager's command, the entire room began to drink merrily. During the banquet, Empress Dowager and Liu Bei sat together. Liu Bei, eager to seduce the old woman, rose and raised his cup in a toast, saying, "May Empress Dowager live as long as the Southern Mountains, and

enjoy abundant blessings and longevity!" Empress Dowager, already intoxicated by the atmosphere, was delighted by Liu Bei's attentiveness and happily raised her cup in return, saying, "Uncle, you're too kind. We're family, no need for such formalities." After Liu Bei drank, Empress Dowager said, "I have a small capacity for alcohol; please drink it for me, Uncle." Liu Bei, as if he'd found a gold nugget, quickly accepted and drank it all in one gulp.

The two, disregarding everyone else present, began flirting right there at the table. Finally, the banquet ended, and Empress Dowager took Liu Bei to admire the flowers and scenery, enjoying themselves for most of the day before letting him go home.

The next day, Empress Dowager, impatient to wait any longer, immediately arranged for Liu Bei to marry Miss Sun. Xuande pondered, "What kind of person is this young lady? I've only heard that she's a heroine, both valiant and beautiful, but I've never actually seen her."

Eastern Wu was a wealthy and prosperous nation, and before long, the wedding was complete, awaiting only the consummation of the marriage. Xuande, adorned in colorful ribbons, was accompanied by a beautiful woman with a red veil covering her head—presumably the talented and beautiful young lady. They were truly a perfect match, a match made in heaven! Countless drummers and dancers flanked the bride, playing instruments and singing with unparalleled skill; a group of strategists and generals from Jiangdong also came to congratulate the newlyweds. It was a scene of pure joy and celebration, filled with music and prosperity, a sight beyond description!

Liu Bei, accompanied by Miss Sun, entered the hall, first paying respects to Lady Wu, then exchanging vows: Sun Gan and Lü Fan, and finally bowing to each other as husband and wife. The maids on either side sprinkled fragrant flowers and rouge, wishing the couple a long and happy life together. Overjoyed, the Queen Mother almost rose from her seat to marry Liu Bei! She thought to herself, "Today he's my son-in-law, tomorrow he'll be my own!" She was so happy she couldn't stop smiling, urging her daughter and son-in-law to hurry to their bridal chamber. After

a long period of celebration, Liu Bei and his daughter entered the bridal chamber. Miss Sun was a skilled warrior, and the room was filled with many female warriors wielding swords and spears. Liu Bei was terrified, sweating profusely, thinking Sun Quan was setting a trap to kill him. He asked his wife in surprise, "What is this?"

Lady Sun, still under the veil, gently waved her hand, signaling the female warriors to leave, and said softly, "My husband has fought half his life; are you still afraid of swords and spears?"

Liu Bei wiped his sweat and chuckled, "My lady, you flatter me. I haven't fought in a long time, and I've become quite timid. Please don't laugh at me."

Miss Sun said, "It's late, my husband, why haven't you lifted my veil yet? We've been married for so long, and you haven't even glanced at me."

Hearing his wife's reproach, Liu Bei slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Damn it! Damn it! My wife is right, I was truly foolish!" He hurriedly stepped forward, gently pinched the curtain, and slowly lifted the red veil...

Xuande stared intently, the red candles illuminating the scene. Miss Sun was indeed beautiful: she was young and graceful, with delicate eyebrows, bright eyes, a delicate nose, and small, red lips; her eyes sparkled with a shy yet alluring charm; her hands were like jade, her waist slender, her breasts full, and her hips shapely. This young lady was skilled in martial arts, hence her full, healthy, and robust figure, yet she possessed the gentle, tender, and understanding elegance of a woman from Jiangnan—truly a rare and wonderful woman!

Liu Bei was also stunned. Da Qiao had never shown such charm, and Wu Guotai seemed even older and clumsy. But just those beautiful, star-like eyes of his wife had captured Liu Bei's heart. He now realized how charming a young woman could be; what were those faded young women and old ladies compared to her? Although Miss Sun was a remarkable woman, she grew even more shy under Liu Bei's gaze, lowering her head and saying softly, "My husband is so strange. Looking at me like that, are you trying to devour me? We are husband and wife, yet you act like this."

Xuande heard the young lady's melodious voice, so unlike a martial arts heroine, and was unexpectedly shy and virtuous in the bridal chamber. Xuande grew even more fond of her, slowly sitting beside her and stroking her jade-like hand, saying, "My wife is so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful and heroic woman. To marry you is truly a blessing from heaven!"

Miss Sun blushed, seeing that Liu Bei, though in his prime, was still as dashing and talented as ever. How could she not be moved? She leaned against Liu Bei involuntarily, as intimately as a long-married couple. Liu Bei was also pleased. He embraced the young lady's fragrant shoulders and whispered, "My lady, it's night. A night of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Shall we consummate our marriage?"

Upon hearing this, the young lady became even more shy and did not answer, only half-heartedly agreeing. Liu Bei lowered the curtain, first undressing himself outside, then entering through the red curtain. He saw the young lady still shyly awaiting his touch, like a blooming begonia. Xuande was so loving and tender that he couldn't bear to rush into anything. He simply held the young lady for a long time before gently kissing her forehead. The young lady was somewhat ashamed but did not avoid him, letting Xuande kiss her, her beautiful eyes half-closed, full of affection.

Xuande then slowly began to undress the young lady, one piece at a time. After a stick of incense had burned, he finally removed her upper garment, revealing her undergarment. Xuande then touched the young lady's undergarment. The young lady was startled and gently resisted with her hand, then remained still.

Xuande said softly, "My lady, don't be afraid. Today we are getting married, and the joy is boundless." He dared not be presumptuous, first kissing the young lady's tender face. The young lady didn't move, leaning against him and letting him kiss her. Xuande then kissed her fragrant lips. The young lady was initially shy and tried to avoid him, but soon she pressed her lips against Xuande's, sticking out her fragrant tongue for him to savor. Saliva flowed out. Xuande was overjoyed, opening his mouth to receive the young lady's tender lips, drinking every last drop. He whispered in her ear, "My lady, what a fragrant mouth!"

The young lady blushed even more, burying her face in Xuande's shoulder. Through her bodice, Xuande gently kneaded and played with her full breasts, feeling their constant fragrance. Her breasts were soft and lively, teasing Xuande's heart, and his penis, unable to resist, became erect. Miss Sun was mesmerized by Xuande's fondling of her breasts, which made her slump and soften. She gradually lay down on Liu Bei, letting out soft, seductive moans.

Xuande secretly removed Miss Sun's bodice, grasped her tender breasts, and pinched and rubbed her swollen nipples with two fingers. Each time he exerted force, Miss Sun would let out a seductive moan, arousing Liu Bei's penis to the point of almost bursting out, which he couldn't help but press hard against his wife's belly.

Miss Sun knew a little about the affairs of men and women. She felt something hard against her lower body and knew that her husband's penis had arrived. She was both ashamed and happy, flustered and not knowing what to do. Her heroic and charming demeanor was now reduced to limpness on her husband's body. Her tender, unopened flower bud began to wet, and soon it began to flow.

The young lady felt an unbearable heat and desire in her lower body. She wanted to stop, but couldn't bear it; the more she touched herself, the more she flowed. Her body suddenly went limp, feeling incredibly pleasurable yet gradually weakening, longing only for her husband's comfort. Liu Bei, already aware of his wife's uncontrollable passion, was overjoyed to see her tightly pressing her hand to her private parts. He extended his tongue to suckle her nipple, and heard her let out a soft "Ah!", much more wanton than before.

Xuande, not in a hurry to further arouse her, continued to caress and stroke her fragrant breasts, determined to drive her to the brink of ecstasy. The young lady felt a resonance from both her upper and lower body, a joyful tide, her juices flowing more and more, gushing forth like a burst dam, leaving her weak and exhausted. Her beautiful, fragrant flesh lay on the bed, like a lamb to the slaughter, at his mercy.

Knowing he couldn't miss this opportunity, Xuande disregarded the tender affection and hurriedly removed the young lady's undergarments. He immediately saw a pool of overflowing spring water, its fragrant aroma tantalizing his senses. Unable to control himself any longer, Xuande lowered his head to drink from that stream, pressing his lips against the opening and closing petals of that tender, red virgin's vulva, and forcefully sucked in a large gulp of nectar.

The young lady, taken aback, cried out in a wanton voice, "Ah ah..." She didn't know why she was so wanton and frenzied, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. The more nectar flowed, the more wanton her body became, unable to resist twisting her beautiful, fragrant flesh, flaunting her allure like a water snake, enticing her husband to take her.

Liu Bei sucked for a long time, until the young lady was as soft as water, as wanton as the tide. Only then did Xuande raise his penis high and thrust in, penetrating deeply, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Lady Sun, a virgin, had never experienced such affection. At the very first touch, she cried out in ecstasy, her flower bud itching and yearning, almost bursting with desire, yet the time was not yet right. She could only twist her waist and thrust her hips, eager to release her pent-up desire with her husband. Liu Bei's technique was superb; he thrust left and right, teasing every part of her vagina, leaving her swollen and ready to release. Just a few dozen more thrusts would be enough for her to climax. Xuande,

with all his might, thrust repeatedly, a hundred times in a row. Hearing Lady Sun's incessant moans, he knew she was completely overwhelmed with pleasure, her soft sobs choking her breath. But Liu Bei didn't ejaculate, continuing to thrust. Lady Sun, with a last gasp, cried out, "Husband, give in to me quickly, I can't take it anymore!" Hearing his wife's call, Xuande had no choice but to thrust violently for a while, then ejaculate completely…

The two collapsed together, panting for a long time before recovering. Liu Bei embraced the young lady and said, "My lady, I have no other thoughts now, only you in my heart."

The young lady, delicate and weak, coquettishly hummed, "My husband is so valiant! I almost lost my soul!" The two were deeply in love, embracing and kissing again before falling asleep in each other's arms.

Meanwhile, Lady Wu, ever since Xuande married the young lady, had only hoped that Xuande would find an opportunity to see her. Unexpectedly, Xuande was now completely devoted to the young lady, and had forgotten all about this old woman. Lady Wu was so anxious that she scratched her head and cheeks, her desire unbearable, longing to find another lover to relieve her thirst, but Xuande was so agreeable.

One day, Xuande sent Zilong to deliver gifts to Lady Wu. As soon as Zhao Yun entered the Empress Dowager's inner chambers, the old woman's lustful desires stirred uncontrollably. She thought to herself, "This Zilong is quite a valiant man. If I could have a go with him, though he might not be as charming as Xuande, his skills in entering and exiting would probably be no less than Xuande's." So she deliberately feigned a lustful expression and tried to seduce Zilong.

Zhao Yun was a clever man; how could he not know? He thought, "This time, the lord has ordered that I must not lose to the men of Jiangdong. If I take this opportunity to have some fun with the Empress Dowager, I can humiliate that scoundrel Sun Quan! It wouldn't be in vain that I've followed the lord for so many years; I'll have gained another great achievement!" So he dismissed his men and, under the guise of presenting a gift, suddenly grabbed the Empress Dowager's large buttocks!

The Empress Dowager was startled and instinctively shouted, "What are you doing, Zilong?" Just as she was about to struggle, she suddenly realized what was happening, and, both surprised and delighted, she fell onto Zilong's muscular body. Zilong didn't ask any questions, and with one hand he lifted the Empress Dowager up, and in a few swift movements, he stripped her naked.

The Empress Dowager, still somewhat ashamed, scolded, "Zilong, you're so rude! Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zilong retorted, "No need for further words, I'll now commit adultery with you!" With that, he took out his "bright silver spear" from between his legs, placed the old woman on the bed, and thrust it inside her with a "plop."

The Empress Dowager felt a pang of pleasure and pain, and tried to cry out, but Zilong had already taken her large, fat breasts into his mouth and was licking and biting them wantonly; the Empress Dowager became more and more lustful, her moans incessant, so Zilong had no choice but to kiss her old mouth, and the old woman actually stuck out her tongue to suck on Zilong's. Zhao Yun had never seen such a lewd and mature fat woman before, and felt that she was incredibly wanton, so he began to thrust even more fiercely. He was strong and powerful, and skilled in spear fighting, considering himself no less than Xuande, and his grasping of breasts and penetration of orifices were all perfectly executed.

The old lady's breasts and vagina, unused for years, were finally tested today. As expected, they were no match for a young, strong man. She screamed and howled, her flesh throbbing. Zilong, driven mad by the sight, thrust in and out over a thousand times! He had the old lady pinned to the bed, and after about half an hour, she had come six or seven times, then could go no more. She lay limp on the bed, panting like a cow, only able to moan, "Zilong, you're so skilled! You've made my old flesh weak! You're truly a tiger general!"

Just as Zilong was about to leave, the old lady grabbed him, crying, "Zilong, stop! Stay and enjoy yourself with me a little longer!"

Zilong was astonished: "You old woman, so greedy for pleasure?" He mustered his remaining strength and began to fuck the old lady again, hundreds more times, until she was too weak to rise and speechless! Only then did Zilong straighten his clothes and quickly leave. What a thrill! Xuande was overjoyed when he learned of this and laughed, "Zilong is so impressive! Now Sun Quan will have to call you godfather!"

Anecdotes of the Three Kingdoms (12)

It is said that Liu Bei and Zilong both succeeded, and the emperor and his minister were extremely pleased. Lady Sun was a virtuous and gentle lady from a prominent family. She only listened to what Liu Bei had said and did not ask any questions. The couple were loving and harmonious and were very happy. However, as time went by, Liu Bei could not help but have his lustful thoughts return. He thought of the old slut, the Empress Dowager, and also missed the widowed Da Qiao. He was restless and could not find peace. One day, when his wife returned to the Empress Dowager's place, he said to his wife, "I want to invite Lady Da Qiao to live in my mansion to relieve her of the hardship of being a widow. What do you think, Madam?"

Lady Sun was an honest girl and did not have the wickedness of Liu Bei. She was very happy and said, "Very good, very good! It is also difficult for my sister-in-law to be a widow. It would be good to invite her to stay for a few days." Liu Bei and his wife then went by carriage.

Leaving aside the young lady, let's talk about Liu Bei, who went alone to the old home of the Qiao Kingdom. The old man was naturally delighted and hurriedly welcomed him in, offering tea and conversation. Liu Bei, however, was secretly plotting and unwilling to say much. After a short while, Liu Bei smiled and said, "My wife said to me today, 'Why not invite Sister-in-law Qiao to stay at our residence for a few days? Firstly, to keep her company, and secondly, to give me some company.' I wholeheartedly agreed, so I drove here specifically to invite Lady Qiao to my humble abode for a few days before returning home. I hope the old man will allow it."

The old man was overjoyed: "Uncle and young lady are so kind; I am deeply grateful! What more can I say?"

He quickly summoned Qiao and ten maids to accompany him, and they all went with Liu Bei.

A short while later, they returned to the residence. Liu Bei instructed his men to first serve Lady Qiao, while he selected a clean, empty room, had it swept, and then invited Qiao to move in.

Da Qiao, widowed for many years, was unbearably lonely. Though she remained chaste, her good health made her yearn for a husband's comfort. Unfortunately, Sun Ce had died young, and her child was still young; where could she find a man to share her burdens? Although Liu Bei had teased her the other day, he couldn't help but fantasize, dreaming of Xuande (Liu Bei) forcibly taking advantage of her, which she half-heartedly resisted, only hoping for pleasure.

Today, she was both frightened and expectant, her heart stirred, restless and uneasy: she wanted to have an affair, but was bound by moral constraints; she had no intention of infidelity, yet she couldn't bear this boundless loneliness.

Liu Bei dared not wait long for his mistress to return home, so he went to Da Qiao's place first, dismissed the maids, closed the door, and served her a table of wine and food. Da Qiao had lost her virginity to Lu Su before, and the thought of it still aroused her. This time, Liu Bei didn't force her to drink much; soon they were cuddling close, exchanging flirtatious words.

Xuande took a sip of wine himself, then forced Da Qiao to take a sip as well. He then wrapped his arms around Da Qiao's ample waist and fondled her, secretly pinching her large breasts while she drank.

Da Qiao, overwhelmed with shame, feigned resistance, which aroused Liu Bei. He then forced himself on her, gripping her large breasts and buttocks tightly and refusing to let go. Liu Bei's erect penis, reaching for her, lifted her undergarments and pressed firmly against her private parts. Da Qiao, no longer willing to be alone, surrendered herself to Liu Bei's advances, allowing him to play with her as he pleased.

Taking advantage of Lady Sun's absence for a day, the two engaged in a fierce battle in Da Qiao's room for two hours! Only when Liu Bei was exhausted and Da Qiao was completely limp did they reluctantly stop.

Liu Bei then began to train Miss Sun and Da Qiao, and soon the two women became accustomed to it, enjoying their carefree "two phoenixes playing with a dragon." Meanwhile, the Empress Dowager was infatuated with Zhao Yun's "long spear," frequently sending him there for pleasure.

This constant back and forth led to scandal, which eventually reached Sun Quan's ears. Sun Quan was furious and ordered a thousand soldiers to kill Liu Bei and Zhao Yun!

Liu Bei was alarmed and hastily consulted with Zhao Yun and Lady Sun. Zhao Yun said, "My lord, do not worry. Quickly take the two ladies and go ahead. I will seize the Empress Dowager and personally cover the rear; there will be no danger!"

Liu Bei was reassured and led three hundred soldiers with Da Qiao and Lady Sun. Zhao Yun led two hundred soldiers straight to the Empress Dowager's residence, and no one dared to stop him. Zhao Yun then kidnapped the Empress Dowager, ordering his soldiers to escort her to catch up with Liu Bei, while he himself proceeded slowly, fearing that Eastern Wu would pursue them.

Meanwhile, Sun Quan learned that Liu Bei had already fled with Lady Sun and Da Qiao, and that the Empress Dowager had been captured by Zhao Yun. Enraged, he ordered his generals Zhou Tai, Jiang Qin, Xu Sheng, and Ding Feng to lead 5,000 soldiers in a swift pursuit. He commanded that once captured, they should be beheaded without question!

Zhao Yun, fearing that Liu Bei had taken a shortcut through Eastern Wu, spurred his horse and gave chase, only finding Liu Bei and his party at the riverbank. At that moment, the generals of Eastern Wu arrived on horseback, surrounding them from all sides. Liu Bei was terrified, exclaiming, "If this happens, my mother and son, my husband and I, and my ruler and his subjects are all doomed! What can I do?" Just then, a fleet of boats appeared on the riverbank, and a man jumped off one, laughing loudly, "My lord, do not be alarmed! Kongming has been waiting here for a long time!"

Xuande was overjoyed and quickly ordered the boats to set sail. Thus, the Empress Dowager, Lady Sun, Da Qiao, and the other abducted beauties were all sent away by the Jingzhou soldiers. Xuande, along with Kongming and Zilong, covered the rear, and in no time, they had traveled more than twenty li. The Wu army could only sigh helplessly at the river, unable to catch up.

Xuande, having returned to his homeland, lavishly rewarded his officials. Because Zilong had rescued him, he ordered him to quickly marry the Empress Dowager! Kongming, having acted swiftly, bestowed Da Qiao upon him as a concubine. Xuande himself and his wife enjoyed themselves daily, and he often invited the Empress Dowager and Da Qiao to join him in debauchery, indulging in unparalleled familial bliss!

Meanwhile, Zhou Yu, filled with regret for his failed plan and even more ashamed that Liu Bei had taken the Empress Dowager and Da Qiao, neglected his duties. First, he indulged in daily debauchery with his wife Xiao Qiao, and later, taking advantage of Huang Gai's death, he seized Huang Gai's five young concubines. Thus, six beauties shared Zhou Yu's pleasures daily.

Zhou Yu, wounded by an arrow, could not withstand six women sharing one husband. Before long, he died, his life fading away. Before his death, he cried out, "Since Heaven gave birth to Yu, why did it also give birth to Liang? Why do I not have his abilities to deceive so many beautiful women?" He cried out several times before dying!

After Zhou Yu's death, Xiao Qiao, unable to bear the loneliness of her empty room, used Da Qiao's connections to steal Jingzhou and become Zhuge Liang's concubine. Liu Bei would often invite Xiao Qiao to his residence,

where she and Da Qiao would enjoy endless pleasures! The decadence of the Three Kingdoms is all contained in this book! Do you now know why Liu Bei, from a humble sandal weaver, became the Hegemon of Western Shu? It was entirely due to: Xu Shu's secret teachings on the bedroom arts and Kongming's personal instruction in the extraordinary skills of the bedroom. Otherwise, why would he have become king? Why can't we achieve such a feat? (

The

following is a separate, unrelated story

): In Journey to the West, it is said that long ago, the great Buddha comprehended the true meaning of the world and achieved an indestructible golden body.

He became a Buddha and a saint. Another legend says that in the South Sea, there was a beautiful woman who also comprehended some teachings, not as much as the Buddha, but different in nature, and thus she became a Bodhisattva.

Later, Guanyin was enlightened by the great Buddha and became the successor of Buddhism.

This happened during the time she was enlightened.

One day, Guanyin sat on her lotus platform, reciting the scriptures given to her by the Buddha. The scripture's name was quite remarkable: it was the *Joyful Zen*! Guanyin, without blushing or panting, gazed upon the text, which contained descriptions of the vast world, including humans, demons, ghosts, monsters, gods, strange creatures, goblins, spirits, and Asuras, representing 3,333 kinds of beings and a total of 99,999 sexual positions.

Guanyin's face was like warm jade, her skin like solidified cream, and her bright, clear eyes held only holiness. Her nose was small, naturally positioned above her cherry-like mouth. All her features were harmonious; only solemnity could describe this woman.

Guanyin wore a white veil, whether it was a white bodice or a bra, as her nipples were not visible.

But one could clearly see her slender, white, and vibrant arms. Guanyin's breasts were perfectly shaped, neither too big nor too small, just the right size to be held in one hand.

At this moment, the great Buddha entered.

"Hehe, Bodhisattva, so diligent?"

"Disciple, I am diligently studying the scriptures given to me by the Buddha, and I have not dared to slacken my efforts since a hundred years ago."

"Hmm, very good, a hundred years! Then you should have memorized the postures, right?" Buddha said solemnly.

"Yes, disciple... disciple has long... memorized them." Guanyin answered somewhat reluctantly, not knowing why Buddha asked in this way.

"Good, good, good, among these disciples, you are the most beautiful. Haha, hahahahaha," Buddha laughed wildly.

"Buddha, you..." Guanyin was stunned at this moment, not knowing what to do.

"Let me tell you, actually, after looking at this lewd thing for so long, your heart is no longer pure. Don't tell me your lower body is still dry, is it? Is it very wet? Are you thinking about men? Oh... no, as long as you have a big meat stick, that's enough, isn't it? You little slut," Buddha said ferociously.

"You...you actually...had this as your purpose?" Guanyin finally understood why she had felt empty down there all these years. She had thought it was Buddha testing her willpower, but she hadn't expected this.

"Help!" Guanyin cried out. She desperately hoped someone would come in now, so that Tathagata would save face and leave without saying goodbye.

"Oh, hahaha, this place has been sealed off by my Immovable King Mantra. Where would anyone be? Just like the most popular saying in the mortal world: Scream all you want, no one will pay attention to you!" Tathagata had now acquired the qualities of an excellent rapist.

Suddenly, Tathagata rushed towards Guanyin, ripped open her clothes, and two snow-white breasts sprang out, bouncing a few times in the air. The pale areolas were topped with adorable pink nipples.

Tathagata was mesmerized; they were truly a pair of earthly treasures.

Guanyin's expression at this moment was like that of a virgin about to be raped, so delicate and fragile.

With a slight cast of magic, Tathagata froze Guanyin's arm, which suddenly stiffened in mid-air.

"Not bad, not bad, pink nipples. It seems Guanyin doesn't know how to masturbate yet. That's quite unromantic. Let this old monk teach you a lesson." He then pinched her adorable nipple.

Guanyin was now unable to move or speak, only two lines of clear tears silently flowing from her eyes, gently tracing her face.

But her body's reaction was most obvious. After a hundred years of exposure to the first erotic book, Guanyin seemed to understand what was about to happen, a mixture of resentment and a vague, inexplicable anticipation. At this moment, her physical reaction was evident; in the eyes of Tathagata, a master of pleasure who had roamed the three realms, Guanyin's nipples were beginning to harden.

"Oh, our holy Guanyin, her lovely pink nipples have hardened. Are you craving a man? Do you want this old monk's great Buddha hook, or simply want a man's fleshy rod thrusting hard into your little hole?" Buddha asked lewdly.

As Buddha's hands continued to knead, his index finger constantly circling the areola, Guanyin's breathing became noticeably rapid.

Suddenly, Buddha sucked on Guanyin's hardened nipple. Guanyin was completely lost; the tingling sensation spreading from her nipple throughout her body had already reached her jade-like back.

It seems it's true what the *Joyful Zen* says: watching sex a thousand times is not as good as being sexed once.

At this moment, Guanyin's entire breasts had begun to turn red.

Slowly, a lewd scent filled the air. Buddha

then unceremoniously tore off all of Guanyin's clothes, revealing her pure white legs.

Between her legs, one could vaguely see the secret garden of the First Holy Maiden of the Three Realms.

A few stray hairs couldn't hide the Buddha's eyes, which rivaled those of Sun Wukong. The Buddha parted Guanyin's legs and sucked on her vulva. Her untouched vulva had never experienced such a sight.

Guanyin felt as if a thousand caterpillars were crawling all over her body, her entire being filled with desire.

Especially her lower body, where the Buddha's suction had begun to secrete fluids.

At that moment, the Buddha chanted a spell, and instantly he was completely naked.

His manhood was terrifying; the magnificent glans was shaped like his hair, almost like a sexually transmitted disease.

Seeing Guanyin's puzzled look, the Buddha smiled and said, "Human condoms have little bumps on them, don't they? This thing is the number one weapon in the Three Realms!" The Buddha brought his glans close to Guanyin's vulva, and with the help of the fluids she had produced, he slid in smoothly, only to encounter resistance.

He knew that this foolish woman, Guanyin, probably hadn't even touched his own manhood in the past hundred years.

"A short pain is better than a long one, Abbess, just give in to this old monk!" At this moment, he thrust in with all his might, his penis, known as the most lethal weapon in the Three Realms, aggressively pressing against Guanyin's cervix. Guanyin immediately fainted from the pain. Tathagata remained calm, slowly thrusting in and out. As time passed, Guanyin's vagina became quite lubricated with vaginal fluid.

Then, Tathagata used magic to wake Guanyin.

Upon regaining consciousness, Guanyin felt incredibly aroused by Tathagata.

"Ah... Buddha's big dick, fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me to death, fuck me hard..." Guanyin moaned wantonly.

She didn't even realize she could speak. It must have been that thieving monk Tathagata who had done it.

Tathagata then lifted Guanyin's legs, performing the proper nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Since it was her virginity being deflowered, he couldn't be careless. This was nothing like those Rakshasa women in the Three Realms, or the socialites like Chang'e in Heaven.

This was a long-term meal ticket that Buddha had painstakingly cultivated.

The nine shallow and one deep movements didn't involve excessive friction inside, so they wouldn't cause greater harm to a virgin. But doesn't a woman's vagina have more nerve endings at the front? Buddha, this scientifically illiterate man, actually contained a profound truth at this moment, giving Guanyin the greatest stimulation.

Soon, Guanyin was brought to orgasm, but Buddha wasn't satisfied.

The bodies of gods are unimaginable to mortals. In the following days, Guanyin remained immersed in the orgasms Buddha created, unable to extricate herself.

Later, Guanyin's position was always very close to Buddha, and each time she gave him a smile only they understood. Every time she thought of Buddha, she couldn't help but produce love fluid. To avoid trouble, Buddha

gave Guanyin a lotus platform so that her love fluid could nourish the lotus at any time. Later, when Red Boy burned Sun Wukong, why were her few drops of water so effective? Even the most lethal weapon in the Three Realms was subdued by this water, so wouldn't Red Boy's mere virginal fire be extinguished by it?

It's said that in recent millennia, the lotus throne where Guanyin sits has flourished remarkably, showing a potential to surpass hybrid rice.

Erlang Shen and Chang'e, the Moon Goddess

, are together under the moonlight; when will they meet again? He jokingly asks Chang'e, "Is your life lonely?" A bright moon hangs high in the sky, the perfect time for lovers' trysts.

At this moment, Chang'e, the Moon Goddess, is dressing in front of the mirror. Her long, beautiful black hair accentuates her flower-like face. She is elegant and refined, her beauty radiant, her charm captivating. Truly, she could shame the moon and flowers, make fish sink and geese fall from the sky. As the poem says: "Autumn water for her spirit, jade for her bones, making all the beauties of the world bow their heads."

Ever since she stole the elixir of immortality that Hou Yi had painstakingly obtained, and returned to Heaven, the Jade Emperor initially intended to make her his personal secretary. However, the jealous Queen Mother, fearing she might bring disaster upon herself, ordered Chang'e to live alone in the Moon Palace, enduring endless loneliness. Thus, our fairy Chang'e endured the long years in solitude, and countless times, a mournful, plaintive sound echoed from the Moon Palace—Chang'e pouring out her sorrows.

But tonight, Chang'e's eyes sparkled with affection, her face radiant with spring's warmth. The man who had captured her heart had finally appeared beside her, unlocking the secrets of her soul. Thinking of her lover, Chang'e closed her starry eyes in blissful intoxication, recalling his smile, his kisses, and every sweet night they had spent together.

"E...E'er..." That familiar, magnetic voice startled Chang'e. She quickly opened her eyes, her beautiful gaze shining with surprise and deep affection. Without hesitation, she rose and, in a graceful leap, threw herself into his embrace, melting into his mountain-like bosom. Those strong arms wrapped around her slender waist, eagerly caressing her body, their desire palpable.

"Erlang..." Chang'e's cherry lips parted slightly, uttering a sweet voice.

Let's shift the camera's focus to the audacious man who brazenly flirted with our beautiful Chang'e, ready to give him a good beating. But the man was dashing, clad in golden armor, and strangely, he possessed a single, gleaming eye on his forehead—he had three eyes!

Behind him stood a fierce celestial dog. It was obvious that this man was none other than the renowned Erlang Shen, and the dog was his signature Howling Celestial Hound.

Since the last Peach Banquet, Chang'e's celestial dance had deeply captivated Erlang Shen, and Chang'e herself was deeply enamored with his extraordinary heroism. The goddess dreamt, the king reciprocated; the two secretly met behind the backs of the immortals, their love blossoming like a spring breeze!

"E'er... I miss you so much!..." Erlang Shen lowered his head and fiercely sealed Chang'e's cherry lips with his, sucking her fragrant nectar while holding her small, sweet tongue.

Chang'e let out a soft "Mmm," and their lips and tongues intertwined, inseparable. Instantly, the desolate moon palace gained a warm atmosphere.

"Ah... Erlang... you... your..." Chang'e felt a hard object pressing against her lower abdomen, hot and alluring. Chang'e understood what her lover wanted, what he longed for, and her legs involuntarily tightened, her flower path already fragrant with dew.

"Come... my E'er..." Erlang Shen waved his hand, and a flash of light appeared, and Erlang Shen and Chang'e's clothes disappeared, their strong muscles and soft bodies complementing each other, appearing incomparably sensual.

"Sister E'er... you are so beautiful... ah... captivating..." Erlang Shen gently caressed Chang'e's soft, snow-white breasts, two round and full mounds of flesh, perfectly sized.

"Erlang... ah... oh..." Chang'e's starry eyes were hazy, her little mouth murmuring, her body involuntarily entering the state. Under Erlang Shen's divine touch, she occasionally let out soul-stirring moans...

"Woof... woof..." Just then, a woofing sound disturbed their intimate moment.

They looked up and saw Erlang Shen's celestial hound, its long tongue lolling out, drooling, its dog eyes fixed on Chang'e's beautiful body, its lustful nature blatant.

Chang'e gasped in surprise, hastily hiding in Erlang Shen's arms, terrified that the lecherous hound would pounce on her.

Erlang Shen was both amused and annoyed; he hadn't expected his own celestial hound to have such desires. He dodged and kicked the Celestial Hound in the forehead, yelling, "Get out of here, or I'll castrate you!" The Celestial Hound, in pain, fled the Moon Palace in panic, whimpering and sobbing at its master's heartlessness, refusing even a free glimpse of its suffering.

Erlang Shen and Chang'e, consumed by lust, were unable to resist. This shows that once immortals fall in love, they cannot control themselves; otherwise, the story of Dong Yong and the Seventh Fairy Maiden wouldn't have happened.

"I only envy the lovebirds, not the immortals!" Chang'e gazed lovingly at her man.

Erlang Shen looked at the perfect body before him, like a sculpture of white jade, her proudly erect breasts, her flat, rounded abdomen, her long, shapely legs, and the swaying celestial grass at the base of her snow-white thighs, exuding an intoxicating charm.

Erlang Shen, burning with lust and excitement, gently parted Chang'e's long, fair legs with both hands. Then, grasping his hard, thick member, he thrust his hips into Chang'e's already aroused entrance, with a "whoosh" sound, penetrating to the hilt.

Chang'e cried out softly, "Erlang... be slow... I can't take it... oh..."

"Chang'e, I'm sorry, it was my fault for being impatient! I'll be gentle..." Hearing Chang'e's cry of pain, Erlang Shen hurriedly stopped, changing to gentle thrusting until Chang'e's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, only then did he feel relieved.

"My uncle, the Jade Emperor, sent me to subdue a demon monkey. That demon monkey was born of heaven and earth, and it's very powerful... but I still managed to capture it... oh... Chang'e, you're so tight down there..." Erlang Shen boasted of his prowess, without revealing that he had captured the demon monkey with the help of Laozi.

"Oh... um... my Erlang is so strong!" Chang'e offered her lips, and Erlang, fully appreciating the beauty's favor, thrust even faster.

Chang'e naturally spread her legs wider, raising them high around Erlang's waist, hooking her arms around his back, her eyes shimmering with allure, her gaze filled with love, yielding to his desires.

This captivating posture would move any man, make him hard, and drive him to the very end! She felt an unparalleled fullness and satisfaction in her lower body; her long-dormant celestial orifice was now satiated with the man's pleasure.

"So beautiful... so heavy... so thick..."

"E'er... let me suck your breasts... so fragrant... oh..." Erlang rose and fell on Chang'e like a knight, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, or nine deep thrusts followed by one shallow one, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes heavy, sometimes light.

"Ah...ah...oh...oh so...beautiful...Erlang...so...so beautiful!" Chang'e's heart blossomed and faded, faded and blossomed again. Although Chang'e was a celestial being, she could not withstand the waves of impact from the valiant Erlang Shenjun.

"Ah...it's hitting my heart...I...I'm coming again...again..." Chang'e gasped. Erlang, seeing Chang'e's uncontrollable lust, chuckled wickedly and said, "Chang'e, turn around!" Conquered by Erlang Shen, Chang'e obediently turned her body over and bent down between his legs.

"My lord...what do you want to do?"

"Chang'e...your jade buttocks are so beautiful!" Erlang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. He placed his hands on Chang'e's fair and tender buttocks, pressed his lower body close, and thrust hard. "Sizzle," his huge member entered her flower from behind, reaching close to Chang'e's cervix. Chang'e cried out "Oh!" repeatedly, experiencing unparalleled pleasure.

"E'er, have you ever tasted this feeling?" Erlang Shen laughed, licking Chang'e's snow-white back with his tongue, his hands kneading her breasts from behind.

"Erlang...you...oh...you're so naughty...oh...where did you learn this?" Chang'e, experiencing this sensation for the first time, throbbed with excitement, her hips twisting in response.

"E'er, I saw..." Erlang Shen whispered in Chang'e's ear. Chang'e murmured "oh," then playfully scolded, "You're a celestial being, yet you went to see the Howling Celestial Dog...ah...Erlang...this is so deep...it's so beautiful!" She gasped with pleasure.

The lovemaking of celestials is unlike that of mortals. Erlang Shen embraced Chang'e, sometimes soaring, sometimes spinning. The air was filled with the fluttering of osmanthus petals, and the nectar splashed between their joined bodies transformed into blooming flowers, releasing a fragrant aroma—a truly moving scene.

At this moment, the moon appears hazy and bright to mortals, but who knows that a live sex show between celestial beings is unfolding on its surface!

It is said that the celestial dog, Xiaotianquan, who was kicked out of the moon by Erlang Shen to watch the wind, was resentful. It believed that although it was just a dog, it was still a celestial dog. It followed Erlang Shen around, doing everything for him. Even if it had no merit, it had still worked hard.

In human terms, it was at least a dog god. Thinking of its master, Erlang Shen, embracing the most beautiful woman in Heaven, Chang'e, in a passionate embrace, its manhood throbbed even more. Enraged, it opened its maw and barked wildly at the moon, thus giving rise to the legend of the "Heavenly Dog Eating the Moon."

Taking advantage of its master's distraction, it decided to descend to the mortal realm for some fun. The Celestial Dog transformed itself into a handsome scholar, and in a flash of blue light, descended to an archipelago in the East Sea. There, on the archipelago lived a dozen or so barbarian tribes, one of whose chieftains was Himiko (in a matriarchal society). She was incredibly beautiful, and the surrounding tribes, coveting her beauty, conspired to kidnap her.

The Celestial Dog, showing compassion, helped Himiko repel the enemies. Grateful for the Celestial Dog's life-saving act, Himiko pledged herself to him. The Celestial Dog introduced itself as Amaterasu, a person from the Eastern Divine Continent (its master, Erlang Shen, was from the Eastern Divine Continent).

Himiko was overjoyed to have such a handsome and refined husband. The two were inseparable, deeply in love. The celestial hound, with its extraordinary abilities, often drove Himiko to the brink of death before finally giving up.

A day in heaven is equivalent to three years on earth.

After the rain subsided, Erlang Shen and Chang'e, noticing the celestial hound was missing, secretly descended to the mortal realm. They hastily chanted a spell to summon it.

Sensing its master's call, the celestial hound knew it was doomed and hastily told Himiko that it was Amaterasu, the goddess of heaven (quite vain!), and wished to return.

Himiko, tearfully reluctant to part with her husband, revealed that she was pregnant. The celestial hound wept and bid Himiko farewell, returning to its master.

Erlang Shen, upon learning that it had taken human form, married, and had children in the mortal realm, was enraged and severed the celestial hound's genitals as punishment.

Later, Himiko gave birth to a son, a dog-headed, human-bodied being with superhuman strength and intelligence. He led his tribe in numerous wars, unifying the islands. He proclaimed himself Emperor, decreeing that his father be honored as Amaterasu Omikami and his mother Himiko as Empress Jimmu.

(Note: Himiko is a figure in the divine history of the Japanese Imperial Kingdom. A legendary woman of great achievement, but the true origins of her husband remain unknown. Fortunately, the author, out of compassion, conducted long-term scientific research and discovered the origins of the Japanese people. The Japanese should be grateful!)

After reading this article, you should now understand how the Japanese came to be! The story of

the Flaming Mountains

: The Tang Monk and his disciples, wishing to cross the Flaming Mountains, needed the Banana Leaf Fan of Princess Iron Fan, wife of the Bull Demon King.

Sun Wukong volunteered to obtain the fan, but Princess Iron Fan, resentful that Wukong had asked Guanyin to subdue Red Boy, refused to give it to him.

Having exhausted all other options, Sun Wukong seized the opportunity of the Bull Demon King's banquet to steal his mount, Jinqing. Transforming himself into the Bull Demon King's likeness, he rode the beast and soared through the clouds. In no time, he arrived at the entrance of the Banana Cave on Mount Cuiyun, calling out, "Open the door!" Two young girls inside the cave opened the door upon hearing his voice. Seeing the Bull Demon King's face, they immediately reported, "Madam, the King has returned home!" At this moment, Princess Iron Fan was sitting on her fragrant couch, secretly grieving. Her husband, bewitched by that alluring fox spirit, had not returned for years, leaving her alone in her empty chamber, filled with self-pity. Her child had been taken by Guanyin, and now that damned Sun Wukong had come knocking. Overwhelmed with worry, two strings of tears rolled down her cheeks.

Upon hearing the girls say that her husband had returned, Princess Iron Fan's heart leaped with joy, and her worries vanished. The couple had always shared a deep affection, so Princess Iron Fan quickly tidied her hair and hurried out to greet him.

The Bull Demon King dismounted from his saddle and led in his golden-eyed beast; boldly, he tricked the beautiful woman. Although Princess Iron Fan was an earth immortal, she couldn't recognize him with her naked eyes. Seeing her husband's appearance unchanged and his charm undiminished, she was overjoyed and led him inside. She ordered the maids to set a seat and serve tea. The whole family, seeing their master, were all respectful.

Sun Wukong, holding Princess Iron Fan's soft, snow-white hand, said with a smile, "My lady, it's been so long! How are you?" Princess Iron Fan, hearing this, deliberately said, "My husband has been so fond of our new marriage, leaving me behind. What wind blew you here today?" Seeing Princess Iron Fan's words, Sun Wukong knew she was resentful that the Bull Demon King had left her alone in her chambers, so he spoke even more gently, saying, "It's only because Princess Jade Face has taken a new wife, and household affairs are numerous, and friends are many to attend to, that I've been delayed away. But I've managed to build up my own household." He added, "I recently heard that you, Wukong, are protecting Tang Sanzang..." "Near the Flaming Mountains, I fear he will come to borrow the fan from you. I hate that scoundrel for harming my son, but when he comes, send someone to inform me so I can capture him and tear him to pieces to avenge my marital grievances." Upon hearing the name "Wukong," Princess Iron Fan, remembering how the monkey had repeatedly come to ask for the Banana Leaf Fan, even burrowing into her liver and causing her immense suffering, burst into tears. Overwhelmed with grief, she threw herself into her husband's arms, sobbing, "My husband, Wukong has already come! He almost killed me!" (Sun Wukong) Holding the beautiful woman in his arms, he deliberately feigned anger and scolded, "When did that impudent monkey leave?" The Rakshasa woman replied, "He hasn't left yet. Yesterday he came to borrow a fan from me. Because he harmed my child, I donned my precious sword and went out to chop that monkey down. He endured the pain and called me his sister-in-law, saying that the Great King had sworn brotherhood with him." Sun Wukong said, "They were sworn brothers five hundred years ago." The Rakshasa woman said, "He didn't dare reply when I scolded him, nor did he dare lay a hand on me. Then I swatted him away with my fan; I don't know where he found some kind of wind-fixing technique, but this morning he was calling out again outside my door." "I called out. I tried to move him again with my fan, but he wouldn't budge. When I swung my sword to strike, he wouldn't let me. I was afraid his staff was too heavy, so I went into the cave and closed the door tightly. I don't know where he came from, but he crawled into my stomach, and I was almost killed by him! I called him 'Uncle' a few times and gave him the fan." Sun Wukong then pretended to beat his chest and said, "What a pity! My wife was wrong. How could you give this treasure to that monkey? I'm so angry!" Seeing her husband's fury, Princess Iron Fan was very comforted. After all, they were of one mind, and her concern was evident in her words.

She hurriedly said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please calm down. He only received a fake fan; it was just a trick." Wukong asked, "Where is the real fan?" The Rakshasa woman smiled, "Don't worry, don't worry! I've kept it." Turning back, she ordered her maid to prepare wine to welcome him and offer a toast, saying, "Your Majesty, on your newlywed days, please remember the bond of marriage. Have a cup of water from our hometown." Sun Wukong dared not refuse, and could only smile, raise the cup, and drink with the Rakshasa woman. After several rounds of wine, the Rakshasa woman felt slightly tipsy, and her desire stirred. She began to rub against Sun Wukong, touching and caressing him, holding his hand, whispering sweet nothings, leaning against

him shoulder to shoulder, and whispering intimately. As the saying goes, "Love is a corrupting influence." Wukong initially feigned affection, laughing and joking, but eventually, he too leaned against her.

The two played a drinking game, and the wine was finished. Under the lamplight, Wukong looked at the Rakshasa woman. She was a beautiful young woman with graceful bearing. Her hair was loosely tied up, her face flushed, her delicate features seemed fragile, her cherry lips moved frequently, her nose was exquisite, and her ten fingers were slender, like finely carved jade. Her arms were full but not fleshy, beautiful yet boneless.

Wukong had only intended to trick her into using the fan, but he hadn't expected the fine wine to arouse him. A surge of lust rose from his lower abdomen. Coupled with the fact that the Rakshasa woman hadn't been with her husband for many years, she became even more alluring. Her breasts were half-exposed, her gold buttons loose, her face was as red as a peach blossom, her body swayed like a tender willow, her starry eyes were hazy, and she spoke softly. This made Wukong unable to contain himself, secretly chuckling, "I, Old Sun, am so lucky! Such a peerless beauty, yet Old Bull doesn't know how to cherish her, letting me, Old Sun, get such a great deal." Taking advantage of a moment of clarity, Wukong asked Princess Iron Fan, "Madam, where do you keep the real fan? Be careful, morning and night. I'm afraid Sun Wukong, with his many transformations, might try to trick me again." Hearing her husband mention this, Princess Iron Fan's pretty face flushed, and she said coyly, "My husband is so naughty... knowing full well that I... um..." Her words grew softer and softer, almost inaudible, but Wukong was completely confused. Although he could transform into the Bull Demon King, he knew nothing of their marital affair. Gazing at the beautiful face of the Rakshasa woman, he was captivated by her beauty. He grabbed her, pulled her into his arms, and offered her a cup of wine, telling her to drink half. The Rakshasa woman, delighted by her husband's tenderness, parted her cherry lips and took a sip. The crimson rim of the cup thrilled Sun Wukong, who hastily downed the cup in one gulp, savoring the taste.

"Husband...it's so hot..." the Rakshasa woman murmured, her delicate nose snorting softly

. Wukong, understanding her meaning, removed her upper garment, revealing her soft breasts. Now quite intoxicated, Wukong cupped the Rakshasa woman's delicate face in his hands and whispered, "I love you to death!" He then gently moved his lips to kiss her small mouth. The Rakshasa woman's tongue darted out, passionately responding to Sun Wukong's, their tongues intertwining intensely, uttering soft moans.

Wukong, overcome with lust, erected his manhood, which reached down to Princess Iron Fan's crotch. Sensing her husband's arousal, Princess Iron Fan reached out and grasped it, only to be startled. The object was like a fiery rod, searing her palm with heat. It was about a foot long and a full circumference thick, its head the size of a fist. Princess Iron Fan exclaimed in surprise, "My darling, it's been years since we last met! When did your thing become so large?" Wukong was born of the essence of heaven and earth, a stone monkey; how could his manhood not be magnificent? Seeing the Rakshasa woman's suspicion, he quickly covered it up, saying, "I was fortunate enough to receive a divine formula from a fellow Daoist, which has greatly enhanced my virility, allowing me to handle a hundred women a day without ejaculating." The Rakshasa woman, aroused, clung tightly to Wukong. Wukong reached out and lifted her lower garment, touching her vulva, which was already overflowing with lustful fluid, his hands slick with moisture. Wukong was now beyond restraint; he swept her into his arms and led her to the fragrant bed, removing her trousers. He saw that the Rakshasa woman's body was snow-white, her breasts high and firm, exquisitely beautiful. Between her white thighs, a tuft of pubic hair glistened with glistening fluid, extremely lovely. Wukong parted her thighs, stood between her legs, and aimed his virility at her flower core, thrusting in with a "whoosh."

"It hurts, husband, go slower," the Rakshasa woman cried, her delicate brows furrowed, weak and unable to withstand the thrusting. She wrapped her arms around Wukong's waist, begging him to stop. Because the flower path had been deprived of wind and rain for a long time, and because Wukong's penis was so large, he couldn't adapt immediately.

When Wukong first touched the Rakshasa woman, he felt her flower path pressed tightly against his, incredibly pleasurable and comfortable. His desire was at its peak, and he replied, "I know, my darling, I will definitely make you happy." Ignoring her pain, he quickly released her hands and thrust his hips wildly.

Seeing her husband's madness, the Rakshasa woman, though in pain, could only grit her teeth and endure it. Before she knew it, there were eight or nine hundred thrusts. The Rakshasa woman's suffering was over, her eyes slightly closed, her cherry lips parted and she uttered incoherent "ah ah." Wukong knew she was aroused and thrust even harder, it was like "the golden headband falling into the lotus cave—turning the sea upside down." The Rakshasa woman, like parched land receiving sweet rain, swayed her willow waist frequently, her jade buttocks rising and falling, constantly welcoming Wukong's thrusts.

Sun Wukong thrust harder and harder, pumping over three thousand times in one go, each time penetrating to the very root, causing Princess Iron Fan to scream in agony. For a moment, moans and soft groans filled the Banana Cave of Mount Cuiyun, a scene of intense passion. One was a Great Immortal, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven; the other a renowned Earth Immortal who had attained enlightenment a thousand years earlier—what a battle!

Sun Wukong pressed his body tightly against her, thrusting and pounding within her, displaying the prowess of a master of the staff. Since accompanying Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West, he had never experienced such pleasure. The beauty was like jade, the spring scenery exquisite; the taste was for Wukong to savor slowly, while we, the onlookers, could only watch and masturbate. Princess Iron Fan

, having remained celibate for years, was utterly chaste. When her husband returned, she wept sweetly, yielding to his desires, unaware that she had lost her virginity to the monkey. Amidst the clouds and rain of Wushan, flowers bloomed and faded, and sensuality raged within the bed. The Rakshasa woman's vulva surged with waves, climaxing countless times. She felt her husband's virile penis inside her, incredibly powerful, its thrusting and contraction utterly satisfying. She secretly felt grateful to the Daoist who had given her the elixir, for performing a good deed that would last a thousand years.

"My husband... my heart is broken... I cannot fight any longer... how about we make peace..." The Rakshasa woman's limbs went limp and numb, panting heavily, as if she had surrendered.

Having tasted this sweetness, Wukong was unwilling to stop. He made the Rakshasa woman turn over, lying prone on the bed, then, holding her jade-like legs with both hands, he thrust forcefully into her vulva, pumping and pounding. The Rakshasa woman cried out in pain, unable to resist climaxing several more times. Only then did Wukong release his sweet and pleasurable monkey essence into the Rakshasa woman's womb, and countless monkey offspring went their separate ways.

The clouds dispersed, the rain ceased, and the two lay together, chest to chest, flesh to flesh.

"My lord, you've made me feel so good," the Rakshasa woman said sweetly, her face as beautiful as a begonia after the rain, pressing her cheek against Wukong's chest.

Wukong, his desire already satisfied, remembered the purpose of their journey and asked her, "I don't know where you've hidden the fan, my lady. I'm quite worried." The Rakshasa woman scolded, "My king, it's been two years since we parted. You must have been indulging in pleasure day and night, your mind clouded by that Jade-Faced Princess. How could you forget even your own precious possession?" Wukong chuckled dryly, cupped her face, and kissed her, saying, "My lady, my memory is poor. Tell me, so I can keep it safe for you, lest that monkey steal it." Seeing her husband's words, the Rakshasa woman shyly pointed between her thighs with her slender finger, uttered a spell, and after a flash of light, an object the size of an apricot leaf flew from her lower body into her palm. Wukong suddenly realized that the Rakshasa woman had hidden the banana leaf fan in such a secret place.

Princess Iron Fan handed the precious fan to Sun Wukong, explaining, "Just twist the seventh red thread on the handle with your left thumb, and chant 'Tong Xu He Xi Xi Chui Hu,' and it will grow twelve feet long. This treasure is infinitely versatile! Even a blazing fire spanning eighty thousand miles can be extinguished with a single fan." Sun Wukong listened intently, memorizing the instructions, and then held the fan in his mouth. Although the fan was placed near Princess Iron Fan's private parts, it carried a sweet fragrance. Wukong's heart fluttered, and he began to savor Princess Iron Fan's kindness. However, remembering his important mission, he couldn't linger. He wiped his face, revealing his true form, and shouted angrily, "Rakshasa! Look at me, your own husband! You've dragged me into all these shameful things! Shameless! Shameless!" Upon seeing Sun Wukong, Rakshasa's jade-like face flushed crimson with shame. She cried out, "I'm so angry! I'm so angry!" Seeing herself naked, her bed a mess, her life's purity ruined by the monkey's hands, she felt ashamed before her husband and wanted to die!

Sun Wukong ignored her fate and left the Banana Cave. Truly: "Without lust, he sought beauty, tricked Rakshasa, and returned with a triumphant smile." Meanwhile, on the towering Moon-Gazing Mountain where

Pigsy and Chang'e were

, a mournful murmur drifted back: "Since ancient times, love has only left behind regret, this regret is endless." The voice was sorrowful and filled with emotion, making one wonder: why would someone go to such lengths to reach the summit in the dead of night for such an elegant affair? Gazing intently, a figure stood atop a large blue stone, robes fluttering in the wind, gazing up at the moon. Judging from his back, his robust physique and extraordinary air suggested he was a handsome and refined man.

"E'er, are you alright?" the figure sighed softly, slowly turning around.

Oh! Could it be? Incredulous and speechless, he—he—he was a monster with a fat head, large ears, and a long snout! The stark contrast between his back and front startled the curious apes watching nearby, who screamed and darted into the jungle, fearing they would become the monster's meal.

The monster gave a bitter smile, his face showing helplessness. He murmured, "To think that I, the mighty Marshal Tianpeng, have fallen to such a state. I was once a handsome man, and I once had a confidante... Ah... E'er...

E'er..." He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky. It seemed so close, yet so far away. So close that he could almost see her beautiful face, yet so far that he felt the past was irretrievable. A pang of heartache surged through him again. He didn't blame her; he truly didn't blame her. He closed his eyes, sinking back into those lingering memories.

"Tianpeng." A sweet voice reached his ears. He turned around with a flourish, meeting a passionate gaze. It was the Water Fairy of the Water Palace. She came running towards him, her long, flowing hair dancing behind her, her slender, arched eyebrows and her clear, bright eyes sparkling with infatuation.

"Sister Shuibo." Tianfeng glanced around; seeing no one, he opened his arms. Shuibo Fairy, her face beaming with joy, her fragrance wafting through the air, nestled into his embrace. Tianfeng held her tightly, feeling the mature, full body of Shuibo Fairy. Her firm, full breasts pressed against his chest; he could feel their immense size and softness, and the erect nipples spoke volumes about their perfection.

"Shuibo..." Tianfeng's heart swelled, involuntarily recalling the night he had deflowered the owner of those breasts, their lovemaking intense. Shuibo, offering her first blood beneath him, yielding and submitting, her alluring appearance lingering in his memory.

He held her fragrant back with one hand, the other pressing against her round, pert buttocks. With a slight pressure, he could feel the remarkable elasticity of her round, full buttocks—soft, so pleasant to the touch, and this was what he admired most. Water Fairy and Tianpeng's lower abdomens were pressed together by a hard object; it was undoubtedly her lover's wicked thing.

She gazed at her lover's handsome, resolute face, and the slight resentment in her heart vanished. Last night she had given him her virginity, and this morning she had no regrets. The usually aloof Water Fairy murmured, her body growing hot. Her hands rested weakly on Tianpeng's shoulders, a subtle warmth rising in her secret place. Since becoming a young woman, she had become easily aroused, but only when her lover touched her.

"I give you everything, please don't betray me!" Shuibo whispered to Tianpeng.

Tianpeng quickly showered her with sweet words, saying things like, "I love no one but you, no matter how beautiful other fairies are, they can't compare to you. I wouldn't even glance at them." Hearing Tianpeng's loving words, Shuibo nestled happily in her lover's arms, overjoyed.

As Tianpeng spoke, he gently pulled off Shuibo's bra, playing with her snow-white, full breasts. His hands felt soft, warm, and smooth against her skin—it was incredibly pleasurable. Shuibo, the fairy, half-closed her starry eyes, letting her lover do as he pleased, her delicate nose emitting alluring moans. Tianpeng, his lust rising, deftly and skillfully removed Shuibo's underpants. His hands moved from Shuibo's delicate ankles to her beautiful calves, then up to her long, plump thighs. He saw a patch of green grass concealing her secret paradise. Tianpeng gently touched it with his fingers, and Shuibo couldn't help but moan softly.

"Shuibo, is it alright?" Shuibo's tightly closed starry eyes slowly opened a crack. Seeing her lover's lustful gaze, she bit her cherry lips, managing to utter only a single word, "Mmm," before quickly turning her head away in embarrassment. She didn't want her lover to think she was a wanton harlot.

Tianpeng, unable to contain his lust, removed his armor, revealing his well-built body and his already erect penis. He bent down, parted her long, white legs, grasped his penis, aimed it at her slightly parted vulva, and slowly lowered himself.

"Oh...it hurts...be gentle..." Although her lover had already penetrated her once, Shuibo still couldn't help but wince in pain, the hot, burning thing inside her seemed even thicker than last night.

"Dear sister, it'll be over soon..." Tianpeng lowered his head, burying his face in her snow-white breasts, taking her trembling, tender nipples into his mouth and sucking hard.

"Oh..." Shuibo Fairy felt her lover's tongue swirling around her nipples, so itchy, so itchy, she couldn't help but pant, she couldn't help but respond. Her legs wrapped around her lover's waist, her jade buttocks swaying, at this moment she didn't care about her status as a fairy, she only wanted to become one with her lover, never to be separated again.

"Good sister...dear sister..." Tianpeng was like a tiger released from its cage, his thick jade pestle moving quickly in and out of Shuibo's jade body, occasionally bringing out crystal-clear jade fluid. On the banks of the Milky Way, the sounds of a pair of fairy lovers making love echoed.

It was truly a scene of breathless pleasure: Jade-like skin pressed against hers, breaths panting

softly in her ear. Fragrant lips pressed close,

saliva gently flowing between them. She scratched her head, her temples loose, her waist swaying

gracefully, radiating spring's allure. After his passionate encounter with the Water Fairy, Tianpeng, under the pretext of inspecting the Milky Way, left the amorous Water Fairy. He wanted to wander alone. In his heart, he only loved the Water Fairy; in truth, his heart already belonged to someone else. Ever since he saw her beauty at the Peach Banquet, he had been unable to control himself, unable to extricate himself.

Unconsciously, Tianpeng arrived at the Moon Palace. He wanted to turn back, but his feet involuntarily led him further in. The sound of splashing water came from the hot spring pool of the Guanghan Palace. Who was it? Was it a bird or a fish, or...? Thinking this, Tianpeng acted impulsively, recklessly crept closer. The sound became clearer. Tianpeng hid behind a screen and peeked out.

Shock, absolute shock! His heart clenched, pounding wildly. Amidst a swirling cloud of fragrant mist, the pool water rippled.

A naked woman stood with her back to him, washing her waist-length hair. The water reached her hips, and glistening droplets rolled down her smooth, soft shoulders and back. She lowered her head, immersing her hair in the water, her hands moving alternately up and down to smooth her wet locks. From the crook of her arms, one could vaguely see her firm breasts swaying with her movements. As she did so, the woman hummed a little tune, but unfortunately, her back was to him, and he couldn't see her face. The petals in the pool, carried by the rising steam, released a refreshing fragrance, which, along with the woman's melodious singing, created a breathtakingly beautiful scene. "

It's her! It's her! Who else could be so captivating!" Tianpeng thought to himself, his blood boiling. He stared intently, praying that she would turn around, even for a fleeting moment. Just as Tianpeng had wished, the woman tossed her long hair, turned her head, and revealed an absolutely stunning face. Her delicate, fair face was oval-shaped, with willow-leaf eyebrows, a delicate nose, and cherry lips. Her eyes, with long eyelashes, were tightly closed, and behind her flowed her jet-black hair, glistening with water droplets, as beautiful and captivating as the starry sky of a summer night.

It was her! It was her! My goddess! Tianpeng was moved to tears, having met her countless times in his dreams, his longing endless. He never imagined that he would witness her bathing today. Was it heaven's pity on his sincere feelings, granting him this opportunity? He couldn't let it go, he absolutely couldn't let it go. He had to confess his love to her, he had to…

Once he made up his mind, lust controlled Tianpeng's body, and he moved closer to her without hesitation. One step, two steps, three steps—the closer he got, the more his heart pounded.

"Who?!" Finally, she heard his voice. Their eyes met, face to face, followed by a scream.

"It's you!... Marshal Tianpeng, how... how did you get in? You... get out!" The woman, though terrified, didn't forget to cover her chest with her hands, her face a mixture of anger and shame. However, her alluring body, soft and translucent arms, and indescribable mature woman's charm, were incredibly tempting to the lustful Tianpeng.

"Fairy Chang'e, ever since we met at the Peach Banquet, I've longed for you day and night, unable to control myself. Today, grant my wish!" With that, he transformed, sheathing his armor, and Tianpeng instantly became naked, leaping into the water with a "plop," approaching Chang'e.

III. Chang'e's Loss of Virginity "You... don't come any closer... I'm going to call for help... help!" Chang'e cried out.

"It's no use, Chang'e. I've already cast a spell here; no sound can escape, and no one can leave. Today, let's settle this debt of longing!"

"I am a married woman, my husband is Hou Yi, I am the Moon Goddess, you…you dare!" Chang'e cried out in panic, looking at the approaching man.

"For you, even if I fall to the mortal realm, I will never regret it!" Tianpeng firmly declared his resolve. Ignoring Chang'e's pleas and resistance, he opened his arms and embraced her tightly, then walked towards the poolside.

"Let me go, you devil…!" Chang'e, disregarding her naked body, struggled and resisted relentlessly. She scratched, kicked, and bit, but her resistance was insignificant to Tianpeng, who commanded a hundred thousand naval troops.

Soon, she was panting heavily, her body limp, no longer struggling. She simply closed her eyes, two streams of tears welling up and flowing down her fair, jade-like cheeks. Tianpeng's heart ached at the sight. He wanted to release her and leave, but how could he give up when his long-cherished wish was about to be fulfilled?

"E'er, listen to me, I truly love you..."

"Pah...shameless!..." She turned her face away.

"You will understand me, E'er!" Tianpeng began to caress the beauty in his arms. Her high, firm breasts, flat, white belly, and smooth, rounded buttocks were incredibly alluring. Her fair, long, and delicate legs fully displayed her captivating charm; her slender feet would make any man swoon. And then there was the secluded valley shrouded in dark woods, still as beautiful and alluring as a virgin. She possessed a goddess-like nobility and sanctity, yet also the grace and seductive charm of a mature woman—she was an absolute beauty!

Chang'e endured the rapist's caresses; his fingers moved tenderly from her face down to her breasts, and then... (So many years... such a familiar feeling...)

Vague thoughts surfaced in Chang'e's memories: shooting down the suns with Hou Yi, the night her husband obtained the Queen Mother's elixir of immortality, their passionate indulgence, her greedily consuming the entire elixir and soaring through the air, her husband running on the ground with that pained look in his eyes... the loneliness of living deep within the palace...

"Oh...ah...afterwards..." Chang'e cried out ecstatically, her long legs bending and straightening. Under Tianpeng's skillful teasing, she chose to escape and numb herself. Faced with his long-cherished wish, faced with the woman he had longed for, faced with the soul-stirring, soul-consuming intercourse he craved, Tianpeng unhesitatingly parted Chang'e's legs, sinking into that moving pleasure.

"Ah...no...oh..." Chang'e wept bitterly, her chastity lost for thousands of years. Her flower path spasmed and contracted in waves. Having not been nourished by rain for so long, her current pain was no less than that of a virgin's first time.

"Oh...Chang'e...so tight..." Tianpeng looked at Chang'e's expression, overjoyed to be her first man in thousands of years. He enjoyed the continuous, imperceptible pleasure of her flower path tightening through his jade stem, thrusting passionately again and again, completely possessing and conquering Chang'e's body. In a frenzy, like a storm, like bees ravaging a flower, no mercy was spared; the ruggedness of men and the fragility of women were laid bare.

"No...oh...no...ah..." Chang'e's moans and resistance only intoxicated Tianpeng, who vowed to be her eternal subject.

"Ah..." Chang'e's legs tightened and relaxed, reaching climax in the midst of her rape.

"Oh..." Tianpeng, his desire fulfilled, ejaculated profusely, so pleasurable, so utterly satisfied!

As the poem says: In the height of passion, one forgets the dream of King Xiang; in the depths of pleasure, one surpasses even the goddess of the Yangtai Terrace.

As the clouds dispersed and the rain ceased, Chang'e, regaining her senses, looked at the filthy stains on her lower body and burst into tears. She glared at Tianpeng with hatred and cried, "You have defiled me! I will make you pay!" That very day, Chang'e went straight to the Lingxiao Palace and tearfully recounted to the Jade Emperor the harassment and rape committed by Marshal Tianpeng. The Jade Emperor was furious and handed Tianpeng over to the Heavenly Court for trial. The verdict was as follows: Marshal Tianpeng, commanding 100,000 naval troops, instead of repaying the Heavenly Court's favor, was consumed by lust and entered the Guanghan Palace, defying Chang'e's repeated resistance and defiling her. Tianpeng's crimes are unforgivable and must be severely punished. Therefore, this court declares Marshal Tianpeng guilty of rape, stripped of his divine office, banished to the mortal realm, and cast into the animal realm for eternal reincarnation.

That same day, the Water Fairy, upon hearing the news, visited Tianpeng in the Heavenly Prison, slapped him hard across the face, and then left, weeping bitterly.

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