[Wuxia] A Collection of Adult Versions of the Four Great Classical Novels (Complete) - 31

Wu Song's New Story (8)

Jinlian was as soft as tofu, while Wu Song was as hard as steel. At this moment, Wu Song's thick, black penis swelled to its maximum size, probably too big for Jinlian to grasp with her four small hands. Jinlian was, after all, a girl who had just been deflowered by Wu Song that afternoon. The first time she was violated by this lecherous Wu Song, she was brought to the extreme of pleasure. She had ejaculated four or five times, and was half-dead. She even cried because her body was too delicate to move. It was truly pitiful to see.

Wu Song, a passionate man, seeing Jinlian's sobs, immediately picked her up and turned her around, letting her fragrant body sit against his lap. He held her tightly, gently stroking her sobbing body, and coaxed her, saying, "Oh, my little darling, I'll cherish you, my little darling!" Jinlian, unusually, found a moment of peace in Wu Song's arms; usually, when she was held in his arms, it meant he would fondle and grope her. Her body calmed down slightly, and she stopped sobbing. Jinlian languidly raised her beautiful eyes and gazed deeply at Wu Song's handsome face, gratefully closing her captivating gaze. Her entire body trembled, completely naked, and her soft, full breasts, dripping with milk, rose and fell with her heavy breathing.

Wu Song quickly supported her with his hands, afraid of damaging Jinlian's two large treasures; at the same time, he felt Jinlian's wet vulva opening its lips tightly, sucking and throbbing against his penis. Wu Song was delighted, his penis growing longer, thicker, and larger. Knowing his sister-in-law's current feelings, he quickly thrust his entire penis into her wet vulva.

Jinlian's vulva was filled to the brim by Wu Song's large member, like a hungry abalone devouring a large sausage. The penis completely pushed into Jinlian's vulva, which had been slightly turned outwards, leaving no gap. Jinlian shuddered again at her uncle's thrust, and her vulva uncontrollably sucked the entire penis in rhythmically and happily. Jinlian lay languidly in her uncle's arms with her eyes closed and her cheeks flushed with shyness. She felt the protection of the strong man and fell asleep peacefully in Wu Song's strong and broad embrace.

Looking at the sleeping, alluring Jinlian in his arms, Wu Song thought: Jinlian is indeed a shy girl. She has given me every precious part of her body, asking me to cherish her. I must love and protect her, bring her joy every day, and never allow anyone to bully her or let her suffer the slightest grievance. Jinlian's captivating sleeping posture and the trembling of her breasts rising and falling with her breath left Wu Song mesmerized. His hands, which were supporting her breasts, unconsciously began to gently caress them again.

Jinlian slept for nearly an hour, and Wu Song gazed at her intently for almost the entire hour. After a while, Jinlian woke up and opened her bright eyes. She was surprised to find her uncle staring at her in a daze. This time, her uncle hadn't taken advantage of her while she was asleep. Feeling sweet inside, she thought: Although my uncle is incredibly lewd towards us girls, he still cherishes our bodies.

Thinking of this, her pretty face flushed red, and she threw herself into Wu Song's arms again, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her two large, swaying breasts pressed against his chest, and she said coquettishly, "Bad uncle! You're so mean! You only bully me. You don't love me at all!" Wu Song quickly replied, "Oh, my little darling, it's my fault! It's my fault! I accept the punishment! I accept the punishment! I'm willing to do anything for my sister-in-law." Jinlian smiled sweetly, thinking: Uncle is so good to me. He not only knows how to love me, but he also always indulges and protects me, regardless of whether he's right or wrong. Especially the pleasure that Uncle's thing brings to my body is so captivating. And I'm lying naked in Uncle's arms, yet he refrains from violating my body. It's truly remarkable. Only someone who loves me deeply could do that.

Thinking of this, Jinlian couldn't help but steal a glance at Wu Song's unusually long and thick penis, and said sweetly, "Fine! I'll punish you by making steamed buns for me. Otherwise, Dalang won't have any steamed buns to sell tomorrow. Also, you're not allowed to do anything to me with that thing." After saying that, with a "smack," Jinlian slapped Wu Song's imposing and erect penis, and chuckled.

Seeing that Jinlian had recovered and hearing her words, as if he had received a decree from her, Wu Song couldn't help but feel happy again. He immediately said, "Oh! My good darling, please have pity on me and give me some of your good food; I'll starve if I see you not getting any. Can't you give me a little reward for serving you?" Jinlian said smugly, "Hmph! If you want to eat, you'll have to see how you behave. Help me make some steamed buns quickly, and then we'll talk!" Wusong still pestered his sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law, just let me have a little bit, otherwise I won't have the energy to make steamed buns, and I won't be able to make them well." As he spoke, his hands began to grope Jinlian's body again.

Jinlian had no choice but to reluctantly agree, "Uncle is so mean! You can only have a little bit, then stop." Wusong replied, "I know, sister-in-law, I need to save some for making steamed buns."

"Pah!" Jinlian slapped Wusong hard, "You're so mean! I'm ignoring you!" Wusong then began to grope Jinlian's body again, one hand kneading her breasts, and the other hand reaching into the vulva between Jinlian's hot, wet thighs. Jinlian was helpless against Wu Song's advances. Her voluptuous body was held in his arms and played with at will, her soft moans a token resistance.

Wu Song, one hand holding Jinlian's breasts, the other scooping up her thighs, gently lifted her and placed her on the kneading board for steamed buns. Her fragrant, milky-white body lay naked on the half-kneaded dough, Jinlian, like the dough beneath her, awaiting Wu Song's touch.

Wu Song bent down, his hands gripping Jinlian's soft, large breasts, his mouth sucking on her lips, his tongue intertwining with hers, sucking until she was nearly suffocating and struggling before finally releasing him. He leered at Jinlian and said, "Oh! What a captivating little vixen. I can't resist anymore. I'm going to lick and knead every inch of your beautiful flesh, not missing a single spot, I'll lick and knead you to death, you little vixen!" Jinlian coquettishly laughed, "Kill me, and see how you make your steamed buns!" Wu Song was frantically licking Jinlian's beautiful flesh, not missing a single spot, especially his hands kneading and squeezing Jinlian's milky breasts, his greedy mouth desperately sucking the white milk. Jinlian's high breasts heaved violently as she moaned, "Oh! Ah... ah, Uncle is so greedy, such a big man, sucking our girl's milk. Ah, ah, oh! Shameless. Ah! Oh... oh!" Jinlian couldn't help but grab Wu Song's head tightly with her small hands.

Hearing this, Wu Song leered at his sister-in-law and said, "Sister-in-law, you are truly the best of the best among girls! Not only are you beautiful, but you also have large breasts, and you have milk to drink even without having given birth! That's amazing! Your milk is so thick, fragrant, and plentiful, just as nutritious as the fresh water from your lower body. I really love eating it. Sister-in-law, if you don't have enough spices for me in the future, you can feed me with your milk." As he spoke, he took turns pecking at Jinlian's soft, sweet, pink nipples, which were oozing milk.

Jinlian blushed deeply and said, "No! I won't give it to you, you greedy cat! Ah! Ah! Oh! I'll let you starve, you wicked man who only knows how to play with our girls' bodies! Oh! Oh!" Before she finished speaking, Jinlian's breasts and body were immediately subjected to a fierce attack from Wu Song's mouth and tongue, and she trembled violently.

After Wu Song had his fill of Jinlian's fragrant breasts, he began licking downwards, taking Jinlian's wet, plump vulva into his mouth in one gulp. "Ouch!..." Jinlian let out a violent groan, her delicate body stiffening, her long, pink thighs clamping tightly around Wu Song's head.

Wu Song buried his head between Jinlian's thighs, desperately sucking on Jinlian's vulva with a "squeak! squeak!" His lewd mouth greedily never left Jinlian's vulva, his long tongue churning and licking inside, sometimes the wet little flesh, sometimes the hard little walnut, sometimes the little flesh hole oozing sweet water.

Jinlian was licked by her uncle, and her whole body trembled violently as Wu Song's tongue moved, as if being electrocuted. Her pink thighs crossed and clamped Wu Song's head even tighter, as if she wanted to stuff Wu Song's head into her vulva, constantly moaning "Ah! Ah... Oh! Oh!".

Leopard Head Lin Chong (1)

In the tenth year of Emperor Huizong's reign in the Northern Song Dynasty, although the powerful Liao Dynasty to the north was eyeing the Central Plains covetously, and the Western Xia and Tubo to the west were also eyeing the Central Plains, Kaifeng, the capital city, remained a scene of peace and prosperity.

It was midsummer, and Wutong Street was brightly decorated and bustling with activity. Lin Ning, the twelfth-generation descendant of the renowned Lin family's Plum Blossom Spear master, was marrying off his son.

His father-in-law, Zhang Tianshan, was also a formidable figure in Kaifeng, having served as the archery instructor of the Song Dynasty's Imperial Guard. With his strong waist and long arms, he was known as "Little Yang Youji" for his exceptional archery skills. However, as he aged, his eyesight deteriorated, and his physical strength declined, he gradually fell out of favor with the court. His wife had died early, leaving him only a daughter named Zhang Xia. Fortunately, she was intelligent and quick-witted from a young age, understanding and kind, and also possessed a slender figure and graceful bearing—a natural beauty.

Lin Ning and Zhang Tianshan were both serving the Song Dynasty emperor and had known each other for some time. One day, while drinking at a teahouse, Lin Ning expressed his concern that his son, Lin Chong, spent his days loitering in the alleys and brothels, neglecting his duties and indulging in fighting and

violence. He expressed a desire to find him a wife. Zhang Tianshan, in dire straits and struggling to make ends meet, coupled with his predicament, uttered polite words like, "My daughter is plain and unattractive, I fear she may disgrace our family." The two found themselves getting along well and, emboldened by the wine, arranged the marriage.

Zhang Xia sat quietly in the bridal chamber, dressed as alluring as a spring mountain. Her husband, Lin Chong, had not yet entered, presumably greeting guests outside.

She quietly lifted her veil and saw that the room was simply furnished, bright and clean, with several large "double happiness" characters pasted on the windows, exuding a festive atmosphere.

She closed her eyes, lost in reverie, the thought of spending the rest of her life with another stranger filling her with tenderness. Her thoughts drifted with the flickering candlelight on the table…

That year, Zhang Xia was fourteen, her beauty just beginning to blossom, bright eyes and white teeth, captivatingly beautiful.

She remembered it was on a summer day like this, the bright sunlight streaming through the gaps in the grape trellis into the quiet courtyard. Zhang Xia lay asleep on a mahogany couch, wearing a jade brocade robe that accentuated her snow-white skin, her pert breasts faintly visible, her cheeks flushed like a drunken concubine.

She wore a light red gauze skirt, her bound feet draped diagonally over the armrests of the couch, delicate and charming.

Zhang Tianshan, returning from the training ground, drenched in sweat, suddenly saw his daughter's painting of sleeping begonias, and his long-dormant heart was instantly stirred. Because he was busy with official business all day, he often asked Aunt Liu from next door to help with household affairs, and his daughter's daily life was taken care of by the maid Jin'er. He never expected that his daughter would grow up so much.

He stood there for a long time, his lust rising, his penis erect and hard as a rock. He felt parched, his lower abdomen throbbing, and he frequently felt the urge to urinate.

Although he often frequented brothels, how could a firefly compete with the sun and moon? No matter how beautiful a prostitute was, she was as delicate as a lotus emerging from the water.

He slowly knelt down, gently removed the light red gauze skirt, and lifted the undergarment. He saw a round, white mons pubis covered with soft pubic hair, and a plump, full vulva, as smooth and glossy as the dough sold by Aunt Wang in the next street. Perhaps because of the hot weather, her skin was damp, the color of human milk, and exuded a faint fragrance. Her vulva opened and closed like a peach blossom, as if a baby's mouth was crying for milk.

Zhang Tianshan finally couldn't restrain himself any longer. Trembling, he placed his calloused hands on her high, protruding mons pubis, caressing it. The touch was warm, delicate, and smooth as satin.

Just then, Zhang Xia woke up with a soft moan. In her sleep, she felt a gust of wind and sand brush against her delicate skin, but when she opened her eyes, she saw her father admiring her most private parts. She was stunned with fright.

Having been instilled with the "Three Obediences and Four Virtues" since childhood, her reverence for her father was deeply ingrained. Her face flushed with shame, and she timidly asked, "Father, what are you doing?" At that moment, the shadows of flowers shifted, and a nightingale sang sweetly on the grape trellis. The fragrance of a virgin mingled with the scent of flowers wafting from the corner of the wall, stimulating Zhang Tianshan's nerve endings. His desire was already burning in his heart. He couldn't hear his daughter's timid voice; his eyes were filled only with her fair and rosy face.

"Good daughter, don't cry. Do as your father says, and I'll give you anything." He took off her top, his rough hands already pinching her erect nipples, kneading them carefully. He felt the warm, moist sensation, and his heart fluttered. Zhang Xia felt her cheeks burning, as if on fire, her whole body hot. A few moans escaped her lips, her lips slightly upturned, making her even more endearing.

"I want the kind of silk satin that Xiao Mei from next door has, and it has to be from Yuhang." She had seen Xiao Mei wearing a beautiful silk dress that day, and although she didn't say it aloud, she was very jealous and longed to have something like that.

Zhang Tianshan saw his daughter's skin as smooth as jade, her lips as red as cinnabar, and her breasts erect, swaying in the wind. He was completely captivated and lost all sense of reason.

"Good, good daughter... Father will also buy you palace flowers from Lin'an, jade bracelets from Jinling... Good Xia'er, you smell so good!" At this moment, he would even pluck the stars from the sky and give them to her. He released his hands, untied the ribbon around his waist, and took off his long robe and undergarments, revealing his fairly strong chest, covered in a dense thicket of black hair that was quite frightening. Zhang Xia's heart pounded, her blood rushed to her head, and she quickly closed her eyes, but then she squinted slightly and saw that her father's manhood was already erect, making his underwear look like a tent.

Zhang Tianshan hugged his daughter tightly, feeling an irresistible itch, and pressed his stubble-covered mouth to hers, the sounds of their lips smacking incessant. Zhang Xia secretly exhaled, her sweet saliva filling the air.

Zhang Tianshan felt as if he were in a cloud of mist; even gods couldn't compare! He held his daughter's slender waist with one hand and caressed her smooth breasts with the other, feeling their soft, yielding texture. He could feel that his daughter was gradually becoming aroused.

Under the seduction of this seasoned lover, Zhang Xia was overcome with lust, her body burning like fire. She moaned softly, like the warbling of a nightingale, her hands already wrapped around her father's strong waist.

Zhang Tianshan's mouth moved to his daughter's breasts, sucking on her two purplish-red nipples, as if he wanted to devour them whole. His tongue lightly touched her nipples, and that

single touch sent a tingling sensation through Zhang Xia, causing her to convulse. Zhang Tianshan's withered hands reached into his daughter's lower body, the soft pubic hair covering her mound. The touch made Zhang Xia involuntarily clamp her legs together, her face burning, her breathing growing heavier, her voluptuous body writhing like a snake, revealing the turmoil within her. Her hands also reached out to caress her father's erect penis, feeling as light as a bird, wanting to fly away.

Zhang Tianshan parted her long, slender legs, revealing lush pubic hair between her thighs. Her vulva was glistening and moist, a sight to behold, and a clear stream, the color of human milk and its fragrance intoxicating, seeped from her enchanting orifice.

It was midday, and cicadas chirped wildly in the trees. Zhang Xia lay on her back, legs wide open, her face flushed, her eyes alluring, moaning softly, her delicate hands constantly kneading her breasts.

Seeing his daughter's wanton state and hearing her moans, Zhang Tianshan's penis was already aroused. He guided it with one hand and thrust forward. Just as the head of his penis touched halfway, Zhang Xia cried out in pain, "Ah!! Father…it hurts so much…I don't want it anymore…" Suddenly, something hard was inserted into her vulva, causing a sharp, tingling pain. She quickly reached out and pressed down on the burning hot penis, "Father, it's going to tear! I'm going to die…" But Zhang Tianshan was in the throes of passion… At this crucial moment, there was no reason to stop. He thrust forward, his glans penetrating deep into her vagina, reaching her very core. Zhang Xia cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. The pain inside her vagina was excruciating, as if being stabbed with a knife. Her muscles stiffened, her teeth clenched tightly around her lips, and she held her breath. "Father... poor daughter, so frail... please don't use any more force..." Zhang Tianshan felt a pang of guilt upon hearing this and quickly slowed his pace, gently thrusting in and out, tenderly and slowly. Gradually, he felt an intense smoothness inside, indicating that he had reached a climax.

He swayed his hips with great enthusiasm, bending down to examine the point where their genitals met. He saw that her vagina was full and plump, her labia opening and closing, as vibrant as a peach blossom. A few drops of virgin blood stained her pubic hair, bright and striking, contrasting beautifully with the white vulva, making it appear even more bizarre.

The virgin's incredibly tight vaginal walls gripped his penis with pleasurable sensations. The pleasure traveled from his lower abdomen to the crown of his head, then back to his penis. He closed his eyes, thrusting harder and faster.

Zhang Xia initially felt pain, but by the middle, it had turned into a tingling numbness. She gradually lost control of her restraint, unleashing a hundredfold of allure. Her pink buttocks rose and fell gently, experiencing the sensations of his penis touching, sucking, pressing, and pecking inside her vagina, like a snake flicking its tongue, leaving her disheveled and her phoenix eyes glancing sideways—truly a sight of extraordinary lust and sensuality. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be pleasurable? 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 two thrust in and out hundreds of times. Zhang Tianshan's aging body gradually weakened, his legs feeling weak and powerless. He softly cried out, "Daughter, I'm coming..." His penis contracted, and a thick stream of semen gushed out, like a turbulent torrent, splashing deep into her flower core, creating waves. Then, he tightly embraced Zhang Xia's full and beautiful body and fell onto the mahogany couch.

Zhang Xia also felt extremely comfortable with the flow of that heat. The pleasure dissipated, and the two embraced each other, their bodies intertwined, drenched in sweat.

From then on, the father and daughter's love affairs were endless, and they enjoyed it immensely. However, joy turned to sorrow. Zhang Tianshan was old and frail, how could he withstand this young woman in the prime of her life? After a few years, he was riddled with illnesses.

Only then did she begin to think of marrying her daughter off, otherwise this wretched body might meet the King of Hell prematurely.

Zhang Xia saw the moonlight shifting outside the window, yet her husband, Lin Chong, had not yet entered the bridal chamber. She sighed deeply, leaning against the satin quilt, her beautiful eyes half-closed, one small hand supporting her cheek, exuding a charming and graceful air, her voluptuous body radiating boundless spring.

Just then, the already drunken Lin Chong burst through the door. He saw four pairs of large red candles burning brightly, and the newlyweds lying asleep on the bed. Her willow-leaf eyebrows slanted upwards, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed beneath long eyelashes, her cherry lips slightly parted, her neck fair and smooth—truly a beauty.

Even Lin Chong, who had never been fond of women, could not help but be moved.

Lin Chong was known for his forthright and chivalrous nature. Although he was already thirty, he remained unmarried, precisely because of his innate aversion to women. He, however, was insatiably drawn to homosexuality, like a cat seeking eroticism. Now, bound by his father's command, he reluctantly agreed to marry, and even then, it was late at night before they entered the bridal chamber.

Upon seeing Zhang Xia's unparalleled beauty, his lust was instantly aroused. His heart pounded, his breath quickened, and he reached out to gently stroke her exquisitely smooth face. "Wife, wife..." Zhang Xia suddenly awoke, seeing before her a man in brocade robes, with a leopard's head, piercing eyes, a swallow's chin, and a tiger's beard. He was eight feet tall, exuding a majestic and heroic air, and she was immediately delighted.

In the past, women didn't know their husbands' appearance until they entered the house. Upon seeing Lin Chong's handsome face, she was instantly captivated, blushing and lowering her head. Her small face flushed red, and her large, bright eyes shimmered with desire. "My husband has arrived..." A thousand words were uttered in that instant. Lin Chong, with a swift movement, removed her bridal gown, revealing her radiant body. Her breasts were firm and round, her abdomen flat, and a lush patch of pubic hair grew between her thighs. Her lips parted slightly, revealing her deep and sincere affection.

He gazed greedily at this plump and beautiful woman, his hands trembling as he removed his long robe, revealing his strong muscles, which bulged with each breath, displaying his imposing and powerful physique.

"I wonder how that thing is?" Zhang Xia closed her eyes shyly. She couldn't be too ostentatious on their wedding night, lest she give herself away—this was something her father had repeatedly warned her about before she left. She only felt the stiff stubble of a beard poking her tender pink flesh, and a long, wet tongue meandering between her breasts. As it sucked, she could only suppress her surging passion, her whole body drenched in fragrant sweat, panting heavily.

"This humble concubine is weak, please take care, my husband..." Her slender hand touched something thick, long, and hot. Her small hand trembled. "This thing is so big, this humble concubine is so afraid..." Her soft cry revealed her delicate shyness, unable to withstand the cool breeze. Lin Chong smiled slightly. "My wife, don't be afraid, Lin Chong will be careful." He shook his gleaming spear a few times, the veins on his penis bulging. He picked up Zhang Xia and knelt on the bed. Zhang Xia's two slender arms wrapped around his neck, her legs naturally hooked around his waist. Lin Chong held her plump buttocks with both hands and slowly inserted his penis into that enchanting cave.

Zhang Xia cried out in pain, "It hurts, husband, be gentle..." Although she was no longer a virgin, Lin Chong's penis was far larger than her father's, instantly widening her vulva and thrusting wildly inside her, unstoppable. Soon, a few drops of blood appeared at the vaginal opening.

"Good wife, try your husband's Lin family spear technique." He then launched a fierce attack like a storm, his penis often disappearing completely to the root, his scrotum pressing against her clitoris. Zhang Xia was weak and trembling, experiencing ecstasy, as if every bone in her body had been broken.

Lin Chong thrust thousands of times before withdrawing his penis. Zhang Xia was panting heavily, her body drenched in sweat, having been brought to the brink of death by him. She collapsed on the bed, her pale body stimulating Lin Chong's still-stimulating nerves.

Between her thighs, beneath the lush green grass, a valley suddenly opened up, revealing a plump, smooth vulva with a prominent clitoris, like a rooster's comb slightly protruding, or a budding flower. Her labia were parted, and vaginal fluids splattered around her, indicating that after a struggle, Zhang Xia had already ejaculated.

He touched it; the fluids were thick and slippery, like silken threads, covering his hand.

He chuckled softly, turned her over, and spat out a mouthful of saliva, smearing it on her anus, circling it a few times around the clitoris. Zhang Xia felt an unbearable itch. "Husband, are you going to..." She was terrified. With Lin Chong's enormous penis, to penetrate that small opening would surely kill her. She cried out, "No, no..." But before she could finish, that enormous penis had already forcefully entered her anus. A searing pain shot through her rear, and she screamed, fainting.

In a daze, she felt as if an iron saw was sawing inside her rectum, scraping the inner walls with excruciating pain, which slowly turned into a tingling numbness. Then, saliva was produced, lubricating the insertion of his penis, and a wonderful feeling suddenly arose. Her eyes were no longer blank, but shining with excitement, even though the area beneath her was already a mess.

Lin Chong, having practiced martial arts for a long time, possessed great strength. He thrust nearly a thousand times and still had energy left, his thrusts exceptionally passionate.

Zhang Xia felt a needle-like pain in her anus, as if it were being torn apart. It was already a blur of blood, a gruesome sight.

Zhang Xia couldn't help but plead, "Husband, please don't torture this lowly concubine anymore, this lowly concubine is about to die..."

"Alright then, I'll insert it from the front again." He pulled his penis out and inserted it back into her vagina, his hands caressing her firm, plump buttocks, thrusting harder until her breasts swayed wildly, as if intoxicated, and a flood of fluid gushed from her vagina.

Lin Chong launched another fierce attack, finally sending all the semen he had been accumulating into the vagina, which made Zhang Xia tremble and feel like she was floating on air.

In an instant, the flowers in the brothel were withered and the moon was waning, the pink faded and the yellow was yellow, the blood red was flowing, and the swallows were murmuring. The next morning,

Lin

Chong and his wife went to the front hall to pay their respects to their father and serve him tea as usual. The two had been fighting all night. Lin Chong was strong and healthy, so he was fine, but Zhang Xia's delicate body suffered. She was still in pain in her lower body and had difficulty walking. When she frowned, she looked even more beautiful and charming. Even Lin Ning's old well, which was originally calm, was stirred a little.

"You two go down. Xia'er is not well. You should take better care of her." Lin Chong nodded repeatedly and took Zhang Xia back to the inner room. Inevitably, they had another round of lovemaking.

Although Lin Ning was old, he had practiced martial arts for many years and his tiger-like power was still there. When he saw his daughter-in-law's enchanting appearance, his penis became erect.

Just as he was pondering what to do, a young woman in a light green dress entered carrying tea; it was Jin'er, the maid who had accompanied him on his wedding day.

Now, let's talk about Jin'er, a young woman of sixteen, at the height of her youthful passion. She possessed a refined and elegant beauty, and being untouched by love, she exuded a captivating charm.

"Master, please have some tea," she said, her voice clear and melodious. But to Lin Ning, it was like a bolt from the blue. He swept Jin'er into his arms, his old hands, in a wild and unrestrained manner, already reaching into her crotch, caressing and pinching her vulva, his lust intensifying instantly. Jin'er, her lower body suddenly attacked, blushed and tried to push him away, "Master, please don't..." Lin Ning was already lost in his desires, unable to control himself. Ignoring the frail woman's weakness, he used his hands in a series of quick movements to remove Jin'er's waistband, revealing her snow-white buttocks, like delicate pink dumplings. Her vulva was a mix of red and white, her clitoris slightly protruding like a rooster's comb, her delicate opening tightly closed, revealing only a small slit—a truly alluring sight.

Although Jin'er had often seen the Zhang father and daughter engaging in such acts, she was young and ignorant then.

Now, as she grew older, she understood matters of the heart. Being so flirtatious with Master Lin, she couldn't help but be aroused, and she longed to know how that intoxicating pleasure could make her young lady feel like she was in heaven.

Lin Ning, his lust raging, exerted all his strength and pulled away, removing all his clothes. This "Overlord's Armor Removal" was an ancestral skill, which he used with unparalleled proficiency.

Jin'er timidly looked at the erect member, about seven inches long, fearing that her narrow vulva might not be able to bear its weight.

Just as she hesitated, Lin Ning smeared some saliva on his penis, brought it close to her smooth, plump vulva, and thrust it in. After only an inch, Jin'er cried out in pain, "Master, poor Jin'er, I feel like I'm going to die..." Lin Ning embraced Jin'er's fair neck, pressed his tongue into her small mouth, and sucked on her sweet lips. His penis didn't stop, thrusting more than twenty times before finally penetrating completely.

Jin'er felt a tearing, burning pain in her vulva, but she could only grimace and endure it until, after hundreds of thrusts, she finally felt relief and

let out a soft, sweet cry. Lin Ning felt her vulva contracting repeatedly, as if a small hand was gently grasping it, wet and slippery, and he began to thrust wildly again. Jin'er also groaned incessantly, her small hands tightly gripping Lin Ning's shoulders, drawing several streaks of blood.

Lin Ning steadied himself in a horse stance, his body arching like a bow, his hips thrusting, a penis arching in and out inside, its head pressing against the depths of her flower, a pleasurable sensation like a chicken pecking.

Jin'er's flower felt like it was about to bloom, she drifted in and out of consciousness, her body weak yet incomparably pleasurable, finally understanding why her mistress was so engrossed in this.

"Good Jin'er, such a wonderful thing as you, why hasn't your master touched you?" Lin Ning asked as he thrust, knowing Zhang Tianshan's nature all too well, how could he let such a beauty slip by?

Jin'er's mind and soul were scattered, feeling only complete comfort and pleasure, she unconsciously raised her beautiful legs and wrapped them around Lin Ning's waist, panting as she said, "Master, you don't know, how could my master have taken a liking to me, he and my mistress have long..." At this point, Jin'er suddenly realized something was amiss and quickly shut her mouth, but moans still lingered between her lips.

Lin Ning, cunning and shrewd, understood immediately. He strained his waist, cursing inwardly, "That old bastard Zhang Tianshan is inhuman!"

Lin Chong and his wife had been newlyweds for over a month, but Lin Chong's passion was gradually waning.

One day, Zhang Tianshan excitedly brought news: "The Imperial Guard in Tokyo is recruiting instructors for the 800,000 Imperial Guards' spear and staff techniques. A public competition will be held in three days at the western suburbs' martial arts training ground. Chong'er's spear skills are excellent; he should try it out. It might bring him some fame and fortune, and allow him to secure a position for his wife and children." Lin Ning nodded in approval, "Yes, learn good martial arts and sell them to the emperor. Chong'er, go!" Lin Chong had also planned to achieve fame and fortune to bring honor to his ancestors, and since his father had given the order, he was quite enthusiastic.

That night, it was the fifteenth of the lunar month, the moon hung full high in the treetops, but Lin Chong had gone out to meet a friend and had not yet returned. Zhang Xia, feeling utterly bored, went to the central courtyard to cool off and admire the moon. She wore a sheer, gossamer-thin veil, without any makeup, her natural beauty and elegance making her appear graceful and charming.

Just as she stood lost in thought, a soft cough reached her ears. She quickly turned around and saw her father-in-law, Lin Ning, standing behind her.

"It's windy late at night. You're dressed so lightly; don't catch a cold," Lin Ning said gently and tenderly, his voice full of affection.

"Father-in-law, I won't. It's hot today; I just came out for some fresh air. Aren't you resting yet?" Her father-in-law was usually stern and reserved, but this unexpected thoughtfulness made her quicken her grip on the veil. His eyes gleamed brightly in the darkness.

In fact, Lin Ning had been standing behind her for quite some time. This peaceful little family was originally all men, but since the arrival of this gentle and beautiful daughter-in-law, he could no longer suppress his surging passion. He often stood quietly under his son's window, listening to the sounds of their lovemaking, then went back to his own bed to indulge in some intimate acts, comforting his aging

heart. "No, I can't sleep… Xia'er, is Chong'er good to you?" Lin Ning leaned forward, already grasping her small hand tightly. Her slender hand was smooth and delicate, with a faint fragrance emanating from her. He felt a surge of desire, swallowed hard, and his erection throbbed

with anticipation. He was truly unable to resist. "Ah, Father-in-law…" Zhang Xia was stunned by her father-in-law's actions, her head bowed, her face flushed red. "My brother is very good to me…" But the words stuck in her throat, unspoken.

"Good Xia'er, you are so beautiful. I liked you the moment I saw you." Taking advantage of the quiet beauty of the night, Lin Ning swept her graceful body into his arms, the warmth in his grasp causing him utterly captivated.

"No, no... Father-in-law, this is bad, my brother is coming back soon..." Before she could finish, Lin Ning's lips sealed hers, his long tongue darting forward to suckle her lips.

"Xia'er, how does Chong'er's skill compare to your father's?"

"Ah, Father-in-law, how could you..." Upon hearing this, Zhang Xia was terrified, her body going limp as her father-in-law carried her into his room.

Lin Ning placed her on the couch, gently removing her thin veil. Her exquisite, translucent body was clearly defined, her skin white as jade, as clear as ice and as lustrous as ice. His heart raced, his breath quickened.

Lin Ning gently flicked her tender nipple, then lowered his head to suckle it tenderly. The young woman's body fragrance mixed with the scent of her breasts truly made him feel comfortable and happy.

As he sucked and released her nipple, Zhang Xia experienced boundless pleasure, her heart fluttering as if she were in heaven. She closed her eyes, quietly savoring the sensation.

While Lin Ning played with his daughter-in-law's nipples, his fingers were not idle either. He stripped Zhang Xia's underpants completely, leaving her long, white, and tender legs stretched out before her father-in-law's eyes. Between her legs, the pubic hair was sparse, and the tender pink and white flesh was faintly visible.

Lin Ning lifted one of her legs, lowered his head, and gently kissed that peach blossom spot. The caressing of his fingers sent a shiver of pleasure through Zhang Xia, causing her to moan involuntarily. Lin Ning quickly removed his own clothes, his erect penis standing proudly and menacingly.

Zhang Xia blushed and whispered, "No...this won't do..."

"Good Xia'er, just go along with your father this once...let me show you my skills. You know, the Lin family's spear technique is no less than your father's." Lin Ning impatiently spread her legs, guided his hard, iron-like penis into her tight, enchanting orifice, and began thrusting in and out incessantly.

Zhang Xia's vulva was filled completely, without a single gap. With each thrust, the tender flesh of her vulva would move in and out, appearing and disappearing, quite alluring. Her slender waist swayed, her pink buttocks raised and lowered, welcoming Lin Ning's thrusts. Each time, it was so deep, penetrating all the way in, making her heart bloom. Between these gentle thrusts, moans and groans filled the room.

Lin Ning, roused, thrust hundreds of times in one go, panting and drenched in sweat. Zhang Xia beneath him, however, was still aroused, whimpering, "Good father-in-law, thrust tighter, thrust faster..." Her lewd words kept Lin Ning tireless, he focused solely on his work, thrusting vigorously. After hundreds more thrusts, his lower abdomen tightened, and a stream of semen shot like arrows deep into Zhang Xia's flower.

Even though Lin Ning had ejaculated, Zhang Xia continued to moan and groan, clearly not yet satisfied. Lin Ning lowered his head, parted the damp pubic hair with his hand, and inserted his tongue inside.

Zhang Xia trembled violently, her purplish vulva contracting and expanding, and her vaginal fluids flowed like a spring tide.

Lin Ning opened his mouth wide, absorbing the overflowing fluids mouthful by mouthful, occasionally smacking his lips and inhaling deeply as if drinking sweet wine. As Lin Ning had predicted, Lin Chong stood out among the many participating warriors.

When he saw his son use the Lin family's signature move, "Seven Plum Blossoms," to defeat his opponent, he knew that Lin Chong had surpassed his master, a true successor. He couldn't help but stroke his beard in admiration.

After these two days of physical battles with his daughter-in-law, Lin Ning felt extremely weak. Although he obtained some tonics from Huichuntang, it was to no avail. He could feel his body declining day by day.

But Zhang Xia's fiery body was so alluring that he repeatedly transgressed his desires, releasing his primal energy time and again. Just last night, while Lin Chong slept, Zhang Xia had engaged him in a fierce battle on the kitchen stove, nearly draining him dry, yet he seemed to enjoy it immensely.

That day, Lin Chong's home was filled with guests congratulating him on becoming the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards' spear and staff techniques. Many of the attendees were prominent figures in the capital's martial arts world.

Among them was Xu Ning, Lin Chong's close friend and instructor of the Imperial Guard's Golden Spear Class. Xu Ning was handsome, six feet five or six inches tall, with a round, white face, a three-pronged black mustache, and a broad, powerful build. He was exceptionally skilled with the hook-and-sickle spear, and the two had become inseparable friends through their shared martial arts background.

The Lin father and son drank heartily, emptying their cups. Zhang Xia, in the inner room, was also overjoyed; her husband's excellence brought her radiance.

She gently stroked her vulva, her labia blooming like lotus blossoms, her vulva, after being cleansed, was mature and exquisite, full of passion.

"Good daughter, what are you thinking about?" It was Zhang Tianshan who had sneaked into her inner room. They hadn't been intimate for dozens of days, and the old man was so lustful he was practically snotty.

"Father, you have no conscience..." A large, watery eye rolled around as she leaned limply into her father's arms, her face flushed, seemingly both angry and not angry. A bright moon shone through the gauze window, illuminating the room.

Zhang Tianshan held his daughter tightly, kissing her deeply face to face, his tongue darting between her lips, their tongues flying, a sweet, intimate kiss. This kiss made Zhang Xia blush, her body itchy, and her lower body involuntarily produced some glistening lustful fluid, soaking her pink trousers. A little while later, the lustful fluid from her vulva trickled down between her thighs to her ankles.

Zhang Xia hurriedly pulled a white silk handkerchief from her sleeve and reached inside her underwear to wipe it. It was damp, and smelled faintly of a delicate, sweet fragrance mixed with a fishy odor, as delicate as silk, intoxicating.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Tianshan was already aroused and began to undress her.

Zhang Xia said shyly, "Father, how can this be? It's so embarrassing. What if someone comes in?" Zhang Tianshan pleaded, "Good daughter, your poor father hasn't eaten meat for many days." Hearing this, Zhang Xia's tenderness was instantly aroused, and her lust surged. "Then, you must be quiet." Overjoyed, Zhang Tianshan was at a loss, and it took him a while to finally pull down her underwear.

The moonlight was alluring, a bright, crystalline light shining on his daughter's tender vulva, like a sheet of mercury, like something made of white wax.

Zhang Tianshan's heart pounded, his lower abdomen tightened, and his penis throbbed like an iron rod.

He hurriedly pulled it out of his pants and held it in his hand. Although not very large, it was firm and strong.

Zhang Tianshan placed his daughter on the bed, admiring her three-inch golden lotus feet with both hands, which could be described as jade-like and round. Looking at her vulva, it was plump and white, like a peeled lychee, delicate and smooth. A pair of pink lips covered a thin slit, and the clitoris could be vaguely seen, erect like a cherry trembling in the wind.

He could not resist the temptation. He gently stretched out his fingers and pinched and played with the clitoris. It felt slippery. When he inserted his fingers into her vulva, he felt that it was tight and hot inside. The narrow passage was very difficult to pass through.

Zhang Xia cried out softly in pain. He quickly pulled his fingers out, but saw that her labia had closed again. They were shiny and even more attractive against the backdrop of the thick black hair. At this moment, Zhang Xia also began to moan softly, with ups and downs, each moan a beautiful sight.

She felt her vulva burning like fire, her labia tightly closed, a stream of lustful fluid flowing from the narrow crevice. She moaned, "Father, hurry, thrust harder, I'm so itchy." Zhang Tianshan thrust his hips forward, his penis aimed at the crevice, fully inserted, reaching the very core. Zhang Xia groaned, her vulva itching intensely, a tingling, aching sensation washing over her, a myriad of feelings rushing through her.

Zhang Tianshan thrust hundreds of times, until his daughter's body was overflowing with fluids, feeling utterly blissful. "Dear Father, thrust harder..." Hearing these lewd words, Zhang Tianshan used all his strength, pushing his penis in with all his might, feeling her vulva tightly grip his penis, each step so difficult.

Zhang Xia, however, thoroughly enjoyed it. The muscles inside her vagina were tingling and pleasurable from the scalding heat, her lower abdomen tightened, and a lot of fluid flowed out. She moaned loudly, "My dear father, you're killing your daughter!" Zhang Tianshan listened to her melodious cries as his penis thrust in and out of her vagina with great force, the impact of his member making a "thud" sound.

Zhang Xia swayed, her hairpins askew, her breasts bouncing. Zhang Tianshan thrust dozens more times, his scrotum contracting, knowing he was about to ejaculate. He quickly hugged his daughter's hot body tightly and roared as he ejaculated.

Zhang Xia also cried out, her body trembling as if she were about to collapse. She felt as if hot oil had been poured into her vagina, making her dizzy with pleasure.

The two embraced and caressed each other for a while. The noise in the outer hall gradually subsided, but footsteps could be heard coming from the corridor. Zhang Tianshan hurriedly put on his clothes and left through the window.

When Lin Chong's wife opened the door, she saw that Lin Chong had been helped in by someone. The person who came in had silkworm eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and was an extraordinary man. It was none other than Lin Chong's good friend, the Golden Spear Master Xu Ning.

Leopard Head Lin Chong (3)

Now let's talk about this Golden Spear Master Xu Ning. He was a righteous man, with long arms and good shooting skills. He was as light as a swallow and was a third-class imperial bodyguard with a sword. He loved making friends. This Leopard Head Lin Chong was about the same age as him and they were compatible. They could talk about anything.

Unfortunately, he had a problem. He was greedy for drinking and lust. He had no women in his family, big or small. As soon as he saw a beautiful woman, he would be like a fly on blood, chasing after her relentlessly. The good thing was that he did not have male homosexuality, unlike Lin Chong who had both men and women.

He often said that the world has yin and yang, which is the result of heaven and earth. How can one go against heaven? If this continues, he will surely suffer a disaster. He often advised Lin Chong, but Lin Chong was so happy to do so that he ignored him.

That day, seeing Lin Chong's wife in the inner hall, her beauty was breathtaking, and his whole body went numb. But thinking of the proverb "One should not covet a friend's wife," he harbored resentment and was absent-minded and listless all day.

His wife at home was virtuous and dignified, her father a military commander in the Nine Gates Command, also a daughter of a prominent family.

"Husband, why have you been so downcast these past few days?" Madam Xu brought over a bowl of ginseng soup, speaking softly and tenderly.

Xu Ning lazily raised his eyes: "Nothing much, probably from practicing martial arts yesterday. I won't be going on duty today; I'll rest at home." He drank a few sips of the soup, and seeing his wife's delicate features and fair skin, his manhood stirred. He seized the opportunity and pulled her into his arms.

His wife let out a soft moan, her body limp, her phoenix eyes dreamy, exuding the charm of a young woman.

Holding this soft, fragrant beauty, Xu Ning felt as if he were in a room filled with the fragrance of orchids. The woman gently exhaled her sweet fragrance, and the two of them kissed passionately.

"My lady, it's been so long since we've been intimate, yet you smell even sweeter than before," Xu Ning said, his lust burning. He treated this woman as the beloved he had been longing for, and fueled by his burning desire, he loosened her belt, revealing her plump, moist vulva, her small opening glistening with spring, and her tender pubic hair.

The wonder of this enchanting place was that, although she had given birth, it remained as tight as a virgin's. Whenever the couple made love, she would moan incessantly like a virgin, her voice soft and delicate, her small opening full of blossoms—truly a renowned treasure among genitals.

Xu Ning then flipped over and placed his penis against her vulva, thrusting several times before finally penetrating. He found it difficult to move, the path winding and rugged.

"Good husband, please be gentle..." the wife murmured sweetly, oblivious to her disheveled hair, her trembling breasts being kneaded and twisted, her buttocks rising to meet his thousands of thrusts. A gurgling sound could be heard, indicating the overflowing of her vaginal fluids.

Xu Ning, supporting her bound feet, thrust firmly hundreds of times, until the woman felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, moaning incessantly with pleasure.

Xu Ning brought his head close to her fair neck: "Good wife, I have something to discuss with you, and I hope you will agree." The wife was in the throes of passion, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her buttocks throbbing wildly, feeling his penis burning from the inside out, a sensation that was both exhilarating and soul-stirring.

"My lord, whatever you command, I will obey without question..." Xu Ning whispered a few words in her ear, and the woman immediately blushed, her delicate face trembling, "This is no good, my lord, it makes me so shy..." Xu Ning thrust again with all his might, his movements wide and forceful, causing her juices to gush out, and she cried out, "My darling!" The woman, being a woman of passion, nodded slightly, which made Xu Ning's heart flutter with joy. He raised his golden spear again, until the woman was exhausted and unconscious.

Meanwhile, since Master Lin had an affair with his daughter-in-law, he had been working day and night, and after several months, he was no longer able to perform sexually, his senses weakened.

Several times they had exhausted themselves before even engaging in battle, leaving both of them unhappy. Finally, Zhang Xia lost her temper: "If you keep doing this, don't come again! You're ruining my mood." Lin Ning ordered his men to inquire around and learned that the most prestigious brothel in the capital, Yu Tang Chun, possessed a secret aphrodisiac called "Mighty Vajra Pill," made according to a court prescription. It was said to leave a lingering fragrance on the cheeks and stimulate saliva production in the groin. So he spent a fortune to buy six pills, hiding them in his inner chamber, waiting for the right opportunity to have a passionate encounter with Zhang Xia.

That day, Lin Chong, as usual, went to the Grand Commandant's mansion to report for duty, leaving early. Lin Ning waited for his chance and slipped into his son's inner chamber, where he saw his daughter-in-law dressing in front of the mirror, looking utterly captivating.

"Good wife, your wanton appearance is truly deadly..." Lin Ning's hands moved swiftly, caressing her smooth, delicate skin. At this moment, he was consumed by lust and could hardly bear it. His light kisses had already left Zhang Xia's face sweaty.

"Good father-in-law, please don't give up halfway again. You're making me so eager, but I can't get my fill." Zhang Xia's eyes were alluring, her breath sweet and fragrant, her delicate figure almost frail.

Before coming, Lin Ning had already taken four "Mighty Vajra Pills," and now, under the influence of the aphrodisiac, he no longer had his usual patience. He hastily removed his clothes, revealing his penis, much larger than usual, firm, glistening, and shimmering.

Young Zhang Xia was quite surprised at the sight, but without time to think, she cooperated with her father-in-law's actions, removing her covering robe and lying down. Her fair skin was incomparably beautiful, her tender flesh and smooth vulva standing plump and swaying in the wind.

Old Lin Ning was already burning with lust, and his penis suddenly plunged into her vulva, thrusting in and out relentlessly.

As soon as the penis entered, Zhang Xia felt it burning hot, stiff as steel, relentlessly scouring her vagina, sometimes long, sometimes short, relentlessly pounding her core, causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation.

"Good father-in-law, you're different today than usual, you're going in so deep it feels like I'm going to break..." Her soft, sweet voice, filled with fragrance, further aroused the old man, making him feel like he was on the verge of a thousand miles, his energy soaring.

Gradually, fluid began to flow from Zhang Xia's vagina, flowing smoothly and sweetly, extremely pleasant and comfortable. Her lustful thoughts surged, and she couldn't help but actively raise her pink buttocks to meet his thrusts, moaning incessantly, yielding to his advances.

Old Lin Ning's desire intensified with each thrust. He thought to himself, "This palace medicine is truly potent. I haven't felt this powerful and magnificent in a long time." He felt that her plump, thick vulva was impossible to penetrate, so he exerted all his strength, thrusting hundreds of times. Zhang Xia suddenly felt a scalding liquid gush from his glans, pouring directly onto her flower bud, a tingling, sour, and spicy sensation, incomparably pleasurable. Yet, she didn't feel his penis weaken at all; it remained firm and powerful, even hotter and more scorching.

At that moment, Old Lin Ning gathered his energy in his dantian, full of vigor, and thrust even more powerfully and deeply than before, driving Zhang Xia to moan incessantly, her jade legs kicking wildly. Zhang Xia was overjoyed, her waist swaying, her flower trembling, thrusting his smooth, plump member upwards, each thrust so thorough, reaching the tender flesh of her flower bud, producing juices. This sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

After nearly a thousand more thrusts, Old Lin Ning again ejaculated wildly into the petals, sweating profusely but unwilling to stop, still writhing incessantly.

Zhang Xia, in her frenzy, felt the burning sensation of the object scalding her flower core, and felt immense pleasure, almost fainting.

She felt the penis throbbing inside her, until finally, the pain became unbearable. Though the flower was beautiful, it couldn't withstand such a torrent of passion. She could only grit her teeth and endure the pain, slightly raising her hips to accommodate the thrusting.

Old Lin Ning's virility remained undiminished, thrusting desperately hundreds more times, feeling her blood surging in her chest, and a strange, fishy-smelling semen flowing from her body. She quickly withdrew, only to see fresh blood gushing forth, endlessly, like a burst dam, causing a flood.

Just as Zhang Xia was feeling extremely uncomfortable, she saw the large penis withdraw and was overjoyed. However, she heard the old man cry out and collapse to the ground, blood gushing from his penis. She was speechless, utterly bewildered.

She then saw Lin Ning writhing in agony, his legs kicking, before he lost consciousness. Seeing this, Zhang Xia knew something was wrong. She dared not tell her husband, and hurriedly summoned Jin'er, who was serving in the hall, ordering her to rush home and fetch her father

, Zhang Tianshan. As the saying goes, experience is the best teacher. When Zhang Tianshan arrived, he immediately understood what had happened.

He ordered Jin'er to bring clean water to wash Lin Ning. After a while, Lin Ning gradually regained consciousness and saw Zhang Tianshan sitting beside him in the bedroom. He knew what had happened.

“My dear in-law, we’re family, so I won’t waste any more time on pleasantries. I don’t have long to live, so I only hope that for the sake of our long-standing friendship, you’ll help Chong’er a lot. He’s still quite young and doesn’t understand much.” Zhang Tianshan nodded: “Chong’er is my son-in-law, which is to say, my son. You can go in peace!” Meanwhile, after Lin Chong finished his duty, he went to the drill ground as usual. In the afternoon, having nothing to do, he left the hall and headed west. There, he had a good friend, a childhood friend named Lu Qian, who lived in Huhe Lane on Baosheng Street. Lu Qian was fair-skinned and handsome, though not tall, but with a smooth tongue and alluring figure; he was Lin Chong’s most favored male concubine.

“Now that you’re a government official, you should help out your little Qianqian!” Lu Qian used seductive tactics, dressing up like a woman of unparalleled beauty, revealing a gentle and tender demeanor.

This place to stay was also purchased by Lin Chong. Lu Qian had tried his hand at business, but unfortunately, he was unlucky and lost everything. He had no choice but to become a hanger-on for a wealthy family. However, he was also an ambitious man and refused to accept such a life of idleness, so he never fared well. Later, Lin Chong stepped in and often gave him some silver every two weeks. The two were truly inseparable and very affectionate.

"That's true. I will work for the Grand Commandant in the future, and I will promote you if I have the opportunity." The two drank together until sunset. Lin Chong, in high spirits, had a bright look in his eyes, and his hands began to grope Lu Qian's body.

"I thought you wouldn't do this after your marriage, but I didn't expect... hehehe!" Lu Qian stared straight at Lin Chong, his little finger gently stroking Lin Chong's face, chuckling softly, exuding charm.

"Good Qianqian, come here, your big brother hasn't touched your beautiful hole in a long time." The two kissed for a long time, and in his passion, Lin Chong had already pulled down Lu Qian's pants. On his pink and white buttocks was a red plum blossom tattooed on a yellow oriole.

"Good brother, come on, but be gentle!" Lu Qian pretended to be shy, her delicate face opening, which made Lin Chong even more excited and his penis became erect. Lin Chong pulled out his hard and hot penis, picked up some wine from the table and poured it on his penis, smeared it a few times, and then put a few drops on Lu Qian's anus. The chrysanthemum bud was dark red, with delicate texture, opening and closing, like a red plum blossom in winter.

Lin Chong guided his penis to the anus and slowly inserted it. Because he was familiar with the procedure, he inserted it all the way in without Lu Qian feeling any pain. Lu Qian even gently leaned back to meet him. Lin Chong held the smooth, plump buttocks and thrust in and out, feeling incredibly pleasurable. He felt the penis was tight and sweet.

"Brother, harder! My little hole is so itchy!" Lu Qian became wanton, a little excited fluid leaking from his anus, the lustful fluid flowing and covering his snow-white buttocks. Lin Chong, burning with lust, worked even harder. They thrust hundreds of times, Lu Qian using his internal energy techniques, his penis clenching and releasing, inhaling and exhaling, mimicking a woman's voice, moaning and calling out "Darling, sweetie, daddy."

After thousands more thrusts, Lin Chong felt incredibly pleasurable, his whole body relaxed, and he ejaculated profusely. The rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the two entwined, undressed, sharing a pillow, their necks intertwined, and fell asleep.

After a few incense sticks' worth of time, Lu Qian's door was knocked on so loudly it shook the mountain. Lu Qian hurriedly dressed and went to open the door, only to find a seven-foot-tall man staring at him with wide, angry eyes.

"Oh, it's Brother Xu! Please come in quickly, a rare guest indeed!" The visitor was Xu Ning. He had heard from the training ground that Lin Chong was drinking here every day, so he knew that Lin Chong had taken up homosexuality again.

"I'm not going in. Quickly call Lin Chong out. I have something to discuss with him." He had always disliked these kinds of pretty boys who made a living by selling their bodies; they were a disgrace to men.

"Brother Xu, what brings you here? Is there something you need?" Lin Chong had also come downstairs and was delighted to see Xu Ning.

"Let's go, let's go." Xu Ning grabbed Lin Chong without further ado and started to leave. He didn't want to stay here any longer; the thought of it made him nauseous. "Today I'm hosting; come to my house for a chat." The two were old friends and didn't stand on ceremony. They spurred their horses and arrived at Xu Ning's house.

"Brother Lin, I say, it's best to avoid associating with people like Lu Qian..." Before Xu Ning could finish, Lin Chong interrupted him, "Brother Xu, you don't know the intricacies of this. I'll let you experience it for yourself another day." Xu Ning quickly shook his head vigorously, "I have no way to do that; please don't say any more."

"Alright, let's drink this cup again." Lin Chong drank and drank, his leopard-like face as red as a tomato, his body swaying precariously.

"Come, rest for a while." A hint of joy flashed in Xu Ning's eyes as he helped Lin Chong upstairs. He saw that Xu's wife was dressed up beautifully, her cheeks flushed, and she was completely naked, a truly captivating sight.

Lin Chong (4)

said that in his dazed state, Lin Chong felt a pair of slender hands supporting him. Her face was as red as the morning sun, and her eyebrows were full of autumn waves, exuding a thousand kinds of charm. He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, and his penis was erect.

He immediately kissed the beautiful woman, feeling her soft and warm body, smooth and shiny to the touch. In particular, her penis was tight and warm, making him feel dizzy.

Then, her small mouth was filled with sandalwood fragrance and steaming hot air. He felt that his crotch was also filled with the same kind of heat. So he jumped up and thrust hard into her little hole. With a "whoosh," it was completely inside.

In a daze, he only heard soft "ouch" sounds, and his penis beneath him was incredibly hot, burning and pleasurable from the inside out.

At first, he was somewhat restrained, but later it became like a wild horse galloping, thousands of thrusts in one go, feeling as if his glans was about to explode, as if his soul were about to leave his body.

The woman was also in a frenzy, thrusting her white, tender buttocks, letting his thick, red and white member engulf the egg-like glans.

Lin Chong thrust hundreds more times, feeling the member beneath him leap and throb like a rabbit, then a torrent of semen overflowed like a flood, the sticky substance filling her vulva.

At that moment, Lin Chong came to his senses, realizing that the woman was Xu Ning's wife, and his guilt was indescribable. What should he do? Xu Ning's wife was flushed, like a spring begonia in spring slumber or a summer rose, no less beautiful than his own wife, truly a beauty that could rival any other.

"Lin Chong was rude, please forgive me, my wife..." Before he could finish speaking, he heard Xu Ning's hearty laughter from downstairs. "Brother Lin, we are like brothers, don't mind. Brothers are like limbs, wives are like clothes. Brother, take whatever you want." Lin Chong was moved to tears. "Brother, I don't know how to repay you for this." Xu Ning, naked from the waist down, came upstairs, embraced his wife, and thrust himself inside her. "Come on, brother, the back is for you..." Xu Ning's wife's beautiful face was like a flower, her body soft as cotton. She wrapped her legs around Xu Ning's waist, welcoming him gently. Her anus was like a blooming chrysanthemum, truly alluring.

Lin Chong, still burning with passion, didn't hold back and thrust the exquisite object inside. He felt a long and arduous journey through her rectum.

The two men stood there, sandwiching Xu Ning's wife, thrusting in and out. The woman was panting heavily, her body tingling and burning, her vulva overflowing with lustful fluids, her rectum overflowing with saliva, each drop feeling like a drenching of her own heart. She relied on the two hot objects thrusting relentlessly to soothe her burning heart.

As the saying goes, "In the moment of soul-stirring ecstasy, in the moment of passionate lovemaking, heroes display their prowess." Seeing that all three were at the peak of ecstasy, their penises erect, their beautiful vulvas gleaming, swallowing and contracting the massive object, feeling an itch as if thousands of fleas were biting them all at once, they all cried out and ejaculated, a torrent of fluids flowing like rivers.

As the saying goes, "Extreme joy begets sorrow." After Lin Ning's tragic death following excessive indulgence, Lin Chong only learned of it that evening, and was devastated, fainting several times.

He immediately discussed the funeral arrangements with his father-in-law, Zhang Tianshan, and the arrangements were not completed until the early hours of the next day. The details of this process are omitted here. Just

as Lin Chong was about to rest, a tall and imposing man entered the outer hall, his gait powerful and imposing.

It was his close friend, Xu Ning, who had come to offer his condolences. Upon seeing Lin Chong's wife, Xu Ning was instantly captivated. She was dressed in white mourning clothes, like a pear blossom in the rain, standing gracefully, her eyebrows as alluring as spring mountains, her gaze full of charm.

Lin Chong's wife, seeing Xu Ning's lustful eyes staring directly at her, blushed, her fair neck flushed, and she turned her face away.

"Sister-in-law, Xu Ning greets you." Xu Ning, gazing at this stunning woman, already had a hard, erect member pointing skyward.

"Greetings, Uncle." Lin Chong's wife returned the greeting shyly, her beautiful eyes also noticing the bulging thing between his thighs, feeling a gentle, moist moisture between them, and she couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

"Brother Xu, please sit for a moment. I am exhausted and would like to rest." Lin Chong yawned, truly extremely sleepy, and said as he walked into the inner room, "Please forgive me, my wife. This is my uncle, no need to be so formal."

"Brother, please rest. Xu Ning will keep vigil for you." Xu Ning looked at the beautiful woman's curvaceous figure, her breasts pointed and full, like newly sprouted bamboo shoots, so endearing.

Lin Chong's footsteps gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor. A cool breeze rose outside the window; it was midnight, and the air was chilly.

Seeing Lin Chong's wife shiver a few times, Xu Ning quickly said, "Wife, the wind is strong tonight, and the night is unbearably cold, yet you are dressed so thinly." Lin Chong's wife's cheeks flushed with spring, "Although it's cold outside, there's a stove to keep warm, Uncle, don't worry."

"But Xu Ning is quite cold, please come and snuggle up to me, sister-in-law, to help me warm up." Just as Lin Chong's wife was slightly taken aback, she was already pulled into Xu Ning's arms, his fragrance rich and intoxicating.

Although Lin Chong's wife was moved, she still pushed him away, "Uncle, please have some self-respect, you shouldn't be so improper." But she felt a firm object pressing against her lower abdomen, throbbing incessantly, and her face flushed even more.

"Good sister-in-law, the night is too short, come on..." As he spoke, he brought his lips to hers and gently licked her pointed, red lips, feeling their warmth, sweetness, and incomparable fragrance.

The woman's mouth was stuffed with his tongue, and she murmured, "This...no...Uncle...oh...um..." Her small hands were held by Xu Ning, who grasped his slippery member, which was burning hot to the touch. His saliva was being sucked and stirred in her mouth, and her fragrant tongue squeaked, "No, no, not here..." Seeing her docility, Xu Ning was delighted. He reached into her bosom and gently squeezed her tender vulva, feeling its warmth and softness, its exquisite beauty.

Although Lin Chong's wife was anxious, she was still ashamed, remembering that this was her father-in-law's mourning hall. However, Xu Ning was not about to let her go. He quickly stripped off her clothes and, with his own manhood, forcefully thrust it into her exquisite vulva.

With a hissing sound, it felt like silk was tearing. She felt the vulva was slippery inside, and the thrusting was itchy, tingling, and spicy, likely due to the tightness of her vulva.

So Xu Ning began to thrust in, rubbing left and right, causing the red flesh to roll and the lustful fluids to leak out. He felt that the inside of her vulva was both curved and narrow, as if something was drawing him in, making it impossible to stop. He then rammed and thrust wildly, stirring up waves, until Lin Chong's wife was left with a pale and disfigured face, feeling as if her vulva was about to split open, and even her bones were about to melt.

Xu Ning withdrew very slowly, finding it indescribably wonderful, slowly and deliberately savoring the pleasure within.

Lin Chong's wife felt as if a brush was scrubbing her inside with each thrust. The tip of his glans burned with pain, and she was drenched in sweat. "Uncle, hurry up, you're killing me..." Xu Ning thrust in over a thousand times, still feeling her soft, yielding touch, so he increased the pace, his movements becoming more expansive and varied. The Xu family's hook-and-sickle spear technique was truly remarkable, with countless variations, leaving Lin Chong's wife utterly defeated, her petals falling, experiencing unparalleled pleasure.

It was truly a perfect match, one passionate, the other willing; their genitals were evenly matched, a clash of equals. One was like a wolf, the other a warrior ready to defend. Both pairs of alluring eyes looked towards the source of their desire: one with heaving breasts, exuding charm, the other with a thousand variations of erection. When they came together, it was a perfect harmony, a mutual consent.

Lin Chong's wife thought to herself, "This Xu Ning is quite a remarkable person, so outstanding. It seems my husband's friends are all truly heroic figures." She felt that his thrusts were varied in pressure, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, his pinching, scratching, and teasing all with even force and perfect measure, perfectly pleasing her heart. She was so delighted that her lips trembled, "Good uncle, it's truly breathtaking..." Seeing the woman's alluring charm, Xu Ning grabbed her fair legs and pressed them against her snow-white breasts. A thin, white slit was visible between her legs, and his member was inserted there, glistening with a few drops of liquid.

He thrust in and out hundreds of times before releasing the viscous fluid, which flowed out in a gurgling stream.

The two then straightened their clothes, and their passion ended. They privately agreed that after the seventh day after his death, Lin Chong would bring his wife to Xu Ning's residence to rekindle their romance.

Time flies, and autumn is here in the blink of an eye. Lin Chong, in high spirits, invited friends to go for a spring outing.

Zhang Xia, feeling unwell and unable to bear the cool breeze, stayed home, leaving her maid Jin'er to serve her. She sat alone in her room sewing shoes

. A few knocks sounded at the door, followed by a call from outside, "Instructor Lin, is Instructor Lin home?" Jin'er opened the door and saw Lu Qian standing there, dressed handsomely.

"Ah, it's Master Lu! Didn't you go out with the Instructor?" Lu Qian was a frequent visitor to the Lin household and quite familiar with Jin'er.

He affectionately squeezed Jin'er's hand, "Good Jin'er, it's been so long, you've become even more handsome." Jin'er blushed and playfully scolded him, "Coming to tease me so early in the morning, so unserious." This young Jin'er, her heart already awakened to love, was secretly yearning for the ladies' company.

"What right do people like us have to be respectable?" Lu Qian said dejectedly. Seeing Jin'er's slender waist and bright red lips, his desire burned fiercely.

Jin'er sighed, "Madam is at home, you should leave." Lu Qian, however, was emboldened by lust. In his haste, he embraced her, feeling her soft body and fragrant scent, which was quite alluring.

"Good Jin'er, let's keep our voices down, how could Madam hear us?" Jin'er remained silent, clearly agreeing.

Lu Qian was overjoyed. He untied Jin'er's belt, squatted down, and pressed his face close to her vulva. He saw a sparse patch of black pubic hair winding around her vulva. Beneath the pubic hair, it was thick and tender, with the soft flesh faintly visible. The area exuded the fragrance of osmanthus and a faint fishy smell.

A delicate pink line ran down the center of the vulva, dividing the flesh into two halves, like the crease of a ripe peach. Two petals stood out on either side, unique and lovely.

As the labia opened and closed, the tiny clitoris trembled and contracted, incredibly alluring.

Lu Qian, accustomed to male pleasure, was utterly astonished by such a sight. His eyes widened, and he swallowed hard, his penis erect, straining against his trousers. Lu Qian parted the labia and began to lick and suck between them with his tongue.

He found it smooth, delicate, and plump, with a slightly fishy smell. This smell acted as a catalyst, igniting a fire of desire within him. His penis, erect and throbbing, grew several times larger than usual.

After sucking for a while longer, Lu Qian stood up, holding Jin'er's upper body with one hand and her head tightly with the other, embracing her against his chest. He aimed his penis at Jin'er's sensitive spot, and with a forceful thrust, plunged it in, all the way to her core.

Jin'er cried out, "You heartless bastard, you're killing me..." Lu Qian ignored her, thrusting rapidly until Jin'er felt numb and tingly, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Qian usually only knew the sensation of being penetrated in the buttocks; this was his first time experiencing it, and he was in high spirits. His penis grew even more powerful, filling her vagina completely, thrusting passionately inside.

Jin'er felt a mixture of pain and itching, numbness and tingling in her vagina, especially when that wonderful thing pressed against her clitoris, it burned and made her shudder, her whole body went limp, and she felt incredibly comfortable and blissful, as if she were floating in mid-air, the beauty penetrating to her very core.

The two stood by the wall, thrusting, unaware that Lin Chong's wife had called Jin'er several times without a response, and had already stepped out of the inner room and into the corridor.

There she saw the two men locked in a passionate embrace, and her cheeks flushed, and she was at a loss for what to do.

She saw Lu Qian with his legs bent, gritting his teeth and thrusting forward with all his might, making Jin'er scream and shout incoherently, while his thing was white and red, long and large.

She felt her vagina swell, and her juices flowed out, soaking her trousers as if they were waterlogged.

Her eyes were blurry, her cheeks flushed, and her lustful heart rose and fell with the thrusting movements.

Seeing that the two had dispersed, she quickly hid herself among the flowers.

Then she heard Lu Qian say, "Good Jin'er, I've never known such intoxicating pleasure. No wonder Instructor Lin has become distant from me since he married." "

Of course," Jin'er replied, pointing to the inner room as she straightened herself. "You don't know how beautiful my wife is, a beauty beyond compare."

"I'd die happy if I could just have a moment with your wife," Lu Qian said, his lust rising after hearing of Lin Chong's wife's beauty.

"You're so beautiful, but what is your status?" Jin'er tapped Lu Qian's forehead with her slender finger. "But it's not like there's no chance. Let's see how you thank me." Upon hearing this, Lu Qian knelt down. "Good sister, please help me." Jin'er chuckled. "You men are really something. Cats always have a taste for fish, just as I thought. Here's what we'll do: you wait patiently, I have a plan, I guarantee you'll succeed." In her heart, she also wanted a way out, and this man in front of her was a good choice.

Lin Chong's wife, watching the two whispering, was far away and only heard a few fragmented phrases like "my wife." She thought they were talking about her, and she felt a surge of desire. Her two jade-like legs were tightly pressed together, her soul drifting in the wind, unaware of what was happening.

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