Chapter 249
Burent's flower valley was soft and elastic, the squeezed flesh seam pale with a hint of pink, completely devoid of any pigmentation, appearing utterly delicious and enticing.
Haruto pressed his fiery, massive dragon head against her plump flower lips, then thrust his hips forward forcefully, driving the dragon inch by inch into the slippery peach grotto.
The enormous dragon head seemed to transform into a battering ram, violently forcing open the tight flower lips that formed the gate.
"Mmm! It's in... ah... so big... so hot..."
The tingling flower passage was gradually filled by the dragon, and the girl felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure.
But soon, that pleasure was replaced by pain. As a virgin, no matter how slippery her flower passage was, Burent felt a unique pain as the massive dragon continued its advance.
The pain peaked when the enormous dragon head pierced through the thin membrane, a trickle of blood slowly flowing out, symbolizing the girl's transformation into a woman.
Haruto slowed his movements, tenderly stroking Burent's beautiful, soft wine-red hair.
A few minutes later, feeling the girl's body squirming restlessly and seeing the delicate, exquisite face flush with crimson once more, he resumed his thrusts.
This time, with a wet "squelch," little Haruto pressed directly against the tender flower heart deep within Burent's abdomen.
This sudden, deep thrust sent the girl's heart racing wildly, and she instinctively clung to Haruto like an octopus.
Finally, enveloped by her long, straight legs in lace-trimmed stockings, Haruto fully sheathed the massive dragon into Burent's tight, slippery, and dripping ecstatic cave.
Haruto was so excited his scalp tingled, his hands roaming wildly over the smooth, soft area at the top of the girl's thighs.
The plump, pale thighs felt exquisite to the touch. Moving downward, he encountered the black stockings, their smooth texture equally irresistible.
Burent moaned continuously as Haruto positioned her half-kneeling, half-leaning forward, her raised buttocks meeting the dragon's thrusts.
Matching the gentle rocking of the bed, she actively swayed her snow-white, plump rear back and forth, enduring Haruto's relentless pounding.
Each of Haruto's thrusts struck directly against Burent's flower palace entrance. Under the continuous impact, her two full, moon-like sensual buttocks were repeatedly flattened into pancake-like shapes.
In the brief moments between thrusts, the "pancakes" would revert to their plump, enticing peach-like form, only to deform again with the next insertion, the pert buttocks once again pounded into pancakes.
The rapid, repeated thrusts created continuous waves of motion in the girl's buttocks.
The flesh of her peach-like rear resembled a stormy sea, with wave after wave of undulating motion.
Feeling the pleasure transmitted through the dragon as he took Burent from behind, Haruto also admired the sight of the girl's beautiful buttocks being ravaged.
With each thrust, as he collided with her pale, fleshy rear, he could distinctly feel the soft, springy rebound of her buttocks.
This sensation was utterly fascinating, compelling Haruto to involuntarily increase his pace.
The thought that Burent's three friends were still on the bed only heightened the intoxicating thrill.
Haruto leaned down, intending to kiss Burent's neck, but she straightened up and turned her head, her eyes hazy with desire as she gazed at him.
By now, Burent was drenched in sweat, the perspiration at her temples tangling her wine-red hair, creating a disheveled appearance.
Yet, with her flushed face, the girl looked even more seductive.
Haruto pinched Burent's chin, then opened his mouth and fiercely sucked on the girl's cherry-like lips.
Burent's flower passage contracted sharply, the lower "mouth" continuously clenching and massaging the dragon, while the upper mouth extended its tongue, engaging in a passionate kiss with Haruto.
This was Burent's first kiss. Though it differed greatly from what she had imagined, kissing while dual cultivating... felt incredibly good.
"Mmm, mwah?… Ah, mwah… Ohhh? So good?… Mwah… Lord Haruto??, harder, mwah?…"
Even while kissing, she didn't forget to sway her full, slippery rear backward, ensuring that each thrust of the dragon struck the deepest part of her flesh walls.
Haruto sucked fiercely on Burent's petite tongue, then with his other hand, pinched her swollen, cherry-blossom-colored bud, teasingly asking,
"Burent-chan... Ren-chan... do you like it when I move like this?"
"Ahhhhhhhhh... Yes... I love it when Lord Haruto does this... Harder~"
The girl's honeyed fluids overflowed, making the thrusting in her tight flower valley exceptionally smooth.
The more sensitive her body, the more pleasurable the sensation of being penetrated.
When the dragon was fully inserted into Burent's flower valley, the beautiful flesh of her entire body would tremble.
And when Haruto withdrew the dragon, a large amount of honeyed fluid would be scraped out, splattering everywhere.
Even now, as Haruto vigorously took Burent from behind, the copious juices flowing from her flower valley had not only pooled on the floor but also thoroughly soaked the inner sides of her thighs and her black-stockinged feet.
Moreover, a significant amount had splashed onto Haruto's legs.
The two kissed passionately while making love, entwined together like lovers, full of affection.
After a long while, Haruto released Burent's chin, grasped her slender waist, and focused solely on his thrusting.
"Ohhhh... So good, so comfortable???... I'm going to be broken by this big thing?… Ohhhh... It's so full inside, ahhh?… Faster?…"
Burent braced herself against the headboard to maintain her position, continuously enduring the immense impact from behind.
As Haruto vigorously pounded her, the girl's round, snow-white breasts swung freely in the air.
Although the rear-entry position prevented Haruto from seeing Burent's "bunnies" flailing about, the mere thought was still exhilarating.
Burent's face flushed crimson, her volume gradually increasing, and even her sweet, melodious moans grew more intense.
While vigorously thrusting into the full, moist jade mound from behind, Haruto also firmly kneaded the two plump halves of her buttocks.
Under his frenzied assault, Burent moaned breathlessly, biting her lower lip as she struggled not to collapse completely onto the bed.
Intense pleasure continuously surged from the dragon, and Haruto was thrusting with immense satisfaction when Burent suddenly trembled violently, her tight flower passage contracting fiercely—clearly reaching climax.
Seeing Burent climax, Haruto quickened his pace, driving into her with fierce, rapid thrusts like a motor, wildly seeking pleasure within the girl.
Fortunately, Burent had a large, round bottom; otherwise, he feared he might break her.
"Buren-chan... mmm..."
Haruto exerted all his strength, pounding Burent's generous buttocks fiercely before plunging the dragon deep into her core. The intense thrusting overwhelmed him with unbearable ecstasy.
As the girl's valley spasmed and contracted from her climax, young Haruto reached the soft, yielding entrance of her flower palace.
The sensitive, smooth dragon head squeezed inside, and his sac contracted violently. Thick, scalding white life essence, like molten lava, shot from the dragon's eye.
Wave after wave, the sacred chamber of life gradually filled with vitality until her lower abdomen swelled slightly.
Even in climax, Burent actively raised her hips, her plump, soft buttocks pressed flat by Haruto's weight. Her snow-white mounds spread outward, and the lewd pink valley contracted wildly, greedily milking Haruto's life essence.
But then, mid-climax, the girl suddenly went limp.
Noticing her weakness, Haruto immediately supported her body, forcing him to withdraw the dragon from Burent.
With a wet "pop," Haruto's dragon slid out.
Burent lay powerless in Haruto's arms, and her swollen peach grotto, ravaged to redness, gushed streams of white cream mixed with translucent honey, splattering onto the floor.
Burent appeared exhausted, her eyes half-lidded, skin flushed peach from intense passion. Her body steamed with heat and glistened with fragrant sweat from the fierce stimulation.
Haruto hadn't expected Burent to look so debauched—it was incredibly lewd.
He brushed aside the disheveled hair at her temple, then lifted and laid her beside Marion.
As the aftermath of climax faded, the dual cultivation quickly restored their spent stamina and energy, leaving them even more vibrant than before.
Astonished inwardly, the girl hurriedly joined the other three in active cultivation, striving to maximize the life energy within her and swiftly recover her vitality and strength.
Restoring potential was notoriously difficult; by this standard, even one daily session would require over three thousand repetitions—nearly ten years.
Gazing at the tempting, sprawled bodies on the bed, Haruto felt a surge of satisfaction and accomplishment.
Though he was growing accustomed to orgies, deflowering four beauties at once remained a rare experience.
Moreover, all four were no ordinary girls—not top-tier, but barely reaching first-class standards.
As Haruto admired his handiwork, the first treated girl, the green-haired loli Nel, began to glow faintly. After a dozen flickers, the light faded completely.
Then, Nel opened her sapphire-blue eyes, gazing at Haruto with deep longing.
"Haruto-sama, I've almost fully digested it..."
She approached Haruto like a little kitten, her delicate body actively rubbing against him, her adorable face flushed red, and her enchanting eyes glistening as she spoke.
"The treatment was very effective. I'd like to have another session."