"Mother, these past few days when you've been feeling down have truly been torturous for your son." Li Xuan's greedy eyes roamed freely over Chu Qingyi's delicate figure. One hand frantically stroked his thick, fleshy rod while the other wasn't idle either, reaching down to fondle the two small orbs beneath.
The dark, tangled pubic hair was filthy, clinging with unidentified skin flakes and yellowish scabs. Days of accumulated secretions from his member had formed clumps on his underwear, with disgusting scale-like stains firmly adhered to his crotch. The mingled stench of fishiness and urine created a nauseating odor.
Having not bathed for a long time, Li Xuan's skin was dry, with some areas even cracked. As he pulled down his pants, clouds of skin flakes scattered everywhere, mixing with the dust in the room to permeate the air.
Completely unaware, Li Xuan only knew to desperately thrust his hips, releasing the pent-up lust that had accumulated over days.
Under his frantic stroking, the purplish-red member swelled even larger. Fluid began seeping from the tip again, coating the entire length as he worked it vigorously with his palm. Some even got caught in his pubic hair, the sticky strands pulling at each other and making the already messy hair even more revolting.
Drunk with lust, Li Xuan steeled himself and knelt before Chu Qingyi, looking up at her divine countenance while vigorously rubbing between his thighs.
Watching the particularly lewd scene before her, Chu Qingyi felt some disgust but surprisingly also a budding desire. Li Xuan's blatant sexual provocation gradually awakened the long-dormant desires between men and women in her heart, and she no longer resisted his invasive behavior.
She carefully examined that fleshy rod, curious how it could instantly swell and harden, almost like an iron bar.
"I heard what you said with Father that day," Li Xuan suddenly stopped his movements and said seriously. "I know you feel heartache and guilt because you can't share intimacy with him, but it's alright. I can teach you everything about men, so your marital life will be more harmonious in the future."
That day, Li Xuan had secretly eavesdropped on the private conversation between Chu Qingyi and Li Ye. He had originally intended to use Li Ye to inquire about Chu Qingyi's situation, which is why he followed and hid outside their room to listen. Little did he expect to accidentally overhear this matter.
He truly felt sorry for his father—facing such a beauty all night, yet only able to look but not touch. If it were him, he would have thrown caution to the wind and devoured her completely first.
Before Chu Qingyi could question him about the eavesdropping, Li Xuan forcibly grabbed her small hand and placed it on his thick penis.
"Ah!"
The moment she touched the hard member, Chu Qingyi withdrew her hand as if electrocuted, hiding it in her sleeve.
"Hiss." Li Xuan drew a sharp breath, his body trembling continuously. His penis jumped up and down excitedly—just the touch of her fingers had given him intense pleasure.
"Mother, let me teach you. This is a man's penis. If a man desires you, merely the sight of your body will make it thick and hard. When it enters your little hole, you'll feel an unbearable itch and immense satisfaction. Your hole will instinctively tighten, releasing lustful fluids. As the penis thrusts in and out, the pleasure will intensify, making you moan uncontrollably—ohs and ahs of ecstasy—while your plump breasts sway beneath the man as you surrender to his movements. Soon, you'll reach climax, a sensation so intoxicating it feels like floating between heaven and death. I guarantee, once you try it, you'll be addicted." Li Xuan vividly described the scene of sexual union, his words dripping with provocation.
He knew that Chu Qingyi, raised in seclusion since childhood, had no exposure to matters between men and women. As an adult, her obsession with cultivating immortality left her with even less interest in such affairs. By now, her understanding of sexuality was likely inferior to that of a teenage boy in Jinling City.
This only emboldened the precocious Li Xuan, who instructed Chu Qingyi as if luring a child.
Given Chu Qingyi's status, those she had encountered before always maintained strict decorum in her presence, never daring to overstep even slightly. But Li Xuan was entirely different—half-naked, thrusting his penis, spewing vulgar and lewd words with utter shamelessness.
Yet, this clearly provoked a strong reaction in her. Especially those crude phrases made her cheeks flush crimson, stirring an inexplicable emotion within her. A strange, feverish warmth rose from the depths of her heart.
"Touch it, go on, touch it. This way, when you share a bed with Father, you'll be more familiar with it. He'll also find it increasingly pleasurable when he takes you." Li Xuan knelt on the floor, crawling forward a few steps, eagerly thrusting his penis toward her under the guise of preparing her for Li Ye.
A pungent, musky scent mixed with masculine energy assaulted her senses. Chu Qingyi instinctively held her breath, yet her eyes couldn't help but linger on it.
Under Li Xuan's deliberate guidance, her mind conjured the debauched image of Li Ye's penis penetrating her little hole. Instantly, her face burned red, and her breathing grew ragged.
Li Ye's probably isn't this thick... she thought to herself, the blush on her delicate cheeks deepening.
"When the time comes, Father's penis will be just as hard... Mother, I really want to cherish you..." Li Xuan knelt upright, his penis standing rigid like an iron rod, its fierce and menacing appearance utterly intimidating.
His face was flushed red with desire, panting heavily as he teased Chu Qingyi. His matted hair clung together, flying wildly with his movements.
His small hand could barely wrap around the thick shaft, leaving the large glans exposed and forlorn. A sticky fluid seeped from the tip, while the two small balls at the base swung back and forth with his stroking motions, occasionally slapping against his inner thighs with a rhythmic smacking sound.
In the sparsely furnished room, a chaotic aura of lust permeated the air. An unimaginable scene was unfolding in reality: a young boy knelt on the floor, rudely thrusting his hips, shouting obscenities while frantically stroking his repulsive penis. Disgusting, stringy mucus stretched between his palm and the shaft, producing wet, squelching sounds of depravity.
Just an arm's length away from him stood a solitary, noble, and pure fairy—her face as exquisite as a lotus blossom, her waist as slender as a willow branch. She exuded an ethereal, otherworldly aura, with a breathtaking beauty that made anyone who saw her marvel that such a woman could only belong to the heavens, rarely ever seen in the mortal realm. Her stunning appearance was so overwhelming it stole one's breath away, leaving the impression that no amount of lavish praise could ever do her beauty justice.
The woman and the youth were as different as clouds and mud—the former a celestial being draped in colorful clouds, the latter an ugly toad mired in filth. Between them should have stretched an insurmountable chasm, their lives destined to run parallel like two lines that would never intersect.
Yet, astonishingly, within the confines of this dilapidated little courtyard, under the dim glow of candlelight, the two were enacting an intensely erotic scene!
The youth was shamelessly exposing his repulsive member to the fairy, his body contorted like a boiled shrimp as he continuously stroked himself. His greedy eyes roamed over her, brazenly using her as the object of his lustful fantasies, devoid of any sense of shame.
Even more baffling was the fairy's reaction. Seated calmly in a chair, she made no move to stop his transgression—an unprecedented lapse. Instead, a suspicious blush tinged her delicate cheeks, her usually cool aura showing signs of disturbance. Deep within her intoxicating eyes lay a profound yearning, and her breathing had quickened involuntarily.
"Mother, I'm so uncomfortable… I'm burning up inside. I need to release this fire on you…" Li Xuan, driven wild by lust, was red-faced and gasping as if someone were choking him, on the verge of suffocating from the phlegm in his throat.
At that moment, his gaze suddenly fixed on Chu Qingyi's slender calves. Like a drowning man spotting driftwood in an endless sea, his eyes lit up with desperate hope.
He scrambled forward on his knees, his hands clamping tightly around her delicate ankles as he thrust his hips forward. His thick member slid snugly between her calves, cushioned by the soft flesh through her thin undergarments.
"Ah!"
Caught off guard, Chu Qingyi felt the sudden heat and hardness between her legs. Embarrassment and modesty made her struggle to pull her legs apart, but the boy's hands gripped her ankles like eagle's talons, rendering her immobile and forcing her to endure the humiliation.
"Ah… so tight… Mother, you're squeezing me so tight!" Li Xuan thrust into the space between her legs as if it were her most intimate part, his member unleashing its pent-up desire like a tiger pouncing on its prey.
"You… you mustn't! Ah…" A tingling pleasure radiated from between her legs. Chu Qingyi had intended to scold him, but her words dissolved into soul-stirring moans.
His burning shaft, hard as iron, pistoned between her calves. Under such intense stimulation, her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, her inner desires fully ignited. Every tiny cell in her body seemed to buzz with excitement, her mind going blank as waves of mortifying pleasure spread from her calves, climbing through her limbs and suffusing her entire being.
Li Xuan watched her transformation with immense excitement, especially the soft moans escaping from those lips that had haunted his dreams—a sound he would remember until his dying day.
His hands roamed roughly over her ankles, feeling the smoothness of her skin through her undergarments and the prominent curve of her ankle bones. Every touch sent his blood boiling with exhilaration. His face flushed crimson, eyes gleaming with triumphant delight, and his thick lips parted in a wide, slobbering grin, reminiscent of a drooling lapdog.
These were the jade-like legs of the Fairy Qingyi!
And now, he was handling them with such crude abandon!
To the outside world, Fairy Qingyi was a vision of unparalleled beauty, every part of her exuding an aura of nobility and purity. A single glance at her would make others feel unworthy, too ashamed to even think of defiling her. Yet here was Li Xuan, kneading and caressing her delicate legs in his grasp!
Had anyone witnessed this scene, they would have torn this audacious fool, who dared to profane the fairy, limb from limb to appease public outrage.
Alas, this scandalous scene, enough to provoke the wrath of both mortals and gods, was witnessed only by the two of them. And precisely because of that, they could indulge without restraint in the long-suppressed desires now unleashed.
His broad palm moved passionately over her ankle, the tingling itch gradually spreading. Chu Qingyi's consciousness began to drown in waves of desire. Her beautiful eyes grew hazy, her delicate face flushed with a deep blush. Her jade-like hands clenched tightly at her sleeves, her body stiffened, and she arched her head back, her breathing rapid and erratic.
The resistance in her legs grew weaker and weaker until, finally, she gave up entirely, allowing the thick, veined shaft to thrust roughly against her calf.
Even through her undergarments, she could feel the scorching heat and rigid hardness of his member, its excessive girth pressing relentlessly against her tender flesh.
A transparent, sticky fluid seeped out, soaking her underclothes. The slippery, burning sensation penetrated the fabric, rubbing fiercely against the soft skin of her calf. The searing heat ignited her desire, spreading like wildfire through her entire delicate frame.
"Mmm… Ah…"
She could no longer resist the overwhelming pleasure. Soft, barely audible moans escaped her lips one after another, while her honeyed core dripped with moisture, leaving her lower body thoroughly slick.
"Hehe, Mother… you want it too, don't you?" Li Xuan observed her reactions intently, his hands gently kneading and stroking her calf as his thick shaft thrust repeatedly between her legs.
The sticky fluid acted as a lubricant, easing the movement of his member against her calf. Transparent strands stretched and clung between them, as if symbolizing the ambiguous, entangled relationship between Li Xuan and Chu Qingyi—inexplicable yet inextricably intertwined.
His shaft was so long and thick that a third of it remained exposed with each vigorous thrust, deprived of any caress. Yet, despite this, the intensely pleasurable sensations sent shivers of ecstasy through Li Xuan's entire body. He rocked his hips wildly, like a pile driver, venting his pent-up lust.
"Ah… Mother, you're squeezing me so perfectly…" Li Xuan fantasized that his member was plunging in and out of her tight, honeyed entrance, enveloped by her narrow slit. Waves of exquisite pleasure washed over him, his glans tingling and trembling so intensely that he nearly lost control and climaxed.
"You! Ah..." Chu Qingyi's cheeks burned with an unbearable heat. She struggled to sit up, attempting to halt the absurd scene unfolding before her, but her desire-consumed body was limp and powerless, unable to muster even a hint of strength. Her arms, barely propping her up, soon grew weak and sore, leaving her slumped against the chair like a soft, liquid form.
The firm sensation between her calves made her instinctively clamp her legs together, her arches tensing tightly. The ten delicate toes hidden within her embroidered shoes curled restlessly against one another, while the soft flesh of her calves stiffened, inadvertently making it easier for the rigid shaft to thrust in and out.
"Mother, I adore you!" Li Xuan was utterly captivated by the sight before him—Chu Qingyi's peach-blossom cheeks, her eyes brimming with springtime allure, and the way her legs tightly gripped his manhood sent his mind spiraling into delirium. He longed to crush the enchanting figure before him into his very bones.
Like a dog in heat, he leaned forward, his thick, slick tongue frantically lapping at her knees, his teeth gnawing at the tender flesh there. His foul saliva quickly soaked through her undergarments.
"Ah! No!" Chu Qingyi's entire body convulsed as if struck by lightning. Waves of pleasure cascaded over her delicate form like a storm. The honeyed passage between her legs seemed to burst open like a dam, releasing its innate nature as copious fluids flowed out, dampening her undergarments and even soaking the chair beneath her soft buttocks.
Her body, weak and limp, could no longer resist Li Xuan's unrestrained play. All she could do was feel his small hands kneading and caressing her calves, his agile tongue licking and wandering over her knees, and that thick, unyielding shaft growing even harder, forcibly parting the tender flesh between her calves as it thrust and ravaged her brutally.
"Mother... you're so wet... so wet..." Li Xuan buried his head deep between her knees, his gaze trailing up her long legs toward her triangular region. He noticed that her pure white undergarments were already soaked, faintly revealing the slight rise of a mound adorned with dark curls. Her pink, swollen intimate parts were slightly engorged, and a shallow groove was visible, from which honeyed fluids continuously seeped.
His eyes were bloodshot, his flared nostrils inhaling deeply as if trying to absorb every trace of her scent. The intensely stimulating scene made his manhood swell even more, the head trembling as he teetered on the edge of release.
"No! Don't look!" Sensing Li Xuan's fiery gaze fixed intently on her private area, Chu Qingyi's mind reeled with a mix of modesty, shame, and tingling sensations. An unbearable itch spread from her honeyed passage, and a powerful craving suddenly surged from the depths of her heart. Unable to suppress the emptiness within, she instinctively tightened her legs and twisted her delicate body.
"Mother! Your son's big cock feels... so good! Ah... I'm going to cum!" Her unintentional movement only served Li Xuan's pleasure. The sudden increase in pressure around his shaft from her clamped calves sent waves of ecstasy through him. The sight of her exposed spring light and the relentless pleasure coursing through his manhood pushed him past the point of no return. A torrent of semen shot out, splattering directly onto the opposite wall.
The pungent, fishy odor quickly filled the room, its sharpness jolting Chu Qingyi back to a moment of clarity. She shoved Li Xuan away and, with a wave of her hand, erected a barrier to separate the two of them.
The unconsoled penis hung like a helpless long worm, with semen continuing to spurt from its tip, splattering against the barrier in front and creating ripples upon impact.
Li Xuan slumped to the side, staring dejectedly at the barrier. He wished he could grow a pair of penetrating eyes to thoroughly examine the person inside. Yet, being merely mortal, the barrier completely obscured the view within, not even a sound escaping.
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