“Hiss… Shizun, you ambushed me!”
Suddenly, Deng Tianyu’s body trembled, and he let out a startled cry.
A slender, fair hand, soft as a bamboo shoot and delicate as ivory, had wrapped around his erect, throbbing shaft, beginning to stroke it up and down with a slow, rhythmic cadence.
He truly hadn’t expected Shizun to disregard martial ethics again and launch another sneak attack—and this time, all five fingers were deployed. Her hand, soft as if boneless, gripped his shaft tightly, pumping at a leisurely, unhurried pace.
In that instant, with his weak point seized, he immediately lost the fierce duel.
Of course, this couldn’t be blamed on Deng Tianyu. If anyone deserved blame, it was Shizun for being too skilled, playing things far too wildly!
“I never said at the start that I couldn’t use other methods to hinder my opponent, did I?”
“Tianyu was simply too bound by the rules!”
Ning Wan smiled a charming smile, a laugh filled with soul-snatching allure.
The hand that had been on her waist moved like a lively butterfly, dancing with elegant grace as if circling a flower.
As it fluttered and danced, her five fingers pressed close together, sliding along the shaft from base to tip. Sometimes, they formed a ring, tightly gripping the veins in an intertwined entanglement.
Other times, they loosened in succession, pressing close to the shaft as they squeezed and slid upwards, finally resting on Deng Tianyu’s glans, gently kneading it.
Feeling the astounding soft-yet-firm sensation from the palm enveloping his lower body, Deng Tianyu sucked in a breath of cold air. His manhood throbbed and jumped uncontrollably.
His breathing grew rapid. “Shizun, is this what they call killing the heart as well as the man?”
“The victor is king, the loser is a bandit. In any case, the result now is that Tianyu lost.”
“According to what you just said, don’t you have to agree to one condition of mine?”
Lying on her side beside him, Ning Wan’s beautiful eyes shimmered with moisture, full of tender affection and allure. She gently blew a moist, hot breath into his ear, her delicate hand ceaselessly teasing his shaft like fingers plucking at strings.
As she spoke, her palm increased its pressure slightly, stroking Deng Tianyu’s thick, long shaft until the veins bulged prominently.
Feeling the intensely tight, delicate, and soul-melting pleasure emanating from Shizun’s palm, Deng Tianyu couldn’t help but gasp.
“Hah~” Deng Tianyu breathed out a turbid sigh and asked helplessly, “Then what is Shizun’s condition?”
He wasn’t the kind of person who refused to acknowledge a loss.
It didn’t matter that he lost this time. After learning the lesson from this defeat, he definitely wouldn’t repeat the same mistake next time!
“My condition is very simple.”
“Those pastries you filially served me last time… at first taste, they were sweet and sour, delightfully refreshing. After swallowing, the fragrance lingered on the lips and teeth, refreshing the heart and soul.”
“I’m missing those pastries a little now. What do you say we should do about that?”
Ning Wan’s spring-onion-like white jade finger gently brushed her alluringly red thin lips. Her bewitching eyes, like silk, asked the question.
“If Shizun wants them, get them yourself. I can’t make this kind of pastry on my own,” Deng Tianyu faced off against her with an aloof expression.
Although he had lost in the previous clash, a loser still had a loser’s dignity.
Even utterly exhausted, he would not lower his head.
“Then how does Tianyu wish for me to retrieve them?”
“The same way as last time… or shall we try a different method?”
Ning Wan moved her alluring body closer, her full, dewy red lips lightly brushing against Deng Tianyu’s lips.
Then, she took his hand and guided it to cover her bountiful, soft breast, helping him make his choice.
Deng Tianyu still refused to bow his head, remaining cold and indifferent. “Shizun is the victor. How you deal with me, why ask?”
“Since Tianyu won’t choose, I’ll use the old way plus a new way to retrieve them!”
“When the time comes, Tianyu better not say I didn’t give you a choice!”
Ning Wan spoke softly, then sat up with her mature, voluptuous body. Her long, sleek, jade-like legs knelt on either side, her plump, soft rear resting on her reddened heels clad in thin, skin-toned stockings.
Following that, she cast an infinitely charming glance at her precious disciple. Her delicate hand lifted the fallen strands of hair behind her ear, and her head tilted downwards!
Under Deng Tianyu’s somewhat astonished gaze, she slowly shed her dress and then peeled two globes of flesh from her bellyband.
Freed from their restraints, the two full, breathtaking breasts quivered gently in the air like solidified mutton fat.
Ning Wan, naked from the waist up, slowly slid downwards. Her bare back glowed with a luster as sleek and moist as jade.
“Mmm~”
Deng Tianyu’s body jolted, and he let out a comfortable grunt.
He saw Ning Wan kneeling before him in a humble posture, lifting her proud, perfectly round, snowy breasts. She slowly placed his shaft into the deep valley of her cleavage, pressing the sides of her breasts with both hands, squeezing hard towards the center, and then slowly moved her waist.
The full, plump breast flesh clamped around Deng Tianyu’s ferocious shaft, sliding up and down. From a distance, it looked like two snowy mountains suppressing a black dragon.
“Hah…”
Deng Tianyu let out a long sigh. It was truly so soft, so hot. The cottony-soft yet heavy breast flesh pressed against the shaft, enveloping it from all sides.
It wasn’t just physical stimulation; the psychological thrill was even greater. Shizun, with her devastatingly beautiful figure, was actually kneeling on the ground, giving him a breast job.
His thick, rigid shaft thrust in and out of the deep valley of her cleavage, enjoying the service of Shizun’s massive breasts.
Inside the cave, it was almost as if one could hear the “squelching” sounds from outside.
Ning Wan’s three thousand strands of black hair drifted with the breeze. Her gorgeous, stunning face was flushed a deep red, her beautiful eyes glistening with moisture, brimming with tender affection and allure.
At this moment, possessing the lofty bearing of a victor, she imprisoned her spoils of war tightly between her full breasts, oppressing them wantonly.
The glans, sunk into her cleavage, felt like it had fallen into a swamp—there wasn’t much resistance, yet soft, light resistance was everywhere. Deng Tianyu subconsciously began to thrust, breaking through the surging waves of breast flesh.
Ning Wan opened her mouth, staring intently at Deng Tianyu’s thick, massive shaft moving in and out between her pale, tender breasts.
The vein-laced shaft pounded against her glowing white, delicate breasts, deforming the soft flesh. The deep ravine took on the shape of the shaft, giving it an ecstasy-like pleasure.
This kind of tingling, fine, numbing pleasure was long-drawn but not intense, perfectly suited for slow savoring and gradual appreciation.
Yet Deng Tianyu found it increasingly hard to endure. His hands constantly kneaded and abused those proud, breathtaking breasts, molding them into various shapes under his fingers.
“Tianyu, does it feel good?”
Ning Wan grasped the two soft, springy, smooth mounds with both hands, clamping them around the shaft. She couldn’t help but speed up the rhythm of her pumping, making the shaft piston within the deep crevice of her breasts as if it were a vagina.
He felt the shaft between her breasts was hard and scorching hot, rubbing against the smooth, soft breast flesh in the valley—an indescribable lewdness and comfort.
Deng Tianyu watched with satisfaction as the head of his shaft peeked out from the front of the breast crevice. He began thrusting from slow to fast. For a time, he only felt his shaft trembling and rubbing within a mass of soft flesh, indescribably pleasurable.
Driven by this sensation, his thrusting grew faster and faster. Ning Wan also closed her beautiful eyes and moaned.
The breast crevice grew tighter and tighter. After a bout of kneading and sliding, that shaft was already bulging with angry veins, its entire length hot to the touch, swollen and engorged, its appearance ferocious.
Ning Wan’s fingers moved passionately, stroking Deng Tianyu’s shaft. The warm, slick sensation of being enveloped made him exquisitely comfortable, and a strange impulse rose in his heart.
Deng Tianyu reflexively thrust his waist upwards. Ning Wan’s brows and eyes were full of spring passion. Her cherry lips promptly widened and took his glans into her mouth, the shaft instantly stabbing deep into her throat.
“Mmph mmph…”
Her tongue tip pressed against the shaft, lapping at it ceaselessly. Her small mouth gently moved back and forth, her warm, moist oral cavity sucking tightly on the man’s shaft as she meticulously serviced it.
Watching Shizun give him a breast job and fellatio at the same time, Deng Tianyu was immensely excited, his heart burning even hotter. His glans swelled to its limit inside Ning Wan’s mouth.
The soul-ascending pleasure made Deng Tianyu unable to resist thrusting fiercely. The tight, enveloping mouth instantly made his shaft swell even more.
His mind was already a blank. Almost out of control, he only knew to thrust with force, charging into battle again and again.
Ning Wan’s lips and tongue continuously sucked and coiled. The giant member in her mouth thrust in and out tirelessly, bumping against her tender throat time and again, making her instinctively accommodate it, memorizing the shape of his shaft.
“Ah!”
Deng Tianyu let out a venting low roar. His hands hugged the back of Ning Wan’s head tightly. The sensation of her tight, tender throat wrapping around him gave him incomparable pleasure. His shaft thrust deeper and deeper.
Fiery hot yang essence erupted without any warning, spraying entirely deep into Ning Wan’s throat. A large amount of yang essence even overflowed from her red lips, trickling down the corner of her mouth.
Seeing Deng Tianyu’s absent-minded expression, Ning Wan still held his just-ejaculated shaft in her mouth, wiping the residual semen from the glans clean with her lips and tongue before spitting it out with satisfaction.
“Tianyu, what’s wrong with you?”
In a daze, Deng Tianyu heard a familiar voice and only then reacted. Everything just now seemed like a daydream.
Thinking about the embarrassing sight of himself practically floating to heaven under Shizun’s oral service moments ago, Deng Tianyu quickly changed the subject, feigning a question: “Shizun, did you retrieve your pastries?”
Ning Wan, her jade face flushed a beautiful red, used a minor divine ability to clean her sweet mouth and spat lightly, “Wicked Tianyu, I’ve already finished eating!”
Returning to his true self, his heart as calm as still water, Deng Tianyu took a deep breath: “What time is it now?”
“There are still two hours before nightfall arrives.”
Ning Wan’s voluptuous body leaned into her precious disciple’s embrace. Her breathing was slightly rapid; she hadn’t yet regained her breath.
“Then we shall wait!”
The intoxicating, heady fragrance entered his nostrils. Deng Tianyu began to adjust his internal state.
“Don’t worry, nothing will happen to me!” Ning Wan smiled, her delicate hand gripping his palm. Her heart field was filled with a warm current.
Inside the cave, the filial disciple and the loving Shizun embraced each other, waiting for the night to arrive.
After an unknown period, the last sliver of light on the distant horizon of Crimson Flame Mountain vanished, replaced by darkness.
A full moon slowly rose, scattering points of cool, clear moonlight.
Almost simultaneously, Ning Wan, inside the cave, felt her body tremble. The curse seal within her quivered, and waves of extreme yin-cold intent began to riot.
The temperature of the entire space started to drop rapidly. Aura that was both chillingly cold and bone-deep freezing raged wildly.
“Buzz!”
In response, Ning Wan brought her hands together and formed a dharma seal. Instantly, the spell formation within the cave was revived, and the searing heat of the Earth Core Magma drew together from all directions.
