"Damn, slut, so tight," he cursed, his voice ragged.
He pulled her hair once more for emphasis, then delivered another tight slap to her red-marked ass as he pulled his cock out of her abused hole.
The withdrawal was accompanied by an immediate, obscene leak.
His cream, thick and white, trickled from her gaping asshole, dripping down to join the mess on her thighs and the sheets.
She turned her head, looking back at him with eyes glazed with pleasure and possession.
"Master, this slave cunt needs pounding too."
The title, the seductive voice, the blatant need—it made his spent cock, still slick with her ass and his cum, twitch and harden again with impossible speed.
"Damn bitch," he growled, giving her ass another sharp slap.
Then his hand, still tangled in her hair, pulled. He shifted her position on the bed with brutal efficiency, dragging her by her scalp until she was on her back, her mouth positioned before his wet, dripping cock.
He stood over her, his cock hovering above her face.
"Want your pussy pounded? Then first suck it clean. It must have been dirtied inside your asshole."
Slap.
His cock slapped against her cheek, leaving a wet stripe.
He rubbed it across her face, over her lips, her chin, coating her skin in the mixed fluids of their joining—his cum, her lubrication, the intimate musk of her ass.
Shen Xiu huffed, a sound of dissatisfaction. In her mind, a thought flashed, clear and annoyed:
'Hmph, bastard nephew, taking advantage of your hot aunt. I have already cleaned all my holes thoroughly with soul force. How could it be dirty?'
But she didn't voice the protest. Obedience was her new language.
She opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick the shaft as he rubbed it over her lips.
She began her service with meticulous worship. Her tongue slid along his cock, from base to tip, collecting the mingled flavors—salty, musky, uniquely him.
She circled the swollen head, teasing the slit, tasting the fresh bead of precum already forming.
Slurp.
She took just the head into her mouth, sucking gently, her lips forming a tight seal. Her tongue flattened against the sensitive underside, then flicked rapidly.
Slurp. Slurp.
She bobbed her head, taking his cock deeper, then retreating, establishing a rhythm of oral pleasure. Her eyes stayed on his, watching his reactions.
"Hhmmm…"
He moaned, a soft sound of deep satisfaction. His hand gripped her hair again, not pulling now, but guiding, moving her head along the path he desired.
She snorted, a vibration that traveled up his cock, causing a fresh jolt of pleasure.
"Keep going," he murmured.
She obeyed, taking his cock deeper into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing.
The warm, wet confines of her mouth were a perfect sheath. But he wanted more.
The memory of Huyan Lanrou's throat, the way she'd finally accepted him, flashed in his mind. He wanted that same submission from his aunt.
His hands left her hair and clamped on either side of her head. He adjusted her angle, tilted her jaw back.
"Open wider," he commanded.
She did, and he slammed down.
His cock fully sheathed in the warm, tight confines of her throat in a single, brutal motion.
Her red lips sealed around the base. Her nose was buried in the coarse, red pubic hair at the root.
Both aunt and nephew shared this matching feature—a crown of fiery red. Shen Xiu kept her pubic area clean, as he preferred, but his own was a wild, masculine forest.
The visual impact was staggering: her face buried in his crotch, her throat bulging obscenely around his girth, her nose nestled in his hair. It was a tableau of absolute domination.
"Aahhh…"
He roared, the pleasure overwhelming.
He kept her head stationary, holding her in place, and began to fuck her mouth and throat with the same possessive fury he'd used on her ass.
His hips pistoned, driving his cock deep into her gullet, then withdrawing, then plunging again.
Gawk. Gawk.
Gawk. Slurrp.
The sounds were wet, choking, desperate.
Her throat convulsed around him, but she didn't fight. Her hands came to his thighs, gripping, holding on as he used her.
Her eyes, wide and tear-brimming, held a look of pained ecstasy.
The sounds of her slurping and choked gagging drove him faster. His balls slapped against her chin with each thrust.
Smack. Smack.
The dual cultivation energy, though less intense through this connection, still flowed, a subtle current of purification.
But the main reward was the sensation—the tight, impossible clutch of her throat, the visual proof of her submission.
He felt his cock swell, pulse, the approach of release undeniable.
"Going to fill your stomach," he grunted, his thrusts becoming erratic, deeper. "Going to pump you so full you'll taste me for days."
With a final, brutal push that buried him completely, he came.
The pulses were powerful, endless.
Hot, thick ropes of cum flooded her esophagus, jetting directly into her gut. Her throat worked automatically, swallowing, gulping down every drop.
Gulp. Gulp. Gulkk…
When he finally withdrew, she collapsed back onto the bed, coughing, swallowing the last of his seed.
His cock, slick with her saliva and his cum, remained hard, throbbing with renewed vigor from the stimulation and the cycling energy.
She wiped her mouth, catching her breath, her eyes dazed but hungry.
Then she leaned forward again, taking his cock back into her mouth, sucking and cleaning it with tender thoroughness, coaxing it back to full, aching hardness.
When she finished, she lay back on the bed, spreading her legs wide with deliberate vulgarity.
Her fingers went to her weeping pussy, spreading the slick lips apart, offering him a clear view of the hungry, glistening entrance.
She gave him a seductive glare, one filled with challenge and need. "Now, nephew, should fill his slutty aunt's remaining greedy hole as well, shouldn't you?"
"Of course, my dear aunt."
Shen Fei replied with a smirk as he shifted over her body, settling between her spread thighs.
He grabbed his cock, guiding it. He rubbed the broad head against her weeping slit, sliding it up and down her wetness, teasing her clit, coating himself in her arousal without entering.
He kept up the torment, watching her frustration build.
Her hips lifted, trying to capture him, but he evaded, maintaining the tantalizing friction without penetration.
"Master…" Her voice was a whine of dissatisfaction.
Just as she was about to voice a proper complaint, he slammed home.
He drove his hips forward in one long, unrelenting thrust, filling her pussy with the entirety of his throbbing cock.
The sensation of her already-sensitive, flooded pussy being stuffed with warm, hard flesh was overwhelming.
"Oohh!"
Her moan was a pure, unfiltered cry of pleasure.
Her back arched, her hands flew to his shoulders, nails digging in.
Shen Fei didn't stop even for a moment. He withdrew his cock until just the tip remained, then slammed it back into her cunt.
Thus, the pounding began.
Pah.
Pah.
"Aahh…"
Pah. Pah. Pah.
"Ohhh…"
Pah.
Pah.
The rhythm was immediate, relentless. His hips worked with machine-like precision, driving into her with deep, penetrating strokes.
Each impact pushed her into the mattress, made the bedframe groan, her body jolt.
The sounds in the room became a symphony of their joining: the wet, rhythmic schlick of flesh parting, the meaty pah of his hips meeting her thighs, her escalating, incoherent moans.
Her pussy, already flooded from her earlier self-play and the aftermath of her anal orgasm, provided a slick, welcoming channel that squeezed and milked him with every stroke.
He fucked her with a focus that bordered on violence, his hands gripping her hips, his eyes locked on her face, watching every twitch, every gasp.
The dual cultivation energy roared back to life now, flowing through their most natural connection, a torrent of purification and power exchange.
"Faster," she begged, her voice breaking. "Don't stop… never stop…"
He obliged.
His thrusts increased in speed, becoming a rapid, driving assault.
Her moans matched the pace, becoming a continuous, high-pitched stream of sound, words losing coherence, melting into pure vocalization of sensation.
Pahpahpahpah…
"Aahhaahhaahh…"
The wet sounds of her overflowing pussy being filled again and again echoed in the room, mixing with the slap of flesh and their ragged breathing.
This kept going, a relentless climb.
Shen Fei felt the pressure building in his groin, a coiled spring of pleasure tightening with every thrust, every clench of her inner muscles around his cock.
"Oohh… Master.."
Her third orgasm hit her, a convulsive wave that made her scream, her pussy spasming around his cock in rhythmic, milking pulses. It pushed him to the edge.
"Aaahh.. Take it all in, Bitch."
With a final, guttural roar, he slammed hard, driving his cock deep, the head battering against the entrance to her womb. He held there, rigid, and erupted.
Splurt… splurt… splurttt…
Hot, thick jets of his cum flooded her deepest recesses, filling her womb with warm baby-batter.
The sensation triggered another, catastrophic orgasm for her.
Her body arched violently, seizing, a wordless scream tearing from her throat as she came again, her pussy clamping down on his cock with desperate strength.
As the last pulses left him, the spiritual feedback reached a crescendo. He felt his soul force surge, the energy pristine and potent.
For her, the influx of his essence and the cycling power provided a fresh surge, polishing her Black Gold rank, though no visible star advancement occurred—her soul force became purer.
They collapsed together, spent, his weight pressing her into the soaked sheets.
His cock remained inside her, slowly softening. They lay in silence for long moments, the only sound their ragged breaths.
Then, a soft, golden light began to seep through the window. Morning.
Shen Xiu stirred, the practical part of her mind asserting itself. "My class…"
Shen Fei withdrew from her with a wet, obscene sound. He rolled off the bed, standing. "Go. Clean up. Don't be late."
She moved with fluid grace, despite her exhaustion.
She slipped off the bed and padded to the adjoining bathroom in his dormitory, her nude body a map of their morning passion—the red handprints on her ass, the bite marks on her breasts from his earlier attentions, the general soreness of overuse.
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