Free Web NovelChapter 41: 41. Taking The Shy One’s Virginity(18+)
Drip... Squelch... Tick.
Deep within the absolute isolation of the time-dilated matrix, the spatial dimensions of the ancient archive seemed to constrict around the central cultivation bed.
The architecture of the room was entirely forgotten, replaced by a tangled geometry of pale flesh, dark silk, and heavy spiritual pressure.
I lay flat against the dark silk cushions, my blue eyes reflecting the pristine view positioned directly above my face.
Framed by the pale, milky thighs of Ning Xuan, her trembling, reddish-pink folds hovered mere inches away from my lips.
The shy twin’s untouched cave was completely exposed, weeping a slow, continuous trail of crystalline nectar that glistened under the dim violet array light.
Every sharp, shallow breath she took caused her inner thighs to quiver, her soft skin flushing a deep rose color as she remained suspended by my unyielding grip on her narrow waist.
Directly below her suspended hips, the spatial arrangement became even more depraved.
Slick... Lick... Slurp.
Ning Xi remained anchored firmly on her knees between my thighs, her unraveled black hair pooling like spilled ink across my lower abdomen.
Her face was completely painted in the glossy, pearlescent remnants of my previous eruption, yet her fanatical focus had not wavered.
With her cheeks still flushed from the suffocating heat of my throat-stretching release, she extended her slender, pink tongue, dragging it slowly and rhythmically from the very root to the wide, pulsing crown of my eleven-inch weapon.
She was meticulously reapplying her warm saliva, using her mouth to smooth out the thick, vascular ridges to ensure the massive pillar was perfectly lubricated and scalding hot for her sister’s impending breach.
Squish... Squelch...
Raising one hand from her waist, I extended my index and middle fingers, pressing them directly against the tight, outer boundaries of Ning Xuan’s trembling cleft.
With an unhurried, commanding pressure, I parted the slick, outer folds, exposing the hyper-sensitive, pristine pink skin of her untouched sanctuary.
Plunge... Squilch.
Without warning, I buried both fingers deep into her scalding hot, inner cave.
The tight, unyielding walls of her pristine foundation immediately clamped down around my digits, desperate to reject the invasion yet completely yielding to my absolute physical authority.
"Ahaaah...! Master...! Mnnnh!"
Ning Xuan let out a loud, breathless moan, her head snapping backward as her body arched violently.
Her unraveled ponytail whipped against the cushions, and her fingers dug frantically into my shoulders for support.
The sudden, invasive stretching of her pristine folds sent a shockwave of pure, unadulterated arousal straight to her core, causing her walls to convulse in tight, rhythmic spasms around my fingers.
Down below, the sudden explosion of her sister’s moans only seemed to drive Ning Xi into a deeper frenzy.
Even as my fingers ruthlessly worked inside Ning Xuan’s depths, creating a messy, squelching rhythm, the bold twin kept her lips tightly sealed around the towering shaft.
Mmph... Chup... Slurp.
She continued to aggressively suck and bob against the heavy pillar, her throat constricting around the crown to draw out every ounce of heat, completely unbothered by the thick fluid still smeared across her nose and cheeks.
She was entirely focused on her role as the submissive tool of preparation.
"Look at her, Xuan’er," I commanded smoothly, my voice vibrating deep within my chest, causing the dark cushions to thrum beneath us as I curled my fingers inside her, stretching her tight walls further.
"See how beautifully your sister prepares the blade. She has thoroughly glazed the path for you while I open you up."
"M-Master...!" Ning Xuan whimpered, her emerald eyes completely glazed over as a thick stream of her internal juices began to run down my fingers and wrist. "It’s stretching... so deep... I can’t think..."
The visual contrast was absolute, with the bold sister completely covered in white essence while aggressively sucking the weapon to its peak, and the shy sister hanging suspended while her pristine inner cave was thoroughly opened and stretched by my fingers.
The sheer weight of my Spirit Severing aura locked them both in this precise, degenerate tableau, waiting for the final, devastating descent that would bind the younger twin’s destiny to mine forever.
Schluuck... POP.
With a sudden, powerful movement, I pulled my index and middle fingers completely out of Ning Xuan’s tight, over-stimulated depths.
The abrupt withdrawal caused her inner walls to contract violently, producing a loud, wet sound as a fresh wave of warm maiden dew spilled over my hand.
Before she could even process the loss of the intrusion, I shifted my grip, my large hands clamping securely around her slender waist and thighs.
I lifted her higher into the air, suspending her trembling, milky form completely above me, her dripping, reddish-pink cave positioned perfectly atop the apex of my pulsing weapon.
"Xi’er," I commanded, my voice cutting through the thick, musk-scented air with absolute, unquestionable authority. "Up on my chest. Now."
The sharp directive instantly pierced through the dense fog of primal devotion clouding the bold twin’s mind.
Ning Xi blinked, her glazed emerald eyes slowly focusing as she woke from her mouth-stretching stupor.
Shivering slightly under the weight of my Spirit Severing aura, she submissively shifted her weight, crawling upward over my thighs and abdomen with a slow, heavy-lidded obedience until she was straddling my chest.
As she sat upright upon my chest, her posture arched in complete submission, the sheer level of her degradation was laid bare under the violet array light.
Drip... Slick... Stretch.
A thick, silver line of saliva hung heavily from her swollen, reddened lips. Because she had been aggressively sucking the eleven-inch shaft to its absolute limit, the viscous fluid refused to break, stretching down in a long, unbroken thread.
It trailed over her chin, dripping wetly onto her exposed collarbones, before tracking downward over her heavy, pale breasts and running across the smooth expanse of her stomach.
The silver trail mixed completely with the thick, pearlescent remnants of my previous eruption, which was still heavily smeared across her cheeks, nose, and jawline.
She looked entirely like a piece of ruined art, a proud, elite cultivator of the Myriad Sovereign Sect completely overwritten and defaced by her master’s supreme power.
Her breath came in ragged, uneven gasps, her fingers twitching uselessly against my shoulders as she looked down at me, her identity entirely dissolved into the mess of her own devotion.
I looked up at the bold twin straddling my chest, my lips curling into a dark, entertained smirk.
The stark contrast between her current, essence-smeared state and her usual proud demeanor as an elite cultivator was thoroughly amusing.
"Ning Xi," I began in an amusing, low tone that rumbled directly against her thighs.
"Don’t you want to take revenge for what your shy sister did a while ago? She helped the shaft enter your brownish-pink fold with her own hand. Won’t you do the same for her as her sister?
After all, I think it is a sister’s duty to help her adjust to a shaft size and girth to my liking."
A primal, possessive spark suddenly flared within Ning Xi’s glazed eyes as the realization of my command set in.
A weak, breathless smile tugged at the corners of her sticky, reddened lips. The opportunity to drag her shy, trembling sister down into the exact same deep abyss of absolute degradation was too intoxicating to resist.
"Yes... Master..." Ning Xi whispered, her voice a ragged, throat-stretched rasp.
Slick... Squish... Drip.
As Ning Xi shifted her weight to firmly grasp her sister’s thighs, she pivoted her lower body entirely. Sitting directly upon my chest, she turned her back to my face, offering an unobstructed, intensely depraved view of her rear physique.
The view from beneath her was spectacular. Under the dim, flickering violet light of the archive’s matrix, the smooth, elegant curve of her spine sloped down into the pale, full contours of her flared hips.
The contrast of her flawless, porcelain skin against the dark silk cushions was striking, but it was the absolute ruin of her lower body that held my attention.
Because she had been thoroughly plundered during my earlier breakthrough, her narrow hips were still trembling with residual shocks.
From this angle, her swollen, brownish-pink folds were completely exposed, weeping a slow, continuous trail of her harvested nectar directly onto my collarbones.
Just beneath the dripping cleft, her tight, unblemished pink anus puckered and twitched involuntarily with every shallow breath she took.
The proximity was absolute, the heavy scent of her arousal mixing with the lingering musk of my previous release right in front of my eyes.
Shifting her weight on my chest, she reached out with both hands. Her fingers, still trembling from the residual shocks of my Spirit Severing breakthrough, bypassed my own grip and firmly clamped onto the pale, milky inner thighs of her identical twin.
"N-No... Xi’er... please..." Ning Xuan whimpered from above, her entire body shaking as she felt her sister’s touch.
Her reddish-pink cave violently contracted, spilling another fresh wave of warm maiden dew down the pulsing, vertical monument below.
Ning Xi completely ignored the plea. With a sudden, assertive pull, she forced Ning Xuan’s thighs wide apart, fully exposing the slick, over-stimulated entrance of her pristine sanctuary to the absolute maximum.
She reached down with one hand, her slime-coated fingers wrapping firmly around the middle of my throbbing, eleven-inch shaft.
With a cold, eager focus, she guided the bulging, pearlescent crown directly against her sister’s weeping cleft, forcing the blunt tip to grind heavily against the hyper-sensitive outer ridges.
Squilch... Grind.
Completely unaware of how thoroughly her own lower body was being displayed to my predatory gaze, Ning Xi focused entirely on her task.
Her smooth, elegant back flexed as she leaned forward, her small waist twisting as she used one hand to keep my towering, eleven-inch monument steady.
"Master’s weapon is so hot, Xuan’er," Ning Xi murmured, looking up at her sister with a tearful, mind-broken look of pure devotion, her voice vibrating through her spine as she rubbed the bulging, pearlescent crown ruthlessly against the younger twin’s entrance.
"It feels like a scorching pillar of iron. If you don’t relax your thighs, it will tear you completely apart. Hold still, Master wants you stretched wide. Let me help you adjust to his greatness."
As she delivered the warning, I brought both of my hands into play to elevate the debauchery to its absolute peak.
I drove the fingers of my left hand deeply into Ning Xi’s own dripping, brownish-pink folds, working them in a heavy, squelching rhythm that made her hips shudder violently against my ribs.
Simultaneously, I reached up with my right hand, my thumb finding the base of my shaft while my long index and middle fingers pressed against the underside of the suspended twin’s buttocks.
I began aggressively rubbing Ning Xuan’s pink, hairless, smooth anus, circling the tight node with a firm, stimulating pressure that shattered her remaining focus.
Ning Xuan looked down from her suspended position, her emerald eyes widening in absolute horror and arousal.
From her vantage point, she could see her identical sister’s smooth back, the dripping folds, and the puckered pink depth sitting right on my chest, acting as the ultimate submissive platform for her own impending ruin.
The sheer psychological weight of seeing her twin so completely degraded, combined with the blunt, massive tip grinding aggressively against her own hyper-sensitive outer ridges while my fingers thoroughly claimed both of their lower passages, completely shattered the last of her maidenly reservations.
Splash... Drip.
Her pristine, reddish-pink cave gave a massive, violent throb, sending a thick sheet of hot fluid cascading down the shaft and directly onto Ning Xi’s smooth lower back, lubricating the blade even further.
Slowly, deliberately, my fingers continued their dual manipulation. As my left hand maintained its deep, invasive rhythm within Ning Xi’er, my gaze remained fixed on the shifting contours of her buttocks.
The puckered, untouched node right before my eyes continued to twitch instinctively under the heavy concentration of my presence.
In this world, cultivators do not excrete. They utilize advanced cultivation methods to thoroughly dispel the impurities and dirtiness of the mortal body through their pores.
Every single part of a female cultivator’s body is entirely clean, pure, and devoid of any foulness. More importantly, because of their refined meridians, they can absorb the concentrated Yang essence through any passage during dual cultivation, turning even the most degenerate act into absolute pleasure and profit at the same time.
My thumb lightly brushed against the perimeter of that forbidden, pristine point on the bold twin, testing its extreme tightness.
The sheer realization that I could claim her from both sides, permanently rewriting her foundations through every available passage, added a dark, insatiable hunger to my intent.
"R-Relax, Xi’er," I murmured darkly, my voice vibrating against her inner thighs, forcing her to yield to the dual invasion.
"Your sister isn’t the only one who needs to be opened up today."
Ning Xi’s head fell back, a tearful, broken groan slipping past her lips as she leaned harder into my chest, her lower body completely yielding to the predatory probing while she continued to clamp her sister’s thighs wide open above her.
Squiiilch... Creak...
With the blade thoroughly glazed by the combined fluids of both sisters, the final barrier of resistance dissolved.
Acting as the ultimate extension of my will, Ning Xi braced her palms against her sister’s hips and delivered one final, downward push.
The blunt, massive crown of my eleven-inch shaft broke past the external ridges of the pristine sanctuary, breaching the tight, untouched threshold in one continuous, relentless movement.
"AHAAAAAH! MASTER!"
Ning Xuan’s voice broke into a high-pitched, agonizingly sharp scream that echoed off the obsidian walls.
Her eyes rolled back into her head, her fingers clawing frantically at the air as the thick, vascular monument tore straight into her deepest depths, violently forcing her uncorrupted walls to stretch and split around the immense girth.
The searing Yang heat of my Spirit Severing power burned straight into her newly opened meridians, completely overwhelming her nervous system.
Down below, the impact of the breach traveled directly through the shaft, violently jarring Ning Xi as she sat straddled on my chest.
The bold twin let out a sharp, sympathetic gasp, her smooth back arching completely as she felt the immense pressure of her sister’s tight foundation squeezing the weapon right beneath her own exposed hips, while my fingers canny and relentlessly worked their lower passages.
Squish... Splat... Squelch.
A fresh torrent of maiden dew and ruptured essence erupted from Ning Xuan’s broken seal, spraying over my lower abdomen and cascading down the length of the shaft like a waterfall.
I ruthlessly held her pinned at the absolute root of my weapon, letting her body shake and convulse in the devastating, mind-obliterating euphoria of her absolute subjugation.
The two sisters were now permanently bound, their pride entirely shattered and rewritten under the absolute authority of my sovereign claim.
