Mo Yuan
Spat! Plop! The distinct, almost sharp sound of soaking, drenched, weighted clothes hitting the marble ground. The soft, wet sound of smacking lips french kissing, was the only other audible noise heard in the midst, of drenched garments being pulled off, then thrown on the stone surface around the healing pool.
Their kiss was scorching as usual but with a higher sense of intensity, due to their recently heated emotional outbursts. Standing in the lukewarm, slightly above waist-deep water, both nude, Mo Yuan and Bai Qian hungrily touched and groped wherever their hands moved.
Seventeen clung to Mo Yuan’s neck and her shapely legs, wrapped around his taut midsection, just below his hard abdomen and above his sculpted pelvis.
Suddenly breaking their hot kiss, Seventeen pulled away and intently studied his cut lip, with an expression of remorse and regret.
“Does it hurt, Shifu?” Her voice tender with concern.
Mo Yuan smiled and confessed, “It’s excruciating. You have sharp teeth, Seventeen.”
She tilted her head towards the injury, closed in and seductively licked the blood from his lips and chin. Mo Yuan who was erect again, pushed his ready manhood into her receptive pink entrance. She sultrily moaned, dropped and rolled her head back in pure ecstasy.
Mo Yuan felt his inward thrust, push water inside her inner warmth with every invading insertion. Her body heaved and undulated as he bobbed her perfectly stunning body, up and down on his massive shaft. She was weightless from the water.
Seventeen’s expression of arousal was beautiful. Her half-opened, dark eyes fully dilated, a flush of becoming color crept up her smooth cheeks, and her full lips parted as she exhaled airily breaths with every delicious stroke.
Mo Yuan pulled himself out, lifted her by the waist and sat Seventeen on the surface of the pool. He pulled her thighs closer to the edge, so only half of her bottom was still seated on the stone. Spreading her creamy legs open, he hungrily licked and consumed her wet dripping lower treasure.
She shuttered and moaned louder as his tongue greedily washed, and swept over her sensuous intoxicating bloom. He slipped his third and fourth fingers of his right hand into her slick, silky entrance. While his tongue repeatedly beat her outer button, his fingers penetrated her at a regular, steady pace.
Pushing herself farther into his devouring mouth, Seventeen placed her hand on Mo Yuan’s broad shoulder, and a raspy gurgling sound came from deep down in her throat.
In between broken moans, Seventeen sultrily purred, “Yes, your mouth… Shifu, your mouth drives me crazy. The way you devour me… I’m ready again!”
Her full breasts and her body gently rocked, as Seventeen moved her hips and ground herself against Mo Yuan’s face. Moaning repeatedly in ecstasy, she swiftly hit her pleasure peak.
Mo Yuan instantly pulled her back into the water and held her close. Instantaneously, Seventeen wrapped her legs around him like before and he immediately entered her again. Groaning ecstatically from the exquisite sensation of being buried in her deepest inner core.
He pumped into her drenched treasure at a constant even pace, reveling in every breathtakingly, pleasurable stroke. Mo Yuan still felt the occasional internal squeeze, and clench like a regular heartbeat from her climax that tightened around his manhood. So rousing, Seventeen seductively licked, sucked on his neck and lightly nibbled on him.
In his ear, she confessed in a low husky tone, “Shifu, you just deflowered me but I think you’re turning me into a whore for your manhood. I love how you feel inside me.” Seductively, she groaned so arousing in his ear.
His eyes were ablaze with heightened passion, Mo Yuan softly asked, “Are you my whore, Seventeen?”
“Yes, Shifu… It’s all your fault. You’ve turned me into a naughty woman.” Seventeen moaned in her sultry stimulated voice.
“You’re going to make me lose my mind.” Mo Yuan growled back in a deep hoarse voice.
Swiftly, Mo Yuan pulled Seventeen’s light body off his sword and carefully spun her around. He pressed her body up against the healing pool’s wall and entered her from behind. His manly hands caressed, fondled and grasped her full but perky breasts. He rubbed, rolled and squeezed her hardened, erect nipples. The speed of his stabbing penetration quickened.
Seventeen reached down, brought one of his hands up to her mouth, licked and sucked his fingers most provocatively. Overly excited, Mo Yuan paced himself and struggled to hold back. The urge of release was strong and pressing but he wanted to bring her to climax again.
“Touch your breasts so I can stroke your beautiful flower.” Mo Yuan urgently commanded.
Seventeen still sucking his fingers, speedily moved her hands to her breasts, and provocatively pinched and handled her delicious edible nipples. Mo Yuan reached down and rubbed her outer, pink pearl somewhat demanding in a circular motion. His ramming, plunging penetration sped up, and she moaned with his fingers still inside her greedy mouth.
Softly, Mo Yuan asked with his mouth almost touching her ear, “Is my Seventeen getting close?”
Fervently, she nodded and was still hungrily sucking his fingers with more pressure. Her hot mouth and slick tongue moved, as if it were Mo Yuan’s manhood instead of his fingers.
Mo Yuan growled, “Here it comes. Your Shifu has a hot load of cum for my Little Seventeen.”
He roared fiercely and roughly pounded his thick, throbbing manhood into her pleasure-inducing flower, and immediately felt Seventeen tightening up around him.
She abruptly released his fingers and cried out, “Shifu, you’re too big…too thick. It feels like you’re tearing me in half… Don’t stop!”
Seventeen dropped her head back and loudly cried out screaming as she climaxed again. She internally grasped his ready rod like a tight fist. The tightness of her wet, inner walls pushed him to the brink of insanity.
The sweet, blissful rapture of pent-up, liquid release overwhelmed him as Mo Yuan severely jerked, wrenched and groaned while filling her with his essence. He knew he’d overfilled her like the time before because he was still spurting inside her. Seventeen made him climax so hard, and it felt as if his essence doubled in volume with her.
In between panted broken breaths with his sweaty forehead resting on her shoulder, he questioned in a voice of wonderment. “How can you feel so insanely incredible?”
The sensation of her tight grasp and clutching, inner spasms held his flaccid manhood inside her still. He lazily licked, sucked her neck and then bit her hard enough to leave a mark. Purposely, Mo Yuan branded her with his bite. Seventeen didn’t care. She was still reveling and indulging in the euphoric afterglow of her powerful orgasm.
Mo Yuan sat back on the seat in the healing pool with Seventeen still on his lap. Leisurely, he kissed her neck while gently tracing her lower flower. His free hand lazily moved from one breast to the other, stroking and playing with her nipples.
He asked in a whispered voice, “Did I hurt you?”
Seventeen nodded her head ‘yes’ and shyly replied, “But I loved it. Maybe too much. Is it normal for women to enjoy intercourse as much as I do? I love the feeling of fullness when you’re inside me.”
Giggled, she pressed herself deeper into Mo Yuan’s body and asked, “Shifu, isn’t this a sacred healing pool? I don’t have anything that needs healing.”
Mo Yuan whispered in her ear “You will by the time I’m done with you. I just need a little break but I want to be inside you again. I can’t get enough of you.”
Seventeen jumped off his lap and hoisted her body out of the pool. She sat right across from Mo Yuan, spread her legs entirely apart and exposed her lower treasure most obscenely. Slowly, she slid her hand down her wet body. Her hand coasted down her chest, navel, womanly mound until she was touching herself down below.
Seventeen waved her extended index finger and motioned it ‘no’ and purred, “Shifu, no touching. Just watch.”
She was such a tease.
Seventeen traced the outside of her lower treasure most seductively, while Mo Yuan watched her intently mesmerized as if he were bewitched. Touching, stroking and pleasuring herself with one hand while the other rubbed her nipples. With her index and third fingers, she opened herself for him to watch and slowly slid her fingers in and out of her pink, wet bloom.
He was starting to get hard again. Mo Yuan deliberately stroked his manhood to hasten his erection.
Seventeen looked wholly tantalizing, and alluringly touching herself with her perfected hand movements. She pulled her fingers out of her flower and hungrily sucked her honey off them.
Mo Yuan wondered how could she be so freaking arousing? He was astounded that he was hard again.
He was rock solid and ready again. Mo Yuan moved towards her but Seventeen warned in her taunting voice, “No touching, Shifu, but do you want a little taste?”
She teasingly penetrated herself again, and tormentingly extended her fingers out for him to suck. Mo Yuan leaned his head to take her finger but instead swiftly leaped towards her. She gasped in surprise, when he effortlessly lifted her body up and pressed her up against the wall. Securely, he held her by her round bottom and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He entered her lower treasure roughly but Seventeen was so moist she was slippery inside.
“I know what my Seventeen needs.” Mo Yuan declared.
Seventeen panted heavily and repeatedly moaned, “Yes, I love you being inside me. I can’t get enough. I like it to hurt a little.”
Mo Yuan swiftly thrust into Seventeen’s wet bloom. She was soaked and dripping wet. He was able to enjoy the exquisite sensation, of pumping into her lower treasure for a prolonged period, since he’d already ejaculated twice. She seemed to revel in the feel of his pounding invasion.
“Shifu, harder…deeper! I want you to do it so hard and long until I can’t remember my name. I love the soreness.” She cried out in ecstasy.
Panting and grunting, Mo Yuan delivered just what she asked for and gave Seventeen’s sugar walls a forceful, jabbing, internal attack. Her pleasure peaked again from his high ascending, rough insertions. She loved it harsh, deep and a little painful and on the extreme side. She just loved to be penetrated.
She begged, “Shifu, I want to taste you.”
Mo Yuan moaned at the thought of being in her gorgeous mouth, and lowered Seventeen gently to the floor. On bent knees, she greedily sucked the engorged head of his manhood. He was too fat for her to take him deep in her mouth so instead, she licked and sucked the head while her hand swiftly moved up and down his shaft.
In the virginal sense, Seventeen’s face looked so angelic, but seeing his substantial sex in her mouth was an exciting, erotic image. The sensual way her wet, rosy tongue swirled and twirled around his shaft, similar to the way one would lick sweet candy on a stick. He couldn’t believe he was ready to climax again.
“Yes, you are my naughty Seventeen. You’re going to make your Shifu come in your mouth. Is that what you want?” Mo Yuan asked in a ragged airy breath.
With her big, brown eyes, she looked up innocently at him but she begged like a harlot, “Yes, Shifu… In my mouth.”
“Suck harder… Shifu will give my Seventeen what she wants.” Mo Yuan groaned and panted. He was on the verge of climax again and the thought of coming in her beautiful mouth made his mind spin with intense arousal.
Placing his hand lightly on top of hers. He guided their joined hands swiftly up and down his thick, ready rod. His other hand reached behind her head, and gently pushed her mouth further down his shaft and growled, “Here it comes!”
Roaring from pleasure, Mo Yuan clenched, climaxed and watched Seventeen’s open mouth become filled with his essence. At first, she looked surprised, wide-eyed by the quantity of his release and then eagerly gulped it down. She then proceeded to happily lick off every bit of his nectar, on the sensitive head of his manhood.
After he’d caught his breath dumbfounded, Mo Yuan started to laugh. He was utterly astonished, by how many times he’d ejaculated within an hour and a half. He wasn’t a young immortal anymore. Seventeen looked up at him with confused eyes not understanding why he was chuckling. She assumed it was due to her lack of skill.
Blushing, she demurely said, “Shifu, it’s new to me. I’ll do better next time. More practice?”
“You did it perfectly but I think I’m the one who needs healing.” Mo Yuan led her back into the pool and lovingly sat her on his lap. He kissed and lovingly caressed her silky shoulders and skin with his lips. She relaxed and leaned her smooth backside into his muscular, defined chest. Both were basking in the afterglow of sharing bodily pleasure.
“Seventeen, do you love me?” Mo Yuan asked in his soft tender voice.
She replied without hesitation, “Of course I love you. You’re my Shifu.”
Mo Yuan took a couple of deep breaths and asked, “As a man?”
She giggled and answered, “Shifu, of course as a man. You’re a man. Obviously! Two women can’t do what we just did.”
She wasn’t getting it. Why was it so difficult for Seventeen to understand his thought process?
Tenderly, Mo Yuan turned her around to face him, and stared searchingly into Seventeen’s eyes and explained, “No, not just a man but your man? Your husband and maybe one day the father of your children? Do you understand?”
Deep fear flashed in her eyes. The playful smile vanished and Seventeen’s lips pursed before flattening into a line. She intently studied Mo Yuan’s yearning gaze and started to pull away speedily.
He held her tighter and insisted, “I can’t share you with Ye Hua anymore. I don’t want to share you with anyone because I want you for myself.”
Seventeen said nothing but her brows furrowed, and the pensive look of fear flashed and flickered in her dark eyes. She pulled away and hastily stepped out of the healing pool.
Mo Yuan perplexed by her behavior, questioned, “Why are you so scared? Why does love frighten and make you so afraid?”
In silence, Seventeen began to dress. She didn’t look at Mo Yuan, just replied, “You’re my Shifu. Why can’t we just keep things easy and uncomplicated as they are now?”
“I want more. Much more.” Mo Yuan’s aggressive tone reflected his intentions and desires.
With her back turned towards him, Seventeen asked, “Shifu, lower your shield. I want to leave.”
Mo Yuan paused and responded, “If you leave here now, I’ll go back to being just your Shifu, forever? I won’t come back to you again. Can you handle the repercussions of what will follow?”
She hesitated for a brief moment and without a single glance back, she began to walk away.
At wit’s end, Mo Yuan defeatedly announced, “Fine, Seventeen, go to Ye Hua. I’m done. I won’t come back to you again.”
Mo Yuan couldn’t see but Seventeen sobbed silently as she wordlessly walked away from him.
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Ye Hua
His first reaction was pure excitement. In his chamber sat a long-haired, naked woman with her backside towards Ye Hua. Believing it was Qian Qian, he raced into his room only to discover not only was it not her, but the worst thing he’d ever seen, it was Su Jin. Naked.
Now Ye Hua had a new disgusting imagery visual of Su Jin undressed. Yuck!
“Ye Hua! No, don’t leave!” Su Jin cried out when she saw him appear, but Ye Hua was already out in the courtyard within seconds.
There are some things one can’t unseen, and the first glance of Su Jin’s nude body was one of those revolting images. Ye Hua’s erection not only instantly deflated but it curled up into his body. The similar effect as jumping into an icy lake. Yes, it just shrunk up.
Utterly traumatized by such a nasty scene. Ye Hua was glad he hadn’t had lunch yet, because he would have surely regurgitated everything.
Ye Hua instructed his guard, Tian Shu, to take her away and burn much incense to rid the stench of her foul perfume. Also change all his bedding just in case she sat on his bed during his absence. He commanded to have his chamber cleaned thoroughly just to be safe. Ye Hua cringed in repugnance at the very thought of her naked body sitting on his bed.
Seeing Su Jin made him momentarily forget but there it was. The looming profound sense of defeat and Ye Hua felt disheartened. After discussing Qian Qian with his grandfather, and being ordered to cancel the engagement, Ye Hua realized in the end he was still powerless. Just like when he was with SuSu. He had the royal title and seal but he was nevertheless, only the Crown Prince and not Heavenly Lord.
Without a preplanned route, Ye Hua found himself at Tai Chen Palace. Qian Qian and Uncle Lian Song were together drinking wine, and Ye Hua decided to invite himself into their festivities. He was also annoyed that she allowed Uncle Lian Song to call her ‘Qian Qian’, because that was his nickname for her. Grrrrrr!
Fundamentally, Ye Hua was there to crash their party!
The first thing he noticed was the lack of noise or any sounds. Ye Hua noted how incredibly quiet it was, inside the main hall where they would be drinking. Instead of conversation, he heard the distinct sound of someone softly moaning. Not just any moaning but passionate sounds made during intimacy.
He heard his uncle’s voice softly whisper, “You’re so beautiful.”
Followed by more silence. Ye Hua pondered, was it possible his Uncle Lian Song and Qian Qian, were in the throes of passion without a privacy spell? Ye Hua turned to leave but his feet refused to move, instantly his anger and jealousy flared.
Ye Hua stomped in the direction of the sounds, and found his uncle lying on top of a woman kissing her passionately. In a sudden burst of uncontrollable rage, he roughly grabbed the back of his uncle’s robe and pulled him off Qian Qian. Much to his shock and surprise, it wasn’t her but the goddess Cheng Yu, underneath his uncle. His uncle’s ex-lover.
Privately, Ye Hua thought to himself ‘Oops! My bad!’
After his initial shock, Lian Song was furious. He glared at Ye Hua and shouted, “What the hell are you doing, Ye Hua?!”
Cheng Yu covered her blushing face with both hands, and swiftly turned her head so Ye Hua couldn’t see her face.
Ye Hua nervously stammered, “I’m… I’m sorry. I was looking for Qian Qian. Forgive me, Cheng Yu.”
“Well, Qian Qian isn’t here! She left with Zhe Yan. What are you waiting for, Ye Hua? Get out of here!” Yelled Uncle Lian Song who was enraged.
Once again Ye Hua thought ‘My bad!’ He’d cock-blocked his Uncle Lian Song most heinously.
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Bai Qian
Bai Qian’s head was spinning. His questions and request were reasonable and appropriate but why was she so afraid? Her Shifu had never hurt her, so why did her heart tremble at the very thought of being loved? Her distrust was baseless and she knew it. She knew he deserved much better. Profoundly much more, but the suffocating feeling of drowning overcame her at the mere mention of commitment.
As she walked towards Tai Chen Palace, she spotted Ye Hua coming out. He appeared flustered, flushed and red-cheeked. He saw her instantly and his dark eyes narrowed at her unusual appearance. Bai Qian’s hair and clothes were soaked. She was dripping water as she walked.
“Qian Qian, I’ve missed you. Are you coming to my chamber tonight?” Ye Hua asked with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
“No.” Bai Qian’s answer was curt and short. She began to walk away but Ye Hua grabbed her arm and held her back.
Ye Hua softly asked, “Can I come to you tonight?”
Aspirated, Bai Qian profoundly sighed and answered, “No.”
Ye Hua suddenly looked frustrated, angry and confused. He asked, “Why did you come to Nine Heavens unless it was to be with me?”
She snapped and aimed her inner frustration at Ye Hua, who didn’t deserve it. Bai Qian angrily spat, “You wouldn’t cancel our engagement unless I did!”
Ye Hua’s expression looked pained and he cautiously questioned, “You don’t feel the slightest bit of love for me? What about when we’re together physically? I know you feel it. I saw it in your eyes.”
Suddenly, Bai Qian glared at Ye Hua and bitterly screamed, “What is it with you and your brother? Are you sons of Heavenly Father or Cupids? I’m so sick and tired of love! Love, love, love! That’s all I hear! Ye Hua, I don’t love anyone! I don’t want anyone to love me! I hate love! Does that answer everyone’s questions?”
Sadness clouded his handsome features, Ye Hua dropped his hurt gaze and softly replied, “Qian Qian, you can leave anytime you want. I’ll cancel the engagement myself.”
Ye Hua turned to walk away when she realized her huge error. Bai Qian attempted to explain herself and apologized, “Ye Hua, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lash out at you. I’m just tired and I’m sorry. Being in Celestial Heaven makes me tense. I’m sorry I yelled at you. You’re welcome to visit me anytime you’d like.”
Ye Hua forced himself to smile, turned back and too casually said, “It’s okay, Qian Qian. Maybe we can play a game of chess if you feel up to it, and I know A-Li wanted to spend time with you too. Of course at your convenience.”
He smiled as if he were unaffected but Bai Qian clearly saw his pain. Everyone was hurting and suffering in this ridiculous love triangle between herself, Mo Yuan and Ye Hua. Privately, she was ready to throw in the towel and go into seclusion. Forever.
Ye Hua stepped closer to her and stated, “I’m sorry if you feel pressured. It’s not my intention to make you upset and I know you’re purposely pushing me away. Considering everything I did wrong when you were SuSu… I deserve your anger.”
“Get some rest. You do look tired today.” Ye Hua reached out, tenderly kissed her forehead and quietly walked away.
Watching Ye Hua silently walk away, Bai Qian felt like the most terrible person in the world. The massive, weighted burden was on her shoulder so cumbersome… She considered changing her name to Atlas. Why was everything so confusing?
Finally realizing she was soaking wet, Bai Qian used a spell to dry herself and walked in, to find Cheng Yu and Lian Song speaking quietly. Intimately.
Cheng Yu saw Bai Qian first and gleefully exclaimed, “Mèimei, where did you go? Have some more wine with us?”
Quietly, Bai Qian drank her wine and belatedly asked, “Lian Song, tell me about SuSu.”
Lian Song’s playful expression instantly darkened and he sighed profoundly.
He said, “SuSu?” When he replied ‘SuSu’ Lian Song pronounced the last ‘Su’ with a heavy exhale.
“Such terrible sad years. Those were dark times for Ye Hua. For SuSu. He loved her like crazy. I remember when he first came to me and asked how to make her fall in love with him. She was his first and still his only love.”
Lian Song poured himself another glass of wine, breathed and somberly answered, “Foolish boy. Ye Hua thought he could outsmart my father but we all know that’s not easy to do. He suffered from profound longing and she hurt from extreme loneliness. Poor sweet innocent thing.”
“She was meek and gentle. Quite lovely. Ye Hua just about convinced everyone that he didn’t care about her to save her, but the person he wanted to fool most was my father.”
“Of course my father knew the truth and did everything he could to split them up. Vile, terrible things. By the time Ye Hua got the royal seal, and announced he was taking her as his side consort, it was already too late to salvage their damaged relationship.”
Lian Song continued, “In retrospect, I can’t believe nobody noticed her practiced walks to Zhuxian Terrace. She was dead long before her physical death.”
Lian Song looked troubled thinking about SuSu’s tragic plight after so many years, he still felt haunted by her memory.
Filling everyone’s glasses, Bai Qian plainly stated, “Ye Hua thinks I was SuSu during my heavenly trial.”
Lian Song laughed out of astonishment. He countered, “You were SuSu? I don’t think so. Impossible. She jumped from Zhuxian Terrace. She’s dead. You do resemble her a bit but I don’t believe it. Is that why Ye Hua suddenly put the Soul Gathering Lamp away? He thinks you’re her?”
“Now it makes sense why he wants to rush your wedding. Poor kid, he can’t get over her still.” Replied Lian Song and slowly sipped his wine.
Bai Qian hesitatingly questioned, “Lian Song, in your opinion, did SuSu love Ye Hua? If she could come back do you think she would want him again?”
In deep reflection, Lian Song paused and wistfully replied, “She must have loved him at one time but in the end, I don’t think she felt anything but fear. She wouldn’t let him touch her after he took her eyes.”
“Hmmm, I guess it depends on her level of trust, but what she endured was utterly and severely inhumane. I’d be surprised if she came back to Ye Hua. How can one forgive something that extreme? That brutal!” Lian Song pointed out the obvious.
Bai Qian and Cheng Yu exchanged apprehensive glances. They’d discovered in a previous conversation, they’d both amazingly spent time at the same temple in Qing.
Bai Qian explained to Lian Song about the time discrepancy, between her mortal existence and SuSu’s death. She also told him about her forged slave document being written on silk. Celestial silk and Ye Hua’s crazy theory someone took her into the mortal realm, and staged her death. That someone being an immortal from Celestial Heaven.
“It wouldn’t have been my father that’s for sure. He hated her. Su Jin wouldn’t bother. Who would do such a thing? Who would so boldly defy my father? I don’t believe it. SuSu died that day.” Lian Song asserted confidently.
Suddenly, Cheng Yu turned to Bai Qian and asked, “Mèimei, did you check the records in the infirmary at the temple? They kept precisely accurate records with more information. I know I worked as a nurse and helped with the sick. Maybe you were impaired and they got the dates mixed up?”
Bai Qian asked, “Are you saying you think I’m SuSu? Do I look like her as everyone else seems to believe?”
“Mèimei, I never saw SuSu so I don’t know. Since you’ve brought up the dates not matching, I just thought if you saw another source of information, then you’d have more evidence that you’re not her. Unless you want to stay with Ye Hua? Do you want to be her?” Cheng Yu looked genuinely concerned over Bai Qian’s mystifying situation.
Speedily, Bai Qian gulped her wine and stated, “Jiějiě, I think we need to visit the mortal world.”
To be continued…..