The Story of Two Dragons and One Fox: Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms Adult Fanfiction Short Story NSFW Part II

Mo Yuan~

There were many genetic characteristics Mo Yuan shared with his identical twin, Ye Hua. Physical attributes were a given, of course. However, he and his younger sibling were also identical in being abstruse, intellectual, deep and rational thinkers who dealt with most matters in strategic, reserved, systematic ways– often with cold impartiality and indifference.

The Dragon brothers were kindred natural born leaders. As powerful alpha males, they were highly competitive and behind closed doors; hotblooded, extremely passionate men with their favored type of female, which was also happened to be identical. Except they didn’t just fancy the same kind of woman. Rather, they desired the very same woman… Mo Yuan’s wife, Bai Qian.

The lazy Sunday evening started casually enough with Ye Hua coming to Kunlun Mountain for their usual night of informal talk, chess and tea. Both creatures of habit, Mo Yuan couldn’t recollect why or when they had switched from tea to wine. Then the sudden intoxication from the evening’s excessive libations snuck up on him like an attacking snow leopard in the arctic tundra– completely blind sighting him.

He didn’t see it coming and suddenly the chess match lost all its appeal. Mo Yuan pushed the game board aside, and surrendered to the tipsiness that washed over him like a pleasurable warming bath. It left his body, his mind relaxed, unwound and released of inhibitions. Moreover, it wasn’t only him who felt the warm intoxication and liquor fueled buzz. Ye Hua likewise was inebriated and quietly doing what he did best…which was watching Bai Qian again.

His younger brother was shameless. He was wantonly ogling his older brother’s young, and tantalizing wife with those hungry eyes. Like a predator on the hunt, his twin tracked her every movement with precise focus. It wasn’t anything new nor the first time Mo Yuan had caught Ye Hua visually stalking his sister-in-law, as if she were his next meal.

He hadn’t any qualms or misgivings about Ye Hua’s deep desires for Bai Qian and oddly, Mo Yuan didn’t hold his twin accountable or at fault. With his tremendous insight, he understood some things in life were more pressing, and significant than themselves.

Besides, only a fool would miss the powerful current of sexual energy coursing between Ye Hua and Bai Qian like static electricity. Even though they both made it a point to stay away from each other, a sort of gravitational magnetism tugged at them, whenever they were in the same proximity.

Mo Yuan had accepted long ago that there was something unspoken between Bai Qian and Ye Hua. For years, he had expected them to act upon their apparent mutual desires. However, they stayed faithful, loyal to their husband and brother never crossing the line.

It was only after Mo Yuan had imbibed enough alcohol that he had the nerve to ask Ye Hua, “You want her…again…don’t you? Tell me, when did you meet Shì Qī?”

His younger brother was fearless as he smiled coy and smug at once. “Dà gēgē, do I have a choice? If so, yes, I want Qian Qian… Indeed, again I do. We met before you two married but didn’t exchange names. You’re lucky to have her as your wife.”

The clinking of the lip of the bottle against their glasses cut through the stillness, as Mo Yuan topped off their wine.

As he’d anticipated, Ye Hua was as straightforward and honest as ever. After hearing such provoking candor from another man, who brazenly admitted to coveting his lovely wife, shouldn’t jealousy, anger or even resentment have been the first emotion to stir within him? Strangely, Mo Yuan felt stimulated instead. In truth, he craved to observe, experience and encounter things most men wouldn’t dare speak of, let alone admit to themselves. He was fortuitously blessed to have Bai Qian as his life and love partner. She inspired, aroused, encouraged and supported his perversity.

Also, now it turned out that Ye Hua was the one person he could trust to help him fulfill his wife’s most desired wish.

Before proceeding with his indecent proposal to his twin, Mo Yuan decided to set the stage by sharing a part of his and Bai Qian’s intimate history. “Did you know my wife tried to seduce me the first night she became my disciple? She was a young, little virgin barely 50,000 years old and I was and am her father’s age, an older man who had been celibate for a long time when she wriggled into my bed.”

“I woke up…” Mo Yuan faintly chuckled as he recalled one of his most cherished memory, then continued his account in his most relaxed tone of speech, “I woke up to her beautiful, young, blooming, nubile body straddled directly on my lightly covered midsection.” He gently tapped his hand on his upper abdomen to show where she had been perched on his body, “She was without a stitch of clothing and my head reeled. I was swimming lightheaded, bathing in the mouthwatering scent of her sweet honeyed skin. The heated, intoxicating perfume of her anticipating female sex had flooded my bedchamber.”

The potent wine loosened his lips, as Mo Yuan talked more this evening than he had for several years put together, “Initially, I thought I was dreaming until she purred in her feminine voice, ‘Shifu, I want to feel you inside me.’ It’s hard even to imagine a young woman saying that to a grown man, but that’s what she said. I was shocked beyond bewilderment and so wholly aroused. Still, somehow I managed to pull myself together and chase her away that night.”

Mo Yuan’s narrative paused as he lifted his clear crystal glass to the candlelight. The skilled vintner in him studied the claret coloring, then gently swirled the drink to watch the cerise hued-like teardrops, the many legs of the wine gradually glide and drip. The vibrant Burgundian beads ran down the smooth inner surface of its glassy container, before evaporating directly joining and merging into the burgundy pool beneath.

With his eyes closed, Mo Yuan deeply inhaled the heady bouquet in appreciation, then savored the wine he had created especially for Bai Qian. He took another larger sip, deliberately swirled, rolled the violet and blackberry accented cocktail on his tongue. The fermented liquor warmed, and rose to the temperature of his mouth before he swallowed, appreciating the evenness of its oaky finishing note that softened the tannin of the wine still lingering subtly on his palette.

A nostalgic smile took over from his mellow lips, as Mo Yuan shook his head in disbelief and amazement at the old memory. Even after all these years, it still was incomprehensible. Her brazen behaviors compared to his conservative, rational and cautious mannerisms. He and his precious Little Seventeen were complete opposites, yet perfectly complemented each other.

“Mo Yuan, you’re a God among Gods,” Ye Hua said. “Dà gēgē, such physical restraint is unworldly. What did you do after that?” It was Ye Hua’s turn to fill their glasses on their bingeing rotation, which he did to the very brim. Profound curiosity piqued his interest, as he began hounding his brother for more details with a gleam of excitement in his dark gaze. “Mo Yuan, what happened after that? Give me all the juicy details.”

Their risqué conversation was intense, packed with sexual connotations and undertones. It was the racy kind of discussion men love to share and have with one another. The almighty God of War was not immune to such male pleasantries. Mo Yuan too was just a man after all and he ended up responding without his usual delay, bragging as men do, when they find themselves in a sexually agreeable situation that other men would envy.

It was the free flowing wine, the carefree atmosphere making Mo Yuan divulge openly without his usual reticence.

“I tried in vain to forget about that night while in seclusion but couldn’t for the life of me. Bai Qian…was so achingly beautiful. Her yielding body was delicate, dainty yet luscious and voluptuous. It fit perfectly onto mine and she began to consume my every thought.”

“Every morning I awoke thinking of her and fantasized about her all day. My night visions of her caused my manhood to become hard like steel and dripping wet. I haven’t had a solid erection like that for over one hundred fifty thousand years.” Mo Yuan’s voice suddenly softened, as he continued his private confession without skipping a beat, “I was fighting my inner demons. However, a month after I refused her. Bai Qian cornered me in the wine cellar alone. She knelt before me and flattened then pressed her sweet angelic face into my groin, kissing my length over my clothing… I nearly fell!”

Ye Hua exploded. His boisterous, howling laughter was loud, booming and contagious. It infected Mo Yuan who laughed along with his brother. In retrospect, it was astonishingly amusing and enjoyable. He finished his story with feigned resignation since he didn’t regret a thing.

Mo Yuan sighed and added, “What could I do? I may be a God but I’m still a man. I bedded my Shì Qī and did everything imaginable to her, after approximately 200,000 years of abstinence. I don’t think she wore clothing for nearly two months. Everyone believed I was in seclusion, she was with Zhe Yan when actually I was in bed with her, touching, tasting, deflowering and claiming her as mine. Her energy level was and continues to be endless.”

“Bai Qian with that sweet innocent face, and delicious nearly virginal body writhing under mine kept begging for more, more, more and more.” Mo Yuan sounded as if he were complaining, but he wasn’t getting any sympathy from Ye Hua who glared at him now with jealousy.

Mo Yuan ignored Ye Hua’s ill tempered expression, and brought his conversation to its closure explaining why he had shared such intimate details with his twin, “After our first night, she was and remains highly inquisitive about, and somewhat insatiable for bodily pleasure. She always wants to try everything at least once, even sometimes twice.”

“My precious wife, Bai Qian, is the most highly sexed creature I’ve ever met in my life. Her sex drive is greater than anyone I’ve ever known, and the reason I’m sharing this information with you, Ye Hua, is that she has mentioned wanting to be with two men at once. I love her unconditionally as I love you and want to give her everything she desires…and that just happened to be you.”

“What?! Seriously?!” Ye Hua couldn’t hide his shock, and jumped up tensely on his knees from his lounging position. His eyes had been small slits from drinking, but now were open wide in surprise as he stammered, “Are…are you…dru…drunk, Mo Yuan?! You… You can’t be serious about sharing Qian Qian with me, can you? Brother, I’m concerned it’s your intoxication talking and not you.”

Ye Hua’s inquiry and concern circulated within Mo Yuan’s ears, before bouncing around his rational mind. He swallowed his wine, delayed in thought before he replied in a normal voice free of any trace of inebriation, “I was drunk earlier. However, I feel quite sober now. I want to give Bai Qian every pleasure imaginable because she had given me that, and continued to give me more since we first met. I would like to watch her with you, Ye Hua, before we both take her.”

Ye Hua who was a master of pose, attitude and facial expression could not keep himself in check after Mo Yuan’s proposal. He kept nervously scratching his open palm with the nail of his index finger, until the skin reddened. Carefully, intently, Ye Hua studied Mo Yuan allowing everything to sink in. He wanted to make sure he wasn’t crossing any lines, when he confessed with his usual candidness, “To be honest, I’ve wondered more than once what she would look like with you, and often fantasized about having a threesome. But do you think Qian Qian would be willing?”

Would his wife, Bai Qian, be willing and wanting them to take her both at once? Mo Yuan shrugged his shoulders because he didn’t know…or maybe he did…

Hours later…

“Shì Qī, do you think you can handle us both at the same time, everywhere?”

Mo Yuan felt the need to add, “The rules are the same as when it’s only you and me. If at any time you want us to stop or feel uncomfortable, all you have to do is say so. Ye Hua and I will stop immediately, all right?”

Bai Qian was exquisite like a work of the most beautiful art– almost too much beauty for one to behold…painfully ravishing. She was excessively gorgeous on the eyes as she sat back on her bent, and parted knees between himself and Ye Hua. Her long silky hair cascaded around her nakedness wildly. Like a satisfied feline after a warm bowl of cream, she looked like a kitten still licking her chops, smacking her pouty lips after swallowing all of Ye Hua’s essence.

When Mo Yuan caressed her beckoning femininity, Bai Qian behaved like a kitten too, pushing into his open palm and rubbing against him. She stared into his eyes and her lascivious gaze was pure honey; lustful and sensuous. Then similar to a clinging vine, she provocatively wrapped herself around him and purred sultrily, “Yes, I can take you both at once, Shifu. I want it all.”

To be continued…..

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