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

Bai Qian cradled her handsome husband’s bearded face with both hands, as he lovingly laid her down on the bed between himself and Ye Hua. She stared intently into the bottomless depths of Mo Yuan’s soulful eyes…his gaze, like his name, an infinite dark abyss.

Sincere respect for Mo Yuan overwhelmed her. Only a rare man if any would be confident, or generous enough to allow his wife to indulge her secret sexual desires– craving another man to join their marital bed. And that the coveted third party was her husband’s twin, Ye Hua?  That he would spoil her with her most audacious dream left her overwhelmed.

“Shifu, are you certain this is what you want and you’re not just drunk? Are you positive that you won’t regret this in the morning?” She asked.

There was a sense of absurdity bordering ridiculousness asking such a question. They were already well and beyond the point of no return. Nevertheless, Bai Qian required some verbal confirmation. Mo Yuan’s permission was mandatory. After all, he was her lawful husband.

And after all their years together, he was still forever full of surprises.

It was good she was already lying down since she would have possibly fallen over, when Mo Yuan uttered the words Bai Qian never expected to hear coming from his shapely lips.

“I’m certain. If it’s alright with you, I’d like Ye Hua and I to take you together.”

Mo Yuan reached for the rounded amber tinted wine bottle along with the empty glass from the rosewood table on his side of the bed. He filled the crystal goblet to the very brim as he now addressed his brother. “Remember, Ye Hua, anytime Shì Qī says stop; we cease immediately…regardless of what’s transpiring.”

Passing the glass to Ye Hua, Mo Yuan watched his younger brother take a large swig before returning it to him. He took a deep, hard swallow as well, before leaning toward Bai Qian with the fermented cocktail in his grasp. He tenderly placed one hand under her elegant swan-like neck, scooping her in his huge palm.

He raised her head, so she may sip on the hearty vintage that would cleanse her palette of Ye Hua’s essence with its complexity of fruity, earthy wooden tones and flavors. Bai Qian emptied the remains of the strong liquor in one long savoring draft, noting that it was much more potent than Mo Yuan’s usual batch, which was strong to begin with. And the heat, the warmth of the burgundy swiftly coursed like liquid fire throughout her aroused body.

Bai Qian’s hazy mind was swimming now from the intoxicating wine, but the clarity to question remained. She needed reassurance… She needed to make sure she and Ye Hua wouldn’t be crossing any lines, or boundaries that could cause offense, or resentment in her harmonious marriage down the road. A ménage à trois? She knew better than anyone else that some transgressions could never be undone. Hence, avoidance and prudence were for the best.

“Shifu.” Bai Qian asked upfront, “Are there any rules that you would like us to follow? Guidelines such as not wanting Ye Hua to ejaculate inside me?”

The corners of Mo Yuan’s eyes crinkled adding further to his air of distinction, when he grinned at her question somewhat entertained. “No rules,” he stated most relaxed. “And Ye Hua can come anywhere he pleases…though, I’d prefer not directly on me if possible.”

Mo Yuan lightly chuckled. They all did. The spirited laughter was pleasant; it brought on a feeling of leisure and relaxation. It instantly cuts the tension between them, clearing the way for the erotically uninhibited vibe that spontaneously charged the already sexually fired up atmosphere more.

Mo Yuan took another swig of wine. This time, directly from the bottle and appended, “Wait, there is one rule… Your pleasure. My stunning wife’s enjoyment is the only command. We’re here to give you bodily pleasure and the fulfillment of your desires is foremost.”

She and Ye Hua exchanged surprise glances, and excited little smiles with one another from Mo Yuan’s intriguing statement. “Of course, Dà gēgē. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Qian Qian’s pleasure is most important,” Ye Hua breathlessly replied, sounding to her just as anxious as she felt.

“Then what are you waiting for, Ye Hua?” Shifu asked his younger twin. That was all the invitation Ye Hua needed, before eagerly diving between her trembling thighs that shook with anticipation of what was to come.

She held her breath. Bai Qian’s body tensed then went limp from rapture when Ye Hua’s warm, kissable mouth made contact, causing sizzling heat to descend upon her expectant skin. His soft lips caressed, and kissed the delicate surface of her highly sensitive inner thighs.  As if in prayer, his wet tongue followed the worshiped pathway traveled by his lips, washing across her thigh and over her female mound. Then with teasing, ticklish swipes, he crossed over to her other leg.

It was the worst form of teasing for her, painful even due to her need. “Please… Ye Hua… Please…” She begged.

Bai Qian restlessly shifted as she pleaded in her shameless whimper. Her lack of pride was well worth her sweet reward, when the exquisite sensation of silken inner coasting accompanied Ye Hua’s long fingers, now slipping deep inside her.

She gasped then sucked in air sharply. Her lithe lumbar arching, rounding off the bed with grace, as her curved frame pushed back against his hand in want of extra depth to his fingering. Bai Qian moaned brassy and loud while Ye Hua’s hand made love to her. There was tenderness when he continued to penetrate her most private, but yearning place with progressive and steady movements. His long digits gently tapped her internal sweet spot, making her body twitch and writhe. A deluge, a swell of her honeyed nectar flowed between her legs covering his plunging hand till soaked.

As Ye Hua’s long fingers intimately caressed her body from the inside out, Mo Yuan’s beautiful mouth found, covered and firmly held hers in an intensely tempestuous kiss. Bai Qian’s hard plum jammy colored nipples puckered tautly, stiffening like rocks when he began rolling them between his fingertips.

Mo Yuan’s fingers squeezed her nipples harder when Bai Qian reached down, and grasped his thick manhood now glossy slick from his fluids. Her small hand couldn’t fully enclose his impressive girth. Thus, she stroked the upper part of his sex with pumping movements instead, polishing the fattened bulbous head on her upstroke. The teasing meeting of their lips deepened immediately.

Mo Yuan’s tongue aggressively pushed through her soft bee stung lips, and into her mouth. His tongue brushed against tempting hers to follow and dance with his. And it did. They kissed with married tongues meeting, intertwining and winding like mating snakes; swallowing each other’s noises of pleasure.

Bai Qian pumped Mo Yuan’s manhood flawlessly. She worked his extended, portly shaft with milking hand motions, while Ye Hua continued with his wetness inducing penetration of her drenched inner folds. His deft, accomplished fingers inserted, withdrew, reentered and pulled back entirely only to plunge again into her pool of moisture with deep tunneling insertions.

Ye Hua spoke in a partial groan, “Mo Yuan, how am I going to enjoy regular one-on-one sex after this? I’m ruined for life.”

Ye Hua sucked in air as he drew his sexy bottom lip between his perfect teeth, gawking at Bai Qian’s lower treasure. His dark eyes glimmered dangerously, as his greedy mouth clamped down on her honeypot sucking up her nectar, before suddenly stretching back, too overcome by the sweetness of her honeysuckle flower.

“Damn, I nearly came tasting you,” he grumbled huskily with a strain in his voice. Ye Hua grasped his sex with both hands, and applied pressure to his pulsating precum drizzling shaft to hold back ejaculation.

Mo Yuan broke their kiss, staring down at her with a hungry gaze that devoured her with the rapture reflected in the pitch black of night windows of his soul. Moreover, when his manly muscular hands fondled, kneaded and massaged her breasts languidly, alternating from one to the other, all Bai Qian could do was squirm around moaning in delight from the warmth of his arousing touches.

“Shì Qī, did you hear that? You’re so sweet that Ye Hua almost shot his load and he’s not alone,” Mo Yuan teased. Hearing the smooth pitch of his velvety voice steeped in lust heightened her excitement further. Sensuality and pure carnal debauchery were in his tone, leaving her so dripping moist that she could feel herself puddle down below.

Bai Qian’s jerking hand sped up from her profound arousal, but Mo Yuan pulled himself from her milking clutch, hissing between clenched teeth, “Ahh. Not yet… That was close.”

Mo Yuan moved his manhood out of her reach, before his sensuous mouth descended on her chest. Gradually moving towards the creamy area above her breasts, he covered the milky skin with wet kisses, proceeding to the upper fullness of her bosom, where he began to lick her most teasingly. He toyed with her, kissing everywhere but her sensitive, needy nipples.

No, instead, Mo Yuan’s mouth made love to the rounded sides, the soft crowns, the weighted underside of her teardrop shaped abundances, until Bai Qian whimpered and her body stirred with desperate demand.

Down below, Ye Hua’s stimulating actions magnified her dangerously swelling need. His flattened tongue painted spirals, circles, swirls on her yoni before shifting directions; sweeping transversely and licking teasingly across her juicy female sex. Then with darted tongue, he switched to vertical motions, deliberately separating her lower lips. He licked her dripping crevice up and down, gathering every droplet of her honeyed nectar.

“Qian Qian… So sweet…so damn sweet,” Ye Hua whispered in his sensual voice which was nearly identical to Mo Yuan’s. It created more delicious ambrosia from her body for his drinking pleasure, while her airy whimpers, moans grew louder and louder from his ravenous dining of her.

Ye Hua’s palms slid under the junction of her thighs, and roughly groped handfuls of her soft twin peachy cheeks. He yanked her down, drawing her deeper into his mouth. His tongue slurped up her honey like a fiend with excessive selfishness, before taking Bai Qian’s swollen nub between his teeth most gingerly. With her hooded pink pearl so carefully caught, he rolled up his tongue around, enclosing the sensitive button then flicking it with pressured, repetitive taps. He rapped her just right, and if Mo Yuan hadn’t been laying on her upper body, she would have jerked straight off the bed. Her hips forcibly bolted, bucking and thrusting herself deeper in Ye Hua’s mouth.

The pressured buildup…she sensed it coming…starting from her thighs and creeping up to her lower treasure. Blazing heat grew then coasted down from her lower abdomen– the pressure and temperature fusing in her clit. The tingling sensation from being on the brink of her pleasure summit eclipsed, when Mo Yuan’s mouth shifted to her nipples that had been craving his recognition. He wildly licked, sucked her breasts and hardened nipples with abandonment, fulfilling their anxiously wanted demand.

Like a tightly wound coil in sweet blissful agony, her tensed body whipped back, when the internal explosion of delicious pleasure released all her tautness at once. Bai Qian reached climax hoarsely shrieking from pure ecstasy. But her screams merely became harsher, when Ye Hua suddenly shoved his tongue inside her love canal, while rubbing her protruding pink pearl with his thumb.

The immediate difference in oral stimulation from Ye Hua caused her orgasm to tower, soar, merging immediately into another climax that left her gurgling, and gasping for oxygen like a floundering fish out of the water. It was a struggle for her to take in air as she panted instead of breathing.

Bai Qian’s trembling, and shaking body writhed as she closed her legs to lock Ye Hua out. She weakly draped her arms around Mo Yuan’s thick neck as her chest rose, and fell from her shallow, labored respiration.

When she finally opened her dreamy post orgasm eyes, it was to an unreadable little smile on her husband’s face. Mo Yuan lightly kissed the tip of her nose, and wiped away the traces of perspiration off her forehead.

But her heavy lidded bedroom eyes widened in astonishment when Mo Yuan declared, “Stay still, Shì Qī. We’re going to switch places. It’s my turn to devour you now.” Ye Hua heard his brother and teased, “Qian Qian, Mo Yuan is going to give you a mustache ride!”

Mo Yuan and Ye Hua flipped positions. And as they passed each other, the brothers exchanged acknowledging glances, while Bai Qian drank in their marvelous physical supremacy. Though they were identical twins, due to their vast age difference, they had very different physiques.

Ye Hua’s sinewy and taut form like a hunting cat was defined, moving with confident agility. His silky soft skin cried out Young Crown Prince, smooth as a baby he was; black straight body hair only under his armpits with a small nest at the base of his exquisite shaft. His manly sacs were smaller and tighter to his body with less hair, making her want to suck on them…again. He was perfection.

Mo Yuan’s muscular, brawny physique spoke volumes and showed why he was the God of War. Everything about him said power with even the most casual of bodily movement giving his immense strength away. His black, coarse body hair on his defined pectorals trailed a happy line to his expressive manhood snuggled in a dense, coarse nest. His large, heavy male pouches were also thickly covered. He had a manly body because he was all man.

Looking at her gorgeous men made her drenched, overflowing with juices. Bai Qian purred lustily at her husband, “Mo Yuan… Looking at your naked body only make me wetter… Come and lick my soaked lower treasure now.”

Mo Yuan smiled that sexy smirk that made his lip curl higher on one side, when she called him by name. His shoulder muscles ripped flowing under his naturally tanned complexion, when he crawled between her parted thighs, and a faint moan of arousal escaped his lips.

“Your lips are so swollen and juicy. Here comes my tongue to lick you clean,” Mo Yuan half snarled as his big strong hands widened her spread more for his dining.

Mo Yuan slipped his open palms under her derriere, and raised her to his mouth before lightly blowing on her delicate fleshy pleats. Slowly…deliberately…his tongue licked a repetitious pathway from her dark star to her lower lips, sweeping passages up and down, avoiding the excessively sensitive hooded dewdrop.

She groaned when his wet tongue ran over her puckered area, leaving her shiny and moist from his saliva. While Mo Yuan licked her most private opening, Ye Hua’s shapely mouth found hers, and his passionate kisses tasted sinfully sweet making her yearn for something more.

Bai Qian pulled her lips from Ye Hua’s in need of his attention on another part of her body. During their time of ecstasy at the Eastern Sea, he sucked her breasts constantly and she never forgot the exhilarating feeling. “Ye Hua, I want my breasts in your mouth…again.”

Ye Hua grinned… No, he smirked with cocky smugness as she held her breasts out to him, offering them to her brother-in-law, the conjurer of her immoral temptations. In her hands, her breasts overflowed her small palms. Bai Qian presented herself to him so readily, perhaps too eagerly but then she was well past the point of caring.

A faint humming growl of pleasure rose from deep down in Ye Hua’s throat, as he forcibly cupped, fondled and squeezed both breasts then pushed them together. He licked Bai Qian’s berry-like nipples side to side horizontally, biting and sucking with pressure. He was rough with her, stretching them with a powerful suctioning pull and she couldn’t get enough.

He released her bountiful breasts. Ye Hua’s roaming mouth now hungrily moved from one to the other, sucking and pulling on her upraised nipples with force. The nipple that wasn’t in his mouth he rotated, pinching firmly between his strong fingertips.

All the while Mo Yuan maintained his same steady penetration of her. With two of his long thick fingers inside Bai Qian’s sugar walls, and one inside her tight back entrance, an enormous tidal wave, like a massive tsunami of euphoric rapture, overwhelmed her. And an unbelievable climax hit her instantaneously.

Bai Qian came again.

Her loud echoing mews grew sharper and more boisterous, when Mo Yuan’s pointed tongue whacked her clit with quick pressured flicks, as his large fingers penetrated both her places at once. An electric current discharged from her belly button to her hammering clitoris, coursing through her body like a bolt of white hot lightning with earth shattering, furious intensity.

She was sinking, suffocating and drowning in too much pleasure.

Bai Qian whipped her head side to side, wildly grinding herself against Mo Yuan’s mouth as he devoured with eagerness. Vigorously she thrust her breasts deeper in Ye Hua’s beautifully greedy mouth screaming incoherently. “I can’t… Aa… Ahhh… Please… Don’t stop… Ahh… My God…”

The sheer intensity and force of her subsequent orgasm abruptly cut off her screaming.

Her body spasm and convulsed uncontrollably. Everything from the waist down was pulsating, throbbing with a rapid, steady, measured beat stemming from her pounding clitoris. The muscles in her intimate inner walls, and lower abdomen followed the same impulsed cadence; contracting, releasing, tightening again, again and again.

Her entire being, every part of her felt incredibly weightless, as Bai Qian blissfully floated on her post climatic state of rapture. She was scarcely conscious of her body being effortlessly lifted by Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan’s powerful arms held her high before flipping, her and facing her away from him. Bai Qian instinctively spread her legs wide to straddle his defined hips. In his palm, his glossy fat manhood was pushed away from his body and aimed towards her sex. Pressured force met at her moist gate before his swollen mushroomed head parted, pushed and led the way into her. The remainder of his urgent readiness disappeared into her depths, as he lowered her to skate down on his stout manhood.

Bai Qian’s pink lower lips spread to encircle his girth tightly like a snug band, while she still twitched within from climax. The saturation of his sex stretched her to full capacity. Mo Yuan’s demand for her womanly sheathing was extreme. His extended length and massive circumference indicated his need.

“So tight…and hot.” Mo Yuan rasped as if in discomfort from her snug internal hold, when she bottomed out sitting perched; taking all of him entirely into her tight, compact space.

He wanted more, a fuller rubbing contact… His huge hands firmly gripped the sides of her voluptuous hips, pulling her back and forth creating slick hot grinding friction between their bodies. The excessive wetness pouring down from her, where they connected coated his course dark pubic hair and large male pouches.

Bai Qian made and held eye contact with Ye Hua while riding Mo Yuan. She loved the feeling of being observed by him, and this knowledge only made her more fearless. Ye Hua’s gaze flickered with dangerously percolating desire. His sex grew thicker with restless need, as he watched her ride Mo Yuan with absolute abandonment and without inhibitions.

Seeing Ye Hua’s reaction merely increased Bai Qian’s arousal causing herself tighten up around Mo Yuan.

The crushing hold encircling his shaft caused Mo Yuan to harshly grunt, and gnarl with every skyward insertion making Ye Hua’s sex twitch even more with impatience. She turned up the heat, yet remained still so he could watch Mo Yuan bang into her with authority. Though Bai Qian stayed utterly stationary, her full breasts wiggled, and bounced from the force of Mo Yuan hoisting his powerful hips, thrusting into her sloppy wetness with punching, ascending strokes.

“Watching you two is so hot,” Ye Hua murmured, biting his sexy bottom lip when he heard the wet, squishy sound of their sexes joining as Mo Yuan pounded into Bai Qian.

Both Bai Qian’s mouth and pink lower slit watered, as she now stared at Ye Hua’s substantial length and generous width growing. Anticipating the feel of both men inside her at once, she began rubbing herself upon Mo Yuan’s pelvis like a swinging pendulum. He panted beastly with every hip snapping rotation of her curvy swaying body, before grabbing her sides to slow her movements on him.

“Slow down, Shì Qī. You’re going to make me cum before Ye Hua joins us,” Mo Yuan grunted.

It was time to bring Ye Hua into the picture.

He raised her body off him before Mo Yuan easily spun her around, and sank her back down upon his slick, throbbing rod. Wrapping his arms around her mid back, he pulled and sloped her upper body toward him, until they were level with her breasts directly on his chest. The change in angle caused her derriere to raise, and present for Ye Hua with Mo Yuan still burrowed inside her.

Ye Hua took his place behind her between Mo Yuan’s legs, his powerful hands groping, massaging and squeezing her cheeks. Then roughly he slapped the right side of her round bubbly bottom, leaving behind an angry red hand print on her fair skin.

Bai Qian gasped aloud from the pain, when Ye Hua slapped the other cheek now just as hard as before. Then he parted her sweet cakes to knead her most personal entry with his pressured thumb. His voice was thick, husky, saturated in lust when he spoke, “I need to wet myself, Mo Yuan.”

Mo Yuan raised Bai Qian’s suggestively sprawled out body by her narrow waistline, then forward off his glossy sex toward Ye Hua’s outstretched hands. Her juices dripped down her thighs like liquid ambrosia, drizzling her creamy vanilla glaze on her husband’s flawlessly defined six-pack abdomen, as he passed her to his twin.

Ye Hua’s slender but sturdy hands grabbed her with athletic ease and drew her to him. Her mouth watered more because he smelled of earthy, musky tones and sex. He reeked of sex. A fresh swell of blood crimsoned Bai Qian’s face feverishly from both his tantalizing scent, and the feeling of his strong hands touching her.

Intimately, deliberately and fully, Ye Hua stroked his expansion slowly against her most outer folds.

The teasing, rubbing sensation on her sex was nearly too much to bear, and Bai Qian squirmed restlessly, anxiously against him in need of his hammering infiltration. He was driving her insane toying with her, and the taunting only intensified as Ye Hua slowly, too slowly gathered her honey on himself. The smooth sweeping persisted to a degree of madness. Only after lubricating himself drenched did he give her sweet relief, and enter the heart of her femininity.

The pleasure of his delayed entry made her cream all over him, and a deluge of heated fluids welcomed his internal joining. Bai Qian bit down on the tender inside of her lip, and suppressed the urge to scream from rapture, when Ye Hua burrowed his abundant demand, then dove into the furthest abyssal point of her core. The length of his desperation deeply fulfilled her place of yearning, and the sounds of his pleasure made her body shudder with arousal.

He grunted, growled like a beast then abruptly dropped his head back, and groaned through parted lips. Ye Hua snarled as his fingertips bored into her flesh. He clutched her hips fast to his thrusting pelvis, while immersing himself in her slippery syrup. The force behind his demanding entries quickened, before he suddenly withdrew entirely to rub himself onto the most private spot on her body, ready, eager with the desire to begin…

Ye Hua pushed into her. The pressure was slight and minimal when he thrust against Bai Qian’s back door. It wasn’t painful but her body clenched nonetheless. Mo Yuan sensed her body’s tautness and intentionally raised his hips, rubbing into her to increase her stimulation. She followed her husband’s direction; swaying and tilting her curvaceous hips backward and forward; over and under; up and down for the desired friction.

With her fleshy swollen folds entirely separated, and hugging his magnificent girth the way a lover snugly embraces their beloved, she rocked upon Mo Yuan. The profusion of moisture between them allowed her perfect slippage to create a stroking massage, and buildup heat. There was just enough stretch to pull, drag her sex over and across his tight foreskin that barely stretched, due to his immense expansion from her gliding movements, but it was enough to do the trick.

She rode him with experience. She rode him with skill. Bai Qian humped against him while they stared at one another, drowning in each other’s lustful gazes, moaning in unison from the sensuous, slippery ride as she rubbed herself on him provocatively.

Bai Qian’s face sank to his. Their faces were mere inches apart, when most seductively she licked across Mo Yuan’s parted lips and purred, “Mo Yuan…why do you make me so wet and greedy for you?” Her extended tongue brushed crosswise on his beautiful mouth, grazed against his elongated tongue, which tasted like a sweet concoction of wine and her treasure. Their wet tongues danced, made love, fought playfully before he vocalized in his alluring voice, murmuring, “I can feel your treasure split apart and draped around me hot and soaking wet.”

“I can’t wait to get back inside you,” he continued. “My manhood is throbbing to tear you further apart.” Mo Yuan’s wet tongue looped around hers, and they kissed passionately again before he whispered inches from her face, “I’m going to come so hard in you and overfill that sweet flower with my hot seeds. Are you ready?”

“Ahhh, yes… Shifu, I’m eager to take you both,” Bai Qian purred grinding herself into him harder, groaning until her breath ran out.

Sudden eagerness brought more heat to her lower treasure, and the need for both her men at once in delicious double penetration overwhelmed her. Bai Qian’s liquid poured from her again as her hips briskly gyrated. She swiped then rode faster, faster and even faster upon Mo Yuan; preparing herself, heightening her arousal for Ye Hua to access and enter the tightest opening on her. Her overly stimulated and hungry body…demanded it.

Bai Qian’s dark eyes excitedly sparkled, when she glanced back over her shoulder at Ye Hua. They made eye contact. Her lustful gaze precisely mirrored his when she eagerly thrust out her bottom, presenting and luring, tempting him to take her.

He watched her with a cocky smirk, and swiftly stepped up close enough for Bai Qian to feel his straight pubic hair pressing against her skin. She heard him take several deep breaths through his mouth, while massaging his precum dripping head on the entryway she desired, craved and ached for him to pass through.

Ye Hua took hold of her shoulder with one hand. His other securely gripped her sweet cakes, and spread them apart somewhat indecently. She felt his body slink behind her again like a panther. Then…pressure against her back door and push back from her body, resisting his manhood’s penetration.

Ye Hua’s lean physique moved more as he altered, and adjusted his stance steadily before his hips subtly dipped, when he bumped into her a little harder. Bai Qian’s body gave way to his push and allowed his phallus access – only minor – to the most shallow part of her. Controlling his thrusting with skill, he worked from there, pulling out and pushing into the same superficial depth repeatedly.

Greed overcame her and she craved to take all of him immediately. However, Ye Hua was giving Bai Qian time to grow used to the stretching and filling sensation, while monitoring her body for tension. His strokes were crawling, slow, depth less insertions until the moment her body slacked. Observing this, he delivered more of himself until she gasped aloud. Her rigid body lurched forward from the internal pressure, stabbing and stiffened instantly.

“Shì Qī, relax your body…breath…and you’ll be able to accommodate all of Ye Hua as you do with me,” Mo Yuan coached in his quiet and soothing voice, while tenderly cradling her face in both hands. His expression softened as he gazed into her eyes with concern, and spoke to his twin without looking away, “Ye Hua, more moisture. Make sure it’s wet.”

Ye Hua said nothing but generously spat on himself and her without pulling out. After his saliva had smeared on both himself and Bai Qian, he coasted into her a few more inches with carefully measured thrusts. He traveled deeper into her from the added moisture and she tensed again– though not as much as before.

It wasn’t painful, just uncomfortable so Bai Qian held back her body’s urge to heave forward again. Instead, she focused on keeping her breathing steady, and her body loosened to be able to absorb what Ye Hua delivered. The feeling of his anal penetration gradually transformed from tense discomfort to warm pleasure. It didn’t take long before her panting changed into mewing groans, and moans of gratification.

With the initial discomfort passed, sweet sexual satisfaction quickly took its place. Bai Qian sharply curved her lower back like a stretching kitten, and shoved her bottom towards Ye Hua for more. He correctly interpreted her body language, gave her what she yearned and advanced further, slipping in completely. The moment he was fully submerged, he choked audibly from the crushing hold around his throbbing sex, and roughly gouged his stiffened fingertips into her peach hued flesh.

“Aaaahh. Yes…so big!” Bai Qian cried hoarse and brassy from deep down in her throat.

The pressure and force were still moderately uncomfortable. However, the abundance, fullness, denseness intensity were also strangely blissful and euphoric. It wasn’t long before it was just bliss as Ye Hua’s penetration became steady, smooth, hard and rough all at once. Perfection.

The explicit nature of their sexual act had her on fire, and her physical excitement intensified off the charts, when Ye Hua proceeded to shove three of his fingers inside her lower treasure. He infiltrated both places at once with aggressive inclinations, his fingers making her crave something much, much bigger.

Bai Qian turned her lustful gaze on her husband and moaned to Mo Yuan like a harlot, “I want you… I need you inside me too. More, I want more.”

Bai Qian was more than ready for her husband to participate. Mo Yuan’s black eyes glistened with hunger like two serendibite stones, anxious as he was to join in after being ridden rock hard by her.

Mo Yuan’s big hands rapidly reached for her, and grabbed her by the waist at the same time Ye Hua guided her body up to his twin. The hand off of her body was surprisingly smooth again considering he hadn’t withdrawn, and was still inside her. However, when Mo Yuan pushed into her inner warmth somewhat impatiently, Ye Hua tensed because he could feel Mo Yuan’s manhood enter, taking away half her intimate space. The full length of his twin’s thick sword grazing against Ye Hua’s sex made him want to come inside her more.

Now, all three of them were interconnected in the most intimate of ways. Bai Qian’s lower half felt overloaded, overly packed and every nerve ending centralized in her nether region. Both Mo Yuan and Ye Hua were entirely inside her at the same time, yet neither moved. Perhaps they too were overwhelmed by the tight fit, or maybe they instinctively understood to give her body time to acclimate to the expanded feeling of overcrowding in her narrow space.

Either way, Bai Qian panted like an animal in heat, even without any thrusts of penetration. The overstretching just by itself was delicious agony, having two men inside her at once. The feeling was impossible to describe with words…

…and then they began to move.

At first, they proceeded gingerly, shifting into her at opposing times. When Ye Hua retreated, Mo Yuan entered…one in, the other out like a teeter totter with contrasting impetus.

The twins moved gradually, progressively to build motion, momentum and speed. The internal passing of their sexes scraping, grating and rubbing against each other steadily, consistently with only the thin tissue membrane between was distinctly detectable. And for Bai Qian…it felt like an internal wildfire that kept growing.

It was painfully delicious; the double entries. When her well-endowed Dragons alternatively rammed into her, Bai Qian dragged, ground and rubbed her swollen clit upon Mo Yuan’s pelvis. The combined feeling of deep double penetration along with the intense clitoral stimulation quickly brought on the sense of pending climax…and she wasn’t alone.

Ye Hua puffed air sharply through his open mouth and choked out between panting, ragged breaths, “I can’t hold off too much longer. It’s too tight. I’m going to explode. I need to cum…”

With a fierce snarl, his hands suddenly released her hips. Ye Hua grabbed a giant fistful of her long silky hair, wrapped it around his hand and roughly pulled back as one does with a horse’s reins. He drew her to him with such force that it caused her lower back to sharply curve allowing him deepest penetration.

He was insatiable. Ye Hua growled and yanked more until her upper body completely lifted off Mo Yuan. From Ye Hua’s forceful thrusting from behind, her ample breasts swayed, swung wildly in Mo Yuan’s face before he took hold of both, alternatively sucking then rolling, and squeezing Bai Qian’s sensitive nipples between his powerful fingertips.

Guttural animalistic sounds came from the gap between his lips, and her breasts when Mo Yuan switched from one to the other. His hungry mouth devoured her breasts, and nipples like a fiend while his defined hips hoisted with brute strength, pumping into her lower treasure with fury.

Ye Hua continued with his rapid pace of aggressive insertions into her snug back door. He forcibly tugged and yanked Bai Qian’s hair with his left hand, while his right palm harshly spanked both sides of her sweet cheeks, which was what pushed her over the edge.

Bai Qian came intensely with a vengeance, talking in tongues, and screaming incoherently in a language unknown to herself. A massive rush of wetness like a waterfall, after a torrential downpour gushed from between her thighs, slathering Mo Yuan’s torso from his taut abdomen all the way down to his powerful upper thighs in her flowing love liquid entirely. Her explosive orgasm blasted fiercely, uncontrollably through her body. The brothers, sensing her physical state, sped up their counter thrusts.

The densely sex scented bedchamber echoed her wails of ecstasy. The Dragon twins’ snarls, grunts, growling groans until Mo Yuan suddenly grabbed Bai Qian’s face, and fiercely crushed his mouth on hers. They swallowed each other’s sounds of bodily pleasure with a frenzied twisting, and winding of their mating tongues. The inner fever. The hotness generated from the grating, the grinding friction of their combined bodies moving, rubbing with, and against each other made their immortal energy dangerously combustible.

Searing warmth like white heat of immortal life force, both Fox and Dragon cultivation merged then wildly coursed fire throughout her body, her veins down to the very marrow in her bones. Her brain shattering climax left her lust drunk and intoxicated, buzzed from ecstasy, Bai Qian’s husband precisely knew how to intensify her sex fueled high. Mo Yuan firmly to the point that it caused her severe pain clutched both her petite wrists, and held them in place behind her arched back with one crushing hold. With her arms in bondage by him, she cried out euphorically.

Bai Qian climaxed again, even stronger and this time again…she wasn’t alone. Both Mo Yuan and Ye Hua came within milliseconds of each other. When both released their seeds, it washed her lower body in their hot liquids like a pressurized hose. But the strangest sensation for her was when the twins clenched between squirts. The clutch and pulses were all she could feel as she tensed around them.

Her intense orgasm took everything out of her, and Bai Qian collapsed weakly on Mo Yuan’s chest, while Ye Hua dropped on her backside from above. Even with their loud panting, she could hear Mo Yuan, hers and Ye Hua’s racing hearts beating in time all at once. There was magical splendor in their post rapture state. It was beautiful, therapeutic and comforting to feel so connected.

At that euphoric moment, there wasn’t her, him and him. It was just ‘them.’ And it wasn’t only she who felt connected to the others emotionally this way; Mo Yuan sensed the feeling of oneness too. He tenderly caressed Bai Qian’s head with one hand, and patted Ye Hua’s back with the other. This made both she and he laugh.

They stayed in this intimate positioning; everyone embracing each other, catching their breaths until Shifu’s semi flaccid phallus slipped out first. When he withdrew himself from Bai Qian’s blossom, it felt oddly hollow without him but he’d left his generous ‘present’ behind…his seeds. She could feel the warmness of his hot nectar flowing from her opening down to his pelvis, as the excess of his creamy fluid poured from her pink chasm.

It wasn’t long before Ye Hua pulled out from her tightly puckered hole, and he was still mostly hard. His milky juice overflowed from her body wildly. It spilled from her, and merged with Mo Yuan’s to form a cascading waterfall of semen between her thighs.

Ye Hua straightened his bent posture. Rubbing his eyes dumbfounded with both hands, he gawked at Bai Qian between her thighs, exclaimed in awe and astonishment, “Mo Yuan, I’ve never seen so much semen in one place before.” He chuckled, amused and proud of himself then blurted, “It looks like six men came in and on her!”

Now, Ye Hua half yelled with post climatic exuberance, “Brother, that was phenomenally crazy good sex! Incredible!” He harassed his resting sister-in-law, “Qian Qian, you look like one naughty Fox covered in Dragon cum.”

He was the Master of Kunlun Mountain. Nevertheless, Mo Yuan was a man also and couldn’t control his curiosity. He carefully rolled Bai Qian off his body and laid her on her stomach, kissing her cheek before joining Ye Hua in his gawking. He too grinned somewhat delightedly before going to the basin to wash. Returning with wet towels, Mo Yuan sat on the bed beside her and lightly wiped her body clean.

Mo Yuan glanced at his twin and addressed him with mellow ease, “Ye Hua, there’s extra warm water and towels for you to cleanse yourself…and bring the wine. Bring the entire bottle when you return. Let’s take a short break before we go again.”

Now turning his full attention of his wife, Mo Yuan tenderly asked while washing her, “Shì Qī, did you enjoy yourself?” A deep rumble came from deep down in her throat, when she purred with contentment from the sensation of the heated, damp towel on her skin and replied boldly without a trace of shame, “Shifu, I want more! More! Although, this time, I want to feel you where Ye Hua was.”

Bai Qian looked extra foxy. Her bright gaze was vivacious and full of life when she smiled mischievously. Her full pouty lips seductively puckered as she blew him an air kiss, and beamed pure radiance when Mo Yuan winked back at her playfully.

Ye Hua returned with not one, but four bottles of wine along with a silly little grin full of boyish exuberance. His dark eyes glistened inquisitively as he handed Bai Qian a bottle, then casually stretched his long legs, lounged out on the bed beside her and Mo Yuan.

His lean body resting sideways with long hair loosely draped over his shoulders, Ye Hua supported his head in one open palm. He was watching his brother and sister-in-law with profound curiosity, because he didn’t fully understand his older brother’s ease sharing his wife with another man.

Sipping the potent brew, he studied them as they cozy up to each other, making small talk with the kind of tender warmth he had never witnessed between married couples. In them, all Ye Hua saw was unconditional love and complete acceptance of each other. They were an exceedingly beautiful couple to watch. He found himself unable to look away from the scene of love, passion and sensuality unfolding before his sight.

Mo Yuan relaxed, reclining against the headboard of the bed in repose. His expressive gaze followed his young wife’s every move, while Bai Qian laid on her stomach between his powerful thighs. She was wholly absorbed in his flaccid manhood, handling it with great care as if it were her favorite toy or beloved pet, holding it in her palm raining sweet kisses on her ‘prize.’

She pouted but said in a sultry purr, “Shifu, why did you wash off? You know I love licking our flavor off you.”

Mo Yuan’s hand looked enormous on her petite frame, when he caressed the back of her creamy shoulders, and his voice was pure silk when he replied smoothly, “Is my Shì Qī pouting? Why don’t you lick it now and show Ye Hua how much you love me in your mouth?”

There was a blatant meekness in her body’s submissive posturing; Bai Qian crawled belly flat on the surface of the bed, and scooched up higher between Mo Yuan’s legs. Her cupped hand reached below, scooping his large male sacs, and holding them to suck one after the other while he groped her bubbly bottom.

She busily engulfed his testicles with her greedy mouth, sucking on him as if they were candy-like jawbreakers, while manually pumping his growing shaft in her right hand. She sucked on him in rapture then Bai Qian extended her tongue, and licked the underneath of his sex with long full sweeps, humming raspy with contentment. Ye Hua held back the urge to snicker from her look of absolute love… No, she worshiped Mo Yuan’s sword.

It wasn’t long before Mo Yuan was fully erect when she turned her big, brown doe eyes up at him most innocently. The demure expression on Bai Qian’s face didn’t match her provocative behavior, as she slowly, provocatively licked swirls around the swollen head of his shaft, and flicked the slotted split to wash away drops of clear fluid with the tip of her tongue.

She never took her gaze off her husband while she gobbled him into her mouth. Bai Qian sucked on him with such pressure, her puffed out cheeks sucked in and defined. Her hand deftly slid down midway, and pumped from mid shaft to where her mouth hit on Mo Yuan’s length to create smooth strokes.

“My beautiful Shì Qī is so good at sucking me off. Keep sucking but not too long,” Mo Yuan harshly groaned, while controlling her speed by pushing her head up and down on his sex with one hand. He then roughly squeezed her sweet cheeks one handed with the other. That’s how huge his hand was compared to her body.

“I want to come but not in your mouth…this time.” Mo Yuan’s voice was heavily thick with arousal as he pushed her down harder, and fed her more of his length while she deep throated him.

Mo Yuan glanced over at Ye Hua, saw his erection and teased her, “You have Ye Hua hard again.” Now he addressed his twin and there was a tinge of bragging in his tone, “Have you ever seen anyone as beautiful as Bai Qian, when she has a man between her lips? I doubt it.”

He looked down at her with adoration, appreciation before sliding his hands under her arms, and pulling her up effortlessly as if she were as light as a feather. Bai Qian resisted with a stiffened body, like a toddler having a conniption fit before giving in most begrudgingly.

Her saliva ran down her chin and her glossy spit covered lips pursed out like a whining, pouting child until Mo Yuan flipped her away from him, while holding her body up in the air. Once he re-positioned her, she lit up and beamed with enthusiasm, intuitively parting her thighs wide as he placed her down on his lap.

However, Bai Qian fussed again, when Mo Yuan deliberately set her down on his upper thighs with his thick manhood pressed up against the outside of her calla lily-like flower. She quickly rose to her knees to take him in but he commanded, “No, not yet. First, show Ye Hua how beautiful it looks when your juicy wet lips are wrapped around me.”

Bai Qian moaned from intensified desire as she sharply tipped her hips forward, until her dewy outer petals made direct contract with Mo Yuan’s phallus. She placed both palms level behind her, and with her flattened hands planted on both sides of his hips. She tilted, leaning back against his chest, so that her separated rosy lower lips entirely hugged his girth. Then shifted just her hips up and down, dragging herself along her husband’s length leaving behind a slick trail of her honey.

As she rubbed herself on Mo Yuan moaning, she stared at Ye Hua with that look of burning desire. Then smirked, when she saw his manhood twitch impatiently without stopping the swaying movements of her tilting hips.

The squishy sounds from her excessive wetness echoed in the otherwise quiet room, until she squirmed restlessly while pleading for inner fulfillment without a hint of shame, “Please… Shifu… I want…”

His voice was incredibly faint but the authority was ever present when Mo Yuan asked, “What do you want? Let me hear you beg.”

“I want you inside my tight ass. I need to feel you inside me,” Bai Qian uttered with airy breaths.

Mo Yuan smirked then replied arrogantly, “Your ass? What a whore you are, my Little Seventeen.”

Once again, Ye Hua held back the strong urge to chuckle, when he watched Bai Qian completely come undone from both Mo Yuan’s sexy tone of speech, and his obscene language. She groaned loudly stroking herself harder and harder, faster and still faster against his sex, while rolling her erect nipples between her fingertips.

Bai Qian’s deep throaty moans were coming closer and closer together. Her smooth, creamy cheeks and pillowy pouty lips flushed a vivid shade of bright red. Her darkened pupils dilated entirely making her round eyes look huge.

She was nearing climax when Mo Yuan uttered, “Not yet. Who told you to come?”

“Ahh… Please… Shifu. I’m a whore. I need to come,” Bai Qian cried out in sheer desperation. Her profoundly pent up, tautly tensed body twisted, wiggled and fidgeted anxiously from her need until he ordered her, “Alright, put me in your greedy ass.”

Breathlessly she whimpered with obvious eagerness, “Yes… Thank you.”

Mo Yuan straightened his legs so Bai Qian could straddle him. With her knees on the outside of his thighs, she raised herself entirely, eagerly took hold of his sex and lined him up to her backdoor to lower herself on him.

Ye Hua noticed Mo Yuan’s relaxed facial expression pinch, and knew he was in her tightest place. From his angle, he witnessed the enlarged head of his twin’s manhood disappear inside her, and Bai Qian was greedy taking too much too soon. She gasped, puffing in short bursts of air through her parted mouth noisily from squatting on him too quickly.

“Play with your clit while you take me,” Mo Yuan ordered as he reached from behind, and took hold of both her delicious breasts into his massive palms.

Bai Qian licked her lips, seductively glanced over her shoulder at Mo Yuan without removing him from her dark star, then wordlessly shoved two fingers in his mouth. She didn’t need to say a word to express her desires. Without being prompted he licked and sucked on her fingers, covering her digits with his saliva.

Her dilated eyes danced with verve as she blew her husband an air kiss. Turning back toward Ye Hua, she met his hungry gaze, and began to massage her pink pearl with winding rotations provocatively.

The stimulating show was too much for Ye Hua to endure. He was beyond aroused and began to stroke himself watching her.  Observing his excitement seemed to encourage her more. Bai Qian swiftly dropped her luscious derriere, and accepted more than half of Mo Yuan’s sword inside her, while stroking her outer pink dewdrop faster now on the brink of orgasm.

She whimpered anxiously before she murmured, “Shifu, can I come now?” He replied with stern authority, “Yes, Shì Qī. You have my permission to come. But first, tell Ye Hua whose whore you are and to whom you belong?”

“I’m Mo Yuan’s whore,” sultry toned she uttered then groaned from deep down in her throat, “I belong to you, Shifu!” Bai Qian declared without a trace of embarrassment.

Mo Yuan commanded, “Come for me.”

Then she came screaming in ecstasy as she sat level on Mo Yuan, who audibly choked from the sudden grip around him, then groaned as she moved up and down on him with speed. Bai Qian was worked up and her body frantically bounced on him harder.

Mo Yuan’s powerful biceps flexed when he pushed his muscular arms behind his body. With his palms and the bottoms of his feet level on the bed, he traveled down the mattress with Bai Qian still on his sex, until he was lying flat on his back. With his thighs, he held her legs apart widely while Ye Hua quickly crept between her legs, and entered her lower treasure from above speedily with urgency. And when he burrowed into her, the tight, hot wetness of her inner silk made him delirious with pleasure.

He wasn’t alone drowning and suffocating in the delirium of pleasure. Bai Qian cried out euphorically when they all connected, until Ye Hua’s mouth pressed on hers. His tongue frantically penetrating her mouth the way his throbbing sword thrust into the heart of her femininity. He pumped into her with absolute abandonment. He plunged into her with a kind of desperate urgency he had never experienced in all his years of sexual intimacy.

As Ye Hua possessed and rode her harder than he’d ever taken anyone before. From underneath, Mo Yuan raised his mighty hips to pound into her with such force it made Ye Hua’s body buck off hers. There was a flash when he worried if she could endure his, and Mo Yuan’s aggressive internal assault. However, Bai Qian answered his silent question when she suddenly broke their kiss, dropped her head back on his shoulder, and began to wail like a siren as she hit her next pleasure peak.

He felt the extreme inner tightening when she came, and it began to milk him of his essence. Ye Hua sped up, hammering into her with such brutal force that his pelvis ached from banging into her soaking, wet blossom. And if it wasn’t already compressed enough when Mo Yuan swelled, before his liquid release and took up more of her internal space, Ye Hua nearly passed out from lack of circulation to his shaft, before he collapsed on Bai Qian.

His sexual release blew his mind. What Ye Hua experienced wasn’t merely an orgasm. No, it was much more significant, like a rebirth but with two other people as if he were one of triplets. The blissful afterglow of his peak was unbelievably euphoric.

It took some time but when Ye Hua could finally form a cognitive thought, he asked in earnest while still laying on her with his pulsating sex burrowed inside her, “Mo Yuan, Qian Qian, when can I move in?”

The End

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