"Mmm!" she replied.
“Let’s keep this secret together and never let a fourth person know, okay?” Daqi said.
"This is my biggest secret, and I've told you. Because I love you and didn't want to hide it from you. Will you think I'm impure or imperfect now?" the fairy asked worriedly.
"Silly girl, why are you saying that? Your husband isn't that kind of person! It's all in the past, this isn't your fault. In my heart, you're still a virgin, still the perfect and flawless goddess in my eyes!" the man said happily to her. He meant it sincerely!
Many might think that once the fairy lost her virginity, she was no longer a virgin, or was no longer pure. However, Daqi didn't think so. Because the fairy's loss of virginity had a reason; it wasn't voluntary, and she was only nine years old, understanding nothing. Therefore, he still believed the fairy was a virgin, a saint, and his goddess!
The woman fell silent, then gently and proactively kissed the man's lips. She softly explored his mouth with her moist, slippery, and playfully charming tongue, and their tongues began to "fight." She caressed his chest with one soft hand, while her other hand gently held his erect penis, stroking it lightly. The man held her slender waist with one hand, while the other gently caressed her beautiful, firm, and delicate breasts. The fairy's breasts weren't enormous, but they weren't small either; the man could easily hold one in each hand. They were incredibly sexy, with a wonderfully elastic feel. The nipples were an exceptionally vibrant color. The two small nipples were tiny yet incredibly delicate. These were probably among the most beautiful breasts the man had ever seen. He gently touched the fairy's exquisite nipples with his index finger, and her breathing grew heavier as she kissed his lips. Her breath was as fragrant as orchids, and the man's passion was amplified when he inhaled it.
"Mmm...uh...mmm..." The woman, her skin as white and clean as porcelain, began to moan softly. The man was gently kissing her exquisitely beautiful breasts. At the same time, he lingered gently on her snow-white, soft, and perfectly round buttocks.
The man deliberately gripped the beautiful woman's plump buttocks tightly with his hand. The woman immediately cried out, her brow furrowing, and her red lips parted to reveal her pearly white teeth. Her bright, intelligent eyes glanced at the man mysteriously, and she smiled, "Husband, you're so naughty!" The man kissed her fragrant lips, his hand continuing to gently caress her soft, tender buttocks, and chuckled, "Am I your husband?" The woman gazed at the man, pouted her red lips, and nodded.
“What’s wrong with that? Let me tell you, this, this, and this part of your body are all mine,” the man said, gently caressing the woman’s breasts, buttocks, and that “little peach” she adored. He continued, “Everything about you is mine. How can it be wrong for me to use my own things?” The woman smiled alluringly, her face instantly flushing red, and she gently bit her bright red lower lip with her small teeth. She lowered her eyes and gently shook her head. Clearly, the fairy was too shy to look at the man anymore. Her head shake was her answer; she meant that using her things wasn’t wrong!
The man naturally had the fairy turn her back to him, placing her arms on the edge of the bathtub and kneeling in the warm water. He sat on the other side of the tub and softly said, "Wife, a little higher." The fairy turned and smiled at him, rolling her eyes and letting out a soft "humph," but her hips did indeed rise slightly. Her charming smile, eye roll, and soft hum had utterly captivated the man. He believed the fairy was a woman who understood the pleasures of love, and with a little guidance, he could surely provide her with endless blissful experiences.
Chapter 102 Delicate Hands
As before, the man used both hands to pry open the fairy's fleshy, snow-white buttocks, taking in the most beautiful "scenery" of the world—the cleft of her buttocks. This woman was truly stunning; the "scenery" between her buttocks captivated the man completely. Although he often admired this part of the fairy, he was always enthusiastic and never tired of it.
Not only did the "scenery" between the fairy's buttocks drive men almost mad, but the "background" of this "scenery" also nearly stopped their breath and their hearts from beating. The woman's naked body was this incomparably beautiful "background." Men are captivated by both the "scenery" and the "background."
The stunningly beautiful woman lay kneeling before him in a position that most aroused a man's desire to conquer. Her flowing black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, yet could not conceal her breathtakingly beautiful face. Since the man was seated sideways before this jade-like body, he could only admire her profile and slender back. The fairy-like woman breathed evenly with her eyes slightly closed, allowing the man to fully appreciate her beauty, completely immersed in the psychological pleasure of being admired and adored. Occasionally, she would shake her head, toss her hair, or use her slender, jade-like fingers to smooth a few strands of hair from her bangs; her snowy buttocks swayed slightly, and her fragrant breasts trembled gently.
Her skin was as white as snow, her limbs long and slender, her waist slim, and her hips shapely. Every part of her body challenged a man's senses. From her long, white neck to her slender, rounded shoulders and down to her tiny waist, she displayed a sexy, harmonious, and natural human curve—a curve...
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Further down, it rises high, forming a beautifully rounded hip curve.
The man gently cupped the beautiful woman's trembling breast in one hand, while his other hand caressed her smooth buttocks and long, slender thighs. As his hand moved to the inside of her thighs, her breathing became noticeably heavier. The man's lips and tongue lightly traced the contours of her long neck and smooth back, before he finally knelt directly behind her high, upturned buttocks. After all, this was the most important spot for his "scenic view."
He gently pried open the woman's buttocks with both hands once more. "Mmm...mmm...uh..." the woman moaned softly, turning her head towards him. She almost squinted at the man, asking with a slight smile, "You're not really going to come in, are you?"
The man admired her lovely anus and chuckled, "What do you think?" Her anus was brightly colored, small, and exceptionally beautiful in shape. The man first gently traced the sensitive area around her anus with the tip of his index finger. "No...you...you..." the fairy murmured softly, her small, fragrant mouth slightly parted, her breathing becoming uneven, her shapely buttocks trembling slightly, and two blushes rising on her face. The man suddenly switched to lightly touching the area around her fragrant anus with the tip of his tongue. He then mischievously pushed his tongue forcefully against her anus, even managing to push it in a little bit—of course, it was impossible to push it in completely with just the tip of his tongue.
"Ah... Xuan..." the woman cried out, pulling her hips forward to escape the man's "tongue technique." Seeing this, Da Qi immediately used his hands, which were gripping her buttocks, to gently pull her cute bottom back, saying, "Wen'er, higher, be good!" Only then did the woman regain her alluring, high-perched posture. Because she was his beloved fairy, otherwise he would have definitely given her a light slap on her white buttocks as a small punishment for her "buttocks escaping." Fortunately, the fairy cooperated and returned to her alluring posture.
Once the woman had returned to "normal," the man extended his tongue and gently "adorned" her already wet and glistening "peach," his favorite part of her body. The "peach" was vibrant, plump, and full, with only a thin slit in the middle, resembling a complete "juicy peach." The "peach fuzz" on the "peach" was fine, short, and sparse, just a few strands. No matter the time, this "peach" was always at its most delicate and sensual. At this moment, the "peach slit" was dripping with spring water. The "peach," the "peach fuzz," and the spring water together created a picture that most thrilled and aroused a man—a "picture of peach spring juice"!
Although he had repeatedly savored the fairy's beautiful "peach" with his lips and tongue, and even often directed her to perform the "peach flying in the water" scene for him, there was one thing the fairy always forbade: she only allowed him to "taste" it with his lips and tongue, never allowing him to use his hands to pry open the "peach" and fully appreciate it. At most, she would only allow him to gently caress the exposed part of the "peach." Every time he tried to pry open the "peach petals" to see the boundless beauty inside, she would stop him—not allowing him to pry open the "peach petals" with his hands. He wondered if she would stop him from prying open the "peach petals" this time as well?
After the man had thoroughly savored the lovely "peach" and sucked its "peach juice," he gently pressed his two thumbs onto the two incredibly soft and wet "peach petals." Just as he was about to use his thumbs to slightly pry open the "peach petals" to get a glimpse of the "waterfall cave scenery" he had long coveted, the woman immediately pulled her shapely buttocks forward and turned to face the man directly.
The beautiful fairy with a face as red as rosy clouds shook her head at the man, who could only say repeatedly, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I really couldn't resist..." Sigh, it seems the fairy still doesn't want him to enjoy her body. Although she is no longer a virgin, she remains chaste.
"Can't I just look? I promise I won't go in!" the man pleaded, hugging the soft, boneless body.
"I will show it to you when the time comes, don't worry!" the fairy said seriously.
"Does it really have to be the day we walk down the aisle?" the man asked.
"Have you forgotten what you promised me again?" the fairy said softly.
The man was a little disappointed, but also helpless. He could only whisper to her, "Look at me here, what a mess!" He held his already rock-hard, erect penis in his hand. He continued, "I always have to hold it in, it's so uncomfortable..."
The fairy smiled at him and said, "I know, don't be in a hurry. I will give it to you when you least expect it."
Something's not right! It seems her "seclusion policy" has loosened. Before, she said she'd only give herself to me on the day she "walked the red carpet," but now she says it'll be at an unexpected time. Men aren't stupid! This "red carpet" is something I expected, so when will she say it'll be unexpected? Judging from her tone and expression, it seems this "peach blossoming" might arrive sooner than planned.
The man looked at the fairy with some confusion, but she smiled and nodded at him with a very firm gaze. Daqi had no choice but to act a little wildly, saying, "But, my dear wife, look at me..." He then gently stroked his manhood a few times. The fairy chuckled when she saw the man's manhood in such a pathetic state, and replied, "I don't care about that. It's not like I made you do this; it's your own fault."
"Honey, don't say that. If you weren't so beautiful and sexy, this thing of mine wouldn't be like this. How can you say it's my own fault? You should at least take half the responsibility," the man laughed.
"Then how do you want me to take responsibility?" the fairy said coquettishly.
The man said softly, "If you let him out, everything will be fine."
The fairy glanced at Daqi sideways and smiled seductively, "You have ill intentions. I think you're determined to get me."
The man chuckled and said, "Then what do you suggest we do? We can't just keep letting him hold his head high like that, can we?"
The fairy glared at the man and snorted softly, saying, "Is it bad to hold your head high? You insist on bowing your head. Heh, fine. You'll get off easy today. I'll use my hand, okay?"
Daqi was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Good, good, good!" He figured it was better to let the fairy help him with her hands than nothing at all!
“Sit down,” the fairy said, gesturing for the man to sit back on the edge of the bathtub. The man did as she asked.
After Daqi sat down, the fairy squatted in front of him. The man looked down at her; her neck was as white as snow, her skin as smooth as cream, and her smooth back meandered down her long, flowing black hair to her buttocks, forming a perfect arc.
The beautiful fairy gently cradled the head of the man's already gleaming "sword" with her thumb and forefinger. She brought her head close to the "sword," staring intently with her bright, watery eyes. Her gaze was full of wisdom, full of spirit, and even more so, full of curiosity—curiosity about men.
This man's thing is really strange! Long, hot, hard, and heavy in your hand. His head looks like an egg, purplish, as if it's about to glow. He's a "bad guy," always trying to get inside his "treasure." Even when he doesn't want to be inside, he keeps finding ways to get in.
Little one, no, I should say big one! You better behave yourself and be very well-behaved whenever you see me. Without my permission, you're not allowed to step into my "treasure" even a step! Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook. Don't worry, my "treasure" will be open to you sooner or later. At the appropriate time, I'll let you in. I know you really, really want to come in, but not now.
You naughty fellow, you still won't behave yourself in my hands, daring to glare at me with your "eyes" wide open. Oh, you dare to open your eyes even wider? You think I'm afraid of you? You dare to glare at me, I dare to glare at you too!
The man was a little confused. Why was this fairy so close to his "sword"? The "sword tip" was almost pointing at the cute tip of her little nose. She stared wide-eyed at the "eyes" of his sword, clearly both his "sword" and the beautiful fairy were staring at each other. The even, hot breath she exhaled from her nose sprayed onto his incredibly hard "sword tip," "sword body," and the two round little things attached to the "sword."
In fact, the fairy's delicate, moist, and sensual red lips were very close to his "sword tip." This made the man's imagination run wild. His large, firm "sword tip," the fairy's thin, lovely red lips, and the two so close together... Immediately, a picture of a "beautiful woman with red lips playing the flute" appeared in the man's mind. —The heroine of this picture was none other than the peerless beauty — the fairy Zhou Qiwen!
The fairy stared into the "sword's" eyes for a long while before slowly raising her head and smiling at the man: "Hmph, do you think I'm afraid of him?"
The man chuckled, "He's your precious treasure, so you must treat him well!"
The fairy laughed and said, "If he dares to be dishonest with me, I'll hit him!" After saying that, she actually used the middle finger of her other hand to lightly flick the eye on the "sword" that had been glaring at her for a long time.
"Ouch! Stop..." the man cried out. After all, the eye on that "sword" was an extremely sensitive spot; how could he let this woman torment it like this? Oh, fairy, how could you treat your future "baby" like this? But thinking about it from another angle, the fairy is so adorable! She actually plays such a joke on his manhood. This beautiful woman he loves most is sometimes truly unpredictable.
"Stop messing around, he's been holding his head up like that for ages. Hurry up and use your hands, hurry up." The man urged the woman to quickly use her hands to help him get it out.
"I'm not going to help you, just let it suffocate you, hehe!" the fairy said with a smile, but her soft hand finally gently wrapped around the "sword" and exposed the "sword tip". She looked up at the man's eyes for a while and then looked down at the man's "sword", gently playing with the soft hand that was wrapped around the "sword".
The man's breathing quickened with pleasure. Even though it was just a beautiful fairy using her hands to caress him, it felt incredibly good. Her hands were beautiful—snow-white, delicate, and soft, with long, slender fingers; they could absolutely be described as jade hands. Feeling the tenderness and warmth of the beautiful woman's soft hands with his own "sword" was a kind of enjoyment. His "sword tip" was peeking out from under her jade-like palm.
After a while, the fairy used her other soft hand to care for herself. Her other soft hand gently supported the two round appendages below the firm "sword". She gently massaged those two sensitive little things with her snow-white jade hand.
How wonderful! A stunningly beautiful, sexy, and adorable woman, the most beautiful and ethereal fairy in my heart, is stroking my "sword" with her delicate hands.
After a while, the fairy switched hands to caress the sturdy "sword blade," freeing up the other. She stretched out her index finger and gently stroked and circled it on her "sword tip." Sometimes, she would deliberately tap the incredibly sensitive eye on the "sword tip" with the tip of her index finger.
Good heavens! Even though she was using her hands, the beautiful fairy still felt incredibly comfortable, her heart pounding with pleasure. How could she be so skilled with her hands?
Look, she's changed her hand gestures again.
Chapter 103 Legal Possession
The fairy continued toying with the "sword body" with one hand, while gently rubbing the egg-shaped "sword tip" in a circular motion with the palm of her other hand. Of course, she was mainly rubbing the eyes on the "sword tip." Daqi's buttocks trembled slightly with pleasure.
The man seemed overly excited. This was because his most beloved, most beautiful, and noble fairy was stroking his "sword" with her snow-white, delicate hands. If it were any other woman he loved, perhaps he wouldn't have reacted so excitedly.
If it were any other woman, let alone using her hands, even if she were to use her mouth to serve her "sword," they would obediently comply at her command. She could even provide specific "instructions" or "directions" on how to use her lips, tongue, and teeth. In short, she could dictate how she wanted them to use their lips, tongue, and teeth. Essentially, she could enjoy their mouths as she pleased.
But the woman before him was different; she was the woman he loved most deeply. The best way to love a woman is to possess her body and enjoy it to the fullest. Therefore, day and night, the man desired to possess the fairy's body and enjoy it to the fullest—to gently pierce her red, swollen, and tender "peach" with his incomparably hard "sword," to revel in the sense of accomplishment of possessing her, and to let the incomparably beautiful woman experience the transcendent pleasure of being possessed, allowing both to share that intoxicating and alluring "marital bliss"!
The man dared not ask for too much from the fairy. He would be content with just having her incredibly cute and infinitely sexy "Peach." He dared not dream of using his "sword" to enjoy the beautiful, sexy, and noble fairy's cherry lips and delicate rear (an essential prerequisite: the fairy's lips and rear are always "closed off" to other men)! However, the beautiful and otherworldly fairy, Qiwen, always prevented his "sword" from approaching her lovely "Peach."
However, the fact that she was now patiently serving his "sword" with her snow-white, delicate hands was itself a step forward. It meant that he was one step closer to truly obtaining the fairy's virginity, that is, to the day when he would "pierce the peach with his sword." Perhaps because he cared too much, the man was not able to relax psychologically; instead, he was somewhat excited.
Overwhelmed with excitement, Lin, having been pampered by the fairy for a long time with his "sword" and subjected to her various hand gestures, finally couldn't help but let out a soft moan as he "erupted like a volcano."
Since this was the first time the fairy had ever used her hands to caress a man's "sword," she had absolutely no experience in this area. Therefore, when the man "erupted like a volcano," she was completely unprepared and didn't try to dodge. She had been bringing her jade-like head close to the man's "sword" and "serving" him with both hands, her nose almost touching the tip of his "sword." Now, the man's "volcanic eruption" of "magma" erupted with tremendous force towards the fairy's nose, or rather, towards her stunningly beautiful and fair face.
It wasn't until the man's first powerful "eruption" of semen violently "erupted" onto her nose that she snapped out of her daze. But it was all too late! The only thing that wasn't too late was the fairy's scream, "Ah—ah—ah—!" The fairy's scream echoed throughout the entire bathroom. Of course, she wisely and quickly closed her eyes…
The man's "magma" erupted in gushes onto the fairy's stunningly beautiful face. Her tightly furrowed brows, closed eyes, delicately arched eyebrows, and straight, exquisite nose—almost her entire face was covered in the man's scalding "magma." Because of her screams, some of the "magma," which should have only reached her thin, red lips, even "erupted" into her bright red mouth. Perhaps the fairy was too inexperienced and too nervous; while screaming, she shook her head, causing a considerable amount of "magma" to stick to the ends of her hair. Even worse, her soft hand, which had been gently gripping the man's "sword," not loosened its grip but instead held it tightly.
Oh my god, how...
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Could this be? Tong Daqi was terrified! He hadn't expected the fairy to be so unaware of the danger; she hadn't dodged at all. But amidst his fear and anxiety, he witnessed a truly spectacular scene—his incredibly erect "sword," held tightly in the fairy's soft hands, trembled as it spewed forth streams of scalding "magma" from its tip. Almost all of the "magma" landed on the fairy's beautiful, fair, and smooth face… "Sword," beautiful face, "magma"—these three things that shouldn't have been connected were now intertwined.
Gradually, the "volcano" stopped "erupting"... but the woman's soft hand still tightly gripped the man's "sword." Looking down at her, the man saw that her entire pretty face was covered in a thick, sticky layer of "magma." Some of the "magma" was dripping slowly from the corners of her mouth and chin into the warm bathwater, while most of it trickled down her cheeks, some even flowing over her long, white neck and onto her delicate breasts.
The man was so shocked by this scene that he couldn't utter a single word. Even if he had a hundred times the courage of a leopard, he wouldn't dare to suggest playing such a "game" to the fairy. The fairy closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and loosened her grip on the man's "sword." She remained silent and motionless, leaving the man dumbfounded, unsure of what to do next.
It was the fairy who broke the silence. She spat out a little of the man's "magma" with a "pui," then calmly said, "Fool, hurry up and get me a towel!" "Okay...okay!" Daqi quickly replied, reaching for the towel hanging beside the bathtub. He then began to wipe the fairy's face, neck, and breasts. The fairy remained silent with her eyes closed.
The man turned on the showerhead, holding it in one hand and using a towel in the other to clean the areas the fairy had been eroded by his "lava." After cleaning, the fairy coldly said, "Tong Daqi, you're so cruel..."
The man knew things were in serious trouble; the fairy was definitely angry because he had just sprayed her in the face with lava. He said softly, "Wen, I'm sorry... I... I..."
"Slap!" A slap landed on the man's face, leaving Tong Daqi dazed. The man covered his face with his hand, saying nothing. He knew he was wrong; he shouldn't have slapped the woman's pretty face with all that "lava." She was an "Empress," after all; how could she accept such "humiliation"? Sigh, the man was helpless, but he hadn't done it on purpose. Even if he had a hundred times the courage of a leopard, he wouldn't dare do such a thing to the proud and arrogant fairy.
The fairy got up, dried herself, and put on her pajamas. The man, enduring the pain of the slap, didn't dare say a word and quickly dried himself and put on his underwear as well. He followed the fairy into her room and closed the door behind him.
The fairy ignored the man. She crawled into bed, turned her back to him, and lay down on her side. The man followed her into bed, but before he was halfway in, he heard a voice say, "Get off, don't get on the bed, go to Ping's room."
The man could only hug his beloved woman and say, "Wife, I didn't mean to! You know, I haven't moved at all, it's you who's touching me."
She still didn't turn her head. The fairy whispered, "You're so heartless..." The man turned her delicate shoulder and said, "Alright, alright. Stop it. It's my fault. I sincerely apologize to you!" He saw that the fairy's eyes were filled with tears.
Fairy: "You sprayed that filthy stuff all over my face... You... You're so inhuman!"
Daqi laughed and said, "It's my fault, it's my fault! I promise I won't do it again. Actually, it's nothing, you're my wife. It's not a big deal if a wife drinks her husband's thing." The man then whispered, "Muping often drinks it for me."
Fairy: "You're lying, I don't believe you."
Daqi: "Don't you believe me? You can ask her tomorrow if she drinks this stuff often."
Fairy: "I would never ask others about such things. It's so embarrassing. You...you...how could you even think of making me ask her?"
Daqi: "You are all my wives, and she is your closest sister. We are all family. What's there to be embarrassed about?"