Chapter 754: 754 - Adoptive mother’s first an*l training (01)
Shortly after the battle against Bai Hu Lie, Qingyi collapsed into a deep sleep, his body aching and his mind clouded by exhaustion.
It had been a very, very long time since he had last fought a battle that pushed him to the point of fainting.
Still, a sense of satisfaction washed over him.
He had intentionally held back the use of his bloodline until the very last moment, precisely to push himself to the limit.
Honestly, the result was more than positive, allowing him to better understand the raw strength of his own body.
Considering that Bai Hu Lie had fought with everything he had, it became even more evident just how absurd the strength Qingyi now possessed truly was.
Slowly, his eyelids opened, his vision still heavy with the drowsiness of rest.
It didn’t take him long to realize that this wasn’t the room assigned to him, the same one he used to share with Xue Hua and Rou’er.
He was in Rouxi’s room.
Carefully, Qingyi turned his face, his gaze falling upon the figure lying beside him, her back turned to him.
Long green hair spilled across the pillow, cascading down her slender back to a narrow waist that flared into generous hips, crowned by two perfectly round buttocks, full and firm, shaped like twin large globes of soft, supple flesh.
She looked exhausted, her naked body covered in a thin film of sweat, her pale skin glowing softly beneath the dim light of the room.
It seemed she had been channeling her own Qi to accelerate the healing of his wounds.
Qingyi held his breath for a moment, realizing that he himself was also completely naked.
But what caught his attention most was Rouxi’s corruption level.
Ninety-three out of a hundred.
The intimate contact between the two during the healing session had clearly yielded considerable results.
Qingyi’s lips curved into a broad smile.
Finally, the time had come.
His dragon, a thick, throbbing rod twenty-three centimeters long, rose immediately, pulsing against the warm air of the room.
He slid his hands to her hips, gripping them firmly, feeling the warm, supple flesh give way beneath the pressure of his fingers, his thumbs sinking into the soft swell at the top of those round buttocks.
"Nghnn~~ Q-Qingyi? Are you awake, sweetheart? I..." Rouxi’s words died in her throat, because in the next moment, she felt it.
It was Qingyi’s cock, thick, throbbing, and scorching hot, pressing against the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thighs.
Every thick, protruding vein along that member pulsed against her skin as he slowly pushed forward, the searing heat radiating deep into her flesh.
First, the bulbous head reached the plump, puffy lips of her pussy, the reddish tip nuzzling against the pale skin of that vulva, sinking ever so slightly into the inviting softness.
As his cock advanced, the shaft slid between her thighs and beneath her dripping pussy, the entrance already glistening with arousal, painting the entire length of his member with a slick coat of warm, slippery honey.
Rouxi gasped as Qingyi’s hips finally came to rest, his pelvis nestling into the soft, yielding cushion of her round, protruding buttocks.
At the same time, one of his hands slid up from her hip, tracing the sinuous curve of her slender waist before reaching one of her full breasts and grasping it firmly.
His fingers sank into that soft, heavy flesh as if it were made of jelly, the supple weight molding perfectly around his palm.
"Q-Qingyi... what are you doing?" Rouxi asked, her voice trembling.
"Nothing... it’s just that adoptive mother is so beautiful... I can’t help myself," Qingyi whispered into her ear, his fingers playing with her already hardened nipple, pinching it lightly between his thumb and index finger.
"N-no... stop... this is wrong... oghnnn~~" A moan escaped her lips as a wave of pleasure coursed through her entire body, making her toes curl.
What the hell was that? Why was it so good?
She almost channeled her Qi to push him away, but not only did her Dantian refuse to answer her call, the fear of hurting him also paralyzed her.
He was her beloved adopted son, and the mere thought of harming him was something she could never bear.
The smile on Qingyi’s face widened even further, a predatory gleam flashing through his eyes.
Her corruption had, in fact, risen high enough that now, all that remained was for it to claim her completely.
He slowly pulled his hips back, letting his cock slide through the warm tunnel formed by her thighs.
The thick, soft flesh enveloped him on both sides while, above, his shaft pressed firmly against the plump lips of that puffy pussy, dripping honey endlessly and soaking his entire member with hot, viscous liquid.
When only the head remained embraced by that sea of incomparably soft, pale flesh, he thrust everything forward again with force, using Rouxi’s love juices as natural lubricant.
His hips slammed against her ass with a loud, wet slap, and Rouxi’s entire body was thrown slightly forward by the impact.
A powerful shockwave coursed through the entire length of her plump buttocks, the soft, pale flesh rippling like jelly as it flattened against Qingyi’s lap.
The supple meat surged back into its perfectly round, voluptuous shape, continuing to quiver in delicate aftershocks long after the impact had faded.
Her breasts, freed for a brief moment from his hand, bounced forcefully with the impact, the heavy mounds swinging outward before slamming back together, the soft flesh slapping against itself with a wet, muffled thud before settling into a slow, lingering jiggle.
"Adoptive mother..." Qingyi didn’t stand still, pulling his hips back once more as he gave a light, teasing bite to Rouxi’s earlobe.
"Nghnn~~ unfilial son... mghnn~~ Y-you can’t..."
"I want to have you as my wife... as more than just my mother... I want all of you, forever," he whispered, planting a slow kiss on her neck before moving his hips back until his cock slipped completely out of the warm grip of her thighs.
Fucking those thick, soft thighs felt good, no doubt, but he wanted more. Much more.
"N-no... I adopted you to be my. . ."
"I know. . ." Qingyi cut her off, his voice laced with teasing. "That’s why I’m willing to impregnate you, to give you your own child."
Despite those words, Qingyi’s target wasn’t Rouxi’s pussy.
With a teasing smile on his face, he pulled a bottle of lube from his system inventory.
It was time for his adoptive mother’s first anal training.
