Ultimate Villain's Return as a Doctor in the Cultivation World

Chapter 321: Chapter 321-

Yan Shu came immediately — the Fairy Skin Art processing the transition from empty to full with such complete resolution that her body produced an orgasm before her mind could register the thrust.

He came inside Yan Shu. Thick, hot, pulsing. Her pussy milked him in rhythmic waves while Hua lay on top of her, feeling the blind woman’s body convulse beneath her, feeling the vibration of the orgasm through their pressed-together skin.

He stood.

His cock — still hard — glistened with the mixed evidence of both women. He looked at Sun Mei.

She had propped herself against the cave wall. Her legs were closed. Her arms were crossed over her naked chest, covering her tits. Her face — still carrying the remnants of the ahegao expression — was set in the particular hardness of a woman who has decided she is going to be angry about this until she dies.

"No," she said.

"Yes," he said.

"I’ll kill you."

"You said that."

"I mean it."

"I know."

’Phack.’

He crossed the distance and drove into her before her qi could flare. Her back hit the wall. Her arms flew apart — her tits bouncing free, the nipples hard and raw.

"HAAAANGHHT~!! — I SAID — NO — MNNGH~!!"

He fucked her against the wall while her fists rained blows on his shoulders, his chest, his back. Each impact registered as nothing. Each punch carried less force than the last as her cultivation drained and her body redirected energy toward processing the twelve inches currently destroying her pussy.

’Phack. Phack. PHACK.’

"YOU — BASTARD — HAANGHH~!! — I HATE — HIEEKK~!! — YOU — MNNGH~!!"

He pulled out. Grabbed her by the wrist. Dragged her across the cave to where Hua and Yan Shu lay in a tangled heap of female flesh and cum.

"Down," he said.

She didn’t go down.

He pushed her down.

She landed on top of the pile — her body pressing into Hua’s, which pressed into Yan Shu’s. Three women. Stacked. Their bodies arranged in a configuration that put Sun Mei’s face near Hua’s hip, Hua’s face near Yan Shu’s tits, and Yan Shu’s face against Sun Mei’s thigh.

He stepped back and looked at them.

"Beautiful," he said. "Three orthodox sect bitches in a pile. Someone should paint this."

"I’ll kill you," Sun Mei said, into Hua’s hip.

"You mentioned."

He knelt. His hand found Sun Mei’s hips — lifted them. Her ass rose, her face pressing harder into Hua’s body. His cock found her pussy — still swollen, still leaking from the wall-fuck — and pushed in.

’Phack.’

"MNGH~!! — HAAAANGHHT~!!"

He fucked Sun Mei from behind while her face was pressed into Hua’s body. Each thrust drove her mouth against Hua’s hip bone, her nose against the junction of Hua’s thigh.

"Lick," he said. "While I fuck you."

"I’ll bite instead."

He drove deeper.

"HIEEKK~!! — fine — FINE — HAANGHH~!!"

Her mouth found Hua’s thigh. Not licking. Just... pressed there. Open. Her moans vibrating through Hua’s skin.

"Mngh~..." Hua’s body responded. The vibration against her inner thigh traveled inward. "That’s... her mouth... on my... she’s moaning into my..."

He pulled out of Sun Mei. Adjusted angle. Entered Hua — below, through the gap between Sun Mei’s body and Hua’s.

’Phack.’

"HIEEKK~!! — NOT ME — AGAIN — HAANGHH~!!"

He alternated between them — Sun Mei’s pussy, then Hua’s. Each switch produced a different sound, a different clench, a different wetness.

And then he found Yan Shu.

The blind woman was at the bottom of the pile. She could feel everything — the weight of two women on top of her, the heat of their bodies, the vibration of each thrust traveling through flesh into her skin. The Fairy Skin Art had turned the entire pile into a single, continuous sensory input.

He reached down. His hand found Yan Shu’s pussy. She was soaked — not just from her own arousal but from the cum that had leaked from Hua above her, running down through the stack.

"Master..." Her voice was barely audible. "I can feel... all of them... on top of me... their weight... their sweat... their... their pussies are leaking onto my skin..."

"I know," he said. "That’s why I arranged it."

He entered her. The angle was awkward — reaching through the pile — but his cock found her entrance and pushed in, and Yan Shu’s entire body convulsed.

"HAAAIYAANGHH~!! — EVERYTHING — EVERYTHING AT ONCE — THEIR WEIGHT AND YOUR COCK — MY SKIN — HIEEKK~!!"

He fucked all three of them in rotation. Moving between them, switching pussies, switching angles, the three women arranged in a pile that he could access from any direction. Each withdrawal from one produced a sound of loss. Each entry into another produced a scream of overwhelmed fullness.

’Phack.’ — Sun Mei.

"HAANGHHT~!!"

’Phack.’ — Hua.

"HIEEKK~!!"

’Phack.’ — Yan Shu.

"AAAAAHNGHH~!!"

He found a rhythm. Three strokes each. Rotation. The pile of female flesh shifted and moved with each transition, bodies sliding against each other, tits pressing and releasing, thighs clenching around whatever was closest.

"Mngh~..." Sun Mei’s voice came from somewhere in the pile. "I can feel... when you switch to her... my pussy gets empty... and I hate that I... want you back..."

"Me too..." Hua’s voice, smaller. "When he pulls out... I feel... the absence... like something’s missing..."

"I can feel both of you..." Yan Shu whispered. "When he enters one of you... I feel it... through your body... against my skin..."

He pulled out of all three. Stood.

"On your knees," he said. "All of you. Side by side."

Sun Mei moved first. Not because she wanted to — because her body had learned the command structure and responded to it before her pride could intervene. She knelt. Her tits hung heavy beneath her, the nipples grazing the stone floor.

Hua moved. Slower, her paralyzed body still partially unresponsive. She knelt beside Sun Mei, her small tits barely showing the effects of gravity, the pink nipples pointing forward.

Yan Shu moved last. She felt her way to position — reading the other two women’s body heat, their qi signatures, their breathing. She knelt beside Hua, completing the line. Her heavy tits hung pendulous, the nipples swollen and dark, swaying with each breath.

Three women. Side by side. On their knees. Faces aimed at the cave wall. Asses aimed at him.

He walked behind them.

His hand found Sun Mei’s ass first. Squeezed. The flesh dimpled under his grip — full, round, the cheeks pressing together. He slapped it. The sound cracked off the cave walls. Her ass rippled. Her pussy clenched visibly.

He moved to Hua. Slapped. The lean, muscular cheek barely moved — tighter, less give, the impact producing a sharper sound and a redder mark.

He moved to Yan Shu. Slapped. Her ass — fuller, softer — rippled in waves, the flesh continuing to move after his hand had left.

He entered Sun Mei.

’Phack.’

"HAANGHH~!!"

Three strokes. Pulled out. Moved right. Entered Hua.

’Phack.’

"HIEEKK~!!"

Three strokes. Pulled out. Moved right. Entered Yan Shu.

’Phack.’

"AAAAHNGHHT~!!"

He moved down the line. Three strokes each. The women’s moans blended into a continuous sound — a symphony of broken women being sampled in rotation, each one producing her own note as his cock arrived and departed.

’Phack. Phack. Phack.’

"HAANGHH~!!" — Sun Mei.

"HIEEKK~!!" — Hua.

"AAAAHNGHHT~!!" — Yan Shu.

He stopped at Sun Mei. Stayed. His hand found her hair, wrapped it around his fist, pulled her head back.

"Suck," he said to Hua, presenting his cock as he pulled out of Sun Mei. "Clean her off me."

Hua’s mouth opened. She took him in. Tasted Sun Mei — the sharp, clean flavor of a younger woman’s arousal, different from Yan Shu’s, different from her own.

’Gluck. Gluck.’

"Good," he said. "Now — Yan Shu. Suck Hua."

He positioned himself behind Yan Shu. His cock found the blind woman’s entrance. He drove in.

’Phack.’

"HAAAIYAANGHH~!!"

Yan Shu’s mouth opened in a scream. He grabbed Hua’s hip and pushed her forward — Hua’s pussy arriving at Yan Shu’s open mouth.

"Mnghh~!! — HUA — YOUR — PUSSY — IS — HAANGHH~!!"

"Lick me," Hua whispered. "Please. I can’t... I need... while he fucks you... please..."

Yan Shu’s tongue found Hua’s clit.

"HIEEKK~!!" Hua’s head fell back. "Her tongue... it’s... she’s never done this before... she’s clumsy but... it feels..."

He fucked Yan Shu harder. Each thrust drove her face into Hua’s pussy. Each thrust produced a muffled moan from Yan Shu that vibrated through Hua’s clit.

’Phack. PHACK. PAAAHH.’

"Mngh~!! — HER MOANS — INSIDE MY — PUSSY — I’M — HAANGHH~!!"

Sun Mei, beside them, watched. Her hand — without her permission — found her own pussy. Her fingers pressed against her swollen clit. She touched herself while watching the blind woman get fucked and lick the paralyzed woman.

"Are you touching yourself?" he said, without looking at her.

Sun Mei’s hand stopped.

"No," she said.

"Liar."

He pulled out of Yan Shu. Grabbed Sun Mei’s wrist — the one that had been between her legs. Brought her wet fingers to his mouth. Tasted them.

"Sweet," he said. "You’re aroused. Despite everything."

"I hate you."

"Your pussy disagrees."

He pushed Sun Mei’s face down to the floor. Her ass rose. He entered her.

’Phack.’

"HAAAANGHHT~!!"

He fucked Sun Mei while Yan Shu licked Hua. Four women. No — three women and him. The cave filled with the combined sounds of flesh and moans and wet tongues and slapping skin and the particular, unmatchable acoustics of three women being simultaneously, comprehensively used.

’Phack. Phack. PHACK.’

"HAANGHH~!! — MASTER — I’M — CUMMING — HIEEKK~!!"

"AAAAHNGHHT~!! — HER TONGUE — AND YOUR COCK — HAAIIYAANGHH~!!"

"MNNGH~!! — I’M — HER MOUTH — I’M CUMMING — HAANGHHT~!!"

Three orgasms. Simultaneous. The combined sound was not something the cave walls had ever contained before.

He pulled out of Sun Mei. His cock — hard, wet, carrying all three women — stood between his thighs.

"All of you," he said. "On me. Now."