Chapter 339: The Orgy [1] [R18]
The group moved quietly toward the innermost sanctuary of the Tang Clan Estate, the Yin-Yang Harmony Pavilion.
Shen Yu had asked Yilan to construct this private retreat prior to his departure for Crimson Iron City, nestled deep within the estate’s most secluded, spiritually dense grounds.
Surrounding the pavilion was a lush grove of weeping pink blossom trees, their delicate petals drifting gently through the night air to rest upon the mirror-like surface of a tranquil pond below.
Beneath the water’s surface, vibrant koi fish swam silently amidst glowing water lilies.
The structure itself was crafted from rich, dark spiritual timber, a single-story, expansive pavilion featuring a single grand chamber designed for ultimate comfort.
At its center rested an enormous circular bed lined with fine silks and furs, easily spacious enough to accommodate ten people without crowding.
Stepping onto the polished porch, the women were instantly entranced by the breathtaking beauty and serene atmosphere of the secluded haven.
Once everyone stepped inside and the heavy wooden doors glided shut with a soft click, an unuttered understanding swept through the room.
Eager to leave the strain of the day behind and embrace the night, the women began shedding their outer robes without a word.
Silks and embroidered sashes pooled gracefully onto the floor.
Only Li Na hesitated, her hands lingering over the clasp of her tunic as a deep, burning embarrassment flushed across her neck.
Noticing her hesitation, Meng Yan glanced over with a playful, teasing smirk. "What’s wrong, Little Na? Shy after watching your sister Yilan, get her reward?"
"N-No!" Li Na stammered, gritting her teeth.
Flustered by the affectionate laughter of her sisters, she steeled her resolve and unfastened her garments, letting them fall away.
Her striking, sun-kissed, tanned skin came into full view, highlighting a toned, tight, and athletic physique carved from years of martial discipline.
"My, look at those lines," Lixue admired warmly, offering a genuine compliment.
"Your figure is truly exquisite, Little Na."
Yet, as Li Na’s eyes drifted over the voluptuous curves of her sworn sister Meng Yan, the majestic elegance of Yilan, and the impossibly lush, generous proportions of Xu Yi, she couldn’t help but feel a sudden pang of self-consciousness, her gaze dropping to her own firmer, more compact chest.
Watching the subtle shift in her expression, Shen Yu stepped forward, a warm, indulgent smile gracing his face.
"There is no one in this room with a bad body," Shen Yu spoke softly, his smooth, magnetic voice commanding immediate attention.
"Every woman here possesses a beauty uniquely her own, and there is no room for comparison or doubt. I desire each of you equally, if that were not the case, you would not be standing in this pavilion tonight."
His reassuring words hit them like a warm breeze.
A vibrant blush bloomed across the faces of every woman in the room.
Even Li Na felt her cheeks burn bright, her usual fierce, arrogant demeanor completely melting away into a shy, flustered smile.
Shen Yu’s golden eyes darkened with intense desire as he looked upon Yilan, his gaze sweeping over the breathtaking beauty surrounding him on the grand bed.
Yilan lay beneath him against the soft silks, her face flushed a delicate crimson, her dark blue eyes shining with eager anticipation as Shen Yu straddled her waist.
"Since Yilan claimed absolute victory at the competition today, her reward comes first," Shen Yu declared smoothly, his voice dropping into a low, captivating purr that reverberated through the cozy chamber.
He paused, turning his head slightly to lock eyes with Li Na, who sat nearby watching with a racing heart.
"And after Yilan, it will be your turn, Li Na. I originally planned to claim your virginity alongside your sworn sister Meng Yan, but this is even better, now you have both Meng Yan and all your future sisters here to witness your initiation."
Li Na felt a hot flush rush across her tanned skin, her arrogant facade completely melting away as she offered a shy, obedient nod.
Turning back to Yilan, Shen Yu leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
Aligning himself against her slick entrance, he drove himself home in one smooth, powerful stroke, filling her completely.
Yilan’s eyes widened in sheer bliss, a loud, muffled moan escaping into his mouth as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, surrendering entirely to his embrace.
Shen Yu set a fierce, relentless rhythm, his speed accelerating with every passing breath.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
He drove into her with unyielding force, each heavy impact sending waves of intense, dizzying pleasure crashing through Yilan’s body.
Breaking away from the kiss, Yilan let out a breathless, unabashed cry, surrendering completely to the overwhelming sensations.
"Ohhh... ahhh... right there... Yu’er...!" she gasped out, her hands gripping the crimson silk sheets as her head tossed back against the pillows.
"Grab my throat, Yu’er..." she pleaded through her breathless moans, her dark blue eyes hazy with uninhibited desire.
A dark, amused smile touched Shen Yu’s lips.
A month apart had unlocked a far more passionate, demanding side to her demeanor beneath the sheets.
Complying with her wish, his hand reached up to firmly encircle her slender neck, holding her in place as he continued his powerful, rhythmic drive.
"Ohhh... yes... just like that... choke me... choke your aunt..." she gasped out between ragged breaths, her dark blue eyes completely hazy with uninhibited desire.
Shen Yu tightened his grip on her throat, sending a thrilling jolt through her pussy as she let out a sharp, breathless gasp.
He drove into her with relentless, heavy force, with every impact, her voluptuous figure trembled, her full chest undulating like rolling waves against the silk sheets.
Captivated by the intoxicating sight, Shen Yu yielded to the sudden urge and delivered a sharp, stinging slap across her right breast.
A loud, shuddering moan burst from Yilan’s lips as her body arched off the mattress. "Yes... harder...!"
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