Divine Sword, Flying Demon: A Record of Marvelous Encounters in the Jianghu

Stories

The eighth month. Deep in the night.

Li Moran was lodging for a short stay at the Peace Inn. They had taken two rooms. At first Xiao Xing and Xiao Tao were to share one, but now it was Xiao Tao sharing with Li Moran.

That had not been Li Moran's idea. Xiao Tao had slipped in on her own.

Li Moran, in his sleep, suddenly heard a faint sound of a door opening. By instinct he opened his eyes and watched.

The door opened. A woman came in. It was Xiao Tao. He could not help thinking to himself, "What is Xiao Tao doing, coming in at this hour?"

Then he saw Xiao Tao loosen her clothes and undo her sash, strip herself bare, and slip into his quilt like a loach.

"Xiao Tao, why are you doing this?"

"Master, you ought to have understood long ago. Can you still not know what this servant and Xiao Xing feel in our hearts?"

"Xiao Tao! People are not grass and trees. Who can be without feeling? Li Moran is no block of wood. It is only that this would disgrace the two of you far too deeply!"

Xiao Tao and Xiao Xing had followed Li Moran for three years. They regarded themselves as maidservants, and yet both were willing to offer themselves to his pillow. Li Moran, however, was a gentleman. He would not trade on their gratitude to take them. That was their regret.

Now Xiao Tao was here. The faint sound of breathing. The light fragrance of flesh.

Xiao Tao's body was full of temptation. Even that breathing, heard now, was especially stirring.

Li Moran was a man, a normal man. He was no Liu Xiahui. Even if he were, placed in a situation like this, he would still—

His hand reached out from under the quilt and touched Xiao Tao's hand.

Xiao Tao's hand was smooth as congealed cream, yet it did not have the coldness of congealed cream. It was hot. The blood inside Xiao Tao's body was boiling, surging.

For Li Moran, this was a provocation.

A fierce provocation. His throat went dry, and his breath grew rapid.

He raised his body. His hand traveled up along her arm. When it reached Xiao Tao's shoulder it turned and moved downward, toward Xiao Tao's chest.

Xiao Tao's breasts were rising and falling in a subtle rhythm.

Though he could not see very clearly, Li Moran's heart was already adrift, his spirit swimming.

His breath grew quicker. His hand reached lower and gently kneaded Xiao Tao's breasts.

Then, all at once, he opened his mouth and pressed it to Xiao Tao's cherry lips.

That rush of kissing left Xiao Tao unable to draw breath, gasping in soft pants. Li Moran moved from above to below, from the jade of Xiao Tao's neck to the cleft between her breasts.

He bent down over Xiao Tao's nipples, licked them a few times with the tip of his tongue, then sucked a few times, until the sucking made Xiao Tao's nipples swell.

Xiao Tao panted. All her mouth could manage was the two syllables, "Aiya!"

But her jade hand reached toward Li Moran's groin. At that touch her heart gave a start, and she thought, "Heavens, how can it be this big?"

Li Moran stood over eight chi tall, tall and powerfully built. She had never imagined that this part of him would be so magnificent as well.

"Master, since Xiao Tao followed you, you might say she has not tasted flesh for three years. Your thing is so magnificent. You must be a little gentle with Xiao Tao!"

Li Moran spread her thighs wide open. Her cleft thrust upward. He saw that her grass grew thick, dark even across her belly.

Her sex swelled like a bun. The two shells of flesh were the color of an apple, and the flesh of the lips was thick.

In the cleft, moisture had already begun to well.

He parted the shallow groove with his hand, and the shell-flesh opened. Above it sat a red pearl, brilliantly vivid.

After Li Moran had kissed and caressed her red lips and breasts for a while, he lay down in the middle of that fruit platter, took into his mouth that grape the size of a …………, pressed and sucked it with his lips, then licked it with the tip of his tongue and teased it with light bites of his teeth.

Licked and toyed with by Li Moran, Xiao Tao's heart bloomed and her soul drifted. Goosebumps rose all over her body.

She had gone far too long without a man's caresses. How could she withstand teasing like this? A tide surged straight out.

"Ah! Master………… don't anymore………… I'm spending………… aiya………… oh………… oh…………"

Li Moran hastily ………… the spring that had spilled, then lifted his head and asked, "Xiao Tao! How did you spend so quickly, and spend so much!"

"Master! Xiao Tao has not been approached and caressed by a man for three years. Who knew you would begin by touching a woman's most sensitive pearl? How could I bear that?

Of course it was like a mountain flood bursting. Once it broke, there was no holding it. Master! You truly have a gift for undoing a woman!" Xiao Tao said in a soft, coy murmur.

Li Moran smiled faintly and said, "Xiao Tao! I was not trying to undo you on purpose. It is because my capital is too ample. If I did not build a little mood beforehand, you would find it very hard to adapt.

The reason I keep away from women, and refused the kindness you sisters offered, is this thing of mine. I did not want to build my own pleasure upon someone else's body."

"Master! You have such a good heart. But, Master, you don't know that this is refusing to eat for fear of choking. Your worry is unnecessary. A woman's little cave is like a strip of elastic. It can be large, and it can be small.

Besides, a woman is meant to bear children. It can hold both the substance and the bulk of a child. Would it be afraid it could not bear this thing of yours?"

"Xiao Tao! Hearing you say that, I am at ease. Otherwise I truly would not dare to touch a woman. I always used to think it was a kind of sin!"

When he finished, he thrust the ………… at his groin.

Xiao Tao said this in part to comfort Li Moran and clear the shadow from his heart. In truth, seeing this thing of about eight cun (one chi equals sixteen cun), stiff and upturned, truly like a vegetable melon, she really was afraid she could not bear it!

"Master! Xiao Tao hasn't played with a man in so long, and yours really is superb. When we play in a moment, start lighter, slower………… all right, don't charge in too hard!"

"I know, Xiao Tao. I will. I will be twice as tender!"

With that he gripped his big cock, aimed it at her shallow groove, first ground it with ……………… for a while, and only then drove forward with force.

With a wet "zi!!!", he sank in halfway. At once Li Moran felt her ………… tight and narrow, wrapping the big mushroom head snugly. It was utter ease.

"Aiya! It hurts so much………… and it's so full…………"

Xiao Tao cried the pain in a low voice, yet cold sweat broke out on her brow.

Li Moran understood her expression. She was the sort of woman who was rather inward and reserved. She was clearly in great pain, and still unwilling to shout and yell.

He also knew how ample his own capital was. He hurriedly stopped advancing and held his ground in the territory he had taken, waiting in strict array.

Xiao Tao's pale hips twisted a few times. Her whole body trembled. She gasped softly.

The two shells of flesh clenched again and again, sucking at his melon. Lewd water slowly flowed out.

Li Moran drove in with more force. ………… He thrust straight to the hilt!

"Ah! Aiya! Master! You're thrusting me to death!!"

Xiao Tao moaned as she cried out.

She kept her eyes closed and murmured softly, unlike the women he had played with before, who screamed and yelled and struggled and shoved him away as if they were pigs being slaughtered.

She only quietly enjoyed the pleasure of sex.

Li Moran felt the water in her restless hollow growing, adding to the slickness, so he began to thrust slowly, waiting until she could adapt. There would be time enough to quicken then.

Xiao Tao's wanton nature burst out as well. Arms and legs locked tight around Li Moran, and her full, upturned pale hips shook faster and faster.

The "Aiya! Yiya!" humming in her mouth rose higher too.

The wet sounds—"yi, puchi, pu!"—grew higher and louder. The culvert grew more and more open, and Li Moran quickened his movements.

Three shallow and one deep, six shallow and one deep, nine shallow and one deep, he varied his thrusts. At times he changed to one shallow and one deep, two shallow and one deep, charging left and thrusting right, rubbing light, grinding slow!

One drive to the hilt, then a twist of …………, so the head of the pestle ground against her flower bud for a while.

Xiao Tao was a woman assassin, but she was not a wanton woman, and she had gone three years without the taste of flesh, poised on the edge of hunger. Now Li Moran was thrusting her to the brink of immortal ecstasy. In her heart there was a comfort she could not speak aloud!

But she simply could not cry it out. She only hummed "oh, oh, ya, ya" in her throat.

Li Moran saw it. He quickly stopped thrusting and said gently, "Xiao Tao! If it hurts, or if you are uncomfortable, just cry it out. Don't hold back so much!

The baptism of love is for pleasure. Don't be afraid of embarrassment or of shyness. Relax. Play boldly. Only then can the two of us be fully satisfied and at ease, and not waste this fine night of flowers and moon!"

"Master! I'm afraid you'll laugh at me for being wanton and coquettish!"

When she finished, she buried her pale face against his chest.

"Xiao Tao, we are already husband and wife. Once I have settled this dispute for Yongnian, I will send out a great many invitations and prepare our wedding properly."

"Master! There is still Xiao Xing!"

"What? You're not jealous?"

"Master! Xiao Xing and I are as close as blood sisters. For the two of us to serve one husband together is the greatest happiness of us sisters. What jealousy is there left to find? I have found my match, and from now on I will no longer be lonely."

Xiao Tao called to him affectionately and brought her cherry lips to Li Moran's mouth for him to kiss.

Li Moran's heart bloomed. He kissed hard and sucked fiercely at her cherry lips and jade tongue. The great jade pestle buried in her cave began to thrust again.

Xiao Tao twisted her body to meet him. Her red clam opened and closed. Her flower bud clenched and loosened around …………. Spring water kept flowing outward, and she cried out in wanton spring-sounds.

"Aiya…… dear husband…… I'm so itchy inside…… harder, quickly…… little sister's pistil…… yes…… yes…… ah! So good…… I have never felt this good…… dear husband…… ah…… you're killing me with how beautiful it is…… ah…… I'm spending again……"

Xiao Tao felt an itch at her flower-heart she could not resist. Her whole body went soft and numb …………, and she spent again in a flood.

A rush of hot fluid surged from her secret hollow, scalding Li Moran so that his whole body shuddered. He drew a sharp breath, pressed the tip of his tongue hard against his palate, and hurriedly tightened his anus and his dantian.

He steadied the gate of his essence. Otherwise he would die before the campaign was won.

The beauty was not yet satisfied. If he were finished first, would that not ruin the whole scene?

Li Moran's internal skill had always been superb. With this calming of the spirit, he locked the gate of his essence at once.

Seeing Xiao Tao sink a little as if into a swoon—the "little death" a woman reaches at the height of pleasure—he hurriedly quickened, thrusting hard and fierce.

Each time he struck the tender flesh of her pistil, then spun and ground for a while.

Xiao Tao woke from her daze and saw Li Moran still ………… without pause. Above all, her pistil, rubbed by the jade pestle until it was soft, numb, sour, and itchy, felt unbearably good.

"Aiyo! Master! Dear husband!…… I feel so good…… why haven't you…… flooded yet…… little sister can't take it…… I'm going to die again…… please…… good husband…… why not call Xiao Xing over…… this little fairy is about to be…… pounded to pieces by you…… ah…… this is too much……"

Li Moran saw the lewd, wave-tossed look all over her face, heard her wanton cries, and felt the jade pestle sucked and bitten by the little fairy with a force he could not name!

It fed that heroic nature in a man that wants to conquer everything. He attacked with desperate, brutal force.

"Aiya! Oh, Mother! You're going to…… me…… mm…… oh…… good…….. I'm finished…………"

Xiao Tao could no longer control herself. Her body arched up hard. Her pistil bit tight around …………. A gush of scalding white cream, like soap foam, shot straight out of the shallow groove.

The heat made Li Moran shudder violently. His ………… jerked hard as well.

He shuddered a few times. His lower back went sour, an itch rose at his heart, and a stream of hot, sweet dew poured with force into Xiao Tao's pistil.

She clutched Li Moran tight, her pale hips lifting, and received the willow-branch sweet dew he sprayed into her, which gave her a pleasure beyond compare!

"Ah! Dear husband! You've pleasured little sister to death!"

A fierce bout of flesh against flesh, after several charges and assaults, finally came to an end.