Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 355 - Making her a woman

Yuna screamed against his cock, her muffled cry lost in the girth filling her throat. Her back bowed violently off the grass, an electric current shooting from her clit straight to her brain. Tears streamed down her face instantly, mingling with the precum and saliva.

He sucked. He drank from her like a tiger lapping at a lake, his tongue rough and relentless, invading her tight, wet hole.

Above her, he showed no mercy.

Schlch. Glack. Schlch.

He started to skull-fuck her.

His hips snapped forward with primal aggression, pounding her mouth with the same rhythm he would use to breed a pussy.

Every thrust sent his heavy balls slapping against her chin and nose, the wet smack sound echoing on the cliffside.

The smell of his groin was suffocating, filling her sinuses, drowning her catkin senses in a sea of pure testosterone.

Her body felt impossibly small beneath his, crushed under the weight of a superior being.

Yuna was overwhelmed. Her senses were overloaded—the agony and ecstasy of his teeth on her clit, the suffocating fullness of him in her throat, the smell, the heat.

She was crying, choking, cumming, all at once, her fluids soaking his face as he feasted on her.

Tianlong pulled back slightly from her pussy, his lips slick with her juices, a string of her arousal connecting his mouth to her slit. He looked down at her writhing form between his legs, watching her eyes roll back, her face glazed in his fluids.

"Since I have accepted you as my wife..." he growled, his voice rough with lust, vibrating against her wet lips. "I will have to fuck a strong body cultivator... what about your mother?"

He slammed his hips down again, driving his cock deep into her throat, silencing her shocked gasp with his meat.

"I hope you don’t mind."

And there, as her throat tightened around him, gagging on his length while he ate her virgin pussy like a starving beast, Yuna realized with a terrifying thrill that she didn’t mind at all.

"Ghlkkh.... Y...yngh..."

The vision of his cock plunging into her mother’s womb flashed behind Yuna’s rolling eyes—twisted, wrong, and sickeningly arousing. Her muffled attempt at "Yes, Professor" came out garbled, broken by the wet gagging sounds as his shaft retreated and drove back in. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Glkk—Yesh... Pr’fesshorrr—Hnnngh!"

Her thighs trembled violently on either side of his head. The coil in her belly snapped like overstretched wire.

"MMMMPPHHH!!"

She squirted.

Hard.

The clear fluid sprayed directly into Tianlong’s face, drenching his lips, chin, and nose. He pulled back slightly, eyes narrowing as the virgin juice coated his features, dripping down his jaw.

His cock withdrew from her throat with a wet pop. Yuna immediately coughed and sputtered, gasping for air, saliva and precum connecting her swollen lips to his glistening cockhead in thick, obscene strings.

"Haaah... haaah... M-Master..." Her voice was wrecked, raw from the abuse.

Tianlong wiped his face slowly, deliberately, his golden eyes fixed on her trembling form. His thumb came to rest on her throat—right where the bulge of his cock had distorted her delicate neck with each thrust.

He pressed down.

"You took it well," he murmured, feeling the flutter of her pulse beneath his fingertip. "Your throat remembers my shape now."

His balls, still heavy and full, rested against her nose as he leaned forward one last time. He latched onto her clit again, this time with his lips forming a seal, and sucked.

Hard.

"AAAHNNNGH!!" Yuna’s back arched so violently her shoulder blades left the grass. Her hands clawed at his thighs, nails digging into muscle as he worked her sensitive pearl with ruthless precision.

Her pussy—raw, puffy, and leaking—looked like melted fondant under his relentless attention. The pink folds glistened, swollen from his teeth and tongue, the opening clenching desperately around nothing.

He pulled away, a final wet smack of his lips against her abused clit making her whimper. Tianlong shifted his weight, sitting up and moving off her face.

Yuna lay there, chest heaving, latex torn to shreds around her trembling body. Her thighs were soaked, the grass beneath her hips dark with her fluids.

He stood, then moved to sit sideways on the rock ledge, his cock still hard, still glistening with her throat slime and his own precum.

"Come," he commanded, his voice low and final. "Sit on it."

Yuna’s eyes snapped open. She lifted her head, gasping, and saw him—reclined like a king, one hand resting casually on his thigh, the other stroking his shaft slowly.

Her gaze locked onto his cock. Nine inches again, thick as her wrist, the veins pulsing with blood, the crimson head angry and demanding.

Then her eyes dropped to her own pussy. Dripping. Virgin. Unopened.

Her entire body was melted jelly, muscles useless from the pleasure overload. She tried to crawl toward him but collapsed, whimpering.

Tianlong chuckled darkly. He reached out, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her effortlessly across the grass until she was straddling his lap.

"Haaah... M-Master..." Yuna gasped, her legs trembling as she tried to position herself. She placed her knees on either side of his hips, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.

Her red cat tail, previously limp, suddenly coiled around his heavy balls. She squeezed gently, massaging the twin orbs with the soft fur, feeling them tighten in response.

His cock twitched, growing impossibly harder.

"Good girl," he praised, his hands moving to her hips, steadying her.

Yuna looked down. Her small hand, pale and shaking, reached between her legs. She used two fingers to spread her labia, the pink flesh sticky with arousal, and tried to guide herself onto his cockhead.

She rubbed her entrance against his tip—once, twice—smearing her wetness mixed with his saliva across the swollen crown.

"Hnnngh... it’s... it’s too big..." she whimpered, her pupils dilating with fear and lust.

"It will fit," Tianlong said simply.

His hands moved up. He gripped both her nipples—tiny, red, and painfully erect—and pinched.

"Hiiiekk!!"

"Let’s just go all out."

He pulled her down.

Hard.

Her hips dropped. Her weight plunged her onto his cock. The crimson head punched through her virgin entrance, tearing her hymen in one brutal thrust.

The cockhead didn’t stop at her opening. It speared through her tight, unprepared canal, stretching walls that had never known penetration, and slammed directly into her cervix.

"NNNYAAAANNNNGHHH~!!"

Yuna’s scream shattered the mountain silence. Her eyes went white, rolling back so far only the bloodshot veins showed. Her mouth gaped open, tongue lolling out as drool spilled down her chin.

Blood. Virgin blood, mixed with her juices, trickled down the length of his shaft, pooling around his balls still wrapped in her trembling tail.

Her body seized. Every muscle locked. Her pussy clamped down on him like a vice, trying to expel the invader, but he was already too deep, too thick, too much.

"Ghhhk... gaaahhhh..." Her broken sounds weren’t words anymore. They were animal cries.

Tianlong groaned, his head tilting back, feeling her tight heat grip him like nothing he’d experienced. "Fuck... you’re tighter than I thought."

PAH!

He slapped her ass. The sound cracked through the air.

"Now," he growled, his hands returning to her hips, fingers digging into her flesh hard enough to bruise. "Let’s see how much ready are you to be my wife."

He lifted her up—slowly, agonizingly—until only his cockhead remained inside. Her walls clung to him, desperate and slick.

Then he slammed her back down.

"HIIIEEEKKK~!!"