Starting with a Family System to Become an Immortal Official-Chapter 106: Forward Big Sister III

Li Qingmu suddenly surged forward and pinned Song Yan’s shoulders to the bed with both hands. The mattress dipped under their combined weight as he loomed over her while breathing hard.

Song Yan let out a small, startled cough.

"Qingmu... a little gentler, okay?"

He froze.

The wild light in his eyes softened instantly.

"Sorry, Big Sis. I got too excited."

She gave him that angelic smile—the one that always made his chest ache—and lifted a slender hand to cup his cheek.

"I know. But even if you’re excited, you can’t lose control so easily. This is still my first time, alright?"

Her soft expression melted the last of his tension. His grip on her shoulders loosened until his palms were simply resting there, warm and careful.

He shifted lower, lining himself up.

The fat, swollen head of his cock nudged right against her snow-white peach.

And what a perfect little thing it was.

Her special place was plump and full, like two thick slices of the softest white bread pressed together while the outer lips were snowy-pale and smooth. Between them ran a juicy and glistening pink seam—thick, swollen, and dripping like ripe fruit that had been split open just enough to show the sweet, wet core inside. Every tiny movement made the fat lips quiver and part a little more to reveal that slick rosy lining that looked so soft it seemed almost unfair.

Li Qingmu swallowed hard.

He started massaging her shoulders in firm circles while he murmured.

"Raise your legs for me, Big Sis."

She hadn’t even felt him enter yet.

But the sheer anticipation...

The mental image of that thick rod splitting her open already had her trembling under his hands.

Her breath hitched.

Slowly she lifted her legs, knees bending slightly as her plump thighs spread wider.

The motion made her thigh gap obscene.

Her plump peach pushed outward even more.

The pink inner lips magnificently bloomed open like a flower finally given permission.

"Hnn ♥️ Like this?" she whispered.

"Perfect..." he growled.

And then he didn’t wait.

He drove forward in one smooth, relentless motion.

The moment his fat cockhead breached her, Li Qingmu’s whole body started shaking.

It was like an engine revving too high.

He tore through her hymen like wet paper; she felt the sharp sting and then nothing but stretch. The back of her head pressed hard into the mattress. She bit her lower lip so fiercely she almost drew blood, trying to trap the moan inside.

Deeper he went.

Her insides were impossibly soft.

Hot, slick honey wrapped around delicate feathers.

Every inch felt like sinking into molten silk that hugged and sucked at him greedily.

"You’re... so tight and so fucking soft inside!"

He sounded like her slimy pink walls were sucking both his thing and his soul.

"I almost want to cum just from one thrust."

Song Yan’s restraint broke.

A loud, loving moan tore out of her.

"Don’t hold back, okay? ♥️"

Her chin tucked against her collarbone as more helpless sounds spilled free.

"Hahn ♥️ Ah hah ♥️"

She was already moaning like that and he wasn’t even fully inside yet.

Then he slammed home.

Their hips slapped together.

Tears instantly welled in her pretty eyes and spilled down her temples.

『Fuck... it’s in. Why is his rod so hard and so hot? He can’t be human with this size...』

She was instantly grateful she never mentioned a condom to him before he penetrated. Every pulsing vein dragging along her walls, every throb—she could feel exactly how deep he was. It was so raw, so physical.

"Ah ♥️ Ahn... Hnnghn ♥️ Ahhh so gooood ♥️"

Her legs and arms snapped around him like vines.

He dropped down, chest to chest, and started stabbing into her with brutal force.

Pah! Pah! Paah!

Her whole body vibrated under the impacts.

He couldn’t stop going deeper as he chased that perfect squeeze of her slimy pink walls.

"Qingmu... Qingmu... so hard... so hot..."

Her tiny toes stretched out.

"Squeeze me harder...!"

She moaned over and over as her voice cracked.

He grunted, hips snapping faster.

"I love your slender body... these tiny arms, these delicate legs... your big soft tits... I don’t want to stop until we’re both crying from how good it feels!"

The words hit her like a slap.

Tears streamed freely now.

Her virgin peach was being rammed open, stretched beyond reason, destroyed like she’d been pounded for years instead of minutes. It hurt so much but the pain only made her wetter. Her little hole turned into a fountain; every deep plunge forced out fresh gushes of her love juice that passionately soaked his balls and the sheets.

Li Qingmu felt it too.

"Big Sis..."

His manhood throbbed painfully.

"You’re getting so wet and slimy down there..."

She moaned in pained pleasure as her nails clawed down his muscular back.

"We’ve been doing this for almost an hour... of course I’m soaked ♥️ Can you stop talking about it and just keep plowing me already!?"

Her arms locked around his neck. She hugged him tight as his hips kept hammering into the wide gap between her thighs and straight into that watering peach.

Her mouth fell open.

Thick, shiny strands of saliva connected her lips.

"Nhah ♥️ Ahhh..."

The deeper he went, the more her elegant little peach seemed to swell around him—opening wider, sucking harder like it was some kind of suction cup.

His cock bent and flexed to fit as it plunged in like a fat plunger clearing a clogged pipe.

Squish! Squash!

He roared.

"HUAAAA!!"

One final, hips-aching thrust buried him to the root.

The fat head kissed her cervix hard.

Song Yan’s left eye twitched shut.

"NHA ♥️ AAAH! It’s kissing my womb... you’re so deep... don’t stop... pound it into a mess...!"

He pulled back just enough to look at her face.

Sweaty, flushed red, eyes squeezed shut, mouth gaping like she was swallowing him with both holes.

This was the same calm, elegant fairy of the sect.

Now she was begging like a dog in heat.

She cracked one eye open.

"This is so good ♥️ I LOVE IT! ♥️♥️"

He angled his hips sharper.

Now it was a piston engine hammering an innocent peach over and over.

That was it.

"ARRGHH— CUMMING!"

A thick flood of muddy-white cream exploded inside her.

Her whole body convulsed.

Toes curled. Fingers dug in.

She felt the hot rush everywhere like his powerful cum was replacing her blood.

Every cell was getting pregnant for him!

When he finally pulled out, ropes of it still dripped from his swollen tip.

Song Yan wiped sweat from her brow with a shaky hand and gave him a sloppy, blissful smile.

"You came so much... Big Sister is so happy ♥️"

She tried to lift her arm to pat his head but collapsed back instead, limbs splayed, bare breasts deliciously heaving like a bitch in heat.

Completely spent. Deeply satisfied.

That is every woman Li Qingmu has been with.

Big Sister Song Yan is no different.

Li Qingmu stood up on the bed to tower over her.

He gripped his rock-hard cock.

"Big Sis... another round please?"

Her face went from flushed red to ghostly pale.

"WHAT!?"

Her whole body trembled.

『Am I getting old already? I gave everything... I’m so super wrecked... and he’s still ready? Maybe it’s because it’s my first time, but... I don’t think I can... my nipples hurt, my little fruit feels like it got smashed by a hammer and my thighs are killing me...』

She cleared her throat awkwardly.

"M-, Maybe some other time. I wouldn’t want to... go too hard on you, you know."

Pride. Big-sister image. Had to save it.

But Li Qingmu wasn’t really listening anymore.

He was stroking himself furiously.

Loud, wet squelching sounds filled the room.

Then he groaned and unloaded again.

Thick ropes painted her sweaty face.

Some streaked into her hair.

Others landed on the tip of her nose.

"Li Qingmu!"

She shouted furiously.

"Are you mad?! Stop that right now!"

"Sorry—"

She opened her mouth to launch into a full lecture.

Halfway through the first sentence he squeezed his thick and veiny shaft again and another fat spurt shot straight into her open mouth.

Her cheeks instantly ballooned like a chipmunk.

She glared, lips sealed, cheeks puffed full of cum.

"Hmph!"

He smiled down at her.

Such a warm and boyish smile.

And just like that, every bit of her anger dissolved.

Big Sister Song can never be angry at this man.

She swallowed with a loud gulp then gave a tiny but cute defeated huff and smiled back.