Chapter 470: Chapter 470: Sisters Sharing the Bed
"Well... well, it doesn’t matter. I have many rooms here, pick any you like. I won’t disturb you."
Murong Wan’s face was awkward, and her heart felt a bit uncomfortable.
She was currently weak and couldn’t be with Yang Cheng, only watching helplessly as others indulged.
"Let’s stay here; the bed is big, and we can do whatever we like."
Ruonan smiled slyly, twisting her snake-like waist to hug Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng looked speechless, wondering how this woman always had something shocking to say anywhere, anytime.
Ten minutes later, Yang Cheng was lying on the bed, only there were two women lying on either side of him.
"What’s going on? Are both of you sleeping with me tonight?"
Yang Cheng asked in surprise.
Ruonan stretched out her arm, wrapped it around his neck, and giggled coquettishly, "My sister and I think one person can’t withstand your advances, so we decided to serve you together from now on. This way, you can enjoy yourself without tormenting us to death."
"Besides, my strength is too weak. I need to absorb more of your essence to break through quickly."
Qi Yue added, blushing.
Initially, she disagreed with Ruonan’s suggestion for both sisters to serve Yang Cheng—it was too embarrassing.
Ruonan kept persuading her, and she finally nodded in agreement, but when the three of them lay in bed, she was still bashfully flushed, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Yang Cheng smirked mischievously, asking, "So, who wants to start first?"
"According to seniority, of course, sister goes first, but I want to play for a bit."
Ruonan said, and she eagerly helped Yang Cheng undress, quickly pulling down his pants, causing the mighty dragon to bounce out immediately.
"It’s getting bigger! Amazing!"
She licked her red lips, her beautiful face dusted with crimson, as her soft hand grasped the enormous object and started stroking it up and down.
Feeling the tingling pleasure, Yang Cheng’s wicked fire surged, and the Dragon Root inflated even thicker.
"So hard, so hot!"
Ruonan exclaimed, quickening her pace with her hands.
She glanced at Qi Yue sideways, softly reminding, "Sister, why are you stunned? Hurry and take off your clothes so we can serve him together!"
"Huh? This needs doing together too?"
Qi Yue was not used to it, her whole body somewhat stiff.
"Of course, don’t be too shy. Over time, you’ll get used to this style of interaction."
Ruonan didn’t mind serving a man with her sister at all, given she had joined the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect long ago.
In such a licentious place like the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, it’s common for five or six women to attend to one man, and two women doing so is quite normal.
Though Qi Yue was terribly shy, she obediently removed her nightgown, revealing two soft, white, tender breasts, with a slender waist and round, firm buttocks.
Her skin, white as snow, resembled creamy smoothness, glowing enticingly under the light.
Seeing the stunning figure in front of him, Yang Cheng’s lust blazed even more fiercely, eager to press Qi Yue onto the bed and whip her hard.
"Come here! You really don’t know any techniques; I wonder how you did it that night."
Ruonan beckoned her over.
"Didn’t use her at all; it was all me taking the initiative."
Yang Cheng chimed in with a teasing tone.
Qi Yue blushed with embarrassment, recalling the scene from that night, with Yang Cheng pinning her on the bed, pounding from behind.
Then carrying her to the mirror, attacking even more fiercely.
She was entirely at Yang Cheng’s mercy throughout, totally powerless to resist, knowing no techniques.
She slowly approached Yang Cheng, eyeing his muscular body and the fierce great object, her lower abdomen heating, gaze turning eager.
Still, Qi Yue was more reserved compared to Ruonan, not immediately pouncing, but reaching to touch his chest softly.
"Hands aren’t as stimulating; try using your tongue to lick his sensitive spots, starting from his ear, then lips, neck, slowly holding his Dragon Root."
Ruonan patiently instructed.
"You’re quite skilled! Anyone would think you’ve gained considerable experience!"
Yang Cheng chuckled lightly; had he not had Ruonan’s first time, he might indeed believe she is battle-hardened.
"My theoretical knowledge is quite extensive! At that time, the Sect Leader specifically found an experienced woman to teach me skills to boost my Dual Cultivation."
Ruonan snorted lightly, surprisingly showing a hint of pride on her face.
"No wonder your oral skills are so good, you’ve practiced early!"
As Yang Cheng spoke, he saw Qi Yue slowly lying down on him.
Although Qi Yue lacked experience, she was an obedient student, strictly following Ruonan’s directions.
Her soft breasts pressed against Yang Cheng’s chest, a delightful aroma drifting into his nostrils, making the dragon below tighter, a fiery aura filling his abdomen, clamoring for release.
"Rub your chest against his, it’ll make him more excited."
Ruonan spoke once more.
Qi Yue nodded, twisting her waist, her soft chest rubbing against Yang Cheng’s chest, then lowered her head, her lilac tongue licking his earlobe.
"Hoo-hoo-hoo!"
Yang Cheng’s breathing grew more rapid, feeling comfortable yet more unbearable. His hot palms wandered over Qi Yue’s body, squeezing her firm buttocks, then sliding between her legs.
"Ahhh..."
Qi Yue moaned softly, her body going limp, lying atop Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng tightly embraced her waist, his fingers gently entering the Peach Blossom Cave, stimulating her sensitive points.
"Ah... no... I’m not ready!"
Qi Yue’s voice turned coy, her delicate body trembling ceaselessly.
"You’ve already leaked so much, saying you’re not ready."
Yang Cheng chuckled lightly, speeding up the movements of his hand.
"Hmm-hmm-hmm~~ feels so good!"
Qi Yue panted heavily but didn’t forget Ruonan’s instructions and began licking Yang Cheng’s neck and chest after calming down.
Watching the two immersed in desire, Ruonan felt her own body heating up as well, sliding her silk nightgown down.
Her white body was dazzling, her ample breasts shaking in the air, waist slender enough to break with slight force.
Even though Yang Cheng was allured by Qi Yue completely, Ruonan caught his gaze.
Ruonan smiled gently, lying sideways next to Yang Cheng, bringing with her an intoxicating scent.
Yang Cheng ceased his movements, grabbing Ruonan’s nape and kissed her fiercely; her red lips like cotton candy, sweet and soft, making it impossible to resist.
His tongue tip pried open her teeth, probing into her small, cherry mouth, sucking the nectar inside intensely.
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