Yen Wen and Zheng Ling. (Explicit)
The three woman travelled south east for several days. The road began to parallel a river. A significant chunk of the water that ran down from the mountains collected together into a deep waterway. The river was busy with boats moving in both directions. The ore that was mined in the area surrounding Rockcreek was taken by cart until the river and then loaded onto boats.
After a few more days of travel they came to Temple Gorge. The river had carved a deep scar into the land here once it reached softer stone. A temple had been the first to build here thousands of years ago. Now the Blue Crane kingdom’s third most populace city was built into the walls of the gorge.
Walkways and long cloths drying lines crisscrossed the span of the gorge. The river moved slowly here and wound several times through deep channels. It created small natural harbours for the river traffic to offload as well as load up even more cargo bound for the capital.
Xiulan did not allow herself long to admire the efficient crowded docks. She had briefly engaged her appraisal vision and the information overload on the goods changing hands almost made her vomit. This would be a very good place to make money.
Zheng Ling seemed somewhat familiar with the city and shouted above the din of trade and life, “there are inns all along the bottom level. We could stay at a better one of those.”
Xiulan shook her head and shouted back, “for what I have in mind we need to rent a house. A nice house in the good part of town.”
Zheng Ling gestured up above them, “all of the wealthy homes are on the upper levels.”
Yen Wen was looking uncomfortable with the press of people. She was more used to the open outdoors. Yen Wen still managed to grab the hand of a boy who had been trying to pick the pockets of Xiulan’s money bag.
Before she broke his hand Xiulan waved her hand to stop her. She gestured for Yen Wen to raise the boy up to her eye level. By now the boy could feel the natural power of Yen Wen and knew she was a cultivator. He was trembling in fear. Everyone knew that cultivators were irrationally vindictive.
Xiulan flicked a silver coin at the boy’s face and nodded appreciatively when he instinctively caught it. She used her appraisal eyes to look him over:
Long Yanlin – zero cultivation, Natural dappled shadow spiritual roots, worth 2 copper coins. Double to eliminate.
Xiulan looked him in the eyes and said, “you make more money with friends as opposed to enemies Long Yanlin.”
Xiulan was mildly surprised that they shared the same clan name. Long was not a name often given to orphans. Long Yanlin was even more shocked his name was known and his eyes widened.
Xiulan said, “I bet a resourceful and streetwise kid like you could take us to find a large and luxurious house to rent.”
The boy nodded quickly and when Yen Wen put him down, he moved a short distance away but waited for them to follow.
Two hours later the sun was setting and the three had rented a medium sized but luxurious villa on the second highest level of the gorge. It cost fifty gold a week to rent but Xiulan was not worried about the money. She was about to make a lot more.
The villa had a master bedroom with a large bed and at its foot a large bath. Three people could fit into both easily. The bath could be filled with warm water by the clever use of a few arrays and a tap.
Xiulan, Yen Wen and Zheng Ling were relaxing naked in the water. They were not exactly tired, a cultivator does not tire from a few days ride on horseback but they did still need to relax.
Xiulan was running soapy hand over her breasts. She noticed both of her lovers watching her, so she made a show of lifting her legs and rubbing them slowly, from foot to thigh. She arched her back and drew attention to her taught stomach.
Zhen Ling and Yen Wen’s eyes met across Xiulan’s midriff and the two suddenly felt a bit awkward. They had both fooled around with Xiulan on the journey down but they had not yet done anything serious with each other.
Xiulan rolled her eyes at the awkwardness and took Yen Wen by the hand. She led her through the water to Zheng Ling and pushed the two together. Xiulan then exited the bath had wrapped a towel around herself.
Her lover looked at her confused. Xiulan dried herself and then settled out the edge of the bed. She spread her legs apart showing off her perfectly manicured little sister to the pair.
Xiulan commanded, “you two will fuck each other now. I want to play with my pussy as I watch the two of you go at it. I know that you both want to test out each other’s bodies.”
Their only hesitation seemed to have bled away. They had not engaged before now because they were not entirely sure how Xiulan would feel about it.
Yen Wen turned to Zheng Ling and kissed her deeply. Zheng Ling squeaked at the sudden movement but allowed Yen Wen tongue to invade her mouth and wrestle her own.
Yen Wen did not want to spend long on foreplay and moved one hand to Zheng Ling’s little sister immediately. Feeling that her prize was still submerged in water Yen Wen growled and lifted Zheng Ling out onto the bathtub.
Yen Wen the followed through her earlier though and forcing Zheng Lings legs apart stuck her middle finger into Zheng Lings cunt. Zheng Ling groaned in part pain part pleasure. Her little sister was no yet fully wet and Yen Wen had not allowed long enough for her to moisten but she quickly released more love juice when experiencing Yen Wen’s forceful actions.
Xiulan moved a pillow behind her to prop herself up and moved a hand to her own drooling slit. She slowly moved her index figure along the lips of her snatch. Xiulan did not want to cum yet. Rather she wanted to build her own excitement before experiencing the same treatment that Zheng Ling was getting now.
Zheng Ling was panting now and holding the back of Yen Wen’s head as the taller woman bent down to suck on her tits.
Zheng Ling breathed out, “slow down… please slow down. If you go this fast, then I… I am going to.”
Yen Wen only sped up the thrusting of her hand and then added a second finger to the first. Zheng Ling cried out as she came hard on Yen Wen’s hand. The muscles of her pussy contracting around strong fingers.
Yen Wen did not allow the older woman long to recover. She stepped out the bath herself and forced the mouth of a still sitting Zheng Ling onto her wet folds. Zheng Ling took the hint and worked her tongue against Yen Wen clit and into her tunnel.
While she was having her pussy eaten by the red headed beauty Yen Wen was staring with hunger at Xiulan. Xiulan was now working her own finger slowly in and out of her sex.
She was starting to build to an orgasm, but she was only slowly stoking the coals. Not racing to the finish. Eventually Yen Wen could no longer take the temptation and she thrust Zheng Ling aside and rushed over to Xiulan. She picked up Xiulan by placing her hands underneath her butt and warping around her thighs. She lifted XIulan’s little sister to her mouth and started to lick aggressively.
Xiulan gasped at the escalation of pleasure. She gripped Yen Wen blond hair and assited the woman by thrusting her hips into Yen Wen’s face. Yen Wen tongue was penetrating deeply into Xiulan’s passage and her nose was rubbing Xiulan’s clit.
Very soon a wave of crushing pleasure racked Xiulans body. This might have been the best orgasm Xiulan had experience. It had been so hot watching Yen Wen dominate Zheng Ling.
Speaking of Zheng Ling Xiulan saw her lifting her leg over Xiulan’s head and bringing her bottom lips onto Xiulan’s mouth.
They went at it all night until they passed out from exhaustion. The system chimed into Xiulan’s sleepy perception, “Cultivation has risen to Fourth level of qi condensation.”
Yen Wen and Zheng Ling. (Explicit)
The three woman travelled south east for several days. The road began to parallel a river. A significant chunk of the water that ran down from the mountains collected together into a deep waterway. The river was busy with boats moving in both directions. The ore that was mined in the area surrounding Rockcreek was taken by cart until the river and then loaded onto boats.
After a few more days of travel they came to Temple Gorge. The river had carved a deep scar into the land here once it reached softer stone. A temple had been the first to build here thousands of years ago. Now the Blue Crane kingdom’s third most populace city was built into the walls of the gorge.
Walkways and long cloths drying lines crisscrossed the span of the gorge. The river moved slowly here and wound several times through deep channels. It created small natural harbours for the river traffic to offload as well as load up even more cargo bound for the capital.
Xiulan did not allow herself long to admire the efficient crowded docks. She had briefly engaged her appraisal vision and the information overload on the goods changing hands almost made her vomit. This would be a very good place to make money.
Zheng Ling seemed somewhat familiar with the city and shouted above the din of trade and life, “there are inns all along the bottom level. We could stay at a better one of those.”
Xiulan shook her head and shouted back, “for what I have in mind we need to rent a house. A nice house in the good part of town.”
Zheng Ling gestured up above them, “all of the wealthy homes are on the upper levels.”
Yen Wen was looking uncomfortable with the press of people. She was more used to the open outdoors. Yen Wen still managed to grab the hand of a boy who had been trying to pick the pockets of Xiulan’s money bag.
Before she broke his hand Xiulan waved her hand to stop her. She gestured for Yen Wen to raise the boy up to her eye level. By now the boy could feel the natural power of Yen Wen and knew she was a cultivator. He was trembling in fear. Everyone knew that cultivators were irrationally vindictive.
Xiulan flicked a silver coin at the boy’s face and nodded appreciatively when he instinctively caught it. She used her appraisal eyes to look him over:
Long Yanlin – zero cultivation, Natural dappled shadow spiritual roots, worth 2 copper coins. Double to eliminate.
Xiulan looked him in the eyes and said, “you make more money with friends as opposed to enemies Long Yanlin.”
Xiulan was mildly surprised that they shared the same clan name. Long was not a name often given to orphans. Long Yanlin was even more shocked his name was known and his eyes widened.
Xiulan said, “I bet a resourceful and streetwise kid like you could take us to find a large and luxurious house to rent.”
The boy nodded quickly and when Yen Wen put him down, he moved a short distance away but waited for them to follow.
Two hours later the sun was setting and the three had rented a medium sized but luxurious villa on the second highest level of the gorge. It cost fifty gold a week to rent but Xiulan was not worried about the money. She was about to make a lot more.
The villa had a master bedroom with a large bed and at its foot a large bath. Three people could fit into both easily. The bath could be filled with warm water by the clever use of a few arrays and a tap.
Xiulan, Yen Wen and Zheng Ling were relaxing naked in the water. They were not exactly tired, a cultivator does not tire from a few days ride on horseback but they did still need to relax.
Xiulan was running soapy hand over her breasts. She noticed both of her lovers watching her, so she made a show of lifting her legs and rubbing them slowly, from foot to thigh. She arched her back and drew attention to her taught stomach.
Zhen Ling and Yen Wen’s eyes met across Xiulan’s midriff and the two suddenly felt a bit awkward. They had both fooled around with Xiulan on the journey down but they had not yet done anything serious with each other.
Xiulan rolled her eyes at the awkwardness and took Yen Wen by the hand. She led her through the water to Zheng Ling and pushed the two together. Xiulan then exited the bath had wrapped a towel around herself.
Her lover looked at her confused. Xiulan dried herself and then settled out the edge of the bed. She spread her legs apart showing off her perfectly manicured little sister to the pair.
Xiulan commanded, “you two will fuck each other now. I want to play with my pussy as I watch the two of you go at it. I know that you both want to test out each other’s bodies.”
Their only hesitation seemed to have bled away. They had not engaged before now because they were not entirely sure how Xiulan would feel about it.
Yen Wen turned to Zheng Ling and kissed her deeply. Zheng Ling squeaked at the sudden movement but allowed Yen Wen tongue to invade her mouth and wrestle her own.
Yen Wen did not want to spend long on foreplay and moved one hand to Zheng Ling’s little sister immediately. Feeling that her prize was still submerged in water Yen Wen growled and lifted Zheng Ling out onto the bathtub.
Yen Wen the followed through her earlier though and forcing Zheng Lings legs apart stuck her middle finger into Zheng Lings cunt. Zheng Ling groaned in part pain part pleasure. Her little sister was no yet fully wet and Yen Wen had not allowed long enough for her to moisten but she quickly released more love juice when experiencing Yen Wen’s forceful actions.
Xiulan moved a pillow behind her to prop herself up and moved a hand to her own drooling slit. She slowly moved her index figure along the lips of her snatch. Xiulan did not want to cum yet. Rather she wanted to build her own excitement before experiencing the same treatment that Zheng Ling was getting now.
Zheng Ling was panting now and holding the back of Yen Wen’s head as the taller woman bent down to suck on her tits.
Zheng Ling breathed out, “slow down… please slow down. If you go this fast, then I… I am going to.”
Yen Wen only sped up the thrusting of her hand and then added a second finger to the first. Zheng Ling cried out as she came hard on Yen Wen’s hand. The muscles of her pussy contracting around strong fingers.
Yen Wen did not allow the older woman long to recover. She stepped out the bath herself and forced the mouth of a still sitting Zheng Ling onto her wet folds. Zheng Ling took the hint and worked her tongue against Yen Wen clit and into her tunnel.
While she was having her pussy eaten by the red headed beauty Yen Wen was staring with hunger at Xiulan. Xiulan was now working her own finger slowly in and out of her sex.
She was starting to build to an orgasm, but she was only slowly stoking the coals. Not racing to the finish. Eventually Yen Wen could no longer take the temptation and she thrust Zheng Ling aside and rushed over to Xiulan. She picked up Xiulan by placing her hands underneath her butt and warping around her thighs. She lifted XIulan’s little sister to her mouth and started to lick aggressively.
Xiulan gasped at the escalation of pleasure. She gripped Yen Wen blond hair and assited the woman by thrusting her hips into Yen Wen’s face. Yen Wen tongue was penetrating deeply into Xiulan’s passage and her nose was rubbing Xiulan’s clit.
Very soon a wave of crushing pleasure racked Xiulans body. This might have been the best orgasm Xiulan had experience. It had been so hot watching Yen Wen dominate Zheng Ling.
Speaking of Zheng Ling Xiulan saw her lifting her leg over Xiulan’s head and bringing her bottom lips onto Xiulan’s mouth.
They went at it all night until they passed out from exhaustion. The system chimed into Xiulan’s sleepy perception, “Cultivation has risen to Fourth level of qi condensation.”
