Chapter 561- The Pull of Anal Rings
He was still in the pool, his cock hanging wet and satisfied against his thigh, his gold-crimson eyes moving across the room with the unhurried inventory of a man who has completed one item on a list and is considering the next.
He looked at her.
"One," he said.
The word arrived with the weight of a number.
Yaolan looked at the glowing, seed-leaking, petal-surrounded wreck of her youngest elder.
She looked at the remaining three women in the pool.
She looked at her own hands under the water, at the pink-gold shimmer that had appeared in the water around her own body, her own meridians still vibrating with resonance.
"One," she repeated.
He smiled.
"All of you come together, since you all are not virgins, I can be rough."
’!?!’
PHACCK!! PAH PAH PAAH!!
"AAAHHH~!! WRONG — THAT IS THE WRONG — ANCESTOR~!! THAT IS NOT THE RIGHT — KYAAAANNGGHH~!!"
Elder Mengsha’s voice split the bath hall ceiling.
She was face-down over the pool edge, her wide hips thrust backward, her enormous tits flattened against the wet stone beneath her, nipples dragging as she tried to pull forward and away from the cock that had found her asshole without ceremony and was currently three inches deep in a hole that had never, in four hundred years of cultivation, been asked to accommodate anything.
"It is," Tianlong said, behind her, "the right hole."
PAH! PAAH!
"NNOONGHHH~!! ANCESTOR~!! PLEASE~!! THIS ELDER’S INNER BACK GATE HAS NEVER — HIEKK~!! — IT WILL TEAR~!!"
"Your pussy," he said, driving another inch forward while she wailed, "has already cultivated technique with previous partners." His hips rolled with the patient pressure of a man who was not asking. "Your seed I will place where it has not been claimed."
He drove to the base.
PHACCKK!!
"KYAAAANNNGGHHHH~~~!!!!"
Her enormous ass swallowed him completely, the thick globes of her buttocks pressed flat against his pelvis, the soft flesh deforming under the impact and bouncing back in a ripple that moved up her entire body. Her tits slapped hard against the stone. Her mouth gaped open against the pool edge, spit running freely, eyes showing full white.
Her asshole was stretched to a circumference that should not have been survivable. The ring of it gripped his shaft with a desperate, clamping pressure, every ridge and vein of his cock readable through the stretched walls of her bowels like a map pressed through wet paper.
The bulge in her lower abdomen was visible from behind.
Elder Mengsha’s internal thoughts had reduced to a single continuous signal that was not language.
Six feet away, the slender bare-shaved elder — Ruiwen, whose smooth-shaved cunt had been involuntarily dripping since Fanxue’s breakthrough — was on her back in the shallow end of the pool, the broad-hipped elder Caifen sitting on her face.
This had not been their idea.
Tianlong had arranged them with the brisk efficiency of a man setting up instruments he intended to play simultaneously, one hand on each of them, positioning with the unhurried authority of someone who owned the room and everything in it.
"Keep each other occupied," he had said, "until I get to you."
Caifen’s enormous, dark-nippled tits hung down over Ruiwen’s forehead as she sat, her thick thighs on either side of Ruiwen’s head, her hairy cunt pressed against the slender elder’s mouth. She was grinding, helplessly, her cultivation base having crossed some line between managing the pheromone saturation and simply surrendering to it.
"Mnggh~!" Ruiwen’s muffled sound came from somewhere beneath Caifen’s thigh.
"I — I cannot — " Caifen’s hands gripped the pool edge, her fat ass rolling in slow, grinding circles, her dark nipples pointed stiffly downward, "— I cannot believe this is — HNGH~!! — stop that with your tongue —"
"Mmmph~!!"
"I did not say — AAHN~!! — I did not say stop entirely —"
Then Tianlong pulled out of Elder Mengsha.
The sound it made was obscene, a wet, total withdrawal that left her asshole gaping open in a ragged ring, his seed pouring out in thick streams that hit the pool water in white ropes. She collapsed forward over the stone, her massive tits slapping flat, her whole body convulsing in the continuous aftershocks of an anal destruction that her cultivation walls had barely held together.
He moved.
Three steps through the water.
He grabbed Caifen by the hair.
Her head yanked back, her huge tits swinging forward with the motion, the dark nipples brushing the water surface. Before she had finished the gasp the hair-grab had produced, his cock pressed against her asshole from behind, the broad crimson head finding the tight ring with the directional accuracy of a man who did not need to look.
"WAIT~!! ANCESTOR~!! THIS ONE WAS JUST — HIEKK~!!"
He pushed.
Her asshole, which had never been opened, did not open gracefully.
It opened the way a knot opens under steady, unyielding force — slowly, terribly, the ring stretching around the circumference of his cockhead in a way that made her thighs tremble and her tits sway and every sound she was capable of making collapse into a single, rising, helpless note.
PAH!
"KYAAANNGGHH~!! IT IS TOO THICK~!! ANCESTOR YOUR JADE PILLAR IS AS THICK AS MY ARM~!! MY BACK GATE CANNOT~!!"
"It can," he said.
PAH! PAAH! PAAAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HAAIYAANGH~!! NOOO~!! THAT IS THE WRONG HOLE — THAT HOLE IS NOT FOR — HIEEKK~!!"
"It is the right hole," he said, for the second time in five minutes, with the same even patience as the first.
His hand came around her front, grabbed one enormous, swinging tit, and squeezed. The heavy mound overflowed his palm in every direction, the dark nipple pressing through his fingers, and he pinched — hard, twisting, dragging the nipple outward until she screamed again and her cultivation base blazed and her asshole clamped down on his cock with a vice-grip that had nothing to do with willingness and everything to do with raw biological response to pain.
PAH PAH PHACCK PAH PAH!!
"NNGHHH~!! OUNGH~!! HAAIYAANGH~!! FILL~!! IT IS FILLING~!! SOMETHING IS FILLING MY BELLY~!!"
Beneath her, Ruiwen had surfaced. She was watching Caifen’s enormous ass clapping against Tianlong’s pelvis with the wide, focused eyes of a woman who had just received comprehensive visual information about what was about to happen to her.
"Ancestor," she said, her bare-shaved cunt flushed deep rose above the water, "this humble one would like to offer her — her cultivation insight regarding —"
He pulled out of Caifen.
Her asshole stayed open, gaping, the rim red and stretched into a new shape, seed pouring out of her in a slow, thick flood. She folded sideways into the pool water, twitching, her dark nipples dragging through the pink-gold surface.
He grabbed Ruiwen.
"WAIT — ANCESTOR WAIT — AAAHH~!!"
He flipped her, face-down, her bare smooth ass thrust upward out of the water. The smooth cunt lips, pink and fully exposed without their hair, glistened in the steam. He lined up against her asshole with the same direct efficiency.
"NNOOO~!! NOT THERE~!! ANCESTOR MY CUNT IS RIGHT THERE~!! USE MY CUNT~!! PLEASE~!!"
"That one," he said, pressing forward, her tight asshole stretching around his head with a resistance that made her whole body go rigid, "has been used before."
PAH!
"KYAAAANNNGGHHHH~~~!!!!"
Her bare ass clapped against his pelvis with a sound that echoed off every stone wall in the bath hall, the smooth mounds bouncing outward and then sucking back in as he withdrew, as if her flesh was trying to keep him.
His cock pulled her anal ring inside-out with each outward drag, the pink inner walls visible briefly before he drove back in and the whole architecture of her ass compressed and expanded and her tits hung below her, swinging hard enough to slap the water’s surface with each impact.