Chapter 785- Moans of Outer World
~~ The Guest Quarters — Preparations
The guest quarters, the luxurious suite within the imperial palace, was there. The jade walls, the crystal-paned windows, the formation-lanterns casting warm light, the silk-draped bed, were there. The finest accommodations the Azure Cloud Province could offer.
Tianlong sat. On the bed, his back against the headboard, his gold-crimson eyes closed, his body naked, was there. His dark hair, loose, fell across the silk pillows. His golden skin, the warm, divine, perfect skin, gleamed in the lantern light.
Two women were between his legs.
Madam Fengwan. Her sharp eyes, her dark hair, her naked body, her full boobs, her thick ass, were there. Her mouth, her warm, wet, eager mouth, was on his left testicle. Her lips, full and experienced, kissed the heavy sac. Her tongue, pink and nimble, lapped. She sucked the testicle into her mouth, her cheeks bulging, and hummed.
"Mmm..."
Liu Mei. Her amethyst eyes, her purple hair, her naked body, her voluptuous frame, her enormous boobs, were there. Her mouth, her warm, wet, expert mouth, was on his right testicle. Her lips, swollen and skilled, kissed. Her tongue, warm and thorough, traced the seam. She sucked the other testicle into her mouth and hummed.
"Mmm..."
The dual stimulation, the warm, wet, vibrating dual stimulation of two mouths on his balls, was there. The sound, the wet, soft, slurping, humming sound of two women servicing him, filled the room.
The soft bobbing, the rhythmic, synchronized bobbing of two heads between his legs, was there. The motion, the up-and-down, the lips and tongues working, was there.
Tianlong, his gold-crimson eyes, opening, looked down. The two women, their naked bodies, their mouths on his balls, their eyes looking up at him, were there. The assessment, the brief, evaluative assessment, was there.
"Is this the sword sovereign?" he said. His voice was calm. Conversational. The question, the seemingly rhetorical question, was there.
The two women, their mouths full, did not respond. They continued. The sucking, the licking, the humming, continued.
Tianlong, his gold-crimson eyes on the ceiling, held the knowing. The absolute, transcendent, future-aware knowing.
’Naturally, I expected something more. But this guy — he has his past life memories. Just like me.’
The realization, the post-Reincarnation-Pool realization, was there. The pool, the divine water, had given him the memories. Not of his past life. Of this world. Of the timeline, the alternate timeline, the "what would have happened" timeline. The world where Emperor Tianlong existed as part of this world, without the system. Without the cheats. Without the divine advantages.
In that timeline, in that past, he had killed the Sword Sovereign. Had killed the prodigy, the sword genius born once in ten thousand years, to steal his Sword Dao Bone. Had taken the prodigy’s natural talent, his innate sword gift, and claimed it.
And now, in this timeline, the Sword Sovereign had been reincarnated. Was alive. Was here. Was a young man, hiding, planning, scheming.
Tianlong smiled. The expression, the small, knowing, amused smile, was there.
’He thinks he is hidden. He thinks I do not know. He thinks his little schemes, his little ally, his little princess, are secret.’
’I know everything. The pool showed me. The past, the future, the alternate timeline — all of it. I know his name. His face. His cultivation. His plan. His ally. His strategy.’
’And I know what he is planning for the banquet.’
The smile, the widening, the predatory smile, was there.
The soft bobbing sound, the continuous, wet, rhythmic sound from below, continued. He looked down. The two women, Fengwan and Liu Mei, their mouths on his balls, their eyes looking up, were there. The only two women he had kept with him for this visit to the Azure Cloud Province. The others, the queens, the princesses, the concubines collected from the mortal world — all sent back to the main empire. Because with the awakening of his memories, he needed to move differently. To act differently. To plan differently.
Fewer women. Less attention. More focus. And the ones he kept, he could pump harder. Cultivate harder. Advance further. Fengwan and Liu Mei, both now at the Middle Great Vehicle realm, were his strongest, most useful tools.
He smirked. The expression, the satisfied, predatory expression, was there. His hands, large and pale, found their hair. Fengwan’s dark hair. Liu Mei’s purple hair. His fingers, gripping, held. He pulled. Up. Both women, their mouths leaving his balls with wet pops, gasped.
"Ah—" Fengwan gasped. Her sharp eyes, wide, were on him.
"Mmm—" Liu Mei gasped. Her amethyst eyes, wide, were on him.
He threw them. Onto the bed. Both women, their naked bodies, the full and the voluptuous frames, were on the silk. Their bodies, the impact, the bouncing, were there. Fengwan’s full boobs, the heavy mounds, heaved. Liu Mei’s enormous tits, the massive, soft flesh, jiggled.
He was on them. Directly, immediately, his body, golden and muscular, was on them. His cock, twelve inches, hard, the head crimson, was there.
He started to fuck them. Both. His divine power, his transcendent cultivation, manifested. Two cocks. Not one. Two. The divine formation, the astral projection, the qi manifestation, created a second organ. Both, twelve inches, both hard, both real.
One in Fengwan’s pussy. One in Liu Mei’s pussy. Simultaneously. Both women, their bodies, their wet, ready, well-fucked pussies, were impaled.
PAAAH! PAAAH!
"OUNGH~!! HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!!"
The moans, the dual, overlapping, harmonized moans of two women being fucked simultaneously, filled the room. The sound, the wet, obscene, continuous sound of divine fucking, was there.
"Let’s prepare for the banquet tomorrow," Tianlong said. His voice was calm. The instruction, the casual, mid-coitus instruction, was there.
The two women, their moans muffled, their mouths gasping, their bodies being fucked, were there. The resonance, the harmonized, symphonic resonance of two women moaning while being fucked by the same man at the same time, was there.
Pah pah pah pah pah!
"OUNGH~!! Master! HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!!"
He fucked them. Both. At a speed, a pace, that was beyond human. The divine power, the transcendent qi, drove both cocks. In and out. In and out. The synchronization, the impossible, divine synchronization of two pussies being fucked at the same pace, was there.
Fengwan, her sharp eyes, rolling, her full boobs heaving, her thick ass being driven into the silk, was there. Her pussy, the hairy mound, the stretched walls, was being pounded. The womb, the deep, innermost chamber, was being poked. His cock head, the broad surface, against her cervix, pressing.
Liu Mei, her amethyst eyes, rolling, her enormous tits swinging, her voluptuous body convulsing, was there. Her pussy, the hairy mound, the stretched walls, was being pounded. The same pace. The same depth. The same divine, overwhelming, all-consuming divine qi.
He kissed them. Both. His mouth, moving between them. Fengwan’s lips, then Liu Mei’s lips. Back and forth. The kiss, the deep, invasive, divine-qi-infused kiss, was shared.
PAAAH! PAAAH! PAAAH!
"OUNGH~!! HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!! NIEENGH~!!"
The crying, the simultaneous, overlapping, harmonized crying of two women reaching their limits, was there. The poked wombs, the pressed cervixes, the overwhelming, divine, all-consuming stimulation, was there.
They came. Both. Simultaneously. The orgasms, the twin, divine, overwhelming orgasms, hit. Their bodies, the two frames, convulsed. Their pussies, the two cunts, clenched. The fluid, the squirt, the thin, clear streams, arced.
PAAAH! PAAAH!
"AAAAAANGH~!!!"