Chapter 150: Having a Good Time with Yunru (+18)
*Era of the Dao, Upper Realms, Dao Temple... Pavilion of the Celestial Will*
The atmosphere at the top of the Floating Temple had become one of serenity after the turmoil of the investiture. The jade bells continued to ring at regular intervals, their sound waves purifying the residual Qi of the crowd that had dispersed. Xuan BaiShe stood near a monumental opening, his hands crossed behind his back. He observed the sea of pearly clouds that stretched infinitely beneath his feet, the Yin-Yang symbol on his forehead pulsing with a discreet but constant binary glow.
A perfumed and familiar presence manifested behind him. Elder Yunru approached, the sliding of her silk robe on the white marble producing an erotic rustle. The woman possessed an anatomy that defied all human logic, a permanent carnal provocation beneath her mask of high dignitary. Her midnight blue bustier, studded with small Qi stars, struggled to contain her monstrous and firm breasts. Each step made this fleshy mass sway with a heaviness that inevitably captivated the gaze. Her wide hips and plump posterior were molded by fabric so thin that it hinted at the heat of her porcelain skin.
"My Lord..." murmured Yunru, her voice a suave melody that made BaiShe’s meridians shiver.
BaiShe turned slowly. His gaze slid over her without haste, lingering on the heavy curve of her breasts and the fineness of her waist. He extended his hand and gently grabbed her wrist, pulling her against him until her imposing chest crushed against his torso.
"You have been patient, Yunru," he murmured in a low voice. "Tonight, I am going to take you as you deserve."
He kissed her slowly and tenderly. Their lips pressed together, then their tongues caressed each other with gentleness. BaiShe slid the straps of Yunru’s bustier off her shoulders. The fabric fell, freeing her enormous breasts that bounced heavily. He took them in both hands, kneading them with sensual slowness, his thumbs caressing the already hardened nipples.
Yunru let out a trembling sigh. She wrapped her arms around BaiShe’s neck while he continued to kiss her neck, then moved down toward her chest. He sucked one nipple, then the other, with unexpected gentleness, alternating slow tongue strokes and light suction. His hands explored her body, caressing her wide hips, her round ass, sliding under the robe to touch her burning skin directly.
He guided her to a large marble altar covered with a silk carpet. He gently laid her on her back. Yunru spread her thighs herself, revealing her pussy already glistening with desire, perfectly shaved and swollen. BaiShe removed his own clothes, his big veined cock standing erect and throbbing in the cool air of the temple.
He positioned himself between her legs and slowly rubbed his glans between her wet lips, without entering right away. He looked her straight in the eyes while teasing her like this.
"You are soaked, Elder..." he murmured with a slight smile.
Yunru bit her lower lip. "Take me, My Lord... gently at first."
BaiShe pushed slowly. His thick glans parted Yunru’s tight walls, sinking inch by inch into her wet heat. When he was fully inside her, he remained motionless for a long moment, savoring the sensation. Then he started to move: slow, deep, almost languorous back and forth. Their bodies rubbed with sensuality, skin against skin. BaiShe regularly leaned down to kiss her, nibbling her lips while he rolled his hips in circles, rubbing his pubis against her clit with each penetration.