Chapter 158: Qingyao and Xueyi - End (R-18)

"Qingyao, you..." Damian finally managed, looking at the beautiful woman before him with an expression of utter disbelief.

Mu Qingyao offered no immediate response, remaining bent over the poolside with her head lowered and her damp hair partially concealing her face.

Only a faint movement of her shoulders suggested that she had even heard him, while the water surrounding them gradually settled after the earlier commotion.

Shen Xueyi watched with growing concern, her usual composure giving way to an uncertain expression as she glanced between her fellow bride and Damian.

Had the young man finally gone overboard with his teasing?

Damian was beginning to wonder the same thing!

Although he had deliberately restrained his strength during their earlier playfulness, Qingyao’s reaction had been completely unexpected.

For a woman who ordinarily possessed such a charming, dignified personality, the sight of her hiding her face against the tiles was enough to make him question whether he had finally pushed her embarrassment beyond its limits.

He gently rested one hand against her back, offering a few reassuring pats before waiting for her to respond.

Eventually, Qingyao stirred.

She slowly raised her head and attempted to look back at him, although the awkwardness of her position prevented her from turning around properly.

Her delicate face was flushed all the way to her ears, and when their eyes finally met, Damian found himself staring into a pair of beautiful emerald eyes filled with watery grievance.

"Husband... you’re so mean..." Qingyao whined, her sweet voice carrying an unmistakably pouty accusation.

Damian froze, then his heart gave a tremendous thump!

He had been preparing to apologize if his earlier teasing had genuinely upset her, but the expression Qingyao was giving him conveyed something rather different.

Beneath the embarrassment and theatrical grievance was an unmistakable invitation, one that made him immediately reconsider his earlier interpretation of her reaction.

Apparently, his beautiful Evergreen wife wasn’t nearly as fragile as he had briefly feared!

Beside them, Xueyi quietly pressed her knees together before shifting into a more comfortable position.

Even she appeared affected by the atmosphere, although her attention remained focused upon Qingyao’s unexpectedly revealing behavior.

The famously elegant Evergreen beauty had apparently possessed a side that neither of them had known about until tonight.

Damian, meanwhile, was surprised by the discovery.

He had always known Qingyao possessed a playful streak, especially considering how comfortably she teased him during their earliest interactions.

However, seeing that same woman abandon her usual composure so completely was a different experience altogether.

More importantly, he was beginning to understand precisely what her sexual preferences were!

Just looking at her exposed lower body from her bent over position, one could see that her special place was completely coated in silky colored fluid, like a drooling mouth hungering for food.

Damian gulped heavily, and even Xueyi couldn’t help but clamp her legs, feeling aroused.

The current Mu Qingyao was too erotic and scandalous, no different from a demonic sect temptress given human form!

Damian gently rubbed the expansive flesh of her backside, turning to Qingyao with a smile.

Well, well, my naughty Qingyao. I see you’re ready for what’s about to come next, or am I wrong?"

Mu Qingyao shamefully turned her head away, and answered with a ’yes’ in a small voice.

Damian chuckled and moved to stand behind his wife, pressing one hand onto each of her large white glutes, squeezing the plentiful and soft flesh there.

"Hmmm!"

Mu Qingyao made a shameful noise and shuddered slightly from the sensation of being caressed so wantonly.

Damian continually kneaded the flesh, marveling at its softness and feel.

"My my, having such a perfect body sculpted to perfection. You aren’t an Evergreen Sect maiden, but a demonic Hehuan Sect vixen, aren’t you?" Damian accused with a light smack.

"Hng! No...No, I’m not... Ah..." Qingyao weakly retorted, shaking her hips slightly in response.

Damian slowly placed his tip against her entrance, and just when Qingyao tensed her body to receive it, the young man suddenly stopped.

"Huh? What have you stopped?" Qingyao asked in a slightly needy and annoyed tone, glancing backward at Damian.

A sinister glint flashed in Damian’s eyes as he leaned forward.

"If you want it, then say it for me to hear. I can be rather dense sometimes, especially when a beautiful woman keeps accusing me of being mean," Damian demanded shamelessly.

Qingyao looked scandalized.

"Damian!" she exclaimed, glaring at him with an expression that made Xueyi cover her mouth to conceal a smile.

Unfortunately for Qingyao, her future husband appeared completely unmoved by her attempt at intimidation.

"And what exactly do you want, my dear Qingyao? I find myself needing to hear it from those lovely lips." he teased, enjoying how her cheeks flushed again at having to articulate her desire.

For a while, Damian simply maintained his mischievous expression, apparently content to wait until Qingyao decided how she wanted to proceed.

The Evergreen beauty glanced back several times, each look becoming progressively more accusing.

However, Damian had already discovered that her indignation wasn’t quite as formidable as the authority she normally wielded over Evergreen Sect disciples.

Finally, she lowered her gaze.

"Husband... please. I want you... I want it... so stop making me say such embarrassing things," Qingyao pleaded softly, her voice barely rising above the sound of running water.

Damian’s amusement immediately softened into affection.

"Now that’s much better, darling. Was that really so difficult?" he teased, gently brushing a few damp strands of hair away from her cheek.

Qingyao lowered her head wiggled her backside in a needy manner, causing Xueyi to be further shocked by her shameful behavior.

However Damian was not surprised, having understood Qingyao’s type, and ’rewarded’ her by slowly pushing in.

Mu Qingyao grunted when Damian entered and began to tense the more he pushed in.

Damian soon reached the hymen and pushed through in one go, reaching the cervix with one thrust just as Qingyao yelped and almost jumped in surprise.

Her hands tightened against the edge of the pool, and the playful expression that had accompanied their earlier exchanges disappeared as she encountered an unfamiliar discomfort.

Damian stopped at once, keeping his hands securely around her waist while allowing her to adjust.

Xueyi leaned forward, concern replacing her earlier curiosity.

"Sister Qingyao, are you alright?" Shen Xueyi asked gently, examining her fellow bride’s expression.

Qingyao nodded, although she needed a moment before she could answer properly.

"I’m alright, Sister Xueyi. It’s just... rather different from what I imagined," she admitted, attempting an embarrassed smile.

Damian watched her carefully, noting that a pool of redness slid down between her thighs and entered the water, then spread.

He had promised himself that he wouldn’t become so carried away by the excitement of the evening that he overlooked his wives’ comfort.

Yet Qingyao had already demonstrated that she possessed a considerable degree of determination, and he understood that she might prefer to experience certain difficulties naturally rather than have him eliminate every unpleasant sensation through supernatural assistance.

Still, that didn’t mean he had to ignore her discomfort completely.

Damian carefully circulated a small quantity of his refined Qi before guiding it toward Qingyao, using the energy’s gentle circulation to provide a brief measure of relief.

The effect was temporary, but her shoulders loosened almost immediately as the soothing sensation helped her recover.

Qingyao released a grateful breath.

"Thank you, Husband. That feels much better," she murmured, turning her head sufficiently to offer him a small smile.

He withdrew the additional Qi after ensuring that she had recovered sufficiently, allowing Qingyao to decide how she wanted to proceed.

Considering that she could circulate her own cultivation whenever necessary, he had little reason to interfere further unless she actually requested assistance.

A short while later, Qingyao adjusted her position and looked toward him again.

"Husband... you can move now," she prompted softly.

Damian nodded, gently caressing her shoulders before allowing his hands to move along her back.

"Alright, darling. Just tell me whenever you want me to slow down," he replied, giving her an affectionate smile.

He then began to move very slowly.

The next several minutes required considerably more patience than Damian had originally anticipated.

He paid close attention to Qingyao’s expressions, pausing whenever her breathing became strained and continuing only after she relaxed and showed that she was comfortable.

Gradually, her earlier tension diminished, and she began responding with considerably more enthusiasm.

Like this, Damian built momentum, eventually working fully through the period of pain for Qingyao and entering the period of pleasure.

And Damian had to say, it was vastly different.

Xueyi was slender, and her build lended itself to grip and depth. She was extremely tight, even for a virgin, and ended up squeezing Damian dry like he was a cow.

Qingyao was different, in that she was voluptuous, so she lended herself towards aesthetics and motion.

She was not as tight as Xueyi, but she was extremely wet, causing the movement to be smooth and slick, allowing Damian to move faster and freer than before.

Not to mention her fleshy womanly assets lent itself to visual arousal.

Seeing the waves of her flesh spread with each movement of his hips, as well as her large chest swinging back and forth with their movement, added another layer of arousal.

Unfortunately, there was another problem.

The feeling was different, but the outcome was the same.

Qingyao was bent over the poolside, her eyes closed as she moaned in pleasure, completely absorbed by the sensation of unity with her husband, and her sensitive body overwhelming her mind with pleasure.

She felt every movement far more than usual, and she even began moving in tandem with her husband, greedily seeking more and more as her arousal built towards climax.

Damian though, was once again in the trenches so to speak.

He was soon overwhelmed by the sheer wetness of Qingyao, and each motion seemed to suck him in deeper and deeper as extremely scandalous sloshing sounds emerged from their union.

When he looked down, he saw the perfect shape of his wife, heard her eager moans, and saw her luscious feminine figure that conformed to his masculine dominance.

This made things worse as his male brain surged with satisfaction, so he raised his head to look upward and try to think of unarousing things to reduce his own build up that was increasing too fast for his liking.

For several moments, the distraction worked surprisingly well.

Damian could almost imagine himself sitting behind a desk surrounded by account books, painstakingly reviewing financial records while Vivienne explained the latest developments within his expanding trading organization.

What an absolutely unromantic picture!

Unfortunately, he had overlooked one rather important consideration.

Qingyao!

Unlike Damian, who was desperately attempting to distract himself, the beautiful cultivator had no particular reason to do anything of the sort.

She had already experienced an unexpectedly intense moment earlier that evening, and the additional affection she was currently receiving appeared to be bringing her rapidly toward another.

Damian noticed the change almost too late.

Qingyao did not need much stimulation from her endowed husband to reach climax once more, her body shaking and convulsing as more fluid spurted out of her lower body.

However, this meant that Damian, who was looking up to avoid releasing early, was caught off guard by her climax.

It greatly affected him because she began clamping down on him hard as part of her climax, not to mention her increased fluids.

By the time Damian realized what was happening, his carefully constructed mental defenses had already collapsed.

Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me!

He had genuinely believed that concentrating upon financial administration would provide enough distraction to maintain his composure.

Unfortunately, Qingyao had apparently decided to demonstrate that even the most tedious commercial considerations were powerless against her enthusiasm.

In the end, with a dumbfounded and almost defeated look, Damian found himself buried deep in Qingyao, his buildup shooting into her with powerful spurts, deeply inseminating her.

Qingyao was also caught off guard by his climax, and each spurt was accompanied with an ’ah!’ from her, as she felt the hot fluid pour into her abdomen.

For several moments, neither Damian nor Qingyao moved.

The beautiful cultivator rested against the poolside, thoroughly exhausted, while Damian remained behind her with an expression caught somewhere between satisfaction and mild defeat.

He had begun the evening imagining that his considerably enhanced Attributes would allow him to handle everything with effortless confidence.

Reality had been rather less cooperative!

Eventually, with shaky legs, he pulled back and out of her, emerging with a ’pop’ sound.

Like before, a mixture of white and red flowed out of Qingyao, but the Evergreen beauty was too dazed to stop it.

Luckily, Xueyi was here and assisted her by doing the same thing for Qingyao as she did for herself, discarding the red and keeping the white, letting it flow back in for maximum effect.

Her intentions were quite apparent to Damian, especially considering the choices she had made following her own first experience.

Neither woman seemed particularly interested in leaving the possibility of children entirely to chance.

Damian watched the exchange with an amused expression as he settled against the poolside, allowing the warm water to soothe his tired muscles.

He had already decided that questions concerning children would ultimately belong to his wives as much as himself, and he possessed more than sufficient resources to provide for whatever family they eventually established.

Naturally, none of their hopes guaranteed that conception would occur, but the intentions behind their actions were impossible to misunderstand.

Heh, these two really do know what they want!

Even amid the most private moments of their first evening together, his beautiful wives remained perfectly capable of keeping their future goals in mind.

And Damian could only regard that determination with considerable amusement!