I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!

Chapter 241: Chapter 241 The Elder Council is Listening, Please Moan Quieter

Lin Feng gently rubbed the large head of his little brother against Su Muyao’s delicate pink flower, moving slowly and deliberately.

The warm friction made Su Muyao’s body tremble, and before long a slick warmth began to gather from deep within her, spreading outward as her body naturally responded to his teasing nether touch.

With Lin Feng’s careful and persistent efforts, everything began to unfold exactly as he intended.

First, he ensured that the thick tip of his eager yang beast was thoroughly coated with Su Muyao’s warm love juices.

But he was not satisfied with just that.

Slowly, he began making measured and wise rocking motions with his hips.

His body moved forward and back in a smooth, gliding rhythm, letting his length slide teasingly along her delicate folds, causing her pink petals to shift and sway with every deliberate, erratic motion.

Even then, he did not push inside her yet.

Instead, he patiently continued the motion, making sure the lower length of his heated iron was also well lubricated.

The slow friction drew even more moisture from Su Muyao’s depths, preparing both of them for what was about to come.

Su Muyao’s body trembled slightly beneath him as she felt the teasing movements.

The anticipation alone was enough to make her breathing grow uneven.

Lin Feng remained focused.

He was not rushing.

He knew that proper preparation would make his entry far smoother.

Only when he felt that everything was ready did he finally stop the teasing motion.

His hips shifted slightly as he adjusted his position.

Once again, he aimed directly at Su Muyao’s precious treasure.

Now the thick head of his proud weapon hovered only a breath away from the tight pink entrance of bliss, poised and ready to begin the next moment of their passionate night.

“Hold on, Muyao. I’m going in,” Lin Feng said, his voice calm yet commanding.

Then, in one powerful motion, he drove his great length deep inside her with a single slam.

Bang!

The bed rocked violently under their weight, and Su Muyao’s vision swirled as a sharp wave of pain shot through her.

Stars danced before her eyes, but beneath the initial sting, a familiar, overwhelming sensation began to rise from within her widely stretched, wet depths.

A sudden sense of déjà vu hit her as memories of the very first time she had shared this intimate moment with Lin Feng surged through her.

She couldn’t explain how or why, but it felt as if Lin Feng’s mighty staff was forged from the most supreme material, the one and only key to a woman’s happiness, peace, and bliss.

Simply having it inside her was enough to stir the deepest, most guarded parts of her body.

Her long-suppressed warmth boiled over, spilling out uncontrollably.

“Lin Feng! Ahhhhhhh!” Su Muyao’s scream tore through the chamber, raw and unrestrained.

Her body felt as if it had melted entirely under his control, and her hot, flowing love juices gushed freely from the depths of her cauldron of desire, leaving her trembling and gasping in a perfect blend of both pain and pleasure.

Su Muyao’s body shuddered violently as her first hot release erupted, a torrential wave of her white, milky essence spilling uncontrollably from her depths.

The warmth, the pressure, the sheer intensity of it all left her breathless, her muscles trembling, and her mind dizzy with ecstasy.

But Lin Feng was far from finished.

As the last spurt of her profound yin qi essence trickled free, he moved over her with deliberate, unrelenting force, pressing himself fully against her.

The instant contact sent shockwaves of pleasure racing through her body, sparking yet another round of explosive, almost unbearable sensation.

Pak!

Pak!

Pak!

The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the chamber, a rhythm of lust and power that seemed to reverberate off the walls.

“Ohhhhhhh!”

“Ohhhhhhh!”

“Ahhhhhhh!” Su Muyao’s cries rose and fell in a wild, unbroken symphony of passion, each scream carrying her further into the storm of pleasure.

Her body seemed to have a mind of its own, rising and falling with each thrust, clinging tightly to Lin Feng’s thick, long, coiling dragon.

She could feel him filling her completely, stretching her in ways that left her gasping for breath yet craving even more.

Her heavenly floodgates were wide open, and each motion of Lin Feng’s body drove her to constant and endless unimaginable peaks.

She felt so full, so stretched, and so utterly consumed that clear thought seemed impossible.

Unbeknownst to her, Su Muyao’s face bore an unmistakably lewd expression, the kind of look that belonged to a woman completely lost, swimming deep in an ocean of unrestrained pleasure.

Her late husband, by comparison, had nothing between his legs, merely a tiny, weak worm-sized toy the size of a baby’s pinky finger, completely incapable of satisfying her the way Lin Feng did.

What her late husband had was insignificant, delicate, and fleeting, while Lin Feng had a behemoth, a leviathan combined into one unstoppable force, a divine instrument of pleasure that pushed her to the brink again and again.

Even the thick veins along his massive tool added to the intensity, rubbing and pulsing against her most sensitive depths in perfect, agonizing rhythm.

Each vein, each inch of his hard length, was enough to send her spiraling into blissful madness.

Her back arched, her hands clawed at the sheets, and her body shook with relentless waves of ecstasy.

She felt stretched to her limits, yet every nerve in her body screamed for more.

As for Lin Feng, he was finally enjoying the overwhelming sensation of being completely lost in the act of lovemaking.

The first time they had been together, Su Muyao had passed out shortly after he entered her tight pink flower, leaving him unable to truly savor the moment.

Now things were different.

This time he had no intention of being denied.

Pak!

Pak!

Pak!

His hips moved in a powerful rhythm, driving his long, hard heavenly sword deep within her again and again.

The bed beneath them creaked and trembled violently from the force of his movements, nearly giving way under the relentless motion.

Below him, Su Muyao continued to cry out, her voice rising again and again as waves of pleasure washed through her body.

Her hands clutched the sheets helplessly as her body trembled beneath him.

Hearing her cries only fueled Lin Feng even more.

The sounds she made, the way her body responded to him, and how her tight pink hole gripped him so firmly, all combined with the sheer intensity of the moment to fill him with a deep sense of satisfaction.

Making Su Muyao cry out like this… there is no better feeling in the world, Lin Feng thought with a satisfied smile.