"What did you do to me..."
Experiencing sexual sensations for the first time, Li felt utterly limp, her body soft as if all strength had drained away. Even her last intimate embrace with Feng hadn't left her so weak. Li's long, slender legs tried to hold her up, but they trembled faintly, unable to find footing.
Then, something pressed against the soft, rounded curve of her hips: a rod-like object radiating indescribable heat. Even through layers of fabric, Li felt its faint warmth, making her tremble as her breathing quickened.
"Princess!"
Wally quivered with excitement, his layers of thick flesh rippling like waves. The rolls of fat on his belly pressed against Li's youthful curves, and she sensed the fervor pulsing through him.
"You... get away from me!"
Li squirmed, her delicate hand swatting at Wally's oily belly. The impact sent his flabby stomach jiggling like a water balloon, the sensation of his flesh against her skin sending strange ripples through her slender waist. It was a new feeling, almost enticing, stirring a faint heat deep in her flat abdomen. This warmth pulsed with her quickening heartbeat, spreading to her limbs, leaving her tingling with an unfamiliar, electric numbness.
Hearing the slight anger in her voice, Wally regained a sliver of clarity. His merchant instincts kicked in, and caution returned. He shrank back, his chubby neck retreating as he gave a sheepish grin and stepped away.
"Just a little joke, Princess, please don't be mad."
His sweaty, flabby belly pulled away from Li's waist and her slightly upturned hips. A cool breeze slipped through the gap, and she let out a quiet breath of relief. But her softened body still felt fragile, forcing her to grip the railing like a willow bending in the wind.
Just as she steadied herself, ready to summon her royal dignity and scold Wally for his insolence, something unexpected happened. As Wally stepped back, the hard, heated rod between his legs, whether by accident or intent, brushed against her. The bulging tent in his trousers, a thick, misshapen length with a tapered tip like an arrowhead, grazed the soft, hidden crevice between her thighs.
"Ah!"
Li, unprepared for such a sensation, tensed instantly. Her youthful, elastic hips clenched, and a sudden rush, like a flood breaking free, surged from the mysterious garden deep within her. The strength she had just regained vanished, her arched feet trembling, her calves shaking. Her maturing, rounded legs instinctively clamped together, trapping Wally's scorching length between them.
"Hiss!"
Her reflexive grip caught Wally's oversized rod, sending a faint pang of pain through him. But the silky smoothness of her youthful skin, the supple firmness of her thighs, was like a siren's call. Even this seasoned man, no stranger to women, sucked in a sharp breath. His already engorged length swelled further, pressing against Li's sensitive skin, letting her feel its cylindrical shape and searing heat.
How could an innocent girl withstand such stimulation? Her beautiful, slightly childish face flushed with a dazed, dreamy look. Her body reacted on instinct, leaving her powerless. Her trembling fingers, once gripping the railing, loosened, and without that anchor, her knees buckled. She nearly collapsed.
But between her soft, elastic thighs, that thick, carrot-like rod acted like a lever, rigid and unrelenting. It held her up, a scalding pillar propping up her faltering frame.
"Ahh!"
Before she could process it, the tight, intimate contact at the root of her thighs sent a jolt through her. Li let out a panicked cry, laced with a lazy, unintended allure.
As her body sank, the unyielding rod didn't bend. Wally's desire kept it rigid, sliding past her thighs through the silky fabric, brushing against the private, shameful place she barely understood, a place she knew only as a source of waste. The thin layers of clothing did nothing to dull the heat of Wally's swollen flesh pressing against her most sensitive spot.
The touch of that burning rod against her delicate shame sent Li's breath hitching, her heartbeat racing. Her flushed cheeks glowed like a summer dawn, radiant and chaotic. Her once-pure eyes grew misty, unfocused, as if drunk. A rush of heat and instinctive pleasure shot up her spine, overwhelming the poor girl. She whimpered, nearly collapsing.
Seeing her sway, Wally snapped out of his lustful haze. Not wanting his dream girl to fall, he reached out with his meaty hands, catching her soft, trembling body.
Her skin was smooth and pliant, her frame delicate as if boneless. Wally's heart raced, his breath quickening. The ambiguous position emboldened him, his courage growing with his desire.
He couldn't resist pulling her closer, wrapping his arms around her youthful form. It was like embracing a cloud, soft and weightless, sending his pulse into overdrive.
Lost in a daze, Li seemed to forget to resist. Her eyes wandered, unfocused, as if drifting beyond the room. The dazzling tricks and magic below in the Pear Garden no longer held her attention.
Thump, thump! Thump, thump!
Their racing heartbeats echoed through their pressed bodies, the heat rising. One, a pure and clueless maiden; the other, a greasy, rotund man, outwardly repulsive.
After what felt like an eternity, Li's voice trembled, her intended anger softened to a sheepish plea: "You... let me go!"
Her words sent a thrill through Wally, melting his restraint. Even his rod twitched, hardening further, brushing against her tender mound once more, drawing a muffled gasp from her.
"Princess, forgive me! Forgive me!"
Wally feigned panic, loosening his grip, but his hips stayed pressed against her, his thick thighs wedged against her hips and slender legs. One of his legs was wider than both of hers combined.
"Get... it away!"
The near-constant touch of his scorching rod, every slight movement sending waves of heat, left Li's body tingling. She snapped at him, her voice sharp but quivering.
Her tone, meant to scold, sounded more like a coy whine, carrying no real weight.
"Huh? What's that?" Wally played dumb, blinking innocently, refusing to hear her command. He kept his hips forward, the thick rod pressed against her delicate thighs.
The subtle friction sparked endless heat and pleasure, overwhelming the inexperienced girl. She panted, breathless, unable to do anything but endure.
"Wally!"
His pelvis pressed against her soft, firm hips, rocking gently, kneading her tender flesh into different shapes, now oval, now flattened. The humiliating position pushed Li's shame to its limit. She slapped his belly, took a deep breath, and summoned her royal authority, calling his full name with the commanding tone of a princess. Her imperial air snapped Wally out of his lustful haze.
This wasn't some tavern wench he could toy with. She was Bright Hua's princess, the Emperor's cherished daughter, backed by immense power.
"Heh heh heh!"
Wally chuckled awkwardly, stepping back. His rigid rod slid from her thighs, his hips pulling away from her pliant hips, which sprang back to their natural shape, a testament to their youthful elasticity.
Seeing this, Wally, already a lecher, swallowed hard. His trousers strained as his rod twitched, aching with a tightness that made him want to rip them off and show the innocent girl his prized organ.
Glancing down, he noticed a wet patch on his bulging trousers, whether from his own leaking fluids or something else, he couldn't tell. His heated gaze made Li uneasy. She straightened her waist, letting her long skirt hide the enticing curve of her hips.
Only then did she feel it: a stirring deep in her flat abdomen, like a secret garden blooming in spring. A rush of warmth surged, like waves crashing, sweet and intoxicating, like a honeyed poison. Li, untouched by such things, felt lost, like a flower swaying in a storm, drenched in rain, its fragrance mingling with the earth, uncertain if it was the soil or the petals' scent.
Wally sniffed, catching a faint, sweet aroma in the air, rich with a maiden's allure. It was like flowers mixed with sweat, intoxicating and ambiguous.
But it wasn't quite right. It carried a springlike invitation, like pollen luring bees, making Wally tremble. His gaze on Li grew bolder, hungrier.
Even without seeing, just catching the scent of her aroused sweat was like the world's strongest aphrodisiac. His eyes glazed, his rod twitching, an itch creeping up his spine, a sensation he hadn't felt even in his youth, not with any virgin.
No, no, no. The women in my harem can't compare to the Princess! They're mud to her cloud, not even fit to carry her shoes!
"Wally!"
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Hello everyone!
Just wanted to share the schedule:
- Every Sunday or Monday, I'll release 2-4 chapters.
- For novels supported by Patreon members, I may prioritize more chapters if I see strong potential and interest.