Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Author's Note: Update progress +4. And tomorrow, some erotic stuff! And this chapter already surpasses the word count of the last book! Although the outline was indeed planned to be longer than the last one, I didn't expect to actually be able to write it, which is truly gratifying (/ω＼*). So, consider today's chapter an extra update, and it won't count towards the update progress. Thank you all for your support (づ￣ 3￣)づ

Chapter 463: Yuan Xueying's First Night (6K6)

Hearing the cold voice behind him, Harunobu looked back without surprise: "You've fully recovered? Sakura... what's with this outfit?"

Behind Qingxin, Yuan Xueying was wearing a black women's suit jacket, and her long, smooth hair was tied into a high ponytail. She looked dashing and heroic—if you didn't look at her lower body.

Because she wasn't wearing anything on her lower body. Yes, nothing at all. Her fair and shapely legs were exposed directly, radiating an alluring and mesmerizing glow under the lights.

Looking down from this beautiful view, one sees delicate, exquisite jade feet, smooth and flawless from ankle to toe, with a vibrant pink hue; ten tiny pearls curl slightly, like a shy young girl.

Above that was a mysterious entrance, tightly gripped by full thighs, with not a single gap visible. Even with Harunobu's keen eyesight, he could only see the shadow between the thighs, unable to determine whether it was the effect of the light or the call of the forest.

"The kitten said you like to take the initiative, and Miss Baosheng said you like to wear some rather unique clothes..."

Yuan Xueying tried hard to remain calm, but her flushed cheeks betrayed her shyness; her voice, as soft as a mosquito's buzz, completely revealed her nervousness: "So, so..."

Kitten! Amu! Well done!

Harunoku mentally gave him a thumbs up, but asked with concern, "So what do you think?"

"Ugh..." Amanto missed her calm state of mind, but she just couldn't get into that state at this moment. Her bare thighs could clearly feel Harunobu's burning gaze, but judging from Harunobu's expression, it seemed that he didn't mean it at all, making her start to doubt whether she had misunderstood.

Maybe she really should wait a little longer, but tomorrow is Qixi Festival, and everyone is talking about how to spend it with Qingxin, how to seduce him. If she doesn't hurry up and make an effort, she doesn't know when she'll get a chance to be alone with Qingxin. She really doesn't want their first time to be such a chaotic situation!

Harunobu saw all of this strong thought clearly through the Womb Realm Mandala. Harunobu, who originally wanted to tease the cute celestial being, gave up this hateful idea and took the initiative to get up from the hot spring and approach Minamoto Yukisakura.

Lost in thought, Yuan Xueying suddenly felt two strong, powerful arms attack her. Before she knew it, she was facing Qingxin's firm chest, still glistening with sweat. A scorching heat spread through her entire body, and Yuan Xueying's straight legs involuntarily went weak. Her weight, along with shame and anger, pressed down on Qingxin: "...You're bullying me!"

"Huh?" Harunobu exclaimed dramatically, "What do you mean by bullying people?"

Well, teasing a young virgin is really fun.

But Harunobu clearly forgot that the little virgin is now in a state of explosive power, and her combat strength is incomparable to what it used to be.

"Just say it's because my husband is bullying me~~~"

A soft, coquettish voice, so sweet it made Harunoto's bones tingle, escaped from Minamoto Yuki's lips. A wave of surprise and disbelief washed over Harunoto, and for a moment he even forgot to respond. The blushing young maiden, on the other hand, panicked, anxiously looking up at Harunoto, worried that she had said or done something wrong.

But the moment she met Harunobu's eyes, Minamoto Yukisakura felt relieved.

Because those eyes were as soft as cotton candy, and as sticky as rice cake, filled with affection and...desire.

Looking down at the beauty in his arms, Qingxin solemnly said, "Sakura, I love you."

Yuan Xueying felt her face burning, her head spinning, and her whole body limp and powerless. Finally, she could only bury her face in Qingxin's arms and whisper, "This humble servant is unworthy, please... please have mercy on me..."

The soft, delicate voice had barely faded when Qingxin lowered his head and kissed Yuan Xueying's forehead. Her soft hair stubbornly blocked his rough lips, but the burning heat was still imprinted on Yuan Xueying's heart. She subconsciously tilted her head back, revealing her face as pink as cherry blossoms, especially her cherry lips.

As plump as a citrus fruit and as pink as a cherry blossom, it trembles slightly in the air, occasionally revealing a hint of its rosy mouth and fragrant tongue.

Qingxin, however, was in no hurry. His rough lips slowly moved down from her forehead, carefully savoring Yuan Xueying's beautiful face. Her elegant phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, her delicate and straight nose, her cheeks that tasted slightly sweet... until Yuan Xueying's entire face was covered with his saliva, until Yuan Xueying was blushing as red as a tomato, Qingxin chuckled mischievously and bit her pouting lips.

"Hmm~"

The wicked serpent skillfully pried open the cherry-like mouth, seized the soft, fragrant tongue hidden inside, and clear saliva flowed out continuously as the two intertwined, moistening each other's throats.

"Mmm... Chirp chirp... Gu..."

Under Harunobu's skillful guidance, the inexperienced Amanto gradually caught up with him, no longer being constantly suppressed, and occasionally...

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It can also launch a counterattack that surprises Harunobu.

However, just as Tianren was feeling smug, her two most vulnerable spots, completely exposed to the air, were subjected to a shameful sneak attack, causing her body to stiffen instantly.

Harunobu's large hand had unknowingly wandered to her bare buttocks and began to knead them forcefully. Although Minamoto Yukisakura's buttocks were not as large as those of mature women like Hirako, they were just as perky and elastic. With each squeeze and knead, Harunobu could feel them resisting fiercely.

However, just like Minamoto Yuki Sakura herself, this kind of counterattack only made Harunobu more excited.

Seizing the moment when Minamoto Yukiyo froze, Harunobu launched another fierce attack, swiftly taking over her mouth. Her tender and sensitive cavity was wantonly scraped and teased, and copious amounts of saliva overflowed from the corners of her mouth before she could even swallow, producing embarrassing sounds.

The intense stimulation made Yuan Xueying forget Qingxin's advances. Her body, which had stiffened for a moment, softened again, and she was intoxicated by Qingxin's skillful techniques and the ecstatic pleasure.

Unbeknownst to them, Harunobu's large hand shifted its position again, invading above Minamoto Yukisakura's two large breasts from below. The exquisite women's suit produced by Aozora Clothing firmly pressed down on Harunobu's large hand, but it could not resist the evil samurai's invasion, and instead became an accomplice in fixing those snowy breasts.

"Hmm~ This feels strange~ It hurts~ But~ It feels so good~"

Yuan Xueying twisted her body listlessly, her mind replaying her restrained thoughts. Shyness still held her back, but physical sensations and her feelings for Qingxin made her unable to resist the urge.

Harunobu reluctantly released her slightly swollen lips, then kissed her neck, which was glistening with sweat: "Sakura~ It's okay not to hold back~ Tonight it's just the two of us~"

"Mmm~" Yuan Xueying murmured softly, her clear voice tinged with desire, causing Qingxin's dragon to swell even more, almost ready to squeeze against Yuan Xueying's plump thighs. But Qingxin restrained himself; it wasn't time yet. Yuan Xueying wasn't in the mood yet. After all, it was their first time, and he wanted to make sure she felt good.

Foreplay is very important for a perfect experience, especially for a virgin.

“Um… Harunobu…you must be feeling unwell…it’s alright now—” Minamoto Yukisakura suddenly spoke, though hesitantly, she finally managed to say what was on her mind. Clearly, being pressed so close together, Minamoto Yukisakura could feel Harunobu’s proud, erect member.

Naturally, Yuan Xueying, who had only remotely observed Harunobu's extravagant nightlife, took this as evidence that Harunobu was already unable to restrain himself. After all, Harunobu wouldn't spend so much time flirting when he was partying; by then, it would be dark again by the time he finished.

However, on the other hand, Harunobu was indeed feeling quite stifled.

"As expected...that..."

Yuan Xueying gently touched the dragon, then immediately withdrew her hand as if she had been burned, and the blush that had just subsided returned to her face.

"It's...it's so hot! It's so hard! How can this be...no! Even a kitten can do it! I want to..."

Yuan Xueying blushed and mentally encouraged herself, which Qingxin naturally noticed. He wasn't as confident as Yuan Xueying; she wasn't even properly lubricated yet, and forcing his way in would probably cause a tear. However, these words also made him unable to hold back any longer.

"How about we practice first?" Haruno rejected a whole bunch of volunteer "practice tools" in his mind and reached out to brush his hand across Minamoto Yuki's lips.

Yuan Xueying paused for a moment, then thought of the scenes she had witnessed before, and nodded very gently.

Then, she slowly knelt down.

Then Harunobu pulled her up again, placing several layers of thick bath towels—almost no one in the Inagawa Bathhouse had ever used—under her knees: "Take care of yourself, you idiot."

The doting tone and gentle movements stirred Yuan Xueying's heart, making her movements smoother, and her initial slight physiological resistance completely disappeared.

Kneeling down, Yuan Xueying gazed at the giant dragon so close to her, its veins clearly visible. She awkwardly opened her small mouth, trying to capture the dragon, but her overly clumsy movements meant that she could only barely hold the dragon's head in her mouth each time, failing to even take in its body.

"Don't rush, don't let your head move around, use your hands to stabilize it..." Harunobu carefully instructed, feeling the dragon slowly conquering her inexperienced lips and teeth. Although there were bound to be occasional accidental scrapes from the teeth, or even sudden spitting out, with Harunobu's patient guidance, Minamoto Yukisakura gradually mastered some basic techniques and successfully swallowed one-third of the dragon.

Although she still seemed quite inexperienced, barely sucking and hardly moving her tongue, Yuan Xueying excitedly looked up at Qingxin. Her upturned phoenix eyes and cherry lips tightly wrapped around the long rod, the beauty as delicate as a cherry blossom and as aloof as snow, posed with such a gesture and expression, filled Qingxin with immense pleasure.

This pleasure was faithfully reflected in his large penis, causing Yuan Xueying to let out another indistinct gasp, followed by the sound of swallowing with difficulty.

Harunobu grabbed the high ponytail that Minamoto Yukisakura had tied for the first time, controlling the mare in front of him as if it were a handle. Minamoto Yukisakura cleverly understood Harunobu's intention, completely releasing the grip on her head with her neck, allowing Harunobu to manipulate her head back and forth. She then focused all her energy on controlling her mouth and tongue, diligently learning how to subdue Harunobu's dragon.

The dragon, having just bathed in the hot spring, didn't have a strong odor, which relieved Yuan Xueying of one hurdle, allowing her to concentrate even more. Her soft tongue moved diligently, circling the dragon's massive head, gripping its neck, and even penetrating beneath its crest. Her soft mouth constantly writhed, squeezing the dragon's living space, forcing it to constantly advance to fight for survival.

Fortunately, it has helpers. Whenever its living space is squeezed down to just the esophagus, Harunobu will pull the handle in his hand, forcing the enemy to spit out the dragon's body, allowing it to gather strength again and launch a charge.

After repeating this dozens of times, her movements became increasingly skillful. Perhaps it was because Yuan Xueying was focused enough this time, or perhaps it was because Qingxin's guidance was appropriate, but in any case, the challenges facing the dragon became increasingly severe.

The soft yet resilient tongue was firmly fixed to its neck. Even when Yuan Xueying was forced to spit it out, the tongue would come out with it, and Yuan Xueying would even show a smug smile. The enemies attacking it were no longer limited to those soft oral muscles, but also included those hard and white teeth. Every time they touched the dragon, the dragon would feel a stinging pain, followed by a sharp, electric-like sensation that made it feel like vomiting.

Harunobu's previously casual stance became formal, and his buttocks tightened.

Yuan Xueying sucked hard on the enormous dragon, which she had grown accustomed to its size, her eyes rolled back as she gave Qingxin a seductive smile that made one's blood boil. Beautiful, aloof, yet so wanton.

Harunobu's right hand, which was gripping the ponytail, suddenly accelerated. The smug Yuan Xueying lost her grip once again and could only let Harunobu roughly and accurately use her head and cherry-like mouth as an outlet for his venting.

The hard, massive dragon brutally pierced his mouth, the soft flesh that had just squeezed him to the point of no room to survive was violently stretched open, even the narrow esophagus was invaded by its head. The constricting sensation gradually enraged him, his bloodshot head becoming increasingly clouded, until finally it roared and unleashed a destructive jet of white light—

"Cough cough!"

With her mouth full of cloudy white fluid, Yuan Xueying coughed twice, and a few drops of white fluid flew onto her hands. The slightly limp dragon drooped down, resting on one of her cheeks, and once again gurgled out a few remnants of its essence.

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Harunobu gently stroked Minamoto Yuki's hair and said softly, "Sorry, wasn't the ending a bit too exciting?"

Yuan Xueying gave Qingxin a small, disdainful look, then opened her cherry-like mouth towards him. Inside her pink mouth, a thick, whitish liquid almost completely covered the pink area, and her soft tongue was completely swallowed.

Just as Harunobu was about to say that it was fine to spit it out, he heard a gulp. Minamoto Yukisakura had already learned the technique from Hirako and the others, swallowing all the foul-smelling liquid into her mouth. She even scraped the bullet residue Harunobu had left on her face into her mouth with her hand.

"Gudu..."

"Gudu..."

One was the sound of Yuan Xueying swallowing, and the other was the sound of Qingxin swallowing saliva.

Yuan Xueying looked at Qingxin strangely, her fragrant tongue sweeping across her lips, which still had a few strands of white mucus remaining. Qingxin couldn't help but pull her into his arms.

"Hmm~" Yuan Xueying tilted her head slightly, but she couldn't dodge Qingxin's attack at all. Her swollen lips were bitten hard by Qingxin, and her soft and powerless thighs were forcefully torn apart by the huge dragon that was erecting its head again.

"Qingxin..."

Yuan Xueying nervously whispered Qingxin's name, her soft voice bringing Qingxin back to his slightly out-of-control rationality. He reached down with his left hand, which was holding Yuan Xueying's waist, and ventured into the dark forest that was completely soaked by water droplets, finding the only safe path inside.

He cautiously inserted his little finger inside, and the tight, enveloping sensation and the lubricating feeling conveyed a message to him.

"Ugh...this is so weird~"

As the foreign object invaded her hidden area, Yuan Xueying twisted her waist uncomfortably, her big, watery eyes looking up at Qingxin, making Qingxin feel like his heart was about to break, and his dragon became even harder.

"It's coming." Qingxin kissed Yuan Xueying's forehead and gently helped her lie down on the bed made of folded bath towels. The moonlight shone on the floor, illuminating the dark triangle of her pubic hair and her smooth, white belly.

"Please...please have mercy..." Her beautiful face flushed slightly in the darkness, and she gently bit her lower lip with her silver teeth. Yuan Xueying could feel Qingxin's care for her. Such thoughtful comfort and guidance, even asking for consent before reaching her limit, already made her very satisfied.

In all the battles she had observed Harunobu, big and small, he had never seemed to act so "slowly".

She was already very satisfied.

Qingxin used his knees to separate Yuan Xueying's habitually closed legs, pressing his excited dragon against the entrance of her jade gate. Yuan Xueying, who thought she had gotten used to it a little, couldn't help but let out a nasal sound when she felt the burning sensation in her sensitive area.

Qingxin gently stroked her thigh and said softly, "Relax, it's the same as before, it will only hurt for a moment, and then it will feel even better..."

Yuan Xueying bit her lip and nodded. The bright moonlight shifted to the side, illuminating her pale face, which was flushed with nervousness.

Qingxin slowly advanced, the dragon's head breaking through the jade gate that could only be opened with a finger's width, until it reached the thin membrane. At the mere touch, Yuan Xueying's body tensed, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Harunobu held her hand tightly and stroked it soothingly: "Relax, Sakura, relax, it will be over soon."

Strangely enough, when practicing swordsmanship and fighting, Minamoto Yukisakura could control herself very well when hit or slashed, without needing anyone to comfort her. But now, even though someone was caring for her and trying to comfort her, Minamoto Yukisakura found it increasingly unbearable... Perhaps it was because she wanted Harunobu to look at her and care for her more, so even in pain, she wanted a little more?

Yuan Xueying frowned slightly and nodded weakly to Qingxin, looking nothing like a female swordswoman who could kill evil spirits.

Harunobu took another deep breath and thrust his spear straight in!

The fragile membrane was completely unable to withstand Qingxin's attack and broke in response. Warm blood fell onto the silver spear and then, with the thrust of the spear, returned to Yuan Xueying's cavity.

At the moment the hymen ruptured, Yuan Xueying let out a plaintive cry of pain. Her phoenix eyes seemed to speak volumes as she looked sadly at Qingxin, filling him with boundless tenderness. He leaned forward, pressing himself against Yuan Xueying, and silently began to lick his wife's breasts, cherries, and lips... distracting her from her attention.

As the pain gradually subsided, Yuan Xueying slowly regained her vitality. She gently twitched her right hand, which was intertwined with Qingxin's, and tried to lift her head to respond to Qingxin's licking.

Qingxin released the empty nipple and bit down on those cherry lips again. The dragon, which had been resting for a long time, began to move again, its slow advance and retreat causing Yuan Xueying to lose control of her body once more. The spear that had seemed to tear her apart just moments before instantly transformed into a warm treasure, completely dispelling the emptiness she had been unaware of, and making her unable to help but let out a soft moan.

Seeing this, Qingxin relaxed a little and reached out to gently stroke Yuan Xueying's nose: "How is it? Does it feel good?"

"Mmm~" Yuan Xueying answered softly, still feeling a little ashamed. Daimon's legs honestly clamped tightly around Qingxin's waist, leaving him no way out, as if he wanted to bind Qingxin to this small space forever.

"Mmm~ Qingxin~ It's so full~ Faster~ Mmm~ So deep—No, I can't take it anymore—"

After only about ten thrusts, Yuan Xueying experienced her first climax. Waves of water pounded against the dragon's body, causing Qingxin to grin smugly: "Oh my, I didn't expect the Celestial Lord to be such a weakling~ It's over so quickly? I haven't even started to react yet. Looks like I'll have to find someone else to help me today~"

This is a lie.

The pressure exerted on the dragon by the tight nest of Yuan Xueying is immeasurable! If Qingxin hadn't been careful enough, experienced in many battles, and hadn't done enough foreplay, he probably would have been squeezed to the point of foaming at the mouth and surrendering on the spot as soon as he entered.

But this didn't stop Harunobu from transforming into a mischievous little devil and mocking Minamoto Yukisakura.

He had clearly forgotten that whether it was a female or male imp, they would all need mugwort in the end!

Upon hearing that Harunobu was looking for someone else, Minamoto Yukisakura immediately became anxious. The Celestial Mode that she had been unable to enter before instantly activated, and her aloof and otherworldly Celestial Aura reappeared. But this only made Harunobu more excited, especially when he saw that the Celestial's face still bore the faint red marks from where he had penetrated her... But soon, his smile vanished.

The dragon was the first to sense that something was wrong.

The soft, tender flesh enveloping him seemed to suddenly gain self-awareness, beginning to writhe and pull the dragon deeper into its depths. And this wasn't a rough drag, but a tender, inviting embrace, irresistibly drawing one closer. The soft flesh seemed to have become individual entities, adjusting their movements and flexibility according to their location as the dragon passed.

To the agile dragon heads, they were as soft as cotton, yet even more resilient and elastic, making the dragon heads feel as if they were sinking into a tender, newly born lump of flesh, unconsciously propelling them forward. But as the dragon heads passed and the dragon bodies came, the soft flesh became even firmer, pressing and squeezing the dragon bodies with considerable force; yet it wasn't a brutal squeezing, but a balanced, targeted kneading of every inch, every point, every tendon, giving Qingxin the sensation of being massaged by a pair of delicate, jade-like hands.

No matter how skillful your hands are, they can't give Harunobu the feeling of being completely enveloped, nor can they give him the incredibly soft touch.

As the dragon ventured deeper, the long-awaited Red Bean launched its attack. The hard nutmeg rubbed against the dragon's side; the sudden, powerful assault left the dragon defenseless, forcing it to unleash its final, desperate attack—a destructive jet of white light!