The Moonlit Pursuit of the Moonlit Bath
The air was thick with a heavy, suffocating silence, like the aftermath of some terrible event that had left everything drained and empty.
It was my turn to stand first watch, my body slumped against the wooden bars of the prison window, the chill night air carrying the distant sound of wood tapping rhythmically against stone.
The sound was one I had grown so accustomed to that it almost felt welcoming now. Through the narrow gaps in the lattice, I could see the half-moon hanging high in the sky, bathing the world in its silvery glow.
I rose slowly from my crouch, a low breath escaping my lips.
“Ha…”
A light exhale cleared the last traces of drowsiness from my mind. I approached the barred door, my bare feet padding softly against the cold stone floor.
Click. The lock disengaged with a metallic rasp, and I slipped out into the night, the prison gate swinging shut behind me with a final, echoing thud.
“Ahhh!”
“Quietly, now.”
“Yes, yes. Sister.”
The massive expanse of my body made the small wooden cage seem almost comically cramped. I stretched as much as I could, only to hear a soft, playful slap land against my side from behind.
I chuckled softly, loosening the tension in my neck and turning my head to see her in the moonlight—her flawless, snow-white skin glowing like polished jade, her form both elegant and powerfully curvaceous.
“You are beautiful tonight as well.”
“Stop talking nonsense and follow me.”
Her blunt reply was accompanied by the rustle of her robes as she vanished into the dark, dense thicket ahead.
Most women would never dare venture into the forest at this hour, but the long sword at her waist made such thoughts vanish instantly from my mind.
‘But I’ve already mastered martial arts. What’s there to fear?’
I had honestly been a little nervous when we first encountered the bandits earlier, yet she had faced them with that same indifferent expression, drawing her blade without a trace of fear. The bright yellow qi that had painted the sword in a luminous arc had ended their lives in less than a minute.
“Hurry up.”
“Yes, yes.”
I paused at the sound of her splashing through the grass, then hurried after her, the soft crunch of leaves underfoot the only noise besides our breathing.
Being late would not cause any real trouble, but I wanted to reach her quickly so we could enjoy the night as long as possible.
After a short pursuit through the undergrowth, a small clearing opened up beside a gentle stream. The water looked deep enough to bathe in, and the lush grass of the glade was perfect for lying down and relaxing.
Even on the treacherous mountain path leading to Wudang Mountain, I still couldn’t understand how we had found such a hidden spot.
I approached the massive boulder where she leaned her sword against, and a slightly heated question came from her lips.
“Phew… Well, are you going to wash first?”
“After I wash, aren’t you going to cover me anyway?”
“Hmph. Don’t crawl over here.”
The faint tremble at the end of her words told me that even my beloved Anjin was already quite worked up.
After all, it had been over a week since I had first pierced her with my manhood and we had started sharing such intense nights together.
During that time, I had become intimately familiar with the depths of her body, and she had grown accustomed to receiving every inch of me.
“Let’s bathe quickly, Sister.”
“…Alright.”
I stripped off my clothes in a single fluid motion and stepped into the stream, immersing my entire body.
The firm muscles across my frame contracted, driving away the night chill, while the cool water of the late-spring stream washed away the sticky residue of earlier excitement.
“Uuu… It’s cold, Sister. Come here and warm me up.”
“…Damn.”
Despite my teasing, Anjin finally began to undress as well, though slowly.
When she removed her plain black outer robe, revealing the simple white undergarment beneath, I couldn’t help but stare.
“Stop staring. A man only looks when his eyes are too bright.”
“Why? It’s beautiful to look at.”
She shot me a fierce glare before peeling off her own clothes, then dipped her feet into the water while shielding her breasts and private areas with the thin cloth she had brought along.
A few times she splashed the cold water over her naked form, trying to get used to it, before finally approaching me.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her close, guiding my already rock-hard manhood to press against her firm, defined abs.
“Huuu… We’re supposed to be bathing…”
“Bathing together is exactly what this is for, isn’t it?”
“Like that… ugh… ah…”
Before she could argue further, I covered her lips with mine, my free hand slowly caressing and kneading her breasts.
Her pussy was already soaking wet, and I slid two fingers deep inside without warning. Her nails raked lightly across my back in response.
“Uuu… Suddenly… so deep…”
“Don’t talk like that when you’ve already been drenched since before we came here, Sister.”
Her vagina accepted my thick fingers with incredible ease, no matter how far I pushed them. A body of my size should have struggled to take something so massive, yet she took it all without complaint.
‘My cock really needs to get bigger.’
Even reaching nearly to my abdomen, the size was beyond monstrous. A week of constant pounding had stretched her so much that it was only natural.
“Haah… Mujin, stop teasing me already…”
Her body trembled as my lazy, circling fingers worked her most sensitive spots. I was no longer far behind either; my precum was already dripping from the tip.
I slowly withdrew my fingers from her armpit, lifting her upward by the waist.
“W-what…?!”
“Shhh. We’re close to the encampment tonight. We wouldn’t want the slaves to wake and start swinging their cocks everywhere. If you don’t want them to hear, squeeze your pussy tight, Anjin.”
“Nngh… If I squeeze tighter, the moans will be even louder… ah!”
She was desperately trying to muffle her cries, but my relentless stimulation made it impossible.
I kneaded and scratched her ass cheeks, praying for her small lips to stay closed.
“Clp, huaa! Uh… haan…”
Splash, splash, splash, splash.
The quiet stream around us rippled in time with my thrusting hips.
Her muffled cries rose above the water, and I took her hard nipples into my mouth, sucking hard while increasing the pressure until I was on the edge.
“Chuuup, chuuuup…”
“Anngh… haaah… ah… haa!”
Her pussy had been thoroughly soaked in her own juices, clenching rhythmically around me like a hot, silky fist. The tight, fluttering walls perfectly matched the shape of my cock, sending waves of pleasure through me with every thrust.
“I’m… cumming, Sister.”
“No, not yet… ah… please…”
“What’s the point of squeezing if you’re going to keep begging?”
Her greedy pussy milked me with every thrust, as if it wanted every drop of healthy seed. My womb had already learned the feeling from countless climaxes, and now it clenched greedily, demanding more.
But Anjin was different. She scratched at my back, clung to me, and panted with raw need.
Without warning, I buried my cock to the hilt and let go.
“No, no… this… hiiit!!”
“Crree…”
“Argh… clp, huup…”
The moment I tensed, her pussy clamped down like a vice, milking me for every last drop of thick, hot cum.
I pressed against her lower belly, sending her spiraling into ecstasy, and the powerful jets erupted deep inside her.
“Uuuu…!!”
“You’re not holding back at all anymore, Sister.”
“Huaak… hiiik!!”
Her mind had already left her; she kept moaning loudly, oblivious to anything else.
I pressed down on her womb with all my strength, flooding her again and again while she trembled beneath me.
Every time her pussy clenched around my cock, the internal energy of the Black Heaven Martial God Art swelled larger and larger inside me.
“Let’s fill you completely.”
“Ahaah… huuaaang!!”
After a week of wild, passionate mating, a massive load was already built up inside my balls.
My cock swelled thicker and darker in response, veins bulging prominently. The Anjin who used to mount me so easily now had to be held up to stand.
“Uhg…! Please, Mujin, I can’t…!!”
“Hold your moans, or you’ll wake the entire camp.”
In truth, the other slaves already knew we disappeared every night to fuck. That was why I alone used the prison window—to hide our activities and ensure I got the best meat if any appeared.
‘I bet she’s already riding that cock like crazy by now.’
It wouldn’t be long before we finished. I erased the memories of the other slaves’ cocks from my mind.
With a delicious, ripe female right in front of me, there was no room for noble thoughts.
“Stop talking and open wide. I’m going to flood your mouth with everything.”
“Uh… haa, haa…”
I pulled my cock free from her pussy, still throbbing and dripping, and spread the remaining cum across her inner walls.
The slaves at the camp would definitely have morning duty tomorrow if I left her unsatisfied. So I had to take care of her first—properly—before she could sleep.
“Ugh… haa… haa…”
I pushed my cock between her lips again, the thick head sliding over her tongue and into her throat.
“Haah… The throat feels much tighter than a pussy, Sister.”
“Uuhh!!”
“Ow, ouch! Sorry, sorry.”
She clamped her teeth down hard on the shaft, glaring at me in anger.
If I could, I would keep pounding her until her lips were sore from my cock. But my strength still fell short of the peak I had reached as a First-Rate expert.
‘Why the hell would a First-Rate expert be working as a slave trader?’
It had been strange enough that she was sucking my cock like a proper slave, but even stranger that she acted so cautious, as if she wasn’t strong enough to be called a First-Rate master.
‘Not my business.’
But thanks to her, the long journey to Wudang Mountain would be filled with constant pleasure instead of boredom. And if she was already used to taking my cock and sharing it with me, then maybe everything would turn out for the best.
“Uuh… shluu, kaak…”
“Ha… coming, Sister.”
The heavy orbs beneath me contracted as I sent the last powerful jets straight into her throat. At this point, there was no stopping me.
I grabbed her wet hair tightly and thrust my cock all the way in, forcing her upright nose to press against my groin.
“Huggh!! Kaaa!”
“Clp…”
Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!
Thick ropes of cum slammed into her esophagus, filling her to the brim.
Her palms slapped against my abs and thighs, but I ignored the sting and kept shooting until every drop was spent.
Finally, she wrapped her arms around my waist in surrender, waiting for me to finish.
“Phew… You’re really something, Sister.”
“Uh… gulp, gulp…”
Her throat worked my cock with powerful squeezes as she swallowed every last drop. Only after the long orgasm did I slowly pull out.
A small trickle of cum leaked from her nose.
“Kaah! This… this… kaaah!”
“Ha… You’ve worked hard, Sister.”
The cock that had been burning hot inside her throat suddenly felt cool against the stream water, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Thi… damn… kaaah…”
“Sister, the water is cold. Your body feels chilled.”
“Wh-what? No, no, stop… hiik!”
If I left her like this, I would definitely have to take tomorrow’s morning duty. So I had to finish her off first.
That should satisfy her, and she would switch to pussy duty for me tomorrow.
I lifted her again, guiding my still-hard, cum-slick cock back into her dripping pussy.
With the afterglow still humming between us, I held her close, our bodies pressed together as the gentle stream continued to flow around us.
The night was young, and our appetites had only just begun to stir.
Tomorrow we would reach Wudang Mountain, but tonight belonged to us alone.