The Short-Haired Nun Seon-ah (1)
Carrying Dang Seorin on my back, I moved along the main road at a brisk pace through the night alongside the nun. Dang Seorin drooled on my back while she slept, only waking when the morning sun was about to rise.
“Hehe♡ Gaga♡ Haah♡ Wh-where are we? And who is that person……?”
Only then did I set Dang Seorin down. She eyed the nun with a hint of wariness. I briefly explained that bandits had attacked while she slept, that the nun had “lent a hand,” and that we were now heading to the Amisan Sect at her invitation.
“I am Seon-ah of Amisan. I heard you are Wang Si-ju’s fiancée.”
“Ehh? Hehe, yes, that’s right—his fiancée. I’m Dang Seorin of the Sichuan Dang Clan. Nice to meet you.”
The moment the word “fiancée” left the nun’s lips, Dang Seorin’s stiff expression melted away and she broke into a bright smile.
“Nun, is the next village still far?”
Whether it was from using the Sex Demon Sovereign Art last night, from going without a woman, or simply from rubbing against Dang Seorin’s soft breasts and thighs all night, the dragon in my pants had been throwing a tantrum since dawn. My loose martial-arts trousers and knee-length robe could barely hide its shape.
“Are you perhaps feeling unwell, Si-ju?”
The nun asked with a perfectly calm face after noticing my slightly strained expression. I couldn’t exactly say, “It’s not my body that’s tired—it’s my cock that’s aching!” so I tried to phrase it differently.
“Young Lady Dang must be exhausted from being carried so far, and you’ve traveled nonstop as well. Aren’t you tired, Nun?”
“Hmm…… If we push on for another two hours, we’ll reach Hong-ah-hyeon. Let’s endure a little longer, Si-ju.”
Two hours. That was enough time to fuck six times……
“Gaga, just hang in there a little more. If I speed up too, we can get there faster.”
Thanks to the nun, even Dang Seorin now thought I was physically exhausted. I cleared my throat and declared, “Ahem, let’s just go, Nun. My Thunder Sect’s lightness skill is on par with any great clan’s direct-line inner arts. Allow me to demonstrate.”
Swearing to repay this grudge on the bed later, I unleashed my movement technique and shot ahead of both women.
“Gaga~ Wait for meee!”
Dang Seorin came bounding after me in something between a lightness skill and a plain sprint, while the nun merely chuckled and closed the distance with effortless strides that looked like she was using teleportation.
- Thud!
“Wang Si-ju. You should bring Young Lady Dang along as well.”
“Kuh! L-let’s talk after you let go!”
Her grab carried no killing intent, and I hadn’t expected her to act so boldly, so I failed to dodge and was caught. With a cool expression, Nun Seon-ah seized my shoulder and forcibly made me take Dang Seorin’s hand. The silent fury in her eyes—no man shall abandon a woman—sent a faint chill even through me, who hid my peak-stage cultivation.
‘It’s not even June yet…… Is frost about to fall?’
We ended up walking more than three hours instead of two before finally reaching Hong-ah-hyeon. The village was just the right size for the Dang Clan entourage. We decided to rest at an inn and depart early the next morning.
“If we leave at dawn, we should reach the foot of Amisan by late evening.”
Seon-ah added that the climb from the foot of the mountain to Amisan on the mid-slope would take another hour and a half, so she suggested we spend one more night at the base before ascending. She went up to her room first, saying she would take a fasting pill, while Dang Seorin and I had a late lunch of dumplings and bamboo-leaf tea on the first floor before hurrying upstairs ourselves.
- Bang!
Perhaps because we were now inside the Amisan Sect’s direct sphere of influence, a Buddhist painting hung on the wall and the bedframe bore faint Indian-style carvings. Still, if I refrained from sex just because the Buddha in the painting was watching, that would be truly absurd.
- Gulp!
I climbed onto the bed and roughly pulled open Dang Seorin’s robe. Her pink areola peeked out from beneath the ornate breast wrap, teasing a man’s heart.
“Haang♡ Gaga, the sun hasn’t even set yet♡”
While undressing, I tried a little gaslighting. “Haa, your body is so lewd that this fellow can’t hold back his anger. This is all karma your body has created, so you must pay for that sin with your body.”
“Aing♡ If that’s the sin♡ I’ll gladly accept it♡”
I frantically stripped away the breast wrap that had been pressing down on her peaks. Freed from their prison, her nipples stood erect, welcoming me after nearly two days.
- Pop!
I took a nipple into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. Dang Seorin let out a sweet, nasal moan. “Haap!”
“Huuang♡ Gaga, j-just a little♡ S-slower♡”
Ignoring her plea, I spun my tongue even faster and pinched her other nipple hard between two fingers.
“Kyaaang♡ Hngh♡ Gaga, that’s too much♡”
“Paaah…… So, Young Lady Seorin, you don’t like this?”
I attacked her with the most maternal, upward gaze possible—like a baby suckling—while she shook her head with loving eyes.
“Huung♡ That’s not it…… Just a little gentler… Kyah♡”
“Haap! Then (I’ll) take (it) as (a) yes.”
While toying with both breasts, I slowly peeled away her skirt and undergarments. Compared to our first time, her lower lips were noticeably wetter. When I rubbed the area, her reactions grew far more eager.
“Huuung♡ G-Gaga♡ How long are you going to tease me♡……”
Just then, my senses picked up a faint presence on the other side of the wall—Nun Seon-ah.
‘!’
It was so subtle that even a peak mid-stage expert like the one she believed me to be shouldn’t have noticed it. Pretending not to hear, I kneaded Dang Seorin’s lower lips a little more before making a suggestion.
“Paaah, Young Lady Seorin. Instead of doing it normally on the bed, shall we try standing up?”
“Huuang♡ Y-yes♡ Do whatever you want, Gaga♡”
- Twitch!
The nun beyond the wall reacted as though she had heard our conversation, yet she showed no sign of moving away. I lifted Dang Seorin in my arms and carried her toward the wall where the presence lingered.
“My lady, place both hands on the wall and stick your hips out toward me. You’ll need to raise them as high as possible, so keep your hands low.”
Even though it was an unreasonable request for someone who hadn’t had much experience, Dang Seorin complied without hesitation.
- Plop!
“Huu♡ G-Gaga♡ I-is this right♡?”
From the sound of her palms striking the wall, it was clear the partition was thinner than plywood. In other words, it could be broken with a simple method.
“Yes. Right beneath the Buddhist painting…… Perfect!”
Her lower lips twitched invitingly. The dragon demanded to be guided home at once.
- Shlick!
I rubbed the tip against her sensitive pearl to encourage more of her sticky fluids, then donned the dragon’s exclusive armor.
- Slurp
“Haaang♡ Hurry♡”
When I kept teasing her, Dang Seorin wiggled her hips impatiently. I demanded she say it clearly.
“Young Lady, what exactly do you want me to hurry and do? - Rustle, rustle!
Beyond the wall came the unmistakable sound of the nun removing her clothes—loud enough that even Dang Seorin should have heard it if she were in her right mind. But she wasn’t; she only begged for the dragon.
“Aiiing, Gaga’s big, thick rod♡ Please pound Seorin’s hole♡ Hurry♡”
She shook her hips again, making her wet pearl rub against the shaft with obscene sounds.
- Schlick, schlick!
“Huuang♡ Huuang♡”
“Haa, I’m such a terrible man for making you cry like this. Forgive me, Young Lady!”
The moment the words left my mouth, the dragon plunged powerfully into her slit.
“Kyaaang♡ I-it’s in♡ Seorin’s inside♡”
- Plap, plap, plap…
Beyond the thin wall beneath the Buddhist painting, the sound of the nun frantically rubbing her own untouched lower lips reached us. The lewd noises were so clear that even someone without martial arts would have heard them.
‘Heh, acting all lofty, yet she’s just a bitch faithful to her own desires.’
Using Yang Heart Art, I gripped Dang Seorin’s hips from behind and thrust deep while carefully controlling the depth. At the same time, I extended the thinnest possible thread of lustful qi through a crack in the wall.
- Creak, creak, thrust!
- Shhhhhh!
“Huuuang♡ So good♡ Too good♡ Gaga♡”
I had no intention of physically restraining the nun with the thread. But that didn’t mean I was doing nothing with it.
‘Fragrant Yin Art, activate!’
A deep masculine scent—potent enough to turn women into fools—spread from my body in an instant. It intoxicated the already half-delirious Dang Seorin and traveled through the thread to assault the nun in the next room as well.
“Huuu♡”
This time the nun let out an unmistakable moan. Through the thread I could sense her already naked, pleasuring herself. The image made the dragon pound Dang Seorin’s depths even harder, kissing her cervix.
- Thump♡
“Huuuaaaang♡ I-it reached my womb♡ Seorin’s deepest part♡”
- Squirt, squirt!
When Dang Seorin, still unaware of the nun beyond the wall, sprayed her fluids, the dragon’s head—which had briefly pulled back—slammed straight into her cervix again, pressing down hard.
“Kyaaang♡ Seorin’s womb♡ It’s being crushed♡ Gaga♡ Gaga♡ Huuuuaaaang♡”
Dang Seorin’s limbs went limp from the new external technique—“Cervix Compression”—and she nearly collapsed, but—
- Thrust!
The dragon’s rigidity supported her entire weight, keeping her upright.
“Huuuaa♡ Gaga♡ M-my body’s floating♡ Hii♡ Seorin♡ Is flying in the sky♡”
- Squirt! Squirt!
Her hands and feet had left the wall and floor. It was no wonder she felt like she was floating; only her hips and rear remained connected to me.
“Huuuang♡ G-Gaga♡ M-my cervix♡ Hii♡ I-it’s opening♡”
“Huuut!”
Recalling the disaster during my first time with Yang So-hee, I quickly grabbed both of Dang Seorin’s thighs and switched to a rear-standing carry.
- Thrust!
The new angle pressed against a different part of her cervix, sending a fresh wave of pleasure through her. Panting, she cried out, “Haa, haaaang♡ This feels so good♡ Seorin’s going weird♡”
The dragon signaled it was full. Matching the rhythmic contractions of her climaxing walls, I began pouring everything into her womb.
- Glurk! Glurk!
“Kuh, Young Lady Seorin! I’m coming too!”
Still held in my arms, Dang Seorin finally lost all reason. Together with her long-held urine, the dragon unleashed eighteen hours’ worth of seed deep inside her.
- Fwoooosh!
- Gurgle! Splurt! Splurt!
While savoring the pleasure of release, I watched with satisfaction as her pent-up stream sprayed across the dry wooden wall.
‘Did Young Lady Dang skip the outhouse on purpose for this?’
At that moment, because my Sex is Power art was still immature, the lustful thread began to thicken starting from the part touching my balls.
- Glorp! Glorp!
Only the section connected to my testicles swelled, like a starving python bulging only where it had swallowed prey.
‘Since it’s come to this, might as well break it!’
I tried to retract the thread, but the dragon—still discharging—seemed to have monopolized all neural connections, and the thread refused to obey.
‘Whatever happens, happens.’
The moment the thickened part of the thread reached the narrow gap in the wall—
- Crack! Crack!
The thin wooden partition, already soaked by Dang Seorin’s urine, began splitting along the thread’s path.
- Crack, crack!
Finally, the wall collapsed, leaving a hole large enough for one or two people to pass through.
- Boom!
“Heee♡”
Beyond the hole, completely naked, the nun crouched with both hands covering her face instead of her exposed lower lips. Her cheeks burned bright red beneath her fingers.
- Fwoooosh!
Dang Seorin’s open urethra, still held in my arms, showed no sign of stopping. She continued spraying the remaining stream straight toward the nun’s face.