Sating Our Desires
The valley between her breasts was an exquisite vintage.
“Young Master… what sort of behavior is this?”
“As the ages have taught us, the larger a woman’s breasts, the better, and the valley they form is the most beautiful sight of all!”
Big breasts were always righteous.
And having the privilege of kneading them to my heart’s content was an incomparable honor. So I pressed her breasts together until the cleavage became a deep ravine and drank deeply from that warm valley.
“I have never experienced anything like this before.”
“Mm. I may do it several more times in the future…”
She had known I was coming and prepared accordingly, arriving in a sheer garment that hinted at the skin beneath, yet the act of offering her cleavage still seemed to embarrass her.
The standards of modesty were indeed different in this ancient era. Even now, while breasts and buttocks could be openly displayed, women kept their feet tightly bound in white socks and their navels carefully covered.
I savored the sight of her body at leisure, then led her to a different room. We had eaten and drunk enough; it was time to move on to the main event.
“Young Master, let us proceed to the prepared chamber.”
Huayan adjusted her clothes with a few quick motions and guided me to another room. Only then did I realize it was the very same place where I had spent my first passionate night with her.
The interior was a perfect bower of love. Candles glowed in every corner, filling the air with a soft, heady fragrance. Simply lying down here would allow complete relaxation.
Huayan remained nestled in my arms as she quietly entered, then reached out to loosen my belt. She peeled away my robes with deliberate care, seated me on the bed, and removed my trousers.
This was only our second time together, yet she had prepared far more thoroughly than I expected. Between the earlier dance, the music, the translucent silk, and the valley wine, I was already achingly hard. She soothed that rigid length with her mouth.
Chuu—
“Ohh.”
Her vivid red lips pursed and placed a single kiss upon the tip before her tongue slowly coiled around the shaft like a vine.
“Mmm… mmh.”
She licked with devoted care, occasionally letting out soft, nasal moans that teased my ears as much as her tongue teased my flesh. Her oral technique was truly masterful. If I allowed myself to drift, I would have spilled instantly into that clever mouth.
“Wait—hold on a moment!”
“?”
Huayan froze at my words, lips still glistening. She knelt quietly before me, waiting with perfect obedience.
“Stand up and lie on the bed.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
She slipped out of the thin silk robe and lay down half-naked, her body relaxed yet expectant.
“On your stomach.”
“Pardon? Ah… yes.”
Surprised by the command, Huayan turned over. Even from behind she was stunning—skin like fresh snow, curves full and inviting.
I embraced her slender waist, positioning her properly, then filled my hands with those generous buttocks, kneading them firmly.
“Ah… aah…”
Massaged from behind, she buried her face in the bedding and trembled. When I spread her cheeks in this rear-entry stance, her most private places were laid completely bare. The vulnerability seemed to mortify her.
“Young Master… you need not look so closely.”
“I simply want to see. That is all.”
“Nngh…”
The first time, despite her virginity, she had clung to me with surprising skill. Now, on our second night, she was shaking like a leaf. With every candle blazing and only a thin skirt to shield her, having me stare so intently at her most sacred spot must have flooded her with shame.
So I made her even more self-conscious. I seized those plump cheeks with both hands and spread them wide.
Squelch—
“Hngh!”
Huayan instinctively twisted her legs and hips, but I held her tighter and continued my inspection.
“Huu~”
Spread open, her inner petals were revealed. Her rear entrance was a neat, delicate point. That would be for later conquest. The true prize was her glistening folds, already parted and waiting.
Her inner lips were slightly asymmetrical, one side hanging lower. Yet the color was a rich, unblemished pink, and the passage beyond was slick with arousal.
It had not been long since her maidenhood was taken; the narrow entrance still twitched invitingly. Despite her embarrassment, excitement had won out—pearls of nectar seeped forth, clinging like dew to the soft hair below.
I could not remain a mere spectator. I pressed my face between her thighs. The combination of her recent bath and scented oils produced an intoxicating fragrance. The moment my tongue swept across her, a fresh flood of honey poured out.
“Kk… kheut…”
Face buried in the sheets, Huayan clutched the blanket with white-knuckled fingers, her whole body quivering. The sight only made me want to torment her further. I licked her swollen pearl with feather-light strokes, then slid a finger inside.
The moment it entered, her inner walls flared with heat. More nectar welled up, trickling down her thighs.
“Now… shall we move on to the main course?”
I took my cock—now painfully hard from her earlier attentions—in hand and rubbed the swollen head along her drenched folds. Then, with one powerful thrust, I parted her and drove deep.
“Ahht!”
This was her first time in this position. Her back arched sharply, head snapping upward. I gripped her waist and began to move with fierce intensity.
“Ah… aah… ngh!”
Even as moans escaped her, she bit down on her lip, trying to stifle the sounds. Her heavy breasts swung pendulously with each impact. I reached beneath her, capturing those soft, swaying mounds in both hands.
They were incredibly plush, overflowing my palms. When I pulled her closer, her ragged breathing brushed hot against my ear.
I rutted like a wild beast, the lewd, wet sounds of our joining echoing through the candlelit room. As climax approached, I squeezed her breasts hard. At that exact moment her hips bucked violently and her inner walls clamped down in a final, powerful contraction.
Spluuuurt—
“Kheuuut!”
I kept striking her deepest point until I erupted, flooding her with thick, hot seed. The electric pleasure of release rolled through me as I continued to hold her close.
“Huu…”
After wringing out the final drop, I withdrew slowly. A long, pearly strand stretched between us. Huayan turned, then lovingly cleaned my length with her mouth, licking away every trace of our combined fluids.
The stimulation so soon after release was almost unbearably intense.
“Shall we change positions once more?”
This time I sat comfortably against the headboard while she stroked her lower belly, gazing at me uncertainly.
“This time, you will ride me.”
“Y-yes?”
“Why so surprised?”
I had intended to try the woman-on-top position, but Huayan kept hesitating.
“Young Master… it is taboo for one as lowly as myself to mount someone of your station.”
“Hmm?”
“How could I possibly dare to climb atop your honored body…”
Ah, yes. There had been an era when the cowgirl position was considered improper. The act was meant for reproduction, not pleasure; how dare a woman straddle a man and behave seductively?
But such concerns meant nothing to me. I patted the bed impatiently.
“It is permitted. Come up. I command it.”
“If you truly insist… this unworthy body shall…”
What a culture, to grow so flustered over something as simple as riding on top! Then again, if merely showing bare feet could make the greatest heroes blush, this was hardly surprising.
Huayan carefully straddled me. I could see how wet she was—her soft curls glistening with arousal. Instead of mounting fully, she tried to squat, barely letting her hips touch me before slowly guiding me inside. It seemed she wanted to minimize contact at first.
“Then… now…”
She steadied my cock with one hand, rubbed it against her entrance, and gradually sank down. The cowgirl position clearly stirred something forbidden in her; she was even wetter than before.
Whether from pain or pleasure, she squeezed her eyes shut and trembled. I gripped her hips and urged her to move, watching her magnificent breasts bounce with every rise and fall.
“Nngh… ahh!”
In this position I could simply lie back and enjoy. She rocked back and forth, then began lifting and dropping herself, doing everything in her power to please me. I answered by rolling my hips to meet her rhythm.
Our second climax was just as powerful. I emptied myself deep inside her once again.
Spluuuurt—
“Haa…”
After receiving my second load, she cleaned me once more with her tongue. Then she lay down beside me, curled into my arms, and drew the blanket over us both.
“That was excellent.”
“I am relieved it pleased you, Young Master.”
Huayan continued to stroke my chest with gentle fingers, quiet and content.
“Will you continue living here while you are with me?”
After the intensity of our night, a moment of clarity arrived. I asked about her daily life for the first time. She answered in a soft, tranquil voice.
“I have now received the Head’s command and belong solely to you, Young Master. In addition to my duties as a courtesan, I will also oversee portions of the merchant group’s business.”
“Is that so?”
“All the women here, myself included, were gathered from across the land to escape the chaos of these troubled times. Lady Wei Hong taught us literacy, music, and dance. She also instructed us in the arts of beauty.”
So they had been training professional hostesses.
“Once we accept a hero as our lord, we serve him at night and assist with the merchant group’s affairs during the day. In time, we may even be granted our own enterprise.”
“If I wished it, could you leave this place?”
She offered a gentle smile.
“That would depend on the Head’s will. But I am happy here.”
“I see.”
“In the future, will you not take in women of even higher station and greater beauty than myself?”
She spoke as though this were simply part of her duty, her tone perfectly composed.
Hearing her speak this way, I realized Wei Hong’s merchant coalition was an organization that trained courtesans to gather information through seduction and pillow talk.
“Is this what they call a partner?”
“What is a ‘partner’?”
“Ah, it is a word from the western regions…”
“Have you traveled to the western regions before?”
I gave no answer, simply drawing her closer into my embrace. That night I slept more peacefully than I had in a long time.
No matter how pleasant the present moment, tomorrow I would march to the battlefield. Rest was essential.