Liu Bei, You Idiot—You Only Bukkake'd a Body This Good?
The instant Lady Zou's body was revealed beyond the screen, Xu Chu let out a silent cheer.
He wanted to shout Fuckin' awesome— but then he locked eyes with Guo Jia, whose look said she was being forced to watch the most ridiculous garbage imaginable, and hastily shut his mouth.
Xiahou Dun, however, was grinning with his mouth hanging wide open. Yu Jin had his arms crossed and was saying, "Oh yes." Li Dian and Man Chong were high-fiving.
"Seems you've all forgotten the point of this training is not to get hard looking at that bitch."
At Guo Jia's sarcasm the generals hastily corrected their postures, but their eyes remained glued to Lady Zou's naked body.
Guo Jia surveyed the room with a sour look, then glanced at Yue Jin, who stood with his arms folded without so much as a twitch, and let out an impressed little oh.
As expected of Yue Jin. A general who doesn't flinch at just anything?
Had she known that Yue Jin had silently stuck up a thumb with the hand tucked in his crossed arms, Guo Jia would have been disappointed.
Lady Zou's body was that beautiful.
Trampled and trampled again... and still she hasn't lost her beauty.
If anything, Guo Jia thought, it had taken on that peculiar, deathlike loveliness unique to a broken flower.
A beauty, even ruined, is still a ruined beauty.
She didn't dislike women who had been trampled. Nor women who touched themselves watching their lovers get trampled.
The blonde, red-eyed strategist Jia Xu had one knee drawn up, an arm resting on it, and was constantly chewing her nails. Not an ounce of class in the picture—which was exactly Guo Jia's type. Where her left hand had gone, hidden from everyone else's view, was obvious from her flushed cheeks and her silent moans.
Crazy bitch. Getting wet watching her lover get fucked.
Once when Lady Zou was used as a rag to wipe up Cao Hong's piss. Once when her head was stepped on and she was crushed into the floor. And once when she was used as a pot of lubricant to wet Cao Cao's cock. Jia Xu, Lady Zou's lover, had come on her fingers a total of three times. Without the slightest regard for the people around her. Without so much as a twitch.
Her unusual looks, her taste for women, her fetish for getting aroused watching her lover get ruined—she had no desire to have any of it understood. She simply lived as she was born and as she felt.
Must be nice. Being that free.
Guo Jia set down the wine bottle and pulled out her hairpin. Her roughly freed hair spilled toward the floor. Guo Jia's hairpin was the long smoking pipe she always used. An indoor smoking ban? As if such a thing would exist in the Three Kingdoms era.
She took out her tobacco pouch, packed the pipe firmly, and was rummaging for a flint when she realized Xun Yu had come up in front of her. A flint was already in his hand. Guo Jia hummed and struck a pose that said, well, go on and light it—and he struck the flint with practiced ease and lit her tobacco. Guo Jia drew the smoke in deep.
"It's bad for you, so please just have the one, Senior Sister."
"Call me Senior Brother."
"Yes, Senior Brother."
Hah—
A snake of smoke uncoiled toward the screen. The lazily curling haze slipped between Lady Mi's spread legs, caressed Cao Cao's hips as they pumped back and forth, veiled Xiahou Yuan's eyes as she watched, then settled over Lady Zou's naked body as she silently held out a towel. It was like a censor's mosaic had been laid over the picture.
Guo Jia snickered with satisfaction at the generals' faces, thick with discontent. Looking at Jia Xu's trembling shoulders, she was even more pleased.
"When's that geezer gonna finish, Gongda?"
At Guo Jia's question, Xun You made a troubled face.
"Even I can't go that far..."
"You can hear what's in his heart, can't you? You can roughly guess."
"That's... difficult."
"Then just say whatever you hear. I'll figure it out."
The S-rank strategist Xun You, courtesy name Gongda. He could hear the inner voices of Cao Cao's tightly bonded generals. His gift for seeing through a thousand li, a hundred li, was known as the Thousand Schemes, Hundred Stratagems. Meeting the other generals' intrigued eyes, Xun You decided to play to the audience.
With a finger to his temple and his eyes closed, Xun You's manner of speech began to resemble Cao Cao's—Cao Cao, who was absorbed in the coupling of man and woman.
"Shallow. It touches. All the way. It's there. Definitely. With that bastard Liu Bei's cock, this would've been impossible. Her breasts—her breasts—sweet, so soft. Crush them. Squeeze them out. They're spilling. She's coming, she's moving, she can feel it."
On the screen, Cao Cao's hips were picking up speed to match. The audience listened to Xun You with their ears while their eyes locked onto Lady Mi's lower body, swaying wretchedly under Cao Cao's rhythm. Her legs split as if they would tear apart under the plunging thrusts, but with nowhere further to go they trembled pitifully in the air. Somewhere in unconsciousness, her pale, curled toes were clearly convulsing.
Her arms, bent back over her head with her armpits bared, had become a bondage of her own making, offering no protection to her exposed upper body. Thanks to that, Cao Cao surfed the waves with his gaze, watching Lady Mi's defenseless, surging breasts. With cunning movements of his hips he conjured swells in whatever direction he pleased, savoring the rapturous undulation of her naked body...
And now and then that gaze turned toward Lady Zou, who was spreading herself open of her own accord.
Cao Cao, still driving his violent piston thrusts, jerked his chin at Lady Zou, and she slowly spread her knees while keeping her upper body open. Lady Zou's lower half was revealed in turn. Above, her taut, swollen breasts bared; below, her legs spread and her cunt splayed wide, her body precariously balanced on her toes and the balls of her feet.
Lady Zou's cunt, which last night had been pierced by Guan Yu's legendary super-thick cock. Its bruised mouth still couldn't close.
"A fine sight. As expected of Guan Yu—a man I acknowledged. Even for Saya, the greatest whore in the Central Plains, Guan Yu's thing wasn't easy..."
And the hole receiving Cao Cao's cock was the same place that had received Guan Yu's sworn brother...
Cao Cao went on thrusting, his gaze alternating between Lady Zou's cunt and Lady Mi's breasts, then carefully began working Lady Mi's left armpit.
Ten seconds. Twenty. Thirty seconds later, Lady Mi's body began to heave violently.
"It's clamping down. It's grinding. This isn't—too unpredictable. How can this spot—impossible. Goddamn it, I can't hold it, it's coming out, it's coming, I'm coming! Liu Bei, you bastard—you only bukkake'd a body like this? I can't believe it."
Cao Cao's body went rigid to match.
"A whole new world. I can't believe it. No—wait. Maybe. That bastard Liu Bei might not have known. He might have been fucking his own wife without ever knowing the true worth of what she had. That's possible. If he never reached it, he wouldn't know. If that's the case. If that's the case."
Three interrupted, shuddering pulses—an unmistakable creampie. Cao Cao, pouring out his semen, collapsed onto Lady Mi's ample breasts.
His ragged breathing subsided, and presently Cao Cao, as if something had occurred to him, looked around at Cao Hong and Xiahou Yuan and spoke. But those words were no longer translated. When the generals stared at Xun You with blank faces, he was already smiling, his hand off his temple, with a look that said that ought to be enough.
"Then that bastard Liu Bei is impossibly small? So small he can't even reach the place that clamps when his own wife climaxes... That's possible. It could be. If that's how it was, it could be..."
That was the hypothesis Cao Cao had formed, moved by Lady Mi's cunt. As he slowly withdrew, a strand of stretched juices connected his cock to her.
"You came inside? Don't tell me. We didn't give her the Contraceptive Decoction."
Cao Hong said it looking startled. Xiahou Yuan chimed in.
"Must've felt pretty damn good. If you get her pregnant, you won't be able to dodge Guan Yu's suspicion."
"When we have an audience with the Emperor later, serve the Post-coital Contraceptive Pill as a tea snack. If the Emperor tells her to eat it, she won't suspect a thing."
"You know that stuff's bad for a woman's body, right?"
"Since when has the marvelous talent of the realm been looking after the health of prisoners?"
"Because if she starts thinking, I ate something they gave me in the palace and my body hasn't been right since, the work going forward gets harder."
"Once is fine. From now on we'll give them the Contraceptive Decoction. And besides—these two won't be in any normal condition tonight anyway."
With practiced ease, Cao Cao steered Lady Zou's head toward his cock. She automatically opened her mouth and began a cleanup blowjob. Moving her head this way and that, cleaning whichever parts he wanted, Cao Cao watched a little of the semen he'd spent trickle out of Lady Mi's brutally spread cunt.
"What're you gonna do, Aman? Looks like you came a lot. Want to have her spit some of it out first?"
"Hmm... no. Wipe up what leaked and leave the rest in. Could be interesting."
Cao Cao gripped Lady Zou's hair and yanked, angling her gaze upward. Her vacant eyes rolled up toward him.
"I'm going to come one more load, so use your hands too."
Lady Zou nodded and switched her throat's motion from cleanup mode to ejaculation mode. She dropped the towel, fully naked now, knelt, and gently wrapped one hand around the root of Cao Cao's cock and the other around his balls. Whenever her mouth swept over him, a ring starting from the base would softly squeeze that spot, hastening the urge to come.
It was a cock that had just finished spending itself inside a cunt it had met for the first time in its life—but before the service of a peerless beauty, it was already recovering its taut strength.