Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World

Her throat went dry at the sight of him just a few inches away, with her own juices assaulting her nostrils—the pungent, salty scent of her cum filling the air—but something primal took over.

She grabbed his hair and pulled his mouth down to hers, not caring that her own filthy taste coated his lips and tongue, lapping at the mess she'd made on him.

"Mpphh... Umnhh.... Hmnnh...."

They kissed deeply, her tongue mixing with his as they tasted her juices together, swapping the slick, tangy fluid between their mouths, their muffled moans filling the air until they finally broke apart, breathing hard, a string of saliva and cum bridging their lips.

"Haa... Haah.."

She pushed him down and climbed on top, sitting like a queen with all nine tails spread behind her.

Her hand reached down to grab his throbbing cock, wrapping her fingers around the veiny, rock-hard shaft, feeling it pulse hotly in her grip, pre-cum oozing from the slit.

"I want it," she declared, her voice husky with need, eyes fixed on his massive dick like she wanted to impale herself on it and bounce until all the itch between her legs vanished.

But he caught her wrist, stopping her.

Akane's golden eyes flashed with frustration, her fingers twitching around the thick, veiny base of his cock that she'd just managed to wrap her hand around.

The heat of it pulsed against her palm, slick with pre-cum that dribbled down like sticky syrup, coating her skin.

'Why is he stopping me now? After all that teasing?'

Her nine tails flicked irritably behind her, brushing against the sweat-dampened sheets.

"No," he said firmly, his voice low and gravelly, crimson-gold eyes locking onto hers with that same commanding intensity.

'!'

He pulled her hand away, but instead of letting go, he yanked her forward, flipping her body with effortless strength.

She gasped as he turned her around, her massive tits bouncing heavily against her chest, nipples still leaking tiny droplets of milk from his earlier sucking.

"Ahh~!" she yelped, the sudden movement making her whole body jolt.

Before she could protest, he positioned himself above her, straddling her waist as she landed on her back with a soft thud on the bed.

"You don't get to decide this time, wife," he growled, his voice dripping with dominance.

She tried to sit up, but he was already there, his weight pressing down just enough to pin her.

Her hands shot up instinctively, but he grabbed them in one swift motion, pinning them above her head with his strong grip.

The muscles in his arms flexed, veins bulging under his skin as he held her wrists together like they were nothing.

She struggled, wriggling beneath him, her massive boobs jiggling with the effort, but it only made her pussy throb harder, still slick and aching from his mouth.

"Nnngh~♡!" she whimpered, her body betraying her protests.

'What is happening with me? Why does this feel so good? Being held down like this, helpless...'

Her eyes widened, pupils dilating as she looked up at him, his broad frame looming over her, that thick cock dangling heavy between his legs, already half-hard and twitching.

Unbeknownst to her, due to holding so much power in the lower realm for so many years, she had never realized how she had developed an unknown and unexplored kink of hers, which Tianlong was going to pound within her.

"No, you cannot have the pleasure to get fucked today," he growled, his lips curling into a smirk that sent a shiver down her spine.

His free hand trailed down her body, brushing over the curve of her hip, but he didn't touch her where she wanted it most.

She blinked up at him, confusion mixing with the raw lust burning in her chest.

Her voice came out soft, almost a whisper, breathy from the way her heart hammered.

"Why?" she asked, her voice trembling with desperate need.

But before she could process his words, he shifted upward, climbing higher on her body.

Her eyes went wide—saucer-like—as he straddled her chest now, his thick thighs framing her massive tits.

She felt the heat of his balls brushing against her sternum, heavy and full, as he positioned his cock right between her boobs.

The shaft was already swelling, veins pulsing visibly along its length, the head flared and leaking a fresh bead of pre-cum that smeared against her skin.

He grabbed her massive tits with both hands now, fingers digging in deep, sinking into the soft, pliable flesh like it was warm dough.

If not for their firmness, the way they bounced back against his grip, he might've kneaded them harder, but he savored the resistance, the way they overflowed his palms.

"Ahh~♡!" she yelped, the pressure making her nipples harden instantly, a fresh spurt of milk leaking out and trickling down the sides of her breasts.

Drip... drip...

'What is he doing with my chest?'

He chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming as he squeezed her tits together, trapping his cock in the deep, warm valley between them.

The skin-on-skin contact was electric—her boobs were so massive, they enveloped him completely, the soft, sweaty flesh molding around his shaft like a custom sleeve.

But it wasn't slick enough yet.

With a casual wave of his hand, he activated that laser palace ability of his, conjuring a bottle of lube out of thin air.

The slimy liquid shimmered in the dim light as he poured it generously between her chest, the cool, viscous fluid dripping down, coating his cock and her tits in a glossy sheen.

Glug... glug... splash...

It mixed with her big milk gallons, creating a slippery mess that made those two milky white boobs with green nerves visible due to strain glisten.

She looked down, confused, her brows furrowing at the sight of the slimy liquid pooling in her cleavage.

"What... what are you pouring? It feels so... sticky," she breathed, her voice laced with curiosity and arousal.

"You see, I have hit my limit," he explained, his voice rough as he started to rock his hips slowly, grinding his cock between her boobs.

Squelch... squelch...

The lube made it slide effortlessly, the friction turning into a wet, squelching glide that had him wincing slightly—awkward at first, a strange mix of pleasure and the faint burn of overstimulation from earlier.

"If I fucked you, then I will become stronger. And if I go stronger, I will have to ascend up. So no, I'm not going to fuck you today," he said with determined finality.

Her eyes snapped back to his face, shock rippling through her.

'Today?' Though she noted down his words.

"What? Didn't you say that you have solved that problem?" she gasped, disbelief coloring her tone.

He shrugged his shoulders, nonchalant even as he kept thrusting, his ass shaking slightly with each slow grind.

Slap... slap... slap...

The head of his cock poked out from between her tits with every forward motion, bumping against her chin.

He winced again, the sensation building, an awkward pain mixing with the building heat, but he could still see his cock's hint within the gap of those massive tits which could have easily swallowed it up.

"It was temporary," he admitted with a grunt.

Then, grabbing her hands—still pinned above her head—he guided them to the sides of her boobs, pressing her palms against the outer curves.

"Press it," he ordered, his voice husky with command.