The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Margareth's face was as red as a tomato, her plump lips open obscenely, releasing gasping moans.

Qingyi's fingers were now sinking into her pussy, while his tongue ran along her neck and he massaged her clitoris.

"You son of a - mmghn~~ I'm not going to - nghnn~~" Qingyi increased the speed with which he masturbated her, interrupting her words.

"You're not going to what?" he asked provocatively, finally stopping the movement of his hands, sensing that she was ready. "Take all of your husband's cock in that tight, pussy?"

"I..." Margareth blushed even more, her beautiful, mature face filled with strange emotion.

A high-pitched squeal escaped her lips as Qingyi made her arch her back.

A long, throbbing behemoth of flesh slipped out of his robes, sliding between her thick thighs and reaching her pussy.

Her eyes widened. Could that huge thing really fit inside her?

Slowly, he pressed in.

The pale, fat outer lips opened, revealing the pink interior, with the tip slowly penetrating her until it stopped.

It just wouldn't go in anymore, what little was already inside being brutally crushed by her vaginal walls.

Gritting his teeth, Qingyi continued to thrust his hips. Margareth's moans got louder and louder, her whole body shuddering with every inch that went in.

Qingyi grunted as he felt that he had finally broken her virginity, taking her for himself once and for all.

His cock plunged even further into that wet, soft hole, desperately trying to crush it, attempts that only made him feel even more pleasure.

All his women were tight, their bodies and high cultivation keeping the pussies of virgins, no matter how much they fucked.

But still, none of them compared to Margareth.

After long seconds, he finally found himself completely inside.

His hips pressed against the pale, soft, fat cheeks of her ass, his cock appearing as a soft bulge in Margareth's slim belly.

"You- nghn~~" Margareth tried to curse him, but the word just stuck in her throat.

"I what, hm?" Qingyi asked, slapping her on the ass. He relished the high-pitched squeal that escaped her lips and the sight of the shockwave spreading across her shapely buttocks.

"Just... mhnn~~ do it already..." She spoke embarrassedly, her beautiful, cloudy blue eyes closing.

She had initially accused Qingyi of being an incubus without much thought, but now she had her doubts.

How could her body feel so much pleasure?

Even on dark nights, when she touched herself, she had never felt like this, and from the conversations she had already had with her married friends, she knew it wasn't normal.

"I didn't hear you right..." Qingyi smiled, not yet starting to move his hips, teasing her more and more.

Margareth gritted her teeth, her face flushed as she mustered the strength to scream. "Just go and FUCK ME! you... you... you fucking shameless womanizer!"

"Oh... it's good that she knows what you are." Ruxue spoke into Qingyi's mind, who just shook his head.

"Since you asked so politely..." He moved his hips, his cock sliding almost to the tip before he shoved it all in again. His hips hit her ass with a loud, resounding smack.

With another slap to her ass, Qingyi began to take up a rhythm, watching as her moans changed.

Margareth's mind was totally lost in pleasure, her pussy squeezing his cock even harder.

"A-auranys... G-give me strength... oghnn~~ f-fuck~~ fuck~~ f-faster~~ nghnn~~ F-FASTER!" she screamed, her panting words soon turning into pleas.

Qingyi obviously obeyed, reaching maximum speed.

The loud slaps and crazed moans of her echoed throughout the deep valley they were in.

At that speed, Margareth's words were no longer comprehensible, just moans interspersed with Qingyi's thrusts.

Each slap made her breasts bounce, her ass undulating violently with the constant shockwaves.

She felt something strange coming from the depths of her pussy, accompanying Qingyi's thrusts against her womb. Was she... cumming?

Her beautiful blue eyes widened, her whole body shuddering as her pussy squirted against Qingyi's cock.

At the same time, he finally released his load. His cock delivered long spurts of cum straight into her womb, slowly filling her with his seed.

"Ah..." he gasped, withdrawing slowly. His cock slipped out of her tight pussy with a wet pop.

"It was worth it, don't you think?" He smiled, turning her towards him and wrapping his arms around her, feeling those huge tits pressed against his chest. His eyes flicked to the system screen.

[Name: Long Qingyi

Age: 20

Cultivation: Third Stage of the Ascension Realm (1,000,000,000 lust points to upgrade)

Affinities: Lightning: 248 - Sword: 257 - Fire: 234 - Ice: 223 - Charm: 1000 (can be upgraded in the lust store)

Spiritual roots: Silver-level three-colored spirit root (Lightning sword, fire, ice) (100,000,000 lust points to upgrade, new roots can be bought in the lust store).

Lineage: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Silver grade, 1,000,000,000 lust points to upgrade.)

Constitution: Primordial Dragon Body (Silver grade, 1,000,000,000 lust points to upgrade.)

Lust points: 1,021,613,251]

The gains had been simply absurd.

"Womanizing scoundrel..." She closed her eyes, feeling Qingyi's embrace, her body strangely relaxed.

She should have hated it, she should have been disgusted.

Why the hell couldn't she feel like this?

Why did her body not only refuse to deny his touch, but also seem to crave more?

"Who are you?" she asked, raising her face gently.

"Actually? Your husband, as well as the husband of all my other wives."

"That's not what I was talking about, you idiot." She jabbed Qingyi in the ribs and he grunted in pain.

His pleasure-stricken body had already forgotten the fact that it was totally destroyed internally.

"I'll call someone to heal us for a moment." He grabbed the heaven-defying thunder sword, which glowed softly before revealing an animated figure, her massive chocolatey breasts swaying gently.

"Husband, is everything all right?" Isabel threw herself at Qingyi, finding a place with Margareth in his embrace.

The golden-haired beauty opened her eyes wide, observing Isabel's appearance.

Why was she identical to the description Margareth had received of the kidnapped Valemont princess?