Dai Huiling's eyes gleamed with a mix of satisfaction and lingering hunger as she pulled back from Yao Hong's still-throbbing cock, the taste of his release lingering on her tongue. She straightened slightly, her blue cheongsam disheveled from their encounter, the fabric clinging to her sweat-dampened skin. The carriage continued its steady rumble along the trail, the outside world a distant murmur compared to the charged atmosphere within.
Without a word, she reached up and untied the sash at her waist, letting the cheongsam slip open like a blooming flower. Her full breasts spilled free, nipples hardened from arousal, and she shrugged the garment off her shoulders, revealing her naked body beneath—no undergarments to obstruct the view. Her skin was flawless, her curves generous: wide hips, a soft yet toned belly from years of cultivation training, and those thick thighs that had teased him earlier now fully exposed, leading to the dark, trimmed patch of hair between her legs. She was already slick with desire, her folds glistening in the low light.
*He's still hard... perfect,* she thought, her gaze fixed on his massive erection, veins pulsing along its length. *That primal beast of a cock, attached to this hulking body—it's nothing like the refined men of our sects, all lean and polished like fragile porcelain. No, he's raw power, muscles rippling under that rough skin, beard scratching against my thoughts even now. It awakens something feral in me, a need to dominate this wild force, to ride it until it breaks me or I break it. In this world of immortals and elegance, I've craved something... untamed. And now, I'll take it.*
Yao Hong stared, transfixed, his breath ragged. *Fuck, she's even more stunning naked. Those tits, that ass—curves for days. I can't believe this is happening. Transmigrated and now about to lose my virginity to a hot cultivator milf? This beats any novel I've read.*
Dai Huiling didn't give him time to overthink. She placed a hand on his broad chest, pushing him back against the futon with surprising strength—her cultivation realm granting her an edge despite his size. "Lie back," she commanded softly, her voice laced with authority. "Let me show you what a woman like me can do." She straddled him swiftly, her thighs bracketing his hips, the heat of her core hovering just above his cock. Reaching down, she gripped his shaft firmly, guiding the thick head to her entrance. She rubbed it against her wet folds, coating him in her arousal, teasing them both until she couldn't wait any longer.
With a slow, deliberate motion, she sank down onto him, inch by inch. Her tight walls stretched around his girth, a gasp escaping her lips as she felt the fullness invade her. *Gods, he's splitting me open,* she thought, a shiver of pleasure-pain rippling through her. *So thick, so deep already—nothing like the slender lovers I've known. This roughness, this size... it's igniting my meridians, stirring my qi in ways I never imagined. I need to control this, to milk him until he surrenders everything to me.*
Yao Hong groaned loudly, his hands instinctively grabbing her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh. *Holy shit, she's so tight and hot—wrapping around me like a vice. Feels like heaven. I never thought my first time would be this intense, her leading like a queen on her throne.*
She began to move, rolling her hips in a rhythmic grind, her breasts bouncing with each thrust as she rode him harder. Her hands pressed against his muscled chest for leverage, nails lightly scratching his skin. "That's it," she murmured, her voice breathy. "Feel me take you... all of you." She quickened her pace, slamming down onto him, the wet sounds of their bodies connecting filling the carriage. Leaning forward, she captured his lips in a fierce kiss, her tongue dominating his mouth as she ground her clit against his pubic bone, chasing her own pleasure.
*This barbarian body under me—bulging muscles, that big belly heaving with each breath—it's intoxicating,* she thought, her inner walls clenching around him. *I've always led in the sects, but this... this is pure conquest. His virgin innocence mixed with that raw strength; I want to ruin him for anyone else.*
Yao Hong's hips bucked up to meet her, but she pinned him down with her cultivation-enhanced strength, dictating the rhythm. *She's owning me, riding me like I'm her personal toy. It feels so fucking good—I can feel every squeeze, every slide. Never imagined it'd be this mind-blowing.*
Dai Huiling threw her head back, her dark hair cascading wildly as she neared her peak. "Come inside me," she demanded, her voice a sultry growl. "Fill me up—now." She clenched around him deliberately, her body trembling as her orgasm crashed over her, waves of ecstasy pulsing through her core.
The sensation pushed Yao Hong over the edge. With a deep, guttural moan, he thrust up one final time, his cock erupting inside her. Thick spurts of cum flooded her depths, painting her walls as she milked him dry, her own release prolonging the intensity.
Panting, she collapsed onto his chest, their bodies slick with sweat, his softening length still buried within her. The carriage rolled on, the world outside unchanged, but everything between them forever altered.
Dai Huiling lay atop Yao Hong's heaving chest for a few moments, their bodies still joined, her inner walls fluttering around his softening cock as the aftershocks of her orgasm faded. But the fire in her eyes hadn't dimmed; if anything, it burned brighter. She lifted her head, her lips curving into a teasing smile as she felt him twitch inside her. "Already recovering?" she purred, grinding her hips lazily. "Good. Because we're not done yet."
Yao Hong's hands roamed her back, tracing the curve of her spine down to her ample ass. *She's insatiable,* he thought, his arousal stirring anew at the sight of her flushed, naked form. *But this time, I want to take charge. Show her what this body can do.* With a surge of confidence—fueled by the transmigration thrill and the rush of his first sexual experience—he gripped her hips and flipped them over in one fluid motion, pinning her beneath his massive frame on the futon. The carriage creaked slightly under the shift, but held firm.
Dai Huiling gasped in surprise, her dark eyes widening before narrowing with delight. "Oh? Taking the lead now, are we?" she whispered, her voice breathy as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
Yao Hong didn't respond with words. Instead, he positioned himself at her entrance, his cock—now fully hard again, thick and veined—sliding easily into her cum-slicked pussy. He thrust deep in one powerful stroke, bottoming out as she arched beneath him. *Fuck, she feels even better like this,* he thought, savoring the way her walls gripped him. *Tight, wet, and all mine right now. I never thought I'd be pounding a cultivator beauty in a fantasy world carriage. Time to make her scream.*
He set a relentless pace, his hips slamming into hers with the force of his muscular build. Each thrust made her breasts bounce wildly, and he leaned down to capture one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard while his free hand kneaded the other. Dai Huiling moaned, her nails raking down his broad back, leaving red trails on his skin. *This brute strength... it's overwhelming,* she thought, her body surrendering to the rhythm. *No gentle caresses like the sect elders— just raw, pounding power. It's breaking me in the best way.*
Yao Hong varied his strokes, pulling almost all the way out before driving back in, grinding against her clit with each hilt-deep plunge. Sweat beaded on his forehead, mixing with his long hair as he built toward release. With a guttural growl, he came first, flooding her depths with thick ropes of cum, but he didn't stop—thrusting through his orgasm, prolonging the sensation as her pussy milked him. Dai Huiling cried out, her own climax triggered by the heat of his seed, her legs trembling around him.
But Yao Hong kept going, his stamina amplified by his gym-honed body and perhaps some latent transmigration energy. *One more time,* he thought, gritting his teeth as he felt another build-up. *Gonna fill her up again—make her overflow.* He flipped her onto her hands and knees, gripping her wide hips and re-entering from behind with a slap of skin on skin. The new angle hit deeper, and Dai Huiling pushed back against him, her ass jiggling with each impact.
"Yes... harder!" she demanded, though her voice was laced with submission now.
He obliged, pounding into her relentlessly until he erupted a second time, his cock pulsing as more cum spurted inside her, mixing with the first load and leaking down her thighs. Exhausted but satisfied, Yao Hong pulled out, collapsing beside her as she rolled onto her back, panting.
Dai Huiling's eyes sparkled with mischief as she eyed his semi-hard length, still glistening with their combined fluids. "My turn to taste again," she said, crawling between his legs. Without hesitation, she took him into her mouth once more, her tongue cleaning every inch as she sucked him clean. *Even after two loads, he's so virile,* she thought, humming around his shaft. *That musky taste, mixed with my own essence—it's addictive.* She bobbed her head eagerly, deepthroating him until he groaned, her hands massaging his heavy balls until he was spent and clean.
But the hunger between them persisted. Dai Huiling sat up, reaching into a hidden compartment in the carriage wall. She pulled out a small, glowing talisman etched with ancient runes—a voice-resistant charm designed to muffle sounds from escaping the carriage. With a flick of her wrist, she activated it, pressing it against the wooden panel. A faint shimmer spread across the interior, sealing in all noise. "Now," she said with a wicked grin, "I can scream as loud as I want without alerting Tang You."
She positioned herself on all fours, presenting her round ass to him. "Take me here," she commanded, glancing over her shoulder. "I want to feel that beast of yours stretch me."
Yao Hong's eyes widened, but he didn't hesitate. *Anal? In a cultivator world? Hell yeah,* he thought, his cock twitching back to life. He spread her cheeks, admiring the tight, puckered entrance. Using their earlier fluids as lubricant, he pressed the head of his thick cock against her ass, pushing in slowly. Dai Huiling gasped, then moaned loudly as he inched deeper, her voice echoing freely within the silenced carriage.
*Gods, he's huge—tearing me apart,* she thought, pain mingling with pleasure as her body adjusted. *No refined cultivator would dare this; they're too proper. But his roughness... it awakens my deepest urges.* She screamed in ecstasy as he buried himself fully, the sound raw and unrestrained. "Yes! Fuck me harder!"
Yao Hong gripped her hips, thrusting steadily, the tight heat of her ass gripping him like a vice. He built speed, the slap of his belly against her ass cheeks filling the space. Midway through, Dai Huiling's body tensed, her screams reaching a fever pitch. Suddenly, she squirted—a powerful gush of clear fluid erupting from her pussy, soaking the futon beneath them in a warm puddle. *This primal pounding... it's too much,* she thought, waves of intense pleasure crashing over her. *I've never squirted like this—his size, his force—it's unlocking everything.*
Yao Hong groaned at the sight and sensation, thrusting deeper until he came one final time, flooding her ass with his release. They collapsed together on the wet futon, bodies entangled, the carriage continuing its journey as if nothing had transpired.