Before Yao Hong could take another step toward the door, Hao Meirong's voice cut through the air like a whip. "Stop. Come back here."
Yao Hong paused, a knowing smile tugging at his lips as he turned around. He strode back to stand before her, his massive frame towering over her seated form, his expression shifting to one of solemn seriousness. "Yes, Lady Meirong?"
She rose from her chair, her gigantic breasts heaving with the motion, her crimson robe whispering against her exaggerated curves. "Where do you think you're going? You still have to prove you're worthy of my daughters!" With a swift flick of her wrist, she summoned her glowing sword again, swinging it in a precise arc toward him.
Yao Hong's heart skipped a beat, his mind flashing with dread. *This is it—I'm dead,* he thought, bracing for the end as the blade whistled through the air. But when he opened his eyes, no blood spilled. Instead, his black servant's robe lay in tattered shreds at his feet, sliced cleanly apart without touching his skin. He stood completely naked before her, his hulking, muscular body on full display—broad shoulders, bulging arms, a prominent belly, and his nine-inch cock hanging heavily between his thighs, already twitching to life under her gaze.
A sly smile crept across Yao Hong's face as he noticed her eyes locked on his "dragon," her sharp expression faltering for a split second, her cheeks flushing ever so slightly.
Hao Meirong's internal thoughts erupted into chaos as she stared at his massive member, thick and veined even in its semi-hard state. *By the immortals, it's enormous—like a beast's weapon, far beyond what my husband or any sect elder could offer. My daughters have been enjoying this alone? Huiling and Xiu, those selfish girls, not sharing with their mother? I raised them better than to hoard such... potency. It stirs something primal in me, a heat I haven't felt in years. But I must remain composed—test him further.*
She snorted dismissively, sheathing her sword with a flourish before kneeling gracefully in front of him, her gigantic ass settling back on her heels, causing her robe to strain even more against her curves. Her sharp gaze met his, though her voice carried a husky edge. "I must taste this... thing to ensure it's not smelly or improper for my daughters. They deserve only the finest."
Yao Hong's cock hardened fully at her words, rising to point directly at her full lips, its bulbous head glistening with a bead of precum. *She's kneeling for me? The matriarch herself? This is next level,* he thought, his pulse racing with excitement.
Hao Meirong reached out with one manicured hand, wrapping her fingers around the base of his shaft—her grip firm but unable to fully encircle its girth. She leaned in, inhaling deeply, her nose brushing against the veined length. *No foul odor—just pure, masculine musk, intoxicating and virile. It's making my core ache, my nipples harden against my robe. Gods, I want to devour it.* She parted her plump lips and took the head into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip, tasting the salty precum as she sucked gently at first.
Her movements grew bolder, her head bobbing as she took more of him in, her cheeks hollowing with the effort to accommodate his size. Saliva coated his length, dripping down to his heavy balls as she worked him deeper, gagging slightly when the head hit the back of her throat but pushing through with determination. One hand stroked the base rhythmically, while the other cupped and massaged his balls, rolling them in her palm. *He's so thick—stretching my mouth wide, filling it completely. The taste is addictive, clean and potent, like elixir from a forbidden fruit. My daughters must climax just from sucking this; no wonder they're obsessed. My pussy's soaking through my robe—control yourself, Meirong!*
Yao Hong groaned deeply, his hands instinctively threading through her dark, silver-streaked hair, guiding her pace without forcing it. *Her mouth's heaven—warm, wet, and skilled. The Patriarch's wife, on her knees for me? Feels like a dream.* He thrust his hips lightly, matching her rhythm, the lewd slurping sounds filling the chamber as she deepthroated him inch by inch, her throat constricting around his girth.
After several minutes of her fervent sucking—her tongue lapping at the underside, her lips sliding up and down with increasing speed—Yao Hong felt the pressure build. "Lady Meirong... I'm close," he grunted, his muscles tensing.
She hummed around his cock, the vibrations sending him over the edge. With a guttural roar, he came, his thick cock pulsing as rope after rope of hot, viscous cum erupted into her mouth, flooding her throat. Hao Meirong didn't pull back; instead, she sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing as she milked every drop, swallowing greedily while her hand pumped the base to coax out more. Cum overflowed slightly from the corners of her lips, but she licked it clean, her tongue tracing every vein and ridge until his shaft was spotless and glistening with her saliva.
Finally, she released him with a soft pop, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, her sharp gaze meeting his as she stood. Her voice was composed, though husky from the effort. "I needed to swallow to test if your semen was poisonous or not. It... passes inspection. For now." *Not poisonous—far from it. Thick, creamy, and full of vital qi. My body's on fire; I haven't felt this alive since my youth. But I can't admit that yet.*
Yao Hong chuckled breathlessly, his cock still semi-hard. *She swallowed it all like a pro. This family's full of surprises.*
Hao Meirong stood, her sharp gaze softening into something more appraising as she regarded Yao Hong, his naked form still radiating raw power despite the intense blowjob. She stepped closer, her crimson robe barely containing her massive breasts and giant ass, her voice carrying a commanding yet sultry edge. "You've passed one test, but I need to ensure you have the skills to please my daughters properly. Lie down on the bed."
Yao Hong's lips curled into a confident smirk, his cock twitching at the prospect. *Another test? With this MILF goddess? I'm all in.* He nodded and moved to the massive canopy bed, its silk sheets cool against his skin as he lay back, his nine-inch cock standing semi-hard against his thigh. *Let's see what she's got planned.*
Hao Meirong untied her robe with deliberate grace, letting it slide to the floor in a whisper of silk. Her busty figure was revealed in all its glory—gigantic breasts that defied gravity, their dark nipples hardened with arousal; a soft, curvaceous belly leading to wide hips; and an ass so plump and rounded it seemed sculpted by divine hands. Her skin glowed with a faint cultivator's sheen. *He's staring—good. Let him see what he's dealing with,* she thought, her internal thoughts swirling with a mix of authority and desire. *My daughters deserve a man who can handle a woman like me. His cock's already proven potent, but can his mouth satisfy?*
She climbed onto the bed, straddling his chest before shifting upward to position her dripping pussy directly over his face. "Please me with your mouth," she commanded, her voice husky. "I need to know if your skills are adequate for Huiling and Xiu." Her thick thighs framed his head, her scent—musky, floral, and intoxicating—filling his senses as she lowered herself, her wet folds brushing against his lips.
Yao Hong nodded eagerly, his thick tongue darting out to lap at her clit, eliciting a sharp gasp from her. *Let's show her what this tongue can do,* he thought, diving in with fervor. He licked along her folds, savoring her sweet, tangy taste, his tongue swirling around her sensitive bud before plunging deep into her entrance, probing her tight walls. Hao Meirong moaned, her hips grinding against his face, coating his beard with her juices. *His tongue's so thick—strong, relentless, hitting every spot,* she thought, her body trembling. *No sect elder could match this raw skill. My daughters are lucky, but gods, I'm jealous they've had this.*
As Yao Hong worked her pussy, sucking her clit and thrusting his tongue deeper, Hao Meirong's arousal surged. She leaned forward, her massive breasts pressing against his broad chest, her hands finding his now fully erect cock. *I can't resist—it's right there, begging for my mouth again,* she thought, her lips parting as she took his thick shaft into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. They locked into a sixty-nine position, her giant ass hovering over his face as she bobbed her head, sucking his cock with the same intensity she'd shown earlier. Her throat stretched around his girth, saliva dripping as she deepthroated him, her hands stroking his base and massaging his heavy balls.
*Fuck, her mouth's back on me—sucking like she's starved,* Yao Hong thought, his tongue never slowing as he lapped at her clit, feeling her thighs quiver. *Her pussy's so wet, dripping all over my face. This sixty-nine's insane.* He sucked harder, his lips sealing around her clit, his tongue flicking rapidly, pushing her closer to the edge.
Hao Meirong moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through him. *His mouth's a weapon—better than any cultivator I've known. I'm going to cum, and I want his seed again.* Her hips bucked, grinding harder against his face as she sucked with renewed vigor, her throat constricting around his shaft. The room filled with the lewd sounds of slurping and muffled moans, their bodies entangled in mutual pleasure.
After several minutes of intense oral play, Yao Hong felt the familiar pressure building in his balls. He thrust his hips slightly, his cock pulsing as he came hard, flooding Hao Meirong's mouth with thick, hot ropes of cum. At the same moment, her body tensed, her pussy clenching as she orgasmed, her juices gushing over his tongue and face, her thighs trembling violently. She swallowed every drop of his cum, her tongue cleaning his shaft as she rode out her climax, her moans muffled by his girth.
Panting, she lifted herself off his face, collapsing beside him on the bed, her massive breasts heaving, her face flushed with satisfaction. *His skills are more than adequate—my daughters are spoiled. And I... I want more,* she thought, her body still tingling. Yao Hong licked his lips, tasting her lingering essence, a grin spreading across his face. *Nailed it. Her pussy's divine, and cumming together like that? Perfect.*
Hao Meirong propped herself up, her sharp gaze returning but softened by pleasure. "You've passed this test... for now. But don't think this absolves you. I'll expect more proof of your worth."