Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples

Chapter 79: Torment

Lin Qingcheng's captivating body swayed closer and closer. Beads of sweat were beginning to slide down her n.a.k.e.d skin. Chen Wentian couldn't move much of his body except strain his head forward as much as possible, trying to touch the swinging b.r.e.a.s.ts in front of his eyes. The air around him smelled like heaven; a mix of her perfume, sweat, and arousal.

Lin Qingcheng by now was almost on top of him. She was so close, just a little more and he could bury his face between her twin peaks. She seemed to sense his desire and she denied him at the last moment. She then twirled around and now her backside was almost touching his crotch. She shook her butt to the music, letting it drop down... and down until she was rubbing his sensitive areas through a few layers of fabric.

"Ohh" Chen Wentian finally got the tiniest bit of reward.

Lin Qingcheng turned around and gave him a saucy smile while continuing her tortuous routine on top of his hard erection. Her soft pillowy flesh rubbed against it every once in a while, not enough for the pleasure to build up but just enough to keep him hard as steel.

Finally, she stood back up again but he didn't want her to leave. He didn't get to reach his ending yet but she was already done. Lin Qingcheng put her robe back on as she also signaled the musicians to stop.

"Noo..." He whined softly. The wonderful view was gone!

Zhou Ziyun laughed. "Master... don't worry. Here comes the next part."

Lin Qingcheng and her switched places. Zhou Ziyun took to the middle of the room while Lin Qingcheng untied the ropes. She started undressing him completely. His happiness peaked as he became fully n.a.k.e.d, expecting to take the fun to bed and have his way with them. His short lived happiness was brutally crushed the next second as he was once again tied securely to the chair, this time stark n.a.k.e.d.

"Hey, what's going on!" He cried. His hard d.i.c.k jerked in midair in complaint as well.

Lin Qingcheng didn't say anything else but gave his little dragon a longing look before standing back. Zhou Ziyun meanwhile had signaled the musicians to start playing again. The music was now slower and softer, perhaps showcasing a difference in their personalities.

He watched as Zhou Ziyun started to sway with the music, expecting another dance. However, as she she unclasped her robe and removed it, her aim became apparent. What she wore couldn't be counted as clothes. She had on black lace sleeves and black stockings. Her black lace bottom was crotchless, giving him flashes of her secret garden. The black corset that completed her ensemble didn't cover her b.r.e.a.s.ts at all, only serving to push them up, making her twin mounds much more voluptuous and enticing.

He couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Master, do you like?" Zhou Ziyun said as she slowly walked up to him.

Chen Wentian nodded his head dumbly. Of course! She was a complete seductress! He blazed this image and this black outfit in his memory forever.

"Since you like it, let me show it a little... closer."

She sashayed over slowly, getting closer and closer. His eyes captured every detail; her beautiful and proudly erect n.i.p.p.l.es that danced with each step, the black lace clinging to her body that gave peeks of white skin. He tried his hardest to comprehend the secrets behind the crotchless panties that broke through the limits of what he considered possible.

Zhou Ziyun finally got in front of him. She hooked her hands around his neck and straddled him in one smooth motion. While she wasn't sitting atop of him and his erection was almost touching her. She then slowly lowered her h.i.p.s until her hot skin touched his.

"Do you want it?" She whispered as she began rock her h.i.p.s.

"Yessss..." He hissed from the amazing sensation of her rubbing up and down on his c.o.c.k with her body.

While it was nothing compared to the pleasures being inside her, he had been tormented for so long that his nerves were hyper sensitive. Even the simplest touch brought him incredible bliss.

"Mmmm,.. that's good baby..." He m.o.a.ned as she continued. Just a little bit more friction! Just a little more and he could finally have his release!

Zhou Ziyun sensed he was getting a little too happy and suddenly stopped.

"Baby?"

She stood back up and turned around, presenting her backside to him. The lace panties didn't cover the most strategic places, letting him see her in all her glory. Her beautiful pink p.u.s.s.y lips were on full display. He also spied a little cute asshole that he really wanted to experience.

She let him see everything as she continued to sway to the music. She put her hands on his knees as leverage, slowly backing up until her p.u.s.s.y was a hair's breadth away from his painfully erect d.i.c.k. Only a little bit more, just a little more, and he could achieve nirvana. Yet she continued to torment him.

Zhou Ziyun waited for his excitement to die down before backing up a little more and finally letting her exposed bottom rub against his d.i.c.k. Being trapped in hell, he all the sudden pulled into heaven. His torment ended as he was once again surrounded by a warm pillow of bliss. The flame that had been smothered burst into life once again, roaring towards a crescendo.

Just as Chen Wentian felt he was going to break, the pleasurable sensation suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes in confusion only to see Zhou Ziyun smirking at him.

"This is not fair!"

"Hehe!"

The two girls conspired together and worked in perfect unison to continuously torture him. If Zhou Ziyun got tired, Lin Qingcheng would come in and take over. Every time he was about to orgasm, they would stop and wait until his fervor died down. Thus, he was helplessly trapped between these two demonesses in endless torment.

At some point, his little dragon wanted to surrender, to go home. But the demonesses would not let it go. They tempted it ever more by progressively shedding clothes until they were completely n.a.k.e.d. When that was not enough, they started to use their hands directly, and then their mouths.

"Please..." He begged. "Come on..."

Chen Wentian's balls were aching and painful from the built up pressure. His d.i.c.k was red and raw from the rubbing and the friction. It had to end, it can't go on like this forever? He thought.

After what felt like an eternity, both Lin Qingcheng and Zhou Ziyun came around and knelt at his feet, their faces close to his erection. He was then covered by four slender hands that started to rub and tug. The sudden influx of overwhelming sensation was too much. The inferno of ecstasy was reborn and quickly grew uncontrolled until...

"Ahhhhhhh!!" He yelled, finally able to release his pent up passion and energy.

This was nothing like he had ever experienced before. It was more powerful and earth-shattering than any other. Every muscle fiber in his body was taut. Every nerve was one fire. The explosion of flaming nirvana spread throughout his body. It was as if the the angels sang with joy and the gods above were blessing him.

The explosions continued for a long time before they subsided, leaving his mind in a stupor while his body still buzzed with a residual pleasure.

"Wow!"

Lin Qingcheng's voice brought him back and he opened his eyes to an astonishing scenery. Both Lin Qingcheng and Zhou Ziyun's faces was completely covered in his seed and it was the most e.r.o.t.i.c scene he had ever seen. There was many times the normal amount he could release. Their beautiful faces were painted white, eyelids, nose, lips, cheeks, everywhere, so much that it continuously dripped onto the chair and the floor.

Having been tormented for so long, he had to tease them, "Hahaha, Chengcheng, Ziyun... you look so much more beautiful like this!"