Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 94: Morning Temptation

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Morning Temptation

Chen Dashan held Zhang Xuewen’s head with his big hand, causing Zhang Xuewen to nearly gag.

Her face was full of grievance, her big eyes were teary as she looked at Chen Dashan. Her crystal clear red lips were slightly open, looking extremely tempting.

Chen Dashan couldn’t take it anymore. He directly inserted his burning rod and began to move.

"I want too..."

"Ah... Mm..."

Zhao Jiayao was discontent. The sudden emptiness made her uncomfortable. She spread her white legs and kept rubbing herself with her jade hands, arching her neck and moaning loudly.

Chen Dashan, seeing this, caressed Zhang Xuewen while thrusting into Zhao Jiayao. His eyes were full of Zhang Xuewen’s pinkness, fueling his desire. The stiff part of him became as hard as steel.

"Creak!"

"Creak!"

The big bed kept shaking with Chen Dashan’s movements. Zhao Jiayao was being slammed up and down by the enormous force, moving her body like a water snake.

Zhang Xuewen, lit aflame by Chen Dashan’s caressing, had almost waved her aphrodisiac. Seeing Chen Dashan’s violent thrusts into Zhao Jiayao, she felt unbearably itchy.

She wanted to become Chen Dashan’s woman.

So she approached, wrapped her arms around Chen Dashan’s neck, and said: "Brother Dashan, I’m fully awake now. I want to be your woman!"

Chen Dashan lowered his head, seeing Zhang Xuewen’s flushed little face in his arms, her eyes filled with seductive looks, appearing very desperate.

Inexperienced, tender.

Without another word, Chen Dashan buried himself in Zhang Xuewen’s bosom, voraciously chewing on her twin peaks. His masculine scent brimmed with testosterone as Zhang Xuewen panted, holding his head.

Chen Dashan’s hands kneaded the large white rabbits into various shapes. After satisfying himself, he let Zhang Xuewen lie down, then trailed his fingers down to caress her garden.

By then, Zhang Xuewen’s garden, due to the aphrodisiac, was already soaked.

Chen Dashan’s big hand entered, causing her to shiver all over, a torrent of fluids gushing out.

"Relax, it won’t hurt!"

Chen Dashan whispered, his fiery dragon rubbing against her garden.

Eager to enter, Zhang Xuewen, stimulated by Chen Dashan, couldn’t stop trembling, writhing her waist, and sweetly said: "Brother Dashan, I want you to fuck me. I’ve wanted it for a long time."

"You’re the man I like. Back when you were in the orchard, I wanted you to do to me what you did to Widow Sun!"

"I need you!"

Zhang Xuewen’s small hand grabbed Chen Dashan’s giant dragon. It was scalding hot and enormous, making her heartbeat quicken, feeling both desperate and nervous. She wanted to be filled by Chen Dashan but also feared the pain.

Zhao Jiayao, her drug effects not yet worn off, climbed over from the other side of the bed like she was tireless and began to caress and knead the lying Zhang Xuewen.

Two curvaceous women, their skin snow-white, rubbing their upper bodies together. This visual stimulation made Chen Dashan’s heart burn even more. Seeing Zhang Xuewen’s pink garden, sparse grassland, and plump little buns.

Chen Dashan gently thrust in, feeling some obstruction.

Zhang Xuewen’s beautiful brows furrowed as she hummed, hugging Chen Dashan tightly. A few minutes later, as if understanding the pleasure, she started to actively comply with Chen Dashan.

This tight sensation made Chen Dashan fight even more valiantly.

He charged forward.

The three of them continued battling until three or four in the morning, finally collapsing in exhaustion and falling asleep naked in each other’s arms.

Looking at the bloodstained sheets, Chen Dashan felt completely satisfied.

...

Early the next morning.

Chen Dashan was the first to wake up, frowning as he looked at the women in his arms. One seductive, one innocent, both with faces like lush peonies, their necks covered in kiss marks revealing the night’s madness.

They must have been worn out.

Chen Dashan gently withdrew his arm. Zhao Jiayao’s eyelashes fluttered, sensing him trying to leave. She draped one of her white legs over him.

"Dashan, you’re awake?"

Zhao Jiayao whispered, afraid of waking Zhang Xuewen.

Seeing Chen Dashan nod, she grinned mischievously, her jade hand circling his abdomen. Within seconds, Chen Dashan’s certain part was ready and pitching a tent.

Recollecting last night’s craziness, Zhao Jiayao savored the memory. Having been separated from her husband for years, she had lived like a widow all this time. It was only last night that she truly understood and enjoyed the pleasure.

She could only lament, having wasted thirty years as a woman!

Seeing Zhao Jiayao’s eyes glimmering with green light, Chen Dashan couldn’t help but shrink his neck.

Zhao Jiayao, unashamed, pulled back the quilt and dived under it. Soon, the summer quilt started moving up and down.

Chen Dashan felt like he had fallen into a hot spring, constantly being sucked and licked.

Soft and moist, this sensation aroused him in the morning.

He yanked Zhao Jiayao out of the covers, pinned her to the bedside, and grabbed her round buttocks with both hands, thrusting wildly.

This was the consequence of angering a man!

Zhao Jiayao, her face flushed, glanced at the still-sleeping Zhang Xuewen, feeling even more excited. Chen Dashan was actually fucking her in front of another woman.

She hummed softly.

"Mm, ah..."

The sound was not loud, but Zhang Xuewen’s eyebrows wrinkled slightly in her sleep. Seeing this, Chen Dashan quickly covered Zhao Jiayao’s mouth with his hand and thrust forcefully.

As if punishing her deliberately, Zhao Jiayao felt even more stimulated, wriggling her snake-like waist. The two fought more fiercely.

Naked, they tangled together, moving from the windowsill to the bathroom.

Zhang Xuewen’s eyelashes quivered slightly as she heard the sounds by her ear, feeling her ears burning. Her small hand kept rubbing her garden, quickly wetting the sheet.

Now she was also Chen Dashan’s woman, thinking of last night’s intimacy.

Zhang Xuewen lifted the quilt and opened the bathroom’s glass door.

The two, fiercely fighting under the shower, were momentarily stunned before Zhang Xuewen moved forward, hugging Chen Dashan and placing his big hand on her round buttocks.

And then...

The shouting in the bathroom continued for over an hour.

Satisfied, the three of them, with the two women helping Chen Dashan dry his hair and body, Zhao Jiayao shyly glanced at Zhang Xuewen, saying: "Wenwen, I didn’t mean to wake you up."

Zhang Xuewen smiled, knowing what Zhao Jiayao was worried about.

Worried that she, being young and giving her first time to Chen Dashan, would consider him exclusively hers?

Zhang Xuewen looked at Zhao Jiayao and said: "Sister Jiayao, you’ve taught me a lot recently. We are both Brother Dashan’s women, and from now on, we’re like sisters. As you said, an excellent man never lacks women, and it’s impossible that Brother Dashan will only have us around."

Zhao Jiayao didn’t expect Zhang Xuewen, though young, to understand everything so clearly.

Chen Dashan also didn’t expect Zhang Xuewen to be this knowledgeable and considerate. He raised his hand to caress her small face and said: "Don’t worry, as long as you’re with me, you’re mine, and I’ll never neglect you!"

With Zhang Xuewen engaging in Dual Cultivation, Chen Dashan’s prowess had advanced again. This progress was more evident this time, possibly due to her virginity.

Chen Dashan looked at his sturdy arms and pondered.