The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 158

Chapter 158: Chapter 158

Cui Xiangya collapsed onto the bed, gasping with her legs spread, her plump entrance twitching rhythmically.

Cui Xiangsong hurriedly said, "Sister, shall I wipe you off first?"

Cui Xiangya waved her hand, "No need, I’ll do it myself. You quickly go, don’t delay the treatment, and don’t keep Master waiting."

Cui Xiangsong glanced apologetically at Wu Song, "Then I... I’m coming up."

Wu Song nodded and shook his mighty staff, gesturing for her to hurry up.

Cui Xiangsong stopped hesitating, quickly scrambled onto the bed, and rapidly stripped off her clothes.

Due to the urgency, Cui Xiangsong didn’t remove her top but directly took off her pants, revealing tightly wrapped safety shorts, snug and bulging with a visible damp streak.

Clearly, it’s quite lubricated.

Cui Xiangsong’s face flushed with shyness, as she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Wu Song, and pulled down the safety shorts.

Once again revealing her snow-white thighs and the adorned dark hair between them.

Beneath the dark hair, a lush, swollen entrance.

Wu Song’s mighty staff immediately pulsated with excitement, the tip growing larger, and the eye released a bead of nectar.

Cui Xiangsong awkwardly approached, spread her legs, and clumsily guided Wu Song’s mighty staff towards her little entrance.

Unable to see, she could only fumble and align the tip with her entrance.

But the movements were awkward, finding the right spot after some fumbling, and slowly pushing in.

"Hiss—"

Cui Xiangsong couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

Because after all her efforts, she couldn’t push it in; the entrance was too narrow.

Although she often touched herself, she had never had a man. It was always fingers, which couldn’t stretch her entrance.

At this moment, Wu Song’s mighty staff pushing in felt like it was opening her virginity.

Cui Xiangsong felt intense discomfort, a faint tearing pain descending.

Yet it still couldn’t go in.

Cui Xiangsong gave Wu Song an embarrassed glance.

Wu Song smiled, "First time, right? Don’t stress, take your time."

Cui Xiangsong quickly nodded, smiled gratefully, and with a determined heart, gritted her teeth and sat down hard.

"Ah..."

Instantly, the feeling of being torn open and pierced surged forth, causing Cui Xiangsong to cry out in pain.

But luckily, the tip went in.

Wu Song was squeezed, gasping, truly enjoying it; Cui Xiangsong’s little entrance was so tight, tighter than Cui Xiangya’s.

Though Cui Xiangya hadn’t been with a man either, her naturally thick entrance accommodated Wu Song’s mighty staff without much difficulty.

It was a bit more challenging with Cui Xiangsong.

Wu Song looked at Cui Xiangsong with tenderness, speaking softly, "Are you okay? Do you need to rest?"

Cui Xiangsong endured the pain, glanced at Wu Song, and forced a smile, "I’m alright, I can handle it."

With that, she gritted her teeth again and suddenly sat down forcefully.

The narrow entrance was instantly pushed into the mighty staff but got stuck halfway.

Cui Xiangsong was overwhelmed, her body trembling, cold sweat breaking out.

It really hurt badly.

Wu Song immediately got up, pressed a few acupoints on Cui Xiangsong, and the tearing pain quickly faded.

Cui Xiangsong felt a lot less uncomfortable than before.

She looked at Wu Song in surprise, "What did you do?"

Just a few presses and it hurt less?

"Wasn’t I busy with you?" Wu Song smiled.

"Huh? No, I meant those points you pressed." Cui Xiangsong hurriedly shook her head and smiled, pointing at the place Wu Song had pressed.

"Oh, that’s acupuncture technique." Wu Song said casually.

"Acupuncture technique? Like in TV and movies? Really?" Cui Xiangsong exclaimed, and Cui Xiangya froze for a moment, then also excitedly looked at Wu Song, "You’ve truly mastered acupuncture technique?"

Wu Song glanced at Cui Xiangya, "What? Not allowed?"

Cui Xiangya excitedly sat up, "That’s amazing, it’s a Chinese medicine specialty. How did you master it?"

Wu Song laughed, "What’s wrong? Not okay?"

"It’s absolutely okay!" Cui Xiangya nodded excitedly, "Hehe, can I learn it too in the future?"

"Once you learn Qi-guided Needle Manipulation, it will be easy to pick up. Without mastering Qi-guided Needle Manipulation, you shouldn’t think about anything else." Wu Song said.

"Okay, okay." Cui Xiangya quickly nodded and then urged Cui Xiangsong, "Move on, why aren’t you moving?"

Cui Xiangsong glanced innocently at Cui Xiangya, saying, "Sister, your entrance has been developed multiple times by Master, adapting to his mighty staff. I haven’t been developed, it really hurts."

Cui Xiangya was surprised, "You haven’t dated any men over the years?"

Cui Xiangsong glanced at Cui Xiangya, a little embarrassed, "I’ve been taking you as my example all these years, haven’t sought any men because you didn’t."

Cui Xiangya was very touched and sighed, "I’m sorry sister for leading you astray."

Cui Xiangsong hurriedly shook her head, "No, sister, without you, I wouldn’t be where I am today."

With that, Cui Xiangsong began to move, the tearing pain lessened significantly, replaced by a sense of pleasure, making her heart swell with delight. She moved more forcefully and gradually sat down, allowing Wu Song’s mighty staff to penetrate deeper, until fully inside.

The tip instantly touched the sensitive spot.

Cui Xiangsong shivered, feeling as though her soul almost left her body.

It was her first time being touched there.

That sensation was truly thrilling and exhilarating.

She couldn’t help but scream, her entire body twitching in response.

Her hips instinctively raised.

Not daring to let the tip continue pressing against the sensitive spot.

It was just too intense.

Wu Song grinned mischievously and suddenly thrust, the tip once again pressing against the sensitive spot.

"Ah!"

Cui Xiangsong moaned, her body shivering, instinctively almost jumping up.

Wu Song seized the opportunity, stood up, and embraced Cui Xiangsong, holding her tightly so she couldn’t escape, with the tip pressing firmly against the sensitive spot, even starting to rub.

"Ah—"

Cui Xiangsong trembled all over.

It felt like her soul was leaving her body.

This sensation, compared to her own touch, was worlds apart.

She had never imagined that the act between men and women could feel like this, reaching such heights.

Cui Xiangsong stared blankly at Wu Song, "I’m... I’m dying..."

Wu Song laughed heartily, "Yes, blissfully dying."

Wu Song said, flipping over with Cui Xiangsong in his arms, pressing her below him, spreading her legs wide, revealing her delicate dark hair and entrance, with traces of blood mixed with nectar flowing out, smeared on Wu Song’s mighty staff.

Wu Song felt a surge in his heart, heating up intensely, as Yang Qi stirred within him, he grabbed Cui Xiangsong’s legs and began to thrust.

"Ah ah..."

Cui Xiangsong could hardly withstand such stimulation; Wu Song thrust a few times, and she couldn’t help but moan, her legs twisting incessantly, instinctively attempting to wrap around Wu Song’s lower back.