Crafting with my Junior

And I like being such a pervert.

There is no doubt about that, and honestly, I must be ballless or worse to not try anything with these heavenly beauties, who just happened to be fairly abundant in this world. I swear that if I actually have the time to spare, I would be balls deep in every beauty that I came across regardless of their score of hotness.

My hot or not scale is reserved for those who could become a part of my harem. Without it, my harem would grow out way of control. I should know as it had happened before, and this will be the last time that I mention it.

There is no need to dwell on the mistake of the past, as I was young and naïve. I am still young but not as naïve. At least I hope not.

Anyway, for just fucking around, I do not have any sort of standard. Not really. As long as it is a female and it is willing (or piss me off enough), I will chastise it with the greatest weapon at my disposal.

I do prefer the said female to have a humanoid form, however.

That is just a preference but not a very strict one. Being too strict will limit my options, not to mention preventing me from experiencing all sort of weird fun.

"You are not putting in enough effort, Hong-chan. Remember. You must take in sufficient Yang energy before I can reconnect your meridians and repair your circulatory systems."

I fake my disappointment and continue to stroke my cock, just to fully empty my balls all over her. My erection has not died down despite cumming twice so far. And seeing a supreme beauty like her being covered in my spunk, I think I have another huge one coming soon.

"Please forgive me, master. I did not expect it to taste… so disagreeable," Xiao Hong replies and gulps down the pungent residues in her mouth and throat, all while looking apologetic at me.

I blink repeatedly. For a split second there, I have rated her as an 11.

My scale has no upper limit, but for someone to reach higher than the score of 10 requires more than just attractive appearance and interesting personality. Personality is not as important as appearance because I am a shallow guy.

Hey! I am what I am, and I'm proud of it. Why should I settle for anything less?

In any case, I should have captured that cuteness since it is so damn cute. Why didn't I?

"You are forgiven," I response and take out a small drone from my storage ring. Small enough to fit on the tip of my finger. "Smile for the camera, Hong-chan."

As I have expected, Xiao Hong has never seen a camera before let alone a camera drone, but she does not need to know what a camera is for me to take a commemorable photo. Several photos, actually.

Thus, Xiao Hong shows me a lovely smile as I have requested, and the hovering camera drone captures the moment.

I actually do not need the drone to capture this moment as I have other means to reliving my memory, but it is still good to see things from more than one angle. Since that is the case, I set loose a few more flying camera drones, allowing them to hover all over the area.

Xiao Hong is bewildered at the tiny flying machines, which are now switched to recording mode rather than snapshot mode.

Some drones fly off as they have other things to do than recording a porno movie, starring Xiao Hong and myself.

"Now, let us try again, Hong-chan," I speak up and acquire the said star's attention. "Open your mouth and stick your tongue out. Do not spill any this time, or I will have to rethink about my offer. You don't want that."

Xiao Hong obeys and opens her mouth before sticking her tongue out, readying to accept everything that I am going to give her, and I have a lot to give her. Like a lot.

My hand grabs hold of the back of her head, tilting it back as my cock enters her mouth and then rests the cockhead upon her hot tongue. My other hand strokes the thick girth, pumping slowly and letting a string of thick cream out of the engorged tip.

Xiao Hong flinches at the strong taste but recovers quickly enough to fully accept another rope of cum plastering over her tongue. Then another and another. And another!

I keep on pumping my cock, sending loads after loads into her mouth and all over her tongue. Soon, a rich pool of cum forms in her mouth, forcing her to tilt her head further back to not spill any like I have demanded.

When her mouth could no longer contain more without getting overflowed, I speak up after tightening my grip around the base of my cock, choking it.

"Swallow."

Xiao Hong obeys, closing her mouth and swallowing everything. When she is done, I pull her head back once more and push my hard meat between her full lips.

She is surprised, but as soon as her tongue tastes my cum again, she opens her mouth wide and sticks her tongue out once more, readying to accept as many mouthfuls as I so desire. What a good slut she has become.

It is a small price to pay in her mind, and I believe she is beginning to enjoy the taste. There is obviously more than Yang energy laced in my sperm, but I am not going to tell her that.

"Swallow."

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"Swallow."

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"Swallow."

I repeat until I have deposited everything within my balls into her stomach. It will take a short moment for me to have a go once more. In the meantime, Xiao Hong will stimulate me while I ask her a couple of things.

Her mouth needs to be unoccupied to hold a conversation, so I use her body instead. My fingers wrap themselves around her melons, giving each one a squeeze before pressing them both together against my cock, sandwiching it in between.

I begin pumping in and out her valley. Her very soft valley. So soft that my cock jerks happily, regaining its full hardness in only a few strokes.

Xiao Hong isn't sure what to think of what I am doing, but she is learning.

She is a very quick learner, and I love to teach her plenty of things.

"It is time I make use of those huge chest of yours, Hong-chan. This is called a boob job or tit fuck. And I like for you to give me one every time we're having a private conversation," I inform Xiao Hong before getting to the real subject.

"I have noticed that you have dodged my question about the wind stone repeatedly, and I do not take kindly to that," I point out.

Xiao Hong tenses up. "I do not mean to avoid the question, master. It is just that the item you seek is currently in the possession of the sect leader."

"I see," I response as I pound her chest harder. "That does make thing easier for me. Use your hands to press your breasts together, so I can fuck them properly. Do you know where your sect leader is? I like to have a talk with her in a number of ways. Preferably something like this."

Xiao Hong uses her hands and presses those breasts of hers together, tightly sandwiching my member as it traverses through the valley in between with great pleasure.

"I afraid that I do not, master," Xiao Hong eventually tells me. "The sect leader is very secretive. I and the other elders have only seen her once or twice every month."

"A mysterious type, huh. Oh, Hong-chan. Try to lick or suck the tip whenever it pops out between your breasts. Yes. That's it. Nice. Very nice. Ah," I groan as I enjoy the wet sensation each time my junior is nested fully between her bosoms. "Is it true that your sect leader has transcended the Martial Realm and entered the Spiritual Realm?"

Xiao Hong nods while she licks the cockhead, lapping up the precum hungrily. She is definitely enjoying the taste, and the expression she gives only harden my junior.

It seems that Xiao Hong is becoming addict to my cum like I have expected. They always do regardless of whatever they have initially believed. It is one of my superpowers.

Since Xiao Hong is a bit busy trying to milk me to speak, I help her along, pumping my harder and faster with all the intention of giving her what she desires most right now.

Eventually, my balls contract and the cum within churn.

"So good. I think I shall reward you, Hong-chan," I tell her, getting her attention.

While her eyes are on me, my hips pull back and then slam forwards, pounding her boobs exceptional hard, pushing the jerking mushroom crown all the way out of the top of her bosoms to let it blast her with milky richness.

"There! I hope you like your pearly necklace," I bellow as my junior begins crafting the most perfect gift around her neck.

I am sure Xiao Hong would look damn good wearing my creamy gift, and my camera drones will surely capture it.