Golden Scale [EN]: Chapter 56

Hou Longtao leaned over and kissed Chen Qian’s neck, captivated by the delicate smoothness of her fragrant skin. He could hardly tear himself away. His left hand gently tugged at the silk scarf tied in a bow, and it came undone silently. His right arm encircled her slender waist as his left hand began to undress her. Chen Qian leaned back slightly, supporting herself on the bed with her hands, allowing him to unfasten the buttons on her vest and shirt one by one. She tilted her head back, exposing her snow-white throat for him to caress.

Hou Longtao’s hands trembled so much that it took him a long time to undo all the buttons, but this gave him ample time to kiss every inch of her neck. The shirt finally opened, revealing a sapphire-blue seamless push-up bra. Her breasts were pushed together and lifted high, creating a deep cleavage. The white expanse, along with the smooth texture of the bra, shimmered softly in the candlelight, an unspeakable temptation.

It might have been an illusion, but Hou Longtao felt that Chen Qian’s breasts were far more beautiful than when he had tried to force himself on her that day. Perhaps his motives had been impure then, preventing him from truly appreciating her beauty. Looking at those two swollen mounds, he felt no lust, only a sense of awe at their beauty, which, like her appearance, was beyond words.

Chen Qian noticed that he had stopped kissing her and was staring at her breasts. She couldn’t help but feel shy, but she desperately restrained the urge to cover them, instead pushing her chest out even more. “Brother Tao… do… do you like them?”

“Hmm? Yes, I like them. They’re so beautiful, so s*xy.” Apart from Ru Yun and Li Ping, hers were the fullest, but Hou Longtao had no other women in his mind at the moment and didn’t make such comparisons.

His praise was for her breasts themselves, but Chen Qian included the bra in her thoughts. “This… this was chosen for me by Xi.”

“What?”

“This lingerie…”

“Oh…” Hou Longtao then understood what she meant and remembered that, with her personality, she probably wouldn’t have thought of wearing such s*xy lingerie to please a man. “Qianqian, did you… did you buy this especially for today… for me?”

“Yes, Brother Tao. Xi said you… you are so gentle, let me feel it too.” Chen Qian took his left hand and placed it on her breast, gently pressing his hand back to make his fingers sink into the soft flesh.

“Ah…” Her voice immediately trembled. “Eight years ago… you were the first… the first man to touch my breasts. Eight years later, you… you are still the only one… I’m so happy, my body has only been touched by someone I truly love… Are you willing to have… have my purity?”

To such a question, any reaction from Hou Longtao other than fulfilling her wish would be foolish. He wouldn’t make the same mistake he made eight years ago. His other hand also consciously grabbed her breasts, his caresses very gentle, as if handling priceless works of art, afraid that a little force would damage them. It was more like holding them in his hands. Hou Longtao leaned forward, pressing his face against her tender white breasts, his mouth and nose completely dug into that deep cleavage, sandwiched between the soft, fragrant mounds. His tongue came out, licking her snow-white skin. As he stretched out as much as possible, a little saliva uncontrollably dripped down, flowing down the cleavage and being intercepted by the middle of the bra, accumulating there.

“Mmm… mmm… mmm…” Chen Qian closed her beautiful eyes tightly, biting her lower lip, and tilted her head back, making sounds she had never heard before. Even during s*x, she could hold back from making a sound, but his hands, lips, and tongue were incredibly magical for a woman, making it impossible for her to maintain her ladylike composure. Just having her breasts caressed made her so “失态 (shī tài) [lose composure]”, she didn’t dare to think about what would happen next.

Hou Longtao inserted his hands into her clothes from her shoulders, and with a swipe to both sides, they slid down her 藕臂 (ǒu bì) [lotus root arms – a metaphor for fair, slender arms] that were propping her up on the bed. He began to lick and kiss her fragrant shoulders, using his lips to hold her 琵琶骨 (pí pá gǔ) [collarbone, named for its resemblance to the pipa, a Chinese lute], rubbing gently.

“Ah…” Chen Qian felt a chill all over her body, opened her mouth slightly, and exhaled fragrant heat. The bra clasp on her back was deftly opened, and the cups were pushed up to her 乳峰 (rǔ fēng) [the peaks of her breasts – nipples]. Her breasts lost their support, trembled slightly, and still stood proudly upright, only slightly separated to the sides, increasing the width of her cleavage.

“Qianqian, is it okay?” Before truly enjoying these breasts, Hou Longtao didn’t forget to ask for her consent, still afraid that he was too eager and would scare this 玉女仙姑 (yù nǚ xiān gū) [jade maiden fairy – a term for a pure and innocent woman] who had just opened her heart to him.

“O… okay…” In fact, Chen Qian didn’t know what he was asking, nor did she care. Anyway, everything she had was his. Hou Longtao’s palms grasped her breasts, his thumbs cocked up, slowly rotating around her tender nipples, his nails gently scraping her pink areolas. He kept observing her expression, ready to stop his 淫斜 (yín xié) [lewd advances], but fortunately, there was not a trace of displeasure on her 桃 (táo) [peach-like – referring to her rosy] face.

Chen Qian’s heart already belonged to this man. Any of his actions could only make her feel physical pleasure and spiritual warmth. It was impossible for her to feel disgust. “Mmm hehe… mmm hehe…” The arms supporting her body kept shaking. Not only her upper body, but the solid ground under her feet had also become soft. Her ten toes, wrapped in 肃 (sù) [respectful – referring to her stockings or hosiery], were desperately curled in her high heels, and a piercing itch came from her toenails. If they were long enough, she really wanted to break them in her shoes, which would be better than this unbearable feeling.

Hou Longtao replaced his right thumb with his tongue, his tongue tip 挑动 (tiāo dòng) [teasing] her already erect nipples, his fingers squeezing inward like milking, then relaxing, then squeezing again, his left hand 揉转 (róu zhuǎn) [kneading and twisting] vigorously. When he put her breasts and areolas into his mouth, Chen Qian couldn’t hold on any longer, and her body fell heavily on the bed. Hou Longtao was also pulled down on top of her, but his mouth, which contained her nipple, did not relax for a moment, still sucking with a 啾啾 (jiū jiū) [sucking sound] sound.

Chen Qian had never had her 酥胸 (sū xiōng) [lit. creamy breasts – a term for soft, delicate breasts] played with so delicately by a lover in her life. She really felt so comfortable, unbearable but comfortable. Both of her round breasts were kissed wet. Hou Longtao’s tongue had already 亲舐 (qīn shì) [lovingly licking] the lower edge of her breasts. He continued to move downwards, her skin as smooth as a baby’s, leaving a fragrant taste in his mouth with every lick. His hands caressed her hairless armpits and smooth arms, still completely staying on her upper body.

“Mmm… mmm… ah!” She suddenly exclaimed. She felt him licking her abdomen and still moving down. She suddenly remembered what her sister had said. She wasn’t afraid of him kissing her 穴 (xué) [hole – slang for vagina], although it was already wet, but that was a woman’s instinct, and she knew it wouldn’t cause him displeasure. But what about her anus? If he really kissed it, would there be an odor? She wasn’t sure. Earlier, when she was taking a bath, Chen Qian had made full preparations. With the lubrication of the bath liquid, she had inserted her slender middle finger into her 后庭 (hòu tíng) [back garden – euphemism for anus], and cleaned it carefully. Even so, when it came to the moment, she still retreated. Hou Longtao didn’t know what she was thinking, but he heard the change in her tone and quickly stopped his movements, raising his body.

“Qianqian, what’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable?”

“No… no…” Chen Qian hugged his neck tightly, kissing his lips, partly because she really wanted to kiss him, and partly because this would ensure that he would not move down any further. Hou Longtao was not aware of her thoughts, only that she wanted to kiss him, which he could not refuse. But after a few minutes, he still felt something was wrong. He could kiss her mouth, face, and ears, but whenever he wanted to go further down, she would tighten her arms, not letting him move.

Hou Longtao guessed that the 仙女儿 (xiān nǚ ér) [fairy woman] was too shy, so he simply hugged her body and kept kissing her, gently stroking her waist, slowly touching her short skirt, stroking the outside of her upper thigh. The short skirt gradually lifted, and his palm touched the warm, delicate flesh above the 肃 (sù) [stocking/hosiery] lace, and further down was her smooth, beautiful leg. He only stroked the outside of her thigh, because the inside was more sensitive, and he didn’t want to over-stimulate her for the time being.

Due to the position, Hou Longtao could only reach her right knee, but since he wasn’t allowed to use his mouth, he had to use his hands to touch every part of his beloved’s body. He put his hand under her thigh, and because she cooperated, he lifted it up without much effort, so that her beautiful feet in high heels were 蹬 (dēng) [propped] on the bed. In this way, her entire slender leg was in his control. The straight 迎面骨 (yíng miàn gǔ) [shinbone], the elastic and soft 腿肚儿 (tuǐ dù ér) [calf], the round ankles, and the smooth feet, Hou Longtao didn’t miss a single spot. He even touched every corner of the 漆皮 (qī pí) [patent leather] high heels, and had already seen that these shoes were brand new, probably never worn before, as if spotless, not dirty at all.

The two people’s lips never separated, either rubbing or sucking each other. Chen Qian couldn’t believe that she would be so fascinated by this feeling of being pressed down by Hou Longtao’s heavy body and unable to breathe. She used to feel disgusted when a man touched her. She knew that he had taken off the shoes on her right foot, and he was 捏 (niē) [pinching] her feet, gently 捏弄 (niē nòng) [fondling] them, and also 捋 (lǚ) [stroking] her toes one by one. Chen Qian was even more convinced of her sister’s words, and hugged him even tighter.

Hou Longtao felt the power of her desperately curled toes 夹住 (jiā zhù) [clamping] his fingers, and pressed his palm tightly against the back of her leg, sliding upwards along the soft curve, passing her 腿弯 (tuǐ wān) [the back of her knee], thighs, and stopping at her round 臀峰 (tún fēng) [the peak of her buttocks]. His five fingers contracted forcefully, 攥 (zuàn) [gripping] her soft but resilient buttocks. He 揉捏 (róu niē) [kneaded] a large area, so although he used force, he would not hurt the delicate beauty.

Chen Qian was wearing a low-waisted bikini-style sapphire blue underwear. His fingers playing with her buttocks had already 插 (chā) [inserted] into the edge of it from below. With a push to the middle, he 别 (bié) [tucked] the right half of her underwear into her 股沟 (gǔ gōu) [butt crack], completely exposing her right 臀瓣 (tún bàn) [butt cheek]. Her buttocks were being rubbed delicately by her lover, making Chen Qian’s breathing more rapid, and the fragrance constantly sprayed into his mouth and nose, more 催人** [aphrodisiac] than any aphrodisiac.

Hou Longtao’s hand left her soft flesh and took the high heel that was placed on the side to his face. “Hmm…” He took a deep sniff, and a rich fragrance filled his nostrils. He stuck out his tongue and slowly 舔 (tiǎn) [licked] the insole, so that she could see his actions. “Qianqian, your feet must be just as sweet, right?”

Chen Qian’s heart warmed. She finally understood that every part of her body, even everything related to it, was pure and beautiful in her lover’s eyes. She cast aside all her worries, violently knocking the high heel out of his hand with the back of her hand. She wrapped an arm tightly around Hou Longtao’s neck, kissing him like a madwoman, swallowing his saliva, while her other hand frantically tugged at his clothes. “Brother Tao… Brother Tao…”

The woman’s sudden enthusiasm slightly surprised Hou Longtao, but he cooperated. As soon as his arms were free from his shirt, she hugged him again, kissing him repeatedly. Chen Qian’s soft breasts were pressed hard against the man’s firm chest, and her stiff nipples felt a tingling pleasure as they rubbed against him. She dazedly raised her legs, hooking them around her lover’s waist, while her un-shoed foot kicked down at his already unbuttoned pants. After his pants were kicked off, Chen Qian rubbed her foot against his buttocks. The feeling of being rubbed was exceptionally comfortable and seductive, but Hou Longtao felt increasingly uneasy. In his heart, Chen Qian was incomparably pure, but her behavior was too proactive. Hou Longtao forced himself away from the woman’s sweet lips and tender tongue. “Qianqian, what… what’s wrong with you?”

Chen Qian’s cheeks were flushed, and her trembling eyelashes were dotted with “dew.” Her eyes were like two pools of autumn water, full of affection. She extended two slender fingers, pressing them against the lips that had given her endless love, gently caressing them. “Brother Tao, I don’t want to… wait anymore. Brother Tao, let me be your woman. I want to be your wife. I… I can’t wait any longer…” In her heart, once she gave herself to her lover, she would become his wife.

Hearing his sacred goddess utter a soft “declaration of devotion,” Hou Longtao felt his blood rush upward. He took her fingers into his mouth, sucking and licking them fiercely. His left palm pressed against her mound through her smooth panties, his thumb pressing directly on her erect clitoris.

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The other four fingers squeezed between her buttocks, starting from her labia, passing through her perineum [the area between the anus and the genitals], rubbing to her anus, and then pulling back to her labia, while his thumb didn’t forget to knead with moderate force. A faint wet patch quickly appeared on the crotch of her panties.

Chen Qian had never dared to use much force when she masturbated, always stopping after a few cursory rubs. In her concept of purity, sex was a shameful thing, so she had never experienced true pleasure. But now, her lower body was being caressed by the man she loved, and with skillful techniques. The moisture and smoothness of his tongue on her fingers, and the vigorous rubbing of her tender nipples, created a comfort she had never experienced before.

Chen Qian’s legs would sometimes close, tightly clamping her lover’s hand, and sometimes open wide, stretching her vulva. The unbearable pleasure not only lingered on the surface of her body but seemed to seep into her internal organs through her tender skin, especially her uterus at the end of her vagina (yīn dao). The numbing sensation grew stronger and stronger, and then a fire burned up, turning the beauty, originally as pure as snow, into a seductive peach color.

Hou Longtao pulled aside her panties, inserting most of his middle finger into her hot vagina (yīn dao), gently rotating it to slightly expand the tight flesh cavity, while his thumb remained pressed on her hard clitoris, constantly vibrating and rubbing. He was no longer just sucking on her jade-like fingers but was licking her palm, the back of her hand, and her wrist with relish. Chen Qian’s bare feet pushed against the edge of the bed, while her other leg hooked around the man’s thigh. Her head and shoulders supported her on the bed, her back and buttocks suspended in the air, her buttock muscles tensed. She knew that even her anus was contracting desperately. “Tao… Brother Tao… ah… not good… not good… ah… I’m going to… I’m going to pee… ah… ah…”

Before Hou Longtao could react, the woman’s body had become extremely stiff, and after a few seconds, she fell heavily back onto the bed. Chen Qian’s first orgasm had arrived. Her arms limply released the man’s neck. As soon as Hou Longtao regained his freedom, he immediately slid down, kneeling on the bed, his head between the fairy’s legs. A portion of neat, black pubic hair was visible under her panties, and her pink labia looked like a panting mouth, closing and then slightly opening, each “exhalation” bringing out some glistening “saliva.”

“Beautiful…” Hou Longtao praised silently, immediately wanting to bring the nectar into his mouth, but he found that the woman’s body was still trembling, and the tender flesh on her legs was still spasming. He looked up and saw Chen Qian’s eyes tightly closed, clear fluid slowly flowing from the corners of her mouth, her body twitching as if she had the shakes. The man was a little worried now. Could she have some underlying disease that would be triggered by stimulation?

“Qianqian, what’s wrong?” Hou Longtao hurriedly sat up on the bed, pulling the sexy female body into his arms. “Brother Tao…” Chen Qian slightly opened her almond eyes, which were covered with a layer of mist, making them appear dazed. Her body had returned to calm, and her long legs curled up. She twisted her waist, leaning against his chest, tilting her head back slightly, and resting it on his shoulder.

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Her voice was soft and weak. “So… so comfortable, like flying…”

“Huff…” Hou Longtao breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that Chen Qian was the kind of woman whose afterglow of orgasm was both long-lasting and intense. Coupled with Chen Xi’s “exploding at the slightest touch,” these sisters were truly a man’s ideal bed partners. “Brother Tao, it’s so hard… so hot…” Chen Qian licked her lover’s cheek with her tongue, murmuring seductively. Hou Longtao then realized that his erect penis was being pressed against the buttocks that the woman had placed on her thigh. As long as she moved slightly, her snow-white, soft flesh would rub against his shaft. Although it couldn’t be as enjoyable as a vagina’s (yīn dao) tight embrace, it was still very comfortable. Everything was so natural, and the man’s next thought was to penetrate her.

Hou Longtao held the woman’s wide pelvis with both hands, easily positioning her so that she was sitting on his lap with her back to him. Then, he pinched her legs at the bends, lifting and separating them. The sky-blue skirt blocked Chen Qian’s view, but she could clearly feel the man’s giant member between her legs, its tip, a steaming “pebble,” rubbing against her labia.

“Ha… ha… ha…” Chen Qian’s breathing became rapid again. Her jade arms stretched up, holding onto the man’s neck, all the muscles in her body tensed. Her heart was in her throat. The moment she had been waiting for for twenty-two years was about to arrive, and her nervous mood was imaginable. “Qianqian, give me your virginity…” Her lover’s gentle voice sounded in her ear, and then a wet, greasy tongue entered her ear. “Qianqian, don’t be afraid, relax a little…”

“Ah…” Chen Qian’s buttocks slammed into the man’s abdomen with a “slap.” It felt like an iron spear had been thrust into her body, knocking open the tightly closed gate, extremely expanding the narrow flesh cavity, and tearing apart her incomparably delicate vagina (yīn dao). Although Chen Xi had given her a heads-up, and although she had some mental preparation for this pain, she almost fainted. Her long nails almost pierced into Hou Longtao’s neck.

For a few seconds, Chen Qian felt a hint of resentment in her heart. She blamed her lover for not cherishing her, but this thought really only lasted for a few seconds. The knife he had taken for her must have been even more painful. In fact, how could Hou Longtao not cherish her? It was just that he knew the hymen was elastic, and if he inserted it slowly, it would be like peeling off a layer of skin, only increasing the woman’s pain.

Just now, Hou Longtao had used his glans to find the location of the beauty’s vagina (yīn dao) opening, tentatively pushing inward a few times. Although it was already very moist, it wouldn’t go in at all without force. He could only harden his heart, grit his teeth, release her legs, pinch her waist, and pull her back desperately, while his own buttocks thrust upward diagonally. With a “poof,” he opened the fairy’s tender vagina (yīn dao), and the thin hymen broke in response, offering no resistance at all.

Once most of his phallus (yáng tool) had entered, Hou Longtao’s left arm immediately embraced the woman’s body, his left hand grasping her bowl-shaped right breast, pinching her delicate nipple, and his right hand reaching between her trembling legs, his thumb pressing on her clitoris, which was bulging out of her foreskin. His index and middle fingers pressed

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against her labia, turning them outward as much as possible, and then he stopped moving, simply using his face to brush aside the beauty’s black hair, constantly licking and kissing the back of her white neck. Although the man was using every method to alleviate the pain of the goddess in his heart, the pain of losing her virginity still brought tears to the delicate Chen Qian’s eyes. Her naked body leaned against her lover’s chest, one hand inserted into his hair, twisting her head. “Wuwu… Husband… it hurts… Husband…” The “wedding” was already in progress, and the address naturally changed.

Seeing the beauty’s tear-streaked face turning pale due to the pain, yet still wearing a hint of a smile, obviously without the slightest regret, Hou Longtao felt as if his heart was being twisted. He hurriedly kissed her slightly twitching lips, his right hand also leaving her lower region, his arms tightly embracing her. “Don’t cry, good Qianqian, I… I… I’m sorry, Qianqian, relax a little, please, relax your body a little, it will break my heart…”

Whether it was Hou Longtao’s incoherent sweet talk that worked, or the woman’s vagina (yīn dao) had adapted to the large penis (ròu stick) that was constantly throbbing naturally, Chen Qian’s body actually softened slowly, showing slight twisting movements, and her complexion returned to a delicate pale color. Her delicate tongue began to respond to her lover’s kiss. “Husband… Husband… love me…”

The tearing pain had lessened to a tolerable degree. The beauty really longed for the kind of “unimaginable comfort” that her sister had described when being loved by Hou Longtao. Although the man also sensed the changes in the beauty’s body, he didn’t dare to be rash, fearing that he would “hurt” her again, so he didn’t start the “piston” movement of his lower body, but simply stroked her two towering breasts and flat abdomen with his hands.

The problem was that Chen Qian’s uterus was being rubbed by the soft but hard glans, producing a numbing pleasure that was constantly intensifying. In addition, the man’s gentle caresses on her tender breasts made it even more unbearable. She instinctively wanted the “big stick” inserted in her body to move a little, but how could she be embarrassed to say it? She had to stand on her tiptoes, suspending her entire body in the air, using her buttocks to move around the shaft (yīn stem), hoping that her lover wouldn’t notice her “lewd” behavior…(Is Gold a Thing in the Pool?)