Chapter 1: Hidden Outside the Arena - Taking Down Xun'er's Body and Soul in Battle Through the Heavens - Alice Bookstore (ALICESW.COM)
In the inner arena of Canaan Academy, a clash is taking place between a rising dark horse and a veteran powerhouse!
The arena fell silent; all eyes were fixed on the two figures on the platform: Xiao Yan vs. Liu Qing.
You stood silently in the most secluded corner behind the crowd, just two steps away from Xun'er.
The air in the inner courtyard arena was filled with the intense fluctuations of battle qi and the shouts of the students. Xiao Yan and Liu Qing were locked in a fierce battle on the stage, flames and gales clashing and exploding with one booming sound after another. The densely packed students below all looked up, their eyes shining, sweat mixed with excitement streaming down their faces. No one had time to glance back at this dark, unseen corner.
Xun'er stood beside the nearest stone pillar, leaning slightly forward, her hands clasped tightly in front of her lower abdomen, her knuckles white from the effort. Today, she wore a pale gold long dress, the hem embroidered with intricate, ancient gold patterns, a light purple ribbon tied around her waist, which accentuated her breathtakingly slender waist. The hem of the dress just covered her ankles, but because she was nervously standing on tiptoe, it rose slightly, revealing a section of her snow-white calves, and on her feet were a pair of soft-soled embroidered shoes with golden auspicious clouds.
Her long, ink-black hair was loosely tied up with a purple jade hairpin, a few strands damp with sweat clinging to her fair neck, trembling slightly with her rapid breathing. Her exquisite face was taut, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her cherry lips unconsciously pressed into a line, her eyes filled with worry and tension—all her attention was focused on the boy on the stage, burning with a blue flame.
You're so close that you can even smell the faint scent of sandalwood on her body, mixed with the warm body fragrance unique to young girls, which enters your nostrils and makes your throat dry.
Completely unaware that someone was behind her, her breathing quickened, and her small chest rose and fell noticeably with each breath. The pale gold fabric was stretched slightly, outlining two soft and full curves, with the tips of her nipples faintly showing through. Clearly, she was only wearing a thin undergarment underneath, and not even a bellyband.
[Lin Hao: So close... Her nape is so white, beads of sweat slide down her hair, I want to lick them away... She's completely focused on Xiao Yan right now, but she doesn't know I'm already aching from being so hard...] [Xun'er: Brother Yan... please don't get hurt... As long as you're alright, Xun'er will do anything...]
Just then, she suddenly trembled—on the stage, Xiao Yan was struck in the chest by Liu Qing's palm, and he flew backward, crashing onto the edge of the stage, with a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Yan!" Xun'er cried out in a low voice, her small hand suddenly covering her mouth, her eyes instantly reddening. She subconsciously took half a step forward, but then stopped abruptly, her slender shoulders trembling violently, the hem of her skirt swaying and creating a very soft rustling sound.
She didn't notice that you had moved even closer, and you could almost feel the warmth coming from her back.
Your breath brushed softly against the back of her ear, and she instinctively shrank back, but didn't turn around. She just stared intently at the ring, her voice so low it was almost inaudible, yet tinged with a sob:
"Brother Yan...you have to win..."
Her voice trembled, filled with deep dependence and helplessness, an image that instantly ignited the darkest corners of one's heart.
The shouts around him continued. On the arena, Xiao Yan had already turned over and stood up, his Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame burning fiercely. But no one knew that in this corner, another, even darker flame was quietly rising.
Taking advantage of the moment when the arena erupted with a deafening roar and the blue flames and gale clashed violently once again, you decisively reached out your hand.
You gently lifted the pale gold skirt with two fingers, the fabric so soft it slid like water across your fingertips, making a soft rustling sound. Your movements were slow yet undeniably forceful, the skirt slowly rising above her knees to reveal two straight, long, and jade-white thighs. The skin was so delicate that you could almost see the faint blue veins, and tension and fear caused the muscles on the inside of her thighs to tense slightly, raising a thin layer of goosebumps.
You place your palm directly on the soft flesh of the inside of her left thigh.
Warm and slippery.
The skin at the base of her thighs was more delicate than the rest, possessing the softness and elasticity unique to young girls. With a slight pressure from your fingertip, you could sink in a small patch, like pressing on freshly baked butter. Your fingers slid upwards along that curve, slowly approaching the most sensitive juncture of her thighs. You could clearly feel her inner thighs trembling slightly with tension, and fine beads of sweat seeping from her skin, wetting your fingertips.
Xun'er froze instantly.
Her eyes, which had been fixed on the ring, widened instantly, her pupils contracting sharply. Her breath caught in her throat, like a bird being strangled, unable to even utter a sound. She instinctively tried to close her legs, but your other hand was already on the outside of her right leg, forcefully preventing her from doing so. Your hand forcibly parted her legs, leaving her trembling helplessly. The part of her skirt lifted was completely exposed to the air, and a chill instantly crept up her thighs, causing her toes to clench sensitively.
Her cheeks flushed bright red, all the way to her ears. Her eyes, which had been moist with worry for Xiao Yan, were now veiled with tears, not from sadness, but from a mixture of shame and terror. She bit her lower lip hard, her teeth almost drawing blood, and a soft hiss escaped from between her teeth.
She dared not call out.
There are too many people here.
The surrounding area was filled with excited shouts and explosions from the ring, but the slightest unusual movement from her was enough to draw dozens of eyes. She knew she absolutely could not let anyone discover her current state—her skirt was lifted, her thighs were being wantonly groped by a strange man, and she felt rooted to the spot, without even the strength to run away.
Her breathing became rapid and erratic, her lower abdomen heaving violently, causing her two full breasts to tremble beneath the pale gold fabric. Her nipples stood erect, more prominently visible within her undergarments, revealing two small, hard points. Meanwhile, the temperature at the base of her thighs rose rapidly in your palms; you could even feel the deepest, most intimate part of her inner thighs, where the fabric was slightly damp, the warm moisture seeping through the thin undergarments to your fingertips.
She finally couldn't hold back anymore; her voice was extremely low and trembling, filled with sobs and shame, almost squeezed out from between her teeth:
"No...don't touch there...please..."
Her voice was barely audible, yet it carried a broken allure, the last syllable trembling violently, as if she were desperately trying to suppress something. Her back was taut with shame, yet trembled with fear, making her feel as if she were nailed between you and a stone pillar, unable to move forward or backward.
On the arena, Xiao Yan roared, and the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame surged, transforming into a giant dragon that pounced on Liu Qing, drawing thunderous cheers from the entire audience.
In this corner, she trembled slightly in your palm, the wetness at the base of her legs becoming more and more obvious, the fabric of her panties already soaked and clinging to her labia, outlining that shameful contour.
[Lin Hao: Damn... She's wet, so wet already... The more scared she is, the less she dares to scream. My dick is already rock hard, I really want to tear off her panties right now and fuck her until she cries...] [Xun'er: No... How could this happen... Brother Yan is still working hard on stage, and I'm here being... being touched by a stranger... So shameful... My legs are so weak... Why am I wet down there... I can't scream, I can't let anyone see... Brother Yan, I'm sorry... Xun'er is so dirty...]
With a quick pull of your arm, you effortlessly dragged her slender body back half a step.
Caught off guard, Xun'er's back was suddenly pressed against your burning chest, as if she were locked in an iron cage, unable to move. She gasped, but immediately silenced it with her tightly bitten lips, only able to let out soft, tearful "Mmm...uh..." from her nose.
Push your hips forward.
His already painfully hard penis pressed precisely into the soft crevice between her buttocks through two layers of clothing.
Thick, long, hot, and frighteningly hard.
Even through your long robe and her thin skirt, she could clearly feel the shape of that thing—a large glans, a shaft with bulging veins, burning hot like a branding iron, slowly and powerfully rubbing up and down along her buttocks. With each slide, the fabric was pushed deep into her buttocks, making a very soft "rustling" friction sound, and the heat continuously seeped through the fabric into her sensitive anus and between her labia.
She trembled violently, her legs went weak, and she almost knelt down, but your arms, which were wrapped around her waist, pulled her back firmly and pressed her close again.
At the same time, you reach your other hand around her waist, spread your fingers, and grasp her full, perky left breast directly through the light gold fabric.
My palms were instantly filled with softness.
Her breasts were larger and softer than you had imagined, perfectly round like two ripe peaches, completely covered by your thin undergarment and outer skirt. With a slight pressure, your fingertips could sink into that soft flesh, feeling the nipples harden like pebbles from shame and stimulation, pressing against the center of your palm. You deliberately pinched that erect nipple gently between your thumb and forefinger, slowly kneading it with a grinding motion.
"Ugh... Ah..." Xun'er finally couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a broken moan through her teeth. Her voice was thin and trembling, filled with a strong sob. She bit her lower lip hard, her teeth almost drawing blood, and large tears rolled down her flushed cheeks, sliding into her collar and wetting her clothes.
Her nipples swelled more and more under your fingertips, and you could feel them getting harder and more sensitive even through the fabric. Every time you twisted them, her back trembled violently, and her buttocks involuntarily shrank back, which only made your penis penetrate deeper, with the glans almost grinding against her tightly closed anus through the fabric.
Her panties were already soaked through, warm, sticky fluid dripping down her inner thighs, wetting your fingers that were still roaming between her legs. She tried to close her legs, but you forcefully pushed them apart with your knees, leaving her helplessly parting them slightly, letting the cool breeze sneak under her skirt and blow on her wet labia.
The explosions on the stage continued, and the students' cheers were deafening, but she seemed to have all her strength drained away. She leaned softly against you, the back of her neck against your chin, her warm breath on your Adam's apple, carrying the sweetness and trembling unique to young girls.
Her voice was so low it was almost inaudible, yet it carried a broken despair:
"Let...let me go...please...there are so many people here...Brother Yan...he's still here..."
Before she could finish speaking, you thrust your hips forward again, your thick, hard penis grinding against the deepest part of her buttocks through the fabric. She immediately lost her voice, tilting her head back and letting out a suppressed "Ah—um…", tears streaming down her face. Her breasts heaved violently in your palms, her nipples red and swollen from your pinching, the two obvious protrusions visible even through the fabric.
[Lin Hao: Damn... She's trembling like this, her breasts are so soft, her cunt is soaking wet... She's still pretending to be coy, begging for mercy, but her body is behaving like a log... If I thrust a few more times, she'll probably be crying and begging me to fuck her...] [Xun'er: No... It's so shameful... That thing in my back is so hot and hard... It's making my anus so numb... My nipples are being pinched so hard and itchy... I can't do this... Brother Yan is still working so hard, and I'm being played with by a strange man here... Xun'er is so dirty... So cheap... But why... Why is my cunt getting wetter and wetter... I can't take it anymore...]
The shouts and roars from the surrounding area and the ringing of the arena surged in like a tide, completely drowning out the faint breathing and the rustling of fabric in this corner.
She was completely under your control, her body as soft as water, only able to let you rub and knead her, tears streaming down her face, her buttocks unconsciously and gently yielding to your thrusts.
A deafening roar suddenly erupted on the arena. The Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame transformed into a towering wave of fire, crashing violently into Liu Qing's Gale Palm. The terrifying energy aftershocks swept across the entire arena like a whirlwind, and the screams and cheers of the students nearly lifted the dome of the arena.
In that noisiest and most chaotic moment, you decisively reached out.
Your fingers hooked the edge of her panties, which were already soaked with her juices. With a "rip," the thin silk fabric was pulled down sharply. The panties slid down her trembling thighs, all the way to her ankles, and clung to the edge of her embroidered shoes, like a discarded piece of shameful evidence.
Her lower body was instantly naked.
A cool breeze slipped unimpeded between her legs, blowing on her already soaking wet vulva. Her pink labia were slightly parted, engorged with blood, glistening with vaginal fluid that clung to their edges, forming thin, silvery threads that dripped down with each tremor of her legs, landing on the stone slab with a barely audible "drip-drip" sound. Her clitoris was already swollen like a small pearl, glistening red, so sensitive that even the slightest touch sent shivers down her spine.
You thrust your hips forward, and your already hard, purplish-red penis sprang out from under your robe, its hot, thick shaft pressing directly against her smooth thighs.
The large, hot glans rubbed back and forth along the wettest crevice of her inner thigh, each swipe accompanied by a "sizzling" sound. The glans scraped against her swollen clitoris, causing her lower abdomen to contract sharply, letting out a suppressed "Ah... um...!"
Her legs went weak, and she could barely stand. She only managed to stay upright by relying on your arm around her waist. Her buttocks were taut with shame and fear, and the two round, white fleshy buttocks were deformed by your hips. Her buttocks were completely exposed, and her wet, throbbing vulva was exposed to the air, opening and closing as if silently yearning for something.
You leaned down, your hot breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe, your voice low and husky, carrying an undeniable command:
"Xun'er, stick your butt up so I can go in."
These words struck her like a hammer blow.
She shuddered violently, tears streaming down her burning cheeks. She bit her lower lip hard, her teeth almost drawing blood, and soft sobs escaped from deep within her throat: "No...no...please...there are so many people here..."
But her body betrayed her under the repeated stimulation of your glans rubbing her clitoris.
Her buttocks unconsciously arched back a little.
The two soft, white buttocks parted slightly, and the wet labia opened, revealing the pink and tight opening inside. Lustful fluids gushed out like a dam had been opened, flowing down your thick, hard penis, making the glans and shaft glisten wetly.
She was startled and trembled with shame, but her legs were too weak to maintain the shameful posture—leaning forward against the stone pillar, her lower body naked, her buttocks raised high, as if inviting you to enter.
Her breasts sagged even lower because of this position, swaying violently through the fabric. The two swollen, red nipples pressed against the fabric, creating two erotic bumps that bounced with each breath.
The cheers and explosions around her surged like a tsunami, completely drowning out her faint sobs and gasps.
Her voice trembled uncontrollably, broken with despair, almost as she whispered in your ear, sobbing:
"No...not here...Brother Yan...he'll see...Xun'er...Xun'er can't take it anymore...it's so embarrassing...waaaah..."
But her buttocks unconsciously rubbed back a little, the moist and hot opening of her vagina gently brushing against the urethral opening of your penis, as if silently urging you on.
[Lin Hao: Damn... she actually stuck her ass up by herself... her cunt is so wet, and she's still being stubborn... if I rub her a few more times, she'll probably be begging me to put it in... my dick is already so hard it hurts, I really want to shove it in right now and fuck her until she's crying for her parents...] [Xun'er: No... how could this happen... I actually got an erection by myself... so dirty and degrading... Brother Yan is still working hard on stage, and I'm here... being rubbed by a stranger's big thing is driving me crazy... my cunt feels so itchy and empty... I can't do this... but my body... my body won't listen to me... sob... Brother Yan, I'm sorry... Xun'er is really dirty...]
You suddenly cupped her two snow-white, soft buttocks with both hands.
His ten fingers sank deep into the incredibly elastic flesh of her buttocks, his fingertips almost digging into the crevices, forcing her buttocks apart and fully exposing her wet, pink labia. The tightly closed virgin vaginal opening contracted and throbbed with tension, and glistening vaginal fluid overflowed from the opening, flowing down his thick, hard penis and making the glans shiny and wet.
The stone railing in front was as tall as a person, perfectly blocking everything below your waists. Even if someone turned around, they could only see the ambiguous outline of your upper bodies pressed together, not her naked lower body, and even less could they see your thick, veiny penis pressing against her shameful entrance.
Slowly push your waist forward.
The enormous glans forced open the two swollen, engorged labia, and with a wet, squelching sound, the ridge of the penis wedged into the tight opening, causing the hymen to slightly indent. She shuddered violently, arching her neck back and letting out a suppressed sob: "Ah...it hurts...no...it's too big..."
You didn't stop.
The glans continued to push forward, the hymen being stretched and torn little by little, fresh blood mixed with a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing out, flowing down your shaft and dripping onto the stone slab with a soft "drip-drop" sound. Her vaginal muscles gripped the invading penis tightly like countless tiny mouths, so tight they almost snapped, the layers of folds being forcibly flattened, making a "gurgling" sound.
The thick, long penis finally slid into her virgin vagina, which had never been touched before. The deepest part of her vagina was violently pushed open