Milfs: Dual Cultivation - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Nasty!

Lady Yun felt a shudder of desire run through her body as she left the room, the scent of Xian Tian’s burgeoning spiritual essence filling her senses.

“The young master’s scent is truly intoxicating… He must have been born with powerful dual cultivation physique,” she murmured to herself, biting her lip as a familiar warmth pooled between her thighs.

The sensation was too much to bear, it was tingling,

Entering the bathing chambers, Lady Yun ran her fingers along the rim of the ornate copper tub, the metal cooling her feverish skin.

Slowly, she untied the sash of her robe, allowing it to fall to the floor in a whisper of silk.

Dragging her fingertips down the slope of her neck, she felt her pulse quicken with wanton desire.

Her legs trembled with a divine nectar flowing down her thighs coming straight out of her pond.

“nnnghhhh!”

Parting her thighs, Lady Yun slid her hand beneath the silken fabric of her undergarments, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she brushed against her swollen, sensitive flesh.

Closing her eyes, she began to gently caress herself, her hips rocking in time with the rhythm of her touch.

The thought of Xian Tian’s strong, youthful frame filled her mind, igniting a fire within that demanded to be quenched.

“Uuu! niii! Ahhh! Hmmm!”

Pant* Pant*

Trembling, Lady Yun increased the pace of her ‘artwork’, her breathing growing ragged as she chased the coiling pleasure building within.

The sweet, musky scent of her arousal filled the air, and she knew she would have to compose herself before returning to the young disciple.

But for now, she would indulge in this moment of wanton desire, savoring the ecstasy that threatened to consume her mind and body.

Lady Yun’s fingers danced across her sensitive flesh, creating a circular motion, eliciting waves of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her senses.

“Hnghhh! uuuu!”

“Hmm!”

Xian Tian nodded gratefully at Lady Yun’s words, oblivious to the smoldering desire simmering beneath her calm facade.

“Thank you, Lady Yun. I appreciate your kindness and generosity in taking the time to instruct me,” He paused, a look of genuine curiosity crossing his features.

“If I may ask, how long have you been on this cultivation journey? What challenges have you faced along the way?” Xian Tian was eager to learn more about the enigmatic woman before him, her story piquing his interest.

Lady Yun’s eyes softened as she considered his questions, a wistful expression crossing her face.

“Ah, the path of cultivation is indeed a long and arduous one, filled with both triumphs and tribulations. I have walked this journey for many years, ever since the tragic loss of my beloved husband,” She paused, a hint of sorrow flickering in her gaze before she continued.

“The early years were particularly challenging, as I grappled with grief and struggled to find the strength to continue my cultivation. But over time, I learned to channel my pain and anguish into my practice, using it as fuel to propel me forward,” A small, melancholic smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

“There have been many obstacles along the way – dangerous beasts, treacherous environments, and even the occasional conflict with fellow cultivators. But even through it all, I have persevered, driven by a desire to honor my husband’s memory,” Her expression grew resolute, a glint of determination in her eyes.

Xian Tian listened with rapt attention, his respect for the woman before him growing.

The path of Dao was truly cruel, after the death of her husband, she must have it rough, not to mention, she couldn’t progress her cultivation either.

“Lady Yun is truly a strong woman… Now then, I will wash over,” He said.

“Hmmm!” She nodded her head and left him to be alone.

As she left, Xian Tian got on the Cooper bathtub and looked at his erect monkey.

His hands moved on their own, as he began to pleasure himself, thinking of making out with her.

However, knowing that, it wasn’t possible due to Dao, he just had to rely on his hands.

Not to mention, he believed she didn’t see him in that way either.

“This fucking Dao… That Fucking Dao… If only she wasn’t a cultivator, I would have had a chance, or if she never had a husband… That pathetic piece of shit husband, he died himself but left this beautiful woman to suffer,” Xian Tian gritted his teeth as his pace quickened.

However, unknown to him, Lady Yun, hadn’t left and heard the part he just muttered.