Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 356- Was Yuna a bad Choice

The moment her hips crashed down again, I felt it—everything.

Her pussy wasn’t just tight. It was a fucking furnace wrapped around steel, squeezing me so hard I could feel every individual ripple of her inner walls. The friction was insane, like dragging velvet over sandpaper, her virgin canal trying to memorize the shape of my cock as I forced it deeper.

’Tighter than Mei,’ I thought distantly, even as pleasure rolled through me. ’But nowhere near Akane’s. Still... for a Bronze Body cultivator, this is impressive.’

PHAACK!

The sound of her ass meeting my thighs echoed across the cliff. Her whole body jolted from the impact, her small tits bouncing despite their size, those tiny red nipples stiff as pebbles pointing straight up.

"AAAAHHHN! T-TOO DEEP! MASTER, IT’S—HNNNGH!"

I didn’t let her finish. My hands gripped her waist tighter, bruising the pale flesh as I lifted her again. Her walls clung to me desperately, sucking at my shaft like they didn’t want to let go. I could feel every fold, every ridge inside her squeezing me in waves.

’Lin Yue’s muscular texture was different—trained warrior pussy, controlled contractions. Yuna’s is pure instinct. Raw. Untrained.’

The head of my cock pulled back through her tight channel, dragging against that sweet spot just behind her entrance. Her legs spasmed against my sides.

Then I slammed her down again.

SCHLKH! PAH!

"GYAAAAHH~!"

Her scream cracked halfway through, turning into a choked sob as I punched through her cervix barrier again. The tip of my cock kissed her womb entrance, and I swear I felt it try to open for me—just a little, like her body was already learning to take me.

Blood and cream mixed together, coating my shaft in slick warmth. It dripped down my balls, still wrapped in her trembling tail. Every time she squeezed that furry appendage around my sack, it sent jolts straight up my spine.

"You’re bleeding on me," I growled, looking down at where we connected. Her pussy lips were stretched obscenely around my girth, pulled taut and swollen pink. "Does it hurt?"

"Y-YESH! IT HURTSH SHO MUCH! YOU’RE—HNNNGH—TOO BIG! YOU’RE SHPLITTING ME! MY INSHIDESH—!"

Her words slurred together, broken by the rhythm I set. Up. Down. Up. Down.

PHAACK! SCHLKH! PHAACK!

Each drop made her cry out. Each lift made her walls grip tighter. The wet sounds of my cock plunging into her soaked cunt filled the air, mixing with her broken screams and my own grunts.

’She’s in the same league as Mei and Yue,’ I assessed clinically, even while my pleasure centers fired. ’I guess, I will have to choose women based on their cultivation type.’

I looked down at her stomach.

There it was.

A visible bulge pushing up beneath her navel every time I bottomed out inside her. My cockhead creating a small tent in her lower belly, distorting her insides to make room for me.

"Look," I commanded, grabbing her chin and forcing her glassy eyes downward. "See that? That’s me inside you."

"Nnngh... M-Mashter... I can shee it... I can feel you in my... in my belly... You’re—haaah—you’re hitting shomething! It hurtsh! You’re breaking through—nnngh—breaking my womb!"

Her voice was wrecked. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, drool hanging from her open mouth.

But her pussy never stopped clenching, never stopped leaking, never stopped pulling me deeper.

’Pain-to-Pleasure Conversion is working perfectly. She’s already addicted.’

I released one hand from her waist and grabbed her left breast—barely a handful, but soft as clouds. I pinched her nipple hard between thumb and forefinger, then twisted.

"HIIIEEEKK~!"

Her whole body arched backward, spine bowing like a drawn bow. Her pussy spasmed violently around me, and I felt a fresh gush of fluid coat my cock.

She came.

Right there, mid-thrust, screaming and convulsing on my lap. Her walls rippled along my length in waves, milking me involuntarily as her orgasm tore through her.

But I didn’t stop.

PHAACK! SCHLKH! PHAACK!

I kept slamming her down, fucking her through her climax, using her body like a toy. Her screams turned into incoherent babbling—half words, half moans, completely broken.

"Mashter! Pleashe! I—AHHHN! I CAN’T! TOO MUCH! YOUR COCK ISH—HNNNGH—TEARING ME! YOU’LL RIP MY INSHIDESH APART!"

"You can take it," I grunted, sweat dripping down my chest. My balls tightened with each impact, heavy and aching. "You’re my wife now. This pussy belongs to me."

’Mamoon was Peak Diamond Body if I remember correctly but even that is far weaker than what I need... should I go for someone more stronger?’

Doubt flickered as I can’t go targeting weaker women, as it will just make things worse. More than that, I needed a strong woman, unlike Yuna, who, to be honest, was a mistake not worth pursuing, but lust drove me crazy.

Her tail squeezed my sack harder, as if agreeing.

I shifted my grip, moving both hands to cup under her ass cheeks. Then I stood up—still inside her, still holding her impaled on my cock.

"W-WHAT?! WAIT—!"

I turned and pressed her back against the smooth rock face of the cliff. The cold stone made her gasp, nipples hardening even more from the temperature contrast.

Then I really started fucking her.

PHAACK! PHAACK! PHAACK! SCHLKH! PHAACK!

Standing position gave me leverage. Real leverage. I pulled almost completely out—just the head remaining inside her swollen entrance—then slammed back in with my full body weight.

"GYAAAAHHH~! NOOOO! TOO HARD! YOU’RE HITTING MY—HNNNGH—MY WOMB! YOU’LL BREAK IT! YOU’LL—AAAHN—BREAK ME!"

Her legs wrapped around my waist instinctively, locking her ankles behind my back. Her arms clung to my shoulders, nails digging into muscle hard enough to draw blood.

But she didn’t push me away.

Instead, she pulled me closer.

"Yesh... yesh... YESH! FUCK ME! BREAK ME! MAKE ME YOUR WIFE! SHPLIT ME OPEN!"

Something snapped in her head. I could see it in her eyes—the moment her brain fried completely, replaced by pure animal instinct.

’There it is. Submission Programming locked in.’

Her hips started moving on their own, grinding against me between thrusts. Her pussy clenched rhythmically, like it was trying to suck the cum straight out of my balls.

The wet squelching sounds got louder. Messier. Blood and cream and my precum all mixed together, creating an obscene cocktail that dripped down my thighs and onto the grass below.

I could feel everything.

The ridges along my cock dragging against her inner walls, catching on every fold and making her spasm.

The way her cervix opened just slightly each time I pushed against it, teasing entry to her deepest place.

The heat radiating from her core, so intense it felt like she was burning from the inside out.

’Feng Lianhua’s ice cultivation created interesting temperature contrast,’ I mused even through the haze of lust. ’Yu Xiang’s butterfly form allowed impossible angles. But Yuna’s beast biology—this tail, these ears, the way her body responds—it’s different.’

Her small tits pressed against my chest, those tiny nipples rubbing against my skin with each thrust. I dipped my head down and caught one in my mouth, sucking hard while my hips pistoned mercilessly.

"AAAAHHHN~! NOT MY NIPPLESH TOO! I’LL GO CRAZY! YOU’RE—NNNGH—DESHT ROYING ME!"

Too late.

She was already gone.

PHAACK! SCHLKH! PHAACK! PHAACK!

My rhythm got faster. Harder. More brutal. The rock behind her cracked slightly from the force of my thrusts slamming her against it.

Her stomach bulge appeared and disappeared rapidly now—up, down, up, down—my cock reshaping her insides over and over.

"I’m going to cum inside you," I growled against her breast. "Fill your womb until it overflows."