Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 391 - Kaira Got Good Bounces
His words carried a challenge—one that her pride couldn’t ignore despite her exhausted state.
Kaira gritted her teeth and pushed herself up from the wall. Her legs shook violently, but she forced qi into her muscles, stabilizing them. She stumbled forward, each step leaving a trail of cum and fluids leaking from her battered pussy.
She reached him and stood there, looking down at the monster between his legs.
Her silver eyes—pupil-less, reflective—stared at his cock with something between terror and fascination.
’It’s still so big... how is it still so hard? Normal men would be exhausted by now...’
The shaft was thick, veined, the head swollen and dark. It twitched once under her gaze, as if beckoning her.
"Come on," Tianlong urged, his voice gentle but firm. "Straddle me."
Kaira swallowed hard. She moved forward, placing one knee on either side of his hips. Her massive breasts hung down, swaying with each movement. Cum dripped from her pussy onto his lower abdomen.
She reached down with one trembling hand, gripping his cock to position it.
Even just holding it made her gasp. It was hot—radiating heat like a furnace. And impossibly hard. Like gripping heated steel.
She aligned herself, the swollen head pressing against her abused entrance.
"Slowly," Tianlong said, placing his hands on her hips. "Lower yourself. Take your time."
Kaira bit her lip and began to descend.
The moment the head pushed past her lips, she gasped.
"Ahhh... still... still so tight..."
Her walls resisted, swollen and sensitive from the brutal pounding. But gravity was relentless. Inch by inch, she sank down.
"Ngh... fuck... it’s... spreading me again..."
Halfway down, she stopped, panting. Her thighs were shaking from the effort of supporting her weight while being stretched so wide.
"Keep going," Tianlong encouraged, his thumbs rubbing circles on her hips. "All the way down."
She took a shuddering breath and dropped.
PLAP!
She bottomed out, taking him completely. His cockhead punched through her cervix and seated itself deep in her womb.
"GYAHHH!" Her back arched, her head thrown back. Her massive tits bounced from the impact.
"There we go," Tianlong murmured, looking up at her. "Perfect fit."
Kaira sat there, impaled, her body trembling. She could feel every inch of him inside her—every vein, every ridge, the pulsing heat.
"Now," Tianlong said, his hands gripping her hips firmly. "Bounce."
"I... I don’t know if I can—"
He lifted her up by the hips, pulling her off his cock until just the head remained inside. Then he slammed her back down.
SLAP!
"AHHH!"
"Like that," he grinned. "Now you do it."
Kaira placed her hands on his chest for balance. She could feel his muscles beneath her palms—hard, unyielding, like touching sculpted marble.
She lifted herself up—her thighs burning with the effort—then dropped back down.
PLAP!
"Ngh!"
Again. Up. Down.
PLAP!
"Ahh!"
She found a rhythm. Slow at first, unsteady, but gradually increasing in speed.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Her massive breasts bounced wildly with each drop, slapping against each other, creating a hypnotic jiggle. Sweat flew from her copper skin. Her wild ponytail whipped back and forth.
"That’s it," Tianlong growled, watching her ride him. "Faster. Bounce harder."
"I... I can’t... my legs..."
Tianlong sat up suddenly, wrapping his arms around her back. He grabbed both her wrists and pulled her arms behind her back, holding them together in one hand.
The position forced her chest forward, her breasts pressing against his face.
"Then I’ll help you," he said, and began to thrust upward.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
He pistoned into her from below, his hips moving at inhuman speed. Each thrust lifted her entire body into the air before gravity slammed her back down.
"AHHH! FUCK! FUCK! TOO FAST! TOO DEEP!"
Kaira’s silver eyes rolled back in their sockets—the whites showing, pupils vanished completely. Her mouth hung open, drool leaking from the corners.
"I-I can’t feel my womb!" she screamed, her voice breaking. "Your thing is too big! It’s... it’s reshaping me! I can’t... I can’t..."
Her words dissolved into incoherent moans.
"AHHHN! NGHH! HAAHH! FUCK!"
Tianlong released her wrists and grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them apart as he continued to pound upward. His fingers dug into the firm flesh, leaving deep imprints.
"Feel that?" he growled against her bouncing tits. "Should we try anal now?"
"W-what?" Kaira gasped, her eyes widening in shock even as she continued to bounce on him. "Anal? No! That’s... that’s impossible! You’ll split me in half!"
Tianlong’s grin turned wicked.
Without warning, he tilted her body backward, his hands gripping her hips with iron strength. In one fluid motion, he pulled her completely off his cock.
SCHLORP!
The wet sound of separation echoed through the cave. Kaira’s pussy gaped open, dripping a mixture of cum and her own fluids.
"Wait! What are you—AHHHHH!!!"
He lifted her—her entire body suspended in the air—and repositioned her. Her asshole, tight and completely untouched, hovered directly above his cockhead.
"No! NO! TIANLONG, WAIT—"
He slammed her down.
Just the head.
CRUNCH!
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"
Kaira’s scream was inhuman. Primal. A sound of pure shock and agony.
Her silver eyes bulged so wide they looked like they would pop from their sockets. Tears exploded from the corners, streaming down her copper cheeks in thick rivers. Her tongue shot out of her mouth, hanging uselessly as her jaw went slack. Her head lolled backward, neck muscles straining.
Her asshole—virgin, impossibly tight—had been forced to accept just the swollen head of his cock. The ring of muscle stretched beyond what should be physically possible, turning white from the pressure, microscopic tears forming at the edges.
"NOOOO!!! TAKE IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT! IT’S TEARING ME! I’M SPLITTING!"
She wailed, her voice cracking, breaking into sobs.
But Tianlong didn’t stop.
He adjusted his grip, hands moving to her waist, and with one brutal, devastating motion—
He slammed her down completely. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
BOOM!!!
The force was apocalyptic.
His entire nine-inch cock buried itself in her ass in one stroke. His balls—heavy, cum-filled—slapped against her pussy with the impact. Her ass cheeks, firm and muscular, collided with his thighs.
The shockwave was immediate.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The ground beneath them exploded. Cracks shot outward in every direction like lightning frozen in stone. The cave walls groaned—deep, resonating sounds of structural failure. Massive chunks of ceiling broke free, crashing down around them in thunderous impacts.
The entire cavern began to collapse.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"
Kaira’s scream was continuous, unbroken. Her body convulsed violently. Every muscle locked in shock. Her asshole was stretched impossibly wide around his girth, the sensitive nerves screaming in overload.
She could feel it—every single inch. The way it filled her intestines. The way her organs were displaced to make room. The unbearable fullness that made her feel like she was being turned inside out.
Tianlong looked up at her from below.
His dark-toned, sexy beast of a wife. Copper skin glistening with sweat. Massive breasts heaving, bouncing with each ragged breath. Her face twisted in a mixture of pain and something else—something primal awakening despite the agony.
Beautiful.
His hands moved to her breasts, groping them roughly. He found her dark nipples—still hard despite everything—and pinched them between his fingers, pulling them outward.
"NGH!!! STOP! TOO MUCH! I CAN’T—"
Kaira sobbed, tears and drool mixing on her chin. Her silver eyes were completely rolled back, only whites showing.
Tianlong’s thoughts drifted as he watched her suffer and adapt.
’It seems like the Wyrm Empress was right...’
He recalled her words—distant, spoken in another time, another place. The mysterious void woman who’d guided him. Her cryptic advice about breeding. About finding strength through conquest. About building an empire through bloodlines.
’I seem to have taken a liking to breeding these women.’
It wasn’t just lust. It was something deeper. The thrill of conquest. The satisfaction of claiming. The primal joy of planting his seed in fertile ground.
And this woman—this wild, powerful chief—was perfect.
He pulled her nipples harder, stretching the flesh.
"Breathe, Kaira," he commanded, his voice surprisingly gentle. "From now on, your body is reserved to be fucked like this."
"I... I can’t... too big... my ass... it’s breaking..."
Kaira’s internal world was shattering. The sheer invasion of her rectum was absolute—a hot, thick iron rod forcing its way through a passage never meant for entry.
Every nerve ending in her bowels screamed in protest, broadcasting a signal of utter fullness that bordered on agony.
’It burns... by the ancestors, it burns like fire! He’s... he’s inside my guts! My intestines are wrapped around him!’







