The Invincible Son-in-law

Chapter 883 883: Foreign Invasion

Under Lin Hao's relentless barrage of moves, the beautiful girl gasped softly for air, her dainty lotus-like tongue darting out to lick her cherry lips again and again, like a starving, desperate woman, craving affection.

Her flushed skin was covered with delicate marks where his mouth had lingered; her slender, luminous waist, radiant as jade, twisted gently like a seductive serpent, aligning herself with Lin Hao's caresses.

Her two long, rounded, flawless legs instinctively pressed together, rubbing continuously, as if yearning to clamp onto something between them.

Seeing the girl's desire kindled anew, Lin Hao slid his right hand down, reaching between her thighs to the entrance of her Peach Blossom Spring Cave, and slowly eased a middle finger into the wondrous secret passage.

"Ah… no… mm… big brother… I've never done this before… ah… please be gentle with me… ah…"

Chen Yi panted heavily, her soft pleas intertwined with plaintive, twisting moans.

Hearing that the goddess was experiencing this for the first time, Lin Hao could no longer restrain himself. He rose to his knees at once, prying her lovely legs apart with both hands.

"Don't worry, I promise I'll be gentle…"

Lin Hao answered her quietly.

His thick, pulsing head, overexcited to the point of trembling, pressed against her delicate, rosy lips, rubbing back and forth until it was slick and soaked with her nectar.

Perhaps sensing the relentless friction and heat from the Golden Cudgel at her entrance, Chen Yi's heart surged with excitement and nerves. She instinctively squeezed her legs tighter, resisting Lin Hao's advance.

But Lin Hao was now like an arrow drawn, impossible to hold back. He subdued her legs, firmly gripping the thick rod and lining it up with the entrance to her Fairy Cave.

Still, for the girl's first time, Lin Hao refrained from being too rough. He thrust gently with his hips, letting the thick rod slowly part those lush, cherry lips.

The massive, cock's-comb-shaped head slowly pushed into her secret passage; the very moment it entered he was greeted with a tightness beyond description.

"Mm… big brother… be gentle… ah… please, softer…"

Chen Yi could feel the enormous shaft invading her, and her mouth opened to make an earnest plea.

Truth be told, even a mature woman would beg for mercy when faced with Lin Hao's mighty weapon—let alone such an unspoiled maiden.

Having only just entered, Lin Hao felt his progress blocked; inside was warm but so narrow—evidently, land never before tilled, a meadow untouched.

Lin Hao was an old hand at this; he knew not to be too forceful. He pressed forward steadily, easing the thick rod deeper, his hips moving ever so slowly.

Inside the maiden's secret channel, it was winding and twisting, her flesh walls close, layered, ceaselessly contracting and squirming, as if eager to snap Lin Hao in two.

That intense, tight sensation brought waves of pleasure crashing over him. His scalp prickled, and he could barely restrain the urge to erupt—but he pressed on, holding back.

He wasn't only thrusting forward; he would plunge three steps ahead and pull a step back, then advance again three steps, retreating two—intricate strokes in tight spaces, letting her slowly adjust to his size.

As he pressed on, the tip suddenly met a resistance, as if he'd crashed against the city's gate.

This must be the maiden's virginal membrane!

Lin Hao rejoiced secretly, and stretched out his tongue, kissing and sucking her wildly. Their tongues twined together, tightly entwined once more.

The sensation was intoxicating—soft, fragrant, moist, lush—her breath sweet as orchids, further stoking Lin Hao's burning desire.

Chen Yi seemed to notice his shaft pressing against her virginal membrane, understanding that defloration was imminent, and immediately grew even more anxious.

Lin Hao felt a powerful squeeze from below, triggering his fierce response. He drove his hips forward, and the tip of his rod smashed through that thin layer of her maidenhood.

Ah—

A piercing, mournful, girlish cry escaped Chen Yi's lips, and she reflexively clutched at the sheets beneath her.

The pain of having her body broken forced the beauty to bite down hard on her lip, swan neck arched, releasing a shy, tremulous moan.

Right now, she knew that she'd given her virginity to the man before her.

If her blindfold were pulled off at this moment, her eyes would be brimming with tears—not only tears of painful pleasure and fulfillment, but also shame and humiliation.

After all, she had offered up her body in exchange for an executive position.

Lin Hao broke through the girl's hymen; the resistance before his thick rod vanished, as a thin trickle of warm, fresh red blood seeped out between his shaft and her secret entrance.

He didn't continue thrusting…

Instead, he gently kissed the beauty's crimson lips, speaking tenderly: "Does it hurt a lot?"

"Mm… it hurts… please be gentle…"

Chen Yi only felt pain, sweat beading on her delicate skin from the ache.

"Alright, I won't move. Take your time to adjust…" Lin Hao soothed in a low voice.

Chen Yi inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. After two or three long minutes, the pain gradually faded away.

Lin Hao remained perfectly still during that time. Yet the tight waves of pleasure wrapping around him made him feel entirely engulfed—it was exquisitely comfortable.

"Mm… Big brother… it doesn't hurt as much now. Try moving a little…"

Chen Yi felt an itchy swelling deep in her secret passage, a yearning for pleasure beginning to stir.

Lin Hao didn't thrust forcefully, but instead slowly pumped in and out with shallow strokes, then gradually ventured deeper into her tight secret cavern.

"How does it feel? Better?" Lin Hao asked, thrusting in and out as he spoke.

"Much better, it's not so painful anymore…" Chen Yi answered softly.

Seeing this, Lin Hao's tension eased. He started slowly pumping his hips, pushing deeper inside her.

Chen Yi's Fairy Cave, penetrated for the first time by a man, was warm and moist, incredibly tight—as if her body was resisting this invasion.

Thus, Lin Hao's rod didn't slide smoothly in and out.

This clumsy friction only proved even more that she was truly untouched.

The rippling folds inside her convulsed, and the muscles at her Fairy Cave's entrance squeezed rhythmically around him. Lin Hao felt his thick shaft clamped almost to the point of being crushed.

But the tighter it was, the better it felt, urging him to thrust even harder.

With gentle strokes, Lin Hao finally felt himself pressing against the very core of her inner blossom.

"Ah… gentle… you're all the way in… mm… Big brother… softer… I can't take it… ah… mm…"

Chen Yi felt his thick rod reach the deepest, untouched softness within her—a surge of vulnerability prompting pleading whimpers.

Lin Hao knew not to push too deep or too hard the first time, so he reluctantly slowed and withdrew, then resumed his slow thrusts.

With each stroke, more nectar spilled from the beauty's secret passage, making the motion smoother and wetter.

Only now did Lin Hao feel that he and the beauty were truly joined—that he had finally claimed her for himself.

The excitement grew; he thrust deeper and faster, each time reaching her innermost tender blossom.

Chen Yi's untouched sanctuary, now constantly invaded and cultivated by this man, was engulfed by waves of overwhelming pleasure.