In the opulent chamber of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the air thrummed with a charged intensity, the musky scent of arousal clashing with the faint lotus fragrance of Sun Elaine's celestial presence, a heady backdrop to the profane spectacle unfolding. Sun Elaine, a Simultaneous cultivator of unparalleled prowess, had honed her divine techniques in sword and body tempering arts, forging her tendons and immortal bones into a vessel of strength and grace, a path toward the Great Dao. Yet, atop Boomer Boner's bloated stomach, her divine resilience faltered, her moon-white body trembling under the assault of mortal lust. The goddess groaned, a soft, soul-stirring moan that echoed her internal conflict, her golden eyes shimmering with a faint crimson glow of suppressed power. Boomer, undeterred, tightened his fat fingers' grip on her busty buttocks, his obscene touch defiling her sacred flesh. With a bold, invasive thrust, his right index finger probed her delicate, shameful anal hole, poking, squeezing, and rubbing the tender flesh as if intent on smoothing it out, gradually delving deeper toward her most sensitive core.
"Fairy, my babe, do you want me to let go?" Boomer leered, an evil, obscene grin spreading across his ugly face, his left hand fondling her round, thick buttocks with greedy relish. His right hand's four fingers clutched the other half of her juicy hips, while his index finger thrust into her anus, moving with deliberate lewdness—slow to fast, light to hard, shallow to deep, piercing her smooth, beautiful flesh repeatedly.
"Mmmff…! ♡ Hah… ♡ Nn… ♡ Nannnn...!" Elaine's trembling intensified, her delicate frame shuddering with each thrust of Boomer's filthy finger into her back garden. Her anus flesh spasmed subconsciously, tightening in a fleeting moment of resistance before loosening in shameful surrender, each motion sending an electric tingling sensation radiating through her limbs and bones. The fiery, foreign pleasure overwhelmed her divine senses, her simultaneous cultivation—designed to temper her body and soul—now amplifying every sensation, making her acutely aware of the defilement. Her rosy lips parted, releasing a series of soul-stirring moans.
"Fairy, what do you want to say?" Boomer taunted, his voice low and guttural, mastering the situation with cruel confidence. His fat finger, like a lewd loach, drilled into her soft, warm intimacy, flexibly grinding and probing her delicate anus, each motion sending waves of pleasure that made her tremble uncontrollably. Her beautiful eyes blurred, tears of shame and arousal glistening as her moans grew more desperate, a celestial chime tainted by mortal lust.
"Oh, babe fairy babe, you're the mightiest goddess, a celestial immortal fairy! This humble fatty bets your asshole is divinely saintly, clean, and fragrant, bwahaha, am I right?" Boomer's obscene laughter shook his obese frame, his left hand squeezing her buttocks with possessive greed, his right index finger piercing deeper into her tight, hot anus. With each advance, her blush deepened, her face a radiant crimson, her divine beauty marred by the profane act.
Boomer thrust harder, half of his rough index finger breaking through her limit, dragging her wet lace thong and shimmering gold gauze dress into her anus, the fabric adding a cruel friction to the violation.
"NnnnNNnnn!!!♡♡♡ uuUUUnnn!!!♡♡♡" Elaine's body convulsed, the friction pleasure pushing her to the peak of lust. An electric current surged through her delicate frame, her toes curling tightly within her flesh color silk pantyhose, her delicate nails digging into Boomer's obese chest flesh, piercing the skin in her desperate grip. Her lower body trembled as if electrified, her strength failing as she collapsed backward onto his obese lap, her hands no longer able to support her. The shy, sensitive anus, penetrated and stirred by his rough finger, sent her mind reeling, a blank void of overwhelming sensation. Her legs clamped tightly around Boomer, pressing their bodies closer, as streams of clear, saintly honey juice gushed uncontrollably from her innocent flower core, soaking her lace thong and seeping into her gold gauze dress, a small, glistening patch marking her body's surrender.
Elaine lay trembling atop the velvet coverlet, her moon-white body reeling from the climax that had left her numb and itchy with lust. As her senses slowly returned, she took a deep, shuddering breath, only to realize Boomer Boner's fat hands were still kneading her busty buttocks, his fingers gently probing her delicate anus flesh, each touch igniting fresh waves of desire that threatened to drown her divine restraint.
"Haa… Haa... Hey?!" Sun Elaine gasped, her voice a mix of indignation and vulnerability, her cheeks burning a deep crimson.
"Oh, my Fairy! Do you feel comfortable?" Boomer leered, his obscene grin widening as he continued to play with her tender hips, his fingers squeezing and fondling with relentless greed.
"No!... Nnn ♡… let go! Mmmfn ♡…" she protested, her floral-scented breath coming in rapid gasps, but her body betrayed her, quivering under his touch.
"Gwehehehe, fairy, have you forgotten why you came here? It's for Brother Zephyr's sake," Boomer taunted, his voice dripping with crude insinuation, the mention of her husband's name striking a raw nerve.
With a sudden, bold move, Boomer released her buttocks, his fat hands darting to seize her delicate ankles. Kneeling with surprising agility for his obese frame, he flipped Sun Elaine onto her back, her raven-black hair fanning across the bed sheet as she landed with a soft thud. His hands raised her flawless legs high, spreading them into a humiliating V-shape, exposing her hairless intimacy threshold beneath the soaked lace thong and shimmering gold gauze dress. Before Sun Elaine could muster a resistance moan, a thick, searingly hot cock slapped heavily onto her lower abdomen, the red, veined shaft throbbing like a python poised to strike. Its massive glans, glistening with precum, hovered menacingly at her delicate threshold, ready to launch a fierce assault.
"Huh!!! Nah! Nnn♡… Hey! Let go!" she cried, her voice trembling with desperation, her body powerless after two consecutive orgasms. The humiliating climax brought by Boomer's earlier violation—his fingers ravaging her anus—had left her soft and vulnerable, her cheeks flushed, her round legs dangling helplessly in his grip.
Boomer's filthy presence invaded the space between her spread thighs, his throbbing penis resting heavily on her lower abdomen through the gauze dress, its heat penetrating the fabric to sear her sensitive skin. The thick shaft pulsed, moving up and down of its own accord, slowly and forcefully rubbing against her moon-white abdomen, each motion a deliberate violation. His fat hands, still gripping her ankles, pressed forward, guiding her to bend her knees until her full breasts were compressed against her thighs. With a cruel smirk, he maneuvered her delicate hands to grip the outer edges of her feet, locking her in an excruciatingly shameful position—like a dying frog flipped onto its back, her calves raised high, the soles of her high heels facing the ceiling, her entire abdomen and intimacy exposed to his leering gaze.
"Hmm… Ngnnnn ♡… ahh ♡, Ahnww ♡, Nngn ♡ ♡…" Sun Elaine's weak moans spilled forth, her body subconsciously resisting the burning lust, yet each attempt to protest was thwarted. Boomer's hands roamed her round inner thighs, grabbing and rubbing with possessive greed, or his thick cock slammed against her lower abdomen, its duck egg-like glans repeatedly teasing her threshold through the gauze dress. The heat from his penis penetrated the fabric, seeping through her wet lace thong to invade her sensitive, moist vagina, stoking the lustful fire within her already aroused body.
In the haze of her trance, Elaine saw the shadow of Zephyr Zinger superimposed over Boomer's obese form kneeling between her legs. Her mind whisked her back to their marriage night, a tender memory etched into her soul. They had lain naked on a silken bed, Zephyr's gentle hands guiding her into this same intimate position, his touch reverent as he broke her virginity with care, leaving a delicate red stain on their pristine bed sheet—a symbol of their sacred union. His warm, loving gaze had held hers, his whispers of devotion soothing her nervous heart, a moment of pure connection that had cemented her unswerving love for him. The memory was vivid, her Dao cultivation amplifying its sensory clarity, her tempered body and soul recalling every soft caress, every whispered vow, as if she were reliving it in the present.
The fever dream shattered abruptly, ripped apart by Boomer's lewd, guttural laughter, his obese, ugly face leering down at her, banishing Zephyr's gentle image. Sun Elaine's heart lurched, her golden eyes snapping back to the present as the grotesque reality crashed over her. The memory of yesterday's frantic violation resurfaced—Boomer's massive cock thrusting into her from above, his frenzied defilement overwhelming her divine restraint. "Zep…" she whispered, her voice a broken plea.
"Fairy! Fairy! My Babe! Elaine-chan! I love you!! I love you so much, I'm… fucking so excited!" Boomer roared, his fat face flushed with feverish excitement, his eyes gleaming with triumphant lust. He had spread Sun Elaine's legs wide, her pure, holy, cold, elegant, and noble form—the peerless sword fairy—lying helplessly on his bed, her long, flawless calves raised high. Her most mysterious and delicate intimacy garden, shielded only by a few layers of soaked lace and gauze, lay fully exposed to the attack range of his throbbing, red, veined cock.
Boomer's gaze locked onto Sun Elaine's flushed, beautiful face, noting a passionate, lustful expression that had been absent during yesterday's first violation. The sight of her arousal—her half-lidded golden eyes, her parted rosy lips, her trembling body—emboldened him, fueling his audacity to test her limits further.