ATG: My genius is almost frightening!-Chapter 483 - 482: A Simp’s First Time

As a simp, Ling Xian was somewhat similar to Long Bai in the way she was satisfied with just watching the person she loved from afar as long as they remained single. They both believed that no one deserved their love. However, unlike Long Bai, who snapped, lost all reason, and even wanted to destroy Shen Xi and her man upon learning she had fallen for someone else, Ling Xian slowly died from the inside until she lost the will to live.

She was the type to give everything of hers to the person she loved without expecting anything in return. That was why Yun Wuji's sudden proposal was so moving, so overwhelmingly moving that it made an over three-million-year-old woman like her cry.

"You look adorable right now, Xian'er," Yun Wuji murmured, his fingers gently cradling her face. His thumb swept tenderly beneath her eyes, brushing away the glistening trails of tears. "You are so grown, so why are you crying like a little child?"

"Haha, I cannot help it," Ling Xian answered through soft laughter. "I am so happy... I am really, really happy. It feels as though I am living inside a dream."

Her laughter carried a pure, radiant smile that had never shone so brightly before. In that moment, her smile seemed to sweep away every lingering haze of sorrow, every heavy and suffocating emotion that had weighed upon her soul across countless years.

"That's cute," Yun Wuji whispered. He drew nearer still, their bodies gradually pressing together. She felt the solid warmth of his frame against the gentle softness of her own slender yet curved figure. His hands remained cradling her face as he tilted it upward with exquisite care.

Their gazes locked for one short, suspended heartbeat. Then he lowered his head, and their lips met in a slow, tender kiss.

Ling Xian had never once been kissed in all her more than three million years of existence. Despite that vast span of time, she had carried the dream of such a moment deep within her, nurturing it quietly through every heartache. When she loved Mo Su from afar, she had imagined it.

Later, when her heart turned toward Yun Wuji, the longing only deepened.

She had many times watched him kissing her disciple Su Shang with fierce passion, and the other women in the same way.

Each time, those women pressed themselves against him obsessively, returning his kisses as though they wished to melt entirely into his body. Their faces wore expressions of pure, melted ecstasy, eyes half-lidded and lips trembling with pleasure.

Seeing them like that filled her with an almost unbearable yearning. She had longed for the day when she, too, would know what it felt like to share such a kiss with Yun Wuji.

Now that day had arrived...

The first press of his lips against hers was so soft, so careful, that for a heartbeat she could scarcely believe it was real.

'This... this is a kiss?' she thought, the words forming silently in her mind as a delicate shiver of pleasure began at the point of contact and rippled outward. It traveled slowly, languidly, until every inch of her body felt bathed in a warm, hazy glow, a pleasure so clear and overwhelming.

"Hmm~!" Her lips parted of their own accord, trembling slightly. A soft, involuntary moan slipped from her throat the moment they did.

Yun Wuji accepted the invitation without hesitation. His tongue glided past her lips, seeking hers. He found it at once that shy, untouched tongue, and the two immediately twined together in a slow, heated entanglement that he guided with ease.

Her tongue was soft, squishy, wet, and exquisite, with a delicate texture that made every touch feel electrifying. Perhaps it was his imagination, but the faint sweetness that coated her tongue seemed to linger on his, subtle and intoxicating, like the aftertaste of some rare nectar.

He deepened the kiss gradually, drawing her further into it, savoring every small sound she made, every tiny quiver that passed through her delicate figure, as she surrendered to the unfamiliar tide of euphoria.

For Ling Xian, who had waited a lifetime for this single act of intimacy, the world narrowed until nothing existed beyond the touch of his mouth, the gentle insistence of his tongue, and the sweet, dizzying rush of pleasure that flooded her entire being.

"Haahn~! Wuji..." As their lips finally parted, a thin, glistening strand of saliva stretched between them, shimmering faintly in the soft light before it snapped when she spoke. She breathed heavily, leaning weakly against his chest.

They had done nothing more than kiss, yet already she could feel an insistent heat blooming deep in her lower belly, spreading downward until her thighs grew wet and slippery. Warm love juices trickled slowly from her aching pussy, coating the tender skin between her legs and making her shiver with every tiny shift of her hips.

"Wong, you should call me husband, or honey," Yun Wuji said, pressing a finger to her lips to silence her. Before she could respond, he slid one arm beneath her knees and the other around her back. He scooped her up in a princess carry and flew toward the wooden house.

"Y-yes, h-husband~!" Ling Xian's eyes involuntarily drifted toward the sky, as if staring at the four women hiding behind the clouds. Then she pressed her face against his chest, whispering in a soft, weak, and shy voice.

With her True God Real cultivation, how could these four women hide from her senses?

"Tsk!" Perhaps it was her imagination, but it sounded as if all four women had spoken at once, their voices reaching her ears simultaneously.

Entering the modest house, Yun Wuji closed the door and activated the formation to block all senses. He walked to the second floor and entered Ling Xian's room, unbearably simple with only a single, plain mattress in the center. He set down his friend, the bed, and gently placed Ling Xian on it.

"Are we... going to do it, husband?" Ling Xian whispered, glancing up at the tall man staring down at her with hot, lustful eyes. It was unthinkable that the all-mighty, revered High Priest could make such an expression before anyone in existence.

But this was her man...no! He was her husband now. The fluttering, sweet feeling in her chest made her inexplicably shy and embarrassed, yet she was excited at the same time.

Su Shang had described it to her so many times, always with a dreamy, dazed expression, how utterly wonderful, how otherworldly it felt to be fucked roughly by Yun Wuji's double-headed dragon. She had spoken of pleasure so profound that one could lose oneself in it forever.

"Yes, honey," Yun Wuji murmured as he slowly removed his clothes. He threw aside his shirt, then pulled down his trousers and boxers. His cock sprang free, pointing upward like a dragon roaring to the heavens. Bulging veins traced their impressive length like rivers drawn across ancient maps, pulsing visibly with each heartbeat.

"So... big! No wonder Su Shang said it was ridiculously big!" Ling Xian exclaimed, her lips parting adorably. Her hand involuntarily reached out, touching it timidly with her delicate fingers. "So hot!"

"Is... is this going inside me?" she muttered, caressing the thick, veined length and poking the threatening tip.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt, honey," Yun Wuji said, holding the hand touching his cock and guiding her other hand to wrap around him. He helped her give a clumsy, tentative handjob as he stepped onto the bed.

"Are you this big because of me?" Ling Xian whispered, her eyes fixed on his dick, slick with precum as her hands moved over him.

"It will get even bigger if I see your figure," Yun Wuji replied.

"Hmm," Ling Xian twitched, a strange, overwhelming warmth flooding her. It was unlike anything she had ever felt, receiving such direct, positive affirmation from the person she loved. It felt like a sweet fantasy, completely unlike the cold, despairing experience she had endured with Mo Su.

It only made her want to press closer to Yun Wuji, clutching this second chance with everything she had, determined not to let it slip away.

Releasing his thick meat stick, Ling Xian stood on the bed. Just like him, she removed her crimson flowing robe. As it fell, first her small, delicate white shoulders came into view, smooth and flawless, glowing faintly in the warm light.

Then the robe slipped lower, revealing the full swell of her towering breasts, still confined behind a crimson bra adorned with intricate lighter red patterns that seemed to glow with every shallow breath she took. Her waist followed next, it was flat, impossibly narrow, so slender it truly looked as though a single hand could encircle it completely.

Finally, the robe pooled at her feet on the bed, exposing the dark, damp crimson underwear that clung to her. The thin fabric was visibly soaked through at the crotch, darkened by her lewd juice, outlining the soft pussy lips beneath. Her long, shapely legs stretched downward, leading to thick, toned thighs that trembled ever so slightly under the intensity of his gaze.

"Husband, am I... am I beautiful?" Sensing the scorching heat of his stare traveling over every newly bared inch of her, Ling Xian suddenly felt exposed in a way she had never known before. She did not know where to put her hands.

"No, you are not beautiful. You are glamorous and ravishing," Yun Wuji said as he crawled over, touching her thighs. His hands moved up to her waist, and his fingers brushed her lower lips. "You are charming. Every part of you is impossibly irresistible."

"Be more confident, honey," he murmured, pressing his lips against her drenched panties. The kiss made the woman, still reeling from his delightful praise, shiver and nearly climax.

Her knees buckled slightly, her thighs trembling as a fresh gush of wetness soaked her panties even further. A strangled whimper escaped her lips; she nearly climaxed right then, teetering on the brink of orgasm from nothing more than his mouth against her covered pussy.

Yun Wuji hooked two fingers beneath the edge of her panties and drew the damp material aside. Her pink, tightly shut pussy lips came into view, thick droplets sliding down her inner thighs and dripping onto the sheets below in tiny, glistening trails. "It seems that you are ready, honey. Shall we start?"

"Hmm~!" Ling Xian shivered as her most intimate part was exposed to someone else, but more than that, she felt a rush of happiness and anticipation. Without needing him to tell her what to do, she followed what Su Shang had taught her.

Lying on her back on the bed, she spread her legs in an M shape, cheeks burning with embarrassment and shame. Using both hands, she parted her pussy lips and whispered, "Husband, please take my virginity. Fuck me as rough as you can~!"

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