Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 387- Tianlong’s Earth Slam

Tianlong looked down at her, his hand gently resting in her wild ponytail. His cock pressed against her copper-toned cheek, radiating heat that made her skin flush.

"It won’t burn," he said softly, his voice carrying a tender edge she hadn’t expected. "But it will stretch your throat. Fill it completely. You’ll feel every inch sliding down."

Kaira’s silver eyes blinked slowly. Her rough palm wrapped around the shaft, feeling the veins pulsing beneath smooth skin. Her other hand cupped his balls—heavy, warm, full.

"They’re... so heavy," she murmured, squeezing gently. "Like stones made of flesh."

"They’re full," Tianlong replied, his thumb tracing her jawline. "Full of what you’ll be tasting soon."

She tilted her head, pressing her lips against the side of his shaft. A soft kiss. Experimental. Her tongue flicked out, tasting the skin.

"Salty," she whispered. "And... something else. Musky. Primal."

"That’s called arousal, my wild darling."

She kissed again, this time higher. Then again. Working her way up the length until her lips reached the swollen head. A bead of clear precum leaked from the tip.

Her tongue caught it.

"Mmm..." Her eyes widened slightly. "It’s thick. Sticky. Tastes like... I don’t know how to describe it."

"Don’t describe it," Tianlong said, his hand tightening slightly in her hair. "Just take it in."

Kaira’s lips parted. She opened her mouth and took the head inside.

"Mmmph..."

The girth stretched her lips wide. Her jaw had to unhinge slightly to accommodate him. The taste flooded her mouth—salt, musk, something indefinably *male* that made her pussy clench involuntarily.

"That’s it," Tianlong breathed, watching her. "Just like that. Use your tongue. Swirl it around the head."

She obeyed, her tongue exploring the crown, tracing the ridge, finding the sensitive spot beneath. His cock twitched in response, and she felt it pulse against her tongue.

"Good girl," he murmured. "Now take more. Slowly."

She pushed forward, taking another inch. Then another. Her mouth filled completely. The head pushed against the back of her throat, making her gag slightly.

"Ngh!" She pulled back, gasping.

"Easy," Tianlong soothed, stroking her hair. "You’re doing well. Try again. Breathe through your nose."

Kaira looked up at him, silver eyes meeting gold. There was trust there—fragile, new, but present.

She took him again, this time prepared. She pushed deeper, fighting her gag reflex, feeling him slide along her tongue, filling her mouth completely until the head pressed against her throat’s entrance.

"Fuck," Tianlong hissed. "Your mouth is so hot. So tight."

She pulled back, sucking hard as she did. Her cheeks hollowed. Saliva coated his shaft, making it glisten.

"Use your hands too," he instructed. "Stroke what you can’t fit. And massage my balls—gently."

Her right hand wrapped around the base, stroking in rhythm with her mouth. Her left hand cupped his sack, rolling the heavy orbs between her fingers, squeezing gently.

"Ahh... yes. Just like that."

She found her rhythm. Bob forward, take him deep, pull back while sucking, stroke with her hand. Her tongue worked constantly—licking, swirling, massaging the underside.

Tianlong’s breathing grew heavier. His hand in her hair tightened, guiding her pace.

"You’re a natural," he groaned. "Such a good girl for someone who’s never done this."

Pride flickered through her. She doubled her efforts, taking him deeper each time, fighting past her gag reflex.

"Now," Tianlong said, his voice strained, "I’m going to fuck your throat. Hold still."

Kaira’s eyes widened, but she nodded slightly, keeping her mouth open.

His hand gripped her ponytail firmly. He pulled her forward while thrusting his hips.

His cock drove deep—past her tongue, past the back of her mouth, straight down her throat.

"GLKK!" Her throat bulged obscenely around him, stretched impossibly wide.

He held her there for three seconds. She couldn’t breathe. Tears formed in her silver eyes. Drool leaked from the corners of her stretched lips.

Then he pulled back, letting her gasp.

"HAAHH! F-fuck..."

"Again."

He drove in again. Deeper this time. Her nose pressed against his pelvis. His balls slapped against her chin. Her throat convulsed around him, trying to push him out while simultaneously massaging his length.

"GLKK! GLKK! GLKK!"

He fucked her face with steady, brutal thrusts. Each one drove his cock balls-deep down her throat. Each one made obscene wet sounds. Saliva poured from her mouth, coating her chin, dripping onto her massive breasts.

Her hands gripped his thighs for balance, nails digging into his skin.

"Almost there," Tianlong grunted. "Keep massaging my balls. Squeeze them. I’m going to cum straight into your stomach."

She obeyed, her hand cupping and squeezing his sack rhythmically.

"Fuck... FUCK..."

He buried himself completely. His cock swelled inside her throat.

Then he erupted.

"NGGHHH!"

**SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!**

Thick ropes of cum shot directly down her throat. She felt it—hot, viscous, flooding her. So much. It kept coming, pulse after pulse, filling her stomach.

"GLKK! MMMPPH!"

She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t swallow fast enough. Cum backed up, leaking from her stretched lips, pouring down her chin.

Tianlong held her there for long seconds, emptying himself completely. His balls pulsed against her chin, contracting with each spurt.

Finally, he pulled back.

His cock slid out of her throat, across her tongue, and popped free of her lips with a wet sound.

"HAAHH! COUGH! COUGH!"

Kaira gasped desperately, thick strings of cum and saliva connecting her lips to his cock. White fluid poured from her mouth, coating her chin, dripping onto her breasts.

She swallowed reflexively, tasting it fully for the first time.

Her hand came up, touching her lips. Her fingers came away coated in thick, white cream.

"This..." She looked at the substance on her fingers. "This is what breeds women?"

Tianlong’s cock—still rock-hard—pressed against her cheek. He rubbed it across her face, smearing precum and leftover cum across her copper skin. Marking her.

"This," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction, "is what fills wombs. What creates life. What you’ll be drowning in soon."

He stroked himself slowly, the wet sounds obscene. His cock glided across her face—over her nose, across her forehead, down her other cheek.

"You liked the quality of my semen?" he asked, his golden eyes burning. "Thick enough? Potent enough?"

Kaira’s tongue flicked out, catching a strand that hung from her lips. She tasted it again, her silver eyes thoughtful.

"It’s... intense. Heavy. I can feel it sitting in my stomach like molten lead."

"That’s because it’s divine essence," Tianlong said. "Concentrated life force. One load of mine could impregnate ten normal women."

Her eyes widened. Her hand unconsciously moved to her lower abdomen.

"And now..." He pressed his cock against her lips again, the head pushing inside. "Want me to breed you? Fill that superior womb of yours? Put a monster in your belly?"

Kaira stared up at him, her face covered in his cum, her lips wrapped around his cockhead again.

She pulled back just enough to speak.

"Yes," she whispered, her voice raw from having her throat fucked. "Breed me. Prove you’re worthy of my womb."

Tianlong’s smile turned predatory.

"Get on your back," he commanded. "Spread your legs. Show me that tight pussy."

Kaira rose on shaky legs, cum still dripping from her chin. She lay back on the broken stone floor, her massive breasts settling on her chest. Her legs spread slowly, revealing her soaked, untouched slit framed by that wild bush.

"Wider."

She spread them further, bending her knees, opening herself completely.

Tianlong knelt between her thighs, his cock—covered in her spit and his cum—pointing at her entrance.

"Last chance to back out," he said, positioning himself. "Once I’m inside, I won’t stop until I’ve filled you completely."

Kaira’s silver eyes met his, fierce and unafraid.

"I’m a chief. I don’t back down from anything."

"Good."

He pressed forward.

The head of his cock pushed against her entrance, parting her lips, beginning to stretch her open.

"Ahhh..." Kaira’s back arched. "It’s... it’s too big..."

"You can take it," Tianlong growled. "Your body was built for this."

He pushed harder.

Her pussy stretched impossibly wide around him, walls gripping like a vice, trying to resist the invasion.

"FUCK! FUCK! IT’S SPLITTING ME!"

"Breathe. Relax your muscles."

She tried, her body trembling as inch by inch, he sank deeper.

The real breeding was about to begin.

He pushed harder.

The resistance was incredible. Her virgin walls fought against the intrusion, clenching, trying to push him out. But he was relentless, pressing forward with steady pressure.

Then he felt it—a barrier. Thick. Tougher than he’d expected.

"Your hymen," he murmured, pausing. "It’s... incredibly thick. All that wild movement, all that combat training—your body adapted. Protected your virginity even through all that."