Chapter 8: Roleplay, Swallowing Cum, and Drinking Her Juices

'Good disciple, take my stocking-clad feet into your mouth. I want to wash my pretty feet...'

Feng Aoxian's face was overflowing with lust, and her flesh-colored stockings kept being stuffed into Wei Yang's mouth.

Clear saliva glistened brightly on the flesh-colored nylon.

Wei Yang had licked Feng Aoxian's pretty stockinged feet for a long time, from her toes and between them to the tops of her feet, the soles, the backs of her feet, and her heels, every part of them licked over a hundred times.

In the end, Wei Yang started licking upward, gradually reaching the calves and thighs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.

'Ah... mm... uah... so wet... it feels like my body is melting...'

'Ahmm... ugh... so full, I'm so full below... it's almost spilling out.'

Feng Aoxian couldn't help letting out a moan.

At last, Wei Yang reached the slit between her legs, where the flesh-colored stockings were already soaked into a muddy, quivering puddle, as if they could burst out in a tide at any moment.

'There... don't!'

Feng Aoxian, drunk-eyed and dazed, saw Wei Yang's tongue extend straight toward the space between her thighs.

A low, pleased moan slipped from her throat as she felt the soft flesh below her completely wrapped up.

Wei Yang opened his mouth and swallowed the pussy hidden behind the flesh-colored stockings in one go.

At once, a moist, fragrant, filthy scent flooded his nose.

It was an indescribably pleasurable feeling.

Through the flesh-colored stockings, Wei Yang's tongue moved slowly, not rushing to take her cunt in one bite, but tracing it inch by inch.

'Ahhh... good disciple... you... you...'

Before she could finish, she already felt her cunt reaching its limit, with gush after gush of nectar about to burst out.

'Splurt, splurt...'

Wave after wave of squirting sounds rang out, and a large amount of white juice shot out of Feng Aoxian's cunt, splashing onto the flesh-colored stockings.

Wei Yang didn't stop. Watching the white juice spray out, he frantically licked the flesh-colored stockings covering her cunt.

'So sweet... Master... your nectar is like immortal wine... I want to drink it all...'

'Smack... smack... give me a little more, Master... this little bit isn't enough to eat...'

'Ah... you little pervert... mm ah... hmm... ugh... so hard to take...'

'You're so perverted... mm ah... hmm... you actually like someone's juices this much...'

'Later... mm... ugh... later my nectar... I'll... I'll give it all to you to eat...'

'If you... if you leave me... my nectar... I won't be able to live...'

'You little bastard... it itches so much inside...'

'Ahhh... uah... it's coming...'

'Quick... quick, put your mouth over it... seal it... seal my cunt up...'

'Take it all... mm-hmm... mm... take it all...'

Wei Yang opened his mouth and tightly pressed it against Feng Aoxian's cunt, then felt a tremor between her thighs as a large amount of warm nectar all sprayed out, part of it flowing into Wei Yang's mouth and filling his teeth with it.

Feng Aoxian was spraying so much that even through the flesh-colored stockings, her juices still seeped through the fabric's restraint and poured into Wei Yang's mouth.

Feng Aoxian's body kept trembling. After a while, once all the nectar had been sprayed out, her body gradually calmed down.

She panted in big gasps, her eyes hazy, as if she had just fought a life-or-death battle, sweat shining all over her body.

Wei Yang's mouth was filled with nectar, but he didn't swallow it right away. Instead, he kept licking around her cunt.

Little by little, Wei Yang licked up Feng Aoxian's upper body and reached the unusually full areolas on her chest.

With every lick, some crystal-clear nectar slipped from his mouth, and only after both nipples were thoroughly soaked did Wei Yang move past them and reach Feng Aoxian's stunning red lips.

'Master, taste your own flavor. I saved this especially for you.'

Seeing Feng Aoxian's parted red lips, Wei Yang kissed her, passing the nectar he had kept in his mouth into her lips.

'Bad... bad little disciple... you... you bully your master...'

Feng Aoxian instinctively opened her mouth and kissed Wei Yang back, her scarlet tongue actively stirring in his mouth.

This sight made Wei Yang unbearably excited. A cold, proud fairy like her, once she got aroused, was impossible to handle.

She was crazier than anyone else, that scarlet tongue tip sliding quickly between Wei Yang's teeth and lips, while the nectar in both their mouths kept mingling and blending with saliva.

'Mwah... good disciple, does Master's saliva taste good?'

At that moment, Feng Aoxian opened her eyes and looked at Wei Yang with a hazy gaze.

'Not enough, I want to eat it every day... your saliva tastes so good, I want more...'

Wei Yang said excitedly, his soft tongue winding around Feng Aoxian's red tongue.

Their mouths parted slightly, leaving only their scarlet tongues outside, rubbing and tangling quickly, while drops of liquid kept falling onto the bed.

It wasn't just saliva, but also Feng Aoxian's nectar.

'Ssshh... slurp... suck...'

As their tongues tangled, obscene sounds kept ringing out.

Neither of them wanted to leave the other, both wanting to swallow the other whole.

'Bad disciple, you're about to melt Master's tongue...'

At last, after their tongues had fused together for a long time, Feng Aoxian took her tongue back on her own, while both hands untied the ultra-thin gauze robe on her body, revealing that pair of full breasts.

'Lick!'

Feng Aoxian stared at Wei Yang and said only one word, while at the same time spitting a large mouthful of saliva into the cleavage between her breasts.

Wei Yang trembled. It was the first time he realized that his Master, Feng Aoxian, was so depraved in bed, practically like a slut.

Her usual cold arrogance was gone now; she was a woman drowning in lust.

Wei Yang opened his mouth and licked it up, using his soft tongue to spread the saliva from between her breasts across the two mounds.

'Suck them in. Hard. Today they belong to you.'

'I belong to you too...'

Feng Aoxian lifted her head, her eyes filled with unstoppable lust, and with both hands she squeezed her pale breasts, offering them up to Wei Yang's mouth.

'Mm, Master, even if you made me immortal, I still wouldn't want it.'

'I want to cling to Master every day. Master, you're my life.'

Wei Yang licked her breasts while continuously whispering sweet words.

'My good baby, Master loves you.'

Feng Aoxian said excitedly, feeling the liquid in her cunt growing more and more intense, almost ready to spray again.

But she knew she had to hold it in now, because these juices were specially saved for her good disciple.

She wanted to watch her good disciple swallow stream after stream of crystal-clear nectar, to satisfy her near-perverse hunger.

'Master baby, you're mine. Your body, your stockings, your pretty feet, your shoes, everything about you is mine.'

Wei Yang swallowed at her breasts mouthful after mouthful.

'Mm, good little disciple, everything of Master's is yours...'

Feng Aoxian felt her body trembling nonstop, as if a liquid inside her breasts was about to burst out.

After licking for a long time, Feng Aoxian pressed Wei Yang down onto the bed, forehead against his, and said with a grin:

'Good little disciple, how do you want to play next?'

'Ah... Master... I... I'll do whatever you say...'

Wei Yang said, staring at Feng Aoxian's infinitely depraved expression.

'Then... Master will be your queen...'

'No... Master won't just be your queen, she'll also be your mother...'

Before Wei Yang could react, Master's expression suddenly changed, and she said coldly, 'Rotten son, lie still for Mommy...'

'Now Mommy is going to punish you, you boy who wants to fuck his mom. That's truly unfilial...'

At this moment, Feng Aoxian looked exactly like a queen, proud and cold, gazing down at Wei Yang from above.

'Mommy... Queen...'

Wei Yang hadn't finished speaking before Feng Aoxian cut him off: 'Shut up, you perverted son who likes licking your birth mother's stockinged pretty feet. Mommy is going to punish you now... punish you by making you drink Mommy's holy water...'

'Lie still... don't move...'

Seeing Wei Yang try to sit up, Feng Aoxian snorted again.

She half-squatted her body, gently tore the flesh-colored stockings between her legs, and revealed her full, pink cunt dripping with nectar.

The lace panties over her cunt were pulled aside, and then she planted her legs on both sides of Wei Yang and lowered her hips into a half squat.

Wei Yang stared at the massive, white buttocks about to come down, his eyes blazing hot.

The juices from that cunt dripped onto Wei Yang's face.

One drop, two drops, three drops... the falling speed got faster and faster.

'Master, do you want me to lick you like this?'

Wei Yang asked. At this moment, he was lying on the bed while Feng Aoxian stood half-squatting with her back to him, her buttocks only a hand's breadth from Wei Yang's face. With so much juice dripping down, Wei Yang wanted to lift his head and sweep his tongue across the cunt.

'Want to lick it?'

Feng Aoxian showed a cold smile, as if at this moment it was Feng Aoxian playing with him, not him playing with Feng Aoxian.

'Mm... yes, I really do.'

Wei Yang said.

'Then be good and lie still, stick your tongue out, and stay there without moving. Also, don't call me Master; call me Mommy Darling...'

'From now on, I am your mother, Liu Xuanyin...'

'Say it...'

Feng Aoxian said coldly.

In Wei Yang's eyes, Feng Aoxian was simply a shape-shifting witch.

'Mommy... Mommy darling...'

Wei Yang hesitated, then finally said it.

'Some hesitation. Say it again.'

'This time, call me Mommy's good little baby...'

Feng Aoxian still wore a cold expression, but her depraved body was growing more and more frantic, and under her seduction the two of them were about to stage an incestuous mother-and-son scene.

'Mommy's good little baby!'

Wei Yang said.

'Mm, good. Mommy is going to reward you now... just don't move, whatever you do...'

Seeing Feng Aoxian's hips lowering gently and the nectar dripping from her cunt, Wei Yang subconsciously thought of his own mother.

At that moment, Feng Aoxian had thoroughly stirred up the maternal longing inside him.

Right now, he completely took Feng Aoxian for his birth mother, Liu Xuanyin.

Wei Yang stretched out his tongue, and as he watched the nectar dripping down, a large amount of juice fell onto the tip of his tongue.

But just as his tongue was about to lick the cunt, Feng Aoxian's hips lifted back up.

'Mommy's good little baby, your child wants a taste...'

Wei Yang had completely fallen into this mother-and-son incest roleplay.

'Hmph, you beast. You actually want to lick Mommy's filthy cunt too? That's utterly unfilial!'

Feng Aoxian didn't look at him, but from her words one could imagine the endlessly depraved expression on her face.

'Only your father is allowed to lick Mommy's filthy cunt. You can't lick it...'

'No... Mommy, Mommy...'

Wei Yang panicked. It was right in front of him, how could this be so maddening?

At this moment, in his mind he was already imagining Feng Aoxian as his own mother, Liu Xuanyin. That solemn, dignified expression had truly contained a mother's love back then, at least before she abandoned him.

As that fantasy deepened, Wei Yang's heart trembled; the maternal longing that had been sealed away for years seemed to have been completely dug out.

Liu Xuanyin's beauty was more solemn and dignified, aloof and proud. In some ways she was similar to Master Feng Aoxian, but she had more poise, a trace of elegance, and the authority of a mother.

Feng Aoxian and Liu Xuanyin both had proud, cold temperaments, but deep down Feng Aoxian was full of seduction.

'You rebellious little boy, you really want to fuck Mommy...'

'However, even if Mommy can't let you fuck her, she can still give you a little perk...'

'Stick your tongue up and lick Mommy's filthy cunt hard...'

It seemed Feng Aoxian was deliberately using Liu Xuanyin's identity to stimulate Wei Yang, pushing his forbidden maternal lust to the limit.

At this moment Feng Aoxian's face was utterly dazed, her scarlet lips parted as her tongue lightly licked between them.

Her hips slowly lowered, and when she came close to Wei Yang's face, she immediately felt warmth as a nimble tongue burrowed into her cunt, wriggling forcefully like a little snake.

'Uu... mm-hah... iih...'

Feng Aoxian felt an unprecedented shiver sweep through her entire body. The lust she had been building for so long, simulating mother-and-son incest, made the juices in her cunt pour down like running water.

Wei Yang instantly felt his tongue flooded with a hot, filthy scent, and those scalding juices, spraying out wave after wave, all poured into his mouth.

Wei Yang's tongue burrowed into Feng Aoxian's cunt and churned quickly, his lips pressing against her pussy and completely covering it, leaving not a single drop to leak out.

'Splurt... splurt...'

Huge gushes of juices kept spraying out, and that incestuous stimulation, suppressed and fermented for so long, made both of their bodies spasm.

'Mm-hm... ahhh... uah... ha... ha...'

Feng Aoxian's mouth burst into a string of moans.

She never would have imagined that this forbidden lust could be so stimulating.

If Wei Yang really had such a relationship with his birth mother Liu Xuanyin, how thrilling that would be.

Thinking of that, another fierce shiver shot through Feng Aoxian's cunt, and more wave after wave of juice and piss couldn't be held back as they sprayed into Wei Yang's mouth.

'Ah mm... ugh... ha... ha...'

After she finished spraying, Feng Aoxian panted in big gasps, her whole body soaked through, and the flesh-colored stockings on her legs were completely drenched as well.

Her feet were planted on the soft bed, her beautiful white stockinged feet writhing constantly, while the area around them was soaked through by the sweat dripping down.

She felt as if she had been drenched in a rain of juices, and at that moment she wanted nothing more than to shove those soaked stockinged feet into her good disciple's mouth and watch him lick them madly.

Wei Yang's mouth, sealing Feng Aoxian's cunt, was already filled with juice and piss, and then a gurgling sound came up.

He swallowed the liquid in his mouth, and just as he wanted to lick again, he found Feng Aoxian's cunt had already slipped past his gaze.

Lying still on the bed, he was a little confused. Before he could think further, he heard Feng Aoxian's voice, three parts cold, three parts angry, and three parts intoxicated, ring out: 'Lie there and don't move. Mommy is going to rub her cunt against your mouth...'

After saying that, Feng Aoxian started grinding her hips back and forth.

Her pale, beautiful butt pressed against Wei Yang's face; that warm, depraved liquid soaked his entire cheek, and then the beautiful butt started moving, sliding from his forehead.

Wei Yang stretched his tongue out, waiting for the cunt to slide across it.

'Mm-ah...'

Feng Aoxian covered her lips and gave a low moan, feeling the warm tongue slowly rubbing across her pussy...

Starting from near her navel, it slid over the wet pink cunt and then to the rear opening. In that instant, when the tongue crossed the ass at her rear, Wei Yang's tongue churned wildly in the center of the bud.

That filthy scent was even more stimulating, and he could also feel a large amount of nectar seeping from inside the asshole.

In the end, the butt slid past, and Wei Yang's tongue brushed across Feng Aoxian's lower body.

'Ugh... bad son... filthy son... beastly son...'

'You actually really have improper thoughts about Mommy...'

'You filthy little bastard who wants to commit incest with Mommy. Rather than let you go out and embarrass yourself, Mommy might as well smother you with her ass today...'

'Ahhh... I can't take it anymore... bad son... you're so good at licking...'

'Mommy is being flooded by your tongue...'

'Put a little more force into it. Mommy's big ass is yours... only you are qualified to lick Mommy's big ass...'

Feng Aoxian cried out in excitement, then twisted her hips and frantically ground them against Wei Yang's face.

At this point, Wei Yang's face was completely covered with juice, and that seemingly endless liquid all poured into his mouth.

Streams of juice kept spurting from the anus at her beautiful butt.

'Splurt... splurt... splurt...'

'Mm-ah... bad son... how can you lick so well... Mommy is about to be licked to death...'

'I can't do it anymore... Mommy will never be able to leave you for the rest of her life... let Mommy come...'

'Ah... speed up a little more... add a little more force... eat Mommy's ass...'

'Splurt... splurt...'

'Ah mm... mm mm mm... ah wu...'

'I'll give it all... I'll give you all of Mommy's holy water...'

'You're Mommy's good baby... the holy water Mommy has saved for decades was kept just for you... even your father isn't qualified to drink Mommy's holy water...'

In her frenzy, Feng Aoxian's beautiful butt twisted with greater and greater force, making Wei Yang's head sway back and forth.

At this moment, Wei Yang also experienced Master Feng Aoxian's craziness.

The depravity in her bones was completely unleashed, and Wei Yang could tell that his master's hatred for his birth mother, Liu Xuanyin, ran deep.

But he didn't think too much about it. He still buried his head under that beautiful butt and frantically drank the juices.

'Splurt... splurt... splurt...'

The spurting from both the anus and the cunt continued, lasting for dozens of breaths without stopping.

Wei Yang couldn't take care of both sides at once, so he kept switching his mouth back and forth between the two places, swallowing that spraying nectar.

Half the juices went down his throat, while the other half splattered across his cheeks, forehead, and nose.

Finally, Feng Aoxian let out an extreme moan, and the last nectar from both the cunt and the asshole sprayed out together.

'Splurt...'

These two gushes of nectar were even stronger and larger than before, and Wei Yang's mouth, just emptied by swallowing the juice, was filled again.

'So... so good...'

Feng Aoxian moaned, her beautiful butt sitting directly on Wei Yang's face, her body going limp.

Wei Yang was pressed until he could barely breathe, and after his cheek and her buttocks came into contact, the slick fluid rubbed between them.

'Baby...'

Seemingly sensing Wei Yang's hurried breathing, Feng Aoxian quickly lifted her butt, then turned and lay across Wei Yang, her bright red tongue licking his face.

Her eyes were full of tenderness, from his forehead to the corners of his eyes, his face, his nose, and finally into Wei Yang's mouth.

Their tongues fused together again, and along with a great deal of nectar, saliva and juice dripped from between their lips.

'Mm... my good baby... I love you to death...'

'Mm, Master, I love you too...'

Wei Yang wrapped both arms around Feng Aoxian's back and pulled her into his embrace, then frantically kissed her tongue.

After a moment, their breathing grew ragged, and the wet kiss finally came to an end.

“Master, is the roleplay over?”

Wei Yang looked at her and asked.

“Is that what you call roleplay? Interesting name. But we’re still missing the very last bit...”

As he stared at her in confusion, Feng Aoxian sat up, walked to the bed, and picked up a pair of pale pink shoes, slipping them onto her stocking-clad feet, still damp with sweat.

“The ending is the story of a queen mother teaching her naughty son a lesson...”

Before Wei Yang could react, Feng Aoxian looked down at him from above, her expression domineering and queenly. “Lick them properly for Mother... Clean those shoes off!”

Feng Aoxian stood with her feet on either side of Wei Yang. Her right foot, still in the pale pink shoe, extended toward him, the toe of the shoe hanging from it, while the sheer stockings on her feet gleamed with a clear sheen of sweat.

“Don’t use your hands. Take the shoes off with your mouth, then put Mother’s stockinged feet in your mouth and swallow them whole!”

Feng Aoxian said haughtily.

Her stockinged foot, with the pale pink shoe dangling from her toes, came closer.

Wei Yang opened his mouth and pressed against the toe of the shoe, but before he could even lick it, Feng Aoxian’s beautiful foot came down onto his face.

“This is punishment for your filthy fantasy about Mother.”

Feng Aoxian gazed down at Wei Yang. Her right foot moved quickly across his cheek, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, while her eyes remained half-lidded as she watched him.

Wei Yang licked the pale pink shoe for a while, then bit the toe and pulled it off.

“You beastly son. Mother’s sweat is going to smother you...”

A smile full of teasing discipline surfaced on Feng Aoxian’s face. Her stockinged foot, already soaked through with sweat, was pushed straight into Wei Yang’s mouth.

Wei Yang sucked and licked at her stockinged foot in big eager gulps. A moment later, he bit down on the stocking at the toe and tore it open, exposing her toenails painted a pale pink.

Wei Yang wrapped both hands around Feng Aoxian’s right foot while his tongue worked tirelessly between her toes. The strange fragrance drifting from the gaps between her toes drove the swelling in his crotch to its limit.

Of course, Feng Aoxian had noticed his condition long ago, but she didn’t care. She was going to thoroughly train this utterly perverse disciple and draw out the mother fixation hidden deep in his heart.

“Does it smell good, bad son?”

Feng Aoxian smiled faintly, looking down at him as her toes flexed. She pinched Wei Yang’s tongue between her thumb and forefinger and toyed with it.

“Mmm... It smells so good... So much sweat... Mother’s feet are the greatest delicacy in the world. I could eat them forever...”

“Then swallow every bit of it.”

Feng Aoxian loosened her toes and shoved the toes slick with sweat straight into Wei Yang’s mouth.

Five toes twined and stirred inside Wei Yang’s mouth, the wet saliva and the sweet sweat from her feet mixing together into a strangely intoxicating taste.

Feng Aoxian watched him with narrowed eyes. Then she crouched down, planted her left foot on Wei Yang’s face, and after a few gentle presses, slipped off the pale pink shoe and rubbed him with her stockinged foot in quick, relentless strokes.

“What a filthy son. You’re actually this happy eating Mother’s feet...”

“What will you do when you can’t eat them anymore?”

As she spoke, Feng Aoxian’s two stocking-clad feet slid over Wei Yang’s cheeks, his mouth, and the skin around his eyes, while she lay down and pressed her fair, breathtaking face against the bulge in his pants.

“So big!”

A flash of surprise surfaced in Feng Aoxian’s eyes. She hadn’t expected that a boy in his teens could already have such an imposing length, rigid as an iron rod.

She couldn’t help rubbing her cheek lightly against the iron rod through his robe, her breathing growing shallower.

As the hot breath from her mouth washed over him, Wei Yang’s lower body felt as if it were about to burst, and his length swelled even further.

“It got... even bigger... How amazing...”

Feng Aoxian looked at the motionless cock with an odd gleam in her eyes, then opened her mouth and took it in through the robe...

“I... I’m about to lose control...”

Wei Yang said breathlessly while licking between Feng Aoxian’s fair toes.

“Hmph. If you dare cum, Mother will bite it off.”

“Your first load has to come out in Mother’s mouth...”

As Feng Aoxian widened her mouth to swallow the cock, she also stuffed her two stockinged feet deeper into Wei Yang’s mouth.

Wei Yang forcefully held back the urge to erupt, and at that moment the ever-turning Yin-Yang Longevity Flame suddenly changed, sending the power inside him surging wildly.

“A breakthrough?”

Wei Yang froze. He could clearly feel his cultivation skyrocketing inside him, and at the same time the urge to cum was rapidly forced back down.

A moment later, Feng Aoxian looked at the scene of Wei Yang’s lower body soaked through with her saliva, her face suddenly flushing red. Then she pulled her pair of stockinged feet out of his mouth.

“All right, that’s enough for today.”

Feng Aoxian stood up and said from above.

“Master... Is it over?”

“Ah, I’ll give you one more little bonus...”

“Open your mouth and catch it.”

Feng Aoxian parted her bright red lips, and clear, glistening saliva dripped from the tips of her teeth into Wei Yang’s already open mouth.

Drops after drop fell in. Wei Yang stirred them around with his tongue a few times before swallowing them down.

This went on for several dozen breaths, until every last drop of saliva in Feng Aoxian’s mouth had been emptied.

“Was that good, my good disciple?”

Feng Aoxian lay on top of Wei Yang and asked with a giggle.

“Mm. Master’s sweat, nectar, and saliva are all the finest wine in the world. This disciple wants to eat them every day from now on.”

“You greedy little thing. If you don’t behave and listen to your master, then I won’t let you have any.”

After saying that, Feng Aoxian held Wei Yang tightly in her arms, though in her heart she was thinking, Liu Xuanyin, oh Liu Xuanyin, your son is mine now. So what if you really do become an immortal someday?

“My good disciple, sleep holding Master tonight.”

“Master wants to sleep in your arms...”

“Mm. I’m going to hold my little Aoxian treasure to sleep every night.”

Wei Yang revealed a blissful smile.

“Hmph, shameless. You even call me your little Aoxian treasure.”

Feng Aoxian buried her face in Wei Yang’s neck, nuzzling against him hard as she said coquettishly.

“Little Aoxian treasure, little Aoxian treasure, little Aoxian treasure...”

Wei Yang tightly wrapped his arms around Feng Aoxian’s damp, supple body, and without washing up, the two of them sank into a deep sleep...