Red headed Morsel

Below the mansion's training garden, the moonlight shines down on the pair of newlyweds. With smiles on each of their faces, the two engaged in melee using their favored weapons.

Like a dancing vine, Lin's bladed whip parried all of Liuming's slashes. Even though there was tacit understanding that it was only sparring, the two would push each other to the limit to achieve victory and gloat right after.

Their weapons locked, Lin's whip entwined against Liuming's sword, bringing their faces inches closer to each other.

"Are you sure you can keep up after training all day?" Liuming smirked.

"Are you implying I am tired? Hardly. After all, I do not need to put an effort in beating you."

Before, a taunt like this would send Liuming fuming. Now, with Lin's coy smile, the teasing only served to make her heart flutter.

"Is that so, then perhaps you need a reminder on who won our last bout?"

"You collapsed right after, that doesn't count."

Liuming laughed, "How ungraceful in defeat! Where is your honor, dear wife?"

"I have your honor right here..."

Despite Lin's words, her next actions were far from honorable. Their locked weapons were soon emulated by their lips as Lin kissed her wife out of the blue. The split second distraction was an opportunity Lin did not let pass as she planted a knee on Liuming's stomach, making her stumble backwards.

On Liuming's face was the glare she hadn't seen in a while. A glare like she wanted to skin Lin alive.

"You will pay for that dirty trick!" Liuming raised her sword in an arc, purple fireballs following in its wake.

As the 20 balls of fire illuminated the night sky, Lin chuckled. Her wife is pissed.

Pointing her sword at Lin, the fireballs all flew towards their target.

Lin immediately channeled her qi into her weapon, making the whip sizzle with electricity. Her wrists held up high while rotating like a tornado, the whip spun around Lin, forming a barrier of electricity that warded off the fireballs.

An explosion of electricity and fire shook the surroundings as their two techniques collided.

The smoke cleared, Lin immediately spoke up, "I think it's best we end our training here."

Liuming sheathed her sword back into the storage ring into her left hand. She might have agreed to call of their sparring, but not without a remark, indicating how upset she was.

"You dirty cheat!" Liuming crossed her arms, turning her back towards her wife.

"Don't tell me you're still upset?" The spry Lin asked, cutting off her wife's escape route before she could go back inside the mansion.

"After such a cheap shot, who wouldn't be!?"

After Liumingindulged her for some evening training, Lin was simply going to do her dirty like that? She wanted it to be done to her in the bedroom, not in an actual fight!

Suddenly, Lin went behind her wife. WIth her hand wrapped around Liuming's waist, Lin embraced Liuming, as if trying to put out the flames of anger by the warmth of her touch, Lin rested her head at her wife's shoulder.

"Then I apologize." Liuming said, kissing her wife's shoulder to add to the weight of her apology.

Lin's loving embrace along with her sincere kiss washed away the traces of anger in Liuming's heart, replacing it with budding excitement.

"Tsk. Praise your luck that your wife is a merciful one!" Liuming raised her tone, feigning being upset.

Even after working up a sweat during their training, Liuming's perfume tickled Lin's nose. It was supposed to be a simple apology, but being body to body combined with the sweet scent of her wife started to get her in the mood.

Halting her kisses, Lin whispered into her wife's ear, "I am definitely praising something, but it's not luck."

As Lin once again dove into her lover's neck, an erotic moan escaped from Liuming's lips as she reached backwards, ruffling her wife's blue hair. Even Liuming was starting to get lost in the moment. Then, Liuming felt Lin's hands move up, her hands now gently caressing Liuming's breasts, kneading them with care that made the lust on both of them grip their hearts even harder.

"You lecherous woman…aaah…but since I am your wife, I shall satisfy your depravity!"

Lin internally chuckled, her mouth busy kissing Liuming's neck. Her wife was one to talk about depravity when she loved getting whipped and verbally degraded. Still, Lin loved it when Liuming was playing the coy maiden.

While the two were lost in their own little world of pleasure, a masked woman on top of a sword dropped down in front of them.

"It looks like you two are getting along quite well. Am I even needed here?"

"Xiao, you're back!" Temporarily taken out of her lustful daze, Liuming happily exclaimed.

"Perfect timing." Lin said, flashing Xiao an inviting gaze. "How about lending a helping hand?"

Liuming gulped, an erotic kind of fear was inflicted upon her Both of them at the same time!?

But Liuming was curious, what kind of pleasure will her two lovers be able to provide her with their touch combined?

"Gladly." Xiao removed her mask, approaching Liuming and cupping her chin, forcing the two to look straight into each other's eyes. "Don't be nervous, we'll both be gentle."

All of a sudden, Liuming was carried by Xiao in her arms, while Lin dastardly swiped all the utensils off the nearest tea table that she and Xiao used to have before. With all three stricken with lust, they were all in agreement that must fuck Liuming in this garden right now. Lin gestured her open hand towards the table for Xiao to lay Liuming on the table, like a salacious feast that the two are about to partake in.

Soon, both of her lovers helped Liuming remove her clothes. Being the only one naked while her two partners remain clothed struck a chord of shame for Liuming, nothing but a morsel for the two women to sink their teeth upon.

From behind, Lin began kneading her wife's breasts once more. In front, Xiao opened both of Liuming's legs with delight. It did not take long for Liuming moaning to high heavens as Xiao went on her knees, her soft and wet tongue licking the folds of her pussy.

A minute later and Liuming was already gushing down below, Xiao savoring the sweetness of the redhead's wetness.

"Don't moan your heart out just yet, this is just foreplay." Lin whispered into her lover's ear.

Just foreplay!? Her knees were already soft as noodles, it would have given in if she wasn't seated at the table!

As if sharing one thought, Lin and Xiao exchange glances, making Xiao halt her tongue as the two flashed each other wicked smiles. It was time to tease Liuming to her limit.

Xiao's gentle ice technique was focused on her tongue, its pleasurable coldness licked Liuming's clit. Meanwhile, Lin sparked electricity on both of her thumb and index fingers, low enough not to cause discomfort but potent enough to inflict an erotic sting to both of Liuming's nipples.

Liuming was not ready for them both as the combined usage of their qi drowned Liuming in overwhelming pleasure, her back arched while her legs closed, achieving a height of orgasm she had never experienced before.

Soon after…

Liuming collapsed right after her climax, leaving her to nestle on top of Lin's thighs. Lin stroked her wife's hair. With a serene expression, Lin spoke to Xiao.

"This woman is simply precious, I have to thank you for bridging the two of us."