The Wicked System: Path of the Devourer Chapter 8 Crossing the Rubicon

"Yes. Just like that. You're so good to me, Sister-in-law."

Zhang Wenbin vigorously deployed both his mouth and hands to devour her succulent breasts. Thrusting his hips aggressively, he forced her hand to begin stroking the thick shaft in a rhythmic motion, moaning roughly, "Sister-in-law... whose is bigger... mine, or your husband's?"

Qin Lan's hand moved mechanically, the motion incredibly clumsy and stiff. Hearing such unbelievably filthy words, she shamefully squeezed her eyes shut, utterly refusing to dignify him with an answer.

Zhang Wenbin chuckled wickedly. He ferociously locked onto her snow-white breast tissue and sucked powerfully, creating incredibly wet, loud smacking noises. The intensely obscene sounds alone made Qin Lan feel as though she was going completely insane.

Amidst her violent trembling, Zhang Wenbin's mouth slowly trailed a wet path of kisses up the column of her neck. Qin Lan subconsciously tried to evade him, but Zhang Wenbin swiftly captured her bright red lips in a dominating kiss, panting, "Sister-in-law... make me feel good... and I will extract your vengeance for you. I promise I will make that bastard beg for death."

His words functioned exactly like a demonic pact, completely overpowering the traditional, kind-hearted farm woman's morality. All the repressed injustice and misery surged to the forefront of her mind, drastically reducing her resistance to his incredibly intimate invasion.

Yet, the deeply ingrained chastity of her upbringing wouldn't surrender. She still kept her eyes screwed shut and her jaw locked tight, playing the unwilling victim, completely refusing to cooperate.

Zhang Wenbin lightly pinched the fully erected, engorged nipple between his fingers, giving it a sharp, cruel twist. The sudden burst of acute, aching pleasure made Qin Lan instinctively gasp in shock.

The very instant her jaw parted, Zhang Wenbin ruthlessly seized the opportunity, driving his tongue deep into her mouth, brazenly ravaging her tender, sweet tongue.

This kiss was exactly like tossing a lit match into gasoline. The previously uncooperative Qin Lan's breathing rapidly accelerated. Her soft, delicate tongue gradually began to respond. Coupled with the relentless, electrifying waves of pleasure generated by the man's calloused hands ravaging her gargantuan breasts...

The beautiful widow's voluptuous body slowly dissolved into a puddle of compliant mush. She began to writhe subtly beneath him, exhibiting uncontrollable, highly primal responses.

The kiss was phenomenally intense. Not only was she entirely suffocated, but even Zhang Wenbin felt his brain was on the verge of exploding. By the time their lips finally separated, a thick, glistening string of saliva connected their mouths.

Qin Lan lay spread-eagled, her hair an utter mess, her face flushed with a heavy, intoxicated crimson hue. The massive breasts heaved dramatically up and down with her chaotic, ragged gasping.

Zhang Wenbin was so unyieldingly hard he was practically in agony. No longer satisfied by her incredibly clumsy, inadequate handjob, he forcefully hauled the beautiful widow up and aggressively flipped her around so she was kneeling over him on all fours. He snarled roughly, "Sister-in-law... suck it out for me!"

Qin Lan opened her eyes, her gaze already clouded by a hazy, delirious mist. Floating directly in front of her face was the man's rock-solid, monstrous cock.

The glans was terrifyingly huge, the size of a raw egg, radiating an aura of lethal intent. The shaft was intimidatingly thick and long, heavily roped with pulsing, dark blue veins. The intensely concentrated male musk radiating from it made Qin Lan feel completely suffocated, rendering her body totally limp as a searing wave of profound heat crashed into her core.

Zhang Wenbin felt his blood boiling out of control. He brazenly pressed the massive mushroom head directly against her slightly parted lips, demanding urgently, "Hurry up and suck it out for me, Sister-in-law! I swear, as long as you make me cum, I absolutely won't fuck you tonight!"

At this juncture, concepts like chastity and modesty were little more than hollow illusions. The psychological defenses of this deeply traditional woman had successfully been utterly obliterated.

A man's oath in the throes of lust is the most untrustworthy promise on earth—prior to cumming, he is an insatiable demon; immediately after, a pious saint. But its primary utility was providing the woman with an irrefutable excuse for self-deception.

It's true! As long as I let the man cum... he won't have the energy to torment me anymore! As long as he doesn't penetrate me... I technically guarded my chastity!

Operating purely on self-deception, Qin Lan hurdled over her own mental barrier. Furthermore, the monstrous, terrifying organ gripped in her hand emanated an aura she found surprisingly impossible to detest.

Seeing her simply gripping the massive cock without moving, Zhang Wenbin took the initiative, aggressively bucking his hips upward. He ground the heavy glans directly against her tender lips, panting roughly, "Be a good Sister-in-law, hurry up! If you don't take it, I won't be able to hold back! Don't blame me if I end up forcefully raping you! And if you don't let me use the front hole... I will just violently tear open your backdoor!"

"Don't speak such filthy nonsense! How could you ever do it in that place..."

Qin Lan shot him an incredibly shy, resentful glare. That surprisingly flirtatious look sent an electric jolt of extreme excitement straight down Zhang Wenbin's spine. Does that mean the gorgeous widow is absolutely still a virgin in the back? Maybe I can find an excuse to utterly shatter her backdoor later...

Fucking her tight little asshole definitely doesn't count as traditional copulation, right?

As Zhang Wenbin indulged in entirely depraved fantasies, Qin Lan had already bowed her head in profound humiliation. Gently squeezing the thick shaft, she extended the very tip of her soft tongue and hesitantly licked the bulbous head. Her voice trembled violently, "I... I've never done this before... you have to tell me exactly how to do it..."

Hearing this, Zhang Wenbin was a hair's breadth from fully metamorphosing into a mindless beast. Roaring with immense excitement, he demanded, "Sister-in-law... you never licked your husband's cock?!"

The obscenely crude question further assaulted the beautiful widow's sense of shame. Her face burned searing hot with humiliation, but she huffed coyly, "My husband was a refined, educated teacher! He would never be as wicked and debauched as you, knowing all these filthy, vile methods!"

So she's a virgin of the mouth too?! Zhang Wenbin was absolutely ecstatic. Both of his large hands roughly seized the back of her head, shoving her downwards as he eagerly rushed her. "Hurry up and lick it, Sister-in-law! If you don't hurry, I really won't be able to hold it in! And if I explode, don't blame me for breaking my promise!"

"I know..."

Not only was the smell not fundamentally repulsive, but it actually radiated an intensely unique, captivatingly masculine musk that made her head swim. Closing her eyes in absolute shame, she treated it exactly like eating an ice lolly, extending her exceedingly tender, pink tongue and dragging it smoothly along the glans.

The intensely wet, profoundly slippery sensation caused the virgin Zhang Wenbin to essentially experience oral sex for the absolute first time in his life. His jaw dropped open as he let out a loud groan, nearly screaming out loud from the raw pleasure.

He had watched his fair share of adult videos, but feeling this unimaginably exquisite sensation for himself in reality shot a lethal dose of adrenaline straight to his brain.

"Yes! Exactly, Sister-in-law! Keep licking just like that, treat it like an ice lolly!"

"You're incredible, Sister-in-law! Your tongue is so fucking soft! Keep moving your hand too!"

"Don't just lick the head! You have to lick the entire shaft!"

Perhaps women simply possessed an innate, biological talent. After surviving the initial shock of profound shame, Qin Lan began to gradually loosen up. She even found herself questioning why she was feeling a genuine burst of pride at receiving this filthy man's praise.

Since she had already crossed the Rubicon, she didn't bother pretending to be demure any longer. Shooting Zhang Wenbin a highly seductive, coquettish glare, her small hand firmly gripped the thick shaft as she continuously stroked him up and down.

She even actively used her free hand to part the man's thighs wider. Showering wet kisses down the length of the shaft, her unbelievably soft tongue aggressively descended, beginning to meticulously lap at his heavy testicles.

Zhang Wenbin let out an ecstatic roar. He had only intended to ask her to lick the shaft, but he hadn't expected her to enthusiastically lower her head and lick his balls without being told! Even with her total lack of experience, the sheer psychological and physical stimulation for a virgin was absolutely devastating.

The beautiful widow's head was entirely buried in his crotch. Her cascade of messy hair completely obscured her face and expressions, but the immensely filthy, utterly obscene wet slurping sounds ringing in his ears were an unparalleled aphrodisiac.

Perhaps it was the 'ostrich effect'; since no one else could see how incredibly shameful she was acting, Qin Lan became increasingly uninhibited. Not only was she passionately licking, but she spontaneously began tenderly kissing his manhood without any guidance, entirely intoxicated, as if she were happily savoring the most exquisite delicacy on earth.

"That's so fucking amazing, Sister-in-law. Your mouth feels so incredibly good!"

Zhang Wenbin lay entirely spread-eagled across the bed, so blissfully comfortable he could barely even regulate his breathing enough to speak.

He couldn't help but slowly glance around the room. It was a massive pity that this house contained literally nothing but four bare walls. If only he had spotted a framed wedding photo somewhere. To enjoy the very first fellatio this beautiful widow had ever given a man—right underneath the watchful eyes of her dead husband's wedding portrait—would likely be a high capable of launching his soul straight into orbit.

Qin Lan smacked her lips noisily as she slurped. Perhaps it was the spontaneous awakening of her female instincts, but the man's extremely vocal responses provided her with an intense wave of highly rewarding feedback.

The pace of her hand vigorously stroking his shaft began to rapidly accelerate. The sensation was so intensely pleasurable Zhang Wenbin was audibly hissing as he inhaled. Had the System not heavily fortified his physical vessel, as a complete virgin, he would have undoubtedly fired off a shot ages ago under this much sensory overload.

"Sister-in-law, take it inside. Stop just licking the balls! Swallow the whole head deep into your mouth."

The surging tidal wave of stimulation was driving Zhang Wenbin utterly insane. Unable to contain himself, he sat up entirely. Roughly tangling his fingers into her hair, he issued the harsh command in a raspy, gravelly snarl.

At this exact moment, Qin Lan was on her hands and knees in a highly submissive, doggy-style posture. Because of the angle, her impossibly gargantuan breasts hung straight down like two massive papayas. They were completely covered in an absolute mess of Zhang Wenbin's hickeys, bite marks, and dried saliva. Unable to resist, Zhang Wenbin viciously reached out with both hands, aggressively manipulating the colossal, overwhelmingly soft mounds.

Qin Lan let out a high-pitched, completely involuntary moan. She raised her head, looking at Zhang Wenbin with tear-misted eyes that practically overflowed with extreme shyness and profound coquettishness.

Her hair was a disaster; her face was an absolute shade of crimson. The previously incredibly demure, highly traditional widow currently radiated an intensely sinful, slutty aura, exuding a feral, suffocating femininity that incited pure, fiery lust.

The man's gaze was devastatingly predatory, yet it simultaneously served as a massive endorsement and extreme validation of her feminine allure. Qin Lan bashfully lowered her gaze, murmuring softly, "H-How do I do it... I don't know how..."

This submissive question whipped Zhang Wenbin into a frenzy. "Open your mouth wide! Slowly slip your lips over the head and swallow it all the way down! Remember to retract your teeth completely—do not let them scrape against my cock!"

With a tiny, helpless display of shyness, Qin Lan immediately obeyed, opening her beautiful little mouth. Her vibrant, red lips slowly slid over the monstrously large, terrifying glans, engulfing it entirely. The sudden sensation of her oral cavity being crammed to absolute capacity induced a strong wave of claustrophobia and choking.

But paradoxically, the sensation was incredibly exquisite. For a woman with an inherently weak, subservient personality, the act ignited an intoxicating, profoundly humiliating sense of total subjugation.

"Yes! Exactly like that! Make sure to suck tightly."

Zhang Wenbin grunted in immense satisfaction. Directly taking the back of her small head with his hands, he began aggressively dragging her forward, physically forcing his massive cock deeper down her throat.

The newly remolded, System-enhanced meat rod was fundamentally too colossal. Coupled with Qin Lan's complete lack of fellatio experience, she only managed to swallow barely a third of it before she began making desperate, highly uncomfortable gagging noises. This depth was absolutely the maximum limit she could physically accommodate.

"Right there! Good, now use your hand to stroke the rest of my cock while you suck!"

Zhang Wenbin roared in ecstasy. He slowly stood all the way up, effortlessly yanking her up by the hair to a seated position.

Now staring straight down at the demure, beautiful widow from a standing position, he took in the full scene. Her expression was highly uncomfortable, yet she remained remarkably obedient, keeping her mouth clamped tightly around his massive cock. Her eyes were pitiable, entirely flooded with a disorienting, hazy mist of tears.

"So fucking good, Sister-in-law! Fucking your mouth feels incredibly good."

Zhang Wenbin hissed in raw excitement. Aggressively driving his hips forward, he initiated a brutal, relentless thrusting rhythm directly inside her mouth. Qin Lan attempted to swallow as much of the shaft as she possibly could. Her breathing was highly erratic, but she remained entirely docile, fully indulging the man's manic, highly aggressive pumping.

Watching her frantically labor to engulf his massive meat rod, bobbing her head back and forth against his crotch, Zhang Wenbin was literally bordering on madness. The speed and sheer violence of his hip-thrusts escalated exponentially. Multiple times, he violently rearranged her soft palate, slamming heavily against the back of her throat.

The beautiful widow emitted agonizing, pained gagging sounds, but true to her impossibly submissive nature, she didn't struggle in the slightest. Instead, she simply tilted her head back slightly, staring up at Zhang Wenbin with incredibly pitiable, pleading eyes, silently begging the man to be slightly gentler.

Unfortunately for her, that specific, highly subordinate look functioned as high-octane fuel for an untamed beast. Especially combined with the immensely dominating, top-down perspective, allowing him a crystal-clear, unobstructed view of this remarkably traditional widow deeply violating herself to suck his cock.

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