Chapter 968 Jia Tanchun, Who Is Unforgettable

Chapter 968: 968 Jia Tanchun, Who Is Unforgettable

After Lu Ming finished, Wang Yi’s beautiful eyes gradually regained their senses as she watched him press Tan Chun down on the table again and continue his actions.

She liked Tan Chun very much. This Jia family girl was sensible, meticulous, and ruthless. She didn’t hesitate to punish palace maids and eunuchs who made mistakes, and she was fair in rewarding and punishing those who performed well.

Moreover, the best thing Jia Tan Chun did was to report all important matters in the Jiaosifang (Imperial Music Bureau) to Wang Yi, the Empress.

Even in urgent situations, she would explain the situation.

Although Lu Ming had specifically appointed her to manage the Jiaosifang, as the bureau grew larger, her power also increased. Most women would have become arrogant and might even have developed ambitions towards the Empress.

But Jia Tan Chun didn’t. Tan Chun was still the same Tan Chun—sensible, obedient, and shrewd.

She knew where her power came from, and she also knew Wang Yi’s place in Lu Ming’s heart.

It could be said that no one was more suitable to be Empress than Wang Yi.

They had been engaged long ago, a perfect match in terms of social standing.

Although the Wang family had declined by the time of their marriage, their relationship remained strong.

Most importantly, the Empress Dowager favored Wang Yi, and Wang Yi had given birth to a son.

This was the greatest advantage; of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is having no heir. Having a son was the greatest advantage!

As for Lu Ming, he did indeed prefer Tan Chun.

Of the four sisters of the Jia family—Yuan Chun, Ying Chun, Tan Chun, and Xi Chun—he liked Tan Chun the most. Beautiful, with a sweet voice, obedient and sensible, virtuous and kind—the best wife. What a pity.

If he had met her earlier, he probably would have chosen Tan Chun as his wife.

Born into the Jia family, into a noble and powerful clan, Tan Chun was destined to be unable to rationally consider the affairs of the Jia family.

Wang Yi had no burdens, no powerful relatives, so she wouldn’t be swayed.

From a rational perspective, this was the fundamental reason why the Empress could pacify the harem and prevent internal power struggles.

Tan Chun lay prone on the table, her position of being penetrated from behind filled her with shame. Even as an old married couple, she couldn’t control herself when others were watching.

At first, her moans were like a kitten’s, but as the thrusting increased, she gradually loosened her grip. The intense thrusts from behind were her source of pleasure.

She hadn’t been with other men, but she had heard from other wives who had been taken advantage of, especially her sister-in-law Wang Xifeng, that Lu Ming’s thrusts were the most powerful of all men... Every woman who had tried it was addicted.

"Mmm... ah... husband... be gentle... ah..."

Tan Chun begged in a seductive voice, but only received more intense thrusts in return.

Lu Ming’s desire was sudden and needed to be released forcefully; gentle stimulation couldn’t satisfy him.

His penis thrust rapidly between Tan Chun’s two snow-white buttocks, each thrust scraping against her tight, rosy vulva, bringing out a bit of pink flesh before pulling it back with each penetration. His large penis glistened with her vaginal fluids.

More vaginal fluid gushed from her honeyed depths, some flowing down her vulva, some being rubbed by his penis, forming a white, sticky discharge that clung to the entrance.

Each time it was inserted, a little more was drawn inside, and new fluid was quickly produced.

The fluid that had escaped unscathed was slapped against her clitoris by his rapidly shaking testicles, making a loud slapping sound... but there was so much fluid that a small amount still dripped onto the floor.

The loud slapping sounds of his testicles against her perineum gradually drowned out Tan Chun’s increasingly loud moans. Lost in the throes of penetration, Tan Chun no longer moaned softly like a kitten.

"Mmm...ah...husband...ah...too hard...ah...I can’t take it...ah...mmm...so good...ah...mmm..."

Tan Chun, now fully aroused, began to cry out wildly.

She didn’t need to worry about anyone suddenly walking in and seeing her in such a state.

No woman could withstand this intensity of thrusting; it would inevitably lead to uncontrollable lust.

Even so, Tan Chun’s moans weren’t overly lewd, but rather gentle and soft.

In the throes of intense lust, she needed no further stimulation. Her tight, moist vagina trembled and contracted incessantly, the slippery, wet flesh clinging tightly to Lu Ming’s thick penis, writhing and rubbing, sucking and enveloping it forcefully.

Lu Ming could clearly feel the changes in Tan Chun’s flower-like opening, and his intense desire to ejaculate gradually intensified under the embrace of her tender flesh.

He continued to thrust his enormous penis forcefully, the thick, long shaft reaching Tan Chun’s very core with each stroke, bringing intense stimulation to the deepest, most tender flesh.

His large, burning glans pressed heavily against Tan Chun’s flower chamber, each thrust echoing in her heart, determined to possess her entirely.

Under Lu Ming’s relentless and unrestrained onslaught, Tan Chun continuously let out long moans, her groans becoming unrestrained, without restraint, without shyness, only the purest orgasm and pleasure.

Suddenly, Lu Ming felt a spasm in the honeypot tightly enveloping his treasure, the vaginal walls contracting and grinding with increased intensity, his penis feeling as if it were being sucked and enveloped by a small mouth, incredibly pleasurable.

Lu Ming wanted to stop, clenching his buttocks, wanting to endure this overwhelming pleasure before unleashing another powerful thrust.

Just as he was about to succeed, Tan Chun screamed, and a gush of scalding heat suddenly shot out from deep within her flower-like opening, washing over Lu Ming’s penis.

With that one thrust, all of Lu Ming’s resistance failed.

His body convulsed, he exhaled, and his ejaculation could no longer be held back. His urethra throbbed, and the semen he had been holding back for so long shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

The thick, white semen sprayed unrestrainedly deep into Tan Chun’s flower-like opening, onto the walls of her uterus, filling her vaginal canal.

As Lu Ming ejaculated inside her, he also brought Tan Chun a final moment of pleasure. Her delicate, rosy lips parted wide, emitting a sweet, ecstatic moan.

Under the combined effects of her own orgasm and the scalding heat of Lu Ming’s semen, Tan Chun’s supine, snow-white body convulsed uncontrollably. Her infinitely beautiful face was raised high, gazing at the ceiling in a blissful trance, as if reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy.

Lu Ming slowly withdrew his penis from behind Tan Chun. With no obstruction, a mixture of white semen and vaginal fluid gushed out, instantly making Tan Chun’s buttocks a mess.

Tan Chun, who had been lying prone and being fucked, finally couldn’t hold on any longer and collapsed to one side. Fortunately, Lu Ming caught her, preventing her from falling heavily onto the mat.

Tan Chun, her face flushed, still savored the afterglow of her orgasm with her eyes tightly closed. Lu Ming lay beside her, lovingly holding her close, and Tan Chun rested her face comfortably against his strong chest.