Chapter 6 Cultivators Are Dickheads (R18)

Duncan's head was suddenly filled with information about something called Coiling Dragons Sutra. Duncan was shocked by this new event that he stopped in his tracks trying to figure out what this was all about.

As Duncan's mind worked, he quickly summarized what Coiling Dragon Sutra entailed. Of all things, it was a cultivation technique that was used to cultivate by having sex.

As Duncan perused the technique, he understood how it was done. The technique involved circulating the qi in your body in a certain way while having sex. It was incredible. Duncan never knew such a thing could be done. For a moment, he stood there dazed not knowing what to do.

"mmmm Duncan, what are you daydreaming about standing there? Didn't I teach you how to do it the first time? You haven't forgotten, right? Do you want me to give guidance once more?" Bessa chortled as she looked at Duncan standing there in a daze.

Duncan snapped out of his daze hearing her voice. When he heard what she said, he became embarrassed immediately. His face flamed up in embarrassment as he averted his eyes from her face.

He knew who the culprit was this misfortune to fall upon him. The shame of being teased by a beauty about guiding him to have sex burned inside him. He wasn't a sixteen-year-old boy anymore. He was eighteen and a man now.

Gritting his teeth, Duncan channeled all his anger and once more speared into Bessa hardly.

Just as Bessa wanted to tease him again, Duncan's dick speared into her rough and hard causing her to see stars. Before she could recover, Duncan once more slammed into her with abandon. Bessa's eyes rolled up as Duncan's dick felt as if it would tear through her womb.

Duncan's relentless assault took Bessa off guard. With each thrust, she felt her pussy stretch, causing her to moan and get lost in pleasure. She had never seen Duncan behave this roughly with her. In a strange way, Duncan's new behavior turned her on more. She began moaning and writhing under him with reckless abandon.

On the other hand, Duncan was becoming more and more angrier as he came out of his embarrassment.

'What the fuck is wrong with that old fart? Even if he is really a cultivator, can't he give me something that was normal? What kind of shit technique is this? Goddamn it! I can't even use this shit technique. It needs me to circulate qi in a certain manner. The problem is, I don't even know how to do it. Not to mention that I don't even have qi inside me. Is that old fart mocking me by giving me this technique?' Duncan roared inwardly.

First, the old fart had given him a severe headache causing him to almost die. Then, that fool had left him a technique that activated in the worst possible moment possible causing his embarrassment. He was even mocked by a beauty asking if he forgot how to fuck. How could a man stand that kind of humiliation?

Not to mention that this technique was totally useless to him. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. At that moment, he decided that all cultivators were dickheads who needed to be beaten up in the worst way possible. Especially that old fart! When he sees him tomorrow, he is going to bury his pickaxe right through his skull.

Duncan channeled all his anger into his ravishment of Bessa. He wasn't enjoying the pleasure a lay with Bessa brought him usually. Instead, he was venting his anger onto her.

'Yet another thing that old fart had ruined!!! Old fart, when I see you again, you are dead!!!' Duncan roared angrily.

Meanwhile, Bessa was like a lone boat being battered inside a stormy sea. The pleasure she was in was unlike anything she had experienced. Duncan's relentless assault made her mind go blank as she thrashed under him in absolute bliss. Her entire body was on fire as she quailed under him. Even her breathing became labored.

Even if Duncan had endless anger inside his heart, his body could only handle so much. Especially his little brother. Despite Duncan's reluctance, his little brother finally succumbed to nature's effects and discharged his load deep into Bessa's womb.

The moment Duncan felt his seed spill, a mysterious energy enveloped his body. The rush of that energy was so great that he felt as if he was in heaven. His endless anger was washed away with pure bliss and he felt his entire body refreshed as the mysterious energy flowed into him.

His knees gave out as he slumped on Bessa, who was a quivering mess under him. The feeling that came with sex this time was something indescribable to Duncan. His mind took a long while to calm down.

Meanwhile, Bessa was experiencing the pleasure of a whole new level. Duncan's relentless assault of her pussy gave her something she had never experienced before. It awoke something within her that craved being used like that again. In all her life, she had never known that laying with a man can be this good.

Duncan for his part felt as if his body was no longer weighed down by a mountain. He felt completely energized and even the headache he had been nursing since yesterday was gone.

The mysterious energy inside him was nourishing his whole body, taking away the pain, clearing hidden injuries, and boosting his vitality. His entire being felt as if he was completely reborn. Duncan had never experienced such a thing in his entire eighteen years of life.

As Duncan woke from his stupor, he looked down at Bessa who was looking at him with hooded eyes filled with contentment. Just as he shifted his body, he recognized that his little brother was still hard and buried in Bessa's body. With a wicked smirk, Duncan moved his hips again.

Becca's eyes snapped open as she stared at him in astonishment. She couldn't believe that Duncan wasn't done yet. This had been the best fucking she had ever had in her entire life and yet it was not over.

Normally, she would push the man away. For once the man spilled his seed, her work was done. But, she couldn't bring herself to push Duncan away at this moment. For the first time in her entire career as a whore, Bessa decided to do it for free. This would be her return gift to Duncan. And if he fucked her like he had fucked her earlier, then it would be all the better.

Meanwhile, Duncan didn't wait for any indication from Bessa. Instead, he once more pounded into her with renewed vigor. His re-energized body gave him all the needed energy to once more send Bessa into the land of bliss.

As Duncan's rhythm increased, Bessa's moans increased in intensity too. The second round of fucking wasn't anyway milder compared to the previous one. While the first one was driven by Duncan's anger, the second one was driven by this newfound energy inside him.

When Duncan was truly done with spilling his seed once more, Bessa was all the way in merryland. She was completely non-responsive when Duncan was done.

With a newborn pride, Duncan stepped out of Bessa's room and walked out of The Fallen Leaves Bar with a swagger in his steps. Big Rock merely raised an eyebrow at Duncan when he passed by him, but he didn't comment anything.

Duncan reached his home and once more settled into his bed. Compared to how downtrodden he had been when he left, he now had a big goofy grin plastered on his face.