Taboo Conquest of Lustful Emperor

"Honey, does this look good?" Fei'er held up a snow-white long-sleeved shirt, gesturing happily in front of Li Long, 18 years old.

"It's nice, Fei'er, but it doesn't fully capture your charm. Here, I picked out a vest and a long silk skirt for you. You'll look stunning in these. Try them on!" Li Long said, noting Fei'er's preference for shirts but eager to see her in a skirt. He handed her a few pieces he'd chosen, anticipating the surprise.

"Here, husband..." Fei'er hesitated, eyeing the clothes.

Chen Xinmei, the waitress with a practiced seductive smile, stepped forward eagerly. "Beautiful lady, these pieces your husband selected will perfectly highlight your elegance. Why not give them a try?" she suggested, sneaking a glance at Li Long.

"Alright then!" Fei'er agreed, swayed by the woman's encouragement and Li Long's expectant look.

"Husband, are these two okay for me?" Meng'er approached, holding a blue vest and white three-quarter jeans, her face beaming.

"Those are great, Meng'er. Buy them. Pick out more if you like—whatever you want, I'll get it. Oh, and choose some skirts too. I love them on you!" Li Long said, leaning in to whisper the last part in her ear.

"Hehe! Just wait, husband!" Meng'er giggled, her ear tickling from his breath. She shot him a charming look, then boldly kissed his cheek under Chen Xinmei's gaze before darting off excitedly.

As his women stepped away, Li Long turned to Chen Xinmei, who kept stealing glances. Though less striking than Fei'er and Meng'er, her full figure and smooth, fair face—rating a 7.5—stirred him, especially after the sisters' earlier teasing. He sidled closer, pretending to reach for clothes behind her, brushing her shoulders and chest lightly. "Beauty, what do you think of this? It'd look great on you!" he said, holding a thin bra with an ambiguous grin.

"Hehe, handsome, your two beauties would outshine me in this!" Chen Xinmei replied, her sweet smile unwavering as she subtly grazed his hip with her hand, her eyes fixed on his chest.

Her touch thrilled Li Long, though he kept his composure. "Beauty, how about we become friends sometime?" he suggested.

"Alright!" Chen Xinmei swiftly handed him a note with her phone number. As he pocketed it, her face glowed even brighter.

"Husband, am I beautiful?" Fei'er emerged from the fitting room, her skirt swaying with her movements. She approached Li Long, who stared wide-eyed, and posed gracefully.

"You're gorgeous, Fei'er!" Li Long said, snapping out of his daze. His eyes roamed her tall frame, her 36C curves, slim waist, flat belly, round hips, and long, strong legs, all accentuated by the elegant skirt. His excitement surged.

Fei'er and Meng'er, each with over a dozen new outfits, tugged Li Long's hands happily, following Chen Xinmei's swaying hips to the intimate apparel section. Seeing the colorful accessories, Li Long's face lit up with a peculiar excitement, earning pinches from the sisters as they entered, blushing.

"Husband, wait here. Meng'er and I will be quick!" Fei'er said, noting the five or six women inside. Even the open-minded mixed-race beauty felt shy and suggested he stay in the rest area.

"Okay!" Li Long agreed, conceding to the middle-aged women around.

"You're the best, hubby!" Fei'er kissed his cheek, delighted, and started off with Meng'er. Suddenly, Li Long grabbed her hand. She turned, confused. "What's wrong?"

He whispered, "Hey, Fei'er, pick a few extra pieces—small, thin, bright colors!" Grinning under her playful scowl, he settled on the rest area sofa, flipping through a women's magazine with feigned interest.

Over an hour later, Li Long returned to the hotel with the rosy-cheeked sisters, his excitement indescribable.

"I love you for ten thousand years..." his phone rang. He answered casually.

"What's wrong, husband?" Fei'er asked from the passenger seat, noticing his sour expression post-call.

"Nothing, Fei'er, Meng'er. I'm taking you somewhere first, then we'll get back to romance, hehe!" Li Long masked his mood with a suggestive tone, turned the car, and drove to a secluded abandoned factory. As they neared, the sisters spotted several cars with headlights on, illuminating a dozen suited men around wriggling figures on the ground. Fear crossed their faces. "Husband, what are those people doing? Is it dangerous?" they asked.

"Haha, no worries—they're my men. Just some pesky bugs causing trouble tonight. Come, I'll show you something interesting!" Li Long said, parking and reassuring them.

"Got it!" The sisters' fear turned to excitement as they followed him toward the men in black suits.

"Boss!" Bai Zhanxiong greeted, kneeling with his men before Li Long, glancing curiously at the mixed-race beauties.

"Zhanxiong, is my aunt okay?" Li Long asked immediately.

"Boss, Sister Ping's unharmed, just shaken. She's resting in the car," Bai Zhanxiong reported, noting her fright despite his team's protection.

"Take me to her," Li Long said, relieved.

"Aunt, wake up. Xiaolong's here!" Li Long opened the car door, finding Li Ping asleep from shock and fatigue. He gently shook her.

"Xiaolong!" Li Ping woke, sobbing. "I thought I'd never see you again. This afternoon, I was heading to meet you when a runaway truck crashed into my car. It nearly killed me, but your bodyguard swerved into a field, avoiding it. Then men with steel pipes and axes attacked, but your bodyguards took them down in under a minute!" She clung to him, tears subsiding.

"Aunt, I'm so glad you're safe. I'll reward those bodyguards. Want to come ask who sent those men?" Li Long asked, relieved by his team's skill.

"No, Xiaolong. I'll rest here," Li Ping declined, knowing what would follow.

"Alright. I'll introduce you to two of my beauties later!" Li Long's face hardened as he approached the groaning men on the ground, followed by the curious Fei'er and Meng'er. Squatting by a bloodied young man, he grabbed his collar, lifting him effortlessly. "Who are you, and why target my aunt? Don't think silence saves you—it won't just be a beating or broken limbs. Want to vanish from this world? Ten seconds to answer, or it's the Pacific for you, and your family gets a one-way trip to Africa!" He released him and waited.

In under five seconds, the trembling man stammered, "I'll talk! Lisheng Group hired us. Please, spare my family..."

Satisfied, Li Long turned to Bai Zhanxiong. "Thank your two men—30,000 each. For these guys, find some local thugs to break one hand each, then hand them to the police," he whispered the last part.

"Got it, Boss!" Bai Zhanxiong said, relieved and pleased for his rewarded men.

"Husband, that's it?" Fei'er asked, disappointed.

Li Long, dizzy from her reaction, gave Bai Zhanxiong an awkward smile and whispered to Fei'er, "Not over yet. Our fun lasts till six tomorrow morning!" He took her hand, along with Meng'er's, and returned to introduce them to his aunt.

"Aunt, home or hotel tonight?" Li Long asked, noting Li Ping's unease as she chatted with Fei'er in the backseat.

"You're not going home?" Li Ping asked, surprised.

"Haha, it's one a.m.—everyone's asleep. I booked a presidential suite for Fei'er and Meng'er. Tonight, I'll have Mom prep rooms for them and plan a welcome ceremony at home!" Li Long said, blushing.

"That's right!" Li Ping nodded, realizing the sisters' significance after Li Long's introduction. She didn't mind his romantic entanglements, knowing his wealth made it inevitable. Deciding home wasn't best, she said, "I'll stay at the hotel with you tonight." A fleeting thought nagged her, but her frazzled mind dismissed it.

At the hotel, Li Ping, exhausted from the scare, booked a room in the presidential suite, showered, and slept without chatting.

Once she left, Li Long's pent-up desire erupted. He scooped up Fei'er and Meng'er, carried them to his room, and shut the door. His eyes devoured their enticing forms. The sisters, sensing his lust, writhed seductively on the bed, moaning, their fair faces flushed.

Stripping Fei'er, Li Long panted, admiring her stunning figure. His hand grazed her tender folds beneath golden curls, igniting his desire. Guiding himself, he parted her with his tip, slick with her arousal, and thrust deeply, enveloped by her tight warmth. Gripping her folded legs, he thrust rhythmically, her slickness coating them.

"Ah... husband... so deep... so good... faster..." Fei'er moaned.

"Fei'er, your tightness grips me so well..." Li Long groaned.

Kneeling, he pressed against her, flattening her full breasts, clutching her shoulders. Her moans grew fervent as he kissed her lips and tongue, their bodies slick with sweat, his thrusts splashing her essence.

Watching, Meng'er touched herself, moaning, unable to resist. She shed her clothes, revealing her petite frame, and joined them, caressing their sensitive spots, her hands roaming Li Long and Fei'er.

"Ah... husband... Fei'er, I'm coming..." Fei'er spasmed, her body clutching them, a surge of warmth enveloping Li Long's tip. Her eyes rolled back, and she screamed, arching against him.

"Fei'er, good?" Li Long panted, her climax thrilling him. As she softened, he wiped her sweat, smiling.

"Hubby... so good... I want you to keep going..." Fei'er gasped.

"Haha, I'll ravish you later!" Li Long laughed, turning to Meng'er. He kissed her deeply, then spread her legs wide, revealing her rosy folds. His tongue parted her, tasting her heat, sweeping her sensitive flesh.

"Oh... um..." Meng'er moaned, her blue eyes misty, her face flushed with desire.

"Meng'er, I'm taking you now..." Li Long said, lifting her leg, angling her sideways. He guided himself into her tight warmth, her expectant face fueling him.

"Hubby, hurry... take me... it's so itchy..." Meng'er urged.

His forceful entry made her tremble, her eyes rolling as she climaxed instantly, her surge overwhelming. Li Long thrust relentlessly, her release soaking them. Fei'er, watching, pressed against Meng'er, trying to stem her flow, the liquid drenching them and the sheets.

"Hehe... sister, so naughty, cumming like that before I'm done!" Fei'er teased, pressing against Meng'er, thrilled by Li Long's vigor.

"Umm... sister... husband... so good..." Meng'er moaned.

Hearing her, Li Long shifted to Fei'er, entering her from behind, gripping her breasts and neck, thrusting against her curves.

"Ahhh... hubby, don't listen to Meng'er..." Fei'er gasped.

"Haha... your turn, sister!" Meng'er retorted, regaining strength. She lifted Fei'er's leg, watching Li Long's movements, and licked Fei'er's sensitive bud, occasionally grazing his shaft, sucking fervently to push Fei'er over the edge.

"Ahhh... sister, stop... I was wrong... husband, slower..." Fei'er pleaded, overwhelmed, tearing at the sheets, her body arching.

Meng'er tickled Fei'er's waist, then daringly probed Li Long's sensitive spot, pushing him to release suddenly, intensifying Fei'er's climax.

"Ahhh..." Fei'er erupted again, unable to stop.

"Hahaha... sister, you got it too!" Meng'er laughed, noting the soaked sheets.

"Alright, Meng'er, since you dared touch me there, I'll make you soar tonight..." Li Long warned.

"Ah, no..." Meng'er squealed, realizing her boldness had consequences, too late to escape.