"Now, that's not right of you, little brother! Auntie here is certainly tempting, but you can't just focus on getting close to her and forget to introduce us!"
I teased him with a playful complaint. "Oh! Right! Aunt, Cousin—these two are my sworn elder sister, Long Tianxiang, and her wife, Yun Yuxin! Big Sister, Sister-in-law—these two are my second aunt, Wu Xiaoyun, and my cousin, Yang Zongsheng."
My second younger brother introduced us.
As soon as the introductions were over, Yang Zongsheng grabbed my hand and said excitedly, "Will you spend the evening with me? I've heard so many stories about you, and now I've finally met you."
Seeing the look of excitement on Yang Zongsheng's face, I smiled and said, "Sure! Tonight, Big Sister is all yours; I'll make sure to serve you well!"
Through my intuition, I could sense that although Yang Zongsheng was a bit of a playboy, he wasn't a bad person at heart; I could certainly accept him.
Upon hearing my words, Yang Zongsheng immediately cheered, "That's amazing!"
Then, pulling me along, he said to my second brother and the others, "Cousin, let's go! I can't wait! We're going to be the envy of everyone tonight! Who else in the entire Tang Kingdom could be more captivating than Big Sister Long and Sister-in-law?"
After giving Wu Xiaoyun's bottom a playful squeeze, my second brother took his wife's hand, and we all set off together.
On the way, Yang Zongsheng explained what we would be doing that evening.
It turned out that today was the day of the triennial beauty pageant held at "Fenglai Pavilion," the capital's premier brothel.
Tonight, brothels of all sizes across the capital would put forward one or more courtesans to compete in the pageant; the winner would be crowned the capital's "Flower Queen."
The capital's Flower Queen was always spoken of in the same breath as the Flower Queen of Yangzhou.
The pageant was merely the occasion; whenever this event took place, the capital's "second-generation officials" and "second-generation wealthy heirs" would all gather together. They used the beauty pageant as a pretext, but in reality, it was an opportunity to show off their female companions.
The man who brought the most beautiful and high-status companion would gain the most face.
Although Yang Zongsheng came from a prominent family, he lacked real ability, so women of high status were unwilling to accompany him.
He had originally intended to bring Xiao Hong—Wu Xiaoyun's personal maid—but had to abandon the idea due to Wu Xiaoyun's objections.
To his surprise, his second younger brother arrived with two peerless beauties, and he was lucky enough to be paired with me.
What he didn't know, however, was that his mother had paid a "price" to make this happen.
Not that she minded paying it in the slightest.
If a guest brought a beauty who outshone not only the other guests' companions but even the reigning courtesan, that man would gain immense prestige and become the envy of every other man there.
Yang Zongsheng, looking excited, took my hand and led me outside; when he glanced back at me, his expression revealed not only suppressed desire but also infatuation and adoration.
Faced with a man looking at me like that, I found myself completely unable to refuse him.
"I must put on a great performance tonight"—that was the thought running through my mind.
After leaving the courtyard, Yang Zongsheng and I boarded a carriage—elegant, yet not overly ostentatious—and headed toward Fenglai Pavilion.
Meanwhile, my wife and the second younger brother took the carriage we had arrived in.
As I stepped into the carriage, the high slit of my qipao failed to conceal the fact that I was wearing no undergarments, a sight that left Yang Zongsheng visibly thrilled. "Silly boy, if you wanted to look, you should have just told me—why be so sneaky about it? Today, I'm all yours; help yourself to whatever you want! If you stay this timid, I won't be happy!"
I whispered this into Yang Zongsheng's ear after we got into the car.
Hearing my unabashedly seductive words, Yang Zongsheng held me tight and asked excitedly, "Really? Can I do whatever I want?"
"Mmhmm! It wouldn't even matter if you opened the car door and fucked me right now!"
I breathed the words into his ear, my voice heavy with desire.
Succumbing to my blatant seduction, Yang Zongsheng lifted my qipao and stared at my crotch with an excited, burning gaze.
"Good boy, don't look at my pussy like that—it's so ugly!"
I said in a coquettish voice.
"No! Your pussy is beautiful—stunning! None of the women I've fucked before can compare to it!"
As he spoke, Yang Zongsheng buried his face between my legs and began licking my dark-hued pussy.
I was quite confident in my slutty pussy, even though it was dark in color—like that of an old whore.
It had an intoxicating scent and a perfect shape; it was guaranteed to make any man who saw it get a hard-on and want to fuck it to his heart's content.
"Do you really like my pussy, even though it's so dark and slutty?"
I asked, panting softly as I enjoyed Yang Zongsheng's tongue skills. "I love it! Your pussy smells so good, Sister! Just the scent makes my cock hard! I've fucked so many women, but you're the first one whose scent is this intoxicating!"
After looking up to say this, he buried his face back between my thighs and began licking me again.
Yang Zongsheng's oral skills weren't exactly top-notch, but feeling his earnestness and delight made me feel incredibly good.
Even men with superb technique rarely made me feel this satisfied.
In appreciation of his service, my wanton pussy naturally gushed with juices; he loved the taste of my fluids, and the excitement drove him to lick even more vigorously.
Throughout the journey, Yang Zongsheng didn't actually fuck me; instead, he devoted himself entirely to pleasuring me, constantly licking my pussy, perineum, and anus.
His wholehearted devotion delighted me; I didn't care at all that he was a young master with no real ability, living entirely off his family's influence.
He might have been a playboy, but he was a kind-hearted one—the sort I genuinely liked.
By the time the coachman announced our arrival at Fenglai Pavilion, I was already slick and wet between the legs—so much so that the hem of my qipao was completely soaked.