The World's Richest Heir
Copyright© 2026 by HMaster
Chapter 8: Qian Baiyun Meets the Ice Queen
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8: Qian Baiyun Meets the Ice Queen - It begins on a hot street with a sausage stall and a boy nobody wanted. Liu Xuan is eighteen, bruised, and already half-broken by a bully who only hits him. Then a woman steps into his life like smoke and silk—Liu Ruyan, the ice-queen CEO everyone fears, and the mother who has been searching for him since the day he was stolen from her arms. She does not only take him home. She feeds him, dresses him, and opens a private world of money, systems, and hunger. What should have been a reunion bec
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Consensual Mind Control NonConsensual Rape Romantic Fiction High Fantasy Rags To Riches Isekai Cuckold Incest Mother Son Sister Aunt Nephew MaleDom Spanking Harem Anal Sex Cream Pie First Lactation Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex Spitting Squirting Tit-Fucking BBW Big Breasts Size Teacher/Student Slow
On Friday, Liu Xuan did not leave home. He held his beautiful mother and fucked her until around ten in the morning before he finally let her go to the company.
Before leaving the villa, though, Liu Ruyan complained a little. In the past, whether she worked at headquarters or a branch, she had always been on time—or even early.
Now things were different. When her son came back she had even set work aside and stayed with him for three days. After those three days, her slutty cunt still could not leave his cock. Every morning when she woke, either she could not help climbing on top of him, or he held her and thrust inside.
Yet lately Liu Ruyan looked radiant. Sometimes at work a smile even slipped out without her noticing.
Even in meetings, thinking of Liu Xuan could make her smile. That stunned the managers in the conference room—but whether at headquarters or a branch, from the day she arrived she had shown thunderous methods. Shocked as they were, no one dared show another expression on their face.
Still, those who secretly adored their glamorous president only grew more numerous.
Liu Xuan also decided not to seek out Qian Baiyun today. When he left yesterday he had already told her to rest well for a day—tomorrow he would go to her home and do her properly.
Under the Zhao mother and daughter’s licking, he slowly ate breakfast. By the time he finished it was nearly eleven.
After having Zhao Yalin prepare some food, he took mother and daughter downstairs.
When the three entered the basement, the fucking machine between Zuo Qianman’s legs still hummed; its head still slammed into her tender cunt again and again.
Yet she seemed a little unsatisfied, swaying her slender waist as if seeking more pleasure.
The sound of the elevator door made her shining eyes turn toward the three of them.
“Wuwu ... nn-hn ... wuwu!”
Looking at Zuo Qianman shaking her head, he was in no rush. Naked, cock upright, he walked over as he spoke. “You slutty cunt really are a slut. The whole basement smells like you right now!”
While he spoke, he even sniffed hard at the heat-scent floating in the air.
“Go—stop the machine for her, then tidy her up. Last night you didn’t wash her before you went up to sleep?”
Seeing the cum stains he had left still on her, he looked at mother and daughter and asked.
“It’s all Daddy’s massive cock’s fault for being too amazing. Mom and I only washed when we got up this morning—so we were a bit short on time!”
After stopping the machine, Zhao Shujun twisted her ass to seduce him as she turned and spoke.
“Hurry up! Daddy’s massive cock is starving!”
While he spoke, he took his phone, sat on a side sofa, and texted Qian Baiyun.
“Little slut—send Daddy a selfie of you right now. Make it slutty, got it?”
Soon the phone buzzed. After she replied “Yes, Daddy,” he stared at the screen.
When it buzzed again a while later, his eyes went wide. In the photos that slutty cunt sent, she sat upright, but her short skirt was lifted to her waist. Probably lacking crotchless stockings, she had torn open the crotch of her black stockings; even her black lace panties were pulled aside, showing a tender cunt flowing with juices.
Then the phone buzzed again—this photo showed her upper collar pulled open, revealing that pair of perky, pretty breasts. After that his phone kept vibrating with more lewd selfies of her lying or bent over her office desk.
But on her face there was a thread of melancholy.
Mm. Such a fine melancholy. No matter—after he fucked her a few more times and remolded her body and heart into his shape, it would be fine.
He had all of Qian Baiyun’s files. He also knew why she had married Qian Chengjin’s father—at first simply to latch onto the man’s official status. After all, she had been terrified of poverty as a child, so as she grew she learned to invest in herself, and finally married that man. Though they later divorced, by then she had security for her own life—otherwise she would never have let her ex go start a new family with a mistress.
But now she was temporarily in Liu Xuan’s grip. After two days of being done by that thick, massive cock, she had even discovered that she—who once thought herself frigid—could actually be that slutty.
Still, after going home yesterday she had told her son that important guests were coming tomorrow, so he must not run around.
In the end Qian Chengjin agreed—though he was a bit unhappy after agreeing.
To protect her quality of life, though, she simply ignored her son’s displeasure. Then again—if she could not keep this lifestyle, could her son still throw his weight around?
But the moment she thought that she had found her son a “wild dad” in a young man he used to bully—someone about his own age—would he go crazy?
Just then, though, Liu Xuan had no time for what Qian Baiyun was thinking. He sat before Zuo Qianman’s lower belly while the Zhao mother and daughter each held one of her pretty breasts, giving him a titfuck.
Then he leaned slightly and took the ball gag from her mouth.
The moment he removed it, she said in a humble voice, “I beg you, stop tormenting me like this. I can call you Daddy too—just let me leave this place! I’ll obediently stick my ass up for you to fuck!”
“Hehe! No~! Training hasn’t even properly started yet! If I let you go now I still won’t feel safe!”
The moment he finished, the pitiful Zuo Qianman changed—her eyes turned sharp. “Liu Xuan—then you’d better never release me. Otherwise I will kill you!”
Meeting her gaze, he felt a jolt of fear—but the next moment his face twisted with anger. “Fuck—talking tough, are you! Wait—once my mom is pregnant, I’ll make you birth one for me too!”
“You’re an animal—actually committing incest with your own mother—mmm ... mmm-mmm!”
He did not let her finish. Though she spoke the truth, how could someone who was not his yet talk so much?
He immediately thrust his hips; his massive cock drove into her mouth and stuffed the words back. Then he pushed the Zhao mother and daughter aside, knelt fully, and with anger on his face thrust deep into her mouth—soon pushing his big glans into her throat.
Deep-throating made her pupils roll up; unclear whimpers rose from her throat—but he would not spare her.
Fuck—actually wanting to kill me. Watch me fuck you to death!
Under his hard fucking, spit soon covered her whole face. He slapped her not lightly once. “Fuck—they just cleaned you up and you don’t know how to stay clean?”
Seeing the red palm print on her right cheek, he felt it asymmetrical and gave her left cheek one too—then hugged her face and fucked hard again.
Deep-throating plus her inexperience sent a wave of pleasure over his glans. After about twenty minutes he shot thick cum in her mouth.
Scalding thick cum sprayed and burned her throat so hot it felt like gulping boiling water she could not stand; tears of discomfort welled in her eyes.
“Hehe! You’ve been underfed lately—have some nutrition!”
When he pulled free, he found almost all the thick cum he shot this time seemed to have gone into her stomach. Her belly was rounded now—he wondered whether the meal earlier plus the dessert he had fed her would overstuff her.
But he clearly did not care about that. He slapped Zhao Yalin’s pretty ass. “Hurry—bring the candles. I haven’t played with wax dripping yet!”
While he spoke, he even licked his lips.
Zhao Yalin got off the bed and brought a long red candle and a lighter. Mm—not as long as his cock, not as thick either.
Zhao Shujun, that little slut, would not fall behind. She turned and brought a small leather whip, set it down, then knelt on the bed, swaying her pretty ass in a seductive pose.
When he saw that, he took the whip and struck once—neither light nor heavy.
“Ah!”
“Daddy can hit harder~! That way this girl feels better!”
Unexpectedly the little slutty cunt turned to look at him with clear dissatisfaction on her face.
When he saw that, he swung the small whip hard twice with crack-crack sounds.
Soon several red, swollen marks rose clearly on her pretty ass.
“Ah! It hurts so much! But it feels so good too—nn! This girl is Daddy’s little slutty cunt!”
“Fuck!”
He cursed once and ignored her—Zuo Qianman was the lead now. Right in front of her he lit the red candle in his hand, slowly tilted it, and dripped toward her delicate, vivid nipple.
“Nn ... hn!”
When the red wax fell precisely on her nipple—though it was low-temperature wax and the heat lasted only an instant—she still could not help clenching her teeth and humming.
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