Husband works away from home

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Summer rain took away the spring breeze, and autumn leaves followed the summer rain. Winter snow buried everything beneath. "Ah Lin has been gone for almost a year..." Xiao Ping thought to herself.
Ah Lin and Xiao Ping had been married for four years. Since Xiao Ping married Ah Lin when she was twenty, Ah Lin had indeed doted on her. In fact, in this not-so-wealthy mountain village, Ah Lin and Xiao Ping's life was quite good, but Ah Lin insisted on giving his beloved wife a better life, so at the beginning of the third year of their marriage, he joined the wave of migrant workers with the strong men in the village. He
had been away for two years. He had only returned at the end of last year. Xiao Ping couldn't help but blush, recalling the tender moments her husband had shared when he returned last time. After marrying Ah Lin, the newlyweds were like fish in water. Of course, Xiao Ping also experienced the happiness of being a woman. Although she knew that her husband's hard work was for them to have a better life, when only the stars and the moon kept her company in the sky, and only silence filled her ears, she still couldn't bear the loneliness when she was alone in bed.
He'll be back soon, the end of the year is almost here. Xiaoping eagerly awaited her husband's return home for the New Year, hoping to see her beloved whom she had longed for and to soothe her long-suppressed desire… It seems that's how people are; the closer they get to something, the harder it is to endure the waiting before it's obtained. These days, every night, Xiaoping would meet her husband in her dreams, and every time the moment of intense longing for passion arrived, she would wake up startled, followed by long, sleepless nights… She kept comforting herself, "Soon, soon, he'll be back soon, he'll be back soon…"
That day, snowflakes drifted down from the sky, one by one. Xiaoping thought, perhaps that was a gift and a sign of love from heaven to the earth! Of course, just then, a voice startled her back to the window from her reverie.
"Xiaoping, your letter." It was the village chief's voice. The village chief had taken good care of Xiaoping while Alin was away, so Xiaoping was quite familiar with this voice.
Xiaoping received the letter, glanced at the cover—it was Alin's handwriting. Her heart raced. Was he telling her when he would return? When would he be home?
The village chief spoke: "I went to town to pick up something at the post office. It just so happened that there was mail for you there; they were just about to deliver it, so I brought it back for you."
Xiaoping paid no attention to the village chief's words. She eagerly opened the letter; it was indeed from her husband. However, the message in the letter felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over her agitated heart in the dead of winter, leaving it unable to warm up… Xiaoping's eyes instantly welled up with tears. Although she tried to hold them back, the weathered village chief noticed.
"What's wrong, Xiaoping? Is something the matter?" he asked with concern.
"No,...it's nothing. Ah Lin said, 'He won't be coming back for the New Year. He'll make money at the end of the year, and then he'll come back after he finishes this period.'" "
Sigh, Ah Lin, how can you say he shouldn't come home for the New Year!" The village chief said kindly, but because of Xiao Ping's sadness, she didn't notice the gleam of excitement in his eyes as he spoke.
The torment of these past few days seemed to continue. Xiao Ping sighed and looked at her snowflakes again.
The village chief was a man in his early forties. He and Ah Lin were distant relatives, so he always helped Xiao Ping do things that a woman couldn't do. Over time, looking at Xiao Ping's youthful face and then at his own wife, he couldn't muster any passion. He felt that Xiao Ping was really too attractive to him. Sometimes he almost couldn't resist raping her, but he didn't dare to do it...
Xiao Ping was suffering, and the village chief was suffering too...
Today, seeing Xiao Ping's reaction when she learned that Ah Lin wasn't coming back, he knew that his chance had come. Yes, it had finally come. He was certain that it would be very difficult for a woman, especially one who had never experienced love, to endure such a long period of abstinence. Back home, his mind was filled with images of Xiaoping's full breasts, shapely buttocks, and slender waist…
He waited, waited for the sun to set. The day felt exceptionally long. Finally, the sky gradually darkened, but the snow made it seem still bright.
He waited until the hands of his clock crossed eleven o'clock, then quietly slipped out of the house and headed towards Xiaoping's house.
Xiaoping was just about to fall asleep. The poor woman had been tormented all day by the news of her husband's absence. That night, she felt her desire still so strong, and she couldn't help but resent Alin. But as she thought about it, she felt Alin's hands caressing her body, from her neck to her shoulders, giving her a tingling, itchy sensation. "Alin, touch my breasts. Look, haven't they withered without your touch?" Her own hands caressed and pinched her nipples… her palms slid down, across her smooth abdomen, reaching the dark, dense forest. She found the slit, its flesh already wide open for Ah Lin's hand, revealing the clitoris that could drive Xiao Ping wild with pleasure. "Ah," Xiao Ping murmured, her fingers pinching and stroking it up and down. She knew she was ready, waiting for Ah Lin's entry. But she needed Ah Lin's entry, to open that long-closed path. She removed her hands, tears streaming down her face, forcing herself to hold them back, and closed her eyes.
In this half-dreaming, half-awake state, she heard someone knocking on the window.
"Knock, knock, knock," but no one answered.
Then came another soft "knock, knock, knock." Xiao Ping got up and stepped out of bed. Though young, she was already a married woman and knew the consequences of knocking on the window in the middle of the night.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"It's me, the village chief."
"What is it, village chief?"
"Open the door, it's something."
"Let's talk about it tomorrow, it's too late," Xiaoping said softly.
"Open the door, it's about Alin."
Hearing it was about Alin, Xiaoping hurriedly opened the door. As soon as the door opened, the village chief rushed into Xiaoping's room and quickly slammed the door shut.
Xiaoping was startled. "Village chief, what's wrong? Let's talk about it tomorrow!" she said, trembling. But the village chief didn't speak. He suddenly grabbed Xiaoping and said, "Don't you want a man? I'm here, I'll help you." Xiaoping resisted, but she dared not shout, because if the neighbors came, she wouldn't be able to explain herself. She just pushed the village chief away forcefully, resisting.
But the village chief was a seasoned veteran of the pleasure quarters. After embracing Xiaoping, he immediately took possession of her breasts. Even after masturbating, Xiaoping's breasts remained proudly erect, and the village chief's provocation made them stand even more forcefully. The village chief kissed Xiaoping's neck forcefully and whispered, "I'm going to fuck you, let you taste the flavor of a man," because he knew that most women would be aroused by kisses and lewd words.
His other hand moved to Xiaoping's tender flesh, gently caressing her vulva, sometimes parting her labia with his fingers, sometimes trapping his middle finger between them, making her labia tightly cover his fingers. Already burning with desire, Xiaoping's resistance gradually ceased after the village chief's teasing, turning into a restless, contorted struggle. Her breathing became heavy, her thoughts gradually blurring. She only knew that this was a man, the village chief's mature scent, the most effective aphrodisiac for attracting her.
She began to make "mmm... ah..." sounds. The village chief knew that Xiaoping was aroused; what he had longed for was finally about to be realized. He intensified his efforts to arouse Xiaoping's desire. Xiaoping's juices had not only soaked her pubic hair and the village chief's palm, but even her thighs were covered in fluid...
It seemed that Xiaoping was expressing her pent-up desires of the past year through her own fluids. Seeing that Xiaoping had closed her eyes and was enjoying it all, the village chief quickly and skillfully removed Xiaoping's only clothes. Xiaoping seemed to move her body willingly, and the village chief, without hesitation, laid Xiaoping down on the edge of the bed, his lips pressed against Xiaoping's already overflowing, alluring place...
The village chief pressed his soft tongue against Xiaoping's already overflowing private parts. In truth, he didn't need to do anything further; Xiaoping's juices flowed out even more freely and unrestrainedly…
The village chief savored the nectar of this long-starved young woman, making soft, gurgling sounds. Xiaoping, tormented by her own desires, had lost her senses, only knowing that it was a man, an object that could give her release. Her mind was devoid of right and wrong, devoid of reason; she only knew that her lust was rising ever higher, her body soaring ever higher… Without repression, without the world, Xiaoping uncontrollably let out a long-forgotten moan, "Ah, um…" accompanied by increasingly heavy breathing.
The village chief was no ordinary man; he understood women. Although the room was dimly lit, the glistening snow outside the window revealed the alluring sheen of Xiaoping's pubic hair…
At this moment, the village chief couldn't give Xiaoping a chance to regain her senses. He knew he had to possess this young woman quickly; once they were together, she wouldn't have time to resist. So, he swiftly released his already prepared member, straight and hard. Without waiting for Xiaoping's help, he attacked her entrance…
Xiaoping's vulva was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, and the guardian of her chastity was already welcoming the new master of the temple. Although tight, it wasn't impossible to enter…
The village chief pressed the head of his penis against Xiaoping's entrance and thrust it in completely. Xiaoping seemed to be awakened by the sudden fullness, but as soon as she made a move, she was overwhelmed by the tingling pleasure brought by the village chief's subsequent thrusting. Xiaoping involuntarily hugged the village chief's waist, her lower body welcoming his thrusts, as if each of his strokes reached the deepest part of her body. Her moans turned into louder cries of pleasure. The village chief gave his tongue to Xiaoping, and so, in addition to the sounds of their intercourse, there were also moaning sounds…
Xiaoping also savored this delicacy in her mouth with abandon. With each thrust, her body offered up her own secretions, while her saliva mingled with the village chief's…
Having not been touched by a man for a year, the tightness of Xiaoping's lower body was naturally evident. Although the village chief could run for half an hour on his wife's wide, highway-like body, on this virgin-like narrow path, with the increasing friction and temperature, his sensations grew stronger and stronger. Suddenly, he felt his penis being scalded by Xiaoping's body, becoming even warmer and wetter inside. Xiaoping's vagina, like a baby's mouth, kept sucking on him.
At this moment, Xiaoping, her almond-shaped eyes slightly closed, her face flushed, was speechless. Her body was soft and tender, and she could no longer resist the intense stimulation from her lower body, releasing her seed into the land waiting to nurture life. Xiaoping was scalded by the hot, powerful semen, and ah, she experienced another orgasm…
Perhaps time passed quickly; the village chief, resting on Xiaoping, didn't know how much time had passed. He was only immersed in the bliss of their union. He had finally conquered this beautiful young woman and left his mark on her body. He also realized how magical adultery could be, and how incredibly alluring the woman beneath him was…
After her orgasm, Xiaoping gradually regained her senses. She felt a heavy weight; it was a person, no, a man. Although the swollen thing had shrunk, she could still feel him inside her. Xiaoping suddenly pushed away the person still on top of her in panic, tears streaming down her face…
"Slap!" A slap brought the village chief, still immersed in bliss, back to reality. "You, you, how could you... How am I supposed to explain this to Ah Lin? You..." Xiao Ping suddenly choked up.
The village chief was also stunned by this sudden turn of events, but being an experienced man, he said, "It's already happened, Xiao Ping. I couldn't help myself. You're just too beautiful, so..."
"Besides, if you don't say anything and I don't say anything, who will know? Moreover, didn't you experience the most wonderful thing in your life?"
Xiao Ping covered her breasts with one hand, sobbing with her head down. But as she sat up, the village chief saw between her legs that his pale liquid was flowing out. This aroused the village chief again, and his little brother immediately became "fiercely aroused." So, without saying a word, he pushed Xiao Ping onto the bed again.
They were already quite familiar with each other, and Xiao Ping's body naturally accepted the man who had just possessed her. Xiao Ping no longer had the passion she felt last time. Tears streamed down her face. Anyway, it had already happened, so what difference did it make whether it happened once or twice? The village chief knew perfectly well that if he could make Xiaoping submit to his penis again, he was confident he could make this beautiful young woman his lover…
He used all his skills to let this woman, who had only recently become a wife, experience as much pleasure as possible. He used various techniques—nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one—always thrusting left and right, sometimes pushing and pounding from above and below—all to conquer the woman he had just conquered once more.
Although her mind was filled with guilt towards her husband, her body couldn't remain unresponsive to another man's caresses. Gradually, her tears dried, and she made soft moaning sounds from her tightly clenched lips. Her already wet vagina became even more lubricated, and her previously stiff body began to writhe…
Having just ejaculated many times, the village chief was now even more powerful. And due to the continuous thrusting, Xiaoping's vagina loosened its grip on his penis. Under the village chief's varied attacks, Xiaoping experienced repeated orgasms, moaning softly, but the village chief remained as imposing as ever.
"Brother, please spare me, you're going to ruin me... oh..."
"Xiao Ping, look, my penis is still so hard. Why don't you suck it out with your mouth, and I'll let you go..." The village chief was just saying it casually; he didn't really expect Xiao Ping to do it to him, but the speed at which his penis went in and out of Xiao Ping's body increased.
"Ah, I'll use my mouth, please stop, ah, you're going to ruin me, I'll use my mouth..."
Upon hearing this, the village chief was surprised, because his wife always thought it was dirty and never used her mouth. This time, he hadn't expected this... The village chief immediately put his penis, which was covered in her juices, to Xiao Ping's mouth. Although she didn't want to, Xiao Ping still took it into her mouth. The village chief was naturally overjoyed. He had lived for so long, and he had only ever penetrated women, but no one had ever done it like eating a banana. Young women were so open! He couldn't help but want to go back to his youth and live again.
Although Xiaoping's oral skills weren't perfect, she had done it with her husband before. She was genuinely afraid of being harmed by the village chief and being unable to explain it to him, so she took it seriously. She couldn't imagine the smell of the village chief's penis and the uncleanliness of it being covered in her own vaginal fluids.
When the village chief saw Xiaoping sucking his penis into her mouth, the feeling was incomparable to any other woman's vagina. He couldn't help but thrust forward, making Xiaoping feel nauseous. But her mouth was filled with the village chief's penis, so she could only use her delicate hands to hold the base of his penis.
With each suck, Xiaoping's small hands occasionally touched the village chief's testicles. The village chief couldn't hold back any longer and poured all his semen into Xiaoping's mouth. Xiaoping wanted to vomit, but the village chief's penis was firmly blocking her mouth. Without time to think, she could only swallow the streams of semen.
Xiaoping had completed her task. The village chief was getting on in years, and although he felt an insatiable desire for Xiaoping's young and beautiful body, after two nights of passion, he was already exhausted. He told Xiaoping to rest early and slipped home.
Afterwards, Xiaoping burst into tears. Although she longed for her husband's tenderness, it wasn't the same as having sex with another man! Although her desire was burning, she wasn't a harlot! But now, how could she face her husband?
The sun rose, but the tear-soaked pillow remained undried by the early morning sun.
After this incident, Xiaoping tried her best to avoid the village chief. She was afraid to see him, afraid he would demand her body again, afraid of betraying her Ah Lin again, afraid her body would betray her thoughts again…
But how could the village chief, who had tasted the young woman's beauty, let go of this woman he had already obtained!
Finally, once again, Xiaoping was caught in the village chief's house, and once again she offered her body and countless drops of fluid after her orgasm. After several times, Xiaoping became more open, "Anyway, it's already done, what difference does it make once, twice, or several times? Who told Ah Lin not to come home, making me so sad? It's not my fault, besides… every time the village chief gives her a feeling of ecstasy, making her feel like a goddess…"
Time passed little by little, and the year passed. In the blink of an eye, another month had passed since Ah Lin's letter. That day, Ah Lin suddenly returned. There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. Although the village chief restrained himself after Alin returned and didn't seek out Xiaoping again, the rumors still reached Alin's ears when he got home. Alin was furious and immediately questioned Xiaoping.
"People in the village say you and the village chief are having an affair. Is that true? Why is everyone in the village spreading these rumors?" Alin asked, his eyes red. "No, no, don't listen to their nonsense..." Xiaoping's answer lacked conviction. "Really not?" Alin persisted. "No, really not, don't listen to their nonsense. Why don't you believe your wife?" Xiaoping's almond-shaped eyes were slightly red, brimming with tears. "That's good. I just asked because everyone says so. Don't be angry!" Alin doted on Xiaoping, and seeing her on the verge of tears, he couldn't bring himself to ask any more questions. The sun set. Of course, Xiaoping's body returned to her husband's.
After their lovemaking, Alin said, "Although it's just what the villagers keep saying, that's why I asked you. Even if it's true, as long as you tell me the truth, I'll forgive you! After all, it's my fault for leaving you alone at home; you must be so lonely!" Xiaoping's eyes reddened as she listened. Her husband's words made her feel even more guilty. "You really don't care? I don't believe it!" Xiaoping said tentatively, almost coquettishly. "As long as you tell me the truth, I really won't be angry," Alin said earnestly. "What truth? I'm telling you the truth..." Saying this, she proactively rolled onto Alin and took his penis, which he had just finished with, into her mouth, sucking and stroking it.
Actually, Ah Lin was also half-believing, half-doubting. Seeing his beautiful wife at home, he didn't believe what the villagers were saying, but what they said seemed plausible and didn't sound fake... Ah Lin's prowess was no less than the village chief's, and Xiao Ping quickly "surrendered" under Ah Lin's fierce onslaught. But Ah Lin showed no intention of ejaculating, continuing to pound into Xiao Ping. Xiao Ping was brought to orgasm after orgasm by Ah Lin's thrusting, her juices flowing freely. Ah Lin, his face flushed and panting heavily, pressed down on Xiao Ping, his buttocks rising and falling, asking, "What have you been having an affair with the village chief about? Tell me, or I'll fuck you to death, you little slut!" Xiao Ping was already delirious from being fucked, whimpering, "Good husband, please spare me!" "Tell me, you little slut, have you let anyone else into your hole to relieve their itch?" Ah Lin said, seemingly speaking crudely, yet also teasing Xiao Ping. "Okay, honey, I confessed everything, please forgive me!" Xiaoping answered in a daze.
Suddenly, Alin stopped and asked, "What did you say?" At that moment, Xiaoping seemed to realize she had said the wrong thing, and sat up abruptly, saying, "I was just talking nonsense, just talking nonsense..." However, she couldn't look Alin in the eye, like a child who had made a mistake, her head bowed. Alin gently cupped Xiaoping's face in his hands, gazing at her with tender eyes. Xiaoping timidly saw Alin's gentle and caring eyes and burst into tears. "Honey, I'm so sorry, I...I..." Xiaoping could no longer hold back her tears, speaking in a sob. "I told you, I will forgive you, as long as you tell me the truth. I love you, Xiaoping," Alin said to Xiaoping in a gentle voice, full of boundless love. "I, I..." Xiaoping was too embarrassed to speak. Alin gently pulled Xiaoping into his arms, letting her lie down in his embrace. He said, "Xiaoping, I will forgive you. I love you too, you know that..." Alin whispered in Xiaoping's ear, his tongue lightly tracing her forehead and face. "Mmm..." Xiaoping seemed to have made a great decision and nodded. She roughly recounted her affair with the village chief, but lightly glossed over the wonderful times he had given her.
"That's all, I've told you everything, Alin. I'm sorry. If you don't want me anymore, I won't blame you, but I really love you..." After saying that, Xiaoping couldn't utter another word; her voice was completely choked by sobs. "I told you, as long as you told me, I wouldn't blame you. I've made you too lonely... It's my fault, Xiaoping," Alin said earnestly. "You really forgive me, Ah Lin?" "Yes, I said I really forgive you, because I love you, Xiao Ping." Xiao Ping hugged Ah Lin tightly, sobbing, "I'm sorry, Ah Lin, I'll never do it again, thank you for forgiving me, Ah Lin..." "So, when you and the village chief did that, did you enjoy it?!"
Ah Lin deliberately changed the subject. Xiao Ping trembled with fear at this, but when she saw Ah Lin's playful yet teasing eyes, she understood and said, "Yes, I was better than you!" Then she buried her head in Ah Lin's chest. "Really? I don't believe you." As he spoke, he began to knead Xiao Ping's breasts, little by little, he felt Xiao Ping's nipples harden again. "Did he kiss this?" As he spoke, Ah Lin suddenly pinched Xiao Ping's nipple. Xiao Ping gasped and said shyly, "Yes, but not like you, so rough. He loves me!" Xiao Ping deliberately said things to arouse Ah Lin's desire. Ah Lin immediately took Xiao Ping's breast into his mouth.
"Ah, good husband, you're much better than him, it feels so good!" Xiao Ping closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure her husband was giving her. Ah Lin slid his hand to Xiao Ping's wetness, stroking her labia with his fingers, teasing her already erect nipple. Xiao Ping was now speechless, "Ah, ah, husband, you're making me so itchy, so itchy..." Ah Lin then lifted his head from between Xiao Ping's breasts and asked, "Did he do that?" "Yes, he even kissed me there!" Xiao Ping answered incoherently with her eyes closed. Although Ah Lin and Xiao Ping had been married for a long time, and Ah Lin had let Xiao Ping suck his penis before, he had never done it to her. At this moment, Ah Lin made up his mind, burying his head between Xiao Ping's legs and using his tongue instead of his fingers to lick her genitals. This gave Xiao Ping even greater stimulation, and her fluids flowed out even more, ending up in Ah Lin's mouth. Ah Lin tasted it; although it had a slightly pungent smell, it wasn't unbearable. Suddenly, Xiao Ping trembled, spurting a stream of white fluid from her vagina. With a long, soft moan, her body went limp. Ah Lin saw that Xiao Ping had orgasmed, so he brought his hard penis to her mouth, and Xiao Ping almost simultaneously took it in… At the same time, Ah Lin continued to tease, stroke, knead, and flick Xiao Ping's sensitive spots with his hands. Then, between his penis and Xiao Ping's mouth, she cried out, "Good husband, I'm so itchy, hurry up and fuck me, I can't take it anymore…"
"You little slut, I'm going to fuck you to death right now," Ah Lin pulled his penis out of Xiao Ping's mouth and thrust it into her vagina. The itching Xiao Ping felt was immediately replaced by the feeling of fullness. Her moans became more intense, as if she were trying to please Ah Lin. Ah Lin ejaculated on Xiao Ping. This sex left him exhausted, and Xiao Ping was rendered unconscious by his penetration. He lay on top of her, his penis still inside her, and fell asleep. Sure enough, Ah Lin didn't dwell on Xiao Ping's betrayal; he still pampered and loved her as much as ever. Xiao Ping was deeply moved by her husband's forgiveness and felt even more guilty towards him. Seeing the village chief made her angry, making her feel that only her husband had suffered. She only responded to the village chief's further advances with a cold glare. But like someone who has tasted the sweetness of love, to make him forget the pleasure and turn his passion back to his aging wife would indeed be too cruel to the village chief. So one afternoon, taking advantage of Ah Lin's brief absence, the village chief sneaked into Xiao Ping's house again.
"What are you doing here again? Get out of here!" Xiao Ping angrily shouted at the man who had taken her virginity. "Don't be like that, Xiao Ping, don't forget your lover just because your husband's back!" the village chief said with a forced smile. But no matter what, this time Xiao Ping was determined to keep her vow to her husband. The village chief was furious at Xiao Ping's change of heart. He thought, "This slut, she's already done it, why is she still pretending to be a virgin?" Tormented by lust, and seeing that Xiao Ping was alone, the village chief pounced on her again… This time, Xiao Ping was again driven mad with desire, experiencing multiple orgasms.

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