From Rural to Urban Areas (Clan Etiquette)

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【From Rural to Urban】(Clan Etiquette)

A few white clouds drifted across the azure sky, and the early spring sun lazily bathed the earth.

Several white birds circled in the sky; though their names were unknown, they looked exceptionally beautiful. Just like this village nestled in the mountains and

fields , though it existed, the outside world was completely unaware of its beauty.

The birds flapped their wings and flew continuously, soaring over mountains and through forests. Suddenly, the view

opened up . Before them lay a small mountain village with dozens of households. In front of the village, fields had been cultivated,

filled with all sorts of crops. A stream flowed in front of the village, its water crystal clear, allowing one to clearly see fish swimming happily. The stream's water flowed down from the mountaintop, and the villagers used it for food. Rows of simple stone houses were built around the stream in

a pleasing, staggered fashion, their roofs covered with gray-black tiles. Every house had a chimney, from which wisps of smoke rose. Birdsong filled the air, creating a peaceful atmosphere. 　　Children ran and chased each other along the village paths, their joyful laughter echoing, while several stray dogs barked and followed behind. "Er Gouzi... A Niu... come back soon, dinner's ready!" "Oh ... Aunt Zhang is back from picking vegetables!" "I heard Li Si's cow gave birth last night!" Various sounds from the village reverberated through the mountains . 　　Beside the stream, several women and a girl who looked to be underage washed clothes, gossiping about the village. The women were all young, probably in their early thirties, their homemade cotton clothes looking somewhat bulky. The girl appeared to be about 15 or 16 years old. She had delicate features, fair skin, and her long, black hair was coiled on top of her head, held in place . Her eyebrows were delicate and slender, like crescent moons, and her eyes were bright and clear, with long eyelashes that fluttered occasionally. She had a high nose bridge, thin, small, and sexy lips, and a pointed chin, giving her an oval face. She was like a fairy untouched by worldly concerns. Although she was wrapped in thick cotton clothes, her slender hands were constantly washing the family's discarded clothes. She listened to the women around her chatting about various village matters, laughing at the interesting parts. When she laughed, two deep dimples appeared on her cheeks, adding to her cuteness. 　　"Xiao Juan, in a few months you'll have your coming-of-age ceremony, right? After that, you can get married. You're the most beautiful woman in our village! Matchmakers must have worn out your doorstep. I heard even the clan chief has come to your house to propose to your father, is that right?" a woman named Jinlian asked. 　　Because it was customary in their village for women to have their coming-of-age ceremony at 16, after which they would marry and have children . In the village, matchmakers would often arrange marriages for people nearing adulthood. This Jinju was only 28, and already had two children. Not long after her coming-of-age ceremony, she married a hunter from the village, a relatively well-off family. While not exceptionally beautiful, she possessed a certain allure , a certain charm born of experience, and her skin was remarkably fair. She was somewhat famous in the village due to various rumors surrounding her, and behind her back, everyone called her "Pan Jinlian." "Yes, I saw the clan chief . Later, Xiaojuan and her parents personally saw the clan chief off, chatting and laughing. I think it's pretty much him, " a slightly plump woman next to Jinjuan added. 　　"That's right, Xiaojuan is so lucky to be the clan chief's wife. Our clan chief has only one son in three generations, and he's incredibly handsome, only 18 years old. He and Xiaojuan are a perfect match! Their future children will definitely be handsome too," another woman chimed in. 　　Xiao Juan blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed by their comments, which made her even more beautiful. She didn't say anything, but she was secretly delighted. After all, the clan chief was the most authoritative figure in the village, and her family felt incredibly proud to be his wife. Moreover, the clan chief's son, Wang Wenhao, was handsome and talented. His family had once been a scholarly family, but for some reason, they had migrated to this village. Since most of the villagers were uneducated, only his family had some knowledge. So, Wang Wenhao opened a small private school to teach children to read and write, gradually becoming popular in the village and eventually being recommended to be the clan chief. Therefore, Wang Wenhao followed in his father's footsteps and taught here. He was considered the most educated person in the village. Wenhao's father also had a great-uncle who hadn't migrated here with the family but had ventured out on his own and now lived a comfortable life in the city. Although the village was surrounded by mountains, his great-uncle's family still visited them every two or three years . He always brought city souvenirs with him, things the villagers had never seen before. Everyone was very curious and fascinated by them, so now countless wanted to marry him. 　　Xiao Juan was intelligent and beautiful from a young age, and everyone in the village adored her. She was also one of the few literate girls in the village, unlike the other women who couldn't even write their own names. Her family consisted of five people: her parents, an older brother, and a younger brother. They lived a hardworking and diligent life. 　　The women were still chatting and laughing when Jinlian suddenly said, "Xiaojuan, once you marry into the Wang clan chief's family , you'll have a lot of 'sexual happiness'! The clan chief is no ordinary man; he's incredibly powerful. " She then giggled, and the others chimed in, "Yes...don't let his age fool you, he's really powerful. " Everyone laughed. Xiaojuan didn't understand at first, but hearing their laughter, which seemed a little ambiguous, she suddenly remembered what her mother had told her a few days ago. Her face turned even redder, red to her ears. She quickly gathered the clothes into the basin and said, "I'm done washing. Aunties you can chat, I'm going home now." She hurried away, her face still flushed. The laughter of the young women echoed in the distance. 　　Time passed quickly, and summer arrived in the blink of an eye. Xiaojuan's coming-of-age ceremony was only a month away. In these few months, two other girls from the village also held their coming-of-age ceremonies, and soon after, they both had suitors coming to their homes and getting married.i=65> In the remaining month, the villagers felt even busier, because everyone knew that a month

The clan chief's son was to marry Xiao Juan after her coming-of-age ceremony. This was a major event in the village, and everyone

was busy preparing to celebrate. Xiao Juan's mother was the busiest, making new

clothes for Xiao Juan and preparing her dowry.

Xiao Juan often went to the private school to watch Wenhao teach the children, and over the years she learned

quite a few gained some knowledge. On this particular day, she came to the school to see Wenhao again. Although they were about to get married,

they only looked at each other, smiled and nodded, exchanged a few pleasantries, but there were no sweet words or even

a touch of hands. Such is the pure love in the countryside! Or perhaps they didn't have any love at all;

everyone just assumed they were a couple, so they got together.

Soon, Xiao Juan celebrated her coming-of-age ceremony. She wore a brand-new outfit, a dress

unique to their clan—a light pink long skirt that trailed all the way to her feet. She wore a red, vest-

like garment that only reached slightly below her chest, with a wide white sash tied around her waist.

A silver crown adorned her head. Accompanied by her mother, she arrived at the village ancestral hall to receive

the baptism .

The clan chief's wife was a very dignified woman named Xia Qiuming. Like

an empress in an ancient palace, she rarely smiled and was meticulous in everything she did.

A native and the granddaughter of the former clan chief, she had married her father, a man of great talent, and their

family was easily accepted by the villagers because of her. She held a high position both in the village and at home,

and the villagers respected and revered her.

After a series of complex ceremonies, Xiao Juan knelt before Xia Qiuming, listening to her read the clan rules.

Finally, Xia Qiuming personally placed a necklace made of tree branches around her neck, marking the end of Xiao Juan's coming-of-age ceremony. What followed

was a lively feast for the villagers.

Seven days after Xiao Juan's coming-of-age ceremony, the village was filled with a festive atmosphere early in the morning.

Today was the wedding day of Wenhao and Xiao Juan. Everyone was busy slaughtering chickens, sheep, and catching fish to prepare for the wedding feast that evening.

Early in the morning, Xiao Juan put on the new wedding dress her mother had sewn for her. Because the wedding was in the summer, her

mother had chosen a thinner fabric, a piece of bright red cloth. It fit Xiao Juan perfectly.

Although she was still young, she was already quite tall, nearly 162 cm.

Perhaps because she was slender, her measurements weren't particularly full, but her waist was incredibly thin,

giving the impression of being delicate and fragile.

She wore light rouge and powder on her face, which, while still somewhat youthful, added a touch of

charm. She wore a family heirloom phoenix-tail gold hairpin as part of her dowry. She

sat quietly in the room, waiting for the groom to come and fetch her.

Xiao Juan felt the day passed particularly slowly because, according to village custom, she had to prepare everything early in the morning

and wait in her room until the groom arrived to fetch her before she could go out. During this time, she couldn't

eat anything. Finally, as the sun was about to set, she heard cheerful singing and laughter, the "pop pop

pop" of firecrackers, and then a band of musicians playing lively tunes. She knew the wedding procession had arrived.

After the groom handed her a red envelope and they passed through several checkpoints, the matchmaker finally came to put the red veil on her head

and helped her out of the house. She lowered her head, looking at her feet, following the matchmaker step by step, listening to the surrounding

chatter, all praising the bride's beauty and the groom's handsomeness, saying they were a perfect match. She felt a surge of happiness. After

getting into the sedan chair, she followed the wedding procession to the groom's house. Then, the matchmaker lifted the curtain, helped her out of the sedan chair,

and handed her over to the groom. This was her first intimate contact with her groom. Feeling the warmth of his

hand , his slightly rough hand holding her delicate one, a strange, unprecedented sensation

welled up inside her. So this was what it felt like to be held.

Wenhao had also long been smitten with Xiaojuan. This was his first physical contact with her, and he felt how smooth and tender

her small hand was, almost boneless. He couldn't help but

stroke the back of her hand with his fingers. He thought that marrying Xiaojuan would be the happiest thing in his life. Even his cousin from the city said that

you couldn't find a beauty like Xiaojuan in the big city. He felt a surge of pride.

They stepped over the fire pit together, then bowed to heaven and earth, then to their parents, and finally to each other.

Xiaojuan helped to her bridal chamber to await her most important moment.

The wait was agonizing. Alone in the room, Xiaojuan kept replaying her mother's instructions before she left

. Thinking about it, her face flushed, and she nervously clutched her skirt at her knees.

Night fell, but the outside was still filled with joy. Finally, the door to the bridal chamber opened. Xiao Juan

felt a mix of nervousness and shyness upon hearing the door open, unsure what to do with her hands. Her mother had told her that after tonight she would truly become

a woman. Remembering her mother's words, Xiao Juan blushed again; she felt she blushed very easily.

As the footsteps drew closer, Xiao Juan clasped her hands tightly on her thighs, her eyes fixed on her feet

, awaiting what was to come. Several large red candles were lit in the room; though not particularly bright,

they created a hazy, beautiful atmosphere. The footsteps stopped abruptly, then seemed to

pace , perhaps too excited or hesitant for some other reason. Xiao Juan sat on the edge of the bed, listening to

the pacing footsteps, unsure what to do. Finally, as if having made a decision, the footsteps approached again

, and a pair of trembling hands lifted her veil.

A beautiful face was revealed before her—a long, oval face, lightly powdered, with

a pure yet alluring charm. A pair of clear, bright eyes were fixed on the person before her. Although she had prepared beforehand,

she still felt a surge of nervousness and shyness upon seeing him. Xiao Juan immediately lowered her head.

The person standing before Xiao Juan was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a square face and slightly small

but intelligent eyes. He had a long beard. This man was none other than

Wang Wenhan, the clan head and father of Wenhao.

It turned out that there was a long-standing custom in this village: on their wedding night, the bride had to deflower the clan head

to receive his blessing and ensure a long and happy life together.

Wang Wenhan wasn't originally from this village, but he was

chosen as the clan leader after marrying the granddaughter of the former clan chief and due to his own learning. Initially, he couldn't accept this hereditary clan rule. He tried to change it,

but no one supported him, because the village tradition held that only in this way could the bride receive blessings. Coupled with the

persuasion of his wife and father-in-law, he didn't insist on continuing the rule. He was initially embarrassed, but after a few times, he discovered that although the people here were uneducated and sometimes conservative, they were surprisingly open-minded about this. He gradually became more accepting and even started to like the clan rule. 　　But tonight was different, because the woman before him was his daughter-in-law. This was incest, so he hesitated when he first entered the house. However, because this was a hereditary rule, experienced by all previous clan chiefs, and something he couldn't change, plus Xiao Juan was indeed a beauty, quite well-developed despite her young age, he was not yet 50 years old and couldn't help but be tempted by such a beauty. Moreover, today's events were being conducted according to clan rules, so it wasn't considered a violation. After weighing the options, he lifted Xiao Juan's veil. 　　When he saw Xiao Juan sitting there shyly, head bowed, looking like a demure young woman, he felt a mix of nervousness, excitement, and impulse. Looking at the beautiful woman before him, he didn't know what to do. Although he had experienced many such situations before and was quite experienced, facing his daughter-in-law today felt like the first time he faced this situation after becoming clan chief—he was somewhat helpless. The two in this awkward silence, one sitting and the other standing. 　　Finally, the clan chief regained his composure and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Xiao Juan, from now on you are a member of the Wang family. But tonight, due to village rules, I think your family has already told you about them. I hope you don't mind, and don't be too nervous; just relax." Xiao Juan kept her head down, uttering only a soft "Mmm." Her face seemed to flush even more, and her head seemed to bow even lower. 　　Old Wang gradually regained his authority as the clan leader and said, "Now I will perform your true coming-of-age ceremony. Only after tonight will you be a real woman." After saying this, he sat down next to Xiao Juan and began to carefully examine her. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she became . She was the kind of person who was beautiful at first glance, but the longer you looked, the more you would find that she was not only beautiful, but also had a very ethereal quality. She was like a fairy, someone you wanted to conquer but couldn't bear to defile. 　　Old Wang looked at her for a long time and finally slowly reached out his slightly rough hand to stroke Xiao Juan's cheek. Her face was so delicate, looking like it could be broken at a touch, and smooth and delicate to the touch. When Old Wang touched her like this, Xiao Juan instinctively turned her head to the side, but she remembered what her mother had told her, that she had gone through the same thing, that all women in the village had to undergo the clan leader's baptism before marriage so that they would have a happy and fulfilling life. Moreover , she was fortunate to marry into the Wang family, and she should cherish it. So she began to try to calm herself down so that she wouldn't be so nervous. 　　Old Wang had fully recovered his composure. Seeing that Xiao Juan seemed to relax a little, he began penetrate her further. Normally, rough men in the mountain village would just strip and get down to business, knowing nothing of flirting. But Old Wang had relatives in the city and had been there a few times, experiencing things more like city life . So compared to the other men in the village, he was a master of flirting. Therefore, after Jinlian and the other women had their virginity taken by Old Wang, they naturally felt he was better than their husbands. 　　Old Wang removed Xiao Juan's hairpin, and her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders. He stroked her , then slowly moved it to Xiao Juan's face, closing his eyes and gently inhaling her body, as if she possessed a natural fragrance that he thoroughly enjoyed. 　　After a moment of blissful intoxication, based on his years of experience, Old Wang began to kiss Xiao Juan's lips. He wasn't in a hurry, but slowly and gently took Xiao Juan's tender lips in his mouth. He felt their thin, smooth, and elastic texture. Xiao Juan initially leaned back instinctively, but with each backward movement, Lao Wang leaned forward, until she was lying on the bed, unable to move further. Lao Wang was now half-pressed on top of her. His mouth was now tightly entwined with Xiao Juan's, and he began to pry open her lips with his tongue, his hands reaching for her breasts. 　　Xiao Juan, who had initially only instinctively tried to avoid him, was now completely disoriented by Lao Wang's kisses and touches, simply closing her eyes and letting him do as he pleased. She felt his tongue enter her mouth, and she obediently opened her mouth, extending her own tongue to meet his. Their tongues intertwined. 　　Seeing Xiao Juan's cooperation and lack of resistance, Lao Wang completely let go. Looking at the young woman she was his daughter-in-law, someone he would likely never have the chance to taste again . Tonight, he would enjoy himself to the fullest. He began to undress Xiao Juan. Because it was summer, Xiao Juan was only wearing a long dress made by her mother. Old Wang naked, revealing a pink bodice and white shorts underneath. Xiao Juan blushed, her eyes closed, her small hands gripping the sheets tightly with nervousness. Her chest rose and fell , her breasts, hidden beneath the bodice, heaving with each breath. Old Wang swallowed hard, his large hands grabbing her breasts without hesitation. His first impression was: not as big as Jinlian's, but firmer. 　　Perhaps because Old Wang used too much force, Xiao Juan frowned, biting her lower lip and letting out a soft "Mmm." But Old Wang paid no attention to her feelings. He only felt the firmness and strength of her breasts, not very large, yet too big to be fully grasped in one hand. A virgin's breasts are different, much better than those sluts', Old Wang thought to himself. 　　After groping for a while, Lao Wang ripped off Xiao Juan's bodice, revealing a pair of not-so-large but bamboo-like breasts standing proudly on her chest. Lao Wang then noticed that Xiao Juan's breasts were very firm; although she was lying flat, they didn't spread out to the sides but remained erect. Her nipples were very small, like pink lotus seeds. Because they had just been touched, her nipples were very hard and stood erect.

Old Wang, like a child nursing, held her left breast with one hand and began suckling at her right. Soon, both breasts

were covered in his saliva.

Xiao Juan felt a sensation she had never experienced before. Although it was initially uncomfortable, as

Old Wang as if she had taken a warm bath in winter—warm and comforting.

She felt something flowing gently in her lower abdomen.

Old Wang continued suckling her breasts and then kissed his way down, his tongue

swirling . Xiao Juan, who had been slightly tense, couldn't help

but giggle as Old Wang teased her navel; it was a very sensitive spot for her. Xiao Juan's laughter instantly eased the

slightly .

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lao Wang pulled down Xiao Juan's panties, completely exposing her body to him

. Staring at her genitals, he noticed her pubic hair was sparse, practically nonexistent

, with only a small tuft of fine, soft hair on her lower abdomen – like a little white tiger. Her labia

weren't thick, appearing very tender and pink against her fair skin. The labia majora completely concealed the labia minora and vagina

, tightly closed together with only a slit, as if sealed shut.

Lao Wang had never seen such a beautiful, tender vulva. Watching her tightly envelop her vulva, he quickly stripped off

his clothes, his penis already rock hard. Although somewhat older, he looked as

vigorous and spirited as a young man. His penis was darker than average, and while not very long, it was quite thick.

The glans protruded from the foreskin, its bluish veins covering the entire shaft.

Although Xiao Juan had her eyes closed, she felt as if a wolf was eyeing her intently. Her legs were

tightly pressed together; she knew what her mother had described was about to happen. Despite being prepared,

she couldn't help but feel nervous again.

Seemingly noticing Xiao Juan's tension, Lao Wang rubbed his penis and pressed himself against her,

saying, "Xiao Juan, don't be nervous. This is something you have to go through to become a woman. It will

hurt a little at first, but you'll feel very comfortable later. Don't be nervous, I'll try to be gentle and not hurt you." Xiao Juan

didn't answer, nodding and then shaking her head. Lao Wang didn't understand what she meant, but he didn't care .

He held Xiao Juan and, imitating the DVDs he'd seen in the city, spread her legs. Xiao Juan initially kept her

legs tightly closed, but having been taught that women must obey men, she cooperated and

opened her legs, her cheeks flushed red like a ripe apple, making her look delicate and somewhat

adorable.

Old Wang paid no attention to appreciating her. After spreading Xiao Juan's legs, he saw

a . Based on experience, he knew Xiao Juan's body was instinctively aroused. He

imitated a scene from a movie, opening his mouth and starting to eat Xiao Juan's labia.

Xiao Juan was startled to feel Old Wang licking her genitals. She had only heard her mother say that something would enter

her body, causing a little pain at first, but then it would be fine. She never imagined that the clan leader would use his mouth to eat her

private parts. She was both ashamed and anxious, pressing Old Wang's head with her hands to push him away, her legs involuntarily

clamping together.

Although Old Wang had deflowered many virgins, he had never seen such a beautiful vulva before. He felt more and more

fluid , and what used to smell somewhat foul now tasted sweet. Ignoring Xiao Juan's movements,

he just kept eating, his thick tongue constantly trying to probe into the crease of Xiao Juan's labia majora and penetrate her vagina

. Although Xiao Juan's labia were tightly closed, they instinctively parted

slightly , allowing his tongue to slip inside and begin to swirl.

Xiao Juan's small hands were no match for the aroused Lao Wang. At first, she tried to push his

head away, feeling utterly humiliated. The clan leader was

licking her private parts, and she felt as if he had swallowed her urine. She was so ashamed she didn't know

what to do . However, as Lao Wang's tongue penetrated, her body, driven by sexual instinct

, began to writhe uncontrollably. Warm currents flowed from her lower body. Soon, her

hands, which had initially tried to push Lao Wang away, were now pressing down on his head, seemingly unwilling to let him leave. Her beautiful legs,

like arms, tightly embraced his neck, preventing him from departing.

Lao Wang now had most of his tongue inside Xiao Juan's vagina, his nose even touching her clitoris

. He felt something blocking his way, preventing him from entering. He knew it was Xiao Juan's hymen

. He knew from Xiao Juan's body's reaction that the time was ripe. So he parted Xiao Juan's legs and let

his head out. Xiao Juan had initially felt

the comfort of Lao Wang's hot lips and scalding tongue inside her, but suddenly Lao Wang's mouth and tongue left. She felt a strange emptiness, as if she had lost

something . Her eyes, which had been closed, opened for the first time. Lao Wang was also staring intently at her, and she quickly

closed them again. Lao Wang leaned closer and said, "Xiao Juan, I'm going in. It might hurt a little, so please bear with it

." Xiao Juan nodded vigorously, a hint of anticipation rising from her initial uncertainty and fear.

She slightly opened her eyes and saw Lao Wang taking something out of his undone pocket.

She didn't know what it was, but he tore it open and pulled out an oily object.

Lao Wang placed the object at the glans and slowly slid it down to the base of his penis.

As Lao Wang moved, Xiao Juan saw a man's penis for the first time. She couldn't help but wonder: "So this

is my mother called a man's root, also known as a penis." "It's so black, thick,

like a fire poker, so ugly!" she thought. "Is this ugly thing going to enter my body?" She suddenly

wondered if her husband's penis looked like her father-in-law's. Thinking of this, her face flushed red,

and she closed her eyes, unable to look any longer. It turned out Lao Wang was wearing a condom. Because of the custom in their village, he was afraid of

someone getting pregnant, so he bought condoms in the village when he went to the city to prevent

pregnancy .

Seeing Xiao Juan with her eyes closed, motionless, and her legs slightly parted, he climbed onto her.

One hand gripped his penis, and he began rubbing the glans against Xiao Juan's vulva. Because it was her first time, Xiao Juan's

body was extremely sensitive; her genitals had already become very wet from Lao Wang's earlier teasing

, easily lubricating his glans. The glans slowly parted Xiao Juan's labia and gently inserted itself. The initial entry was unusually

smooth, perhaps due to the abundant lubrication. Soon, Lao Wang felt something blocking

his glans .

Xiao Juan felt something pushing against her vulva; she knew it was the man's

penis her mother had spoken of. She felt the man's penis, like an iron rod, forcing open her urethra and entering

her body. The man's penis felt incredibly hot; the emptiness she had felt earlier

filled with the man's entry, not just her genitals, but her heart as well. She wanted to moan,

but shame made her bite back, and she simply closed her eyes, hoping the man would make her feel even more fulfilled.

Based on his years of experience, Lao Wang knew that at this point, he needed to act decisively. He couldn't proceed slowly, as that would only cause

Xiao Juan more pain and she might not be able to bear it. Knowing that a short, sharp pain was better than a long, drawn-out one, he took a deep breath and

thrust his thick penis deep into Xiao Juan's hymen.

Xiao Juan, who had been enjoying the fullness in her body with her eyes closed, thinking it wasn't as painful as her mother had described

, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower body. It felt as if something was piercing her skin, and she couldn't help but cry out,

"Ah!" She seemed to be in great pain, and two tears slid down her cheeks.

Lao Wang immediately wiped away Xiao Juan's tears, gently touched her lips, and said softly, "Xiao Juan,

don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore soon, don't cry." His penis remained motionless deep inside Xiao Juan's vagina,

as he continued to stroke her hair and gently comfort her, kissing her face and lips repeatedly. Then he

moved to her breasts and began to suckle.

After the initial excruciating pain, Xiao Juan's

body . Her body slowly began to regain the

inexplicable pleasure she had experienced before. Now, she longed for Lao Wang to give her the same feeling of fulfillment as before.

Lao Wang teased her for a while, knowing the time was right, and began to slowly and gently thrust in and out.

Before he resumed thrusting, Xiao Juan couldn't help but grip the sheets tightly, her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, showing she was

still in pain. However, as time passed, she gradually got used to Lao Wang's rhythm, and the initial pain

seemed to disappear. Although there was still a little pain, it was mostly a feeling of comfort.

Although Xiao Juan's hymen was broken, her vagina was exceptionally tight—

the tightest of all the women Lao Wang had ever deflowered. Afraid he wouldn't last long before ejaculating, Lao Wang controlled the rhythm, thrusting slowly and

patiently.

After a while, Lao Wang began to adapt to Xiao Juan's tight vagina and knew she had become

accustomed to his penis, so he began to increase the speed of his thrusts. He wrapped one arm around Xiao Juan's neck and

kissed her, his tongue immediately plunging into her mouth for a French kiss. Xiao Juan didn't know what French kissing was; she was just

instinctively responding to the clan leader. She only felt the clan leader's rough tongue swirling around her own, which felt very

comfortable. So this was what kissing felt like.

While kissing, Old Wang's other hand tightly gripped one of Xiao Juan's tender breasts. His lower body moved rhythmically,

starting slowly and gradually increasing in speed. The tight contact between their bodies made a "slap slap"

sound Xiao Juan had never heard such a sound before, and she felt both ashamed and excited. So this was the clan ritual her mother had talked about.

It had hurt a little at first, but it was actually quite comfortable. Her body seemed particularly sensitive. With Lao Wang's constant

thrusting , the initial small trickle of fluid from her lower body gradually increased. Because Lao Wang's penis wasn't particularly long

, he inserted the entire length each time. The fluid flowing from Xiao Juan gradually clung to their genitals,

forming long, thin strands. As the strands thickened, the sounds from their lower bodies grew louder, the "slap slap"

filling the room. With their bodies merging, Lao Wang had completely returned to his usual state, no longer

feeling any embarrassment at having his daughter-in-law beneath him, but instead experiencing an unprecedented excitement.

He no longer called her Xiao Juan, but began to tease her, saying, "Daughter-in-law,

how's your father-in-law's penis? Does it feel good?" Xiao Juan, who had already entered a very pleasurable state,

was reminded by Lao Wang's words that she was on top of her father-in-law, not her husband. Thinking of

this, she blushed and didn't know how to answer, simply closing her eyes and remaining silent. Although the sensation was

pleasurable, she couldn't very well say in front of her father-in-law that she was enjoying being penetrated. Although their village

had a rule that the clan chief would deflower a woman, incest was absolutely forbidden in other families, and those who violated this rule

would be severely punished. Because of her husband, she was with her father-in-law, which, although

according to village rules, would inevitably be embarrassing, and the women in the village would likely talk about it behind her back.

The thought of incest with her father-in-law, the pleasure she felt combined with a slight sense of guilt, gave her

a feeling she couldn't quite describe. Perhaps it was guilt, or perhaps something else entirely.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Old Wang quickened his thrusts and said, "Don't be shy, daughter-in-law. Your father-in-law

is very confident in this area. So many girls have cried out in pleasure after I've made them call me 'husband.'

Especially Jinlian, she's the most slutty, always calling me 'dear husband' and begging me to fuck her." He then thrust proudly again.

Hearing this, Xiao Juan remembered Jinlian telling her once while washing clothes that the clan chief was very powerful.

She realized he was referring to this. Her face turned even redder. Although her body felt very comfortable, so comfortable that she

wanted to moan, she kept her mouth tightly shut, trying her best not to make a sound. Her hands gripped the sheets

tightly to control herself.

Seeing that Xiao Juan remained silent, Old Wang paused and asked, "Daughter-in-law, is your father-in-law making you feel good?

If so, nod." Xiao Juan was feeling comfortable, and Old Wang's sudden stop made her anxious,

but she was too embarrassed to admit it, so she closed her eyes and shook her head, but then nodded.

Old Wang was amused. He thrust his penis in and out a few times and asked again, "Is it comfortable or not? Not comfortable?"

"If you're okay, then your father-in-law won't do it anymore."

He then slowly withdrew his penis. Xiao Juan became a little anxious, afraid that Old Wang would really pull out. She had indeed felt very good being penetrated, so she

covered her face with her hands and nodded.

Old Wang, seeing Xiao Juan nod after his penis had withdrawn halfway, grinned wickedly and thrust it forcefully to the

deepest part . Xiao Juan finally couldn't help but groan "Ah!" from his thrust, but immediately shut her mouth

and continued to cover her face with her hands.

Old Wang, while thrusting in and out, said, "Juan'er, call me husband." Xiao Juan just

covered her face and kept shaking her head.

"Then call me father-in-law, okay? Father-in-law will treat you well from now on and won't let my son bully you."

Xiao Juan remained silent, shaking her head incessantly, but her lower body involuntarily began

to sway , her buttocks occasionally thrusting upwards in rhythm with Lao Wang's thrusts.

Seeing that Xiao Juan wouldn't speak, Lao Wang wrapped his arms around her round buttocks, gripping her buttocks with both hands.

He knelt on the bed, placing her buttocks on his thighs, and began to thrust rapidly, muttering

, "Call me father-in-law, let me fuck you to death." Xiao Juan felt Lao Wang's grip on her buttocks tightly,

and her lower body felt his speed increasing. Her body reacted to Lao Wang's rhythm, and that unprecedented

feeling gradually intensified, as if something was about to explode inside her. She then

gripped Lao Wang's wrists, which were holding her buttocks. Although her eyes and lips remained tightly closed,

she couldn't help .

Because Xiao Juan's vagina was tighter than most, and with Lao Wang's rapid thrusting, he was at his limit

, finally uttering "hmm hmm" from Xiao Juan. He felt an unusual sense of satisfaction as he listened to the sounds of his penis. His daughter-in-law

was moaning and groaning as he penetrated her, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. He released his pent-up desire, his penis still

deep inside Xiao Juan's vagina, and then streams of semen shot out.

Xiao Juan felt that Old Wang's penis seemed to have grown even thicker and faster. The

pent-up desire within her finally found an outlet and gushed out. She felt as if she had urinated, a gush of fluid flowing out, and her body felt instantly lighter.

Her body

shivered as the urine gushed out.

After ejaculating, Old Wang lay limply on top of Xiao Juan. Xiao Juan, also in the throes of orgasm, had her breasts

heaving , and Old Wang

's pressure had flattened them. Old Wang rolled over and lay beside Xiao Juan, took out a condom filled with semen, and noticed

traces of red blood on the outside—a sign that Xiao Juan was still a virgin. He tossed the condom on the ground, held Xiao Juan, and prepared to

fall asleep .

Xiao Juan had never experienced such pleasure before, and was overwhelmed with a sense of ecstasy. Holding Old Wang in his arms, she

softly called out… "Father-in-law," Old Wang said, as if he'd taken some kind of aphrodisiac. Seeing his daughter-in-law lying

naked in his arms, calling him "Father-in-law," and recalling their recent lovemaking, the unsettling feeling of violating morality didn't make him feel guilty at all; instead, it excited him even more. His previously limp penis, looking at

his daughter-in-law, became erect again. Xiao Juan felt her father-in-law's penis harden again, pressing against her lower abdomen. Looking down, she saw the dark, shiny glans facing her as if She quickly closed her eyes, unable to bear looking. Old Wang got up and put a condom on his penis. He said smugly, "Luckily, I prepared ten condoms today. That'll be enough for tonight." Then he pounced on Xiao Juan again. 　　The quiet village, the dark night, seemed unusually desolate. But in Xiao Juan's newlywed room, a single red candle emitted a soft glow, filling the room with the scent of spring.

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