[Sex Education Handbook] Revised Edition (6)

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After returning from my aunt's house, I rested for two nights, but feeling depressed, I had

to go to the countryside with my parents to celebrate my grandmother's 80th birthday.

It was so frustrating!

My blissful sex life, my nightly revelry, all vanished! But I couldn't express my suffering;

I had to keep it all bottled up inside, which was incredibly painful.

No one could understand my anguish, so for the entire five-plus-hour drive from City C to the countryside,

I was listless until the beautiful scenery of the countryside came into view, at which point my mood began to slowly

improve.

Let me introduce my hometown, or rather, my ancestral home, called Ping'an Township. It's a very ordinary name,

only about 200 kilometers as the crow flies from City C, not far. However, the journey from the city to the county seat,

then finally to the countryside is obviously complicated, since it's not a continuous highway. There are passengers getting on and off along the way, and

transfers are required. It was quite an achievement that our family managed to get to my grandmother's house in five hours.

Compared to the city, the countryside is just a bit bluer, the water clearer, and the air fresher. But

at my age, I couldn't appreciate any of that. So, in my eyes, Ping'an Township, like most rural areas

, was a poor, remote place. There were no internet cafes, no arcades, nothing special. Although the environment was decent,

the scenery wasn't particularly beautiful. Basically, there was nothing special about it. Perhaps the only

unique thing was the natural hot spring in the mountains of Ping'an Township.

Nobody knows when this hot spring came into being; it seems to have always been there. Anyway, it

's . Every time I went back to my hometown as a child, I would go to the hot spring once or twice.

The spring wasn't big, the water flow wasn't much, and it was scattered here and there, with little

potential for development.

Speaking of which, since entering my senior year of high school, with the increased workload, I

haven't been back to my hometown even once in the past year or so.

The car finally lurched into the village. As soon as I got out, I saw Grandma, my eldest uncle, my second uncle, and a few others

waving from a short distance away, looking very happy. Although I had told Grandma on the phone beforehand, I didn't expect

her to be waiting for us at the village entrance all this time. I was very touched.

Indeed, I am still Grandma's most beloved grandson.

"Bobo, you've finally arrived! I've missed you so much!" I heard Grandma calling my

nickname from afar.

"Grandma!!"

I ran excitedly towards her. I hadn't felt much before, but now, seeing my family again, it really

touched my heart.

"Bobo, let Grandma take a good look at you. Oh my, my dear grandson, it's been over a year since I last saw you, and you've grown so tall!

Taller than Grandma!"

Grandma grabbed me, sighing with joy.

"Grandma, I came here especially to see you!"

I also looked closely. In the past year, Grandma's wrinkles had obviously increased, but now her face was full

of joy, and she looked particularly energetic.

"Hehe, Bowa, are you married yet?!" My uncle chimed in jokingly,

making the villagers watching chuckle.

"Uh, Uncle, you're joking. I'm not even an adult yet, how could I have a wife?"

I scratched my head, embarrassed.

Just then, my dad and mom caught up from behind, carrying a big bag. The family chatted excitedly for a few moments

before heading home in a lively atmosphere.

It was already 6 p.m., just in time for dinner. Because Grandma's birthday was the day after tomorrow,

none of the villagers or friends would be coming yet. The first to arrive were immediate family members within three generations,

but there were still quite a few people. Adults and children alike filled three large round tables.

You only see such a large family gathering for dinner like this in the countryside. Everyone was

happy, and since my dad and his brothers and cousins hadn't gotten together in so long, they naturally started drinking at the dinner table. The aunts and uncles chatted and drank

with them , talking about everything under the sun, from family matters to everyday life. It seemed this family dinner

wouldn't end for another two or three hours.

I finished eating early and said I wanted to go out and play. My uncle at the next table, while drinking, instructed,

"Biaowa, go take your uncle for a walk around the village."

As soon as he finished speaking, a little boy with a snotty nose stood obediently in front of me.

Biaowa, my uncle's grandson.

It's not too surprising; my uncle is more than ten years older than my dad, and people in rural areas generally marry young, so it's quite normal for him to have a grandson

now .

Biaowazi is ten years old and still attends the village primary school. He has the simple and honest nature unique to rural children. Almost

every time I go back to my hometown, this little guy accompanies me. The other relatives' children are either too young or

have gone out to work at seventeen or eighteen. I don't know the other children of the same age in the village very well,

so only he is left.

After leaving the house, I noticed a strange phenomenon shortly afterward. Many

men, women, and even older women in the village were walking in one direction, carrying towels and even clothes. "

What's going on?" I asked Biaowazi.

After Biaowazi's illogical and inaccurate explanation, I finally understood.

It turned out that a new hot spring resort had been built in the village.

This hot spring resort wasn't very big; it was just a small open-air hot spring resort created by renovating two larger hot spring pools

. And the owner of this resort happened to be someone I knew quite well in the village

—Aunt Bai.

Aunt Bai's real name is Bai Jing. This name, with its cultural connotations, suggests she

stands out Indeed, in the villagers' eyes, Aunt Bai is a unique

woman, unconventional and not easily bound by societal norms.

I've heard elders mention that Aunt Bai wasn't originally from the village; she apparently married into it from a faraway

place . She was clearly well-educated and worldly-wise,

evident in her demeanor, mannerisms, and clothing.

Thinking of Aunt Bai stirs a sense of wonder within me, because every time I see her, my heart races,

captivated by her beauty.

Aunt Bai is 35 years old this year. She has a delicate and beautiful face like a woman from Jiangnan. Her small nose is of moderate height

, her eyebrows are lightly drawn, and her watery eyes seem to be whispering sweet nothings to you at all times. Her lips are full, bright

, and slightly upturned, and her skin is fair and flawless with a faint rosy glow. She is naturally beautiful without makeup, and her slightly languid

medium-length hair adds to her mature femininity.

She is gentle yet radiant, capable yet elegant. Perhaps you won't be particularly amazed at first glance, but her beauty is like a spring breeze that

slowly seeps into your heart, gradually taking over your soul. Every time you see her, you

feel a different flutter in your heart. After careful appreciation, you are left with endless aftertaste, slowly becoming infatuated with her, until finally, you are completely

captivated by her.

However, fate played a cruel joke on this beautiful woman. Seven years ago, her

husband tragically died in a car accident, leaving her to shoulder

the responsibility of raising her son and supporting her family alone.

Aunt Bai's deceased husband was named Wang Qingshan, a native of the village. He had a difficult childhood; his father died

early, and his mother became ill from overwork while raising him. However, Wang Qingshan was filial, intelligent, and hardworking from a young age, eventually

becoming one of the few from the village to be admitted to university (my father was one of them), a great achievement at the time that

caused a sensation throughout the county. However, his mother passed away during his first year of school, and less than two months later,

Wang Qingshan dropped out and returned home. Aunt Bai came back with him, and you can imagine

how surprised the villagers were when they saw him bring back such a beautiful and delicate woman.

The two married quietly, and strangely enough, no family members from the bride's side were seen at the time. Later, Wang Qingshan used

his knowledge and the unique climate of the hot spring area to lead the villagers in setting up greenhouses for planting. It

was a novelty quite profitable. In the following years, everyone's pockets began to bulge. However

, tragically, one morning seven years ago, Wang Qingshan was driving a truck to the city to transport vegetables when he was involved in

a car accident and died instantly. A once happy family was destroyed, leaving Aunt Bai alone to raise

her ten-year-old son.

Strangely enough, after Wang Qingshan's death, the market for greenhouse farming began to decline, and profits dwindled

. The villagers either returned to their traditional backbreaking labor in the fields or had to go out

to work .

Aunt Bai was somewhat of an exception; she neither worked in the fields nor went out to work. Instead, she used her shrewdness to open a small shop in

the village .

Opening a shop in the village? Wasn't that ridiculous? Who would have so much spare money to patronize every day? That was

everyone . However, later events proved that Aunt Bai wasn't just acting impulsively or wasting money.

Wangcun is the largest village under Ping'an Township, and it's also located on

the main route , so there's a considerable flow of people. The small shop there does fairly well, making a small profit throughout the year.

A little over a year ago, after her son was admitted to university, Aunt Bai used most of her savings to lease

several . After some simple renovations, it became the current hot spring resort. At the time, this

was something the villagers didn't understand, but given Aunt Bai's shrewdness, she certainly wouldn't do something that would lose money.

I suddenly really wanted to see Aunt Bai, so I had Biaowa lead the way towards the resort.

In the few minutes it took to walk through the village, I casually looked around and was surprised to find that Wangcun had

changed dramatically in the past few years. The old, dilapidated mud-brick houses were almost gone, replaced by newly built cement bungalows. There was even

a huge two-story villa; Biaowa said it was the village head's house. No wonder it was so

imposing even a small official is still an official, so it's normal for him to be extremely wealthy.

There were noticeably more unfamiliar faces in the village. Although I rarely return to my hometown, I've seen and remembered

most of , and now, I'd bet those people are newcomers to Wang Village.

Not only that, but there are also many small shops, farmhouses, and even a

hotel with a sign that says "Parking and Accommodation"—it's all so novel! It seems Wang Village has developed quite rapidly in the past two years, truly embodying

the characteristics of a new socialist countryside.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the entrance to the open-air hot spring. As I looked around, a

magnetic .

"Hehe, isn't this Xiao Bo? When did you get back?"

I couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice, and saw a beautiful figure standing gracefully at the entrance,

smiling sweetly Aunt Bai!

My heart skipped a beat.

Aunt Bai's tall, slender figure, nearly 1.7 meters tall, came into view. She wore a white V-neck long-sleeved t-shirt,

a heart-shaped silver ornament adorning her fair neck, her breasts high and full, her waist slender, paired with tight-fitting dark blue cropped jeans

that accentuated her rounded hips and plump thighs. Following her smooth, white calves down, her jade-like feet casually

wore black patterned wedge sandals, her naturally rounded toes playfully peeking out.

It was just ordinary loungewear, yet on Aunt Bai, it looked so sexy and graceful, giving off a

mature and elegant aura—truly a natural beauty!

This mature and beautiful feminine charm was simply irresistible to me, and these past few days my mind had been preoccupied with

longing for my aunt. Therefore, upon suddenly seeing a woman with the same allure, I was instantly captivated.

I shamelessly admired her from head to toe, my eyes burning with lust, my lecherous

gaze . But then I suddenly noticed her delicate brows furrow slightly, a flash of disgust crossing her eyes.

I jolted awake, quickly composed myself, and replied, "Oh, it's Aunt Bai! I just arrived today, just

looking around!"

Aunt Bai still had that same smiling face, and said gently, "Hehe, Xiao Bo, would you like to go inside and take a look, and

maybe soak in the hot springs?" Her tone was still as friendly as before, without the slightest change.

"No, no, I'll go look at other places!"

I hurriedly declined, grabbed Biao Wa Zi, and ran back.

I had inadvertently revealed my lust just now, which was a mistake, even though it was only for a second or two, it was hard to say

whether Aunt Bai had noticed.

My attempt had backfired, and I dared not stay any longer. If I made an even bigger mistake, it would be terrible, and I

didn't want leave a bad impression on Aunt Bai.

To be honest, in my heart, I felt that Aunt Bai's attitude towards me was different from her attitude towards others.

Since her husband passed away, Aunt Bai has lived a secluded life with her son. Although she appears

kind and , everyone can sense the underlying aloofness in her; she's notoriously difficult to approach,

perhaps a form of self-protection.

But to me, Aunt Bai is always very kind, and I can feel her sincerity, not pretense.

It's strange.

Later, I learned by chance from an elder that I bear a striking resemblance to Aunt Bai's deceased husband.

Her husband, Wang Qingshan, and my father were brothers in their grandparents' generation. Wang Qingshan is also my

distant cousin, so naturally, we share many bloodlines and genes, and it's not surprising that I look somewhat like him.

This is probably the main reason Aunt Bai is so kind to me. Besides, I was quite likable as a child, so I naturally received

special treatment. The villagers all say that Aunt Bai is a golden phoenix that unfortunately fell into a thatched hut. In my opinion, it's true;

it's such a pity that such a beautiful woman is buried in the countryside. So I should have called her "Auntie,"

but thinking of all the burly aunties and older women in the village, I couldn't bring myself to say it. In the end, I simply

called her "Auntie" to distinguish her.

What I didn't know was that after I left, Aunt Bai frowned again, clearly still puzzled by what had just

happened.

She had seen too many lustful looks in those eyes; most men gave her that

disgusting look. Although it was nauseating, her years of hardship had taught her to hide and

protect herself. She was just puzzled that a child would look at her like that, especially a

child .

Could she have been mistaken? Aunt Bai shook her head in confusion.

I grabbed Biaowa and ran as fast as I could, only stopping when we were almost home, panting heavily. Although I could no longer see

Aunt Bai, her graceful figure was imprinted in my mind like a curse, swirling and echoing.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Biaowa asked, panting.

"It's nothing,"

I said casually. "You wouldn't understand even if I told you, you little brat. I didn't bring any money, so I'm embarrassed to go in."

"Oh, that's no problem. I'll take you to the back of the mountain. There are hot springs there too. Gou Dan and I often go there

to play!" Biao Wa Zi said smugly. "The bathhouse is boring; you can't play in the water." "

Bathhouse" was naturally Biao Wa Zi's name for the hot spring resort, because in his eyes, it was no

different from .

"Last time Gou Dan went to the bathhouse with his dad, he played in the water and got a beating from his dad, hehe,

I saw it all from the mountain."

"What! You can see inside the bathhouse from the mountain?!" My heart skipped a beat.

"Yeah," Biao Wa Zi answered honestly.

"Take me there now!"

Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier? The thought of being able to peep at women's naked bodies made my heart race. Immediately realizing I

might have said something inappropriate, I added, "Take me to take a bath!"

Led by Biao Wa Zi, I traversed the back mountain, crossing countless ditches and landslides,

finally arriving at our destination.

Looking at the tiny puddle that could barely fit three or four adults, I was speechless. Only an

energetic brat like Biao Wa Zi could wander so far up the mountain to find such a deserted "puddle."

Summer days are long, so it wasn't dark yet.

I eagerly looked down the mountain; the location was good, directly opposite the bathhouse entrance. Through the trees

, I could see people coming and going, but the foliage obscured the view from those below

.

The only downside was that although the hot spring bath was open-air, it had a plastic canopy and a surrounding

fence, obscuring most of the area.

I initially thought it was a mixed-gender bath, but the men's and women's sections were quite separated. It seems I've been too

influenced ; I've misunderstood again.

"Uncle, what are you looking at? Come on, it feels so good!" Biaowazi was already naked,

having a great time playing in the puddle.

"You go first, I'll look at the scenery!" I replied without turning around.

Looking through the ventilation hole between the roof and the wall, I could just see a small part of the hot spring pool.

Luckily , there were three women squatting by the pool, soaking in the water, but their backs were to me.

Three half-naked, white bodies swayed in the distance, but unfortunately, I couldn't see their faces.

Just as I was regretting it, one of them stood up from the water, turned around to get out of the water, and suddenly I saw her completely naked

.

This woman should be from the village; I vaguely remembered her. Her appearance was ordinary, and her figure was also average,

but I have to say, those cow-like breasts were truly spectacular. Although they were a little saggy, they were definitely

top-notch, the best for breast sex. Just one look made my dick throb. As the woman stepped

ashore she scooped up a handful of warm water and scrubbed her dark pubic hair, checking to see

if she was clean. This excited me from a distance.

To be honest, the woman was average-looking, and her actions were quite ordinary. I'm not a novice, but I still

enjoyed it—that's the pleasure of voyeurism.

After the woman left, the other two swam out of my sight, chatting and laughing. Besides

their large buttocks, I saw nothing else.

After a while, no one else appeared. My recently aroused interest was dampened, so I reluctantly accepted

the situation, returned to the pond, and soaked in the water for a while. Finally, before dark, I went down the mountain with Biaowazi and went home.

Rural nights are boring. After dark, almost no one goes out in the village; everyone stays

home watching TV. But for someone addicted to the internet like me, I had no interest in watching TV. The

day passed in this boredom.

The next day was even more boring. The adults could gather together to chat and play cards, but I had nothing to do.

Biaowazi took me climbing trees and traversing hills, chasing chickens and dogs. He was having a great time, but I was utterly bored.

My interests lay elsewhere; to paraphrase an old saying—how can a sparrow know the ambitions of a swan!

As evening approached, I returned to the small puddle. After admiring it for a while, for some reason,

Aunt Bai's image suddenly popped into my mind.

Was Aunt Bai's breasts also very large?

Is her vulva pink or black? It must be pink, I really want to penetrate it!

Various questions and fantasies swirled in my mind, making me excited, even dreaming

of .

Finally, Grandma's birthday arrived. Many people came, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

80 years old, a big birthday celebration, it was a grand affair, not only a formal lunch but also another in the afternoon.

In the evening, my father specially hired a band and emcee from the city at a high price to perform in Wang Village. The guests

watched with great interest, but I remained bored; this kind of small-scale performance couldn't arouse my interest at all.

At 8:30 pm, night had fallen, and I walked alone in the village. Biaowazi didn't come with me; he was

engrossed and didn't care about me.

The sky was beautiful tonight, the moon bright and clear, like a silver veil. I had the chance to appreciate

the countryside under the night sky. If I filtered out the noisy music, it would still be quite interesting.

Unconsciously, I found myself near Aunt Bai's house. I'd been coming here often these past few days, of course, secretly watching

from a distance .

Everyone likes to look at beautiful women, and I'm no exception.

My subconscious must have guided me here. I stared at the closed door in the distance, thinking that Aunt Bai was probably

watching the performance too. Entertainment in the village was scarce, and everyone was happy to have a live band. Basically, everyone in the village

was watching. Just

as I was about to turn around, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a furtive dark figure sneaking up to Aunt Bai's door.

A thief?

I didn't dare to speak and immediately shrank into a corner, secretly watching.

I saw the dark figure look around warily before rhythmically knocking lightly on the door.

"Knock—knock knock knock—knock knock!"

It repeated twice, and after a dozen seconds, the door opened!

Aunt Bai's pretty figure appeared. She had also been there for Grandma's birthday celebration today, wearing light

makeup , making her even more beautiful and charming.

The two looked at each other but didn't speak. The dark figure habitually glanced back after entering the room.

The door was closed, but by the light from inside, I could clearly see the dark figure.

It was—the village headman!!

I was utterly astonished.

I was absolutely certain I wasn't mistaken, because he had given a speech of blessing during the formal ceremony earlier today;

I couldn't be wrong.

What was going on?!

Although Aunt Bai was a widow, I'd heard from the villagers that she had always been chaste and had never been the subject of any

gossip. Therefore, in my mind, she had always been a saintly woman.

But what I was seeing now completely threw my mind into disarray.

If it were a single man, I would at most feel envy and jealousy, but this village

headman had a wife and children.

Adultery?

In ancient times, being caught would have meant being drowned in a pig cage.

A mistress?

Destroying someone else's family happiness—this was also an act utterly despised in modern society.

How could Aunt Bai be such a person?!

I couldn't believe it, but what I was seeing was undeniable, leaving me no choice but to believe it.

A beautiful woman, yet she had become a prostitute!

I was lost in thought, pacing back and forth for about ten minutes, still unable to accept it. Finally, I decided to sneak in

and see what was going on.

I reached the base of Aunt Bai's wall. The outer wall wasn't very high. There were quite a few people and cars from the village today, and

a white minivan was parked right next to her wall. I climbed onto the roof of the van and easily scaled

the wall.

Being a thief, I made quite a bit

of completely masked it.

I jumped into Aunt Bai's outer yard. The lights were dim, and I made my way to the door of the inner room, where I could faintly

hear voices.

The door was only slightly ajar. I slipped inside quietly. Inside was a three- or four-meter-

long corridor . To the right of the corridor was the kitchen, and at the end was the living room, separated by a window.

"Don't do this,"

came Aunt Bai's voice from the living room, a mixture of pleading and anger in her tone. Immediately following were hurried footsteps

and a shoving sound. I quickly dropped to the ground and sneaked into the kitchen.

The kitchen was dark, but the living room was brightly lit; the light streaming through the window made it barely visible. I

moved carefully, trying not to make a sound; I didn't want to be discovered.

When I peeked out the window, the situation in the living room had reached its most intense moment.

"You've already done it, why pretend to be a virtuous woman!"

The village chief roughly pushed Aunt Bai onto the sofa and reached for her pants.

"Don't do this, didn't I say last time was the last time?"

Aunt Bai said unhappily, but her resistance was clearly weak, just a token effort.

"Hmph, last time? What we said last time is long gone."

The village chief sneered, his hands moving without pausing, continuing, "Do you know how many miles I've run, how much effort I've expended, how much money I've spent treating others to meals because of

your precious son? Hmph!

You think you can get rid of me after one or two times?! There's no such thing as a free lunch!"

Mentioning Aunt Bai's son was as if he had seized this woman's weakness.

Aunt Bai's hands visibly paused, and the light in her eyes dimmed considerably. She allowed the village chief

to grope her body, only muttering softly, "I took the money."

This weak defense was naturally selectively ignored by the village chief. In no time, Aunt Bai

was stripped naked, like a tender lamb.

Aunt Bai's eyes were slightly closed, her expression filled with grief and indignation, yet she was helpless.

She could only barely cover her private parts with her hands, as if this could preserve her pitiful last shred of dignity.

All of this was in vain. Her fair and large breasts were exposed between her arms, and the two jade rabbits were flattened

by the pressure of her arms, making them even more tempting. Her curly black pubic hair playfully

peeked out , moving without wind, enticing the guest to explore the paradise inside.

The village chief's eyes were already gleaming with lust, and he was panting heavily as he hurriedly stripped off his clothes. Although he had already played with

this beauty two or three times, the pleasure was indescribable, and he became increasingly addicted.

Every time he saw her, she was still so alluring, and he couldn't wait to pull out his golden spear and thrust it in.

Not to mention the village chief, who was right in front of Aunt Bai, even I, hiding in the shadows and only able to secretly admire her from the side,

was already burning with lust at the sight of the beauty before me. My blood was surging, and a beastly urge was stuck in my throat

, difficult to swallow. My enormous member instantly sprang up, as if it would tear my pants at any moment.

The village chief, barely having time to remove his pants, couldn't resist any longer. He roughly spread Aunt Bai's two pink legs and

thrust his spear forward.

"Wait!"

At the last moment, Aunt Bai pressed against the village chief's chest, magically producing a condom and handing

it over , saying firmly, "Put this on first!"

The village chief wasn't angry, taking it casually and giving Aunt Bai a half-smile, laughing, "Hehe, you're still so well-

prepared . That's more like it, stop pretending. Haha, looks like you still

really want my cock!"

The village chief tore open the packaging, skillfully put it on, and forcefully spread Aunt Bai's legs apart, exposing her

vulva to the air.

Wow!

My pupils dilated suddenly, so beautiful!

Truly a masterpiece!

Her thick, dark pubic hair could arouse any man's lust, yet it wasn't messy at all, while the entire

vulva below was dry and clean. Aunt Bai's labia were noticeably different from other women's folds,

slender and pink, crystal clear and jade-like, like a sliver of sky, with a pink pearl-like clitoris adorning her vulva. With each

breath, a spiral-shaped mouth emerged from the tender, soft flesh, its slit slightly open, creating a

breathtakingly beautiful scene.

A woman's honeypot could be so beautiful, so exquisite, like a priceless treasure.

I swallowed hard, something seeming to seep from my glans. I really wanted to pounce on it and lick it, sucking

the nectar from Aunt Bai's body, tasting its sweetness.

However, at this moment, another ugly man was possessing this treasure, his actions extremely rough.

The village chief, completely oblivious to the beauty before him, probed the opening with his fingers for a moment, then pressed down on Aunt Bai

's thighs, grasping his ugly member, and lewdly grinned, saying, "Come on, you slut, let your big cock comfort

you, haha!"

Big cock?!

I almost spat out blood, clutching my massive member and thinking viciously: Damn it, a three-inch-long toothpick

dares to call itself a big cock?! I hope you're impotent and can't get it in!

However, reality defied my will. Aunt Bai's thighs were roughly spread apart, and the ugly man pressed down

on her.

Without any foreplay, he thrust into her directly!

Pain flashed across Aunt Bai's eyes, both physical and mental, yet she was helpless,

only able to leave a few futile scratches on his back.

The moment that fat, bloated pig's head pressed against Aunt Bai's body, I felt my heart

bleeding. My goddess had been defiled by such a despicable, damned man.

If Aunt Bai hadn't been compromised by the village head, how could this pig-head be on

top It should have been someone like me!

So awful.

I really wanted to grab a stool, rush out and smash this pig-head to death, or pull out a kitchen knife and

hack him to pieces to save Aunt Bai, then become a heroine...

But I was too cowardly; these thoughts remained only in my mind.

In the end, I could only silently curse him.

"Erectile dysfunction and premature ejaculation!"

As if a god had truly heard my cry, the village chief barely moved a few times before collapsing onto

Aunt Bai's body with a muffled groan, panting heavily, motionless like a dead pig.

Ten seconds?

Probably less than ten seconds. I was dumbfounded, secretly overjoyed. He's a super quick shooter!

Someone like him, trying to comfort others? He probably couldn't even handle his own wife.

Aunt Bai's eyes clearly showed extreme disgust, aversion, and revulsion, but the moment the village chief got up

, she quickly concealed it all, leaving only an indifferent expression, showing no change whatsoever.

"Little Jing, that was so satisfying! Did you enjoy it?! Haha!"

The village chief asked with a lewd grin as he pulled up his pants.

Aunt Bai remained calm, sitting naked on the sofa, merely glancing coldly at the village chief

before turning her head away without responding.

The village chief fastened his belt, spat, wiped his hair, and tidied himself up meticulously, looking every bit the part.

He continued, "But, I don't find it comfortable enough. Hehe, next time, I won't use a condom!"

With that, he bent down and grabbed her large breasts roughly, causing them to sway and gleam.

Aunt Bai could no longer hide her disgust, glaring hatefully at the village chief, who seemed completely

unconcerned .

"Haha, for your son's sake, you'd better serve me obediently!"

With a lewd laugh, the village chief disappeared outside the courtyard, leaving only a

condom .

Under the cover of night, the room fell silent again. Although someone was still inside, there was no longer any life in it.

Aunt Bai continued to glare hatefully in the direction the village chief had left, even though he had been gone for a long time,

the hatred in her eyes had not lessened in the slightest.

Gradually, the anger in her eyes turned into a blank expression. This shrewd woman, because of her son,

was forced to submit to the village chief's tyranny.

For certain reasons, her son's household registration had been problematic. To ensure his smooth enrollment in university, she

had to plead with the village chief. Although the problem was solved, it was like inviting a wolf into the house, leaving the chief with leverage over her

. To avoid jeopardizing her son's future, she had no choice but to submit.

When would this humiliation end?

A sense of despair overwhelmed her. Aunt Bai stared blankly at the corner of the wall, a flood of painful memories washing over her. Home…

The misfortune of her home, her husband's death, and all the hardships of her past life flashed before her eyes.

Finally, this seemingly strong woman could no longer hold back and began to sob softly. However, she could not

cry could only sob alone.

"Waaah..." Tears streamed down her face, a pitiful sight.

Hiding in the kitchen, I was overwhelmed by the scene before me, feeling deeply empathetic. Each

tear seemed to strike my heart heavily, causing me unbearable pain. I really wanted to go out and comfort this poor woman. My

mind was in turmoil, and in a moment of relaxation, I didn't notice my footing. Suddenly, I accidentally kicked a

pot and pan placed beside me.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound rang out.

Even with the continuous noise of music in my ears, this sound

was .

"Who!!"

Aunt Bai exclaimed in surprise, suddenly jolted awake from her grief and anger. She grabbed a cushion from the sofa to cover her exposed cleavage and

looked warily toward the kitchen.

Damn it!

The moment the sound came, my heart skipped a beat; I felt like I was going to wet myself. I

'd really been discovered!

I tried to deceive myself and keep hiding, desperately hoping to escape.

"Come out!! If you don't come out, I'll call for help!"

Aunt Bai's tone was laced with a hint of bravado, though she didn't actually dare to call for help. She was just trying to bolster her courage

and scare me. A single woman in this situation, though terrified, still knew what to do.

While shouting, she secretly reached into the drawer under the coffee table.

There was a fruit knife there, her last resort!

Aunt Bai was scared, but I was even more terrified. Hearing that she was going to call for help, I dared not hide any longer.

After all, I was young and inexperienced. Once scared, I immediately scurried out of the kitchen,

waving my hands in terror and crying out, "No, no, no, Aunt Bai, it's me, it's me! I'm not a bad person!"

"Xiao Bo!?!"

Aunt Bai stared at me with wide, surprised eyes, as if she couldn't believe me, but her hands

stopped moving.

A strange silence fell over the room for a few seconds.

Aunt Bai and I stared at each other; she was stunned, while I was

mesmerized by the glimpse of her beautiful body, my mind conjuring up images of sex.

I must say, for me to even think of such things under these circumstances was truly lust-driven.

"Xiao Bo! When did you come in?!"

After a moment of shock, Aunt Bai finally reacted. "...A while ago."

"You saw everything just now?!"

Aunt Bai interrogated me, her tone sharp and almost furious.

"I, I..."

I stammered a few times, finally admitting honestly, "Um..." My head was lowered, my voice barely audible, as if

I had committed some heinous crime.

Another moment of silence followed, the only sound the heavy, rhythmic breathing of Aunt Bai.

"They're all disgusting and hateful men!!!"

Aunt Bai finally couldn't hold back her anger and roared, "Disgusting, disgusting!"

The thought that this was how Aunt Bai perceived me made me panic and frantically tried to explain, "

No , no, I was just worried about you, Aunt Bai, so... so..."

But as soon as my gaze met Aunt Bai's nearly naked body, I stammered again.

Sure enough, the allure of a mature woman's body was irresistible, and my thoughts were once again in disarray.

"Worried about me?"

Aunt Bai retorted, seeing my lustful gaze lingering over her body, she laughed angrily, saying,

"Heh, worried about me? That's ridiculous. Why can't you continue? Do you think I don't know the filthy thoughts in your hearts

?"

Aunt Bai became increasingly indignant, her previously suppressed emotions seemingly exploding completely in an instant. She no longer cared and shouted

at me, "Worried about me? You just want to sleep with me!!"

"No... no..."

I weakly protested.

"You dare say you've never had any improper thoughts about me?!"

Aunt Bai glared at me aggressively, the fierce hatred in her beautiful eyes sending shivers down my spine.

"I...I..."

I stammered, unable to utter another word. Indeed, I did have those

disgusting, filthy thoughts about Aunt Bai, and I couldn't deny it.

"Hmph!"

Aunt Bai snorted coldly, her anger no longer caring about revealing too much, and suddenly hurled

a cushion me, shouting, "Get out! Get out!!!"

The soft cushion hit me, causing no pain, but my heart sank heavily.

Heartache!

An excruciating pain, because I knew that any positive image I had projected to Aunt Bai had been

shattered, leaving only a repulsive, ugly image.

How could this be?

For a moment, I was completely lost, my face pale, my mind a chaotic mess.

Was it fear? Was it regret? Was it pain?

I didn't know what to do; I could only feel my hands and feet were ice-cold. I tried to move, but my feet wouldn't obey me, and I could only stand

there .

After her outburst, Aunt Bai collapsed onto the coffee table, sobbing uncontrollably. The various hardships she had endured had

brought her to a breaking point, and now, a man who looked remarkably like her husband had appeared before her and done

the same thing she so vehemently despised. She felt betrayed by her husband, and overwhelmed with grief

, she could no longer bear it. All her emotions exploded at that moment.

"Get out! Waaah! Get out of here! Waaah…"

Her heart-wrenching cries echoed throughout the room.

After several minutes of wailing, Aunt Bai's voice gradually subsided, but the sobs

continued.

"Waaah…"

I didn't know what to do, but seeing a beautiful woman crying before me, my male instinct compelled me

to go and comfort her.

I slowly approached Aunt Bai, not thinking much at the time, only how to comfort her, even if it was just to say a few words.

Because this might be the last thing I ever say to her.

Finally, I stood before this beautiful woman, racking my brains for words.

Aunt Bai noticed the change beside her, looked up, and angrily said, "What are you still doing here?

Get out!"

Looking into her tearful eyes, I felt a pang of guilt.

"I...I just wanted to..."

I stammered, my hand unconsciously reaching out.

"Wanted what! You just want to do me?!"

Aunt Bai said hatefully, the coldness in her voice sending chills down my spine.

"Get your filthy hands off me!!!"

Aunt Bai slapped me hard, and I stumbled backward, my foot

hitting the wooden coffee table. I staggered and fell backward onto the carpet.

"Bang!"

I slammed heavily to the ground, my body aching, but my heart aching even more.

How could you do this to me?!

How awful!!

After all, I was just a kid, and in that instant, my blood boiled. At that moment, I felt utterly disheartened,

which then turned into burning rage.

You call me filthy? Well, I'll show you how filthy I can be!

I couldn't control myself anymore and roared, "Yeah, I want to fuck you, so what?!"

Aunt Bai stared coldly at me, squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth, "Hmph, you? You want to fuck me? You're just

a stinking brat who hasn't even grown his hair yet!"

Her eyes were filled with extreme contempt.

This was the thing I couldn't tolerate the most. Lying on the ground, I shouted angrily, "Pah! You try it, see if I can

fuck you!!" Saying that, I went to pull down my underwear.

"Hmph!!"

Aunt Bai glared at me, arms crossed, her snow-white body heaving slightly with anger. She snarled,

"I'll see how you…!"

Before she could finish, my enormous penis sprang out angrily, bursting into the air,

silencing her words.

Aunt Bai was clearly stunned by my penis, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.

My penis, stimulated earlier, was already engorged and erect.

The veins on its massive shaft were menacingly coiled, the swollen, purplish glans like a nuclear warhead ready to fire. Long and thick,

powerful and imposing, it moved even without wind, making it more terrifying than ever before. No wonder Aunt Bai was

shocked .

Hmph!

I controlled my huge cock, defiantly twitching it against Aunt Bai, angrily provoking her: "

What !? Scared? Let's see if I can fuck you!?" Finally, mimicking the village chief's tone, I cursed, "Slut!"

Sure enough, Aunt Bai, upon hearing the last word, flew into a rage. The last vestige of her reason

vanished , and she snorted furiously, "Hmph, then let's see how capable you are!"

The voluptuous woman angrily stood up from the sofa, her expression indignant as she walked to my side. Her

exquisitely legs were long and alluring. After glaring at me fiercely, she straddled my body,

spreading her legs on my huge cock, exposing her beautiful paradise directly to my spear, and slowly squatted down.

A honeyed fragrance emanating from her honeyed cave slowly entered my nostrils with this movement, growing stronger and stronger,

like the most potent aphrodisiac, making my nerves extremely excited.

Aunt Bai's exquisite face gradually magnified in my pupils. I could even clearly see

the , yet at this moment, this peerless face was filled with rage, devoid of any tenderness.

And I, too, stared at her with resentment, for I too was filled with rage at this woman's mockery. My

swollen glans touched that soft, moist pool. I clenched my jaw, my massive member erect, while

Aunt Bai, with her legs bent wide, revealed a gaping opening in the flesh between her petals, like a

deep, beautiful black hole.

Beneath the black hole lay a raging dragon. Which was more powerful, the dragon or the black hole?!

A soft, boneless hand gripped my massive member tightly, locking it in place.

"Let's see how capable you are!!"

Aunt Bai said, lowering her body, her seemingly small honeyed orifice swallowing my enormous glans whole.

Enveloped in warm, moist flesh, my burning blood surged even more, and a strong, stimulating pleasure began

to spread from my glans throughout my body.

Uh, I almost couldn't help but groan out loud; wouldn't that be a sign of weakness?

I forcefully suppressed this urge, I had to hold on. But as my glans continued to penetrate Aunt Bai's vagina,

I realized just how difficult it was.

My aggressive glans had just stormed into Aunt Bai's body when it crashed head-on against the crooked walls of her vagina, making me shudder .

I pushed aside this thick flesh, finally managing to get around the bend, and just as I was about to plunge in, I crashed into another wall.

Ah… what's going on?

After three or four times in a row, I finally realized that Aunt Bai's beautiful vagina was the legendary

ultimate artifact—the Nine-Bend Corridor! Inside, it twists and turns like a narrow, deep path,

each part a natural barrier, the nemesis of any powerful man; ninety-nine percent of men would fall for it.

Ordinary men are destined to fail the moment they enter.

Those with short penises can't even explore the depths of the honeyed cave, dying before they even begin. Even those with adequate penis

length , without great willpower,

would become exhausted and surrender after blindly thrusting around the passage four or five times, bumping back and forth along the bends.

Sure enough, as the large penis inch by inch penetrated Aunt Bai's body, the intense pleasure

stimulated . It felt so good; I felt like I could ejaculate at any moment.

Luckily, I had exceptional talent and managed to suppress that feeling.

How many bends had we already passed? Probably at least fourteen or fifteen, I thought to myself. My glans was clearing a path through

the narrow passage; with each bend, the winding, secluded flesh of the vagina acted like a series of checkpoints,

locking my penis in place. It was so tight and numb, unwilling to let me advance even an inch, yet my spear still forced its way in.

This narrow, rubbing sensation was so intensely pleasurable it felt like I was flying to heaven.

Ah, it's fucking amazing!!

Finally, my entire massive penis plunged into Aunt Bai's honeypot, pressing heavily deep inside her vagina. The tip of my penis

kissed her clitoris, and a surge of intense stimulation shot through me.

"Uh..." "Uh..."

Two suppressed moans rang out simultaneously.

Aunt Bai's delicate brows furrowed slightly, then returned to normal in an instant. It seemed the deep penetration had hit her sensitive

spot. The slow insertion had exhausted both of us, forcing us to stop and catch our breath, no longer daring to

move rashly. I, too, hurriedly seized this brief moment to recover my strength as much as possible.

A moment later, Aunt Bai, sitting on my lap, arched her back, using her hands for support on the ground. She glared at

me fiercely before slowly lifting her plump buttocks, gently withdrawing my penis from her honeypot.

It felt so good, the exhilarating sensation almost made my soul leave my body.

As the glans withdrew from the opening, Aunt Bai sat down heavily, the glans slamming back into the narrow honey passage.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound of flesh colliding, the prelude to the great battle began.

"Smack!" "Smack!" The sounds of impact rose and fell.

Each time the large penis thrust rapidly into the vagina, it slammed heavily against Aunt Bai's clitoris, and each time

her brow twitched in response.

Each time, I clenched my teeth in pleasure, the veins on my forehead bulging as I suppressed the urge to ejaculate.

"Smack, smack!"

The lewd sounds grew more rapid and intense, and I could feel the vaginal fluids starting to drip onto my

thighs . The pubic hair of Aunt Bai and me was already wet and intertwined.

Aunt Bai's cheeks were flushed as she squatted on my lap, her hands supporting her weight, her hair hanging low, her eyes meeting mine.

However, her eyes were not filled with affection; there was anger in them, and so was mine,

glaring back at her fiercely in retaliation. We stared at each other, like mortal enemies.

However, our private parts were engaged in the most intimate and simplest piston-like movement in the world—

sexual intercourse —a scene hard to imagine.

The intense thrusting and withdrawing of my penis inside Aunt Bai's body brought me

to the peak of pleasure.

This woman-on-top position was something I'd never tried before, and the pleasure was incredibly intense.

Aunt Bai's exquisitely beautiful vagina amplified this sensation exponentially. Although I was

struggling to hold on, my veins bulging and my head flushed, the back-and-forth thrusting of my penis within her vagina,

even with its simple thrusting without any fancy movements, was too much for me to bear. Within a minute or two, my swollen glans suddenly swelled and throbbed

with excitement in Aunt Bai's narrow vagina, ejaculation imminent. 　　Aunt Bai sensed the change and suddenly realized what was happening. She hurriedly stood up, wanting to spit , but she was a beat too late. 　　As my penis withdrew halfway from her vagina, my glans began to ejaculate. 　　"Ah…!" 　　I let out a suppressed roar. 　　Thud! Thud! 　　My penis continued to ejaculate as it withdrew, several thick streams of semen shooting into Aunt Bai's vagina. Then, my hot glans was quickly expelled from her honeypot, but the ejaculation didn't stop. It continued to shoot towards Aunt Bai's honeypot, firing more than a dozen times in a row. 　　Ah, so good! 　　I panted heavily as I examined her, only then realizing that Aunt Bai's entire vulva, pubic hair, and even her lower abdomen were covered in my thick semen, a scene of eroticism. And from her dilated opening, there seemed to be a thick white liquid about to flow down, instantly filling the room with the smell of disinfectant. 　　I began to come to my senses. It all felt like a dream. I had actually made love with Aunt Bai, and it seemed like had even ejaculated inside her. This feeling—it was so wonderful. 　　My mood brightened, but the next moment, when I saw Aunt Bai's expression, my joy vanished. 　　Her eyes were filled with contempt, and her tightly closed lips curled into a cold snort: " Hmph , nothing special." 　　Ah! 　　That's right, I ejaculated in less than three minutes! 　　I had premature ejaculation too!? 　　How could this be? I'm usually so capable! When I'm in good form, twenty or thirty minutes is no problem, but today… 　　The humiliation of my male pride shattered all my arousal. 　　I groggily got up and stumbled towards the door. 　　"Get lost, you brat!" 　　A cold voice rang in my ears again. 　　Those words instantly ignited my anger. 　　Damn it!! 　　I whirled around, only to find Aunt Bai not even glancing at me, her back to me, bent over, preoccupied with cleaning the remaining fluid from her body. 　　This was blatant contempt. 　　Gazing at the slightly reddened opening, a wicked thought seized me, and I pounced on her. 　　"Thump!" Aunt Bai was knocked down onto the wooden coffee table, my weight pressing heavily against her fair back. 　　"What are you doing?!" 　　Aunt Bai cried out in shock and anger, struggling. 　　"I'm going to prove I'm not a little kid!!" 　　I roared, pressing my body down firmly. My still-erect penis, throbbing from ejaculation, hadn't subsided at all. I guided it and thrust it fiercely into Aunt Bai's open opening. 　　"Splash!" 　　With a soft sound, my large penis vanished instantly into Aunt Bai's vagina. The next moment, the head of my penis slammed violently against her clitoris. 　　"Ah…!!" 　　Aunt Bai was caught off guard, her whole body trembling from the impact, a wave of pleasure washing over her. The strength in her struggle vanished almost entirely. 　　Seizing the opportunity, I hastily thrust forward, my massive penis flashing in and out. Within moments, I had already pumped in and out of Aunt Bai's narrow opening more than ten times, each thrust hitting the very bottom of her vagina, my entire penis bending from deep penetration. 　　After this alternating assault, Aunt Bai finally couldn't take it anymore. The previous battle had already exhausted most of strength, and now, after this deep penetration, she finally had no strength left to resist, and could only let me...

I rode her body.

Without another word, I thrust fiercely forty or fifty times in succession. Having just ejaculated, my penis could

now withstand any force of thrusting.

Aunt Bai gripped the edge of the coffee table tightly, her cheeks flushed, her brows furrowed, her breathing erratic,

but she still gritted her teeth and endured.

"Creak," "creak," "smack," "smack," the creaking of the wooden coffee table, accompanied by the sounds of flesh colliding,

formed a symphony throughout the room.

Finally, after another fierce surge, a beautiful moan echoed in the room, adding

a heavenly touch to the symphony.

"Ah…!"

The intense pleasure finally overwhelmed Aunt Bai, who cried out ecstatically, her small hands no longer able to grip

the coffee table, her body limp as she lay on it, beginning to enjoy the pleasure I brought her.

"Ah...ah...!"

I knew I had embarked on the path to conquering Aunt Bai. I casually lifted one of her long, slender, white legs

and placed it on the coffee table, leaving her lying on her side with only one leg on the ground. Her exquisite and alluring vulva was fully

displayed before me, like a wanton little mouth, happily chewing on my penis, constantly spraying out

her juices.

What a wonderful thing!

This position made it easier for me to thrust more smoothly inside her, and also made it easier for me to play with her body.

I gently kissed Aunt Bai's back, my hands stroking up her smooth thighs, then grasping her

two soft breasts and playing with them gently. Of course, my movements didn't stop for a moment, continuing to thrust rhythmically

.

Her breasts were soft and warm in my hands, her hips moved in and out, my penis

thrusting , waves of pleasure traveling up my spine to my brain, while the young woman beneath me continued to moan.

This feeling was truly wonderful.

I don't know how many times I thrust, but the urge to ejaculate finally began to build again. I tightly embraced Aunt Bai's slender waist,

gritted my teeth, and began the final thrust.

"Smack!!!"

A series of heavy, muffled thuds.

With each slam of my large penis, her white buttocks rippled, and with each withdrawal, a large amount of

love juice was spilled onto the coffee table and the floor, leaving the entire battleground wet and filled with the sweet fragrance of honey.

Under such fierce thrusting, only some broken, weak moans remained from Aunt Bai's mouth. Finally

, before I ejaculated, Aunt Bai's body could no longer bear it. After a soft cry, her flower blossomed for me, and

waves of fresh honey juice washed over my glans. Her entire vagina passionately massaged my penis, the walls of her vagina pulsating

and squeezing, paying homage to me.

My entire large penis felt like it was soaking in a hot spring inside Aunt Bai's vagina, a hot spring of love juice.

What a warm feeling!

With a series of "splashing" sounds, I finally reached the peak of victory once again, my penis

throbbing wildly inside Aunt Bai's vagina.

"No...no..."

Aunt Bai cried out, trying to get up and escape, but I wouldn't let her. I grabbed her and thrust my huge cock deep inside her

one , holding it in place!

A muffled groan escaped my throat.

It came!

Glug, glug, the sound of fluid squeezing came from deep inside her vagina. This time, the scalding semen shot out wildly inside Aunt Bai's body

without reservation , sweeping wildly towards her clitoris.

Under the impact, Aunt Bai's eyes rolled back from the heat of my semen. Seeing that it was inevitable, she simply

cooperated and enjoyed this rare orgasm.

After ejaculation, my huge cock, under the deliberate squeezing of Aunt Bai's narrow passage, would still unconsciously

throb , providing us both with the last remaining pleasure.

Under the bright light, Aunt Bai and I lay quietly together, savoring the wonderful sensation we had just experienced. Aunt Bai's

eyes were lightly closed, seemingly asleep from the afterglow of her orgasm, while I gently stroked and kissed her pink back.

I wished time could stand still at this moment; making love with a beautiful young woman, and ejaculating inside her—I

loved .

However, reality presented various obstacles.

How to solve them? I didn't know.

I laboriously withdrew my penis from Aunt Bai's vagina, the semen inside immediately spilling onto the floor.

I grabbed a few tissues and carefully wiped Aunt Bai's honey pot clean; it was truly a delicious treasure.

However, Aunt Bai continued to sleep soundly. Before leaving, I picked up some clothes and covered Aunt Bai's body, then

whispered in her ear, "Aunt Bai, I will protect you!"

I tiptoed out the door, hoping for sweet dreams.

The room fell silent again. Unbeknownst to me, the moment I left,

Aunt Bai, who had been 'sleeping,' opened her beautiful eyes, gazing at the direction I had gone with a complex expression.

The afterglow of her sexual climax hadn't completely faded, making her appear even more

radiant . However, this woman's emotions were incredibly complex.

Was it anger? No.

Was it regret? No. Was it pleasure? None of the above.

It was indescribable; her hazy eyes held more confusion than anything else, mixed with a hint of relief. She

might have been genuinely angry and confused before, but when she saw that enormous, long penis, Aunt Bai

was undeniably shocked.

Were all her subsequent actions truly driven by anger?

Perhaps there was a subconscious element of deliberate intent. After all, she was a woman, a

lonely widow for many years. Faced with such a magnificent penis, her instinct for pleasure made her unconsciously want to try it.

Besides, the other party was just a young boy, someone completely unrelated to her life; after it was over,

she didn't have to worry about any unforeseen consequences.

So this shrewd woman, unusually, made a foolish mistake. After a passionate encounter, the scalding hot

semen brought her back to her senses, and she felt a pang of regret for what had happened. Unsure how to face it, she pretended to

be asleep with it.

Aunt Bai watched me leave with a complicated expression, murmuring softly, "Protect me?"

She had seen too many betrayals, people seeking only a moment of pleasure. Then she gave a bitter smile, "I hope you can say ..."

"I'll keep my word."

Aunt Bai swayed as she sat up, only to find that the hot fluid inside her was still flowing steadily from her vagina, covering

the entire coffee table in a large, white puddle. She frowned slightly and said helplessly, "Damn brat,

you ejaculated way too much."

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