My True Experiences with Mature Women During My Time Working in the Countryside

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In the early summer of 1974, in response to Chairman Mao's call for "educated youth to go to the countryside and receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants," a group of high school graduates from the Shanghai Steam Turbine Factory, where my parents worked, were sent to rural Zhejiang to receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants through a factory-

community partnership program. My parents in Shanghai were indeed resourceful; to give up this "good" opportunity for re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants, they all used their ingenuity to ensure their children were all "only children," or had congenital intellectual disabilities, were disabled due to work-related injuries, or were overseas Chinese, Hong Kong compatriots, or Taiwanese compatriots.

My next-door neighbor was even more resourceful, somehow obtaining a certificate stating that both parents were deceased. As a result, out of more than 70 graduating high school students that year, only about 20 young people from the steam turbine factory were qualified for re-education.

I was the only boy in my family (I also had a younger sister). According to the official document from the Central Committee at the time, I was allowed to stay in the city, but my parents had just been demobilized from the army and were completely unfamiliar with social interactions. So, we obediently packed our bedding and went to the countryside.

Our group of over 20 young people was assigned to Yuhang County in Zhejiang Province, officially becoming educated youth (referred to as "sent-down youth").

It was truly a beautiful water town in southern China, with paddy fields and fishponds everywhere, dotted with vast bamboo groves and mulberry orchards. The bamboo groves stretched as far as the eye could see.

The mulberry orchards not only had short mulberry trees but also tall persimmon trees. A winding river flowed slowly through the village, its surface floating with lush green duckweed and pitcher plants…

Our direct supervisor was a woman named Peipei, nearly 40 years old. She was the team leader sent by the factory to manage us educated youth. This woman was quite pretty and dressed fashionably by the standards of the time. I really don't understand how such a beautiful woman could fail to win over the leader. Her son also came with us to settle down in the countryside. Nowadays, with a little manipulation, everything would be settled. Why bother?

At the factory, Peipei and my dad had a good relationship, so she took special care of me and assigned me to the relatively well-off fourth team of the Guangming Brigade in the Dongfang Commune. Speaking of "well-off," the average able-bodied young man in that team only earned about 50 cents a day. Although the educated youth were bad at all farm work, the state stipulated that their starting work points were 5 points per day (10 points for a fully able-bodied young man). So my daily wage was 25 cents.

I was assigned to live in the fourth team leader's house. The leader's name was Tugou (meaning "Earth Dog"). I can't understand why his father gave him such an unforgettable name. Tugou was indeed aptly named: short, high cheekbones, a small forehead, and squinty eyes—a typical poor peasant's appearance. I never knew his wife's name, but she looked very well-matched with her husband.

Gouzi had two daughters and a son, all of whom inherited their parents' poor peasant appearance. Tugou also had a twin brother living next door, whom everyone called Amao (or maybe Amao or something, but since his brother was "Gou," I guess he was "Cat").

Although Amao and Tugou were twins, their appearances were worlds apart. Tugou was short and had a rather unattractive appearance. Amao, while not tall and handsome, was still quite manly, especially his wife, Afang, who was in her early twenties, tall and voluptuous, with a curvaceous figure and considerable beauty.

At that time, Mao Zedong required us educated youth to integrate with the poor peasants, to eat, live, and work alongside them; whatever they did, we had to do too, except for their wives. The first things I learned were the local swear words and the names of human sexual organs. A man's penis is called "ba diao," a woman's is called "ma'er" (pronounced "ma"), "fu bi" is called "she bi" (pronounced "she bi"), a lewd man is called "du tou," and a pervert is called "xia zuo pi.

" The most common phrase you hear from the older men is "oh chai nong ge ma'er" (I'll shoot your pussy), while the most common phrases from the older women are "niang mai bi" or "ka te nong ge ba diao" (cut off your dick). Whenever the production meeting is held, which is the only time each month that both men and women have to attend, "cha nong ge ma'er," "ka te nong ge ba diao," and "she nong ge bi" fill the air, creating quite a lively scene.

The relationships between men and women in the village are quite harmonious. They prefer to work in pairs, making the work less boring. Flirting and teasing are commonplace, and physical contact is a regular occurrence. Young women and wives, young men and women, would often get into a tangle of squabbling after just a few words, pinching buttocks, squeezing breasts, pulling down pants, grabbing penises—the kind of disgusting things that were commonplace.

Especially married men and wives, who were even more emboldened by lust. When men and women argued, men would shout that they would urinate into each other's bellies (meaning they wanted to have sex with the woman), while women would yell that they would cut off each other's penises; when men argued, they would swear to have

sex with each other's wives after only a few words. As for farm work, I wasn't good at it, either technically or physically, so the team mostly assigned me to work with the women. I was only a little over 16 years old at the time, but I was 178 cm tall, both tall and handsome. Back then, universities had closed down, and high school students were considered highly educated. I was eloquent, spoke fluent Mandarin, could tell jokes and stories, and could even perform a few magic tricks. The young women and wives loved being with me; whenever I was around, women would flock to me.

The girls were more reserved, but the wives were much less polite, constantly taking advantage of me. I rarely spoke to female classmates in school, but now I was teased and flirted with by women, getting handsy and embarrassed, which often made me blush. Over time, I became quite glib, not only indifferent to women's "sexual harassment" but also occasionally engaging in playful banter with them. It seems Chairman Mao was truly wise and great, sending us to the countryside to receive re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants, where we learned many things we couldn't learn in school.

I was also quick-witted; in those days, the more left-leaning the better, and reciting Mao's quotations was fashionable. Those who recited them well might even be recommended to become worker-peasant-soldier university students or be transferred back to the city sooner. I diligently tried to prove myself, not only working hard but also memorizing Mao's quotations perfectly. I represented the brigade's educated youth in Mao's quotations recitation competitions multiple times (this way I didn't have to work and could still get work points), and even won first place.

The commune secretary and team leader both praised me for bringing honor to the brigade and assured me they would recommend me for the Workers', Peasants', and Soldiers' University. But damn it, bad luck struck. Once, representing the brigade's educated youth in a quotations recitation competition in the county town, I mistakenly recited the seventh of the Three Main Rules of Discipline and Eight Points for Attention, "Do not harass women," as "Harass women more."

This caused huge trouble; I was caught red-handed. The team leader, Peipei, had a son who was also a participant in the competition. This kid was also hoping to go to the Workers', Peasants', and Soldiers' University. Peipei had usually been quite nice to me, but now the truth came out. She immediately reported it to the commune leaders and launched an investigation against me. And wouldn't you know it, a miracle actually happened! They discovered that my father's cousin's wife's brother-in-law's aunt's husband owned 5.2 mu of land in the old society.

I was quickly labeled as part of the "landlord class's frenzied counterattack against the proletariat," and not only was my eligibility to attend the Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers University revoked (in place of Peipei's son), but my years as an educated youth were also extended. I was so angry that I wanted to tie Peipei up in the bamboo forest and give her a good beating... I was utterly despondent and devoted myself to earning work points, flirting and doing what I wanted with the girls and wives every day.

(I) The Women of the Village

Of all the women in the village, I admired Afang the most. She had a pair of prominent breasts, a pert bottom, and a beautiful face... Afang was not only beautiful but also kind-hearted, and she took special care of me, a stranger in this unfamiliar place. Gouzi was my landlord, but his family was large and accommodation was scarce, so I ate at Gouzi's house and stayed at Ama's house.

Dog's wife is very demanding of me. Often, after I finish a bowl of food, the pot is empty when I go to get more, so I have to go to bed hungry. Afang often secretly cooks me a bowl of noodles in the kitchen, and I've always been grateful to her, secretly harboring feelings for her. Unfortunately, she has a husband and children, and is several years older than me in terms of generation. Aside from a few times in my dreams about her (medically speaking, nocturnal emission), I dare not have any improper thoughts about her.

Another woman I like is Ayun. Ayun was the first girl I met in this village. She's the daughter of my landlord's neighbor, lives next door, is a year older than me, and is 165 cm tall. Although not tall, she has a well-proportioned figure, full and even legs, and a full, round, and firm bust.

Ayun wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was quite cute. She had thin lips that revealed two rows of clean, even teeth when she smiled. Her large, dark eyes, set within thin eyelids, sparkled with a lively, intelligent light, giving her a pure and refreshing appearance. She walked with her chest out and head held high, her firm breasts pushing her shirt up high, giving her a rather elegant air.

Ayun was a young woman who had returned to her hometown. Her father, a locally renowned carpenter, had sent her to town for her education until she graduated from junior high school. Afterward, he betrothed her to a teacher in town who had a city household registration, and they were even engaged. People in the countryside here get married earlier than in the city, but Ayun absolutely refused to marry so early, and her father couldn't persuade her otherwise.

My first encounter with Ayun was quite accidental. That day, my landlord, Gouzi's father, was celebrating his 70th birthday, and many relatives and friends came to offer their congratulations. They arranged for me to spend the night in Ayun's storeroom next door. It was summer. I had just finished bathing in the river and returned to my room. I took off my wet clothes and was about to change into clean ones when I suddenly heard noises and soft giggles behind a row of wooden racks. I peeked over and wow! Two young women's faces were covering their mouths, laughing cutely and shyly. One was Ah Mao's wife, Ah Fang, and the other was Ah Yun, whom I was meeting for the first time.

They were also sleeping on the makeshift bed set up there. I was incredibly embarrassed. It was the first time in my life that a woman had seen me naked, and I was so ashamed that I quickly covered my genitals with my clothes. Ah Fang, on the other hand, was calm and experienced. She quickly smoothed things over, saying that men and women here bathed together in the river, and everyone had seen each other before.

"Young educated man, you're so handsome, hee hee... You look like Dr. Fang from the movie 'Spring Seedlings'," Ah Yun, whom I was meeting for the first time, blurted out, completely unconcerned about the embarrassing moment. It seemed she didn't even know my name.

The movie "Spring Seedlings" was the most popular film at the time. The beautiful Li Xiuming played the barefoot doctor Chunmiao, and the handsome Da Shichang played Dr. Fang. I only saw it when I returned to Shanghai at the beginning of the year; it hadn't been shown in the countryside yet. I suppose A-Yun saw it in the county town. It was the first time in my life that a girl had complimented my looks to my face. Although I was a little embarrassed, I was secretly delighted.

"What, you've got your eye on him? Want him as your husband?" A-Fang patted A-Yun's head, smiling with pursed lips.

"Hehe...yes...of course...hehe..." Goodness, A-Yun was so bold! I was truly impressed.

I was completely embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. I burrowed into the mosquito net, pretending to sleep... A-Yun and I gradually became familiar. She was a very capable girl, an excellent cook, and a skilled seamstress. During the years I spent in the countryside, she was the one who voluntarily mended almost all my worn-out clothes. Sometimes her fiancé would bring her some good food from town, and she would often secretly share some with me. When I returned from visiting relatives in Shanghai, I would bring her small gifts.

I remember one year after the Spring Festival, I went back to the village and gave her a set of exquisite miniature calendar cards. At that time, the reform and opening up had just begun, and such trinkets were rare, not only for rural people but also for people in Shanghai. I remember when A-Yun held the calendar cards, her excitement was palpable; she almost hugged and kissed me (haha, wishful thinking! That wasn't common back then).

I could tell that A-Yun always harbored special feelings for me, and how could I, in my early throes of love, not feel anything? Actually, I liked A-Yun too. In the lonely and monotonous environment of the countryside, how wonderful it would be to have the warmth and love of a young girl! But she was engaged, and more importantly, the class distinctions between urban and rural areas were very strong at that time. My parents would never agree to me marrying a rural girl.

Getting back to the point, through A-Yun and my own observations, I gradually learned about the situation of the men and women in the village…

A-Mao's wife, A-Fang, was just over 20 years old, still looking like a young girl, but she was already a mother of two.

Farmers in those days were tormented by farm work, and girls in their early twenties looked like women in their thirties or forties.

But Afang had fair skin, a sweet and beautiful face, and a slender, well-proportioned figure. Every time I saw her beautiful face, her pert bottom, and her full breasts, I felt an urge to pounce on her immediately. It was said that Afang was the daughter of a wealthy man in town and his most favored third wife. Because of her bad family background, she was forced to marry A-Mao.

Unlike the other women in the village, Afang was proud, strong-willed, outspoken, and sharp-tongued, but kind-hearted, generous, and helpful—completely different from her stingy husband. Damn it! I don't know what good fortune A-Mao had in his past life to marry such a wonderful woman.

The slimmest woman in the village was Mingyu. She married into the village from the neighboring village. She was slim and beautiful, with delicate features and fair skin—she didn't look like someone who did farm work at all. But her husband was infertile; they'd been married for three years and still no children. Oh dear…why not just ask us for help?
Chun Tao, the wife of Long Fa, a disabled veteran, was the sexiest woman in the village. She was voluptuous, with a prominent bust and buttocks, especially her alluring breasts, which stood proudly on her chest—truly a sight to behold! Combined with her slender waist and pert buttocks, her figure was incredibly hot, making one's desire unbearable.

Once, I passed by her house, and she was bending over washing clothes by the river. Her round breasts swayed in and out of her open neckline, making my nose almost bleed. At 16, I had never seen such a sexy woman! Damn it! If I could sleep with her even once, I'd gladly give up a few years of my life!

Ya Hui was the subject of the most gossip in the village. She was the wife of the accountant, A Cheng. Ah Cheng, with his shifty eyes, flat nose, and yellow teeth, was the type who could easily play a class enemy without makeup, yet he married a beautiful wife, making other men so jealous they cursed his ancestors. Ya Hui, while not the most beautiful woman in the village, was still incredibly alluring, with a tall, slender figure, a full bust, rounded shoulders, and ample thighs. Her robust physique was especially rare among women from the south.

It was said that Ya Hui's parents had fled from Northeast China during the three years of famine and had been saved by Ah Cheng's parents. To repay their kindness, they betrothed Ya Hui to Ah Cheng. Ah Cheng, however, proved to be a capable and intelligent man. He graduated from elementary school and became the village's chief accountant, making them one of the wealthiest households in the village.

Ya Hui was not only tall and voluptuous, but also inherited the flirtatious and fiery personality of Northeasterners. Proud and arrogant, she looked down on most men, but having affairs with handsome young men was commonplace, causing quite a stir. Her husband couldn't say anything, or his frail son, A Cheng, would be beaten to a pulp. This was understandable; how could A Cheng, with his sickly body, satisfy the bottomless abyss of his robust Northeastern wife's desires? He could only turn a blind eye, accepting the ever-present cuckoldry. As long as his wife slept beside him at night, he didn't care who possessed him during the day.

...

In terms of farm work, I wasn't good at either skill or physical strength, so the team mostly assigned me to work with the women. In the village, I was considered a handsome young man, tall and dashing, good at telling jokes and stories. The girls and wives liked being with me. The girls were more reserved, but the wives were less so, often teasing me.

I never spoke to any female classmates when I was in school, but now women tease me and make dirty jokes about me, which often makes me blush.

However, after a while, we got used to it and even became quite glib. We not only didn't care about women's "sexual harassment," but we even dared to argue back with them. It seems that Mao was truly great, glorious, and correct, sending us educated youth to the countryside to receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants, where we learned many things that we couldn't learn in school.

At that time, the national family planning policy had been implemented. Women in the village with more than two children were required to undergo sterilization or have an IUD inserted. If any woman refused to cooperate, people from the county family planning office would suddenly appear at her door without warning. Several strong men would quickly subdue her, drag her inside, pull down her pants, and forcibly insert the IUD.

Don't think that this was something women did; not a chance! There were women in the family planning office, but they didn't lift a finger; they didn't have the strength or the ruthlessness. The things like pulling down pants and dissecting vaginas were done by men. When they encountered fierce, unyielding women, the men were even more skilled; they would quickly tie the woman up tightly, gag her with a towel, hoist her onto their shoulders, and rush into the house… I really wonder if these men would rape the women after forcibly inserting IUDs.

The interpersonal relationships in the village were quite harmonious. Work was mostly done in pairs, so it wasn't boring. Flirting and playful banter between men and women were commonplace, and groping was a regular occurrence.

Back then, farmers rarely used belts; instead, they used a single belt to tie their pants. When men and women got into a fight, they would often unbuckle their belts and tie each other up. Men were at a disadvantage in this situation because women often joined in… Young women and wives, men and women, would often get into a fight after just a few words, spanking, groping breasts, pulling down pants, and taking out penises—such disgusting things were frequently seen.

Especially married men and wives, who were even more audacious. Adultery is common and not surprising. In this remote rural area, as long as one is not caught in the act, even if it causes a great uproar afterward, it will eventually be forgotten. Those who are capable will steal other men's wives, and those who are not will have their wives stolen by others. As long as it is not an affair or a bloody disaster, everything will be fine.

Everyone is eager to do what they like, since most wives are protected from pregnancy and even if they ejaculate ten times, they will not get pregnant. So, whether men are having sex with their own wives or other men's wives, few men use condoms, and no one has ever been heard of contracting venereal diseases.
(II) Those ridiculous things

One autumn morning, I was weeding in the persimmon field with a group of female commune members, including Ya Hui, Chun Tao, and A Fang... Around noon, two male commune members joined us. The two men looked rather wretched. The taller one had a pointed snout and a monkey-like appearance, while the shorter one was better-looking but had a pockmarked face, a burly build, and a face full of fat.

They were clearly the kind of lazy, good-for-nothing poor peasants. Generally, middle-aged men were assigned heavy manual labor, not tasks like weeding, which were mostly done by women. So, these two must have overslept to freeload off the women.

As soon as they arrived, they started taking turns groping the women. I was used to this kind of thing; even ordinary women would be teased by men, let alone the pretty ones here.

However, these women weren't pushovers either, and they confidently engaged the two men in banter. The two men specifically targeted the pretty women with their nonsense, even touching Ya Hui inappropriately. The pointed-snout one reached out and pinched Ya Hui's waist, which she slapped away. The pockmarked man then took the opportunity to pinch Ya Hui's breast. Provoked, Ya Hui picked up a bamboo stick from the ground and whacked the pockmarked man's buttocks.

The pockmarked man yelled, stunned for a moment, then rushed forward and grabbed Ya Hui, the two wrestling tightly together...

Although Ya Hui was a woman, she was tall and strong, much taller and bigger than the two men. The pockmarked man couldn't do anything to her, and the sharp-nosed monkey-like man, who had been holding back for a while, immediately joined the "battle." No matter how strong Ya Hui was, she was no match for the two strong men, and was quickly thrown to the ground by them, who grabbed her shoulders and legs. The pockmarked man, who had suffered the pain in his buttocks, lifted Ya Hui's clothes, pulled down her belt, and was about to pull down her pants...

I couldn't bear to watch, so I put down my hoe and went to help Ya Hui, but several women held me back tightly, refusing to let me go, saying they were just playing around and I shouldn't interfere. Actually, I noticed it too, but seeing them teasing the pretty Ya Hui made me a little jealous...

Just as I was hesitating, Ya Hui's belt was untied, and the pockmarked man grabbed Ya Hui's legs with one hand and quickly pulled her pants and underwear down to her crotch with the other. In an instant, Ya Hui's round buttocks were exposed...

Sharp-Mouthed Monkey San picked up a persimmon that had fallen from a tree and reached out to shove it into Ya Hui's groin...

Ya Hui was really fierce. She kicked him away, got up, covered her private parts with both hands, and kicked Sharp-Mouthed Monkey San hard in the buttocks. Then she grabbed a large clod of dirt from the ground and threw it at him...

I had never seen a man pull down a woman's pants in public before. I was stunned and speechless. Especially when he saw Ya Hui's white buttocks, he couldn't help but feel aroused, and quickly took off his straw hat to cover his crotch...

Looking back at the women beside him, who had just been "comrades-in-arms" with Ya Hui, they were now mysteriously ambiguous, watching and laughing with schadenfreude...

Later I learned that Sharp-Mouthed Monkey Three was the brigade secretary's brother-in-law, and even the team leader, Gouzi, had to give him some leeway. In fact, this kind of thing was commonplace in the village, countless.

In those days, there was no television in the countryside, and movies were rarely shown. Most farmers were illiterate; those who graduated from primary school were considered highly educated. Few people read books or newspapers. Besides having affairs, flirting, petty theft, and bullying men and women became their daily entertainment.

Returning to the topic above, Ya Hui kicked Sharp-Mouthed Monkey Three, who cried out in pain and ran away. Ya Hui then picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the two men, who disappeared like ghosts in an instant.

Ya Hui pulled up her pants, patted the dirt off her buttocks, glanced at me sheepishly, picked up her hoe, and continued working…

As soon as the two men left, the women set their sights on me, chattering about how I'd had a lucky day, seeing Ya Hui completely naked. One middle-aged woman even seriously asked if I'd wanted to have sex

with Ya Hui when I saw her. Now, after years of re-education by the poor and lower-middle peasants, I'd become much more sophisticated and thick-skinned. I answered with a grin, "Of course I wanted to!" I emphasized the word "sex."

Unexpectedly, this made the women even more aroused, and they started attacking me, the middle-aged woman, along with Chun Tao and Ya Hui, surrounding me as if I'd just pulled down Ya Hui's pants…

"Ya Hui, go over there, let's see if he dares to have sex with you!" the middle-aged woman said, seemingly eager for chaos.

"Go on! Go pull Ya Hui's pants down again, her pussy must be itchy..." Chun Tao, with a lewd look on her face, pushed me towards Ya Hui.

"You bastard! Come and shoot me if you dare, come and shoot..." Ya Hui, as if nothing had happened, put her hands on her hips and yelled at me.

"You can shoot all these women, haha, first Ya Hui, then A Fang! And... you can shoot them all..."

"Go shoot, go shoot, Chun Tao is also yours to play with, her breasts are so pretty, hee hee..."

"Haha, go! You slut, go and pee into Ya Hui's belly, haha!"...

The women were all excited, talking with great enthusiasm, and started fighting as they talked. I frantically tried to defend myself. It would have been better if I hadn't resisted, because as soon as I resisted, several women rushed at me, grabbing me with all their might, saying that I, a city person, hadn't been reformed in my bourgeois thinking, and shouted that they would impose a proletarian dictatorship on me.

Ya Hui grabbed my waist, Chun Tao grabbed my legs, and the two women lifted me up in an instant. I felt a tremendous force, mercilessly flipping me to the ground. Before I could react, my body was slammed to the ground, face down, back to the sky…

“Ah! Chun Tao, let me go! Ya Hui! Let me go!” I screamed desperately. I’d seen this kind of prank many times before, but I never expected to witness it myself today.

“Fuck you! Let’s see who’s tougher today!” Chun Tao shouted viciously and triumphantly.

“Chun Tao, let me go! Fuck your mother! Fuck your cunt! Ya Hui! Take your hands off me!” I was pinned down, unable to move, both angry and humiliated, and I started cursing wildly. Although I was used to these kinds of pranks between men and women, I was still nervous and scared when it happened to me.
The women ignored me completely, becoming more and more enthusiastic. Ya Hui sat on my back, and Chun Tao sat on my legs, the two of them holding me down tightly. Afang stepped forward to persuade them to let me go, but Ya Hui shoved her away. Chun Tao untied her belt and handed it to Ya Hui…
I'd seen this kind of scene many times before; I knew what they were going to do to me. Once I was tied up, my pants would definitely be pulled down. I kicked and twisted wildly, trying to make a last-ditch effort, but I was no match for them. These two women were incredibly strong, holding me down so tightly I couldn't move. Ya Hui, in particular, was incredibly strong; she quickly and firmly pinned my hands behind my back, rendering me powerless.

I struggled desperately, but she held me firmly in place, and then, like police dealing with a criminal, she bound my hands tightly…

I won't go into the details, but after the women had their fun, they released me…

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