My Story with a Rural Homeowner

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The children went outside to play after eating, and Pan the carpenter went out to work for someone. He ate lunch at that family's house and didn't come back. I was just about to doze off when I remembered Mao Ya. That was twenty years ago. My surname was Zhang, and I was 35 years old that year. I was working in the overhead line group under the power supply department. When the overhead line group was working in the field, they didn't have a fixed place to live. They would find a family nearby to rent a house and stay temporarily for a month or even a year before moving. I lived with the group leader, Lao Wang. The landlord's surname was Pan, and he was a carpenter who worked nearby all year round. Sometimes he would leave early and return late, and sometimes he wouldn't come home for three or five days. Our landlady was a rural woman, also surnamed Pan. Her full name was Pan Maoxiang, and her nickname was Mao Ya. She was exactly thirty years old that year. She looked very steady, with slightly dark skin, and was 1.65 meters tall, which was relatively tall in the local rural area. Her most distinctive feature was her large breasts. When I went there, it was summer, and she, like other rural women, was wearing a white undershirt. On New Year's Eve, she wasn't wearing a bra, and her two large, round breasts sagged slightly. Through her undershirt, the dark brown nipples and areolas were vaguely visible, making my heart flutter. The landlord and his wife had two children lying on my lap, their big eyes blinking as they looked at me, sometimes even falling asleep on my lap. I also especially liked this pretty and quiet little girl, and every time I went home, I would bring her some sweets and snacks, which made her even nicer to me.

I leaned down and pressed my two large breasts against my bare chest; they were hot and soft, the nipples hard, sliding against my body. "You like me, Mao Ya," she always said, "Erzi, you should be your Uncle Zhang's daughter." Over time, Mao Ya no longer considered me and Lao Wang as strangers. At first, she called me and Lao Wang "Master Zhang" and "Master Wang," but later, at our suggestion, she... They started calling her "Old Zhang" and "Old Wang." One day, a family in the village was having a wedding. Erzi and a group of children were watching the excitement in front of the door. As the bride passed by, they all started singing a children's song. I listened carefully and realized they were singing, "New bride, new bride, one breast, eighteen pounds..." I laughed so hard I bent over, and said to Maoya standing next to me, "Haha, where would you find such big breasts?" As I spoke, I inadvertently glanced at Maoya's round, full breasts. Maoya noticed me looking at her breasts and immediately blushed, saying, "Kids just sing nonsense, where would you find such big breasts? When the bride passes by here, all the kids sing like that." After that, I noticed that Maoya was paying special attention to me, often looking at me with a gentle gaze. After I told her the truth, we both fell into a brief silence. I stared... Looking into her eyes, they were bright and clear, not watery, but she always made sure Lao Wang and I shared the food.

I went inside to take a nap. It was July, very hot. I quickly washed up, wore only a light jacket, and lay on the bed shirtless. Mao Ya, having finished cooking in the kitchen, burst in, smiling, and asked, "Lao Zhang, still not asleep?" I was used to her comings and goings, so I didn't get up, just grabbed a towel to cover myself and continued lying on the bed, replying, "Oh, it's Mao Ya. Is something wrong?" Mao Ya smiled and said, "Lao Wang went back to the company, right?" I replied, "Yes, he's not coming back today, and he won't be back tonight either. Please sit down." She grabbed a chair and sat down beside my bed, saying, "We country folk don't take naps at noon. I'd like to chat with you, okay?" "Okay!"

I immediately took off my pajamas and got up. "That's it, don't get up." She stopped me. Saying that, she stood up from the large chair, walked to my side, and sat down on the edge of my bed, so close, smiling at me.

I had never been so close to her before, and for some reason, I felt a little flutter in my heart, not knowing what to say. She broke the silence and said, "Old Zhang, I've found you to be a really good person, I really like you." After saying that, she blushed slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her face. "Me too, I like you too." She also had very delicate almond-shaped eyes, and her face had the roughness and tan of a rural woman, but it looked very vibrant. I turned to her chest. I usually like very full breasts, I like big nipples, and all of this was only separated by a few steps. She was wearing a thin gauze undershirt, laid out right in front of me. I couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed her hand. It was large and rough, not delicate, even a bit coarse, but very warm. I gently placed her hand on my chest and whispered, "Mao Ya, feel how amazing my heart is." She uncovered the towel covering me, and her warm hand began to roam over my bare upper body. I saw her face immediately turn as red as a cloth. She touched my chest and said, "Oh, your heart is so fast! You said you like me, what do you like about me?" "I like you as a person, especially your..." "What is it?" "I like your breasts!" I boldly blurted out my true feelings. "Oh, I've known it for a long time, you men all like that. What do I have that's good now, other people..." They say a girl's breasts are golden, a married woman's are silver, and after having children, they're dog's. I've breastfed two kids, so they're dog's breasts now. Do you still like them?" I didn't care about etiquette anymore and said, "I love them so much! I just love your big breasts." She said, "Before having children, my breasts were really beautiful, firm and perky, but now they've sagged." She was so proactive, so skilled. She pressed herself against me, kissing me wildly, kissing my back while her hands roamed all over my body, grabbing mine. They've gotten bigger and less beautiful." The more I listened, the more excited I became, thinking: I'll go for it! So I boldly reached out my right hand and, through my shirt, grabbed Mao Ya's big breasts. Ah! So big and soft, and so heavy.

An immense pleasure immediately filled my heart. "Ah!" Mao Ya let out a long sigh, her face flushed even more. I couldn't care less about anything else and impulsively took the initiative. Mao Ya and I lay there for a while, exploring each other. I got aroused again and had sex with her. She responded passionately, but this time she touched her breasts with restraint. They were really big; one hand couldn't even grasp them. The soft breast tissue had a hard lump on top, which I knew was the nipple, something many women had. "Touch it, touch it, touch it if you like," Mao Ya said to me.

I finally touched Mao Ya's big breasts, which I had longed for for so long. I was overjoyed, my heart pounding. I couldn't care less about anything else and said, "I want to see, I want to see..." Mao Ya's breathing quickened. She said, "Look, look, I'll take a look." Her breasts, large and plump, had sagged somewhat due to the pressure of weight. They were very white, a stark contrast to her exposed neck and arms. Her large, dark red nipples, like grapes, stood proudly erect, next to areolas the size of silver dollars. Seeing the chaotic lights and flickering shadows, my heart raced, and my penis could no longer resist, instantly becoming erect, creating a small tent in the front of my shorts. I sat up abruptly, grabbing one breast in each hand and kneading them vigorously.

"Oh, oh, oh..." Mao Ya leaned back, gripping my arms tightly with both hands. I bent down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, greedily sucking and licking it. The nipple had a faint sweaty smell, but I found it very sweet. After finishing this one, I took the other. I don't know how much time passed, but I felt hot all over, and my nerves were trembling. Mao Ya seemed to be a little more awake at this time. She whispered, "Old Zhang, lie down, don't tire yourself out." "I'll give you everything, I'll give you everything..." she murmured. Her hand reached down to my lower abdomen, tracing over my erect penis. My penis swelled even more at this moment. I pulled down my shorts with both hands, and my penis immediately sprang up, forming a 90-degree angle with my body. Mao Ya stared intently at my erect penis. "Oh, that's great! It's so big! The head shot in, swirling around in my mouth, making my clothes feel so good, so good! I hugged her with one hand and reached into her shirt with the other, vigorously rubbing her pubic hair. I love it so much!" She grabbed my penis, stroking it up and down, while her other hand touched my testicles, kneading them vigorously. I touched a small, bean-sized fleshy ball; as soon as I touched it, Mao Ya let out an "Ah!" and her body shuddered, releasing another gush of fluid. Without hesitation, I inserted my other hand into her genitals, immediately feeling a raised mound covered in soft hair. Further down, between her legs, were two plump little mounds, also covered in fine hair. Between the two mounds was a deep groove, already dripping wet. Further in, as I reached down, I found myself in a warm, moist cave. With another thrust, my finger was fully inside. The silk was soft and damp. Mao Ya moaned, involuntarily squeezing her legs together, and my finger felt a tight, squeezing sensation. "Come on, what am I going to do? [Unintelligible characters] ... [Unintelligible characters]

... "Oh, drink up. Your Uncle Zhang is taking a nap, and I was afraid you'd disturb him, so I locked the door. Oh, it seems Mao Ya was prepared before coming into my room.

Mao Ya took Erzi to the kitchen for a drink of water, and soon Erzi went out to play again. My heart, however, remained unsettled. I had finally obtained Mao Ya's large breasts, which I had long coveted for so long, and I had even seen, touched, and stroked her most private parts. But for some reason, I suddenly felt very scared. What was I afraid of? I was afraid that if my affair with Mao Ya were exposed, it would be no laughing matter. Many units of our power supply bureau worked away from home year-round, and such affairs with local female farmers were not uncommon. At that time, the leadership took such matters very seriously. Firstly, they were very strict about relationships between men and women, and such affairs were considered "moral decay." Secondly, and most importantly, it affected "worker-peasant relations" and damaged "worker-peasant bonds." This was the most intolerable thing at the time." When I worked in the government office, the company had dealt with similar incidents on several occasions. The most serious one involved the person being dragged onto the stage for public criticism and was ultimately dismissed from their job and sent home. If my affair with Mao Ya were exposed, I would be utterly disgraced and forever infamous. The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I quickly put on my clothes and got up. Mao Ya, however, was unusually happy. After sending Erzi away, she came to my room again. Seeing that I was dressed neatly, she was quite surprised and hurriedly asked, "Old Zhang, what's going on? Where are you going?

Erzi went to play, let's continue." I could only say, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, we're starting work early this afternoon, and we have to assemble in ten minutes." Mao Ya looked disappointed and said, "Sigh, it's such a rare opportunity, what a pity!" As she spoke, she hugged me tightly, her large breasts pressing against my body. My male hormones were aroused again, and I hugged her tightly back. My little brother immediately stood up, pressing against her... On her lower abdomen. "Mao Ya, I love you, I adore you," I murmured. "I love you too, dear brother," Mao Ya already called me "brother." I stared intently at her very pretty face, and suddenly, like a madman, I pressed my lips to hers and kissed her passionately. Her lips were thick and very sexy, and kissing them felt wonderful. She opened my lips with her own, letting her tongue lick my breasts. Just as I was lost in passion, I seemed to hear footsteps outside. I quickly released her, and my little brother immediately went limp. The footsteps faded away; they were probably just passersby. Mao Ya was calmer than me at this moment. She smoothed her messy hair and whispered, "Brother, you have to go to work. I can't keep you here. Tonight, Lao Wang and I are ordered to go back to the company, leaving me alone at Mao Ya's house. Her house has a central main room, her family of four lives in the west room, and Lao Wang and I live in the east room. Lao Pan isn't coming back. I'll come find you tonight." I quickly left the room.

That afternoon, I was filled with happiness, fear, The night passed in a flurry of activity and confusion. What to do tonight? To do it or not to do it? This left me undecided.

Time flew by. After dinner and a walk, I returned to the inn. Old Pan still hadn't come back. Mao Ya was having dinner with the two children and doing housework as usual. I sat at the table reading, but I couldn't concentrate on a single word. I listened intently to Mao Ya pacing back and forth in the main room, talking to the children. The two boys, as usual, were lying on my lap. But usually it's nine o'clock, but tonight Mao Ya had already washed the children's faces and feet by eight-thirty and sent them back to their rooms to sleep. Only I knew she wanted to finish something important with me as soon as possible.

Sure enough, just after nine o'clock, Mao Ya quietly walked into my room, hugged me tightly, and whispered, "They're all asleep, let's sleep too." She pulled me to the bed, pushed me onto the bed, and then pressed herself against me, sealing my mouth with hers. One hand reached into my underwear and grabbed my erect penis. A hard penis. "No, no," I suddenly snapped back to reality, "Mao Ya, we can't do it." I decisively pushed away her warm body. "Why? Why? Why won't you do it?" "I...I'm a little scared." "I'm not scared, what are you scared of? You coward, my juices are flowing, you don't believe me? Touch it. This afternoon, if you weren't a coward, we would have already succeeded." I was afraid that Lao Pan would come back. If he found out, he would definitely chop me up with an axe. "Don't worry, even if he comes back tonight, it will be a while. I'm used to it. Let's hurry up, by then, we will have already succeeded." As she spoke, she pushed me down onto the bed again. I hardened my heart and let him do as he pleased! Now I don't care about anything else, as long as I have sexual pleasure. I can only go home once every two weeks, and sometimes my wife is on her period, so I can't do it. I've always suppressed my sexual desire. Now that I have such a good, sexy, and proactive woman, it would be a huge fool not to take advantage of her!

I gave up resisting, letting Mao Ya strip me naked. She quickly stripped herself naked too. Through her pubic hair, I could see her labia majora were also very thick, just like her lips—very sexy. She got into my bed and turned off the light. Sexy! So sexy! I suddenly remembered a book that said: older women with sexual experience are a hundred times sexier than young girls without sexual experience. Absolutely right. I didn't even need to do anything myself; Mao Ya gave me all the pleasure I needed sexually. We'd been living at her house for over a month, and we'd gotten along exceptionally well. The house was always filled with laughter and joy. One day, Lao Wang's erect penis reached for her warm vulva. She straddled me, placed my hand on her large, sagging breasts, and aimed my penis at her vulva. Everything was ready. She sat down, and I felt my penis slide into a warm, wet hole. Ah! So comfortable! I grabbed her large breasts tightly and rubbed them vigorously. She moved up and down with practiced ease. I felt her warm vagina supporting my hard penis, rubbing against my glans. I almost couldn't help but... I'm about to ejaculate. "Wait, wait," Mao Ya said, sensing my impulsiveness. "Wait a bit, I haven't had enough yet. If you're going to ejaculate, it has to be a man in the throes!" She stood up, pulled out my penis, and lay back down. "Come on, fuck me, fuck me hard. I have an IUD, I won't get pregnant. Go ahead and ejaculate into my throes!" These were the words I wanted to hear most. What else could I hesitate about? I rolled over and pressed myself against her. Her breasts heaved with her heavy breathing, and her smooth thighs were spread wide apart. I touched her thick labia majora and skillfully inserted my penis into her wet cave, pumping back and forth responsibly. "So good! My dear brother, you're amazing. I'm so happy." "Hey!" "Harder, harder, fuck me harder!" I mustered all my strength and thrust hundreds of times until finally, my semen gushed out like water being squeezed from a small hole, completely filling her slippery vagina. We were both drenched in sweat. I lay on top of her, feeling incredibly comfortable, more comfortable than I'd ever felt before. She lay quietly, waiting. Because we trusted each other so much, we didn't even close the door when we slept with the landlord. Behind the main room were the kitchen and warehouse. After finishing work in the morning, I ate lunch at the overhead line crew's canteen. My penis, which had been hard, softened and finally slipped out. The semen mixed with her vaginal fluids flowed out, soaking my sheets. "Don't worry, I'll wash it off tomorrow, brother, you're so good." "It gave me a pleasure I hadn't experienced in ages." Later, she told me that her husband, Lao Pan, used to be quite good in bed, but then he accidentally injured his genitals while doing carpentry work, and he became completely unresponsive. She was heartbroken about it. She didn't expect that when she met me, she wouldn't be as wet as before, saying that she had almost run dry the last time. She got up, dressed, and brought me a basin of water to wash me clean before going back to her room to sleep. Around dinner time, Lao Pan came home. Lao Wang also came home the next day. After that, we never had a chance to do it again. Later, the project ended, we left the village, and we never contacted each other again. Thinking about it, she's now an old woman, and her two sons must be married and have children by now.

[The End]

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