The Adultery of a Corpse (Simplified Chinese)

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In ancient Yangxin County, there lived an old man from Caijiadian on the outskirts of the city. He and his son

ran an inn about four or five li (approximately 2.5-3 kilometers) from the city. The inn was small, mainly catering to passing travelers, merchants, and pedestrians,

much like a roadside inn today. The travelers became familiar with each other, and cart drivers and merchants often

rested there.

One day, near dusk, four more travelers arrived. They seemed to have traveled

a long way and were relieved to see the inn, finally no longer afraid of spending the night in the wilderness. However

, unfortunately, that day was particularly busy, and when they arrived, there were no rooms available. The four

men looked at each other in bewilderment. It was already quite dark, and finding another inn would take a long time.

They begged the innkeeper to find a way to let them stay for the night. The innkeeper pondered for a moment,

then suddenly remembered an empty space, but it certainly wouldn't suit the guests' needs. Upon hearing this, the four people hurriedly

said , "We only ask for a place to shelter from the wind and rain; we dare not ask for anything more."

It turned out that the old man's daughter-in-law had just died a few days prior, and her body was currently

lying . His son had gone to the county town to buy a coffin and hadn't returned yet. The room was very quiet,

but they feared it might frighten the guests. The four people discussed it briefly; they were already exhausted from their journey,

and ? What prestige could a woman have in death? So they decided to make the room their final resting

place.

The old man led the four to the mourning hall. The backyard was quite a distance from the shop in front,

requiring them to pass through a long covered corridor. Night had fallen unnoticed; the surroundings were completely silent,

pitch black. With a creak, the door to the mourning hall was pushed open, and the four men felt a sudden

jolt. Two candles were lit in the room, but their wicks were short, and the light flickered dimly,

casting long shadows of the five men against the wall. One would never dare approach such a place alone.

The four carefully examined the room's furnishings. Behind the table with the candles was a wooden bed draped with

a the canopy was clearly the deceased; she was dressed in a satin-green burial garment,

a paper covering her face, and her hair was styled in the traditional bun of a married woman. A few steps to the left of the bed

was a large cot, just large enough for several people to lie down side-by-side.

Exhausted thanked the old man, closed the door, and prepared to rest. Among them, Zhang San, a

lecherous and rather bold man, suggested, "We wonder what this young lady looks like. Why don't we take a look?"

The other three, seasoned travelers in the martial world, weren't surprised, but still hesitant to go themselves. They laughed and

urged Zhang San to peel back the paper covering the woman's face so everyone could see. Zhang San readily agreed, went up, and peeled

back the paper. He froze, clicking his tongue in amazement. The woman was indeed very beautiful. Because

she had only recently passed away, her skin was still quite supple. Although her face had lost its color, it was only

slightly paler than average, not the kind of deathly pallor that would send chills down one's spine. However, the flesh on her cheeks had already

stiffened. Everyone gathered around, carefully examining

the deceased woman, speculating about the cause of her death. However, they all agreed that it was a great pity that she had died; such beauties

were truly rare. After some discussion, everyone told Zhang San to cover the woman's body with the veil again

so they could go to sleep.

Everyone soon fell asleep, but Zhang San alone tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He

thought bitterly, "I'm always running around, yet I haven't even found a wife. This small place has such a beautiful woman,

but she died young. What a waste of such a beautiful face!" As he pondered this, wicked thoughts began to creep in.

Hearing his companions already fast asleep, he thought, "This woman has only recently died.

It's such a waste to let such a beautiful face go to waste. Perhaps..." He pinched himself hard, warning himself not to let

his mind wander , but once the desire arose, it was hard to shake off. Blinded by lust, he quietly got

up and went to the woman's body. Under the lamplight, he didn't find her terrifying at all; in fact, she seemed even more

beautiful . Zhang San gritted his teeth, thinking, what's there to be afraid of? Even if she gets up, she's still a woman,

and she'll still be taken by this grown man.

The female corpse lay silently on the bed, her face barely visible beneath the veil

. A breeze seeping through the crack in the door added to her eerie appearance. Zhang San, however, didn't seem to care. But after thinking for a while, he still didn't dare remove

the veil. He had a strange thought: what if, in the midst of his pleasure, the female corpse suddenly opened her eyes?

Just imagining it was terrifying enough. He almost gave up the idea, but finally, he gritted his teeth and stamped his foot.

Reaching out, Zhang San lifted the burial shroud covering the female corpse's upper body, revealing a belt wrapped around her waist. The belt was only symbolically

tied with two slipknots, which he easily untied. He placed his hand under the woman's buttocks, moving it down

to her waist, and pulled down her burial shroud. He felt that the woman's buttocks still retained their elasticity, which excited Zhang San even more.

When he reached her buttocks, he couldn't resist grabbing and kneading them. They were plump and fleshy, no less

so than a living person's, and even more voluptuous than some women's. Zhang San carefully pulled the woman's burial shroud down to

her ankles. He carefully embraced the woman's waist, moved her slightly off the bed, letting her legs dangle on the floor

, and then pulled the shroud

off, piling it aside. The woman was still wearing a white silk undergarment, which Zhang San removed accordingly. Only a pink undergarment remained on her body. Zhang San couldn't help but

gasp his lips, realizing he was already parched with nervousness. He reached down and pulled off the undergarment,

revealing the woman's genitals to him. The woman's pubic area was covered in thick hair, extending all the way to her crotch,

completely obscuring her genitals. Zhang San exhaled, parted the woman's legs,

bent down, and gently stroked the pubic hair. At the center of the hair, a tightly closed pink cleft

appeared before him. It seemed this woman hadn't had a very fulfilling sex life; her labia were still so

tightly closed. Zhang San chuckled inwardly. Her husband was truly unlucky; he hadn't even had a chance to properly enjoy her before she passed away.

Today, it was Zhang San's turn to benefit.

Zhang San stood up, removed his lower garments, and his large, erect penis awaited his destination.

He spread the female corpse's legs into a large obtuse angle, lifted them onto his shoulders,

then stroked his penis a few times, spat on it, and

used one hand to support it while the other used two fingers to spread the female corpse's labia, inserting

it penis rubbed against the vaginal walls as it entered, and Zhang San couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. He thought

, "This must be what a virgin feels like." However, because there were no secretions in the female corpse's vagina, even with the saliva, his penis

still felt a little painful from the friction. Zhang San didn't care about that; he just kept holding the female corpse's legs and

thrusting his large penis in and out of her vagina. After a few thrusts, the pain subsided, and the strange stimulation made Zhang San

even faster. The female corpse's body swayed wildly with Zhang San's movements, the tissue on her face lifting and lifting,

and in the candlelight, a faint smile could be seen gradually blooming on the corners of her mouth. But Zhang San

didn't , only continuing to thrust into her. In the candlelight, their shadows were projected onto

the wall. Zhang San had the female corpse's legs wrapped around his waist, thrusting in and out with each stroke. The female corpse's

body swayed in response, making it impossible to tell that one of the shadows was actually a dead body. Zhang San

thrust violently a hundred times, "plop, plop," and began to pant heavily. He dared not speak loudly, forcibly

suppressing himself, only continuing to move his hips in a piston-like motion. Suddenly, he stopped

, gripping the female corpse's legs tightly, and a stream of semen shot into her vagina. Then, Zhang San

reluctantly withdrew his penis, thinking to himself, "That was really satisfying! I never expected

to have such a romantic encounter here. But it would be a real pity to let this opportunity slip away." Thinking this, Zhang San disregarded

everything else. He casually flipped the female corpse over onto the bed, then used his fingers

to explore her anus. The muscles around the anus were soft, but the inside was extremely dry. Zhang San quickly inserted his hand into the female corpse's

vagina , getting some of his semen on it, and then slowly smeared it on the inside of the anus, taking the opportunity

to enjoy the sensation. When he felt the anus become incredibly slippery from its dryness, Zhang San

lewdly inserted his penis. The anus was clearly much tighter than the female corpse's vagina, and it took Zhang San

a lot of effort to barely insert the head of his penis. Now Zhang San was a little impatient, and with a forceful thrust, "plop," he

forced his penis in. Fortunately, thanks to the lubrication from the semen, Zhang San was able to successfully penetrate the female corpse's rear.

The female corpse's originally narrow anus was immediately stretched into a small, round hole. "

Little darling, let me taste how your backside feels," Zhang San thought to himself. The woman's anus

was as cold and tight as her vagina, yet it possessed a strange suction, as if trying to firmly grip Zhang San's penis. But

Zhang San couldn't care less; he twisted his body, grinding his penis against the anus.

After much effort , his penis could finally move slightly inside. Overjoyed, Zhang San grabbed the woman's full

breasts with both hands, thrusting wildly into her from behind. He penetrated so deeply, each thrust forcing open the anus and

penetrating deeply inside; when he pulled out, he felt a force pulling his penis back in,

as if a small mouth was sucking hard on his penis. Zhang San felt extremely comfortable; he thrust his penis

in , constantly kneading the woman's breasts with his hands. Not satisfied with this, he kept

changing his position with the corpse, sometimes with the female corpse on top of him, sometimes lowering her, sometimes

riding her again. Finally, after thrusting into the corpse hundreds of times, Zhang San couldn't help but let out a low growl and

ejaculated his thick, hot semen deep into the corpse's anus...

After finishing, Zhang San grabbed the female corpse's burial clothes and quickly wiped himself clean, then dressed the female corpse

again , put on his own clothes, went back to his bed,

and began to sleep contentedly. Gradually, Zhang San's breathing became heavy, but just as he was drifting off to sleep, he heard

a rustling sound coming from the female corpse's bed. Zhang San's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his eyes, only to see, under the light of the candlelight before the coffin,

the female corpse slowly sitting up from the bed, then standing upright on the floor. Zhang San was terrified, only to find that

he couldn't move his limbs or make a sound. Then, the female corpse slowly approached the four people's sleeping

quarters. Her movements were stiff, as if she were being slowly moved forward without moving.

Zhang San's eyes were wide open, but he couldn't move an inch. He was terrified and wished he

hadn't . Suddenly, a thought struck him: could this be a dream? The female corpse had already reached their bedsides,

then took a handkerchief from her clothes and wiped her face. She leaned over one of the guests' faces and

gently sniffed something. Zhang San had already tightly closed his eyes, not daring to breathe, knowing the female corpse was

beside him, but not daring to see what she was doing. The female corpse sniffed each of them, finally coming to Zhang San's side. Before she

even lowered her head, a smile appeared on her lips. Zhang San waited for a while, and when he didn't hear any movement, he opened

his eyes. This almost made him jump up in fright, but even if he wanted to, he

couldn't move. The female corpse was right beside him, staring at him with her eyes wide open. Her eyes seemed

normal, but upon closer inspection, they didn't blink; her pupils were fixed

. When Zhang San opened his eyes, the corpse smiled, but the smile was stiff and lacked its former

allure.

Zhang San hardened his resolve, thinking, "I'm already in this situation; I can't escape it. I'll see

what she's up to." The corpse reached down and pulled down Zhang San's recently put-on pants,

then bent down between his legs. Zhang San felt his penis enveloped in something soft

and cold. The corpse held his penis in her mouth for a while, then released it and began to lick the rim with her tongue

. However, there was no sound, only the movement, a sensual scene filled with an eerie atmosphere.

Zhang San couldn't tell if he was enjoying it or terrified. He couldn't see the female corpse's movements, only her senses told him

she was gently licking his penis, which greatly surprised him. The female corpse carefully sucked on Zhang San's

penis , but because Zhang San had just ejaculated and was filled with fear, his penis didn't get any erection. The female corpse's face

showed a hint of anxiety, and she began to suck and lick his penis even more gently, stroking it with the tip of her tongue. Zhang...

Zhang San's mind gradually calmed down, but lust arose again. He thought, "Could it be that this female corpse enjoyed being penetrated by me and

has come back to haunt me?" As he pondered this, his penis began to stir. A

smile appeared on the female corpse's lips again, and she sucked Zhang San's penis even more diligently. Slowly, Zhang San's lust flared up again, and his penis

became erect, pointing straight to the ceiling. The female corpse was even happier, taking his penis into her mouth again, her tongue

tracing the glans. Zhang San felt a surge of urge to urinate rushing to his brain. Then, the female corpse spat out

Zhang San's penis. She had somehow removed her clothes and climbed onto the bed, straddling

Zhang San's sides. Zhang San opened his eyes, facing the female corpse's vulva. He saw that the woman's tightly closed vulva

had parted slightly due to his thrusting, and her labia were still turned open, with something dripping

out Upon closer inspection, he realized it was

the semen he had ejaculated inside her vagina. The woman tried to sit down, but her legs wouldn't bend. She swayed to the sides, unable to squat, and stopped. After

a pause, she moved forward a few steps, her vulva almost directly in

front of Zhang San. As she moved, the dripping semen left a trail on Zhang San's chest. The woman used her toes to brace against

Zhang San's armpits, then sat down. Zhang San inwardly cried out, "This is bad!

If I sit even my hard penis will break!"

But as the woman sat down, she swiftly grabbed Zhang San's thighs behind her back, her buttocks about to

sit on his penis, but instead suspended in mid-air. Then, she used one hand to grope under her buttocks and

grabbed Zhang San's penis, sliding it between her buttocks and inserting it between her labia. Zhang San breathed

a sigh of relief, thinking how close he had come to that. The penis entered this time, but the sensation was different from before. Because of

the lubrication from the semen, the glans slid into the vagina effortlessly, unlike the initial grinding pain. The female corpse

stirred the penis a few times at the entrance of her vagina, then released it and sat down abruptly, the penis

sliding in smoothly. The female corpse's arms hung down at her sides, her legs stretched straight out on

either side of Zhang San, her buttocks moving up and down automatically without any apparent support. Zhang San's eyes were open, but he could only see

directly above him and couldn't see the female corpse's movements. He could only feel his penis being

swallowed , thinking to himself, "This female corpse is so unfair, enjoying herself while I, a grown man,

am being raped by a female corpse." The female corpse's body swayed up and down, her upper body remaining perfectly straight, her head and body

always in a straight line. Her face remained expressionless, with only a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, her eyes

unwavering. From a distance, it looked more like she was riding a horse than engaging in the most

exquisite act between a man and a woman. Although Zhang San couldn't move at all, his senses were still sharp. With the female corpse's movements, he

felt his penis being slipperyly manipulated, hundreds of times more pleasurable than his usual masturbation. However, being

slammed against him by the female corpse caused his thighs to ache, and his testicles would sometimes be pulled painfully.

His penis would also sometimes bend sharply when the female corpse sat down. Yet, the pleasure gradually

overwhelmed him. Zhang San felt a fire burning in his chest, wanting only to jump up and scream, to jump up

and pin this woman down, thrusting into her thousands of times, regardless of whether she was human or ghost. His mind gradually became hazy, and a

tingling sensation spread from his penis throughout his body. The female corpse's movements remained rhythmic, a constant

up-and-down motion, her labia majora parted wide, her penis thrusting in and out.

After another hundred or so thrusts, Zhang San felt he could no longer endure it. In a daze, he couldn't help but think that even death would be more comfortable

than unable to move. He felt as if the veins on his body were about to

bulge with each movement of the female corpse, and all the blood in his body was flowing in one direction. The hair on his body seemed to stand

on , and his whole body was convulsing, yet he couldn't even blink—truly a great torture! Suddenly,

Zhang San felt a boom in his head, and his whole body relaxed, only his penis trembling inside the female corpse's

vagina . The female corpse then sat down, motionless, letting Zhang San ejaculate

inside her.

Zhang San was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt something was wrong. His penis was trembling incessantly;

he should have finished ejaculating long ago! Moreover, this time, it felt like all the blood in his body was flowing in one direction—

towards his glans, which was being continuously sprayed out. Zhang San was terrified, but there was nothing he could do. His consciousness

gradually faded, and he vaguely heard a seductive voice saying to him, "So this is what

sex is like! So, I want you to stay and keep me company!" Zhang San felt his body become

light and float away...

In the distance, the sound of a rooster crowing drifted in. A guest sharing a room with Zhang San yawned and opened

his eyes , only to be met with a bizarre scene. He let out a heart-wrenching scream. The other two

were startled and jumped up. After only one glance, they screamed and scrambled

out of .

The female corpse was sitting naked from the waist down on Zhang San's waist, her upper body ramrod straight, her face

flushed but expressionless except for a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, exuding a chilling

allure. At their point of contact, her testicles and parted labia were soaked

in , her penis still tightly encased deep within her vagina, only the base visible. The pubic hair of both of them

was clumped together from the blood. The bed beneath Zhang San was also soaked with blood.

Zhang San, once a strong and robust man, seemed to have shrunk overnight, reduced

to a skeleton, his clothes hanging loosely on his body…

(The End)

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