Niu Da Chou's Romantic Adventures, Chapter 43

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(43) Drifting
? After sleeping together, their relationship became even closer. Xiao Cong was like a bride, a mix of shyness and sweetness, timidity and joy, worry and longing—a truly complex mix of emotions. She was caring and considerate towards Da Chou, always obedient, making Da Chou feel incredibly happy. His greatest pride was that all the other beauties had vanished, leaving only Xiao Cong before him.
Because Xiao Cong was a novice in bed, she couldn't possibly satisfy Da Chou completely. But he understood her, never complained, and always considered her needs. Xiao Cong, of course, was also well aware of this and secretly rejoiced at finding a good man. However, she also knew that their relationship was just a fleeting affair. In the end, it would all be for nothing, unless she… But could she do that?
According to Da Chou, he should stay home with his beauty instead of going to work—that was true happiness. Xiao Cong, of course, wouldn't allow him to let lust distract him from his work and forcefully pushed him out the door. Da Chou had no choice but to go to work.
Every day, as usual, he would see Chunhan in the clothing market. This beautiful woman treated him quite well, not only showing concern for his well-being and health, but also sometimes "coming home" to see him, which often moved Da Chou to tears. He knew that this care had nothing to do with romantic love, but he was still touched. When no one was around, he would instinctively let his mind wander, his heart fluttering, falling into a beautiful dream of his own making.
One day, Xiao Cong threw herself into Da Chou's arms, saying that Da Chou should take her rafting. She had heard countless stories of rafting, but she had never experienced it herself. Da Chou glanced at her gentle eyes and pretty, slightly flushed face, and his heart stirred. He kissed her hard. Although he didn't know why she suddenly wanted to go, he wouldn't refuse. She was his beloved wife, and even if she wanted the stars in the sky, he would pluck them down for her without hesitation.
The two agreed. Da Chou took leave from work and set off hand in hand. He didn't invite anyone, only Chunhan. He wanted to enjoy some time alone with Xiaocong and didn't like having a third wheel around.
The rafting trip was at Danqinghe Forest Farm, within Yilan County. Yilan is an ancient city. Formerly known as Wuguo City, it was once a settlement of the Manchu people. The ancestors of the Qing Dynasty emperors once lived here. It is said that Emperor Qianlong even came here to trace his roots.
Of course, what made this small city famous throughout the country was Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. The Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Jin Dynasty, and Emperors Huizong and Qinzong were captured. The two emperors, along with thousands of others, were driven by the Jin people like cattle to Heilongjiang. Imprisoned in Yilan, the two emperors began their humiliating prison life, weeping day and night, desperately hoping that heaven would open its eyes and one day they could return to the Central Plains and return to their roots. Unfortunately, in the end, only their souls returned.
Da Chou and Xiaocong traveled for four hours to reach Yilan. The two walked along the river road until they came to a monument. Da Chou then began to recount the shameful history of the Han emperor. Xiao Cong, being knowledgeable and familiar with the event, saw the mockery and contempt Da Chou showed towards the emperor during his narration and asked with a smile, "Brother Niu, I haven't asked you yet, what ethnicity are you?"
Da Chou took her small hand and asked softly, "And you?"
Xiao Cong said, "Of course I'm a descendant of the Han people." She glanced casually at Da Chou.
Da Chou chuckled and scratched his head, saying, "To be honest, I'm not Han, I'm Manchu."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Cong's eyes widened, and she sighed, "I never thought I, Tang Xiao Cong, would lose my virginity to a Tartar. What a miserable life!" Da Chou looked at her earnest expression and chuckled, a silly laugh. Xiao Cong, seeing this, also laughed, her smile as beautiful as a flower.
The two took a boat across the river, then boarded a bus, finally arriving at the starting point of the rafting trip. Da Chou looked around and secretly admired the place. It was a mountainous area; the mountains were so high, the trees so dense and green, and the air was incredibly fresh, as if purified, completely free of the noise, clamor, and dust of the world—it was like a paradise. Xiao Cong exclaimed, "This place is wonderful! Living here will surely bring longevity!"
Da Chou laughed, "Let's stay here tonight."
On the south bank of the Balan River, amidst the greenery, stood several wooden houses, their designs like something out of a fairy tale. Tourists from all directions gathered here to swim.
Da Chou and Xiao Cong asked for a rubber boat, changed their clothes, and went into the water. Da Chou was wearing swimming trunks, and a bulge appeared between his legs. Xiao Cong saw this, blushed, and covered her mouth to laugh. When she laughed, Da Chou deliberately flaunted his genitals. Xiao Cong turned away from him, but her beautiful eyes still lingered on him.
Da Chou, too, was greedily watching Xiao Cong. Xiao Cong wore a traditional swimsuit, only her limbs were exposed. Even so, the girl's beautiful figure was still fully revealed. Da Chou stared at Xiao Cong's long, beautiful legs, slightly rounded breasts, and round buttocks, taking full visual advantage. Xiao Cong pouted and said, "If you keep looking at me like that, I won't talk to you anymore."
Da Chou immediately and gentlemanly looked away. He asked Xiao Cong, "Why don't you wear a bikini? You'd look even more beautiful that way."
Xiao Cong shook her head and spat, "What kind of clothes are those? It's like you're not wearing anything at all. Would you want your wife to be naked for others to see?"
Da Chou firmly stated, "Our things shouldn't be taken advantage of by others."
The two boarded the boat. Each held an oar. Xiao Cong couldn't swim, so Da Chou let her sit at the bow while he looked after her from behind. If anything happened, he would quickly jump into the water to rescue her.
Da Chou was a good swimmer. Back in his hometown, he could easily swim from the south bank of the Songhua River to the north bank in one go.
He hadn't stopped swimming all these years. It's just that after moving to Harbin, he hadn't swum in the river anymore. When he felt the urge, he would find time to go to the swimming pool for a while. In Da Chou's opinion, swimming there was nothing as exhilarating as swimming in the river. In the river, under the sunshine, under the blue sky and white clouds, he would invigorate himself, parting the water and moving forward, experiencing a thrill of battling the waves and a sense of pride in conquering nature.
The small boat rocked, drifting downstream. The scenery on both banks was lush and verdant.
Xiao Cong turned around and smiled, "Brother Niu, look how clear the water is!" Da Chou looked down, and indeed, the water was right in front of him, within reach. The water was almost like glass; he could see the river weeds and stones of all sizes at a glance. Looking closer, he could even see nimble fish occasionally darting past. Big Ugly spotted a small fish, and suddenly reached out, the fish obediently landing in his hand.
Big Ugly squinted and smiled, "Little Cong, this fish is for you."
Little Cong took it, her face beaming with love, and said, "This little fish must be looking for its parents. Let's release it and let it reunite with its family." Saying this, she slowly and carefully placed it back into the water, as if releasing it too quickly would hurt the fish.
Big Ugly watched and laughed, saying, "My dear, you have a heart of gold; you'll surely be rewarded.
May God bless you with many sons in the future."
Little Cong smiled at him and said, "If I have many sons, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford to raise them."
Just then, the small boat turned and came into a rapid current, and Little Cong involuntarily fell backward. Big Ugly quickly reached out to support her back. Once the danger had passed, a hand reached around to the front and touched her breast, exclaiming, "So soft!"
Xiao Cong, recovering from her shock, quickly pushed the hand away, scolding, "Don't touch me like that. Be careful someone sees!"
She glanced around.
Da Chou said, "Look ahead, there are so many rocks."
The small boat swayed and rocked its way forward in the narrow river. Da Chou concentrated, not daring to be careless. Sure enough, there were many rocks in this section, and several times they crashed into large ones. Da Chou reacted quickly, always managing to use the oar to propel them avert danger at crucial moments. Several times, Xiao Cong was so frightened that she covered her head.
Upon reaching calm waters, the two relaxed and resumed their sweet talk. The river meandered, frequently turning bends. Just as they were enjoying their conversation, another bend appeared ahead. After passing the bend, they hadn't gone far when, at a narrow point, several large rocks stood nearby. Several people stood on the rocks, shouting loudly, each holding something—basins, ladles—all grinning and gloating. What were these people doing? Da Chou didn't understand. Not far ahead
of Da Chou, several boats passed by the rocks. The men yelled, their basins and ladles swirling, water shooting up in countless jets, flying towards the people on the boats. The people on the boats fought back with all their might, but the terrain was unfavorable, and their weapons ineffective; those who passed were soaked to the bone. The men, seeing this, burst into laughter. Their laughter was loud and clear, echoing into the sky.
Da Chou finally understood what these people were doing; they were a gang of "strongmen" who specialized in pumping water to communicate with others. Thinking about the suffering he and Xiao Meiren would also endure, Da Chou really wanted to reach the shore.
Da Chou asked Xiao Cong, "Aren't you afraid?"
Xiao Cong turned around, took Da Chou's hand, and smiled, "My husband's here, what do I have to be afraid of?"
Da Chou nodded and smiled, "Let's share the joys and sorrows as husband and wife."
Soon, the small boat reached the "unlucky" area. When the men saw Xiao Cong, whistles erupted. Some shouted, "What a pretty girl! Come on, everyone, give it your all and turn her into a mermaid!" Then, a barrage of "arrows"
rained down. Seeing this, Da Chou had Xiao Cong turn around and hug him, burying her face in his arms. He then gripped the oars with both hands and paddled furiously. Before the group could even finish their fun, the small boat had already broken through the encirclement.
Once they reached safety, Xiao Cong looked up and cheered, giving Da Chou a kiss on the cheek as a reward. Da Chou touched her face, noticing her head was wet, and said, "Xiao Cong, find a place to dry off. We'll continue our journey later." Xiao Cong readily agreed.
The two pulled the boat to the north bank. Da Chou spread a towel on a rock. He had Xiao Cong lie down, then took a hand towel to dry her body. Xiao Cong happily closed her eyes, enjoying the man's service. After drying her head and neck, Da Chou placed the hand towel on Xiao Cong's breasts, first wiping away the water droplets, then staring blankly at the undulating curves, unconsciously rubbing them with the towel. His eyes ignited with desire, his gaze roaming over Xiao Cong's entire body. His manhood swelled uncontrollably, as if about to scream.
Da Chou never suppressed his desires. Seeing that no one was around, he put down his towel, straddled Xiao Cong, and pressed his lower body against her private parts, whispering in her ear, "Baby, I want to fuck you. I want to so much."
Xiao Cong gasped and said softly, "Brother Niu, not here, there could be people here at any time. Let's go somewhere else. Let's go somewhere else, I'll let you..." Xiao Cong couldn't finish her sentence. Da
Chou looked up at the woods in front of him and had an idea. He picked up Xiao Cong, grabbed the towel, and rushed into the dense forest as fast as he could. At this moment, he didn't care whether his small boat or other belongings would be stolen; everything else had to give way to desire, desire came first.
Once inside the forest, he found a flat spot, spread out the towel, stripped Xiao Cong naked, and placed her on it. Xiao Cong covered her upper and lower body with her hands, laughing and scolding, "You're such a pervert! We just did it last night, and now you want it again? I can't stand you!"
Da Chou pulled down his underwear, his large penis erect, and rushed towards Xiao Cong. Xiao Cong glanced at the dark, hard thing and exclaimed, "It's so ugly!"
Da Chou shamelessly laughed, "Don't be fooled by its appearance; it's very useful. You'll be calling me 'darling husband' in a moment."
Xiao Cong said, "No way!" Her expression was tense, but also a little excited.
Da Chou lay on Xiao Cong's body, kissing her pink face, his hands groping her. He checked her crotch and found she was already wet. Da Chou laughed and asked, "Baby, when did you get wet? I didn't know." Xiao Cong was embarrassed, so she hooked her arms around his neck and sealed his mouth with her cherry lips to prevent him from saying anything inappropriate and embarrassing her.
Da Chou's hands wandered over Xiao Cong's smooth flesh. The feel was wonderful, the skin incredibly elastic; she was truly a young girl, so different. When he reached her buttocks, Da Chou enthusiastically grabbed the tender flesh, kneading and rubbing it, savoring the charm of a youthful girl.
His large penis was restless, eager to enter and bathe. Da Chou no longer restrained it, wielding his member towards the entrance. The glans probed in and out, wanting to plunge in. Xiao Cong, however, wouldn't let it succeed, deliberately twisting her slender waist and swaying her buttocks, defying him.
Da Chou had a trick up his sleeve; he reached out and played with each breast, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes pressing, sometimes pinching, never letting up on the attack on the nipples. Furthermore, Da Chou held Xiao Cong's fragrant tongue in his mouth, lingeringly sucking, licking, and licking it, making Xiao Cong's whole body heat up, waves of pleasure washing over her, and she even became aroused, actively using her vagina to envelop the glans. With a "squelch," the large penis entered, then slid in all the way to the root, swelling the vaginal opening. Xiao Cong let out a comfortable hum.
Da Chou released his mouth and asked, "Baby, does it feel good?" Xiao Cong squinted, her face flushed, and nodded, panting softly. Da Chou laughed, "Xiao Cong, let me love you properly." Saying this, he raised his penis and began to thrust quickly and heavily. Her labia minora contracted and relaxed, teasing this large monster. A trickle of fluid flowed, more and more, soaking her pubic hair, making her anus glisten, leaving traces of love on the towel. That lingering passion was profound, piercing to the bone, unforgettable even by drinking the potion of forgetfulness.
At this moment, Da Chou displayed his heroic nature, his movements swift and his technique skillful. His performance was no less impressive than any other man's. He was a completely different person from when he was being beaten and forced off the bed. He placed one hand under Xiao Cong's buttocks, hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, and his penis, like an iron horse, bravely charged and conquered, its virility and power comparable to Zhao Zilong's victory at Changban Slope.
A burly thirty-year-old man was on top of a young beauty in her early twenties, thrusting into her with his weapon, making the young woman's face flush with desire, her eyes filled with affection, moaning, her body trembling, her breasts swaying wildly. Any man would feel a surge of pride at such a sight; the joy of conquering a beautiful woman is indescribable.
"Husband, I love you, I love you to death. I'll let you fuck me forever. Fuck me, fuck Xiao Cong to death!" Xiao Cong uttered the words Da Chou loved to hear in her excitement.
Da Chou became even more excited, thrusting into her with all his might. After only a hundred or so thrusts, Xiao Cong released her climaxing fluids. The warm water slicked against his glans, feeling incredibly pleasurable. Laughing, Da Chou shouted, "Baby, you're so cute. I'd fuck you for life. Will you let me?" He put Xiao Cong's legs down.
Xiao Cong said, "I'll let you, I'll let you fuck me. As long as you like it." Da Chou was overjoyed and kissed her on the lips.
After resting for a while, he rolled over, letting Xiao Cong lie on top of him, his penis still inside her. It was tight and warm inside, his penis felt like it was soaking in a hot spring. Da Chou gently thrust upwards, and her vagina made a squelching sound.
Da Chou asked, "Baby, do you want more?"
Xiao Cong glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and said in a slightly coquettish voice, "Whatever you say. Husband, I'll listen to you."
Hearing that voice made Da Chou feel incredibly good. He said, "Xiao Cong, I really love it when you call me husband, it sounds just like my wife. Xiao Ya calls me that too."
Xiao Cong asked, not without a hint of jealousy, "Have you slept with Xiao Ya?" Da Chou smiled but didn't answer.
Xiao Cong said, "You don't need to lie. That night, Xiao Ya slept with you. I know.
I saw her come out of your room this morning, her complexion was great. You two must have done it."
Da Chou argued, "These days, many couples have slept together, it's not unusual."
Xiao Cong said, "You already have a girlfriend, you shouldn't have seduced me. If you get me, how am I supposed to get married?"
"Marry me," said Da Chou. "I want you, and we'll never be apart."
"And her?"
"Let her be my concubine."
Xiao Cong laughed and said, "I'm the elder, she's the concubine." Saying this, she forcefully thrust her penis in and out. Da Chou cooperated, thrusting rhythmically. When Xiao Cong straightened up, Da Chou saw the penis going in and out of her red, swollen hole, with glistening fluid seeping out.
Da Chou said, "Little Cong, let's try something different."
Xiao Cong said, "How? I don't know how."
Da Chou and Xiao Cong stood up and found a relatively bare tree. Da Chou made Xiao Cong lean against the tree, standing opposite her, lifting her right leg with his left hand, his penis swaying back and forth, finally finding its mark and easily inserting into her hairy little hole. Da Chou continued thrusting, watching Xiao Cong's reaction. Xiao Cong was aroused, hooking her arms around Da Chou's neck and offering her lips for him to taste. Da Chou was in high spirits, taking full advantage of Xiao Cong from both above and below, his free hand occasionally caressing her breasts to arouse him.
In this forest, the sunlight cast only faint shadows on the ground, and those in the woods could only see small patches of blue sky. They had no time to appreciate the scenery, for they were creating the most beautiful scene imaginable. They were one with nature, freely expressing their passion, enthusiasm, and springtime desires, sending primal music far and wide. They had forgotten whether others noticed. They only sought to elevate their lives in this bliss.
Finally, Da Chou ejaculated into Xiao Cong's flower. He wasn't afraid of her getting pregnant; if she did, he would raise the child. Now, Da Chou loved being a father, regardless of the honor of the title. After
they had their fill of pleasure, they dressed, boarded the boat, and continued their journey. Perhaps the following programs will be even more exciting.
(To be continued)
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