Village prostitutes

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During the Yuan Dynasty's Zhizheng era, the court levied exorbitant taxes, causing widespread suffering and leading to numerous uprisings against the Yuan. Coupled with abnormal weather and poor harvests, the country descended into chaos. Rebel armies and Yuan troops clashed, leaving many villages devastated and starving farmers forced to flee to other places.

At the foot of Mount Tai lay a small village, its nearly thirty households all engaged in agriculture. Due to its remote location, the men also frequently hunted in the mountains, gathering small game like rabbits to supplement their diet. The village's only connection to the outside world was a narrow official road. Because of its remote location, the village had not yet been ravaged by war, allowing its inhabitants to live peacefully despite the chaos.

About five or six li north of the village along the ridge were several small hills. Between these hills lay a small valley, where a flat plain lay, irrigated by a meandering stream. From afar, the plain appeared to have been divided into different plots, each planted with different vegetables.

Several chickens and ducks strolled leisurely across the grass. Near the dense forest stood a small hut made of mud and thatch. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the trees, dappling the ground with patches of light. A boy of about fourteen or fifteen sat quietly under a tree, a gentle breeze ruffling his long hair.

This was supposed to be a serene pastoral scene, but the boy's face was pale as he stared at the hut, his hands clenched tightly, oblivious to the pain even as his fingernails pierced his palms. Inside the simple hut, a scene of unbridled passion unfolded.

A beautiful woman nearing thirty knelt naked on the ground, one hand supporting her weight while the other kneaded her breasts, her delicate hand constantly squeezing and kneading her exquisite flesh. Simultaneously, she swayed her hips, chasing after the engorged penis that lingered near her buttocks, refusing to penetrate.

"Master, just come in, I want it!" the woman said coquettishly to the man behind her. "Look, my juices are already flowing." The woman said, reaching between her legs to scoop up some fluid, her palm already soaked with it. This greatly stimulated her. As her fingers entered her vagina, her nipples immediately hardened and hardened, a tingling pleasure spreading throughout her body, the small bumps around her nipples becoming visible.

"Truly a body of inner charm, I am so lucky, even in such a short time, she's already learning to be so charming. Beauty, I'm coming."

With that, the bald monk behind the woman, his erect penis

already engorged, moved towards her. He held his penis between her labia, the erect glans rubbing against her vulva but not immediately penetrating. This tingling sensation was too much for the woman to bear; she suppressed her shame and lifted her buttocks, carefully positioning herself before letting the fluids enter.

Then, the woman began to sway back and forth like a wild horse spurred on. Since the penis entered her, she seemed to have lost her mind, only knowing to relentlessly demand from the monk. Her vagina contracted tightly, squeezing the penis inside her. At the same time, her vagina secreted a constant stream of lubrication—a form of self-protection, preventing damage to her vaginal walls.

"Oh…Buddha…faster…harder…harder…thrust…so good…oh," the woman moaned frantically, uttering lewd sounds she would never normally utter.

"Calm down and follow me into meditation, clumsy!" the monk, riding the woman, suddenly shouted, his right hand forming a complex mudra and pressing it against the woman's back.

As the monk's hand touched the woman, her previously wanton face displayed a dignified expression, making her resemble a bodhisattva in a temple. The only incongruous thing was that the woman was naked, having intercourse with a monk.

As the monk and his cauldron engaged in dual cultivation, the beautiful woman's lower body contracted incessantly, the flesh squeezing his penis. Knowing the moment had arrived, the monk focused intently on controlling his desires.

Unaware that the woman's previously watery, lustful eyes had momentarily cleared, he continued his practice. The woman bit her tongue with all her might, the pain further diminishing her desire.

With her remaining strength, she thrust her buttocks against the monk's groin, making it appear as if she were sitting in his lap. She used her natural talent to control the contractions of her vaginal muscles, her vagina now massaging the large penis inside her like waves.

Finally, after a moment, the monk could no longer restrain himself and roared, "You slut!" As his semen gushed into her, their combined energy surged into her dantian. The monk angrily slapped the woman, sending her flying out of the house. He stood up, swayed a few times, and fell again.

Wang Feng was outside, reflecting on his experiences since his transmigration. Yes, he was a transmigrator. His previous life was that of an ordinary employee on Earth who died unexpectedly and transmigrated into his current body, thus becoming Wang Feng. What Wang Feng saw and heard after his transmigration was utterly horrific. Fortunately, his original body had a mysterious mother who protected him in the chaos of war.

The mother and son eventually settled in a small village at the foot of Mount Tai, where they lived a peaceful life. Because they weren't locals, they faced numerous difficulties and were eventually forced to build a house in this remote rural area to survive. However, a few months ago, a Tibetan monk broke into Mount Tai. Injured, he came to the mother and son's small hut.

This monk was highly skilled in martial arts and easily subdued the mother and son. It was then that Wang Feng learned his mother knew martial arts, but she was still very weak compared to the monk. During their fight, the monk discovered that the woman possessed the legendary "Inner Beauty Body," making her the perfect vessel for dual cultivation. To help her recover from her injuries, the Tibetan monk used Wang Feng as leverage, forcing the woman to submit to him and become his plaything.

After several months of this "training," Wang not only improved her martial arts skills but also became a master of sexual arts, a peerless harlot. However, Wang was ultimately gifted and of extraordinary origin. After months of scheming, she finally found an opportunity to use the Tibetan monk as a vessel for her own sexual gratification, and simultaneously murdered the monk who had been raping her for months.

"Mother, how are you?" Wang Feng, seeing Wang fly out the window, was filled with anxiety and rushed forward to check on her. Although Wang Feng's heart had changed, his maternal instincts still filled him with concern for Wang.

"Mother is alright, good child. Take the knife and go inside to see if that monk is dead. If he's not, kill him immediately. We absolutely cannot let that thieving monk leave alive today." Wang spat out a mouthful of blood, which dripped onto her white, smooth breasts, creating a poignant beauty.

Seeing this, Wang Feng knew the situation was urgent. He quickly responded, picked up a wood-chopping knife leaning against the wall, and bravely walked towards the thatched hut. Entering the hut, he saw the monk lying motionless on the ground. Remembering the humiliation his mother had suffered over the past few months, anger surged to his brow. Ignoring any possibility of foul play,

he raised the knife and swung it at the monk's head. The knife swung and fell relentlessly until the monk was reduced to a bloody pulp. Only then did Wang Feng exhaust himself. Looking at the gruesome corpse, the young man burst into tears. The fear and humiliation he had endured over the past few months finally erupted. After crying his heart out, Wang Feng remembered his mother and rushed outside to check on her injuries.

His mother lay naked on the grass, scattered drops of blood on her body. Although she had a son and was middle-aged, due to her exceptional natural endowment, she maintained a remarkably good figure. Her skin was still as smooth as a young girl's, while her voluptuous body possessed the allure of a mature woman.

Especially after months of training by the Tibetan monk, her already ample breasts and buttocks became even larger and fuller. The Tibetan monk disliked hair, so Wang's armpits and genitals were completely bare. When Wang Feng approached his mother, the first thing he saw was her honeyed vulva between her parted legs; beneath the green grass, it bloomed like a rose.

Wang Feng, though not a virgin in his past life, was still captivated by the stunning beauty before him. Remembering the filthy thoughts that had just crossed his mind, he immediately slapped his face.

"Smack!" A red handprint appeared on his cheek. The stinging pain from the slap extinguished his lust. Regaining his composure, he went to his mother's side, supporting her neck and knees with his arms, and returned to the hut.

The unique scent of a mature woman stirred within Wang Feng, a feeling he had never experienced before quietly welling up inside him. Finally, he placed the soft, fleshy mass on the bed, quickly covered his mother with a blanket, and walked out, his face flushed. This was partly to escape the alluring flesh, and partly to deal with the Tibetan monk's corpse.

Suppressing his nausea, Wang Feng spent half a day piecing together the mangled corpse. He placed pine branches underneath and stared intently at the monk's body for a long time before viciously setting the body, which had brought him such immense humiliation, ablaze.

The firelight illuminated the boy's gritted teeth face. Wang Feng's right hand gripped a thick ancient book, which he had found on the monk. In his heart, he didn't want to keep anything from the monk. However, thinking of the monk's incredible martial arts skills, Wang Feng couldn't help but feel a secret envy. After much struggle, he finally decided to keep the monk's manual. He wanted to obtain such powerful abilities too.

The monk was burned to ashes, but still not satisfied, Wang Feng used the mountain wind to scatter the ashes. To his astonishment, he found a crystal-clear, finger-sized bead among the ashes. Wang Feng was utterly astonished. In his view, heavily influenced by modern online novels, this thing was probably the legendary relic. The fact

that this lewd monk could produce relics that even highly virtuous monks in Buddhism might not possess left the young man speechless.

After nightfall, Wang Feng checked on his mother several times and found she still showed no signs of waking. The large hole his mother had made had long since been repaired. At this moment, Wang Feng sat in front of the stove, adding firewood and turning the pages of a book by the firelight.

It was an ancient book made of tanned animal hide, over two inches thick and containing more than two hundred pages. The entire book was written in a winding grassland script, accompanied by various illustrations. The illustrations included ferocious snakes, delicate flowers, but mostly women—various naked women—posing seductively on the page.

The illustrations were lifelike, the colors vibrant and bright. When he opened the book, the naked women on the page seemed to come alive, their bodies contorting and dancing in a seductive and sexually suggestive manner before Wang Feng's eyes. Like reading erotica in modern times, Wang Feng's right hand involuntarily reached down to his crotch, grasping his fully erect penis, and began masturbating in sync with the naked woman's dance in the book.

Recalling his mother's subtle pleas for pleasure from the Tibetan monk over the past few months, Wang Feng felt his desire intensify. After a period of vigorous masturbation, the young man finally released his pent-up lust, blushing as he quickly cleaned up. Only after ejaculating did Wang Feng have time to look at the contents of the book.

Wang Feng's mother had a mysterious background and diverse knowledge; as a woman, she even had a rudimentary understanding of the grassland script. Having followed his mother for years, Wang Feng could recognize most of the characters in the book. According to the book, it was a classic text of the Great Joy Sect, containing the cultivation methods of the sect.

The Great Joy Sect was a branch of Tantric Buddhism, advocating dual cultivation with women, emphasizing the spiritual connection and enhancement of true power through ethereal union in a state of bliss. However, disciples often strayed from the path, driven by lust for pleasure, frequently resorting to the practice of sexual exploitation. A once-prosperous Buddhist sect ultimately became a haven for lecherous thieves. Finally, it was overthrown and destroyed by a mob.

This foreign monk was the last disciple of the Great Joy Sect. After achieving mastery, he stole an object of great importance to the Buddhist community of the North. Under siege, he fled to Mount Tai. Perhaps by chance, he encountered the naturally alluring Wang Shi while severely wounded. With the perfect union of these two, the monk's injuries seemed on the verge of recovery. However, Wang Shi, relying on her exceptional talents, ultimately murdered him.

The book then details the cultivation methods of the Great Joy Sect, which Wang Feng, through a process of stumbling, guessing, and piecing together the information, finally deciphered. This book not only records the cultivation method of the Joyful True Power but also includes accompanying martial arts techniques such as the Empty Joy Great Hand Seal and the Lotus Step. It even records a method for refining a celestial maiden.

This method, used by monks on Wang Shi, requires selecting a woman with exceptional talent and training her until she is completely subservient to the monk. From then on, this woman will dedicate herself entirely to the cultivator, assisting not only in cultivation but also in combat. She can be considered a combination of sex slave and battle slave.

Through the book's description, Wang Feng finally found a state similar to Wang Shi's. Her condition perfectly matched the phenomenon of surging internal energy but malfunctioning. To awaken Wang Shi, the only solution is to break the Great Joyful True Power within her through external force. However, the immediate priority is that Wang Feng himself has no true power at all. This creates a vicious cycle.

The next day, seeing that his mother still showed no signs of waking, Wang Feng resolved to cultivate the Great Joy True Power to save her. Although the book repeatedly recorded the taboos and dangers of cultivation, Wang Feng, driven by his mother's love, disregarded the risks and forced himself to calm his mind, preparing to cultivate his first strand of true power.

Wang Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly circulating his Qi and blood according to the book's instructions. However, the circulation of Qi and blood became increasingly rapid, and he couldn't control it. With the circulation, he felt a strong desire rising within him, and the shameful acts of the Tibetan monk and his mother's intercourse over the past three months flashed before his eyes again.

But now, he felt not humiliation, but a perverse excitement; he craved a woman. According to the book, Wang Feng's condition was a case of being too eager for quick results, leading to a qi deviation and demonic possession. If no woman could calm his boiling Qi and blood in time, he would die from the overwhelming desire. Fortunately, there was a naked, unresisting middle-aged woman in the room.

Acting on instinct, Wang Feng tore off his clothes and pounced on the bed.

When Wang Feng regained consciousness, he was straddling a mature woman's body, completely naked. His penis was burning hot, but a cool energy emanated from the woman's vagina, neutralizing his internal heat and creating a unique kind of true energy that circulated within both his body and the woman's.

Following his instincts, the young man thrust his hips hard, trying to penetrate deeper into her cunt to absorb more energy.

"Oh, harder... oh... like that!" The woman beneath him let out a seductive moan. With each rapid thrust, the woman's legs tightened, her beautiful legs wrapping around the young man's waist as she moved her body in tandem, allowing his penis to penetrate even further. Overwhelmed by

pleasure, Wang Feng let out a soft groan. Looking closer, he realized the woman beneath him was his mother. At this moment, Wang's eyes were still closed, but after months of training, once his penis entered her, she would automatically move her body, pursuing maximum pleasure.

The thought of defiling his mother didn't evoke shame in Wang Feng; instead, a deep-seated thrill surged within him. He looked towards their joined bodies and saw Wang's thick labia tightly enveloping his large penis, wisps of heat escaping from her smooth opening.

"Harder!...Master...fuck me harder!" Wang murmured comfortably on the bed. Wang Feng, almost unconsciously, reached out and played with her deep red nipples. A wave of tingling pleasure instantly spread through Wang's body, and with a soft moan, she moved her eyes a few times before slowly opening them.

After regaining her senses, Wang saw her son straddling her, his thick, long penis tightly inserted into her vagina. Although she had experienced this countless times over the past few months, being violated by her son still greatly aroused her. As the woman awoke, her vagina immediately tightened due to the stimulation, and under the pressure, Wang Bo's penis almost squeezed her vulva. At

this moment, Wang Bo was burning with lust, how could he be willing to leave this paradise? Recalling the videos he had watched in his previous life, Wang Bo began to vigorously knead the woman's large breasts with both hands. Instantly, Wang felt a wave of pleasure, a mixture of soreness and numbness, spreading throughout her body.

She felt as if she had no bones and collapsed onto the bed. At the same time, her vagina could no longer maintain its strong contraction. As the woman relaxed, Wang Bo took advantage of the situation and pressed himself down on top of her, his thick, long penis once again deeply penetrating the woman's vulva.

The woman felt an electric-like pleasure from the friction between her labia and her son's large penis. She sighed inwardly and stopped struggling. She raised her legs high, allowing her son to penetrate her more easily.

Wang Bo, thrusting his lower body in pursuit of ultimate pleasure, held the woman's raised legs, licking her toes and insteps incessantly. Years of training in adult films had fully awakened his strange nature. The scent of the woman's perfume mingled with the sweat from her feet and the erotic aroma of their fluids, creating a powerful aphrodisiac.

The woman felt her son licking her soles; the slippery, itchy sensation filled her with shame. This shame even caused her body to convulse. Wang Bo could feel a warm sensation emanating from her heart, scorching her clitoris. A stream of fluid secreted from her labia, squeezed by his penis, dripping onto their joined bodies.

Her son's body was so powerful; each thrust made Wang forget everything. Days of training had turned her into a sex slave chasing pleasure.

The boy cupped his mother's full breasts, kneading them until the deep red nipples grew larger, and her juices flowed more freely. Under the boy's guidance, Wang's fair body swayed on the bed, her breasts bobbing in the air, waves of milk scattering, her deep red juices dancing in the air as well.

After much manipulation, Wang quickly reached orgasm. After one thrust from Wang Bo, his large penis withdrew from her vagina. The bright red flesh around her vaginal opening, stretched open by his penis, was stained with her juices and reflected a captivating sheen. Before her son's penis could penetrate again, Wang's vagina convulsed, and a stream of cloudy, milky white liquid gushed out.

This woman had actually reached orgasm; she had actually squirted and ejaculated. The juices Wang spurted were so powerful that they traveled down Wang Bo's groin, along his body, and even onto his face.

"Ah, so comfortable." Wang sighed contentedly, lying limply on the bed.

Wang Bo touched the still warm semen on his face, his desire growing stronger. He pressed his penis against the woman's labia, grinding it incessantly. Just as he was about to thrust into her familiar vagina again, Wang gently stopped him with her hand.

"No, don't go in. We already made a mistake, and now that we've regained our senses, we can't make another one." As she spoke, Wang pressed her hand tightly against her clitoris to prevent her son's penis from entering again.

But Wang Bo's hand kept wriggling in Wang's cleft. He forcefully used his erect penis to push his mother's hand away from her clitoris, re-entering her swollen labia, pushing the flesh tightly to the sides.

"Oh." Wang let out a satisfied sigh. Seeing that she couldn't stop her son, she could only stretch out her arms and hold him tightly.

"Fine, since you're uncomfortable, then go ahead and put it in! But you can only go in, you can't move." Wang said affectionately.

Unable to move while being held by his mother, Wang Bo could only press his erect penis tightly against the beautiful woman's vulva, while simultaneously writhing his lower body. The boy's thick pubic hair rubbed against his mother's smooth vulva, creating a stinging and itchy sensation. The tingling pleasure from the friction spread throughout the woman's body.

"Seeing how uncomfortable you are, you can move a little, but you mustn't ejaculate inside," Wang's mother said with concern, ultimately showing pity for her son and unable to bear seeing him tormented by desire. She wiped the sweat from his brow.

Receiving his mother's command, Wang Feng, who could no longer restrain himself, thrust his penis forcefully, his large penis sliding smoothly out of the woman's vulva and then plunging back in with a "plop." His fully erect penis was lubricated by the woman's vaginal fluids. The glans powerfully struck his mother's clitoris with each thrust, waves of pleasure rippling through both of them.

Wang Feng continued to thrust, enjoying the ultimate pleasure brought by his mother's vulva. The woman repeatedly lifted her hips, enjoying her son's thrusts, welcoming each of his pounding into her. Waves of pleasure surged from her lower abdomen to her chest.

"Mother, it feels so good. Don't worry, I won't ejaculate inside." No sooner had she spoken than the boy delivered a hard thrust, plunging his glans deep into her vagina, pressing tightly against her clitoris. His testicles, lubricated by her vaginal fluids, were nearly half-entered her wetness.

Wang felt as if her heart was being shattered, waves of ecstatic pleasure coursing through her body.

"Slow down, you're too rough," the woman gently pushed against her son's chest. In his passion, Wang Feng disregarded this, taking a deep breath, grabbing her slender waist, and thrusting into her.

Instantly, vaginal fluids splattered, the sounds of flesh colliding echoing in the room. The son's entire penis was inside her, stirring vigorously. Wang's legs were raised high by her son, and she blushed as she watched him thrust into her.

Feeling his large penis rhythmically swell inside her, Wang, with her experience, knew this was the prelude to ejaculation and immediately struggled beneath him. She reached down and gripped his penis tightly.

The attack on his genitals caused Wang to reflexively pull back, his penis sliding out of her vagina.

"Mother, let me just do it once, just once," Wang Bo pleaded, nearly collapsing from the pressure of being stopped from reaching climax.

Wang, knowing how to please a man, immediately leaned down to his abdomen, her lips parting slightly to take his nearly explosive penis into her mouth. Her small tongue licked it incessantly, the tip even pressing tightly against the tip.

A wave of pleasure washed over her, erupting from her mouth thanks to her masterful oral skills.

After their climax, the two lay on the bed, tightly embracing each other. Wang's head tilted back slightly, and a thick stream of semen dripped from the corner of her mouth, landing on her large breasts.

Perhaps unable to face the incestuous relationship between mother and son, neither spoke. After silently cleaning themselves, the mother and son, naked and embracing each other, fell into a deep sleep.

[The End]

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