[The Romantic History of Warlords] (Chapter 004)

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Chapter 004 Wedding Night "First bow to Heaven and Earth!"
"Second bow to the parents!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
After a long day of fuss, Yan Bao and his two brothers, along with their respective brides, completed the ritual of bowing to Heaven and Earth. Afterwards,
the four brides were helped into their respective bridal chambers. The so-called bridal chambers were simply a large
red cloth hanging on the wall, barely covering the exposed mud bricks. The old earthen kang (heated brick bed) was covered with a layer of wheat chaff, a layer of reed mats, and finally
a piece of coarse cloth with floral patterns, thus becoming the newlyweds' bed.
As the snow fell heavier and the wind grew colder, the makeshift shelter was like a drafty, cold palace;
the dishes served quickly grew cold. People had to eat standing up, stamping their feet to keep warm. After eating and drinking their fill, most
people went home. Only a group of teenagers remained, surrounding Yan Baosan and begging for wedding candy: "Groom!
Groom! Give us wedding candy! Give us wedding candy..."
"Come, come, wedding candy, the wedding candy is here."
Yan Baosan, carrying a burlap bag, handed out rock candy to each child.
After the in-laws, matchmaker, and others had eaten and drunk their fill and left, it gradually grew dark. The north wind howled, snowflakes fluttered
, and the courtyard gradually became deserted.
Inside the thatched hut, a charcoal brazier burned, and a kerosene lamp shone. Only a group of clansmen, all boys aged 12 to 18 or 19, remained, having made a ruckus in the bridal chamber
. They were all drunk, talking nonsense, and making a ruckus with Yan Baosan and his two brothers
. Da Bao, drunk, lay on the table, groaning. Erbao was a heavy drinker, never getting drunk no matter how much he drank.
He was having a great time playing drinking games with a group of clansmen.
Yan Baosan was also drunk, but his mind was clear. Too lazy to argue with these guys, he muttered, "Get lost! I
... I'm going to the bridal chamber..." He
stood up to leave. However, he was so drunk that he walked like a drunkard, stumbling and staggering.
He accidentally fell into the arms of Yan Ergou's wife, knocking the petite young woman to the ground.
"Drunk, hehe..." As Yan Baosan got up, he grabbed his sister-in-law's bottom.
"Ouch! You damn fool..." Ergou's wife glared at Yan Baosan reproachfully.
Shidan, Erpang, and Little Fox, three guys with wicked intentions, wouldn't let go of Yan Baosan. While desperately pouring
wine into his mouth, he lewdly grinned and said, "Brother Sanbao, you only get to drink wedding wine a few times in your life,
it'll be a waste if you don't drink more. It's okay if you get drunk, you still have us brothers to take
care of you in the bridal chamber."
Damn it! You want to touch my woman? Dream on!
Yan Baosan pretended to be drunk and acted crazy, pulling out his pistol and gesturing at the group of bad boys with half-serious intent: "Get lost!
If you don't get lost... I'll blow you up... you sons of bitches!"
"This guy is really drunk..." The three guys, seeing the gun in Yan Baosan's hand, were a little scared and
dared not bother him anymore. Some went to find more wine, while others left drunk.
Around 8 pm, Yan Baosan staggered to the bridal chamber, practicing his "Tai Chi." Just as he was about to push open the door,
he suddenly heard a cry from his second brother's bridal chamber: "Mother! It hurts so much..."
Holy crap! Yan Baosan was startled.
Was this a pig being slaughtered, or childbirth? Was losing a virgin really that painful?! It was terrifying!!
With a creak, Yan Baosan pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and entered the bridal chamber. The first thing that caught his eye was
a large, coarse red cloth hanging on the adobe wall, 2 meters wide and 3 meters long, a vibrant red that made one's blood boil, a red that would
drive one mad. Three meters inside was a table over a meter high, covered with a black cloth, and holding a kerosene
lamp. There was a small pile of melon seeds, rock sugar, three red eggs, and a wrinkled red apple. Two brides sat on the edge of the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove)
. Cuihua sat at the head of the kang, and Pan Meifeng at the foot, both wearing red veils.
Cuihua wore a plaid cotton-padded jacket and light red cotton-padded trousers, looking bulky like a round loaf of bread. She
clutched a floral handkerchief tightly in her hand, clearly very nervous. Pan Meifeng wore a green embroidered cotton-padded jacket and
delicate red cotton-padded trousers. Her head was bowed, but her body sat ramrod straight, motionless, like a wooden sculpture.
Although he had lived two lives, this was his first time entering a bridal chamber, and with two brides at that… tonight it's a threesome
… Wahahaha!
“Wives, I’m here…” Yan Baosan grinned foolishly, rubbing his hands excitedly as he
walked towards the brides.
Suddenly, a loud, teeth-grinding sound, like a mouse grinding its teeth, rang out. Yan Baosan was puzzled;
how big of a mouse could make such a loud noise?!
When he looked closely, he realized that Pan Meifeng was rubbing her hands… She was rubbing two walnuts together, grinding them vigorously
until they made a sound like a mouse grinding its teeth. Yan Baosan asked Pan Meifeng, puzzled, "Wife,
what's your grudge against these walnuts? What are you doing?"
"None of your business!" Pan Meifeng's voice was full of disgust and coldness.
Yan Baosan suddenly understood. On the surface, there were two brides, but only Cuihua truly loved him
. Pan Meifeng was forced into it, helpless, and didn't like him at all. What did her grinding the walnuts so hard
mean? Did she mean that if he slept with her, she would crush his testicles?!
Damn… Yan Baosan felt a chill run down his spine at the thought.
Fine! I won't force you. You can sit there and be a spectator, watching the live broadcast!
Yan Baosan thought this to himself, but on his face he put on a righteous and awe-inspiring gentlemanly demeanor: "Meifeng, I know
you were forced to marry me. But you've already had the wedding ceremony with me, so you're my wife. I'll wait until
you've come to your senses and are willing to accept me before I sleep with you. Until then, I won't touch you. Go lie
down and sleep."
"Really?" Pan Meifeng was very surprised and asked with a hint of disbelief.
Yan Baosan ignored her and went directly to Cuihua, pinching a corner of her red veil, and said with a smile:
"My dear, I'm here."
“Hmm…” Cuihua responded softly.
“Whoosh!” Yan Baosan waved his hand, lifting the red veil to reveal
a face different from Cuihua’s usual one. Dark, willow-leaf eyebrows, rosy cheeks, pink lips, and a pair of bright, clear eyes,
shy and timid under the lamplight… the skinny, dark-skinned shepherd boy had transformed into a shy, pretty little
bride.
A tender little bride, hehe…
“Thump!” Little brother. Little brother woke up, bumping his head against his pants, creating a high tent.
Cuihua, shy as a young woman, had her head down, but she witnessed Yan Baosan’s crotch quickly bulging
. Her face flushed red, all the way to her ears, and she turned her head away, closing her eyes in embarrassment.
“Cuihua, my little darling, we’ll be in-laws from now on, what’s there to be shy about? Come on, let’s take off our
clothes and go to sleep.”
Yan Baosan was horny, completely disregarding Cuihua’s shyness, and began to unbutton her clothes. In no time, he had stripped
her naked, revealing a fair and tender body. She was only 14 years old, and due to long-term malnutrition
from not eating enough, she was thin and frail. Especially her breasts, which women are proud of, were only slightly swollen
. The high, tender nipples and pink areolas still looked very alluring. Her flat,
fair abdomen, her beautiful and shapely navel, and the sparse pubic hair on her fair mons pubis, and between her legs was
a thin, pink, honey-like slit…
Out of girlish shyness, Cuihua originally covered her face with her small hands, secretly peeking at Yan Baosan through her fingers.
Finding his eyes fixed on her private parts like a hungry wolf, she became even more embarrassed. She wrapped her arms around his neck,
cooing shyly, "Husband...don't look, it's so embarrassing...let's blow out the lamp."
Yan Baosan deliberately said to Pan Meifeng, "Blowing out the lamp is called messing around, how can that be right?"
As he spoke, he began to take off his cotton-padded jacket. "Come on, baby, I'll show you something fun."
Pan Meifeng lowered her head, remaining silent.
Cuihua suddenly remembered some private words her aunt had told her, so she sat up, shyly saying, "Husband,
I...I'll help you..." She used her trembling little hands to unbutton Yan Baosan's jacket, revealing his thin chest.
Through the skin, one could clearly count the number of ribs; he was too thin. He took off his cotton-padded jacket, then his cotton-padded trousers.
Hmm...I... " Hehe...
?" Yan Baosan grinned broadly. Having someone help him undress
felt like being a lord.
When he took off his cotton pants, his little treasure finally appeared, standing erect like a stick, swaying as it
greeted Cuihua (Hi! How are you?). Cuihua was mortified, hanging her head, too ashamed to look. Yan Baosan, deliberately mischievous,
thrust his hips forward, his 15-centimeter-long penis poking and circling her pink lips and cheeks with the glans
. The tingling sensation as the glans gently rubbed against her tender skin was incredibly pleasurable
.
"Baby, come here, touch it," Yan Baosan pleaded, rubbing his penis against Cuihua's lips.
"It's peeing... dirty..." Cuihua turned her head away, refusing to give in.
"What's so dirty about it? You'll love it soon enough. Try it if you don't believe me. Come on, we're a couple now,
what's there to be shy about?"
Under Yan Baosan's combination of coaxing and cajoling, Cuihua finally reached out her small hand, both shy and afraid, and grasped his little
treasure. It felt warm and fleshy, the sensation was so special… Is this what men are
? It looks so ugly! But… but it's so fun.
"Come on, lick it."
"Mmm…" Cuihua liked the penis more and more as she played with it, no longer shy or afraid of it. She obediently
opened her pink lips and stuck out her pink tongue to lick it. It was her first time licking a man's penis, her oral skills were clumsy,
she could only lightly lick the glans with her tongue.
“So good! Baby, you’ve seen cats lick their paws, right? Just like that… Yes, like that.”
Under Yan Baosan’s patient guidance, Cuihua’s oral skills gradually became more proficient. One small hand held the base, and she stuck out her
little tongue, licking and kissing the glans, starting from the glans and working her way down to the base. Finally, she playfully kissed
the scrotum, making a “smack” sound. Then, she licked back up from the scrotum… repeating this process until the entire
penis was covered in glistening saliva, shimmering with a lewd sheen under the light.
“Oh… So good! So good! Baby, take it in, put it in your mouth… Yes! Oh…” Yan
Baosan was overjoyed, trembling with pleasure. This was the first time in his two lives that he had experienced oral sex.
“Smack smack…” Under Yan Baosan’s guidance, Cuihua opened her pink little mouth and took the purplish-red, glistening glans into her mouth
, swallowing and spitting it out. Slowly, without any instruction, she began to shake her little head and use her mouth to stroke it up and down
, making "plop plop plop" sounds. At the same time, her little hands gripped the base and stroked it back and forth.
"So good! So good! Baby, you're so good at this."
Yan Baosan looked down at his glans moving in and out of Cuihua's pink little mouth. His glans was
enveloped by the soft, warm, and slippery flesh of her mouth. The feeling of being stroked was so pleasurable, giving him an
unprecedented stimulation, comfort, and satisfaction, both mentally and physically. His penis grew thicker and longer, the
veins on it bulging and bulging like old vines, a purplish-red and shiny color,
looking very menacing.
"Plop plop plop..."
Seeing that what she was doing could make Yan Baosan feel so good, Cuihua felt very proud and worked even harder with her little mouth
, even trying a deep throat swallow. His penis was covered in saliva, glistening drops
rolling down her chin, down her fair neck, and onto her slightly protruding breasts, forming a
large, shimmering, foamy patch. It emitted a uniquely intoxicating, erotic scent.
"Come on, baby, let your husband take care of you."
"Mmm..." Cuihua responded shyly, covering her eyes with her hands and obediently lying down.
Yan Baosan moved Cuihua's delicate body closer to the table, then, under the dim light, gently parted her slender
legs, revealing her sparsely haired paradise. A dozen or so jet-black pubic hairs were scattered across her small,
rounded mons pubis and labia majora, clinging wetly to her tender white vulva, with a tightly
closed pink slit in the center. This was a virgin's opening, emitting a faint, musky scent and a unique, subtle fragrance.
Some clear fluid secreted from the slit, flowing down her pink buttocks, wetting her delicate, bright
red anus, which shimmered alluringly under the light.
Ah, a virgin! This is a virgin's vagina? Wow, so beautiful!
"So beautiful..." Yan Baosan exclaimed in amazement, lowering his head and gently licking the crevice of her flesh
twice with his tongue. He smacked his lips; the taste was peculiar, slightly pungent, and strange.
"Don't lick there...it's for peeing..." Cuihua pleaded shyly. However,
the strange stimulation from Yan Baosan's gentle licking caused her to tremble slightly, a strange
itch spreading rapidly, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan, "Mmm..."
This moan made Yan Baosan's bones melt. He could no longer resist, burying his head and using the tip of his tongue to part
Cuihua's tender crevice, licking and kissing inside. Ah, this vaginal flesh is soft, tender, fragrant, and delicious—it's so
beautiful. In an instant, his appetite was whetted. He opened his mouth wide and covered her vulva, sucking on her tender labia like he was drinking
noodles, making slurping noises.
"Ah...oh...so good...ah...husband...so beautiful..." Cuihua couldn't
withstand such stimulation. Waves of tingling sensations washed over her, her hips trembling. She wished she could shove Yan Baosan's head into her honeyed
cave to fill the emptiness inside. A tidal wave of pleasure quickly overwhelmed her, all
restraint and shyness vanished, leaving only the waving of her arms and the passionate cries from her open mouth.
Experiencing love for the first time, Yan Baosan was eager to taste the pleasure of penetration. Seeing that Cuihua was already aroused
, he no longer hesitated, grasping his penis and aiming it at her wet, pink vulva, slowly inserting it.
Good heavens! It was too tight; those rings of tender flesh, like cotton, enveloped and squeezed his glans, like a rubber
band tightly gripping it, desperately resisting penetration. The accompanying tingling and pleasure, like an electric shock, made
him tremble with ecstasy.
It felt as if a burning stick had been suddenly thrust into his lower body; the tearing pain and feeling of fullness made Cuihua
break out in a cold sweat, pleading, "Oh...oh...husband...be gentle...it hurts..." The pain
tensed all her muscles; her legs trembled and convulsed as if electrocuted, her ten toes
scratching incessantly at the soles of her feet.
In the lamplight, Yan Baosan noticed that Cuihua's delicate face was contorted with pain, her eyes brimming with
crystal-clear tears, her small mouth slightly open, hissing as she gasped for breath. This painful sight filled him with unbearable
pity and self-reproach, and he quickly stopped his penetration. Then, he leaned down and gently kissed Cuihua's eyes and lips,
softly comforting her, "Baby, it hurts the first time... Be good, husband will take it slow."
"Mmm..." Cuihua looked at Yan Baosan's tender gaze, her heart filled with sweetness and happiness.
Stopping the insertion, the pain in her lower body lessened considerably. At the same time, a tingling,
pleasurable sensation arose in her vagina, a feeling she had never experienced before.
Suddenly, Yan Baosan felt his glans touch something soft, and instinctively, he thrust forward
, breaking it. The next second, Cuihua opened her mouth wide and let out a scream: "Ah!!! It hurts so much..."
"What's wrong?" Yan Baosan was startled. Then, he thought of a possibility—her
hymen had broken.
"It hurts! Husband... don't move!!" Cuihua cried out in pain, extending her small hand to
cushion their penetration. Under the lamplight, a fine layer of cold sweat could be clearly seen rapidly appearing on her forehead
.
"Baby, it's okay, it's just your hymen breaking. Be good, it won't hurt in
a bit," Yan Baosan hurriedly and gently comforted Cuihua, kissing and caressing her repeatedly.
"Mmm..." Cuihua slowly calmed down under Yan Baosan's soothing touch.
"I've broken my hymen today, hahaha..." Yan Baosan was overjoyed, wishing he could grab a megaphone and run into
the street to shout it out, to release his pride and excitement.
Next, Yan Baosan began to carefully explore Cuihua's breasts, his tongue as agile and cunning as an eel
, circling the pink nipples and licking the pink areolas. He sucked on the nipples, sometimes gently, sometimes firmly, biting lightly.
Her slightly rounded breasts had smooth, supple skin, and her nipples exuded a milky fragrance. The sensation was like savoring a delicious meal
, intoxicating him. Like a greedy child, he sucked and licked them incessantly.
"Oh...ah...so good, husband...you're licking Cuihua so well...so beautiful..." Cuihua
cried out wantonly, her small body twisting and turning like a snake, her small hands
scratching wildly at Yan Baosan's neck and back, her little buttocks thrusting up and down. Her entire being was
overwhelmed by the tingling pleasure that rapidly spread from her breasts throughout her body, rising and falling in waves.
"Husband...I want it! I want it!" Cuihua cried impatiently, her small waist swaying incessantly, her little buttocks
thrusting upwards, actively stroking his penis. That painful yet pleasurable feeling intoxicated her, drove her mad
.
Seeing that the time was right, Yan Baosan sucked hard on Cuihua's nipples while gently thrusting his hips, his penis
slowly penetrating deeper into her wet opening. The tightness and narrowness of that virgin's honeypot,
the feeling of his penis being enveloped and squeezed by layers of soft flesh, was so comfortable, so incredibly pleasurable: "Oh...baby, you're so tight inside, so comfortable, so
warm..."
"Ah...husband, me too...so comfortable..." Cuihua hooked her arms around Yan Baosan's neck, sticking her butt out...
She kissed his chin and cheeks haphazardly with her small mouth. At this moment, her eyes were filled with spring, her face was flushed, alluring and seductive,
incredibly captivating. She moaned and murmured, "Husband... I love you... Husband, don't hold back
, move..."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Yan Baosan lowered his head, kissing Cuihua's pink lips fiercely while gently thrusting his hips
rhythmically into her honeyed cave. Her honeyed cave was so warm, tender, and slippery; the pleasure from each thrust
drove him wild, his whole body tingling, like the blissful ecstasy of opium. At the same time, it
made his blood boil, as if molten lava flowed through his veins instead of blood. His thrusting became faster and faster,
and the honeyed fluid in her cave increased, making a series of "gurgling" sounds. The sound was like heavenly
music, so beautiful and melodious.
"Ahhh...husband...it feels so good...you're doing it so well...do it, do it harder! It's so beautiful
..." Cuihua was being penetrated to the point of ecstasy, completely intoxicated, her little mouth agape as she cried out incessantly. Her slender jade
legs slowly rose, tightly wrapping around Yan Baosan's back, as if afraid he would escape.
"Slap slap slap...plop plop plop...
" Yan Baosan transformed into a fierce warrior, wielding his half-foot-long iron rod and launching a fierce assault,
frantically thrusting into Cuihua's tender honey hole. The impact caused her little buttocks to ripple and tremble incessantly
. Honey fluid overflowed like a burst dam, dripping and gushing from their point of union, flowing
down her buttocks and anus, soaking the sheets.
"Ahhh...husband...I'm going to die...you're fucking me to death...fucking me to death...my pussy is
ruined by your fucking...ahhh...ohhh..." Cuihua wrapped her arms around Yan Baosan's neck, shaking her head, her
mouth open, moaning wantonly, completely transforming into a seductive and wanton little slut.
Yan Baosan was fucking for the first time, lacking technique, and just went on a rampage, quickly surrendering.
"Pfft pfft pfft..." Streams of heat poured deep into Cuihua's body. The ensuing dizziness made his head
spin like he was drunk. Panting, he collapsed onto Cuihua's sweaty, petite body.
Those streams of heat were like small whips, lashing the tender flesh deep inside her, making Cuihua
tremble with pleasure. Then, an uncontrollable torrent gushed forth. At the moment of the gush, the
exhilarating pleasure made her unable to resist, stretching her neck and letting out a long, soft moan: "Oh!!!!!!!!!!"
Afterwards, her legs trembled violently, convulsing, and her body went limp. "Smack!" Cuihua's little head
slammed down, lazily panting with satisfaction in the afterglow of her climax.
"Baby, was it good?" Yan Baosan asked. "So good..." Cuihua curled up in Yan Baosan's
arms, smiling sweetly.
"Rest a bit, then we'll keep practicing. I'll fuck you to death!"
"You're so annoying!" Cuihua said shyly, lightly slapping Yan Baosan's buttocks.
"Hehehe..." Yan Baosan hugged Cuihua contentedly, grinning foolishly. At this moment, he finally felt
like a real man.
As a new bride, married to her ideal husband, Cuihua nestled sweetly in Yan Baosan's arms, enjoying
her husband's caresses while whispering sweet nothings she had kept hidden in her heart for years. The two were deeply in love, pouring out
their hearts to each other, laughing and joking incessantly… the simple bridal chamber was filled with the blissful atmosphere of their wedding night
.
But…
the sounds around her, both unbearable and sweet, filled with moans and gasps, and
the peculiar, lewd atmosphere that permeated the air… left Pan Meifeng parched, agitated, her lower abdomen burning, and her lower body feeling
uncomfortably wet. That night, she tossed and turned under the covers, unable to sleep, completely sleepless
.

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