[The Dusty Tales of the Saturn Village Chief] Interlude: Captain Bull Returns to the Village

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It was hard to imagine that a woman like Fatty, who had never been touched by a man, would feel no shame whatsoever. Yet, she unhesitatingly 　　took
off her clothes, revealing her enormous breasts, larger than Niuwazi's head. I watched as Niuwazi
involuntarily buried his wrinkled face in her breasts, a stark contrast to the bulging, seemingly about-to-burst breasts
. Niuwazi squinted, taking a deep breath, as if those breasts held
a delicacy more tempting than anything on my dinner table.
"So itchy, so itchy," Fatty giggled, slipping her chubby arms under her plump breasts
, lifting them with her elbows, and playfully shaking them from side to side, creating a surprisingly mischievous
effect. Niuwazi's face was being repeatedly bumped from both sides, but he showed no displeasure, enjoying the head-shaking
motions.
Across the table, I couldn't see Widow Wu's movements, but the squeaking sounds indicated she was enjoying Niuwazi
's unusually large penis, treating it like a delicious meal. Niuwazi had already pulled Widow Wu
's top up to her neck, playing with her breasts while doing so. I had noticed Widow Wu
's breasts earlier; they weren't just flat, they were like uninflated balloons. I couldn't imagine
what was so fun about breasts like that.
"Ouch...it's so itchy, so itchy!" Fatty cried out, her voice like a broken gong.
It turned out Niuwazi had taken one of Fatty's nipples, almost the size of my testicles, into his mouth, licking and sucking it. I think Fatty
had never experienced such stimulation from a man before, which was why she couldn't help but shout. From her
expression, she was surprised, delighted, and thoroughly enjoying herself.
I suddenly felt like an idiot, completely ignored by the three of them.
"Are you still drinking?" I asked Niuwazi, a little annoyed.
"Of course I'm drinking! You never play with me, and I have to drink with you while I'm playing."
Niuwazi freed one hand, grabbed the wine bowl, and it was the same hand that had been squeezing Widow Wu's breasts, reminding me of those flat breasts
, making my stomach feel a little uncomfortable. But I still raised my bowl and drank with Niuwazi.
"Uncle sucked your breasts, do you want to suck my big cock now?" Niuwazi put down his bowl and turned
to flirt with Fatty again.
"Yes, but my mom's here, I can't reach her head." Fatty answered, wriggling slightly, making
all her fat jiggle.
Hearing this, I was so angry that I shoved my butt back down and pulled the table further towards me, making
more space for the three of us. The chubby girl put in a lot of effort to change her posture from sitting to kneeling, but it looked more
like she was lying face down, with every inch of her flesh pressed against the surface of the kang (a heated brick bed). Her large head squeezed into
the limited space between Niuwazi's legs. Her mother, Widow Wu, seeing her daughter also coming closer, seemed somewhat displeased. She spat out Niuwazi's
penis and said, "You're still a young woman; you should be more reserved in front of your uncle."
The chubby girl completely ignored her mother's admonition. At the opportune moment, she grabbed Niuwazi's penis, as if she had snatched
a rare treasure. She greedily stroked it with her other hand, saying, "So this is what a penis is—hard and hot
. I wonder what the difference is between inserting it into a vagina and using an eggplant or cucumber."
"Then you give your uncle a good blowjob. If you blow it well, I'll fuck your vagina." Niuwazi lightly patted the chubby girl
's buttocks, which were bigger than my dining table, and leaned to pull down her pants. When some of the fat was exposed, he stretched his neck
and started licking it, saying in a low, guttural voice, "Big sister, teach your daughter."
Head to head, Widow Wu, as the mother, showed an embarrassed expression, but it vanished in an instant. Perhaps
seeing her daughter's greedy and thirsty expression, perhaps seeing her daughter's body that no man had ever wanted to touch, perhaps
thinking of the pleasurable sensation of a penis thrusting inside her while her daughter had never experienced it, her expression suddenly became
unusually kind.
"Like this, yes, like this, don't forget to lick the head of the penis a few times with your tongue." Widow Wu stroked
her daughter, Fatty's, chubby face, gently instructing her.
Niuwazi wanted to see how Fatty would perform oral sex on him, but Fatty's large upper body completely blocked his
view and made him almost unable to move. From my perspective, Niuwazi looked more like a delicious
little calf. I suddenly wanted to laugh, but I didn't dare, worried about embarrassing Niuwazi, so I had to hold it in until my stomach ached
.
Widow Wu and her daughter were completely absorbed, forgetting even Niuwazi, a living person, they were completely engrossed in
their deep study of the large penis. Widow Wu held the penis, sucking it in various ways, then spitting it out and
handing it to her daughter, Fatty. Fatty stretched her head over and imitated her mother, repeating the motions several times until she was sucking quite well,
making a squeaking sound.
Although Niuwazi's penis was experiencing waves of pleasure, perhaps feeling bored, he went to pull down Fatty's pants. Fatty
's attention was completely focused on his penis, and she completely forgot to cooperate. Niuwazi pulled and tugged, grimacing and
straining, but the pants, stretched almost to the point of bursting by the fat, wouldn't give him any face,
clinging even more greedily to Fatty's enormous buttocks than he was.
Niuwazi gave up and turned to harass his mother, Widow Wu. Although Widow Wu was fifty years old and still occasionally received
the lubrication of a man's semen, her body couldn't withstand the ravages of time; her ribs were so withered that the ridges
were clearly visible. When Niuwazi ruthlessly ripped off the cloth covering her lower body, the veins on her thighs were bulging, the skin
was wrinkled and rough, and her buttocks were pointed, looking like her ischium was about to protrude.
I couldn't imagine that Niuwazi would so enthusiastically touch Widow Wu's buttocks, and that he seemed to be
enjoying it so much. From my angle, I could see Widow Wu's vagina, which I really didn't want to see.
Widow Wu suddenly let out a moan, a very satisfied sound, though it sounded a little strange. Just as I was wondering what was
going on, Niuwazi winked at me with a lewd grin. I looked at his hand again, and there he was, his palm inside Widow Wu's
vagina.
Niuwazi was thrusting into Widow Wu's vagina, deliberately spreading her buttocks for me to see. Niuwazi was assaulting my eyes;
if I turned my head away, it would be an insult to him, so I could only watch with a bitter smile
. Niuwazi's entire palm was almost inserted into Widow Wu's vagina, with only his thumb sticking out.
His fingertips were also inserted into Widow Wu's anus. I felt that Niuwazi wasn't just poking her, he was ripping her out.
Every time he pulled out, he stretched Widow Wu's inelastic vulva out long, and when he pushed it back in, it was
like stuffing a lump of garbage into a hole.
No wonder Widow Wu's cries were so loud and so satisfied; the movements were too fierce, the way he played was too powerful,
the scene was too shocking. I knew I rarely showed mercy to women, but in front of Niuwazi, I felt quite ashamed.
Niuwazi wanted to drink again, and he wanted to drink with me, but the hand holding the bowl was the same
hand that had just been pulled out of Widow Wu's vagina, wet and covered in white foam, with a few old pubic hairs, some black and some white.
"Come on, let's have a drink."
"Yeah, let's have a drink."
Putting down the bowl, Niuwazi grabbed a chicken leg. To entertain Niuwazi, I killed my family's most arrogant and proud
rooster, the one who always led a dozen or so hens around showing off. This same rooster, with its
thick, powerful leg that used to step on the hens' backs every day, was carelessly shoved into Widow Wu's vagina by Niuwazi.
Niuwazi rubbed the poor leg inside a few times, twisted it around, pulled it out, looked at it
, and then took a bite.
I jumped down, without even putting on my shoes, and ran to the outer room, vomiting violently into the slop bucket.
After rinsing my mouth, I went back inside. Niuwazi was still nonchalantly eating his chicken leg. After swallowing everything
, he said to me, "Your alcohol tolerance is pretty low, you even went out to vomit. This is nothing!"
"Yes, yes, today I've witnessed the true nature of you, Niuwazi, the great captain." I was referring to Niuwazi's disgusting
behavior, but I knew he would interpret it as a comment on his alcohol tolerance.
The chicken leg seemed a bit bland, so Niuwazi put it down and grabbed Widow Wu's thigh.
He couldn't handle the fat girl, but handling Widow Wu was easy and enjoyable. He easily lifted her up
, placing her legs on his shoulders, and brought his greasy mouth to her vulva,
sucking greedily.
Widow Wu's head was pressed against the bed, almost falling under the table. Although the position was uncomfortable, her vulva must have
felt good. I heard Widow Wu shout, "Damn, damn, it feels so good! Nobody's
been willing to lick my vulva for years!"
Niuwazi paused, proudly saying, "Old lady, isn't my sucking skill amazing?"
"Amazing, amazing," Widow Wu praised repeatedly. Her vulva was feeling so good; it would be foolish not to praise it.
Niuwazi stopped pausing and continued sucking, licking, and licking her vulva, even rubbing his face against it. It was clear how much he craved her vulva!
"I can't take it anymore!" Niuwazi shouted, then said, "I'm really impressed by you two, girl. The girl's mouth
is strong, and the old lady's cunt is delicious. I'm going to fuck you!"
Niuwazi's eyes were bloodshot. He threw Widow Wu aside, then struggled to crawl out from under the fat girl's body,
pinning Widow Wu down from behind. His hard, iron-like penis plunged violently into Widow Wu's cunt. Niuwazi
, his pants dangling, his buttocks, darkened by the endless sea breeze, began to bounce wildly, like a madman.
Widow Wu screamed wantonly. The fat girl watched like an idiot. I was even more of an idiot than an idiot.
...
30 seconds later.
Ah...
Niuwazi's scream at the peak of his climax almost lifted the roof off my house!
"Is that all?" I asked incredulously.
"Yeah." Niuwazi tilted his head back, his satisfied expression making everyone envious.
"Is this considered fucking?" Widow Wu retorted, unable to contain her dissatisfaction with the distinguished guest.
"What about me? I haven't been fucked yet!" Fatty was confused, only finally realizing what was going on.
Postscript:
Niuwazi later explained the incident of stealing the goose twenty-three years ago. He said: That day, when I saw someone coming out,
I immediately ran to tell you, but something tripped me up, and my head hit
something else I didn't know. I was dizzy.
I laughed and said, "I knew you, Niuwazi, wouldn't abandon your buddy."
Then, I told Niuwazi a story. After I finished, Niuwazi and I both burst into laughter, the two old men
hugging each other like never before.
The story I told was: Once upon a time, there were two brothers, a louse and a nit, who lived in a woman's armpit. Every day,
they would swing on the armpit hair, living happily and comfortably. One day, the lice, gazing at the
towering nipple-shaped hill, suddenly exclaimed, "I've lived half my life, and I still don't know what's on the other side. Have I
lived in vain?" The louse, hearing this, agreed and said, "Brother, let's go on an adventure!" So the two immediately
set off, scrambling up the hill...
They climbed over the nipple-shaped hill, over the navel-shaped depression, and looked around. They saw a small hill rising in the distance, covered in dense tufts of hair,
just like their hometown. Overjoyed, they began their scramble towards the hill. Upon reaching it, they saw that the tufts of hair were indeed
larger and denser than in their hometown, and they happily swung on a swing.
As they played, the lice suddenly shouted again, "Brother, brother, come quick! There's a pink cave
entrance here, dark and bottomless inside. I wonder if there are monsters hiding there!" The louse arrived, looked at him, and said, "Brother,
you're too timid. Let me go down and check it out so you can feel at ease. You stay here and keep watch while I go down
."
With that, the louse waded through the mud and slowly crawled into the hole. The further he crawled, the darker it became, the deeper and deeper it went
, the more dangerous it felt, and he couldn't help but feel terrified. Just as he was about to turn back, he suddenly felt a flash of light behind him. When he turned around, he saw a
huge spear thrusting straight at him.
The louse quickly dodged to the side, and the spear missed its target and retreated. The louse dared not linger in the hole any longer and
was about to... The louse frantically crawled towards the cave entrance, only to be met with another thrust of the spear. So the spear came and
the louse dodged, a cycle that repeated for over half an hour. Finally, the spear gave up, angrily spitting at the louse a few times before leaving. The louse, slightly relieved, immediately
began crawling towards the cave entrance again. Reaching the entrance, it was about to pull the louse away when it saw the louse collapse unconscious.
The louse grabbed the louse, shaking it frantically and calling out to it. Seeing the louse finally open its eyes, it breathed a sigh of relief and said, "
Brother, let's run! That cave is too dangerous. There's a big spear there; it can take anyone down. Brother almost..."
"You won't make it back alive!" Upon hearing this, Nizi cried and said, "Brother, even keeping watch at the cave entrance isn't safe! As soon as you entered the cave,
I saw that big spear stabbing at you. I was just about to warn you when a pair of big hammers came crashing down on me from behind. There was
nowhere to dodge, and I was knocked unconscious."

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