Daughter who went back to her parents' home to borrow money

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The red-brick house at the east end of the village belonged to the village head, Gong Dewang. He was home alone, listening to Peking Opera on the radio and drinking a little wine. His meal consisted of cooked food bought from town: half a jin of
pig's head meat, two liang of peanuts, and a dish of cold beef salad. He was in a good mood that day. That afternoon, he and the accountant, Yang Sigen, had each taken about a thousand yuan from the poverty alleviation subsidy allocated by the authorities. The document stated a subsidy of 169 yuan per person. Yang Sigen and he had conspired to change the last digit, 9, to 0. The document was handwritten and somewhat illegible, and this alteration was easily missed by the average person. With 257 people in the village, 9 yuan per person would amount to 2313 yuan. Yang Sigen, being sensible, took the exact amount of 1000 yuan, and the rest went into Gong Dewang's pocket.
Gong Dewang was tall and strong, with a ruddy complexion and thick, black hair. Those who didn't know him would never guess he was over sixty. This old man was not only greedy but also lecherous, having been having an affair with Ren Aijuan, a widow in her forties from the village. At the end of last year, his wife, Zhou Maonu, somehow heard about his scandalous affair and refused to let him touch her anymore. His insatiable lust led him to openly have an affair with Ren Aijuan. That afternoon, his youngest son, Gong Hongjun, had taken his mother to the city, and tonight he planned to secretly bring Ren Aijuan home for a good night's pleasure.
Just as he was getting into the swing of things, the door creaked open, and Dewang looked up to see his eldest daughter, Gong Hongyan. Hongyan's life was unfortunate. When she was a young woman, Gong Dewang hadn't become the village head yet. Her family had many children but little land, and they were extremely poor. Eventually, she married into Qiantai Village, 20 miles away. Her husband, Fu Quanyou, was not only lazy but also a gambler. He gambled away their already meager savings, and they barely managed to survive by having Hongyan shamelessly borrow money from her parents' home from time to time.
Excessive hard work had caused several gray hairs to appear on her head before she even turned forty, and wrinkles had crept onto her face, though her breasts remained as full as ever.
After walking for half a day along the mountain path, Hongyan was exhausted, her whole body soaked in sweat. She plopped down opposite her father, panting, and took off her sweat-soaked floral shirt. Dewang got up, went to the kitchen to get a pair of chopsticks, and then went to the main room to pour a cup of cool tea. He handed the chopsticks and tea to his daughter.
"Yanzi, you must be exhausted. Why didn't you send word first? If I had gone out too, you would have been left empty-handed, unable to even get in the door. Your mother was taken to the city by your brother this afternoon to enjoy herself. She said she'd be staying for a while before coming back. I didn't cook anything for myself. Have some vegetables to tide you over. If you're hungry, go wash the rice and cook it yourself. I'm not good at those things."
Hongyan was different from her father, who only talked. She worked in the fields and houses all day long; how could she not eat? Fortunately, there was a large bowl of leftover rice from lunch in the cupboard. Hongyan smelled it and it wasn't spoiled, so she soaked it in hot water and ate it. The table was full of good dishes, unlike her family where every meal consisted of cabbage and radishes. Hongyan ate with great relish. Dewang simply stopped eating and watched his daughter eat. He had wine and meat every day; he didn't need to worry about a meal or two!
Dewang wiped his greasy mouth, lit a filter cigarette, and glanced at his eldest daughter while smoking. Looking at the few strands of white hair on her head, he felt a rare pang of sadness. He still had a full head of black hair, while Hongyan, only forty, already had gray hair. He blamed her bad luck; if she had waited another three years, he would have been successful and wouldn't have had to marry that good-for-nothing Fu Quanyou!
Looking further down, Dewang's heart suddenly raced. He saw that Hongyan was only wearing an old vest, and through the neckline, he could see a large expanse of white breasts glistening with sweat. Dewang didn't dare stare, so he occasionally made a few casual remarks, using the opportunity to peek at those breasts.
Dewang was a scoundrel, never caring about morality or ethics. Before his daughter got married, he often spied on her while she bathed. He had always lusted after his voluptuous eldest daughter, but back then, with so many people in the family and cramped living quarters, he never had a chance to make a move. Later, after his two sons got married, he also spied on his daughters-in-law bathing and eavesdropped in bed, but because he was always careful, no one discovered these things.
After watching for a while, Dewang had an idea. He stood up, putting on his shoes, and said to his daughter, "Yanzi, Dad's going to your fourth uncle's house to check the accounts. After you finish eating, take a bath and go to bed early. This table is on the kang (heated brick bed). You sleep on the inside, and I'll sleep on the outside when I come back later."
Hongyan was also thinking about sleeping that night while eating. Her two younger brothers were rarely home, and their doors were always locked, making it inconvenient to go in. Usually, when she went back to her parents' house, her mother would sleep in the middle, and she and her father would sleep on either side. Today, it was just the two of them at home, and it was too late to go back home, even though they were dozens of miles away. But sleeping like that seemed a bit inappropriate. Her father was thoughtful and had already thought of this. Keeping the table in place was a good solution; it acted like a curtain between them.
After finishing her meal and cleaning up, Hongyan got her clothes to take a bath. She felt extremely uncomfortable, all sweaty and sticky on her body. After closing the door and quickly stripping off her clothes, Hongyan comfortably plopped down in the warm-yellow bathtub…
At that moment, a pair of greedy eyes were peering through the crack in the bathroom door. It was Dewang; he hadn't actually gone far, just hiding behind the kitchen. Hearing Hongyan fetch water, he knew she was getting ready to bathe. As soon as he heard the door lock, he ran out and secretly pressed his face against the door to peek at his daughter bathing:
he saw Hongyan slowly stand up from the tub, lathering herself with soap. Her plump breasts were as they always were, only slightly sagging, and her nipples were now dark and large. Although they weren't as pretty as the pink they had when she was a girl, these dark, large nipples were even more arousing. Beneath that was a dense thicket of black pubic hair, extending from slightly below her navel all the way to her vulva. Her two plump, purplish-black labia were naturally parted, revealing the red flesh inside…
Dewang stared at his daughter's alluring body, his eyes practically spitting fire. As he looked, he reached out and began to stroke his swollen old penis…
Hongyan, after showering, lay in bed, wondering how she would explain things to her father when he returned. If it weren't for the child, she would have ended things with Fu Quanyou long ago. Last week, she had just sold a 300-pound fat pig. Hongyan had kept two hundred yuan on her person, and carefully hid the remaining thousand or so yuan in her winter cotton shoes, intending to buy new clothes for her child, as well as fertilizer, pesticides, and tuition for the next semester.
Little did she know that Fu Quanyou had already set his sights on this "huge sum." While Hongyan was working in the fields, he stole the money and ran to town to play mahjong with some hooligans for two days and two nights. Needless to say, the result was a miracle; he was lucky if he didn't lose everything. Hongyan collapsed to the ground when she saw the money was gone. Not only had she worked hard raising a pig for over half a year, but she'd also lost two or three hundred yuan just on the initial investment! What to do? Five mouths were waiting to be fed. She had no choice but to swallow her pride and borrow some more from her father!
Dewang, after wandering around outside for half an hour, returned humming a tune and swaying back.
"Dad, you're back! I have something to tell you." Hongyan got out of bed when she saw Dewang.
Dewang turned the fan on the floor to oscillate, muttering to himself as he took off his clothes, "This damn weather is so damn hot!" He pulled off his vest and trousers, standing on the ground in only a pair of gray shorts. You could see the man inside swinging something around as he walked. Hongyan turned her face away embarrassedly. Even though her father was in his early sixties, his chest muscles were still bulging, and he had a large tuft of black hair on his chest and abdomen. Judging from the way it swayed, his manhood was probably quite large.
Dewang climbed into bed, lit a cigarette, and took a couple of puffs. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Yanzi, didn't you say you had something to tell your father? What is it? Go ahead!" Hongyan lowered her head and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Dad, um, um, I want to, I want to, I want to borrow some more money from you!"
Dewang rolled out of bed, pulled out two hundred-yuan bills from his pants pocket, and threw them across the table, saying, "Didn't you just take five hundred two months ago? Your father's money doesn't grow on trees! If you ask me, you should just move back in with the child. If you stay with that bastard Fu Quanyou, the hard times are yet to come!" Dewang's reason for asking his daughter to move back wasn't just out of pity for her; he had his own ulterior motives. Having her around would naturally give him more opportunities to take advantage of her, and besides, it would also improve his reputation!
Hongyan clutched the two crisp hundred-yuan bills, her head bowed even lower. "No, it's not enough. I need to buy pesticides and fertilizer. I also want to buy a piglet. Genwang's tuition is due in September, and my mother-in-law has been coughing non-stop lately. I'm thinking of taking her to the county hospital tomorrow! It might cost over a thousand yuan in total.
" "Dad, I know your money doesn't come easily, but I really have no choice. Quanyou is indeed a scoundrel, but my in-laws are good people. They treat me like their own daughter. Let's see. If he doesn't change, I'll divorce him, and I'll move back home whether he agrees or not." Dewang had sixty or seventy thousand yuan in his account, but he wanted to keep his daughter in check. He wouldn't give her the money without offering her some incentive. "Cough, cough! Hongyan, your father doesn't have much money right now! I originally had about ten thousand yuan, but your fourth uncle borrowed it last week. I can't just ask for it back after only a few days, can I?" Hongyan was so anxious that tears were almost streaming down her face. "Father, please, I beg you, you're the one who has the final say in the village, please help me think of a way. I've already told the family that I'll take Grandma to the hospital tomorrow, I'm afraid that if I delay, it will cause her to get seriously ill!"
Dewang took a few deep breaths and thought for a long time before saying, "I'll try to borrow some money tomorrow morning, but there aren't many families in the village with spare money, it won't be easy to borrow! Ouch, ouch!" As he was speaking, Dewang suddenly cried out in pain.
"Father, what's wrong!" Hongyan asked anxiously as soon as she saw him.
Dewang sighed and said, "I don't know what's wrong with me lately, my stomach keeps hurting, and my legs are sore too. It's probably because I caught a cold when I was younger and it's acting up now."
Hongyan said, "Dad, move the table down and lie down sideways, I'll massage you!" Dewang was secretly pleased that his plan had succeeded in its first step.
His daughter's calloused hands, hard from years of labor, weren't very comfortable massaging his legs, but Dewang found it enjoyable. Because in this position, he could easily see most of his daughter's snow-white, plump breasts between her legs, especially as his hands moved up and down, her breasts swaying between her vest and bra. Hongyan also noticed that her father was looking at her breasts. She wasn't actually looking at his face, but the tent gradually forming in his pants told her everything. Hongyan blushed slightly and sat up a little straighter as she continued massaging.
"Yanzi, you have such strong hands! My legs feel much better. Help Daddy massage his stomach!" Hongyan hummed in agreement, sitting sideways next to her father and slowly massaging his stomach.
"A little lower!"
Hongyan's hand moved to near his navel.
"A little lower, that hurts too!"
Hongyan's hand moved down a little more, slowly massaging her father's lower abdomen. From the moment she started massaging his stomach, Hongyan's eyes were constantly darting to the side, because the tent in her father's crotch was too conspicuous.
"A little lower!" Degen saw that the time was almost right, so he simply threw aside his pretense. As he spoke, he suddenly sat up, and then his large, iron-like hand grabbed Hongyan's hand and grasped his hard, erect penis!
Hongyan suddenly felt her hand grasp her father's thing. Good heavens, she couldn't believe that a sixty-year-old man's penis was still so hard and thick. This thought only flashed through her mind for a moment. Hongyan struggled desperately to break free from her father's grasp: "Dad, what are you doing? Let go!"
Dewang grabbed his daughter from behind, his other hand slipping inside her vest to knead her plump, soft breasts.
"Dad, let go! I'll scream if you don't!" Hongyan struggled fiercely, but her strength was far inferior to Dewang's, and she couldn't break free.
Dewang chuckled, rubbing his daughter's hard nipples with three fingers, saying, "Hongyan, as long as you listen to your father, I guarantee your life in your next life. As for Genwang, as long as he gets into university, I'll support him even if he goes all the way to a PhD! Hongyan, I've always loved you the most since you were little, please help me out. Your mother won't even let me touch her now, I'm so frustrated!"
Hongyan thought of her good-for-nothing husband, her pitiful in-laws and son, and slowly relaxed her resistance.
Dewang was overjoyed at the sight, and he turned Hongyan down onto the bed, his large hands quickly tearing off her clothes. Hongyan, eyes closed and tears streaming down her face, let her
father do as he pleased. Soon, her vest and bra were tossed aside. Dewang, panting heavily, tried to pull down his daughter's red panties, but Hongyan clung tightly to the top, refusing his advances. Dewang feigned anger, saying, "If you don't make your father feel good today, I won't care about you anymore!"
Hongyan's last line of defense crumbled, her hands slowly relaxing and falling to her waist.
Dewang, seeing his beloved daughter, whom he had longed for for over twenty years, lying naked before him, felt his heart pound with excitement. He hastily pressed himself against Hongyan, his mouth, reeking of smoke and alcohol, haphazardly kissing her dry lips. Hongyan, disgusted by the smell, could only purse her lips tightly in slight resistance.
Dewang and Yang Sigen often used embezzled money to go to restaurants, bathhouses, and watch pornography in the county town. They would then practice on widows, gradually mastering a set of techniques for seducing women.
Hongxia was holding her breath, enduring her father's indiscriminate kisses on her face and lips, when suddenly a thick, greasy tongue forced its way in between her lips, followed by a flurry of slurring and the sound of saliva. The unpleasant odor instantly filled her mouth, making Hongxia feel utterly nauseous. She violently shook her head, trying to get rid of the foul tongue.
Dewang, however, wouldn't give in, stubbornly following his daughter's movements, his pungent tongue refusing to withdraw. With her father's 130-140 pound body pressing down on her for so long, Hongxia struggled for a while, feeling her strength waning. Since she was going to be violated by her father tonight anyway, she might as well let him do as he pleased. Besides, her father was so strong, she couldn't resist him.
Dewang finally caught his daughter's soft, slippery tongue and quickly sucked on it, licking the saliva off like a dog drinking water. Hongxia felt both disgusted and confused: why did her father like to suck her saliva and even drink it? Women usually spit at each other when they're arguing and cursing.
After playing with his tongue enough, Dewang swallowed half of one of his daughter's large, soft, white breasts with his foul-smelling mouth, then licked the soft nipple in circles with his tongue. His other hand wasn't idle either, quickly pinching and rubbing the nipple of her other breast. In an instant, Hongyan realized something was wrong; she was actually feeling desire under her beastly father's ministrations. Her nipples were gradually hardening, and her vagina was starting to leak fluid.
This was normal, really. Women are supposed to be like wolves in their thirties, tigers in their forties, and sucking the dirt in their fifties. She was just over forty, which should have been her most sexually active age, but her husband, Fuquan, was always focused on mahjong and poker, only touching her twice a month. And each time, his half-erect penis would ejaculate before he'd even reached a hundred strokes. Plus, the heavy housework and worries about poverty left her with no time for such things.
Dewang noticed the changes in his daughter's body. He increased the frequency of licking and kneading her nipples, occasionally biting them lightly with his teeth stained black and yellow from smoking. Hongyan's long-suppressed sexual desire was completely stimulated by her father. She let out a moan like a mother cat, and her body became hot and burning.
"Dad, stop playing, I can't take it anymore, um..."
Dewang lewdly released her nipples and said, "Good daughter, Dad has all these good tricks, right? Dad made you feel good, didn't he? You want more, don't you? Don't rush, Dad has something even more exciting!" As he spoke, Dewang plunged his head into his daughter's crotch, nibbling at the clumps of dark, disordered pubic hair. "My daughter's pubic hair is really impressive, it's not like your mother's at all! Tsk tsk, this pubic hair is so long it's even growing up to her anus..." Although Hongyan's body was uncontrollably craving, she was still very proper. Hearing her father comment on her pubic hair, she blushed with shame and had no choice but to cover her ears with her hands. Dewang followed the lush black hair to his daughter's vulva. He opened his mouth wide, taking her two salty, dark purple labia into his mouth, followed by a series of licking sounds.
Hongyan, who had lived for forty years, had never imagined that someone would lick her vulva with their mouth. She cried out, "Father, don't do that! That's where you pee, it's so dirty!"
Dewang ignored her and continued to serve his daughter's cunt diligently. The next moment, his tongue plunged deep into Hongyan's juicy and salty cunt, his mouth frantically drawing moisture from her flesh like a thirsty person. Worst of all, this old man even knew to bite her clitoris with his teeth. Hongyan's most sensitive cunt and clitoris were being wantonly played with by her father, her body trembling as if electrocuted. Waves of excruciating itching penetrated her deep inside. She longed for something hard to thrust inside and scrape the flesh inside her cunt!
Hongyan's chastity had been completely shattered by desire. With her eyes closed, she cried out in pain, "Don't do it, don't do it, Dad, it's dirty, ah! ah! Dad, come in, I can't take it anymore!" Dewang, who had also been impatient, grasped his 15-centimeter-long, dark penis and thrust it into Hongyan's saliva-covered cunt. "Ah!" Hongyan cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Everything else was thinner and shorter than her father's. Her father's thick, long thing thrust in all the way, causing her a little pain. "Dad, don't go in so deep, yours is too big, it hurts!"
Dewang became even more excited upon hearing this. He grabbed his daughter's two long, white legs and thrust his old waist in, "slap slap slap slap," each thrust going all the way in. The frequent contact between their genitals created a splashing sound.
"Comfortable, isn't it? Exciting, isn't it? Dad's big cock is still the best!"
Hongyan gritted her teeth, enduring her father's brutal thrusting. After twenty or thirty thrusts, the initial pain gradually disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. Her father's thick thing filled her vagina completely, leaving no gaps. Even a slight turn inside felt incredibly comfortable. The sensation of the large head of his penis occasionally hitting her clitoris was a pleasurable mix of pain and numbness, numbness and itchiness.
Hongyan felt ashamed. In her forty years, this was the first time she had experienced the benefits of sex, but these benefits came from her own father's penis—the very penis that had been thrusting so deeply into her vagina!
Dewang fucked her for about ten minutes, his excitement growing. He pulled out his penis, picked up his daughter, and turned her over into a doggy-style position. Hongyan had heard that some men in the village who had lived in the city had done this with their wives, but she had never tried it herself. To bend over like a dog, waiting for a man to fuck her from behind—wasn't that degrading a woman? Just as she buried her head on the bed, her father's penis slid in from behind, penetrating deeply. This method of penetration was much deeper than from the front.
"Ah! It hurts so much! Daddy, don't go in so deep!"
Dewang slapped his daughter's snow-white buttocks, ignoring Hongyan's pleas. His old, still-hard penis went all the way in with each thrust, the speed increasing.
"Yanzi, I regret it so much! I should have fucked you when you were a girl! All the benefits went to that bastard! I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death!"
Hongyan endured her father's rough thrusts with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her vaginal fluids seemed to gush out relentlessly, as if determined to drain every last drop of moisture from her body. Her words were incoherent and nonsensical: "Father, pull back a little, it hurts! Ahh, ahh! It's good, Father, fuck me harder, right there, right there... mmm mmm mmm..." Half-conscious, Hongyan endured over five hundred more thrusts before a rapid gush of fluid erupted: "Father, I'm going to die, I'm coming, I'm coming, ah!"
Dewang was also nearing his climax. Hearing his daughter was about to climax, he quickly bent down and sealed her mouth, tightly holding her tongue. His old penis thrust forcefully into the deepest part of her vagina ten times before finally ejaculating a thin stream of semen! ...
[The End]

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