Facing the challenge requires courage.

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I like cucumbers, but I'm a guy, so I like eating cucumbers.

After finally winning over Wang Yingying, my little sister-in-law, I went out again, munching on a cucumber.

I think cucumbers are my lucky charm; you can call them lucky vegetables, lucky melons, it doesn't matter, they all mean the same thing.

My flip-flops pattered on the dirt road in the village as I strolled around.

Unlike last time, this time it was evening. There's not much entertainment in the village at night, basically just TV, poker, mahjong, and procreation.

I'm a thoughtful young man, and I scoff at people wasting their energy and time on these boring activities. I'm only really interested in procreation.

Bored, I wandered aimlessly until I arrived at Qiantanggai.

This area has few residents, only four households. Three of them are always homeless, meaning they're away working year-round, their yards overgrown with weeds.

Only one household is a newlywed family's house. The homeowner's name was Zhang Bao, the same as one of the three brothers from the Yellow Turban Rebellion during the Three Kingdoms period. However, his abilities were far inferior to Zhang Bao's.

His story could go on for three days and three nights, but to sum it up, he was utterly naive and unyielding. He was too honest and was always bullied, getting beaten up countless times since childhood.

I, on the other hand, am a bit mischievous, but I never bully honest people. I always target those who are pretentious and stubborn; I only feel a sense of accomplishment when I defeat them.

When Zhang Bao was bullied as a child, I even helped him a few times. Although he was usually quiet for days on end, he was quite loyal and we were very close. He would always save the best food for me, secretly, of course, to avoid trouble if others saw.

Anyway, from childhood to adulthood, I never had a deep relationship with Zhang Bao, but he considered me his best friend. To be honest, I felt quite ashamed. The reason I didn't interact with him much wasn't anything else, but rather I felt it would make others look down on me. He, however, seemed completely oblivious to this and treated me very well.

Reaching Zhang Bao's backyard, I wondered how I'd ended up here. It was pitch black, nothing but mosquitoes. I decided to

head back. Just as I was about to turn away, I heard something fall to the ground inside Zhang Bao's house. I knew it couldn't have been Zhang Bao; he wouldn't dare break things. Was his wife abusing him?

A surge of righteous indignation rose within me. Although even a wise judge can't always settle family disputes, I wasn't one, so I didn't care.

I took the last bite of my cucumber and threw it away, bracing myself against the wall with one hand and leaping down to Zhang Bao's backyard.

Reaching the back window, I listened intently. The voices inside were very low, but even so, I could tell it was a man's voice, and not Zhang Bao's.

"Hurry up and bring out all your valuables, or we'll kill you both! Damn it, stop dawdling! It's only a few tens of thousands of yuan? You think we don't know your financial situation? If you keep dawdling, we'll rape your wife, then strip you both naked and dump your bodies!" Holy

crap, this is serious, burglary.

Although I've always considered myself a bit reckless, I'm not quite that reckless. I'd better not get involved in this kind of thing; it's safer to find a safe place to call the police.

So I turned around, crouched low, and tiptoed towards the back wall.

Then, I stepped on a tile with a loud crack, which startled me.

The house fell silent instantly.

At that moment, a thousand curses ran through my mind. Simultaneously, my thoughts were racing wildly.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, and I yelled, "You son of a bitch, Zhang Bao! Where have you been, you little bastard? Get out here right now!" "

I've already told the local police station about you stealing the copper wire from the power well. I'll teach you to backstab me; just wait until the police come and arrest you!"

I was rambling incoherently, shouting from behind the woodpile in Zhang Bao's backyard. I didn't care about logic anymore; I just wanted to see if I could scare these people away. Sure enough

, not long after I started yelling, I heard the door open, and the front door was also opened. These thieves must be trying to escape.

I don't know where I got the courage, but I thought these thieves were like frightened birds; if I rushed out, I'd scare them out of their wits.

Thinking this, I deliberately strode towards the front of the house. Hearing my footsteps, the struggling sounds that had been coming from inside stopped, followed by the sound of someone rushing out of the door. By the time I turned around to the front of the house, three dark figures had already scaled the courtyard wall and run away for their lives.

Zhang Bao and his wife were still inside, unaware of what had happened. When they saw me come in and I explained, they were extremely grateful, almost kneeling and kowtowing.

I helped them up and asked how much money they had been robbed of. Zhang Bao was a carpenter and worked in the renovation industry year-round; he had a savings of over 100,000 yuan. I counted it; not much, only two or three thousand. When the three thieves heard my voice, two of them ran away immediately, and the third tried to grab a handful of money, but Zhang Bao's wife held the money down firmly, so he only managed to steal two or three thousand.

I asked them what they should do. This method could only fool them temporarily; if the three thieves came back, it would be troublesome.

After a lively discussion—actually just me and Zhang Bao's wife talking—Zhang Bao sat silently to the side like a taciturn person.

Finally, they decided to stay at my house for the night. My house is in the middle of the village, and all the neighbors are permanent residents, so you can hear everything. We'll figure out what to do tomorrow after tonight.

Here's a side note: after this incident, Zhang Bao bought an old house in the village and stopped living alone in Daqian Gai. But that's another story.

After settling in, the couple and I went back to my house.

I'm 27 this year and still not married. Although my parents built a new house for me, I'm rather playful and don't want to get married so early, which is definitely considered unusual in rural northern China. In our area, many people become parents in their early twenties.

As for being so playful, as I mentioned before, I despise those pointless forms of entertainment. So, what exactly am I playing at? I believe you already understand.

The three of us went into the house, turned on the lights, and saw a pile of posters of naked women on the kang (heated brick bed), which made Zhang Bao's wife blush instantly. Especially since those posters weren't just about nudity, but included many explicit close-up photos of men and women having sex.

Actually, these are for masturbation. It's all because of our cat; it's always tearing things up, even when it's not catching mice. I had put these magazines at the end of the bed after I finished masturbating, but this cat pulled them all out again.

It's just making a mess and ruining my glorious image. I

quickly tidied them up. During this time, Zhang Bao gave me a meaningful look. I thought he wanted a few to take home for masturbation, but since his wife was there, I didn't dare ask.

Speaking of which, Zhang Bao's wife is quite pretty, thinner than Wang Yingying, and therefore more slender. However, her large breasts and buttocks are just as impressive, making her slender figure even more enviable.

To be honest, when I don't have any masturbation material, I've fantasized about Zhang Bao's wife, but I always feel guilty fantasizing about her because Zhang Bao is too honest. Unlike that kid Tang Qiang, who had a damn annoying head and was taller and more developed than me when we were kids, always picking fights with me, I ended up hitting him on the head with a brick once, knocking him senseless. From then on, he avoided me like the plague.

So, I didn't feel anything bad about sleeping with Tang Qiang's wife, Wang Yingying; I just felt great, really excited.

After tidying up and laying out the blankets, I went out to pee, and Zhang Bao followed me out.

We both unzipped our pants and stood side-by-side, like in a competition, to see who could

pee the farthest. Of course, this was just a silly childhood game; nobody does that anymore.

Zhang Bao, who hadn't said a word until now, suddenly spoke up: "Want to fuck my wife?"

I was peeing with my hands behind my back, and upon hearing this, the stream of urine shot up along with my penis, almost splashing my face.

I quickly brought both hands from behind my back to the front, gripping my penis to prevent more urine from hitting my face.

I turned to look at Zhang Bao; he wasn't looking at me, but he didn't seem to be joking.

I've mentioned before that I'm interested in procreation, so I've read quite a few related novels. I know some people enjoy others having sex with their wives; they find it very exciting, even more so than doing it themselves.

Could it be that the seemingly quiet Zhang Bao harbors such a powerful inner strength?

A surge of joy welled up inside me, but I kept telling myself not to get carried away, to stay calm, and to first confirm if I had misheard. So I asked, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

As I spoke, I feigned incomprehension to maintain my virtuous image.

Zhang Bao finished peeing, tugged at his penis, and I subconsciously glanced at it. Wow, it's so small, like a five-year-old's. It's about the same thickness as my little finger, but much shorter.

Thinking back, I'd never actually seen Zhang Bao's penis before. This guy always acted like a girl accidentally wandering into the men's room when he went to the toilet—he'd turn and leave as soon as someone was there, only going in when no one was around.

Seeing me looking at his penis, Zhang Bao subconsciously glanced at mine too. I had finished peeing by then, and I shook my hands, which Zhang Bao saw as a show of defiance.

Zhang Bao sighed and shook his head: "I'm serious, want to fuck?"

My heart was pounding like a blooming flower. What could be more exciting than this? God, please tell me! You can't say either, right? Because there really isn't anything more exciting than this.

Although the flower of desire was blooming in my heart, I pretended to be calm on the surface, like hearing the news that pork was five yuan a pound—a little happy, but definitely not overjoyed.

I said, "Of course I want to! Your wife has such a big ass, I've wanted to hold your wife's big ass and fuck her for a long time."

Although I said it casually, I could still see Zhang Bao's breathing become rapid: "You fuck her tonight, okay?" "

Why not? I couldn't be happier!" But I said, "Is that okay? Isn't it a bit inappropriate? After all, she's your wife. It doesn't seem right for me to fuck your wife, really not right."

I deliberately emphasized the words "I fuck your wife," and Zhang Bao, already panting heavily, swallowed hard and said, "It's okay, go ahead and fuck her, it's fine."

It seemed that Zhang Bao wouldn't have any problems with this matter; the only thing missing was Zhang Bao's wife, Han Xue.

I asked again, "Even if you're okay, your wife might have something to say. Will she agree?"

Zhang Bao glanced down at his crotch: "Don't worry, it's fine. Wait until she's asleep, then you go upstairs, I'll hold her down for you."

I exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't that rape? That's jail time, I won't do it."

Zhang Bao: "Don't you know Han Xue's personality? Besides, I agreed to this, and it'll make her feel good, why would she be unhappy? Even if she's unhappy, she won't tell anyone, at worst we'll just pretend nothing happened."

I really knew Han Xue's personality; she had a very small face—that's our local dialect—meaning she was very shy and timid, the kind who would definitely blush when talking to strangers.

Being raped, especially being raped by her husband, she really wouldn't tell anyone.

With that, the weight on my heart finally lifted. The thought of enjoying someone else's wife filled me with indescribable joy.

When I returned to the room, Han Xue was already asleep, three quilts on the kang (heated brick bed), and she was lying at the head of the bed.

Zhang Bao and I exchanged a glance, then took off our clothes and crawled into bed. Zhang Bao was in the middle, and I was at the end of

the kang (heated brick bed). We turned off the light and closed our eyes, but I was too excited to fall asleep. Zhang Bao was the same, tossing and turning on the kang like a pancake.

Although I was incredibly excited, I maintained my gentlemanly image, snoring softly while watching Zhang Bao toss and turn.

After almost an hour, just as I was about to break out in a sweat, Zhang Bao finally made his move.

He first lifted Han Xue's blanket and gently nudged her. Seeing that she didn't react, he quickly pushed me harder.

I mumbled through my teeth, "What are you doing? Don't bother me."

Zhang Bao quickly whispered in my ear, "Get up, my wife is asleep."

I pretended to have just woken up, turned to look at him, seemed to think for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Oh, I see. So what do we do next?"

Zhang Bao: Go ahead, just crawl into her bed. If she resists, I'll immediately hold her down.

I nodded, climbed out of bed, my penis erect as if it were about to touch my stomach. I quickly hunched over, using my body to block out the sunlight so Zhang Bao wouldn't discover my true intentions.

I went to Han Xue's side, lifted the covers, and gently touched her. Han Xue was really conservative; she slept dressed, without taking off anything.

I had to unbuckle her belt, then unbutton her pants, and slowly pull them down.

I don't know why Han Xue slept so soundly today; even after I pulled her pants and underwear down together, she didn't wake up.

Afterwards, she told me that when we went to the bathroom, she also wanted to go, and ended up overhearing our conversation.

Since she wasn't awake, let's get started. Practice makes perfect, and success is built on the bones of countless others. Anyway, I took the lead and gently parted Han Xue's legs. I touched her hairy genitals, and the sensation sent a shiver down my spine.

However, there wasn't much fluid, just a slight dampness.

At my size, I couldn't penetrate her in this situation. I had to insert a finger and gently stir it.

Soon, Han Xue's body began to writhe, and she let out soft moans. The sound of water seeping in also grew as my finger stirred.

It seemed almost time. I was impatient, so I took off all my clothes, knelt between Han Xue's legs, and used my hand to guide my penis, rubbing the glans against the entrance of her vagina to get some lubrication. Using that, I slowly began to push in.

But Han Xue's vagina was too tight; I couldn't get in no matter how hard I tried. Han Xue naturally opened her eyes at this moment. Seeing me on top of her, she immediately opened her mouth to scream.

Zhang Bao, who had been watching intently from the side, moved with the speed of a master stuntman, swiftly covering Han Xue's mouth.

Seeing this, I couldn't care less. I forcefully spread Han Xue's legs apart, thrusting forward with my hips, and with a "whoosh," finally squeezed my glans inside.

Han Xue's body arched instantly. I quickly pulled back a little, then thrust forward again, penetrating a little deeper. This repeated back and forth for over twenty times until my large penis was fully inserted into Han Xue's vagina, the tip of my glans pressing against the end.

Then, I began piston-like movements, starting with small movements. As the increasing vaginal lubrication from Han Xue's vagina and her gradually adapting to my size, the movements gradually increased.

Finally, Han Xue was completely used to it, and I began to thrust wildly and powerfully between her legs. Han Xue's moans changed from initial cries of pain to soft moans of pleasure.

However, Zhang Bao still kept Han Xue's mouth tightly covered, silencing her moans. After all, we had neighbors on both sides of the house, and I was single; a woman's cries in the middle of the night would definitely attract attention and gossip. If someone recognized that it was Han Xue, that would be troublesome.

After about ten minutes of this intense fucking, I pulled out my penis, flipped Han Xue over, positioned her in a kneeling position, placed the head of my penis against her vaginal opening, and thrust in again.

This time, Han Xue no longer kicked and struggled as before; she obediently allowed me to position her, burying her head in the pillow to keep her voice from escaping.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Zhang Bao sat down next to me, his eyes gleaming as he watched me have sex with his wife, even taking out his penis and masturbating. He ejaculated in less than two minutes.

After another ten minutes or so of doggy style, Han Xue had already had two or three orgasms, and I was also on the verge of ejaculation. I turned Han Xue over and continued with the traditional missionary position, thrusting in and out while French kissing her, holding her tightly.

Finally, after fifty or sixty thrusts, I couldn't hold back any longer, my ejaculation gushing out in spurts into Han Xue's vagina.

Han Xue cried out again, and I quickly covered her mouth to stop her from screaming.

Afterwards, Han Xue cried, and Zhang Bao and I were at a loss.

Later, Han Xue told me that she cried partly because she felt humiliated, but more so because she wanted to cover up her performance. After all, she only struggled for a short while at the beginning, and then she was very cooperative, including with the French kiss.

After that incident, my relationship with Zhang Bao's family naturally improved. Zhang Bao worked away from home most of the year, so Han Xue effectively became my wife. I slept with Han Xue far more often than Zhang Bao.

However, we were quite careful about contraception. Because I don't like wearing condoms, we always tried to have sex during Han Xue's safe period. If it wasn't a safe period, we would take birth control pills. This kind of life continued, and maybe it will continue for the rest of our lives until we are old, don't have as much energy, and can't do it anymore. Who knows?

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