Wife raped by the village chief

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"Ah Lin has been gone for almost a year..."
Xiao Ping thought to herself. Ah Lin and Xiao Ping had been married for four years. Since Xiao Ping married Ah Lin when she was twenty, Ah Lin had indeed doted on her. In fact, in this not-so-wealthy mountain village, Ah Lin and Xiao Ping's life was quite good, but Ah Lin insisted on giving his beloved wife a better life, so at the beginning of the third year of their marriage, he joined the wave of migrant workers from the village.
He had been away for two years. He had only returned at the end of last year. Xiao Ping couldn't help but blush, recalling the tender moments her husband had shared with her last return. After marrying Ah Lin, the newlyweds were like fish in water, and Xiao Ping had experienced the happiness of being a woman. Although she knew that her husband's hard work was for them to have a better life, when only the stars and the moon kept her company, and only silence filled her ears, she still felt unbearably lonely when she was alone in bed. [He'll be back soon, it's almost the end of the year again.] Xiaoping
eagerly awaited her husband's return home for the New Year, hoping to see her long-missed lover and soothe her long-suppressed longing. It seems that's how people are; the closer they get to something, the harder the patience before obtaining it becomes. These days, every night, Xiaoping would meet her husband in her dreams. Every time the passion was most intense, she would wake up startled, followed by long, sleepless nights… She kept comforting herself, "Soon, soon, he'll be back soon, he'll be back soon…"
That day, snowflakes drifted down, one by one. Xiaoping thought, perhaps it was a gift and love from heaven to the earth! Just then, a voice startled her back to the window.
"Xiaoping, your letter."
It was the village chief's voice. The village chief had taken good care of Xiaoping while Alin was away, so Xiaoping was quite familiar with the voice. Xiaoping received the letter, looked at the envelope—it was Alin's handwriting—and her heart quickened.
[Is he telling me when he'll be back?] " When will he get home?" the village chief asked.
"I went to town to pick up something from the post office. There was a letter for you there; they were just about to deliver it, so I brought it back for you."
Xiaoping paid no attention to the village chief's words. She eagerly opened the letter; it was indeed from her husband. However, the message in the letter felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over her restless heart in the dead of winter, leaving it unable to warm up… Xiaoping's eyes instantly welled up with tears. Although she tried to hold them back, the weathered village chief noticed.
"What's wrong, Xiaoping? Is something the matter?" he asked with concern.
"No… nothing. Alin said he won't be coming home for the New Year. He wants to earn money at the end of the year, and he'll come back after he finishes earning this much.
" "Sigh… this Alin, he should come home for the New Year!"
the village chief said kindly. However, because of Xiaoping's sadness, she didn't notice the gleam of excitement in the village chief's eyes as he spoke. The ordeal seemed to continue, Xiaoping sighed, and picked up her snowflakes again.
The village chief was a man in his early forties, a distant relative of Alin, so he often helped Xiaoping do things a woman shouldn't do. Over time, looking at Xiaoping's youthful face and then at his own wife, he couldn't muster any passion. He felt Xiaoping was incredibly attractive; sometimes he almost couldn't resist raping her, but he didn't dare.
Xiaoping was suffering, and so was the village chief. Today, seeing Xiaoping's reaction to Alin not returning, he knew his chance had come, yes, finally. A woman, especially one who had never experienced love, must have endured so much for so long; he was certain of his judgment. Back home, his mind was filled with images of Xiaoping's full breasts, shapely buttocks, and slender waist...
He waited, waited for the sun to set; the day felt exceptionally long. Finally, the sky gradually darkened, but because of the snow, it still seemed so bright. He finally waited until the hands of his watch crossed eleven o'clock, then quietly slipped out of the house and headed towards Xiaoping's house.
At this time, Xiaoping was just about to fall asleep. The poor girl had been tormented all day by the news that her husband wouldn't be coming home. That night, she felt her needs were still so strong, and she couldn't help but resent Alin. But as she thought about it, she felt Alin's hands caressing her body, from her neck to her shoulders, giving her a tingling, itchy feeling.
"Alin, touch my breasts, look, haven't they withered without your care?"
She stroked and pinched her own nipples... Her palms slid down, past her smooth abdomen, reaching the dark, dense forest. She found the fleshy crevice; it had already opened the way for Ah Lin's hand, spreading wide to reveal the clitoris that could drive Xiao Ping wild with pleasure.
"Ah..."
Xiao Ping pinched her fingers between her fingers, stroking it up and down. She knew she was ready, waiting for Ah Lin's entry. But she needed Ah Lin's entry to open that long-closed path. She removed her hand, tears streaming down her face, forcing herself to hold them back, and closed her eyes. In this half-dreaming, half-awake state, she heard someone knocking on the window.
"Knock...knock...knock..." But no one spoke. Then came another soft knock...knock...knock...knock... Xiao Ping got up and stepped out of bed. Although young, she was already a married woman and knew the consequences of knocking on the window in the middle of the night.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"It's me, the village chief."
"What is it, village chief?"
"Open the door, it's something."
"Let's talk about it tomorrow, it's too late," Xiao Ping said softly.
"Open the door, it's about Ah Lin."
Hearing it was about Ah Lin, Xiao Ping hurriedly opened the door. The village chief, seeing the door open, rushed into Xiao Ping's room and quickly slammed the door shut. Xiao Ping was startled:
"Village chief, what's wrong? Let's talk about it tomorrow!" she said tremblingly. But the village chief didn't speak. He suddenly grabbed Xiao Ping and said,
"Don't you want a man? I'm here, I'll help you."
Xiao Ping resisted, but she dared not shout, because if the neighbors came, she wouldn't be able to explain herself. She just pushed the village chief away forcefully, resisting. But the village chief was a seasoned womanizer. After embracing Xiao Ping, he immediately took possession of her breasts. Even after masturbating, Xiao Ping's breasts were still proudly erect; with the village chief's provocation, they stood even more erect. The village chief kissed Xiaoping's neck forcefully and whispered,
"I'm going to fuck you, let you taste what it's like to be a man!"
He knew that most women would be aroused by kisses and lewd words. His other hand moved to Xiaoping's tender flesh, gently caressing her vulva, sometimes separating her labia majora with his fingers, sometimes trapping his middle finger between them, making her labia majora tightly cover his finger. Xiaoping, whose desire had not yet subsided, gradually stopped resisting under the village chief's teasing, turning into a restless contortion. Her breathing became heavy, her thoughts gradually blurred, she only knew that this was a man, and the village chief's mature masculine scent was the most effective aphrodisiac to attract her.
She began to make sounds of "hmm... ah..." The village chief knew that Xiaoping was aroused, and what he had longed for was finally about to be realized, so he worked even harder to arouse Xiaoping's desire. Xiaoping's vaginal fluids had not only soaked her pubic hair and the village chief's palm, but even her thighs were covered in it...
It seemed that Xiaoping was expressing her pent-up desires of the past year through her own fluids. Seeing that Xiaoping had closed her eyes and was enjoying it all, the village chief quickly and skillfully removed Xiaoping's only clothes. Xiaoping seemed to be moving her body willingly, and the village chief, without hesitation, laid Xiaoping down on the edge of the bed, pressing his lips to Xiaoping's already overflowing, alluring place...
The village chief pressed his soft tongue against Xiaoping's already overflowing private parts. In fact, the village chief didn't need to do anything gentle to tease her anymore; Xiaoping's juices had already flowed out twice as much, unrestrainedly, and freely...
The village chief tasted the nectar of this long-starved young woman, making [squeak...squeak...] sounds. Xiaoping had long been worn down by her own desires, losing all sense of reason. She only knew that it was a man, an object that could give her relief. Her mind was devoid of right and wrong, devoid of logic; she only knew that her lust was constantly rising, and her body was constantly soaring... Without repression, without the world, Xiaoping uncontrollably let out a long-lost moan, accompanied by increasingly heavy breathing.
"Ah... um..." The village chief was no ordinary man; he understood women. Although the room was dimly lit, the glistening snow outside the window revealed the alluring sheen on Xiaoping's pubic hair...
At this moment, the village chief couldn't give Xiaoping a chance to regain her senses. He knew he had to possess this young woman as quickly as possible; once they were together, she wouldn't have time to resist. So, he swiftly released his already prepared member, straight and hard. Without waiting for Xiaoping's help, he attacked her entrance...
Xiaoping's vulva was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, and the guardian of the young woman's chastity was already welcoming the new master of the temple. Although tight, it wasn't impossible to enter...
The village chief pressed his glans against Xiaoping's entrance and thrust in all at once. Xiaoping seemed to be awakened by the sudden fullness, but as soon as she made a move, she was overwhelmed by the tingling pleasure brought by the village chief's subsequent thrusting.
Xiaoping involuntarily hugged the village chief's waist, her lower body welcoming his thrusts, as if each of his strokes reached the deepest part of her body. Her moans turned into louder cries of pleasure. The village chief gave his tongue to Xiaoping, and so, in addition to the sounds of their intercourse, there were also sounds of "mmm...mmm..."
Xiaoping also savored this delicacy in her mouth with abandon. With each thrust, her body offered up her own secretions, while her saliva mingled with the village chief's saliva...
Having not been touched by a man for a year, the tightness of Xiaoping's lower body was naturally evident. Although the village chief could run for half an hour on his wife's wide, highway-like body, on this virgin-like narrow path, with the increasing friction and temperature, his sensations grew stronger and stronger. Suddenly, he felt his penis being scalded by Xiaoping's body, becoming even warmer and wetter inside. Xiaoping's vagina, like a baby's mouth, kept sucking on him.
At this moment, Xiaoping, her almond-shaped eyes slightly closed, her face flushed, was speechless. Her body was soft and tender, and she could no longer resist the intense stimulation from her lower body, releasing her seed into the land waiting to nurture life. Xiaoping was scalded by the hot, powerful semen, and [Ah…] experienced another orgasm…
Perhaps time passed quickly; the village chief, resting on Xiaoping, didn't know how much time had passed. He was only immersed in the bliss of their union. He had finally conquered this beautiful young woman and left his mark on her body. He also realized how magical adultery could be, and how incredibly alluring the woman beneath him was.
After her orgasm, Xiaoping gradually regained her senses. She felt a heavy weight; it was a person, no… a man. Although the swollen thing had shrunk, she could still feel him inside her. Xiaoping suddenly pushed away the person still on top of her in a panic, tears streaming down her face…
"Slap…" A slap brought the village chief, still immersed in bliss, back to reality.
"You...you...how could you...how am I supposed to explain this to Ah Lin? You..." Xiao Ping suddenly choked up. The village chief was also stunned by this sudden turn of events, but being an experienced man, he said,
"It's already happened, Xiao Ping. I couldn't help myself. You're just too beautiful, so..."
"Besides, if you don't say anything and I don't say anything, who will know? Moreover, didn't you experience the most wonderful thing in your life?"
Xiao Ping covered her breasts with one hand, sobbing with her head down. But as she sat up, the village chief saw between her legs that a thin, white liquid was flowing out. This aroused the village chief again, and his little brother immediately became erect again. So, without saying a word, he pushed Xiao Ping onto the bed once more.
They were already quite familiar with each other, and Xiao Ping's body naturally accepted the man who had just taken her. Xiao Ping no longer had the passion she felt last time. Tears streamed down her face. Anyway, it had already happened, so what difference did it make whether it happened once or twice? The village chief knew perfectly well that if he could make Xiaoping submit to his penis again, he was confident he could make this beautiful young woman his lover…
He used all his skills to let this woman, who had only recently become a wife, experience as much pleasure as possible. He used various techniques—nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one—always thrusting left and right, sometimes pushing and pounding from above and below—all to conquer the woman he had just conquered once more.
Although her mind was filled with guilt towards her husband, her body couldn't remain unresponsive to another man's caresses. Gradually, her tears dried, and she made soft moaning sounds from her tightly clenched lips. Her already wet vagina became even more lubricated, and her previously stiff body began to writhe…
Having just ejaculated many times, the village chief was now even more powerful. And due to the continuous thrusting, Xiaoping's vagina loosened its grip on his penis. Under the village chief's varied attacks, Xiaoping experienced repeated orgasms, moaning softly, but the village chief remained as imposing as ever.
"Brother...brother...please spare me...I...I'm going to...be ruined by you...oh..."
"Xiaoping, look, my penis is still so hard. Why don't you suck it out with your mouth, and I'll let you go..." The village chief was just saying it casually; he didn't really expect Xiaoping to do it to him, but the speed at which his penis went in and out of Xiaoping's body increased.
"Ah...I'll use my mouth...please don't...do it to me anymore...ah...I'm...about to be...ruined by you...I'll use my mouth..."
Upon hearing this, the village chief was surprised, because his wife always thought it was dirty and never used her mouth. This time, he hadn't expected this... The village chief immediately put his penis, which was covered in her juices, to Xiaoping's mouth. Although she didn't want to, Xiaoping still took it into her mouth. The village chief was naturally overjoyed. He had lived for so long, and he had only ever penetrated women, but no one had ever done it like eating a banana. Young women were so open! He couldn't help but want to go back to his youth and live again.
Although Xiaoping's oral skills weren't perfect, she had done it with her husband before. She was genuinely afraid of being harmed by the village chief and being unable to explain it to him, so she took it seriously. She couldn't imagine the smell of the village chief's penis and the uncleanliness of it being covered in her own vaginal fluids.
When the village chief saw Xiaoping sucking his penis into her mouth, the feeling was incomparable to any other woman's vagina. He couldn't help but thrust forward, making Xiaoping feel nauseous. But her mouth was filled with the village chief's penis, so she could only use her delicate hands to hold the base of his penis.
With each suck, Xiaoping's small hands occasionally touched the village chief's testicles. The village chief couldn't hold back any longer and poured all his semen into Xiaoping's mouth. Xiaoping wanted to vomit, but the village chief's penis was firmly blocking her mouth. Without time to think, she could only swallow the streams of semen.
Xiaoping had completed her task. The village chief was getting on in years, and although he felt an insatiable desire for Xiaoping's young and beautiful body, after two nights of passion, he was already exhausted. He told Xiaoping to rest early and slipped home.
Afterwards, Xiaoping burst into tears. Although she longed for her husband's tenderness, it wasn't the same as having sex with another man! Although she was burning with desire, she wasn't a harlot! But now, how could she face her husband?
The sun rose, but the tear-soaked pillow remained undried by its early rays. After this incident, Xiaoping tried her best to avoid the village chief. She was afraid to see him, afraid he would again demand her body, afraid of betraying her Ah Lin again, afraid her body would once again betray her heart…

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