From Rural to Urban 1-7...To be continued (Simplified Chinese)

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A few white clouds drifted across the azure

sky, and the early spring sun lazily bathed the earth. Several white birds, whose names I didn't know, circled overhead, their beauty undeniable. Just like this village nestled in the mountains and fields, it existed, yet the outside world remained unaware of its beauty.
The birds flapped their wings, soaring over mountains and through forests. Suddenly, the view opened up. Before me lay a small mountain village with several dozen households. Farmland stretched out before the village, planted with various crops. A stream flowed in front of the village, its water crystal clear, revealing fish swimming happily. This stream, fed by the villagers, flowed down from the mountaintop.
Rows of simple stone houses stood haphazardly around the stream, their roofs covered with gray-black tiles.

Each house had a chimney, from which wisps of smoke rose. Birdsong filled the air, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Children ran and chased each other along the village paths, their joyful laughter echoing through the air, accompanied by the barking of several stray dogs. "Er Gouzi... A Niu... come back soon, dinner's ready!" "Oh... Aunt Zhang is back from picking vegetables!" "I heard Li Si's cow gave birth last night!" Various voices from the village resonated through the mountains.

Beside the stream, several women and a girl who appeared to be underage washed clothes, gossiping about the village. The women, mostly in their early thirties, wore somewhat bulky, homemade cotton coats. The girl looked to be about 15 or 16 years old.
She had delicate features, fair skin, and long, black hair coiled on top of her head, held in place by a wooden hairpin. Her eyebrows were slender like crescent moons, and her bright, clear eyes blinked frequently.

She had a high nose bridge, thin, delicate, and sexy lips, and a pointed chin, giving her an oval face. She was like a fairy untouched by worldly affairs. Although she was also wrapped in thick cotton clothes, her slender hands were constantly washing the clothes her family had changed out of. Listening to the women around her talking about various things in the village, she would laugh along when she heard something interesting. When she laughed, two deep dimples appeared on her cheeks, making her look quite adorable.

"Xiaojuan, in a few months you'll have your coming-of-age ceremony, right? After that, you can get married.
You're the most beautiful woman in our village! Matchmakers must have worn down your doorstep. I heard even the clan chief has come to your house to propose to your father, is that right?" asked a woman named Jinlian.

Because it was customary in their village for women to have their coming-of-age ceremony at the age of 16, after which they would marry and have children.
Matchmakers would often come to propose marriage to anyone who was about to come of age. This Jinjuan was not very old, only 28 years old, and had already given birth to two children. Not long after her coming-of-age ceremony, she married a hunter from the village, a relatively well-off family. While not exceptionally beautiful, she possessed a certain allure, a certain charm born of hardship, and her skin was remarkably fair. She was somewhat famous in the village due to the various rumors surrounding her; behind her back, everyone called her "Pan Jinlian." "Yes, I saw the clan chief go to Xiao Juan's house that day. Later, Xiao Juan and her parents personally saw the clan chief off, chatting and laughing. I think it's pretty much him ,
" a slightly plump woman next to Jinlian added.

"That's right, Xiao Juan is so lucky to be the clan chief's wife. Our clan chief has only one son in three generations, and he's incredibly handsome, only 18 years old. He and Xiao Juan are a perfect match! Their future child will definitely be beautiful too," another woman chimed in.

Xiao Juan blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed by their comments, which made her even more beautiful. She didn't say anything, but she was secretly delighted. After all, the clan chief was the most authoritative figure in the village, and her family felt incredibly proud to be his wife. Moreover, the clan chief's son, Wang Wenhao, was handsome and talented. His family had once been a scholarly family, but for some reason, they had migrated to this village. Since most of the villagers were uneducated, only his family had some knowledge. So, Wang Wenhao opened a small private school to teach children to read and write, gradually becoming popular in the village and eventually being recommended to be the clan chief.
Therefore, Wang Wenhao followed in his father's footsteps and taught here. He was considered the most educated person in the village. Wenhao's father also had a great-uncle who hadn't migrated here with the family but had ventured out on his own and now lived a comfortable life in the city. Although the village was surrounded by mountains, his great-uncle's family still visited them every two or three years. He always brought city souvenirs with him, things the villagers had never seen before. Everyone was very curious and fascinated by them, so now countless girls in the village wanted to marry him.

Xiao Juan was intelligent and beautiful from a young age, and everyone in the village adored her. She was also one of the few literate girls in the village, unlike the other women who couldn't even write their own names. Her family consisted of five people: her parents, an older brother, and a younger brother. They lived a hardworking and diligent life.

The women were still chatting and laughing when Jinlian suddenly said, "Xiaojuan, once you marry into the Wang clan, you'll have a lot of 'sexual happiness'! The clan chief is no ordinary man; he's incredibly powerful." She then giggled, and the others chimed in, "Yes... don't let his age fool you, he's really impressive." Everyone laughed. Xiaojuan didn't understand at first, but hearing their laughter, which seemed a little suggestive, she suddenly remembered what her mother had told her a few days ago. Her face flushed even redder, all the way to her ears. She quickly gathered the clothes into the basin and said, "I'm done washing. Aunties, you can chat, I'm going home now." "After saying that, she blushed and hurried away. The laughter of several young women still echoed in the distance.

Time flew by, and summer arrived in the blink of an eye. There was only one month left until Xiaojuan's coming-of-age ceremony. In these few months, two other girls from the village also held their coming-of-age ceremonies, and soon after
, they were both proposed to and married. In the remaining month, the villagers felt even busier, because everyone knew that in a month, the clan chief's son would marry Xiaojuan after her coming-of-age ceremony. This was a major event in the village, and everyone was preparing to celebrate." Congratulations. The busiest person was undoubtedly Xiaojuan's mother, busy making new clothes and preparing her dowry.

Xiaojuan often went to the private school where Wenhao taught to the children, and over the years she had learned quite a few characters and gained some knowledge. This day, she came to the private school to see Wenhao again. Although they were about to get married, they only looked at each other, smiled and nodded, occasionally exchanging a few pleasantries, but there were no sweet words or even a touch of hands. Love in the countryside is so pure! Or perhaps they didn't have any love at all, it was just that everyone... Everyone assumed they were a couple, so they got together.

Soon, Xiaojuan celebrated her coming-of-age ceremony. She wore a brand-new outfit, a traditional dress unique to her tribe: a light pink long dress that trailed to her feet. She wore a red vest-like garment that only reached slightly below her chest, and a wide white sash around her waist.
A silver crown adorned her head. Accompanied by her mother, she went to the village ancestral hall to receive the baptism of the clan chief's wife.

The clan chief's wife was a very dignified woman. Her name was Xia Qiuming. Like an empress in an ancient palace, she rarely smiled and was meticulous in everything she did. A native of the village and the granddaughter of the former clan chief, she was captivated by her father's literary talent and married him. It was because of her that her family was so easily accepted by the villagers. She held a high position both in the village and at home, and therefore, the villagers respected and feared her.

After a series of complex rituals, Xiao Juan knelt before Xia Qiuming and listened as she read the clan rules.
Finally, Xia Qiuming personally placed a necklace made of tree branches around Xiao Juan's neck, announcing the end of her coming-of-age ceremony. Next came a lively feast for the entire village.

Seven days after Xiao Juan's ceremony, the village was filled with a festive atmosphere early in the morning. Today was Wenhao and Xiao Juan's wedding day. Everyone was busy slaughtering chickens, sheep, and catching fish to prepare for the evening's banquet.
Early that morning, Xiao Juan put on the new wedding dress her mother had sewn for her. Because the wedding was in the summer, her mother had chosen a thinner fabric, a large piece of bright red cloth. It fit Xiao Juan perfectly. Although still young, she was already quite tall, nearly 162 cm. Perhaps because she was slender, her measurements weren't particularly full, but her waist was incredibly thin, giving the impression of being delicate and fragile.

She wore light rouge and powder on her face, which, while still somewhat youthful, added a touch of charm. She wore a family heirloom phoenix-tail gold hairpin as part of her dowry. She sat quietly in her room, waiting for the groom to come and fetch her.

Xiao Juan felt the day was passing incredibly slowly, because according to village custom, she had to prepare everything early in the morning and wait in her room until the groom arrived before she could leave. During this time, she couldn't eat anything. Finally, as the sun was about to set, she heard laughter and cheerful songs, the crackling of firecrackers
, and then a band of musicians playing lively tunes. She knew the wedding procession had arrived.

After the groom handed her a red envelope and they passed through several checkpoints, the matchmaker finally came to put the red veil on her head and help her out of the house. She looked down at her feet, following the matchmaker step by step, listening to the surrounding chatter, all praising the bride's beauty and the groom's handsomeness, saying they were a perfect match. She felt a surge of happiness. After getting into the sedan chair, she followed the wedding procession to the groom's house. Then the matchmaker lifted the curtain, helped her out of the sedan chair, and handed her over to the groom. This was her first intimate contact with her groom. Feeling the warmth of his hand, his slightly rough hand holding her delicate one, a strange, unprecedented sensation welled up inside her. So this was what it felt like to be held.

Wenhao had also long been smitten with Xiaojuan. This was his first physical contact with her, and he felt how smooth and tender her small hand was, almost boneless. He couldn't help but stroke the back of her hand with his fingers. He thought that marrying Xiaojuan would be the happiest thing in his life. Even his cousin from the city said that you couldn't find a beauty like Xiaojuan in the big city. He felt a surge of pride.

They stepped over the fire pit together, then bowed to heaven and earth, then to their parents, and finally to each other. Xiaojuan was then helped to her bridal chamber to await her most important moment.

The wait was agonizing. Alone in the room, Xiaojuan kept replaying her mother's instructions before she left. Thinking about it, her face flushed, and she nervously clutched her skirt at her knees.
Night fell, but the outside was still filled with joy. Finally, the door to the bridal chamber opened. Xiao Juan felt a mix of nervousness and shyness upon hearing the door open, unsure what to do with her hands. Her mother had told her that after tonight she would truly become a woman. Remembering her mother's words , Xiao Juan blushed again; she felt she blushed
very easily. As the footsteps drew closer, Xiao Juan clasped her hands tightly on her thighs, her eyes fixed on her feet, awaiting what was to come. Several large red candles were lit in the room; though not particularly bright, they created a hazy, beautiful atmosphere. The footsteps stopped abruptly, then seemed to pace back and forth, perhaps too excited or hesitant for some other reason. Xiao Juan sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the pacing footsteps, unsure what to do. Finally, as if having made a decision, the footsteps approached again, and a pair of trembling hands lifted her veil.

A beautiful face was revealed before her—a long, oval face, lightly powdered, with a pure yet alluring charm. A pair of clear, bright eyes were fixed on the person before her. Although she had prepared beforehand, she still felt a surge of nervousness and shyness upon seeing him. Xiao Juan immediately lowered her head.

The person standing before Xiao Juan was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a square face and slightly small but wise eyes. He had a long beard. This man was none other than Wang Wenhan, the clan head and father of Wenhao.

It turned out that a custom had been passed down in this village: on their wedding night, the bride had to deflower the clan head to receive his blessing and ensure a long and happy life together.

Wang Wenhan was not originally from this village, but due to his marriage to the granddaughter of the former clan head and his own learning, he was revered as the clan head. At first, he couldn't accept this age-old clan rule. He tried to change it, but no one supported him, because the village had always believed that only in this way could the bride receive blessings. In addition, with the persuasion of his wife and father-in-law, he did not insist on continuing the custom. He was initially a little embarrassed, but after a few times, he discovered that although the people here were uncultured and sometimes conservative, they were surprisingly open-minded about this. He gradually loosened up and even started to like the clan rule.
But tonight was different, because the woman before him was his daughter-in-law. This was incest, so he hesitated when he first entered the room. However, since this was a rule passed down through generations of the clan, experienced by all previous clan leaders, and something he couldn't change, and besides, Xiao Juan was indeed a beauty, quite well-developed despite her young age, he was not yet 50 and it was hard not to be moved by such a beauty. Moreover, he was acting according to the clan rules, so it wasn't considered a violation. After weighing his options, he lifted Xiao Juan's veil.

When he saw Xiao Juan sitting there shyly, head bowed, looking like a demure young woman, he felt a mix of nervousness, excitement, and impulse. Looking at the beauty before him, he didn't know what to do next. Although he had experienced many such things before and was quite experienced, he still felt conflicted. But facing his daughter-in-law today, he felt as if he were back in the first situation he faced after becoming the clan chief, somewhat at a loss. The two of them stood there, one sitting and one standing, in a silent stalemate.

Finally, the clan chief regained his composure and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Xiao Juan, from now on you are a member of the Wang family. But tonight, due to village customs, I think your family has already told you, so I hope you don't mind and don't be too nervous, just relax." Xiao Juan kept her head down, uttering only a soft "hmm" with her mouth closed. Her face seemed to turn even redder, and her head seemed to bow even lower.

Old Wang gradually regained his composure as the clan chief and said, "Then now I will hold a real coming-of-age ceremony for you. After tonight, you will be a real woman." After saying this, he sat down next to Xiao Juan and began to carefully examine her. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she seemed. She was the kind of person who was beautiful at first glance, but the longer you looked, the more you would find that she was not only beautiful, but also had a very ethereal quality. She was like a fairy, someone you wanted to conquer but couldn't bear to defile.

Old Wang watched for a long time before finally slowly extending his slightly rough hand to stroke Xiao Juan's cheek. Her face was so delicate, looking almost flawless, and smooth and delicate to the touch. Xiao Juan instinctively pulled her head away when Old Wang touched her, but then she remembered her mother telling her that she had gone through the same thing—that all women in the village had to undergo a ritual performed by the clan chief before marriage to ensure a happy and fulfilling life. She was also told that marrying into the Wang family was her good fortune and that she should cherish it. So she tried to calm herself down and reduce her tension.

Old Wang, now completely at ease, saw that Xiao Juan seemed to have relaxed a little and began to penetrate her further. Normally, rough men in rural mountain areas would just strip and get down to business, not knowing anything about flirting. But Old Wang had relatives in the city and had been there a few times, so he had some experience with urban life. So compared to the other men in the village, he was considered a master of flirting. Therefore, after Jinlian and the other women had their virginity taken by Lao Wang, they naturally felt that Lao Wang was even better than their own husbands.
Old Wang pulled out Xiao Juan's gold hairpin, and her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders. He stroked her smooth hair with one hand, then slowly moved it to Xiao Juan's face. He closed his eyes and gently inhaled her body, savoring her natural fragrance.

After a moment of blissful intoxication, based on his years of experience, he began to kiss Xiao Juan's lips. He wasn't in a hurry, but slowly and gently took her tender lips in his mouth, feeling their smoothness and elasticity. Xiao Juan initially leaned back instinctively, but with each backward movement, Old Wang moved forward, until she was lying on the bed, unable to retreat any further. Old Wang was now half-pressed on top of her.
His mouth was now tightly entwined with Xiao Juan's, and he began to pry open her lips with his tongue, his hands moving towards her breasts.

At first, Xiao Juan instinctively tried to avoid him, but now, with Lao Wang's kiss and touch, she was completely disoriented, simply closing her eyes and letting him do as he pleased. She felt Lao Wang's tongue enter her mouth, and she obediently opened her mouth, extending her own tongue to meet his. Their tongues intertwined.

Seeing Xiao Juan's cooperation and lack of resistance, Lao Wang completely relaxed. Looking at the young woman beneath him, he realized she was his daughter-in-law, someone he would likely never have the chance to taste again. Tonight, he would enjoy himself to the fullest. He began to undress Xiao Juan. Since it was summer, Xiao Juan was only wearing a long dress made by her mother. Lao Wang quickly stripped her naked, revealing a pink undergarment and white shorts underneath. Xiao Juan blushed, her eyes closed, her small hands gripping the sheets tightly with nervousness. Her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing, her breasts, hidden beneath the undergarment, heaving with each breath. Lao Wang swallowed hard, his large hands grabbing at her breasts without hesitation. Upon first touch, a thought flashed through Lao Wang's mind: not as big as Jinlian's, but firmer.

Perhaps because Lao Wang used too much force, Xiao Juan frowned, bit her lower lip, and let out a soft "hmm."
But Lao Wang paid no attention to her feelings. He only felt that the breast in his hand was firm and firm, not very large, but still too big to be fully grasped in one hand. A virgin's breasts are different, much better than those sluts', Lao Wang thought to himself. After

touching her for a while, Lao Wang ripped off Xiao Juan's bodice, revealing a pair of not-so-large but bamboo shoot-like breasts standing proudly on her chest. Only then did Lao Wang realize that Xiao Juan's breasts were very firm. Although lying flat, they did not spread out to the sides, but remained erect. Her nipples were very small, like pink lotus seeds. Because they had just been touched, her nipples were very hard and stood up high.
Lao Wang, like a child nursing, held the left breast with one hand and opened his mouth to suckle the right breast. Soon, both breasts were covered in his saliva.

Xiao Juan felt a sensation she had never experienced before. Although it was a little uncomfortable at first, as Lao Wang continued to suckle, her body felt like it was taking a warm bath in winter, warm and cozy. Something seemed to be flowing gently below her abdomen.

Lao Wang continued suckling her breasts and then kissed his way down, his tongue swirling around her navel. Xiao Juan, who had been slightly tense, couldn't help but giggle as Lao Wang teased her navel; it was a very sensitive spot for her. Xiao Juan's laughter instantly eased the slightly awkward atmosphere.

Lao Wang seized the opportunity to pull down Xiao Juan's panties, revealing her body completely. He stared at her genitals and noticed that Xiao Juan's pubic hair was sparse, practically nonexistent, with only a small tuft of fine, soft hair on her lower abdomen—she looked like a little white tiger. The labia majora weren't very thick, making them appear very tender and pink against Xiao Juan's fair skin. The labia majora completely concealed the labia minora and vagina, tightly closed together with only a slit, as if they were sealed shut.
Old Wang had never seen such a beautiful, tender vulva. Watching her tightly envelop her tender opening, he quickly stripped off his clothes, his penis already rock hard. Although he was a bit older, he looked as vigorous and spirited as a young man. His penis was darker than average, and although not very long, it appeared quite thick. The menacing glans protruded from the foreskin, its veins bluish-green covering the entire shaft.

Although Xiao Juan's eyes were closed, she felt as if a wolf was watching her intently. Her legs were tightly pressed together; she knew that what her mother had described was about to happen. Although she was prepared, she couldn't help but feel nervous again.

Seemingly noticing Xiao Juan's nervousness, Lao Wang rubbed his penis and pressed himself against her, saying, "Xiao Juan, don't be nervous. This is something you have to go through to become a woman. It will hurt a little at first, but you'll feel very comfortable later. Don't be nervous, I'll try to be gentle and not hurt you." Xiao Juan didn't answer, nodding with her eyes closed, then shaking her head. Lao Wang didn't understand what she meant and didn't care. He held Xiao Juan and lay her down, then, like in the DVDs he'd seen in the city, he spread her legs. Xiao Juan initially kept her legs tightly closed, but having been taught that women must obey men, she cooperated and opened her legs, her cheeks flushed red like a ripe apple. She looked delicate and somewhat cute.

Lao Wang didn't appreciate it at all. After spreading Xiao Juan's legs, he saw a small amount of fluid oozing from her still-closed labia. Based on experience, he knew Xiao Juan's body was instinctively aroused. He mimicked a scene from a movie, opening his mouth to lick Xiao Juan's labia.

Xiao Juan was startled to feel Lao Wang licking her genitals. She had only heard her mother say that something would enter her body, causing a little pain at first, but then it would be fine. She never imagined the clan chief would actually use his mouth to eat her private parts.

She felt both ashamed and anxious, pressing Lao Wang's head with her hands to push him away, her legs involuntarily clamping together. Although Lao Wang had deflowered many virgins, he had never seen such a beautiful vulva before. He felt more and more fluid flowing into his mouth; what used to smell somewhat foul now tasted sweet. Ignoring Xiao Juan's movements, he continued to eat, his thick tongue relentlessly probing between her labia majora, trying to reach inside her vagina. Although Xiao Juan's labia were tightly closed, Lao Wang's teasing caused them to instinctively open slightly, allowing Lao Wang's tongue to slip inside and begin to swirl.

Xiao Juan's small hands were no match for the aroused Lao Wang. At first, she tried to push his head away with both hands, feeling utterly humiliated. The clan leader was licking her private parts, and she felt as if he had swallowed her urine. She was so ashamed she didn't know what to do. However, as Lao Wang's tongue penetrated, her body, driven by sexual instinct, began to writhe uncontrollably. Warm currents flowed from her lower body. Soon, her hands, which had initially tried to push Lao Wang's head away, were now pressing down on it, as if trying to prevent him from leaving. Her beautiful legs clung tightly to his neck, preventing him from escaping. Lao

Wang now had most of his tongue inside Xiao Juan's vagina, even his nose touching her clitoris. He felt something blocking his way, unable to penetrate further. He knew it was Xiao Juan's hymen. And Xiao Juan's body's reaction told him the time was ripe. So he moved Xiaojuan's legs apart and stuck his head out. Xiaojuan had been enjoying the sensation of Lao Wang's hot lips and scalding tongue inside her, but when Lao Wang's mouth and tongue left, she felt a strange emptiness inside, as if she had lost something. Her eyes, which had been closed, opened for the first time. Lao Wang was also staring intently at her, so she quickly closed her eyes again. Lao Wang leaned closer and said, "Xiaojuan, I'm going to come in. It might hurt a little, so please bear with it." Xiaojuan nodded vigorously, seemingly shifting from her initial uncertainty and fear to a faint sense of anticipation.
She slightly opened her eyes and saw Lao Wang taking something out of the pocket of his shirt. She didn't know what it was, but he tore it open and took out an oily thing. Lao Wang placed the thing on the glans and then slowly slid it down to the base of his penis.

As Lao Wang moved, Xiao Juan saw a man's penis for the first time. She couldn't help but wonder: "So this is what my mother called a man's root, also known as a penis." "It's so black, thick, like a fire poker, so ugly!" she thought. "Is this ugly thing going to enter my body?" Suddenly, she wondered if her husband's penis looked like her father-in-law's. Thinking this, her face flushed red, and she closed her eyes, unable to look any further. It turned out Lao Wang was using a condom. Because of the custom in their village, he was afraid of someone getting pregnant, so he bought condoms on his way to the city and kept them in the village to prevent pregnancy.

Seeing that Xiao Juan was motionless with her eyes closed and her legs slightly parted, he lay on top of her, holding his penis in one hand, and began rubbing the head of his penis against her vulva. Because it was her first time, Xiao Juan's body was extremely sensitive; her genitals had already produced a lot of fluid from Lao Wang's earlier teasing, easily lubricating his penis. His penis slowly parted Xiao Juan's labia and gently inserted itself. The initial entry was unusually smooth, probably due to the abundant lubrication. After a while, Lao Wang felt something blocking his penis.

Xiao Juan felt something pushing open her genitals; she knew it was the man's root her mother had spoken of. She felt the man's root, like an iron rod, forcing open her urethra and entering her body. The man's root felt incredibly hot; the emptiness she had felt earlier filled with the man's entry, not only her genitals but also her heart. She wanted to moan, but shame made her grit her teeth and hold it in, only closing her eyes and hoping the clan leader would give her more satisfaction.

Based on years of experience, Old Wang knew he had to act quickly; he couldn't push slowly, as that would hurt Xiao Juan more and she might not be able to bear it. Knowing that a short, sharp pain was better than a long, drawn-out one, he took a deep breath and thrust his thick penis deep into Xiao Juan's hymen.

Xiao Juan, who had been enjoying the feeling of fullness in her body with her eyes closed, thinking it wasn't as painful as her mother had described, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower body. It felt as if something was piercing her body, and she couldn't help but cry out

, "Ah!" It was incredibly painful, and two tears slid down her cheeks. Old Wang immediately wiped away Xiao Juan's tears, gently touched her lips, and said softly, "Xiao Juan, don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore soon, don't cry." His penis remained motionless deep inside Xiao Juan's vagina, only stroking her hair and gently comforting her, kissing her face and lips repeatedly. Then he moved to her breasts and began to suckle.

After the initial intense pain, Xiao Juan's body gradually felt less pain thanks to Lao Wang's gentle comfort, caresses, and kisses. Her body slowly began to regain that inexplicable pleasure she had never experienced before. Now she began to look forward to Lao Wang giving her the same feeling of fulfillment as before.

Lao Wang teased her for a while, knowing that the time was almost up, so he began to slowly and gently thrust in and out. In the first few thrusts after Lao Wang resumed, Xiao Juan couldn't help but grip the sheets tightly with both hands, close her eyes, and furrow her brows, showing that she was still in pain. But as time went on, she gradually got used to Lao Wang's rhythm, and the original pain seemed to disappear. Although there was still a little pain, it was mostly a feeling of comfort.

Although Xiao Juan's hymen was broken, her vagina was unusually tight, the tightest of all the hymens Lao Wang had ever deflowered. Lao Wang was afraid that he wouldn't be able to last long before ejaculating, so he controlled the rhythm and thrust slowly, not in a hurry.

After a while, Lao Wang gradually adapted to Xiao Juan's tight vagina, knowing that she had become accustomed to his penis, so he began to thrust faster. He wrapped one arm around Xiao Juan's neck and kissed her, his tongue immediately entering her mouth for a French kiss. Xiao Juan didn't know what French kissing was; she just instinctively cooperated with the clan leader. She only felt the clan leader's thick tongue constantly swirling around her own, which felt very comfortable. So this is what kissing feels like.

While kissing, Lao Wang tightly grasped one of Xiao Juan's tender breasts with his other hand. His lower body moved rhythmically, from a slow pace at the beginning to a faster one. The tight connection between their bodies made a "slap slap" sound. Xiao Juan had never heard such a sound before, and she felt both ashamed and excited. So this was the clan ritual her mother had talked about. It had hurt a little at first, but it was actually quite comfortable. Her body seemed particularly sensitive. With Lao Wang's constant thrusting, the initial small trickle of fluid from her lower body gradually increased. Because Lao Wang's penis wasn't particularly long, he inserted the entire length each time. The fluid flowing from Xiao Juan gradually clung to their genitals, forming long, thin strands. As the strands thickened, the sounds from their lower bodies grew louder, the "slap slap" filling the room. With their bodies merging, Lao Wang had completely entered his usual state, no longer feeling any embarrassment at having his daughter-in-law beneath him, but instead experiencing an unprecedented excitement.
He no longer called her Xiao Juan, but began to tease her, saying, "Daughter-in-law, how's your father-in-law's penis? Does it feel good?" Xiao Juan, who had already entered a very pleasurable state, was reminded by Lao Wang's words that the person on top of her was her father-in-law, not her husband. Thinking of this, she blushed and didn't know how to answer, simply closing her eyes and remaining silent. Although the sensation was pleasurable, she couldn't very well say in front of her father-in-law that she was enjoying being penetrated. Although their village had a rule that the clan chief would deflower a child, incest was absolutely forbidden in other families, and those who violated this rule would be severely punished. Because of her husband, she was with her father-in-law, which, although according to village custom, would inevitably be embarrassing, and the women in the village would likely talk about it behind her back.

The thought of committing incest with her father-in-law, the pleasure she felt combined with a slight sense of guilt, gave her a feeling she couldn't quite describe. Perhaps it was guilt, or perhaps something else entirely.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Old Wang quickened his thrusting and said, "Don't be shy, daughter-in-law. Your father-in-law is very confident in this area. So many girls have cried out in pleasure after I've made them call me 'husband' in the end.
Especially that Jinlian, she's the most slutty one, she keeps calling me 'dear husband' and begging me to fuck her." He finished speaking and thrust again proudly.

Hearing him say this, Xiao Juan remembered that once when Jinlian was washing clothes, she said to her that the clan leader was very powerful.
She realized that he was talking about this. Her face turned even redder. Although her body felt very comfortable, so comfortable that she wanted to moan, she still kept her mouth tightly shut. She tried her best to keep quiet, her hands gripping the sheets tightly to control herself.

Seeing that Xiao Juan remained silent, Old Wang paused and asked, "Daughter-in-law, is your father-in-law making you feel good?
Nod if you do." Xiao Juan was feeling good when Old Wang suddenly stopped, and she panicked. But she was too embarrassed to admit it, so she closed her eyes and shook her head, then nodded.

Old Wang was delighted. He thrust his penis in a few times and asked, "Is it good or bad? If it's not good, your father-in-law won't do it anymore." He

then slowly withdrew his penis. Xiao Juan panicked, afraid that Old Wang would really pull out. She had indeed felt very good, so she covered her face with her hands and nodded.

Old Wang, seeing Xiao Juan nod after withdrawing halfway, grinned wickedly and thrust forcefully to her deepest point. Xiao Juan finally couldn't help but groan "Ah!" from his thrust, but immediately shut her mouth and covered her face with her hands.

As Old Wang thrust his penis in and out, he said, "Juan'er, call me husband." Xiao Juan just covered her face and shook her head repeatedly.

"Then call me father-in-law, okay? Father-in-law will treat you well from now on and won't let my son bully you.
" Xiao Juan still didn't speak and kept shaking her head, but her lower body involuntarily began to sway with her waist, her buttocks occasionally thrusting upwards to match Old Wang's thrusting.

Seeing that Xiao Juan wouldn't speak, Old Wang wrapped his arms around her round buttocks, grabbing her buttocks with both hands. He knelt on the bed, placing her buttocks on his thighs, and began to thrust rapidly, muttering, "Call me father-in-law, let your father-in-law fuck you to death." Xiao Juan felt her buttocks being tightly gripped by Old Wang, and her lower body felt Old Wang's speed increasing. Her body followed Old Wang's rhythm, and that unprecedented feeling gradually intensified. She felt as if something was about to explode inside her. At this moment, she also gripped Old Wang's wrists that were holding her buttocks. Although her eyes and lips were still tightly closed, she couldn't help but make "hmm, hmm" sounds from her nose.

Because Xiao Juan's vagina was tighter than most people's, and with Lao Wang's rapid thrusting, he was also at his limit. Finally, when Xiao Juan made "mmm" sounds, he felt an unusual sense of satisfaction. His daughter-in-law was moaning as he thrust into her, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. He released his pent-up desire,

his penis still firmly pressed deep inside Xiao Juan's vagina, and then spurts of semen shot out. Xiao Juan felt that Lao Wang's penis seemed to have suddenly become thicker. Moreover, the speed was getting faster and faster. The pent-up desire inside her seemed to have found an outlet and finally gushed out. She felt as if she had urinated, a stream of water flowing out of her lower body. Her body felt much lighter, and she shivered as the urine gushed out.

After ejaculating, Lao Wang lay weakly on top of Xiao Juan. Xiao Juan, also in the aftermath of her orgasm, had her breasts rising and falling with her breath, and they began to flatten under Lao Wang's pressure.

Old Wang rolled over and lay down beside Xiao Juan, took out a condom filled with semen, and noticed traces of red blood on the outside—a sign that Xiao Juan was still a virgin. He tossed the condom on the ground, held Xiao Juan, and prepared to fall asleep.

Xiao Juan had never experienced such pleasure before, and was completely overwhelmed by passion. Holding Old Wang in his arms, she softly called out, "Father-in-law." Old Wang, as if on steroids, looked at his daughter-in-law lying naked in his arms, calling him "Father-in-law," and recalled their recent lovemaking. The unethical feeling didn't make him feel guilty; instead, it amplified his excitement. His previously limp penis, looking at his daughter-in-law, became erect again. Xiao Juan felt her father-in-law's penis harden again, pressing against her lower abdomen. Looking down, she saw the dark, shiny glans facing her as if smiling, and quickly closed her eyes, unable to look. Old Wang got up and put another condom on his penis. He said smugly, "Luckily, I prepared ten sets today. That'll be enough for tonight." Then he pounced on Xiao Juan again.
The quiet village, the dark night, seemed unusually desolate. But in Xiao Juan's newlywed room, a single red candle emitted a faint light, filling the room with the scent of spring.

2. Village "Sexual" Bliss

The morning sun had just peeked over the horizon, but the villagers had already gotten up early to begin their new day. In the Wang family compound, Xiao Juan knelt before Wang Wenhan and Xia Qiuming, holding tea in both hands, to offer tea to her parents-in-law.
Because her father-in-law had just deflowered her last night, Xiao Juan's face was slightly paler than usual. And what she didn't expect was that her father-in-law had made love to her three more times. Although it hurt a little, she felt no pain at all during the last time. The last time, her father-in-law lasted much longer than the previous times. She only felt that intoxicating comfort without any pain.

Although Wang Wenhan had still managed to satisfy his lust four times with his daughter-in-law last night, he showed no signs of fatigue; in fact, he looked more energetic than usual. He and his wife took a sip of tea with smiles, then he helped Xiao Juan to her feet, his hands casually and gently kneading her soft, delicate hands.

Xiao Juan, because of what happened last night, hadn't dared to look him in the eye, kneeling with her head down. Now, with his touch, she immediately withdrew her hand and stood up. Old Wang smiled, unconcerned, and returned to his seat.
But all of this was observed by his wife, Xia Qiuming. She coughed lightly, rolled her eyes at Wang Wenhan, and said to Xiao Juan, "Alright, from today onwards you are a true daughter-in-law of the Wang family. From now on, you must take good care of Wenhao and know how to be a good wife and mother." She then glanced at Wang Wenhan again and continued, "As a daughter-in-law of the Wang family, you must abide by the virtues of womanhood and not be disrespectful." Xiao Juan lowered her head and replied, "Yes, Xiao Juan will heed Mother-in-law's teachings and will definitely be a good daughter-in-law of the Wang family." Xia Qiuming nodded in satisfaction and said, "Then you can go and get busy!" Xiao Juan breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, she felt a strange pressure facing this mother-in-law. She quickly left and began her first day as a woman.

After Xiao Juan left, Xia Qiuming also stood up and walked towards her room. As she left, she said to Wang Wenhan, "Come with me too, I have something to tell you." Wang Wenhan readily agreed and followed his wife. It turned out that although Wang Wenhan was the clan chief of this village, he only had the opportunity to become so because he married Xia Qiuming. He was very authoritative outside, but in front of his wife, he was respectful and dared not disobey in the slightest.

After entering the room, Xia Qiuming sat down in a chair at the table. Wang Wenhan followed her in and closed the door. Facing his wife, he stood there with a forced smile, his hands unconsciously rubbing together, as if awaiting some command.

Xia Qiuming beckoned Wang Wenhan closer. Wang Wenhan walked to his wife, but Xia Qiuming didn't say a word and immediately reached out to unzip his pants, revealing Wang Wenhan's rather thick, dark penis. The penis hung limply like a defeated rooster, with two large testicles trailing below. Although not erect, the penis still looked very thick, larger than the average person's.
After removing his pants, Xia Qiuming didn't speak, stroked the limp penis with her hand, then bent down and put it in her mouth, beginning to swallow and spit it out. She seemed incredibly skilled; in this village where villagers rarely left, it was unexpected to find someone with oral sex skills comparable to city dwellers. While she didn't look as young and beautiful as Xiao Juan, she was remarkably well-preserved for her age. Her face, though no longer young, had few wrinkles and possessed a more mature beauty than Xiao Juan, with willow-leaf eyebrows and a slightly seductive gaze. Old Wang watched his wife diligently sucking on his penis, admiring her beautiful face, though not young. Due to his age, his sex life with his wife wasn't as frequent as before. Last night, looking at the beautiful Xiao Juan, thinking of her as his daughter-in-law, watching her moan as he thrust into her, his long-dormant energy seemed to return to its youthful state. He ended up having four rounds with Xiao Juan.

Watching his alluring wife perform oral sex on him, his mind kept replaying the passionate moments with Xiao Juan from the previous night. Finally, under the influence of his wife's vigorous sucking and his own thoughts, his penis slowly began to revive. Xia Qiuming felt the reaction of the large penis in her mouth. She rolled her eyes, blowing on it while watching her husband. She noticed that although he was staring at her, he seemed to be thinking about something else. She gently tapped the head of his penis with her teeth.

Wang Wenhan was startled by the pain and immediately came to his senses. Seeing his wife's slightly reproachful look, he scratched his head sheepishly and chuckled awkwardly, seeming a little guilty. Xia Qiuming spat out his penis, which was slightly larger than before but still semi-erect. She rolled her eyes at him and asked coquettishly, "What's wrong? Are you thinking about last night's escapades? You're not concentrating at all! Look at your penis; before, after I deflowered someone, it would get hard again in two or three minutes. Today, it's been blowing on it for so long and it's still semi-erect. Honestly, how many times did it last night?" It turned out that whenever Wang Wenhan deflowered a girl in the village, Xia Qiuming would drag him over the next day for an examination and interrogation. He knew his wife's temper, so he always tried to restrain himself and do it no more than twice. But last night, Xiao Juan was so beautiful, and the fact that she was his daughter-in-law made him even more excited, so he forgot about it and did it twice more.

Now, facing this situation, he was truly speechless; after all, she wasn't just anyone, but his own daughter-in-law!
He couldn't possibly tell his wife that his poor, half-erect state today was due to having sex with his daughter-in-law four times. He held up one finger and said, "Just once." Thinking about it, that didn't seem right, and his wife certainly wouldn't believe him. He immediately shook his head and held up two fingers, correcting himself, "No, no, it's twice, it's twice." Xia Qiuming, seeing his reaction, was far from believing him. She stuck out her tongue and licked Old Wang's half-erect penis back and forth a few times, then grasped his testicles with her right hand and rubbed them a few times. Suddenly, she increased the pressure slightly and gently pinched his testicles. Then she looked up and said calmly, "Tell me honestly, how many times?" Although she didn't hit hard, the testicles are a very sensitive area for men. Old Wang was startled by his wife's sudden pinch and felt a slight pain in his lower body. He hurriedly said, "Three times, it's three times." Xia Qiuming still didn't believe him and glared at her, pretending to grit her teeth. She increased the pressure on her hand slightly, pretending to be fierce, and asked, "How many times exactly? Do you want me to crush your balls and fry them before you'll tell the truth?" Old Wang was a henpecked husband, and when she was so fierce, he immediately cowered and said, "Four times, just four times, really only four times, I swear." Then he pleaded, "Wife, please let go, I know I was wrong and I'll never dare to do it again." As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and kept bowing to Xia Qiuming.

Xia Qiuming knew from his appearance that he wouldn't dare to lie anymore. She said softly, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Why suffer like this? I'm not going to eat you." After saying that, she opened her mouth and swallowed Old Wang's penis and began to eat it. Her right hand released his testicles and began to gently stroke them. Her other hand went around to his buttocks and began to touch his buttocks.

Although Wang Wenhan's wife had let him off the hook, the shock he'd just experienced had caused his semi-erect penis to return to its original soft state. Despite Xia Qiuming's continued sucking, it wouldn't get hard, like a disobedient child.

Xia Qiuming grew anxious. She was a woman with a strong sex drive, and now, in her prime, her earlier teasing hadn't made Wang Wenhan hard; instead, her own genitals were already wet. She glared at Wang Wenhan as he released his penis, stood up, and took off her pants. Although not very tall, her legs were well-proportioned, appearing long and slender, and her skin was very fair. She threw her pants on the table, and Wang Wenhan noticed she was wearing a very sexy black lace panty. The panty was silk, with a cutout at the pubic area, clearly displaying her thick pubic hair. Wang Wenhan had never seen his wife wear such sexy panties before. Although he sometimes bought Xia Qiuming some city underwear when he went to town, he never dared to buy anything too revealing. Seeing how sexy she was dressed today, I couldn't help but swallow hard, my eyes widening, and my lower body seemed to be getting engorged and slowly reacting.

Xia Qiuming was very satisfied with her husband's expression, smiled provocatively, and then slowly turned around, her backside facing Old Wang. She then did a move often made by strippers in the city: bending over, her head almost touching the ground, but her legs were straight, her hands stroking her calves and then slowly moving to her thighs, tossing her hair, and then straightening her body again. Old Wang was already surprised by how sexy his wife's underwear was in the front, but he didn't expect the view from behind to surprise him even more. Xia Qiuming's buttocks were already very full, with two snow-white, elastic mounds. Her thong-style underwear, worn by Lao Wang, revealed a single string that sank deep between her buttocks, reaching into the cleft. As she bent over, he saw the string completely embedded in her labia majora, exposing them entirely. The string rubbed back and forth between her labia and vaginal opening, and a lot of vaginal fluid was flowing out. After Xia Qiuming finished, she leaned against the stunned Lao Wang, turned around, and kissed him. Lao Wang immediately reciprocated, their tongues intertwining.

It turned out that Xia Qiuming's sexy lingerie was a gift from Wang Wenhan's brother's wife when she accompanied her husband to visit relatives in the city. The wife had also taken her to a nightclub and shown her a striptease performance, teaching her many sexual techniques and tips, including what men liked most. She had tried to use these techniques to seduce Wang Wenhan, and the results were unexpectedly good.

Wang Wenhan held his wife, feeling her buttocks rubbing against his large penis. His penis, stimulated, gradually hardened, as if the fatigue of the previous night had been completely swept away.

He kissed Xia Qiuming while his hands began to undress her. He was now eager to know what his wife's bra looked like. He quickly removed Xia Qiuming's clothes and tossed them aside to admire her lingerie. Sure enough, Xia Qiuming's bra seemed to match her panties, both being black. Most notably, the bra had a small slit at the nipple area, through which Xia Qiuming's nipples peeked out. Her breasts were slightly sagging from breastfeeding, but very large, with darker areolas and lighter brown nipples, indicating a very mature body. Old

Wang looked at the exposed nipples, his thumbs and forefingers pinching them together and beginning to tease them. He knew Xia Qiuming had two major sensitive areas: a clitoris and these nipples. Sure enough, it didn't take long before Xia Qiuming couldn't help but start moaning "Mmm—Mmm."

By this time, Old Wang's penis had already regained its former vigor. Seeing his wife aroused, he pressed her onto the table, making her large buttocks face him. He swallowed hard, then used his hand to pull aside the thong between her labia, revealing her labia majora and minora. Her labia majora were very full and fleshy, and their color was slightly darker. Her labia minora, like butterfly wings, spread open to reveal the tender flesh inside her vagina, ready to be plucked. It turned out that Xia Qiuming was a standard "butterfly pussy." Her vagina was already filled with her own juices. Old Wang stroked his penis, rubbing the glans against her vaginal opening for a while until it was shiny and covered in her juices. He aimed at Xia Qiuming's vagina, not slowly entering like he had with Xiao Juan the night before, but instead, he took a deep breath and thrust in forcefully, penetrating deep into her vagina in one go.

Xia Qiuming cried out "Ah!" as her husband entered her. Her vagina had been penetrated by Lao Wang for over twenty years; she was long accustomed to his size, and she actually enjoyed his rough insertion. The feeling of her vagina being filled instantly was incredibly pleasurable.

Lao Wang began thrusting rapidly as soon as he entered, completely unlike the gradual increase in speed the previous night. He knew his wife enjoyed this kind of pleasure. And her sexy outfit today made him even more excited than usual, and he thrust even more vigorously. Lao Wang's lower abdomen collided with Qiuming's large buttocks, making a "slap-slap—slap-slap" sound. Because of the rapid speed, Xia Qiuming's buttocks rippled like waves. Lao Wang gripped her buttocks tightly, spreading them apart to reveal her equally brown anus. He had coveted this anus for a long time, but because his penis was so thick, he had given up several times after the glans hadn't fully entered before the pain became unbearable. He forcefully spat into her anus. Then he placed one of Xia Qiuming's legs on the table, so that she had one foot on the ground and the other on the table. Old Wang thrust into her from behind, then reached his right hand to her clitoris, rubbing and kneading her sensitive spot as he thrust.

"Ah—so good—husband, you're still so amazing—faster—faster—I want it so much!"
Encouraged by his wife, Old Wang turned Xia Qiuming over, then lifted her up completely by her legs. Xia Qiuming quickly wrapped her arms around Old Wang's neck, actively twisting her hips to match his thrusts, her mouth tightly kissing his, still making "hmm—hmm" sounds. Old Wang held her for a while, his legs a little weak from the previous night's battle, then laid Xia Qiuming flat on the table, placing her legs on his neck, and began thrusting while caressing her breasts.

Xia Qiuming continued to moan "Ah—ah." She rubbed her sensitive clitoris herself, moaning even louder. "Ah—honey, you're so amazing, it feels so good!" "You're squeezing me so tight, it feels so good too, where did you get such sexy lingerie? So horny."

Xia Qiuming told him where the lingerie came from, then asked while moaning, "You—ah—you don't—don't you like it—ah!"

"I like it. I'll buy a few more sets when I go to the city, and a few more for Xiaojuan too." "Hmph! You rascal, you actually said you'd buy a few sets for Xiaojuan? What are you trying to do? Am I not as good as her? Tell me, am I better or is she better?" Old Wang accidentally let slip and quickly tried to smooth things over, "Of course you're better. I was just saying that casually. Asking you to buy her a few sets is to increase Wenhao's sexual interest in her. You're my favorite. Don't be jealous. She's our daughter-in-law!" "You rascal, she's our daughter-in-law and you still slept with her so many times last night? Are you afraid you won't be able to do it again, so you're going to slept with her like crazy? When you deflowered that slut Jinlian, you only did it three times. You slept with your own daughter-in-law four times. Have you no shame? Ah—you rascal—ah—ah, faster—faster!" Old Wang, having been hit where it hurt, didn't respond and could only interrupt her with more force. As expected, this tactic worked. Xia Qiuming was overwhelmed by the pleasure emanating from her lower body and could only moan incessantly.

Old Wang thrust vigorously, while Qiuming frantically rubbed her clitoris back and forth. Her slightly dark labia were constantly being turned outwards by Old Wang's penetration, and the vaginal fluid had turned into a thick white paste. With each thrust, the white fluid almost stained Old Wang's dark penis white, and her genitals were also covered in a white ring, covered with pubic hair, much of which flowed down to her anus and dripped onto the table.
"Ah—Wenhan—husband—ah—so good—good husband—good brother, so good—faster—I'm about to come—go deeper!"

Every time Qiuming was close to orgasm, she would shout "good husband, good brother" incoherently. Old Wang knew she was about to climax, and that his performance today was much longer than before, probably because he had ejaculated too much last night, and also partly because Qiuming was dressed too sexily today. Under Qiu Ming's moans and constant writhing thrusts, he felt his urethra was about to ejaculate. He squeezed her breasts tightly with both hands, his fingers digging into them, squeezing them out of shape, and thrust his lower body in for the final sprint. "Ah—too—too—too, ah—" With Old Wang's final thrust, Xia Qiu Ming's eyes rolled back, her body trembling on the table, as if all her strength had suddenly vanished, collapsing limply onto the table, drool dripping from her mouth as she breathed heavily. Old Wang also ejaculated at this moment, his buttocks tightening as he thrust forward, his penis feeling Qiu Ming's uterus sucking at his urethra, his seminal vesicles being drawn in. He shuddered a few times, then lay on top of Xia Qiu Ming, both of them panting and resting.

The day passed quickly, and finally night fell. After dinner, everyone in the village returned to their rooms to do their own "fun things," and Xiao Juan and Wen Hao finally enjoyed their first wedding night together. Xiao Juan sat shyly on the edge of the bed, waiting for Wenhao, just like the night before. Wenhao looked at his beautiful wife, feeling that having her was the greatest happiness of his life. He sat beside her, slightly nervous, his hands trembling as he held her. He simply held her, unsure how to proceed.

Seeing Wenhao remain still, Xiao Juan looked up furtively at him. Her husband was truly handsome, with delicate features; if he were a woman, he would surely be a beauty that could topple kingdoms. Sensing Xiao Juan's gaze, Wenhao turned to look at his beautiful wife. They gazed at each other, though they had much to say, but at that moment, nothing was needed. A single glance seemed to convey everything. In that moment, they felt it would last forever, wishing it could continue forever—that would be the greatest happiness.
Finally, in this romantic atmosphere, Wenhao slowly approached Xiao Juan. He closed his eyes and began to kiss her, and Xiao Juan closed her eyes and returned the kiss. They were like two lovers deeply in love, their tongues entwined in a passionate embrace.

Wenhao kissed Xiaojuan, feeling her tongue was so soft and smooth, with a faint sweetness. His hands began to caress her breasts. Xiaojuan wasn't wearing any city underwear; she was still wearing her own bodice. Her outer garment wasn't thick either, and Wenhao immediately felt her nipples slowly harden under his touch. After a while, Wenhao quickly stripped her naked, revealing her tender, bamboo-like breasts. However, unlike his father, Wenhao lacked experience and romance. Instead of admiring them, he went to remove Xiaojuan's pants, leaving her completely naked and displaying her entire body before him. Xiaojuan shyly covered her chest with one hand and her genitals with the other, turning her head to the side, too embarrassed to look at Wenhao. Her face was as red as an apple. Wenhao didn't have time to appreciate his beautiful wife's alluring expression. He quickly removed his own clothes, then got into bed and lay on top of Xiaojuan, searching for her tender vulva according to the descriptions in the book.

Xiao Juan hadn't expected Wenhao to penetrate her so quickly. She had no experience, only the memory of her father-in-law

's first time deflowering her. She couldn't help but think, "My father-in-law isn't like this. He seems to be licking my genitals, making me feel so good." Thinking this, she quickly shook her head, trying to banish the thought. Wenhao, focused only on finding the right spot, ignored Xiao Juan's reaction. However, it was also his first time, and his penis wasn't like his father's. It wasn't as long or as thick as his father's; it was rather thin and pale, like a small candle. He blindly thrust for a long time but couldn't find the right spot, just rubbing back and forth at Xiao Juan's vaginal opening.

Although Xiao Juan hadn't enjoyed her father-in-law's licking skills the night before, she was still very sensitive, having only been deflowered a day ago. Wenhao's random thrusting and rubbing at her vaginal opening made her start to wet. Seeing Wenhao struggling to find the right spot, she shyly reached out and touched his penis. It didn't seem as thick as her father-in-law's, but she didn't think much of it. She then aimed it at her vaginal opening, and Wenhao thrust in smoothly.

Xiaojuan, with her eyes closed, expected some pain, but with Wenhao's entry, it wasn't as painful as she had imagined the night before; she didn't feel anything else. However, her vagina was very tight, and although she could feel Wenhao moving in and out, something still felt missing.

Each time Wenhao entered her, he felt his penis being gripped tightly by her vagina, the glans scraping against the vaginal walls—an indescribable pleasure. So this was what sex felt like. He thrust very quickly, and with Xiaojuan's tight vagina, and it being summer, he was already sweating profusely after two or three minutes of vigorous thrusting.
Under Wenhao's relentless thrusting, the feeling from the night before slowly resurfaced in Xiaojuan; she had regained some sensation. Her lower body involuntarily began to writhe. Just as she felt the pleasure begin, she suddenly felt Wenhao's penis throbbing. He lay motionless on top of her, letting out a low growl, "Ah, Xiaojuan, I feel so good." Then, a warm liquid flowed into her vagina.

Xiaojuan felt an emptiness inside; the initial pleasure that had just begun to rise gradually faded with Wenhao's ejaculation. She felt completely different from yesterday. Was it really over? She wondered silently. Suddenly, the image of her father-in-law and his thick penis appeared in her mind. She quickly shook her head.

After Wenhao finished ejaculating, he rolled over and lay down beside Xiaojuan without saying a word, closing his eyes and falling asleep. Xiaojuan felt inexplicably down. Looking at her husband beside her, she felt something was missing. Then she also fell asleep.

She hadn't been asleep for long when she had a dream. In the dream, her father-in-law was touching her breasts and saying, "Xiao Juan, are you missing your father-in-law?" As she dreamt, she felt something enter her vagina. Opening her eyes, she saw that Wenhao had woken up sometime earlier and was touching her breasts while his penis was inside her.
She shyly hummed in response, cooperating with Wenhao's penetration. But Wenhao, as before, was very vigorous at first, riding her for three or four minutes before hastily ejaculating. This left Xiao Juan with a strange sense of loss. Thinking about her dream, the image of her father-in-law kept lingering in her mind.
And so she drifted off to sleep again.

While most of the villagers were asleep, one house still had its lights on. From inside came the sounds of "slapping" and "Ah—ah—so good! Husband, you're amazing!" This was the home of villager Jinlian and her husband. Jinlian's husband was a hunter, incredibly muscular. However, his penis didn't seem to match his physique. It was only slightly longer and not very thick than Wenhao's. He was now vigorously thrusting into his seductive wife, Jinlian.

"How is it, wife? Wasn't I amazing today? Are you satisfied?" "Ah—husband, you're so good! You're amazing today—ah—you're making me feel so good—I love you so much! Push harder, push in a little more!" Jinlian cried out, but in her heart she thought, "Hmph, compared to the chieftain, you're far inferior. That old man's penis is much thicker than yours." She imagined Old Wang having sex with her, yet still cried out, "Good husband. I love you!" Fortunately, although her husband's penis wasn't very thick, his physical condition was indeed excellent, and he lasted quite a while. Although he didn't have a wife who could fully satisfy him, he didn't ejaculate in just a few minutes like the literary giant.

After about ten minutes of thrusting, the hunter held Jinlian tightly, his lower body trembling as he ejaculated. After finishing, he rolled over, spread his legs, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

Jinlian seemed used to this. She touched her genitals with her hand, and the semen flowed out, all of which she collected on her hand. She looked at her husband's semen in her hand, and then, surprisingly, put it in her mouth and began to suck it. Her other hand even reached into her vagina and began to masturbate.
She wanted to redo what her husband hadn't done well. After masturbating for another ten minutes, her buttocks tightened, her hand quickened its movements, and a gush of fluid shot out from her vagina. She hadn't expected to squirt. She panted heavily, looking at her husband who was now fast asleep beside her, got up to wash her genitals, and suddenly wondered what Old Wang had done to that damned girl last night.
The village returned to tranquility once again, and perhaps sexual bliss would return tomorrow.

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