Folk customs

My hometown is a small village in the Yimeng Mountains. Although it's called a small village, it's actually quite large, with over 4,000
households and nearly 30,000 people. Our wedding customs are very unique.
Once a family is about to get married, they have to build a new house next to the main house as a bridal chamber. This bridal chamber doesn't require
the host family to contribute money or labor. It is built by all the adult men in the village who go up the mountain to cut wood, go down to the river to carry mud, fire bricks, and quarry stones.
It is a collective effort of the entire village. The new house is typically twelve steps long and nine steps wide, approximately twelve meters long and nine meters wide, totaling 108 square meters. It has six windows, four doors, and twelve pillars. The entire house consists of only one room. The house is raised 1.3 meters using
local mountain stones . The floor is paved with hexagonal wooden stakes, each 30 centimeters long, carved from hard walnut wood by a carpenter. There is no bed; the entire room is covered with thick wool carpets, at least 10 centimeters thick, purchased by the family. Lying on them feels soft and comfortable without any pain. It might seem strange to use such a large hall with so many windows and doors as a wedding room, but this design has a practical purpose. In the past, the Yimeng Mountains were characterized by high mountains, treacherous roads, and abundant wild animals. The people living there could not survive in such a harsh environment without close unity. To ensure generations of unity, the ancestors devised this method. That is, after each family's son marries a bride, all adult men in the village can participate in the wedding night. That's right, the bride and groom cannot refuse. Every time someone gets married, the bridal chamber is packed with people. The bride is forced to lie naked in the middle of the bridal chamber and be raped by everyone in turn. To prevent the bride from being abused too much, the bride's family must send three to five married women who have given birth, usually the bride's sisters, aunts, and sisters- in-law . If the mother-in-law is still young and good-looking, she will usually come along to accompany the bride and divert the crowd of men. The groom's family will also make the same arrangement. Thus, on the wedding night, in the bridal chamber, more than ten beautiful young women and one or two mature women accompany a young girl, all naked, being gang-raped by countless men until dawn. Such nights typically last for a week. Afterward, the bride's family is carried back home. By this time, the women who came to entertain the guests are usually exhausted, their genitals swollen and red. The groom's village will make a strangely shaped bamboo chair, on which the female guests lie naked, a chair called a "bride's bridge." The brides' legs are propped up on the frame, their swollen genitals exposed to the maximum extent. They are carried back to their village and circled three times, to show the groom's village's hospitality. As for the bride, after resting and recovering, according to custom, she must have at least five men in her room each night. The men decide who stays in her room that night, ensuring she receives the semen of multiple men each night. Usually, before the men become too impatient, the groom's family will send one or two young women to accompany her until the bride becomes pregnant. Only then could she end this cycle of all the men in the village taking turns having sex with her, thus ensuring that the bride's first child would not know who the father was. He could have been any man in the village who had taken her body, and the child would then be protected by the entire village. In reality, almost all the young women who participated in the "accompanying the bride" ceremony would become pregnant , tightly binding the entire village together. I'm the sixth child in my family, with three older brothers and two older sisters. People in our village marry young; my mother married into our family at sixteen had two children a year later. By the time she was nineteen, she was already a mother of six. Strangely, while women in the mountains are known for their hard work and resilience, the local environment is so fertile that the women are all incredibly beautiful. The older women in our village, even those in their forties, look like they're in their early thirties. My childhood friend Sanzhu's mother, when she was forty-five , even stayed at his wedding as a dowry maid for over half a month. While other young women in their twenties lay on the frame with swollen and limp genitals, she could still chat and laugh with the men carrying the bridge. Her genitals remained so fresh and vibrant. The next day, while harvesting corn in the fields, she was aroused by gossip from several uncles and elders from the same village. In front of hundreds of people in the field, she pulled down her pants and had sex with several men in turns. She sucked on her vaginal fluids and managed to subdue more than a hundred men present. That night, she returned home with a slightly protruding belly. According to Sanzhu, his mother did not eat that night and instead ate until she was full of men's semen. My wife, Xiaomei, is a tall and beautiful girl born and raised in Shanghai. After I told her about our local customs, she was extremely incredulous. She asked me shyly, "All the men in the village... come?" I replied, "Yes, everyone, even those not related by blood, comes. Our village has produced many capable people. There's General Manager Zhang of the Shanghai Xinhe Investment Company, Director Liu of the Municipal Economic and Trade Commission, and Chairman Huang of my company—all from our village . People from our village are everywhere, both in the central government and across the country. Because the people in our village are very close-knit, everyone helps each other." My wife, Xiaomei, then asked, "...If we don't go back to your village to observe that custom, they won't help us wholeheartedly?" I said helplessly, "Of course! Those who haven't married in our village won't receive any help!" Xiaomei's eyes sparkled: "Chairman Huang of your company, I've met his wife. Such an elegant woman, and she was... was......dotted on by people from your village?" “Yeah, every year when they go back to the village for Chinese New Year, Mr. Huang’s wife has to entertain other men every night!” I replied. Suddenly, Xiaomei’s eyes narrowed. “I’m asking you, have you ever attended a wedding in your village? No wonder you ’ve never taken me to your hometown after three years of dating. You must have a great time every year when you go home, right? Have you …have you slept with Mr. Huang’s wife ?” Caught off guard, I stammered, “…This…this…” My wife, Xiaomei, seeing my sweaty face, burst out laughing. “Hmph, I knew you men would let such a good thing go. Fine, I’ll let you off the hook.” "That's it." On the third day of our marriage, I took Xiaomei back to my hometown to hold a wedding ceremony. This was a decision Xiaomei and I had discussed for a long time before making. For a better future, Xiaomei decided to sacrifice her body, planning to give birth to our first before returning to Shanghai to work. Chairman Huang from the company also assured me that after the wedding in the village, we would be family. He laughed and said, "Xiao Wang, you're lucky. At least you got to enjoy yourself for a few days. My wife Wanjing doesn't even know who took her virginity." My agreement to marry in the village made my family both happy and conflicted. Xiaomei is a Shanghai girl, and her family...

Only our family could afford to send a maidservant.
The whole family sat around the brazier in the main room. My thirty-nine-year-old mother wore a tight-fitting white cotton blouse and
light blue homespun wide-legged capri pants, the kind mountain women often wore. The red firelight reflected on her still smooth, firm
face. Mountain women don't usually wear underwear; the round-necked, sleeveless blouse clung tightly to her shapely, voluptuous
body. With the movement of her fair arms, her full, large breasts trembled gently, their hard little protrusions
tickling and arousing. I couldn't help but recall the scene of my mother's full breasts being kneaded and deformed by men.
Looking down, I saw my mother, half-squatting, her slender waist and bulging buttocks
clearly visible through her tightly bound pants, even the outline of her genitals was clearly discernible.
I subtly shifted into the shadows, swallowing hard. I
had tasted my mother's body many times before. My healthy and beautiful mother had been invited by villagers to be their bridesmaids on numerous occasions. In the
moments when she was being raped by other men until she was in a daze, I had also repeatedly lay on top of her body and ejaculated into the place where I was born.
I will always remember that year when I was fourteen. According to my family's rules, only fourteen-year-old boys were eligible to participate in the wedding
ceremony. My uncle's son, Mengzi, was marrying Sister Shufang from the other side of the mountain. Sister Shufang was a famous beauty in the surrounding villages. Her
family knew that our village was a big one, and they were afraid that Sister Shufang wouldn't be able to stay awake the night before. So they said that my uncle's family would provide ten bridesmaids who
had given birth, were strong, and looked like pretty thirty-year-old women. My uncle brought two chickens to my house and asked my mother
to be one of the bridesmaids.
For the first three nights, I, a mere fourteen-year-old kid, couldn't squeeze into the new house at all. I could only
squeeze in and out of the window with a group of boys around my age, occasionally peeking through the gaps in the crowd
. Eight women from Shufang's family came to accompany her, ten from our village, plus Shufang herself—nineteen women in total—
surrounded by the men of our village. Occasionally, a glimpse of a fair, tender thigh or a full breast through the crowd would make us
itch with desire.
It wasn't until the fifth day, when Sanming from the village also got married, that things quieted down a bit. We, a
group of boys, discussed it and decided that going to Sanming's place would mean being a window watcher again, so we wouldn't move. We'd stay at Mengzi's
place.
That evening, I watched my mother go out to Mengzi's for dinner. Dinner and breakfast for my mother were
eaten at the wedding home. I hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of food, then slipped out to call Da Niu, Sanzhu, and
the rest of , and we went to Mengzi's house.
When I got there, sure enough, the crowd was much quieter than a few days ago. We didn't have to guard the window anymore; we could squeeze into
the house.
I squeezed my way to a corner of the new house, found the best spot, and started watching and
waiting.
I finally settled down, caught my breath, and looked at the woman closest to me. My heart
pounded. My usually quiet and virtuous mother was lying naked on a thick blanket. Her
hair, which was usually tied up, was down, a large expanse of dark hair cascading over the carpet. She lay on her back, her
eyes slightly closed, her face flushed. Beneath her delicate shoulders, her full, large breasts
were being gently kneaded and squeezed by the rough hands of my fifty-something-year-old uncle. My mother's strong, long legs were hoisted onto Ninth Master's
shoulders , completely exposing her most private parts to everyone. As I stared in disbelief, my mother
chuckled and said to Ninth Master, "Grandpa, you're still as virile as ever!" She then
gently parted her labia with one hand, and with the other, grasped Ninth Master's thick, large, veiny penis, aimed it at her genitals, and gently took it in. Right before my eyes, she completely inserted
that ugly old rod . While I watched anxiously, Ninth Master leisurely played with my mother 's body for half an hour before, his old, trembling body shuddering, ejaculating his semen into her body. The old bastard had just pulled his thing out of my mother's body when Zhang the butcher impatiently pushed Uncle Jiu aside and leered at my mother, saying, "Little sister, did you miss your brother?" My mother's face was still flushed from sex, her eyes bright and watery. She spread her legs wide for Zhang the butcher, her flower path, which had just been used by Uncle Jiu, was muddy. She gave the fat Zhang the butcher a seductive look, her voice so tender it could drip water: "Yes, I missed my brother's ****, hurry up and put it in." Watching my mother moaning beneath Zhang the butcher's fat body, I simply couldn't believe that my usually virtuous mother would do such a thing. As one man after another satisfied their lust on my mother and left, time ticked by. Da Niu, satisfied, came over and asked, "Still not here? I've come three times already. Sister-in-law Shufang is so beautiful , and Tie Zhu's mother's pussy is so tight. I told Tie Zhu, but he didn't believe me. Look, he's fucking his mother!" I followed Da Niu's finger and saw Tie Zhu's mother, not far from my mother, kneeling on the ground like a bitch in heat, her white, tender buttocks raised high. Tie Zhu was holding her buttocks and fucking her with gusto. Turning around, I saw Da Niu staring at my mother's naked body and saying, "Liu'er, your mother is really beautiful. Do you want to play with her? I'll play with your mother first!" Before I could answer, the tall, strong Da Niu pulled down his pants. Just then, a man got off my mother, satisfied. Before my mother could catch her breath, Da Niu's ridiculously thick penis thrust all the way in, making my mother moan. Watching Da Niu lick and suck his mother's rosy nipples while thrusting his thick, dark penis deep , I knew that all the boys in the village had tasted their mothers' bodies. San Zhu, for example, had once had sex with his mother in front of everyone in the fields during a bet she made with the village men. The only time San Zhu's mother was in the female-superior position was when she rode on top of him, allowing him to enjoy . The villagers jeered that San Zhu's mother should serve each of them one by one, and she immediately said, "San Zhu is my son, and I'm willing to serve him like this. Whoever calls me 'Mom' from now on, I'll serve them like this!" I also thought that my mother wouldn't be able to distinguish me from so many men raping her, and I happily raped her again and again at other people's weddings. Until one time, I was wantonly thrusting into my mother...

Suddenly, my mother whispered in my ear, "Coward, only dare to come at times like this." This filled me with
shame, and I stopped abruptly. Then, Da Niu, who was queuing behind me, pulled me down. I watched as
Da Niu's massive, dark body pressed down on my mother's beautiful body, violently manipulating her. She wrapped her strong legs around
his waist, thrusting her hips to meet his strokes.
The image of her defiant gaze and her plump labia enveloping his thick penis was deeply etched into my mind. Even
after Da Niu ejaculated intensely inside my mother, trembling with pleasure, he patted my shoulder, bewildered, and said
, "Your mother's been so enthusiastic today, she doesn't think I'm like you, does she?" Only then did I realize that Da Niu had enjoyed what should have
been my enjoyment. The night after I finished spending time with my mother, I sneaked into her room and, in
front of my father, stripped her naked. I pressed her, who looked like a little white lamb, onto the bed. Under
the astonished gazes of my father and the three uncles who had come to sleep with her that night, my mother's moans were so intoxicating that my father and the others took off their
clothes and pressed themselves against her. My father, uncles, and I took turns raping her, and she was so defiled that she forgot to get up to feed the pigs the next morning.
Back then, my lustful desires drove my mother to the brink of tears and laughter. Whenever I felt the urge, I would pin
my mother to the ground, lift her skirt or pull down her pants, and insert my penis into her body.
In the fields, when I was satisfied and pulled my penis out of my mother's body, the villagers would swarm around me. In the village
alleys, while I was enjoying my mother's body, she had to
deal with a group of children watching after I had vented my lust. She would kneel on the ground naked, giving oral sex to those teenagers
while they took turns penetrating her. Halfway through a meal, in front of the whole family, I would pin my mother down
on the table, pull down her pants, and rape her to the point of near death amidst my brothers' strange laughter and my sisters-in-law's half-scolding
. Then the meal would turn into a naked gathering, with my sisters-in-law, like my mother, stripped naked and taken
turns being raped by the men of the family. Back then, my mother would even wear only a short skirt and no underwear to satisfy my needs
. And I, too, became a notorious bull in the village. Sanzhu'er, Da Niu's two sisters-in-law, my friends' mothers and
aunts, would often, after I, Sanzhu'er, Da Niu, and a group of other boys rushed into the house, laughing and jokingly strip naked
, offering themselves for our gang rape. My mother, naturally, was the main target. According to her, now
she knew who each boy was as soon as they inserted their penises into her;
she was too familiar with them, knowing the length and girth of each one, the rhythm of their thrusts.
Xiao Mei, blushing with embarrassment, accepted my mother's methods for quickly dealing with men. My two married sisters
, three sisters-in-law, and two aunts were all summoned back to be bridesmaids. My mother instructed us not to go out and fool
around; she would use a secret village remedy to protect Xiao Mei from injury on her wedding night.
This secret recipe is a closely guarded secret in the village. For over a thousand years, no bride has ever had a major mishap at her wedding, and this
recipe has certainly played a part in that. This recipe has always been known only to those who have been married. I
couldn't find out how to make it no matter how hard I tried back then, but now I finally know how it works.
After dinner, my three older brothers and I were called into the room by our mother. She skillfully undressed herself,
then told us to strip naked. She knelt on the bed, pulled my eldest brother in front of her, and took his penis into her mouth.
My second and third brothers sat down on either side of her, playing with her large, full breasts
. Seeing me looking dazed and bewildered, she glared at me, then
gently swayed her hips towards me. Her tightly closed labia parted slightly,
inviting me sexually. My second brother chuckled and said, "Sixth brother, hurry up! Dad's inviting people. Mom won't get any
sleep tonight. This is the first course for you."
With my erect penis erect, I spread my mother's labia with both hands and thrust inside. The familiar tightness and
slipperiness made me moan softly in pleasure. As I thrust forcefully, my mother clenched her lower body tightly, her vaginal cavity undulating
. Soon after, my hot semen gushed out.

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