The Happy Life of a Country Boy

Li Shan, a country boy
, was diligently working on his homework during class. The college entrance exam was fast approaching, a chance for rural children like him to leap over the dragon gate. Once he got into university, he could escape the countryside, no longer toiling in the fields, no longer sweating under the scorching sun. Whenever he felt exhausted, the thought of the exam seemed like a golden road unfolding before him, instantly energizing him to study harder.

Just then, the teacher walked up to him, tapped his desk, and said, "Li Shan, come out here for a moment!"

He was startled, scratched his head, and was confused. He didn't know what was wrong; since entering his senior year of high school, he hadn't caused any trouble.

Stepping out of the classroom, he paused, stunned. His cousin was standing outside. Seeing him, his cousin rushed out and said, "Xiaoshan, hurry home! Something's happened to your dad!"

Li Shan frowned and asked, "Something happened? Is he dead?"

"Dead!" His cousin was stunned, clearly taken aback by his attitude, and answered instinctively.

"What?!" he exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock.

His cousin then realized he had let something slip, but he wasn't one to lie. He stammered, "Um, anyway, you should go back and check on him."

Li Shan finally understood what his cousin meant. He immediately panicked, his heart pounding, his limbs trembling, and he couldn't take a step.

He pushed his cousin's hand away, took a few deep breaths, regained his composure, and said, "Let's go!" before hurrying outside.

A week later, Li Shan dropped out of school. The teachers sighed deeply upon hearing the news, feeling both regret and pity.

Li Shan's father had been hit on the head by something at a construction site and died before reaching the hospital. When Li Shan returned home from school, he only saw his stepmother and sister weeping bitterly.

Previously, Li Shan had a falling out with his father over his stepmother's marriage. Less than a year after his biological mother's death, his father was about to marry a stepmother, which infuriated Li Shan. From then on, the two father and son glared at each other. However, he didn't make things difficult for his stepmother, who was only a few years older than him. After all, she was virtuous and beautiful, and he was even a little jealous of his father.

The 10,000 yuan compensation from the construction company was used partly for the funeral and partly to pay off debts. In the end, there was nothing left. He was the only man in the family, and he had no choice but to drop out of school. He couldn't go to school and couldn't take the college entrance examination. The golden road that was laid out in front of him was getting further and further away from him. From then on, he could only be a farmer. You can imagine how he felt.

No matter how unwilling he was, he could only submit to fate.

He was originally a scholar who only occasionally went to the fields to help out. He knew very little about farm work and had no experience. Fortunately, he was extremely intelligent. He could learn something by observing others and thinking about it carefully. Therefore, he was quite good at farm work.

It was the height of summer, the wheat was about to be harvested, followed by corn, then peanuts—the busiest time of year. Li Shan felt a pang of worry just thinking about it, but there was nothing he could do. He was now the head of the household. When his father was alive, he hadn't realized it, but now that he had lost him, he understood that his father was the pillar of the family. Without that pillar, the family would collapse. He had no choice but to hold on, no matter how hard or tiring it was, he had to grit his teeth and persevere.

He went to work in the fields, while his sister and stepmother stayed home weaving lace to earn a little money. That's how life went, day after day.

His older sister looked very much like his mother; she was incredibly beautiful, with fair skin, bright, sparkling eyes, and a gentle yet dignified demeanor. She wasn't talkative, but she was incredibly kind and considerate to Li Shan—truly a wonderful sister. His stepmother wasn't much older than her, and the two together looked more like sisters, both so beautiful and elegant.

At noon, under the blazing sun, Li Shan, carrying a hoe, his chest exposed, returned home wearily.

The family dog wagged its tail and ran over affectionately. Li Shan petted it, put down his tools, and went into the main house. The main house had three rooms: the middle one was the living room, the east room was his stepmother's, the west room was his sister Li Jing's, and he lived in the east wing.

On the kang (heated brick bed) in the east room, the mother and daughter, along with two women from the village, were knitting lace together, chatting and laughing, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Seeing Li Shan enter, his stepmother, Li Chunxiang, got off the kang and said, "Xiao Shan's back. Are you hungry? Want some food?"

Li Shan scooped up a bowl of cool water, drank it down heartily, waved his hand, and said, "Not hungry yet. I'll eat later. You go about your business, don't worry about me. I'll wash up first." His attitude was neither cold nor warm.

Li Chunxiang knew that if she continued, she would annoy him, so she nodded and said, "Alright, go wash up first and rest for a while."

Being a rough and unrefined farmer, he ignored the women, took off his jacket, and, shirtless, washed thoroughly with the freshly pumped well water. When he arrived at his sister's room, he realized his own room faced west, so no wind could get in; it was like a sauna. It was bearable at night, but in this heat, it was practically unbearable.

There were a few books in the room—textbooks and other educational materials. He hadn't liked studying when he was in school, but now that he couldn't go anymore, he realized how fortunate he was to be able to, and he had come to enjoy learning.

However, he was too tired. Lying on the kang (heated brick bed), smelling its fragrant aroma, he read a book and unknowingly fell asleep.

Suddenly, he woke up to find Li Chunxiang nudging him. She leaned over, shaking his arm and whispering, "Xiaoshan, wake up, it's time to eat!"

Still half-asleep, he sat up abruptly, only to bump his head against something soft. "Ah!" Li Chunxiang cried out and quickly backed away.

Li Shan was now fully awake. He saw his stepmother's fair face flushed crimson. Looking down, he saw her high, firm breasts and realized he had just touched them. He felt embarrassed and touched his nose, as if the scent of her body still lingered. He recalled the feeling—soft and elastic—that had melted his heart, and his penis immediately became hard and erect.

Chunxiang, seeing this unintentionally, blushed even more, said "Let's eat," and hurriedly ran out.

This accidental encounter was like a powder keg, completely detonating the dormant desires in Li Shan's heart, transforming him from a boy into a man.

One evening, finding the house too hot to watch TV, he went outside alone.

His house was by a small river, lined with many willow trees, quite cool and refreshing. A breeze carried a cool, damp air, very comfortable.

It looked like it would rain tomorrow; all the stars had disappeared, the moon was obscured, and the surroundings were unusually dark.

He was also somewhat irritable, thinking about going to school. Whenever he thought about going to university, his mood worsened; it was a pain in his heart. The thought that he was destined to be an ordinary farmer, never to rise above his circumstances, and to die here filled him with restlessness. He was unwilling to accept this fate; he longed to stand out and live a glorious life. But reality was cruel. Without money, how could he go to school? He wanted to borrow money, but there was no way. Seeing his father's death, everyone was vying to collect debts from him; no one would lend him money! During this time, he was constantly thinking about how to make money. Farming was barely enough to make ends meet. He carefully calculated that the net profit from farming was pitifully low. At best, he would be lucky to earn five hundred yuan per mu (a Chinese unit of area, approximately 0.165 acres). No wonder all the young and middle-aged men in the village went out to the city to work as migrant workers. His own father followed the trend, but unfortunately, he was unlucky and left this family behind, causing him, a man, to suffer.

Although being a migrant worker was a way out, he was still uneasy about leaving his two women behind. Besides, migrant workers didn't earn much. Only planting and raising livestock seemed like a viable path. He had a general idea in mind, but he still needed to carefully investigate what to plant and raise.

As he walked along the stream, lost in thought, he unknowingly left the village. He looked up, preparing to turn back. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound.

"Mmm, mmm, ahh, so good, so comfortable, ahh," it sounded like a woman's voice.

He listened carefully, thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that this was a pair of wild lovers having sex in the wild, which wasn't unusual.

Curiosity led him to walk quietly towards the direction of the sound. After walking nearly a hundred steps, the sound became very clear. He stopped, afraid of startling the pair.

The moans, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, kept coming, making his penis incredibly hard. He wished he could push the man away and take over.

"Ahh, so comfortable, fuck me to death! Faster, faster! Ahh..."

"You little slut, so slutty, I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death, you little slut!" The voice was panting heavily.

Li Shan recognized the two women: one was Zhu Zi's wife, who lived not far from his home, and the other was Zhang, a bald bachelor from the village.

Zhu Zi had gone to work in the city and rarely came back. His wife was somewhat attractive, with large breasts and a round bottom; she was clearly a slut, so it wasn't surprising that she was having an affair. Zhang, on the other hand, wasn't bad-looking. He was strong and in his forties. His wife had died a few years ago, and he hadn't remarried. He was usually cheerful and a good man.

He mustered his courage and moved forward cautiously until he could finally see them clearly.

Two bodies were violently colliding; one was bent over, leaning against a tree, while the other was holding onto the other's buttocks, thrusting rapidly and making slapping sounds.

"Ah, oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming!" Bald Zhang said, panting heavily. "No, no, I haven't come yet, just hold on a little longer, ahh, so good!" the woman said anxiously.

Bald Zhang thrust even faster, and after a few seconds, he cried out and stopped.

The woman said resentfully, "Have you been hooking up with someone again?!"

"I can handle having you, how can I have the energy to hook up with others? Sigh, I'm getting old, I just can't do it anymore!"

"Hmph, you men are always looking for more, you're never satisfied, who knows if you're honest or not!"

Li Shan walked back quietly, the voices of the two women fading into the distance, his penis standing erect, feeling very uncomfortable.

When he got home, the mother and daughter were still watching TV. They ignored him when he returned, glancing at him briefly before quickly turning their eyes back to the television.

They were dressed very lightly, wearing only vests. Since no one else was around, their bare, white arms were clearly exposed to the sun, a testament to their lack of experience working in the fields.

They had no idea how alluring they looked. Li Shan couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed back into the house, his penis throbbing painfully. He took off his vest, filled a basin with water, and poured it over his head several times until he felt better.

Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Images of two bodies joined together, writhing and throbbing, flashed before his eyes. Then he thought of his stepmother's round buttocks and swollen breasts, imagining himself thrusting his penis into her, and ejaculation gushed forth.

That night, he made a decision: he would get his stepmother. His stepmother had no family; she was an only child, both parents deceased, and had to live with him. Otherwise, she would suffer hunger and poverty. He had beaten people before because this person had spoken incoherently about his stepmother. Li Shan knew martial arts; usually, two or three people couldn't withstand him. In a fight, no one dared claim to be superior to him, so he feared nothing.

From then on, Li Chunxiang felt that Li Shan was always staring at her, his eyes filled with naked desire, which made her heart pound. She couldn't tell anyone, so she always tried to avoid him. But her son became increasingly brazen, first touching her lightly, and later, when Li Jing wasn't looking, he would hold her hand, making her flustered and confused.

Li Shan was also extremely anxious. His stepmother was very shrewd, always hovering around Li Jing, preventing him from fully indulging, making him restless and itching with desire.

That day, he returned home very late, the sky turning blue, almost completely dark.

"Where's my sister?" he asked his stepmother, Li Chunxiang, when he entered the house and didn't see Li Jing.

She told him that Li Jing had gone to her cousin's house to keep her company because her cousin's husband had gone to work in the city, and her cousin was afraid to be alone, so she asked Li Jing to stay with her.

Li Shan angrily took off his jacket and slammed it onto a chair. These relatives of his, seeing his father die, didn't help at all, but instead took advantage of the situation, leading the way to collect debts. His uncle, in particular, was the worst offender, and Li Shan had beaten him up badly. His cousin, who had been bullied by him since childhood, didn't have the courage to fight back. In the end, his uncle broke two ribs and was bedridden for a month before he came out. When he saw Li Shan, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. Li Shan hated his uncle's family intensely, but later, out of respect for his aunt, he maintained a semblance of peace.

Li Chunxiang naturally knew what he was thinking and said, "Don't be angry. Everyone makes mistakes. Since you're relatives, you should visit each other. Otherwise, you'll be too lonely."

Li Shan glared at her: "What kind of bullshit relatives are you? Alright, let's eat!"

Li Chunxiang hesitated, then looked at his gloomy face and said, "Let's eat. You can wash up first, it'll be ready soon."

After finishing their meal, Li Shan's anger had subsided considerably. He then realized that it was just the two of them at home and chuckled smugly.

Seeing his smile, Li Chunxiang felt flustered, knowing that she was now doomed. She knew this day would come sooner or later, but now that it was upon her, she felt even more panicked.

She watched TV, her eyes fixed on the screen, but her mind was in turmoil. Li Shan stared unabashedly at his stepmother. Her full breasts must have felt so soft and comfortable to touch, her round buttocks must have felt so good to hold, her slender waist, her pink skin—all were captivating.

The more he looked, the more unbearable it became. Suddenly, he stepped forward and hugged Li Chunxiang tightly in his arms.

Li Chunxiang was startled and struggled frantically, crying out, "Xiaoshan, don't do this! I'm your mother!"

Li Shan, while trying to silence her with his own mouth, said, "Who said you're my mother? I've never said you were my mother! Have I ever called you 'Mom'? You should just be my woman!"

He finally silenced her, and Li Chunxiang, held captive, had nowhere to escape. She tried to lean back and shake her head, but he held her down. Li Shan held her head still, forcefully kissing her soft lips. Her struggles and resistance were so weak and powerless before him. The

intense masculine scent quickly made Li Chunxiang weak all over. Knowing that struggling was useless, she could only close her eyes and let her son do as he pleased.

Li Shan didn't bother with foreplay at all. He forcefully tore open her clothes, and two full, firm breasts sprang out. The snow-white breasts were dazzling under the light, and he felt his eyes were blurred. He eagerly brought his mouth to them, sucking and biting, enjoying their softness and warmth. Li Chunxiang frowned slightly and let out a low moan.

After biting for a while, he wanted to take it a step further. He picked up the petite woman and carried her to her room. He gently placed her on the kang (a heated brick bed), hurriedly took off his pants, and his hard penis stood erect, brimming with rage.

He pulled down her pants, and she cooperated quite readily, knowing that things had come to this point and resistance was futile; only submission was possible. She would have to rely on this man from now on; he was her everything.

His eyes were immediately drawn to the dark forest of hair; it was the first time he'd seen a woman's most private parts, and it was indeed beautiful. But the burning desire within him grew stronger and stronger, making him forget to look closely. He hurriedly grasped his penis and thrust it into that crevice.

It was already soaking wet there; after all, his stepmother was a long-deprived woman, exceptionally sensitive to men, and his ministrations had already aroused her.

"Oh…" he let out a long, comfortable sigh; the warm, smooth sensation from his penis was indescribably pleasurable.

His stepmother also let out a low moan, her hands gripping the bed sheet tightly, trying to control her voice.

Driven by instinct, Li Shan thrust forcefully, the ecstatic pleasure from the friction sending waves of sensation through him, making him thrust even harder. Waves of pleasure surged through Li Chunxiang's body, her control weakening until she finally couldn't help but moan: "Ah... oh, ah..."

The soft, seductive voice excited Li Shan even more. He picked her up, made her kneel on the bed, her buttocks raised. She was already limp and powerless, letting him do as he pleased, letting him hold her buttocks and thrust into her from behind.

He grew increasingly excited and began babbling incoherently: "You slut, you deserve to be fucked! I'm going to fuck you every day, fuck you to death, you slut!"

The feeling of humiliation made her struggle violently. *Slap, slap*, Li Shan slapped her two round buttocks. "Don't move! If you move again, I'll spank your ass!" He said, and two more slaps followed, immediately leaving two bright red welts.

Li Chunxiang cried in pain, but dared not struggle anymore, knowing that when he got angry, he was capable of anything.

Li Shan chuckled twice and continued thrusting.

"Are you a slut?"

"No, no, I'm not!"

"Hmm? Looks like it didn't hurt you!" *Slap, slap*, her snow-white buttocks received two more slaps.

"Tell me! Are you a slut?!"

"No, no."

*Slap, slap*, two more slaps.

"Is it?!"

"Stop hitting me, yes, it is, waaaah..." She cried out in anguish.

"Then do you need to be fucked?!"

"..."

"Hmm?!" "Slap slap!" Two more slaps.

"I need to be fucked, please stop hitting me, I can't take it anymore! Waaaah..."

"That's right, be good, or you'll get a spanking!" He said, while continuing to thrust.

Li Chunxiang felt deeply humiliated, but found her vagina becoming increasingly sensitive, the pleasure even more intense.

"Call me brother!"

"Brother!"

"Hmm, that's a good girl, good sister, brother will take good care of you!" After saying that, he began to thrust violently. Li Chunxiang was almost dizzy from the violent thrusting, groaning sharply, no longer knowing who she was.

That night, Li Shan did it three times, not stopping until late into the night. Li Chunxiang was already exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep.

He put on his clothes and got off the kang (a heated brick bed), feeling refreshed. Looking at his sleeping stepmother, he felt content. Life's joys are nothing more than this. He sighed deeply…

[The End]

Li Shan was in class, diligently doing his exercises. The college entrance exam was just around the corner. For rural children like him, the exam was a chance to leap over the dragon gate. Once he got into university, he could escape rural life, no longer having to toil in the fields, no longer having to work under the scorching sun. Whenever he was exhausted, thinking about the college entrance exam felt like a golden road was unfolding before him, instantly giving him renewed energy and motivating him to study harder.

Just then, the teacher walked up to him, tapped his desk, and said, "Li Shan, come out here for a moment!"

He was startled, scratched his head, somewhat confused, wondering what was wrong. Since entering his senior year of high school, he hadn't caused any trouble.

Stepping out of the classroom, he paused again. His cousin was standing outside. Seeing him come out, his cousin hurriedly said, "Xiao Shan, hurry home, something happened to your dad!"

Li Shan frowned and asked, "Something happened? Is he dead?"

"Dead!" His cousin was somewhat stunned, clearly taken aback by his attitude, and answered instinctively.

"What?!" he exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock.

His cousin then realized he had let something slip, but he wasn't a liar and, somewhat flustered, said, "Um, anyway, you should go back and check on things."

Li Shan finally understood what his cousin meant and immediately panicked. His heart pounded, his limbs went weak, and he couldn't move.

Pushing his cousin's hand away, he took several deep breaths to regain his composure and said, "Let's go!" He hurriedly walked outside.

A week later, Li Shan dropped out of school. The teachers, upon hearing the news, sighed deeply, feeling both regret and pity.

Li Shan's father had been hit on the head by something at a construction site and died before reaching the hospital. When Li Shan returned home from school, he only saw his stepmother and sister weeping bitterly.

Previously, Li Shan had a falling out with his father over his stepmother's marriage. Less than a year after his biological mother's death, his father was about to marry a stepmother, which infuriated Li Shan. From then on, the two father and son glared at each other. However, he didn't make things difficult for his stepmother, who was only a few years older than him. After all, she was virtuous and beautiful, and he was even a little jealous of his father.

The 10,000 yuan compensation from the construction company was used partly for the funeral and partly to pay off debts. In the end, there was nothing left. He was the only man in the family, and he had no choice but to drop out of school. He couldn't go to school and couldn't take the college entrance examination. The golden road that was laid out in front of him was getting further and further away from him. From then on, he could only be a farmer. You can imagine how he felt.

No matter how unwilling he was, he could only submit to fate.

He was originally a scholar who only occasionally went to the fields to help out. He knew very little about farm work and had no experience. Fortunately, he was extremely intelligent. He could learn something by observing others and thinking about it carefully. Therefore, he was quite good at farm work.

It was the height of summer, the wheat was about to be harvested, followed by corn, then peanuts—the busiest time of year. Li Shan felt a pang of worry just thinking about it, but there was nothing he could do. He was now the head of the household. When his father was alive, he hadn't realized it, but now that he had lost him, he understood that his father was the pillar of the family. Without that pillar, the family would collapse. He had no choice but to hold on, no matter how hard or tiring it was, he had to grit his teeth and persevere.

He went to work in the fields, while his sister and stepmother stayed home weaving lace to earn a little money. That's how life went, day after day.

His older sister looked very much like his mother; she was incredibly beautiful, with fair skin, bright, sparkling eyes, and a gentle yet dignified demeanor. She wasn't talkative, but she was incredibly kind and considerate to Li Shan—truly a wonderful sister. His stepmother wasn't much older than her, and the two together looked more like sisters, both so beautiful and elegant.

At noon, under the blazing sun, Li Shan, carrying a hoe, his chest exposed, returned home wearily.

The family dog wagged its tail and ran over affectionately. Li Shan petted it, put down his tools, and went into the main house. The main house had three rooms: the middle one was the living room, the east room was his stepmother's, the west room was his sister Li Jing's, and he lived in the east wing.

On the kang (heated brick bed) in the east room, the mother and daughter, along with two women from the village, were knitting lace together, chatting and laughing, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Seeing Li Shan enter, his stepmother, Li Chunxiang, got off the kang and said, "Xiao Shan's back. Are you hungry? Want some food?"

Li Shan scooped up a bowl of cool water, drank it down heartily, waved his hand, and said, "Not hungry yet. I'll eat later. You go about your business, don't worry about me. I'll wash up first." His attitude was neither cold nor warm.

Li Chunxiang knew that if she continued, she would annoy him, so she nodded and said, "Alright, you wash up first and rest for a while."

The villagers were rough and unrefined, and he didn't care about the women. He took off his shirt, went shirtless, and washed himself thoroughly with the freshly pumped well water. When he got to his sister's house, he went to his own room, which faced west. The wind couldn't get into the room at all, and it was as hot as a steamer. It was passable to sleep at night, but in this heat, it was simply not a place for a human to stay.

There were a few books in the room, some textbooks and other books. He hadn't really enjoyed studying when he was in school, but now that he couldn't go anymore, he realized how fortunate he was to be able to go and started to enjoy learning. However,

he was so tired that he lay on the kang (heated brick bed), smelling its fragrance, reading a book,

and unknowingly fell asleep. Suddenly, he woke up to find Li Chunxiang nudging him. She leaned over, shaking his arm gently, and whispered, "Xiaoshan, wake up, it's time to eat!"

Still not fully awake, he sat up abruptly, only to feel his head bump into something soft. "Ah!" Li Chunxiang cried out, quickly backing away.

Li Shan was now fully awake. He saw his stepmother's fair face flushed crimson. Looking down, he saw her high, firm breasts and realized he had just touched them. Embarrassed, he touched his nose, but it seemed as if the lingering scent of her perfume still lingered. He couldn't help but recall the feeling—soft and elastic—that had melted his heart, and his penis instantly became hard.

Chunxiang, seeing this unintentionally, blushed even more, said "Let's eat," and hurriedly ran out.

This accidental encounter was like a powder keg, completely detonating the dormant desires within Li Shan, transforming him from a boy into a man.

One evening, finding the house too hot and unwilling to watch TV, he went outside alone.

His house was located by a small river, lined with many willow trees, making it quite cool. A breeze carried a refreshing dampness, which was very pleasant.

It looked like it would rain tomorrow; all the stars had disappeared, the moon was obscured, and the surroundings were unusually dark.

He was also somewhat agitated because he was thinking about his schooling. Whenever he thought about going to university, his mood soured; it was a source of pain for him. The thought of being destined to be an ordinary farmer, never achieving anything, and dying here filled him with restlessness. He was unwilling to accept this; he wanted to stand out, to live a glorious life. But reality was cruel. Without money, how could he go to school? He wanted to borrow money, but there was no way. Seeing his father's death, everyone was vying to collect debts from him; no one would lend him money! During this time, he was constantly thinking about how to make money. Farming was barely enough to make ends meet. He carefully calculated that the net profit from farming was pitifully low. At best, he would be lucky to earn five hundred yuan per mu (a Chinese unit of area, approximately 0.165 acres). No wonder all the young and middle-aged men in the village went out to the city to work as migrant workers. His own father followed the trend, but unfortunately, he was unlucky and left this family behind, causing him, a man, to suffer.

Although being a migrant worker was a way out, he was still uneasy about leaving his two women behind. Besides, migrant workers didn't earn much. Only planting and raising livestock seemed like a viable path. He had a general idea in mind, but he still needed to carefully investigate what to plant and raise.

He walked along the stream, lost in thought, and before he knew it, he had left the village. He looked up, ready to head back. Suddenly, he heard strange sounds.

"Mmm, mmm, ahh, so, so good, ahh," it sounded like a woman's voice.

He listened carefully, thought for a moment, and then realized—it was a pair of wild mandarin ducks, having sex in the open. It wasn't anything unusual.

Curiosity led him to walk cautiously towards the sound. After nearly a hundred steps, the sound became very clear. He stopped, afraid of startling the pair.

The moans, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, continued, making his penis incredibly hard; he desperately wanted to push the man away and take over.

"Ah, so good, fuck me to death! Faster, faster! Ah..."

"You little slut, so slutty, I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death, you little slut!" The voice was panting heavily.

Li Shan recognized the two women: one was Zhu Zi's wife, who lived not far from his home, and the other was the village bachelor, Bald Zhang.

Zhu Zi went to work in the city and rarely came back. His wife was somewhat attractive, with big breasts and a round butt; she was obviously a slut, so it wasn't surprising that she was having an affair. Bald Zhang wasn't bad-looking, with a strong physique. He was in his forties, and his wife had died a few years ago, so he hadn't remarried. He was usually cheerful and a good person.

He mustered his courage and moved forward cautiously, finally able to see clearly.

Two bodies were colliding violently, one bent over, leaning against a tree, the other holding onto the other's buttocks, thrusting rapidly, making smacking and slapping sounds.

"Ah, oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming!" Bald Zhang gasped. "No, no, I haven't come yet, hold on a little longer, ahh, so good!" the woman said anxiously.

Bald Zhang thrust even faster, and after a few seconds, he cried out and stopped.

The woman said resentfully, "Have you been flirting with someone again?!"

"Having you is enough for me, I don't have the energy to flirt with others. Sigh, I'm getting old, I just can't do it anymore!"

"Hmph, you men are always looking for more, never satisfied. Who knows if you're honest or not!"

Li Shan walked back quietly, the voices of the two women fading into the distance. His penis was erect and very uncomfortable.

When he got home, the mother and daughter were still watching TV. Seeing him return, they ignored him, glancing at him briefly before quickly returning their eyes to the television.

They were dressed very lightly, only in vests. Since no one was around, their fair arms were bare and smooth, clearly showing they didn't often work in the fields and hadn't been exposed to the sun.

They had no idea how tempting it was. Li Shan couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he hurried back to his room. His penis was so hard it hurt. He took off his shirt, filled a basin with water, and poured it over his head several times before he felt a little better.

Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He saw two bodies joined together, moving about, and then he thought of his stepmother's round buttocks and swollen breasts, imagining himself thrusting his penis into her. He ejaculated.

That night, he made a decision: he would get his stepmother. The stepmother had no family of her own; she was an only child, both her parents deceased, and she could only live with him, otherwise she would suffer from hunger and poverty. He had even beaten someone because this person had spoken incoherently to the stepmother. Li Shan knew martial arts; usually, two or three people couldn't possibly take him down. When it came to fighting, no one dared to say they were better than him, so he was fearless.

From then on, Li Chunxiang felt that Li Shan was always staring at her, his eyes filled with naked desire, which made her heart pound. However, she couldn't tell anyone, so she always intentionally avoided Li Shan. But her son became more and more audacious, first touching her lightly, and later, when Li Jing couldn't see, he would hold her hand, making her feel flustered and confused.

Li Shan was also extremely anxious. His stepmother was very shrewd and always hovered around Li Jing, preventing him from fully indulging himself and making him restless and itchy.

That day, he didn't get home until very late. The sky was turning blue, almost completely dark.

"Where's my sister?" he asked his stepmother, Li Chunxiang, when he entered the house and didn't see Li Jing.

She told him that Li Jing had gone to her cousin's house to keep her company because her cousin's husband had gone to work in the city, and her cousin was afraid to be alone, so she asked Li Jing to stay with her.

Li Shan angrily took off his jacket and slammed it onto a chair. His relatives, instead of helping his father after his death, took advantage of the situation and led the way to collect debts. His uncle, in particular, was the worst offender, and Li Shan beat him up. His cousin, who had been bullied by him since childhood, didn't have the courage to fight back. In the end, his uncle broke two ribs and lay on the bed for a month before finally emerging from his bed. He was like a mouse before a cat whenever he saw Li Shan. Li Shan deeply hated his uncle's family, but he maintained a semblance of peace only for the sake of his aunt.

Li Chunxiang naturally knew what he was thinking and said, "Don't be angry. Everyone makes mistakes. Since you're relatives, you should visit each other; otherwise, you'll be too lonely."

Li Shan glared at her: "What kind of bullshit relatives are you? Alright, let's eat!"

Li Chunxiang hesitated, glancing at his gloomy face, before finally saying, "Eat. You wash up first, it'll be ready soon."

After dinner, Li Shan's anger had subsided considerably, and he realized that only the two of them were home now. He chuckled smugly.

Seeing his smile, Li Chunxiang felt a pang of panic, knowing she was now doomed. She knew this day would come sooner or later, but now that it was upon her, she felt even more flustered.

She watched TV, her eyes fixed on the screen, but her mind was a jumbled mess. Li Shan stared unabashedly at his stepmother. Her full breasts must have felt so soft and comfortable to touch; her round buttocks must have felt so good to hold; her slender waist; her pink skin—all were breathtaking.

The more he looked, the more unbearable it became. He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Li Chunxiang, and pulled her into a tight embrace.

Li Chunxiang was startled and struggled frantically, crying out, "Xiaoshan, don't do this! I'm your mother!"

Li Shan covered her mouth with his own, saying, "Who said you're my mother? I've never said you're my mother! Have I ever called you 'Mom'? You should just be my woman!" He

finally managed to silence her. Li Chunxiang was trapped in his embrace, with nowhere to escape. She leaned back forcefully, shaking her head from side to side, but he still held her down. Li Shan held her head still with both hands, kissing her soft lips forcefully. Her resistance and struggles were so weak and powerless in his presence.

The intense masculine scent quickly made Li Chunxiang weak all over. Knowing that struggling was useless, she could only close her eyes and let her son do as he pleased.

Li Shan didn't care about foreplay at all. He forcefully tore open her clothes, and two full, firm breasts sprang out. The snow-white breasts were dazzling under the light. He felt his eyes were blurred. He eagerly brought his mouth to them, sucking and biting, enjoying their softness and warmth. Li Chunxiang frowned slightly and let out a low moan.

After biting for a while, he wanted to take it a step further. He picked up the petite woman and carried her to her room. He gently placed her on the kang (a heated brick bed), hurriedly took off his pants, and his hard penis stood erect and angry.

He pulled down her pants, and she cooperated quite readily, knowing that things had come to this point and resistance was futile; only submission was possible. She would have to rely on this man from now on; he was her everything.

His eyes were immediately drawn to the dark forest of hair; it was the first time he'd seen a woman's most private parts, and it was indeed beautiful. But the burning desire within him grew stronger and stronger, making him forget to look closely. He hurriedly grasped his penis and thrust it into that crevice.

It was already soaking wet there; after all, his stepmother was a long-deprived woman, exceptionally sensitive to men, and his ministrations had already aroused her.

"Oh…" he let out a long, comfortable sigh; the warm, smooth sensation from his penis was indescribably pleasurable.

His stepmother also let out a low moan, her hands gripping the bed sheet tightly, trying to control her voice.

Driven by instinct, Li Shan thrust forcefully, the ecstatic pleasure from the friction sending waves of sensation through him, making him thrust even harder. Waves of pleasure surged through Li Chunxiang's body, her control weakening until she finally couldn't help but moan: "Ah... oh, ah..."

The soft, seductive voice excited Li Shan even more. He picked her up, made her kneel on the bed, her buttocks raised. She was already limp and powerless, letting him do as he pleased, letting him hold her buttocks and thrust into her from behind.

He grew increasingly excited and began babbling incoherently: "You slut, you deserve to be fucked! I'm going to fuck you every day, fuck you to death, you slut!"

The feeling of humiliation made her struggle violently. *Slap, slap*, Li Shan slapped her two round buttocks. "Don't move! If you move again, I'll spank your ass!" He said, and two more slaps followed, immediately leaving two bright red welts.

Li Chunxiang cried in pain, but dared not struggle anymore, knowing that when he got angry, he was capable of anything.

Li Shan chuckled twice and continued thrusting.

"Are you a slut?"

"No, no, I'm not!"

"Hmm? Looks like it didn't hurt you!" *Slap, slap*, her snow-white buttocks received two more slaps.

"Tell me! Are you a slut?!"

"No, no."

*Slap, slap*, two more slaps.

"Is it?!"

"Stop hitting me, yes, it is, waaaah..." She cried out in anguish.

"Then do you need to be fucked?!"

"..."

"Hmm?!" "Slap slap!" Two more slaps.

"I need to be fucked, please stop hitting me, I can't take it anymore! Waaaah..."

"That's right, be good, or you'll get a spanking!" He said, while continuing to thrust.

Li Chunxiang felt deeply humiliated, but found her vagina becoming increasingly sensitive, the pleasure even more intense.

"Call me brother!"

"Brother!"

"Hmm, that's a good girl, good sister, brother will take good care of you!" After saying that, he began to thrust violently. Li Chunxiang was almost dizzy from the violent thrusting, groaning sharply, no longer knowing who she was.

That night, Li Shan made love three times, not stopping until late into the night. Li Chunxiang was already exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep.

He got out of bed, feeling refreshed. Looking at his sleeping stepmother, he felt completely content. "Life's pleasures are nothing more than this," he sighed, looking up at the sky…

[The End]

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