[Short Story] The Story of Niujiagou

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When Xiaoqiu was fifteen, she and her parents fled famine from Mianyang, Sichuan to Niujiagou. Less than a year later, her father contracted a strange hemoptysis and died mysteriously one night. Her father's death was extremely irresponsible; not only did he abandon his widow and daughter, but he also left behind a mountain of unresolved debts. Less than a year later, Xiaoqiu's mother also irresponsibly passed away.
That year, it was the wife of Tian Jiagui, the militia company commander, who took pity on her and took her in. From then on, Xiaoqiu spent her days in loneliness and the desolation of living under someone else's roof. Especially at night, she was often awakened by strange noises—the wind, the rain, the rats gnawing on objects—all of which made her uneasy and unable to sleep. She longed for someone to care for her, to talk to her… and then Tian Jiagui visited her once. That one visit determined her fate. Xiao Qiu couldn't remember the exact day, but she could never forget that night. That night was like a blank sheet of paper with a hole poked in it, leaving only fragmented memories.
Xiao Qiu only remembered that it was the sixth or seventh day after Tian Jiagui's wife had miscarried and returned to her parents' home. There seemed to be no moon; the house and the surroundings were equally dark and silent, a silence filled with various sounds and faces. She was afraid. Just as she was extremely tense, a rough, pungent breath hit her face, and then a pair of large hands.
"Who?" she screamed, her soul trembling.
"Don't be afraid, it's me. I'll stay with you."
It was Tian Jiagui. A sense of security crept in, and Xiao Qiu was moved, she cried.
After crying, she felt something was wrong. Those hands were wrong. He touched her, touched places he shouldn't have touched. She knew he wasn't there to comfort her, but to take her. She didn't need him, yet she was powerless to refuse him. She instinctively shrank back, feeling Tian Jiagui slip naked into her bed, something hard pressing against her.
Xiao Qiu said, "Get out, I'm scared." He said, "Don't be scared." As he spoke, he pulled her tightly into his arms, his iron-like arms almost suffocating her. Her body stiffened, and she became numb, like a wooden statue. He began to undress her, greedily feasting on her plump, tender flesh. His hands went straight for her high, virgin breasts, and he bent down, taking her rosy nipple into his mouth and sucking... Gradually, she softened under his touch, momentarily mistaking him for a nursing child. She said, "You're so big and still nursing, how shameful!" He laughed, and unconsciously increased the pressure, sucking harder. The moment he took Xiao Qiu's breast into his mouth, an unprecedented pleasure surged within her, incredibly comfortable. After sucking for a while, Tian Jiagui moved his hand down, lifting Xiao Qiu's long, beautiful legs and kissing her genitals. This sent a shiver through her, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably. Seeing this, he knew the time was right. He parted Xiao Qiu's legs, grasped his thick penis, and thrust it into her entrance. Xiao Qiu cried out in alarm, "No! No! I'm scared..." He quickly covered her mouth, saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll be very gentle." He straightened his back and slowly inserted his member into Xiao Qiu's vagina, moving it gently. But Xiao Qiu was a virgin, and her vagina was very tight. After several thrusts, it was only halfway in. Xiao You panicked and pushed hard, "whoosh..." it
was all the way in. Xiao Qiu cried out and fainted, her virginity broken... Xiao Qiu's later memories couldn't connect with the scene. She accepted his intrusion amidst confusion and resistance. When he inserted his hard organ into her vagina, her mind shattered into a blur. She couldn't remember any sensations, and for many nights afterward, she felt nothing. Even after her wife stormed out and kicked her out of the house to become Yang Erzi's wife, she still didn't understand what was happening. She didn't even know if her daughter—Xiao Yu—was Erzi's or Tian Jiagui's. She felt guilty towards Erzi, Tian Jiagui, and especially Xiao Yu.
She believed in fate and never told Xiaoyu about this history, not wanting to leave her with a painful memory. She buried that night of her downfall deep in her heart.
Time flies, and more than ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
Yang Erzi died when Xiaoyu was fifteen. He died suddenly and inexplicably; the strong, ox-like man was gone just like that. Erzi's death filled the village with fear. Was a demon appearing in the village? Was disaster about to strike? Spring came, and sixteen-year-old Xiaoyu seemed remarkably mature. Although her face still held a childlike innocence, her inner self had already surpassed what one would expect. Everyone in the village loved her, saying that Xiaoyu was even more beautiful than her mother had been at that age. In fact, Xiaoyu was indeed different from ordinary mountain girls. She had delicate skin, was as fresh as a scallion, and possessed the fullness of mountain girls, but without their roughness. Her eyebrows and eyes were also extremely beautiful, delicate and large, a beauty that other girls could not possess. Every man in the village who saw her couldn't help but glance at her, at her not-yet-fully-developed breasts and already rounded buttocks. Back home, lying on their small earthen beds, they couldn't help but entertain wicked thoughts.
That day, Xiaoyu couldn't sleep. She heard a sound. A sound both real and indistinct, both near and far. Xiaoyu heard it when she was woken up by the urge to urinate, half-asleep. By then, the sound had grown quite loud. Standing outside the east room, she heard her mother let out a long groan. She shuddered, and a stream of warm urine flowed down her legs—"Damn, I've been thinking about this for so many years, and Erzi never got to enjoy it. It's mine again." The man's voice was rough.
"It's all my bad luck," her mother said softly. "Be gentle, be gentle, don't be so rough, the children in the other room will hear.
" "Damn, what am I afraid of? In Niujiagou, who am I afraid of? Who's protecting us here?"
"Shh, I'm scared... Xiaoyu's grown up... Oh, it feels so good, deeper, deeper..." Xiaoyu crouched down and quietly went to the window. Peeking inside, a scene she'd never seen before leaped into her beautiful eyes. Two pale, white bodies were entwined, making love... A man and her mother were naked. The man had his mother's legs on his shoulders, thrusting his hips forcefully into her. Though he was sweating profusely and panting, he continued to move. His mother's breasts trembled rhythmically with each thrust, and she seemed to be muttering something, a mixture of pain and pleasure.
After dozens of thrusts, the man got up and caressed his mother's breasts. A moment later, his mother sat up, pushed the man down onto the bed, and said with a seductive smile, "You must be tired. Now lie down and enjoy yourself. I'll serve you." The man lay obediently on the bed. In the darkness, his erect penis was still vaguely visible, hard and thick, like an iron rod.
Xiaoyu, a virgin who had never experienced the world, felt a surge of heat rise within her body at this sight, making her extremely uncomfortable. Involuntarily, she reached into her vagina and gently stroked her clitoris, her gaze still fixed on the room.
She saw her mother spread her legs and straddle the man, grasping his penis and rubbing it against her dark, fleshy opening. After a while, she aimed the penis at her vulva and suddenly sat down. With a "plop," the long, dark penis was buried. Her mother let out a "woo," presumably because it had reached her G-spot.
Seeing that her mother was seated, the man lifted his hips and thrust upwards. Her mother swayed her body, gripping her nipples and pulling them outwards. She seemed to be trying to suppress her moans so Xiaoyu wouldn't hear, but the "mmm" sounds only added to the stimulation.
What Xiaoyu witnessed made her, a naive young girl, suddenly mature. Although she had never experienced this kind of intercourse before, she was burning with desire and felt extremely uncomfortable.
Just as Xiaoyu began to feel a fluid, unlike urine, flowing from her genitals, her legs began to weaken. While the two inside continued their passionate lovemaking, she struggled back to her room and collapsed onto the bed. Her mother and the man's every move replayed before her eyes like a movie… Summer, a season that always stirs up restlessness. Having shed her heavy winter clothes, Xiaoyu's mature body was even more captivating. Her prominent breasts sparked endless fantasies, her slender waist exuded charm, and her round, upturned buttocks made men's blood boil.
Ever since Xiaoyu accidentally witnessed her mother's scandalous affair, she had been tossing and turning at night, unable to sleep. Gradually, she began masturbating, and found it increasingly enjoyable. Tonight, she was sleepless again. A restless aura made her unconsciously reach for her full breasts once more. The moment she touched them, a surge of heat welled up within her. She simply removed her only remaining garment, a thin undershirt… In the dim moonlight, it was a truly breathtaking sight: her breasts, as white as snow, soft and smooth, high and full, with a pair of pink nipples set in vividly, a deep cleavage, brimming with endless spring tide… The heart of Ma Pingchuan was greasy and glistening. Below it was a slightly raised hill covered with yellowish, shiny hair. A cute little labia parted slightly, revealing a small, agate-like clitoris. Strands of love fluid slowly seeped from the vulva. Delicate hands rubbed the glistening clitoris, her beautiful legs danced, her slender waist twisted, and the bed was quickly soaked… A few days later, something Xiaoyu never expected happened. After settling her younger brother Xiaobao, her mother came to her room and expressed her desire to remarry. Tears streaming down her face, her mother told Xiaoyu about her past. Since her father's death, the burden of life had fallen on her mother's shoulders. To survive, her mother had to endure humiliation and hardship, constantly being insulted by Tian Jiagui, the former militia leader and now the village head. Besides, the family really needed a man; it was better to find a good family to remarry while she was still young. Xiaoyu was a stubborn child. She immediately disagreed, her attitude resolute. She believed that if her mother wanted to remarry, she might as well marry herself off sooner. Seeing Xiaoyu's determination, her mother knew further persuasion was useless. She cried for a day and a night, finally steeling herself and saying to Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, I'll do whatever you want, as long as you understand my feelings..." The man Xiaoyu wanted to marry was her childhood playmate, Xiaozhuzi. They had been childhood sweethearts, even kissing while playing house. Xiaoyu had always believed that since they had kissed, she belonged to him. However, her mother, influenced by Village Chief Tian, wanted to marry her off to the Wang family. The reasoning was that the Wang family was relatively wealthy in the village. Although the Wang brothers, Wang Xiaofu and Wang Xiaobao, were much older than Xiaoyu, they would be more caring. Xiaozhuzi's family wasn't much worse off than theirs, and she was worried Xiaoyu would suffer in the future. Xiaoyu thought, "Isn't my marriage all for the sake of my family's well-being?" So, she gritted her teeth and agreed to the marriage.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhuzi rushed to Xiaoyu's house like the wind. When he saw her, he noticed something was wrong. She didn't give him her familiar sweet smile or a stolen kiss; she kept her head down, and he realized she was avoiding him. He concluded it was related to that damned marriage. So, he stood in front of her, forcing her to face him—"Are you really going to marry into the Wang family?"
Speechless…—"That's a heated kang bed, are you going to jump in?"
Still speechless…—"I don't believe you'd be so foolish."
A tear fell…—"Wang Xiaofu could be your father—"—I married Wang Xiaobao—but he's more than ten years older than you—"—I don't know, I really don't know." Xiao Zhuzi really wanted to slap her awake. He raised his hand and suddenly saw her beautiful, blinking eyes brimming with tears, so clear and bright. He raised his hand in the air, like a flag, and said, "Go. I hope you'll never regret it." Xiaoyu walked out of his sight step by step, and only then did he realize his face was covered in bitter tears.
Xiaoyu had no idea that this marriage was a complete scam. This scam continued until the wedding procession brought her to the Wang family home. The young girl's shyness had kept her from looking up at the groom until she entered the Wang family compound. Curiosity finally made her raise her beautiful eyes to look around. That's when she saw Tian Jiagui, not only the village head but also Wang Xiaobao's uncle. He looked exceptionally energetic today, as he was the one who orchestrated the marriage. Standing beside him was Wang Xiaofu, wearing a large red flower on his chest. Xiaoyu was stunned. Where was Wang Xiaobao?
He was nowhere to be seen. Xiaoyu realized she had been deceived. She turned away, but Village Head Tian rushed in front of her, speaking in a low but authoritative voice, "Do you want your mother to be unable to hold her head high in the village for the rest of her life because of you? Besides, aren't the eldest and second eldest sons both strong men? Why are you choosing?" Xiaoyu glared at Tian Jiagui resentfully, but still entered the Wang family home.
After the wedding ceremony, the banquet began. Only then did Xiaoyu notice Wang Xiaobao had returned, his face flushed with alcohol. Everyone was making fun of the bride and groom, teasing him: "Wang Xiaofu, your wife is so inexperienced!" "Can you ride? If not, I'll teach you!" He then straddled her with his legs spread wide. Chen Qianzui was the most vocal in this jeering. Xiaoyu felt disgusted and wanted to leave, but suddenly Wang Xiaobao staggered over to Chen Qianzui and said, "I'll drink one bowl, you drink one bowl. If you don't, you're a son of a bitch. Bark three times like a dog!" Seeing this, Chen Qianzui stared at Wang Xiaobao, seeing his two bloodshot eyes gleaming with malice. He said, "I am a son of a bitch, I'll bark like a dog!" Everyone cheered.
That day, Wang Xiaobao was very drunk. Xiaoyu wanted to give him something to drink, but he stared at her intently and said, "You're my sister-in-law... no, no, I won't call you sister-in-law, damn it!"
Wang Xiaofu was getting married… Wang Xiaobao was drunk… Xiaoyu was lost in a fog… The guests gradually dispersed, but the red candles in the room still flickered. Xiaoyu felt as if her bones had fallen apart, utterly powerless. She just sat there on the kang (heated brick bed), leaning against the wall, staring motionlessly at the mirror, on which was pasted a bright red double happiness character… "Go to bed now," Wang Xiaofu said. He moved toward Xiaoyu while unbuttoning his clothes. Xiaoyu couldn't escape. She wanted to say she was looking for her mother, but before she could utter the words, she was completely pinned down by the man who was more than twenty years her senior. She could only see the dilapidated ceiling silently watching them. She found Wang Xiaofu's movements as he undressed clumsy and ridiculous. He could never unbutton the last button, so he had to bite it open. She couldn't tell whether he spat out the last button or swallowed it; her mind was completely blank.
Wang Xiaofu had been a bachelor for decades, never dreaming that such a beautiful young girl would be lying beneath him, and that he could do whatever he wanted with her. Seeing Xiaoyu's snow-white breasts, like pink peaches, rising and falling, her areolas glowing a seductive red in the candlelight, he was flushed with excitement. He impatiently removed his extra clothes and thrust his engorged member into her. Wang Xiaofu vigorously kneaded Xiaoyu's newly developed breasts, as if trying to make up for decades of loss. He panted heavily, forcefully spreading her tender, bamboo-like legs, frantically searching for the right place with his burning penis. But Xiaoyu's virgin entrance was too tight; before he could even penetrate her, he ejaculated profusely.
Xiaoyu stared blankly at Wang Xiaofu, like a bystander. Wang Xiaofu, flustered and panting heavily, trembled a few times as if in a spasm before collapsing softly onto her body.
Wang Xiaofu was unwilling to accept the fall. He forgot that he had injured his back when he was a child by a piece of wood falling from the forest farm. The doctor had warned him that it would be best to have less sexual activity when he got married, otherwise... The doctor did not say what the consequences were after "otherwise". He placed his soft penis between Xiaoyu's breasts, pushing her breasts towards it with both hands. Soon, his penis hardened again from the stimulation, and he quickly thrust it into Xiaoyu's tightly closed vulva. Ah! Xiaoyu felt a tremendous pain filling her, tearing her body apart. She wanted to get rid of him, but she was powerless. The thing that made her dizzy with pain was still desperately pushing in and out... Slowly, Xiaoyu began to feel less pain. Slowly, Xiaoyu began to like the feeling of that thing rubbing against her body. Slowly, Xiaoyu began to sway her full, beautiful buttocks, cooperating with the thrusting of that thick penis. Wang Xiaofu gripped her breasts tightly with both hands, his face contorted with rage, his lower body thrusting relentlessly. After a while, he gradually felt overwhelmed, only able to let Xiaoyu sway her breasts and buttocks, without any power to fight back. The doctor's "otherwise"
was now revealed.
Xiaoyu was having a great time when she suddenly felt something was off. Just moments ago she had been as vigorous as a bull, seemingly frantically pounding herself, but now she was limp and powerless, like a piece of cotton. It was as if a good show had been abruptly cut short, leaving her frustrated and frustrated. Wang Xiaofu's incompetence completely extinguished her initial enthusiasm, and soon, her disappointment turned into resentment.
"How annoying," she said.
"With your abilities, you dare to compete with others for a woman?" she said.
Xiaoyu wanted to say a few more sarcastic things to him, but seeing his silent, limp, and exhausted appearance, she gave him a disdainful look and turned away… Since his marriage, Wang Xiaofu seemed to have changed completely. Not only was he incapable in bed, but he also seemed unable to work during the day. He spoke less, his face lost its luster day by day, and his eyes became thin and bony,
making him look increasingly old and frail. Xiaoyu, however, sensed a strange light shining in Wang Xiaobao's eyes. One day, she overheard the brothers' conversation: "Brother, Xiaoyu is still young. You have to cherish her and not let her be heartbroken."
Xiaobao was more educated than his brother, and his words always sounded more refined.
"Xiaobao, I know my own affairs; it's none of your business."
Xiaoyu heard Xiaofu's loud voice, but deep down he was weak.
"I'll interfere, though. You married my wife, so I'll interfere," Xiaobao said.
A moment of silence followed, and Xiaoyu silently walked away… During what seemed like a peaceful period, everyone's hearts were far from calm; the unexpected had finally occurred.
That day was very hot. The women of Niujiagou always wore crescent-shaped vests at this time of year. These vests were low-cut, inadvertently revealing a small cleavage and half a breast. Xiaoyu was wearing this very vest that had brought her misfortune while hoeing the field. Xiaohu had only worked for a short while before getting tired and going home to rest. Only Xiaoyu and Xiaobao remained quietly hoeing in the field. Apart from the dense woods, there wasn't a soul in sight. At midday, the sun was even more scorching; the sky was cloudless, and the air felt like it had been scorched.
"Let's take a break," Xiaobao said.
"Let's rest," Xiaoyu said.
Sitting in the cool shade of a tree, Xiaoyu noticed that Xiaobao's gaze was fixed intently on her chest, like a raging fire, overwhelming her. Xiaoyu felt breathless and quickly made an excuse to leave. She went deep into the woods, making sure Xiaobao couldn't see her, and then loosened her trousers to relieve herself. She had no idea that Xiaobao had been crouching and following her the whole time. As she was half-pulling her trousers up, she felt someone pounce on her, like an eagle, knocking her to the ground… Xiaobao grabbed Xiaoyu's hand like he was catching a chick.
"What are you doing?" Xiaoyu asked, extremely surprised.
"Xiaoyu.
" "Let go." She called out—"Xiaoyu." He said.
He only said "Xiaoyu," and after calling her name twice, he pressed her heavily to the ground. Xiaobao felt the contact of her breasts, which had become even fuller after marriage, and it was precisely this fullness that made Xiaobao unable to control his lustful desires. Before Xiaoyu could figure out what was happening, he pinned her down in the bushes. All Xiaoyu saw was a ball of fire and a piece of iron.
"I'm your sister-in-law!" Xiaoyu stammered. "Xiaoyu." He only called her Xiaoyu.
In his eyes, there was only Xiaoyu, no sister-in-law. Although his actions were rough, his eyes were so gentle that Xiaoyu was involuntarily melted... Their lips met, their tongues intertwined, and one of his large hands slipped inside Xiaoyu's crescent-shaped vest. The moment it touched her nipple, Xiaoyu trembled. Xiaobao twisted and squeezed, giving Xiaoyu a pleasure she hadn't experienced in a long time. Her hands, which had been pushing Xiaobao away, unconsciously reached out to embrace him. A wave of pleasure flowed through her body, and her previously stiff body immediately became soft and hot. Xiaobao had never seen such a beautiful female body since he was born. He stripped her naked in an instant, revealing her fair and delicate body, her breasts high and firm, her buttocks full and her legs shapely. He parted her beautiful legs, and between her thighs, there was already a pool of lustful fluid. Xiaobao couldn't help but feel a surge of heat rush to his head. His large hands kneaded her full and smooth breasts, and his tongue roamed all over Xiaoyu's body, sometimes kissing, sometimes sucking, and then he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. Xiaoyu began to moan and groan, which further aroused Xiaobao's lust. He lowered his head and brought his mouth to her high, plump, purplish, tight, and irresistible vulva, teasing her with his tongue. Her snow-white, round legs clamped around his slightly distorted face, creating a comical scene. Some of her juices mingled with her sweat on his face.
"No...no...like this..." Xiaoyu mumbled, unsure whether she wanted him to hurry up or not.
Xiaobao didn't care. His jade stem was already erect and powerful. After soothing her for a while and seeing that she was thirsty and itchy, he lifted her legs, exposing her beautiful vulva. He grasped his penis and thrust it straight into her tender opening with fierce force, like a tiger. He penetrated more than halfway in one go. Xiaoyu hadn't been touched for a while and couldn't withstand such a rough and forceful thrust. She cried out, "Ah!" and be gentle, be gentle.
Seeing her wince and cry out in pain, and noticing her arms flailing and her buttocks swaying wildly, Xiao Bao clearly felt a pang of pity. It's a common male trait to be gentle and considerate, so he slowed down, moving slowly and softly, thrusting gently and lightly. Before long, Xiao Yu was in ecstasy, overwhelmed with pleasure. Now, Xiao Yu was beginning to experience the joy of sex. She wrapped her arms around Xiao Bao's neck and began to moan softly, like accompaniment to his movements… Little did Xiao Bao know that… Although Fu and Xiao Bao were born of the same parents, their bodies were quite different. Xiao Bao's penis was thick and long, and Xiao Yu felt her vagina swell and tighten. At first, she tried her best to accommodate him, thrusting repeatedly, her juices flowing freely, moaning and groaning. After about a hundred thrusts, he felt it grow even larger, making Xiao Yu's flower heart burn with intense heat and unbearable itching. A gush of heat spurted out, and her whole body went limp. Xiao Bao felt his head burning and itching unbearably, and he trembled a few times as if he had been electrocuted, before collapsing onto her.
After Wang Xiao Bao climbed off her, Xiao Yu felt as if she had just had a dream, a shattered dream amidst the sunlight and branches. Xiao Bao had made her an unfaithful woman, and an unfaithful woman could never walk with her head held high in Niujiagou. Therefore, although the pleasure had not completely subsided, Xiao Yu began to resent Wang Xiao Bao. Women, sometimes, are just like that—inexplicable and contradictory.
—"You do it, you do it, do it again!"
"You'll kill me for your brother to see," she said.
"You messed with your brother's wife," she said.
"You've disgraced me, you beast," she said.
Little Leopard didn't speak. He stood there, fastening his belt with trembling hands. All the words he had just vented on Xiaoyu were now out of his mind.
Ever since that incident in the woods, Xiaoyu was no longer afraid of Little Leopard, even though his gaze still burned like fire, even though she always felt weak from the heat. She was no longer afraid; she even somewhat liked that fiery, masculine gaze.
That day, when Little Leopard returned home, Xiaoyu was feeding the chickens in the yard. A rooster pounced on a hen's back, and the hen squawked loudly. Xiaoyu was staring intently, completely unaware that Little Leopard had come up behind her. She was startled by Little Leopard because his eyes were fixed on her when he grabbed her hand. She knew that look well; if he kept that look, he would do something foolish. Sometimes she hoped he would do something foolish, but when he actually did, she couldn't help but feel a little scared. After a moment's hesitation, she wanted to run away, but Xiao Bao had plenty of strength. With just a gentle pull, Xiao Yu was pulled into his arms. Xiao Yu felt his movements were both rough and powerful, and she was attracted by this powerful aura. She wanted to be close to him but also wanted to escape. This half-hearted resistance only aroused Xiao Bao, making him even more lustful.
"You're crazy, still doing this?" she said.
"I am crazy," he said.
"It's daytime," she said.
"Just the two of us," he said.
"Let go, let go in broad daylight." She began to lower her voice.
Little Leopard wouldn't let go, because regardless of day or night, whether it was Xiaoyu or his sister-in-law, he needed her. All struggles were futile at this point. Little Leopard scooped up Xiaoyu, carried her into the house, and laid her on the kang (heated brick bed). He peeled her open like a scallion. Xiaoyu stopped resisting; she reached out to undo Little Leopard's belt. When she saw his genitals, she couldn't resist kissing them. Little Leopard felt her hair brushing against his inner thigh, her tongue lightly licking his glans. He simply pulled her chin open and inserted his penis into her mouth. The warmth of her body inside her mouth... She thrust her penis straight at Xiao Bao's head, taking it into her mouth and sucking on it. She would occasionally tease the tip of his penis with the tip of her tongue. His entire penis was covered in saliva and became wet. Infinite pleasure surged through Xiao Bao's heart. He held Xiao Yu's tender vulva with one hand, playing with her clitoris, and cupped her breasts with the other, pinching and gently twisting her nipples. He felt every pore on his body open up and swell. He roughly pulled her buttocks over, making her round, snow-white buttocks face him, and thrust into her directly from behind.
Xiaoyu's love juices dripped from her peach blossom cave, flowing down her jade legs. Her body twisted like a snake, repeatedly flinging the penis out and then quickly thrusting it back in. While Xiaobao thrust rapidly, he also bent down and vigorously kneaded and twisted her full, firm, and alluring breasts. He felt it wasn't enough. In his heart, only by pressing the woman down beneath him and watching her moan with pleasure could he truly possess her. So he turned Xiaoyu's white body over and laid her flat on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed). Xiaoyu's vulva was already soaked with fluid; her sparse pubic hair was drenched and clung to her flesh. Spreading her legs, he saw the inside flowing with fluid like a stream, the tender, red flesh slippery and irresistible. He aimed at her vulva again, grasped his penis, and thrust in with all his might. The two then engaged in another passionate, tumultuous battle… Xiaoyu lay there, shutting out all other sounds, leaving only one. Her body opened, stretched, and curled, half for Xiaobao, half for herself. She was finally pushed to the peak of excitement and pleasure, experiencing for the first time the magnificence of a man and the ultimate pleasure he gave her. She was crushed by him, shattered into powder and scattered everywhere. She seemed to cease to exist.
—Beast!
Xiaoyu sensed something was wrong. But it was too late when Xiaoyu realized what was happening. Wang Xiaobao grunted and rolled off her. At the same time, Xiaoyu saw a pair of resentful eyes and a wooden stick as thick as a bowl.
"This has nothing to do with her," Xiaobao said.
"I forced her," he said. "
I'm sorry," he said.
"Do what you want with me."
Wang Xiaobao spoke so much to his brother with an air of nonchalance. Only then did Xiaoyu come to her senses. She saw the wooden stick, raised in mid-air, ultimately not fall. She realized that both of them were still naked. "She's your sister-in-law," Wang Xiaofu said. "You're my brother! Humph, brother? What brother? You're all beasts, all beasts..." Xiaofu said, throwing down the stick and rushing out of the house. Xiaobao wanted to go and hug the frightened Xiaoyu, who was hiding against the wall, but he was held back by his brother's words and didn't move.
Xiao Fu didn't return home until that night. The next day, someone found him in the stream by the village, but he could no longer hear Xiao Yu's cries, no matter how heart-wrenching they were; he would never hear them again… Xiao Bao also disappeared without a trace from that day on, like a leaf blown away silently by the wind. Several villagers remembered Xiao Yu's father, and many wondered if the mother and daughter were cursed by the White Tiger Star, bringing misfortune to male offspring. A few days later, Sun, a well-known sorceress from several surrounding villages, came to perform a ritual.
"Come in," Sun said sternly.
Inside the room was a group of people, including Xiao Bao's father, Tian Jiagui, and several respected figures in the village; all except Sun were men.
"You are the White Tiger Star," Sun said.
"I am not," Xiao Yu said.
"Take it off," Sun said seriously.
"Then we need to see if you are or not," Sun said.
"Then take it off; it's better if you're not," Tian Jiagui added.
"Take it off," all eyes echoed.
She could see every pair of eyes demanding she take it off—in broad daylight, to expose her genitals in front of everyone, and one of the men had even taken off her mother's pants before. No, she wouldn't take it off.
"You absolutely have to," Granny Sun's tone grew even harsher.
Xiaoyu knew she couldn't escape this ordeal. Surprisingly, she raised her head like a proud princess. Slowly, she unbuckled her belt and pulled down her trousers. She scanned everyone's faces with a strange look. As the trousers fell down, her pale white underwear, covering her snow-white bottom, was revealed. She slowly pulled down the underwear. She saw Xiaobao's father's face flush. Turning away, she saw Tian Jiagui—the man who had pulled down her mother's pants—his eyes gleaming, oblivious to the drool dripping from his mouth. She saw some of the elders' faces turn red, others pale, veins bulging on their necks. A barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips. She pulled the underwear down to her knees. The room was deathly silent, save for the rapid breathing…—It really was. She heard it from Granny Sun.
Xiaoyu was also puzzled. She had never had much hair growing there; the few sparse ones were thin and yellowish. Could this be a sign of bad luck, a sign of being a widow? Did this mean she was the one who killed Wang Xiaofu? She asked herself the question, but no one answered her. She began to drift off, her mind blank. Even as she was being placed in the pig cage, she was still wondering why… Yes, even in death she would never understand…

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