Factory beauties and men

1960 was a year of terror for the Chinese people, and the protagonist of this article was born in that era of famine.

Born in 1960, Chen Fuxiu enjoyed a level of luck that most people at the time lacked. Her father was a low-level cadre in a state-owned grain store, a job that everyone envied, especially in a grain store… With such good conditions, shouldn't he have found a beautiful woman? You'd be wrong. He didn't find any beautiful women, because the standards for choosing a spouse were different then. He found a woman, and what did she do?

The answer, however, seemed like a perfect match to people at the time. The reason for this seemingly perfect match was that she worked as a butcher in a state-owned factory. In those years, these two jobs were practically the perfect pairing. Their union was also perfect.

1960—a year of famine.

It could be said that Chen Fuxiu grew up in a honey pot, but 1960 was undoubtedly a year of famine.

In 1980, Chen Fuxiu became an accountant at a factory, a very good job at the time. People said, "Look at her! She's destined for a life of luxury!" With such good conditions,

it's no surprise that many men pursued her. Of course! At that time, five men in her factory were simultaneously pursuing her. The story I'm telling is fictional, so the names I use in this fictional tale are nicknames or descriptive terms for their appearances.

Among these men, one is called "Butcher," one "Flour Jar," one "Vinegar Jar," and the other two are "Grocery Storeman" and "Dawn." The story begins with them.

These men truly lived up to their names; their names reflected their appearances. I can assure you of this. You can use your imagination to your advantage; when your imagined targets no longer resemble humans, they will almost perfectly match the appearances of the characters in my story.

Chen Fuxiu, as I've introduced her to you, came from a well-off family, so she was quite beautiful. Calling her the factory's "flower" wasn't an exaggeration, though 60% of that title stemmed from her family's wealth.

Among her many suitors, Li Ming was undoubtedly a handsome man, evident from my descriptions of several of them and even their names.

Chen Fuxiu was also a clever woman, as can be seen from her work.

As the factory's "flower," she was constantly surrounded by men, all eager to seduce her. Under this constant male attention, she became very curious about men.

Li Ming frequently appeared in her life; the young man was quite good-looking, and the two quickly became involved.

1982 was a good year, because Li Ming and our factory's "flower" got married.

Also in 1982, this was a painful year for some. They lost their purpose in life, and for the first time ever, they gathered together—the butcher, the flour jar worker, the vinegar jar worker, and the grocer mentioned above.

At Chen Fuxiu's house, the day was truly spectacular. The Chen family held a grand banquet, and the two elders were overjoyed to see their daughter find a good husband. "

Where's the bride? Come out quickly!

We want to see the bride! We want to see the bride!" the guests shouted.

Urged on by the crowd, the bride finally arrived. Chen Fuxiu looked stunning today, her bright red dress highlighting her fair skin, especially her voluptuous figure. The men among the guests swallowed hard.

Outside the factory, at the flour jar worker's house, the table was also laden with food and wine. Seated were the butcher, the flour jar worker, the vinegar jar worker, and the grocer. Judging from their liver-colored faces, they had already drunk quite a bit.

Suddenly, the Flour Jar started crying, followed by the Butcher, the Vinegar Jar, and the Grocery Storekeeper. The scene was truly... just imagine what these men looked like! I already said they lived up to their names, and I repeatedly emphasized that you should use your imaginations.

When these men started crying, it was truly a cacophony of wailing and howling. The heavens and earth seemed to change color, the sun and moon lost their light.

Chen Fuxiu, who was toasting with Li Ming, suddenly felt a pang of unease, a strange tremor in his heart. "

What's wrong?" Li Ming looked at his wife with concern. "

My wife seems a little off today." Looking at the sky, oh dear! It was sunny just now, now it's overcast. What kind of weather is this? "

Nothing, I'm just a little tired!" Chen Fuxiu concealed an indescribable emotion.

Now, back to the Flour Jar family, those grown men really put in their all, crying as if they were going to die. As the saying goes: extremes meet.

The group finally managed to stop, and strangely enough, the moment they stopped, the sun immediately peeked out from behind the clouds, and the sky brightened again.

"Gentlemen!" the butcher stood up, holding a large bowl. "

We're all hopeless romantics waiting for Chen Fuxiu. Now, our hope, our beloved, she's married!" At this point, a grimace appeared on their faces.

"But!" the butcher shouted.

Seeing their gazes return to him, he said, "But we can't go on like this. We must pull ourselves together!"

"Yes!" the butcher agreed. The general store owner also stood up.

"Yes, brothers, you're right." Vinegar Jar also stood up, his body swaying, and Flour Jar stood up to support him. "

The reason we didn't succeed is mainly because we…we…" Vinegar Jar repeated "we" several times.

"Too ugly!" The group glared at each other, then shouted simultaneously, almost roaring.

"Hahahaha!" came a hearty laugh. "

I've decided, I'm leaving this factory!" "What are you going to do after you leave?" asked the noodle

jar. The others tilted their heads and looked at the butcher.

"I'm not good at anything else, but I'm good at butchering pigs," the butcher said shyly. "That's what my father said." "

Okay! I'm quitting too," said the vinegar jar. "

Then what will you do?"

"Me? Well! I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me. I just love dealing with oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

I'm going to open a small shop." Then the remaining two, the noodle jar and the general store owner, also said they were quitting, and they all expressed their determination to make a name for themselves.

Everyone drank the wine in their bowls, and the banquet ended.

They were done, and Chen Fuxiu's side was almost done too.

That night, in their new room.

Fuxiu. Liming gently squeezed his wife's hand.

"Hmm?" Chen Fuxiu answered softly, letting her husband massage her small hand. Strangely enough, she had let him massage her hand before when they were dating.

They had even tried things further, but now, just his gentle caresses filled her with excitement.

Dawn saw the blush rising on his wife's face, making her incredibly alluring.

Her rosy cheeks were so tempting, and as he acted on his thoughts, his lips landed on hers.

Chen Fuxiu felt a masculine scent waft towards her, which immediately became her aphrodisiac, making her respond passionately to her husband.

In this kind of situation, both men and women were very coordinated, so soon, the gentle movements began to turn wild, and the two began to tear at each other's clothes, their breaths mingling.

"Fuxiu, your breasts are so cute!" Li Ming finally saw his beloved's naked body, and the sight before him made him feel dizzy.

The half-naked woman before him was the woman he had been searching for for two years. Her full breasts gleamed alluringly in the dim light of the new room, her pink nipples standing erect and adorable.

Her fair abdomen, and the mysterious place between her legs, filled this inexperienced man with immense novelty and temptation.

Women mature earlier than men, and Chen Fuxiu, with her mature body, had long yearned for male caresses, but her lover only looked—this was not enough.

"Ming-ge…" Chen Fuxiu called her husband's name sweetly, actively moving her body forward.

The half-naked body slowly moved towards him, her pink breasts trembling slightly, the alluring nipples almost blinding Li Ming. Her bright red wedding dress was half-open, revealing glimpses of her fair belly, which further aroused him. He pounced on her.

At that time, sex education was practically nonexistent before the age of 20. Erotic novels were mostly handwritten copies, and their distribution was extremely difficult.

Coupled with parents' tendency to avoid discussing such matters, Li Ming was practically a blank slate in this regard. Seeing Chen Fuxiu's breasts made his lower body throb. "

Brother Ming…" Chen Fuxiu's entire right breast was in Li Ming's grasp. It was the young man's first time seeing a woman's breasts, and he was incredibly excited. His hands pinched and twisted the snow-white mound, while his mouth was busy sucking on the other.

Chen Fuxiu's nipple slid between his lips, causing her both pain and discomfort, yet the more he massaged it, the more swollen it became, and his lower body grew increasingly wet.

"Brother Ming…" Chen Fuxiu placed her hand on Li Ming's hand. Chen Fuxiu was too embarrassed to admit that her lower body was itchy, so she simply placed her husband's hand on her buttocks. Ah! This was another treasure for Li Ming! He quickly pulled down Chen Fuxiu's pants.

When Chen Fuxiu's pale thighs were exposed, looking at the area covered by her pale white panties, Li Ming felt all the blood rush to his head, his face turning as red as Guan Yu's.

Seeing her husband's flushed face and his eyes fixed on her crotch, Chen Fuxiu shyly closed her legs slightly. This small movement strongly stimulated Li Ming's fragile nerves, and he firmly parted his wife's slightly struggling legs.

His fingers slowly parted the pale white panties, carefully examining the woman's most mysterious area. His hand gently stroked the soft black pubic hair.

"Mmm…mmm…" Chen Fuxiu hummed softly, her head bobbing back and forth in distress. Seeing his wife's reaction, Li Ming smiled excitedly, his hand reaching under her buttocks, touching the edge of her panties, and slowly pulling them down.

Chen Fuxiu silently cooperated with her husband's actions, completely exposing her body to him.

Li Ming's hand gently rubbed Chen Fuxiu's genitals, occasionally moving up and down, his thumb pressing on her erect nipple, teasing Chen Fuxiu into twitching moans.

A series of sounds, seemingly painful and urgent, were incredibly pleasing to Li Ming's ears.

After much effort, Li Ming removed his clothes, his erect penis pouncing on Chen Fuxiu. He thrust wildly, but couldn't penetrate, leaving him sweating profusely.

Women have an innate sensitivity in this area; Chen Fuxiu gently guided his penis with her middle and index fingers, and it found its way in. Li Ming's

body sank down.

"Ah..." Chen Fuxiu only managed half a cry before covering her mouth with a pillowcase, the burning sensation in her lower body causing her to clench her fists tightly. Li Ming felt his penis head being clamped, but it felt quite comfortable, and he couldn't help but arch his back again.

"It hurts... Ah... Ming-ge..." Chen Fuxiu pressed her hand on her husband's arm. Seeing his wife's pale face, Li Ming gave up thrusting, momentarily at a loss.

They remained locked in a stalemate for a while. Chen Fuxiu began to feel an itch in her vagina and slightly moved her buttocks, but her husband made no further move.

Opening her eyes, she saw her husband still staring blankly at her. She couldn't help but squeeze his shoulder and whisper, "Brother... It's okay... Move... Move a little..." Seeing her husband still looking blank, Chen Fuxiu bit the pillowcase tightly, pressed her hand on her husband's buttocks, and thrust her lower body forward. With a creak, Li Ming felt his long-suppressed penis enter a warm place.

The pleasurable feeling made him repeat it repeatedly. Chen Fuxiu bit the pillowcase tightly, letting her husband thrust on her body.

Gradually, a slight tingling sensation mixed with the pain, and the tingling gradually replaced the pain. Chen Fuxiu began to enjoy the pleasure of being a woman.

Li Ming thrust repeatedly, panting heavily, the pleasure slowly building, his thrusts becoming faster and faster. Ah…ah…good…good…oh…finally, he climaxed.

Li Ming lay blissfully on top of Chen Fuxiu, gently kissing his wife's hair, eyes, and eyebrows, gradually becoming sleepy, and fell asleep on top of her.

Chen Fuxiu looked at her husband, covered in sweat, kissed his forehead, pulled the blanket up, and drifted off to sleep with him .

Time slowly passed, and it was now 1996. Chen Fuxiu and Li Ming had been married for ten years. Chen Fuxiu had given birth to a daughter, who turned 18 in 1996. The little girl had inherited the best features of both her parents and was very cute.

However, problems arose in Chen Fuxiu's family's life.

In the 1990s, the factory where Chen Fuxiu worked, like many large state-owned enterprises, went bankrupt due to poor management. Workers' wages, which used to be paid monthly, were now paid only every three months.

In March, the paychecks were distributed, but some people didn't even receive them. Chen Fuxiu was the accountant, and back then, accountants were the ones who embezzled money. If the factory director wanted to line his own pocket, he had to drag the accountant down with him.

Chen Fuxiu was considered a beautiful woman. Why was she considered beautiful? Wasn't she the factory's most beautiful woman? 60% of her status as the factory's

most beautiful woman was due to her family's wealth. But then again, being considered beautiful was a key point.

In 1996, everyone was looking for money. Western things, both spiritual and material, flooded into China, all labeled as "imported."

Seeing the abundance of exquisite cosmetics and all sorts of beautiful clothes, things that would tempt women,

the factory director, being a shrewd old fox with a good eye for people, catered to her tastes. That's how Chen Fuxiu was dragged into it. As the saying goes, even a broken boat has three thousand nails.

This saying is absolutely true. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. This huge factory, if divided among tens of thousands of people, would only provide enough for thin porridge. But if it were just for a few people, they'd be stuffed to death.

Chen Fuxiu and her group were among those who were about to be stuffed. While the factory workers were constantly complaining about getting paid, these few were feasting on meat and fish, becoming incredibly wealthy. But

secrets don't stay hidden forever. Eventually, everyone noticed, and after much protest, these few "rich among the poor" people all stepped down.

Normally aloof and arrogant, Chen Fuxiu was completely oblivious to the conflicts she had with her colleagues at the factory. When she was in power, everyone was all smiles, but things changed after she stepped down.

They all lived in the factory's staff quarters, where almost everyone from the factory lived together. When people saw Chen Fuxiu, they would point and whisper behind her back,

making her stay home all day.

"Hey! How many times have I told you? Those people can't stick together, they can't stick together!"

This was Chen Fuxiu's husband, Li Ming, starting again. It's understandable; Li Ming was an honest man who had repeatedly tried to persuade his wife, but Chen Fuxiu was blinded by money and completely ignored him.

Li Ming and his daughter saw the things his wife brought home every time. Ah! People are selfish. Li Ming saw other families constantly arguing about money, money, money,

and then looked at his own family, well-fed and clothed, and slowly acquiesced. But then something happened… Ah! Honest men these days.

Chen Fuxiu lay on her side on the bed, her face turned inward, silent. Li Ming muttered incessantly from the floor below; this had become a daily routine in Chen Fuxiu's household.

Chen Fuxiu lay quietly, eyes closed, waiting…

Ring… Ring… The alarm clock rang. Alright, Chen Fuxiu jumped out of bed and went into the kitchen, saying, "It's time, my daughter's about to get out of school. Time to buy groceries!"

This arrangement only came about after the incident, because Chen Fuxiu had offended too many people; everyone in the factory hated her.

Now the factory had closed, and the workers had to find their own way to make a living. Some became vegetable vendors, hauling vegetables to the staff quarters, gradually turning it into a vegetable market. Most of the vendors in the market were factory workers.

These workers resented Chen Fuxiu; others sold vegetables for 20 cents a bunch, but Chen Fuxiu sold them for 80 cents, so the task of selling vegetables at home fell to her husband, Li Ming.

Sigh! Li Ming sighed deeply and went downstairs. Li Ming usually got along well with everyone. Sometimes when people teased Chen Fuxiu, Li Ming would readily agree.

Over time, people stopped mentioning Chen Fuxiu in front of him, so the grocery shopping was left to him.

Evenings were the quietest time at Chen Fuxiu's house. After dinner, their daughter went to her room to do her homework, and the couple sat on the sofa watching TV.

At ten o'clock, Chen Fuxiu went into the bathroom first. It had been several months since they'd had sex. During those months, the couple argued constantly, so there was no interest in sex. The arguments had decreased in recent days. Looking at herself in the mirror, Chen Fuxiu thought how fast time had flown; she was already in her thirties.

The mirror showed a middle-aged woman, her body beginning to lose its shape. Fortunately, her breasts were still firm, something she had always been proud of, even though she was born in 1960.

Because of her good family background, Chen Fuxiu received adequate nutrition as a child. This made her breasts the focus of boys' attention when she was in school; they would whisper that she was womanly, their eyes wandering downwards.

Chen Fuxiu started to pout. Her beautiful, smooth abdomen was gone; the mirror showed a round belly. Sigh! She had been very careful, but the rich, lavish lifestyle of the past few years was clearly evident here. Thinking back to those days… sigh! Because she couldn't resist the temptation of money… But given the current situation at home… it seemed this belly was bound to shrink!

Chen Fuxiu gently shook her head, brushing away these unhappy thoughts. Chen Fuxiu was an extremely cheerful person, the kind who didn't take anything to heart; in other words, carefree.

The water was already running, and Chen Fuxiu quickly turned off the tap, otherwise Li Ming would complain about the waste. Sigh!

Today she was going to have sex, and she absolutely couldn't argue with Li Ming. Sigh! Because of her, they had been arguing for months, and she hadn't had a man's comfort for months.

Thinking about it, Chen Fuxiu's hand had already reached down, her index finger lightly brushing against her labia. Ah, like an electric shock!

Her body was still so sensitive, reacting to the slightest touch. Sometimes, even wearing tight underwear, the friction between her legs while walking would make her wet. She slowly entered the bathtub, relaxing her body in the soothing hot water.

Her hand unconsciously moved to her breasts, gently pinching and caressing her erect nipples, slowly enjoying the sensation, humming softly.

Li Ming was an honest man, and when Chen Fuxiu slept with such an honest man, he never treated her gently. He would often just rip off her clothes, his erect penis going straight for her, without any foreplay.

Sometimes, just sometimes, he would grab her breasts, still going straight for her lower body. Sometimes, Chen Fuxiu even wondered if this was what sex was like with her husband. She had never been truly loved; sometimes, sleeping with her husband felt like being a comfort woman.

But what could she do? Married to such an idiot husband, sigh! However, Li Ming's stamina is still decent; each time it lasts about 20 minutes. Twenty minutes is considered long, according to Chen Fu, which she learned from a sex book.

The water was warm, but the person in the water was moving violently. Chen Fuxiu clenched one fist, leaving only her index and middle fingers extended, rapidly thrusting them in and out of her vagina. The vigorous movement of her hand reflected in the water's surface as ripples.

Her other hand kneaded her full breasts, her five fingers pinching her white, plump breasts, constantly tightening and loosening, tightening and loosening. Her white thighs were stretched straight, and her large buttocks moved rapidly up and down. The entire bathroom was filled with the scent of sex.

Finally, the water calmed down, and the woman in the water lay quietly, satisfied. Chen Fuxiu's face was flushed pink, her eyes half-closed, savoring the afterglow of what had just happened.

At eleven o'clock, Chen Fuxiu's daughter was already asleep, but the light in Chen Fuxiu's room was still on. Thick curtains sealed the windows tightly, and a Hong Kong soap opera was playing on the television. On the bed, two naked bodies were intertwined.

Li Ming pressed tightly against Chen Fuxiu, his chest pressed against his wife's full breasts, his hands braced on the bed, his buttocks rising and falling, his breath coming in heavy gasps.

Chen Fuxiu spread her legs wide, her fair thighs wrapped around her husband's waist, her hands gripping the pillow tightly, her mouth emitting excited panting sounds.

"Husband...husband...you...you're so good..." The pleasure in her lower body made Chen Fuxiu moan involuntarily.

"You slut...good...good you slut...ah...ah..." Li Ming thrust in and out, looking at his wife's wanton expression, his heart began to race, and the vulgar words he usually wouldn't utter escaped his lips.

"Good husband...good cock...good cock...oh...I'm going to feel so good...slut...slut...I'll make you...oh...I'll make you wanton...make you wanton..." Just as he was getting into the swing of things, Li Ming suddenly got off Chen Fuxiu.

"Husband...husband...I want...I want..." Chen Fuxiu suddenly fell from the peak of happiness, her lower body suddenly feeling empty, incredibly uncomfortable, and she begged. "

What's the rush? I'm coming." After saying that, Li Ming pulled Chen Fuxiu's legs to the edge of the bed, put them on his shoulders, and placed a pillow under her buttocks. "

What's wrong with this guy today? We've been married for so many years and he's never done anything fancy with her. What's wrong with him today?"

Before Chen Fuxiu could even process what was happening, a pleasurable sensation returned to her lower body. Li Ming's dark penis stood erect, and he guided it into his wife's vagina, his dark shaft glistening with moisture.

Inserting into her pubic area, Chen Fuxiu's labia were wide open, a sticky fluid flowing from her vulva, making her entire genital area look as if it had been washed. Her dark pubic hair, soaked and clinging to her body, made her look like a truly wanton woman.

Li Ming's eyes remained fixed on his wife's alluring vulva, his desire growing stronger, his penis stiff and erect. Ah! With a burst of energy, Li Ming's penis thrust wildly in and out, his hand tightly gripping one of his wife's breasts, his hips pounding violently, panting as he cried out: "I...I want...I want to fuck you to death...you bitch..." Chen Fuxiu had long noticed her husband's unusual behavior, but she hadn't expected it to be like this. Hearing her husband even call her a bitch was unacceptable to her, but the pleasure emanating from her lower body was more effective than anything else. She was already immersed in physical pleasure, putting everything else aside.

With her husband's frenzied thrusting, Chen Fuxiu actively cooperated. "

Come on...I am a bitch...fuck me to death...

I'm coming...fuck me to death...fuck me to death...

bitch...bitch...I'll make you scream...fuck you to death...I'll fuck you to death."

Under his wife's stimulation, Li Ming's movements became more and more intense.

"Ah...ah...I want...come...ah..." With two loud cries, Li Ming finally erupted. Chen Fuxiu was also satisfied.

Chen Fuxiu lay on the bed, semen slowly flowing from her vagina. Li Ming got off her, but unlike usual, he didn't immediately fall asleep. Today, unusually considerate, he took tissues from the bedside table and gently wiped away the fluid from her lower body.

Chen Fuxiu slightly parted her legs; she felt incredibly happy today. Her husband was so considerate, and life felt as sunny as it had been ten years ago.

Thinking of a happy tomorrow, Chen Fuxiu drifted off to sleep.

Li Ming, however, didn't sleep. He quietly watched his sleeping wife, sighed softly, and reflected on his behavior that day. The image of another woman appeared in his mind.

Li Ming gently closed the door and went to another room—his daughter's room.

The moment Li Ming's fingers touched the door, it opened. His daughter opened the door and ran to the bed; her white legs were already in Li Ming's view. Li Ming closed the door and sat on his daughter's bed. His daughter turned her face away, sulking and refusing to look at him.

Sigh! His daughter was growing up, reaching the age where she was starting to get jealous. Thinking about it, a daughter being jealous of her mother—that was probably the most unusual thing in the world.

He gently stroked her head.

"What's wrong? Why are you acting like this towards your father today?" Li Ming knew what his daughter was thinking, of course. She had always been closer to him; Chen Fuxiu had never cared about the family, and he had to be both father and mother.

His daughter's relationship with Chen Fuxiu was already strained, and with what had happened to him, plus the fact that she attended the factory's affiliated school, the gossip and ridicule from her classmates had been incredibly damaging to her for months.

Seeing his daughter remain silent, Li Ming reached out and pulled her into his lap. His 18-year-old daughter had inherited all the good qualities of her mother, and her physical development had also inherited Chen Fuxiu's.

She was beginning to show her feminine charm; her breasts were starting to develop, and compared to other girls, she already possessed the power to allure men.

He thought back to when he was a young man; he hadn't pursued any of the many girls in the factory, always sticking around Chen Fuxiu, attracted only by her voluptuous figure.

Li Ming couldn't help but smile when he secretly glanced at Chen Fuxiu's large breasts.

"Hmph!" A hum from his daughter interrupted his thoughts. She twisted her body, trying to get off him. Li Ming immediately realized he had neglected her and quickly hugged her tightly. "My little darling, what's wrong?"

Li Ming gently stroked his daughter's tender bottom. This trick really worked; his daughter immediately quieted down, though her face flushed.

Li Ming gently caressed his daughter's body, his hand slowly tracing her soft skin. He felt his desire, which had just been released, return, even more intensely.

"Daddy!" His daughter looked at him coquettishly. "I'll...I'll help..." His daughter blushed, unable to finish her sentence.

Li Ming knew what his daughter meant, of course, but usually Chen Fuxiu wasn't around. Today... Seeing his daughter's face turn cold again, and she making a move to get up, Li Ming quickly placed his hand on her shoulder, gazing tenderly at his daughter, his own daughter.

Sometimes, even Li Ming himself didn't understand. He was already in his early thirties, and in other people's eyes, he was the most honest person imaginable.

Looking at himself, a decade or so ago, he could be considered a handsome young man, but now, apart from being physically fit, he was practically useless. Yet, when his daughter said to him, "I love you, Dad," he felt like he was going to have a nervous breakdown. His daughter was only 18 at the time.

Father and daughter! He and his own daughter! He didn't know how he got through those first few months, only that later… Goodness, today won't do, but tomorrow, tomorrow we'll be better. Li Ming was full of confidence for tomorrow.

Tomorrow… tomorrow… his daughter murmured, just like her father, full of hope for the coming tomorrow.

The whole family, all three of them, were looking forward to tomorrow, but not all hopes will be fulfilled, and not everyone's hopeful tomorrow will necessarily be happy.

Tomorrow, tomorrow arrived. Chen Fuxiu had a good night's sleep, shifting her body, her hand searching for her husband's spot, feeling around several times, but nothing. Nothing?

Chen Fuxiu opened her eyes, glanced at her watch, and chuckled to herself. It was almost noon; last night had been exhausting.

She had planned to give her husband a gentle morning kiss and then ask him about what happened last night—that lewd old man! She'd been so blind for over a decade.

The damned Chen Fuxiu remembered how her usually upright husband, Li Ming, had called her a slut and a whore in bed last night, and she couldn't help but curse him. "

Li Ming, Li Ming!" Chen Fuxiu called out several times after getting dressed. No answer.

"Tingting, Tingting!" Chen Fuxiu called her daughter again, but still no response.

What was going on? Chen Fuxiu wondered. Where had the father and daughter gone on a Sunday?

Maybe they went grocery shopping? Oh well! Why overthink things? Chen Fuxiu was never one to dwell on things.

As usual, she got up, brushed her teeth, went to the living room, and sat on the sofa. Everything felt wonderful. Ah! As Chen Fuxiu habitually put her feet on the coffee table, she saw a note on it.

"Fuxiu, my daughter and I are leaving. We've been married for ten years, and today I simply can't bear it anymore.

I've decided to leave this home with our daughter, and because of what happened to her, she can no longer continue her studies at school.

So, we've decided to leave. My daughter and I wish you happiness. Dawn."

What is this? This…this…what is this? Chen Fuxiu sat blankly on the sofa, her mind a complete blank, repeatedly muttering, "What is this? This…what is this?"

One o'clock had passed, and Chen Fuxiu remained seated, motionless.

She was completely devastated; something she couldn't believe had actually happened to her.

"Oh my god! No, this must be a dream!" Chen Fuxiu hurriedly ran back to bed, pulled the covers over herself, but she knew perfectly well that it was all real.

A housewife, suddenly struck by such a blow—what would her life be like now?

No matter how people's lives change, time always ticks away at its own pace.

Two years had passed in the blink of an eye since her husband, Liming, and daughter ran away. In those two years, Chen Fuxiu's story was known to everyone. From her birth to her husband and daughter's departure, every step had been embellished into a story and widely circulated.

Even the story of her husband and daughter's departure had at least six different versions circulating in their factory's residential compound, each with its own supporters. These versions would be the talk of the town during casual conversation.

This was an extremely malicious method, a case of "three men make a tiger," where public opinion could melt metal; few could survive in such an environment.

But Chen Fuxiu was an exception. This was related to her personality; she wasn't a strong person. But what kind of person was she?

I've said before that she's the kind of person who's carefree and heartless, and it's a miracle that such a person survived under such circumstances.

Heaven can see what happens on earth, at least that's what I believe.

Chen Fuxiu endured so much pressure, whether she was carefree or not, she persevered, and heaven will grant her happiness.

It was the late 1990s, and wealthy people emerged; everyone liked the rich.

But most of the wealthy people back then were nouveau riche, a bunch of uncultured people. If you divide the wealthy people of that time into five groups, at least three or four of them were like the type I described above.

The wealthy were also often portly, another common trait of the third or fourth group I mentioned.

Wufangzhai is the largest and most famous hotel in the city.

Today, in this hotel, in the best private room, sat three guests. These three were just like the third or fourth group of people I mentioned above, and typical representatives of that type.

Wow! The table was laden with delicacies, each dish costing the equivalent of one or two months' salary for an average office worker. None of the three men looked at the food on the table.

The door to the private room was pushed open, and a man with the same demeanor as the three entered. The most menacing-looking of the three waved for the waiter to leave.

Four men, four full glasses of wine, clinked together three times. Each man downed three glasses. The four men burst into laughter .

"We've all made it!"

"Yes, we've all made it!"

These two simple phrases were repeated over and over. Laughter was mixed with occasional sobs. "

We've all made it, but our princess is living in hell," one of them said. "

We've all made it, but our princess is living in hell." How much like the words of a valiant knight!

But you can imagine, a person weighing 200 pounds, looking like… how should I put it?

Oh, right, I thought of a metaphor to help you immediately picture the appearance of the person I'm about to describe.

I don't know if you've seen the steamed buns that were just made, round and ball-shaped, with beautiful pleats from being pinched closed. Yes, that's the kind of steamed bun they are, but I have to add something.

The steamed bun I just mentioned, the pretty steamed bun, got pinched! Yes! Pinched on a steamed bun like that, and here comes the face of that person.

When one of them said, "We've all made it, but our princess is living in hell," the other three simultaneously showed concern, sadness, and so on.

All the expressions of a knight about to rescue the princess before setting off were on these four faces. "

What should we do?" "

We should let her live the life of a princess,"

one said. "No! No?" The three looked at the one who said no.

"Yes, no!

Why? Have you changed?" The three looked at each other.

"No! I just felt it should be like this, like this, like this..."

The four heads huddled together.

Today is a rare day off, and Chen Fuxiu is preparing to open a general store.

But in her hand is a fairy tale book, telling the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

Chen Fuxiu found the book under the bed while tidying up the house and unconsciously started flipping through it.

*Ring ring...ring ring...* The phone rang. Chen Fuxiu looked at the source of the sound with disgust.

She was reading about Snow White and the seven dwarfs living happily ever after when this annoying ringing interrupted her. It seemed like a hint... *Ring ring...ring ring...* This annoying thing seemed to be persistent.

*Ring ring...ring ring...

* Who is it? Chen Fuxiu finally picked up the phone, this time taking the initiative. She put down the fairy tale book. What was this? "

It's you? Long time no see." An excited voice came from the other end of the line. "

I heard you made a fortune! What? You're all together?"

Several more excited voices joined in.

"Invite me? Invite me?" "Hmm...okay." An extremely excited voice came from the other end of the line.

Wufangzhai was the largest and most famous hotel in the city.

Today, in the best private room of this hotel, four guests were seated.

The table was laden with delicacies, just like last time, each dish costing as much as one or two months' salary for an average office worker.

Again, none of the four men glanced at the food.

The door to the private room opened, and a woman entered, her eyes darting around. "This place is so beautiful!" Chen Fuxiu exclaimed repeatedly, realizing she hadn't been to a place like this in years.

Chen Fuxiu entered and looked at the four men already standing: Butcher, Noodle Jar, Vinegar Jar, and Grocery Store.

They looked exactly the same, except now they were all dressed in designer clothes and had gold bracelets on their fingers—typical nouveau riche.

As Chen Fuxiu sat down, the person closest to her hurriedly pulled out a chair for her, and the moment her hand touched her wine glass, the person closest to her immediately refilled it.

Chen Fuxiu stared in disbelief; the four men were like her servants, and she was like a princess. "

You all sit down too!" Chen Fuxiu's words were like a decree, and the four men sat down. "

It's been over ten years since we last met!" Chen Fuxiu said, propping her head up with her hand.

Eighteen years, three months, and twelve days. The four of them said in unison.

Chen Fuxiu looked at them in surprise. They smiled at each other, expressing their admiration for each other's memories. Looking at these four people, Chen Fuxiu felt a sense of accomplishment, as if she were a true princess, with the most loyal knights.

Chen Fuxiu's grocery store opened quickly and did quite well. A few years passed, and people gradually forgot about Chen Fuxiu's husband and daughter running away.

After all, it's always good to have something new to talk about.

When people talked about Chen Fuxiu, they often said things like, "

That Chen Fuxiu's business is doing so well!"

"Yeah, I heard she's opened three branches!"

"Why didn't I marry a wife like that?"

"You? With your character, go cool off somewhere else!"

"Sigh, don't you think she's lonely?" "

Lonely? Even if she were lonely, she wouldn't bother you!"

Chen Fuxiu always just laughed off these comments. But as for whether Chen Fuxiu was lonely… let's use a scene… This is a villa, a beautiful villa, beautiful like a castle. What's inside the castle? A princess and her knight.

It's a cool evening, in the beautiful villa, in the princess's room.

Four naked bodies are intertwined, the whole room filled with heavy breathing.

"Mmm...mmm...ha...ha...I'm coming...

ah..." A man breathed heavily, then suddenly shouted, pulling his thick penis out of the woman's mouth, white semen spraying onto her face like a jet.

"Ah...so much...so much..." the woman moaned sweetly, licking the man's semen with her tongue. The man, who had just ejaculated, looked at her lewd appearance, and his penis became erect again. He

thrust it back into the woman's mouth, his hands kneading her firm, full breasts, making satisfied sounds.

The woman sat, or rather, rode, on a large, fat man, whose penis was fully inserted into her vagina, making her genitals look lewd.

At this moment, another fat man pushed the woman, who was moving her large, fleshy buttocks, from behind, his erect penis groping around her anus for a while.

He aimed his penis at her anus, and the man inside her vagina temporarily stopped his wild thrusting, while the man behind her slowly entered her anus.

For a moment, three penises were thrusting in and out of the woman's body, and a blissful expression appeared on her face.

"Ha...ha...ha...good...good...ah...good...

I'm so good...

so good...we...together...ah...ah..."

The men's excited voices mingled with the woman's moans as the three men pounded into her.

"Ah...ah...ah...

we're together...ah...ah..."

The three men increased the speed of their thrusts, and the woman struggled to support herself on the bed, her plump, white, round buttocks writhing lasciviously, actively cooperating with the men's defilement.

Finally, after a frenzied series of thrusts, the three men abruptly stopped. The one who had gagged the woman got out, but the penises inserted into her vagina and anus remained erect.

At that moment, the door opened, and another fat man walked in. "

Well, I was just a little late, and you all started. Now I want my money back," the fat man said, tugging at his clothes.

The woman turned her face. It was Chen Fuxiu, and the three men on top of her were her three knights: the Butcher, the Flour Jar, and the Vinegar Jar. The man who had just come in was the Grocery Storer. "

Come on... look, my pussy is itching again!"

Chen Fuxiu said lewdly, her hands constantly kneading her full breasts, her eyes seductively gazing at her knights.

All four knights were conquered by the princess's body and spirit, and the battle between the four naked knights and the lewd princess began again.

Chen Fuxiu closed her eyes contentedly, waiting for the men's defilement. As a person, life requires oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and groceries.

These four men were like necessities in her life. As a woman, born in 1960, she had not gone hungry.

But 1960 was destined to be a year of hunger, and she was truly sexually hungry. These four men surrounding her, what sexual bliss!

As a princess in a fairy tale dream, the seven dwarfs had been replaced by four fat men, but this thought was interrupted by the defilement of the four men.

"Oh...oh...oh...I'm so happy!" Chen Fuxiu cried out loudly before her mouth was stuffed with a penis, leaving only heavy breathing in the room...

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