[Older Man, Younger Woman] (Ah Zhen, a Beautiful Young Wife) (43) Author: baxx1979

Author: baxx1979
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【43】

The old beggar didn't sleep long. After a short nap of several tens of minutes
,
he woke up and saw Ah Zhen, naked and docile like a kitten, curled up behind him. Her face had faint tear stains, a picture of beauty emerging from the water. He glanced at her a few times, and in his heart, Ah Zhen was his woman.

Satisfied, he turned over and embraced the fragrant young woman's body. His rough
hands caressed her fair and smooth skin. Ah Zhen hummed and turned over gently, her lips trembling as if she were speaking.
In her sleep, Ah Zhen must have hated the old man who had just ridden her with a deep love.

The old beggar looked down at Ah Zhen's breasts. They were snow-white and flawless, with beautiful indented nipples.
He pinched them and rubbed them back and forth a few times, watching the indented nipples slowly stand up. He found it very
satisfying.

Last night's passionate night was the most comfortable thing the old beggar had ever experienced, and conquering this voluptuous, gentle, and beautiful
young woman was his most successful achievement. Looking at Ah Zhen's nipples, he felt a renewed urge.

Although Ah Zhen had promised him she could come anytime he needed, he knew that once she left this house,
the distance between them would widen, especially with Old Xu at her home. He couldn't truly
have her.

The most important thing about her as his woman was simple: to produce an heir. As long as there was an heir, she
would be obedient—that was the old beggar's plan.

At this moment, the old beggar's ambition was aroused. If he didn't have his way with her now, when would he?

His hands began to move harder, his breathing became heavy. He lowered his head, bent over, and
followed Ah Zhen's slender body, bringing his head close to her crotch. He parted Ah Zhen's thighs, revealing a patch of dark, curly hair
deep inside .

He sniffed it; a fishy smell mixed with Ah Zhen's natural fragrance. He took a deep breath,
then stuck his finger into that lovely opening. Ah Zhen let out a soft moan and her body
twitched , but she didn't wake up.

"Damn, this must be my seed, right?" The old beggar stared at the gooey white substance
, surveying his territory like a roused old lion.

He touched it; it was slippery and not completely dry. "Ptooey... spit..."
A , and he spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the beautiful abalone.

Then he stuck out his tongue and swirled the thick phlegm around Ah Zhen's beautiful vulva. The old beggar got up
, looked at Ah Zhen with her brows slightly furrowed, and chuckled, "This is my woman."

Then he satisfiedly shoved his half-erect, smooth, shiny penis through Ah Zhen's
opening . Normally, his senile eyes wouldn't be able to find this opening, but now the entire opening was filled with his thick phlegm.
Especially since Ah Zhen had just been on top of the old beggar during their second time, the shape of her vulva
was still clearly visible, so the old beggar easily shoved his ugly penis inside.

Although Ah Zhen's vulva was slippery, it was very tight once inside. The old beggar's penis wasn't long
or thick to begin with, so the feeling of being tightly enveloped by Ah Zhen's vagina was something every man
dreamed .

"Ah..." The old beggar let out a roar like an old man on top of Ah Zhen. His penis was tightly wrapped by the
young woman's lower body. An 80-year-old penis was being pounded by a 20-year-old vulva.

Fortunately, the old beggar was having his second time, so he wouldn't ejaculate prematurely. The old beggar tightened his buttocks and with a "
plop ," his penis was deeply inserted into Ah Zhen's body.

Ah Zhen felt like she was flying in her sleep. Suddenly, something was inserted into her thigh. The movement was not big,
but it made Ah Zhen feel dizzy and groan.

The old beggar's hands were on Ah Zhen's chest. His claws grasped the two mounds of snow-white flesh. The old
beggar was not fat to begin with, and his thin body was not heavy. His withered buttocks made piston-like
movements, and the movements were not strong. They accompanied the rhythm of an old man's physical labor.

"Ugh...ugh..." Ah Zhen let out an uncomfortable moan. Ah Zhen woke up; this wasn't
a dream . She opened her eyes and saw an ugly old man, breathing heavily, his chapped lips
revealing a few loose, yellow-stained teeth. He was covered in sweat, and his hands were pressing against her breasts.

"Ah..." Ah Zhen recognized him; it was the old beggar. He was fulfilling his male instincts. His lower
body was inside her, and he was having sex with her. But he had ignored her earlier. She had been so good to him, yet
he had pushed her away, showing his disgust. Ah Zhen remembered all of that. Now, this man was giving her no
dignity, fucking her like a beast venting its anger.

"No! No!" Ah Zhen's legs gave way, and she cried out to the old beggar.

"What do you mean, 'no'! What do you mean, 'no'!" The old beggar looked at the sleeping beauty. He sensed her abnormality;
Ah Zhen had never treated him like this before.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me, get away from me!!" Ah Zhen shouted, but her body
moved back and forth with the old beggar's piston-like movements.

"Why? You're my woman, let me fuck you, let me fuck you..." the old beggar shouted, confused.

"No, no, I won't let you fuck me, no, you just did that to me... I won't give it to you..." Ah Zhen was both ashamed and
anxious. "Get off me!" Ah Zhen began to resist.

The old beggar panicked now. He bent down and hugged Ah Zhen tightly, his buttocks thrusting even harder.
"No, no, don't do this, beauty, be good, I... no... I... I'll just fuck you once, and then it'll be over
, then..."

Ah Zhen should have softened upon hearing these words, and might even have let the old beggar finish, but now,
Ah Zhen was very angry. She hated the old beggar's behavior just now, just like how he smoked after the first time he fucked her.
Ah Zhen's spoiled temper was deeply ingrained.

Ah Zhen was held tightly by the old beggar, unable to move for a moment. She twisted her hips back and forth, which only
further aroused the old beggar.

The old beggar thought Ah Zhen was yielding and cooperating with him, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, yes, woman, yes,
move, I'll fuck you, give me a baby..."

His words only made things worse. Ah Zhen beneath him panicked immediately. "No, no!" Ah Zhen screamed.
She forcefully pushed the old beggar's body up against her, gripping his arm tightly with one hand.

"Ouch, fuck you! It hurts! I'll fuck your mother!" The old beggar was in great pain from Ah Zhen's grip,
but his mission as a man wasn't over yet. Suddenly, the old beggar, his eyes bloodshot, erupted.

"Don't pinch me! Fuck your mother! Can't I fuck you for a bit?! You're my woman, you're supposed to give me
babies! Let me fuck you, let me fuck you!!!" the old beggar roared.

Hearing the old beggar's screams, Ah Zhen couldn't hold back her tears. "No, no...
ah... um...

no... don't do this... um... um..." Ah Zhen felt the old beggar's thrusts
growing stronger; she knew he was about to ejaculate.

Ah Zhen no longer cared that this body belonged to an eighty-year-old man. She tensed her legs and
thrust upwards with all her might.

Suddenly, the old beggar's hands lost their grip on Ah Zhen's full body. He was jolted away from her, his penis slipping out. But
unlike an eighty-year-old, he still grabbed Ah Zhen's hair and pulled it
back .

Ah Zhen felt a sharp pain as he grabbed her hair. Suddenly, she heard a thud, followed by
a burning pain on her face.

"Fuck you, don't be so stubborn!" The old beggar, seeing his penis slip out of Ah Zhen's
body, slapped her across the face without hesitation.

"Ah?? Ah! You hit me... Waaaaaah... You hit me?!..." Ah Zhen covered her face,
unable to believe the old beggar had struck her.

Ah Zhen had never been slapped before; she was stunned. She didn't realize that, like in the animal
kingdom humans are animals too. Asking a man to leave a woman's body during sex is
impossible; once he does, the consequences are severe.

Ah Zhen defended her body, but this was the blow she received. The old beggar, however, paid no heed
. He ambitiously spread Ah Zhen's legs again, kneeling between them once more, and
thrusting his penis deep inside her, his hips pumping like a piston.

Ah Zhen didn't react. She had initially resisted, but if the old beggar had offered even a hint of
gentle comfort, she wouldn't have minded. Women are inherently creatures who need comfort.

She thought the old beggar would comfort her, so she casually slapped him and then obediently let him have his way with her. Being
woken up from a dream by being fucked was actually a blissful thing, but unfortunately, she encountered an old man more than sixty years her senior,
who didn't understand romance or comfort, so she could only feel like she had dug her own grave and jumped into it.

She cried, covering her face and sobbing, while the old beggar, covered in sweat,
fucked her, her body trembling with his thrusts: "Please...stop it..." Ah
Zhen was in tears, she had completely broken down.

"That's enough, stop yelling! Stop crying! If you yell again I'll hit you!" the old beggar said harshly.

Hearing the old beggar's warning, Ah Zhen suddenly felt a little scared. She didn't know what to do, she could only lie there and let
the old beggar finish what he wanted to do, her mind blank, her lower body still tightly wrapped around the old beggar's
ugly penis.

Seeing Ah Zhen remain silent, lying obediently like a little rabbit letting him have his way, the old beggar couldn't help but feel a little
smug. This woman really needed a good beating!

"Good girl, good girl, ah...that's right...that's right..." The old beggar leaned down again, hugging
Ah Zhen , and stuck out his tongue to lick Ah Zhen's ear, which she had turned to the side.

At this moment, Ah Zhen was completely unprepared for his move. "Ah! What are you doing...ah...don't lick!"
Ah Zhen's whole body went limp.

The ear is the most sensitive nerve for everyone, especially for men and women during sex. Ah Zhen had
watched porn before, so she had let the old beggar lick it a few times last night. She didn't expect the old beggar to use what he had just learned.

"Don't...don't lick...ah...uh...uh...don't lick. Ah..." Ah Zhen suddenly felt an
indescribable mix of sensations, as if she had completely forgotten the slap the old beggar had just given her.

Actually, Ah Zhen herself didn't realize that she had unknowingly succumbed to the man's tyranny. From the
moment she didn't leave the old beggar's house that night, she had become entangled in this old man's life.
The wasn't really a big deal; she realized it was her fault.

"This old man is so old, what if I had hit him too hard? What if he had fallen
? Was I too hard? That's why he hit me? I..." These thoughts flashed through Ah Zhen's mind.

But the tingling sensation in her ear quickly overwhelmed her. "I...I bumped into you just now, um. Ugh...
How are you...ah...?" Ah Zhen squinted, whispering in the old beggar's ear
.

"Um...um...so tight...so tight. Woman, your hole is so tight..." The old beggar couldn't hear what
Ah Zhen was saying.

Ah Zhen blushed instantly. "You...you're so annoying..." "So he wasn't interested in anything. I was overthinking it,"
Ah Zhen thought to herself. This old man just wanted to have sex with her. She had just kicked his penis out.
Actually, if it were her, she would be angry too. No wonder he hit her. As Ah Zhen thought this, she
suddenly felt no reason to hate the old beggar anymore.

Ah Zhen's lower body made a soft, squelching sound as the old beggar thrust in and out. Her face was flushed, and she
shyly turned her head slightly. She saw the old beggar staring with wide, cloudy yellow eyes and red blood vessels.
He was sweating profusely as he thrust in and

out. She could see that he was exhausted, and Ah Zhen couldn't help but feel sorry for him. But she was still stubborn and wouldn't let it go:
"Hmph... um... are you tired? If you're tired, take a rest..."

"No, I'm going to fuck you to death. I'm not tired, fuck..." The old beggar didn't understand her gentleness.

"Hmph, then...then you...you...kill me...hmph...let's see who...
um...you can do it to me again later..." Ah Zhen was a little amused and exasperated.

But Ah Zhen had no intention of doing anything. She simply grabbed the old beggar's thin arms with both hands, letting him
thrust into her body again and again. Her mood brightened, and she was already enjoying the pleasure of making love.

But she liked the old man's slow and gentle thrusting, the small movements, the very comfortable process. "Hmph, hmph...
um...um um..."

The old beggar was tired too. Ah Zhen's resistance earlier, especially the second time they were having sex, had
taken its toll . He lowered his head again, looking at Ah Zhen, now blushing and docile, squinting at him.

He was a little angry, but his mind wouldn't let Ah Zhen take over. He coughed, and a spit of phlegm dripped from
his mouth onto Ah Zhen's face. Without thinking, Ah Zhen opened her mouth and caught his saliva. She didn't
know this was part of the old beggar's psychological conquest.

"Ugh. Disgusting. I hate it..." Ah Zhen mumbled incoherently. She had no choice but
to swallow the phlegm. Then she saw the old beggar about to spit out a second mouthful. "Don't...don't spit it out,
you're bad...you're tired. You said it's numb, you...you hate it...ah..." Ah Zhen understood why he was spitting.

Seeing the old beggar covered in sweat, she felt sorry for him, but she didn't want to suggest changing positions. Just then, the old
beggar looking at the alluring Ah Zhen, felt a surge of desire in his lower body. He knew he was about to ejaculate. He roared and grabbed
Ah Zhen.

Ah Zhen was momentarily at a loss, letting him hold her in the same position as before, but this time
she offered no resistance. She knew the man was about to ejaculate. She gasped, her hands embracing
the old man on top of her, stroking his sweat-drenched scalp.

She felt his thrusting, and she became lost in passion: "Ah...ah...hum...
husband ...husband." This was her most pleasurable and most restrained moaning.

"Ah, ah...good, I'll go deeper...woman, call me..." the old beggar counted down.

"Ah, good...husband...insert..." Ah Zhen twisted her breasts, her nipples rubbing
against the old beggar's thin ribs and rough skin. Her nipples, full of blood, stood erect, indicating that she
was in the throes of orgasm.

"I...I'll let you insert. I'll only let you insert...mmm...mmm..." Ah Zhen moaned lasciviously.

"Ah...ah...ah..." After a few roars, the old beggar pressed tightly against the voluptuous body beneath him,
his glans spraying a thick, foul-smelling liquid deep into Ah Zhen's sacred womb.

The semen was not much, but it was thick. After ejaculating, the old beggar collapsed onto Ah Zhen, his penis limply
sliding out of her warm vagina. He gasped for breath; he was truly exhausted. For the great
cause of bearing children and leaving a seed, he had indeed given it his all.

After her orgasm, Ah Zhen looked at the old beggar on top of her, forgetting all her resistance and excuses. Now she looked at the old man
with pity , stroking his scalp like a goddess.

The old beggar was being touched by the goddess, and he lay obediently on Ah Zhen's breasts like a child. He didn't want
to speak or move; he was simply enjoying himself.

Ah Zhen breathed a fragrant breath into his ear: "Did it hurt when I bumped into you earlier?" Ah Zhen was still
worried about him.

"Hmm..." The old beggar didn't want to speak and shook his head.

Only then was Ah Zhen relieved: "You...you're so annoying...next time, you should wake me up. Don't do this. You just
come in like this, and I don't know what's going on..." Actually, the old beggar really didn't know that the first time Ah Zhen was with Old Xu
, the night she got him drunk, the way Old Xu stared at her with bloodshot eyes while he was on top of her was something
Ah Zhen never forget.

But Ah Zhen couldn't tell the old beggar about her past. She desperately wanted to forget it. Looking at the old beggar without
speaking, she assumed he was filled with guilt: "What I meant...what I meant was...if you want to penetrate me,
tell me...I'm awake, then it'll be...easier, okay?"

The old beggar: "..."

Ah Zhen continued, "You've done it twice since last night. I'll go make you some soup to nourish you. You
should drink it; your health is important. I'll go home later, change my clothes, and come back tonight...tonight. I won't leave;
I'll stay with you...but please don't...do it again, okay?" Ah Zhen was like a kind wife, showering the man on top of her
with tenderness.

The old beggar still didn't answer.

Ah Zhen thought he was angry: "You, don't act like a child. Look at you, people give you everything...
You should be obedient, and you're not allowed... to touch their underwear again. If you want... just tell me... it's
quick by bus anyway, or I can come up after work and give it to you... give it to you... and then we can do 'that' before going back
..." Ah Zhen coaxed and lied.

The old beggar still didn't say anything.

[To be continued]

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