【Small Town Life】(Part 2) (03) Author: Ye Ziwu

Author: Ye Ziwu
Word Count: 6638

Chapter

3 The next day was Saturday, no work. Early in the morning, Chen Jing called to say she and Mo Shuang were going shopping, and told me to go have fun
by myself and come find me when I got home in the evening.

I grabbed breakfast on the street and then went to my parents' place. Only Grandpa was home changing the water for the goldfish;
Grandma had gone to play mahjong.

While helping Grandpa scoop out the goldfish, I tentatively asked him, "Dad, do you and Mom
have any requirements for my future partner?"

Grandpa glanced at me and said, "What's wrong? In a hurry to find a wife? But you should find one soon. Next October,
after your birthday, you'll be twenty-two, legally eligible to get married."

"I'm asking if you have any requirements?"

"No requirements. As long as you two like each other and are happy together, your mom and I will be satisfied." Grandpa was very straightforward.

I was a little surprised. Grandpa used to be quite bossy, though I rarely did
what he said. "So simple?" he asked .

"Ha, you little rascal, you never listened to me before, and now you're not satisfied even though I don't have any demands?"
Grandpa teased.

"No, no, I'm very satisfied, just a little surprised to hear you say that."

Grandpa added more water to the bathtub, saying, "Marriage is different from other things.
Only . Your mother and I can help with other things, but you have to make your own decision this time. We won't interfere.
Besides, you've always been decisive. If you've really decided on someone, what good would it do if your mother and I tried to stop you?"

"Hehe, that's because you two are democratic, good parents of the new era," I flattered him.

"What if the girl I like is older than me?" "

Older is good. A woman three years older is like a golden brick; she'll take care of you."

"But that's a bit too much of a golden brick," I whispered.

"What do you mean?" Grandpa didn't understand.

"Four gold bricks."

The old man did some mental calculations before he understood. "Twelve years old?"

I nodded.

"Then, were you divorced?"

I continued to nod, watching his reaction.

"You really like her?"

"I want to get married and settle down."

The old man smacked his lips and said, "Son, you're still young. Getting married and spending your whole life together isn't something you can just talk about
. There are still decades to go. Who knows if you'll really be together for life?"

I was anxious and wanted to argue with him, but the old man waved his hand to stop me from speaking. "But now that you've met someone you like
, Dad supports you. What's that saying again? Since no one can be sure who they'll spend
their whole life , if you meet someone you feel is right, go for it. Don't hesitate and miss out."

I was overjoyed. "Grandpa is getting more and more wise. I have to have a few drinks with you at noon, and
you have to help out with my mom."

The old man nodded. "Don't worry about your mom. She's more open-minded about these things than we are.
Didn't that male celebrity commit suicide this year? The gay one. Your mom even said that as long as you find a woman to marry in the future,
she won't be picky about anything."

Mom, thank you so much.

"Don't just talk about that. How long have you two known each other? How far have things progressed?" The old man started gossiping.

"Well, it's been less than two months, and we've done everything that could be done." I tried to be concise.

The old man looked at me in surprise: "I've never seen you date before, you're quite capable."

I chuckled and didn't reply, then cautiously asked after a while: "What if, Dad, I mean, what if
we n't have children?"

The old man looked at me carefully, then turned his head, his voice somewhat low: "Not having children is your bad
luck. If you want to adopt, then adopt, if not, it's fine too. Your mother and I got married in our early twenties and
had you when we were forty. Your parents were more open-minded about this back then, so we won't ask anything of you, as long as you two are
happy ."

I was so moved I almost cried: "Dad, I think a few drinks aren't enough for us at lunch, we should have a bottle."

"You brat, stop joking. Just relax. Hurry up and put the fish in the tank."

At lunch, the old lady prepared four dishes, and the old man took out a bottle of white porcelain Fenjiu. He loved drinking this
wine, he wouldn't trade it for Moutai or Wuliangye.

While eating, I brought up the same question with the old lady. Just like the old man, she didn't
complain at all and asked when I could bring her home to meet us.

I told her I always felt inadequate and was afraid we wouldn't like her, so I didn't dare come.

The old lady asked, "Do we know this girl?"

I was a little embarrassed, "You don't know her, but we've spoken on the phone. She's my boss, Chen Jing, the propaganda minister."

"Pfft!"

The old man spat out his drink, giving me a thumbs up: "You're something else, daring to go after your boss."

The old lady retorted, "So what if she's my boss? What's wrong with Zhibei?" After scolding the old man , she
said to me, "It's alright. Once you get to know her, talk to her more, and Xiaojing won't worry."

I nodded, quickly refilled the old man's glass, and offered a little to the old lady as well, serving each of them
.

I'm not a big drinker; after five or six small cups, I felt quite tipsy. After dinner, I went straight to my bedroom
to sleep .

I felt incredibly thirsty, my throat felt like it was on fire, and I groggily tried to get up to find some water.

Before I even got up, I felt a glass of water at my lips. I closed my eyes and gulped it down. The cool water
soothed my chest and abdomen, making me feel much better. I opened my eyes to find someone squatting by the bed, holding the glass and
looking at me with amusement.

I was startled and sat bolt upright in bed.

It was Chen Jing.

I patted myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

"What's going on, sister? What are you doing here?"

This is my parents' house.

Chen Jing looked nonchalant: "Your mom called me and said you were drunk and kept calling for me, so she asked me
to come and take care of you. So I came."

I quickly asked, "Did they give you any trouble?"

"No, your parents are very good to me." Chen Jing put the glass on the table and asked if I wanted more water.

I shook my head. She said, "Get up and wash your face quickly. I'll go help the auntie cook." Then she left.

What's going on? The world has changed completely when I woke up!

I quickly followed her out. Chen Jing went to the kitchen, and the old man was sitting alone on the sofa, sipping tea and watching TV.

I stood in front of the TV, staring at the old man without saying a word.

He shifted left and right, unable to see the TV
,
and finally confessed, "It was your mother's idea. Xiaojing was worried we wouldn't agree, so your mother said we should take the initiative to reassure her. We had her phone number before, so we called her over and told her our thoughts. Now everything's fine, don't worry, son,
we didn't do anything to your wife."

I moved aside to go to the kitchen. There was a pot on the gas stove, and the old lady and Chen Jing were sitting on a small stool,
chatting and laughing as they picked celery leaves.

"Xiaojing, do you know how to play mahjong?"

"Never, Auntie."

"It's alright, come over sometime and Auntie will teach you.
Mahjong is really fun. Later, the four of us can play a game together."

"Mom, let's teach my sister when she's your age. We young people have our own
hobbies." I quickly squeezed in to help pick the leaves.

"He calls you sister?" the old lady asked Chen Jing, amused.

Chen Jing nodded, her head bowed and her face flushed.

"Haha, when Zhibei was little, she envied others who had older brothers and sisters, and she kept asking me to give her an older sister.
Haha, now she doesn't need to."

"Oh dear, the trash can is full, let's go take it out." I quickly grabbed the trash can with one hand and pulled
Chen Jing away in a hasty retreat.

At dinner, the old lady asked Chen Jing about her family. Chen Jing replied that her parents lived in Tanmiao Town, below the county seat
, and she had a younger sister working in the provincial capital.

The meal went very well. After dinner, the old man took out a bank card, saying it was for Chen Jing; it was her first
visit , and this was the proper thing to do.

Chen Jing knew this was our local custom. She looked at me, I nodded, and she accepted it.

The old man and woman smiled with satisfaction, which basically meant Chen Jing accepted the marriage proposal.

After saying goodbye to my parents, we went out hand in hand. It was already completely dark.

I asked her, "How was it? How was it?"

Chen Jing feigned ignorance: "What do you mean, 'how are they'?"

"My parents? They're alright, aren't they?"

Chen Jing smiled: "Yeah, your parents are really great. I was terrified when I got their call this afternoon, and your mom
kept comforting me. They're really good people."

I breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good!"

"Hey, with such good parents, how come you ran away from home in high school and stayed away for a whole year?
You don't seem like such a willful child." Chen Jing tilted her head and asked me.

"Uh, do you really want to know?"

Chen Jing immediately realized: "If you don't want to tell me, then don't."

I laughed self-deprecatingly; I was so immature back then, getting stuck on something.

"It's nothing, it's just that I had just learned about blood types in biology, and I happened to know that my dad is blood type O and I
'm blood type AB. I was devastated. Actually, I didn't run away from home, I left them a letter saying I
wanted to travel and was tired from studying. I would let them know I was safe every time I went somewhere."

Chen Jing pulled me to a stop: "You mean...?"

She wasn't sure. I said, "Yeah, they're not my biological parents."

Chen Jing covered her mouth, and after a long while, she said, "Could there be a mistake?"

"I've seen my dad's medical report, and he is indeed blood type O. My blood type
was also found to be AB during my high school entrance physical exam, and I even went to the county hospital to have my blood tested again to confirm."

"Poor little brother."

I smiled: "What's so pitiful about that? They treat me just as well as other people's parents."

"Yes, yes, good little brother, you still have your sister to accompany you in the future."

I hugged her: "Of course I need you, sister."

Chen Jing stopped talking, but just gripped my hand tightly, probably processing the news.

After crossing two more streets, we arrived home in about ten minutes.

Once inside, Chen Jing took out two pairs of slippers, and we both changed into them. She then pulled me to sit on the sofa.

"Do they know you know?"

I shook my head. "I haven't told them, there's no need. But I
talked to my grandma about it when she was about to pass away two years ago. I was closest to my grandma when I was little."

"Have you ever thought about finding your biological parents?"

"I have, but then I felt it wasn't necessary. My grandma also mentioned that I'm
the child of a distant relative. They had difficulties when I was born, and since my parents were quite old and didn't have any children, they gave me to them.
I thought that since my biological parents abandoned me, if I were to go back, it might not be a good thing for them, and it would definitely hurt my current
parents."

Chen Jing stared intently at my face and said very seriously, "Little brother, you really don't seem like someone who's
only in their early twenties. You've experienced so much more than I have, and you're much more mature than me. What's rare is that
after all these experiences, you still have such a good personality. It's so good to have met you. I'm really lucky to have met you."

I said, "You're lucky to have met me too, sister."

Chen Jing smiled and said, "Now I know why you like someone older than you. Do you
feel like you lack maternal love?"

I snuggled into her arms. "Yeah, so what? Baby, don't you think I'm your sister?"

"Good little brother, I love you so much," she said, leaning back on the sofa.

I kissed her: "What will you use to love me, sister?"

She looked at me with seductive eyes: "How about using my body?"

"Okay!" Our tongues were already intertwined, and I slipped my hand inside her undershirt, feeling
the fullness and softness of her breasts through her bra.

After a while, I unhooked her bra from behind, and Chen Jing arched her back in response. I pulled the bra
down to her abdomen, cupping as much of her breast flesh as possible. The touch was as smooth as milk, and
I rubbed , feeling them slowly grow bigger and harder.

Chen Jing's breathing became rapid, and after kissing me for a while, she slipped her small hand into my pants and grabbed
my erect penis.

"Little brother, shall I lick you?" Chen Jing knew I liked watching her suck my penis.

"Okay, 69, sister, I'll lick you too."

"I've been walking all day, and you smell down there. I'll lick you first, and then you can lick me after I shower."
As she spoke, she began to unbuckle my belt.

"I love the pungent smell down there, don't wash it."

I got off her, letting her easily pull down my pants and underwear, and we sat on
the sofa .

Chen Jing knelt between my legs, holding my penis. "Okay, I'll lick it for you in a bit. Now, let me
serve you first."

She then bent down and lay on my crotch, her cherry lips parting to take my purplish-glowing glans into her mouth.

Watching my penis slowly disappear into her mouth, her lips stretched into a large "O," I felt
incredibly . "Ah, sister, take it all in."

Chen Jing looked up at me, trying to take my penis all the way in, then slowly pulled out.

I breathed heavily. Chen Jing touched my testicles and asked, "Little brother,
doesn't it feel incredibly satisfying to watch your sister eat your cock?"

"Mmm, it feels like my whole sister belongs to me, like my little slave, my little bitch."

Chen Jing rubbed her lips against my glans, her big eyes seductively asking, "Sister was born in the Year of the Dog.
How about sister be your little bitch from now on?"

It was true, we were twelve years apart, both born in the Year of the Dog. "Okay, okay, sister is my little bitch,
little bitch, hurry up and lick me."

Chen Jing obediently took the penis
into her mouth and began to swallow and spit it out quickly. I held her head down and carefully watched the penis going in and out of her mouth.

After letting her perform oral sex for a while and satisfying my visual cravings, I made her stand up. We both took off our clothes, and then I
lay down on the sofa, and she lay on top of me, her vulva facing my face.

I grabbed her buttocks and looked at her full vulva so close to mine. Her labia were already parted and a little bit of vaginal fluid was flowing from her
small vaginal opening, wetting her pubic hair. My tongue first licked the soft flesh of her inner thighs, then
licked inwards over her labia majora until it reached the vaginal opening. The tip of my tongue circled around the vaginal opening, occasionally slipping inside a little, and
finally extended my tongue to carry the vaginal fluid from the vaginal opening to her clitoris.

After her clitoris was sufficiently wet, I took it into my mouth, and Chen Jing let out a muffled groan as she sucked on the penis.

My tongue began to lick, suck, and lick her clitoris, stimulating Chen Jing's buttocks to twist and turn. She pressed her buttocks down forcefully,
pressing her vulva hard against my face.

"Sister, your cunt is so horny today, I love your horny smell," she said while licking me.

"Mmm," Chen Jing swallowed and released my penis a few times before saying, "Good little brother, you're licking me so well, I
love it when you lick me, lick faster, my little cunt isn't just for you to fuck, it's also for you to lick."

The charm of 69 lies in this: both people can perfectly serve each other, using the cleanest mouths
to serve each other's most private and wanton genitals. Unlike the union represented by intercourse, this is a
position representing fulfillment, where the breaths of both partners circulate through the union of their genitals and mouths.

Chen Jing and I became more and more excited. I felt some fluid secreted from the glans and urethral opening of my penis, which Chen Jing
licked into her mouth without a care.

I not only licked Chen Jing's vulva with my tongue, but also inserted my fingers into her vagina, searching for her G-spot. After groping around
for a while, when my middle finger slipped into the second knuckle, it touched a slightly raised, rough, round piece of
flesh. I rubbed it, and Chen Jing struggled even more violently.

"Ah, little brother, this is strange, I feel like I'm going to pee."

Hearing her say that, I knew I'd found the right spot. I gently pressed down on her G-spot and held on, my fingers digging hard, and her juices
flowed out with a gushing sound.

"Ah, stop, little brother, ah, stop, I'm going to pee!" Chen Jing had completely abandoned my penis,
weakly clinging to me and begging.

"Pee, sister, don't hold back, it'll feel so good."

"Waaah, stop, you bad little brother, please forgive me!" Chen Jing was already crying, her buttocks arched, trying to
escape my fingers.

Of course, I wouldn't let go. At this point, my tongue could no longer lick her clitoris, but I still had
my other hand. My right middle and ring fingers were digging into her G-spot inside her vagina, while my left thumb, wet with her juices,
rubbed her clitoris.

Soon, Chen Jing couldn't hold on any longer. She cried out loudly, her body tensing, and with a hiss
, a gush of bright white liquid spurted from her vagina, spraying directly onto my face.

Chen Jing had squirted; the liquid didn't have the pungent smell of urine, it was warm, and smelled very much like vaginal fluid.

The squirting lasted for almost ten seconds before stopping, the liquid dripping thinly from her vulva onto my chest.
Chen Jing lay on top of me, convulsing and whimpering unintelligible sounds, before finally stopping.

I placed her on the sofa, turned her head, and hugged her; a woman needs caresses most after an orgasm.

"Waaah, little brother, you're so bad! I peed and you still won't let go of me!" Chen Jing, having regained some strength,
started hitting me.

"Silly sister, this is squirting, not peeing," I explained with a smile.

"But it looks like peeing!" Her face was frighteningly red.

"Wasn't it great?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

"It felt so good, I felt like I was going to die, my mind was completely blank, it felt even better than an orgasm, but I felt like I was
peeing, so embarrassing."

"Haha, peeing is peeing, as long as it feels good." I hugged her tightly and kissed her lips, "Come on, taste your pee
."

Chen Jing started licking my face directly: "Little brother, you're so good at playing with me. I'll lick it clean for you."

After licking for a while, Chen Jing suddenly stopped: "Oh dear, I forgot about the sofa, get up quickly."

She quickly turned over and stood up, pulling me up as well, then pulled off the sofa cover that was soaked, looked
down, and said: "Thank goodness, the sofa underneath isn't wet."

I threw the sofa cover aside on the ground, I didn't care about it at this point.

My still hard penis: "Sister, you've had your fun, but it hasn't."

Chen Jing held it in her hand and said in a coquettish voice: "Little brother, this little bitch will lick it out for you."

As she spoke, she knelt down again naked. My penis had already been licked for a long time, and after Chen Jing licked it for a while, she
quickly felt the urge to ejaculate.

"Ah, sister, lick it faster, ahh, I'm going to cum inside you."

Hearing my words, Chen Jing grabbed my buttocks with both hands, pressed her head against my crotch, and quickened her mouth
movements.

"Ahh, sister, I'm going to cum."

Chen Jing spat out my penis and started stroking it with her hand, looking up at me and saying, "Little brother, cum on the little bitch's face."

A few days ago, we watched a porn video about facial ejaculation together, and she was surprised that it was possible.

Her words made me unable to hold back any longer, and a spurt of semen shot out, hitting the corner of her mouth, and another spurt came out,
hitting her forehead. I ejaculated five spurts of semen onto her beautiful, snow-white face.

This was my first time facial ejaculating on Chen Jing, and it was incredibly stimulating.

After I ejaculated, Chen Jing licked my glans clean before wiping the semen from her eyes with her hand.

"Did you enjoy it, little brother?"

Looking at my face covered in semen, I said, "Sister, I felt so good, I really want to just die from pleasure with you like this
."

Chen Jing stood up and said, "Okay, sister will die from pleasure with you."

After showering, we had real sex again on the bed, with my penis inside her vagina. We both reached orgasm, and
my semen shot directly into her uterus.

Chen Jing wouldn't let me pull my penis out after ejaculating, saying that she felt so fulfilled just sleeping like this.

How could I possibly sleep like that? Soon, my penis got hard again inside her vagina, and I started going at it again.

Chen Jing knelt on the bed, and I penetrated her vagina from behind.

"Is Chen Jing my little bitch?"

"Yes, she's a little bitch."

"Tell me, whose little bitch is Chen Jing?" I slapped her big buttocks and asked.

"Ah, it hurts, ooh, it feels so good, Chen Jing is little brother's little bitch, a little bitch that's only for little brother to fuck,"
Chen Jing cried out before answering.

"Does it hurt or feel good, little bitch?"

"It hurts and feels good, little brother, fuck me, fuck this little bitch's cunt, this little bitch feels so good." Chen Jing
responded to me with the most lewd words.

Her body was clearly the type that couldn't tolerate stimulation, she had already had two orgasms, and soon reached her
peak .

I pressed down on her back and touched her big breasts, letting her rest for a while before lifting her up and continuing to fuck her. While fucking her

, I thought that I should let Chen Jing grow her hair long, so that when I fucked her in the doggy style, I could pull her hair and it would
feel more like riding a horse.

This time Chen Jing came even faster, and I no longer controlled myself, letting the orgasm come at the same time as hers.

After ejaculating, Chen Jing lay down and raised her legs. I knew she was making the movement to let the semen flow into her uterus again.
I asked her why she didn't do it earlier, and she blushed and said that there was a dick inside blocking it earlier.

While we were both still energetic, I carried Chen Jing to the bathroom to wash her body a little. When I carried her back to bed,
she was already half asleep.

I chuckled, turned off the light, quickly jumped into bed, and hugged myself so no one was there to sleep.

[To be continued]

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