Wang Li's Lament

At the eastern end of Liujiawan Village, at Liu Baocai's house,
Liu Baocai sat dejectedly in front of his door. The doors and windows were tightly shut, but sounds from inside could still be clearly heard through the cracks.
"Ah...so good...you're fucking me so good." This was the voice of Liu Baocai's wife, Wang Li. Wang Li was kneeling naked on the kang (a heated brick bed), her snow-white buttocks raised high, a thick, long, dark penis thrusting in and out of her wet vagina.
"Little bitch, I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death." The village chief's son, Liu Zhengcai, was thrusting his hips vigorously, fucking Wang Li again and again. As the village chief's son, he was practically the local tyrant. Every young woman and girl in the village who took a fancy to him could escape his clutches, because his father was the village chief and had connections with the local bandits.
"You little bitch, who's stronger, me or your husband?" Liu Zhengcai grabbed Wang Li's hair tightly, shoving his genitals into her body before dressing himself.
"You bastard, of course you're stronger." Wang Li, naked, stood by the kang (heated brick bed) helping Liu Zhengcai get dressed, then naked, she saw him out the door.
As Liu Zhengcai and Wang Li walked out of the house, they saw Liu Baocai sitting in the yard, staring blankly at them. Liu Zhengcai walked over, took out a cigarette, lit it, and said, "Baocai, this time you only need to pay 30 jin of wheat. I'll figure out how to get the remaining 20 jin."
"Thank you, Brother Zhengcai." Hearing that Liu Zhengcai could reduce the wheat payment by 20 jin, Liu Baocai smiled broadly, bowing and scraping in agreement.
Wang Li watched as her husband, like a lapdog, groveled before the man who had just slept with his wife. From a young age, Wang Li had admired heroes and dreamed of marrying a strong, upright man. But her husband, Liu Baocai, turned out to be the most pathetic of men. Thinking of this, Wang Li refused to look at Liu Baocai again, raising her head to look at the sky, her eyes filled with tears.
After exchanging a few words with Liu Zhengcai, Liu Baocai shouldered a sack of wheat and followed Liu Zhengcai to the village to deliver grain. Wang Li turned to go back inside, fetching a basin of water to wash herself, when the door was suddenly pushed open. The man who barged in was tall, dressed in a grayish-brown outfit, holding a gun in one hand, and his arm appeared to be wounded, still bleeding.
"Ah!" Wang Li was startled by the sudden appearance and screamed.
"Fellow villager, don't be afraid, I'm a member of the Eighth Route Army." The intruder didn't turn around, still intently observing the situation outside.
Hearing that he was a member of the Eighth Route Army, Wang Li unconsciously relaxed. From a young age, she knew that the Eighth Route Army was the people's army, protecting the people. "You...your hand," Wang Li stammered, staring blankly at her still-bleeding arm.
"It's nothing, just a minor injury," the Eighth Route Army soldier said, turning around. Wang Li saw a face brimming with masculine charm—a square face with sharp features, thick eyebrows, and large, spirited eyes. Through those clear, bright eyes, Wang Li seemed to return to the eyes of the hero she had fantasized about marrying as a child—decisive, resolute, and strong. But now, those eyes were filled with surprise.
Following the Eighth Route Army soldier's gaze, Wang Li looked at herself. "Ah!" She realized she had been naked all along; her vagina, which had just been violated by Liu Zhengcai, hadn't been cleaned, and because she was squatting, white fluid was continuously flowing out.
Wang Li quickly got up, grabbed a pair of pants, and put them on. She then casually picked out a cloth shirt to wear. The Eighth Route Army soldier stood there, his face flushed. "Sister, do you have any scissors at home for chores?" "The Eighth Route Army asked.
"Yes, wait a moment," Wang Li quickly took out a pair of scissors from the basket and handed them to the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army tore off a piece of clothing with one hand, wrapped it around his arm, picked up the scissors, cut open the sleeve, and inserted two fingers into the wound. After a while,
he pulled out a bullet. "Luckily, it wasn't a deep wound." The Eighth Route Army quickly bandaged his arm, stood up, and said to Wang Li, "Sister, is there anything to eat?" "Yes, wait a moment." Wang Li quickly ran to the stove and took out all the pancakes she had made that morning. Watching the Eighth Route Army eat the pancakes she had made with gusto, Wang Li felt a sense of satisfaction, like watching her husband eat the food she had cooked herself .
"Thank you, sister. I am Luo Zheng, the battalion commander of the 1st Battalion of the 352nd Regiment."
"My name is Wang Li." Wang Li introduced herself shyly, like a young wife.
"Well, thank you for today, sister. I should go back to my unit now." "Saying this, Luo Zheng took out a silver dollar and put it in Wang Li's hand, then turned to leave. But before he had taken a few steps, Luo Zheng felt a little dizzy. The wound on his left arm was still bleeding profusely, probably due to excessive blood loss. Luo Zheng barely managed to calm himself down, and just as he was about to continue walking, Wang Li grabbed his sleeve from behind, "Brother Luo, why don't you rest for a bit before you go? I'll go find you a clean cloth and re-bandage your wound."
"Okay." With Wang Li's help, Luo Zheng lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) and soon drifted off to sleep.
In his dream, Luo Zheng seemed to feel someone undressing him; a pair of soft, delicate hands caressed his chest, slowly moving to his waist.
Beside the kang, a slender figure knelt at the hips of the sleeping Luo Zheng, legs tightly pressed together, shoulders trembling, as if enduring something unbearable. She leaned forward, her slender waist bent, her plump buttocks resting on her heels, appearing... Her buttocks were exceptionally round and full, the two cheeks taut and contracting as if trying to clamp something, revealing the woman's inner turmoil and slight heat. The woman bit her lip lightly, a hard, hot male penis nestled in her slender hand, slowly caressing it. The burning heat and strong masculine scent overwhelmed her, making her unable to control her desire. In broad daylight, for the first time, she was not being forced but willingly doing this for a man. Shame, lust, and embarrassment surged into her heart, leaving her in turmoil.
"Wang Li, Wang Li, I never thought you could be so shameless," the woman muttered to herself. "Don't you like heroes? Now the hero is right beside you, what are you waiting for?" "As she spoke, Wang Li stood up, straddling Luo Zheng. One hand held Luo Zheng's already rock-hard penis, the other parted her small labia, and she lowered her buttocks slightly… The hot penis pressed tightly against her plump buttocks, the coarse pubic hair piercing her labia, some even touching her protruding clitoris. Wang Li shuddered, and a gush of vaginal fluid flowed out. She lifted her buttocks, grasped the penis with one hand, and gently pressed it forward, pressing it against Luo Zheng's stomach. Leaning forward, her plump buttocks dropped down, and with a "squeak," the penis forced its way through her thick labia, pressing against her vaginal opening and clitoris. Her two large breasts drooped, and Wang Li pressed tightly against the flat penis, beginning to grind back and forth.
The flowing vaginal fluid quickly soaked both of their genitals, the penis becoming a slippery, round rod." Finally, inevitably, in a rapid movement, with a "plop," the glans pierced through the labia, passed through the vagina, and directly struck the uterus. "Ah!... Ah..." The instant pleasure made both of them cry out.
Luo Zheng felt his penis enter a warm, beautiful hole, his glans tingling and numb, and his seminal vesicle released in spurts. Wang Li, impacted by the powerful spurt of the semen, had her uterus contract and expand, her juices gushing out, and her body went limp. The two embraced tightly, forgetting the pain, forgetting their chastity, forgetting where they were, and not noticing the figure standing quietly under the window, there for who knows how long... Outside, Liu Baocai was sitting on the ground, head in his hands, eyes bloodshot, tears still wet at the corners of his eyes, blood seeping from his lower lip, muttering, "Why? Why? Why did you do this? What should I do?" A series of questions tormented this weak man.
Inside, Wang Li was naked, one foot on a wooden stool, the other slightly bent, her lower abdomen protruding upwards. She was scooping water from a large tub and washing her vulva. Yellowish-white fluid still dripped from her parted labia, so she inserted two fingers slightly into her vagina to probe. Her vagina seemed to still retain the afterglow of intercourse; upon the intrusion of something, it began to writhe and suck, and pleasure slowly rose. She couldn't help but quicken her thrusts, then pressed four fingers tightly against her labia, causing her clitoris to protrude high from between her fingers, and then rubbed it with her other hand. The intercourse a short while ago was like a hungry man who had only eaten a small snack, intensifying his lust.
Just as Wang Li was enjoying the unique pleasure brought by the fingers, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure rushed in, pinning Wang Li to the ground. He roughly tore open his clothes and belt, then lowered his head and bit down on Wang Li's right breast, licking and biting it wildly. His hands also roughly pinched and squeezed Wang Li's genitals.
Wang Li had never experienced such brutality before. After the initial shock, a strange pleasure arose, and she immediately became wet. Her hands then quietly cooperated, unbuttoning the man's clothes, revealing a thin, bony body before Wang Li. She had seen this body many times before; it belonged to her man, Liu Baocai. Liu Baocai thrust his erect penis against the entrance, but couldn't find a way in. Wang Li's vulva throbbed with pain from the hard penis pressing against her labia majora. She could only reach out and pull, and with a "plop," the thick, hot penis was completely submerged. Liu Baocai began thrusting in and out with increasing force.
Only then did Liu Baocai realize that his beautiful wife not only had an alluring figure, but her vagina was also warm, wet, and slippery, with contracting muscles. After only a few dozen thrusts, he felt a jolt in his back and ejaculated with a "plop plop plop." Wang Li, already aroused, gripped Liu Baocai's back haphazardly under the intense thrusting, her fingers digging tightly into his skin.
Just as she was reaching her climax, her husband finished, making her grit her teeth in anger. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she pushed Liu Baocai off her. With a kick, Wang Li sent Liu Baocai flying outside. She quickly got up and knelt by the kang (heated brick bed), taking Luo Zheng's penis into her mouth while sucking and fiddling with her vulva with her fingers… The morning sunlight streamed through the window paper. Luo Zheng opened his sleepy eyes, stretched, and felt incredibly refreshed. The wound on his left arm seemed to be healed; although he still couldn't move freely, the bleeding had stopped. Luo Zheng turned to get out of bed, but suddenly realized he was completely naked. He had been wearing clothes before going to sleep yesterday! Looking back, he saw Wang Li lying naked on the kang, her body as white as jade, her breasts high and firm, her areolas rosy and erect, her nipples hard. Her lower abdomen was dark, and her long pubic hair was neatly arranged. Although her petals were still closed, they were already oozing a sticky fluid. The answer to the question "
Looking at such an alluring body, Luo Zheng felt his mouth go dry. He swallowed hard, wanting to close his eyes and not look at the tempting body, but his body seemed to have no control over him. Although Luo Zheng was not married, he was already engaged to the daughter of the regimental commander, who was five years older than him. She was a typical peasant woman, not only overweight but also short-tempered. Even before the wedding, she had already started to beat and scold Luo Zheng. Luo Zheng had no feelings for her at all; he only accepted the marriage because her father, the regimental commander, was his superior, and for the sake of his future career.
Thinking of his betrothed, Luo Zheng actually felt a desire to conquer this beautiful woman before him." Looking down, Luo Zheng flipped Wang Li over, pinning her beneath him. He gripped his penis and slowly rubbed it against her vulva, suppressing his urges. He was determined to fully enjoy her voluptuous body today.
Wang Li felt a firm, hot penis sliding against her vulva. Sometimes the glans would push open her labia and penetrate her vagina, only to withdraw again; other times it would touch her sensitive clitoris, teasing her until she writhed wildly, murmuring, "Don't...don't...teasing me...give it to me...um...give it to me quickly."
Seeing her aroused, Luo Zheng thrust forward, penetrating her fully. He bent down and bit down hard on one of her large breasts, pulling and pounding wildly. After hundreds of thrusts, Wang Li's vaginal fluids gushed forth, and she shuddered as she ejaculated. Luo Zheng, his glans drenched in the hot vaginal fluid, could no longer hold back. After a few more quick thrusts, he ejaculated, pressing against her cervix.
"Brother Luo, you're so amazing!" Wang Li, panting softly beneath Luo Zheng, wrapped her arms around his neck. Luo Zheng, satisfied, held her close, saying, "Sister, you're so alluring."
"Brother Luo, can you take me away?"
"Sister, it's not that I'm heartless, but things are too chaotic outside. I'm afraid something might happen to you. Wait for me, I'll definitely come back for you."
"Okay, brother, don't forget your sister." Wang Li hugged Luo Zheng tightly, imagining what it would be like for him to come and marry her in the near future. At this moment, filled with joy, she didn't notice the inscrutable smile on Luo Zheng's face.
And so, Luo Zheng returned to the army, and soon married the regimental commander's daughter. A year later, the regimental commander was promoted to brigade commander, and Luo Zheng naturally became the regimental commander as well. Wang Li still lived in Liujiawan, still being raped daily by the village chief's son, and her husband, Liu Baocai, remained as useless as ever. But Wang Li firmly believed that her Brother Luo would definitely come back for her.
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