The Story of the White Waxberry (Part 2)

After lunch, I pretended to ask Yingzhi to go to town to buy me some notebooks in front of my aunt. I even took one with me, pretending to be helpful, and told her to find me at the back door of the "Dragon Guardian" house after I left.
The so-called "Dragon Guardian" house was actually another house next to the main house, connected to the main house on one side by a courtyard. It was usually arranged in a single row, like a dragon protecting the main house, hence the name.
My "Dragon Guardian" house had eight rooms, but they were all empty and uninhabited, so it became my "territory."
After Yingzhi left, I immediately went to my aunt's room and moved all the bedding and pillows to my self-built little room in the "Dragon Guardian" house. Then I went back and moved the basin, thermos, and some small props related to my plan. Then I locked the door from the main house to the "Dragon Guardian" house with a lock, jumped into the "Dragon Guardian" house through the window, and closed the window behind me. In this quiet space, a murder and dismemberment could go unnoticed!
I didn't entirely believe Yingzhi would walk right into my trap, so I opened the back door and went out. I saw Yingzhi already there, so I quickly ushered her in and closed the door behind me.
I pulled Yingzhi into my "little hut.
" This "little hut" was simply a collection of unused furniture and a bed frame. When I first brought Yingzhi here as a child, it was just big enough for the two of us to sit in. Later, it was "expanded" to the size of a double bed. The "door" to the "little hut" was the door of a floor-to-ceiling wardrobe. The roof was covered only by an old bed sheet. Because the "building" was indoors, it wasn't afraid of leaks or sun exposure.
For today's plan, I had already moved all the "furniture" away, and I had even laid out my aunt's quilt. Yingzhi and I sat on the floor. Yingzhi looked curiously at the walls and ceiling. The hut had no windows, but it had wall lamps that I had installed myself for lighting. Back then, there were no light switches, but I already knew how to use two lamps connected in series and parallel to change the brightness when I was in fifth grade.
Driven by lust, I even remembered to show off my "masterpiece" to Yingzhi, hoping to impress her with my "talent." Yingzhi was indeed impressed, saying, "I wish my house had an electric light!"
I felt a little awkward; it turned out Yingzhi only admired "electricity," not my "invention." I had other "facilities" to demonstrate, but it seemed best to skip that. So I revealed my true colors and pulled Yingzhi into my arms.
Yingzhi was very obedient; we kissed, and I slipped my hand inside her clothes, which she didn't object to. I then reached for her private parts, and she let me caress them. I said, "Yingzhi, we can play naked today!"
Yingzhi didn't answer, so I touched her buttons. Yingzhi grabbed my hand, saying, "How embarrassing, so naked!"
"Ha! Finally, I get to admire my light!" I was secretly delighted and quickly dimmed it to the lowest setting.
The environment certainly played a role in arousing passion. Under the soft lighting, Yingzhi had become less shy, and before I could even make a move, she began to undress.
Seeing how easily it was going, I said smugly, "Yingzhi, how about I tie you up for fun today?"
"What?" Yingzhi suddenly stopped undressing.
"Oh! I mean, how about you tie me up today?" Seeing that this wasn't going to work, I quickly changed the subject.
"No need, but don't be too fierce!" Yingzhi said, looking at me.
"I definitely won't," I said. "Don't you think I actually care about you a lot?"
Yingzhi smiled sweetly. When she was down to just her vest and underwear, she stopped. She said, "Cousin, you have to turn around."
I said, "If you're shy, Yingzhi, let me help you!"
Yingzhi didn't say no, so I quickly reached out. Helping a girl undress is actually a pleasure for a man. When I flipped up her vest, Yingzhi's breasts, neither too big nor too small, popped out, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Her rosy nipples were slightly upturned. I forgot about the vest covering Yingzhi's head and just used my fingers to pinch her nipples. Yingzhi trembled and quickly pulled the vest off her head. But she didn't stop me. She just closed her eyes and leaned her flawless upper body against me, looking like she was ready to be touched. It seemed she enjoyed my caresses.
But by then, I had shifted my attention to another alluring part of her body. I gently pinched the waistband of her underwear with both hands, trying to pull it down, but I misjudged; it wasn't elasticated. I had no choice but to untie the slipknot below her navel. Yingzhi, ticklish, shifted slightly. In my haste, I pulled on any string I could find, turning the slipknot into a knot.
Yingzhi, half-opening her eyes, peeked at my clumsy attempt, brushed my hands away, and quickly untied the knot.
I pulled Yingzhi's underwear towards her legs, and she cooperated by shifting her hips, allowing me to easily pull it down to her knees. I hooked my foot around it and kicked down, and she pulled her leg back slightly, letting it completely escape her body.
I deliberately begged Yingzhi to undress me too, and she readily agreed. While Yingzhi undressed me, I admired her dynamic, alluring body, but her movements were so practiced that before I could even get a good look at her, I had already transformed into 'Primordial Celestial Venerable'.
Yingzhi nestled naked in my arms, a scene so alluring that it filled me with a mixture of pleasure and excitement, yet I still remembered the plan I'd devised last night. I wanted to tie her up and play a more exciting and thrilling game. But my first tactic, "pleading with sweet words," had already failed! My third method, "forceful binding," was neither interesting nor effective, given her brute strength. It seemed only the second plan, "luring her into a trap," was the safest option!
I had her lie down; the "wall" in that spot was actually a large bed board. I had secretly prepared two cloth strips with slipknots on either side of the board. The other ends of the strips were looped upwards. If I put Yingzhi's hands into the knots, and then pulled the looped strips down to a large nail and tied them together, Yingzhi's hands would be suspended.
The challenge now was getting both of Yingzhi's hands into the trap simultaneously.
Yingzhi was usually quite clever, so this method was also risky. I worried that she would see through my scheme, completely ruining the atmosphere I'd painstakingly created today. But then I remembered her entranced state yesterday afternoon. At that moment, it wouldn't be surprising if I put knots around her hands and feet, or even a deadly noose around her neck!
I decided to postpone the foreplay, to "capture" her first, and then slowly tease her.
Yingzhi was initially laid face up on the quilt, but she turned away in shame, presenting her round buttocks to me. Yingzhi's naked body was alluring from any angle.
I sat closer to her, lovingly caressing her round, white buttocks. Being a farmer's daughter, her skin was plump, smooth, firm, fair, and elastic. Unlike myself, a weak scholar who disliked exercise, my muscles were soft and flat.
From that semi-circular area, I stroked her long, slender thighs, following the graceful curves of her calves to her most longed-for feet. Wow! How lovely those jade feet were! During PE class, my female classmates usually go barefoot, but each of their feet has its own imperfections. Yingzhi's feet, however, are of moderate size, with beautiful lines and a very pleasing shape.
At my house, she usually wears slippers, but at her own home halfway up the mountain, she almost always wears shoes and socks. Unlike the farm girls in my hometown who often go barefoot into the paddy fields, ruining their beautiful feet.
I grabbed Yingzhi's ankle, wanting to admire it properly. But Yingzhi immediately pulled her foot away.
I thought to myself: I must tie Yingzhi's hands down to have my way with her as I please. But to tie her up, the only way is to first make her as entranced as she was yesterday afternoon before I can make my move.
So I gave up on touching Yingzhi's feet, lay face down between her legs, and prepared to give her a goosebumps first, to make her dazed and confused, and then take the opportunity to put her hand into the pre-arranged trap.
To my surprise, Yingzhi actually took the initiative to guide me with her hand. She was already very wet, and after I was fully inside her, she hugged me tightly.
Before I had even had a big thrust, Yingzhi seemed to be in the mood. So I tentatively said to her, "Yingzhi, if you let me tie your hands, I will give you unprecedented pleasure and comfort!"
Yingzhi closed her eyes and said as if in a dream, "I feel so good, my legs are numb, slow down, don't rush, cousin, I feel like I'm floating, like I'm going to fly!"
Seeing that the opportunity had come, I grabbed Yingzhi's wrist and pulled it towards her head, putting her hand into the trap under the cloth on both sides, while tightening the cloth straps hanging above, so Yingzhi's arm was suspended in the air. But she didn't realize it until I withdrew from her body, and she anxiously tried to hug me, then suddenly realized it. But it was too late.
My plan had indeed succeeded. At this moment, Yingzhi was covered by a quilt, unable to sit up, lie down, or even turn over, completely exposing her vibrant and fragrant white body to me.
Yingzhi seemed to wake from a sweet dream. She looked at me with a hint of fear and said, "Cousin, what do you want to do? Let me go! I'm so scared!"
I sat down beside her, lowered my head and kissed her, saying, "Yingzhi, don't be afraid. Usually, when I want to play something exciting with you, you always hesitate. But now you can't resist. You'll be so excited!"
Yingzhi shouted, "I don't believe in any excitement or anything like that! Cousin, let me go, or I'll scream!
" "Scream? You know when you came in that my house is on the edge of the village. Who would hear us? Besides, even if someone breaks down the door, you look quite pretty right now!"
Yingzhi didn't dare to scream anymore, but instead put on a pitiful look and said, "Cousin, please let me go! Untie me, and I'll do whatever you want with me!"
"Ha! You've come to this point! I'd never believe a cat or dog before! I'd believe you more than you do now, but you're only going to be like this for a little while! You said that, you've already tied me up twice, you should let me have my way once!"
Yingzhi had no way to argue, she said helplessly, "Cousin, I'm going to kill you, I'm doomed!"
I teased her nipples while saying, "Cousin wouldn't bear to kill you, but you'll feel incredibly good, you'll be so happy you'll love me to death! I feel bad serving you all the time, so let me serve you today!"
After saying that, I left Yingzhi, went outside to get a hot towel, and also brought in a bag of "tools". I first used the hot towel to wipe Yingzhi's little hole and the area around it that I had just invaded, and then wiped myself as well. Then I threw the towel out.
I held Yingzhi's feet in my arms, and when I started to play with them, Yingzhi immediately kicked me. I had no choice but to tie her feet up from the other two corners as well. Now Yingzhi was bound into a "big" shape. Seeing her like this, I was already feasting my eyes without even lifting a finger, and I almost couldn't resist pouncing on her to continue the second half of what we'd just been doing. But I didn't forget my other purpose. I'd gone to great lengths to orchestrate this game, not only to satisfy my own curiosity and mischievousness, but also to provoke my cousin Yingzhi as much as possible. I wanted her to remember this moment with me for the rest of her life!
I pounced on Yingzhi, and she obediently moved closer, but I deliberately didn't penetrate her. I placed my hand on her vulva, letting the tip rub against her sensitive nipples. Meanwhile, I leaned in and kissed her mouth to mouth, while my hands reached for her breasts.
Yingzhi's tongue intertwined with mine, and we exchanged saliva. Her breathing quickened, and her slender waist twisted restlessly. I, too, was so aroused by our naked contact that I could hardly contain myself. I knew that with just a slight twist of my waist and a sway of my hips, I could immediately and Yingzhi both get the greatest benefit, but this time I didn't want her to get it so easily. However, I was also unable to restrain myself, so I got up and knelt in front of Yingzhi.
In my haste, I did consider whether Yingzhi would bite me as a bargaining chip, but I couldn't care less. Yingzhi gladly took my hard penis into her mouth, sucking and licking it diligently. Seeing how well she treated me, I almost gave up the idea of torturing her.
No wonder the erotic books say: when a man's penis is at its hardest, his heart is at its softest!
However, my volcano, which was about to erupt, quickly spewed out in Yingzhi's mouth. Yingzhi didn't flinch or dodge, holding it tightly until I stopped throbbing in her mouth.
I withdrew, sat down beside her, panting heavily, and looked at my crotch. In an instant, the hardness had softened and shrunk. Looking at Yingzhi, whose limbs were bound and whose mouth was full of semen, I had no intention of helping her.
No wonder the erotic book says: "When a man's penis is at its softest, his heart is at its hardest!"
And it doesn't stop there. I deliberately tickled Yingzhi, and when she laughed, she swallowed her semen, even coughing. I caringly stroked her chest, actually touching her breasts, and kindly poured her a glass of water, but actually afraid she'd taste my own semen again when we kissed later.
After resting for a while, I touched the knot on Yingzhi's hand and tied it in a different way to avoid leaving red marks. Yingzhi looked at me and said softly, "Cousin, you've really put me through this. Will I get pregnant?"
I laughed and said, "You believe me! No way!"
Yingzhi smiled bitterly and said, "I trusted you too much, and now I'm in this mess!"
I asked her, "Yingzhi, aren't you excited?"
Yingzhi said, "You must have been deliberately trying to bully me today. I didn't get anything out of it, and you're making me laugh so hard!"
"I'll give you something in return right away!" I said, leaning down to kiss her forehead, her nose, and her cheeks. Yingzhi tried to bring her mouth closer, but I cleverly avoided it. After kissing her chin, I went to suckle her nipple. I remembered the last time I suckled her nipple, she embraced me with her arms like a loving mother, but this time her hands were tied. It's true that you can't have your cake and eat it too.
I continued kissing her towards her feet, down to her navel, her lower abdomen, and finally her alluring little hole. I started with light kisses, then sucked and blew on it, pressing down on her belly to make a strange sound from her little hole.
Yingzhi was both annoyed and amused, and simply closed her eyes to ignore me, but my continued teasing made it impossible for her to ignore me. I slipped my tongue into her vulva, teasing her sensitive little clitoris. At first, Yingzhi resisted fiercely, but later she couldn't take it anymore. Her body trembled with each touch, becoming increasingly violent, until finally she cried out, "Cousin, you're going to kill me! If you're going to do it, just do it! Don't torture me!"
Seeing Yingzhi trembling and pleading, even an iron man would soften! I let her off the hook for now. I continued to touch her feet, not being too greedy, only untying one foot and holding it in my arms to admire.
The ancients were right to describe a young girl's fleshy feet as jade feet; they were not only like works of art, but also living sculptures of white jade. They were already soft and beautiful to the eye, and even more so to the touch.
Yingzhi's soles resembled curved, freshly peeled water chestnuts, her insteps delicate and boneless. Touching and playing with them brought both a smooth, adorable feeling and the pleasure of catching a small animal.
After admiring Yingzhi's fleshy feet, I had another idea. I re-tied Yingzhi's feet and continued to tease her secret place. I carefully parted the two tender labia, took a smooth button with a thin string attached from my "tool" box, and slowly inserted it into the pink hole. Then I inserted a white bayberry. The surface of the bayberry was very rough, so Yingzhi's feet trembled like harp strings as I inserted them. I inserted one after another, losing count of how many, and then slowly pulled the string outwards.
As bayberries emerged one by one from Yingzhi's little hole, her body convulsed again. Yingzhi, usually so gentle and polite to me, suddenly cried out, "You bastard cousin, you bad cousin, just fuck me to death! Don't torture me like this!"
I calmly replied, "Yingzhi, call me 'husband,' and I'll let you go immediately!"
"Bad husband, bad husband, please let me go!" Yingzhi cried weakly.
"No! You have to call me 'good husband'!" I deliberately teased her, picking up another bayberry.
Yingzhi trembled, saying, "Good husband, good cousin, please let me go! You've killed me!"
I freed Yingzhi's hands, immediately receiving a flurry of playful punches in return. Then, Yingzhi quickly untied her feet and pounced on me like a hungry tiger, the two of us rolling around on the quilt until she drained me of every last drop.
For the next few days, we used the same method to make love. But the good times didn't last. My mother came back from my grandmother's house. Needless to say, Yingzhi was like a mouse before a cat in her presence, and even I didn't dare to make a move.
The night before Yingzhi was to leave, I finally couldn't resist going to Hongling's room and hugging her. I was filled with sorrow and my heart was heavy, but Yingzhi remained cheerful.
I asked, "Yingzhi, is there really no hope for us to be together?"
Yingzhi smiled and said, "Don't be silly, cousin. I even know my future cousin's wife. She's more suitable for you than I am."
I said firmly, "I don't want that spoiled girl. I like the innocent and lively you!"
I went to high school in another city, but I still missed Yingzhi. I decided to tell my mother my wishes!
That winter vacation, I returned to my hometown for the New Year. One night, while I was reading in my room, Hongling gave me a "big flower bun," a five-inch diameter bread with a double happiness pattern printed on it.
I asked her, "Whose daughter got married?"
Sister Hongling said, "It's Yingzhi! It's been several days. If you want some, I can steam some for you."
I said indifferently, "No need."
The next day, I dug a pit at the place where I buried my beloved bird as a child and buried that "big flower bun" deep inside.
I didn't agree to the marriage my mother had arranged for me. Not long after, my love discovered it among my classmates.
I didn't see Yingzhi again until my wedding. She was still very cheerful. She even played a major role in organizing the "bridal chamber pranks." I kept an eye on her every move, but she acted as if nothing had happened between us in the past. I secretly compared her to my wife. Of course, the bride was more beautiful.
But, it was the same old house, the same room, and the old friends were still there, only everything had changed!
When Yingzhi was about to go back, her husband came to pick her up on his bicycle. He was a kind and honest young man, stronger than me! Yingzhi and I looked very well-matched, the young couple affectionately. He carefully tilted the bike slightly so Yingzhi could sit on the back, then slowly rode away.
Watching her receding figure, I thought: Perhaps Yingzhi was right! She has her own destiny, but why can't I have the same future as her? Have I ever challenged fate?
All bayberries are sour, making one's mouth water just thinking about them.
White bayberries are slightly sour, but still sour! Just like my heart at this moment!
"Honey, you put the suitcase too high! I need to get my clothes." A sweet voice behind me woke me from my reverie.
I never saw white bayberries again, though my aunt's family sent fresh fruit every year. Yingzhi's younger brother told me that in the year Yingzhi got married, a massive rainstorm struck, and their only white bayberry tree died from a landslide.
I will never forget that story of the white bayberry.
Whether "white bayberry" is actually another variety of bayberry, or if my aunt and uncle were just trying to flatter me with unripe bayberries, I honestly don't know. I've been to the bayberry orchards on farms, and I've only ever seen red and black varieties.
It's fine if my aunt is lying to me, but I don't want to spread misinformation about things that don't exist.
This article was written and discussed in the "Humen" forum, with many inspirations coming from friends. I also asked friends there about white bayberries.
Roson said he'd seen white radishes, and Klim said he'd never seen white bayberries, but he'd read about them in a book. There's a mountain called Dongting Mountain that produces these white bayberries, which can be used to make sorghum liquor. It's deep red, sweet and mild, very easy to drink, and perfect for a midday drink in early summer! In the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, this liquor is called "Yangmei Shao," which is made from white bayberries.

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