【The Chronicles of Calabash Village】(Chapters 6 and 7) Author: Unknown

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Chapter Six: Seizing Every Opportunity for Pleasure, Deep in the Mansion, a Beautiful Oriole Hides
It is said that Heiwa's husband and his wife, having made love three times the night before, were unable to get up early the next morning. The worst off
were Qiusheng and Cuicui, separated by Zhu the Butcher's room, unable to make their way in. They could only
toss and turn, unable to sleep, watching Zhu the Butcher go to sell meat. Meanwhile, Old Master Bai was groaning and coughing incessantly in bed
, struggling for a long time before finally getting out of bed to go for a walk.
"Cuicui! Cuicui!" Qiusheng crawled out of the warm blankets, slipped on his shoes, and
called out sharply towards Cuicui's room, gripping the doorframe.
"Who is it?" Cuicui asked from inside.
"It's me! Qiusheng!" Qiusheng replied, feeling both happy and worried. Happy that Cuicui was indeed awake, but worried
that his grandfather and future father-in-law might not return for some time.
There were a few soft taps in the room, followed by the sound of the door being bolted. Cui Cui, dressed in a snow-white
undergarment, came out, her long, flowing hair tossing wildly. Her full breasts were half-open, half-concealed. She gave Qiu Sheng a quick
smile, then lowered her head and walked briskly towards him.
Just as she reached him, Qiu Sheng suddenly leaped out, grabbing Cui Cui around the waist and lifting her up in his arms. Startled, she
kicked and struggled like a panicked rabbit. "What are you doing? What are you doing?" Cui Cui cried out.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Qiu Sheng leaped to the bedside, tossing the girl's soft, fragrant
body onto it. He pounced on her like a hungry tiger, "I missed you! I missed you!..." he mumbled,
pressing his lips against her flushed face, nuzzling and licking.
Cuicui panicked for a moment, twisting her body like a water snake, but the man's body
pressed down on her like a heavy boulder. She finally managed to free one hand to push him away, hurriedly saying, "No! No
! What if... Father comes back and sees us? It'll be so embarrassing!"
This was exactly what Qiusheng was worried about. He had no choice but to helplessly climb off Cuicui, lying on his back and
panting heavily. "I've been hungry for so long, I couldn't hold back anymore!" he said, staring blankly at the girl's face,
unsure what to do.
Seeing him staring at her blankly, Cuicui's face flushed even more. "You're such a coward! I just
said that and you got off, but you pressed me down like that, and now you're not having it!" she
said softly, biting her lip, slightly displeased with Qiusheng's reaction.
"I'm not a coward," Qiu Sheng argued. "If we get going and can't stop,
what will you do when your father comes back and sees us?"
"Then don't touch and kiss, just get it in and finish quickly, it's better than just kissing and smacking your lips."
Cui Cui reached out and lightly brushed the man's face, jumped off the bed and ran outside, "Come to my side! Da
Da!" She turned back and called out as she reached the door.
Qiu Sheng quickly realized what she meant, but he didn't immediately get out of bed and chase after her. Instead, he took some time
to assess the feasibility of the situation: Butcher Zhu usually didn't come back until noon, but his grandfather was unpredictable
. However, if they skipped the kissing and smacking, and just got it in, it was quite possible
to do it before his grandfather returned. Having made up his mind, he calmly rolled off the bed, stretched
his limbs, and dashed to Cuicui's room.
When Qiusheng bolted the door and turned around, Cuicui was facing away, hands on her hips
, pulling down her underpants until her white buttocks were exposed at the back of her legs. She then sat on the bed, beckoning to Qiusheng
and saying, "Come here! Darling!" Her hands were on the back of the bed, her legs playfully
swinging at the edge.
Qiusheng rushed over, pressed down on Cuicui's knees, and spread her lotus-root-like, white, tender legs,
revealing her naked vulva. He swallowed hard, lifted the girl's buttocks, as if continuing to
pull off the remaining underpants, his eagerness causing his hands to tremble slightly.
"Stop! Stop! Don't take it off anymore,
it'll take forever to put it back on!" Cui Cui hurriedly grabbed his waistband, only letting him pull it down to his calves before stopping.
"Alright!" Qiu Sheng straightened up, his face flushed, panting heavily. He quickly
unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his towel, revealing his hard, erect penis.
"Oh! My God!" Cui Cui exclaimed in surprise, "It's only been a day and a night, and it's already so much bigger than the day before
!" she said lewdly.
Qiu Sheng was embarrassed. Looking down, he saw his penis throbbing with each breath, and it did indeed seem much larger
. "Look how much this thing is holding back! As the saying goes, 'A day apart feels like three autumns,' it's been missing your little pussy
!" With that, he reached out and pushed Cuicui sprawled on the bed, crouched down, picked up her two slender legs and put them on his shoulders
, tilted his head, aimed carefully, and thrust his hips towards her pussy.
"Ah..." Cuicui let out a short cry, stretched her neck back, and gasped for breath. The
huge glans seemed to have eyes, forcing open the tightly closed opening and sinking into the hot pussy,
making Cuicui tremble like a leaf.
Because they hadn't kissed or licked each other, and Qiu Sheng was worried that the vaginal lubrication wasn't sufficient, and that he might
hurt Cui Cui in a rush, he stopped penetrating deeper. He simply tilted his head and wiggled his hips, letting his glans rub against
her flesh, hoping that more fluid would flow from her already damp labia before he could go all in.
"Stop dawdling, hurry up and put it in!" Cui Cui said anxiously, her legs off the man's
shoulders and curled up on her chest. Her hands reached under her white buttocks, spreading her tender labia and pulling open her pink
slit. "Hurry up and put your big cock in... in... fill my cunt!" she
called out softly in a wanton voice.
"Alright, here I come!" Qiu Sheng spat, steadied himself, gritted his teeth, and thrust his hips forward.
His hot cock slid steadily into her warm cunt, leaving not a speck outside.
It was obvious that her vagina was not fully lubricated yet, but as the penis went in, Cui Cui did not feel any
discomfort at all. She just frowned slightly, and her reaction was surprisingly mild.
"Oh my... my darling... your hole is so good, I feel so happy..." Qiu Sheng felt
dizzy, closing his eyes to feel the indescribable comfort inside that hole.
"Qiu Sheng! Your big cock is filling my heart... I'm so excited... it's really making me happy to death," Cui Cui
gasped, her contracting lower abdomen causing her hole to tighten and loosen as it sucked on the cock. "Oh... so good
... Qiu Sheng! Hurry up and thrust... hurry up..." she urged, panting.
Hearing this, Qiu Sheng quickly opened his eyes and perked up, pressing his white thighs tightly against her, his pubic bone pressed against her full,
smooth mound, wiggling his buttocks as he vigorously rubbed, stirred, and teased her... After a few moments,
when the hole started to gush with fluid and make a "chirping" sound, he began to thrust his cock in and out.
"Ah..." Cui Cui took a deep breath, raising her plump, white buttocks even higher to allow the
hot, thick, hard penis to smoothly enter and exit, scraping against the walls of her vagina, bringing waves of pleasurable tingling that spread throughout
her body.
After about a hundred thrusts, Qiu Sheng gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, his large penis plunging heavily into her wet, moist vagina,
the "crackling" sounds between his legs ringing out incessantly.
"Oh...my dear mother!...you're so good...so pleasurable! Qiu Sheng!" Cui Cui moaned unrestrainedly
, as the glans struck the deepest part of her vagina with each thrust.
"I'll fuck you... fuck you... fuck your little cunt raw!" Hearing the ecstatic moans, Qiu Sheng
was instantly aroused, gritting his teeth and glaring angrily as he began to thrust. "Only a day has passed, and you've already... become so
... slutty!" He growled as he released his hands, bracing himself on the edge of the bed, pressing his chest against Cui Cui's
thighs so her cunt was facing upwards, pounding relentlessly like a rammed earth wall.
"Fuck... fuck... ah... fuck my cunt raw! Fuck me to death!" Cui Cui grabbed her
ankles, pulling her knees onto her bulging breasts, suddenly feeling the penis pierce even deeper and harder, and couldn't help but
moan and scream, rolling her head wildly on the bed.
In an instant, vaginal fluids splattered, wetting their genitals and the bedding below. Qiu Sheng thrust with all his
might, like a raging bull, relentlessly charging through the fleshy swamp.
The heat within her intensified, like a fiery pit, yet his penis remained as hard as steel, the glans throbbing as if about to burst.
Wave after wave of pleasure assaulted his trembling nerves, fine beads of sweat already forming on his forehead. He
knew not when it would end.
Just as he was reaching his climax, Cui Cui suddenly gripped the blanket beneath her, screaming with a mixture of surprise and joy
, "I'm coming! I'm coming!" As soon as she finished speaking, her vulva began to twitch and throb,
nervously sucking on the man's penis.
Hearing this, Qiu Sheng felt a surge of elation; it seemed he was eager to satisfy her before his grandfather returned. To
end the fight as quickly as possible, he stopped, readjusted his posture, took a deep breath, and began
to whip even more frantically, the sounds of "bang bang bang" filling the air.
"Oh...oh...woo waa...woo woo..." Cui Cui whimpered, reaching out to press Qiu Sheng's buttocks,
pulling rhythmically into her vagina. Because she used so much force, her nails dug deep into his flesh. "Deeper! Deeper
! Ah...that's it! My God! My darling...woo waa...I'm so happy!" She
could no longer distinguish between pain and pleasure, thrusting her hips forward to meet his thrusts.
After about four or five hundred thrusts, Cui Cui tensed her body tightly. A mournful scream followed, and her wild sobs
turned into low moans. Her neck was stretched straight, and soft gurgling sounds came from her throat. The sheets beneath her
were torn and crumpled, the fleshy opening tightly gripping the base of his penis. The inner folds of flesh playfully
sucked at the glans, and suddenly a wave of heat surged from within, engulfing his penis.
Qiu Sheng suddenly felt a numbness in his lower back, knowing he was about to climax. He groaned and thrust in, his penis
swelling and contracting inside her… Just as he was about to ejaculate, his grandfather's voice suddenly came from the doorway: "Qiu Sheng!
Qiu Sheng!…" Startled, the two on the other side fell silent. With a "splash,
" Qiu Sheng pulled his penis out, ejaculating thick, white fluid all over the woman's buttocks.
Grandpa's cane and footsteps echoed into the house. Qiu Sheng, not even bothering to clean himself,
hurriedly pulled up his pants, haphazardly stuffed his dripping penis into his crotch, and hastily straightened his clothes
. He turned and ran out the door, leaving Cuicui behind.
"Grandpa! What do you want? I'm here!" Qiu Sheng stopped at the doorway, pausing before stepping back into the house
.
"Where have you been? I've called you until I'm hoarse and you haven't answered!" Old Master Bai raised his cane
, feigning a blow.
Qiu Sheng jumped aside to avoid it. "I just got up, I was in the outhouse, I couldn't answer you!
What do you need so early in the morning? I'll be right there!" He smiled apologetically at his grandfather, then went over to
massage his shoulders.
"Yesterday, you invited the swordsmen, and they all brandished their weapons. Their martial arts skills are quite remarkable. Everyone in the village says that
Calabash Village is saved. This is of course a great achievement for you!" Old Master Bai
said slowly, stroking his white beard. Suddenly, he frowned. "But, Qiusheng, I just can't shake this feeling of unease. I don't know
what's wrong with me, but something just doesn't feel right. I've been thinking about it all morning!" he said worriedly.
"Grandpa, why don't I go back to the house? I can see what the swordsmen are doing, find out what's going on, and then I'll
have some idea of what's going on," Qiusheng said cleverly. Being able to share his grandfather's worries always made him feel at ease.
"That's exactly what I was thinking. I was originally going to ask Heiwa to go, but when I passed by his house just now, the door was tightly
shut. The fire was practically burning my eyebrows, and he was still sleeping in?" Old Master Bai sighed. "Here's what we'll do
! Go check again. If Heiwa isn't up yet, wake him up, and the two of you go together!
Come back quickly and report!" He waved to Heiwa and ordered.
Qiusheng received the order and hurried out the door, rushing towards Heiwa's house. His crotch felt sticky the whole way.
Feeling awful, Qiu Sheng reached the courtyard wall of Heiwa's house, only to find the gate still tightly shut. He called out twice from outside the gate,
"Heiwa! Heiwa!" But his voice was like a stone sinking into the sea; no one answered from inside.
The sun was already high in the sky, and they still hadn't gotten up. Didn't the couple care about their health? Qiu Sheng
thought to himself, and without thinking, he leaped over the courtyard wall and jumped into the yard. It turned out that apart from
the Bai family's tall and respectable stone walls, the rest of the houses in Hulu Village were all earthen walls about a person's height. Seeing that the window was half open,
he went over, opened it, and looked inside. Good heavens! Two pale, white bodies were entwined together, fast asleep
!
Qiu Sheng looked closely at their groins. Heiwa's limp penis was still inside the woman's vagina, the glans
almost slipping out. Xiulan's vulva was covered in thick, dark pubic hair, and her
slightly darkened labia, which peeked out, resembled two tempting black fungus—something Cuicui lacked, making it both
novel and strange to her.
Just as Qiusheng was engrossed in watching, the woman slowly woke up, stretched
, and her soft, white breasts swayed gently on her chest like two large white rabbits.
The two pointed, dark red nipples atop them made Qiusheng swallow hard,
a series of gurgling sounds coming from his throat.
Perhaps Xiulan heard the noise, for she suddenly opened her beautiful eyes with a start, sat bolt upright on the bed
, and shouted, "Who's there?!"
"Sister Xiulan! It's me!" Qiusheng, unable to dodge, could only reply with a grin.
Xiulan saw Qiusheng staring intently at the crotch of her thighs. She quickly looked down and saw
a large pink opening in her vulva, still bearing the "battle marks" of the previous night, looking shiny and quite attractive
. She was furious and her face turned red as she cursed, "You naughty devil! Coming here so early in the morning to look at
your mother's cunt!" She pulled her knees together, covered her chest with one hand, and hurriedly pulled her clothes over
her white thighs with the other.
"I didn't mean to look. I came to find Heiwa, but no one answered after I called a few times..." Qiusheng quickly explained
, his tongue somehow getting tied. "I... I thought... I thought no one was in the house?"
At this moment, Heiwa woke up and, seeing their awkward expressions, chuckled. "You haven't
had enough of looking at Cuicui, so you came here to see my wife?"
Qiusheng blushed. "No... no, it's not like that, listen to me!" He and Heiwa were usually
very close, and such jokes were commonplace, but even so, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed.
"So what if you saw it! Stop being so coy, are you even a man?" Heiwa was
n't ashamed at all. He got out of bed, grabbed his clothes from the bedside table, and started dressing unhurriedly, still muttering, "I'm
getting tired of sleeping with the same woman every night. She's not as fresh and tender as your Cui Cui! How about we swap sometime,
it'd be fun..."
Xiulan, seeing Heiwa's increasingly absurd talk, spat at him, "You crazy man, you never say anything serious!
If we swapped, you'd probably be reluctant to part with her!" Heiwa chuckled twice, and she winked at him, blushing,
saying, "Ignore him! He can't say anything nice!" She then got out of bed and
went to a corner to get dressed.
Heiwa came out dressed and asked, "What's the rush so early in the morning?" He suddenly became
serious, as if he'd transformed into a different person. Qiu Sheng then explained his grandfather's arrangements. He readily agreed and, without a word,
walked out with Qiu Sheng. Upon reaching the courtyard gate, Qiu Sheng felt a pair of eyes watching his back. As if possessed, he
turned his head and glanced at them. Xiu Lan's beautiful face flashed past the window and disappeared, leaving him with a strange
and uneasy feeling.
The sun shone brightly, almost blindingly so. As the two passed the threshing ground,
a noisy crowd gathered under the old locust tree. Curious, they went to investigate. Two
young men wearing straw hats were pushing a cart of watermelons to sell in the village. Their faces were unfamiliar, but they were loudly calling out,
"Watermelons for sale! Watermelons for sale! Big, sweet watermelons!"
Seeing the watermelons' green rinds and bright red flesh, Heiwa pushed through the crowd and asked,
"These watermelons look good! How much?"
"One copper coin! You can buy a big watermelon for just one copper coin!" one of them replied. "Borrow the land, no sweetness, no
money. Want one?"
"What a bargain!" Heiwa nodded and was about to pick one when someone called his name from the crowd.
Heiwa looked up and saw his second aunt, who was handing him a watermelon. "Your second uncle said that Dao Ke is
our great benefactor. Taking this watermelon to them to quench their thirst is a way to repay the villagers' kindness!"
Heiwa quickly took it. "Second uncle is so thoughtful! I was just about to pick out a watermelon for Dao Ke,
and this is perfect! I'll thank everyone for their kindness on Dao Ke's behalf!" He picked up the watermelon, said goodbye to everyone, and
turned into the alley leading to the Bai family compound with Qiusheng.
"Heiwa! This watermelon is so cheap, I think something's fishy," Qiusheng said uneasily from behind.
"The watermelon seller doesn't seem to be from around here!"
"Are you alright?" Heiwa reached out and touched Qiusheng's forehead, saying strangely, "Could it be that bandits are
selling watermelons? And poisoned them?" He turned the watermelon around in his hand, examining it closely, but found no cracks or
breaks.
"I mean, if word gets out that we hired a swordsman and the bandits find out, it'll be
bad!" Qiusheng still felt something was amiss and tried to persuade Heiwa.
"He doesn't look like a spy! He seems like an honest, upright businessman!" Heiwa shook his head, still
not believing him.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at the entrance of the Bai family compound. Qiusheng shook the door knocker, but no one answered. Heiwa, being impatient,
jumped forward and kicked the vermilion gate a few times, making it clang loudly, but there was still no sign of anyone. After a
long while, no one came out to open the door. The two were dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
"Why is the door closed in broad daylight?" Qiusheng asked, scratching his head, completely baffled.
"Could they be afraid of the bandits? They just arrived, closed the door, and ran away..." Heiwa guessed. "The
Hydra is infamous; everyone in the surrounding villages knows them. Besides, they're said to have over three hundred henchmen
, strong and powerful, invincible."
"That's impossible! It's not about numbers," Qiusheng shook his head and retorted. "Didn't you see the swordsman
's skill yesterday? Even taking the head of a general amidst a thousand troops would be as easy as taking something out of a bag!" That superb
swordsmanship was deeply etched in his mind; it was a skill that ordinary people couldn't possess.
"Then...this...how do you explain this?" Heiwa was also bewildered, looking at the high wall and saying, "It's just that
your wall is so high, if I had the lightness skill of a swordsman who can fly over walls, I could just fly in and see
what's going on!"
"You're just dreaming! You're just thinking nonsense..." Qiusheng glared at him, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration,
"That's right, there's a lower wall on the west side, if you step on my shoulders, maybe you can get in!"
The two went around to the west side, Qiusheng stood firm at the corner of the wall, and let Heiwa step on his shoulders to climb up the wall.
"I can't reach it! It's still a hand's width away! What a pity! What a pity!" Heiwa sighed repeatedly from above.
"Try jumping up! You blockhead!" Qiusheng gritted his teeth and shouted, his shoulders were
hurting from Heiwa's stepping on them, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He was about to give up.
Reminded of this, Heiwa slightly shrank back, then suddenly leaped upwards, stretching out his hands to barely grab
the edge of the top of the courtyard wall. Pushing off the wall with his feet, he flipped over like a monkey to the top. "Jumping down
won't be a problem this time!" He stood on the wall, looked inside, and then stuck out his tongue.
"So... do you still want the watermelon?" Qiusheng asked, unsure if he could throw it accurately into Heiwa's
hands; it would smash to pieces if it flipped over.
"Why are you still thinking about these bastards?" Heiwa waved his hand from the wall. "Taking it back to Grandpa
is better than feeding it to these dogs. Come back and get me!" With that, he leaped and disappeared over the wall.
Before Qiu Sheng could even call out "Watch out!", Heiwa had already landed in the yard,
crying out "Ouch!" a few times. Then, Qiu Sheng heard him calling out in a high-pitched voice from inside, "Qiu Sheng! It's alright! It's alright!"
Only then did Qiu Sheng feel relieved. Looking at the watermelon on the ground, he was troubled: Heiwa didn't know that his grandfather didn't eat such
cold fruit, and he himself didn't like it either, but throwing it away seemed a waste. After much deliberation, he picked it up and headed
towards Heiwa's house. He knew Xiulan loved watermelon; if she ate it, it would be a return to its rightful owner!
Meanwhile, Heiwa, inside the yard, accidentally twisted his ankle. Fortunately, it wasn't serious; after rubbing it a few times, he could move it
again. The yard was empty, not a soul in sight, but from the back garden
came sounds of laughter and the faint clinking of glasses. Sniffing the air, he could almost smell the faint
aroma of wine. "Damn it! We went to all this trouble to invite these bastards here, the whole village was counting on them
to save us, and here they are, indulging in a life of pleasure in this secluded mansion!" Heiwa felt a pang of resentment
, so he ran to the attic facing the garden to see what was going on—he had known Qiusheng since childhood, and was
a favorite of Old Master Bai, often visiting the Bai family's courtyard to play.
He knew every blade of grass, every brick and tile in the Bai family's home intimately.
It was midday, and the sun shone directly into the garden. The chrysanthemums that Old Master Bai had carefully cultivated
were blooming like clusters of gold, and colorful butterflies fluttered up and down among the flowers in the intense sunlight.
The air was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers and the strong aroma of wine; it was indeed a beautiful scene of "a secluded courtyard locking in the clear autumn
. " In the open space surrounded by chrysanthemums, three swordsmen sat cross-legged around a long, low alder table. The table
was already a mess of cups and plates, and they were all slumped over, thoroughly drunk. Beside them, nestled among the flowers and
leaves, sat a stunningly beautiful girl holding a pipa—who else could it be but Cai'er?
"Play us a beautiful tune to liven things up!" the swordsman leader roared, brandishing his claws
.
"Yes, I'll begin!" Cai'er replied calmly, as if
she were already quite used to this kind of scene.
Cai'er calmly adjusted the strings by turning the tuning pegs. Her slender fingers swept across the strings gracefully,
producing a few soft sounds. Then, as her fingertips danced nimbly across the pipa strings, a continuous stream of pipa music
flowed from her fingertips. Sometimes it was a cacophony of sounds like a sudden downpour, sometimes like lovers whispering secrets
… She played like this, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, until the sound gradually became mellow and clear, like
beads of varying sizes rolling into a smooth porcelain plate. With a turn of her finger, it sometimes sounded like a nightingale singing sweetly among a profusion of flowers
, sometimes like a spring flowing gently through the mountains… The sound gradually faded and then disappeared.
Heiwa, a rough man who couldn't read or write, was now engrossed in a thousand
images conjuring up in his mind as the pipa melody played. He was completely captivated. From the faint, ethereal sound of the pipa, he seemed to hear the
myriad thoughts swirling in Cai'er's heart, thoughts she couldn't share with the swordsmen before her. She could only express them through the strings,
words unspoken, unspoken.
Just when everyone thought the piece had ended, Cai'er tossed her head, and the pipa music resumed , the sound like the clanging of a shattering silver vase, sharp and urgent. Heiwa seemed to hear the sounds of horses' 　　hooves, shouts, and clashing swords
in battle … a cacophony of sounds. Just as the music was becoming increasingly difficult to discern, Cai'er 　　slender fingers swept across all four strings, producing a sharp, piercing sound like tearing silk. Apart from the 　　lingering, melancholic music, the surroundings were utterly silent. 　　It took a long while for Heiwa and the swordsmen in the attic to come to their senses—the music had already ended, and the swordsmen 　　exclaimed in unison, "Wonderful! Wonderful! Miss's skill is divine, I admire you!" The leader clapped his hands vigorously and shouted loudly. 　　"Miss's pipa playing is indeed magical, and Brother's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world!" one swordsman quickly flattered the 　　leader, and another continued, "Exactly! Exactly! One scholar, one warrior, a perfect match! A perfect match!" 　　The leader then grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and laughed heartily. After laughing, he picked up the wine jug and gulped down a mouthful.

He beckoned to Cai'er and called out, "Come on! Come on! Give me a smile, stop with that long face!" Cai'er reluctantly
smiled, the dimples that had just appeared on her cheeks vanishing instantly. "Miss, do you know how to dance?
While everyone's in a good mood, how about you dance for us?" he asked, his bull-like eyes practically threatening
.
Cai'er didn't answer, remaining seated motionless in the shadows of the flowers. Heiwa couldn't help but worry for her: if she angered
these swordsmen, they were capable of anything! Sure enough, the leader slammed his fist on the table and jumped up,
yelling at Cai'er, "You stinking woman! I just praised you for your playing, and now you refuse to dance! This
is clearly a case of refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! Do you believe I'll execute you right here and now?!"
(Chapter Seven: Heiwa Views Spring Scenery from the Pavilion, Qiusheng Exchanges Watermelon for a Beauty )
Meanwhile, the swordsman leader, seeing Cai'er's refusal, flew into a rage. One of the swordsmen hurriedly stood up, rushed over
, and hugged the leader, trying to appease him gently, "Brother, calm down. Why bother with a little girl?
You already punished her all night; why rush things? You can punish her later!" After much persuasion,
the leader finally sat down angrily, still cursing incessantly.
Seeing that his elder brother's anger had subsided somewhat, another swordsman went into the shadows of the flowers and whispered something in Cai'er's ear for
a while. Because they were too far apart, Heiwa couldn't hear what he was saying, but it was probably a
combination of persuasion and threats, explaining the advantages and disadvantages. Only then did Cai'er get up, put down her pipa, and gracefully walk to the open space.
Without the shadows of the flowers to conceal her, Heiwa, on the upper floor, could see Cai'er very clearly: she was wearing
a lake-blue emerald green dress, with a floral pleated skirt tied around her waist. Her hair was styled in a low bun, with
a hollowed-out gold phoenix hairpin inserted diagonally, adorned with star-shaped purple jade. Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her skin was as white and smooth as cream
, her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes were clear and bright, her nose was straight and sculpted, and her lips were slightly pursed, as red as
cherries. What a beautiful and delicate face! Looking at her figure again, a purple crystal necklace around her neck
made her small collarbone appear even more exquisite. Her shoulders were delicate and slender, her waist was slender and bound, and her ten fingers were as white and slender as scallions. When she moved with light steps, her full hips
swayed gracefully, and her swaying figure exuded a thousand kinds of charm—she was even more beautiful than when I first saw her in Meixian County.
"Lift your leg up so we can see!" the leader commanded gruffly. "Like last night, do a one-legged stance
! It's your specialty."
Cai'er hesitated, seemingly reluctant, but slowly raised her leg. As she raised it
higher, her thin pleated skirt slid down to her waist, revealing a slender, lotus-root-like white leg.
She stretched out her long, white arms and firmly held it up, exposing the plump mound of flesh between her legs. In
the sunlight, it split open with a pink opening—she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Heiwa then understood the leader's malicious
intention: to expose the girl's shameful vulva to the light of day!
The three swordsmen's drooling eyes were fixed on the vulva, which bloomed like a flower, their eyes practically spitting
fire. Only when Cai'er's supporting leg trembled slightly, her face flushed red and she was about to collapse
, did the leader coldly say, "Alright, put it down! Take off your shoes and start jumping!"
Cai'er then lowered her leg, took off her pointed, upturned embroidered shoes, and began to jump barefoot. Her
delicate, white feet landed on the smooth stone slabs. Using one foot as a pivot, she twirled, her flowing sleeves billowing
, round and round. The wide hem of her pleated skirt billowed in the afternoon sunlight, like a
huge, beautiful flower in full bloom. Her two barely visible breasts trembled violently with each movement
, like wings about to burst forth, carrying her to a safe world, a world without hunger
or inhuman humiliation. Her eyes remained tightly closed, her arched eyebrows trembling, as if unwilling
to witness the filth of the world. She was lost in her own beautiful dream, enjoying the brief
dizziness brought on by the spinning. This dizziness seemed to make her forget the sorrows of the world, or perhaps she was simply dreaming, dreaming of
her hometown in Ba Shang, dreaming of the beautiful memories of her girlhood.
In Heiwa's eyes, Cai'er was no longer that lowly prostitute! She was not just the girl he had spent the night with;
she was also the great benefactor of Hulu Village, a goddess sent by heaven to save Hulu Village—so noble, so pure!
She silently endured immense humiliation. For her own survival, and for the very existence of Hulu Village, she
danced barefoot under the scorching sun, her swaying waist as delicate as a willow branch in a storm, her full
hips trembling tirelessly. Her face, her eyebrows, her nose—they were like blazing flames, scorching
Heiwa's eyes and burning his heart.
If this dance were performed elsewhere, solely for Heiwa, he would surely applaud
. But today, he couldn't appreciate her allure, couldn't admire her beauty. His heart
sank to the depths of despair, unable to find any joy. He didn't know if Cai'er's sacrifice would be
rewarded, if it could save the villagers from their suffering. Faced with fate, he felt an unprecedented
helplessness: Heiwa, a grown man, was powerless not only to save his fellow villagers, but
also to protect even a weak woman!
"Alright! Alright! Stop jumping..." the leader roared impatiently.
Startled awake from her dream, Cai'er swayed and stopped, her forehead glistening with sweat.
"Great hero, I... my head is spinning. Could I rest in the room?" she pleaded timidly, bowing slightly.
"Rest?" the leader glared, startling Cai'er, who trembled with fear. "You wish!
We haven't had enough fun yet, and you want to rest? Come to Pei'an Gate for a drink!" the leader shouted angrily.
Cai'er had no choice but to approach and was about to sit down in an empty seat when the leader suddenly yelled, "Who
told you to sit there!" Cai'er had to straighten up, standing helplessly to the side. The leader grabbed a large
sword beside him and swept the table with the scabbard, sending the scattered cups and plates crashing to the floor.
"Take off your clothes and lie down on this!" he commanded, pointing to the table.
Cai'er, probably never having seen anything like this before, stood there stunned, tears welling in her eyes, unsure of what to do.
"Stop dawdling! Are you going to take your clothes off or not?" The leader abruptly stood up,
drawing his sword with a clang, brandishing it brightly in front of the girl's eyes. The two swordsmen beside him were stunned and dared not approach to
persuade her.
Cai'er wiped away her red eyes, drying the tears that had overflowed. She quickly smiled,
biting her lip, and began to undress—she knew all too well what these inhuman swordsmen were up to. Her clothes,
like leaves, slipped off Cai'er's perfect shoulders and hips,
piling up at her ankles. She stood there trembling on the stone slab, her long, slender legs curvaceous, especially
her firm breasts, which resembled plump, white pigeons, and the small patch of dark
hair at the base of her thighs… Everything seemed calm and serene. In the bright afternoon sunlight, the girl's naked body appeared
as if sculpted from porcelain, radiating a dazzling white glow, brimming with feminine vitality.
Although Heiwa and Cai'er had been intimate twice, he hadn't taken off her clothes the first time, and the second time it
was too rushed to see clearly. Now, seeing Cai'er's complete naked body, he couldn't help but groan inwardly. His eyes widened
like two copper bells as he watched Cai'er gracefully walk to the wooden table, turn over,
and lie down... "Wait!" The leader stretched out his thick arm and caught the woman as she fell
, pointing his knife at the two dumbfounded swordsmen opposite him, saying, "You two, get down on the ground and
get ready!"
The two looked at each other, wondering what their leader was up to, but they obediently
got up and went to the open ground, crawling like dogs, their heads bowed and their backsides facing the wooden table—they
probably misunderstood their leader's meaning, thinking he didn't want them to see what he was doing.
The leader tossed his broadsword aside, slamming it into the wooden table with a thud. He deftly bent
down, scooped the woman into his arms, and strode towards his men. Reaching her, he kicked
one of the swordsmen beside him hard: "You're incredibly stupid! Get closer and stick to me!" The one who'd been kicked cried out "Ouch!"
and quickly moved to another. Only
when the leader laid the woman's limp body flat on their backs did they realize: their leader was going to use them as a bed of flesh!
"Heh heh! How can such a beautiful girl sleep on that hard wooden table?" the leader
laughed smugly. He walked back, picked up the wine jar from the ground, gulped it down, and, carrying the half-
empty jar, stumbled over to the woman. With a flick of his wrist, he poured the wine over her deep
cleavage.
The cool wine sent a shiver down Cai'er's spine. She let out a soft moan and twisted her body. The wine,
like a winding snake, trickled down her neck and onto the clothes of the two swordsmen below.
Another stream flowed from her chest down to her stomach, threatening to meander down her neatly trimmed ribs
.
In a flash, the leader tossed the wine jar aside, stuck out his long tongue, and bent down to intercept
the flow. He slurped up the wine with gusto, sucking it all into his mouth. Satisfied, he exclaimed,
"Wonderful! Wonderful! The aroma of wine mixed with the scent of milk—the taste is truly extraordinary!"
Cai'er felt a tickling sensation on her stomach and struggled to lift her head. A hairy head was already buried
under her breast, its bright red tongue licking up the trail of wine that had just flowed.
"I'll lick...lick...lick every inch of your skin..." the leader mumbled groggily, exhaling his pungent
breath onto Cai'er's breasts. As his tongue traced her cleavage, the rough stubble of his beard prickled against her soft
breasts like awns, making Cai'er moan and whimper. The man's tongue was like a flame, igniting
the fire of desire within her. After licking her cleavage, he moved to the area above her breasts, gently nibbling at her delicate collarbone with his teeth
. Finally, he pressed his entire body weight down on her, panting heavily as he buried his face in Cai'er's snow-white neck, licking and nuzzling wildly
.
From the high vantage point of the pavilion where Heiwa stood, the entire scene was laid bare: the two swordsmen below were grimacing and
enduring the pain, while Cai'er, frowning, tossed her disheveled black hair back and forth, helplessly pushing against the man's broad
shoulders, trying to push him down, but his body was as immovable as a heavy boulder.
Cai'er gritted her teeth to suppress a groan; the man's weight made it hard for her to breathe, so she could only desperately
spread her hands, feigning submission. But the leader was not satisfied. He reached out his rough, large hands to cup
the girl's delicate face, pressing his gaping maw against her cherry-like lips.
"Mmm..." Cai'er stubbornly refused to open her mouth, desperately shaking her head to dodge, but the man's
large hands held her head like iron clamps, making it impossible for her to escape. All she could do was clench
her teeth, preventing the man's tongue from entering her mouth.
The leader's face was contorted in an ugly grimace, like a ravenous monster, stubbornly trying to force his tongue into Cai'er
's mouth. He struggled for a while, but couldn't get it in, and was panting heavily through his nostrils
. Cai'er wasn't in much better shape; her face was flushed, and she too was only breathing through her nostrils. The onlookers
—Heiwa in the attic and the two swordsmen beneath him—were itching with anticipation and couldn't help but feel anxious for them
.
"Little girl! I refuse to believe I can't even handle you!" the leader roared, angrily releasing the girl's mouth and
gripping Cai'er's snow-white neck tightly with one hand.
Heiwa's palms were sweating with worry for her. If Cai'er continued to resist, that
beast might strangle her. He silently prayed, "Open up! Cai'er, open up!"
Cai'er's eyes rolled back, and she made gurgling sounds in her throat. Finally, she opened her mouth wide and screamed
, gasping for air.
The leader grinned maliciously and quickly covered her mouth again, successfully inserting his tongue into the girl's mouth
. He roughly swirled it around in her mouth, making Cai'er moan and groan. Finally, he closed her mouth tightly and sucked
deeply, taking a small piece of Cai'er's soft tongue into his mouth. The man pulled...
Her pink tongue greedily sucked, as if she were sucking the juice from a delicious sugarcane
.
Cai'er's nostrils flared with heavy, rapid breaths, and her beautiful cheeks flushed
a rosy red, like two beautiful sunset clouds. Heiwa felt a sharp pain in his crotch, and when he reached
down to touch it, his penis was already hard and erect, forming a large bulge.
Heiwa had thought the man would rub her breasts for a while longer, but he was more impatient than he expected. The leader
straightened up, quickly unbuckled his belt, revealing his seven-inch-long black penis, which he waved in front of the girl
. Cai'er's eyes widened in terror, before she could even scream. The man had already firmly grasped her knees,
spreading her thighs wide open. In an instant, her vulva was wide open, revealing a plump,
pinkish opening. Before
Heiwa could even get a good look, the leader had already pressed down on Cai'er's thighs, leaning forward and thrusting down.
With a "plop," his thick, dark penis disappeared into her narrow opening.
Cai'er cried out in pain, then bit her lower lip tightly, remaining silent. She felt the man
's penis like a burning hot stick, mercilessly filling her vagina completely. Her vaginal opening
contracted tightly, gripping the base of his penis and writhing restlessly—all the humiliation and tears in her heart
vanished instantly, replaced by a feeling of overwhelming pleasure.
The leader thrust his hips forward, while Cai'er remained like a dead fish, letting the "slapping" sounds from between her legs
continue, without uttering a sound. After four or five hundred thrusts, Cai'er began to curl her legs
around the man's buttocks, thrusting her hips upwards, repeatedly pushing against his anus. She gripped
the ears of the two swordsmen beneath her tightly, pulling their faces to the side, making them look like they were about to cry.
"Ugh...ugh..." Cai'er finally opened her mouth and weakly moaned, her face already
streaked with tears, her beautiful hair disheveled, yet appearing exceptionally alluring to Heiwa.
The leader grabbed Cai'er's slender waist and lifted her up, his penis still inside her. At this moment, Cai'er
looked utterly weak, limp like an acorn noodle, leaning against the man's shoulder, her hands lazily wrapped around his bulging
neck.
"Cross your legs tightly!" the leader growled in a hoarse voice, slapping Cai'er's plump buttocks with a "smack,"
leaving five red fingers imprinted on the white flesh.
Cai'er obediently straightened her back, crossing her soft legs over the man's firm buttocks, nervously squeezing them together
, her hands firmly pressed on her shoulders, ready to go.
The leader spread her hairy legs apart to the side, assuming a horse stance, and
suddenly pulled her hands, which were holding her buttocks, towards his crotch.
"Ah!" Cai'er cried out in pain, feeling her vaginal opening being suddenly stretched open, the penis sliding in smoothly.
She nervously lifted her buttocks, trying to alleviate the swelling and pain in her vagina, "I... can't take it! Your big penis
... it's so deep!" she murmured.
The girl rested her elbows on her shoulders, dangling her body, afraid to lower herself. Her penis was pulled out quite a bit
, with only the glans remaining inside her vagina. In his haste, the leader frantically thrust his hips upwards
, trying to insert it completely, but he couldn't manage it. This awkward situation didn't last long. Cai'er's arms eventually
gave way, and her body slumped down. Seeing this, the leader groaned, grabbed Cai'er's buttocks, and
began to thrust in and out, his thick penis pounding heavily inside her,
making a series of "thump, thump" sounds.
"Waaah... Ahh... No... No!" Cai'er wildly tossed
her black hair back and forth, biting the man's shoulder and pounding his chest with her fists, all to no avail. Her vagina
was boiling like porridge, a dull pain mixed with endless tingling, unbearable yet irresistible
.
At this moment, the man knew nothing of tenderness, like a wild horse, roaring and launching
attack after attack, walking and fucking around the flower bed, unknowingly circling the large flower bed again and again.
Cai'er's painful screams had turned into sweet sobs. She was limp like a puddle of mud,
tossed and turned by the man. What could she do? She could only spread her thighs as wide as possible,
endlessly enduring the man's impact, helplessly listening to the secret call of that paradise.
Large beads of sweat had already appeared on the leader's forehead. His chest rubbed against Cai'er's swollen breasts,
making them bounce slippery. Even his palms were sweaty, almost unable to hold onto
the woman's sweaty thighs. "Hey, I'm coming...coming..." he shouted, his body stiffening and
convulsing. Seeing this, Cai'er hurriedly straightened up, tightly hugging the man's neck and
wrapping her legs tightly around his waist. She screamed and shouted as she ejaculated with him.
After the leader finished ejaculating, he put the woman down to stand, fastened his belt, sheathed the knife from the wooden table
, and, with one arm around the woman's waist, swayed as he walked towards the attic. After a few steps, he suddenly turned around
and shouted, "You two bastards, get up and look around carefully, lest the bandits sneak
in and disturb my nap!"
Heiwa, who had heard everything clearly from the attic, hurriedly darted to the front yard, quietly opened the gate,
and then gently closed it again. His heart was still pounding: these damned swordsmen, always putting on
airs and acting all high and mighty, even closing the gate to do this filthy thing—if the bandits really came
, they'd probably have already fled somewhere! But "it's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away." Heiwa
himself had suggested inviting them; how was he going to explain this to Old Master Bai? Heiwa was at a loss for what to do and
stood there at the door, looking bewildered.
Meanwhile, Qiusheng, carrying a watermelon, was heading towards Heiwa's house. Xiulan was combing her hair in the yard when she saw Qiusheng approaching from afar.
Overjoyed, as if she had found a gold ingot, she hurriedly tied her hair up to greet him.
"Where's Heiwa! Why didn't he come back with you?" Xiulan looked down the road behind him but didn't see her husband.
The shadow of him.
"I'll go pick him up later. Those swordsmen are keeping him here to drink!" Qiu Sheng originally wanted to tell the whole
story, but he felt it was too long-winded, so he just made up a lie.
"You headless bastard! He acts like he's seeing his parents when he sees wine," Xiu Lan started cursing as soon as she heard they were drinking.
"Doesn't he think about me, all alone at home, waiting for him to come and eat?"
"Sister-in-law! Don't treat him like this," Qiu Sheng said, seeing that the woman had a bad temper, he quickly tried to persuade her gently.
"Heiwa still has a conscience. He's thinking of you and bought a watermelon and asked me to bring it to you." He said with a smile, patted
the watermelon in his hand, and walked into the house and put it on the table.
Xiu Lan quickly closed the courtyard gate, put on a smiling face and followed him in. She pulled over a stool for Qiu Sheng to sit on. "I
'm so sorry to trouble you. Have you had breakfast?" She scooped a ladle of cold water and handed it to Qiu Sheng, asking with concern.
"Not at all! Heiwa and I have been inseparable since childhood," Qiusheng said, taking the wooden ladle and
gulping down the drink before handing it back to her. "Grandpa was worried and rushed me out, so I haven't
had a chance to eat yet!" he said, his stomach already rumbling the whole way.
Xiulan hurriedly set up the stove to cook soup and noodles for him, arranging everything neatly so they could eat their fill together. She then brewed
tea, poured a bowl, and handed it to him, saying softly, "From now on, if you ever pass by my house, you should always
come in and sit down!"
This meal alone made Qiusheng feel incredibly indebted, so he politely replied, "Thank you for your hospitality,
sister-in-law! I am already deeply grateful, how could I dare to trouble you further!"
"Oh dear! Who was it that just now said that Heiwa and I were childhood friends, inseparable, and now after just one meal
, you're acting like strangers?" Saying this, she smiled and patted Qiusheng's shoulder.
Qiu Sheng was taken aback by these words and quickly blushed, apologizing, "That's right, that's right, I just happened to be passing by and came in. Several times it
's just that Heiwa isn't home, so it's not convenient to come in!"
"What's inconvenient about it! Do you think I'm a tigress who can eat you up?" Xiu Lan said in a flirtatious voice
, glancing at Qiu Sheng's crotch with her shifty eyes. She thought this man was truly as handsome as Pan An, a jade tree in
the wind, but wondered if his manhood was as attractive as his appearance.
Hearing the woman's tone and recalling the glance he'd seen her peeking at him that morning, Qiu Sheng
understood most of the situation. While he hesitated, the woman had already taken a cup of wine and gracefully walked over to
sit beside him, looking at him affectionately, saying, "If you don't mind, please drink this cup to the brim."
Qiu Sheng took the wine, put it to his lips, and downed it in one gulp. Unexpectedly, the woman filled his cup again,
poured one for herself, and said, "How can one drink alone? Why not drink with a pair, together as a couple
?"
"Please, sister-in-law!" Qiu Sheng's heart pounded fiercely. He didn't even dare to meet the woman's eyes.
He reached out and took the cup, turning his face away and drinking it all in one gulp.
Xiu Lan merely parted her lips slightly, took a small sip, then stood up and carried the wine jar to
the table in front of Qiu Sheng. "If you don't mind the poor taste of my homemade wine, you can drink a few more cups without worry." She
smiled broadly, tossed her head to let her hair fall loose, and her collar loosened, revealing a glimpse of her white
breasts.
Seeing that the man didn't even dare to look at her, she flirted with him, saying, "I've heard people say that
you've already slept with Cui Cui. Is that true?"
Qiu Sheng became anxious and said, "Sister-in-law, don't listen to other people's nonsense. They probably just can't stand seeing Cui
Cui and me together, so they're making things up about me!" The reason he and Cui Cui went all the way to the cornfield
for their tryst was to avoid being seen by others and to prevent those gossipy women from ruining Cui Cui's reputation.
Xiu Lan swept her slender fingers across the man's cheek, carrying a fragrant breeze, and teased, "I don't believe it! I'm afraid
any man who sees Cui Cui's body would be unable to resist making a move!"
"If you don't believe me, sister-in-law, just go and ask Cui Cui yourself," Qiu Sheng said anxiously, glancing nervously
at his toes, wondering what she was about to say.
"Oh dear! Don't say such things. The other day I was with Cuicui, and I coaxed her into letting something slip. She kept her mouth shut
so tightly, but I saw her bottom was round and her face was full of lust. She looked like she was enjoying herself..."
Xiulan became more and more explicit. Seeing Qiusheng's face turn red with embarrassment, she knew the answer in her heart. "Why are you keeping your
head down like that! Come on! Have another drink!" She filled Qiusheng's glass and handed it back to him, secretly
calculating in her heart: As the saying goes, "Tea is the matchmaker for romance, and wine is the matchmaker for lust." After he had drunk enough wine, she was sure he would be
aroused!
Qiusheng, however, continued to drink, drinking four or five cups in a row, without trying to woo any women.
Xiulan, however, had a low alcohol tolerance. After three or four cups, her heart began to burn with desire.
Seeing the man's state, she felt inexplicably agitated and could no longer restrain herself. She reached out and pinched
his shoulder, saying, "It's so hot! Aren't you hot wearing so many clothes?"
Qiusheng, already feeling uncomfortable, shifted away from the woman's pinch, almost falling off
the bench.
Seeing that he remained silent, Xiulan snatched the empty cup from his hand, refilled it, swirled it
in her own mouth, and held it to Qiusheng's lips, saying, "If you have the guts, drink this cup. Otherwise
, never come to my house again!"
Qiusheng raised an eyebrow, snatched the cup, downed it in one gulp, and abruptly stood up, striding towards the door.
The woman was stunned at the sight, her face flushing red and then pale. But Qiu Sheng didn't go outside;
instead, he bolted the door, turned back, and tightly embraced her slender waist, whispering urgently in her ear, "
Can we hurry? We promised to pick up Heiwa!"
"It's alright, it depends on how well you're doing. We have plenty of time!" Xiu Lan said. The man's body
heat had already seeped through her clothes, making her heart flutter. "I thought you were
leaving! If you leave, we won't even greet each other when we meet?" she asked softly.
"How could I? I just saw you were hungry, so I was just trying to help you!" Qiu Sheng teased, emboldened.
He pressed his lips to her snow-white neck, his tongue licking her fragrant, smooth skin.
His warm breath sprayed onto Xiulan's neck, the freshly shaved stubble from the previous night rubbing against her skin with an unbearable tingling sensation
. Xiulan's breathing quickened involuntarily, and she moaned softly, "Mmm...mmm..."
Qiusheng's hand slid from the woman's slender waist to her full buttocks, kneading them lightly. His lips
were already on her earlobe, gently biting and tugging at it with his teeth. "Sister-in-law, your earlobe is so big and soft, and
it's even a little hot!" he muttered.
Xiulan didn't respond, but instead tiptoed and rubbed her inner thigh against the man's crotch. He quickly responded,
his penis swelling and forming a small tent that pressed firmly against her inner thigh, causing her
vagina to throb with desire. He couldn't resist reaching down to touch it, finding it round and smooth,
about the size of an egg. He was both surprised and delighted, his heart pounding wildly
. "
Your buttocks are so tender, almost dripping wet," Qiusheng squeezed for a while, then bent down to grab her skirt and
lift it up.
"Wait...wait! Let's go to the bed!" Xiulan jumped away in a panic, turning and going into
the inner room.
Qiu Sheng quickly followed her in. The woman was already sprawled on the bed, her alluring eyes
gazing at him with a seductive look. She reached out and grabbed his hand, placing it on her breasts, saying, "Here...here...touch..."
He tucked his hand into the woman's warm embrace, touching her soft breasts, which throbbed in his palms like plump rabbits
, murmuring, "Sister-in-law...your breasts are so good...so good...so good..."
Ever since entering the room, Qiu Sheng's mind had been filled with all sorts of sounds—basins, bowls, chimes
...a buzzing cacophony. His body had already gone limp against the woman's, his hand sliding down her inner thigh,
pulling up her skirt to reveal her fair, plump thighs.
The man's warm palm scalded the flesh of Xiu Lan's thighs, trembling like a snake as it reached towards her
groin. She found urinating troublesome and didn't wear underwear at home. Her hand then covered the swollen,
hairy mound of flesh, rubbing it against it. The intense itching from her vulva made her instinctively arch her knees
.
When her vulva became moist and warm, and the overflowing fluids soaked Qiu Sheng's palm,
he withdrew his hand, rolled the woman's body over, and dragged her thighs to the edge of the bed, making her lie face down.
Ever since he'd seen the swordsman and Heiwa's aunt use that position in the woodshed the night before, he'd found it incredibly amusing
. He'd originally intended to do it with Cuicui that morning, but in the rush, he couldn't remember. He never expected
to use it on Xiulan instead.
"Sister-in-law! I'll do you, I'll do you…" Qiu Sheng said, one hand on the back of the woman's neck, the other pulling down his belt and
releasing his penis.
Xiulan was no match for the naive Cui Cui. The moment the man turned her over, she knew he
was about to perform the old "old man pushing a cart" act. She obediently stuck out her large, white buttocks, moaning
, "My little sister is eagerly watching your brother, hurry up and put it in, give your sister-in-law a
good time! Qiusheng!"
Qiusheng, his penis erect, moved forward. He placed his hand on her plump buttocks and looked down. At the base of her white buttocks,
there was a plump, tender mound of flesh, exactly like a freshly opened steamed bun. Between the light brown labia
was a glistening, erotic cleft, trembling restlessly under his gaze. The thick, dense pubic
hair growing on the mound was quite different from Cui Cui's. He couldn't resist touching it with his fingertip, and the cleft contracted trembling
.
Xiulan had been on the water for a while without seeing the man arrive, and she grew impatient. Turning her head, she saw him staring blankly at his penis
and said impatiently, "If you keep staring, Heiwa won't wait for you to
come back; he'll come back on his own."
This was truly a wake-up call. Qiusheng quickly looked away, and with a flick of his finger, a bright red
glans appeared. His penis, angled, aimed at the center of her vagina and thrust in. It turned out that the woman's vaginal opening
, after Heiwa's tireless digging, was much looser than Cui Cui's. The large glans slipped in silently, deeply
buried in the warm, moist flesh.
"Oh...oh...so good...so good!" Xiulan breathed softly, swaying her hips and bringing her buttocks closer,
wanting to swallow the remaining half of the penis whole.
Qiu Sheng took a half step back, firmly grasped the woman's slender waist with both hands, and thrust forward with a sudden "plop
," his enormous penis was fully inserted.
"Ah!" Xiu Lan finally couldn't bear it any longer and let out a sharp cry. Her slender waist went limp and
lost all strength. "Qiu Sheng! Oh... such a big cock! It feels so good inside me!"
She tossed her hair, raised her head, and sighed deeply.
Instantly, her vagina began to throb, like a fleshy suction cup clinging to his penis, making Qiu Sheng shudder involuntarily
. He quickly mustered his strength and began to gently thrust in and out with his nine shallow and one deep technique.
"Ah...ah...ah..." Xiulan was known for her moaning during sex. Every time she made a sound,
Heiwa would thrust harder. Sure enough, as the intermittent moans spread, Qiusheng became even more excited, pounding
into her vagina with crisp "slap, slap" sounds.
Qiusheng pushed up the clothes piled on his back, revealing the fair and graceful curves of her back.
With each thrust, her doughy white buttocks trembled, and in the blink of an eye, he had thrust a hundred or two hundred times.
"Let's not dawdle like this! Let's get started!" Xiulan said
, turning her flushed face, her forehead glistening with sweat. She spread her legs to the side, thrusting her buttocks forward in preparation.
"Alright!" Qiusheng responded, gripping the woman's slender waist, and with a "sudden" pull out his penis,
then with a "splat" thrust it back in, pounding away fiercely.
"Ugh...ugh...ah...ah..." Xiulan moaned unrestrainedly, the penis like a...
Like a fiery pestle, it relentlessly and heavily pounded into her fleshy orifice. "Faster! Faster! Qiusheng... I'm
about to die of pleasure!" she cried out in a wanton voice.
The woman was indeed experienced; her juices flowed even more profusely than Cui Cui's, gushing out like overflowing syrup.
Especially interesting was the way her pink labia rolled in and out with the enormous penis.
After a series of "crackling" sounds, a ring of white foam accumulated at the base of the penis, and the point of contact was already like a lump of mushy
mud. Eight hundred rounds had passed, and Qiusheng was beginning to feel his strength waning. He secretly marveled at the woman: this married woman
was truly extraordinary; no matter how hard he tried, it was as if he were poking a cotton ball and couldn't exert any force.
Qiu Sheng gritted his teeth, held his breath, and thrust wildly into Xiu Lan's vulva, his hands tightly gripping her slender waist
. The thrusts made Xiu Lan's flesh tremble, her heart feel like it was about to burst, yet she gritted her teeth and desperately endured. After about a hundred more thrusts,
Xiu Lan closed her eyes, her whole body feeling numb and tingling as if it were falling apart. Her slender waist swayed like a willow in the wind, her
two large white buttocks bobbing and lifting as she desperately joined him, like a thirsty dragon drinking water, determined to
drain the man's semen dry.
Not long after, Xiu Lan cried out, "...I'm going to...I'm going to..."
Qiu Sheng, already at his limit, was overjoyed at the sound of her cries and thrust deeply into her flesh, climaxing with her
. Two sweaty bodies lay pressed together, both seemingly without bones, panting heavily
... "How do my methods compare to Cuicui's?" Xiulan asked softly after catching her breath. Having
already tasted the pleasures of a man, she knew he must have taken Cuicui's body; otherwise, how could he have known about "old man
pushing a cart"?
"This...this..." Qiu Sheng was momentarily at a loss for words. He wanted to praise her skills, but felt bad for Cui Cui
. If he didn't say something nice, he feared she wouldn't be willing to commit herself to him next time. After pondering for a long time
, he finally came up with a counter-argument: "Compared to Heiwa, what are my skills?"
"Hehe..." Xiu Lan paused, then casually replied, "Heiwa! He's a lustful devil, drooling at the sight of a woman
! But you, Qiu Sheng, though you're just a newborn calf now, given time, you'll be like a dragon entering the sea!"
These words delighted Qiu Sheng, who quickly replied, "It's rare for you to be so kind, sister-in-law! I will do my utmost.
If I have time, I'll come and learn from you!"
"Look at that little mouth, so sweet! If time goes on and Cuicui's manhood develops, she might
forget about me!" Xiulan sighed, her tone tinged with bitterness.
This brought the conversation back to square one. Qiusheng smiled wryly, glanced at the sun outside the window, and slapped his thigh, saying,
"It's already this late, and Heiwa is still waiting for me to report to Grandpa! He's probably getting impatient..." He hurriedly
took his leave and rushed back to the mansion to fetch Heiwa.
To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next chapter.

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