The Misfortune of Young Girl Wenwen in a Mountain Village (Parts 3-5)

(III)

In the blink of an eye, Wenwen had been at her grandfather's house for 10 days. Sometimes, when Wenwen looked at the calendar, she felt a sense of disorientation. It had only been 10 days, just over a week, and she had gone from an innocent young girl to a helpless and isolated girl, falling into the depraved hell built by her own grandfather. She had endured humiliations that many girls might never experience in their entire lives.

Her only hope was that her father would come as promised at the end of August, rescue her from this abyss filled with the smell of semen, help her forget everything, return to her original home, continue her schooling, do her favorite subjects, and walk a bright path in life. Sigh

, Wenwen sighed. Only two more months left, just over two months. She had to get through it peacefully in the village, avoid things if possible, and if it really got too bad, grit her teeth and endure it. She had to be strong. She could do it, she could do it!

Just then, the curtain rustled, and Grandpa came in, carrying a long dress that hadn't been altered into a revealing outfit for Wenwen to change into. "My dear girl, some uncles and grandpas are coming over to play cards later. I know you don't like seeing people, but I really couldn't refuse. Could you please greet them for me and cook some lunch for us?"

Wenwen nodded silently, her obedient appearance prompting Grandpa Su to give her a big kiss before stopping.

Sure enough, a few moments later, the sound of several people making a racket came from the doorway. Wenwen gritted her teeth, silently called out the names of her parents and little brother, and lifted the curtain to go out.

The people at the door were stunned for a moment as a beautiful young woman, like she stepped out of a magazine, gracefully entered. They thought to themselves, "It's like a sow giving birth to Diao Chan; Grandpa Su actually has such a beautiful granddaughter."

Grandpa Wenwen had already impatiently set up a card table in the yard and casually asked Wenwen to bring tea.

He pulled a few others into the game, and one of them, Grandpa Yang, laughed and said, "Old Su, you won big last time, I wonder if you'll be so lucky this time?" Grandpa Wenwen rubbed his hands and said, "Thank you all for being so kind."

Another Grandpa Ning raised his glass and said, "I don't believe you can win another bottle of my good wine today!" Grandpa Wenwen's eyes narrowed with laughter, thinking it would be great if he could win.

Grandpa Wenwen's luck at cards was really good today; he soon dominated the table, winning money hand over fist. In a good mood, he frequently asked Wenwen to refill his tea. Wenwen did so twice, and she wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that everyone at the table, except Grandpa Wenwen, was staring at her, their minds not on the cards, and they were even subtly trying to get close to her.

After getting through the morning, Wenwen brought lunch, but then refused to bring any more tea.

Grandpa Wenwen didn't pay much attention; by then, he had already won the wine from Old Niu, so everyone could drink.

Unfortunately, Grandpa Wenwen's luck at cards was really bad in the afternoon. He had lost everything he won in the morning and even owed more than two thousand yuan. He was punished by drinking and his legs were so weak that he had to beg for mercy. But others wouldn't have it. "Old Su, you play when you win and leave when you lose. What the hell is this?"

Grandpa Wenwen was really in a dilemma: "I've lost everything. What

can I use to bet?" At this time, Uncle Ma laughed: "Old Su, it's just a game. Do you think we'll let you go bankrupt? How about—hehe, use Wenwen as a bet?" Grandpa Wenwen was startled and sobered up a bit. He waved his hands repeatedly.

Grandpa Yang helped him up, poured him another glass of wine, and chimed in with a grin, "Don't rush, don't rush. We're not selling Wenwen. A kiss from Wenwen will be worth two hundred yuan, how about that?"

Wenwen's grandpa shook his muddled head, "Really? Two hundred yuan for a kiss?"

"Really!"

Wenwen's grandpa nodded, "Wenwen~~ come out! My good girl! Help Grandpa pay off his debt!"

Wenwen had heard everything clearly and was furious, but if she didn't go out, none of the people outside were good people. Should she let her grandpa continue to be manipulated by them? What if he signed a house sale contract in a daze? She didn't know what would happen then.

With a determined heart, she lifted the curtain and went out. The afterglow of the setting sun outlined the girl's beautiful curves, making the group of card players in the courtyard's throats churn.

Wenwen sighed and said, "Grandpas and uncles, who wants to go first?"

Uncle Ma, who was closest, pulled her into his arms and kissed her on the lips. Wenwen was startled; she never expected a kiss to be like this. She tried to push him away, but couldn't. She felt a tongue reeking of smoke invade her mouth, almost reaching her throat. The strange man's foul saliva made her want to vomit. Finally, Uncle Ma, unwilling to give up, gently pulled her lips apart with his teeth. After a while, he reluctantly released her.

Wenwen was almost suffocating. She wiped her mouth and it took her a while to recover. Then, Uncle Ning hugged her tightly. This time it wasn't so difficult, but Uncle Ning insisted on transferring a mouthful of wine from his own mouth to Wenwen, forcing her to swallow it before he would stop.

After a few more times, Wenwen felt her lips swell up, and her head started to spin. But there were still five more times; she couldn't take it anymore. Grandpa Wenwen was fast asleep, completely unaware of the situation he had put his granddaughter in.

Wenwen gritted her teeth and finally said, "Grandpas and uncles, there are still 5 rounds left. I can't renege. How about I play one round for you? If I win, we'll call it even, okay?"

"Wenwen, it's not that Grandpa is bullying you, but what if you lose?"

Wenwen actually wanted to give that lazy grandpa a break, but she figured no one would take him.

"Wenwen, if you lose, you have to take off one piece of clothing, okay? Nothing else matters." Wenwen closed her eyes and prayed.

"Okay!"

Unfortunately, luck wasn't on Wenwen's side. Facing the dismal outcome of the game, Wenwen looked at the lecherous stares around her. Suddenly, she jumped off the chair, turned around, and ran into the house.

Before she could run two steps, someone grabbed her around the waist: "Naughty little girl, taking off a piece of clothing isn't like losing a piece of flesh, what's the big deal?"

Wenwen would rather lose a piece of flesh. This morning, her grandfather insisted on making up for last night's lack of time,

forcibly having sex with her until he was satisfied. Even if the marks on her body were faint, who here wouldn't notice? She absolutely couldn't take off her clothes. Wenwen struggled fiercely, but as always, she never managed to break free. The setting

sun seemed to have no mercy on the girl struggling among the laughing men, leaving only starlight to cover Wenwen's naked body.

The men teased and interrogated her relentlessly, demanding that Wenwen reveal that the fresh marks on her body were caused by her own grandfather. They also wanted her to describe in detail each time her grandfather had sex with her: whether he kissed her first or touched her breasts first, whether he started penetration slowly or quickly, how long she could last, what positions he used most often, and so on.

Hearing this, the men's crotches bulged, and they dragged Wenwen into the house.

Wenwen really didn't want to be gang-raped again, and pleaded desperately, "Please, please don't do it to me, okay? I'm not an adult yet. Grandpa and Uncle, you can kiss me however you want, just don't do it to me!" Uncle Ma laughed, "Old Su isn't afraid to do it to minors, so we aren't either. Kissing, I'll kiss you however I want!"

But Grandpa Yang's eyes darted around, and he grabbed the other two, "It's fine if we don't do it to you, we're old and can't do it anymore. Just let us have some fun."

As he spoke, the group went into the house and sat down at the large dining table. They unzipped their pants, and three erect penises jumped out from under the table.

Grandpa Yang said, "Good girl Wenwen, could you please go down and lick us while we're playing cards? We'll leave once you've licked us all clean, okay?"

Okay? No! Not at all! But Wenwen was naked and couldn't run away, and she was afraid they would gang rape her if she didn't agree.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally crawled under the table, mentally preparing herself thirty times before finally taking Grandpa Yang's penis and gently licking it.

Actually, Wenwen didn't have much experience with oral sex because her mouth was too small to properly accommodate Grandpa Yang's penis. Usually, she would just use her tongue to catch the semen and swallow it.

So, at most, she could only stick out her tongue like a kitten and gently lick Grandpa Yang's shaft and glans, at most sucking on the glans.

But even this inexperienced service made Grandpa Yang tremble uncontrollably, unable to hold his cards steady, let alone win.

Every time he looked down and saw the beautiful face of the girl kneeling between his legs, her red lips holding his penis, he felt his blood rush to his head.

Soon, he ejaculated into her mouth.

Grandpa Yang slammed his cards down in frustration, yelling, "Damn it!"

His two other card-playing friends, while masturbating themselves, comforted him, saying he should regain his virility.

The other two fared a little better, lasting a bit longer under the girl's lips and tongue, and also ejaculated.

Their cards on the table were a mess, but their feet were constantly groping the girl's naked body with their toes, even trying to insert them into her buttocks.

All three were ecstatic, completely oblivious to their surroundings.

Wenwen finally finished her round of oral service, exhausted and with a metallic taste in her mouth, wanting only to rinse.

Just as she was about to crawl out, Uncle Yang held her down, pointing to his finally restored virility.

Wenwen glared at him angrily, but was held down and couldn't climb out of the table, so she had to start again. This time, she was much more experienced, repeatedly stimulating the glans with the tip of her tongue, and then taking Grandpa Yang's testicles into her mouth.

Finally, she restored that iron dragon to its dead snake form.

The remaining two men raised their guns in salute amidst this lewd sucking sound. It was only after Wenwen's cheeks ached that they finished off the remaining two.

The three men, after all, were not young men, and after ejaculating twice in a short time, they felt it was enough.

Finally, before leaving, they pinched Wenwen hard one last time, saying, "Grandpa didn't lie to you, did he? I said I wouldn't do it, and I won't. Wenwen, next time, I'll play with Grandpa properly."

Wenwen was already exhausted. Looking at her grandfather, who was fast asleep at the mahjong table in the yard, tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't care about him that night, took a bath, and went to bed early.

The next day, Grandpa suffered from a hangover, headache, and cold, but he couldn't recall anything from the previous day. He only remembered losing, anxiously waiting for his gambling buddies to come and collect the debt. When he realized nothing was wrong, he felt he must be lucky and remained hopelessly addicted to the gambling table. But that's another story.

Only Wenwen secretly made a decision, which Grandpa was unaware of.

(IV)

Grandpa recently noticed that Wenwen had become more cheerful, no longer the frightened little rabbit she used to be.

Sometimes at night, she would take the initiative to serve Grandpa with her clumsy skills. Although she often blushed with embarrassment, she still tried her best to please him. One night, she even took the initiative to roll over and sit on top of him, using her delicate white hands to hold Grandpa's erect penis, spreading her legs, and slowly letting her petals swallow Grandpa's glans and shaft, then moving up and down, while making pleasant moans, which always made Grandpa even more aroused. Compared to the Wenwen of the past, who always tried her best to hold back her moans, she was much better.

Grandpa Wenwen was secretly pleased with himself, feeling that he was still vigorous despite his age and had won over a young beauty in just a few days. Therefore, he readily granted Wenwen's request to go out for walks every day to clear her mind.

However, Wenwen's mindset had changed after being manipulated by her grandfather's mahjong partners right under his nose last time at home. She realized that simply obeying her grandfather and staying home wasn't enough to prevent her situation from worsening and to allow her to safely get through the remaining two months.

Grandpa Zhu, who might return at any time, the menacing trio of Maosheng, and her grandfather's mahjong partners with their own ulterior motives all posed significant threats.

Grandpa Wenwen genuinely didn't want anyone to harm his granddaughter, but Wenwen had serious doubts about his character and abilities. She felt that if the situation continued to deteriorate, she would have no choice but to secretly leave. A safe escape route, money, and her parents' phone numbers were essential.

Finally, after much coaxing, her grandfather agreed to let her go out. Wenwen wasn't going to waste any time. The next morning, after Old Su went out to play cards, Wenwen locked the door and set off to find her way back to the village.

After walking for a while, she started encountering villagers returning from working in the fields for lunch.

As the most beautiful girl in the village, Wenwen received a lot of attention. Some people who didn't know her inquired around and marveled at how Old Su, with his appearance, had such a beautiful and fair-skinned grandson.

Wenwen inwardly groaned, afraid of running into acquaintances, and quickly found a secluded path to head home.

Just then, she heard a hoarse, chuckling voice say, "Hey, Wenwen, where are you going?"

Wenwen shuddered and looked up to see Skinny, one of the three men who had gang-raped her before. She remembered how his long, thin penis had forcefully penetrated her vagina, swaying and retracting, the head almost touching her heart.

Wenwen turned and ran.

Skinny Guy and his friends had been waiting for days without finding another opportunity, and were getting increasingly anxious when the little beauty bumped into them. Just as they were overjoyed, Wenwen ran off faster than a rabbit. If they hadn't been quick-witted, she would have gotten away.

Covering Wenwen's mouth and ignoring her struggles,

Skinny Guy dragged her to a secluded corner. He then impatiently started tearing at Wenwen's clothes, kissing her while saying incoherently, "My darling, I've missed you so much!" Wenwen wanted to shout, but was afraid that if she did, it would be Maosheng, and she would be in deep trouble.

The two struggled for a while when a loud voice called out, "Hey! What are you doing?"

Wenwen froze, realizing she should have checked the almanac before going out today—it was Maosheng's voice.

Maosheng and Dahu walked over and laughed.

Big Tiger shoved Skinny: "You little bastard, you're hogging it all? You're so disloyal!"

Mao Sheng didn't waste any words, going straight over to give Wenwen a deep kiss, leaving her almost breathless and weak in the knees.

The three wolves discussed it; they naturally wanted to have their fill, but there wasn't a suitable place nearby.

Skinny, wanting to make amends, offered to drive Wenwen to their contracted orchard outside their village—a quiet and fun place where no one else would go.

Along the way, as Skinny drove, he overheard the two guys in the back seat squeezing Wenwen between them, pinning her hands down, and enthusiastically kissing, touching her breasts, and stimulating her anus.

This excited Skinny so much that he almost drove the car into a ditch.

Upon arrival, they found a large, lush orchard. Two large, robust Chinese rural dogs greeted them enthusiastically at the entrance to a small wooden cabin.

The skinny guys hastily stripped Wenwen naked and threw her onto the only small bed in the cabin, then began undressing themselves.

The bedding on the bed hadn't been changed in a long time and reeked of sweat.

Wenwen clutched her naked body, desperately trying to shrink back, tears streaming down her face. "Please, please let me go! Grandpa will definitely cause you trouble if he finds out!" Maosheng,

naked and with his erect penis, laughed loudly. "If that old bastard dares to cause us trouble, I'll tell the whole village that he committed incest and raped his own granddaughter! Even if the police don't arrest him, the village will drown him in spit!"

With that, he impatiently pounced on Wenwen, forcefully spreading her legs, rubbing his already wet vulva against her head, and with a thrust of his hips, "whoosh," it slid in completely.

As Maosheng thrust in and out, he said, "You slut! You look so innocent, but you're just...wet the moment I touch you, you're such a... pretentious bastard!"

Wenwen was filled with shame and indignation, but she couldn't refute him.

Perhaps because she'd been having sex so much lately, her body was becoming increasingly sensitive; she would get wet at the slightest touch, and even if she didn't want to, she couldn't control it.

Being played with like that in the car had made her vagina reflexively secrete fluid for protection; it had become an instinct. While

Maosheng was enjoying himself, the other two weren't idle either, pulling Wenwen's small hands to help them masturbate.

For a moment, the sounds of slapping, the men's moans, and the girl's panting mingled together in the room, filling it with a peculiar smell of male-female intercourse, mixed with the stench of sweat and the girl's unique body fragrance, creating an indescribable lewd atmosphere.

Two dogs peeked in, squatted by the bed, tongue lolling out, their eyes fixed on the four intertwined bodies.

The three of them had been holding back for days, and now they finally had the chance to have some fun.

They had absolutely no concept of restraint.

Mao Sheng gritted his teeth and thrust relentlessly, his waist pounding like a pile driver, his testicles slapping against Wenwen's buttocks.

Skinny, relying on his long, thin penis, actually managed to insert a considerable length into Wenwen's mouth, thrusting in and out, leaving trails of saliva in her mouth.

Wenwen found the contents of her mouth disgusting, and the constant pressure of his penis against her throat caused her to gag uncomfortably, which ironically gave Skinny a pleasurable squeezing sensation.

Seeing that he had no share, Da Hu simply half-squatted on Wenwen's chest, squeezing her still-developing, full breasts with both hands to give her oral sex.

The three men manipulated Wenwen like a sex toy, switching positions every now and then.

Although their penises differed in shape and size, their attacks on Wenwen's body were equally fierce; Wenwen felt as if she were being pierced through.

She wished she could faint like last time.

After an unknown amount of time, Wenwen felt three streams of hot, viscous liquid shoot onto her face.

She opened her eyes and noticed that the three men's penises were starting to soften. She felt relieved; it was finally over.

Unexpectedly, Da Hu laughed, "Don't worry, little sister, I still have some left. I can do it to you three or five more times later, no problem."

Wenwen felt a wave of dizziness.

Suddenly, the skinny guy exclaimed as if he'd discovered something amazing, "Oh my! My Ayan and Amao's penises are erect!"

The other two looked down and exclaimed, "Oh my, really! Your dogs' penises are sticking out! What, they want to get on top too?"

Maosheng said, "Watching dogs breed is common, but seeing dogs in heat with people is rare! Anyway, we need to rest, so let's see if these two beasts know how to play with women." Saying this, he shooed the dogs towards the bed.

These three guys were all eighteen or nineteen years old, barely teenagers, only interested in their own novelty and fun, completely unaware of the shock and harm this would cause to Wenwen, a sixteen-year-old girl.

Wenwen, who had already gone limp, felt the dog's tongue almost lick her, and she was so frightened that she crawled backward as if she had been electrocuted. The chase between the dog and the girl made the guys laugh uncontrollably.

The dog, named Ayan, had its front paws already around the girl's waist, its long, hard penis poking around her wet buttocks.

Under the dog's teeth and claws, Wenwen was too scared to struggle too much.

But the thing between her legs, completely different from a human penis, was poking around, and she didn't know when it would find the right spot. If she really let the dog's penis penetrate her, Wenwen felt she might as well die.

The three guys were watching with wide eyes whether Ayan would actually penetrate Wenwen's body.

Just then, "Ring, ring, your grandson's calling!" Maosheng's cell phone ringtone went off.

Mao Sheng cursed, "Damn it!" and reluctantly answered the phone: "Hey, Dad! What? Going to Majia Village to pick up goods? Uh, uh, okay, in a bit, uh, no, no, I'm going right away."

He hung up, looking very disappointed, and said, "Skinny, I have to go back right now. You drive me."

The other two were also disappointed.

After discussing it, they decided to leave Da Hu there to watch Wenwen, while the other two went back to do their errands. If they were quick, they would come back and continue.

With that, the two quickly got dressed and left.

Wenwen struggled to dodge the dog's attacks, wriggling her hips, barely managing to hold on. Just as she was about to collapse from exhaustion, Da Hu slapped Ayan off Wenwen and knocked her off the bed.

The two dogs were startled and scurried out of the room through the door.

Da Hu pressed down on her, spread Wenwen's legs, and once again inserted his thick, short penis into her vagina, beginning to thrust vigorously.

The girl, both frightened and exhausted, finally couldn't hold on any longer and passed out as she wished.

After an unknown amount of time, Wenwen slowly woke up. Looking out the window, she saw it was almost afternoon, and the two guys still hadn't returned.

Dahu, his fat body half-pressed down on her, was snoring loudly.

Wenwen gritted her teeth and gently pushed Dahu's lifeless body aside.

Slowly freeing herself from his weight, she dared not stay any longer, fearing the other two would return and have the dog assault her again.

She quickly picked up her tattered clothes and changed, then gently pushed open the door. Thankfully, the dog wasn't there; she didn't know where it had gone.

She roughly determined her direction and dragged her aching body towards the village.

Wenwen had a good sense of direction, but when she reached a fork in the road, she didn't know which way to turn and was afraid of being chased from behind, so she paced around anxiously.

Just then, a boy about Wenwen's age, carrying a large schoolbag, approached from afar.

Wenwen's first instinct was to hide, but then she realized that if she hid, no one would ask for directions, so she tugged at her clothes and mustered her courage to walk towards the boy. I asked him, "Excuse me, do you know how to get to Zhujia Village?"

The boy, focused on walking, was startled by the words. Looking up, he saw a pretty young girl and quickly said, "You're going to Zhu Family Village? Come with me, I'm from Zhu Family Village too."

As he led the way, he bombarded Wenwen with questions: "Who are you? What are you doing in the village? Visiting relatives? Whose family are you? I've never seen you before! Why are you out alone? What happened to your clothes? Did you fall into a ditch?..." The barrage of questions gave Wenwen a headache, and she couldn't tell the whole truth.

Luckily, the village entrance was very close, just around the corner. Wenwen was eager to escape this questioning tormentor, but they were going the same way. After much effort,

Wenwen managed to string together a bunch of nonsense, some true, some false, and before she could even ask who this guy was, she looked up and saw that they had finally arrived at Grandpa's house! But then she saw Maosheng and Shougan, the two men about to leave Grandpa Zhu's house next door.

Just as Wenwen was trying to sneak away from these two troublemakers, the boy beside her suddenly shouted excitedly, "Brother!"

(V)

Wenwen was taken back to the village by the strange boy, but when she heard him call Maosheng and the others "brother," she knew something was wrong and immediately tried to leave. Just then, she heard Maosheng shout, "Maoming, grab that girl next to you, don't let her get away!"

Although the boy named Zhu Maoming didn't understand what was going on, he still obediently grabbed Wenwen's arm tightly so she couldn't break free.

Maosheng ran over and covered Wenwen's mouth, pulling and dragging her into the Zhu family's courtyard, and then closed the gate tightly.

Wenwen felt a deep sense of despair. It was truly like going from the tiger's mouth to the wolf's den. She didn't know what to do.

The Zhu family's courtyard was indeed much more impressive than Wenwen's grandfather's house. It was indeed worthy of being the village chief's house.

However, the village chief and his wife were not home at the moment.

With a rustle of the curtain, Grandpa Zhu appeared in the courtyard. He had just returned from treating patients in the neighboring village and hadn't had much time to rest when he saw his two beloved grandsons, Maosheng and Maoming, pulling Wenwen from next door into the house.

Maosheng loosened his belt and, together with the skinny guy, tied Wenwen up. Only then did he wipe his sweat and say to Maoming, "Brother, thanks to you! I just got a call from Dahu saying she ran away. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how to catch her."

What a coincidence! Maosheng's younger brother had always been a bright student, finishing his first year at the county's top high school. He had come home for summer vacation and, without even realizing it, had done his older brother a huge favor.

Now that there were no outsiders in the courtyard, Maosheng recounted the whole story in front of Grandpa Zhu, the skinny guy, and Wenwen.

As he listened, Maoming's eyes changed; he suddenly took on a lewd air, nodding and grinning at Wenwen as he listened.

Hearing about his grandson's misdeeds during this time, Grandpa Zhu scolded him, "You little rascal, you were too hasty."

Now that the person was caught, what to do with her was a problem.

The Zhu family members, of course, wished they could keep Wenwen by their side and have their way with her every day, but they couldn't ignore Old Man Su.

They discussed it for a moment.

Maosheng came over and squatted down next to Wenwen, holding one of her ankles and touching it back and forth. He looked up at Wenwen and smiled, saying, "You ran pretty fast, let's see how fast you run now!"

As he spoke, he twisted his ankle, and Wenwen screamed in pain. It turned out that Maosheng had twisted Wenwen's ankle joint.

Wenwen was dizzy with pain and felt utterly desperate. She was trapped in a den of iniquity, and now she was crippled. She might as well die.

She didn't expect that her tearful appearance would only arouse the lust of these beasts.

Maosheng couldn't resist any longer. Right there in the yard, he ripped off Wenwen's tattered clothes, forced her to stand against the stone table on her good leg, and held up her injured leg, exposing her still-warm vulva. With a thrust, he plunged his huge penis all the way into Wenwen's body, pumping back and forth.

He yelled, "Fuck you to death, you slut! Fuck you to death!"

The sounds of flesh colliding echoed in the yard, and the contrast between her white and smoky skin gave the people present a stark visual impact.

Wenwen's emotions had been fluctuating all day, and she had just been frightened and injured, so her mind couldn't hold up anymore. At this moment, she began to plead incoherently, "No... don't do it to me... sob, I feel so bad... ah, so hot, no! Take it out... take it out... um, um, um..." It was the first time the men had heard her moan so clearly. The two young men had already started to take out their penises and masturbate, and Grandpa Zhu couldn't help but stroke his crotch. Maosheng

became more and more vigorous. If it weren't for Wenwen's injured ankle, he probably could have tried eighty-one different positions.

After a while, he finally withdrew, panting, and ejaculated onto Wenwen's white breasts, which reflected a glistening sheen.

Later, Grandpa Zhu and the skinny guy also took turns having sex.

Wenwen's cries were so faint that no one could understand them.

During this time, Maoming masturbated and ejaculated twice on Wenwen before finally stopping.

That evening, when Wenwen's grandfather returned drunk, Grandpa Zhu personally went next door to tell Old Su that Wenwen had accidentally fallen and injured her leg that day, and Maosheng had found her and carried her back. Because her injured leg was difficult to move, Wenwen would have to stay at the Zhu family's house to recover for a couple of days.

By the time Wenwen's grandfather woke up the next day and processed the news, the fact was already established, and he could do nothing about it.

He could only send over some of Wenwen's usual extracurricular books and textbooks that she needed to preview, as a small token of his consolation. The Zhu family had a tradition of practicing medicine, so Village Chief Zhu had no objection to his father taking in injured people again. Village Chief Zhu's wife was the most virtuous and honest—in other words, timid and afraid to speak up.

Except for the village chief, who was still oblivious, several males in the Zhu family openly and secretly drooled over Wenwen. Once Wenwen's physical and mental condition improved, some couldn't resist anymore. That evening, Grandpa Zhu was massaging Wenwen's feet. Since Wenwen understood that her foot was only sprained and not completely crippled, she no longer resisted Grandpa Zhu's harassing behavior, which was ostensibly for treatment but actually for sexual purposes. " This massage will surely have some effect, right?" Wenwen comforted herself. " How can I escape if my foot is injured?" As Grandpa Zhu massaged, his hand moved towards Wenwen's buttocks. Wenwen twisted and turned to avoid it, but her foot was in his hands, and she couldn't escape. At this moment, Maosheng and Maoming came in and said, "Grandpa, the hot water is ready. Shall we help Wenwen take a bath?" This little scheme didn't escape Grandpa Zhu's notice, and he just smiled. Maosheng and Maoming took off Wenwen's thin nightgown and gently placed her in the bathtub. Maoming took the soap and ran it over Wenwen's neck and breasts, focusing on her nipples with a few circles, then slid it down her flat stomach, disappearing into the crevice between her legs, pressing against the entrance of Wenwen's vagina. Wenwen tried to block them with her hands, but Maosheng grabbed her hands and pressed them above her head, making it easier for his penis. Wenwen twisted and turned, trying to shake off Maoming's hands between her legs, panting, "No...please don't do that, okay?" No one listened to her. Instead, Maosheng picked her up, spreading her legs wide, revealing her pink vulva to Maoming. Maoming swallowed, took off his pants, and walked over with his erect penis.

Wenwen turned her head away in embarrassment, but her ears were already red.

This boy, almost her age, who still carried a schoolbag every day, doing this to her made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Maosheng ignored her and teased her, saying, "Little sister, after you've tasted all these 17- to 70-year-old penises, tell me then whether the tender ones or the old ones are better!"

Maoming lay between her legs, touched her twice, and seeing she was already wet, he guided his still-developing penis and thrust straight in.

He had only occasionally had casual sex with his older brother at a brothel in the county town; this was his first time with a pretty girl who looked like a respectable family's daughter. He felt her vagina was hot and tight, like a thousand tiny mouths sucking at him—it felt incredibly good. The best part was that, as a semi-virgin with little experience, he felt something inside Wenwen pressing on his glans when he ejaculated quickly, prolonging his intercourse.

Seeing Maoming's delight, his brother smiled knowingly and told him about the special features of Wenwen's vagina, saying it was a blessing for those with premature ejaculation.

Maoming laughed and said, "There's a benefit to that? Hehe, then our dean of students should give it a try. I heard his wife divorced him because of his premature ejaculation..." Wenwen listened to their unrestrained discussion of her genitals, as if she were just a toy. She didn't want to listen, but the voices kept drilling into her ears, making her feel ashamed and indignant, and she cried sadly.

After they finished, Maoming ejaculated a thick load on Wenwen's face, still laughing and saying, "Why are you crying? Did your big brother fuck me too well?"

Then his brother started thrusting into Wenwen's vagina.

Wenwen didn't want to make a sound, so as not to arouse them.

But Maoming's onslaught was so fierce that she couldn't help but beg him, "Can you be gentle...? Ah... um, um... umm, don't... go too deep, ah~ please..." Maoming watched them having sex, and his penis slowly rose again, but his vagina was occupied by his brother, and he didn't want to do anything with his mouth.

Maoming, while rubbing his penis, asked with a laugh, "Brother, how about we play sandwich?"

Maosheng said, "What... sandwich?"

Maoming said, "It's when you fuck her hole, and I fuck her asshole, we brothers do it at the same time."

Maosheng panted, "Asshole... you can do that? You... you're talking nonsense."

Maoming said, "Brother, I'm not lying! There's a magazine I brought you this time that you haven't read yet, it's about fucking a woman's asshole, it says it's so beautiful!"

Maoming had bought pornographic magazines in the county town before, and would always bring some home for his brother.

They would read them and exchange ideas, but they hadn't had many opportunities to practice them before.

Now that his brother said this, Maosheng no longer objected, reached behind Wenwen, spread her buttocks, revealing her pink anus.

Wenwen, dazed from the steaming heat and the gang rape by the two brothers, was suddenly told she was going to have sex with her anus. The girl, who had never heard of such a thing, struggled in terror, crying out, "Please, no! Please! It'll tear..." Maosheng, enraged, pulled out his penis, tied her hands to the metal frame above her head with a towel, and continued to re-insert it into Wenwen's vagina while spreading her buttocks, waiting for his brother to have his turn.

Maoming, also doing this for the first time, followed the instructions in a magazine, applying shower gel around Wenwen's anus and the entrance, and also applying a generous amount to the head of his penis. Then, holding his penis, he thrust it towards her small anus. At first, Wenwen's anus felt too tight, so Maoming patted her buttocks, telling her to relax, otherwise she would be the one to get hurt. He then used his fingers to dilate it further before forcefully inserting the head of his penis into her anus.

Perhaps because the previous two sexual encounters had exhausted Wenwen's energy, she no longer had the strength to tense her body. Although Maoming's glans was slow, it still managed to slowly pass through her sphincter. With a soft "plop," Maoming's penis finally entered Wenwen's anus.

He let out a long sigh of pleasure and began to tentatively move back and forth.

Wenwen's feelings were hard to describe. Her anus was filled with two hot rods, both in front and behind, and her anus felt like it was being torn open. However, this pain was transformed into a strange sensation by the pleasure coming from the front.

She felt as if her entire body was being penetrated by the penises of two men, and she was too weak to think.

Maosheng, on the other hand, felt quite good. With his brother's entry, Wenwen's vagina became tighter, more oppressive, and more pleasurable.

Moreover, he seemed to be able to feel the movement of his brother's penis inside Wenwen's body.

The two brothers moved back and forth like this, causing Wenwen's weak body to sway.

Just as the two brothers were enjoying themselves, the door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

Village Chief Zhu stormed in, cursing, "Which damn brat wants to turn into a fish while taking a bath? Hurry up, your old man needs to..." His voice trailed off into the steam. "What the hell are you doing?"

The Maosheng and Maoming brothers, unable to continue their pleasure, withdrew from Wenwen's body and stood obediently to the side, naked. Secretly, the brothers didn't want to tell their father, lest he also get a share.

Now, with no other option, Maosheng honestly recounted the whole story.

Village Chief Zhu was skeptical: "Wenwen, are they telling the truth?"

Wenwen was too exhausted to make up lies and nodded with her eyes closed.

Village Chief Zhu excitedly stripped off his clothes: "You brat, you're hogging the spoils and don't even know how to share with your old man!"

As he spoke, he lifted Wenwen out of the bathtub, pointing to his limp penis and saying, "Lick it, lick it properly."

Wenwen was exhausted and disgusted; even after licking it, he still wanted to have sex with her.

But she dared not disobey. After licking Village Chief Zhu's large penis until it was erect, Village Chief Zhu ordered Wenwen to stand with one leg against the wall. He then supported his injured leg, exposing his vulva. Village Chief Zhu embraced her, thrusting his thick waist and pounding into her, saying, "Hoo...so good, so good!"

After a while, as if discovering a new continent, he exclaimed, "Really...really...it's so hard to ejaculate! It's fucking...

so good!"

After an unknown amount of time, changing positions several times, the vaginal fluid around Wenwen's vulva had turned milky white. She could no longer stand and leaned weakly against Village Chief Zhu.

Maosheng and Maoming's legs were numb from standing, and they secretly admired their father's stamina.

Finally, Village Chief Zhu roared, pulled out his penis, and ejaculated a glob of semen onto Wenwen's breast.

Some of the semen dripped down and clung to her nipples, threatening to fall off. She finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

Didn't you hear Village Chief Zhu excitedly say, "This is really great, I can do it for as long as I want, even a guy with premature ejaculation could fuck her to death..."

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