Xiaofang

Xiao Fang's Latest Chapter (txt) ----- Three Springs in a Mountain Village (Part 1)
There was a girl in the village named Xiao Fang, beautiful and kind, with big, beautiful eyes and thick, long braids…
Thank you! For your love, I will never forget it in this life!
Thank you! For your gentleness, accompanying me through that era…
A song that was popular in mainland China a few years ago, with the proliferation of pirated CDs, drifted to Hong Kong after the handover…
I stopped to listen carefully, my heart surging with emotion, so many memories flooding back, those long-standing knots in my heart seemed to be tangled even tighter!
Let's dig out the memories of those three springs of exile in the mountains during the 1960s and 70s, deeply etched in the walls of our minds! I want to finally reveal the long-buried secrets and unspoken feelings that even my wife and children don't know about...
Kind readers, perhaps you don't need to read any further, because what follows is nothing but shamelessness... and something that can never be made up for...
Twenty or thirty years have passed, and the past is still vivid in my mind...
In that era of "burning books and burying scholars alive," intellectuals in China were collectively called "stinking old ninth category" and were sent to the countryside to receive "re-education." The tragic things that happened there, alas... What
I want to revisit are only a very few purely accidental romantic encounters I had in a remote mountain village amidst hardship.
There are also the knots of resentment buried deep in my heart, though it's better not to mention them, but one's thoughts are never truly under one's control!
My family lived in the city and didn't have any special political background. All the job postings from companies clearly stated "No graduates from the third year of high school" in large letters. With nowhere else to turn, I had no choice but to "voluntarily sign up" to settle down in the mountains, despite my sister's repeated advice.
Everywhere I went was unbearable, but I was also incredibly fortunate, for I actually turned misfortune into blessing!
In this socialist family, there are many "superiority" things that we, the younger generation, cannot enjoy. This blessing, however, is a primal, instinctive human blessing—the blessing of romance.
One moonlit, starless dawn, a dozen hastily dispatched "Liberation" brand trucks, carrying a group of bewildered young people, gradually moved away from the farewell crowd and the farewell drums…
Everyone crammed into the trucks was heavy-hearted. No one made a fuss, no one laughed, no one even talked; they just swayed and bounced with the constant jolting of the trucks… At some point, someone I didn't recognize began humming a sorrowful song: "
Farewell to my hometown, how many years have passed! That quiet distance.
I gaze and gaze, but all I see is loneliness and desolation!
When will I see my mother's kind face again!
The quiet night! The cold wind, the bright moon facing west…"
This song was so familiar to me! At the beginning of the turmoil, I painfully burned all the books in my home, but this song, with its indescribable sentiment, was deeply etched in my mind. Later, it secretly spread through my alma mater, and I never imagined it would reach outside the school, let alone that someone would sing it now!
A few people joined in! But now, being in this situation, I had no heart to hum this familiar song anymore. The mournful lyrics were a true reflection of our unfortunate and pitiful state!
I tried to ignore it, my eyes fixed on the road we had come from. The dust kicked up by the car filled the air, and the sorrowful melody echoed in my ears. I didn't know where I was, where I was going, or what lay ahead!
Several hours later, the car entered the mountains, the engine churning, climbing the winding mountain road. The beautiful scenery along the way temporarily eased my homesickness and the uncertainty of the future.
People started getting off, but it wasn't my turn yet. It was still further... further...
I closed my eyes, and before I knew it, I had lost consciousness.
When someone woke me up to get off the bus, there were only three men and two women left.
An older man was waiting by the roadside
. He told us that he had received an official letter from the government in the county town and had left yesterday afternoon, having already spent the night here. I looked around; there was no one in sight. The bus turned around and drove away. I saw a cave by the roadside; the older man had probably spent the night there waiting for us.
We followed him along the snake-like mountain path, walking for a long time without seeing any villages.
Because of the fog, when we reached the mountainside, we saw a sea of clouds below, with the surrounding peaks resembling small islands. The scene was like a mythical fairyland, and even I, filled with melancholy, was captivated by the beauty of nature.
Xiang Dong and Hong Mei, Xue Jun and Ying Zi, who had come with me, looked like two newlywed couples. Seeing them so affectionate and loving, I felt even more alone.
They weren't from the same alma mater as me, and I didn't know their original names.
I say this because just hearing their names, I knew they had been changed during the Cultural Revolution.
I also have a name with "feudal connotations," which I won't mention here because I refused to change it and was even criticized before. When I went to register for the mountain climb, the cadre gave me a curious glare.
After that, I never heard them mention their original names again. I learned that these two couples, because of their different family backgrounds, weren't "matched" in their marriage registration, which led them down this path of no return.
Crossing the valley, we entered a thick fog again, but had reached a basin with tea plantations and paddy fields.
I saw a small mountain village, a breathtaking sight; the mud walls formed three-story houses.
The villagers looked at us curiously.
As a hot-blooded young man, I naturally focused on the young women in the crowd. The women in these mountains were quite delicate; they mostly wore coarse cloth clothes in local colors, but the skin exposed was unexpectedly fair and tender. I wondered: Don't the women here have to do any work?
We were put up in a temple behind the village. There were no Buddha statues or monks in the temple. Later we learned that a group of Red Guards had come from the county town, smashed the Buddha statues, and the old monk who was taken away never returned!
There was some food in the temple, and a clear stream flowed beside it. The uncle who brought us here hurriedly introduced us to the local cadre and then rushed back to the county town before dark.
This cadre didn't speak official language; his dialect was similar to ours. Unlike cadres from outside, he didn't have an air of authority. He was kind and approachable, especially to the two female educated youths who came with him.
He said to them, "We don't have a school here yet, so you two ladies will be responsible for teaching the children!"
Turning to us men, he said, "You are all educated people. It's really unfair that the government sent you to a small mountain village like ours where we can't even communicate by mail. But don't worry, there are other people to farm the land. There's not much heavy work here. It's just that our customs are a bit unique..."
He glanced at the two female educated youths and added, "I'm embarrassed to explain it clearly, but you'll understand eventually. The people here are very kind and would never harm anyone. There has never been a crime here!"
Although the ancient temple was dilapidated, it was one of the better houses in the mountain village. There were four side rooms in front of the main hall, facing a courtyard.
The official document from the county originally intended to divide the rooms into male and female dormitories, but Yingzi and Hongmei whispered a few words and then both begged the cadre to let them each have a room.
The cadre didn't insist on the document's stipulations and actually agreed to their request, instructing them to change the arrangement if anyone from the county came.
So I lived in the west wing, next to the kitchen, and two couples lived across the street.
Seeing that this cadre was completely different from the cadres outside, I felt somewhat relieved, but when I heard that there was no post office here, and thinking about how long I had traveled by car and walked for so long, crossing mountains and valleys to get here, and now it felt like I was cut off from the world, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
But then I thought, from now on I can stay away from politics and never have to see those inhumane denunciations again. I also felt that being able to settle down in this secluded paradise might be a blessing in disguise!
Besides, just now, at first glance, the girls here...
we immediately understood the mountain village customs that the cadre mentioned:
when people have to relieve themselves, when Hongmei returned from the toilet, her face was flushed, she gently tugged at her husband's sleeve, and the two of them went into their room and whispered something to each other.
Later, I learned from Xiang Dong that the toilets here were unisex. When Hongmei went to the outhouse, a young man took off his pants and urinated next to her. Hongmei was so ashamed that she wanted to crawl into the outhouse...
After the young man finished urinating, he saw a "Shanghai brand" pendant on Hongmei's wrist. While shaking off the remaining urine droplets from the heavy pendant, he politely asked, "Excuse me, ma'am, what time is it?"
After this incident, the two women set up a private toilet in the temple, and even their husbands were not allowed to go out to relieve themselves!
Hehe! At that time, I couldn't help but secretly rejoice that I hadn't brought a woman to settle down!
According to this, wouldn't I be able to...
However, the "wife-swapping" incident that occurred in the "educated youth dormitory" was also caused by that "private toilet," but that's a story for later, so let's not talk about it for now.
The strange customs of the mountain village are not as simple as unisex toilets. Once, I was surveying land in the tea plantation with a local young man named Shugen, while several other young men were working on the slope.
Suddenly, Shugen shouted, "The bride is back from her parents' home!"
He threw down his surveying pole and rushed down the slope with the other young men.
The other young men ran and shouted, "Whoosh! They're touching the bride!"
It turned out that in the distance, a pretty young girl dressed entirely in pink was walking along the winding mountain path.
The young men intercepted the bride and began groping her.
The bride didn't resist; she smiled shyly, letting the young men's muddy hands touch her breasts, her buttocks, and even her private parts.
Only when her clean clothes were stained did the young men let her go.
When Shugen returned, I exclaimed, "Wow! How could you insult a respectable woman in broad daylight!"
Shugen laughed and said, "You don't understand! We're helping her, not insulting her. When a bride returns to her husband's home three days after her wedding, if she returns in clean clothes, it means she's ugly and nobody cares. If her chest and back are covered in mud from being touched, it means she's beautiful and many people like her!"
I said, "But I saw you touching her lower abdomen! Is that acceptable?"
"What's wrong with that? I'll sleep with her sooner or later," Shugen replied nonchalantly.
"Sleep with her?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes! Every woman in the village has slept with me," Shugen answered calmly.
Then, he went on and on about the many customs here.
What shocked me was that it seemed to be a "shared wife" system. Any married man and woman, if mutually attracted and with the woman's consent, could openly spend the night at her house.
When a husband returns home and sees a man's shoes at the door, toes pointing outwards, it means another man has taken a liking to his wife and is having sex inside.
In response, the husband will either wait at the door or go to another house for his own pleasure.
When guests arrive, the wife is expected to sleep with them as a sign of respect.
However, things are different for unmarried men and women. Unmarried men have no right to spend the night elsewhere, and unmarried girls are not allowed to sleep with men; rape is an unforgivable crime, and it's said that in the past, some who violated this rule were beaten to death by the villagers.
But according to Shugen, he has never seen such a thing happen in the village since he was old enough to understand. The villagers live in harmony, and the mountain village has always been a simple and honest place where doors are left unlocked at night and lost items are not stolen.
Shugen's words both disappointed me and gave me a new idea.
A few days ago, while using the toilet, I saw village women taking off their pants to relieve themselves next to me. They acted as if nothing was wrong, speaking politely, which made me feel like I had diarrhea, constantly running to the public toilet!
But I also noticed that aside from polite greetings, they didn't offer me any flirtatious advances. Looking back, I think it's because they all knew I wasn't good enough!
Although I'd already seen several large, white buttocks and glimpsed the reddish tinge between their hemispheres, it only fueled my urge.
At night, I often heard strange noises coming from Xiang Dong's or Xue Jun's rooms. I knew what was happening, but I didn't masturbate because I sought orgasms created by both sexes.
If I were to masturbate, I'd fantasize!
In my imagination, between a man and a woman, I would rejoice because she was happy, and be happy after she was happy! Therefore, the pleasure I sought wasn't about self-gratification, nor was it about building my happiness on a woman's suffering.
However, fantasizing only quenched my thirst; it wasn't practical. I had to find a woman to marry quickly, otherwise I couldn't endure this life!
I was confident because there were quite a few village girls around my age.
To resolve this issue as soon as possible, I went directly to the cadre and frankly explained my purpose.
The cadre told me that he was actually the village head of this mountain village.
There wasn't even a Party branch here! Did the Party's glory not reach this paradise surrounded by mountains?
However, I was more concerned about my marriage, and the village chief's answer greatly disappointed me!
It turned out that men and women here married very young. Not only were all the women of "marriageable age" I saw already married, but even the younger ones were already engaged to boys from neighboring villages.
Seeing my disappointment, the village chief expressed his deep sympathy.
As I dejectedly turned to leave, the village chief suddenly called me back, saying,
"Wait a minute. I have a nephew who died of illness last year. He was engaged to a woman in a neighboring village. If you don't mind, I'll take you to see him!"
I wasn't particularly excited and said indifferently, "That was last year. Is there still hope?"
The village chief smiled and said, "You don't know the customs here. Not only are widows unwanted, but even if a woman is engaged, if the man dies, she can't marry for three years!"
I was overjoyed and quickly said, "I don't mind. Please take me to see him."
"Not today. How about tomorrow? Remember to come find me early!" The village chief smiled at me.
I was excited all night, and the next morning I went to find the village chief, only to find him already waiting for me at the village entrance, herding a pig.
I thanked him profusely, but the village chief said, "That marriage was arranged for my nephew. I feel terrible that he passed away. I'm glad you don't mind. That way, the girl won't be delayed!"
I was overjoyed and asked, "Village chief, are you taking this fat pig to sell on the way?"
"Silly boy!" the village chief said kindly, "If you want to get married, can you go empty-handed?"
"Oh! I know, I need money! I've brought all my money with me."
"Your money is only useful in the county town; nobody wants it here. We barter. Basically, the mountain village is self-sufficient in terms of food. Utensils and cloth are brought in by government officials in exchange for our tea and local medicinal herbs, so we don't really need money. My nephew's marriage was arranged last year with fabric as a deposit, and now we need to send this pig over so we can choose a date for the wedding!"
I said, "Is it that simple? But what about the wedding arrangements?"
"You don't need to worry about the wedding procession. The young men in the village will bring the bride over for you. But there's one thing I need to tell you first: after the bride is handed over to you, you have her all to yourself for the first three days. After that, other men can ask her for sex, and if she agrees, you can't object!"
I hesitated and remained silent. The village chief looked at me and continued, "Of course, since you're an educated youth, I'll tell the villagers not to bother you. But you can't stay out all night like the young men in the village. And since the bride is a local, if she likes to have the young men in the village stay overnight, I can't stand up for you!"
I couldn't answer for a moment.
The village chief smiled and said, "I won't force you into this marriage. Let's go back!"
I suddenly asked, "Is she pretty?"
"I haven't seen her yet. If you marry her according to our local custom, her looks aren't that important, because..."
"Let's go and talk about it later!" I knew what the village chief was going to say, so I interrupted him, "I want to marry her first, and then decide whether to follow the customs of this mountain village!"
"Alright! As long as you're willing to go through with this marriage, any way is fine!"
We continued walking along the winding mountain path. I thought to myself:
When you come to a place like this, you might as well follow the customs. Who cares if she's pretty or not? As long as I have a wife, then I can...
Thinking of this, I started to think that pig was walking too slowly!
Pig, hurry up! I'm eager to know whether my future wife is like a fairy or like you, Pigsy!
We finally arrived at the small village on the other side of the mountain. It turned out that my future in-laws were also the village chief.
Upon hearing the explanation of the visitor's purpose, the village chief beamed with joy, and the pig was driven inside. However, the village chief's daughter didn't emerge; apparently, she had gone to her grandmother's house.
On the way back, I was greatly disappointed!
The village chief's wife was as fat as the pig we had driven there; how could her daughter be any better?
The wedding was tomorrow! Sigh! Time was of the essence, and without much thought, I told the village chief that we should follow the village's customs.
That night, my thoughts were in turmoil: I was getting married tomorrow, and my mother and sister didn't know. I had already promised the village chief that we would follow the village's customs, but what if the bride was incredibly beautiful? Could I bear to share her with other men in the village?
Yet, my jealousy was replaced by lust. I imagined I would finally be able to openly enjoy the company of many young women in the village—women who were called "women," but some of them weren't even twenty years old!
Yesterday when I went to Shugen's house, his wife looked like a young girl, but she was incredibly alluring, with a pair of captivating, flirtatious eyes that made my heart itch. However, I couldn't hope for anything then.
In a few days, not only Shugen's wife, but also those women whose white buttocks I saw while using the toilet—I'll have the chance to sleep with them one by one!
Then, those forbidden books I risked my life to steal during the Cultural Revolution, those forbidden books that the Red Guards confiscated but didn't burn during raids—I'll be able to put them to use! Haha! I never imagined that in the new socialist China, I could still roam freely among these beauties in this paradise.
Although they are village girls from a remote mountain village, the women here are all like enchanting spirits born from the essence of the mountains and rivers! With the sexual techniques I learned from those erotic books, I'm sure I can greatly please these many beautiful and wanton women! (
Xiao Fang's latest chapter txt----- Mountain Village Three Springs Part Two)
The next morning, a burst of drumming and music drifted away from the village.
A little while later, the old village chief came over and told me and the others who were staying with me that the wedding party had already left.
Everyone was very happy for me. Hongmei and Yingzi took the initiative to clean and tidy up the place, while Xiangdong and Xuejun took out brushes and red paper and busied themselves writing couplets to paste in my room and at the entrance of the temple.
After everything was ready, I began to anxiously await this moment that I was already excited about.
It wasn't until evening that I heard the sound of gongs and drums approaching from afar. I saw several young men from the village escorting a bride in a pink dress riding on a small donkey, slowly walking along the path on the riverbank.
Seeing the beautiful and slender bride from afar, not like my mother-in-law's figure, I felt relieved, but also began to regret agreeing to the village chief's request to marry according to the mountain village custom. I worried that it would be a mistake!
As we approached the village entrance, the bride's head was covered with a veil. Several village women went to greet her, helping the bride, whose face was veiled in red, towards my "dormitory." The scene resembled a wedding scene from a play, but much simpler.
The elders were not present. I and the bride bowed to the village chief; there was no need to worship heaven and earth before we were "sent to the bridal chamber."
This bridal chamber was actually in a temple! Getting married in a temple—quite a strange thing, right? But these days, many strange things are no longer surprising!
What surprised me was that when I lifted the bride's veil, I was stunned. She was so beautiful! Her large, bright eyes were clear and sparkling, and although she wasn't smiling, her mouth looked like it was…
The proportions of her features created a face that would make any man's heart flutter. I never imagined that in this remote mountain village, there would be a girl even more beautiful than the "class beauty" from my school days!
But why would such a beautiful girl be born to the mother who led me to make such a wrong decision?
I secretly tried to find someone to blame for my mistake, but in reality, no one was worth blaming. The old village chief, who was involved in the matter, had been more than kind to me, and I didn't know how to thank him enough!
Because I was new to the area and didn't know many people, there wasn't much of a wedding night festivities. The village chief introduced the bride and me to the visitors. That's when I learned her name was Cen Sufang; everyone usually called her Xiao Fang.
The villagers who had come to watch the commotion gradually dispersed. Hongmei and Yingzi brought out the food they had prepared. During the meal, they chatted warmly with Xiao Fang. After clearing the table, they each took their husbands back to their rooms.
While they were talking, my eyes kept darting around, comparing the three women. I felt that Hongmei and Yingzi were more compatible with me in terms of conversation, but in terms of looks and figure, my wife was number one.
However, the thought that my wife would soon become the wife of all the men in the village... sigh!
After Hongmei and the others left, Xiaofang initially kept her head down shyly. However, when she saw me silent and lost in thought, she couldn't help but show concern, though she was too embarrassed to ask me anything.
Seeing Xiaofang's awkward expression, I sat down beside her and took her hand.
Xiaofang blushed again, her hand twitching slightly, but she still let me hold it.
I asked softly, "Before you came, did anyone teach you anything?"
Xiaofang nodded without answering.
I pressed further, "Who taught you?"
"My mother said..." Xiaofang lowered her head as much as possible and said, "Can you turn off the lamp?"
I adjusted the wick of the oil lamp, making the flame as small as possible without extinguishing it, and then, holding her close, continued to ask, "What did your mother say?"
"My mother told me to listen to you, to do whatever you want!"
Hearing this, I felt a surge of desire. Although I was "full of experience," I was actually a novice. Facing the woman who was now mine, I was at a loss for words!
After thinking for a moment, I decided to put aside all talk of bedroom techniques and just do it like an animal first!
So I said, "Take off your clothes and go to sleep!"
Xiaofang obediently took off her clothes, but not hers, but mine.
The weather was getting warmer, and I didn't have many clothes on. When I was down to my underwear, Xiaofang didn't dare to take any more off.
I said, "You're not done yet! And you haven't taken yours off either!"
Xiaofang lowered her head and said, "I'm so embarrassed, can you do it? Mom said you can do whatever you want!"
I was filled with joy and turned the oil lamp up a little brighter. Xiaofang closed her eyes tightly in embarrassment. I reached out and unbuttoned her clothes and took them off as much as I could.
When she removed the pink "dress" worn by local brides, I was astonished. Underneath, Xiaofang wore a large red bodice tied at her back with two thin strings, revealing her full, firm breasts and a hint of her peach-blossom cleavage beneath her flat stomach. Her round, white buttocks were raised in the dim light of the oil lamp—I was absolutely captivated.
I couldn't help but reach out and touch her, my hand kissing her curves, tracing the arcs, reaching the crevice, and then making a deep stroke. Xiaofang gasped, opened her narrow eyes, and gave me a half-scolding look without saying a word.
I was mesmerized by her expression, so I let her sit naked on my lap, one arm around her waist, the other lifting her chin, kissing her intoxicating face and fiery red lips again and again.
Xiaofang wore no makeup, but her lips were red and her teeth white; she was naturally beautiful, her delicate face endearing. At that moment, her eyes were slightly closed in shyness, and I kissed her eyes with my lips, intending to open the windows to her soul with my tongue.
Xiaofang's eyes were stimulated. She struggled slightly, pushed my head away, gave me a look that seemed both loving and reproachful, then shyly buried her head in my arms.
I lifted the pointed corner of her red bodice, and immediately saw her private parts. This sixteen-year-old girl's vulva was smooth, unlike the fierce depiction I had shown in "Sexual Knowledge." It was more like what a young girl wearing an open-crotch dress would reveal. By
fierce, I mean when my classmate's mother was giving birth in the city, he brought her a lunchbox and saw the woman lying on the delivery bed with her pants down, her mouth wide open. He exclaimed to me, "So women's private parts are quite fierce!"
Hearing this, I looked up "Sexual Knowledge" again and couldn't help but laugh, thinking that his description made some sense!
But enough of this rambling. To get back to the point, although Xiaofang's genitals aroused my interest, it didn't hasten my desire to possess her. Under the oil lamp, she lay sprawled in my arms, and what I was eager to know was what was inside the swollen breasts wrapped in the red bodice.
I reached out and touched her smooth back, pulling on the thin string…
I thought it was the key to the red bodice; once pulled open, Xiao Fang would be completely naked.
But I pulled the wrong string; it became a knot! Oh no! I couldn't untie it!
"It's alright, it'll be mine sooner or later!" I told myself, and then I stroked her through the red bodice.
Wow! So soft and elastic, like squeezing a small balloon, or holding a hard-boiled goose egg.
After touching it a few times, something seemed to protrude, adding a new tactile sensation. Looking at the side I hadn't touched, there were already small, raised tips; I knew those were her nipples, so I gently pinched one.
Xiao Fang shivered, opened her eyes, and glared at me, as if she couldn't bear being teased. She reached up and covered her nipple.
Seeing how cute her hand was, I spared her breasts and began to play with her soft, boneless hand. Her fingers were slender, not like someone who had done rough work.
The old village chief had mentioned that her family were tea farmers, which explained why Xiao Fang, this village girl, was both healthy and beautiful.
I caressed her palm; it was soft and warm, and she tickled me, gripping my fingers tightly.
My gaze traveled down her abdomen to her feet. Her thighs were long and white, her calves round and shapely, and her delicate little feet, about four inches long, were irresistible. I playfully teased the soles of her feet, which struggled like live fish.
At this point, I could no longer restrain myself. I released Xiao Fang's lively feet, parted her white, tender legs, knelt down, and pounced on her. I wanted to get the boat into port, but I couldn't steer it properly.
Although Xiao Fang seemed resigned to my fate, she didn't offer any help. My earlier attack, like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, had been too forceful, and the hard bed made my knees ache slightly.
I thought: I should change positions; I shouldn't suffer before experiencing gentleness! So, I got off the bed and onto the ground.
Xiao Fang thought she had angered me, and quickly sat up. But before she could even get her feet off the bed, I grabbed her ankles and straddled her legs. I made her raise her legs high so she could use her hands to guide my eager penis, aiming it at the paradise described in the erotic book that would drive men wild with pleasure.
At this moment, Xiao Fang seemed to have temporarily forgotten her shyness. She opened her eyes wide, nervously staring at the hollow that I was about to invade.
I rushed into my burrow like a startled rabbit, and although I felt the entrance was tight, I squeezed in with all my might.
Xiao Fang was suddenly invaded and couldn't help but let out a soft cry. Perhaps due to the intense pain, she couldn't help but reach out and desperately hold onto my stomach.
At this moment, I felt the part of me inside Xiao Fang's body being squeezed tightly by her. It was not only interesting but also quite pleasurable. The slightest movement brought a squeezing pleasure, but it also caused Xiao Fang to cry out in pain.
But at that moment, a selfish thought suddenly occurred to me: if I hurt Xiaofang, it might make her afraid of men, and then if a man tried to seduce her in the future, she might be afraid and refuse.
Thinking of this, I hardened my heart and thrust wildly. Xiaofang's brows furrowed, her beautiful eyes showed surprise, and her usually smiling cherry lips were tightly closed, letting out a low moan of pain.
I had made up my mind, so I avoided Xiaofang's pleading eyes and stared at her two mounds of soft flesh wrapped in a red bodice, rapidly moving in and out of her narrow crevice.
Suddenly, I felt a change at the point where our bodies were joined. She gradually became wet inside, her expression was not so painful, and the tone of her moans was different from before.
I looked down and saw that when I withdrew, Xiaofang's labia were no longer clamped tightly as before, causing the tender red flesh to be pulled inside out. Now it was like a gently parted mouth, opening and closing with my thrusts.
I was a little surprised, so I quickened my pace, but I felt that Xiaofang was no longer afraid of me. My thrusting wasn't causing her pain, but rather arousing her desire. Her breathing gradually became heavy, and the moans seemed to come from the depths of her throat. Her face was flushed, her eyes were wet, and her whole body trembled.
Suddenly, Xiaofang's hands gripped me tightly. She seemed to have reached her climax, and I was encouraged. I pressed my chest against her breasts, and our bodies moved more rapidly. I wanted to press my advantage, but I was already infected by her excitement. My breathing also became heavy, and a feeling that only occurs during a wet dream instantly arose and quickly spread throughout my body.
In those few seconds, I felt as if my soul had left my body, and I felt a wave of weakness wash over me. I pressed heavily against Xiaofang.
Xiaofang also hugged me tightly and pulled the sheet over my bare back. She silently let me press down on her, slowly lowering her legs, which had been raised for a long time, to the edge of the bed.
Until I felt her breathing change. She was having difficulty breathing, so I hurriedly sat up and saw that her chest was heaving violently, as if she could barely breathe.
I quickly tried to help her up, but she shook her head, trying to speak but seemingly unable to, and gestured for me to bring her a white towel from the bedside table.
I did as she asked. She wiped my mess, then covered the area I'd made a mess of with a towel before struggling to sit up. She said coquettishly and coquettishly, "Are you trying to crush me to death?"
Embarrassed, I had nothing to say. I stared blankly as she cleaned up, noticing the bloodstains. My first time had produced quite a bit of "virgin semen"—thick, sticky, and filthy!
We lay side by side on the bed. My hand naturally reached for Xiaofang's breasts. When I touched her red bodice, I couldn't resist the urge to peel it off. So I asked her to turn to her side. Strangely enough, the knot that had been impossible to untie before was now easily untied.
Xiaofang's breasts were full, firm, smooth, and lovely. I playfully sucked on her nipples, and she didn't object. Like a loving mother, she let me rest my head on her arm, stroking my hair. In this comfortable environment, I drifted off to sleep without realizing it. This was probably the sweetest night I'd had since coming up the mountain.
I had some dreams I can no longer remember, all of them good dreams. I remember the last one; I dreamt that tree roots were seducing my Xiaofang. I woke up immediately, and when I opened my eyes, it was already dawn. I was still in Xiaofang's arms.
I felt a little ashamed, so I lay down on the pillow and pulled Xiaofang into my embrace.
Xiaofang was awakened by my actions. She gazed at me tenderly, as if she hadn't seen me clearly last night. Then she told me that she had to go back to her parents' home today and would return in three days.
I already knew these rules, but I couldn't help feeling reluctant to part. I lovingly caressed Xiaofang's breasts and then took her hand to grasp my erection.
"Do you still want more?" she asked softly.
"But...do you still hurt?"
"It's alright, I'm going back to my mother anyway..."
I was about to roll over when I suddenly remembered the bed was too hard, so I said, "Why don't you ride on top of me and play?"
Xiao Fang blushed and whispered, "I'm so embarrassed!"
I coaxed and begged, even using the phrase "Mom said you can do whatever you want," before Xiao Fang reluctantly rode on top of me. She didn't dare look me in the eye, but she still let me enter her body in that position.
In this way, Xiao Fang never dared to make eye contact with me, and probably because she had just lost her virginity, her movements were very clumsy. Later, I got off the bed and stood on the floor, and we did it again in the same way as last night.
At this time, Hongmei and Yingzi were already cooking in the kitchen next door, and Xiao Fang quickly got up to help.
I lay lazily on the bed, eavesdropping on the three women whispering.
"Has your groom gotten up yet?" It was Hongmei's voice.
"He's still sleeping!" Xiao Fang replied.
"You must have worked too hard last night! How many times did you play?" Yingzi asked.
"Once," Xiaofang whispered, her voice so muffled I could barely make it out.
"No way! Don't tell the truth!" Yingzi pressed.
"Just now, again, but it was already dawn!" Xiaofang explained.
"Stupid woman, do you have to tell the truth about this?" I cursed inwardly.
"No wonder! How could you get up? Hey! Yingzi, did Xuejun touch you last night?" Hongmei asked.
"Of course, seeing the new stove and teapot, how could he stay asleep!" Yingzi was honest this time.
"Well, I did it the night before last, I was tired yesterday and didn't want to move, but I couldn't let him get away with it..."
Hongmei hadn't finished when everyone burst into laughter. I couldn't help but chuckle too. Three women make a market, that's a good saying.
A moment later, Hongmei suddenly asked, "Hey! Xiaofang, men are allowed to stay overnight here. If a man asked you for a place, would you give in?"
"I..." Before Xiaofang could answer, Yingzi interrupted her, saying, "Xiaofang, if Xuejun makes a move on you, you can't let him have his way, or I'll turn against you!"
Xiaofang smiled and said, "Sister Yingzi, don't be nervous. My mother told me long ago that I married a sent-down youth, it's different."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. I thought, it must have been the old village chief who secretly instructed me. At that moment, I seemed to no longer dislike that fat pig... no! It was my plump, round-faced mother-in-law.
After breakfast, Xiaofang said goodbye to everyone and went back to her parents' home.
I accompanied her to the rain shelter on the other side of the mountain. I said to her, "Can I come here to wait for you the day after tomorrow?"
Xiaofang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll take a detour. No one will know to touch me. If you come to wait for me, people will laugh. Besides, you can't argue with them over this!"
My heart felt warm again: How adorable Xiaofang is! But in that case, wouldn't I also... After
seeing Xiaofang off, I went back to my home in the ancient temple. I was thinking, the mountain village is already my home... As I
walked with my head down in thought, suddenly water droplets splashed on me. I looked closely and saw a group of women getting dressed by the stream. It turned out they had been calling me, but I hadn't heard them. Only one of them, named Hu Niu, splashed me with water.
"Hey! Little educated youth, your wife isn't home tonight. Where are you going?" Hu Niu said with a smile.
"Hey! Xiaofang's wife, come to my house tonight! I've washed up and am waiting for you!"
"Xiaofang's wife, my husband went to the neighboring village, he's sleeping here tonight..."
Several women chattered amongst themselves, and I didn't know how to answer. Even I, with my usually thick skin, couldn't help but feel my cheeks burning.
I hurriedly ran home. Hongmei and Yingzi were just coming out of the yard. They looked at me, whispering and laughing loudly. I guess this kind of scene has happened before! But today I felt particularly awkward.
I thought to myself, what's so funny? My woman is prettier than yours! I'm always so envious of you two being so affectionate, and now I have one too, humph! I
have nothing to do today, so while everyone at the temple is out, I might as well get a quiet nap.
I had barely lain down when someone pushed open the door and came in. It was Chunzhi, Shugen's wife. She lived in a house near the ancient temple. She brought over a bowl of chicken soup and said with a smile,
"You're a traveler, without your mother to take care of you. Xiaofang has gone back to her parents' home. I killed a chicken, Shugen got half, and you can have half too. You must have had a hard night; you need to nourish yourself!"
I quickly declined, but Chunzhi said, "I've already brought it all. How can you ask me to take it back? Eat it while it's hot!"
I had no excuse, so I started eating.
As I ate, Chunzhi whispered seductively beside me: it turned out she and Xiaofang were from the same village. She was a year younger than Xiaofang and had just married Shugen earlier this year.
I'm a bit forgetful when I eat, and when Chunzhi saw that I hadn't finished gnawing on the chicken bones, she picked them up and started sucking on them. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said, "Sorry, it's a bad habit!"
Chunzhi smiled and said, "It's nothing! Shugen does the same thing. Can I have a sip of soup?"
"Of course!" I pushed the bowl of soup towards her.
"No, that's not it! I want you to feed me!"
I held the bowl to her lips, but she shook her head and said, "Feed me with your mouth!"
I was stunned, not knowing what to do!
"I'll teach you!" Chunzhi said, taking a big gulp of chicken soup, holding it in her mouth without swallowing, and bringing her charming little mouth to mine. I couldn't refuse her kindness and accepted a sip from her cup.
Chunzhi smiled and said, "Your turn!"
By then, my heart was already pounding, so I returned the favor with a sip.
Chunzhi seized the opportunity to snuggle into my arms, took my hand, and placed it on her breast.
I felt a surge of desire, and my penis hardened, pressing against her delicate body.
Chunzhi's hand reached out and grasped my erection, saying sweetly, "Come to my house tonight!"
I countered, "Can't we go now?"
Chunzhi laughed and said, "No, firstly, not during the day; secondly, not at your house, those are the rules!"
"I dare not go to your house!" Saying this, my hand loosened its grip.
(Xiaofang's latest chapter txt----- Mountain Village Three Springs Part Three)
Night fell, and although Chunzhi's house was nearby, it felt incredibly far away.
While we were eating together earlier, I felt that Hongmei and Yingzi were watching me. If I went to have a tryst alone tonight, would they tell Xiaofang?
Originally, I was content with Xiaofang, but Chunzhi's seductive manner... I wondered how she would behave in bed...
Besides, Chunzhi had warned me not to offend the women of the village, meaning that not going would offend her. Xiaofang must also know why I shouldn't offend the women of the village!
Since she knew, she would surely understand that I went to see Chunzhi to avoid offending the women of the village!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel emboldened! But when I looked at the door, Hongmei and Yingzi were still enjoying the cool air in the yard.
I should go later! Better to be known than seen. I'll take a nap first and conserve my energy!
Having made up my mind, I stretched out my arms and legs and fell asleep, completely unconscious.
A stone flew in through the window, and I suddenly realized, ah! It must be Chunzhi.
I looked out the window but saw no one. Looking into the yard, Hongmei and Yingzi had already gone into their rooms. So I slipped out of the old temple gate, intending to sneak to Chunzhi's house.
After walking only a dozen steps, a dark figure flashed out and said, "Brother Zhiqing, I'm here!"
"Oh! It's Tiger Girl!"
"Brother Zhiqing!" Seeing that I didn't react enthusiastically, Tiger Girl changed her address to, "Xiao Fang's wife, I was afraid you wouldn't know where my house is, so I came to take you there! Let's go quickly!"
Before I could say anything, Tiger Girl had already dragged me away. I really didn't know where her house was. When we got there, I found out it was right behind Chunzhi's house. Tiger Girl's husband was still at home. Seeing Tiger Girl pulling me in, he smiled, stood up, greeted me, and went outside.
Tiger Girl started to undress me, saying as she did so, "Hehe! I'm the first one, right? I've been first several times. Xiao Fang's wife, I've missed you for many days, you know?"
Before I could answer her, she had already stripped me naked. Then, Tiger Girl quickly followed suit. She seemed quite experienced, and with a squeeze and a pinch, my startled and timid thing immediately became hard.
Tiger Girl lay down on the bed, her legs spread wide in an M-shape, revealing a hairy cave. Tiger Girl was the oldest among the group of young women, though she wasn't actually twenty. She had a healthy, well-built body and a darker complexion, and under the oil lamp, her flesh radiated a captivating allure.
I took a step forward and easily penetrated her. During the thrusting, I discovered that this woman's erogenous zone was somewhat special. I remembered that last night with Xiao Fang, it was tight and difficult to thrust in and out, but with Tiger Girl, it was easy to enter but difficult to exit, as if there were handles inside. So I thrust in quickly and withdrew slowly, enjoying that unique pleasure of being held back!
I looked at Tiger Girl; it turned out she also particularly enjoyed it when I withdrew! I couldn't help but wonder: could Tiger Girl's manhood be structured in a special way?
With that thought in mind, I pulled out the thick rod and replaced it with my delicate fingers to dig and probe. Sure enough, I felt many inverted rings of flesh inside. No wonder when I pulled out, I felt something sucking me in, and when I continued to pull, I felt something scraping the edges of the mushroom head—it was incredibly pleasurable!
"Xiao Fang's, you're making my heart jump out of my chest! Give it to me!"
I pulled out my delicate fingers and let the thick, hard mushroom head go back in and scrape against her flesh. After my digging and probing, the tiger girl was even more wanton now, and she started moaning loudly…
I can't remember what the tiger girl was moaning now. I'll try to write it in the style of a slut, but it must be a lie. I remember she was calling out something like, "Mommy… Mommy… Mommy…"
It made me panic, and before long, she cried out.
I had intended to hold back my ejaculation to prepare for Chunzhi's arrival, but I hadn't expected Tiger Girl to be so formidable. I couldn't help but worry about what I would offer that 15-year-old seductive slut.
Tiger Girl held me tightly for a while before finally letting me get dressed and leave. As I stepped out the door, "Tiger Girl's husband" was still waiting, smoking his pipe. He smiled and nodded when he saw me, then quickly stood up and went inside.
Whether Tiger Girl's husband was tired of waiting or couldn't resist the sounds of his wife's moans, I didn't have time to figure it out. I was thinking about Chunzhi's words, "Don't offend the women here!"
When I arrived at Chunzhi's house, I saw that the lights were still on inside.
Pushing open the slightly ajar wooden door, I saw Chunzhi already lying on the bed. Seeing me enter, she immediately said, both pleased and annoyed, "Why are you only coming now!"
I replied, "I was dragged away by Hu Niu. You said we shouldn't offend the women here!"
"That tigress! My Shugen was the first one she ate! She must have come to your house to throw stones!"
I nodded. Chunzhi continued, "Hu Niu is so slutty she's practically out in public. That time she came to my house to throw stones too. Shugen and I were only halfway through when he got up to check on things, and she dragged him away. Hey! I heard her cunt is really special! Is it true? You must have had a great time!"
"How do you know?" I asked without thinking.
"Shugen said so. Shuangling's family said the same thing when they came to play with me. But they also said I have another special quality. Come and try it, and tell me what it is."
"I'm afraid I can't tonight!" I pointed to my crotch and helplessly shrugged.
"No problem!" Chunzhi climbed out of bed, already completely naked.
In just a few moments, she had me in the same position as her. Then she reached out and rubbed and stroked me, and my soft little thing actually changed, hardening and rising.
Chunzhi was overjoyed and immediately lay back down on the bed, ready to be penetrated. But I wasn't interested in the hard bed; Chunzhi's petite body, like Xiaofang's, probably couldn't withstand the pressure. So I decided to stick to the side-by-side position.
Chunzhi readily cooperated. Her pubic hair was sparse, and her pussy was already wet. I thrust in with a "tsk," immediately feeling her pleasure. My sensitive glans received extremely pleasurable friction; the sensation was indescribable.
Curious, I tried the same trick I'd used with Hu Niu, eagerly using my fingers to explore. It turned out her vaginal walls were also unique, rough like a basketball rind covered in small bumps. It seemed these bumps were what made me feel so aroused and my soul almost left my body! Before Chunzhi could urge me, I was already back in position, thrusting and pounding wildly inside her.
Chunzhi's orgasm came incredibly quickly; soon her face was flushed, her eyes were wet, and her hands and feet were ice-cold. She looked pitiful, unable to bear the pleasure, but I felt no pity. I wanted to teach this fifteen-year-old slut a lesson.
I grabbed Chunzhi's ankles, spread her thighs, and thrust into her hard for a while. Then I made her wrap her arms around my neck, lifted her buttocks, and stood up, tossing her petite body up and down.
Chunzhi, this slut, didn't seem any prettier than my Xiaofang normally, but when she was being penetrated, she displayed a myriad of seductive charms, many pleasing expressions, and many captivatingly wanton behaviors—qualities I hadn't yet discovered in Xiaofang.
I thought: given time, if Xiaofang were as wanton as Chunzhi, it would be even more interesting!
I also thought of Huniu's moans during sex. If my beautiful Xiaofang could moan like that, it would be even more alluring and arousing!
I can't remember how long I tormented Chunzhi. I remember her begging for mercy, which made me feel lightheaded, before I finally gave her my pleasure. Chunzhi felt like she had been granted a pardon and fell asleep contentedly with me.
In the early morning, I vaguely felt someone doing something to me. I opened my eyes and saw that Chunzhi had somehow gotten on top of me, and her peculiar pussy was covered by my erect penis, which always gets engorged in the morning.
I wanted to roll over and have another go, but Chunzhi wouldn't let me. She stayed in that position and told me many things about Xiaofang.
Chunzhi and Xiaofang were best friends who grew up together. Chunzhi praised Xiaofang for being beautiful and kind-hearted. During their time together, Xiaofang always tried her best to help Chunzhi with her difficulties.
I asked with a laugh, "When you're horny, does Xiaofang take off her clothes and hug you?"
"No!" Chunzhi's pussy, which was gripping my hardness, suddenly contracted, and she said, "Xiaofang is very proper, unlike me... What did you just say? Ah! Slut. I am a slut, that's true. I'm already going crazy from wanting men before I'm even married, because I often peek at my sister-in-law doing things with men. Seeing how tight my sister-in-law is, my juices are almost dried up!"
"Is it because your pussy is specially structured, causing self-friction that makes this happen?" I interrupted deliberately.
"It can't be like that! First, I felt itchy inside, then my pussy got horny! Xiaofang also peeked with me before, but she wasn't as horny as me!"
As dawn broke, I prepared to say goodbye and sneak home, casually asking, "Chunzhi, who is this Shuangling you mentioned earlier?"
Chunzhi replied, "She's the woman who recently married Hu Niu's brother-in-law. Shugen said her pussy is quite something, but I don't think she's as horny as me. If you want to be with her, it seems you'll need Hu Niu to play matchmaker for you! Ah! Xiaofang's wife, when are you coming again?"
"When do you want me to come again?" I countered.
"You really make me both love and fear you. No man has ever lasted as long as you, making me feel like I'm dying and coming back to life, it's so comfortable! But, I think I've been hurt by you, it still hurts a little! Let's talk about it later!"
I took the opportunity to ask again: "What exactly do you mean by not offending the women here?"
"I was afraid you wouldn't come, so I deliberately scared you, but I didn't expect that would make Sister Tiger beat you to it! Actually, the women here are all very kind, they won't make things difficult for you!"
As I left Chunzhi's house, I happened to run into Tiger going to the stream to fetch water. I caught up with her and asked her to play matchmaker for me and Shuangling.
Tiger Girl laughed and said, "I promise you, but how do you want to thank me?"
Seeing the lewdness in her voice, I understood her meaning and said, "If I come so often, aren't you afraid your husband will be angry?"
"Him? Hehe!" Tiger Girl laughed loudly and whispered, "He loves to do it with me after other men have finished with me. Last night after you left, he came in and made me so tired I didn't want to get out of bed this morning!"
"Then I'll come see you tonight!"
"Don't bother looking for me, just go find Shuangling! She's from Xiaofang's family. I, Tiger Girl, am the first to befriend you. It makes me look good among my friends. I really want to thank you. Shuangling is shy, but deep down she's probably even more wanton than me! Humph! We're all women! What's the difference?"
When I got home, Yingzi was already up cooking breakfast. I went to the kitchen for a drink of water, and Yingzi rambled on, "Where did you go last night? We're educated youth, our purpose in going up the mountain is to 'repair the earth.' The village chief has already told Xiaofang..."
I didn't want to hear her say anything more. I drank my water, grabbed my breakfast, and hurriedly slipped back to my room to eat and sleep.
Perhaps because of my battle with those two little sluts last night, I slept until Xiang Donglai woke me up for dinner.
While eating, Yingzi seemed to want to say something again, but I pretended not to hear, and no one else interrupted. Only then did Yingzi lose interest and continue.
After dinner, I lay in bed, not feeling any particular sexual need, but I thought about my date with Shuangling through Hu Niu, and that Xiao Fang would be back tomorrow. Perhaps I would get to know her and stop messing around with other women! It seemed I had to cherish this "last night" no matter what.
Thinking this, I got up and, in the darkness, made my way to the house next to Hu Niu's…
Shuangling's house was lit by an oil lamp. Pushing open the half-closed gate, I saw a girl sewing under the lamp. Seeing how young she was, I almost thought I'd entered the wrong house. But then I remembered Chunzhi saying that Shuangling was the same age as her and had just married into the family. Looking closer, I realized it was the same young woman I'd seen a few days ago on the tea mountain, surrounded by Shugen and several young men, having her breasts pinched and buttocks touched—the one who had returned home after three days of mourning from her parents' home!
So, I mustered my courage and went in. Shuangling saw me and hurriedly stood up. I asked, "Did Hu Niu tell you?"
Shuangling nodded without saying a word.
Seeing Shuangling's shy expression, my lust grew stronger. I took the needlework from her hand, placed it on the table, and lifted her petite body to sit on the bed.
In her panic, Shuangling flung her hand out the oil lamp.
At that moment, I suddenly felt that doing things in the dark had a unique charm, so I ignored her.
I held Shuangling and tried to kiss her, but she seemed to deliberately avoid me. I finally managed to kiss her small lips, but she didn't return the kiss. She seemed very nervous, and her breathing was rapid.
I touched Shuangling's breasts. They were clearly not as well-developed as Chunzhi's; her breasts were small, and her nipples were the size of soybeans. When I touched them, she reached out and tried to resist, but her strength seemed so weak.
I began to take off Shuangling's underwear and pants. She continued to resist, but to no avail. Soon she was naked in my arms, and I quickly made myself as naked as her.
Shuangling was still trembling, but when I touched her vulva, it was smooth and hairless, a little "white tiger," and it already felt wet—enough to make things happen!
So, I let Shuangling straddle my lap with her legs spread apart. She was not only petite, but even a bit thin. To be honest, I couldn't help but feel quite disappointed at that moment, because she couldn't compare to any of the three women I had been intimate with.
I remembered Shugen saying that I touched her that day to help her, and Chunzhi said that she had some "advantages" down there. I put my finger inside and felt that it was similar to Xiaofang's, nothing special. It seemed that Chunzhi was just tricking me into "helping" her, because the custom here was that a woman had to have a man stay overnight for her and "her family" to have face.
But now, the "little white tiger" was in my arms, and I was already "hooked and unable to let go," so it was time to go deeper into the "tiger's den"!
Once inside, there was nothing particularly special. The feeling was similar to Xiao Fang's; it wasn't like Hu Niu's "double-layered gate" with its inverted flesh, nor was it like Chun Zhi's "stalactite cave" covered in small fleshy bumps!
Ah! Whatever kind of cave it was, as long as there was a cave at this moment, that was fine!
Suddenly, Shuang Ling took the initiative to kiss me, and of course, I kissed her passionately in return. Just then, something strange happened. I felt the area between Shuang Ling's legs, tightly wrapped around me, begin to twitch and vibrate. At first, it was a violent tremor, but later it transformed into a wave-like rhythmic movement of the vaginal walls.
My surprise turned to excitement, and from excitement to unprecedented enjoyment. Shuang Ling and I didn't need to move; we simply hugged each other tightly. The twitching effect from her magical private parts made Shuang Ling feel intoxicated, experiencing multiple orgasms, and it also made my blood rush. We hugged tighter and tighter…
Finally, I ejaculated inside Shuangling, and she stopped convulsing. We continued to lie on the bed, embracing each other, Shuangling tenderly resting her head on my chest. Although it was dark around us, I could feel her overflowing tenderness and affection.
That night, because Shuangling's family happened to be up in the mountains keeping watch, I slept in her bed until dawn.
The next day, when I returned to the ancient temple, it was Hongmei's turn to cook.
Hongmei never nagged me like Yingzi did, so I stayed in the kitchen to help her. But she still curiously brought up my overnight stay. Her tone was different from Yingzi's. She said, "You went out for another night of pleasure last night?"
"Let's enjoy ourselves while we can! Since we've come this far, why not have fun?"
"You can marry a local, of course! Xiangdong wouldn't do that!" Hongmei said, her face flushed and her head bowed.
I smiled and said, "It's fine to follow the local customs! Anyway, I'm going to settle down here!" "
Yingzi, that's impossible!" Hongmei lowered her head even further.
"Time will change everything!" I felt embarrassed too, grabbed my breakfast, and slipped away.
In the afternoon, Xiaofang returned from her parents' home. Despite her clever detour, she couldn't escape the young men from the village who groped the bride. They were waiting from afar, following her into the village. No matter which path Xiaofang took, she couldn't escape being groped and pinched.
I noticed the stains on Xiaofang's body; her genitals were covered in filthy muddy handprints!
While everyone was eating dinner, I noticed Xuejun glancing at Xiaofang frequently, while Hongmei and I kept making eye contact. With another person present, the atmosphere was a bit strange!
When we got into bed, Xiaofang diligently undressed me. She seemed much bolder than the first time, but her performance in bed was still merely lewd, not wanton enough!
At best, Xiaofang was compliant and let me do as I pleased, but she lacked any charm or allure.
The consolation was that after our lovemaking, Xiaofang still refused invitations from the men in the mountain village to spend the night with her.
However, the next day, after dinner, when we returned to our room, Xiaofang instructed me to avoid them that night, and only go back to sleep if there were no straw sandals pointing outwards at the door!
I asked her in surprise why, and Xiaofang smiled and said, "Shugen is coming. I initially refused him, but you slept with his Chunzhi. At first, I didn't believe it, but Chunzhi told me it's true!"
I was speechless. Xiaofang then said gently, "It wasn't my choice, but since you've already slept with them, how can I refuse their kindness?"
Helpless, I left the ancient temple, like a lost soul, not knowing where to go.
I sat by the stream for a while, watching helplessly as Shugen went inside. Thinking of my Xiaofang being at his mercy, I felt terrible. Everything was fine until I left first, ruining everything. It was truly a mistake that caused eternal regret!
I strolled over to Chunzhi's house. Straw sandals were already laid out at the door, as were Shuangling's. Tiger Girl's house was dark. Just as I was about to leave, someone called me. Looking closely, I saw it was Tiger Girl. I felt like I'd been saved and quickly told her everything that had happened that night.
Tiger Girl smiled after listening and said, "What a coincidence! I was riding a horse today, so I can't play. But you can come in and wait a bit while I go see if the other sisters are okay."
I was too embarrassed to go in, so I stood outside. After a while, Tiger Girl returned and said, "You're too late. The other sisters are all with someone. My husband is on night watch and won't be back. You can sleep here, but you can't play! You don't mind, do you?"
Like a horse with no legs, I was done. That Tiger Girl was really shameless; knowing I couldn't do anything, she still teased me relentlessly, leaving me with a grotesque expression and no choice.
Tiger Girl got tired of playing and went to sleep, but how could I sleep? I got up in the middle of the night and quietly slipped back to the ancient temple.
Huh! Straw sandals were nowhere to be seen at the door; Shugen had been gone for some time!
I hurried inside. Xiaofang was already asleep, covered with a sheet, her shirt and underwear tossed aside. I quietly lay down beside her, but still woke her.
"Did Shugen come by?" I asked knowingly.
"Yes."
"When did he leave?"
"Not long after."
"He didn't...sleep with you...?"
"He thought I wasn't charming enough, which is true, I'm not as seductive as Chunzhi..."
"He didn't want you? He didn't sleep with you..." I asked in surprise.
"How could he not come? He stripped me naked, touched my breasts, touched my buttocks, and after a few touches, he couldn't resist and penetrated me. I didn't resist, letting him do as he pleased, but he still complained that I wasn't charming enough, and left after only a dozen or so touches. He said he was going to see Widow Zhang in the east of the village."
The next day, I paid close attention to Xiaofang's mood, but she didn't seem to be acting strangely, as if nothing had happened. She got up early to make breakfast, appearing skilled and capable; it seemed she was better at housework than Hongmei and Yingzi.
For a long time afterward, Xiaofang was called "Wooden Beauty" by the young men in the mountain village.
There was no shortage of women in the mountain village, but Chunzhi, Huniu, and Shuangling were the most popular. Shugen openly said that my Xiaofang wasn't even half as charming as Widow Zhang. Xiaofang just smiled foolishly at him, unconvinced. It was difficult for me, "her woman," to hold my head high in public.
Of course, I hoped Xiaofang would be a "wooden beauty" to others and a "fiery beauty" to me! Unfortunately, she seems to have one persona in public and another in private.
But I still genuinely like her because, aside from being a bit passive in our sex life, she's the perfect wife. In our little family, she manages everything perfectly, both internally and externally, and is incredibly caring towards me. Even if I were to fall for someone else and want to be unfaithful, I wouldn't find any excuse!
Besides, she's only a little passive during sex; otherwise, she's obedient, gentle, and considerate! Sometimes I think, even a "wooden beauty" should be content; a "steel beauty" would be much more desirable!
Tiger Girl's friends still tease me from time to time, and Xiaofang doesn't mind, always generously letting me go out and fool around with them. She grew up here, so it's probably commonplace for her, but I, from the city, feel incredibly lucky!
Because I occasionally incur "romantic debts" out of curiosity, Xiaofang inevitably has to "pay back" with her body. Among the young men who come to "collect the debts," almost all of them are both captivated by her beauty and abandoned by her indifferent charm. Some even jokingly said to my face: "Having sex with your Xiaofang is adultery!"
Calling it adultery is too cruel, but according to my "clinical" experience, Xiaofang's bedroom charm is far inferior to those few vixens with "famous instruments" like Chunzhi, and even inferior to other sluts and whores.
Tiger Girl's close friends, the ones who splashed water on me by the stream that day, none of them were as pretty as my Xiao Fang. Their private parts, usually hidden, weren't much different when exposed during sex, and the feeling of being together was similar. But each of them possessed a unique kind of allure. Some smiled before speaking, their smiles captivating; some spoke in a coquettish voice, evoking pity; some were adept at recounting their erotic escapades with other men to arouse your lust.
These were just ordinary advantages, but unfortunately, Xiao Fang lacked all of them! Not to mention Sister Yu Mian and Widow Zhang, whom Tree Root had specially recommended!
I stayed overnight at Yu Mian's house that time. She was in her twenties or thirties, much older than Xiao Fang, but she had never had children.
It's worth mentioning here that women in the mountain village didn't use contraception, but they all only had children after the age of thirty. Some said it was due to the environment, others said it was because of group sex, but no one knew the real reason: women under thirty all indulged in unrestrained sexual pleasure, and truly, none of them got pregnant.
That said, when I arrived at Yu Mian's house, she acted like an older sister taking care of her younger brother. She was tall and imposing, which made my average-looking physique seem even more intimidating.
She made me feel like I was sleeping on a bed of flesh, allowing me to press down on her and ravage her at will. Especially when I was about to ejaculate, breathless and weak, she would let go of my limbs…
the comfort of that was something only those who had experienced it could truly understand. Yu Mian had that advantage, unlike my Xiao Fang, who seemed to die at the slightest pressure, making me feel unbearable.
When it was Yu Mian's turn to take the initiative, she could half-squat and ride me, breathing heavily, until I ejaculated and my tears flowed freely!
That widow was in her thirties or forties, old enough to be my mother, but I had no appetite for her. That tree root, perhaps having received some favors from her, dragged me along, and I reluctantly went. However, upon seeing her, I was already captivated. Although she was a middle-aged woman, she had rosy lips, white teeth, snow-white skin, and a plump, rounded figure, neither fat nor swollen.
The tree root pushed me into the house and closed the door, unaware that I was already bewitched, refusing to budge even when pulled away.
Then the woman undressed me, and we both entered a large wooden tub of warm water up to our waists. She washed me thoroughly, letting me touch my buttocks, explore my genitals, kiss me, and rub my breasts.
After our bath, we went to bed hand in hand. The bed was covered with a layer of dry, soft grass, comfortable and soft. I was about to get into bed when the woman smiled and stopped me. She told me to lie down on the soft bed, and then, with her pearly lips, she kissed my entire body, finally taking my erection into her mouth and sucking and licking. My little guy had never experienced such a dizzying scene before, and he ejaculated on the spot.
The woman looked at me with a seductive smile, and after I calmed down a bit, she continued licking. This time, she licked my dirtiest spot; although I had just washed it, I didn't think she had reached the place where her tongue had penetrated!
Strangely enough, the moment her tongue slipped inside, my previously limp spot hardened again. Then we rolled around on the bed. As I played, I admired the woman's allure, and that's when I understood why Shugen had only touched Xiaofang a dozen times before giving in and then had to go to this widow's rendezvous.
It was truly outrageous; that guy treated my Xiaofang like trash that night!
At first, I was always glad that while I was having fun with other men's wives, my own wife was left untouched at home. But I increasingly felt guilty that my wife was unwelcome!
However, I absolutely refused to accept the accusation of adultery, because when I was with Xiaofang, she clearly reacted; at least her face would turn red, her eyes would well up, her hands and feet would turn cold, and sometimes she would involuntarily moan—that was clearly an orgasm!
Sigh! Maybe they wanted something more unrestrained, while my Xiaofang was more reserved. There was nothing I could do!
However, Xiaofang did give me a lot of face once, again when Shugen came up with the idea.
That was in the summer of my second year here. There were about twelve couples, I think! I can't remember exactly, but I do remember they were all married young men and women, enjoying the cool evening air by the stream under the moon.
Shugen was talking about "wooden beauties" again, and Xiaofang just smiled it off. But I couldn't stand it and started arguing with him.
I said, "As long as she's beautiful! Who cares if she's made of wood or flesh? My Xiaofang is the most beautiful woman in the village!"
After saying that, I deliberately hugged Xiaofang and kissed her on the lips. I knew Xiaofang never kissed men she stayed with overnight, so I was just showing off. Xiaofang shrank back in embarrassment.
Shugen laughed loudly and said, "Not bad, not bad! The most timid beauty!"
Xiaofang suddenly asked, "What do you mean?"
Shugen said, "Xiaofang's beauty is well-known, but as for her body... only I and the men here who have slept with her know. But Xiaofang never allows lights to be lit, so we don't know for sure. Since the moonlight is so good tonight, why don't you strip naked and let everyone see, so we men can have a good look, and so that the women can be convinced!"
"Great! Agreed!" the busybodies present echoed.
"You're bullying her again!" Xiaofang said softly.
"If Xiaofang dares..." Shugen said smugly, even more arrogantly, "I'll give you a basket of lychees!"
Xiaofang suddenly said, "Okay! Enough for me to treat everyone to a good meal!"
Shugen was startled, paused, and said, "Okay! Take them off!"
But a busybody said, "You should take out the lychees first!"
I seemed to suddenly realize something and said, "Right, right! We should take out the lychees first!"
Shugen seemed to know he would lose, so he simply dressed up and went home with Chunzhi to carry a basket of lychees.
As Shugen left, Xiaofang looked at me with questioning eyes, but I thought: Xiaofang has already had physical relations with almost all the men here, so it doesn't matter if they see her more closely. As for the other women, in terms of looks and figure, none of them can rival Xiaofang!
So I encouraged her, "Xiaofang, show Shugen a thing or two, stop him from always targeting you, and show everyone your strength. You are the most beautiful here."
Perhaps competing in beauty is a woman's nature! My words of encouragement gave Xiaofang boundless strength. She picked up lychees and distributed them to everyone, saying, "Everyone, eat and watch! I'm sure I'll win this basket of lychees!"
Even Shugen and Chunzhi helped distribute the lychees; it seemed the couple knew defeat was inevitable.
When all the young men and women present were carrying lychees, Xiaofang bravely climbed onto a large blue stone by the stream, slowly took off her top, and threw it to me.
Everyone's eyes widened like saucers. Xiaofang's skin was fair and smooth, her breasts proudly erect. She continued to bend down and take off her sarong, deliberately covering her private parts, which made Shugen and the other men shout, "Throw it down! Throw it down now!"
Xiaofang deliberately threw the sarong over Shugen's head, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
The bright moonlight bathed Xiao Fang's naked body, making her resemble a beautiful statue. Although she wasn't posing like a modern model, she was captivating even in a casual stance, every gesture and movement like a graceful dance.
Suddenly, Hu Niu and another woman climbed onto the bluestone, stripped naked, and stood on either side of Xiao Fang, dancing wildly. They were indeed performing a unique mountain dance.
Then, some of the women below the large bluestone seemed to be influenced by the atmosphere, and they began to strip and throw their clothes onto the bluestone. As space on the large bluestone became insufficient, they jumped down and began dancing on the sandy ground beside the stream.
The men clapped and sang along with the dance. At this point, the women, regardless of their figures, were completely naked; they seemed to have grown tired of all constraints and wanted to play freely under the open sky.
However, this was tough on me, an outsider. I was completely unfamiliar with the customs. Fortunately, the men were supposed to clap and sing, and although I didn't know what they were singing, I could still clap along.
The women danced while keeping an eye on the men in the outer circle, as if searching for their rivals.
Sure enough, as they danced, Xiaofang moved in front of me. She took the shirt that had been thrown to me earlier and tossed it onto the large blue stone, then began to undress me.
The singing subsided, and I looked around. It turned out that all the women were undressing their men, mostly their husbands, but some weren't, perhaps because the positions had been mixed up.
Xiaofang stripped me completely naked, nestled against me like a little bird, and held my most comfortable and convenient parts. Just then, a woman pulled her man into our group. The woman said, "Xiaofang, I've never been intimate with your man. Could you let me have my way tonight?"
Xiaofang looked at me, as if asking for my opinion.
To be honest, I had noticed all the women here tonight, and none of them were unsightly.
Without hesitation, I nodded, and Xiaofang immediately let go and floated towards the man.
The woman threw herself into my arms, introducing herself: "I'm Liu Yi, I married into Xiao Fang's family from here. Today, I happened to be visiting my parents' home with my husband, and I've never had anything like this before!"
"Me too! It's so much fun!" I said, reaching out to shake her hand.
"Here!" Liu Yi moved my hand to her breast.
I touched it—wow! It was about the same size as Xiao Fang's, but the nipples were larger and seemed a bit softer!
I don't know why, but whenever I meet a new woman, I compare her to Xiao Fang, and I try to find ways she can't compare to Xiao Fang, just for my own satisfaction.
But this Liu Yi seems to have many things in common with Xiao Fang!
Xiao Fang! Suddenly, I remembered Xiaofang. My eyes scanned the surroundings. Liu Yi saw right through me and gestured to my left, saying, "She's still with my man, it's already started!"
I turned around as she pointed and saw Liu Yi's back leaning against a big tree. My Xiaofang was in his arms, one leg on the ground, the other lifted up by the man. In the moonlight, I could vaguely see something rod-like moving between her legs. I knew without a doubt what it was! It was
the first time I'd seen my Xiaofang being fucked by another man. I felt both hatred and arousal. I almost impulsively wanted to "rescue the beauty," but his wife was right in my arms...
Looking around, I saw some women already moaning, "Mommy... Mommy... Mommy..." It sounded familiar. I looked towards the sound and saw it was Tiger Girl. The man was a tree root. This guy was playing with "famous instruments," or as we'd call him now, a "player"!
I remembered him having fucked Xiaofang halfway through...

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