The Romantic Adventures of Niu Da Chou (44-45)

(44)

Author: aqqwso

The two had a wonderful time playing on the Balan River. When they reached the end and got ashore, they were both soaked to the bone. After changing their clothes and resting for a while, they took a car towards Yilan County. The sun hadn't set yet.

Upon arriving in Yilan, they found a restaurant, went into a private room, ordered their favorite dishes and a few bottles of wine, and indulged in the warmth and romance of their private world. In his joy, Xiao Cong also raised his glass to join Da Chou in their revelry. Da Chou, his face flushed, gazed at the beauty, eating and drinking heartily, forgetting all the unpleasantness of the world, completely unaware of his surroundings. If this moment could fill his entire life, how perfect life would be!

As darkness fell, the two linked arms and looked for a place to spend the night. Soon, they found a clean and comfortable one. The two checked into the hotel as a married couple. When the landlady scrutinized them, Da Chou, thick-skinned and unfazed, remained calm; Xiao Cong blushed, her gaze shifting elsewhere. Her face was burning hot, as if she could hear her own heartbeat. For Xiao Cong, an unmarried girl staying at a hotel with a mature man like this was a first. She was, after all, a conservative and self-respecting girl, and couldn't help feeling shy and timid. But now, she couldn't back down.

After showering, they went to bed. Both were a little tired after a long day, and embraced affectionately. Da Chou was completely naked. Xiao Cong, being a young girl, was still reserved and wore only underwear. Even so, the skin-to-skin contact felt very comfortable. Despite being tired, Da Chou's manhood was still erect and hot, teasingly rubbing against Xiao Cong's sensitive areas. Through the fabric, Xiao Cong clearly sensed its urge to commit a crime.

Da Chou ran his hand over Xiao Cong's smooth back and buttocks, whispering in her ear, "Little darling, are you asleep?"

Xiao Cong squinted, humming languidly, "Your naughty thing keeps teasing me, I can't sleep even if I want to. Let's cut it off, otherwise, how will I sleep?"

Da Chou pinched her buttocks and laughed, "Are you willing to do that? Without that thing, you'll cry." Xiao

Cong opened her eyes, gave him a flirtatious look, and said reproachfully, "Who cares about it? I have to go find a knife."

Da Chou said, "Isn't the knife right here? You can find it without getting out of bed."

Xiao Cong asked curiously, "Where is it? I can't see it." Saying this, she broke free from Da Chou and sat up, really going to look for the knife. Da

Chou laughed and said, "Isn't this it? You're so silly." Saying this, he put Xiao Cong's hand on his penis.

Xiao Cong pouted and said, "You're getting worse and worse. You must have slept with a lot of women, right?"

Da Chou saw her pouting lips, looking charming and playful, and said, "I only like you. Tonight." Before Xiao Cong could react, he pounced on her, pinning her down with the force of a tiger pouncing on a sheep, his big mouth pressing against her small mouth.

Xiao Cong could only hum through her nose, her hands seemingly trying to push him away, but she had no strength at all. She knew she couldn't refuse him. It wasn't her first time making love with him; she was already used to it. After losing herself the first time, there was no need to resist the second time. Besides, her body always seemed to want it uncontrollably; that intoxicating feeling was indeed unforgettable. Since she learned the secrets of sex and experienced its benefits, she understood many things she didn't understand before. It turned out that so many things in the world were related to sex; she had been so foolish before.

Soon, Xiao Cong was naked, appearing before Da Chou in the most alluring pose of a young girl.

Da Chou observed: Xiao Cong was of average height and build, with well-proportioned features, smooth and delicate skin, and an alluring fragrance. Her breasts were small and firm, her pubic hair sparse yet beautiful, and her legs straight and shapely. Add to that a pretty, youthful face with a touch of naiveté, and she was easily a perfect 10 out of 10. Moreover, the young beauty's eyes were like water, her face flushed with shyness—a result of burgeoning passion, making her endlessly captivating. Therefore, Xiao Cong's shortcomings, such as her skin not being fair enough or her hands not being delicate enough, were all insignificant.

Da Chou noticed that her breasts and lower body were whiter than the rest of her body, clearly due to the effect of her underwear, protecting her from the sun and rain. Most rural girls were like that. This was related to the environment; city girls like Yu Jiao and Qian Hui were as fair-skinned as lambs.

Xiao Cong felt uncomfortable under his fiery gaze and tried to cover herself with the blanket. Da Chou suddenly snapped out of his daze, pressed himself against her again, and cried out, "I want Xiao Cong, I want to fuck Xiao Cong, I want to fuck Xiao Cong's pussy."

Xiao Cong cursed, "That sounds awful. Why do you always say 'fuck fuck fuck'? If you say 'fuck' again, I won't let you touch me anymore."

Da Chou chuckled, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. I won't say 'fuck' anymore. Let's use a more civilized term, let's call it 'fuck'."

Xiao Cong laughed and cursed, "That sounds awful too."

Da Chou said, "Let's do it first. We'll talk about it after we're done." Saying that, he spread Xiao Cong's thighs and thrust his penis forward.

The large glans hovered back and forth in Xiao Cong's vulva for a while, finally finding its target, and slowly inserted itself. The petals parted, and the glans entered the spring. It was warm and tight inside, making Da Chou want to cheer.

Xiao Cong also breathed heavily with satisfaction, her arms naturally wrapping around her man, offering him a sweet kiss, encouraging him to continue "fighting" and strive for excellent results.

Big Ugly, kissing her lips, grasping her breasts, his large penis erect, slowly and deliberately thrusting into her. He was enjoying himself; this was a three-pronged attack, a triple pleasure. The sensation of lips, the touch, the penetration—like three electric currents—impacted every nerve in his body. This ecstasy was indescribable; perhaps even a poet's masterpiece could capture a fraction of it. But Big Ugly wasn't a poet; he couldn't write poetry, couldn't wield a pen, only a gun.

Now, having kissed enough of the beauty's lips and tongue, he raised his head, grasped her breasts, and increased the power of his penis, conquering Xiao Cong with even greater force, a smiling expression on her face. Xiao Cong's mouth was freed, finally able to speak. She moaned honestly, letting out soft gasps, her eyebrows furrowing and raising, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, filled with spring-like desire and pleasure. Her cheeks flushed, an expression of lust. Her nostrils flared, producing a maddening sound.

Big Ugly released her breasts, spreading his arms to her sides. Her buttocks throbbed, her penis pounding like lightning, making a slapping sound against her lower abdomen. Her vagina gurgled incessantly, her juices flowing freely, staining the sheets. The powerful penis turned the glistening juices into something resembling milk, even turning their pubic hair a bit whiter.

Looking up, Xiao Cong's breasts trembled, her nipples swaying like adorable fruits. Da Chou's eyes bulged, secretly thrilled. His penis thrust wildly, its momentum terrifying. It was remarkable that Xiao Cong, this young girl, could withstand it; she had clearly made great progress.

Under the onslaught of Da Chou, a master of the bed and a prodigious expert, Xiao Cong didn't last long before reaching orgasm. She let out a long cry, her voice beautiful and captivating, almost making Da Chou ejaculate. He forcibly held back; he hadn't had enough yet. Tonight, he wanted to play with this beauty to his heart's content.

Xiao Cong hugged Da Chou, who turned over, and the two lay on their sides. Once her breathing had calmed down, Da Chou asked Xiao Cong, "Little darling, are you comfortable? Do you like me fucking you?" Xiao Cong smiled shyly, nodding because she didn't want to disappoint him. But Da Chou pressed his luck, asking in a strange voice, "Do you like me fucking you?" Xiao Cong slapped him shyly and remained silent.

Da Chou deliberately said disappointedly, "Then you don't like it. It must be because I didn't do it well. Well then, I'll do it again now."

Xiao Cong, still not fully rested, cried out, "No, no! I like it!"

Da Chou persisted, asking, "Like what? I don't understand."

Xiao Cong sighed softly and said, "You always force me to say those shameless things." Hearing this, Da Chou really couldn't bear to make things difficult for her anymore.

Just as he was lost in thought, Xiao Cong leaned close to his ear and whispered clearly, "Brother Niu, I like being fucked by you, you fuck me so well." Then, overcome with shyness, she buried her face in Da Chou's chest.

Her voice was both seductive and alluring, making Da Chou feel dizzy, as if he were hearing celestial music. He could hardly believe his ears. His quiet and gentle little sister could actually say such sexy words. Of course, he was also very moved, knowing that she had mustered a lot of strength to say them, that she had forced herself to say them to make him happy; he truly felt sorry for her. Da Chou was so moved that he hugged her even tighter.

At this moment, his penis was still soaking inside her. Xiao Cong bent one leg, and their four legs intertwined. This was also a sexual position. Da Chou said softly, "My little darling, you're so cute. I'll love you forever. You're even better than Xiao Ya."

Xiao Cong looked up and asked gently, "How am I better than her?"

Da Chou said sincerely, "You're both good girls. But she always makes me uneasy, while you always make me feel peaceful and comfortable."

Xiao Cong was flattered and felt very pleased. Taking this opportunity, she said, "Since I'm better than her, you should marry me and leave her."

Da Chou hesitated for a moment before saying, "Of course. But I feel bad for her; I promised to marry her."

Xiao Cong smiled and said, "I won't make things difficult for you. It's a bit early to talk about this now." Da Chou nodded in agreement.

Xiao Cong's eyes flashed, and she asked, "Brother Niu, keep going. Your thing is still hard."

Da Chou stroked her face with her hand and said, "I'm afraid you can't handle it."

Xiao Cong said, "I'm an adult; what can't I handle? In the countryside, people my age are already married. You go ahead."

Da Chou stopped talking and continued working. Although the side-lying position was very tight, the man had no chance to exert his power. Da Chou only thrust a few dozen times before getting bored. He said, "Xiao Cong, let's try the doggy style."

Xiao Cong's theoretical knowledge had improved, but when it came to actually doing it, she had some reservations about the position. She thought it looked ugly and would damage her image. Da Chou understood her meaning and explained, "This position is great; a woman's charm is all here. In this position, you can see a woman's buttocks, anus, and vagina clearly. It's exciting for men to watch, and it's even more enjoyable to do it. Many women like it. Besides, isn't our relationship the same as that of a married couple? I've already considered you my wife."

Xiao Cong didn't want to spoil her fun, so she reluctantly adopted the position. Xiao Cong was a novice and shy, so her technique wasn't perfect, but luckily she had an expert like Da Chou. Under Da Chou's guidance, Xiao Cong made further progress in learning the position.

Because she had her arms outstretched, her secrets were fully revealed.

Under the bright light, Xiao Cong's round buttocks gleamed white. Her buttocks were plump and perky, exuding a youthful charm. In the mysterious crevice, the anus's texture was dense and beautifully shaped, so tight it couldn't even fit a little finger.

It was moving, occasionally contracting. There was glistening moisture on it, incredibly alluring—it was the fluid that had just flowed from her vulva. Looking at Xiao Cong's vulva, its small opening was drooling, the pubic hair making it incredibly alluring. It was open, seemingly calling for the caress of a man's penis.

Da Chou's eyes gleamed. He reached out and touched, patted, and rubbed Xiao Cong's buttocks, enjoying the beauty of the girl's buttocks. He rubbed her anus, making Xiao Cong cry out, "Brother Niu, don't touch there!"

Da Chou finally inserted his finger into her vulva, probing and teasing. Stimulated by this, even more fluid flowed. Da Chou fell in love with Xiao Cong's lower body, bringing his mouth close, like eating noodles, pouring all his passion and enthusiasm onto this lovely girl. Xiao Cong trembled all over, her cries shaking: "Brother Niu, stop torturing me. Come in quickly. I need you."

Da Chou wasted no more time, gripping his weapon, kneeling behind Xiao Cong, and accurately thrusting into her fleshy hole. Because of the abundant lubrication, it went smoothly, truly a one-shot success. Xiao Cong cried out in pain as the large thing pressed against her tender clitoris, giving her both physical pleasure and a sense of conquest.

Da Chou thrust forcefully, his hands reaching forward to knead Xiao Cong's breasts. He occasionally licked Xiao Cong's back with his tongue, causing her to moan with ticklishness.

Da Chou then fixed his gaze on their juncture, seeing the thick, dark thing moving in and out of her pink labia, each thrust bringing forth some lubrication. Da Chou deliberately used a trick. Usually, he would pull his penis out to the glans before inserting it again, but this time he pulled it out repeatedly, wanting to see how the vaginal opening looked when it was being fucked. When he pulled it out, the vaginal opening was indeed a round hole, surrounded by pubic hair and moistened by vaginal fluids, looking both alluring and amusing. The two labia were wide open, and his penis thrust in again.

Xiao Cong hummed, "Brother Niu, you really know how to play with women. Hurry up and fuck me, Xiao Cong is yours, every part of my body is yours."

Encouraged, Da Chou focused on thrusting. He once again acted like a hero, unleashing the full power of his penis, like a storm, like crashing waves, bombarding Xiao Cong with overwhelming force. Xiao Cong couldn't withstand this bombardment; she cried out loudly, her arms giving way, her upper body collapsing onto the bed. Soon, even her legs couldn't hold her up. Da Chou pushed forward, and Xiao Cong lay on the bed. Da Chou didn't pull away, but instead spread Xiao Cong's legs wider, braced himself on the bed with his hands, and continued his assault.

Xiao Cong cried out, "You're too strong, Brother Niu, I can't take it anymore. Please spare me, I'll die if you keep going like this."

Da Chou laughed, "I'll spare you this time. Next time you'd better behave. Come on, let me kiss your tongue again."

Saying this, he made Xiao Cong turn his head and stick out his tongue. Da Chou leaned in and took advantage of her for a while, swallowing a lot of Xiao Cong's saliva.

Then, Da Chou mustered his last bit of strength and thrust dozens more times, shooting all his essence into Xiao Cong's flower core. At that moment, Xiao Cong cheered, "Brother Niu, it's so hot, so beautiful. I love you so much."

Only then did the bed become completely quiet. Da Chou was really exhausted today. He wanted to get a good night's sleep and have a good dream.

Da Chou was half asleep when his phone suddenly rang. Da Chou gently pulled away from Xiao Cong's embrace. The pretty girl seemed tired; the phone ringing hadn't woken her. Not wanting to disturb her, Da Chou turned on the light and quickly answered the phone. It was Shui Hua calling. Da Chou didn't dare speak loudly, afraid of waking Xiao Cong.

After a few pleasantries, they got down to business. Shui Hua said, "Do you know what happened to Chun Han today?"

Da Chou asked, "What happened? What happened?" Da Chou's heart was pounding.

Shuihua replied, "She quit. She's not working at the clothing market anymore."

Da Chou was surprised and said, "She was doing so well there, why would she suddenly quit?"

Shuihua said, "She came back at noon and told me she was quitting. When asked why, she said a customer harassed her, and in a fit of anger, she kicked the man. Your manager said a few words to her, and then she quit."

Da Chou finally understood what had happened. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Someone harassed her, that person deserved to be kicked, he should have been kicked from upstairs to downstairs."

Shuihua said, "You guessed right, that man really was kicked downstairs, but not through the window, he rolled down the stairs and wasn't seriously injured."

Da Chou said angrily, "Why didn't you kick him to death? If I were there, I would have kicked him again."

Shui Hua laughed, "You think things aren't chaotic enough? She's in a bad mood now, you have to help her. This is your chance."

Da Chou glanced at the sleeping Xiao Cong and whispered, "Isn't she still staying with you? I'll help her when she comes back to my place."

Shui Hua said, "She's not here with me, she went back to her hometown."

Da Chou's heart sank, and he asked, "What did she go home to do? Is she really angry this time? Will she come back?"

Shui Hua said, "Yes." It wasn't all anger, her brother was getting married in a few days and she was going to attend the wedding. Don't worry, she will be back in a few days. She still has to find a job.

Da Chou breathed a sigh of relief and said, "When she comes back, I will try my best to help."

Shuihua smiled and said, "I heard that you and a little girl went rafting over Yilan." He must be very romantic and happy, he is so enviable.

Da Chou explained: "Don't think wrongly, she is still a girl."

Shui Hua smiled and said, "She's a young woman, right?" "

Dachou also laughed and said nothing.

Shuihua said: "I didn't expect that you are really capable. You are such a capable person. When you come back, come and see me. Let me see if you have changed.

The big ugly said: "You won't eat me, right?"

Shui Hua smiled charmingly and said, "Look at your virtue." Are you a hottie? I don't care about you. "

The two chatted for a while before putting down the phone. Da Chou didn't dare to talk nonsense next to Xiao Cong.

Da Chou climbed onto the bed again, and as soon as he got into the bed, Xiao Cong's two arms hugged him. At the same time, her bright, beautiful eyes gazed at him affectionately. Da Chou kissed her cheek and asked, "When did you wake up? I didn't know."

Xiao Cong said, "I woke up when I heard your voice. Are you Tie Jie's cousin-in-law?"

Da Chou nodded and then told her about Chun Han. Xiao Cong frowned and said, "Tie Jie must be in a bad mood. We can't just leave her like this."

Da Chou said, "That's for sure, but now we have to sleep, let's sleep together."

Xiao Cong blushed and repeated, "Let's sleep together."

Da Chou praised, "My little darling, you're getting better and better."

Then, he turned off the light, and the two of them fell asleep together.

(Forty-five) Parting Ways

Author: aqqwso

On their way back to the provincial capital, the two passed through Da Chou's hometown. Da Chou wanted to go back and visit Xiao Ya's house, but he thought that if he went with Xiao Cong, Xiao Ya might be suspicious. Outsiders would also be suspicious, so he gave up the idea. He really wanted to go back and see the place where he was born. He had spent the first half of his life there. There lay his joy and happiness, but even more so, his bitterness, hardships, and tears. In his younger days, everything went wrong; he was constantly looked down upon because of his poor economic and personal circumstances, even finding a wife was a struggle. He had sighed countless times and secretly shed countless tears. Finally, fate smiled upon him, allowing him to win the lottery and turn his life around, becoming a phoenix among men. He longed to swagger into the small town as a newly rich man, to let the villagers open their eyes wide and truly see how successful and accomplished he, Niu Da Chou, was now. However, upon reflection, he realized it wasn't the right time. Besides some financial improvement, he hadn't yet built his own business, nor had he demonstrated his heroic spirit in his career. Being smug in bed alone wouldn't suffice.

On the bus, Xiao Cong sat beside him, her head resting against him, a look of happiness and joy on her face. Da Chou looked at her, and she smiled back, her lips curving upwards, a playful and gentle expression. Her lips were rosy and her curves were alluring. Da Chou really wanted to rush forward and kiss her passionately.

Back in the provincial capital, the two resumed their normal lives. Da Chou went to work during the day, came home in the afternoon to enjoy Xiao Cong's cooking, and watched TV together for a while in the evening. When it was almost time, they would go to bed and discuss the art of sex. Every time, he would make the girl feel utterly exhausted and ecstatic.

She absolutely loved Da Chou's big thing. Da Chou had asked her to lick his penis many times, but the girl was shy and always refused. Da Chou didn't force her. When Da Chou returned to his workplace, everyone, apart from exchanging polite words, was gossiping about Chun Han. The women looked regretful and indignant, while the men were listless, like wilted eggplants. Xiao Zhou, Chun Han's infatuated lover, was completely distraught. When he saw Da Chou, he grabbed his hand and urgently asked where Chun Han was, whether she was still at his house. Seeing his infatuation, Da Chou was moved with pity and told him the truth. "She's gone home," Xiao Zhou said, finally letting out a sigh of relief. It turned out Chunhan hadn't told anyone when she left. Da Chou then inquired about the details of the incident. Xiao Zhou recounted it in detail, adding at the end, "That guy was really awful. When he rolled downstairs, I was furious and rushed up to kick him a few more times. Daring to touch our fairy, he doesn't want to live!" At this point, Xiao Zhou's eyes widened, as if he were reliving that day. "Will I ever see her again?" Xiao Zhou looked at Da Chou, as if asking a question, yet also talking to himself.

Da Chou sighed, remaining silent. He truly didn't know what to say. Saying anything would be useless; it had already happened, and Chunhan had resigned. He was genuinely worried that she would stay in her hometown and never come back. If that happened, he, Niu Da Chou, would regret it for the rest of his life.

Da Chou took a moment to call Chunhan. "Chunhan, are you alright? I heard you went home?" “Brother Niu, I’m home. My younger brother is getting married, and as his older sister, I have to help out. I left in a hurry and didn’t even tell you, you won’t be mad at me, will you?” Chunhan’s voice was calm, not at all like something had happened.

Da Chou paused, then said gently, “I heard you resigned, and I heard why. That guy is hateful, he should be arrested. Are you feeling better now?”

Chunhan smiled and said, “I kicked him, he deserved it. Who told him to touch my thigh? I was being lenient by not kicking him to death. You asked how I feel? It’s the same as usual. Nothing’s changed, don’t worry. I haven’t taken it to heart.”

Da Chou laughed, “That’s good. I was worried that this would ruin your mood. When you come back, I’ll treat you to a meal to calm your nerves.” Chunhan

smiled and said, “Brother Niu, if you’re going to spend money, I’ll definitely be there. I won’t skimp on your expenses.” Da Chou laughed heartily.

Then, Chunhan asked him about his rafting trip. Da Chou recounted it with great enthusiasm. Of course, not a word could leak out about his party with Xiao Cong. Even he, in his naiveté, knew it was a serious matter.

Chunhan made a few envious remarks, then suddenly asked, "Brother Niu, how many wives do you have?"

Da Chou was taken aback, then steadied himself before answering, "I'm not married yet." Chunhan said, "Of course I know you're not married. I'm asking how many girlfriends you have?"

Da Chou chuckled and said, "Is that even a question? Of course, I only have one girlfriend." Chunhan chuckled

, "I thought Xiao Cong was one of yours too... Aren't you afraid Lin Xiaoya will get jealous?

" Da Chou said in a rough voice, "She can't know about this. If she does, there'll be a huge uproar."

Chunhan said, "Then you'd better find a way to shut me up. Otherwise, you'll have trouble at home."

Da Chou knew she was joking, so he replied, "I'm always willing to help. I'll agree to any condition. How about I take you rafting sometime? It's on me."

Chunhan cried out, "No, no! I'm terrified of water. I can't even stand on the deck of a boat. I get seasick easily."

Da Chou chuckled inwardly, thinking, "So you have something you're afraid of too. I'll definitely make you fall into the water sometime, and I'll be the hero who saves you. You saved me last time, and I haven't repaid you yet.

" Finally, Da Chou asked, "When are you coming back? You're not not coming back, are you?" This question immediately revealed his feelings. Chunhan wasn't stupid; she could tell from his concern and thoughtfulness. She was happy to have a friend who cared. Chunhan

said, "I'll go back after my brother's wedding. I can never stay at home. I'm rarely home throughout the year. What, are you afraid I won't come back? Then if I don't come back in a few days, come and get me." At this point, Chunhan laughed.

Da Chou suddenly became bolder and said, "If you don't come back in a few days, I'll go to your house and drag you away. You haven't paid your rent yet."

Chunhan said, "What landlord is so mean to their tenants? If you're this mean, I might renege on my lease." She laughed, her laughter clear, melodious, and even a little seductive. Da Chou was completely mesmerized. He imagined how captivating Chunhan's face was on the other end of the phone.

Da Chou didn't want to hang up, but he couldn't keep talking forever. He steeled himself and said, "Give my regards to your uncle. I'm looking forward to your return every day. Goodbye."

Hanging up, Da Chou's heart pounded. He was a little excited. Chunhan was usually serious and reserved; it was already quite kind of her to chat with him like this. She truly considered him a friend. He, Niu Da Chou, should be content. At least for now. There was no need to rush into wild thoughts and fantasies. But such a beautiful girl, a fairy incarnate, like Princess Xiangxiang (Wang Yuyan), was a rare sight in the world. What man wouldn't fall for her? Leaving aside others, just consider this clothing market; countless men are heartbroken by her departure. Perhaps even more so than if a loved one had died.

That morning, Da Chou went to work. At the entrance of the clothing market, he encountered a beautiful woman. She had been standing there for a while, and upon seeing him, she excitedly greeted him. Da Chou didn't need his eyes; he only needed his nose to recognize her. The women he'd been with all had different scents. Her fragrance was subtle, yet alluring. This was the class beauty he'd had sex with—Class Beauty

Smiling, still as dignified and serene as ever. Da Chou chuckled and whispered, "Missed me? Interested in doing it?" Class Beauty looked around and cursed, "Do you want to die? This is the main street." Da Chou said, "Then let's find somewhere to talk properly."

Class Beauty said softly, "I only have a few words to say, and then I have to leave." Da Chou nodded, listening intently.

The class beauty said, "The school beauty called me yesterday. She said you spent too much at the last gathering. She said it's her turn."

Da Chou laughed, "She's quite self-aware. That's a good thing, I fully support her. A beautiful woman is treating, even the biggest things have to be put aside. I wonder when the date is?"

The class beauty said, "She said Saturday night. If you're not free, we can change the time."

Da Chou drawled, "Of course I'm free! I'm always free. This time we'll really rip her off."

The class beauty also laughed, "Yeah, we can't let her get away with it, we'll make her bleed."

The class beauty's smile was like a blooming lily, elegant and captivating. Da Chou stared, stunned, thinking of her alluring manner in bed, his mouth went dry, and his lower body naturally hardened.

Seeing the sexual intent in Da Chou's eyes, the class beauty reminded him, "Don't think about things you shouldn't. I won't fall for it again. I can't betray my husband again." She glared at him. That glare was both stern and full of charm, a mixture of love and hate, a complex mix of emotions.

Big Ugly chuckled, finding it quite pleasing. He thought to himself, "Your glare is pointless. I've not only fucked your cunt, but I've also fucked your mouth. Even if we break up in the future, you'll still be a prostitute. You're no longer the virgin you once were. Your husband is definitely wearing the green hat. He'll never be able to take it off. Given the chance, with a beauty like you by my side, I'll strip you naked and use my thing to make you a slut under my crotch. 'If you have a cunt and don't use it, you're physiologically ill.' Isn't that what men say in private?"

Seeing him remain silent, the class beauty could roughly guess his wicked thoughts. Her face flushed, recalling the blissful scenes of him repeatedly bringing her to orgasm. She had always been proper, only having done it twice. Now, facing her husband, she felt deeply guilty. Although Big Ugly's penis was incredibly powerful, making her feel indescribably beautiful, pushing a woman's sexual pleasure to its extreme, she was still somewhat conservative and couldn't fully embrace the pleasure. Actually, she also longed for that wonderful feeling to return.

The class beauty said, "I've said everything I needed to say, I have to go now." Da Chou said, "You could have just called. Why bother coming all this way? It's too much trouble for you." The class beauty casually said, "I came here to take care of some things, and just wanted to let you know." Actually, she came specifically for this. She could have called, because she hadn't seen her for many days and wanted to see her. To see the man who brought her endless sexual pleasure.

The class beauty gave Da Chou a thoughtful look and said, "Don't be late. See you on Saturday." She waved and walked towards the bus stop. Da Chou watched her mature and alluring back, his heart pounding. Her vagina had given him immense pleasure. He would never forget that feeling. He wondered when he could strip her naked again, press himself against her jade-like body, and fuck her wantonly all night, displaying his heroic nature once more.

As usual, Da Chou didn't go home at noon. Since Xiao Cong came to their house, he always made sure to go home to see her when she was home. Today was no exception. He returned home but Xiao Cong was nowhere to be seen. Listening closely, he heard sobbing coming from Xiao Cong's room. Da Chou frowned, thinking, "Why is this little beauty crying again? What's troubling her this time?"

He quickly pushed open Xiao Cong's door and asked what was wrong. Xiao Cong was crying on the bed. Hearing his voice, she jumped up and rushed into his arms, crying even louder.

Da Chou patted her back and comforted her, "You're my wife now, why are you still acting like a child, crying at the drop of a hat? What's troubling you? Tell your husband. I'll definitely help you solve it."

Xiao Cong cried for a while, her sobs gradually subsiding. Da Chou pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed and listened to her. Xiao Cong leaned against Da Chou, looking up at him with her pretty face, her red, tear-filled eyes gazing at him. After a pause, she choked out her story.

It turned out that Zhao Baogui had come to see her that morning and told her something unfortunate. She said that last night, her uncle was riding his bike home after tutoring students when he accidentally fell. This wouldn't normally be a big deal. But unfortunately, there was a rock on the ground, and he hit his head on it. He passed out immediately and was taken to the hospital by a passerby. He hasn't woken up yet. Her aunt, knowing her uncle dotes on this niece, called the school. Zhao Baogui answered. He had answered in the morning and didn't know Xiao Cong already had a phone number, so he came to inform her. He said he was also going home this afternoon and hoped Xiao Cong would come with him, just to keep him company.

After understanding what had happened, Da Chou stroked her hair and said, "Your uncle is a good man. Good people live peaceful lives; he'll be alright. He'll get better soon. Don't worry. If you keep crying, your husband will cry too."

Only then did Xiao Cong smile. This tearful smile, like a small flower after the rain, was both beautiful and pitiful, instantly evoking feelings of tenderness. The thought of this beautiful girl going home and leaving him filled Da Chou with a pang of sadness, and he hugged her tightly. He said, "I'll go back with you." Xiao Cong replied, "No need. Zhao Baogui will take care of me. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Da Chou opened his eyes wide and asked, "Is this Zhao guy reliable?" Xiao Cong retorted, "What are you talking about? He's the most honest and kind person."

Da Chou snorted, "He's kind-hearted, but every time he sees me, he argues with me." Xiao Cong glared at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "Who told you to have ill intentions towards me?" Da Chou said, "If I had good intentions towards you, would you still be in my arms now? You'd probably be snatched away by some other man." Xiao Cong thought about it and realized that made sense.

Xiao Cong gently pulled away from him and said, "I have to hurry up and cook. You have to go to work, and I have to catch my train." Da Chou stood up and asked, "What time is your train? I'll take you." Xiao Cong replied, "It's 1:30. You don't need to take me; it'll make me late for work." Da Chou forced a smile and said, "I definitely have to take you. Compared to work, you're more important." Xiao Cong didn't insist anymore.

Xiao Cong cooked, and Da Chou helped her. For some reason, Da Chou had a bad feeling. It seemed that this parting was different from usual. It was as if this time, she would never come back. He believed that Chun Han would come back, but Xiao Cong seemed not to be coming back. He was just thinking this on instinct, without any real evidence. She had graduated and was about to start working. She had every reason not to come back. The thought made his heart tremble. He stopped working and stared intently at Xiao Cong's face with serious eyes.

Xiao Cong noticed him, turned to look at him, and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Niu?" Da Chou asked very seriously, "Xiao Cong, will you come back?" Xiao Cong looked at him strangely and said, "Why are you asking that? Is something wrong?"

Da Chou repeated himself, his tone even more solemn: "Xiao Cong, will you come back?"

Xiao Cong paused, then answered after a few seconds, "Of course I'll come back. This is my home. You're my husband. You took my virginity, and you think you can get rid of me? No way. I'm going to have you for life." As she said the last sentence, Xiao Cong's face suddenly turned red; she realized her words had a certain connotation.

Da Chou was relieved and immediately smiled at her, continuing his work. Xiao Cong looked at him, smiling sweetly, like a loving wife gazing at her beloved husband. Their eyes met, and they both found love in each other's eyes. In that moment, their hearts were intertwined, feeling incredibly sweet.

Da Chou felt that they were no longer just lovers, but a true couple. Even though they weren't legally married, in spirit, they were already married. No one was happier than him. He had won the true love of a young girl, and he had undeniably fallen in love with her as well. He clearly realized that he loved her more and more deeply than he loved Xiao Ya. Was this the reason why the later one surpassed the earlier one?

After dinner, they rested for a while. Da Chou leaned on Xiao Cong, and she obediently sat in his lap. Xiao Cong wore a short skirt, revealing her strong, healthy legs. Da Chou's hands itched, and he greedily began to caress them. At first, his hands were relatively well-behaved, but then he simply slipped his hand under her skirt, massaging her vulva through her underwear. Soon after, he reached in from the side, teasing Xiao Cong's hairy, beautiful vulva.

Xiao Cong wasn't a stranger to being touched, and she was still incredibly excited. She kept calling out, "Brother Niu, Brother Niu, don't tease me. If you do this, I'll start thinking about that kind of thing."

Da Chou used one hand to probe her opening and the other to fondle Xiao Cong's breasts, pinching her sensitive nipples. Xiao Cong couldn't sit still any longer and twisted her waist. She turned her head and offered her mouth. Da Chou kissed her without ceremony, savoring the delicious taste of her lips and tongue.

Soon, Da Chou's hand was wet. Da Chou released her mouth and asked, "Little darling, you're wet. Want me to fuck you?" Xiao Cong gasped, her eyes glazed, and cried out, "Brother Niu, I want it, I want you, I want you." Da Chou asked, "What do you want? I don't understand."

Xiao Cong bit Da Chou's ear angrily and said in a voice barely above a whisper, "I want to fuck you. I want you to fuck my pussy." Then, her flushed face pressed against Da Chou's. She couldn't say anything more. Hearing this, Da Chou felt extremely pleased.

He carried Xiao Cong into the bedroom. He took off his clothes, sat on the edge of the bed, and embraced Xiao Cong face to face. Xiao Cong spread her legs, and his fierce-looking member slid into her tender, moist little hole with a whoosh. A wonderfully pleasurable sensation filled their bodies.

Da Chou held Xiao Cong's smooth, round buttocks and asked with a smile, "Little darling, are you enjoying it?" Xiao Cong hummed in response and then brought her fragrant little mouth closer. Da Chou was delighted.

The two stopped talking; words were superfluous. Only the sounds of slurping and splashing filled the room, and the penis moved in and out of her vagina, Xiao Cong's buttocks rising and falling, her breasts bobbing up and down—a truly wondrous sight. Xiao Cong's face was as red as an apple, her eyes filled with allure, and her soft moans added even more stimulation to their lovemaking.

Xiao Cong wrapped her arms around Da Chou's neck, and after touching her buttocks for a while, Da Chou began to play with her breasts. The penis pounded in with a resounding clang, as if trying to pierce Xiao Cong. Soon, Da Chou accelerated, increasing the force, and in one go, pushed Xiao Cong to orgasm.

Xiao Cong pulled away from Da Chou's mouth, crying out sweetly and excitedly. She had never been so uninhibited before. Da Chou paused for a moment, letting Xiao Cong rest. Afterwards, Xiao Cong gently asked, "Brother Niu, are you still not done? I need to think of something to excite you."

Da Chou kissed her cheek and said, "Let me fuck you a little more." Xiao Cong said coquettishly, "If you keep fucking me like that, I'll kill you. I'll think of something." Saying this, she got off Da Chou, squatted down, grasped his wet penis, and took it into her mouth. Da Chou felt his glans enter a warm and comfortable cavity, and he took a deep breath in pleasure.

Da Chou pressed her head down and commanded, "Use your mouth to cover it, then lick it with your tongue." This time, Xiao Cong was surprisingly obedient, not caring about the dirt on her, covering and licking it. After all, she was a novice and lacked experience. She wasn't as well-served as Qianhui and the others. But Da Chou was already very content. It was already quite an achievement for such a self-respecting young girl to do this; what more could he ask for?

Under Da Chou's guidance, Xiao Cong improved quickly and gradually got the hang of it. Her nimble tongue swept across Da Chou's glans, touched the urethral opening, and rubbed against the ridge, sending Da Chou into a frenzy. He felt he had never felt so good before.

Excited, he thrust his penis into Xiao Cong's mouth and began to fuck her rapidly, like a woman. Xiao Cong moaned and cried out, yet she wasn't satisfied. After a few thrusts, Da Chou couldn't help but ejaculate, all of it into Xiao Cong's mouth. At Da Chou's pleading, Xiao Cong had no choice but to catch it and reluctantly swallow it. Actually, she didn't want to, but what could she do? She loved him very much. For the one she loved, she was willing to suffer in silence.

After tidying up, Da Chou saw Xiao Cong downstairs, bought her a lot of fruit to take with her, and insisted on giving her a thousand yuan. He took her to the station to meet Zhao Baogui. At the moment of parting, Da Chou said firmly, "If you don't come back, I will come looking for you." Xiao Cong nodded, her eyes filled with longing.

Zhao Baogui urged her several times before she finally got on the train. Da Chou noticed that there were tears in Xiao Cong's eyes again.

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