It was two in the afternoon when Long Gen slipped out of Chen Xianglian's house. The sun blazed high, the heat was stifling, and the village was quiet, hardly a soul around. Shirtless, with his big belly jutting out, Long Gen headed for the store. He didn't take the shortcut, strolling along the main road instead. His stomach wasn't hungry—his crotch had eaten plenty. Last night, he'd planted two loads in Shen Lihong, and she probably hadn't recovered yet.
Shanghe Village wasn't small. Despite the sparse population, houses were scattered—east here, west there—sprawling across the land.
Long Gen chewed on a piece of dogtail grass, spitting as he walked along the machine-tilled road built a couple of years back. That bastard Chen Tianming, always playing favorites, had paved it right to his own doorstep and his clan's, cozying up to his own people.
"Let's pay Chen Tianyun a visit. That son of a bitch demanded over nine grand in medical fees from Auntie. If he doesn't cough it up, I'll fuck his wife and his daughter too. Yeah, fuck 'em both!" Long Gen gnawed the grass root, spat it out, and strode toward Chen Tianyun's place, his massive cock swinging in his pants. Good thing they were loose, or he'd have ripped through them.
Chen Tianyun, Chen Tianming's distant cousin, was tight with him. Village gossip said the two bastards once shared some woman, and—worse—they swapped wives. If Chen Tianming wasn't such a tyrant with the Chen clan's muscle behind him, those rumors would've spread farther.
Long Gen stopped at a two-story house with red tiles and white walls, looking grand. The yard was walled, the gate locked—no one seemed home.
"Ah… you bastard, easy… your thing's too big, it hurts down there…" A woman's voice moaned from inside.
Just as he turned to leave, the sounds froze him. That voice—why'd it sound so familiar?
Glancing around, Long Gen scaled the wall. He knew they didn't keep a dog. Crouching by the window, he listened to the noises coming from inside.
"Hey, you little slut, all wet down there and still whining about pain?" A man's voice rang out, familiar but hard to place. "Come on, I ate two pig dicks—let's go deeper. That hairy bastard ain't home anyway!"
The woman let out a moan, and soon heavy panting filled the room.
"Ah, ah, faster, faster… mmph, harder, harder, ah… feels so good!" The woman's ecstatic cries mixed with a flurry of slapping sounds.
"Damn it, someone's stealing Chen Tianyun's woman! Son of a bitch beat me to it!"
Long Gen cursed under his breath, hearing the joyful moans. He stood slowly, peering through a gap in the curtains. A sturdy man pinned down pale thighs, thrusting and grinding, slamming into a white body.
That had to be Wang Limei on her back!
But who was the guy? That voice nagged at him. Long Gen scratched his head, unable to place it, and kept watching.
Wang Limei clutched her jiggling boobs, rubbing and kneading, moaning endlessly. The man was losing it, panting like a dog.
Then he sped up!
Slap, slap, slap!
His thighs slammed against Wang Limei's fat ass, squeezing and pressing, her massive boobs bouncing wildly, nipples swaying. She wailed with each thrust.
"Fast, ah, fast, Wenwu, faster, faster… ah… I'm there, so good, oh God, I'm done for, mmph…"
The room quieted. Long Gen pressed down his throbbing cock and climbed back over the wall. Two steps out, he turned back.
'No way. Chen Tianyun took money from Auntie. Even if he's not home, I'm getting it back for her! I'll fuck this slut first—call it interest! If Wei Wenwu can fuck her, why can't I?' After mulling it over, Long Gen pounded the iron gate—bang, bang, bang!
His goofy voice rang out.
"Anyone, anyone home? Uncle Tianyun here…? Bang, bang, bang! Anyone there?"
"Hey, someone's here… here? Open… open the gate…" Tired of knocking, Long Gen kicked the gate, making it clang.
After a while, Wang Limei appeared, buttoning her shirt, smoothing her messy hair, looking pissed.
"What's with the racket? Someone die or what?" Seeing Long Fool, her face soured. She was still basking in the afterglow—trust a fool to ruin it.
"Long Fool, what do you want? Spit it out!" Wang Limei barked, glancing back to signal inside.
Long Gen caught it—she was tipping off Wei Wenwu. Figuring he was just a fool who knew nothing, she'd brush him off.
Wei Wenwu, dressed and glowing, strolled out, looking satisfied. He mumbled a few words to Long Gen, made an excuse, and left.
"Long Fool, what's your deal? Talk, so I can nap," Wang Limei snapped, tossing her hair. Her chest jiggled—Long Gen noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. Through her collar, he glimpsed creamy, cottony boobs.
Wang Limei, in her early thirties, might seem old to village folks, but she looked younger than Wu Guihua. Well-off and dolled up, her powdered skin was smooth as cherries, practically dripping with a touch. Her round face wasn't stunning, but she ranked high in the village—how else would she catch Wei Wenwu's eye?
Past thirty, her figure held up. Compared to Wu Guihua or Li Xiaofang's big boobs and perky asses, she was plumper, like Tian Cuifen—chubby, pale, her fat ass swaying with every step. Long Gen's cock shamelessly hardened.
"Auntie Limei, I… my aunt sent me to apologize to Uncle Tianyun. S-sorry. Also, brought you something…" Long Gen played dumb, stammering, drooling at the sight of the gorgeous woman.
Wang Limei paused. Shen Lijuan sending stuff? An apology? Must be about Chen Tianming's mess—definitely!
She'd heard her man squeezed nearly ten grand from Shen Lijuan. Now sending gifts? Long Gen wasn't carrying anything—had to be cash!
"Oh!" Wang Limei's face softened, pulling Long Gen inside. "Come in, it's scorching out…" She ushered him in.
Inside, Long Gen caught the musky scent of sex. The bed was spotted, like someone pissed it, but he didn't mind. Soon, he'd fuck this slut and make it wetter!
"Little Long, what'd your auntie send? Show me."
Wang Limei wasn't a saint—she loved money. Her family wasn't poor, but who doesn't want more? Sitting down, she cut to the chase, smiling with shallow dimples. Damn, she looked good when she smiled.
"Oh, hold on, I'll get it…" Long Gen dug into his pants, rummaging but pulling out nothing.
Wang Limei blinked. What's he digging in his crotch for? Everyone knew Long Fool was impotent—what's he fishing for?
"Ah, too big, Auntie Limei, can't get it out, what do I do?" Long Gen whined, playing up the act.
Long Gen waved his massive cock, stirring his pants, making it look like a treasure trove was hidden inside.
"Did your auntie hide it in your pants so you wouldn't lose it?" Wang Limei probed, then added, "No worries, Auntie's seen it all. Take off your pants—everything'll come out."
"Here, Auntie'll help…" She leaned in eagerly.
Wang Limei, greedy for cash, half-squatted, bending over. Her pale, hefty boobs flashed in Long Gen's eyes, his crotch throbbing. Chen Ke's boobs were big, but Wang Limei's boobs were massive!
With one move, they jiggled, her bra-less cleavage deeper than Chen Ke's—big enough to swallow his cock! Creamy and perfect, except for two red bite marks on the left mound, probably from that bastard Wei Wenwu!
Damn, a fine cabbage ruined by a pig! But Long Gen didn't care. He'd fucked both of Old Wei's wives—no loss here.
Slap!
Wang Limei's face stung as a black, heavy cock smacked her. She stumbled, falling on her ass!
"My God, what's that!"
Covering her mouth, she gasped. What the hell was that? A massive, black cock—his cock—smacked her face, burning with its force. How powerful was that thing?
'You filthy slut, not screaming now? Can't go easy on a bitch like this—gotta whip out the big gun and show her who's boss!' Long Gen thought.
Wang Limei's mind reeled. She knew her reputation—loose, with several men on the side. Why? To spite Chen Tianyun and feed her raging needs. A woman in her thirties is a tiger—small cocks, short sessions? No way she didn't crave more.
But a cock this big? She thought Wei Wenwu's was impressive, but compared to Long Gen's, it was a toothpick—this was a battering ram!
She had to try it!
"Little Long, no other women used this cock, right?" Wang Limei, recovering from shock, knew she had to seize this treasure. "Want candy? Auntie'll give you some if you play with me… sound good? Candy's waiting…" She cooed, eyes gleaming.
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