Country Weapon-Chapter 21

A few rooster crows announced the arrival of a new day. The red sun rose from the horizon, signaling another scorching hot day.

Smack

Long Gen picked up a small pebble and threw it toward the sycamore tree at the entrance of the small store, cursing, "Shut your damn squawking! I was up all night working my ass off, so quit your nagging! I know the sun's already burning my butt..."

After grumbling for a while, Long Gen patted his backside and turned to head into the kitchen. A savory aroma of meat buns wafted from the kitchen, with steam rising from the steamer. Long Gen's mouth watered uncontrollably.

"Little Long, you're up!" Shen Lihong stood up from the stove, her chest jiggling, two small points poking through her shirt, clearly not wearing a bra. "Come on, wash your hands and eat some buns."

Shen Lihong opened the steamer and pressed a bun with her hand. It didn't stick, meaning they were done.

After washing his hands, Long Gen sneaked up behind Shen Lihong, wrapping his arms around her, his hands sliding from her abdomen upward, grabbing her two boobs. As expected, no bra—this woman was bold as hell, acting more intimate than family after a single romp.

"Mmm... hmph," Shen Lihong wiggled her hips but didn't pull away. She arched her backside, perfectly pressing against Long Gen's crotch, feeling his cock gradually swell, growing larger and harder, sliding along her crack, sending a wave of tingling weakness through her body.

"Little Long, it's broad daylight, don't... don't do this. Wait till night, and we'll fuck again," Shen Lihong said, squirming, her body itching with arousal.

Having tasted his massive cock, even if it left her sore down there, she craved that beast again. Once a woman's broken in, her urge to get laid burns hotter than a man's.

Groping her two big boobs, tweaking the tips, Long Gen smirked wickedly, "Auntie Lihong, those buns aren't tasty. I wanna eat these big buns of yours."

"Big, soft, and damn fine-looking. Let Little Long have a taste, huh?" He teased, giving them a hard squeeze.

Shen Lihong's full, perky boobs were elastic, like soft cotton balls or balloons filled with warm water. Holding them felt like conquering the world, brimming with dominance.

"Mmm, hmph... ohh," Shen Lihong moaned, twisting her waist, trying to escape Long Gen's clutches. But as she jutted her hips, his rod slid right in place. It was hot as a branding iron, burning her body into limp submission. Her lower entrance tingled, like ants crawling over it.

A hand slid across her abdomen, slipping under her panties. In a flash, his cock slithered into the bush, blocking her slick spot.

Long Gen rubbed the two still-swollen lips, his finger sliding along the central seam, coaxing out sticky fluid that soon soaked her panties.

"Little Long, stop... stop... you're killing me... I can't take it..." Shen Lihong panted, her body trembling, too weak to stand, collapsing into Long Gen's arms—right into the wolf's grasp.

Fingering her below while squeezing her boobs, Long Gen grinned, "Auntie, you want me to mess you up or not? Don't worry, I ain't letting go!"

Splish splash

His finger plunged into her wet hole, splashing audibly.

"Aaahhh!" Shen Lihong moaned incessantly.

Long Gen chuckled like a bandit, feeling his crotch rock-hard. He scooped Shen Lihong up, slammed her onto the counter, and with a rip, yanked down her pants. Two plump, pale cheeks faced him, the swollen, red lips in the center glistening with sticky juice.

Slap slap slap

He whipped out his giant cock, smacked her cheeks twice, spat on it, aimed at her hole, and with a shlick, thrust it in!

"Ahh!" Shen Lihong yelped in pain, neck arched, sprawled on the counter, savoring the massive rod's fullness, firmness, and power.

"Mmm, hmph, ah... Little Long, slow... slow down, Auntie can't handle it..."

"Oh, damn, Little Long, easy! Are you trying to screw your Auntie to death?"

"Ah, so good..."

Bang bang bang

Slap slap slap

The sounds echoed for nearly half an hour. Long Gen hit his sprint, the counter creaking until it finally went quiet.

Emptying every drop of his essence into her tender hole, Long Gen smirked, patted her little butt, and said slyly, "Wanna borrow some seed? Gotta fuck every day, right on the bed!"

He grabbed two big buns from the steamer and left the kitchen, tossing over his shoulder, "Rest up, we're fucking again tonight." Shen Lihong, exasperated, nearly face planted into the steamer.

Her swelling had just gone down, but after this, she'd probably have to waddle with her legs apart, stinging like hell, burning like fire. It felt like her insides were torn apart by that rod, with two drops of blood trickling to the floor.

"Gimme two bottles of lube," Long Gen said as he entered the store, spotting Yang Ying buying ointment and lube.

What's this chick need lube for? Ain't she slick enough down there? Wait, the other day I shoved a rock in there—kinda sharp, jagged edges. Probably tore her up!

'Heh, bitch, talking shit behind my back? Watch me wreck you.' Long Gen munched on a bun, eyeing Yang Ying.

One glance, and his crotch stirred again.

To be honest, aside from her sharp tongue, Yang Ying was a catch. Fair cheeks, pointed chin, a classic oval beauty face. Below her slender, pink neck, two mounds swelled like yurts, plump and firm. Tall and shapely, her calves were white as clouds, thighs round, and her tight, perky cheeks formed a perfect S-curve.

Yang Ying was in agony. After bathing at the river, it felt like a water ghost had screwed her—something dragged her body down, and her privates hurt like a crab had pinched them. She couldn't have sex for days, so she got a tip to buy lube to rub on and see if it helped.

Paying for the lube, Yang Ying hobbled out of the store, legs splayed. Li Sanshui walked in next.

Seeing Li Sanshui, Long Gen flinched, thinking Xiaofang couldn't hold her tongue and sent him to settle scores. But when Li Sanshui just bought cigarettes, Long Gen relaxed. Noticing nothing odd, his boldness grew, scheming to screw Xiaofang soon. Once her belly swelled, he'd have his chance, right?

"Ha, that punk Niu Da's got skills, screwing that chick till she's limping, shaking her ass like she's dancing. Damn, those hips look prime for breeding..." Li Sanshui muttered jokingly, then headed to the fields with his hoe.

Long Gen darted out of the store, taking a side path to the river. He'd screwed Huang Cuihua yesterday; today was Wu Guihua's turn. Plus, he needed to talk to her about dealing with Chen Ergou, who kept causing him trouble.

With plans in mind, he reached the river. Seeing no one around, Long Gen slipped into the cornfield, where Wu Guihua was waiting, having cleared a big patch and padded it thickly. Spotting Long Gen, she grinned, stripped off her jacket, and approached, her two big boobs bouncing.