Chapter 19

Like a stake, each thrust was more forceful and deeper than the last. Mingxiu’s plump, fair legs, which had been lying flat on the bed, were now raised high to Da Sha’s shoulders in no time. Her heart pounding with desire, Mingxiu felt wave after wave of endless pleasure being sent into her body with each thrust of the rod. She leaped up, tightly embracing Da Sha’s neck, her plump, fair buttocks swaying wildly.

Seeing how captivating this live sex show was, Old Wang couldn’t help but feel aroused. While stroking his penis, he thought to himself, “I didn’t expect watching it to be so exciting; my wife is so seductive, I probably couldn’t satisfy her by myself. I might as well invite Big Fool along, and the three of us can play together!”

That night, the three of them slept in one bed. Mingxiu was a little shy and pretended to be asleep with her eyes closed. Da Sha didn’t care about anything else; he quickly stripped Mingxiu naked, knelt down, and began to lick her genitals vigorously. Mingxiu couldn’t help but moan as she was licked. Old Wang, watching from the side, became aroused. He pulled down his pants and put his penis in Mingxiu’s mouth, and she naturally began to suck on it. The three of them were indeed having a lot of fun, but I won’t go into details here.

That night, Mingxiu’s genitals were also deflowered; although she cried out in pain, she was able to experience the pleasure within a few days.

From then on, the three of them spent every night in passion, keeping it a secret from Ding Wang. When Ding Wang occasionally returned, Old Man Wang and Da Sha would voluntarily step aside. Soon after, Mingxiu became pregnant and gave birth to a chubby boy the following year, whom they named Xiao Bao. Da Sha asked Mingxiu what Xiao Bao was to him. Mingxiu replied, “Your uncle, your brother, your son—all are possible.” Upon hearing this, Da Sha stroked his bald head and laughed.

Ding Wang was overjoyed to have a son, and Old Man Wang and Da Sha were all smiles. The whole family was happy and harmonious, which can be considered a blessing in disguise!

Postscript: Mingxiu’s husband, Dingwang, became a professional carpenter and was often away from home, thus knowing nothing of the incestuous affair. He died of typhoid fever ten years later. Old Man Wang, infatuated with his daughter-in-law’s beauty, indulged in excessive sexual activity. Five years later, after having an affair with his daughter-in-law, he died of exhaustion. Da Sha never married, having only Mingxiu as his woman. He died of illness at the age of forty-six.

Mingxiu’s youngest son, Xiaobao, was intelligent, studious, and had a remarkable memory. He later joined the army and once dominated a region in the early Republic of China. However, due to his family’s bad traditions, he followed in the footsteps of Da Sha at the age of fourteen and had an ambiguous relationship with his forty-five-year-old widow, Mingxiu.

Mingxiu became a widow at the age of forty, but her sexual activity continued, with her relationship with Da Sha lasting until Da Sha’s death; her relationship with her young son Xiao Bao also lasted for three years. However, although she continued to indulge in licentious pleasures after Xiao Bao’s birth, she never had any more children. She died during Xiao Bao’s tenure as military governor at the age of sixty-seven.

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Chapter 9

Boar mates with sow, daughter-in-law sandwiches father-in-law.

In folk tradition, it’s common to hear stories of fathers-in-law having sexual relations with their daughters-in-law. Regardless of the reasons, people often use a colloquial term to describe it: “扒灰” (ba hui). You might think this is a strange euphemism. Of course, it has its origins. Let me tell you a story: In the old days, it was common for daughters-in-law to have affairs with their fathers-in-law, whether because their husbands had been away for a long time, died young, or because they had young children and couldn’t remarry, or because they were forced by their fathers-in-law’s lewd power. This was prevalent in poor families, but even more so in wealthy ones.

Long ago, in a rural village, men were often assigned to the army by the county government or conscripted to serve a year of forced labor. Therefore, many families in the village were left with only women, children, and the elderly. One father’s wife died of illness when his son was twelve. He cherished his son and, fearing he would be mistreated by a stepmother, abandoned the idea of ​​remarrying. He raised his son with great difficulty, and on the Lunar New Year of his eighteenth birthday, he arranged a marriage for him, fulfilling his father’s wish.

The young wife was a year younger than her son. Although they lived in a humble family, she was literate, clever, and quick-witted. She was very good at housework, and the two men, one big and one small, were well taken care of. The family was harmonious and happy every day.

Unexpectedly, just a few months into their marriage, while the young couple were still deeply in love, their son was conscripted into the county for forced labor. Fearing that his only son would suffer beatings, hunger, and hardship during labor, the father secretly bribed officials to buy his way into the service, but this meant he could no longer show his face in his hometown for a year. So he had to say goodbye to his bride, sending him off to do business, while his father and wife lived together.

People in the countryside marry and have children early, so the old man was only in his early forties, in his prime, strong and capable of doing farm work. His young wife was clever and virtuous, very good at managing the household. In addition, they had inherited property from their ancestors, renting out dozens of acres of fertile land, which brought in a considerable income, so they lived well and were among the wealthiest households in the village. Therefore, the clan chief had a good relationship with him. After dinner, it was time for villagers to visit each other, and the clan chief would often come over when he had time. The two of them would sit by the fire, smoking, drinking, and chatting.

She was 18 years old, pretty, and very honest and hardworking. When her father spoke with the clan chief, she would brew them strong tea and offer them tobacco, then go to her room to sew shoe soles and spin yarn, never interrupting. Only after the clan chief left would she come out to chat with her father for a while, then go to his room to light the lamp, make the bed, wash the chamber pot, and ask him to rest. She would then clear the hot ashes from the hearth, make a firewood bag to keep the embers burning, bolt the door, and go back to her room to sleep. These days passed uneventfully for several months.

During the autumn harvest season, everyone was quite busy. The clan chief was busy collecting rent from the village and paying taxes to the imperial court, and he hadn’t come to drink and chat for several nights. During the day, my father was alright, as he also had to check on the tenants’ harvest in the fields. But when evening came, he had nothing to do and nowhere to go. Without anyone to talk to, he could only sit by the fire pit and smoke in silence.

Seeing her father-in-law was in low spirits, the virtuous young wife went out of the house, took a shoe sole, and sat by the hearth. While sewing the sole, she chatted with him about everyday matters. At first, they only talked about farm work and the harvest, and she read letters her son had sent back through intermediaries. Later, their conversation became more natural and casual, and the old man gradually began to tell stories of rural life and neighborhood gossip. Rural people’s speech often tends to be vulgar and crude, with some risqué jokes and erotic tales. The old man told these stories very frankly and obscenely, making the young wife’s heart race and her body heat up. Although she was shy, she loved listening, often blushing and giggling. The old man loved this side of her.

After a few days, the two found their time together quite pleasant. The young wife began to enjoy listening to her father-in-law’s ramblings after dinner, listening to those amusing anecdotes that made her blush and her heart race. Recalling the sweetness of their marriage, she felt a slight sexual desire, which would involuntarily show on her face. Her father, being an experienced man, could easily see this, so he would intentionally or unintentionally gossip about the mundane aspects of rural life. Gradually, after their conversations, they no longer fell asleep as quickly as before. Instead, they would listen intently to each other’s movements, whether tossing and turning, drinking water, or even the sound of urinating. They were no longer as careful as before: previously, the young wife was embarrassed to let her father-in-law hear, and the father-in-law was afraid of making too much noise and upsetting his wife. Now, in the quiet of the night, their urination was loud and unrestrained, without any attempt to conceal it. They would listen carefully to each other’s urination, vaguely imagining what the other’s private parts were like, subconsciously yearning for the other to know, but neither dared to break the unspoken barrier.

That morning, as usual, the old man went to the pigsty behind the house and found the sow in the first pen with a swollen and red vulva, oozing mucus, circling and grunting. He knew she was in heat and eager to mate. In the past, he would release the boar from the other pen and have his son control the sow, allowing them to mate and fertilize, since two litters of piglets a year brought in a considerable income. Now that his son wasn’t home, without thinking, he called his wife to help control the sow while he released the boar.

The boar had already smelled the sow’s estrus scent. It sniffed and licked her vulva before mounting her. The old man hadn’t realized anything yet, but this was his young wife’s first time experiencing something like this, and she was in for a rough time.

She clearly saw from the side that a red penis, about a foot long and as thick as a thumb, suddenly protruded from the boar’s belly and entered the sow’s vagina. The boar then vigorously thrust in and out like a human, and both the boar and the sow grunted happily.

Although she was a country girl, this was the first time she had ever seen such a scene up close. She felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her face flushed crimson, her heart pounding, her hands trembling, and her eyes glazed over. She couldn’t help but stare at the boar’s penis thrusting in and out of the sow’s vagina, thinking of her own sexual encounters with her husband. Gradually, she felt a stirring within her, her mind becoming hazy, and she didn’t even hear what her father-in-law was saying. The old man was puzzled. Turning around, he immediately realized his daughter-in-law was staring at the pig’s genitals, clearly aroused. He felt awkward; this was the first time he had done farm work with a young woman, something a woman should avoid. Seeing his daughter-in-law’s infatuated expression, he suddenly realized how alluring she was, her young, beautiful face flushed with desire. This aroused his lust, and his penis became uncontrollably erect.

Anyone who’s seen it knows that pigs mate for a very long time. Sows secrete a lot of fluid after becoming aroused, and their movements are intense. The father-in-law and daughter-in-law, each absorbed in their own emotions, had nothing to say, only the grunts of the pigs and the loud “gurgling” sounds of their genitals rubbing together. The father’s penis was already uncontrollably erect, a large tent quite noticeable in his crotch. The young wife, moved by the sight, felt an unbearable tingling and itching in her lower body, her juices flowing freely, her crotch already soaked, soaking her outer trousers as well. When she glanced intentionally at her father-in-law’s crotch, seeing the obvious large triangle bulge in his thin trousers, she knew what it meant, and her face flushed red again, even more juices flowing from her vagina.

Finally, the pigs were satisfied, and they were herded back to their pens. The young woman went into the house, and in a fleeting moment, she saw her father-in-law heading towards the outhouse at the back of the house. Once inside her room, she closed the door and hurriedly unzipped her trousers to check herself. She found herself in a complete mess; her inner and outer trousers were soaked through, with large patches of sticky fluid. Listening closely, she realized her father-in-law wasn’t in the main room. She quickly went out, grabbed a basin of water, and slipped into her room to wash herself clean and change into clean trousers.

She soaked her dirty pants in a basin and carried them to the yard to wash them when she suddenly felt the urge to urinate. Going to the back of the house, she could see her father-in-law still standing in the outhouse through the waist-high wooden door. Strange, he wasn’t defecating; urinating wouldn’t take this long. She had no choice but to go back and wash the clothes first. After holding her urine for a long time, she finally saw her father-in-law come out and walk out of the yard. She hurriedly ran to the outhouse and urinated freely, her mind still replaying the scene of the pigs mating. For some reason, she suddenly remembered that after the boar was satisfied, it climbed off the sow, and when its penis withdrew from the sow’s vagina, white stuff was still dripping from its head. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she carefully examined the ground around her. Finally, at the base of the wall, she saw a large puddle of something that surprised her—a white, sticky substance.

Her heart pounded again. Of course, she knew it came from her father-in-law, and she knew he, like her, was also aroused. She stared blankly at the pool of semen, feeling herself becoming aroused again. She composed herself and quickly went to do the laundry. That morning, she was almost completely disoriented, constantly feeling the urge to urinate, running to the outhouse repeatedly. Looking at the pool of her father-in-law’s semen, her hand uncontrollably stroked her genitals, her mind wandering.

That evening after dinner, the two sat by the fire pit. As usual, the father was rambling on and on, while the young wife blushed and giggled softly. Suddenly, somehow, the father seemed to unintentionally steer the conversation towards the pigs. He said he wasn’t sure if the sow would get pregnant this time and they needed to observe her for a few days. If she wasn’t fertilized, they would have to let the boar mate with her again while she was still in heat. This caused a huge reaction. The young wife’s face immediately flushed crimson. Images of the pigs mating that morning and her father-in-law’s semen, which had aroused her, flashed before her eyes. She felt hot all over, and the urge to secrete fluid from her vagina returned strongly. She involuntarily writhed on the low stool, rubbing her labia and clitoris against the surface. Her legs were tightly pressed together, her eyes were hazy, and she was in a state of heightened arousal. The old man noticed his wife fidgeting and shifting, sensing something was wrong. Looking at her expression under the lamplight, he knew she was in the same aroused state she had that morning. The more he looked, the more…

cross.

Gradually, the two fell silent, each sensing the other’s unspoken thoughts yet hesitant to speak first. Finally, the old man steeled himself, picked up a stick, smoothed the ashes in the hearth, wrote a few words on the surface, and then silently smoked. The young woman looked closely, her face immediately turning red, her heart pounding. The words on the ashes read: “Father-in-law, you’ve been without a wife for many years, life has been truly difficult, do you know that, wife?”

After reading it, the young wife smiled, lightly tapped her father’s leg with the sole of her shoe, and said, “Bad father.” She then got up to go to her room. Before entering, she glanced back and saw her father staring blankly at her. She chuckled.

She chuckled, and went inside without locking the door or turning on the lights. Her father, seeing this, was immediately puzzled and overjoyed. He quickly locked the door and followed her into her room.

The young wife sat by the bed waiting for him. Their passion burned fiercely as they embraced and kissed. Fortunately, the early autumn weather was still quite hot. They helped each other undress, stripped naked, and hurriedly climbed into bed. The young wife didn’t need any instruction; she automatically spread her legs, her vulva already overflowing with lustful fluids, her opening wide, eagerly welcoming her father-in-law’s erect penis. The father-in-law’s hard penis slid effortlessly into the young wife’s vagina, thrusting in and out gently and forcefully. The beautiful sounds of “plop. plop. plop…” filled the room. Finally, they consummated their love, satisfying their yearning hearts.

The father wasn’t actually old; he was in his early forties, in the prime of his sexual life. His young wife, newly married and with her husband away, was already struggling with sexual desire. Coupled with the torment of sexual stimulation throughout the day, the insertion of her father-in-law’s thick, hard penis into her vagina felt so real and full. The pleasurable friction of flesh against flesh aroused her intense desire. The father-in-law and wife, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, each got what they wanted: the father-in-law, with his strong and vigorous stamina, having just ejaculated during the day, had a long and sustained erection. Their frenzied lovemaking lasted for over an hour, with the young wife experiencing multiple orgasms, feeling utterly blissful. The father-in-law, whose sexual desire had been dormant for several years, finally ejaculated a thick stream of semen into his wife’s vagina with satisfaction. Afterwards, the father-in-law gratefully said repeatedly, “Thank you, my good wife, thank you, my dear wife.” The young wife, touching her father-in-law’s body, said contentedly, “I’m always happy to let you use what’s rightfully mine. There’s no need for thanks.”

After their lustful act, the two were deeply in love and reluctant to part. They embraced naked, lingering and caressing each other’s bare bodies for a long while. The old man, feeling a bit guilty about his first time having an affair with his wife, was too embarrassed to spend the night in her bed. In the end, he kissed her lips, touched and squeezed her breasts, then got dressed, climbed out of bed, and went back to his own room to sleep.

It was a day destined to be eventful. He had just reached the main room when he heard the clan chief shouting and banging on the door. Just as he was about to open it, his wife became extremely anxious. She was still lying in bed, unclothed, and although the clan chief wouldn’t come into her room to see her naked…