I remember that in ancient times, many poets praised Jiangnan in their works, and Jiangnan is indeed beautiful and picturesque.
Instead, the Gangnam I remember is an ugly face of sin and lust.
Jiangnan this fertile land to my heart left a piece of forever in the pain of the brand.
My name is Xue. My father was a capitalist in a silk factory in Shanghai before the liberation, and died on a platform under the fists of the Red Guards during the Cultural Revolution, and my mother went to a farm for labor reform.
A month after my mom went to the farm, I was also sent down to a small village in Jiangsu Province with the trend of going to the countryside to receive re-education from the poor peasants.
At that time, our group of intellectual youth numbered more than thirty, eleven of whom were women, and we were assigned to live in a large house on the side of a mountain.
Every year, some young intellectuals were transferred back to the city through various channels. I remember that in 1970, only two of the thirty-odd intellectual youths were left, one of them was me, and the other one was a male intellectual youth who couldn’t afford to send anything and didn’t have any way out, his name was Guowei.
It was just the two of us who went to work in the fields during the day, and each of us went back to our own men’s and women’s dormitories at night.
I was the only girl left living in the whole big house and it was very empty.
My greatest fear was the coming of night, so I had to sleep every day when it was still dark and slept until dawn.
The house was very backward, and there was no chain on the door, so it had to be a plank against the front door.
It was a drizzly night in early spring, and I had gone to bed early in the morning, as I always did, under the covers.
In the middle of the night, I felt a cold hand caressing my underwear, I jumped up in fear, and heard a person in my ear saying: “Don’t make a sound!”. I heard a man in my ear say, “Don’t make a sound!”, and then the hand covered my mouth.
From that voice, I guessed that the man beside me was Koki.
Usually, when he worked, he looked at me secretly, but never talked to me, because I was a bad identity, and whoever talked to me would also have bad luck.
Seeing that I wasn’t struggling anymore, Koki slowly undressed me, and I heard him gasp. At first he was gently caressing my breasts, stroking my nipples with his fingers, very carefully and slowly.
Then it gradually got heavier and heavier, turning into grabbing my tits with my whole hand, and I felt pain, but I also felt comfort, an opinionated excitement I’d never felt before, wishing he’d grabbed harder and harder, not even afraid of scratching my flesh.
My breathing was getting heavier and heavier, when I felt him undoing my pants, and thanks to my cooperation, in a moment he had my pants down, and a trembling hand touched my pussy, my pubic hair, still as carefully and gently as ever, and then he put his head down and sniffed my pussy deeply.
After a few moments of sniffing, he removed his own clothes and pants from his body with his hands, and although I couldn’t see him naked, I knew he was already as naked as I was.
Because occasionally a rod-like hardness would touch my skin and I knew it was his prick.
He spread my thighs apart and crawled between my legs, pressing his toned body against mine, and I realized what he was trying to do and closed my eyes tightly waiting for the event to happen.
It was then that I felt his hand groping around my pussy, probably searching for a vagina, and it seemed that he was doing this for the first time, just as I was.
Then I was stabbed once or twice in my pussy with a hard object, one moment on my labia and the next on my thighs, but it never went anywhere. It was just stabbed haphazardly for a while, and it hurt to be stabbed by his prick.
He made a few “ah ah” noises, and the prick stabbed my pussy even harder, and when I tried to scream out in pain, Koki had already collapsed on top of me.
I don’t know what happened.
Then he left, and before he left, he said to me, “Don’t tell anyone.”
I touched my very sore pussy and there was some hot sticky stuff on my pubic hair, labia majora and minora and I finally couldn’t stop crying.
The next day when I was working, the state guards never looked at me and didn’t come back in the evening.
One night a few days later, as I was falling asleep, I was woken up again by a cold hand touching me, at first I thought it was the state guard again, so I casually let him touch me, then the man pressed down on me, very heavily, a fat man, and was nibbling my nipples with his teeth, and I realized that the man wasn’t the state guard, and with the size of his body and the shape of his face, I thought that it should be the secretary of the party branch of our brigade.
He was very skillful, grabbing my tits with both rough hands and rubbing them from side to side, you move as if you were milking a cow.
When he unzipped my shorts, separated my legs, and then used his fingers to open my two labia minora, then my pussy was broken into by his big prick, I felt that my whole body was torn as if it was in pain, and it hurt so much that I screamed out, “Ah!” I screamed out, but the secretary of the brigade did not care about my feelings, his prick kept pumping back and forth in my vagina, a burst of pain, a burst of heartache.
It was then that I realized that Guowei hadn’t really entered my vagina that night, and that my virginity had been taken by this merciless fat pig.
Perhaps he found the thrusting uncomfortable, so he grabbed a pillow and placed it under my ass, then resumed thrusting my pussy as hard as he could.
At first I only felt that his prick was like a knife, cutting my body again and again, a lot of pain, slowly, my lower body also regained consciousness, and really felt that a prick was being withdrawn and sent in my vagina, round and long, again and again, clearly squeezing in and out, and I no longer felt too much pain, but only a rising feeling.
Tears of shame then came to my eyes.
The fat guess pumped for a while, then suddenly the frequency of his pumping accelerated, and then let out a “oh, oh!” sound, then his whole body collapsed beside me. Then he made a “oh, oh!” sound, and his whole body collapsed beside me.
He also left a message before he left: “If you dare to say anything, I’ll kill you!”
Since this time, every one or two days there will be people sleeping in my bed in the middle of the night, they never flirt with me and talk to me, some people will leave a little bit of daily necessities as a compensation, but there are people who sleep after the sleep will also slap me, scolding: “bitch!”. They never flirted or talked to me.
From their size and fatness, I knew that among them were the village headman, the accountant Lao Wang, the clerk Xiao Li, and so on, almost all the cadres of the village had come.
Besides the officials, there are also villagers. The most disgusting thing was that even the beggar-like abductor came to sleep with me, and his bad breath made me want to vomit.
My big house has literally become the communal canteen for the men of the entire village.
One after another they slept with me, and I never resisted because I knew it was useless to resist, only more bad luck.
But sometimes I do feel so good, and some young men pump so hard and long that they can give me several orgasms at once.
The one I remember most is the village accountant, Lao Wang, who is very lean and thin, with hard muscles, and is almost fifty years old.
The night he came to sleep with me to make love made me enjoy it the most.
Because of the heat, I slept completely naked on the bed with only a towel over my stomach.
At that time, I slept without clothes and pants every night, because they would be taken off anyway, and some people would tear my clothes and pants when they were in a hurry, and I didn’t have the money to buy new ones, so I simply slept naked, which was convenient for the villagers as well as for myself.
Old Wang came when I was still not asleep, he first removed his own clothes, placed on the chair next to the bed, climbed onto the bed and then first kissed me, touching my tits, biting and scratching, a moment to put the nipple in his mouth, as if it was a baby eating milk, a moment to use his hands to push around.
My tits, after a year or so of their groping, had gone from pointy little hills to slightly sagging, resembling a woman’s breasts.
Old King had enough of playing with my tits and started attacking my lower body.
By this time, the opening of my pussy was moist and some lewd water was flowing out.
Old Wang first used his fingers to feel upward along my labia minora and touched my flesh-like clitoris, rubbing gently on my clitoris, and I began to slowly opinionate myself, and whenever his fingers moved, I felt a gush of electric current coming from there.
I spread my thighs wide in anticipation of his prick entering quickly.
Unexpectedly, he did not put his prick into my pussy, but bent down to lick my pussy with his tongue, his experience is very sophisticated, first with his tongue on my clitoris licking, up and down, right and left, my orgasm has come with his licking, and my mouth kept saying: “Ah, come on! Come on!” I kept saying, “Ah, come on, come on, come on!
I didn’t know how to spell “shame” anymore.
Afterwards, Lao Wang used his teeth to gently bite my two small labia, and the gush of pleasure immediately pushed me to the peak of pleasure, and my whole body kept twitching for a while.
Seeing that I had already had an orgasm, Old King got up and shoved his prick into my vagina, and I was surprised to find that Old King’s prick was incredibly large, incredibly long, and a little rough, as if it were barbed.
He started thrusting into my pussy, deeper and shallower, heavier and lighter, and I started to rise again, my pussy dripping.
Old King kept pumping, but his body wasn’t bent over me like the others, but he was kneeling between my legs, and he wasn’t moving very much.
I don’t care so much, as long as he can penetrate me comfortably, he is a good man and my own husband.
About half an hour, I’ve had several orgasms in a row, my whole body is powerless, my buttocks do not meet him upward with his pumping, and fell on the bed like a dead dog, the old king saw that I was no longer capable of accepting his insertion, so he also stopped pumping, once again touched my tits and buttocks, and kissed me, and got out of bed to dress and go.
When he left, I felt that my vagina was still up, as if the dildo was still inside, so I got up and touched it, and found that there was actually a dildo-like object left in my vagina, and I pulled it out to see that it turned out to be a big, thick cucumber!
That’s when I believed that Old Wang was suffering from impotence, and that it wasn’t his prick that had just sent me flying to the ninth heaven, but this lovely human cucumber.
It’s really strange to say that after more than two years of non-stop intercourse with men, it’s really considered a miracle that I didn’t get pregnant.
Later, my mother came to the countryside to pick me up, when I left, many villagers came to see me off, their eyes showed love and regret, but I know that.
They were attracted to my attractive breasts and the fact that they could penetrate my pussy as much as they wanted without having to pay for it!
– End –
There is no way of checking the truth of this article, but at that time, the young intellectuals who went to the countryside suffered terribly. Two of my classmates were a young couple, and the woman was in labor, but when she went into labor, there was no hospital at all, so fortunately, the man of the other couple was from a family of apricot groves, and knew a little about medical science, so he took charge of the situation, and his girlfriend became a recluse. Oh…