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Country Weapon Chapter 92
🕑 Added 2025-09-19 15:30:02 +0000 UTCLi Xiaolan was like a beggar who’d hit the jackpot, practically ready to bow down and worship Long Gen’s cock. 'What a fucking masterpiece!' How had she missed this beast in the village? If she’d known about it, she’d never have married that useless prick who couldn’t even get it up—just good for smacking her around. 'A real man’s got a big cock, even if he’s an idiot!'
“Come on, Little Long, in here.” She dragged him deeper into the cornfield, her heart pounding, eyes blazing with lust. That cock was her savior, like an orphan spotting her long-lost father after decades.
Thick, black, and towering, it stood proud like a rooster crowing at dawn, its head bobbing, ready to charge her pussy like a war horn. Hiss! Li Xiaolan shivered, biting her lip. 'It’s perfect, but fuck, will it tear me apart?'
Who cares? As long as it felt good, she was game.
She flattened some corn stalks, clearing a patch, and spread her clothes on the ground. Smiling at Long Gen, her dimples flashed—cute as hell. The Li family women always had dimples when they smiled. Xiao Fang’s were the best, but Li Xiaolan’s were damn close, especially with that body. 'Bet she’d feel amazing wrapped around me like a vine on a tree.'
Long Gen licked his lips, sitting beside her, his cock jutting up like a skyscraper, legs slightly bent, the bulge in his pants threatening to rip through. 'You fuck the sky, you fuck the earth, but I fuck everything.'
“Little Long, let me touch your cock. Damn, it’s huge…” Li Xiaolan purred, grabbing it eagerly. 'Fuck, it’s like a rolling pin—hard as steel, burning hot!'
Slap-slap. She stroked it, the skin sliding smoothly, a bead of precum oozing from the tip. Her arm brushed his heavy balls, making a wet smack. “Oh? Your balls are massive too?” Her eyes widened, like she’d discovered gold. She cupped them, nestled in dark curls, black and menacing. “No wonder your cock’s so huge—these balls aren’t playing around!”
Long Gen grinned, his heart soaring. Countless experiments proved it: flash the cock, and any woman would throw herself at it, desperate for a deep, filling fuck.
“Ow, fuck, that hurts!” He fake-scowled, glaring at her like a wronged kid. “Xiao Lan, why you pinching my dick? Touch it, fine, but pinching? What’s that about? Pinch again, and I’m not letting you use it.” He pulled back, muttering, “You touch my cock, but I don’t get to touch your tits? That’s not fair…”
His words seemed innocent but were a deliberate nudge. 'Want my cock to drill you? At least let me have some fun first. No foreplay, just fucking? I’m not a goddamn stallion.'
“No, Little Long, my bad, my bad! Touch me, go ahead!” Li Xiaolan panicked, grabbing his hand and pressing it to her chest. Her full, soft tits molded under his grip, shifting into every shape he wanted.
“Mmm!” The sensitive touch set her skin on fire, her lips sealed tight, a muffled moan escaping her nose. She gripped his cock harder, desperate to shove it into her aching pussy.
“Xiao Lan, your tits are so white, like flour. Got milk? TV says milk’s good for you…” Long Gen didn’t wait for permission, diving in, his tongue swirling around a pink nipple, sucking it into his mouth. Her skin was smooth as water, fresh as tofu straight from the steamer—way softer than Chen Xianglian’s used-up body.
Slurp-slurp. He sucked hard, teeth grazing the nipple, tugging it outward.
“Ah… fuck!” Li Xiaolan arched her neck, moaning, her hands squeezing her own tits, soft flesh spilling through her fingers. Her legs parted instinctively, thighs trembling.
Long Gen dropped the act, yanking down her pants. Her red panties were soaked, white foam seeping from the edges. He smirked, crawling over her stomach, tugging the panties up. Her plump, pink pussy lips peeked out, the fabric wedged deep in her slit.
“Oh… mmm… Little Long, your cock… put it in…” Li Xiaolan writhed, her tiny waist twisting, hands clawing at her panties. The fabric dug into her slit, grinding out creamy juices, her pussy lips itching, dripping with hot slick.
“Heh, this is fun.” Long Gen grinned like a kid with a new toy, pulling the panties tighter, sliding them back and forth, teasing her slit. Squelch-squelch. A steady stream of hot cream poured out, steaming in the air.
“Ah, stop… Little Long, no more… you’ll make me bleed… ohhh!” Li Xiaolan’s moans turned to desperate whimpers, her face flushed like a spring tide.
He wiped his hand, spread her thighs, and ripped off her panties. Her pink, glistening pussy was on full display, tight and perfect, the lips plump and slick. He blew a cool breath over it, watching it clench, a fresh gush of cream spilling out. 'Sticky, hot—fuck, she’s starving for it.'
“Xiao Lan, look at you, horny as hell. Guess it’s up to me to save the village women.” He sighed dramatically, spreading her thighs wider. His black cock aimed at her pink slit, and with one hard thrust, he drilled in deep.
Squelch!
“Ah! Easy… ohhh… fuck!” Her pale body shook, her tits bouncing wildly, circling with each thrust. White cream sprayed between her spread legs, like she was unleashing twenty years of pent-up desire, coating his cock.
Li Xiaolan screamed, her mouth wide, her soul pouring out in her cries. Long Gen shuddered with pleasure, eyeing her frothy pussy, now stretched and pink from his cock. He teased it with a finger, scooping out cream and, on a whim, smeared it into her mouth.
Exhausted, Li Xiaolan lay limp like a dead dog, panting, too weak to move. Unfazed, she licked his finger, her wet tongue sending a jolt through him. Grinning, he pulled out his cock and shoved it into her mouth.
“Mmph… mmph…” Her lips stretched around it, eyes wide with shock, then softening as she understood. Her tongue slithered like an eel, licking until he pulled out, his softened cock still menacing. He’d unloaded, and she’d taken it all.
Tucking himself in, Long Gen slipped out of the cornfield. 'Better leave before the road crew shows up. Another round, and everyone’ll hear her screaming.' No need to hit Wu Guihua’s place now—he’d fucked Li Xiaolan. But guarding the store? 'Fuck that. A real man’s job is fucking women, not sitting around.'
“Fine, I’ll watch the store for a couple days. Aunt’s got enough on her plate,” He muttered, pulling out his phone to call Shen Lihong. “Been a few days since she went back…”
The Erniu family wasn’t poor—hard workers with ten acres of crops, pulling in twenty to thirty thousand a year. But Erniu’s terminal illness drained their savings. Shen Lihong had installed a phone for her in-laws’ sake, costing just eight hundred yuan since they were close to town.
Beep-beep-beep.
“Hello, who’s this?” Shen Lihong’s voice was sweet, like a cartoon doll, making Long Gen’s cock twitch.
“Hey, Aunt Lihong, it’s Little Long. How’s home? Miss me? Miss getting fucked? Come back for a couple days, huh?” He chuckled.
“Pfft!” Shen Lihong spat. “You little shit, always thinking about fucking your aunt, huh? What’s up? I’m busy getting water for Erniu.”
“What? Erniu’s right there, and you’re talking about me fucking you? Not scared he’ll beat you?” Long Gen blinked, stunned. 'This woman’s got balls, flirting with another guy in front of her man.'
Shen Lihong laughed it off. “What’s the big deal? You fuck me, or I don’t get pregnant. He’s a dead man walking—won’t last long. Once he’s gone, I’m yours. God, these nights are torture, itching like crazy… Gotta go, Erniu’s coughing blood again. Ugh.” She sighed and hung up.
Long Gen pocketed the phone, shaking his head. 'Life’s fucked up. Erniu’s a good guy, works hard, but gets a death sentence and has to watch his wife get fucked by someone else. What’s the point?'
