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Country Weapon Chapter 84
🕑 Added 2025-07-25 13:53:47 +0000 UTCNo sooner had He Jingwen’s car vanished down the dusty road than Shen Lijuan, now the village secretary, called out to Long Gen. “Mind the store, Little Long! I’m off to oversee the roadwork. Today’s the first day—we gotta start strong!” She swayed her hips as she headed toward the village’s main path, her figure a blur of purpose against the morning light.
Long Gen slumped behind the counter, scowling. “What the fuck? Aunt’s gets elected secretary and locks herself away, barely stepping out. What am I supposed to do with this?” He glanced at his crotch, where his morning wood strained against his pants, hard as an iron ball. The bulge throbbed, demanding attention. “Used to have Lihong cooking and cleaning, keeping the store running. Now I’m stuck here like a damn househusband. When did I become this pathetic?”
He grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, cracking them absentmindedly. “Gotta ask her tonight if she’s got any pretty cousins to help out. Someone to mind the store… and maybe more.” His eyes flicked to the street, scanning for passing women—any chance to flirt, cop a feel, or sweet-talk his way into a quick romp.
The sun climbed higher, its glare bouncing at the store’s door. Cicadas screeched relentlessly, their drone grating on Long Gen’s nerves. “Shut up, you noisy bastards!” He snapped, kicking at the floor. Just as he sank into a chair, a figure burst through the door—Huang Cuihua, that sultry vixen he hadn’t fucked in a week. 'Well, damn,' he thought, smirking. 'Itching already, huh?'
“You’re in a mood,” Huang Cuihua purred, her voice dripping with tease. She was dressed to kill: heavy makeup, lips red as cherries, a tight qipao slit high to reveal creamy thighs and a plunging neckline showcasing her ample cleavage. Her high heels clicked, her plump ass swaying with each step, the fabric clinging to the faint outline of her crack. Long Gen’s cock twitched, his heart racing at the sight.
Seeing the store empty, he yanked her close, his hands diving into her neckline to grab her soft breasts. His fingers found her nipples, pinching hard. “Ouch!” Huang Cuihua hissed, her eyes flashing with mock indignation.
That sparked his temper. Both hands clamped down, kneading her breasts like dough, squeezing until she gasped. “Begging for a fuck, huh? Speak, or I’ll crush these!” He growled.
“Oh… Little Long… lighter, please… hurts…” Her protests melted into moans, the pain igniting her nerves, a tingling rush spreading through her. Her body softened, slumping into his arms, her breath hot against his chest.
Long Gen didn’t hold back. He hiked up her qipao, his hand sliding along her thigh to the furry patch between her legs. Parting the slick folds, he found her pussy drenched, the tight slit yielding as he plunged two fingers inside. He pumped furiously, the wet sounds echoing until Huang Cuihua’s face flushed crimson, her body trembling, barely able to stand. Only then did he stop, his fingers coated in her juices, her pussy so wet it could’ve floated a boat.
“Feel good, you horny bitch? Miss my big cock?” He grabbed one breast, squeezing as he grinned wickedly.
“Missed it… dream about it…” Huang Cuihua’s eyes, heavy with lust, locked on his bulge. She gripped it through his pants, her hand trembling at its heat. With a slow tug, she stroked him, her breath quickening. “Came here for you to fuck me, didn’t I?”
Long Gen chuckled, his cock straining painfully. Delivered to my door? Gotta fuck her. The store was quiet—mid-morning, no customers. He hoisted her up, tossing her onto the kang bed in the back. She yelped, landing with a bounce, her eyes widening as he yanked down his pants. His cock sprang free, black and thick as a python, its head glistening, swaying menacingly. One glance, and Huang Cuihua’s body ignited, her pussy gushing like a breached dam.
“Oh… Little Long… come on… fuck me… I’m itching…” She moaned, clawing at her qipao. He ripped it apart, her breasts spilling out—two massive, pale melons capped with dark nipples, hard as pebbles. He pinched one, eliciting a sharp “Mmm!” as she arched back, her body feline, her moans muffled through bitten lips.
Her trembling hand reached for his cock, gasping at its heat. Her pussy dripped, and she rubbed herself, desperate. With a hungry “Gulp,” She leaned forward, her lips enveloping his shaft. “Ahh!” Long Gen groaned, eyes fluttering shut. Her mouth was a furnace, her tongue swirling around the head, sucking hard, saliva dripping as she worked him. 'Fuck, this is heaven,' he thought. Years as a call girl had honed her skills—no village woman, not even that minx Chen Ke, could match her blowjob.
Smack-smack. She sucked greedily, her hand pumping his base while the other teased her clit, her ass swaying. Her eyes, pleading, met his. Long Gen grinned, sensing the moment. He grabbed her hips, grinding his cock against her slit before thrusting hard. Squelch! He buried himself deep, her scream— “Ahh!”—mixing with the slap-slap-slap of their bodies.
“Fuck… so good… Little Long… faster… I’m… oh, I’m done…” She wailed, her voice breaking. They fucked for nearly an hour, her moans filling the room until they collapsed, spent.
Huang Cuihua sprawled on the kang, limbs splayed, gasping. Her breasts heaved, nipples rising and falling, her spread thighs revealing a trickle of creamy cum matting her pubic hair, her pussy quivering with aftershocks. Long Gen pulled up his pants, pinching her ass. “So, what brought you here, slut? Been a week—where you hiding? Aunt Flo visit again?”
Her face darkened, her voice soft. “Little Long… I’m leaving. Chen Tianming’s coming back soon, but he’s done—crippled, useless. I’m not sticking around for that bad luck.”
“Leaving?” Long Gen’s brow furrowed, irritation flaring. First Lihong, then He Jingwen, now Huang Cuihua? “Three women gone in a day? My cock’s gonna starve!”
“What else can I do? Nurse that bastard? Fuck that!” Huang Cuihua sat up, her breasts jiggling. “Chen Tianming fucked me plenty, but never made me cum. Only stayed for his cash. I’m done—heading to the city to crash with my friend Ahong, start a small business, and live right.”
Long Gen snorted. “You? Back to hooking in the city?”
She glared. “With this body, how many clients could I take now? After your monster cock, those limp dicks can’t even scratch my itch. Nah, I’m serious about the business—done with Chen Tianming.”
He nodded, conceding the point. Chen Tianming was a wreck—jobless, legless, useless. “Fine, go. Just come back now and then so I can fuck you proper.”
“Deal. Can’t live without that python of yours.” Her eyes gleamed, hungry, as she stared at his crotch. Digging into her bag, she pulled out two stacks of red 100-yuan bills, shoving them at him. “Here, 20,000 yuan. I cleaned out Chen Tianming’s stash. Keep it, spend it. And it’s your fare to visit me in the city—can’t be seen sneaking back here too often.”
Long Gen’s eyes lit up. 'Smart move.' “What’ll I do without my big snake?” Huang Cuihua sighed, eyeing his cock wistfully. She wanted another round, but her pussy ached, the lips raw from his pounding.
“Missing it already?” He dropped his pants, his cock dangling like a bullwhip. “Come on, suck it one more time.”
“Pfft! Still wanna fuck me?” She rolled her eyes but grabbed his shaft, her resolve wavering. “How about you come with me? Village’s got nothing. I’ll let you fuck me every night, any way you want.”
Long Gen shook his head, smirking inwardly. 'He Jingwen offered to keep me, and I passed. You think you’re better? You’ll be washed up in a couple years.' “Nah.”
“My friend Ahong’s got skills, and my old crew—they’d fuck you for free!” She pressed, tossing out a tempting bait.
He shook his head again. Huang Cuihua deflated, her eyes lingering on his cock, heartbroken like she’d lost a treasure. “Just come back when you miss it,” Long Gen said, an idea sparking. “Gimme your phone. Take a couple pics of my cock. When you’re horny, rub one out and call me—I’ll come fuck you.”
“Brilliant!” Her face brightened, fumbling for her phone. Long Gen smirked, shaking his softened cock. “Make it look badass. Suck it first—get it swollen for the shot.”
“Mm!” Without hesitation, Huang Cuihua’s lips wrapped around his shaft, sucking eagerly. The room filled with wet sounds as she worked, determined to capture his cock in all its glory.
