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Country Weapon Chapter 87
🕑 Added 2025-08-29 08:30:02 +0000 UTC“You got a big cock? Can you get it hard?”
Yuan Xiang’s eyes widened, fixated not on Long Gen’s face but on the massive tent bulging in his pants. She’d seen men’s crotches before—plenty of village guys got hard just looking at her—but none could compare to this. It was a fucking monument!
Calling it “impressive” would be an insult.
“Hard? What’s hard?” Long Gen scratched his head, playing dumb. “Dunno why my dick’s like this. Every few days, it just pops up, straining my pants. Even when I piss, it shoots to the sky. Annoying as hell—can’t even push it down!”
“Your dick?” Yuan Xiang swallowed hard, her plump hand inching toward the towering bulge.
Long Gen dodged back, quick as a cat.
“What’re you doing? Grabbing my cock? I still gotta take a piss!”
Easy pussy was boring pussy. He’d tease her first, make her beg. Shoving it in right away felt like something a beast would do—no finesse, no flavor.
“Little Long, don’t run! I not grabbing it, just… looking. Just a peek!” Yuan Xiang’s voice was syrupy, desperate.
“Only looking, huh? No touching!” Long Gen grumbled, stepping closer. “Dunno why everyone’s so obsessed with my dick. What’s so special? You’ve got your own parts, don’t you? Is mine that pretty?”
With a quick tug, he yanked down his pants. Slap! His cock sprang free, smacking against his bare stomach.
“Oh!”
Yuan Xiang’s jaw dropped, her hand covering her mouth in disbelief. 'No way. Impossible.' How could a man have something that big? It was a fucking weapon! Thick, black, and monstrous, it stood tall in a nest of dark curls, its fat, rounded head bobbing like a snake ready to strike. Heat radiated from it, making her skin prickle.
She shook her head, stepping back, muttering, “Little Long, your… your cock. Is it mutated or just swollen? How’s it that big?”
Her thighs rubbed together instinctively, a hot trickle soaking her panties, seeping through her pants. The slickness between her legs was unbearable, her pussy throbbing with need.
“What’s wrong, Aunt Yuan Xiang? Your crotch itchy or something? You look uncomfortable,” Long Gen said, smirking. He could see it—she was losing it, hooked the second she saw his cock. 'Fucking her’s gonna be too easy.'
He closed the gap, guiding her to the bed’s edge, tossing his phone aside. One hand gripped her slick shoulder while he leaned down, eyeing the wet patch spreading across her pants. “You pissed yourself? Look at that mess! Come on, let’s get those pants off—no wonder you’re itching down there.”
His hand grabbed her waistband, yanking down her pants and red panties in one swift motion. A dark, bushy mound appeared, hiding a glistening slit framed by pink, swollen lips, dripping with hot juices. The sight made his cock twitch harder.
“You are really itchy, huh? Let me help.” Without waiting, he spread her thighs, tugging at the coarse hair. “Heard when you wet your pants, it gets all itchy. I’ll scratch it for you.”
Yuan Xiang was beyond caring, her eyes blazing with lust, locked on his cock. She’d never seen anything like it—not in this life or any other. Even the porn Chen Yunsong brought back from the city, with those hairy foreigners, didn’t compare.
Gulp. Her trembling hand reached out.
“Fuck, it’s huge!” The moment she grabbed it, its searing heat burned through her palm, setting her heart racing.
“Oh! Mmm…” Her thighs clamped shut as his fingers grazed her slit, the itch intensifying.
Then—shit!—two fingers plunged inside, hooking and twisting.
“Are you still itchy? Need more scratching?” Long Gen grinned wickedly, pinning her thick, creamy thigh with one hand while the other worked her pussy, thrusting deeper. Slick, hot juices coated his fingers, like warm lube, and he relished the feel.
Slap-slap-slap.
“Ohhh… ahhh!” Yuan Xiang writhed, collapsing onto the bed, still gripping his cock.
Long Gen grunted, the tug on his shaft sending a jolt through him. He doubled down, fingers pumping harder, stirring her wet hole until it gushed.
“Oh… stop… Little Long, stop! Don’t… don’t dig anymore… oh, fuck, it’s good… mmm!” Her hips bucked, but his hand held her down. His fingers plunged deeper, her mind buzzing like it’d been struck by lightning. It was that same electric thrill from that night with “Wei Wenwu’s ghost”—pure, raw pleasure she hadn’t felt in years.
'Fuck, so good.'
“Shit, you’re flooding! What do we do? Keep going?” Long Gen teased, his fingers relentless, churning her pussy into a frothy mess.
Yuan Xiang hit her limit, collapsing, her massive tits spilling out of her shirt, jiggling with each shudder. Her legs splayed wide, her pussy lips parting to reveal a creamy stream, white foam splashing everywhere, soaking the bed.
“Ah… mmm…” She gasped, chest heaving, her pink nipples hard as pebbles, bouncing like eyes watching him.
Long Gen paused, licking his lips. 'Those tits look tastier than I thought. Pink and perky—Chen Yunsong’s a fucking idiot for neglecting this.' “Are you okay?” He grabbed a nipple, tugging lightly.
“Ow! Little Long, don’t pull my tits, it hurts!” Her cherry-red lips parted, thick and sensual, begging to be used.
'Fuck, she’s gonna suck me off.'
“Aunt Yuan Xiang, I’m hungry. Where’s that candy you promised?” He pouted, playing the aggrieved kid.
She sat up, eyes darting back to his cock, still rock-hard, like forged steel. Her heart skipped. 'I jerked it forever—why hasn’t he cum?'
'Jackpot. This is a fucking treasure.' “Fuck chastity,” She thought. “Chen Yunsong leaves me here alone? I’ll fuck whoever I want and cuck that bastard!”
“Little Long, wait here. I am gonna make you something to eat.” Ignoring the ache between her legs, she threw on her clothes and waddled to the kitchen, banging pots around.
Long Gen’s grin stretched ear to ear. 'These women are so easy. Men are ruled by their dicks, but horny women are no different.' His cock twitched, ready for round two.
Twenty minutes later, a steaming bowl of noodles sat on the table, topped with two fried eggs.
“Mmm, smells good!” Long Gen sniffed but didn’t touch the chopsticks. His eyes roamed her body—curvy, juicy, too fine for this village. 'Chen Yunsong’s got taste, picking a woman like this.'
“Why aren’t you eating?”
She shook her head, eyes glued to his crotch. 'Still hard after all this time? What a fucking beast.'
“Little Long, I’m not hungry. Eat up.” She hesitated, then added, “Can I… borrow your cock? I need it.”
Fishing out ten yuan, she pressed it into his hand. “Here, take this. Buy some candy. Just let me use it, okay?”
“Ten yuan?” Long Gen blinked, insulted. 'My cock’s worth ten fucking yuan? Other women offer thousands!' “Look, there’s a black spot on my dick. See it?” He pointed at his throbbing shaft.
“Huh? A spot? Where?” She leaned in, squinting.
In a flash, Long Gen thrust his hips, shoving his cock into her mouth.
“Mmph! Mmmph!”
Yuan Xiang gagged, her lips stretching around the massive shaft, its heat filling her throat. It was too big, too hot, too everything.
Slap-slap-slap.
He grabbed her head, pumping into her mouth, her teeth and tongue scraping along his length. “Eat my cock, you slut! Ten yuan? I’ll make you choke on it!”
“Mmph… mmph…” Her muffled moans vibrated against him, her pussy dripping anew as he fucked her face, her body trembling with raw, shameful need.
