He Jingwen left fast and came back even faster! Her lightning speed stunned the villagers of Shanghe Village, revealing her no-nonsense character—like a secret agent, all about decisive, ruthless action.
"Look at how serious Township Chief He's taking this. Wei Wenwu's screwed!"
"No kidding! I bet he'll end up just like Chen Tianming. Who knows how many women that bastard's messed with?"
"Yeah, you didn't go home and ask your wife if she slept with him, did you?"
"Fuck you! You're the one whose wife got fucked by Wei Wenwu—your whole damn family got fucked! Asshole!"
"Heh heh…"
The crowd buzzed with gossip, their voices a mix of shock, anger, and crude humor.
He Jingwen was a sight to behold—stunningly beautiful with a graceful, curvaceous figure that turned heads. Her tailored professional suit, crisp and form-fitting, added an air of authority, while her large, black-framed glasses gave her an untouchable aura. Cold as ice, she was a woman who commanded respect and fear in equal measure.
Rumor had it, when Wei Wenwu laid eyes on He Jingwen, he nearly pissed his pants. Without a fight, he spilled everything. He Jingwen was livid—two village secretaries sacked in two days! Shanghe Village had set a record for the fastest turnover of officials in its history. Wasn't this changing leaders a bit too quick?
According to Wei Wenwu's confession, he'd tried to fuck his daughter-in-law but failed both times he climbed into her bed. With Wang Limei, it was mutual adultery. Not quite enough for prison, but his sleazy conduct meant his days as an official were over.
"So what's gonna happen with the village secretary post?" Someone shouted from the crowd.
He Jingwen glanced over but stayed silent, her lips pressed into a thin line.
After the disasters with Chen Tianming and Wei Wenwu, she wasn't about to make another hasty decision. Appointing a secretary who lasted less than a day was already embarrassing—how would her superiors view her judgment?
"We'll hold an anonymous election for village secretary in one week," He Jingwen announced after a moment's thought. A village couldn't function without leadership, but she wouldn't rush this time. An election might not be perfectly fair, but it would reflect the will of most villagers.
Her decision eased the tension, and the crowd dispersed, some already scheming. Anonymous voting meant anyone could have a shot at the job—time to start campaigning at home!
That evening, Shen Lihong was in the kitchen, whipping up dinner, while Shen Lijuan chatted with He Jingwen. The two women had met before and got along well. Despite He Jingwen's stern, iron-lady demeanor at work, off the clock, she was just like any other woman—cracking jokes, laughing easily. Long Gen, lounging nearby, watched with a restless itch in his chest, his eyes tracing He Jingwen's curves.
As the saying goes, the harder it is to get, the more you want it. He Jingwen was that juicy piece of meat dangling just out of reach—smelling so damn good but impossible to taste.
"Little miss high-and-mighty, acting like you don't know me," Long Gen muttered under his breath, irritation flaring. "Wait till tonight—I'll fuck you so hard you'll know who's boss."
He Jingwen was playing it cool, chatting with Shen Lijuan like nothing had happened, barely glancing his way. As if she hadn't been eyeing his massive cock that morning, practically begging for it.
"Uh, Township Chief He, where's Secretary Xiao Li? Didn't come with you?" Long Gen decided to make the first move, wiping drool from his mouth, his eyes shamelessly fixed on He Jingwen's crotch.
"Hm? Oh, Xiao Li had some ties to Wei Wenwu, so I sacked him too," He Jingwen said, coughing awkwardly, avoiding Long Gen's gaze. Her body felt strange, a nagging itch between her thighs, her pussy tingling like it was already wet.
That morning, his huge cock had been right there, swaying in her mind's eye, teasing her with its size. She'd been this close to taking it when they were interrupted. Was fate determined to keep her lonely?
She cursed herself, her cheeks flushing with shame. She'd hoped to avoid Long Gen, to stay away from Shanghe Village, but Wei Wenwu's mess had dragged her back—and faster than she'd planned.
'Damn it, do I really need a man that bad?' She thought, her face growing hotter.
"Oh," Long Gen said, blinking, then blurted out, "Township Chief He, you still pissing your pants?"
"What?"
"What?"
He Jingwen and Shen Lijuan froze, jaws dropping. Pissing her pants? At her age?
"N-No… I don't…" He Jingwen stammered, her face burning like it was on fire. No wonder this idiot kept staring at her crotch! Asking such an embarrassing question—God, what if Shen Lijuan picked up on something?
"I-I'm gonna check on Lihong, see if dinner's ready," He Jingwen mumbled, bolting from the room. She swore she'd rather die than face Long Gen again, but… that thick, dark cock of his… could she really let it go?
"You little, did you really fuck Township Chief He?" Shen Lijuan wasn't dumb. She grabbed Long Gen's ear, yanking hard, her voice a harsh whisper. "You've got some balls, messing with the township chief! You think you can afford to piss her off?"
"Ow! Let go, Aunt, that hurts!" Long Gen whined, squirming.
Shen Lijuan snorted, glaring at him.
"Fuck, Aunt, I didn't fuck her! I was about to slide in when that slut Yang Ying interrupted. Didn't happen. Besides, if I had fucked her, you think she'd be walking straight? You're underestimating my cock's power," Long Gen said, smirking.
Shen Lijuan paused, considering. He had a point—that monster dick of his was no joke. A few thrusts could leave a woman half-dead with pleasure.
"Anyway, so what if she's the township chief? She's still a woman, and women need their holes filled—by a big cock, too. Heh heh…" Long Gen chuckled wickedly and darted inside to watch TV. It was around 7 p.m., time for Animal World.
Every episode had the same theme—fucking. For breeding, for survival, the females always picked the biggest, strongest males with the heftiest cocks. Long Gen nodded knowingly. Women were the same—they wanted the guy with the biggest dick. Glancing at his own bulging crotch, he grinned, confidence surging.
"Tonight, I'm fucking He Jingwen for sure."
Before dinner, while Shen Lihong was cooking and Shen Lijuan was distracted, Long Gen slipped out to take care of some unfinished business. He'd been thinking about Shen Lihong's tight body all day—her round ass, her perky tits, the way she moaned when he fucked her. With He Jingwen's arrival stirring his cock, he needed a quick release to clear his head.
He found Shen Lihong in the kitchen, stirring a pot of stew, her hair tied back, sweat beading on her neck from the heat of the stove. Her thin dress clung to her curves, outlining her ass and the swell of her breasts, her nipples faintly visible through the fabric.
"Lihong, you look good enough to eat," Long Gen said, stepping up behind her, his voice low and husky. He pressed his body against hers, his hard cock grinding against her ass, his hands sliding around to cup her tits.
"Little Long, what the hell? Not now—someone could walk in!" Shen Lihong hissed, but her body betrayed her, leaning back into him, her breath hitching as he pinched her nipples through her dress.
"Relax, they're busy," He growled, hiking up her dress to reveal her panties, already damp with arousal. He yanked them down, his fingers finding her slick pussy, rubbing her clit in slow circles. She moaned softly, gripping the counter, her hips rocking against his hand.
"Fuck, you're so wet," He muttered, unzipping his pants. His thick cock sprang free, throbbing with need. He bent her over the counter, spreading her thighs, and thrust into her, filling her tight pussy in one deep stroke.
"Oh, God… Little Long!" Shen Lihong gasped, her body trembling as he fucked her hard, his hips slamming against her ass, the wet slap of their bodies echoing in the kitchen. Her tits bounced with each thrust, and he reached around, squeezing them, making her whimper.
"Quiet, you slut, or they'll hear," He grunted, pounding faster, his cock stretching her pussy, hitting spots that made her legs shake. She bit her lip, stifling her moans, her pussy clenching around him as she neared her climax.
"Cum for me," He snarled, pinching her clit. Shen Lihong's body tensed, her orgasm crashing through her, her pussy spasming around his cock. Long Gen groaned, pulling out at the last second, his cum shooting across her ass, dripping down her thighs.
"Clean up," He said, zipping up with a smirk. "And don't burn the stew." Shen Lihong nodded, panting, as he slipped back to the living room, his cock satisfied—for now.
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Dinner passed without Long Gen bringing up the "pissing pants" nonsense again, to He Jingwen's relief. She'd have died of embarrassment otherwise. After a quick chat, the group, exhausted from the day's drama, decided to turn in early. He Jingwen was staying in the room next to Long Gen's, as usual.
Peering through a crack in the wall, Long Gen watched her for a bit, his cock hardening at the sight of her changing into her nightgown, her curves silhouetted in the dim light. Time to move. He crept into her room, silent as a shadow.
Click.
The light flicked on at the sound of his footsteps. He Jingwen sat up, her eyes narrowing as she saw Long Gen, her expression a mix of confusion and suspicion. 'What was he doing here? To fuck her? No way—a dumbass like him wouldn't know what fucking was. Hell, he'd called her arousal "Pissing her pants." Clearly clueless.'
"Little Long, why aren't you sleeping? What's up?" She asked, her voice cautious, her fingers tightening on the blanket.
Long Gen shuffled his feet, head bowed, his voice small and pitiful. "T-Township Chief He… Aunt and Aunt Lihong won't let me sleep with them. I'm scared to sleep alone… I can't sleep…"
"Oh, well…" He Jingwen started to say, "Then sleep with me," But caught herself, swallowing the words. Sure, she wanted that big cock, but this was Shen Lijuan's house. If the bed started creaking in the middle of the night, how could she face anyone?
"T-Township Chief He… can I sleep with you? Please?" Long Gen's hesitation didn't escape her notice, and he pressed on, his voice almost pleading. "I'm scared sleeping alone… Let me stay with you, okay?"
'Come on, Township Chief He, I just wanna sleep with you. If you want, I'll… I'll let you touch my little dick, okay?'
His eyes flickered with a sly glint, quickly replaced by a dull, innocent stare. His hulking frame looked oddly childlike, disarming in its awkwardness.
"Touch your… little dick?" He Jingwen's face flushed, her body trembling slightly. 'Little? That thing was a monster—other men would kill themselves out of shame in comparison.'
"Little Long, it's… it's not right for us to sleep together. What if your Aunt finds out?" She said, fighting the heat pooling in her core, clinging to her last shred of reason.
She was a woman with needs, damn it!
"No, please, Township Chief He, I wanna sleep with you…" Long Gen whined, grabbing her arm and shaking it, his strength making her nightgown slip, her full breasts bouncing freely. His eyes locked onto them, practically popping out of his head.
His cock strained against his pants, brushing against her arm like a hot iron rod.
"Ah!" He Jingwen gasped, her eyes darting to the tent in his pants, her resolve softening. Her body leaned closer, almost instinctively…
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