Long Gen woke up early, stretching wide and gulping down two lungfuls of crisp morning air, feeling invigorated. The countryside air was pure, a thousand times better than the smog-choked city. Shaking out his crotch, he grabbed a couple of corn cobs from the house, chomped on them, and swaggered out, his steps bold and square. The women and girls would be heading to the fields soon, and with the anonymous village secretary election looming after the Wei Wenwu mess, he needed a plan to get Aunt Shen Lijuan into the top spot.
But thinking it over, he hit a snag. No money, no real influence, and to everyone else, he was still the village idiot. Would anyone listen to him? Plus, Shen Lijuan was busy tending to He Jingwen, who was laid up in bed after last night's romp.
The thought of He Jingwen made Long Gen grin wickedly. Big-shot township chief or not, she'd been fucked senseless by his massive cock, writhing and moaning like she was on the edge of death. City women had their tricks—her snowy thighs clamped tight, riding his dick like she was shifting gears, her pale, round ass swaying back and forth, grinding hard. Even his iron-hard cock had lasted only forty minutes before unloading. Still, that was enough to leave He Jingwen wrecked.
This morning, before she headed to the fields, she'd walked with her legs splayed, too sore to close them. Her pink pussy lips were swollen red, like spicy sausages. Long Gen figured it'd take her two or three days to walk properly again.
'Pfft, I might not have cash, but I've got my big dick!' He thought, smacking his forehead as a plan took shape. "Fuck it, with this cock knocking, no woman's gonna say no to voting for Aunt!"
Money didn't matter, and being seen as a fool didn't either. As long as his cock was up to the task, those horny women would fall in line. Dare to vote against Shen Lijuan? One thrust, and they'd be begging for mercy.
Heh heh!
"Alright, first stop: Wu Guihua and Chen Xianglian. Gotta make sure they're on board," He muttered, plotting his route. Dodging villagers heading to work, he slipped toward Wu Guihua's place.
With Chen Tianming and Wei Wenwu both out, the road repairs had stalled. The villagers' enthusiasm was low, and without a leader, there was no drive to keep going. Li Sanchou, the new village chief, was eager to prove himself but terrified of ending up like Wei Wenwu. Better to lay low until the new secretary was chosen.
Cluck, cluck, cluck.
Wu Guihua was feeding her chickens, her slim waist twisting, her plump ass swaying in tight pants. Long Gen sneaked up and gave her ass a firm pinch, feeling its springy, meaty bounce.
"Ah!"
Wu Guihua jumped, spinning around, but relaxed when she saw Long Gen. Her full breasts jiggled under her shirt, still bouncing as he grabbed one, making her moan and writhe, her slutty side kicking in.
"Quit acting horny, I don't have time to fuck you today," Long Gen said, pulling his hand back. He had business to handle, and this woman, once she got going, wouldn't let him go for two hours.
"Hmph!" Wu Guihua huffed, pouting, her nose wrinkling. "What do you want then? After another girl?" Her voice dripped with jealousy.
"Jealous, huh? Asshole still sore?" Long Gen smirked, reaching into his pants to adjust his cock. Wu Guihua dodged, giggling mischievously.
At the mention of her "asshole," her sphincter clenched, and she took a step back, eyes wide with fear. That last anal session was intense—fulfilling, sure, but painful as hell. It took two days before she could even shit without wincing, nearly killing her.
"Alright, I'm in a good mood, so I won't fuck your ass today. Stop twitching like a scared rabbit," Long Gen teased. "Besides, your body's not all that. Fuck you, and you'd be too worn out to work for half a day. Rest up, and I'll come for you and your sisters tomorrow."
Wu Guihua sighed in relief. That cock of his was too much—one or two women couldn't handle it alone.
"So… what's the deal?" She asked, wary.
"What's the deal? I got you those two village houses, didn't I? You owe me," Long Gen said, plopping onto a nearby millstone, crossing his legs with a smug grin.
"Pfft," Wu Guihua scoffed. "Wei Wenwu's gone, and it's still not settled. I paid you, and you fucked me. What more do you want?"
Long Gen blinked, surprised at her sharpness. This woman wasn't as dumb as she looked.
"When Aunt becomes village secretary, you think I won't put in a good word for you?" He shot back.
"What? Shen Lijuan as village secretary? Give me a break. A woman running the village? She's lucky to-motif to be women's director," Wu Guihua snorted, turning back to her chickens, her ass swaying. "Village secretary? She's not cut out for it."
Long Gen stood, brushing off his pants. "He Jingwen's a woman, and she's township chief, ain't she?" He headed for the door, tossing over his shoulder, "Think about why He Jingwen stays at our place. There's a reason. Do what you want with that vote."
Wu Guihua froze, frowning. He had a point—He Jingwen was a woman and a township chief. Maybe Shen Lijuan could climb higher too…
The sun climbed higher as Long Gen grabbed some branches, weaving them into a crude hat. His cock swung heavily in his pants as he strolled toward Chen Xianglian's place, deep in the village's outskirts, across a stream and over a hill. Her cornfield was a sorry sight—stunted plants, wilted leaves drooping in the heat.
"Damn, this shitty soil's killing the corn," A voice grumbled from the field. Long Gen perked up—it was Zhao Hongyu, Xiaofang's third aunt, watering the crops. "What am I gonna do? Harvest's gonna be half this year…"
"That bastard brother-in-law promised me the riverside cornfield after Chen Tianming's fall, but nothing's happened. Fucked me for nothing! Fuck!"
Long Gen chuckled. The Li family was a mess—Li Sanchou fucking his brother's wife? If Li Sanzhu, with his hot temper, found out, he'd probably gut Sanchou with a machete.
'Heh, good for her. She's horny as hell—perfect chance for me,' Long Gen thought, grinning wickedly as he slipped into the cornfield.
"Hey, Aunt Hongyu, watering the corn, huh?" He called out, startling her.
"Shit, kid, you scared me!" Zhao Hongyu cursed, relaxing when she saw it was just the village idiot. Everyone knew Long Gen's dick was useless, barely good for pissing. What harm could he do?
"What are you up to, Long Fool?" She asked, pouring water.
Long Gen squatted in front of her, staring shamelessly. The heat had her in a loose tank top, no bra, her massive tits straining the fabric. Her blue cloth pants hung loose, but her thick ass and thighs filled them out, round and inviting. Compared to Wu Guihua or Wang Limei, Zhao Hongyu's skin was darker from field work, her frame leaner, but her breasts stood out—firm and huge, even after kids, no bra needed.
"Just heard you say your brother-in-law fucked you. Thought I'd hear the story," Long Gen said, grinning like an idiot.
"What?"
Zhao Hongyu dropped her water scoop, her jaw falling, eyes wide with horror. "You heard that? Y-You're not stuttering? Your brain…"
Long Gen chewed a blade of grass, smirking. "Aunt Hongyu, you want the whole village knowing you fucked Li Sanchou? Go ahead and yell. I don't care. Wonder what Sanzhu'll do—chop you up first or Sanchou?"
"I…" Zhao Hongyu froze, staring at him like he was a ghost. This wasn't the village idiot—this was a calculating bastard, blackmailing her! Her husband's temper flashed in her mind, and a chill ran down her spine. He'd slap her silly if he found out.
"Little Long, don't… don't tell. I'll buy you candy, okay?" She pleaded, her voice shaking.
Long Gen rolled his eyes. "Still think I'm a dumbass?"
"W-What do you want? Just don't tell Sanzhu!" Her scalp prickled with fear.
"Anything?" Long Gen's eyes glinted, peering down her shirt. Her tits were big, round, but her dark nipples were a slight flaw. Probably a black pussy too, but it'd do.
"Anything!" She said firmly.
"Alright, pants off. I'm fucking you." Long Gen yanked down his pants, revealing a massive, dark cock, coiled like a python in the grass, pulsing with menace.
"Ah!"
Zhao Hongyu stumbled back, collapsing onto her ass, eyes bulging like cowbells. "How… they said you were impotent! Little Long, how's it that big?" She gulped, inching closer, gasping at its size—a fucking rolling pin.
"Wanna fuck or not?" Long Gen snapped, impatient.
"Yes, yes, fuck yes!" She nodded frantically, ripping off her pants.
Long Gen grinned wickedly. His cock's charm was unstoppable—what woman could resist?
"Get on your knees. Bark like a dog."
"What? Bark?"
"Bark!" He roared, thrusting his cock toward her dark pussy lips.
"Ahhh!"
Slap, slap, slap…
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