The Enchanting Lies, Chapter 5: Peeping

Shuya was in a particularly good mood these past two days, mainly because the student band she had personally assembled had won the championship in the regional competition. For Shuya, this was a kind of encouragement and honor.
When Zhuowen learned of this, he immediately celebrated with her the next day. After enjoying a sumptuous dinner, they inevitably returned to Zhuowen's place for another passionate and intimate encounter.
Today, Zhuo Wen was going on a date with his friends. After school, Shu Ya, as usual, rode her bicycle home. Just as she locked her bike in front of her house, she saw Mrs. He, who lived on the third floor, walking towards her. Shu Ya politely greeted her, "Mrs. He."
"Miss Xiao, so early today, aren't you on a date with Mr. Chen?"
Shu Ya smiled and shook her head, "He's been very busy with work lately."
Then she added, "Mrs. He, I'm younger than you, so you can just call me Shu Ya from now on."
"Hmm! You're right, that's more intimate. I'll call you Shu Ya from now on, but you should also change how you address me. Just call me by my name, Xiao Jun, okay?"
"That…that might be a bit impolite."
"How could that be? I'm only twenty-four, three years older than you, and we just got married. I'm still not quite used to being called 'Mrs.' From now on, it'll be more natural and intimate to just call each other by our names."
Shu Ya nodded and smiled in agreement.
"I'm just about to go home, Shuya, what about you?"
"I still have to help out at the shop."
Shuya's work hours coincide with the start of the evening dinner rush. Restaurants are usually quite busy, and if she doesn't have a date in the evening, Shuya will proactively go to the restaurant counter to collect money—it's become a habit—until 8 PM when they close. After having dinner with the staff at the restaurant, she goes home with her mother.
"I won't bother you any longer."
Xiaoyun waved to Shuya and headed towards their residence.
After dinner that evening, Shuya and her mother returned home. Her mother had just sat down on the sofa when she suddenly remembered something and said, "I got up late this morning, and the laundry hasn't been hung up yet." She
was about to stand up when Shuya said,
"Mom, the show is about to start, why don't you watch TV? Let me do it."
Shuya picked up the TV remote and turned on the TV for her mother.
"Also, collect the staff's aprons; they need to change tomorrow."
Shuya agreed, went into the bathroom, and put the clothes from the washing machine into a plastic bucket. This old washing machine, lacking a drying function, is over ten years old and larger than the house itself. Shuya has repeatedly suggested to her mother that they replace it with a new one or buy another dryer, but her mother always objects: "Why replace it when it's still usable? A dryer is even more unnecessary. It's a waste not to use the rooftop."
Since her mother says this, Shuya has nothing to say.
Stepping out of the side door of the living room leads to the stairs upstairs, past the second and third floors, and up one more floor to the rooftop. Although there's a wooden door to the rooftop, it's mostly ajar, as the house entrance has an iron gate with a security keypad lock, so there's no fear of outsiders entering.
Aside from Shuya's mother, very few people use the rooftop. He Yong, the resident on the third floor, has a dryer at home and doesn't need to go to the rooftop to dry clothes. Moreover, few people go to the rooftop at night, so there's never been any lighting.
Although there are no lights on the rooftop, the night is exceptionally bright, the moon shining like daylight, illuminating the entire rooftop in a soft, bright glow. Shuya, carrying a large bucket of clothes, ran up three flights of stairs in one go, feeling quite exhausted. Not far from the rooftop entrance was the clothes-drying area. Shuya first put down the plastic bags, not immediately starting work, but instead walked to a wooden couch at the far end and sat down to catch her breath.
This wooden couch was quite large, three feet wide and six feet long, and was where Shuya's father used to take his afternoon naps, covered with a canopy for shade. Since her father's death, this wooden couch had been preserved. Because of the canopy providing shade, it also served as a storage room for the restaurant, containing spare chairs, tables, and other items. Not far from the couch, several large plastic buckets were placed to store drinking water when the government needed to shut down the water supply for maintenance, preventing the restaurant from closing due to water shortages.
In another corner of the rooftop, more than ten potted plants of varying heights grew. These flowers and plants were planted by Shuya's father and were now cared for and watered by her mother.
Shuya sat leisurely on the wooden couch, her hands supporting her back, gazing up at the stars. She recalled how, every Mid-Autumn Festival, the three of them would sit here eating mooncakes, sometimes inviting Zhuowen and Junxian to admire the moon together—a scene of such joy and happiness.
But now that her father was gone, those joyful memories had faded, and she couldn't help but sigh.
Fortunately, besides her mother, she now had Zhuowen by her side, which was enough to comfort her.
As Shuya reminisced, she faintly heard footsteps approaching from afar. Thinking it was her mother, Shuya smiled slightly and turned to look at the entrance to the rooftop. Just as she was about to stand up from the couch, she was surprised to see a man and a woman approaching. Then she heard Xiaoyun's soft voice: "You're really something! If my husband sees you like this, how will you explain it?"
"What's so strange about a cousin visiting his cousin?"
a man's voice followed.
Shuya was startled and instinctively shrank back, hiding behind a large plastic bucket. Her heart pounded, and she didn't understand why she was too afraid to approach them openly and instead chose to hide. She thought, "If they find me like this, wouldn't I be even more embarrassed? Should I go out now? Oh no! That bucket of clothes… will they see it?"
Shuya was filled with worry and fear, unsure of what to do.
Just as she hesitated, she heard Xiaoyun say, "Don't be so hasty. Lock the door first. It would be terrible if they saw us."
Hearing this, Shuya was even more startled, already knowing what was going on. The door slammed shut, and she heard two footsteps slowly approaching. Shuya shrank back again, inwardly cursing herself, "Why didn't I show myself earlier? Now I can't even go out! What… what should I do?"
At this moment, Shuya could only hope they wouldn't find her; it was just too embarrassing.
The wooden couch creaked softly, indicating that the two were sitting on it. Curiosity piqued, Shuya peered through the gap between the two tubs. She saw the two sitting side-by-side, embracing, their lips pressed together in a passionate kiss.
Shuya's heart pounded, and her face flushed. From her vantage point, she could only see a small part of the man's profile, unable to make out his face clearly. Even so, she was certain he was a young man, quite robust, no less than Xiaoyun's husband, He Yong.
The kiss continued, their passion gradually intensifying. The man's hands began to knead and fondle Xiaoyun's breasts, and muffled moans escaped her lips. Her slender waist began to writhe uncontrollably, becoming increasingly alluring and seductive, completely lost in the man's caresses.
As Shuya watched, she thought, "I never expected Mrs. He to do this. She's only been married for less than a year, and she's already doing this behind her husband's back. If Mr. He finds out, I wonder how upset he'll be!"
The man's greedy and insatiable hand gripped Xiaoyun's beautiful breasts tightly. Even through her clothes, one could still feel the lewd and unrestrained aura.
Hidden behind the tub, Shu Ya didn't dare breathe, holding her breath and watching the two passionately kissing and caressing each other. The sight stirred memories of her own intimate moments with Zhuo Wen; she too had been just like them, completely absorbed in receiving from her lover.
"Wife, shall I undress you?"
the man's impatient voice suddenly rang out, and Xiao Yun gave a soft "Mmm." Hearing this, Shu Ya quickly looked away, unable to bear watching any longer. But in her heart, she thought, "Could it be...could it be that they want to...want to do that? Strange, Mrs. He called him 'cousin' earlier, clearly they're cousins, so why...why would he call Mrs. He 'wife'?"
In the still of the night, a rustling sound of clothes being removed reached Shu Ya's ears, followed by the rattling of metal buttons. Shuya immediately understood, her blood boiling and her face flushed red. "That...that man even took off his pants?"
"Cousin...Cousin! Mmm...I want you to lick me."
Xiaojun called out coquettishly.
"Little darling, call me your sweet husband."
"No, you just love to bully me. Come on, sweet husband, lick Xiaojun..."
"I'm already so wet, look, my mouth and face are covered in your water."
Shuya was astonished as she listened. She never expected that the usually refined and beautiful Mrs. He would become so wanton. She wondered, "I wonder if that man, like Zhuo Wen, has already buried his head in Mrs. He's?"
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but peek through the crack. Upon seeing it, she covered her mouth with her hand and immediately looked away. Her heart almost jumped out of her mouth.
"Oh my god... I was so scared!"
Shuya's beautiful eyes widened, and she exclaimed inwardly. If she hadn't seen it
with her own eyes, she would not have believed what she had just witnessed: "How could Mrs. He do such a thing? She actually spread her legs wide and straddled the man's head, and... and even used her hands to spread her... that..." Shuya, who was always reserved and shy, had never imagined such a lewd position. She thought again, "Mrs. He didn't even realize she had such a great figure when she was dressed!"
"Husband, you're making me so excited. Ah! Insert...insert it in, insert your fingers. So...so comfortable, go deeper..."
Xiaoyun tried her best to lower her voice, as if afraid of being heard: "I'm...I'm going to die, husband, you're so strong, I love you to death..."
"Is it especially exciting to have an affair with another man behind your husband's back?"
"Mmm! I can't take it anymore, lick harder..."
Xiaoyun's tearful voice kept coming over: "You...you also said that if you hadn't insisted on going to study abroad, I...I would have been your wife long ago..."
"Yes...it was my fault, now I can only do my best to make up for it, are you satisfied?"
"No, if it weren't for you, why would I have to secretly do it with you, and think about you every day, even when I'm with my husband, my mind is full of you, you bastard, I really hate you."
Shuya heard this and thought, "No way, she thinks about other men when she's having sex with her husband? If Mrs. He didn't like Mr. He, why did she marry him?" It
was simply beyond her comprehension.
"I'm afraid half of you're thinking about me, and the other half..."
the man chuckled softly, "is thinking about this big thing of mine down there, right?"
Suddenly, a "smack" was heard; it turned out Xiaoyun had slapped him. "Stop being so conceited. Ah Yong's stamina might not be as good as yours, but when it comes to that thing, it's not much worse than yours."
"So, my wife just likes big, thick, long dicks. I heard that before you met Ah Yong, you dated a foreigner. Was his thing as good as mine?"
"You... how do you know about that?"
Xiaoyun seemed a little surprised.
"You don't need to pay attention. If you don't want people to know, don't do it in the first place. Just answer me."
"That's right, so what?"
Xiaoyun retorted angrily, "He's not only thicker than you, but also longer. Every time we do it, he fills me up completely, and his semen is plentiful and hot, making me feel incredibly good. Are you satisfied now?"
"You little slut, so you really like big things. Watch how I deal with you."
Suddenly, the wooden bed creaked, followed by Xiaoyun's giggles.
Shuya listened to the two laughing and joking, and couldn't help but peek again. She saw that the man had Xiaoyun pinned down, and Xiaoyun was writhing and straining. From Shuya's angle, she could only see the two's four thighs and buttocks, which shone brightly in the bright moonlight.
"I'm not playing with you anymore. Honey, I want it, can you put it in?"
"It's not that easy for you. You've already had your fun, now it's my turn."
"You're just torturing me! I'm telling you first, you're not allowed to thrust in too hard, I can't handle this monster."
"Don't you like this monster of mine?"
Saying that, he got up, rolled off the wooden bed, and stood beside the bed with a thick, long penis erect, saying, "Come on, lick it properly."
Shu Ya stared at the thing between his legs, her mouth agape, and she covered her mouth and gasped, "His...his...how can it be so big, much bigger than Zhuo Wen's? How can a woman's small hole possibly withstand it?"
The thing in front of her was more than sixteen or seventeen centimeters long and incredibly thick. She usually liked to read women's magazines, and the articles mentioned that men's sizes varied, but she still couldn't imagine it being so exaggerated. Seeing it with her own eyes this time, she realized how big the difference was. Shuya shifted her gaze to the man's face and couldn't help but secretly admire him. Judging by his age, he was around twenty-five or twenty-six, definitely no more than thirty. Not only was he strong and tall, but he was also very handsome, with a layer of stubble under his chin, rugged yet dashing. He was extremely good-looking.
At this moment, Xiaoyun had already sat up on the wooden couch, stretched out her slender hand, and held the huge thing in her hand, slowly stroking it back and forth: "It's so hard, no wonder it felt so good just now..."
After speaking, she moved her grip on the penis slightly to the side, then buried her head in it, opened her small mouth, and immediately took one of the testicles into her mouth, sucking it carefully.
"Wow! That feels amazing..."
the man said in a rough voice: "My wife's mouth is really something. Ah Yong is so lucky to have married a little devil like you."
"Now that I'm doing it for you, you're lucky too, aren't you?"
Xiaoyun spat out the testicles, looked up and gave him a smile.
Although Shu Ya had played with Zhuo Wenhan's penis, she had never licked it. Seeing how much Xiao Jun enjoyed it earlier, she thought it must feel good, and judging from the man's expression, he seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit! A lustful thought unconsciously began to gather.
She saw Xiao Jun cup the glans in her palm, rubbing it and licking the shaft. She didn't know how many times she did this before finally taking the large, round glans into her mouth, her cheeks puffing out as she began to swallow and spit it out with abandon. The man held Xiao Jun's head in his hands, slowly thrusting in and out in rhythm.
Shu Ya opened her beautiful eyes wide and saw Xiao Jun's lips closed, letting the penis enter and exit her mouth. Watching this wanton and lewd scene, she couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. Deep down, she felt a strange, wet, and itchy sensation, forcing her to forcefully close her legs, but she still couldn't suppress the fire in her heart.
The man's glans was truly terrifying—large, thick, and angular. Xiaojun had to open her mouth as wide as possible to take the enormous thing in, while her delicate hands still firmly gripped the shaft, busily stroking it for him.
"Your mouth is so tight and warm, it's wonderful..."
The man gently patted Xiaojun: "Wife, move aside, come on top of me."
Xiaojun smiled, shifted her body, and let him lie flat on his back on the wooden bed.
A massive object shot upwards, head held high, making Shuya dizzy and her soul tremble. She thought to herself, "Such a gigantic thing, if it were inserted inside me, I wonder what it would be like? It would probably burst. Mrs. He and I are about the same size, how could she withstand it?"
Before she could finish her thought, Xiaoyun straddled the man, lying on his chest, and reached back to encircle his penis with her fingers, guiding the glans towards her vulva: "Husband, I'm coming." As
soon as she finished speaking, she slowly lowered herself, and the entire glans immediately plunged in, a clear, forceful sound of water being pressed against her.
The point of their union was directly in front of Shuya behind the tub, and in the soft moonlight, every detail was clearly visible, making Shuya's mouth dry and her desire uncontrollable. The enormous penis slowly entered the woman's vagina, stretching her opening until it was almost completely open. Even after only half of it was inside, Xiaoyun moaned, "It feels so good inside! Oh! It's...it's hitting the spot, hitting my G-spot..."
"I love how shallow and tight my wife is, sucking my big cock until it feels amazing. Lift your ass up, let me fuck you hard a few times."
Xiaoyun obediently raised her buttocks, and the enormous penis thrust in and out rapidly. In just over ten thrusts, Xiaoyun was wet and moaning incessantly.
"So...so good, I'm about to die from your fucking...husband, my dearest husband..."
"How does it feel? I'm much better than Ayong, right?"
The man grabbed her buttocks and thrust rapidly.
"You're so much better than him, down there... down there is getting more and more beautiful, I'm about to lose it... I want to... lose it to you, ah! My flower feels like it's melting... how can it be so wonderful, husband, are you comfortable? If I could let you do it every day, Xiaoyun would really... really die without regrets!"
Although Shuya didn't quite understand why Xiaoyun would say such things in front of a man other than her husband, she felt an indescribable excitement upon hearing it. The desire in her body rose rapidly, and her whole body became hot. She couldn't help but reach under her short skirt and touch her crotch, only to find it was soaked. However, the emptiness made it difficult for her to stop, and she touched it even harder.
"Ah! My God, Xiaoyun is about to lose it, please don't... don't stop, I'm about to come..."
Shuya was an experienced woman and naturally understood what Xiaoyun meant. She thought to herself, "No, I can't look anymore, if I keep looking, I'll definitely end up like Mrs. He, about to... about to lose it!" She
quickly looked away and covered her ears with her hands, her heart still pounding.
Even so, the lewd whispers of the two still occasionally reached Shuya's ears. She didn't know how much time had passed, nor how many positions they had changed, but Shuya noticed they had finally quieted down. Curious, she peered closer and saw the two lying on top of each other, embracing, clearly finished.
Shuya cursed inwardly, "Since they're done, why aren't they leaving? It's driving me crazy!"
After a moment of quiet silence, the man shifted his body slightly. "This environment is truly different," he said, "much more wonderful than doing it in bed."
As he spoke, he got off the wooden couch, picked up his trousers from the floor, and put them on.
"If you hadn't suddenly come to me, I wouldn't be here giving myself to you."
"You're always so hypocritical. You clearly like it here, but you just won't admit it. Just look at your wanton behavior tonight. Honestly, you're getting more and more lewd."
"You shameless thing, it's all because of you. You love to steal other people's wives, and you like their lewdness, so I just went along with it. Now you're criticizing me."
"I still can't figure you out. Don't you like A-Yong at all? I find it hard to believe,
otherwise why would you have married him?" "It's not that I don't like him. Since you went abroad to study, A-Yong has been incredibly caring towards me, much better than you, you bastard. To be honest, I gave up on you a long time ago. If you hadn't come back and kept pestering me, I wouldn't have paid any attention to you."
"Since you love your husband and are willing to sleep with me, it proves you have feelings for me, right?"
"Don't give me that. I sleep with you because I'm naturally lewd and I like your big dick."
Xiao-Yun gave a playful smile.
"She really is a woman who says one thing and means another."
The man shook his head and smiled. "Or rather, in a woman's subconscious, there's a strange tendency to cheat. She finds it particularly exciting and stimulating to have sex with men other than her lover or husband, right?"
"I can't deny that. Actually, it's the same for both men and women. Life is only a few decades long. If you only stay with one wife or husband for a lifetime, it will become boring and tasteless after a while. Isn't that a bit unfair to yourself?" "
I finally understand. No wonder there are so many male escort services."
After the two finished dressing, Xiaoyun wrapped her arm around the man's arm and walked towards the rooftop entrance. "So, what I did with you wasn't entirely because I liked you. It was just that we each had our own needs. Hurry up and leave before my husband comes back. It'll be troublesome if he sees us."
The voices gradually faded away. Shuya still didn't dare to make a move. After a while, when she heard no more sounds, she came out from behind the plastic bucket, patted her chest, and hurriedly hung up the clothes.
That night, Shuya lay in bed, tossing and turning all night, her mind filled with the man's face and his enormous, naturally endowed member. She kept imagining what it would feel like to have it inside her. These erotic thoughts kept her awake all night.

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