Power Outage: A Soul-Stirring Experience

The Power Outage That Was Delightful
(Part 1)
A couple had just moved in next door, and I was immediately delighted. I enjoy company, and finally, I had neighbors in my quiet apartment building. I live in a newly built garden community. This is a high-end residential area with an elegant environment, fresh air, and green spaces, flowers, and trees everywhere. Overall, I'm quite satisfied with it. The only downside is that it's far from the city center, and since it's newly built, there aren't many residents yet, and the surrounding amenities aren't fully developed. Fortunately, I'm a bachelor, so I just need to drive to the city center to buy a week's worth of food and daily necessities and bring them home, and I don't have to worry about anything.
Last night, I worked all night, and after only a few hours of dozing off, I heard a commotion outside. I opened the door and saw that a couple had moved into a new apartment across the street. After asking the moving workers, I learned that they were a couple.
Although their new apartment was already renovated, there had been some clanging and hammering noises for the past couple of days. I was exasperated because I have a habit of sleeping in late, and the banging and knocking always started when I was sound asleep. This day, I was still dreaming when suddenly the melodious 'ding-dong…' of the doorbell rang. "Who is it?…" I was slightly annoyed at being woken up, but I had no choice but to get up, get dressed, and open the door. I thought that if it was the property management or some unrelated person, I would definitely give them a hard time.
The door opened, but I didn't yell. A respectable man like me could yell at anyone, but how could I yell at a beautiful woman like her? The woman in front of me was probably about 1.65 meters tall, with an oval face, large, watery eyes beneath willow-leaf eyebrows, and glistening, alluring red lips. To be precise, she was a stunningly beautiful woman in her twenties. Unfortunately, standing next to this charming woman was a rather handsome man, probably around forty years old.
"Hello! My surname is Fang. Am I bothering you? My wife and I just moved in; we live right across from you. We'll be neighbors from now on," the man surnamed Fang introduced himself with a smile, while putting his arm around the beautiful woman beside him.
"Hello! Mr. Fang, you're not bothering me at all. My surname is An, and my name is Andy. If you need any help in the future, just let me know..." I politely extended my right hand and shook hands with Mr. Fang.
"Hello, Mrs. Fang," when it was my turn to shake hands with the young woman, I only lightly touched her palm, deliberately not even looking at her directly. Firstly, because her husband was right next to her, and I didn't want Mr. Fang to see me leering. Secondly, I just wanted to keep this woman in suspense. Beautiful women are always vain; they always want to attract men's attention, especially handsome men.
My friends all say I'm not handsome but have a lot of charisma. I retorted, "A man with charisma is handsome!"
After some small talk, I learned that the man's name was Fang Wenjun and the woman's name was Xia Xiaoyue. They were both from Chongqing. To my surprise, despite their significant age difference, they were newlyweds.
Sure enough, the beautiful Xia Xiaoyue handed me a lovely box of candy, saying she wanted me to share in their newlywed happiness and sweetness.
I quickly thanked her and offered my blessings of happiness and a long and happy life together. However, my gaze only swept across Xia Xiaoyue's face briefly.
Fang Wenjun seemed quite pleased with my attitude; I was observing him, and he seemed to be observing me as well.
Xia Xiaoyue seemed a little sullen; perhaps a sexy beauty like her always attracts attention, and seeing my disdain for her naturally displeased her.
Finally, Fang Wenjun said sincerely, "Brother An, I hardly have any relatives or friends around here. Look, in this building with only two apartments per floor, you and I are the only neighbors. Who knows, I might need your help sometime in the future."
"Oh, Brother Fang, don't be so polite. I work in the computer industry and am often home. If you and your wife need any help, just knock on my door," I readily replied, secretly harboring a wicked thought: I hoped his wife would often bother me.
Fang Wenjun, of course, didn't understand my intentions. After another round of polite exchanges, we returned to our respective rooms.
As they turned to go back to their rooms, I noticed that Xia Xiaoyue had an almost perfect woman's curves. Her pert buttocks remained out of sight until they disappeared from view.
Although Fang Wenjun and I got along somewhat well during our first meeting, Xia Xiaoyue left a much deeper impression on me. I had a feeling that something might happen between me and this sexy beauty.
For the next few days, my interactions with my neighbors, the couple, were uneventful. Fang Wenjun was probably busy with work, so I rarely saw him, while I saw Xia Xiaoyue every day. This beautiful young woman seemed to become even more alluring. Even at home, she would sometimes wear off-the-shoulder short skirts, sometimes tank tops, sometimes low-waisted pants, and sometimes see-through clothing. She dressed almost differently every day, as if expressing a woman's summery desires. But her attitude towards me was lukewarm, leaving me distracted and unable to eat or drink.
One late night, after finishing some programming, it was around 2 a.m. I was just about to wash up and go to bed when I suddenly heard a strange noise outside the door. My heart skipped a beat, and I thought, "Could it be a thief?" But then I thought again, the security in this community is tight; there shouldn't be any thieves. But the noise continued. So I tiptoed cautiously to the door and peered through the peephole. To my astonishment, although the view was blurry, I immediately recognized a man and a woman engaged in their lovemaking. The woman was leaning against the wall near the door, and the man's genitals were pressed against her buttocks. They were both completely naked. The woman was moaning, "Mmm... what if someone sees? Mmm... so good..." Although the sound was muffled, I recognized Xia Xiaoyue's voice. If this was Xia Xiaoyue, then the man must be Fang Wenjun.
I was both excited and anxious. This act of peeping thrilled me, but I was anxious because the angle was bad. Fang Wenjun had his back to me, blocking my view. I could only see Fang Wenjun's buttocks, not Xia Xiaoyue's body.
I never imagined my neighbors would be so adept at seeking thrills. They looked so respectable, yet they were so lewd in private.
A certain part of my body had unknowingly swelled to its limit. I really wanted to open the door and get a good look, but unfortunately, after their frenzy, they went inside. Just before entering, I finally saw Xia Xiaoyue turn around, her full breasts trembling as they flashed past my eyes.
That night, I masturbated twice before finally falling asleep.
The next day, I was woken up by the doorbell; it was already high in the sky.
Opening the door, I saw Fang Wenjun, still half-asleep, dressed casually, and beaming. He loudly greeted me, "Brother An, why are you still sleeping at this hour?"
I thought to myself, "Isn't it all thanks to you two that I'm still in bed this morning?" But I still smiled and said, "I went to bed late last night, but I'm getting ready to get up. Brother Fang, you look so energetic today!"
Fang Wenjun seemed unusually excited today. He patted my shoulder and said, "Brother, I just got back from Beijing, just got off the plane. Oh, I signed a big contract the day before yesterday, I'm so happy! My cousin came to visit me yesterday, we have to celebrate tonight. Brother An, don't go anywhere tonight, just have a couple of drinks with me, how about it?"
"Huh? You just got back? Your cousin?..."
"Yes! I'll introduce you to my cousin tonight, he's much younger than me, haha! Okay, I'm going to take a shower and rest for a while. I didn't sleep much on the plane. Remember to come over for drinks at six tonight!" I
blankly replied, and only when Fang Wenjun turned around did I notice how travel-worn he looked.
(Power Outage and Ecstasy - Part 2)
That evening, as I stepped into Fang Wenjun and his wife's house, I was immediately struck by the true meaning of luxury. Before I could even look around, Fang Wenjun enthusiastically pulled me into the living room. There was another man sitting at the table; Fang Wenjun introduced him as his cousin, Fang Wenbiao. Fang Wenbiao was handsome and dashing, far more so than his cousin. When he stood up to shake my hand, I was surprised to find that his physique was almost identical to Fang Wenjun's. I finally realized that the passionate scene that had unfolded at the door that morning was indeed starring Fang Wenbiao and Xia Xiaoyue.
I lost my appetite, even though my stomach was rumbling. The Xia Xiaoyue I had been thinking about for days turned out to be a philandering woman, which left me feeling a little disappointed, like the woman I loved falling for someone else. A
woman's infidelity isn't usually a big deal, but to have an affair with her husband's cousin was audacious. However, since Xia Xiaoyue was so bold and promiscuous, it seemed I also had a chance. Thinking of this, I grinned, my appetite instantly whetted, and of course, my lust arose as well.
Just as I was about to chat for a while, a sweet voice called out, "Dinner's ready..." Xia Xiaoyue, dressed in a flowing low-cut blouse and short skirt, carried a plate of fragrant dishes into the dining room. She placed the dishes on the table, and as she bent over, the perfect curves of her hips once again outlined the alluring charm of this mature woman. All three of us stood up, swallowing hard. I don't know about the others, but I certainly wasn't drooling over the delicious food.
The various home-style dishes on the table were not only plentiful but also beautifully presented and fragrant; they probably tasted good too. I couldn't help but secretly admire this woman's skill and culinary acumen. She could satisfy both a man's sexual desires and his appetite. Even if she occasionally cheated on me, what more could a husband ask for?
As soon as we sat down, Xia Xiaoyue said sweetly, "Honey, have you washed your hands?" She blinked her big, watery eyes at Fang Wenjun as she spoke, her expression and manner so captivating that he wouldn't refuse even if she asked him to jump off a building.
Fang Wenjun was taken aback, then chuckled, "Why wash my hands? I'm not a child, and my hands aren't dirty..."
Before he could finish, Xia Xiaoyue stood up, gracefully walked to her husband, and pulled him up, saying, "Go, go, go wash your hands..."
Fang Wenjun felt a little embarrassed with me, their guest, so he turned Xia Xiaoyue around, their backs to us, and whispered, "They're not dirty, look..."
"You just touched my 'down there,' have you forgotten?" Xia Xiaoyue's voice was even softer, so soft it seemed only the two of them could hear her.
I was stunned, because my hearing is exceptionally sharp, and I heard Xia Xiaoyue's words perfectly. At that moment, the only question on my mind was whether her 'down there' was very wet.
Recalling how Fang Wenjun had shaken my hand when I first entered, I quickly put down my chopsticks, brought my right hand to my nose, and sniffed it lightly. Damn, I cursed inwardly. My hand indeed smelled strongly of alcohol. But despite my curse, I was reluctant to wash my hands.
"Why did you put down your chopsticks, Andy? Is it because my cooking wasn't good?" Xia Xiaoyue, who had turned around, noticed my movement and walked over to me, asking sweetly.
"No, no, it's not that. Your cooking is so delicious! But seeing that you and Brother Fang haven't sat down yet, how could I eat first?" The presence of this beauty beside me still made me a little distracted.
Xia Xiaoyue giggled, "You're so kind..."
Just then, Fang Wenjun came out after washing his hands. Seeing everyone waiting for him, he shouted, "Come on, come on, let's eat! Xiaoyue, pour some wine for Brother An. We won't stop until we're drunk..."
Xia Xiaoyue nodded and bent down to fill a glass with strong Jiannanchun liquor.
Mianzhu Jiannanchun is a famous Sichuan liquor, known for its rich aroma and mellow, sweet taste. It's one of my favorite baijiu. The great poet Li Bai famously famously "redeemed" himself to drink Jiannanchun, demonstrating its allure.
But even the finest Jiannanchun couldn't compare to the breathtaking beauty before me. Whether intentional or not, as I bent down to pour the wine, Xia Xiaoyue, clad in a low-cut, thin shirt, revealed her a pair of smooth, alabaster breasts. Unfortunately, from my angle, I couldn't see those two alluring nipples, nor could I possibly stand up to look.
A gentle breeze blew
from the dining room's air conditioning, ruffling Xia Xiaoyue's deep chestnut hair. After the breeze subsided, a strange feeling stirred within me. The meal was lively, with everyone chatting and laughing. Xia Xiaoyue, in particular, seemed to be enjoying herself immensely, her eyes sparkling. At some point, Fang Wenjun and his cousin Fang Wenbiao started a drinking contest, each pouring Jiannanchun down their throats. I sighed inwardly at their wasteful consumption. Although Jiannanchun is a fine wine, it's still quite potent. In less than two hours, three bottles of strong Jiannanchun were almost empty. I only drank seven or eight cups before my face was burning and my head was spinning. Xia Xiaoyue, on the other hand, had a flushed face and was incredibly beautiful. As the saying goes, "The more you look at a beauty through drunken eyes, the more intoxicated you become." This was true for me, and even more so for Fang Wenjun and Fang Wenbiao.
Fang Wenjun, his face as red as Guan Yu's, leered at Xia Xiaoyue, slapped his thigh, and stammered, "Uh... wife, come here, sit here. My cousin has a high alcohol tolerance. Let's... let's take him down together. You play rock-paper-scissors with him, whoever loses drinks. Wenbiao, are you brave enough?"
"I've never been afraid of rock-paper-scissors, but... if you lose, you drink it yourself. You can't let your sister-in-law drink it..." Fang Wenbiao's slurred speech was also thick.
“Alright… Brother An, you’ll be the referee… be careful this kid doesn’t get slow and cheat…” Fang Wenjun glared at Fang Wenbiao while tugging at my hand.
At the square dining table, Xia Xiaoyue, sitting on Fang Wenjun’s lap, faced Fang Wenbiao across the table. I was essentially sitting between them, acting as the referee for their rock-paper-scissors game.
Round after round of fistfights, Fang Wenbiao, who had said, ‘I’ve never been afraid of anyone in rock-paper-scissors…’, was losing miserably. After more than ten rounds, Fang Wenbiao had only won once. Perhaps a little embarrassed and angry, he poured the rest of his wine into a glass, declaring he would settle the matter in one go. I looked, and wow! That glass contained at least three ounces of wine.
As the saying goes, there are no cowards at the dinner table. Especially not someone as forthright as Fang Wenjun! He loudly agreed.
The two were a bit tense. I never thought there could be such a tense moment at the dinner table, because after that one glass, whoever it was, would definitely be drunk.
Xia Xiaoyue, however, looked relaxed; she didn't have to drink no matter who lost.
"Rock...paper...scissors..." Xia Xiaoyue and Fang Wenbiao practically screamed as they threw out their hands.
Fang Wenbiao wanted to cry, but Xia Xiaoyue was already giggling. Fang Wenbiao's outstretched hand was aimed directly at Xia Xiaoyue's two taut, delicate fingers.
Her fingers were jade-white and rounded, with bright red dots on her neatly arranged fingernails. I sighed; just those two fingers were enough to make my heart flutter.
After downing a large glass of wine, Fang Wenbiao's already flushed face now looked a deep purplish-red, and he looked like he was about to pass out. Sigh! Actually, I really felt sorry for Fang Wenbiao. When it comes to playing rock-paper-scissors, women seem to be natural-born experts. Fang Wenbiao
was already dazed, while Fang Wenjun and Xia Xiaoyue were overjoyed, high-fiving each other in celebration. And that wasn't enough; Fang Wenjun even kissed her in celebration. Ugh! How cheesy! Can't I just not watch? Just as I was about to turn my face away, a soft cry rang out. I turned to look, and Xia Xiaoyue was also looking at me. Emboldened by the alcohol, I boldly stared at her high, full breasts and pretty face. Sitting on Fang Wenjun's lap, Xia Xiaoyue's flushed face showed a strange expression. Her red lips were tightly bitten, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and her breathing was a little rapid. I was startled and asked, "Sister-in-law, are you feeling unwell? Have you had too much to drink?"
Xia Xiaoyue shook her head without speaking, but her face grew increasingly strange, a half-smile on her lips, her brows furrowed, her slender waist, held by Fang Wenjun, swaying from side to side as if itched all over.
"Sister-in-law, shall I get you a glass of water?" Without waiting for Xia Xiaoyue's agreement, I stood up, intending to pour her a glass of water. But at that moment, my feet wouldn't move. Not that I couldn't walk, but I didn't want to. My eyes fell on something white hanging from a delicate, snow-white foot under the table. I rubbed my drunken eyes and looked again closely. That white thing was clearly a tiny pair of lace panties!
While I was still in a daze, Xia Xiaoyue pleaded softly, "Andy...don't...don't look...okay?" Her breathing grew heavier, her eyes filled with increasing lust, and her body's movements became more pronounced...
I finally understood, and just as I was about to say something, "Snap!"—the power went out.
The power outage was so sudden that I wasn't able to adjust for a moment. It was pitch black all around, so I could only stay put. In the darkness, a hand grabbed my clothes.
It was a soft, delicate little hand…
(The following is a separate section)
I was still wondering why Xia Xiaoyue was holding onto me when I heard her sweet voice: “Andy, don’t go… I’m afraid of the dark…”
Fang Wenjun, unusually excited, immediately chimed in: “Yeah… Andy… Brother Andy, don’t go! We haven’t even had a drink together yet… Uh… It’s so dark, Xiaoyue, go get a candle…” As
my eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and with the moonlight streaming in through the window, I could clearly see Xia Xiaoyue stand up. But I thought to myself, since the couple was doing this, maybe they were just being polite in trying to persuade me to stay. I hesitated for a moment and then said, "Brother Fang, can you still drink? How about we do it another day?"
But to my surprise, Fang Wenjun shouted, "This little bit of alcohol...it won't get me drunk! If I drink any more, Brother An, I'm not bragging, but even if you get drunk 100 times, I still won't...I won't get drunk!"
They say people are prone to bravado when drunk. Xia Xiaoyue had already made me quite aroused, and I was even a little too bold. Hearing Fang Wenjun's disdain, coupled with the alcohol making me impulsive, I chuckled dryly, regardless of whether he was talking nonsense or not, "That's not necessarily true...I'm afraid the one who gets drunk will be your Brother Fang..."
"What? Xiaoyue, open another bottle of wine..." Fang Wenjun was really yelling.
"Come on, but we'll have to change locations. Let's drink at the coffee table in the living room..." Although the alcohol was making my head spin, I still had a hunch. If I got too drunk, I could at least comfortably lie on the coffee table, unlike Fang Wenbiao, who looked like he was about to slip and fall to the floor.
"Okay..." Fang Wenjun blurted out in Sichuan dialect, meaning he agreed.
Three or four candles were lit on the coffee table in the living room. In the dim candlelight, Xia Xiaoyue looked even more beautiful, making my heart race. Normally, admiring a beautiful woman by candlelight would be so romantic! But then Fang Wenjun took off his clothes, swung his arms, and shouted loudly, "Come on, come on... a thousand cups are too few when drinking with a bosom friend!" He poured me a full glass of Jiannanchun liquor while speaking fluent Sichuan dialect.
Looking at the full glass, I gasped, thinking to myself: Damn, is this how you drink with a bosom friend? I bet all your bosom friends are drunkards.
I hesitated for a moment. Then, Xia Xiaoyue asked me sweetly, "Andy, can you still drink? If not, forget it. Wenjun is like that; he can't control himself once he drinks too much..."
How could a man let the woman he likes look down on him? Especially a beauty as charming as Xia Xiaoyue? Even if it were poison in front of me, I would drink it. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt heroic and laughed twice, "Thank you for your concern, sister-in-law. Brother Fang thinks so highly of me and treats me like a confidant, so I should at least drink with him until we're both drunk... right? Brother Fang..."
"Okay..." Fang Wenjun slapped his thigh and blurted out that Sichuan dialect again.
Since I was forced into this situation, I had no choice but to become a bandit. I made up my mind to strike first and at least show some respect for myself: "Come on, let me toast Brother Fang and sister-in-law first..." After saying that, I poured a full glass of Jiannanchun liquor down my throat.
"I'll also toast Brother An... drink..." Fang Wenjun also drank his liquor in one gulp.
My interest was piqued, and feeling the heat, I quickly asked, "Brother and sister-in-law, look, the power's out, it's so hot! I want to take off my shirt..." Before I could finish, Fang Wenjun smirked at me, "Brother, don't be shy, make yourself at home, take it off... take it off..."
Perhaps because I'm often at home, my skin is quite fair, and with the push-ups and other exercises I do regularly, my physique is pretty good. Sure enough, after taking off my shirt, I looked up and saw Xia Xiaoyue sitting next to Fang Wenjun staring intently at my bare torso. In the candlelight, her eyes shone like stars in the night sky.
The beauty's gaze made me incredibly proud, and I raised my glass, challenging Fang Wenjun once again. At that moment, I felt a bit like the dashing Ximen Qing.
But I wasn't Ximen Qing, and Fang Wenjun wasn't Wu Dalang either. In fact, he was practically the legendary tiger-slaying hero Wu Song, who was known for his insatiable thirst for alcohol.
After half a bottle of Jiannanchun, I was already feeling dizzy, but Fang Wenjun seemed to be getting more and more energetic with each drink. I thought to myself: I can't keep going back and forth with him, otherwise, judging from this, even if I drink a few cups, he won't get drunk. Usually, if I get drunk, I'm fine, but I can't get drunk today because I still have a dirty thought in my mind.
I racked my brains for a plan!
"Brother Fang, I heard you signed a big contract?" I started to bait him.
"Yeah, with this contract, your Brother Fang can make a small fortune..." Fang Wenjun's drunken eyes were already slits from laughing, and I guessed it couldn't be a small fortune.
"Hey! It seems Brother Fang is having a lucky streak lately, with boundless wealth and smooth sailing, everything going well for him..." My seductive charm was pouring into Fang Wenjun wave after wave. Fang Wenjun was still stunned, while Xia Xiaoyue giggled, her body shaking, completely unaware that half of her breast was already exposed.
Fang Wenjun also chuckled foolishly, it seemed the seductive charm was working.
Looking at Xia Xiaoyue's barely concealed thin shirt, I swallowed hard and said, "Since Brother Fang is so lucky, how about we play 'rock, paper, scissors' again?
" "Sure..."
"However, since you're so confident, if your sister-in-law helps you too... that would be a bit unfair to me..."
"So what do you want to do...?" Fang Wenjun thought about it and agreed.
"I'm thinking of this: sister-in-law, you play 'rock, paper, scissors' with me. If she loses, I won't let her drink; I'll drink instead... Do you dare..." I used all sorts of reverse psychology and sweet talk. Sigh! It was a bit despicable, but the situation was special, so I had to go against my conscience this once.
"Okay..."
Since she was helping me, Xia Xiaoyue naturally sat on my side. The candlelight didn't make it clear what I was doing, so I naturally moved closer to her back.
A faint fragrance wafted into my heart, mixed with that slightly pungent scent. I quietly touched her soft, round buttocks, but there was no reaction. I pressed my advantage, pressing my entire palm against hers. She still didn't react, and I was secretly delighted.
"Andy...we won again...yes..." I knew I wasn't wrong. Women are masters of rock-paper-scissors, and dealing with a drunkard in a daze is a piece of cake. After several rounds, Xia Xiaoyue won every single time, always winning and never losing. Fang Wenjun even finished the remaining half-bottle of wine by himself. I just couldn't believe she was so excited even though she beat her husband.
Fang Wenjun looked utterly dejected.
As we high-fived in celebration, I took the opportunity to slip my hand under her smooth, delicate back. She trembled slightly, her small hand gently pinching my leg. Because we were so close, almost half of Xia Xiaoyue's buttocks were resting on my thighs. I was shirtless, but her body was still leaning back, my chest almost pressed against her back. In the candlelight, Xia Xiaoyue's legs beneath her short skirt shone alluringly. My rapidly throbbing erection pressed against her buttocks. Even through the thin skirt, I was sure she could feel my passion, and Xia Xiaoyue trembled once more.
Seeing Fang Wenjun's head drooping a bit after eating a couple of bites, I "kindly" suggested, "Brother Fang, why don't you go wash your face... we can continue when you get back. I don't want you to lose too quickly..."
"I... I lose?..." Fang Wenjun stared at me with bloodshot eyes and said, "Fine, wait... wait until I come back from taking a leak, then I'll... I'll deal with you..." He stood up as he spoke, grabbed a candle from the coffee table, and staggered towards the bathroom in the room. I was really afraid he would fall.
"Honey... be careful..." Xia Xiaoyue called out to Fang Wenjun's retreating figure with concern.
One candle was missing from the coffee table, and the light became a little dimmer, but the dim candlelight could not hide the beautiful woman's rosy blush. Xia Xiaoyue turned her head and stared at me, coquettishly saying, "You're so naughty, secretly touching me in front of my husband..."
Looking at Xia Xiaoyue's charmingly hypocritical little face, my desire had already erupted uncontrollably, like lava erupting from a volcano, quickly and violently melting my will. I held her tightly in my arms. She pretended to struggle for a moment, murmuring, "No, no..." before going limp like cotton against my chest.
From her heavy breathing, I accurately located her small mouth. Though her tongue was playful, the sucking motion was so gentle it gave me the illusion that we had once shared a passionate love affair. She
raised her hands, twisting her supple waist, and wrapped them around the back of my head, her high breasts standing proudly in the air. My hands slipped under her ribs, inside her thin shirt, pushed aside her small bra, and grasped the breasts that I had masturbated twice the night before. Her breasts were firm and full; just a touch made her tremble. I released her lips and chuckled softly, "So sensitive..."
Xia Xiaoyue slapped my hands away, saying sweetly, "Let go, my husband's about to come."
"Why did you come out so quickly after just going in? Let me touch you again..." As I fondled Xia Xiaoyue's breasts, I lifted her petite body and placed her on my lap. Suddenly, I felt a wetness on my thighs, and I realized her panties seemed to have been removed. Reaching down, I found the area where her juices flowed was empty. I couldn't help but tease and rub the area with my fingers.
“…Oh…Oh…Andy…No…” Xia Xiaoyue’s limp body suddenly writhed in my arms like a snake. I suddenly had a bold and crazy idea. Taking advantage of the abundant lubrication after Xia Xiaoyue became aroused, I unzipped my pants, took out my already rock-hard penis, and thrust it into her pert buttocks along the muddy cleft. Xia Xiaoyue seemed to sense what I was about to do. She tensed up and turned her head to say to me, “Are you crazy?…”
I smiled and looked at her without saying anything, but one hand was stroking her nipple, and the other hand was gently rubbing her clitoris, which had a strange function. Her breathing was a little erratic, and her eyes were full of pleading but also full of desire.
The sound of flushing water came from the quiet room. Taking advantage of Xia Xiaoyue's flustered glance towards the bathroom, I slightly lifted her buttocks and thrust my large penis into her warm nest. Although it was sudden, Xia Xiaoyue still let out a soul-stirring moan: "...You...you're going to burst...oh..."
I held her waist and slowly penetrated deeper until my entire penis was submerged in her vaginal walls.
Fang Wenjun staggered back with a candle. I felt Xia Xiaoyue trembling violently, and a wet liquid flowed from her private parts.
"Eek! Xiaoyue, why...why are you sitting on Brother An's lap?..." Fang Wenjun asked curiously.
"My sister-in-law is a little dizzy, she asked me to massage her temples..." I quickly answered Fang Wenjun, my hands patting Xia Xiaoyue's head, and then asked, "Sister-in-law, do you feel comfortable?"
"Mmm...very comfortable..." Xia Xiaoyue's answer amused and excited me at the same time...
Fang Wenjun glanced at me, let out a burp, lay down, rested his head on the armrest of the chair, and stretched out his leg, which actually rested on Xia Xiaoyue's thigh. He muttered, "Is it that comfortable? It's so comfortable that I closed my eyes...I'll ask Brother An to massage me another day, oh...my head hurts so much...it hurts so much...it hurts so much..." Before he could finish speaking, Fang Wenjun started snoring.
"...An...Andy, a little harder..." As if she had been suffering for a long time, Xia Xiaoyue let out a long sigh, gently moved Fang Wenjun's leg away, and pleaded with me in a soft voice.
Looking at the sleeping Fang Wenjun, I felt an unprecedented thrill. The thought of having sex with his wife right in front of him, while he acted like I was massaging her, fueled my burning desire. I panted heavily and deliberately asked, "Sister-in-law, where should I apply more pressure? Is it my temples?"
"Andy, stop torturing me. Move faster... not my temples... it's... my pussy..." Xia Xiaoyue pleaded, lifting her hips and bracing herself with her hands on her sides.
Seeing her clumsy movements, I couldn't bear to tease her anymore. I lifted her hips and began thrusting forcefully. Xia Xiaoyue let out another intoxicating moan. Soon, she was moving freely. I freed my hands and unhesitatingly unhooked her bra, roughly kneading her full breasts.
“Don’t grab me… Andy… my husband will see…”
“So what if he sees? Didn’t you deliberately show your breasts to seduce me when you were pouring the wine today? I’m going to strip you naked and fuck you in front of your husband…”
“Mmm… mmm… who told you to ignore me when you first saw me?”
“So you seduced me? To make me suffer?…”
“Yes… yes…”
“I’ll fuck you to death…”
“Mmm… mmm… mmm fuck me hard… I love you. Andy…”
I took off her skirt, stripped her naked, and made her lie naked at her husband’s feet, her pert buttocks sticking up. Then I thrust deeply into her. She swayed her hips and cried out in a daze, “Husband… I’m being fucked… Andy… rape your wife…”
Although she cried out softly, I still heard her clearly. I shivered violently, unable to bear this lewd Xiaoyue any longer. The gushing essence brought me to an unparalleled state of comfort and pleasure.
Xia Xiaoyue seemed to be satisfied with her cries of pleasure.
I regained my senses and hurriedly helped Xia Xiaoyue put on her clothes, but as I was fastening her bra, a voice sounded behind me: "If I don't get a share, I'll shout..."
(The End)

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Power Outage: A Soul-Stirring Experience

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