[The Sound Next Door] (May 8th) Author: Phoenix Courtyard Fragrance

Author: Phoenix Courtyard Fragrance
Word Count: 6876

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Chapter 5

Before interacting with them, my evaluation of them was the same as everyone else's.

The man was a good-for-nothing uncle who was just wasting his life, and the woman was a blind, mentally challenged, shameless bitch.

However, in just one day, what I saw and heard in this room not only refreshed my worldview but also
completely shattered my perception of them.

"Eat more, so you'll have energy later."

At this moment, Mrs. Zhang was smiling at me, enjoying Mr. Zhang's chest massage while constantly putting food on
my plate. Even though I have a big appetite, I couldn't finish what was in my bowl.

We were having dinner now.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang's appetites were surprisingly small. I thought this was a meal for three people, but it turned out to be
mostly for me.

"Why are you staring at my chest? Do you want to touch it too? You little pervert."

Having learned from my previous mistakes, I remained completely unmoved. My mental cultivation automatically activated, and my mind quickly
became peaceful.

"That's not right. If a person never has emotions, wouldn't they become a robot?
With that kind of thinking, you'll never reach the second level."

I took Mrs. Zhang's words as a joke; in fact, given her changeable personality, I couldn't tell what was
true and what was a joke.

I turned my gaze to Mr. Zhang, who was still focused on massaging his breasts.

"She's right."

Although he occasionally told lame jokes, he was mostly reliable, so
I decided to trust him.

"A cup that never holds water, while not needing to worry about overflowing, also cannot know its
true capacity, let alone increase it."

Finally, after they finished, Mrs. Zhang went to the sofa to watch TV with a satisfied look, and Mr. Zhang had time
to explain what he had just said.

"The purpose of this mental technique isn't to keep you calm all the time, but
to keep calm when you need to."

"Then what is the time when you need to keep calm?" "

When the cup is full."

Another strange metaphor… but I roughly understand what it means; it probably refers to the
state when I'm driven by emotions and act involuntarily.

"The second level of the mental cultivation technique is an improvement over the first in that it allows for free control of one's state. You've probably
noticed when the first level is activated, emotions vanish instantly, and the person enters a
state of complete detachment. This is actually problematic."

"Yes, this contrast... it should be considered a kind of stimulation, right?"

"Not only that, Lao Tzu said that the way of heaven is natural, and human self-control actually goes against nature. This
drastic change greatly violates the characteristics of the organism itself and can easily cause permanent damage."

Mr. Zhang paused, then said in a very sorrowful tone, "For example, not being able to get an erection."

Pfft!

That's why I don't like chatting with them!

I originally planned to go back to my place that night, but I couldn't resist Mrs. Zhang's strong urging to stay.

"Isn't it much more comfortable here than your place? There's a big bed, a silk quilt, a jacuzzi, and,
and I can keep you company..."

"No need, I'll sleep on the sofa!"

Actually, I didn't really want to go back to my place either. I felt like I had already stepped into some mysterious
threshold , so staying here was definitely better.

However, there's a problem…

"You two, tonight… uh, you know… are you going to…?"

Faced with Mrs. Zhang's innocent, girlish gaze, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed and could only ask them
indirectly .

"Are you and Mr. Zhang going to… the soundproofing here should be better, right?"

"You mean this?"

Mr. Zhang pressed a button on his phone, and then a very familiar voice came from the speaker next to the TV.

"Ugh… ah… faster… harder…"

Ah…

I see… wait? Wasn't he just telling a lame joke? Could it be that he really… can't perform? Then

Mrs. Zhang wouldn't…

Thinking of this, a somewhat wicked thought suddenly popped into my mind.

No, no! She's a good person who taught me the martial arts for free, how could I be such a shameless person!

"Sure, if you want, you can."

I don't know when, but Mrs. Zhang had moved so close that she was only a dozen centimeters away from me. I
could feel her breath on my face, like an itch on my chest, making my heart flutter.

"Then I'll go to sleep first. Don't stay out too late."

Mr. Zhang said this from the stairs, his voice not loud, but it struck
my heart like a hammer blow.

Was it true? Was it false?

Mrs. Zhang liked to joke with me and loved to act; nothing she did was believable. But Mr. Zhang was
different... No! Sometimes he would cooperate with Mrs. Zhang to do some really outrageous things, like
saying those things at lunch today!

My mind raced, and my expression shifted with jealousy. Of course, none of this escaped Mrs. Zhang's
notice .

"Look how scared you are. Well, I won't tease you anymore. I'll ask you seriously, would you be willing to spend the night with me?"

Chapter Six

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She was so serious, her expression was so serious. If I ignored the unknown glint in her eyes and
the ten-centimeter high heels on her feet, I might have believed her.

"Hmm, I believe you, if you're willing to let me see your body first."

Perhaps it was because Mr. Zhang was gone that I became bolder, and the restless desire in my heart surged up,
making me say those words that I would later deeply regret.

"Okay, sure."

Mrs. Zhang removed her hand from my shoulder, placing one hand on her chest and gently pulling down
the strap of my tank top with the other.

"Um...don't...don't look at me like that...it's so embarrassing..."

"I don't believe it! You teased me so much before, even getting wet in front of us, and you
're shy? I'm more likely to be shy than you!"

An apron should be easy to take off, but Mrs. Zhang's hands kept roaming over my body,
subtly holding the fabric at my chest to prevent it from falling to the ground.

"Fine, I'm going back to sleep."

I made to leave, but Mrs. Zhang was faster than I expected, tackling me to
the ground.

"No!"

It's said there are people who swim incredibly fast, so fast that even their swim trunks
can't keep up !

Mrs. Zhang seems to have reached that level.

Now she was only wearing high heels, and already naked in her apron, she overtook it
as , now directly touching my body.

The contact was a bit tight…

my chest was being pressed against two soft mounds, my waist against two smooth thighs, and before me was a beautiful woman's shy face
. Anyone would react in this situation.

Of course I reacted too.

"Ah, so hot, so big... You seem very happy..."

Of course I was happy! This was the first woman I'd been in close contact with besides my mom and older sister!
And this woman was also very beautiful, had a great figure, and was incredibly skilled; a few casual touches and I
was aroused .

I was ecstatic!

...If only her hand hadn't been pressing down on mine so firmly.

"No, if I let go, you'll definitely push me away. I want to stay with you like this a little longer
. Don't abandon me."

...Heh, whatever makes you happy.

Mrs. Zhang's strength was unexpectedly great; after trying to break free from her unsuccessfully, I gave up resisting.

Anyway, I'd get some benefits, so I might as well enjoy it.

Perhaps my non-violent non-cooperation angered her, because Mrs. Zhang suddenly exerted force with her thigh,
pressing down hard on my penis, almost squeezing the blood out of it.

"You're being naughty. She's already tempted you like this, how can you remain unmoved? Ah! Do
you want to go further? Well… it's not impossible… but you have to keep it a secret from my husband."

She kept acting.

While feeling the sharp pain in my groin, I sneered inwardly. I knew she'd do something to my
reaction , but I didn't expect her to be so drastic! So intense!

"Don't look up, close your eyes."

Mrs. Zhang's gentle voice rang in my ear, like a hypnotist's command, making me subconsciously
obey .

The pressure on my body disappeared.

My penis, which had been half-softened by the pain,
slowly .

"Squeak…" The zipper was unzipped, and deft fingers flipped through my underwear, revealing my
penis—which I thought was decent, but far inferior to a Westerner's—exposed to the air.

"So cute, hee hee."

What are you laughing at! You're Asian too!

I didn't even laugh at your breasts for not being big enough, your ass for not being far enough, or your expression for not being sexy enough, so why are you laughing at my little brother!

I'm a complete newbie with zero experience! Don't you know you should be considerate of newbies?! I...

My rant was interrupted by a surge of intense pleasure.

"Chirp... um... sizzle... mmm..."

Super tight! Super suction! Super lubricated!

A certain tenga advertisement popped into my mind, and then I couldn't think
straight .

Someone once said that when you masturbate, you can specify your favorite toppings, choose a comfortable position,
and add your own imagination to achieve the strongest stimulation.

I think that's just a sad, poor virgin's way of comforting himself.

Speaking of masturbation, most people have probably done it.

My performance is neither good nor bad, around ten minutes.

But this time, under Mrs. Zhang's oral sex onslaught, I only lasted a minute.

"Ha..."

At the moment of ejaculation, I felt as if something was being pulled out, released into the air
along .

Maybe that was my soul.

Chapter Seven

"It tastes really good, and it's quite rich. How long has it been since you made it yourself?"

"...About a month."

"That long! Don't you really want it?"

"...I'm too tired." It's really tiring...

"Ah, that's true, after all, you have to work so many jobs. But things will get better in the future. You won't need
to work anymore, and you won't even need to go to class. You can just stay here."

"...Right." Living is so tiring...

"Yeah, I'll help you release your desires every day. If you practice quickly and satisfy my husband,
maybe he'll allow you to do it with me!"

"...Right." Living is so tiring...

"You seem a little unwell? Then...do this!"

"Ahhhhh!" It hurts so much!

I felt immense pressure on my testicles, and the pain of them about to burst instantly
snapped , and I screamed in pain.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Ahhhhh!"

I rolled on the ground with my legs clamped together, and accidentally got my skin caught in the zipper again, forcing me to stop miserably,
looking at the ceiling with tears in my eyes.

The price was too high…

“Hehe, you’re really funny, I like you so much.”

Mrs. Zhang’s laughter drifted over from afar, like a finger pressing a switch, instantly activating
the mental cultivation mode I’d been practicing all day.

In this cold, emotionless state, I easily unzipped my fur coat,
pulled a tissue from the table to wipe the drool off my penis, and then looked at the culprit who had caused all this.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you would be in so much pain, I’m really, really sorry! How about I do it
again to make up for it?”

“No need.”

I replied stiffly.

"What a joke! I thought I'd gotten the better deal, but I've been dealt such a heavy blow. Not only have I lost, I
'm even going to have to pay three-tenths of the difference!

I'll never trust this woman again!"

Thinking this, I turned my head away, trying to warn her with my icy gaze.

"Hah!"

I... I actually forgot, she... Mrs. Zhang is... completely naked!

The first level of my mental technique, which wasn't even intentionally activated, was instantly broken. My breathing became heavy, and
my face turned even redder.

"You..."

Mrs. Zhang seemed frightened by my expression, hurriedly covering her chest with her hands and bending her legs,
trying to cover her sensitive areas.

Unfortunately, I'm not in an ordinary state now!

I can feel that my brain, which had become ice-cold under the influence of the mental technique, is now
burning hot . However, this blazing emotion doesn't hinder my perception or thinking at all, allowing me to quickly find
the weakness in Mrs. Zhang's posture.

"There's an opening!"

My hand moved with lightning speed, instantly slipping between her seemingly tightly closed thighs,
a finger striking her clitoris.

"Mmm... Ah!"

A seductive moan filled the air, greatly boosting my confidence.

As her thighs slowly parted, my left hand reached out, forcefully spreading her legs apart with both hands, my fingers
pressing lightly on either side of her labia, instantly exposing her paradise.

Through the bright red opening, I could vaguely see the wrinkled cavity inside,
breathing and wriggling like an invertebrate, receiving my breath.

"Ah! Mmm... No!"

We've come this far, if I don't go now, I'll be letting down my ancestors! Besides, your
thighs are clamped so tightly around me, and your hand is on the back of my head, clearly you don't want me to leave.

I slightly moved my neck, adjusting my position to completely cover the opening with my mouth, then stuck out my tongue
and licked it.

"Ah!"

Like a robot, it reacted as soon as a switch was pressed. Every time I licked the opening from bottom
to top with my tongue, Mrs. Zhang would let out a long, blush-inducing moan.

My movements quickened, and her moans kept pace,
rising in , making me wonder if her voice would go hoarse.

But she didn't seem to intend to continue.

An unimaginable force suddenly shot out from behind my head, instantly
freeing .

"Huff... huff..."

Based on my experience of watching countless pornographic films, she had definitely had an orgasm, perhaps not a true
climax , but definitely a small peak.

Using this impact, she briefly regained control of her body, then unleashed a burst of strength to pull me up,
away from that captivating place.

"Almost... really made you... huff..."

Mrs. Zhang's voice lost its previous seductive quality. Her brows were furrowed, her chest heaving
, and she looked at me as if she had seen a sworn enemy, instantly startling me, and my lust slowly subsided
.

"I'm sorry... I'm..."

Mrs. Zhang shook her head, suddenly got up and walked upstairs, but after only two steps she seemed to lose her balance and
fell to the ground.

"Mrs. Zhang! Are you alright!"

Although I was quick enough to pull her up, her forehead still hit the wall and quickly turned red
.

Chapter Eight

She leaned against my leg, her heavy breathing hitting my lower abdomen. If it were any other time, I would definitely
get hard again, but at this moment my heart was full of worry for her, and I couldn't think of that at all.

"I'm sorry... I'll rest, just for a bit..."

I slowly sat down by the wall and put my arms around her.

Looking at Mrs. Zhang with her eyes closed against my chest, for some reason, my heart seemed to be
touched, and the wall that I couldn't break through with all my efforts suddenly cracked a little.

However, I didn't continue to use the second level of my inner power, but instead relaxed my arms, letting her lie on my
lap, which I felt would be more comfortable.

I waited for an unknown amount of time, during which time I kept staring at Mrs. Zhang.

Her face wasn't exactly stunningly beautiful, but her features were exquisite and well-proportioned. Combined with her
theatrical performances when she was awake, this gave her face a variety of charms, which is why she so captivated me.

I think I'm starting to like her.

Although I'm currently holding her, I'm reminded of when my mother held me as a child
.

When she's quiet, she seems to have the ability to calm people down.

What an amazing acting talent.

"Hmm... Ah, thank you."

Mrs. Zhang suddenly opened her eyes, meeting my unwavering gaze. Startled, she quickly sat up,
a suspicious blush creeping onto her face.

"Are you alright? Let me take you home to rest."

I didn't intend to take advantage of her; I just wanted to help her upstairs. But after Mrs. Zhang blinked, she actually
lay back down on my lap, making me feel a little awkward.

"Uh, I don't have much strength in my arms, can you carry me on your back?"

"...Hmm."

A soft voice came from her nose; if we weren't both a little nervous, we
probably wouldn't have heard it.

I helped Mrs. Zhang up, letting her lean against the wall, then quickly turned around and carried her on my
back.

I wasn't used to carrying people, and feeling that she was a little low, I reached back and lifted her up, managing to carry
her with a gasp.

Once upstairs, I realized she wasn't sleeping in the same room as Mr. Zhang. After

finally getting her to her room and putting her on the bed, I was exhausted. After resting for a bit, I opened the door to go downstairs
to sleep on the sofa.

"Don't go..."

I turned around. Mrs. Zhang was sitting on the bed with her head down, so I couldn't see her expression.

"Uh, so I'll sleep on the carpet?"

The room had a thick cashmere carpet on the floor, and the weather wasn't too cold, so I
could make do with whatever I needed for the night.

"...Together..."

"Huh? What?" I didn't quite catch what she said and asked instinctively.

"...The blanket's over there."

Mrs. Zhang's voice was still very soft, but her finger pointed me in the right direction.

I took the blanket from the closet, then grabbed a sheet and spread it on the carpet, quickly took off
my clothes, and lay down.

The changes I'd experienced in this one day exceeded the sum of my previous twenty years. Physically, I wasn't
too tired, but mentally I was exhausted, so I didn't wash up.

I closed my eyes and had only been lying down for less than a minute when I heard rustling sounds beside me, followed
by a slightly cool body leaning against me.

Undoubtedly, there were only two people in the room at that moment, and the person who entered was no stranger to me.

"Mrs. Zhang..."

I said, and as soon as I spoke, she seemed to have found me, rushing over and hugging me tightly.

Feeling her soft, elastic breasts, I couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Unfortunately, I was
quite tired, and her reaction earlier seemed a bit off, so I gently pushed her away and whispered
, "Mrs. Zhang? It's late, let's rest."

There was no reply from the darkness, but she didn't make any further moves either. I assumed she agreed
and lay back down, closing my eyes to continue sleeping.

A hand reached over from the side, aimlessly moving across my face.

"Mrs. Zhang…" I said, a little helplessly, grabbing the hand. Just as I was about to say something,
her lips pressed against mine.

Her body moved in unison, her lips sealing my mouth, while
her hand reached out and pressed against my now-dormant penis.

"Mmm…"

I tried to speak, but Mrs. Zhang's kiss was intense, not only pressing tightly against me but also constantly
swirling her tongue in my mouth.

This aggressive kissing style annoyed me a bit, and I couldn't help but retaliate by pushing her away with my tongue,
simultaneously sending my saliva through the churning motion.

Before today, I had no kissing experience whatsoever, but under Mrs. Zhang's guidance, I seemed to have learned these techniques by
leaps and bounds , interacting intensely with her using only my tongue.

Her hands, which had been gently kneading, turned into vigorous strokes due to the stimulation, and I
, of course, wasn't going to be outdone, reaching out and pressing my hands against her breasts.

Intertwined in the darkness, the distance between us grew shorter and shorter, our bodies, originally covered by the blanket,
gradually exposed to the air, writhing on the floor like mating snakes in the dim moonlight.

My technique wasn't good, one could even say I had no technique at all, but whether it was because we were both aroused
, or because she also preferred this primal and intense stimulation, we ultimately reached
orgasm .

In the endless void after the pleasure faded, I mustered my last bit of strength to pull her into my arms,
hold her , and then lost consciousness and drifted into sleep.

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