Sun Shuyang, the adulterer [Full Text]

The Hanmin Building, constructed in 1992, has 23 floors.

An Mingyang works at Pushi International Trade Co., Ltd., located on the 14th floor. Although the company has been established for seven or eight years, its development has been slow, and it remains largely inactive. An Mingyang joined the company in May 2006, almost five years ago. He had just graduated from university and found the

job through the local job market. It was at this company that he met his wife, Sun Shuyang. Sun Shuyang is a standout among the many women at Pushi Company—tall, voluptuous, and with delicate features. She is the company's public relations manager and is highly capable. Therefore, when An Mingyang married Sun Shuyang, countless unmarried and married men were envious, which satisfied An Mingyang's small vanity.

When An Mingyang first joined the company, he was mentored by Sun Shuyang. Gradually, feelings developed between them, and after a year of dating, they got married. They've been married for four years now, but the only regret is that Sun Shuyang hasn't conceived, which greatly worries An's parents, who live far away. To avoid putting pressure on his wife, An Mingyang can only suppress his anxiety while outwardly appearing nonchalant. In fact, An Mingyang had already suggested accompanying his wife to the hospital for a checkup, but Sun Shuyang had refused with various excuses. This left An Mingyang very frustrated and helpless.

He didn't understand why his wife wouldn't agree to go to the hospital for a checkup, but he didn't want to force her. He comforted himself, telling himself that things would get better, and the matter was left unresolved.

Aside from his frustration about his wife's inability to conceive, An Mingyang was very satisfied with her. She was thrifty, gentle, and virtuous, especially in matters of sex, where she was completely obedient to him. This allowed An Mingyang to enjoy an unparalleled sexual bliss. He would wake up laughing from his dreams every night, wipe his drool, and go back to sleep.

But fate seems to always play tricks on people. An Mingyang's originally happy and fulfilling life was shattered after witnessing Sun Shuyang's affair.

Here's what happened.

A few days ago, An Mingyang was sent by his company to inspect a batch of imported goods in another city. The company gave him a week. However, An Mingyang felt lonely while away, so he completed the inspection of the goods in five days through his own efforts. Thinking he could go home a couple of days earlier and surprise his wife, An Mingyang, with a heart full of anticipation, even specially selected some local specialties and clothing for his beloved wife before hurriedly boarding a plane home.

The plane landed around four in the afternoon. As soon as he got off the plane, carrying two large suitcases, An Mingyang hailed a taxi and sped home.

An Mingyang lived in a second-rate residential complex. While the facilities weren't great, the security was excellent, offering some reassurance to the residents. An lived on the fifteenth floor. He bought the apartment for the good view; he said, "Living here gives me a sense of superiority."

Soon, An Mingyang arrived at his door. He knew his wife would be home today, as it was her day off.

Standing outside, An Mingyang's expression was strange. Although the door was closed, it couldn't block out the loud music.

"What's going on? She rarely listens to music, and even when she does, it's usually light music." Although puzzled, An Mingyang didn't think much of it.

"Knock, knock, knock," An Mingyang knocked and waited outside.

After a while, no one opened the door. An Mingyang took out his key and opened the door himself. What he did open was shocking.

"Ah... harder... harder... so good... oh..." Familiar moans, "slap... slap... slap," the sounds of flesh colliding, "%￥￥ii#%" noisy music. In the living room, Sun Shuyang's naked body was kneeling and crawling on the large fabric sofa, loudly moaning lewdly, while behind her, a fat man with graying hair and a balding head was thrusting forcefully into her plump, white buttocks. The two were engaged in a fierce battle, completely unaware that An Mingyang had already entered the room and closed the door.

"Daddy... harder... harder... ah... so good... daughter... daughter... is being... fucked... fucked to death... by you!" At this moment, An Mingyang's heart was already broken. He didn't even pull the two bags he was carrying into the house. He just trembled as he closed the door and angrily looked at everything in front of him.

"Ah... ah... good... good daughter... I'm going to... cum... cum... into... your... hole... okay?" Suddenly, the old man's thrusting speed suddenly increased.

"Ah...shoot...shoot it into me...harder...ah...I'm coming...I'm coming...ah..." Sun Shuyang braced one arm against the back of the sofa, kneading her large white breasts with the other hand, while simultaneously thrusting her buttocks backward forcefully.

Seeing the old man's testicles contracting violently, An Mingyang realized he was ejaculating, and his anger suddenly erupted.

"Fuck your mother!" An Mingyang stomped on the old man's buttocks, followed by a barrage of punches raining down on him.

"Ah..." Because An Mingyang's kick landed on the old man's buttocks, the old man's penis, still inserted in Sun Shuyang's cunt, thrust forward to an unprecedented depth, unexpectedly causing Sun Shuyang, who was about to turn away, to ejaculate from pleasure.

"Little An...Little An, don't get excited, don't get excited!" The old man was knocked off Sun Shuyang by the onslaught, rolling on the ground, protecting his genitals while begging for mercy. Sun Shuyang, now fully recovered from her climax, clutched a sofa cushion, her face deathly pale, staring at the enraged An Mingyang, unable to utter a single word.

"Get the hell out of here! I'll fucking fuck your mother!" Hearing the old man's pleas for mercy fueled An Mingyang's fury even more, and he unconsciously increased the force of his blows.

A few minutes later, Sun Shuyang also recovered from her shock. Seeing the old man's movements on the ground gradually subsiding, she began to worry again.

"Mingyang, stop hitting him! If you keep hitting him, he'll die!" Sun Shuyang cried out. She wasn't afraid of hurting the old man; she was afraid An Mingyang would go to jail because of it.

"Slap!" Upon hearing his wife's words, An Mingyang turned around and slapped Sun Shuyang to the ground. Pointing at her bleeding mouth, he angrily cursed, "You slut, why are you so upset now?" Sun Shuyang, clutching her slapped cheek, stared blankly at the furious An Mingyang, tears streaming down her face like a faucet. In her memory, An Mingyang had never spoken a harsh word to her, let alone hit her like this. So, although she knew she had done wrong, she still felt wronged.

Seeing Sun Shuyang's pale, tear-stained face, An Mingyang's initial rage began to subside.

But his clenched fists betrayed his true feelings.

An Mingyang rubbed his face hard, his distorted features finally returning to calm. He turned away from the damned music, went to the kitchen, gulped down a glass of cold water, and then found a chair to sit not far from Sun Shuyang, staring intently at the woman he had always loved.

This old man wasn't actually Sun Shuyang's father; he was the CEO of Sun Shuyang's company and also An Mingyang's boss, named Wang Ye, and sixty-eight years old. An Mingyang immediately recognized him upon seeing the slightly balding head as soon as he entered.

Sun Shuyang's tears had stopped; she was clutching a cushion, trying to cover her private parts. Although the movement was small, An Mingyang saw it all. Unconsciously, An Mingyang felt a surge of anger and blurted out, "Still covering your genitals? You've already been fucked, what the hell are you covering for?" "Waaah...waaah...waaah..." Hearing An Mingyang's curses, Sun Shuyang buried her face in the cushion and cried again.

"Stop fucking crying!" An Mingyang roared.

"Waaah..." Sun Shuyang actually stopped crying after An Mingyang's roar, but the tears in his eyes were a little heartbreaking to see.

"You old bastard, get up! Stop pretending, or I'll stab you to death!" An Mingyang, who was about to be defeated by Sun Shuyang's tears, immediately shifted his gaze and saw Wang Ye lying motionless on the ground. He kicked Wang Ye hard in the inside of his thigh. Wang Ye, who was pretending to be unconscious, clutched his wound and cried out in pain, "Ouch... An... no... listen to me... don't do it, don't do it!" As he spoke, he moved his buttocks backward and groped around for his clothes.

Seeing the old man's actions, An Mingyang suddenly had an idea. He got up and kicked Wang Ye again, "Don't wear it, wear your mother's clothes, just sit here." After saying that, An Mingyang opened the door and carried in the two large suitcases that were still outside. He took out a digital camera from one of the bags.

"Mingyang, what are you doing?" Sun Shuyang asked in a panic and fear when he saw An Mingyang's actions.

An Mingyang ignored Sun Shuyang and started taking pictures with the camera, snapping photos of Wang Ye and then Sun Shuyang.

"Xiao An, don't take pictures, don't take pictures, let's talk this out. I can give you money and promote you. Tell me what you want... don't take pictures..." Wang Ye covered his face and loudly stated his conditions. Sun Shuyang cried even louder, covering his face with a cushion and curling his whole body into a ball.

"Smack!" Another hard kick landed on Wang Ye's body. "Money your mother's ass, you bastard!" After kicking him, An Mingyang looked at the photos in the camera and felt something was missing. After thinking for a moment, he said to Wang Ye, "Go over and hug her." "Huh?" Wang Ye thought he misheard. Before the "huh" was even finished, An Mingyang kicked him in the shin with his leather shoe. Wang Ye gasped in pain. "Didn't you hear me? I told you to fucking hug this bitch." "Mingyang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please don't do this, okay? Hit me, curse me, please don't take pictures, okay? I'm sorry..." Sun Shuyang was really frightened by An Mingyang's actions. She fell off the sofa and sat on the floor, hugging An Mingyang's leg and shaking it back and forth. She didn't care that her naked body was exposed to the air.

"Don't fucking force me to beat you up, get the hell onto the sofa!" An Mingyang roared at Sun Shuyang, then turned to Wang Ye, "Still not moving?" He then made a move to hit him.

"I'll move, I'll move, stop hitting me, stop hitting me!" Seeing that An Mingyang was about to hit him again, Wang Ye immediately crawled towards Sun Shuyang. Seeing that begging An Mingyang was useless, Sun Shuyang got up and tried to run to the bedroom. But An Mingyang grabbed him and threw him onto the sofa.

In this way, An Mingyang made the two of them do several poses, took many photos, and then beat Wang Ye up before sending him away. The poor company boss walked away with bruises all over his body and a limp.

After seeing Wang Ye leave, An Mingyang strolled over to Sun Shuyang, who was still in a daze on the sofa because of the photo incident, unzipped his pants, revealing his already hard and swollen penis. Looking at Sun Shuyang, he said, "Get ready." "Huh?" Sun Shuyang subconsciously hummed in response, but when she turned around, she was startled. Looking at the familiar, large penis in front of her, she was utterly astonished. "Didn't you hear me? I told you to get ready," An Mingyang said again, his voice even colder.

"I'm sorry, Mingyang, it's my fault, please forgive me! Please don't do this, okay?" For some reason, Sun Shuyang felt that An Mingyang's current advances were filled with sadness and despair, so she didn't want it to be like this. She just looked at An Mingyang, tears welling in her eyes, and said.

"Stop talking nonsense." An Mingyang shoved Sun Shuyang aside, then lifted her body and positioned her in a semi-prone position. Sun Shuyang initially struggled a little but quickly stopped; she knew that struggling was futile.

Looking at the familiar, large, white, tender buttocks and the pink, lovely vagina, An Mingyang no longer possessed his former gentleness. Grabbing his penis, he aimed it at Sun Shuyang's vagina and thrust it in forcefully. Upon insertion, he felt the vagina was incredibly lubricated. An Mingyang remembered that Wang Ye had ejaculated inside Sun Shuyang, and his anger flared up again. He then began to thrust violently.

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" An Mingyang brutally fucked the vagina that had just been fucked by someone else, the vagina that should have belonged to him.

Sun Shuyang, however, didn't want An Mingyang to see her lewd side. Although her body was being overwhelmed by waves of pleasure, she bit her lip to keep from crying out, only making "woo-woo" sounds from her nose.

Seeing Sun Shuyang's current behavior and remembering her earlier wantonness, An Mingyang, enraged, raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face, leaving a faint red handprint. "Scream! Why aren't you screaming? Weren't you screaming so much just now?" "Ah..." Sun Shuyang cried out in surprise, followed by a wave of tingling numbness throughout her body. In this state, Sun Shuyang reached orgasm.

"Damn, you really are a... slut, you can even... climax like this." An Mingyang cursed as he fucked her.

"Ah... ah... so good... harder... husband... harder!" At this moment, Sun Shuyang was completely consumed by lust after that slap.

"Slut... I'll fuck you to death... I'll fuck you to death!" An Mingyang frantically thrust his penis, occasionally reaching out to grab Sun Shuyang's swaying, full breasts and vigorously rubbing her nipples.

"Ah... fuck... fuck me to death... husband... fuck me to death... ah... so good... I've never... ever... felt so... good... ah..." Sun Shuyang closed her eyes tightly and gripped the sofa with both hands, looking like she was in ecstasy.

"Squeeze harder... ah... squeeze my nipples... so good... ah... my pussy is... being... fucked... ah husband... so good... so good... ah... fucked to death... dead..." "Damn it, you slut... slut... everyone... fucked you slut... I'll fuck you to death... fuck you to death, you bitch." An Mingyang didn't know what was wrong with him. He only felt that his penis was harder than ever before, and he felt a kind of stimulation that he had never experienced before.

"Yes... I'm a whore... everyone... everyone fucks a whore... ah... harder... husband, harder... ah... fuck me to death... fuck me to death... fuck me until I give you... give you... have a baby... fuck me... ah... so good... ah... husband is so good..." "Ah... faster... almost cum... cum to death you... cum to death you, you... whore... rotten whore..." "cum... cum to death... little whore... ah... so hard... husband, harder... harder... fuck the whore to death... fuck me... ah... I want to... I want to come too... ah... husband is so good... cum... cum... ah... ah... so hot... so hot..." "slap... slap... slap..." After a dozen or so forceful thrusts, An Mingyang's movements gradually slowed down. About a minute later, An Mingyang withdrew his obviously softened penis from Sun Shuyang's vagina. Without even glancing at Sun Shuyang, he walked into the bathroom alone, not even remembering to take his digital camera with him.

"Waaah...waaah...waaah..." Sensing An Mingyang's departure, Sun Shuyang collapsed onto the sofa, sobbing uncontrollably.

In the bathroom... An Mingyang stood before the mirror, his eyes red and swollen, tears silently streaming down his face... (
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