The newly moved-in couple

I live in a newly built garden community. It's a high-end residential area with an elegant environment, fresh air, and plenty of greenery, flowers, and trees. 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. Luckily, I'm single, so I just 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, I heard a commotion outside. Opening the door, I saw that a couple had moved into a new apartment across the street. After asking the movers, I learned it was a married couple.
Although their new apartment was already renovated, there's still been some clanging and banging noise these past few days. I'm quite annoyed because I have a habit of sleeping in late, and the clanging and banging always seems to start when I'm sound asleep. That day, I was still sound asleep when the doorbell rang melodiously. "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, and there stood a beautiful woman, 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 man who looked to be around forty years old.
"Hello! My surname is Fang. Am I bothering you? I just moved in and live right across from you. We'll be neighbors from now on," the man surnamed Fang introduced himself with a smile, 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. Please don't hesitate to ask if you need any help in the future..." 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 lightly touched her palm, not even glancing at her directly, because her husband was right there, and I didn't want Mr. Fang to see me leering. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, 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.
Xia Xiaoyue handed me a beautifully packaged candy box, 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. But my gaze kept only sweeping across Xia Xiaoyue's face without lingering.
Xia Xiaoyue seemed a little sullen; perhaps a sexy beauty like her always attracts attention, and seeing my disdain for her naturally made her unhappy.
Finally, Fang Wenjun said sincerely, "Brother An, I have almost no 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, but 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, just as I was about to wash up and prepare for bed, I suddenly heard a strange noise outside the door. 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 having sex. 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 her voice was muffled, I recognized it as Xia Xiaoyue's. 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 of the bad angle. Fang Wenjun had his back to me, blocking my view. I could only see Fang Wenjun's buttocks, but 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, and 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.
The next day, I was woken up by the doorbell; it was already past midnight. Opening the door, I saw Fang Wenjun, still sleepy-eyed, dressed casually, and with a big smile on his face. He loudly said to 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, "I just got back from Beijing, just got off the plane. Oh my, 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, have a couple of drinks with me, okay?"
"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 replied blankly. Only when Fang Wenjun turned around did I notice how travel-worn he looked.
That evening, when I stepped into Fang Wenjun and his wife's house, before I could even look around, Fang Wenjun enthusiastically pulled me into the living room. Another man was sitting in the living room. Fang Wenjun introduced him to me; he was Fang Wenjun's cousin, Fang Wenbiao. Fang Wenbiao was handsome and dashing, much better looking than his cousin. When he stood up to shake my hand, I was surprised to find that his build 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 slut who had cheated on me. This left me feeling a little disappointed, like the woman I liked falling for someone else. However, since Xia Xiaoyue was so bold and promiscuous, it seemed I also had a chance. Thinking this, I grinned, and suddenly my appetite returned, along with my sexual desire.
A sweet voice called out, "Dinner's ready..." Xia Xiaoyue, dressed in a flowing low-cut blouse and short skirt, entered the dining room carrying a plate of fragrant dishes. She placed the dishes on the table, arranging them as she bent over, her perfect hip curves once again highlighting the alluring charm of this mature woman.
The various home-style dishes on the table were not only plentiful but also visually appealing and fragrant; they probably tasted quite good too. I couldn't help but secretly admire this woman's skill and culinary talent; she could satisfy both a man's sexual desires and his appetite. Even if she occasionally cheated, what more could a husband ask for than a wife like her?
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 paused, then chuckled, "Why wash my hands? I'm not a child anymore, 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 away from us and whispered, "They're not dirty, look..."
"You just touched my private parts, 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 perfectly clearly. The only question on my mind at that moment was whether her private parts were 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 definitely smelled of something fishy. 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?" Having such a beautiful woman beside me still made me a little distracted.
Xia Xiaoyue giggled, "You're so polite..."
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 pour a full glass of 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, was flushed and breathtakingly 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 clearly also thick.
"Alright... Brother An, you be the referee... be careful this kid doesn't slow down 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 ensued, and Fang Wenbiao, who had boasted, "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 on edge, and I never expected that I could be so nervous at a drinking party, because after one drink, 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 large hand was aimed directly at Xia Xiaoyue's two taut, delicate fingers.
Her fingers were white and rounded, with bright red dots on her neat 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 bit ruddy, 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 experts.
Fang Wenbiao was already delirious, while Fang Wenjun and Xia Xiaoyue were overjoyed, high-fiving each other in celebration. Not content with that, Fang Wenjun even kissed her in celebration. Ugh! How cheesy! Surely I can just not look? I was about to turn my face away when suddenly 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 drunk too much?"
Xia Xiaoyue shook her head without speaking, but her expression became even stranger, a half-smile on her face, her brows furrowed. Her slender waist, held by Fang Wenjun, swayed from side to side, as if her whole body was itchy.
"Sister-in-law, shall I get you a glass of water?" Without waiting for Xia Xiaoyue's consent, I stood up, preparing 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 caught sight of something white hanging from a delicate, fair foot under the table. I rubbed my drunken eyes and looked again. That white thing was clearly a tiny pair of lace panties! While
I was still in a daze, Xia Xiaoyue pleaded in a low voice, "Andy...don't...don't look...okay?" Her breathing grew heavier, her eyes filled with desire, and her body swayed more and more obviously...
I finally understood. Just as I was about to say something, "Snap!"—the power went out.
The power outage was so sudden that I couldn't adjust for a moment. It was pitch black all around, so I could only stay still. In the darkness, a hand grabbed my clothes.
It was a soft, delicate little hand...
I was still wondering why Xia Xiaoyue was holding my hand when I heard her sweet voice: "Andy, don't go yet... I'm afraid of the dark..."
Fang Wenjun, unusually excited, immediately chimed in: "That's right... Brother An... don't go! I haven't... we haven't clinked glasses yet... uh... it's so dark, Xiaoyue, go get a candle..."
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 they were a couple doing this, maybe it was just a polite way of asking me to stay. I hesitated for a moment and then said, "Brother Fang, can you still drink? Let's do it another day."
Little did I know, my words only made things worse. Hearing me say that, Fang Wenjun shouted, "This little bit of alcohol...it won't get me drunk! Keep drinking, Brother An, I'm not bragging, but even if you get drunk 100 times, I...I won't get drunk!"
They say alcohol makes people boast, and Xia Xiaoyue had already made me quite aroused, almost to the point of being reckless. Hearing Fang Wenjun's disdain, coupled with the alcohol making my head spin, I got excited and, regardless of whether he was talking nonsense or telling the truth, chuckled dryly, "That's not necessarily true...I'm afraid the one who gets drunk will be your Brother Fang..."
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What? Xiaoyue, open another bottle..." Fang Wenjun was really yelling.
"Come on, but we have to change places. Let's drink on the sofa in the living room..." Although I was drunk, I still kept a sliver of caution, in case I got too drunk, I could comfortably lie on the sofa, unlike Fang Wenbiao, who looked like he was going to slip and fall to the ground sooner or later.
"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 is such a romantic thing! 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 in fluent Sichuan dialect.
Looking at the full glass, I gasped, inwardly cursing: "Damn, is this how you drink with a bosom friend? I bet your bosom friends are all drunkards."
I hesitated for a moment, then Xia Xiaoyue asked me sweetly, "Andy, can you still drink?" "If not, then forget it. That's just how Wenjun is; he can't control himself when he's drunk..."
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 as 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've been forced into this situation, I might as well become a bandit. I simply 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, he poured a full glass of Jiannanchun liquor down my throat.
"I'll also toast Brother An... drink..." Fang Wenjun readily downed his drink in one gulp.
My spirits lifted, and feeling hot, 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 all the push-ups and other exercises I do at home, 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 upper body. In the candlelight, her eyes shone like stars in the night sky.
The beautiful woman's gaze filled me with immense pride as I raised my glass, challenging Fang Wenjun once more. At that moment, I felt a bit like the dashing Ximen Qing. But I wasn't Ximen Qing, and Fang Wenjun was certainly not Wu Dalang. In fact, he was more like the legendary tiger-slaying hero Wu Song, who famously drank three bowls before crossing the hill. After
half a bottle of Jiannanchun, I was already feeling dizzy, but Fang Wenjun seemed to be getting more and more energetic. I thought to myself: I can't keep going back and forth with him, otherwise, judging by this, even if I got drunk a thousand times, he wouldn't. Normally, if I got drunk, I'd be fine, but not today, because I still had a wicked thought in my mind. I racked my brains for a plan!
"Brother Fang, I heard you signed a big contract?" I began to bait him.
"Yes, with this contract, your Brother Fang can make a little money..." Fang Wenjun's drunken eyes were already slits with laughter; I figured it couldn't be just a little.
"Hey!" "It seems Brother Fang is having a run of good luck lately, with wealth flowing in from all directions, everything going smoothly and without any setbacks..." My sweet talk kept surging towards Fang Wenjun, who was still stunned. Xia Xiaoyue giggled, her body shaking with laughter, completely unaware that half of her breast was already exposed. Fang Wenjun chuckled along, it seemed the sweet talk was working.
Looking at Xia Xiaoyue's thin shirt, which was barely visible, I swallowed hard and said, "Since Brother Fang is so lucky, how about we play 'rock, paper, scissors' again?
" "Okay..."
"However, since you're so confident, if you add your sister-in-law's help... that would be a bit unfair to me..."
"Then what do you want to do...?" Fang Wenjun thought about it and agreed.
"I want to do this, sister-in-law will play 'rock, paper, scissors' with you, and if she loses, I won't let her drink, I'll drink... Do you dare..." I used all my sweet talk, and sighed! It was a bit despicable, but the situation was special, so I had no choice but to go against my conscience this once.
"Okay..."
Since she was helping me, Xia Xiaoyue naturally sat on my side. The candlelight couldn't make out her hand movements, so I naturally moved closer to her back.
A faint fragrance wafted into my heart, mixed with that slightly pungent scent. My hand 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 was right. Women are experts at rock-paper-scissors, and dealing with a drunkard with a fading senses is a piece of cake. After several rounds, Xia Xiaoyue actually won every time, always coming out ahead. Fang Wenjun even finished the remaining half bottle of wine by himself. I just didn't expect that she could be so excited when she beat her husband.
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, my penis rubbing back and forth in her cleft for a while. Even through the thin skirt, I was sure she could feel my passion, and Xia Xiaoyue trembled again.
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... then we can continue. 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...deal with you all..." He stood up as he spoke, grabbed a candle from the coffee table, and swayed 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 of the candles on the coffee table was missing, making the light a little dimmer, but the dim candlelight couldn't hide the beautiful woman's rosy blush. Xia Xiaoyue turned her head to stare at me, coquettishly saying, "You're so naughty, secretly touching me in front of my husband..."
Looking at Xia Xiaoyue's charmingly feigned cuteness, 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, quickly rolling up her short skirt, caressing her while pressing my body tightly against hers, my erect penis rubbing against her soft buttocks through the thin skirt.
She pretended to struggle for a moment, murmuring, "No, no..." before going limp like cotton in my arms.
I found her small mouth precisely from her heavy breathing. Although her tongue was playful, the sucking motion was so gentle that it gave me the illusion that we had once shared a passionate encounter.
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 sides, inside her thin shirt, and pushed aside her small bra. At the same time, I grasped the beautiful breasts that I had masturbated twice the night before. Her breasts were firm and full, and they trembled as soon as I touched them. I released her lips and chuckled softly, "Very sensitive..."
When my hands gripped her two large breasts again, the feeling was indescribable. I leisurely savored the wonderful touch of her breasts while twisting her nipples with my fingers. The nipples were about the size of peanuts, and I could almost feel the tiny folds on them. Soon, I clearly noticed that her tender and soft nipples began to harden. Xia Xiaoyue slapped my hands and said in a coquettish voice, "Let go quickly, my husband is about to come out."
"Why did you come out so quickly after just going in? Let me touch you some more..." I touched Xia Xiaoyue's two soft breasts while lifting her petite body and placing her on my lap. Suddenly, I felt a wetness on my thighs, and I suddenly remembered that her panties seemed to have been taken off. I gripped the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs tightly, trying to pry her tightly closed thighs apart. I reached out and touched her vulva, gently pinching and kneading it, my fingers exploring and teasing along the tender cleft.
"...Oh...oh...Andy...no..." Xia Xiaoyue's soft body suddenly writhed in my arms like a snake. I suddenly had a bold and crazy idea. Taking advantage of Xia Xiaoyue's arousal and abundant lubrication, driven by lust, I didn't hesitate. I unzipped my pants, pulled out my already rock-hard penis, and pressed it directly against Xia Xiaoyue's buttocks. Facing Xia Xiaoyue's pert buttocks, I thrust forward along her muddy cleft. Xia Xiaoyue seemed to sense what I was about to do; she tensed up, turned her head, and said to me, "Are you crazy?... "
I smiled at her without saying anything, but one hand was caressing her nipples, while the other gently rubbed her clitoris, which possessed a strange function. Her breathing was a little erratic, her eyes filled with pleading yet also with desire.
The sound of the bathroom flushing came from the quiet room. Taking advantage of Xia Xiaoyue's flustered glance towards the bathroom, I slightly lifted her buttocks.
I moved my body back a little, while holding her waist tightly, stabilizing her body, making her buttocks protrude backward. My other hand reached from the front to her vulva, and with the help of my hand, I finally inserted my penis into her warm, narrow vagina.
Although it was sudden, Xia Xiaoyue still let out a soul-stirring moan: "...You...are too much...oh..."
I held her waist and slowly penetrated deeper until my entire penis was submerged in the fleshy walls of her vagina. I gradually increased the intensity of my movements, pulling her back forcefully with one arm around her waist, while the other hand
gripped her full breasts from under her clothes. I thrust my hips forward, forcefully penetrating deep into her body.
Fang Wenjun staggered back, holding a candle. I felt Xia Xiaoyue trembling violently, a wet liquid flowing from her private parts.
"Hey! 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 rummaging around Xia Xiaoyue's head, then asked, "Sister-in-law, do you feel comfortable?"
"Mmm...very comfortable..." Xia Xiaoyue's answer both amused and aroused me.
Fang Wenjun glanced at me, let out a burp, lay down, resting his head on the armrest of the sofa, and stretched out his leg, which surprisingly landed on Xia Xiaoyue's thigh. Muttering, "Is it that comfortable? It's so comfortable I've closed my eyes... I'll ask Brother An to massage me sometime, oh... my head hurts so badly... so badly... so badly..." Before she could finish, Fang Wenjun started snoring.
"...Andy... harder..." As if she'd been suffering for a long time, Xia Xiaoyue let out a long sigh, gently moving Fang Wenjun's feet away, and pleading 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, and him treating me like he was massaging her, made my desire boil over. I panted heavily and deliberately asked, "Sister-in-law, where should I press harder? Is it my temples?"
"Andy, don't torture me. Move faster... not my temples... it's... my pussy..." Xia Xiaoyue pleaded, lifting her feet and using her hands to support herself on either side of her hips, raising her buttocks.
Watching her clumsy movements, I lifted her buttocks and recklessly increased the intensity of my thrusts, pushing my penis as deep as possible into her vagina. I began to pump forcefully, and at the same time, I could clearly feel her vagina contracting in waves, almost clamping down on my penis. I pressed my body tightly against her back, enjoying this unparalleled pleasure.
Xia Xiaoyue let out another soul-stirring moan, and soon she was moving freely. I freed my hands and unhesitatingly unhooked her bra, roughly kneading her full, soft breasts.
"Don't grab... 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..." "
Hmm... hmm... 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 harder...I love you, Andy..."
I took off her skirt, stripped her naked, and made her lie face down at her husband's feet, her pert buttocks raised high. Then I thrust deeply into her. She swayed her hips, moaning wildly, "Husband...I'm being fucked...Andy...raping your wife..."
Although she moaned softly, I heard her clearly. With the spasms of Xia Xiaoyue's vagina, I almost cried out. Pleasure spread throughout my body. After thrusting hard more than ten times, I
groaned , unable to bear this wanton Xiaoyue any longer. My semen gushed out, all of it filling the depths of her vagina. I shivered violently, reaching an unparalleled state of pleasure. Xia Xiaoyue seemed to find satisfaction in her moans.
I regained my senses and hurriedly helped Xia Xiaoyue put on her clothes. But as I fastened her bra, a voice sounded behind me: "If I don't get a share, I'll shout..."

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