“Auntie He, let’s go to the balcony. I want you again.” Yang Haoran’s hardened shaft was nestled between He Muchen’s buttocks, rubbing against her crevice. The scorching heat of his meat rod made her acutely aware of the young man’sθ¬ε欲ζ (swelling desire).
“Let’s just do it here. Someone might see us on the balcony.”
“Auntie He, the balcony is more exciting. Let’s try it.”
“No, no… how about the bedroom instead?” The mere thought of the shameful scenario of potentially being seen while having sex on the balcony was something He Muchen couldn’t accept.
Yang Haoran kneaded her tender nipples, stoking her desire, while simultaneously tempting and pleading, “Auntie He, the thrill lies in the possibility of being discovered at any moment. You’ll be so tense, so sensitive then, and it will feel incredibly good when I fuck you. I want us to have a deeply memorable experience.”
“Even someday in the future, just seeing a balcony might make us recall this day’s madness and passion, and remember this moment. Auntie He, let’s create an unforgettable memory together, alright?”
Hearing him speak to this extent, He Muchen knew it would be difficult to refuse. After hesitating for a few seconds, she agreed to this outrageous proposal.
The two of them, completely naked, walked out onto the fifth-floor balcony, bathed in sunlight. A gentle breeze brushed past them. He Muchen’s face was flushed with embarrassment, her beautiful eyes nervously scanning the surroundings of the balcony, terrified of being discovered. Her gaze drifted down to the street below, where she could faintly make out the figures of pedestrians. If any of them were to look up, they might vaguely see a woman with a voluptuous, naked body.
“Haoran, there are people down below. Maybe we should just forget about this?” He Muchen’s voice trembled as she spoke, filled with instant regret. She really shouldn’t have agreed to this young man’s absurd idea. It was thrilling, but also utterly terrifying.
Seeing Auntie He shrink back in fear, her beautiful face pale with panic, filled Yang Haoran with a deep sense of satisfaction. He comforted her, “Auntie He, just put your hands on the balcony ledge, stick your butt out, and crouch down a little. Even if people downstairs look up, they won’t see you. We’re on the fifth floor, after all.”
Although He Muchen found his reasoning somewhat sound, she couldn’t shake the unknown fear. Looking at Yang Haoran, her voice tinged with pleading, she said, “Haoran, let Auntie go to the bedroom with you. I’ll do whatever you want, I’ll cooperate however you wish.”
Yang Haoran loved seeing his woman in this submissive state before him. He Muchen’s pleas not only failed to evoke his pity but instead fueled his desire. He put on a stern face but spoke in a soft tone, “Be good, you slutty wife. Listen to me.”
This condescending, child-like tone filled He Muchen with shame. Yet, combined with his stern expression and her own panicked state, it also instilled a sense of fear in her. Half-pushed, half-coaxed by Yang Haoran, she tremblingly placed her hands on the balcony ledge, nervously looking around.
“Smack!”
“Slutty wife, stick your butt out.”
Yang Haoran slapped Auntie He’s plump, fleshy buttock, forcing He Muchen to temporarily suppress her fear. She bent over, lowering her smooth back, face down, and raised herε±θ‘ (buttocks) high towards Yang Haoran behind her.
He Muchen’s pert, enormous buttocks were tightly encased in black stockings, like two massive round discs forming a tempting peach shape. The ripe, full flesh of her buttocks appeared even plumper in this ‘bitch’ position, stretching the sheer black stockings nearly to their limit. An overwhelming sense of fleshiness assaulted the senses; just the sight of it filled one with intense desire.
Following the curve of her buttocks down, her two sexy, black-stockinged legs glistened with a sleek sheen. Seven-centimeter silver high heels adorned her elegant, stockinged feet, making her stunning body appear even more sexually alluring. Every part of her exuded a lewd, ripe fleshiness, enticing a large cock to come and violate her plump, juicy, ‘abalone’ honeyedη©΄ (cunt)!
The enticing view of Auntie He in this doggy-style position made Yang Haoran’s blood boil. Her long, black-stockinged legs trembled nervously. The massive, peach-like, black-stockinged, fleshy buttocks were presented to his view in a lewd posture, as if inviting him in.
Once He Muchen assumed the position, she urged nervously, “Haoran, hurry up and put it in…” She pinned her hopes on ending this absurd and shameful scene as quickly as possible.
After speaking, He Muchen actively and lewdly shook her black-stockinged, fleshy buttocks, tempting the young man behind her to fuck her.
Yang Haoran could see Auntie He’s impatience. Burning with desire himself, he guided his thick, long, scorching hot meat rod. Just as the tipζε ₯ (inserted) half the glans into Auntie He’s plump, wet, slutty cunt, he felt its incredible tightness and sensitivity. The hand resting on her black-stockinged, fleshy buttock could clearly feel the tension in her skin.
“Auntie He, say you’re a slut and beg me to fuck you,” Yang Haoran said, suppressing the impulse to thrust in fully.
He Muchen’s face flushed crimson, silently cursing this young man’s shamelessness. However, the risk of exposure pushed her towards a decision. Trembling, she uttered extremely shameful, lewd words: “Ha… Haoran… Auntie… is a slut… please… fuck Auntie’s… slutty cunt…”
With a “squelch” sound.
Yang Haoran thrust forward violently, driving his extremely hard, large cock deep into her lewd, ripe, fleshy cunt.
He Muchen was jolted forward, stumbling. Her plump, stocking-clad, slutty legs also tensed up.
“Auntie He, your cunt is so wet, so tight!” Yang Haoran continued toεΊζΏ (stimulate) Auntie He with dirty talk, feeling the tight, fleshy, juicyθη©΄ (meat cave), its soft, warm, inner walls like a tight hot spring enveloping his large cock, waves of pleasure washing over him.
“Slutty wife, with such a bigε±θ‘ (butt), you’re倩η (born) to be a贱货 (lowly goods) for men to fuck.”
After this humiliating remark, Yang Haoran placed both hands on the sides of He Muchen’s plump, black-stockinged, fleshy buttocks, took a deep breath, firmly gripped Auntie He’s tender, large buttocks, and began thrusting his sturdy waist repeatedly, performing fierce, short, rapid pistoning motions, entering and exiting her fleshy cave as swiftly as lightning.
“Smack… smackβ¦β¦β¦ smackβ¦ smackβ¦β¦”
In no time, two fleshy labia could be seen being fucked, rapidly folding and unfolding. The thick meat rod, like a ferocious giant python, slid in and out of the dripping wet meat cave with ease. Drops of shameful honeyed juices were thrust out, dripping onto the ground and splashing into countless lewd droplets! “Ah… ah… Haoran… big cock husband… fuck Auntie… fuck Auntie this slut to death…”
Being fucked so vigorously by the large cock, He Muchen’s anxiousεΏη (psyche) was quickly overwhelmed by intense pleasure. She soon experienced the thrill Yang Haoran had spoken of. Powerful shame, mixed with the ever-present fear of potential discovery, flooded her heart like a raging tide. Her beautiful eyes widened; this never-before-felt stimulation heightened her desire, making her unable to suppress moans of being fucked.