Meanwhile, Aunt Ouyang's beautiful foot slowly shifted, gliding over Zhao Chenyu's bronzed chest and abdominal muscles, reminding me of the National Day holiday when Aunt Ouyang's bare, tender feet tread upon the soft, fine sand of the golden beach under the glow of the setting sun.
Finally, Aunt Ouyang's soft instep gently lifted Zhao Chenyu's thick, slightly hardened member.
I froze in place instantly. The mockery I had just directed at Zhao Chenyu seemed to transform into the irritating buzz of mosquitoes in an instant, swarming around my ears.
My gaze was fixed unwaveringly on Aunt Ouyang's exquisitely beautiful jade-like feet. Her tender, milk-white soles gently gripped Zhao Chenyu's erect member. As Aunt Ouyang's feet moved up and down, stroking rhythmically, Zhao Chenyu's shaft visibly swelled and hardened with blood, pulsating so intensely that even I, watching through the peephole, could see the veins throbbing distinctly.
"Ah... so big..." Aunt Ouyang couldn't help but murmur softly, her feet quickening their pace as they continued to stroke him.
"Lan... Lan, it feels amazing!" Zhao Chenyu gasped, unable to suppress a moan of pleasure.
"Well, you little Yu! Getting comfortable, are you? Maybe I should just castrate you and use that thing of yours to make wine. Hmm, not a bad idea!" Aunt Ouyang used her toes to knead and rub the glans and coronal ridge, while her thumb mixed with the pre-ejaculate fluid oozing from Zhao Chenyu's urethral opening, evenly smearing it over the purple-red glans. This added a dazzling sheen to the already intimidating head.
I watched Aunt Ouyang's remarkably skilled movements in astonishment, wondering where she had learned such techniques. Had Uncle Qin been subjected to this by Aunt Ouyang before?
"Don't! General Lan! Aunt Ouyang! Use anything else, just not mine—it's illegal!" Zhao Chenyu pleaded urgently, but his cock responded with a forceful, throbbing expansion. The rigid shaft and scorching heat transmitted to the tender sole of Aunt Ouyang's foot, allowing her to truly feel the overwhelmingly explosive masculine hormones emanating from this pitiful "little Yu."
"Illegal! So you do know that! Where's the video?" Aunt Ouyang's snow-white feet clamped tightly around Zhao Chenyu's cock, as if binding his very lifeline.
"Ah—it's... on the phone, by the bed..." Zhao Chenyu pointed to the phone on the bedside table. Aunt Ouyang grabbed it and tossed it onto him. He fumbled to unlock it, then, struggling against the sensations below, tapped the screen a few times before handing it back to her.
Aunt Ouyang took the phone and tapped a few times.
"Ahhh... Xiao Yu... sob... Xiao Yu, don't go! Xiao Yu! Lanlan wants you! Wants you to fuck me! Ahhh!"
"Xuanyu, Xuanyu, fuck Lanlan to death... sob... fuck Lanlan to death!"
"Xuanyu! Ah! Lanlan's about to climax! It's coming!"
"Ahhh!"
Aunt Ouyang's unrestrained, tearful moans instantly pierced my ears from the phone, freezing me in place.
When was this...?
Was it... that day?
It dawned on me. That day, after I left Aunt Ouyang's room and fell asleep in the study, she had masturbated out of desire and sorrow. Meanwhile, Zhao Chenyu, for some reason, had crept up to the third floor and recorded Aunt Ouyang pleasuring herself.
And then... he used the video to threaten her? It seemed odd, but for now, that was the only explanation I could think of. I couldn't understand why Aunt Ouyang would react this way, as I had never seen anyone capable of threatening her since childhood.
The sound stopped—likely Aunt Ouyang had closed the video.
"Quite bold, aren't you? You filmed it, fine. You could've just kept it to yourself, but you had to let me know. You little servant, aren't you afraid I'll end you?" Aunt Ouyang's slender legs swayed gently as one foot forcefully clamped onto Zhao Chenyu's face, kneading and tugging at it wantonly.
My gaze fixed on Aunt Ouyang's stunningly beautiful face. Her chin was slightly raised, her eyebrows arched high, her eyes half-lidded and cast downward, flickering with fiery rage. Her lips were tightly clenched in fury, exuding an air of disdain as if she were an enraged queen venting her displeasure.
It was the first time I had seen Aunt Ouyang display such a rich array of expressions in such a short span.
Or perhaps, Zhao Chenyu was the first person who could make Aunt Ouyang's emotions shift as rapidly as flipping through a book.
The Aunt Ouyang before me now filled me with both fear and a sense of unfamiliarity.
Which face is the real Auntie Ouyang?
Or perhaps she only shows me her gentle and kind side? As I stared at this lewd scene, I fell into deep contemplation.
Meanwhile, Zhao Chenyu, pinned under Auntie Ouyang's foot, offered no resistance.
Thud! Auntie Ouyang casually tossed Zhao Chenyu's phone onto the floor as if it were trash.
"Ah—" Zhao Chenyu cried out in distress.
"Tch! If it's broken, I'll buy you a new one. How about ten? Would that be enough for you?" Auntie Ouyang scoffed, stepping on him disdainfully.
"N-no… it's fine. It's just a phone. I just didn't expect you to throw it, hehe." Zhao Chenyu forced a smile as he explained.
"I deleted what was on your phone. Now tell me honestly—did you make any backups?" Auntie Ouyang pressed her delicate foot down harder, forcing Zhao Chenyu's erect cock against his firm abs with a clear threat in her tone.
"N-no… I really wouldn't dare…" Zhao Chenyu's lips trembled as he spoke.
"That's more like it. Originally… if you'd just kept some photos of me on your phone to admire privately, I wouldn't have said anything. It's not like I haven't posted on Douyin or Weibo—I don't even bother reading the perverted comments from those disgusting men. But… this time, you crossed a line. I deleted the video. If I find out you made a backup, I'll really castrate you!" Auntie Ouyang brushed a strand of hair aside, uttering these domineering words with an air of nonchalance. Her foot pressed down again, as if trying to embed Zhao Chenyu's hard cock into his abs.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't. Didn't I tell you everything honestly?" Zhao Chenyu explained.
A line? What line? Telling her honestly?
What on earth is going on? Even after eavesdropping outside the door for so long, I still don't understand the full story.
Why would Auntie Ouyang engage in such intimate acts with Zhao Chenyu?
As I pondered this, I saw Auntie Ouyang pressing down on Zhao Chenyu's shaft with one delicate foot while the soft toes of her other foot rubbed haphazardly against the glans and frenulum. She muttered commands like a coach urging someone on.
"Still not cumming! This disgusting cock still won't cum!"
"Bastard slave! This dog cock still won't cum! Cum already! Cum!"
"Disgusting cock, so hard! Hurry up and cum! All you do is leak precum! Cum! Haha! Cum, cum!"
Auntie Ouyang's two delicate feet clamped around Zhao Chenyu's cock, stroking it up and down rapidly. Zhao Chenyu's scorching-hot shaft and Auntie Ouyang's smooth soles were slick with sticky precum, glistening with a lewd sheen. Her big toes strained apart, wedging into the coronal sulcus as if trying to snap it off, while her pink soles pressed and kneaded Zhao Chenyu's large testicles like playing with water balloons.
Auntie Ouyang's expressions and sounds shifted unpredictably—sometimes fierce curses, sometimes unrestrained, wanton laughter—as if under a spell. She treated Zhao Chenyu's cock like a warm toy, venting her madness upon it. I felt as though I were witnessing a bewitching queen toying with her male concubine.
"Ahhh—ugh!" Zhao Chenyu greedily gulped in cold air, his body trembling uncontrollably as if jolted back to life by an electric shock. He would occasionally arch up shyly, his abdominal muscles rolling like waves, while the firm, powerful muscles on his thighs tensed like tightly drawn bowstrings. It was unclear whether Auntie Ouyang's rough movements were causing him pain or if he was desperately suppressing some primal urge.
"Filthy cock! Filthy cock! Why aren't you cumming yet? Don't hold back! Little Yu! Cum now!" Auntie Ouyang cursed.
"Boss Lan! I'm not holding back! Really!" Zhao Chenyu squeezed out these words between heavy pants.
"Playing dumb! Hmph!" Auntie Ouyang snorted heavily, giving up on trampling Zhao Chenyu's cock. The thick, meaty rod instantly sprang up, swaying slightly a few times before standing straight and tall, pointing toward the sky once more.
"Filthy cock! Filthy cock!"
Seeing Zhao Chenyu's erection stand firm again, Auntie Ouyang couldn't help but give it a few light kicks. But his cock swayed like a flagpole in the wind, wobbling a few times without falling. "Dirty cock! So hard! My toes are exhausted, and you still won't cum! Are you really not holding back?" Auntie Ouyang grumbled angrily.
"Really, I'm not! I..." Zhao Chenyu slightly raised himself to explain.
"Annoying! Go wash up!" Auntie Ouyang swung her jade-like leg, turning over to lie on the bed.
"I... I'll go right away." Zhao Chenyu, swinging his cock, disappeared from sight. Soon after, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.
Auntie Ouyang glanced toward the bathroom, sighed in relief, and turned back over. Lifting her feet, she saw that her ten delicate toes were already sticky and slick. With a few nimble movements, she noticed strings of viscous fluid stretching between her toes, making it seem as though her slender, beautiful feet had been defiled.
"This bastard!" Auntie Ouyang whispered a curse under her breath.
Her jade-like hands slid over the flawless curves of her body, caressing her firm, upturned buttocks, her expression grave as if deep in thought. Then, her hands moved forward, disappearing between her legs.
"Ah—" A suppressed, drawn-out moan escaped Auntie Ouyang's red lips, sending a shiver through my body.
She instantly clamped her mouth shut, nervously glancing toward the bathroom, but her fingers between her tightly clenched thighs moved faster and faster.
"Ahh—" Auntie Ouyang bit her lower lip, but low, muffled groans continued to slip from the corners of her mouth.
"Annoying, ah—" Auntie Ouyang quickly pulled her hand out to look. Her fingers were already coated with slick arousal.
"Bastard! All of you bastards!" Auntie Ouyang's fist slammed fiercely into the pillow, causing the soft cushion to dent before quickly springing back—as if nothing had happened.
Just then, the bathroom door creaked open, and the sound of shuffling footsteps echoed. Zhao Chenyu reappeared in my line of sight, his thick cock swinging from side to side.
"Uh... Boss Lan... hehe," Zhao Chenyu stood awkwardly by the bed, unsure where to place his hands, nervously fidgeting in front of him. His large, thick cock lifted slightly, swaying left and right as if proudly showing off.
Auntie Ouyang gently smoothed her disheveled hair, inadvertently exposing her flushed, dewy face to both my and Zhao Chenyu's gaze—along with the glistening tip of his cock, aimed directly at her.
I swallowed hard, a heavy feeling settling in my gut that something major was about to happen.
"Why has it gone soft?" Auntie Ouyang asked.
"Uh... I... I..." Zhao Chenyu stammered.
"Am I not beautiful?" Auntie Ouyang raised her delicate hand, gently brushing aside the nightgown draped over her legs, revealing her smooth, slender legs in their full glory before Zhao Chenyu's eyes.
"Beautiful... you're absolutely stunning, Chief Lan," Zhao Chenyu replied breathlessly, his words laced with flattery.
"Then why aren't you hard? Hmm? Holding back again? What's there to hold back for?" Auntie Ouyang's rapid-fire questions not only left Zhao Chenyu bewildered but also filled me, peeking from outside, with confusion.
Auntie Ouyang looked Zhao Chenyu up and down, her gaze finally settling on his thick, sturdy member. Whether Zhao Chenyu noticed or not, at that very moment, his shaft gave a distinct twitch.
Auntie Ouyang pursed her lips, continuously running her fingers through her silky hair.
"Little Yu!" Auntie Ouyang called softly.
I thought she was calling for "Xiao Yu," and an "Eh!" nearly burst from my throat.
"Eh! Chief Lan!" Zhao Chenyu replied, bowing his head and bending his waist.
"Have you ever thought about... going to bed with your auntie?" Auntie Ouyang's question instantly petrified me where I stood.
What?! Going to bed?! What is Auntie Ouyang doing?!
"This... this..." Zhao Chenyu stammered, unsure of what to say. But his member, after a few intense twitches, slowly began to rise, growing harder and harder.
"Haha... haha... no need to think about it here. Your naughty little friend has already answered for you." Auntie Ouyang's bell-like laughter echoed in the air, leaving me even more perplexed.
"Heh... heh..." Zhao Chenyu still wore a foolish, dazed expression.
"Hmph! So dumb and clueless!" Auntie Ouyang shot him a glance before continuing, "If Auntie gives you the chance, would you dare?"
Instantly, my brows furrowed, waves of doubt rippling through my heart. What is Auntie Ouyang planning? Is she joking?
Is she testing Zhao Chenyu? If he has any improper thoughts, she'll immediately kick him out and send him packing!
Right?
That must be it, right?
It has to be!
"Uh... I dare! I'll do whatever you say! If you tell me to go east, I won't go west!" Zhao Chenyu hesitated for only half a second in pleasant surprise before eagerly nodding in agreement.
"Haha, not afraid of dying?"
"Being a happy ghost under Chief Lan's skirt would be a blessing," Zhao Chenyu breathed heavily, his fully erect member twitching again as if nodding in agreement.
This kid, so clever at just the right moment.
"Haha! Then... lie down here obediently."
Auntie Ouyang shifted her delicate body further onto the bed, her orchid-like fingertip gently pointing to the spot beside her. The turmoil inside me was indescribable. I didn't know what expression I should wear—shock? Tension? Fear? Anger? Sorrow?
The situation had already spiraled beyond my expectations. My left foot involuntarily took a small step forward, as if lured by some mysterious force, while my right foot subconsciously retreated, as if fleeing from an unknown fear.
And Zhao Chenyu, already tense, lay down on the spot still warm with Auntie Ouyang's body heat.
There, it seemed, her fragrance and warmth still lingered.
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