NTR: My Apartment Complex

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Vivi: Caught red-handed (3)

Just as I leisurely settled back into my chair, Vivi slowly relaxed her throat muscles beneath the table, gently withdrawing the phallus from her saliva- and slime-filled oral cavity. Raising her tear-rimmed eyes, glistening with a hint of physiological moisture, to look at me, she twitched the corners of her lips into a cunning and provocative smile, whispering in a voice so faint that only the two of us could hear:

"Well then... Is your distinguished guest satisfied with this service...?"

Hearing that question laden with playful innuendo and submission, a flash of excitement danced across my eyes. I didn’t reply with words; I merely smirked coldly, signaling her silently to continue with her task.

Understanding my intent, Vivi didn’t hesitate for a single second. She instantly lowered her head, tightly engulfing the rock-hard glans, resuming her work with her soft lips and skillful tongue to suck and envelop the shaft in a rhythm even more lewd and frenzied than before.

Up above the tabletop, Graider remained completely lost in the wine, unthinkingly picking up food and continuing his unfinished conversation:

"Come on Hugo, have another piece of fish, my wife makes this dish exceptionally well."

I smiled and nodded, lifting my glass to take a sip of the mellow red wine, while beneath the table, his wife continued devotedly serving me to the point of complete oblivion.

The overwhelming surge of excitement caused Vivi to lose a bit of her composure. She accelerated her sucking tempo to its absolute limit, her head bobbing up and down at a dizzying frequency. Swept away by the sheer ecstasy, a momentary lapse in judgment caused the top of her head to knock hard against the wooden frame underneath the table.

Clank!

The hollow sound of impact rang out through the quiet atmosphere of the meal, causing the dining table to vibrate slightly and instantly capturing the attention of the man sitting opposite me.

I started slightly, my expression shifting in a split second, my body instinctively freezing from the fear of exposure. Yet, in stark contrast to my panic, Vivi acted completely nonchalant and daring. Raising her head, she smirked into a playful smile, blinking defiantly as though all the risks were merely a nerve-tingling game.

By this point, the mixture of drugs and intoxication in the wine had deeply permeated Graider’s nervous system, completely robbing him of clear, conscious perception. With heavy fumes of alcohol rising, his eyes glazed over, staring blankly downward beneath the table with a goofy expression as he sluggishly rose from his chair. Graider stumbled closer to where I was sitting, lowering his upper body to investigate what was going on.

What met the miserable husband’s eyes was not some unexpected mishap, but a scene entirely exposed and utterly lewd to the extreme: his own wife kneeling prostrate at a guest’s feet, tightly engulfing a massive, veiny, saliva-drenched phallus in a state of absolute fulfillment.

Yet, the vicious side effects of the drug Vivi had secretly slipped into his drink completely distorted Graider’s perception. Instead of flying into a rage, growing jealous, or becoming indignant, he simply blinked stupidly a few times, slurring his words in a mumble:

"What... what are you doing under Hugo’s table, my love...?"

Vivi slowly released the phallus, a string of opaque white slime stretching from the messy glans and clinging to her swollen lips. Raising her sweat-drenched face, she smiled calmly and answered her husband without a shred of fear:

"I’m just helping Hugo out a little bit, darling."

Hearing that, Graider nodded blankly, his muddled mind completely incapable of processing the wrongness of the act. In a daze, he continued asking:

"Is that so...? Then... then does Hugo feel better now...?"

I myself was initially completely taken aback by this insanely irrational reaction from Graider. Yet, the monstrous twist of the situation ignited an extreme wave of excitement, setting my blood boiling. With moral boundaries completely dissolved, I could no longer hold back, smirking arrogantly as I locked eyes directly with the man being cuckolded right before my very eyes:

"I’m not quite there yet, Vivi needs to help me a bit more. She... serves wonderfully."

Astonishingly, Graider still clutched his wine glass in hand, throwing his head back in a hearty, cheerful laugh as he drunkenly swayed the glass toward me in a display of complete, blind agreement:

"Haha... Of course my wife is wonderful! You’re not wrong, Hugo."

He slapped my shoulder hard, giving me a slurred instruction like a hospitable host:

"Vivi, you’ve got to help Mr. Hugo real well, you hear... After all, he’s our kind neighbor..."

With that, Graider didn’t bother caring about anything else, stumbling back to his seat, nonchalantly picking up his chopsticks to place a large piece of fish into my bowl with an expression full of pride.

Meanwhile, the moment Graider turned away, Vivi burst into a lewd giggle.

She reached out to gently pull down the slipping straps of her camisole, letting them drop entirely to expose her massive, full, milk-white breasts. Without a moment’s hesitation, she pressed those heavy breasts directly against my thighs, using her soft cleavage to clamp tightly around the warm, rigid shaft while pressing the tip of her tongue in continuous circles to dig deep around the sensitive coronal groove.

"Ahhh... Vivi... you truly are my wonderful wife..."

I threw my head back, letting out a choked moan as surging waves of pleasure struck straight at my cerebrum, while right opposite me, the oblivious husband unthinkingly chewed his food and played the gracious host to the family’s distinguished guest.

Vivi seemed to cast away all remaining restraint. She brought her top-tier sucking techniques into full play, turning her warm oral cavity into a literal pleasure machine.

Every single sucking sound rang out distinctly, no longer concealed or suppressed as before. The wet, squelching, obscenely juicy noises echoed crisply within the dining room space, blending with ragged gasps. She rhythmically bobbed her head up and down, her skillful tongue darting in continuous circles around the sensitive coronal groove before suddenly swallowing the entire phallus whole, plunging deep to the hilt straight down her throat.

The fierce, explosive ecstasy made it impossible for me to hold back, my chest heaving as low, husky, hoarse moans involuntarily broke past my lips:

"Hm... ah... feels so damn good..."

Graider had just raised his glass to take a drink when he unexpectedly let out a loud hiccup. Deeply soaked in alcohol, his mind was fogged over, entirely paying no heed to the ambiguous sounds lingering right beneath his feet or my moans just now. Throwing his head back with a laugh, he clinked his glass against empty air and waved his hand, saying:

"Haha... thank you... thank you for the praise! Go on... go on drinking, Hugo!"

Hearing the foolish, oblivious husband casually inviting me to drink right above my head, the mixture of guilt and depraved excitement merged into one, pushing my arousal to its absolute peak. Locking eyes with Graider, the corners of my lips curved into an arrogant smile as I nonchalantly blurted out the teasing remark:

"I love your wife so much, Graider."

Graider blinked foolishly, nodding repeatedly in eager response while remaining completely clueless about the true meaning hidden beneath those words, while down below, Vivi continued frantically plowing my phallus at a dizzying speed.

A storm of pleasure swept across my cerebrum, completely collapsing the final lines of defense of reason. Beneath the table, the flawless combination of skillful sucking techniques, unabashed wet sounds, and the swaggering presence of the oblivious husband above drove my excitement to its ultimate breaking point.

One of my hands rested lightly on the table while the other suddenly plunged beneath the thick tablecloth, finding the full, round breasts pressed against my thighs. My long, strong fingers grasped tightly and pinched aggressively at the pink, swollen nipples underneath. The sharp pain mixed with ecstasy made Vivi jerk, a soft moan getting lost inside the oral cavity currently busy engulfing the shaft.

"Darling... I love you..." Vivi muttered deep within her throat in a choked, worshipping voice.

Looking at the sweat-drenched face and the tear-rimmed, lewd eyes of the woman kneeling at my feet, a fierce surge of emotion welled up. Leaning my upper body slightly forward, my husky voice carrying hurried breaths spilled out fully:

"I love you, Vivi."

The very moment those three words fell, the entire veiny shaft abruptly contracted violently, twitching repeatedly. From deep within the prostate, an immense volume of thick, scorching-hot semen—unprecedented in quantity—was pumped forth in torrents under terrifying pressure.

Due to the overwhelmingly frantic intensity of stimulation, the volume of erupted semen was so vast that Vivi’s oral cavity couldn’t contain it all. The opaque white liquid overflowed, spilling back out through the corners of her lips and gushing outward in streams.

The thick semen splattered across her flushed face, sticking to her eyelashes, tracing down the bridge of her nose, and then spilling down onto her bare, full breasts, coating her smooth skin in a thick layer of white, slimy fluid.

Struck head-on by the massive volume of semen flooding down her throat and splashing back onto her face, Vivi panicked, her eyes widening as her body convulsed in waves of supreme satisfaction. Throwing her head back to welcome the climax, she surrendered herself to being engulfed in a quagmire of decadent and thoroughly depraved bliss.

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