NTR: My Apartment Complex

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Vivi (4)

After the series of relentless climaxes, Vivi slowly pulled her head away from my phallus. Crawling out from beneath the table, she stood straight up, emerging in a state that completely shed every shred of her usual refined facade.

Her pretty face was splattered with streaks of opaque white semen, sticky along her chin and caught in her damp eyelashes. Her camisole dress was still slipped and pulled down as far as her stomach, fully exposing her massive, full, rounded breasts with their pink, swollen, erect nipples heaving to the rhythm of her hurried breathing. Vivi didn’t bother using her hand to wipe away any of the fluid on her face or chest, simply leaving herself in that brazen, naked, and lewd state as she stepped right out into the light in front of her husband.

Opposite her, Graider—having consumed far too many cups of the drugged wine—had a completely paralyzed mind, his glazed eyes unable to see any details clearly. Only vaguely noticing his wife emerging, he blinked stupidly and asked:

"You... you’re done helping Hugo, my love...?"

Seeing Graider’s pathetic yet immensely smug-looking state, I could no longer hold back, throwing my head back and bursting into a loud laugh that echoed throughout the entire room:

"Ahaha... Vivi is truly amazing! She satisfies me to the point where there’s not a single flaw to pick out."

Hearing that, Graider foolishly chuckled along, entirely missing the dark meaning behind that praise. He waved a hand lazily:

"Haha... that’s great... that’s just great..."

Standing beside the table, Vivi wore a seductive and triumphant smile. Picking up the wine bottle, she skillfully pressed her bare breasts and hot body against the edge of the table, resuming the task of pouring full glasses of wine for both me and Graider, sustaining this decadent atmosphere to the very end.

While Vivi hovered nearby with the wine bottle to keep topping off the glasses, I leisurely raised my hand and slapped a sharp smack against the round, seductive buttocks hidden beneath her lowered dress. That deeply possessive sensation made Vivi startle slightly, letting out a small, provocative moan.

Raising my eyes to look straight at the man sitting blankly at the other end of the table, I spoke with a nonchalant suggestion:

"Graider, do you mind letting Vivi come over to my side to pour the drinks for convenience?"

At this point, Graider’s mind was completely manipulated by alcohol and the drug. Blinking stupidly without a single thought or sensing anything out of the ordinary, he agreed immediately in a slurred voice:

"Of course... Go right ahead, Hugo, servicing our distinguished guest properly is a must for my wife."

I let out a soft chuckle, lifting the wine glass on the table toward him. Graider immediately grabbed his own glass and clinked it hard against mine with hearty enthusiasm:

"Come on, let’s toast to this friendship!"

The moment the sound of the clinking glasses faded, I didn’t hesitate another second. My strong arm suddenly wrapped around her slender waist, using decisive force to jerk and pull Vivi tumbling toward me.

Yielding to the momentum, she tipped backward, landing squarely onto my lap right before the direct witness of her legal husband. I gently pivoted her around, pressing Vivi’s bare, smooth, sweat-slicked back tightly against my chest, forming a brazen and defiant embrace right in broad daylight.

Feeling the dominance and enclosure of my solid body from behind, Vivi glanced back slightly, wearing a deeply lewd and seductive smile. Her slender hand slid downward, grabbing hold of the massive, veiny phallus that remained proudly erect after the recent rounds of ejaculation.

Using her fingers, she skillfully nudged her thin lace panties aside, fully exposing her arousal-leaking vulva to the air. With a proactive and defiant posture, Vivi parted her thighs wide, opening the entrance of her swollen, slippery vulva, and slowly lowered her center of gravity.

My massive phallus slowly glided past the rim of her vulva, parting the tender labia before sinking deep into the warm vaginal cavity. The tight, sucking sensation of the inner flesh embracing every ridge of the shaft made both of us shudder. When Vivi lowered herself fully to sit squarely upon my lap, the terrifying entire length of the shaft was buried deep to the hilt straight into her repeatedly contracting womb, producing wet, lewd sounds right in front of the oblivious husband.

That naked and daring posture unfolded directly within Graider’s field of vision, but to a man entirely lost in delirium and drug-induced haze, everything before him seemed nothing more than a harmless, hazy scene.

Struck deep to the very bottom of her womb by the massive phallus, Vivi threw her head back, resting it straight against my shoulder. The sudden and overwhelming surge of ecstasy rendered her unable to hold back, breaking out into choked, lewd moans that echoed throughout the room, ringing straight into the ears of the husband sitting right opposite:

"So deep...~ughm... ah... feels so good..."

Successive waves of muscle contractions inside her vagina and womb clamped tightly onto the scorching shaft, producing wet, slimy noises with every slight shift of her hips. Vivi’s flushed face and glazed eyes of ecstasy fully laid bare the lewd nature of a woman cuckolding her husband right before his very eyes.

Yet, Graider merely blinked stupidly, the corners of his mouth curving into a goofy, drunken smile, failing entirely to realize those moans were meant for another man holding his wife tight. Holding his wine glass limply, he slurred:

"Ha ha... My wife... seems very enthusiastic about hosting guests... Come on Hugo, keep drinking..."

Overflowing ecstasy had Vivi completely lost in carnal indulgence. Sitting on my lap, she began actively thrusting her hips, continuously raising her backside and slamming it down hard. Every downward drop drove the massive, veiny phallus deep to the hilt straight into her tight womb, rubbing fiercely against the slippery vaginal walls.

Squish... squelch... slurp...

The vulgar mating sounds of colliding flesh and wet, slimy saliva rang out distinctly within the quiet space. Accompanying them were continuous, lingering, lewd moans escaping Vivi’s throat:

"Ah... ahh... deep... too deep... um..."

Hearing his wife moaning continuously right before him, despite his mind being fogged by alcohol and drugs, Graider couldn’t help but pause. His glazed eyes strained to narrow for a clearer view, his goofy expression suddenly revealing a hint of worry:

"Wife... what’s wrong...? What are you moaning about... are you okay?"

Hearing the naive question from the oblivious husband, Vivi had no intention of stopping. On the contrary, she pumped her hips even more forcefully and passionately, slamming her bare breasts up and down right in front of him before glancing back at Graider, flashing a charming smile and panting as she replied:

"I’m fine, darling... um... it’s just... it’s just so deep... It’s reaching... reaching all the way to my womb... ahh..."

Graider blinked blankly, the muddled brain of a drunkard completely incapable of fully processing the obscene meaning behind those words. Simply understanding that his wife was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodding with a goofy grin:

"Ah... is that so... then that’s good... I’m glad you’re serving the guest well..."

While Vivi continuously bounced, self-regulating her pace to swallow the shaft whole, I leaned back against the chair, wrapping both arms around her massive, heavy, heaving breasts. My long fingers squeezed the soft mounds hard, then pinched and twisted aggressively at the swollen, crimson nipples with my fingernails.

The mix of sharp pain and ecstasy made Vivi jerk her head up, her body trembling violently. She slammed her hips even more violently and rapidly, forcing her vaginal walls to grind repeatedly against the massive phallus, gouging deeply into her scorching uterine walls.

Opposite us, Graider sank deep into a state of hazy consciousness induced by alcohol and drugs. No longer caring about the sounds of colliding flesh or the scene before him, he simply picked up the wine bottle lazily to refill his own glass and threw his head back to drain it unconsciously.

The peak of surging pleasure made Vivi lose her grip on reason, frantically thrusting her hips while choking out lewd, breathless moans, directly calling out the name of the man sitting opposite her within her words:

"So good... ahh... Hugo’s dick is so good, hubby... too deep... I’m gonna die..."

Dominated by the stimulating nipple-pinches combined with the fierce, driving rhythm from behind, Vivi completely surrendered her final restraints.

Throwing her head back, sticking her tongue out, her glazed eyes staring blankly at the ceiling while saliva pooled at the corners of her lips, she continuously emitted choked, hoarse, blissful moans.

Watching the woman writhing on my lap, enjoying my phallus right before her legal husband, triumph and desire welled up fiercely inside my chest. Pressing close to her ear, I accompanied my hip thrusts with a husky voice, deliberately articulating every word to ring clearly through the space:

"Vivi’s pussy is amazing... You truly have a wonderful wife, Graider."

Hearing that possessive and provocative remark, Graider—who had been engrossed in pouring his own drink—lazily raised his head, nodding with a goofy smile while remaining entirely oblivious to the brazen mockery unfolding right under his nose.

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