I remembered a neighbor who lived across the street.
Was someone spying? Not only was Suki being taken so lewdly by another man, but now she was being ogled too!
Or had they spied on Kenji with her like this before?!
The intense position and stifling heat left both Kenji and Suki drenched in sweat.
Kenji slowed, pulling his shaft from her dripping slit. "Phew, So good, Come on, Let's play with your other hole…"
Suki was nearly delirious, fluids streaming from her raised mound, soaking her stomach and the sofa. Her eyes still half-glazed, Kenji pressed his shaft against her rear, slowly pushing in.
"Ah! You, Not there, No! …" Suki cried, struggling, but Kenji pinned her ankles behind her neck with one hand and pressed her snowy hips with the other.
"Relax, it's not like we haven't done this before," Kenji grinned, satisfied as his thick head pushed inside.
"It hurts, You, Stop!"
Suki struggled fiercely, but with her legs pinned, she was helpless, watching as Kenji inch by inch buried his entire shaft in her tender rear.
I was beyond stunned. Not only had her slit been used for a year, but her rear had been taken by Kenji too?!
I was furious!
But seeing her violated like this only heightened my twisted excitement.
I didn't know if I was more enraged or aroused, watching his massive shaft invade her rear, stroking myself even harder.
"God, It hurts so much, Please, Ah! Stop…" Her tender flesh around her rear flipped in and out with his thrusts, causing her to scream in pain.
"Oh, So tight, Ugh, Your rear is something else, Dry and tight, Feels amazing," Kenji said, slapping her hip, leaving a red mark. "Ugh, Your boyfriend, Such a loser, Ugh, Barely been with you, Ugh, Never touched your rear, huh? Heh heh." He sped up his thrusts in her rear, while his right hand's two fingers plunged into her wet slit, digging aggressively.
His fingers in her slit and shaft in her rear worked her body simultaneously, overwhelming her. She writhed, her pinned legs flailing helplessly.
Her eyes shut tight, tears squeezed from the corners, she moaned uncontrollably. "Ah, Ah! Stop, Ahhh! It hurts, Ahh!" Meanwhile, Kenji kept slapping her hips, shouting, "Feels good, huh?! Suki…"
It didn't take long for her to climax again. Her legs, pinned behind her neck, tensed suddenly, her ten pearl-like toes curling tightly. Her snowy body convulsed, fluids gushing from her slit, spraying along Kenji's fingers, soaking his forearm and chest.
Kenji laughed, "Heh, you came, huh? Now it's my turn to feel good…"
He pulled out, stood, and slowly re-entered her dazed slit. Then, lifting her again, he walked toward me.
What was happening?!
"Hey! …What are you doing? That's Hana's room," Suki said weakly, clinging to him.
"Hmph! That used to be my room. I wanna relive the feeling!"
Oh no!
What now? I scanned the dark room, no place to hide.
The bed was just a mattress on the floor, the dresser had open drawers, and the closet had barely any clothes and no door.
Jump out the window?
No time!
The only option was under the large desk, flanked by drawers. In the dark, no one should see me.
I scrambled underneath, heart pounding.
At the same time, I heard the door open and held my breath.
Light from the living room spilled in. Kenji said, "Hmm, looks about the same as before… Back then, I was with you here every day. So good. If I hadn't been an idiot, I'd never have left you…"
"You thug, stop talking about that. I don't want to see you again…" Suki's delicate voice replied.
Kenji didn't turn on the light, walking straight into the room. I exhaled silently, hiding in the desk's shadow, praying not to be seen.
From under the desk, I could clearly see Kenji's tall, lanky legs.
Looking up, I saw Suki's jade-like legs draped over him, her tender feet swaying, and her snowy, full hips.
Her once-pristine flesh was now red with handprints, marked with bruises and nail scratches.
It broke my heart.
Her freshly taken rear was red and swollen, glistening with fluids, while a massive shaft was buried in her delicate slit.
Kenji suddenly moved toward the desk. I froze, wondering if I should bolt before being spotted, using the darkness to escape.
Before I could act, he plopped into the chair in front of the desk, Suki's back leaning against it.
Their joined bodies were right in front of me. I'd never been this close to another man's erection, and it made me nauseous.
Kenji's legs were spread wide because of Suki, and if he closed them, they'd touch me.
I stayed motionless, staring ahead.
His erection looked like something from a porn film, veiny and throbbing.
The only difference was that this one wasn't in some actress, it was deep in my girlfriend's slit.
I'd fantasized about being with Suki in a mirrored room, watching her tiny, pink slit stretched by a thick shaft, dripping with fluids.
Now I was seeing it, but it was someone else's shaft inside her.
"Alright, my body's yours now. Just like old times, make it happen," Kenji said with a wicked grin.
"Don't do this in someone else's room, what if we make a mess…" Suki's voice, a mix of grievance and reluctance, came from above me.
"Damn! Hurry up, I've got plenty of time. You don't want to be at this all night, do you?" Kenji barked impatiently.
*Slap!*
He struck her hip hard, right in front of me. Suki's snowy flesh quivered, a fresh handprint blooming on her skin.
"Just this once… After this, don't come looking for me… I've paid back whatever I owed…" she said, half-sobbing.
"Stop saying boring stuff. Talk about the old days," Kenji demanded.
Suki didn't respond. She bent her knees into an M-shape, her feet bracing against the chair's edges, and began slowly twisting her hips, moving up and down. Her snowy thighs opened and closed, her slit sliding over his thick shaft.
Right before my eyes, I watched, heartbroken, as my girlfriend actively moved with another man, unable to make a sound.
Her full, sensual hips swayed tantalizingly, so close they nearly brushed my nose.
In the living room's light, I saw her tiny, pink lips stretched wide, a massive shaft sliding in and out. With each piston-like motion, her lips scraped along its surface, oozing slick, sticky fluids, accompanied by wet "squelch, squelch" sounds.
My heart twisted in pain.
"Oh, Oh… So good, Suki, I trained you well, Ah, So perfect, Ugh, Your breasts are amazing, So delicious…" Kenji leered, his shaft, right under the desk, thrusting in and out of her enticing slit with her movements.
I was repulsed and furious, yet I couldn't tear my eyes away.
Watching that shaft slowly pull halfway out of her slit, then plunge back in fully, I cursed my luck.
How did I end up in this messed-up situation?!
Though Suki was unwilling, the motion was starting to affect her. Her movements grew smoother, shedding their initial stiffness, becoming more seductive. Her strokes grew bolder, letting his shaft plunge deep into her core, her throat emitting soft "Ah… Ahh…" moans, as if craving each thrust.
"That's it… Ugh, So good," Kenji said, his hand reaching under the desk, grabbing her snowy hip right in front of my face, kneading it. "This is how we used to do it… Ah, Like this, we could go all night… We were so in love…"
"Ah, Ah, But later, Ah! …I realized… You're a bastard…" Suki's body rocked, shaking the desk with each motion.
"Heh, maybe I am a bastard! A bastard who loves being with you!" Kenji said, grabbing both sides of her hips. His thigh and arm muscles tensed, and he began aggressively thrusting into her.
"Ah! Ahh! Ah! Ahh, Ah! Ah…" Suki moaned unrestrainedly, clutching the desk's edge. Her slender, pale fingers gripped tightly, enduring the impact inside her.
"Ah, So good! So tight! Your body's so tender, Ah! Take you all night…" Kenji, seated in the chair, gripped her hips tightly, pounding my girlfriend ferociously. After hundreds of thrusts, his movements grew fiercer. Suki clung to the desk, her thighs opening and closing, matching his rhythm.
His massive, fluid-slick shaft nearly pulled out entirely before its 20 centimeters slammed back into her slit.
Her signature perfume, mixed with her body's warmth and scent, enveloped me, but it was tainted with sweat, the fishy tang of her fluids, and the stench of semen.
Normally, this scent drove me wild during our intimate moments. Now, it still did, making me ache with arousal.
But it wasn't me pounding her slit with a massive shaft.
"Ah! Ahh, Ah! Ah, Ahhh, Ah…" Suki's seductive moans filled the air. Below the desk, Kenji's sack swung heavily, slapping her hips with low "thud, thud" sounds. Right before me, his shaft plunged in wildly, fluids squirting out with "squelch, squelch" noises, splattering my face.
This depraved scene left me parched. Though jealousy and rage burned like fire, it was more vivid than any porn, more lascivious than my own experiences.
My erection throbbed painfully, but I didn't dare move.
Their movements grew more intense, their combined "Ah! Ugh!" cries growing louder.
A few times, Kenji's legs and Suki's hips brushed against me, sending jolts of panic through me, but they were too engrossed to notice.
"Ah! Ahh, Ah, Ahh, Ah! Ah, Ahhh, Ah…" Suki's body convulsed, her hands leaving the desk to cling tightly to Kenji. Her legs slipped from the chair, trembling in the air, toes curled tightly.
She spread her thighs wide, pressing her core against his crotch, desperate for his shaft to plunge deeper.
Kenji stopped thrusting, gripping her ankles and pulling them back, as if to pierce through her, his shaft buried deep inside.
They climaxed together!
Thick, foul semen flooded her slit, and with each pulse of her climax, her fluids pushed the semen out from their joined seam.
Centimeters from my nose, her slit was red and swollen, Kenji's shaft twitching inside, spurting load after load.
Waves of fluids and semen gushed from the gap between her slit and his shaft…
My mind went blank, my erection aching unbearably.
I didn't register what happened next.
It seemed Kenji's phone rang, and he hurriedly carried Suki out of the room.
Outside, he said, "Damn! Right when I'm having fun! My girlfriend's messing things up again. Hey, Suki, come to Pinewood Town with me. Once I'm there, I'll dump the other woman!"
"You… you… just go… Don't bother me again…" Suki sounded angry but weak.
"Heh, this Friday was awesome. I'm out, Suki. Call me if you miss me!"
While Suki showered, I slipped away.
Back home, gripping my burning erection, fueled by hatred and jealousy, I replayed everything I'd seen, stroking myself before passing out.
The next day, it felt like a dream. At noon, Suki called, saying she wanted to come over.
When I saw her at the door, she was as stunning as ever, fair, elastic skin, graceful waist, long legs, every move radiating elegance and youth.
Her radiant, smiling face seemed to glow, and aside from slightly puffy eyes, I almost doubted last night happened.
Though I'd watched her being violated, I knew I still loved her.
From her conversation with Kenji, I could tell she loved me too.
Though I didn't understand why she let her ex be with her, I was certain Kenji had coerced her.
Lost in thought in the living room, she suddenly kissed me.
Like always, we quickly stripped. Staring at her pristine, pink slit, last night's scenes flooded back, igniting a fire in me. I wanted her more urgently than ever.
I scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom.
After minimal foreplay, despite her protests, I thrust in hard.
Her slit was so tight, unbelievable, considering how brutally she'd been taken last night. It was still taut and elastic.
Holding her, savoring her soft, snowy skin, the sensation was exquisite. I pounded her slit aggressively, her pained expression both beautiful and captivating.
Thinking of Kenji ravaging her, I was electrified, moving harder than ever.
The previous night's scenes were so intense that, recalling them while thrusting, I came quickly.
I lay on the bed, thinking about yesterday but unable to speak, unwilling to.
Suki nestled against my chest like a little bird, easing my pain and filling me with joy.
"You have to treat me well from now on," she said softly…