Chapter 102: Late Night Laundry

Arc 17: Late Night Laundry

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Warning:

This arc contains the cheating/netor@re (NTR), questionable consent, inc3st, and extremely explicit bed scenes.

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At night, the rumbling drum of a washing machine sounded in the laundry area. A man in his prime was lying on his stomach, in front of the washing machine, as his member flopped along with the younger man’s thrusting behind him.

The sound of the washing machine rolling drowned out the older man’s pants and cries.

His umber shaft was erect and congested with blood, its tip flinging off pre-cvm onto the washing machine panel. The transparent lid of the washing machine was still churning with various colors of laundry.

The man came to wash his wife’s clothes. He took out his wife’s bra, lace panties, and silk camisole sleepwear from the laundry basket. He put them all in one of the washing machines in the community laundry area.

He had been out for half an hour. Just now, his wife called to ask him how he still did not come back. When his wife came to the phone, he was being fvcked by a man from behind, panting and downing in pleasure. His body was so overstimulated that he couldn’t even utter any response to his wife at all.

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“Ltb, ow!…”

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“Twpcyde, obu yald’v usw kxxlekyvlzu—yb…”

“Ew!… Ty, Ekql…”

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“Ew—dtb…”

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 “Ha…”

“Husband, what’s wrong with you …?” A worried voice came from the other end of the phone. The middle-aged man hurriedly held the device and signaled the young man to be a little lighter. Naturally, he didn’t listen to him — allowing him to hold the phone by himself and freeing up one of his arms to raise his other thigh.

“Ugh!…”

The young man pulled up his legs and held his stout bvttocks with his large hands. His arms tensed and lifted him up onto the operating washing machine.

“Uh—wuwu… Ha, ah! It’s too much… Johan,(pronounced as [Yohan].) don’t do this…”

A strong vibration came from the washing machine that was working under his a$s. The quivering mixed fluids slapped out a sticky sound under his a$s. With a mischievous smile on his lips, Johan looked down and sucked one of his chest’s tan n!pples. This caused the married man to cry out loud. “Wu…”

The older man held his mouth close from producing any more shameful sounds. He felt like his body had been implanted with a massive love egg; the vibrations caused his scalp to numb and his moans to become intermittent.

“Hus— Husband, what’s happening to you…?”

His wife’s anxious voice came from the speaker.

Clothed in a T-shirt and jeans, the young man in front of him intently gazed into the married man’s blurry eyes. He spread his legs wider, took his bvtt cheeks further apart, swung his waist, and pushed his shaft deeper.

The intense oscillation underneath them caused heightened stimulation to both of them. One felt like he was inserted with a gigantic vibrating egg, while the other seemed to be contained in an airplane cup with its gear turned on to the maximum.

 “Oh, ah, ah… Johan, lighter, gentler… Anna will hear you…”

 “Can’t you hear it…?”

While banging his back hole, he took out his own mobile phone, opened an app, and played a video for the man to watch.

 On the screen, his own wife, Anna, was riding a hunk. Her big white t!ts shook, and she screamed as another man thrust his rod into her hole.

The man appeared dumbfounded. Johan closed the video, grasped his waist, and hammered cruelly.

“Ah—….”

With a seductive voice unique to a man, the older man in his thirties moaned and blushed as he was fvcked.

“Wu, oh, oh…”

“Baby, you’re awesome….”

 Johan, holding the older man’s thighs, enjoyably inserted his d!ck into the constricting and vibrating flesh cave. Their sticky fluids mixed in the junction of their genitals. The man’s chrysanthemum bloomed and deeply swallowed Johan’s tremendous stem, his body trembling in satisfaction.

His umber pen!s was already excreting lots of white turbidities that were running down the column of his shaft. It winded through his sacs and fell on his crotch’s pubic hair.

His body was painted in a titillating crimson hue. He clung to Johan’s neck. Moreover, the powerful washing machine that continued to operate beneath him rendered his mind blank.

His prostate was frequently hit and ground, making his fleshy hole occasionally firmly contract. The man in his prime wrapped his arm around Johan’s neck and seemed to be on the verge of shooting out.

“Does it feel good, Baby?”

Johan smirked and lowered his head to kiss the man’s unable-to-close lips, giving him a wet kiss.

“Wu, oh, oh, oh, oh… Ah, oh, oh, oh… Ha, oh, oh…”

Stimulated by the drumming washing machine that was working at maximum speed under his a$s, his moans were in a fragmented, quivering mess. His shirt man could not answer the young man in front of him. He couldn’t answer the younger man’s question.

His own intestinal juices and lubricants dripped from his a$s, onto the edge of the washing machine. More gushed out as the man thrust deeper and ground his insides more brutally.

His a$shole spasmed and strangled the man’s colossal phallus, gushing out more sticky, slippery juices that slowly meandered in several trails along the washing machine’s side and mixed with the traces that had just been flung onto the clear panel of the washing machine. The men’s bodily fluids and intestinal juices weaved a decadent song in the dark night.

“No, it’s not… Wu… Quick… Back up a little, it’s a bit too deep…”

Half an hour later, Anna called again. At this time, the married man had already been carried by Johan to the opposite wall to nail. Finally, he also noticed the faint sound of squelching intercourse of flesh slapping against flesh from the other end of the phone, along with his wife’s suppressed gasps.

Hanging up the phone, he took the initiative to circle his legs around Johan’s waist, hug him close, kiss his Adam’s apple, and engage in a passionate kiss. Johan’s saliva entered his mouth, and his own saliva was also sucked in by the other man.

 Johan kissed his lips, down to his chin and neck. He also licked the saliva that flowed down the knot of his throat.

Looming in his unopened shirt, his two chestnut n!pples were hard. His back leaned against the wall, straightened his body, and tilted his chest for the man to suck his t!ts easier. Ah—great.

With his n!pples being sucked and bitten, it felt both sore and refreshing, resulting in his shaft getting harder.

“Ha, ah—I’m cvmming… Johan, I’m about to…”

 The man’s face was flushed, held against the wall by the young man, and fvcked for about half an hour. His ravaged hole had become soft and dripping wet. It trembled, wriggled, and squirmed, greedily sucking Johan’s length. The precvm gushing from the young man’s huge glans combined with his intestinal juices, creating a sticker, richer sound of flesh.

“I’m getting there too, Baby. Let’s cvm together…”

Due to the heat of s*x, the young man just took off his close-fitting T-shirt and revealed his dark wheat-colored toned muscles, broad shoulders, and narrow hips.  He continued to kiss his lips, supported his bvtt, and found a more convenient position to thrust. He began to pump harder, one after another, in the older man’s male pvssy.

The young man kissed and banged the married man so much that his eyes turned misty. He tilted his neck back, with his Adam’s apple rolling, and he couldn’t stop gasping. In addition, he produced uncontrollable hoarse, seductive noises.

His craned neck was gleaming with a thin layer of sweat. His mind could think of nothing, and in the midst of accumulating pleasure, he only knew how to cater to the young man’s advances to his hole and open his lips to moan out his satisfaction.

There were dozens of washing machines in the laundry area, and the sound of simultaneous operation covered up the man’s lecherous moans. Bang, bang, bang! The sound of hammering resounded violently.

In the end, the married man held the young man’s strong shoulders, bit his thin lips, and groaned. He couldn’t take it anymore. The pleasure spread from his chest, quickly accumulated, and was about to explode in his body. It felt fantastic. His d!ck swelled, the head of his shaft felt sore, and pre-cvm continued to leak from his tip. Johan made a sadistic thrust, and cvm gushed out from his hardness.

The married man’s weeping hoarse voice was particularly arousing, extraordinarily able to stimulate Johan’s lust. He was naked, with only a white shirt barely hanging on. Furthermore, he was embracing his neck, wrapping his waist, and incessantly being jolted against the wall…

“Wuwu—wuwu! Wu!!!—”

With an emotional high-pitched cry, the man’s short hair tossed was tossed with sweat. His face was flushed with heated desire. Together with violent spasms, his a$shole tightly sucked the large manhood penetrating his insides. Several streams of cvm spurted out from his member and smeared the young man’s abdominal muscles.

As he shot, he also felt Johan’s exploding magma-like seed in his a$s at almost the same. His scalding walls twitched because of the heat, causing the ejacvlating young man to feel further comfort. He squeezed out every drop of his load and wrung around his rod so firmly that Johan couldn’t pull himself out.

After the affair, the robust young man held him against the wall and kissed him, who was still in the afterglow of his orgasm, on the lips and cheeks, “Baby, you taste so good…”

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Next door, a tall and strong middle-aged man was banging a young boy. The two of them were having a blissful time as the muscular man pinned the disheveled youth to the concrete floor.

The young boy’s fair legs were raised high, feet taut, and between his thighs, he was being cruelly fvcked! He was hammered so callously that he couldn’t close his mouth from constantly screaming.

“Ah—! Ha, ah—!!!… Your massive c0ck… is so deep… Ah! … Ah, ah, ah!!!…”

His cries were louder than the surrounding washing machines. He had already been fvcked to orgasm countless times. Around him, the concrete floor was splattered with his immature virility. He could no longer ejacvlate from his little pen!s, yet he was still holding onto the man’s muscular back, sticking up his a$s to bewitch him.

By the time the married man and Johan went out, the young boy was already crying unceasingly. “Daddy, that’s so good… Ah! Ah, ah—… Ha, ah, ah, ah… Daddy, Daddy, ah—!”

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End of Arc

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Translator’s Note

I graduated!