Chapter 163: Shilia (8)

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Shilia (8)

Shilia writhed, enduring the brutal, successive thrusts from behind. Tears and sweat blurred her features as intermittent moans of pain and ecstasy escaped her lips:

"~ Ahh... uhm... it hurts so much..."

Amidst the storm of pleasure and utter panic, Shilia’s mind was completely chaotic, plagued by dark and terrifying thoughts flashing through her head:

My asshole has definitely been fucked to the point of stretching and deforming by him... I just hope my husband doesn’t have any perverted tastes or habits of anal sex, otherwise when he touches me, he’ll surely discover that my anus is abnormally widened like this... What on earth will I say to him when that time comes...

Before she could sink deeply into her anxiety, I turned my head toward the little boy standing blankly nearby, speaking in a challenging, teasing tone:

"Look at this, little guy, your mom is extremely satisfied and drives herself crazy with pleasure."

The boy tilted his head. Though too young to fully comprehend the nature of adult behavior, witnessing Shilia’s lewd groans, protruding tongue, and eyes rolling back in orgasm, the innocent child readily believed my words:

"Woah... Hugo is really good at this! The other day I eavesdropped and heard mom scolding dad for being useless, turns out dad really is terrible at it so that’s why mom needs your help."

Hearing her son say that, Shilia panicked immensely. Gritting her teeth, she strained to turn her head back, using every ounce of remaining breath to instruct the child through breathless gasps:

"~ Uhm... you... you must keep this a secret from dad, okay?... ahh... This is just Hugo enthusiastically helping mom relieve her body... mm..."

She hurriedly concealed:

"Now... turn your face away and go play somewhere else, sweetie... it hurts so much... uhm..."

The boy blinked blankly. Though he didn’t understand why his mother was making such strange expressions, being young he didn’t think much of it and obediently sat down on the floor to resume diligently playing with his toys.

I leaned down, pressing my lips close against Shilia’s flushed earlobe, whispering in a husky, possessive tone:

"How is it? Does a kind and enthusiastic neighbor like me serve you well?"

Shilia was filled with such bitter fury that her jaw stiffened, glaring at me with intense anger, yet feeling utterly powerless, she could only hiss through her teeth:

"You... you absolute beast..."

"Ahh... it hurts so much... but it’s so deep..."

Shilia writhed, clinging tightly to the wall, tears streaming down from both pain and the pleasure tearing at her core, repeatedly pleading between broken breaths:

"Uhm... fuck a bit softer... ahh... it feels so good... Hugo... mm... I’m begging you, fuck softer..."

I let out a low chuckle, the rhythm of my hip thrusts refusing to slow down, maintaining the exact same intensity. The relentless, non-stop friction made the temperature at the point of contact between the penis and the anus skyrocket, burning hot like a blazing fire.

"If I agree to fuck you gently, will you let me come over to your house to fuck you again next time?"

Shilia bit her teeth hard enough to draw blood, glaring at me with a hostile and furious gaze:

"Don’t daydream in broad daylight! Next time I’ll lock the door tight so you can’t even dare to sneak over... You heartless beast."

I gripped both hands firmly around her slender waist, laughing defiantly:

"Is that so? Let’s see how tough you can stay."

With that, I poured all my energy into driving the pace to the maximum, achieving a limit-breaking speed of thrusting and withdrawing that made the surrounding space feel as though it were trembling.

Shilia rolled both eyes upward, her little tongue sticking out in a state of total paralysis, her throat capable only of producing choked, broken, wordless groans: ℴ

"~ Ahhh... uhm... mm... ahh..."

Under that terrifying and relentless pressure, Shilia’s anus grew wider and wider, stretching and opening up to fully adapt to the colossal dimensions of the shaft.

This bastard is truly out of his mind... If he fucks me this brutally and ruthlessly, how is this body supposed to survive... Shilia gritted her teeth in bitter resentment internally, telling herself she had to endure and bite through it to the very end, and never stoop to beg him ever again.

Yet that psychological defense wall quickly shattered as soaring pleasure flooded her brain. Unconsciously, her attitude shifted, spilling out contradictory, provocative words amidst her frenzy:

"Feels so good... just fuck me harder... uhm..."

I couldn’t hide my astonishment at her remarkable resilience and adaptive yet deeply wanton nature. The cramped, scorching intestinal tract generated an intense squeezing grip and maximum friction, pushing my excitement to an uncontrollable peak.

Unable to endure another second, I let out a low roar, channeling all my strength into a powerful thrust that drove the shaft straight into the deepest abyss within her anus.

The exact moment arrived, and I erupted, repeatedly contracting and releasing massive streams of thick, scalding semen pumped straight into her body. Shilia jolted, biting her lips sharply to suppress the sensation of fullness and burning heat:

"So much semen... my asshole... it’s completely full now..."

Shilia let her strength fade completely, planting both hands against the crumpled mattress, her chest heaving with ragged breaths following the wave of relentless ecstasy.

Standing straight up, I looked down at her and spoke in a triumphant, teasing tone:

"You’re tougher and better at enduring than I expected, truly a perfectly lustful wife."

Shilia gritted her teeth harshly, glaring at me with sharp, utterly furious eyes, wishing she could devour me on the spot. Still, I didn’t care in the least, instead smirking and turning toward the little boy playing on the floor:

"Hey little guy? It looks like your mom just declared that next time she won’t let me come over to fix toys or help out anymore."

Hearing that, the boy startled, hurriedly springing up from his pile of toys, eyes widening in panic as he looked at his mother:

"Huh? What? Mom, how could you treat Hugo like that?"

Shilia shook with such rage that her entire body trembled, gritting her teeth as she hissed:

"You... you bastard, don’t drag my child into these things!"

I shrugged innocently:

"I didn’t do anything, just telling the truth."

The boy scampered over close to the bed, tugged at Shilia’s hem, and asked insistently:

"Mom, why did you do that to Hugo? You can’t!"

Shilia grew truly infuriated. Raising a finger to point straight toward the bedroom door, she scolded in a stern voice:

"Enough! Get outside right this instant!"

Yet the child not only refused to go outside but began whining and grievance-strickenly pleading:

"Hugo is a good person, mom said so with her own mouth! Plus he makes mom happier than dad ever does... Why are you being so heartless to him? Dad is busy all the time and refuses to stay home to fix my toys, and mom doesn’t know how to fix them. Now that it’s broken what am I supposed to do, mom?"

Finished speaking, the boy felt so wronged that he burst into heavy sobs.

Seeing her son cry, Shilia grew extremely flustered, hurriedly soothing him:

"Alright, don’t cry anymore... Stop crying, hush now, tomorrow mom will buy you a new toy set to make up for it."

Sniffling, the boy held up his toy car and shook his head frantically:

"No way! This is a limited edition toy car, there’s no second one to buy..."

While Shilia was busy comforting her child, I closed in from behind, reaching out to squeeze her full breasts roughly before leaning down to lightly lick her flushed earlobe:

"How is it? See how disappointed your son is? How about being a good girl and letting me come over to play often?"

Shilia bit her teeth and lips, suppressing her anger as she turned to soothe her child to get rid of me:

"Fine... alright, next time mom will allow Hugo to come to our house, okay?"

Hearing that, the boy stopped crying instantly, his eyes lighting up with joy:

"Really?"

I smirked, intentionally stoking the fire:

"Your mom is just lying to make you happy, little guy. You need to make your mom give you a firm promise."

The boy blinked, his expression turning entirely serious:

"Mom, you have to truly promise me!"

Shilia turned an ugly shade of color out of anger, glaring daggers at me with no way out, forcing herself to huff out:

"Fine... mom promises to let Hugo come over."

The boy still refused to let up, shaking his head decisively:

"Still not enough, anyone can just say words with their mouth. Mom has to give him her phone number, and she also has to tell him our front door password."

Shilia panicked and grew genuinely flustered. She had only meant to murmur a casual promise to stop her child’s crying, never expecting the child to be clever enough to back her into such a corner.

Before she could react, the boy scurried over to the nightstand, grabbing Shilia’s mobile phone and bringing it right to her:

"Mom, give your phone to him!"

Lungs heaving heavily with anger, Shilia snatched the phone, lit up the screen, and hurled it straight at my face, gritting her teeth:

"Did you memorize the phone number yet, you bastard? And the door password is..."

The boy beamed with joy at achieving his goal:

"Awesome!" With that, the little kid skipped and scampered out to the living room to continue playing.

Watching her son’s departing figure, Shilia sighed in utter despair, muttering to herself powerlessly:

"What is this... I’ve been dragged into this monster’s trap..." She was entirely exhausted of ways to cope.

I bowed my head, continuing to lick her earlobe, whispering playfully:

"Looks like we’ve struck a very neat deal, my dear neighbor Shilia."

Shilia cast a look filled with overwhelming contempt and disgust:

"Aren’t you satisfied yet, you perverted bastard."

With that, she seemingly surrendered to everything, scrambling out onto the middle of the large bed, then lying flat on her back and proactively spreading her legs wide open to fully expose her swollen, fluid-soaked vulva right before me.

"There, do whatever you want and make it quick."

I laughed with amusement, swinging my hand down to deliver a sharp slap across her inner thigh:

"Truly a woman wanton down to her very bones."