Chapter 177 - 176: Please Don’t Stop

Chapter 177: Chapter 176: Please Don’t Stop

"Good point. All I need is a simple farm and a loving wife. Haha, and a moan," the man laughed warmly, recalling the faint, sweet moans his wife made whenever they engaged in their private lovemaking.

"What about the moans, Uncle?" Owen asked, tilting his head with an expression of pure, harmless innocence.

’This man is far nastier than I thought,’ Owen mused inwardly, a dark grin tugging at his lips. ’Heh, I guess he wouldn’t mind giving his nephew a little lecture on adulthood... obviously completely unaware that his precious wife is kneeling right here.’

Owen reached down, gripping Natalie’s jaw firm and forcing her mouth to drop open.

"Show me if you really swallowed all my cum. Don’t worry, he won’t hear a thing," Owen whispered into her ear. Because his uncle was facing forward toward the yard, he didn’t notice Owen leaning down over the wooden railing.

"Ahh... I swallowed every drop. I cleaned all of your cum, Savior," she whispered back, her breath hitching.

Beneath her, the floorboards where her bare thighs rested were completely soaked, wet with a pooling puddle of her own sweet love juices. The intense, illicit sexual encounter taking place right above her husband had completely taken over her mind and her body all at once.

"Good girl," Owen whispered approvingly. "Now start cleaning my balls, too. We will proceed to the next phase as soon as you lick them spotless."

"W—What about my husband..." she whimpered, her hands trembling against his knees.

"Just keep your mouth shut tight and do as you’re told. He won’t notice a single thing." Owen straightened his back again. Fortunately, the loud chirping of the summer cicadas and the lively rustle of birds in the surrounding trees easily swallowed up the soft sounds of their quiet whispers.

"What did you just say, Uncle? A moan?" Owen repeated his question out loud, prompting the older man to pause his thoughts for a moment.

"Haha, a young boy like you will figure all that out in the future!" the uncle chuckled, shaking his head.

"Hmm, but I’m already old enough, Uncle," Owen pressed smoothly, finding the cuckolding dynamic increasingly entertaining. "Tell me what kind of stuff you’re talking about."

"Haha, well, I guess my tongue slipped a bit," the man admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well... when a man and a woman truly love each other, those intense moments naturally lead to moans, Owen." He didn’t mind sharing a little wisdom; to him, it was just a normal conversation between an experienced man and a growing boy.

"Hmm, and then?"

"Well, you know. Married couples do that sort of thing behind closed doors. I’ll let your imagination fill in the rest. But remember this, Wen: good people don’t go around sharing the private details of their marriage with others." He suddenly grew serious, clearly believing that an honorable man guards his marital intimacy above all else.

After all, no sane man would ever willingly share his wife with another person—that was the ultimate disgrace.

Unfortunately for him, the "Savior" wielding a massive twelve-inch cock was the very young man he was conversing with, and the obedient woman currently licking his balls spotless was none other than his beloved wife.

"Haha, I see. Then I guess I’ll just have to discover those things for myself in the future, Uncle."

"That’s the spirit! Oh, do you want a bottle of water, Wen? How much longer are you planning to stay out here on the porch? The sun is fully up now, and sitting out in this heat for too long isn’t good for you." The man stood up from the bench, having finally rested his tired legs, ready to head back home.

"Hmm, I’ll head inside in just a few minutes, Uncle. Besides, taking a little heat is nothing compared to the hard work you’ve been doing today."

"Haha, good lad! So, are you sure you don’t want some water?"

"No, thanks, Uncle. I’m doing just fine with what I have right here," Owen smirked, his eyes dropping to Natalie’s working mouth. Plain well water couldn’t begin to compare to the sweet taste of her tongue.

"Alright then, I’ll take my leave," the uncle said, adjusting his hat. "Finish up your work and enjoy the quiet tranquility of the village. It’s a bit of a shame that only women get to enjoy their private festival while us men are excluded, but that’s just how it goes."

"It really is a shame, but at least the women are having the time of their lives," Owen replied smoothly, lazily sliding his bare foot down between Natalie’s soaked, shuddering thighs.

"Haha, well said! I just hope my lovely wife is enjoying herself there too," the man smiled, completely clueless as he turned to walk away.

"Goodbye, Uncle. I’ll finally taste the sweet charm of that lovely wife of yours soon," Owen called out with a cheerful wave, while his toes gently rubbed against her soaking-wet pussy.

"Nuhn... ahnn... ahnn... I almost moaned out loud..." Natalie finally gasped, letting out her suppressed whimpers. The second her husband’s footsteps faded into the distance.

"Did you enjoy that little spectacle, my devotee?" Owen asked teasingly, reaching down to pinch her erect nipple. "You were sucking my dick so aggressively while listening to your husband talk."

"Ahn... ahnn... n-no, I didn’t!" she protested, blushing furiously.

"Then why did you lick my cock completely clean? Heh, your pussy certainly isn’t lying to me... just look at the massive puddle on the floor."

"Ahh... you shoved your massive thing down my throat without warning! I almost choked to death on it..." she complained weakly, though she made no effort to move away as he played with her heavy tits and wet entrance.

"Hoo, so you didn’t enjoy my cock at all?" Owen chuckled mockingly. "Tell me then—do you want me to stop right now, my devotee?" He intentionally pulled his hand and foot away, stepping back.

"Nunn... n-no! Please don’t stop..." she whimpered instantly, her body reacting before her pride could catch up.

"Then why did you say you didn’t enjoy it?"

"Ahn... you’re making me feel so guilty... please don’t tease me like that..." She reached out with trembling hands, grabbing his wrist and guiding his palm back onto her soft, overflowing breasts.

"Heh, then just say the magic words. You know what I want to hear."

"Nuhn... please don’t stop... fuck me, Savior..."