Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Chapter 333

An Xiaoqing was moaning wantonly.

Chenyang was fucking her hard.

The two of them, lost in pleasure, would occasionally glance over at Gao Tianqi, whether intentionally or not.

Right now, Gao Tianqi’s face was dark, the muscles twitching uncontrollably.

His fists, resting on his knees, were clenched so tightly his knuckles had turned white.

Combined with the sound of grinding teeth that escaped him from time to time, it was clear he had reached the apex of his fury.

Just as Chenyang had expected, the scene unfolding before him wasn’t just a harsh humiliation on a mental level; it was a vicious blow to his very soul.

Beyond that, a complex mix of emotions churned within him.

One of his mistresses was also a married woman.

He had once savored the feeling of fucking that man’s wife hard right in front of him.

He had to admit, it felt incredible.

It wasn’t just the immense physical satisfaction; the thrill of doing another man’s wife in front of him brought him to the height of ecstasy.

He had always thought that this kind of ecstatic pleasure was a privilege reserved for someone of his superior station. He never imagined he would experience the feeling of being cuckolded in his entire life.

But unexpectedly, only a few days later, he had been reduced to the role of the cuckold.

He recalled how that man, in a fit of hysterical rage, had once said that one day, he too would watch his own wife get fucked by another man.

Gao Tianqi hadn’t believed it at the time, but now, that man’s words had become a grim prophecy.

It was as if the heavens were playing a joke on him, delivering the world’s greatest irony.

’Is this my punishment?’

Gao Tianqi was unwilling to admit it, yet he had no choice but to.

Because he was, in fact, witnessing his own wife getting fucked by another man.

And just like that other man, all he could do was burn with powerless rage, unable to stop a thing.

As his mind wandered, Gao Tianqi’s psychological defenses reached the brink of collapse.

His vacant gaze fell upon the live sex show before him, and the furious aura surrounding him began to deflate into listlessness.

Just then, Chenyang and An Xiaoqing changed positions again.

He lifted An Xiaoqing up, her long, slender legs wrapping tightly around his waist as he cupped her pert bottom in his hands.

From Gao Tianqi’s angle, he had a perfect view of where they were joined.

Chenyang’s massive member was plunging in and out of that secret paradise he had once coveted so greedily.

He could tell that An Xiaoqing was deep in pleasure.

Because every time he pulled out, his length would be slick with glistening nectar.

At the same time, her supple breasts were trembling wildly, and a hint of hoarseness had entered her lewd cries.

Gao Tianqi could also tell that Chenyang was enjoying it just as much.

Because he had tried this position himself and knew it gave a man the most intense, enveloping sensation, sheathing a swollen cock almost completely.

No... wait...

As Gao Tianqi stared intently, he suddenly noticed that even in this position, a section of Chenyang’s cock still remained outside.

’Holy shit, is this guy hung like a donkey?’

’Even like this, it’s still not all the way in.’

’If my own manhood had that kind of capital, I’d probably be able to get even more women, wouldn’t I?’

’I’m so jealous of Chenyang... Ptooey! What am I jealous of him for? He’s fucking my wife! Dammit, with a rod that big, isn’t he going to ruin her down there?’

As his thoughts ran wild, Gao Tianqi suddenly grew tense.

Before, he had been so certain that he no longer loved An Xiaoqing.

But right now, he was overcome by a thick wave of jealousy.

It was as if every one of Chenyang’s thrusts wasn’t just hitting the deepest part of An Xiaoqing, but had also transformed into a dagger, plunging viciously into his own heart.

It hurt!

It hurt so much he could barely breathe.

"Ahhh! Chen... Chenyang, I can’t take it anymore! Slow... slow down..."

"No... no, faster! Ahh... that feels so good... just like that... Ahh..."

An Xiaoqing’s wanton cries rose and fell, once again pulling Gao Tianqi’s attention back to them.

An Xiaoqing, held in Chenyang’s arms, clung to him tightly.

Chenyang’s face was completely buried in her chest.

He kissed and suckled her with abandon.

This was a scene Gao Tianqi had only ever seen in porn.

He had once wanted to try holding her up while simultaneously tasting those twin peaks, but with his poor stamina, he could manage the top or the bottom, but never both.

Not only did he fail to get any pleasure out of it, but he also ended up exhausted and finished things hastily.

Now, seeing this scene he had fantasized about countless times, a strange, wicked fire suddenly shot up from his lower abdomen.

"Holy shit!"

Just then, Chenyang, who had just lifted his head, cried out in surprise.

An Xiaoqing asked curiously, "What’s wrong?"

Chenyang pointed toward Gao Tianqi. "That guy’s got a boner!"