[This is just a light teaser. To help better guide you to understanding the story below. It would be that the words in *Italics* represent something of a past event that has already happened. Trying to figure out a way to incorporate an active story in the present with a past mini story occuring in the background at the same time. If anyone has any suggestions on how to better work that concept in do drop me a message!]
A normal spring night, where everything was peaceful and quiet here in this particular suburb of the city. The houses all along that particular stretch of road were the simple single story home’s, they were of the kind you would find common here in this part of the country. The people that live along here go about their daily lives uneventfully with the same usual daily routine.
Day in and day out, again and again the people along this street never ever had a thought of changing their lives. That might slightly differ or change their monotonous existence. That couple taking their daily walks, the old grandmother that’s sitting out on the patio of her home just staring into space, that neighbours young son sitting on the lawn playing with the mud, the usual joggers that move on up and down the sidewalk pavements. All of them repeating the same pattern from one day to the next.
Yet here now right at this moment, in a particular home in the middle of the street at this time of the night where the moon was covered and hidden away by clouds. There with the letterbox out on the front lawn with the family letterhead **Tan** emblazoned across the side of it. Something different and unexpected was happening here inside of this home that belonged to a young asian couple in their late twenties. They had only married 2 years ago, enjoying the experience of being a husband and wife to each other for that length of time. Still 2 years may seem like a short time but at the same time incredibly long too.
Inside the kitchen of the home, hanging on a nearby wall a clock was ticking by as the face showed it was about to be 10PM. The kitchen had been pitch black, it was a given what with the lights being off. Suddenly distant but getting closer the sound of feet on carpeted floor could be heard, before it changed to the sound that a person makes when their walking on the tiled floors of a kitchen.
The slim lithe body of a young woman walking around the kitchen as she made her way to the fridge, as her hand gripped onto the handle swinging it open and letting that cooling cold air out.
She was bent over at her waist as her upper body was within the coldness of the fridge, as she fumbled about looking for something. Looking at her she was beautiful, long straight chest length dyed maroon brown hair, her slim body yet having a slight hourglass figure was hidden from view underneath the softness of a bathrobe and her legs looked incredibly long judging from where the hem of the robe was tied at around her hips. It wasnt long before the sweet voice of a young woman could be heard in glee, as she found what it was that she was looking for. Where as she stood back up in her hand she held a nice cold bottle of beer, smiling as she found what she was looking for she closed the fridge while walking out of the kitchen. The small amount of light that was coming out of the fridge earlier had illuminated her face, even if just a small part of it for a few seconds and revealing that she might actually be a real beauty.
Yet as she walked past the kitchen counter, time seemed to slow down for all the senses. You could see her hair flowing behind her in her wake, but strangely it seemed to be coming in slow waves of motion. She herself as well seemed to be moving along incredibly slowly now in the same time as her hair, the clock on the wall where the seconds hand seems to be taking an incredibly long time to move one second. But what was most eye catching was a slight ghostly image in this world of slowed time that was right behind her on the kitchen counter, moving about in a repeated manner in the pace of normal time.
If anyone were to be able to see it, they could see the image seems to be the figures of two people. Of a man and the other one was a woman that somehow looked erringly similar to the woman that was moving so much slower through the kitchen with the bottle of beer in her hand. It seemed as though that in this world it was just the past re-living itself events that had happened before, echoing through time and forever being recorded & burned into the fabric of time.
*The man was big and muscular as he stood there at the kitchen counter naked together with the woman that was laying down on her back on the kitchen counter. His two hands gripping onto one each of her creamy white thighs spreading her wide open as his hips thrust powerfully into her body again and again. Her face a mask of pleasure as her arms were over her head holding tightly onto the rim of the kitchen counter, her eyes were shut tight but her mouth wide open yet no sound was emanating from either of them. Even as the man kept thrusting again and again no sound could be heard at all in this world.*
Time started again in her world as the woman was humming happily to herself as she left the kitchen, never having notice anything amiss that had happened in her kitchen not even a fraction of a second in her world. As she entered the dining area and quickly moved towards the living room area with the couches & chairs there with the big screen LCD television as her final destination was her marital bedroom.
*The television was on showing a movie on Netflix, that neither of the two people whom were on the couch were focusing on as they were focused on each other instead. The man this time seemed a little…pudgy and overweight, he didnt seemed handsome at all yet somehow there he was naked as he enjoyed the view of the naked asian beauty there swinging her hips left & right on top of him. Riding herself on his manhood with both of his arms holding onto her hips as her arms were up on each side of his shoulders to steady herself. Her head was thrown back as her long beautiful hair streaked down the length of her back, the man burying his head into her modest but firm & petite breasts as his mouth closed over a nipple sucking hard. Making the woman open her mouth wide as though she was voicing out her pleasure at his actions.*
The woman was now finally making her way along the corridor that connected the living room to the other various rooms of the home. There on either sides of the corridor were the study room, the guest bedroom, the laundry area, and a restroom. Yet there was still another corner to round at the end of the corridor that would finally lead to the marital bedroom.
*The sounds of water running could be heard coming from behind the closed door of the restroom as it seemed someone was inside having a shower. Yet that wasnt as interesting as the image of another man again standing infront of the restrooms door, a bit muscled but not as much as the first man. He was clothed facing the door of the restroom but with his pants down on the floor, as in between him and the door the shape of a woman could be seen with her shorts pulled down till her mid thighs. The man had his hands holding onto the hips of the woman tightly as the way his hips were thrusting could show how violent he was pushing himself inside of the woman, as she was holding onto the wooden doorframe on either side of her with her hands tightly.*
As she reached the end of the corridor she turned and could finally see the door of her marital bedroom. The door leading into the marital bedroom was slightly parted with some light from the distant street lamps shining into the room, the light falling onto the shape of a person that was on the bed already waiting. Seeing his figure she smiled widely as her pace quickened.
*There infront of a closed door leading to the bedroom, it was just the shape of another man as his head was looking down at the ground at something while he had one hand on his hips. The other hand though was gripping tightly onto the back of a woman’s head, gripping her hair tightly as he guided her bobbing head along the length of his pole-shaft. Her hands up around and holding onto the back of the man tightly as she worked her mouth with a mix of hard fast & slow sensual movements, his manhood already coated in a thick layer of a mix of her saliva & his precum. The way he looked at her as she so passionately sucked on his manhood was the look of a man that knew that he owned her now, while the look she gave him as her lips were wrapped tightly around his thickness was of one desiring to make him feel as good as possible.*
Reaching the door she pushed it open and there she saw him laying there already on her marital bed naked as he had a hand stroking his slowly growing manhood. Biting her lip she just stared as his length grew longer and thicker until finally it was at full mast and it was a monster length for her. Tearing her eyes away from that thing that was going to be in her, she looked up into the face of the man that had always made her burning hot ever since this all started. Looking straight into his eyes they never broke contact except for him bringing his other hand up as he gestured her to come to him.
Just as the cloud cover broke over the sky and the moon could finally shine brightly down, the light from the moon came in through one of the windows of the bedroom and illuminated her just as she obeyed the man as she undid the hem of her robe as it fell down slowly off her sexy lithe body. As inch by inch the robe fell off of her, the moonlight shined onto her and revealed her fair white skin to the man on the bed. Helping him to appreciate the view of the shape and figure of her body that was now shown to him as the robe fell away onto the floor as the bottle of beer was still in her hand. Standing there like that she would look to any man as a sexual goddess.
Finally as she started to walk towards the bed as she moved over to the side that he was laying on. Her hips swaying left and right whereas the moonlight also was on her back for a bit, revealing a tattoo on her lower back right above her ass…a tramp stamp of sorts yet if you look close enough in the middle of it there seemed to be a person’s initals there. She kept walking until she was but a feet away as she stood over him. Handing him his beer to him, she stood there waiting as he just popped the cap off using the hem of the night stand next to them. Watching him take a drink from it first before setting it down on the night stand, she just waited watching him as he looked up at her enjoying her pristine beauty once more before he ravished her.
As the seconds ticked by finally as he brought a hand up grabbing onto her arm as he pulled her to fall down onto the bed as her giggling could be heard before shortly after he pulled the covers over the both of them as their bodies disappeared underneath of it. It wasnt long before a small womanly gasp followed together with the sighing of a man & the loud moaning of a woman could be heard then silence for a bit. Then it started a slow single slam, then another, and another, and another faster and faster until the house was alive with the mix of sounds echoing all over the home of a man’s grunting, a woman’s panting, the slamming of two bodies against each other and the sounds of a bed creaking & slamming against a wall. The sweet sounds of a male and female having incredibly passionate sexual intercourse made its way to each part of the home.
Thus it wasnt surprising that neither of them could hear two sounds chiming over the sounds of them satisfying their carnal needs and desires with each other. One was of a phone that was on the same night stand as the beer that was brought in, both of which were next to a photo frame showing the asian woman in her wedding dress smiling together with her asian husband happily. Yet the screen on the phone lit up:
**Husband**
**Hey dear I hope everything is fine. Work here out of state is tough but i’ll see you soon ok? Love you!**
The other sound though came from a laptop that was on a table nearby as it was a notification about receiving an incoming email. There was nothing weird about an email, but what was worrying for anyone was on the title of the email…
**Beautiful asian housewife – Underground pornography debut**
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bmvewl/ivys_fall_from_innocence_mfcheatinginterracial