Chapter 12: A Woman by the Fence
As we reached the bend in the narrow footpath, I stopped dead in my tracks.
My eyes widened in shock.
Right behind the low wooden fence that only reached waist height, directly beside the path, two naked bodies were shamelessly making love under the bright morning sunlight.
The woman was leaning her back against the fence. Both her hands gripped the wooden rail tightly, her knuckles turning white.
Her dress lay crumpled on the ground, completely forgotten.
Her large, heavy breasts bounced wildly with every powerful thrust that shook her body.
Her dark, hardened nipples glistened wetly with sweat.
Her legs were spread extremely wide. One leg was even lifted high and hooked over the fence, fully exposing her intimate area — wet, swollen, and glistening in the light.
In front of her, a muscular village man was pounding her with a strong, fast rhythm. His pants were pulled down only to his knees.
His hips moved back and forth relentlessly, producing loud, wet slapping sounds — "plak… plak… plak…" — that echoed clearly in the quiet morning air.
"Ahh… deeper… yes… just like that…!" the woman moaned hoarsely, her head tilted back, her messy hair sticking to her flushed face.
The man grunted roughly as he squeezed one of her breasts with his large hand, his fingers pinching her nipple hard.
"You slut… take this thick cock deep in your wet pussy!" he growled, continuing to thrust into her with deep, powerful strokes.
"Aghh~~♡… it feels so good…! Harder…!" she replied in a broken voice, her eyes half-closed in pure pleasure.
I stood frozen in place.
My heart pounded violently. Blood rushed straight downward, making my pants feel painfully tight.
'Right on the side of the road… in broad daylight… and they don't care at all if someone walks by?'
My body reacted far faster than my mind could process. Last night's intense encounter with Clara had left me extremely sensitive.
Now, witnessing such an explicit scene right in front of me, my legs felt weak. A strange heat spread from my stomach throughout my entire body.
Beside me, Aunt Vivian let out a soft, low chuckle. Her voice was husky and teasing.
Her arm, which was looped around mine, tightened even more. Her soft, full breasts deliberately pressed harder against my arm.
"Funny, isn't it, Leon…" she whispered warmly into my ear, her breath hot against my skin. "They really have no shame at all."
I swallowed hard, unable to form any words. My eyes couldn't tear away from the scene in front of us.
Vivian smiled mischievously when she saw my reaction.
Without hesitation, she gently but firmly pulled my arm, leading me closer to the fence. My steps felt heavy, yet I couldn't resist her.
When we were only a few meters away, the woman turned her head toward us.
Her face was still flushed red, her lips wet and parted, but she didn't stop or try to cover herself at all.
Instead, she smiled widely, even though her voice kept breaking from the man's strong thrusts.
"Oh… Mrs. Vivian… good morning…" she greeted breathlessly.
"A-ahh… are you just passing through…?"
The man only glanced at us briefly, but he actually started pounding her even harder, as if showing off.
Vivian laughed lightly, her voice remaining calm as if she were having a casual conversation.
"Yes, Mbak Siti. We're just taking a morning walk. Busy already this early?" she asked casually.
Mbak Siti bit her lower lip hard, her body shaking violently with every deep thrust.
"Aghh… y-yes… my husband went to the fields this morning… ahh♡… so I… asked this neighbor… to satisfy me…" she answered shakily, her voice dripping with moans. "It feels so good… sir… don't stop…!"
Beside me, Asta's breathing had already grown quick and heavy.
His eyes didn't blink even once, glued to Mbak Siti's wildly bouncing breasts and the wet, noisy junction where their bodies met.
His face was flushed deep red, his hands clenched tightly at his sides.
I was no better. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my breathing ragged.
My pants were painfully tight, and I felt embarrassed that my body was reacting so strongly right in front of Aunt Vivian.
But I still couldn't look away. Every thrust, every bounce of her breasts, every raw moan from the woman… all of it burned clearly into my mind.
Feeling both curious and nervous, I asked quietly, my breath still sharp and uneven,
"Auntie… is this… normal?"
Vivian and Asta glanced at me almost at the same time. Both looked slightly surprised by my innocent question.
Aunt Vivian smiled softly, then explained in a calm, patient tone,
"Here, having sex with anyone is completely normal… as long as both parties like it and there's no force involved. No one cares if it's done out in the open like this. Everyone's used to it."
She paused for a moment. Her beautiful eyes gazed deeply into mine, sparkling with a naughty glint.
"Want to see it closer?" she continued, her voice turning playful and teasing.
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