Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 2133 - 454: A Family Affair 1

Tingting was petite, and her passage was shallow. Wang Yue’s cock hit bottom when he was only halfway in.

Since she was so delicate and this was her first time, Wang Yue didn’t have the heart to force his way past her immature cervix. Instead, he kept it shallow, rhythmically plowing her tender little pussy with just the front half of his shaft.

Even so, it was more than enough to send Tingting into a state of pure bliss. She beamed, her voice trembling with delight. "Mom, Brother Tiezhu... you guys are the best! Being poked feels so good! I want to play the ’Poke-the-Flower’ game with you guys every single day!"

Meanwhile, Pingping’s little face was flushed with pleasure. Her legs were clamped shut, rubbing against each other feverishly. It was clear that through her special twin-link, she was experiencing every bit of her sister’s ecstasy.

Zhou Yifei sat by the side, watching with a faint smile. Seeing the same massive cock that had been Ravaging her own insides just moments ago now sliding in and out of her daughter’s tight little flower didn’t feel as absurd as she expected. Instead, there was a strange sense of warmth—and an undeniable, underlying thrill.

It made Yifei wonder for a second if she had some hidden, twisted streak in her psyche.

But as a top-tier lawyer who had dabbled in psychology, she knew better. She wasn’t a "deviant"; she just loved her daughters so much that their happiness became her own.

As for the excitement? That was a natural physiological response—like watching an adult film, only it featured people she loved, it was happening live, and she was totally on board with it. The thrill was naturally ten times more intense.

"It’s so magical," Pingping whispered in awe. "One part goes into the other and rubs together, and it makes you feel this good?" As she spoke, her slender legs kept opening and closing, and streaks of "love juice" began to leak from her own plump, hairless pussy.

"Pingping, can you feel the pleasure that clearly?" Yifei asked, fascinated.

"Yeah! I feel something hitting and poking inside me over and over. It’s wonderful," Pingping replied. Then, her eyes darted around as a thought struck her. She looked at Wang Yue. "Brother Tiezhu, how about you just keep poking Tingting and leave me be? Okay?"

The lollies were innocent, but they weren’t stupid. She figured if Brother Tiezhu only had to poke one of them for both sisters to feel the good stuff, then she could skip the "painful" part of getting her own flower opened.

Yifei let out a silent sigh. It looks like my daughters are destined to belong to the same man forever, she thought. If they married different men, with a connection like this, what would their husbands even think?

Wang Yue didn’t answer. He simply hooked Tingting’s slender legs over his forearms and cupped her small buttocks, relentlessly driving the head of his cock into her "bun" pussy.

Tingting was flushed pink, her mother’s signature large eyes looking up at him all watery and wide. Soft, incoherent moans spilled from her lips.

Wang Yue was satisfied with her reaction, but there was one thing missing: she was too innocent. She didn’t know how to express herself, let alone talk dirty like her mother to spice things up. He shot Yifei a look.

Having spent every night lately in bed with him, Yifei knew exactly what that look meant. She rolled her eyes at him.

This little rascal. It’s not enough that I gave him my daughters; now he wants me to teach them how to talk dirty in bed?

In the end, she gave in to his wicked sense of humor. She leaned in and asked, "Tingting, tell me... how does it feel right now?"

"Mom, it feels so good," Tingting panted. "It was itchy inside, but when Brother Tiezhu’s big cock moves like that, it’s like he’s scratching it... but a million times better than scratching."

"That’s exactly how it’s supposed to feel," Yifei smiled. "Now, tell Mom and Brother Tiezhu—do you like it when he uses his big cock to poke you like this?"

"I love it!" Tingting chirped.

"Don’t tell me," Yifei guided her. "Tell your Brother Tiezhu. Tell him loud and clear how much you love his big cock, and how much you love him poking your little ’slutty’ pussy."

"Brother Tiezhu! You’re poking me so good! Tingting loves your big cock so much! I love it when you poke my little slutty pussy!" Tingting shouted.

Normally, this level of dirty talk wouldn’t faze Wang Yue, but it all depended on who was saying it. Tingting had always been a little angel who never told a lie. Everything she said came from the bottom of her heart. Hearing those lewd words delivered in such an innocent, childlike tone was a massive turn-on. He couldn’t help but pick up the pace.

Still, fearing he might hurt her, he didn’t increase the depth—just the speed of his shallow lunges.

"Mom, why did you call Tingting’s pussy ’slutty’?" Pingping asked, ever the curious student.

"When a woman wants to be poked, she gets ’naughty.’ At that moment, her pussy is naturally a little slutty," Yifei offered a makeshift explanation.

Pingping took it as gospel. She nodded seriously. "Then my pussy isn’t slutty yet, because I don’t want Brother Tiezhu to poke me."

A young girl’s body is fragile and highly sensitive, especially when up against a monster like Wang Yue. After less than two minutes of rapid thrusting, Tingting cried out, "Mom! Brother Tiezhu! Something’s happening! Something’s coming out!"

"Sweetie, that’s a climax! Don’t hold it back—let it out!" Yifei urged.

"Ah... ah... AH!" Tingting let out a string of high-pitched squeals, her little hips jerking upward.

Wang Yue felt her tight passage clamp down on his cock like a vice. Knowing she had reached her peak, he stopped holding back.

He drove himself deep, pinning his glans against her tender heart, and unleashed a massive torrent of seed, filling her underdeveloped womb to the brim.

The sensation of the warm internal blast made Tingting shriek one last time, her petite body trembling violently.

At that exact moment, Pingping gave a muffled groan. She panted heavily, her slender legs rubbing together at high speed, but gradually, a look of frustration and anxiety clouded her face.