Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 2135 - 456: A Family Affair 3

Wang Yue’s cock was tightly vacuum-sealed by his aunt’s seasoned walls. It felt so incredible that he was on the verge of joining her in her high-pitched moans.

However, he wanted more. He wanted to savor the raw, primitive power of claiming her.

In that moment—whether driven by his inner lust or a genuine desire to "scratch" Yifei’s deep itch—Wang Yue mastered his rhythm. He controlled his strength but accelerated his speed, turning his thrusts into a blur of motion. With every withdrawal and plunge, a fresh torrent of thick, creamy juices was dragged out by his massive shaft, coating her ivory buttocks and dripping onto the sheets. Dark, damp "maps" began to bloom across the bedding, making the entire scene look utterly debauched.

The fierce impact and rapid-fire friction hammered deep into the base of Yifei’s womb. The sheer intensity of this carnal display pushed her pleasure to new heights. After hundreds of non-stop strokes, Yifei’s body began to twitch violently. A deep, rosy flush spread across her skin, making her look like a piece of ripening fruit, tender and irresistible.

Under this relentless stimulation, Wang Yue delivered dozens of final, heavy lunges. Suddenly, a tidal wave of lust crashed over her. Yifei let out a sharp, melodic cry. Her hands, which had been holding her own legs open, suddenly let go. She arched her back into a bridge, her buttocks shaking uncontrollably as she clung to Wang Yue with everything she had. Her hips began to grind in desperate circles, meeting every one of his thrusts with primal hunger.

Squish... squish... squish...

The sound of his cock slapping against her wet folds grew louder, filling the room with the soundtrack of their sin. Wang Yue, despite his cultivation, felt his face heat up from the sheer intensity. He panted heavily, looking down at the woman beneath him—his elegant aunt, now reduced to a state of delirious, chanting lust.

"My nephew... it’s so good... so beautiful... faster... mmph! Auntie... is in heaven... yes! That big cock... it’s too much... deeper... deeper... I’m dying... ah! Ah! It’s so hot... your cock is so hot it makes my womb shiver... move! Keep moving! Faster!"

"Oh... yes... you’re incredible... I’m going to die from the pleasure... faster... it’s coming... it’s too strong! Nephew... kill me with it... mmm... oh!"

Yifei’s waves of screaming desire only gave Wang Yue more strength. Watching her flushed, beautiful face, he dialed his frequency even higher. Her narrow passage was literally strangling his shaft, sending him to the stars, while the woman beneath him was lost in a frenzy of her own.

"Hah... you like that? My dear aunt... is your nephew’s cock the best? Heh... enjoy it... just stay still and let me have you..."

Her moans stoked the fires of his greed. He reached down, grabbing her breasts and kneading them roughly while his lower body continued its violent assault. Yifei’s body bounced up and down on the mattress like a doll. Through her haze of shame and ecstasy, she looked at Wang Yue—her own nephew—with eyes full of a complicated mix of reproach and overflowing tenderness. She let out another series of cries.

"Mmm... yes... so good... faster... oh! It’s... coming... finally... it’s coming again! I love this... the feeling of being railed to a climax by you... I’m dying... what a big cock... you’re a real man... kill me with it! Ah! So deep... you hit the womb again... you’re so bad... making me act like such a slut... there’s so much water... it’s so wet... nephew! I’m coming! Harder! Ah... ah... I’m flying... I’m flying!"

With one final shriek, Yifei’s entire body went rigid. Her beautiful ass arched up, pinning Wang Yue’s cock deep inside her to ensure maximum depth. Her face was a mask of pure, blissful satisfaction as her white body shuddered in the throes of a massive release.

The visual of his dignified aunt acting like a total wanton was the final straw for Wang Yue. As he hammered home, he felt the warmth of her release flooding out from her cervix, her internal muscles pulsing and sucking at his glans in rhythmic waves. The heat triggered his own release.

A massive torrent of thick essence erupted, thoroughly irrigating the "flower field" that had been dry for three years but was now, over these last few days, fully restored by his touch.

That night, the mother and daughters took turns, yet they were all utterly defeated. By the end, they didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger.

Wang Yue, however, wasn’t finished being possessive. He kept his cock buried deep inside Yifei’s mature warmth while pulling the two little lollies into his arms, falling into a deep sleep while embracing the three of them.

The next morning, Wang Yue disentangled himself from the tangle of soft limbs and carefully withdrew from Yifei. The three women were so exhausted they didn’t even stir, remaining lost in sweet, heavy sleep.

After dressing, he leaned down and gave each of them a tender kiss on the cheek. Then, he shifted his appearance and slipped out the door.

If he settled the Zhang family business today, he wouldn’t be coming back here. They would reunite only when the three of them returned to Jinling. This had been agreed upon during the pillow talk after their passion last night.

To dote on them so completely and then leave immediately after—it made Wang Yue seem no different from the Su Mingxuan of old. But Zhou Yifei’s heart felt entirely different. Back then, she was a woman waiting in the dark, never knowing when her lover would return. Now, she knew her lover was the one waiting for her, and the timing of their next meeting was entirely in her hands.

The latter gave her a sense of control and security she had never known.

After leaving the suite, Wang Yue went to the front desk to check out of his own room. He flagged a taxi and headed toward the Yangtze River Wharf, keeping a low profile.

Looking back, that luxury room at the Martial Arts Hotel had been a bit of a waste. He’d only used it for one night before spending the rest of the time in Yifei’s suite. Given the exorbitant prices of the hotel, he’d essentially thrown money away.

But Wang Yue was loaded. As his cultivation grew, he cared less and less for worldly wealth. To him, it was a negligible loss.