Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 660: The Disciple’s Service (1)

It took Ye Fei over half an hour to explain everything he knew. Song Ci immediately became fascinated and said, ”Master, is that elder of yours even more powerful than you? How about introducing me so I can switch and become her disciple instead?”

”What, are you planning to betray your master already?” Ye Fei chuckled helplessly. Although Song Ci always called him ”Master,” he knew she didnʼt truly see him as one. Her suggestion to switch to Ye Zhilin was a joke.

”Well, you donʼt act much like a master!” Song Ci retorted, unapologetic. Suddenly, she jumped off Ye Feiʼs lap and pointed at the obvious tent in his pants with a mischievous grin. ”What kind of master gets turned on by his disciple?”

Following Song Ciʼs gesture, Song Xuan also noticed the bulge and blushed slightly. However, she defended Ye Fei, ”How can you blame your master? Youʼre a grown girl, and sitting on him like that would naturally cause some reactions.”

Song Ci wasnʼt trying to stir trouble between Ye Fei and Song Xuan. She was just the type to act on impulse. Seeing that her aunt seemed a bit displeased with her, she didnʼt press further and returned to her seat. But as she sat down, she felt something damp where Ye Fei had been pressing against her.

As someone who had watched plenty of adult films, Song Ci knew exactly what it was. She didnʼt mind—it was just a natural reaction. Men werenʼt the only ones who had them, after all. Besides, the tingling sensation from being pressed against had felt pretty good.

For the rest of the flight, Song Xuan now reassured, chatted softly with Ye Fei. Though they had already fallen for each other, they still knew very little about one another. It felt strange, but both knew their feelings were genuine.

As for Song Ci, she was unusually quiet. Her big eyes were closed, her long lashes fluttering like little fans, and her lips slightly pursed, making her look incredibly innocent and adorable—a far cry from her usual boldness.

But if anyone knew what she was thinking, they might not have been so quick to judge. Her mind was replaying the memory of what she had grabbed that morning and what had pressed against her earlier.

A few hours later, the plane landed in the capital. After leaving the airport, the trio didnʼt head straight to the Song family. Instead, they checked into a hotel. Ye Feiʼs network, the Lingyun Society, had expanded to the capital, but gathering information on a top-tier family like the Songʼs would take time. Ye Fei decided to give them that time.

This was Ye Feiʼs second visit to the capital, but the first time had been all business, leaving no room for sightseeing. This time, though he still had matters to attend to, his mood was much lighter.

With his broader perspective, a family like the Songʼs no longer intimidated him. Even if things went south, he was confident he could take Song Xuan and Song Ci away and still ensure Song Xuanʼs happiness.

Despite this, Ye Fei declined Song Ciʼs suggestion to go out and explore. Song Xuan was just an ordinary person, and after the emotional rollercoaster of the morning and the long flight, she was exhausted. Ye Fei decided to stay in the room with her.

The three stayed in a large suite. After ordering some food and eating in the living room, Ye Fei accompanied Song Xuan to her room. Song Ci, however, didnʼt return to her room. Instead, she stayed outside, lost in thought.

It wasnʼt until past 9 PM that Ye Fei finally emerged from Song Xuanʼs room. Though they had established their relationship, Ye Fei hadnʼt taken things further. Song Xuanʼs mind was still troubled, and it wasnʼt the right time.

Seeing Ye Fei come out, Song Ci was surprised. ”Master, why did you come out? Is it because my aunt couldnʼt handle it, or because you couldnʼt?”

By now, Ye Fei was somewhat used to Song Ciʼs boldness and didnʼt mind discussing the topic. He chuckled, ”We havenʼt reached that stage yet. Sheʼs not in the right frame of mind and just fell asleep.”

”Wow, I didnʼt know you could be so considerate,” Song Ci said exaggeratedly, then glanced mischievously at Ye Feiʼs lower half. ”But youʼve been hard twice today. Doesnʼt that feel uncomfortable?”

”Whatʼs it to you?” Ye Fei retorted, slightly annoyed. Being around a beauty like Song Xuan but unable to act on it was indeed frustrating.

”Itʼs my business because if youʼre uncomfortable, I can help you out on my auntʼs behalf,” Song Ci said with a grin, her eyes gleaming as she stared at Ye Feiʼs crotch. She wasnʼt being altruistic—she was just intensely curious about male anatomy.

The boys sheʼd encountered before hadnʼt interested her, but now, with her master right there, she saw an opportunity to satisfy her curiosity.

”How exactly do you plan to help?” Ye Fei asked, amused.

”Isnʼt it obvious? Just a handjob,” Song Ci said nonchalantly, mimicking the motion with her hand. ”Iʼve touched your dick before. Itʼs not that different from playing with a water gun.”

Ye Fei was speechless. Comparing it to a water gun? He decided not to engage further. ”Iʼm going to take a shower. If you want to help, feel free to join me,” he said, then headed to his room.

After a relaxing hot shower, Ye Fei had almost forgotten the earlier conversation. But as he stepped out of the bathroom, he found Song Ci sitting on his bed in her pajamas, her big eyes fixed on him curiously.

Since he was in his room, Ye Fei hadnʼt bothered to put anything on. Seeing Song Ci there, he considered going back to grab some clothes, but the girl spoke first.

”Wow, Master, I didnʼt know you had such a great body. And your dick is huge!”

Since the girl didnʼt seem to mind, Ye Fei decided not to bother with clothes. He climbed into bed and asked, ”What are you doing here? Did you come to help me?”

”Of course! I always keep my word,” Song Ci said, already reaching out to grab Ye Feiʼs cock, clumsily starting to stroke it.

The soft yet firm member quickly responded, growing to its full size in seconds, prompting another exclamation from Song Ci. ”Master, your dick is huge! If youʼre not a quick shot, my aunt is going to be so lucky!”

”Enough talk. If youʼre going to help, get to it. Youʼll find out soon enough if Iʼm a quick shot,” Ye Fei said, slightly annoyed at being called a ”quick shot” twice in one day. He decided to teach her a lesson by holding back as long as possible, tiring her out.

”Master, Iʼll try not to go too fast, but you have to hold back too. If you finish too quickly, Iʼll tell my aunt to break up with you,” Song Ci said with a grin, her hand moving rhythmically as she stared at the member sliding in her grasp.

The more she looked, the more she realized how different it was from what sheʼd seen in adult films—either her master was unusually large, or those films were just unrealistic.

Though her technique was far from perfect, the softness of her hand was still pleasurable. Ye Fei lay back, closing his eyes and enjoying the sensation.

One minute in: ”Not bad, you havenʼt finished yet. At least youʼre not a total quick shot.”

Five minutes in: ”Master, my handʼs getting tired. Can you hurry up?”

Ten minutes in: ”You jerk! Whatʼs your dick made of? Why wonʼt it finish?”

Twenty minutes in: ”Master, please, just finish already! If you donʼt, Iʼm giving up!”

After switching hands repeatedly for nearly half an hour, Song Ciʼs arms felt like they were about to fall off. But Ye Feiʼs member showed no signs of finishing—if anything, it seemed to grow harder. Frustrated, she glared at him. ”Are you even awake?”

”Almost,” Ye Fei said, opening his eyes with a smile. Feeling a bit guilty for tiring her out, he finally let go.

Feeling the member swell in her hand, Song Ci, though inexperienced, guessed what was coming. Excited, she quickened her pace and grabbed a disposable cup from the nightstand, holding it in front of Ye Feiʼs tip.

After a few more strokes, Ye Fei shuddered, and thick streams of semen began to shoot out, filling the cup. Song Ci watched in fascination.

After over a dozen spurts, Ye Fei finally stopped. Song Ci set the cup aside, wiped his tip with a wet wipe, and looked up with a grin. ”Youʼre not a quick shot. Now Iʼm not worried about my auntʼs happiness—Iʼm worried if she can handle you!”