Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 1910 - 239: Passion in the Studio 2

But the pleasure coming from her vagina was simply too intense. Even in such a situation, she couldnʼt help but move her little buttocks, allowing her brotherʼs thick, rigid penis to thrust inside her.

”Hurry up and tell me, or I wonʼt let you off,” Wang Yue urged, while simultaneously lifting Wang Yarouʼs little buttocks to pull his penis out of her tender vagina.

”No, Iʼll tell you,” Wang Yarou quickly interjected, then looked at her ”dad” and said, ”Dad, do you know? Yarou is so happy right now. My brother not only loves me, but he also makes it so comfortable for me when we have sex.”

Perhaps because she missed her father so much, Wang Yarou was initially very shy when she started talking about these things.

But once she got going, she couldnʼt stop herself.

She moved her body so that her brotherʼs penis could continue to thrust inside her, and she talked non-stop, ”Dad, my brother is so amazing now. Not only is his penis big and good at making us have sex, but he can also help us improve our ʼcultivationʼ through this activity. Now, not just me, but also Mom, Auntie, Sister-in-law… basically, almost everyone in the family loves my brother. They all enjoy having sex with him, and they praise his big penis, calling him ʼBig Penis Husbandʼ…”

Hearing his sister talk to their ”dad” in this way, Wang Yue felt an extraordinary excitement, and he looked forward even more to the moment when he could do the same in front of Yanʼs mother.

It wasnʼt that Wang Yue hated his father or deliberately wanted to betray him; rather, his feelings for his father had already faded over time.

When he entered that strange space in his previous life, his father and the others had been missing for six years by then.

Wang Yue had already gotten used to living without them. In the end, it was the beautiful women from the three major families who shared his fate.

Therefore, after entering that space, it was these women whom Wang Yue missed the most.

After countless years, the women he missed every day became increasingly important in his heart, while those whom he rarely thought of gradually faded away over time, almost disappearing completely.

To put it bluntly, Wang Yueʼs mindset was now different from that of ordinary people. Apart from the women from the three major families who had helped him survive all those years, the rest were virtually insignificant to him.

Just like the cultivators in legends who reach the state of ”complete indifference,” itʼs not that they are heartless or resolute, but rather that they have lived for so long that they have forgotten what emotions are.

So for Wang Yue now, his father was merely a noun… or perhaps a tool that could enhance his pleasure.

Fortunately, Wang Yue was not like the true cultivators. He did not retreat to remote places to meditate in solitude; instead, he lived in the city, interacting with many people every day.

The emotions from his previous life might have faded, but new encounters could awaken new feelings in him, preventing him from truly becoming ”completely indifferent.”

Hearing his sister talk more and more enthusiastically, even describing how it felt when her brotherʼs penis thrusted inside her, Wang Yue could no longer contain his excitement. He picked up his sister and stood up abruptly, then strode toward the stage.

With each step he took, Wang Yueʼs penis would slam violently against Wang Yaruʼs vagina, leaving her so overwhelmed that she was unable to speak. She could only clasp her brother tightly with her limbs, waiting for the climax to arrive.

Unfortunately, the first row of seats was too close to the stage. Before Wang Yaru could reach orgasm, Wang Yue had already taken her over to Xue Yanʼs side.

By this point, Xue Yan had recovered from her stunned state, but she was still filled with inner turmoil and even considered turning around and running away.

Wang Yue grabbed her and sat down on the stage, allowing his younger sister to continue moving on top of him. Meanwhile, his hands began to touch Xue Yanʼs body.

”Yue, please donʼt do this… At least not here. Letʼs go somewhere else, okay?” Xue Yan pleaded.

”Why? Donʼt you want your father to see how happy you are right now?” Wang Yue replied, moving his hands up and down.

With one hand, he grasped Xue Yanʼs breast through her clothes; with the other, he reached into the wide folds of her skirt.

To his surprise, Xue Yan wasnʼt wearing any underwear, and her genitals were already wet. He laughed and said, ”Mom, you want this too, right? Your vagina is already all wet like this.”

”Yue, I beg you… Letʼs go somewhere else. You can do whatever you want, but please donʼt do this here. Please give me at least a little bit of my dignity,” Xue Yan continued to plead.

Wang Yue didnʼt expect Yanʼs mother to react so strongly. He couldnʼt help but ask, ”Mom, whatʼs really wrong with you? In the past, whenever we talked about Dad, you would get very excited. But now, why do you back down in his presence?”

”I feel like Iʼve let him down,” Xue Yan said, trying to convince Wang Yue by sharing her feelings.

”It seems that Dad really loved you,” Wang Yue nodded. But just when Xue Yan thought he had been persuaded, he added, ”The more he loved you, the more he wanted you to be happy. So we need to show him how happy you are now.”

”He loved me so much, but I only stayed with him for three years… I really feel ashamed to face him now,” Xue Yan said, on the verge of crying.

”Of course, you canʼt find another man, but Iʼm different,” Wang Yue continued with his illogical reasoning. ”Iʼm Dadʼs only son, the continuation of his lineage. Now that heʼs gone, itʼs only natural for me to take his place and make you happy.”

Xue Yan seemed somewhat convinced by his words; she didnʼt object any further, but she also didnʼt take the initiative as she used to. It was clear that she was still deeply conflicted, and she simply chose to avoid dealing with the issue altogether.

”Okay, little sister. Wait a moment; let me take care of Mom,” Wang Yue said, giving Wang Yaruʼs little bottom a pat.