Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 2194 - 515: A Mother Listens to Her Daughter’s Ecstasy 1

Everything finally clicked for Su Nuanyue. She realized why her daughter had been saying those things earlier; the girl had tasted the forbidden fruit herself and, in a twisted display of devotion, wanted to share her lover with her mother.

It left Nuanyue feeling a bizarre mix of emotions.

On one hand, what her daughter was doing—sleeping with her own cousin—was scandalous.

On the other hand, it came from a place of genuine, if warped, filial piety.

The sound of soft moans and the rhythmic slapping of skin soon filled the air, and Nuanyue realized with a start that they were actually doing it right there in the courtyard.

At this point, she wasnʼt even angry anymore. Instead, a wave of anxiety washed over her—they were being so loud! What if the neighbors heard them? How could she ever show her face again?

But despite her worry, her daughterʼs words echoed in her mind, fueling a forbidden curiosity. Was Wang Yueʼs ”equipment” really as large as Cancan claimed, or was it just her daughterʼs lack of experience? And what kind of positions were they in right now?

While Nuanyueʼs mind was a chaotic mess, the two in the courtyard were locked in a feverish embrace.

They were both completely naked now. Wang Yue stood tall while Cancan clung to him, her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs locked tightly around his waist.

Wang Yueʼs massive length was buried deep inside her. As he began walking toward her bedroom, each step he took acted as a powerful thrust, driving him deeper into her tight heat.

”Oh... baby brother... my sweet husband... your cock... itʼs too much... youʼre fucking me so good...” Starving for his touch, the sensation of being filled so completely made Cancan wail with pleasure.

Wang Yue held her lush, heavy rear in his hands, using his momentum to slam his hips against her with every step.

His firm chest pressed and rubbed against her large, pert breasts as they moved, making Cancan feel like her soul was about to take flight.

By the time he carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed, she was already on the verge of her first climax.

”Baby brother... please... use that big cock... give it to me hard... Iʼm almost there...”

Seeing how wild and needy his ”cousin-wife” had become, Wang Yue let out a wicked chuckle. Instead of pushing her over the edge, he did the opposite—he pulled himself out entirely.

”Mmm... why did you stop? It hurts... please...” The sudden void left Cancan feeling an unbearable, empty itch.

”You really are a little slut, arenʼt you? Is this what you wanted? For your husband to fuck you all night long?”

Wang Yue knelt between her spread legs. He looked down at her swollen, wet center—her labia like delicate flower petals—and began to tease her, rubbing his hard crown against her sensitive folds without entering.

”Yes... I want you to fuck me all night... please... it itches so much... put it in!” Cancan was dripping with desire. The teasing was driving her to the brink of madness. ”Oh... itʼs so hot... baby... donʼt just rub it... Iʼm dying here... I need you inside... fuck your little slut... Iʼm yours... baby brother... my husband... please... fuck me... fuck me!”

”You really are a needy one, arenʼt you? You want it that bad? Well, too bad,” he teased, continuing to grind against her and circling her clitoris with his thumb and his length. Her juices were flowing freely now, and her crimson folds had parted slightly, practically begging for him to enter.

Wang Yue felt a surge of pride at the sight.

”Ah... youʼre killing me... mmm... your cousin is such a slut... you little brat... husband... my sweet husband... please... put it in... I canʼt take the itch anymore... just fuck me... please!”

Hearing her beg like that made Wang Yueʼs pulse skyrocket. After a few more agonizing rubs, he positioned himself at her opening and gave a sharp, powerful thrust. He slid easily into her slick, tight heat.

The sudden, total fullness brought Cancan an instant, explosive relief. ”Ah! Ah! You brat... my husband... oh... itʼs so big... your hard cock is stretching me so good... it feels amazing... so full... oh god!”

”God, youʼre still so tight, Sis... Iʼm going to... oh... Iʼm going to wreck this little pussy tonight... mmm... the way youʼre squeezing me... it feels so good...”

Wang Yue began to drive into her with everything he had. His hands moved to her large, pale breasts, kneading them roughly while his fingers pinched and twisted her firm, pink nipples.

”Ah... husband... itʼs so long... so thick... I love it... I love your cock so much... harder... fuck me!”

Cancan lay there with her legs wide, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching around him in a frantic rhythm, her hips bucking to meet every one of his thrusts.

To help him go even deeper, she arched her back, thrusting her pelvis upward.

The primal, raw nature of the act had stripped away all her inhibitions, leaving nothing but a woman lost in lust.

”Ah... my husband... baby... itʼs so good... keep going... fuck me to death... kill me with it... yes... fuck your slutty sister... use that big cock and just destroy me... oh!”

Waves of intense pleasure radiated from her core, washing over her entire body.

”Ah! Ah! Harder... mmm... sweet husband... fuck me harder... I love you... I love your cock... itʼs the best thing Iʼve ever felt... fuck me... just keep going!”

She writhed on the sheets, her hands gripping the fabric so hard her knuckles were white.

Her entire body rocked back and forth with the force of his movements, her heavy breasts swaying in a way that was utterly hypnotic.

Wang Yue felt the incredible suction of her tight walls against his crown, sending sparks of electricity through him.

Every time he went deep, he could feel himself hitting her cervix. It drove him into a frenzy.

He began a relentless cycle of pulling out until he was almost clear, then slamming back in with everything he had, his large head grinding and rotating against the entrance to her womb. It left her breathless and arching her back in ecstasy.

”Ah... husband... oh god... the way youʼre hitting me... itʼs incredible... youʼre hitting the spot... ah... Iʼm going to die... it feels too good... baby brother... harder... faster... Iʼm losing it... break me... just break me!”

Cancan wailed without shame, her cries the only way to express the sheer magnitude of her satisfaction.

But lying there and taking it wasnʼt Cancanʼs style. Even though what he was doing felt amazing, she wanted more.

She began to thrust her hips back at him with violent intensity, desperate to feel him even deeper.