Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system Chapter 617: Ch-617: Queen and Princess (1)

Wang Ming's fingers deeply penetrated her posterior, lifting her as her legs wrapped around him. His lips remained locked with hers, savoring the taste as she reciprocated, treating his lips like a sweet confection.

Simultaneously, his hands caressed her rear, appreciating its softness. He could feel Wu Jing's soft moans against his mouth as their tongues engaged in another fervent dance, his saliva mingling with hers.

"Muah!" He finally broke the kiss, a thin thread of saliva connecting them.

"Ladies, I have a proposition to spice things up. How about a mother and daughter threesome?" Wang Ming shamelessly proposed, causing both women's eyes to widen in astonishment.

"Ooh... a threesome? I've never experienced that, but it sounds intriguing... You're far bolder than I imagined, Wang Ming," Zhang Shiyu playfully remarked, leaning forward to plant a kiss on Wang Ming's sculpted chest.

"Absolutely not, I don't agree," Wu Jing stated firmly.

"Daughter, don't be such a spoilsport," Zhang Shiyu replied with a hint of annoyance.

"Mother, are you insane? You're already betraying Father, and now you want a threesome... What if he finds out?" Wu Jing questioned, her voice laced with concern.

"Your father has a feeble member that can't satisfy me. And if no one tells, he won't find out," Zhang Shiyu retorted sharply.

"Come on, agree, it's going to be fun," Wang Ming urged, bestowing a kiss upon her lips before plunging two fingers into her virginal intimacy.

"Ahhh~! Wang Ming... W-What if he discovers... Hnnn~" Wu Jing's resistance began to crumble, both mentally and physically, as her lover continued to pleasure her with his fingers.

"Yes. Agree, daughter," Zhang Shiyu cooed, her hand continuing to stroke Wang Ming's hardening member, an inner excitement growing at the prospect of intimacy with her own daughter.

"Fine." The moment the word left Wu Jing's lips, her entire body quivered, and she climaxed onto Wang Ming's hand. Her heart raced, unable to comprehend her agreement to this turn of events.

"Good girl. Go lie on the bed while I prepare him," Zhang Shiyu instructed, nudging her daughter towards the bed. Wang Ming raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her words.

"This member looks a bit... unkempt. Allow me to clean it with my mouth," Zhang Shiyu declared, despite its pristine condition, as she knelt before him.

Zhang Shiyu knelt before Wang Ming, rhythmically pumping his stiffening member with swift movements while her tongue danced playfully over his scrotum.

Her tongue darted here and there, caressing his testicles, moistening them with her eager saliva.

Then, she drew her tongue along the underside of his balls and opened her mouth. Slowly, deliberately, she closed her lips around his left testicle, beginning to suckle.

"Ahhh..."

Wang Ming could only emit a groan. She was remarkably adept at this! The fact that she was performing oral intimacy in front of her daughter only intensified his arousal.

"Son-in-law, wait; I will prepare my daughter for you," Zhang Shiyu whispered huskily, sending a shiver down his spine that tightened his erection, causing pre-ejaculate to appear.

"Mother..." Wu Jing's eyes widened as she felt her mother's body press against hers from behind, her nude buttocks resting on Wu Jing’s bare lap. A jolt of electricity coursed down her spine.

Zhang Shiyu leaned over from behind, her lips finding the sensitive skin of her daughter's neck.

"Ahhh~!?"

Wu Jing gasped at the unexpected sensation, but the ministrations continued. Gentle nibbles at her earlobes, tender caresses of her breasts, and playful pinching of her nipples. Soon, all tension dissipated from Wu Jing's body as she melted under her mother's intimate touch.

'What a depraved yet intensely arousing spectacle,' Wang Ming mused internally.

"S-Stop, Hng... Mother!" Wu Jing's eyes widened in a mixture of shock and shame as she felt her mother's finger probe her delicate entrance.

"Hehehe, just bear with it a little longer."

Zhang Shiyu continued to explore and touch Wu Jing's intimate folds.

It was evident to Wang Ming that this was stimulating Wu Jing, who couldn't help but moan under her mother's skillful ministrations. His erection grew harder with each passing moment.

'To witness a mother and daughter exhibiting and touching their intimate areas in such a manner... gulp.'

Wang Ming had encountered such scenes before, and this was his ultimate fantasy, his legendary Oyakodon. He found himself utterly captivated by the unfolding tableau.

Zhang Shiyu, too, was visibly aroused by the scene; her nipples hardened into tight buds, and Wu Jing's exposed nipples mirrored the same transformation, indicating her escalating arousal.

"Haa.... Haah.... Haaang.... Hng..."

A knowing smile played on Zhang Shiyu's lips as she continued to stimulate her daughter's intimate areas, her hand becoming slick with Wu Jing's burgeoning lubrication.

"Lick."

"!!"

Wu Jing squeezed her eyes shut, embarrassed, but Zhang Shiyu simply continued, a satisfied smile gracing her features.

Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish.

"That's right, climax freely, my dear daughter."

"Heeuuuuh... M-Mother, stop, I can't take any more... Ooooof!"

Pshooooooosh

Her private areas, now exquisitely sensitive, reached a state of easy arousal, culminating with the gentlest touch. Yet, her mother persisted in exploring her daughter's nether regions with her fingers, a lewd grin gracing her lips. The bed had already become saturated with Wu Jing's bodily fluids.

"Heeuh...Heeh...N-No more....Heeuh"

Despite Zhang Shiyu ceasing her ministrations and granting a moment of respite, Wu Jing's back continued to tremble from the

lingering sensations of her climax.

Ultimately, Zhang Shiyu's hand meandered downwards, settling upon Wu Jing's thighs before gently parting her legs, magnificently unveiling the princess's most intimate core. It possessed a stunning pink hue, akin to a precious gem, and was thoroughly slick with the fluids of desire, a testament to her profound arousal.

She then guided Wang Ming's formidable member towards her daughter's moist entryway, commanding,

"Have intercourse with her, my son-in-law."

Wang Ming's breaths grew ragged; this was the very juncture where she had intervened previously. He inclined his head and slowly began to push forward.

The head of his thick virile member breached her entrance, eliciting a soft cry. A fleeting surge of pain followed, and a crimson trickle emerged, marking the sheets below.