Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1981 - 310: The Joy of Mother and Son 2

"Let’s just prepare something semi-finished and warm it up briefly." Wang Yue wasn’t actually hungry; his only desire was to savor the intimate thrill of doing chores alongside his mother.

As he had expressed, he wanted to keep her in his embrace and share that unique spark of excitement regardless of what she was doing. Infusing passion into every mundane detail of life felt both comforting and wonderful—it was, in his eyes, the ultimate joy one could experience.

"Alright," Su Mengyan conceded, though she added a soft caution, "Just be gentle, son. Your mom doesn't want to get so overwhelmed with pleasure that she can't get anything done."

"I'll take it slow, I promise." Wang Yue reduced the pace of his thrusts, moving only once every few seconds and occasionally stopping altogether. Even the simple sensation of his penis being pressed firmly against his mother’s vagina provided him with incredible satisfaction.

Despite the distraction, Su Mengyan eventually finished the meal under Wang Yue’s restraint: a spread consisting of pork, a dish of ham and eggs, sautéed bamboo shoots, and chilled bean sprouts. With two meat and two vegetable options, she also added a bowl of meatball and vermicelli soup.

Following his mother’s insistence, Wang Yue reluctantly withdrew his penis from between her thighs, and the pair moved into the dining area with their dinner.

"Mom, I want you to feed me," Wang Yue requested as he took a seat right next to her. Using his index finger, he fashioned two openings in her top to expose her full, pale breasts, playing with them even as he spoke.

"You act like such a baby. You're far too old for this. Don't you have your own hands?" Su Mengyan remarked with a helpless sigh.

"My hands are occupied," Wang Yue countered, offering a grin as he captured one of her breasts and gave it a soft squeeze.

Finding the sensation pleasant, Su Mengyan didn't argue further. She lifted a piece of bamboo shoot with her chopsticks and moved it toward his mouth, but Wang Yue didn't accept it. Instead, he suggested, "I want you to feed it to me through your mouth."

"You little troublemaker, always thinking of new games," Su Mengyan teased. Nevertheless, she placed the bamboo shoot in her own mouth and leaned in to kiss her son's lips.

Wang Yue didn't take the food immediately. He lingered to lick her soft lips before sliding his tongue inside to taste the bamboo shoot and her mouth simultaneously.

After a full minute of kissing, he broke away but continued to massage her breasts.

Su Mengyan picked up a slice of meat to feed him next, but he once again extended the kiss. "Son, eat quickly. The meal is going to get cold," she urged, even though she was enjoying the intimacy. Since the food was pre-prepared, its quality would drop significantly if it lost its heat.

"It doesn't matter. I can always reheat it," Wang Yue dismissed. "Mom, you need to eat as well. Let's share everything."

Su Mengyan took a mouthful of food and pressed her lips to her son's. While he tasted her, she chewed the portion and passed half of it to him. Wang Yue found the experience delightful; the food seasoned with his mother’s saliva seemed more delicious than even the rarest mutated Yangtze River knifefish.

They maintained this rhythm for more than thirty minutes. They hadn't consumed much, yet the intensity of the kissing left them breathless. "Son, the food is cold now. Let's stop," Su Mengyan suggested.

Her breasts were already sensitive and aroused from his touch. She felt the urge to head to the bedroom and deepen their intimacy.

"We can heat it back up," Wang Yue insisted. "But first, Mom, it's time for you to feed me with your other mouth."

"What other mouth?" Su Mengyan asked, momentarily confused.

Wang Yue smirked, shifting his hand from her chest to her lower body. "Right here," he clarified.

"Oh? No, I couldn't possibly!" Su Mengyan exclaimed. Even though she was bold and affectionate with him, this proposal made her feel a surge of embarrassment.

"Mom, please. I really want to try it. Just once, please," Wang Yue pleaded. He hoisted his mother up and sat her on the table, spreading her legs and shifting her underwear aside until it looked like a loincloth. Her damp, flushed vagina was now fully exposed to his gaze.

Though she felt shy, Su Mengyan didn't pull away from his touch. Being in such a position, she decided to simply let him have his way.

Wang Yue fished a cold meatball out of the soup and brought it toward his mother’s vagina.

The meatballs were quite delicate and would crumble under too much pressure. His mother's vagina was so tight that the meatball would likely break if forced in directly.

To prevent this, Wang Yue infused a bit of his vital energy into the food, making it firm and bouncy. He then positioned it at the entrance of her dripping vagina and pushed it inside carefully.

The meatballs were small, only a fraction of the size of Wang Yue’s penis. He managed to tuck them inside without much trouble, using his fingers to nudge them deeper.

Despite their small size, Su Mengyan’s vagina had only ever experienced the birth of Wang Yue and Wang Xin, and her son's fingers earlier that day. The sensation was jarring, causing her to whimper, "Son, take it out; it hurts Mom too much."

"Don't worry, let me have some soup first," Wang Yue said with a mischievous look. He pressed his mouth against her vagina, using his tongue to lap up the nectar at the opening before licking her sensitive labia and turgid clitoris.

Su Mengyan was overcome with pleasure from his licking. Her natural lubrication flowed like a mountain spring, filling Wang Yue’s mouth.

Then, Wang Yue gripped her firmly and sucked with force. Aided by the slick fluids, he managed to draw out the meatball that had been marinating inside her and began to chew it with relish.

Watching her son consume a meatball that had been inside her body made Su Mengyan feel a mix of intense shame and arousal.

After thoroughly masticating the meatball, Wang Yue swallowed it along with her juices. He licked his lips and declared, "That was incredible!"

This time, Su Mengyan didn't wait for him. She took a piece of meat herself and tucked it into her vagina. "Here, son, have some more," she encouraged.

Wang Yue was thrilled by her cooperation. He knelt between her thighs again, repeating the process of licking and sucking until he could retrieve the meat to chew slowly.

However, this time he didn't swallow immediately. He leaned up to kiss her, sharing the food and the juices with her. He only let her go once she had swallowed the morsel.

"Mom, what do you think? How does your own body taste?" Wang Yue asked, smiling.

"It's not good at all," Su Mengyan replied, frowning slightly. She found the taste of her own secretions unappealing.

Wang Yue seemed taken aback. "It's a delicacy to me; how could you not like it?"

Su Mengyan smiled softly. She understood that his love for her made everything about her taste wonderful to him, just as she found pleasure in the taste of his semen.

With that thought, Su Mengyan felt a sudden, deep craving of her own.