Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2078 - 407: The Third Leap of the Mortal Transformation Level 4

After more than ten years as a widow, her emotions toward her late husband had slowly diminished. Yet, with advancing age, her cravings intensified.

Added to her relaxed duties at the Wang household, she found ample opportunity to dwell on sensual fantasies. Frequently, she awoke during the night to discover her undergarments drenched.

Previously, she handled her needs alone, but upon learning from Li Menglan about the young master's exceptional prowess, simple self-pleasure failed to fulfill her anymore.

Even picturing the young master as her fantasy partner proved insufficient; she yearned to share a night with him.

Still, she recognized the impossibility.

The young master served as the only successor to the Wang family, one of the three prominent clans.

She merely acted as the chief servant in the Wang household, far from untouched.

How could she possibly draw his interest?

To her surprise, Li Menglan displayed remarkable devotion. Once granted the young master's attention, she refused to hoard it and orchestrated this encounter. The young master, moved by the staff's dedication to the Wang family, consented.

For Sister Cui, this opportunity felt like a massive windfall. Her dream was on the verge of realization—how could she contain her thrill?

Nevertheless, spotting the young master on the bed with his eyes blindfolded made her anxious.

After all, he was the young master, born into privilege. Could she, an ordinary servant, tarnish him?

For an instant, Sister Cui considered retreating. But departing now would betray the generosity of both the young master and Li Menglan.

Following some internal conflict, Sister Cui gathered her resolve and approached the bed. Silently, she extended her shaking hands and carefully slid off the young master's trousers.

As the fabric fell away, Wang Yue's robust and lengthy member leaped free, standing tall and defiant.

Sister Cui clamped her hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp of amazement.

Though Li Menglan had described it vividly, encountering the young master's member firsthand left her in awe. It was enormous! Utterly imposing!

After gazing at it briefly, Sister Cui extended her hands and grasped it, as though in deep respect.

The searing warmth, the steel-like firmness, and the vigorous throbbing set her pulse racing.

Overwhelmed, she drew her face nearer and nestled the young master's member against her seasoned, soft cheek, caressing it there.

Moments later, Sister Cui parted her lips, eager to envelop the young master's member. Yet, fearing it might offend, she wavered considerably.

At that instant, Wang Yue subtly thrust his hips forward, slipping half his member into Sister Cui's waiting mouth.

Sister Cui felt a mix of shock and joy. She gripped the member firmly right away and started sucking with enthusiasm, lowering her head to draw more of it inside.

Yet, Wang Yue's member proved too immense. Despite her efforts, Sister Cui managed only half within her.

The sensation of her mouth stuffed with the member nearly triggered her climax. Her undergarments were thoroughly wet.

The young master's member was utterly captivating. Sister Cui desired to clutch and savor it endlessly.

But she understood the young master couldn't be hers alone. Numerous other women awaited their moments. She mustn't linger excessively. Thus, after some sucking and bobbing in her mouth, she withdrew it with regret.

Next, Sister Cui stripped off her servant's attire piece by piece, placing it aside to avoid soiling it amid her upcoming closeness with the young master.

Wang Yue scrutinized Sister Cui via his sensory skills. Unlike the vibrant elder women in his home, Sister Cui, now advanced in years, showed slightly slackened skin, with her ample breasts dipping downward. Her looks lacked appeal, yet it heightened her seasoned allure.

Wang Yue, fond of elder women already, beheld Sister Cui's form and felt his member stiffen further.

Once undressed, Sister Cui cautiously mounted the bed, parted her thighs, and positioned herself atop Wang Yue. She clutched his massive member in one hand while parting her slick folds, then eased downward, guiding the member into her.

Thanks to her natural wetness, Wang Yue's full member slid completely into Sister Cui's depths.

Though not inexperienced, Sister Cui had gone without intimacy for over a decade. Never had she accommodated such a sizable member. As Wang Yue's huge member penetrated her, she sensed an unprecedented fullness and delight, though mingled with unease and ache.

Aware that halting midway must discomfort Wang Yue, Sister Cui pushed aside her concerns. She inhaled deeply and dropped down abruptly.

That action drove Wang Yue's member nearly halfway inside, yet not fully as anticipated.

For midway, Wang Yue seized her full rear with both hands.

"Slow down, let’s get used to it first," Wang Yue said softly.

Noticing the young master's concern even now, Sister Cui felt deeply moved. Thus, she paused briefly, unwilling to squander his thoughtfulness.

Even with just half of Wang Yue's member within her, the discomfort and pain multiplied. Yet beyond that, an overwhelming fullness and ecstasy surged through her.

After some time, believing Sister Cui had adjusted, Wang Yue let go, permitting her to proceed further.

Grasping his intent, Sister Cui advanced cautiously this time. She shifted gradually, inching Wang Yue's member deeper inside.

In roughly ten seconds, the mighty member touched her innermost barrier. Sister Cui sensed Wang Yue's member not just occupying her body, but claiming her spirit.

From that point, her devotion fixed solely on the young master.

Yet shortly, she noted her depths filled, but Wang Yue's member not entirely buried. A portion remained outside.

She marveled at the young master's splendor inwardly, but refrained from descending more. Instead, she rocked her rounded hips upward and downward, tantalizing him.

With those motions, Sister Cui lost all restraint. Each thrust of Wang Yue's member within her sent her spirit soaring. The bliss was so profound, she'd embrace eternal torment for it.

Soon, Sister Cui shuddered entirely, climaxing hard.

Wang Yue unleashed his essence, flooding deep into Sister Cui's core. Simultaneously, he channeled his inner force to draw out her long-stored yin energy.

Sister Cui already floated in rapture, and Wang Yue's powerful release amplified her bliss. This exquisite sensation persisted at length.

For both genders, peaks typically fade quickly. But Sister Cui's endured almost three minutes. The thrill of yielding her yin energy surpassed the climax itself.

Only when Wang Yue claimed all her yin energy did he cease. Sister Cui abruptly weakened, slumping onto Wang Yue, limp as a rag.

The influx of yin energy merged with his pure yang in the meridians, sparking a fierce surge in his true energy. His cultivation advanced steadily.

He had assumed absorbing a woman's yin energy this way would yield lesser gains than shared practice.

Yet he erred. This unilateral draw proved superior to dual methods, as shared practice demands sharing rewards, while here he claimed everything.

Luckily, Wang Yue lacked malice and possessed mental clarity. Else, power's lure might have turned him predatory.

Though unilateral absorption excelled short-term, it offered only once. Depleted yin energy yielded no more. Over time, mutual practice remained preferable.

Wang Yue processed the Yuan Yin swiftly. In mere half a minute, he nearly fully refined the essence from Sister Cui.

Then, via their joined link, he infused a blend of yin-yang true energy back into her.

Lacking dual practice, Sister Cui absorbed little of this true energy.

This trace amount wouldn't forge her into a warrior, but it would vitalize her form, preserving youth for another decade at least—a modest gift from Wang Yue.

Nurtured by Wang Yue's true energy, Sister Cui recovered faint vigor. She dismounted him deliberately, dressed in silence, and departed wordlessly.

Though drained throughout, she sensed profound ease, as if rejuvenated.

Crucially, the three-minute peak gratified her immensely. Decades of suppressed longing erupted fully. She'd likely need ten to fifteen days' rest before urges returned.

From about 5 p.m. to deep into the following night, spanning nearly thirty hours, Wang Yue indulged in wildly excessive acts. He coupled with sixty-nine distinct women, exceeding any prior single partner's tally since his first with Yan’s mother.

As he recalled, the Wang Family Manor housed just seventy servants. Minus Li Menglan, that equaled precisely sixty-nine.

Did that imply every servant had shared his bed at least once? Most virgins too. Utterly outrageous.

Still, the outrageous results delighted. Empowered by sixty-nine Yuan Yin infusions, his cultivation leaped three stages, from late first layer of Mortal Shedding Realm straight to mid-fourth layer.