Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2144 - 465: A Special "Wedding" 2

Across the room, Wang Yue began his performance.

He chose a piece of cake heavily laden with frosting. After gripping his shaft, he pressed it into the creamy surface, plastering the dark-purple head with a thick layer of white. He strolled toward Wang Xin’er, brandishing his coated member with a smirk. "Sister, come here. Big Brother is going to feed you."

Xin’er complied immediately. She dropped into a crouch and parted her lips, drawing the massive head deep into her mouth. She licked and sucked away every trace of frosting, savoring the sensation with a rhythmic motion before finally pulling away.

Wang Yue promptly used his organ to scoop another portion of cream from the dish, returning it to her waiting mouth.

As they watched Xin’er feast upon Wang Yue’s impressive member, the mouths of all the women present—save for young Jingjing—went dry, each of them instinctively swallowing. It had been over two weeks; they were famished for his touch.

Su Mengyan watched from the sidelines as her son fed his sister with his own flesh. Her emotions were a tangled mess, yet a mounting hunger superseded all else.

She intended to surrender herself to her son that night, fully embracing the dynamic of a devoted mother-son pair. To her, this birthday celebration felt less like an ordinary party and more like their own clandestine, illicit union.

Admittedly, describing this as a birthday or wedding was degenerate, but was there anything more "ruined" than a mother and son in the throes of passion? If that was the intention, then the more debauched the ritual, the more fitting it was for the depravity scheduled for later that evening.

The slice of cake was modest. After several rounds, Wang Yue had removed all the frosting with his shaft, leaving only a fragment of sponge behind. Holding the plate near his sister’s lips, he used his manhood like a piston, driving the last morsel into her mouth.

Xin’er swallowed the cake and spent a long moment caressing his shaft, licking away the final traces of sweetness until it was pristine. She finally released him with a look of visible longing.

Xue Yan swallowed hard, struggling to suppress her own desire to join in. "Big Brother feeding Sister was a success. Now, it is Sister’s turn to feed Big Brother! Xin’er, do you have a plan?"

"I have been looking forward to this!" Xin’er stood and cut a fresh piece of cake. Ignoring the gaze of the assembly, she pulled a chair over and sat in a semi-reclined position.

She hiked her long gown to her waist, discarded her panties, and spread her delicate, jade-like legs wide, exposing her smooth, pale mound to the room.

She then overturned the plate, pressing it firmly against her crotch. The cake crumbled, smearing across her intimate folds, her abdomen, and the soft skin of her inner thighs.

"Eat up, Brother," Xin’er said with a smile, tossing the empty plate aside.

Wang Yue crouched, burying his face between her thighs. Like a cat at a basin, he lapped the cream and cake from her stomach before moving to her inner thighs. Finally, he focused on her swollen, craving slit and began to suck with intensity.

"Oh... Big Brother..." Xin’er’s legs locked around his head, her hands pressing him firmly into her core as her hips undulated, lost in the pleasure of his tongue.

The other women had felt jealousy earlier, but witnessing her being tasted in such a manner rendered them envious. They wished they were in her place.

Sucking alone was insufficient—they longed for the real experience. Seventeen pairs of eyes remained fixed on Wang Yue’s heavy member, which grazed the floor as he knelt, each woman imagining it driving into her own damp embrace.

However, the hierarchy was clear: tonight, Wang Yue belonged to Su Mengyan. Regardless of their burning desire, they had to wait their turn.

Wang Yue continued until his sister neared her peak. As he pulled away, her flushed, throbbing slit twitched, releasing a stream of clear nectar.

"Hard cock for the brother, wet pussy for the sister... you two have grown so much. It is a pity you are blood-related, or you could attain the 'real' pleasure of adulthood immediately," Xue Yan teased, her tone suddenly dropping into a serious register.

"A child’s birthday marks the mother’s day of suffering. As we celebrate, we must honor the trauma your mother endured to bring you into existence."

She paused. "A mother expects no return, yet you should demonstrate your gratitude. Since you are now adults, use the symbols of your maturity to serve your mother a piece of the cake!"

This arrangement had not been discussed with Su Mengyan beforehand. She appeared caught off guard. Wang Yue and Xin’er exchanged a glance, reaching a silent understanding.

Abruptly, Xin’er transitioned into a handstand. With her skirt falling aside and her underwear absent, her lower half was fully exposed. In this inverted stance, her legs splayed wide, revealing her glistening, damp core.

Wang Yue cut a piece of cake and, rather than using a plate, placed it directly upon his sister’s needy slit. Then, the pair—one standing, one inverted—approached Su Mengyan.

Wang Yue pressed his shaft against his sister’s wetness, coating his member in a mixture of cream and nectar, then presented it to his mother. "Mom, this is our offering to you. Please, partake."

"Exquisite. Using a mature cock and pussy as the 'utensils' to serve the cake... honoring her while demonstrating how much you have matured. You two are so considerate," Xue Yan exclaimed. She turned to Su Mengyan. "Mengyan, do you not feel like the most fortunate woman in the world?"

Though Su Mengyan was usually indifferent to public perception, performing this while sober in front of the entire family was jarring. Yet, she quickly adjusted her perspective: Let them stare. They are simply envious of my fortune.

"Mother is very pleased." After a lingering gaze at her son, she leaned forward. Her lips parted as she hovered over his head, gently drawing the cream into her mouth.

A ripple of playful cheers erupted—no condemnation, only envy and support.

Su Mengyan swirled her tongue around his shaft before engulfing the entire glans in her mouth.

"Whoa...!" The crowd cheered again.

Every woman present, excluding Jingjing, had tasted Wang Yue before, but Su Mengyan’s involvement carried different weight.

Primarily, she was his biological mother—that changed the nature of the act. Furthermore, she was the legendary "Number One Beauty," and seeing her so submissive proved a massive ego boost for everyone. The prospect of sharing this same member with Su Mengyan felt like a badge of honor.

Wang Yue felt the rush intensify. Although she had serviced him before, doing so in this manner—sober, before their family—was a unique thrill. He grew so aroused that he grabbed his mother’s head and commenced thrusting, treating her mouth like a vessel.

You little brat! Su Mengyan scolded him internally, though she made no move to stop him. Instead, she matched his tempo, drawing harder with every thrust. Her son was her world. If this pleased him, her dignity was irrelevant. She would have let him claim her mouth—or her body—right then and there.

Finally, Xue Yan interrupted. "This is meant to be cake-feeding time, not sex education. If you wish to learn how to be 'adults' with your mother, preserve that for behind closed doors."

Wang Yue ceased his thrusting, returning to the task of scooping cake from his sister’s slit to feed his mother.

One ate with enthusiasm, the other fed with fervor, and even Xin’er—though momentarily secondary—remained content.

Each time her brother reached for more sustenance, he brushed his heavy member against her pussy. It was not a full intrusion, but it was enough to keep her trembling.

Su Mengyan did not exclude her daughter, either. After finishing with her son, she moved to Xin’er’s slit, lapping up the remaining cream along with a generous portion of her daughter’s essence.

Typically, a woman might find the fluids of another repulsive, but Su Mengyan felt nothing of the sort. Part of it was due to their bond, but the true reason was that she knew her son desired it.

Everything he favored, she would facilitate. She had orchestrated this depraved gathering specifically to clear a path for him. She understood that while he loved her most, he could not relinquish the other beauties of the house. That was acceptable. Let them all be his. If mother and son was permissible, everything else was a minor detail.

"How does it feel? Did Mother satisfy you?" Xue Yan asked Wang Yue and Xin’er as the latter returned to her feet.