Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2150 - 471: Entering Mother 2

With a fluid motion, he slipped his hand down into his mother’s smalls, his fingers gliding between her thighs to press firmly against her engorged, slick-with-desire petals, rubbing back and forth with deliberate, slow pressure.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

Shuddering violently, Su Mengyan felt her tense muscles surrender completely to her son’s caressing hand, her body going limp. Her nipples had become tight, aching knots, and a persistent surge of heat pulsed steadily from her core.

Realizing his mother was thoroughly aroused, Wang Yue climbed over her to straddle her frame, hiking her nightgown upward to expose her pale, flawless skin.

Her breasts stood firm and upright, the tips rigid like polished gems. Beneath her, those tiny lace panties were saturated, providing a tantalizing look at the lush, hidden curves.

Wang Yue felt his throat tighten. Recalling his earlier discovery that she was wearing a thong, his pulse raced at the thought she might have worn it specifically for his eyes. He leaned down, pressing soft kisses along her thighs atop the silk stockings. The sight of her delicate flesh through the mesh was intoxicating, and he lost himself in the sensation as he dragged his tongue across the fabric.

This blend of strange, itchy anticipation and raw pleasure pushed Su Mengyan toward the edge, her frame trembling as fluid began to flow freely.

Sensing the moment was perfect, Wang Yue cast aside his own clothing before sliding her undergarments down to her ankles.

Su Mengyan lay there now in full display—her chest heaving, her long legs still clad in their thin, silky covering. Her plump, "steamed bun" mound was drenched in desire, with her thick outer lips parted to reveal the glistening, succulent interior. The visual was even more provocative than if she were totally bare.

Unable to restrain his impulse, Wang Yue reached out and pinched her erect little pearl.

"Ah!"

The sudden, direct stimulation shattered Su Mengyan’s composure. Her knuckles whitened as she clutched the bedding, her body writhing as a torrent of moisture escaped her.

"Ah... you naughty boy..."

She could no longer manage her restraint. Breathing in ragged gasps, she allowed her son’s hand to explore her core, which had turned into a literal swamp of passion.

Caught between his teasing touch and her mounting fire, she was drowning in her own need. She was powerless to stop him as his fingers flicked and ground rhythmically against her sensitive center.

"Ngh..."

Each time his fingertips brushed her most sensitive spot, a jolt of numbing delight electrified her. A soft moan escaped her lips, and her right hand moved instinctively to grip his scorching-hot manhood. This dual sensation sent her pleasure into the stratosphere, causing her back to arch in a spasm of ecstasy.

Su Mengyan felt as if she were burning from the inside out. Her heart screamed for him to drive his massive length deep into her aching heat to push her to the limit. Yet, the remnants of her maternal modesty prevented her from fully embracing the wildness she felt inside.

As Wang Yue persisted in flicking her swollen bud, she tried to squirm away, letting out rhythmic, airy moans from her bright red lips: "Mmm... mm..."

Blushing a deep, vibrant crimson, she attempted to press her beautiful legs together to block him, even grabbing his hand with both of hers in a futile resistance.

But the cunning Wang Yue quickly silenced her protests with a deep, consuming kiss. With eyes half-closed and brows furrowed, Su Mengyan looked breathtakingly beautiful in her state of distressed lust.

He devoured her cherry lips with a possessive hunger. Her hot breath fanned across his face as his agile tongue worked its rhythm—one moment delicate like a silkworm weaving thread, the next aggressive and forceful, tangling with her own like a powerful python.

Su Mengyan felt like a bird buffeted by a storm of desire. She eventually gave in, meeting his tongue, deepening their connection.

The kiss was incredibly sweet, yet it only stoked the wildfire in her belly. She finally let herself go, sinking into a hazy, euphoric world of pure sensation.

She exhaled a faint, floral aroma, her body emitting its own natural, musky perfume. Down below, she was a mess of emotion, her juices coating Wang Yue’s hand as proof of her total abandonment.

Captivated by his skillful technique, Su Mengyan felt increasingly feverish. Her core pulsed—aching and begging for his thick, burning "python" to fill the void.

Wang Yue was reaching his own limit. He rose to his knees, his rigid, hot shaft pointing directly at her.

He guided her hand to grasp his throbbing length while his free hand kneaded her full, resilient breasts. Su Mengyan appeared so shy, trembling visibly under every caress.

The intensity of the fire was nearly unbearable. She began to stroke him, her vision becoming glazed and unfocused.

Witnessing her in this state, Wang Yue knew his stunning mother had passed the point of no return. He pressed his semi-nude body against hers and stripped away the remaining scraps of fabric. At last, her mature, exquisitely feminine form lay completely bared before him!

She panted heavily, her ivory skin shimmering under the glow as her breasts rose and fell with every breath. She was breathtaking. Her perfect chest swayed in time with her movements, and her plump, inviting heat glistened.

Her silhouette was magnificent—a slender waist, a flat stomach, and a pair of massive, pearly-white glutes with a perfect curve. Her pale pink opening was soaked, the petals twitching and fluttering with every small motion, appearing just as inviting as the lips of her mouth.

Wang Yue parted her snowy thighs and kissed her entrance, the scent of a mature woman filling his senses. He licked at her inner and outer petals before lightly grazing her pea-sized bud with his teeth.

"Ah... ah... you little devil... you are making Mom... feel so out of control... you are... so... bad..."

Su Mengyan, beautiful enough to make any man climax instantly, felt the pleasure settle into her very bones like an electric shock. Her hips rose and ground into him, her fingers tangled in his hair as she released soft, breathless cries of joy.

"Ah... I cannot take it... oh god... that feels... so divine... I am going to... I am going to..."

Wang Yue sucked and nibbled ruthlessly on the damp petals. A fresh, hot torrent of desire poured from her like a spring. Her body jerked, her toes curled tightly, and she arched her back, lifting her dripping core to offer him full, unfettered access to all of her.