Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2156 - 477: Primal Yin Extends the Night 2

Su Mengyan yielded completely to the humid, entwined heat shared with her son. As she kissed him in a daze, her twin peaks swelled under his touch, forcing her to lean on her graceful hands while her body arched upward in anticipation.

Wang Yue possessed not only skilled hands and lips but also an impeccable sense of timing.

As his palms traced upward, savoring the satiny texture of her breasts, the internal flames within Su Mengyan flared brighter. When his fingers finally reached the summits to tease her twin crimson buds with deliberate intensity, the sensation was so piercing she could do nothing but cry out.

Wang Yue increased his pressure, causing her moans to pitch higher. He transitioned into an erratic rhythm—shifting between teasingly light and overwhelmingly dominant—leaving Su Mengyan helplessly adrift in a whirlwind of desire.

Under his expertly kneading grip, her vocalizations rose and fell, imbued with a deep, trembling lust. The fire surging within her hammered against her composure, intensifying with every passing moment.

These "magic hands" dismantled what remained of her defenses; she could no longer hold back.

Suddenly, Wang Yue’s fingers slipped wetly into her hidden valley. Feeling the slick, warm heat between her thighs, he pressed her firmly against the mattress and parted her limbs wide.

A massive, undeniable fullness struck at her entrance before a searing intensity drove directly into the core of her being.

He buried himself to the base within her flower-heart; the heat of the encounter forced a sharp gasp from Su Mengyan as she felt stretched to her very boundary.

Wang Yue’s massive member filled every microscopic fold of her tight channel. Though his foreplay had prepared her to be perfectly slick, and though she had craved this total fullness, the sudden, raw power of his entry was staggering.

The intense tingle, combined with the sharp sting of being expanded, consumed her senses. Had she not already climaxed previously, this singular thrust likely would have caused her internal dam to breach instantly.

Wang Yue remained deep within her, relishing the tight, suffocating heat of her core.

After drawing ragged breaths for a long duration, Su Mengyan finally accommodated his weight.

That thick, sturdy rod began to grind and slide, friction igniting every inch of her slit until she felt as if she were drifting into another realm.

Successive waves of indescribable pleasure crashed over her mind and body, drawing earth-shattering cries of joy from her throat.

Wang Yue maintained a measured, rhythmic cadence. Su Mengyan basked in the exquisite ecstasy her beloved boy provided—her face flushed, her brows drawn in a delicate grimace, her lips parted with her eyes closed in surrender. Her expression was a masterpiece of "pain-meets-pleasure" that eluded verbal description.

She bit her lip, eyes half-veiled, enduring the relentless impact. From her lips escaped soft, trembling moans—a blend of agony and pure, unadulterated bliss.

Her voice functioned like a siren song, perpetually plucking the fragile "strings" of Wang Yue’s heart. His eyes turned bloodshot as the furnace in his belly roared into an inferno.

Consumed by hyper-arousal, his movements grew increasingly violent and dramatic, granting his own mother the most intense experience of her life.

Su Mengyan panted, drenched in sweat, appearing as though she were begging for reprieve—yet her body broadcasted a conflicting desire. She wrapped her legs around his waist, bucking her hips to meet him, actively inviting the invasion.

Wang Yue transitioned her onto all fours. As she arched her back, his cock lunged forward, piercing through her to fill her completely once more. The overwhelming sensation of fullness pulsed rhythmically.

Her upper body slumped against the linens, leaving only her white-jade hips lifted to meet his persistent force.

She whispered sweet, lewd provocations into the pillows, surrendering entirely to his conquest.

Any shred of former dignity had vanished; she knew only how to serve him, allowing her son to drag her to the peak repeatedly.

"You’re... ah... nnh... you’re burying so deep... oh..."

Wang Yue increased his velocity and strength. The sensation rendered Su Mengyan’s mind blank. Her body acted on pure animal instinct, grinding her backside against him with all her remaining strength. He slammed into her with even greater force, a sensation so addictive she couldn’t escape the trance.

Her complexion deepened to a dark red—sweet, submissive, and remarkably endearing. The electric charge at their point of junction pushed his own resolve to the breaking point, driving his rhythm to become even more savage.

Amidst that soul-consuming pleasure, Su Mengyan felt a final, tidal wave of sweetness wash over her.

"Ah...!"

With one final cry, her thoughts vanished. Her limp, exposed frame shuddered beneath him in a beautiful, near-convulsive spasm. Once the shaking abated, she succumbed to a peaceful swoon.

Wang Yue emitted a wry, frustrated chuckle. His mother’s body was far too sensitive; she could not withstand the full extent of his "punishment," yet he had tempered himself so much he remained unsatisfied.

If he didn't initiate another round, he would have to find another outlet.

A note to self: holding back so much is a mistake, he mused.

Helplessly, he channeled another burst of Primal Yin energy into her.

Soon, Su Mengyan’s eyes flickered open, showing a hint of guilt. Words were insufficient; she was prepared to persist until the end. She reached up to pull him into a deep kiss, her lips parting his to coax out his tongue.

With their faces mere inches apart, their tongues collided in a complex, rhythmic dance. The air hung heavy with the sound of their labored breaths. Wang Yue pulled her sensual frame tight, sealing his mouth over hers.

He drank in her sweetness, appreciating her soft lips and floral breath anew. Soon, his tongue dove into the damp depths of her mouth, hunting for hers to lock them together.

They swallowed each other’s juices like travelers in a desert. This long, intense kiss felt like rain after a long drought.

Wang Yue saw sparks in his vision, and Su Mengyan’s body continued to tremble. Her son’s presence brought that familiar blend of pleasure and anticipation. Her tongue swirled with his, the warmth of the kiss feeling both cozy and explosive.

She felt her entire body relax, gradually slipping back into a dream-like state of bliss.

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