Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2194 - 515: A Mother Listens to Her Daughter’s Ecstasy 1

It all became clear to Su Nuanyue. She understood why her daughter had spoken that way before; the girl had already sampled the forbidden and, in a strange display of devotion, desired to share her lover with her mother.

This left Nuanyue with a peculiar mix of feelings.

On one hand, her daughter's actions—engaging in intimacy with her own cousin—were utterly scandalous.

Yet, on the other, it stemmed from a place of sincere, albeit misguided, filial devotion.

The sound of soft moans and the rhythmic impact of skin soon permeated the air, and Nuanyue realized with a jolt that they were actually engaged in intimacy right there in the courtyard.

By this point, anger had completely dissipated. Instead, a wave of apprehension washed over her—their noise was so loud! What if the neighbors overheard? How could she ever face anyone again?

Despite her worries, her daughter's words echoed in her mind, igniting a forbidden curiosity. Was Wang Yue’s 'member' truly as substantial as Cancan had indicated, or was it merely a reflection of her daughter's inexperience? And what specific positions were they adopting at this moment?

While Nuanyue's thoughts swirled in a chaotic vortex, the pair in the courtyard were locked in a passionate embrace.

They were both completely undressed. Wang Yue stood, while Cancan clung to him, her arms encircling his neck and her legs tightly locked around his waist.

Wang Yue's impressive length was buried deep within her. As he began to move towards her bedroom, each step served as a powerful thrust, driving him deeper into her intense heat.

"Oh... baby brother... my darling husband... your cock... it's immense... you're fucking me so wonderfully..." Starved for his touch, the sensation of being filled so completely caused Cancan to cry out in pleasure.

Wang Yue held her full, heavy rear in his hands, using his stride to slam his hips against hers with every movement.

His firm chest pressed and grazed against her ample, firm breasts as they moved, making Cancan feel as though her very soul was ascending.

By the time he carried her into the bedroom and gently placed her onto the bed, she was already nearing her first climax.

"Baby brother... please... use that big cock... give it to me forcefully... I'm almost there..."

Witnessing how uninhibited and desperate his 'cousin-wife' had become, Wang Yue let out a sly chuckle. Instead of pushing her to the edge, he did the opposite—he withdrew completely.

"Mmm... why did you cease? It pains me... please..." The sudden emptiness left Cancan with an unbearable, hollow ache.

"You truly are a little slut, aren't you? Is this what you yearned for? For your husband to make love to you all night long?"

Wang Yue knelt between her parted legs. He gazed down at her swollen, moist center—her labia resembling delicate flower petals—and began to tantalize her, caressing her sensitive folds with the tip of his erection without penetrating.

"Yes... I want you to make love to me all night... please... it itches so intensely... insert it!" Cancan was practically overflowing with desire. The teasing was driving her to the edge of delirium. "Oh... it feels so hot... darling... don't just caress it... I'm perishing here... I need you inside me... fuck your little slut... I belong to you... baby brother... my husband... please... make love to me... make love to me!"

"You are indeed a demanding one, aren't you? You desire it that intensely? Well, too unfortunate," he teased, continuing to grind against her and circling her clitoris with his foreskin and his shaft. Her lubrication was flowing freely now, and her crimson folds had parted slightly, practically inviting his entry.

Wang Yue felt a surge of pride upon witnessing this.

"Ah... you're tormenting me... mmm... your cousin is such a wanton woman... you little rascal... husband... my sweet husband... please... insert it... I can no longer endure the itch... just make love to me... please!"

Hearing her desperate pleas caused Wang Yue’s pulse to race. After a few more agonizing moments of friction, he positioned himself at her entrance and delivered a sharp, potent thrust. He slid with ease into her slick, snug core.

The sudden, complete fullness brought Cancan immediate, explosive relief. "Ah! Ah! You brat... my husband... oh... it's so enormous... your hard cock is stretching me so exquisitely... it feels divine... so full... oh god!"

"God, you remain so wonderfully tight, Sis... I'm going to... oh... I'm going to ravage this little pussy tonight... mmm... the way you're clenching me... it feels so incredible..."

Wang Yue began to thrust into her with all his might. His hands moved to her large, pale breasts, kneading them ardently while his fingers pinched and twisted her firm, rosy nipples.

"Ah... husband... it's so long... so thick... I adore it... I love your cock immensely... harder... fuck me!"

Cancan lay there with her legs spread wide, her internal muscles contracting and relaxing around him in a frenzied rhythm, her hips arching to meet every one of his thrusts.

To facilitate his deeper penetration, she arched her back, lifting her pelvis upwards.

The raw, untamed nature of their act had completely dissolved her restraints, leaving only a woman consumed by raw desire.

"Ah... my husband... baby... this feels so good... don't stop... fuck me like you mean it... shatter me... yes... fuck your wicked sister... use that massive cock of yours and just ravage me... oh!"

Intense waves of pleasure surged from her core, engulfing her entire being.

"Ah! Ah! Faster... mmm... my dearest husband... fuck me with more force... I adore you... I absolutely love your cock... it's the most exquisite sensation I've ever experienced... make love to me... just keep going!"

She tossed and turned on the bed linens, her hands clutching the fabric so tightly that her knuckles turned bone-white.

Her body undulated with the sheer power of his thrusts, her heaving breasts swaying in a manner that was utterly captivating.

Wang Yue felt the breathtaking tightness of her inner walls ensnaring his crown, sending electrifying jolts through his entire body.

Each time he plunged deep, he could feel his entry reaching her cervix, a sensation that sent him into a complete frenzy.

He initiated a relentless rhythm: withdrawing almost entirely, only to slam back in with every ounce of his strength, his substantial head grinding and rotating against her uterine entrance. This left her gasping for air, her back arching in a state of pure ecstasy.

"Ah... husband... sweet heaven... the way you're pounding me... it's divine... you're hitting the exact spot... ah... I think I'm going to combust... it's too intensely pleasurable... darling brother... faster... more intensity... I'm reaching the edge... break me... just completely break me!"

Cancan cried out without any pretense of modesty, her moans the sole outlet for the overwhelming tide of her satisfaction.

Yet, simply lying there and receiving wasn't Cancan's preferred way of experiencing things. Despite the incredible sensations he was providing, she craved an even greater level of intimacy.

She began to aggressively thrust her hips upward to meet his, a desperate attempt to feel him even more profoundly.