Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2199 - 520: From Lady to Lustful Temptress (2)

Wang Yue couldn't help but notice a flicker of surprise. It was truly uncommon for Su Nuanyue to retain such clarity and resist the primal allure of his massive organ, especially in such a heightened state.

This wasn't necessarily a testament to an iron will—after all, she possessed no martial cultivation—but rather a deep-seated, habitual reserve that had become an insurmountable barrier for her.

Her resistance, however, only served to further ignite Wang Yue’s excitement. Recognizing this as the perfect moment, an opportunity that might never present itself again, he sat up.

"I’m sorry," he murmured, "but this has to happen.".

With a casual flick of his wrist, he sent a surge of Qi into her. Su Nuanyue collapsed onto the bed, becoming as limp and powerless as she had been the previous night.

In that instant, she finally understood: her weakness last night wasn’t due to a poor constitution, but the result of this brat’s hidden interference. Unfortunately, unable to move or speak, she could only passively endure whatever he had planned.

Wang Yue stepped off the bed naked and laid his elegant, reserved aunt flat.

With another wave of his hand, he stripped her clothes away, and his eyes widened instantly.

Although he had estimated her figure to be good, he hadn’t anticipated such a stunningly curvaceous body concealed beneath her delicate exterior.

Despite being only 1.7 meters tall, her full breasts and rounded, heavy hips were no smaller than those of his mother or his other two aunts, even though they all stood over 1.76 meters. On Su Nuanyue’s shorter frame, these features appeared even more dramatically pronounced.

"Auntie, you aren’t just beautiful; your body is incredible," Wang Yue praised sincerely, his own arousal pulsing in agreement. As he spoke, he reached out to cup her heavy breasts, kneading them with practiced skill.

Tortured by desire all night, Su Nuanyue’s body had become hyper-sensitive. The mere touch of his hands on her breasts sent her internal fire soaring higher. The tingling, numbing sensation made her want to surrender and beg for more.

As he continued his ministrations, a fraction of her strength returned—not enough to resist, but enough to find her voice.

"Xiao Yue, please... I am your aunt. You can’t do this to me," she pleaded in a low whisper, attempting to reason with him.

Wang Yue ignored her logic. Continuing to stroke her breasts, he smiled. "Call me Yue’er. That’s what my mother and my other aunts call me."

Do they call you that while you’re trying to ravish them, too? Su Nuanyue retorted inwardly, while her lips continued to beg. "Yue’er, be a good boy. Let me go, please. If you want someone, go find Cancan."

"I’ll have Cancan, of course, but I want you too. You both belong to me," Wang Yue replied with shameless arrogance.

"I am not like Cancan! She is willing, but I am not. This is rape, do you understand?" Su Nuanyue said, struggling against her rising lust to make him understand sense.

"Auntie, you are too sexy, too tempting. Even if it is rape, I am having you today!" Wang Yue declared. His hands left her breasts and slid down her waist, gripping her pale, fleshy thighs and forcing them wide apart.

Observing the slick moisture beginning to pool amidst her dark curls, Wang Yue felt his excitement reach its peak. He had bedded many women, but never an aunt with such a lush forest down there; his mother and other aunts were all "White Tigers." While he found the hairless look sexy, he appreciated the variety.

He hoisted her long, shapely legs over his shoulders and ran a finger along the tender, wet slit of her sex. He raised his glistening hand and chuckled. "Auntie, your mouth says no, but your body is so honest. Look how wet you’ve become."

Su Nuanyue turned her head away, her face burning with shame as a few tears of humiliation escaped her eyes. Seeing this, Wang Yue knew only a powerful climax could shatter the mental shackles of her reserve.

Since her body had been primed by a night of longing, no further foreplay was needed. He moved straight to the point.

One hand spread her swollen labia further apart while the other guided his shaft, rubbing the massive head heavily against her slick entrance. "Dear Auntie, stop holding back. Just feel your Yue’er’s cock. Doesn’t it feel good?"

Despite her terror and shame, she had to admit—it felt divine. His touch seemed to possess a magical power; the mere friction was nearly enough to make her climax then and there. Still, she bit her lip hard, refusing to make a sound.

"You’re so wet... don’t you want me to slide inside?" he taunted.

Feeling the blunt head pushing past her inner lips and pressing against her opening, a fierce longing to be filled surged within her. Yet she gasped, "No... no!"

"Don't wait any longer? Fine, here I come," Wang Yue declared, deliberately twisting her words. He surged forward with his hips, and the impressive length began to part her narrow confines, inching its way inward.

Her body, undisturbed for so many years, was gradually opened by the breadth of her nephew. The friction of him sliding against her inner walls unleashed an almost unbearable pleasure, causing her to gasp silently.

As he advanced further, she experienced a sensation of being stretched to her absolute limit. While a fleeting sting accompanied his considerable size, it was dwarfed by the overwhelming rapture.

She was an adult woman who had already given birth; despite her tightness, Wang Yue succeeded in thrusting more than half of himself inside, reaching her deepest point.

"How does it feel, Auntie? Are you satisfied with your nephew's cock?" he inquired, a roguish grin playing on his lips as he observed her flushed expression.

The brief respite allowed her to draw a breath, yet her resistance held firm. "Pull it out... we can't do this!"

"I would like to, but I'm being held too securely. What am I to do?" he chuckled.

Su Nuanyue's face deepened to an even more intense crimson – a mixture of pleasure and the mortification of acknowledging his truth. She could feel her own muscles gripping him tightly, as if in fear of him withdrawing.

Witnessing her in this state – awash in desire yet tinged with shy embarrassment – proved exceptionally captivating. Wang Yue resolved to prolong the teasing.

He remained motionless within her, his weight pressing against her core, while one hand caressed her breasts and the other descended to rhythmically stroke her swollen clitoris.