Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2200 - 521: From Lady to Lustful Temptress (3)

A burning, feverish desire already consumed Su Nuanyue. The torture of having his member lodged deep inside her without moving was unique, and Wang Yue’s rhythmic kneading only amplified the sensation. It felt as though countless ants were crawling within her depths; the itch was so profound that she yearned to scream.

At that precise moment, Wang Yue loosened his firm grip, restoring her ability to move freely.

Instead of pushing him away, her immediate impulse was to arch her hips upward, initiating a slight, sliding movement against the thick pillar embedded within her.

Yet, such a minor motion offered no true relief; it merely teased the ache, pushing her close to tears.

Perceiving she was sufficiently warmed up, Wang Yue leaned down. "Auntie, do you desire me to move? Do you want me to have my way with you as forcefully as I can?"

Su Nuanyue had almost entirely lost her senses, but she still couldn't bring herself to speak. She simply offered a rapid, shallow nod.

Wang Yue was not content with a mere gesture. A wicked chuckle escaped him. "I'm 'taking' you, remember? I don't accept commands. Not unless you implore me."

Driven to the edge by the friction and the emptiness, she finally broke. "Please! I beg you!"

"Beg me for what?" he inquired, his grin stretching wider.

"Beg you to have your way with me! Have your way with me with all your might!" she wailed, casting aside the last vestiges of her pride.

"As you wish!" Wang Yue bellowed with laughter. He finally increased his speed, his hips surging forward with a violent intensity as if intending to drive her through the mattress. He commenced a brutal, unyielding assault of thrusts, plunging in and out of her seasoned, slick core.

The relief was immediate and all-encompassing. Su Nuanyue felt as though every second of her night-long restraint was being compensated for simultaneously. She thrust her rounded, heavy hips upward with desperate abandon, meeting each of his lunges.

Still, Wang Yue sought more. "Auntie, if it feels good, cry out. Don't hold back."

"Mmmph... ahhh... ahhh..." A series of moans emerged from her, yet they remained too restrained for his preference.

He grasped her shapely legs, pushing them up towards her chest entirely, folding her body so that her core was thrust upward and completely exposed.

Then, with a mighty thrust, his member—already buried to its base—forced its way beyond her usual capacity, slamming directly into her cervix.

Su Nuanyue had never encountered such a sensation before.

A potent mix of sharpness, numbness, and raw ecstasy emanated from her core, surging through her entire nervous system.

It was a peak of pleasure so extreme it bordered on agony, causing her mouth to fall open. She drooled onto the pillow, her mind dissolving into a blank void.

"Tell me, Auntie," Wang Yue commanded as he continued his rhythm. "Does it feel good? Do you relish being mounted by my large cock?"

"So good... you're mounting me... so good... I love it... I love being mounted... by your large cock..." she responded, her voice a primal drone of unvarnished truth.

Delighted, Wang Yue maintained his furious tempo. "That's right! If you feel it, voice it!"

"Nngh... ahhh... ahhh!" Words failed her as she spiraled into high-pitched, nonsensical cries. The culmination she had suppressed throughout the entire night was finally being forcefully extracted by Wang Yue’s god-tier prowess.

Sensing her internal walls begin to clench and pulse around him, Wang Yue abandoned his teasing and delivered dozens of swift, powerful thrusts.

With one final, piercing cry, Su Nuanyue's body stiffened, her tight core clamping down on him like a vise. A surge of hot fluid erupted from her deepest self, drenching his buried head.

Wang Yue shuddered, his own limit reaching its breaking point. He unleashed a massive, thick deluge of seed, pumping it deep into his aunt’s mature womb. The sensation of the internal spray sent Su Nuanyue’s eyes rolling back; she nearly lost consciousness from the sheer intensity.

The climax lingered for a full thirty seconds before she finally went limp, collapsing back onto the sheets.

"Did that feel good, Auntie?" Wang Yue inquired, not even waiting for the afterglow to subside.

She gazed up at him, her eyes wide with a complex mixture of emotions. Her body had been utterly conquered, and her spirit teetered on the precipice of surrender, yet a sliver of her heart still harbored a sense of deep injustice.

Strictly speaking, he had imposed himself. She wished to muster the strength to reprimand him, to forbid him from ever touching her again, but the heavy, rigid presence still nestled within her made it impossible to adopt a harsh tone.

After a prolonged silence, she let out a sigh. "I believed you were a good boy. I never knew you were such a little wolf. You have ruined me."

"But Auntie loves being ruined, doesn't she? You were just begging me to mount you more forcefully," Wang Yue teased. "We'll remain like this indefinitely. I'll mount you like this every single day, alright?"

A few tender words might have swayed her at this moment, but his proud, playful nature only served to wound her dignity. "Who would want to be with you? Don't you dare lay a hand on me again!"

Wang Yue did not resort to gentleness; he had other methods to ensure her complete capitulation. "Still so defiant? Perhaps I didn't take you thoroughly enough last time. Let's go again!"

Without awaiting her reply, he resumed his vigorous rhythm within her, now receptive and freshly spent.

"Nnngh... you... you beast... still... still bothering me... ohhh... naughty boy... mmm... so pleasing... be gentler... please... ahhh... it's too deep... I'm not... not accustomed to it... so large... mmph..." Whether it was due to her breaking her initial silence or simply the overwhelming cascade of pleasure, she began to vocalize again, unprompted.

His thrusts became a rapid, indistinct blur. The intense friction against her sensitive core caused her lingering resistance to melt away, supplanted by a searing delight that obliterated all rational thought. She entwined her shapely legs tightly around his waist, securing him as she met his powerful, unyielding advances.

"Mmm... ohhh... ahhh! This feels absolutely wonderful! Husband... I... I adore you!" In her heightened state, she even uttered the word "Husband," her customary modest reserve completely abandoned.

Wang Yue was equally astonished and exhilarated. He had not anticipated that his usually demure, reserved aunt would transform into such a passionate figure after merely one encounter.

He remained unaware that she was employing the term as a mental crutch—by addressing him as "Husband," she could reframe him in her mind as her partner rather than her nephew, making the intense pleasure more palatable to her heart.

Holding her firmly pinned to the bed, he relentlessly continued his passionate assault. Su Nuanyue's voice was incessant: "Good husband... so... good... mmm... sizeable manhood... you're overwhelming me... I crave it... my man... take me... do as you please with me... harder... please... harder..."

The sound of her fervent cries filled Wang Yue with an overwhelming sense of triumph. To transform a quiet, delicate beauty like his aunt into a whimpering, ardently desiring woman represented the pinnacle of masculine accomplishment.

Observing that her initial fear and resentment had vanished, he desired to elevate the experience further. He grasped her legs, spreading them apart and anchoring them above her shoulders.

Instantly, her body was contorted, her full hips and engorged center arching upwards to perfectly align with his every motion.

"Hah... Auntie... this is divine... I relish being within you," he gasped. "To possess a woman as magnificent as you... it's truly unparalleled."

He propelled his hips forward with forceful intent, the sheer power of his thrusts causing her entire form to glide rhythmically up and down the bed. Her fair, ample breasts quivered intensely with each deep impact, a sight that kept Wang Yue's desire at a fever pitch. Her flushed, exquisitely sensitive face was a vision of pure, breathtaking arousal.