Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2220 - 541: Clear Skies After Rain, Entwined as One

Thinking her attentive disciple was carrying her to the bedroom, Yu Suxin shyly buried her blushing face into his chest, her heart filled with anticipation.

"Master, can you align the tip right at your entrance?"

Wang Yue teased against her ear. His rock-hard shaft rubbed continuously against her sensitive cleft.

Although he held her up slightly, both his hands were supporting her weight and couldn’t be spared.

"Can you enter like this? Won’t you get tired?"

Yu Suxin asked softly. She reached out her delicate hand, guiding his thick head to align precisely against the threshold of her path. "It’s aligned... but how do you plan to push in?"

She had completely cast aside all reserve. Having decided to surrender entirely to Wang Yue, she threw herself into enjoying this rare indulgence.

Yet with her legs tightly pressed, her entrance remained remarkably tight and narrow. She was curious how his astonishing girth could penetrate from such an angle.

Driven by curiosity and desire, her hand gently kneaded his tip, coaxing her own petals to slowly part.

"Not tired at all," Wang Yue chuckled.

Holding her tightly, he thrust upward with his lower body while gradually loosening the grip of his arms.

Using gravity combined with his upward drive, he made the tip wedge firmly into her tight warmth bit by bit, like a hard wooden peg forcing open a narrow sheath.

"Ah... so big!"

The moment the thick head breached the outer barrier, Yu Suxin felt an overwhelming sensation of fullness, accompanied by a subtle yet intense stretching feeling within her narrow passage.

"Ah... slower... too full... I can’t take it..."

She closed her eyes, feeling every millimeter of his intrusion, astonished that such a posture could fully accommodate his immense size.

"Does it feel good, Master?" Wang Yue pressed her body down slightly, wedging his length inch by inch into her silk-tight depths. "Ah... Master, your path is still so tight. It feels amazing wrapping around me!"

"Mm... it stings a bit... go slower... Master can’t take it all at once..." Yu Suxin gasped repeatedly. Sitting on his lap with her legs together compressed her inner walls, making his slow progression feel as intense as a first time.

"This angle is too restricted... let’s change positions..."

"Don’t rush, Master. Let me rest inside for a moment while you get used to it," Wang Yue whispered. His hands tightened around her lush buttocks, pressing down firmly to sink his length all the way to the root.

"Ah... don’t... Wang Yue, good disciple... it feels strange inside..."

Yu Suxin squirmed uncomfortably in his embrace. Remaining still while his thick head pressed directly against her deepest sensitive spot brought an unbearable tingling agony. The slight friction kindled an endless itch, craving a rhythmic movement.

"Take me to the bed... spoil me properly..."

"Heh, no rush, Master. We have plenty of time," Wang Yue laughed. Wrapping his arms around her upper body, he leaned down to tease the beauty on her chest with his warm tongue once more.

"Ah... mm... don’t just focus on the top..." Yu Suxin hugged his head tightly, pressing his face into her chest as she pleaded helplessly. "Save me... don’t torment me like this... move..."

Seeing his master utterly enthralled, Wang Yue turned her body around so her back rested against his chest.

He gently parted her jade-smooth thighs, holding her up in a suspended lift.

As her body rotated, his shaft turned inside her tight passage as well. The raised veins rubbed against her sensitive walls, drawing a sharp, ecstatic gasp from her lips.

"Haha, Master, why don’t you move yourself? Wouldn’t that be even more enjoyable?" Wang Yue suggested softly. He leaned back against the sofa, guiding her hands onto his knees.

Yu Suxin sat astride him, her legs spread wide, feeling the solid reality of his weapon filling her completely.

Realizing his intent, a blush crept up her face, but the surging desire inside easily overwhelmed her shame.

Pressing against his knees, she slowly raised her hips, pulling his thick head to the entrance before sinking heavily back down with a wet, soft sound.

"Ah... yes... hitting the deepest spot every time..."

Yu Suxin tilted her head back, immersed in peak bliss. A captivating smile bloomed on her lips as she began to ride him with a steady rhythm.

Wang Yue leaned back, admiring her elegant, voluptuous movements.

Every time she sank all the way down, her warm tightness engulfed him completely, her smooth inner walls wrapping around him like a vise.

"Master has great skill," he couldn’t help but praise softly. "Clamping so tightly... a bit faster!"

"Ah... your tool is simply too big... it fills me so completely..." Yu Suxin panted. As initial adaptation turned into boundless pleasure, her pace quickened, her hips rising and falling rapidly.

The slapping sound of their lush bodies colliding mixed with the wet friction of intimate union, weaving a symphony in the quiet room.

"Ah! Good disciple... it feels too good... is Master conquering you now?"

she cried out impetuously, her movements growing wilder, longing to sink him to the very bottom with every drop.

Seeing his master so invested and intoxicated, the blood in Wang Yue’s body boiled over.

He sat up abruptly, adjusted his position, and pushed her delicate body forward, forcing her hands onto the solid marble coffee table before them.

Her knees rested on the soft carpet while her plump buttocks were raised high in the air.

"Stay down, Master," Wang Yue pressed up from behind, re-aligning his thick shaft with her moist entrance. "In this position, your disciple is going to serve you ruthlessly!"

"Come... use force from behind..." Yu Suxin agreed without reservation, arching her slender waist to fully present her breathtaking curves to the man behind her. Once long-suppressed desires erupted, they demanded the most intense and thorough release.

Wang Yue launched into deep, powerful thrusts, every drive piercing straight to the core. A violent wave of pleasure swept through Yu Suxin, causing her slender frame to tremble like a leaf in the wind.

"Ah... I can’t... too deep... don’t stop..." Her voice trembled, calling out on the verge of breakdown.

Noticing her body going limp, Wang Yue lifted her up, turned her over, and laid her flat on the soft sofa cushions. Settling between her spread legs, he resumed a fierce, deep rhythm, every impact hitting the spot.

Lying on the comfortable sofa, Yu Suxin abandoned all resistance, fully accepting his stormy demands.

Tears of peak exhaustion and pleasure trickled from the corners of her eyes as her slender legs wrapped tightly around his waist, meeting his every thrust.

"My good disciple... you’re amazing... Master has never been this happy in her whole life... your skill is truly divine..."

Wang Yue leaned down, taking her chest into his mouth again while maintaining a steady, powerful assault below.

"Master, is your disciple serving you comfortably?"

"Comfortably... you are my good disciple... the good disciple who has completely claimed his master..." Yu Suxin cried out without holding back, surrendering all dignity to the waves of ecstasy.

Gazing at her sweat-glistening, radiant face, Wang Yue teased with a rogue smile: "Master, you’ve experienced my prowess, but Senior Sister Yingying hasn’t truly tasted it yet. If she finds out how much fun we’re having, do you think she’ll be jealous?"

"When we go back... use this incredible big tool of yours... to feed your Senior Sister Yingying full too... that way she won’t be jealous..."

Yu Suxin gasped intermittently.

Before her words could fully settle, her inner walls clamped down violently around him.

A final, overwhelming wave of bliss engulfed her completely as her body shuddered violently, releasing a warm tide that swept their passionate encounter to its absolute peak.