Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1868 - 0197: No Woman Can Resist It 5

The swimwear he donned was even more revealing than the most provocative lingerie, and its thin fabric failed to hold any moisture. Having been seated for a time, the material had started to dry, yet the crotch area suddenly became drenched again as fluid began to seep through. Wang Yue was startled by the sight—this reaction was far more potent than the most powerful aphrodisiacs!

"Aunt Yan, what are you feeling right now?" Wang Yue questioned, already fully aware of her internal state.

"A fire of desire is consuming me; I desperately want to find a release," Yan Fangfei admitted candidly. However, her voice was steady and devoid of emotion, maintaining her usual detached tone.

"Do you require my assistance?" Wang Yue asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

She was a legendary beauty on par with his own mother, making it impossible for Wang Yue not to feel a strong attraction toward her. Furthermore, despite her age, she was merely a close companion of his aunt with no blood ties to him, so he felt no hesitation in pursuing her.

After a brief moment of indecision, Yan Fangfei gave a firm nod and replied, "Very well."

Reclining on the chaise, Wang Yue shifted his weight to slide his trousers and underwear down to his knees. He exposed his turgid penis and commanded, "Come here."

Yan Fangfei shed her own swimsuit and climbed over him. Grasping his rigid penis, she guided it against her vulva, which was already slick with arousal, before lowering herself onto him with determination.

Wang Yue felt his member pierce through a layer of resistance, entering a warm, humid passage. The expansive depth of a mature woman merged with the narrowness of a virgin’s anatomy, forcing a groan of delight from his throat. He quickly encircled Yan Fangfei’s delicate waist and asked, "Auntie, take it slow; are you in pain?"

"It is better to endure a sharp pain now than a lingering one later," Yan Fangfei replied with mechanical coldness, though her quivering frame and the frantic pulsing of her vaginal walls told a different story.

"Auntie, stay still for a moment; let us begin the Cultivation technique I instructed you on previously," Wang Yue directed.

Under these circumstances, any other person would have been baffled by such a request, but Yan Fangfei displayed no shock. She immediately began to function with the precision of a finely tuned machine.

Their vital energies merged rapidly, causing the sensation of pleasure to double instantly. This surge prompted Yan Fangfei to begin grinding her hips with newfound intensity.

Looking down, Wang Yue watched his penis slide in and out of her, each withdrawal dragging out a mixture of fluids and traces of blood. Judging by her frantic movements, she did not behave like a virgin experiencing her first time, but rather like a woman who had been starved of such intimacy for a lifetime.

Wang Yue suddenly realized he had neglected to suppress his pure yang vital energy, which was the catalyst for her extreme reaction. He quickly reigned in his Qi and began peeling away her swimsuit, using his mouth and hands to stimulate her heaving breasts, driving her even deeper into ecstasy.

Even as the influence of the pure yang vital energy receded, Yan Fangfei was now fully immersed in the act. She moved with even greater ferocity, her virgin passage tightly gripping Wang Yue’s penis.

"Auntie, does this feel good?" Wang Yue looked up at her face, which was now flushed with the heat of lust.

"It is very comfortable," Yan Fangfei answered firmly. However, the lack of inflection in her voice left Wang Yue feeling slightly unsatisfied.

Deciding to take control, he flipped her over and pinned her beneath him, draping her long, elegant legs over the arms of the chaise. He began a rapid, deep assault. Since the initial barrier was gone, he buried his penis fully within her, causing the mature beauty to shake with waves of pleasure.

"How does it feel now, Auntie?" Wang Yue asked while continuing his vigorous thrusts.

"Extremely pleasurable... even beyond my expectations," Yan Fangfei’s voice finally wavered under the physical strain of her excitement. Yet, her tone remained strangely calm, as if her mind were a separate entity from the body experiencing such bliss.

"I really lack a sense of accomplishment here..." Wang Yue mused internally. He increased his pace, determined to force a scream of pure ecstasy from her lips.

Before he could succeed, Yan Fangfei suddenly locked her limbs around him tightly, her hips bucking upward with sudden strength.

Her newly opened passage contracted violently, her clitoris clamping down on Wang Yue’s penis as a flood of fluid erupted from the depths of her womb, drenching him. Wang Yue was hit by an overwhelming surge of sensation. He reached his limit instantly, his body convulsing as he released a massive amount of semen, spraying it deep into Yan Fangfei’s mature, tender uterus.

In the throes of her climax, overwhelmed by the intensity of Wang Yue’s final thrusts, Yan Fangfei reached a peak so high that her eyes rolled back, and she lost consciousness from the sheer bliss.

Simultaneously, Wang Yue felt a powerful tremor within himself. Fed by the nourishing virgin essence she had guarded for decades, his cultivation finally surged past the third layer of the Gui Zhen realm, reaching the fourth layer. He had officially become a mid-level expert of that stage.

Observing the fainted Yan Fangfei beneath him, Wang Yue could only offer a wry smile. Bedding this auntie truly offered little satisfaction in terms of her reaction; even in a state of total pleasure-induced collapse, her words remained cold and stubborn.

In truth, Wang Yue understood it wasn't mere stubbornness. She had never denied the pleasure she felt; it was simply that her long-standing habits made it impossible to express her emotions properly. He held no grudge; instead, he found her unique nature quite fascinating. He resolved to make her talk more during their next encounter.

Since she was out cold, Wang Yue finished his business, withdrew carefully, and adjusted his clothes. He then lifted the seductive auntie in his arms, carried her into the cabin, and settled her into her bedroom.

He felt no need to warn her about keeping their tryst a secret; she was naturally indifferent to gossip. She was the type who would never mention such things unless there was a specific reason to do so.

After tucking her in, Wang Yue gave her one last kiss before returning to the deck.

He sat back down on the chaise, attempting to re-enter a state of enlightenment. Such moments were fleeting and unpredictable; despite knowing the triggers now, he still couldn't force the state to occur at will.

By the time the other ladies finished their swim and climbed back aboard, Wang Yue had still not reached that meditative state.

"Why are you sitting here all by yourself? Where is Sister Fangfei? She mentioned she was coming to see you," Su Mengqing noted as she walked over.

The other women had gone to change, feeling a bit self-conscious about their skimpy attire now that the swimming was over, even if they were comfortable around Wang Yue.

"She was exhausted, so she went to lie down," Wang Yue said with a grin.

"Exhausted? Does that mean you two...?" Su Mengqing asked, using her hands to make a suggestive gesture of intercourse.

"Yes," Wang Yue confirmed. He knew his aunt had brought Yan Fangfei along specifically for this purpose, so there was no point in being secretive.

Su Mengqing let out a laugh. "Well, that is one less thing for me to worry about."

"Your nephew might have his flaws, but his penis definitely gets the job done," Wang Yue joked. "No woman can stay indifferent to it."

"Stop your bragging. If you're really that talented, why don't you go back and try it with your own mother?" Su Mengqing replied, rolling her eyes at his arrogance.