Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1874: 203: The Concert 2

Wang Yue gave his consent and rose to his feet, lengthening his posture, though he remained buried deep inside Yan Mom’s vagina. Gripping her voluminous buttocks firmly, he began walking toward the backstage area while suggesting, “Mom, wave goodbye to your supporters.”

Xue Yan’s complexion flushed a deep crimson from the sheer embarrassment, yet she complied, lifting a hand to acknowledge the crowd. Fortunately, the audience consisted only of holographic projections rather than actual people. Had her genuine fans witnessed their idol being carried away while still joined to a man, some might have been driven to despair right then and there.

The moment they crossed into the backstage area and deactivated the projection, Xue Yan let out a long breath of relief. She playfully bit Wang Yue’s shoulder, her voice dripping with a teasing quality as she scolded, “You are truly wicked! How could you even consider doing those things while on stage?”

“Did it make you feel uncomfortable?” Wang Yue inquired, a grin playing on his lips.

“It wasn't discomfort… being with you in that setting was actually quite a thrill,” Xue Yan admitted honestly. “But the shame of it was nearly too much to bear.”

“Mom, I’ve noticed you still harbor a strong passion for the stage,” Wang Yue remarked suddenly. “Have you considered performing a few more shows? I’m certain the turnout would be massive.”

“What? Is this not enough for you? Do you truly wish to perform such acts on a stage in front of a live audience?” Xue Yan asked with a hint of irritation.

“Not at all,” Wang Yue replied, shaking his head. “You are mine alone. I would never permit other men to gaze upon you in that way.”

“What nonsense! I am your mother, your father’s woman… since when did I become yours?” Xue Yan countered with a playful tone.

“In that case, allow me to step into my father’s role as your husband!” Wang Yue declared. Without having ever withdrawn his penis from her vagina, he began to thrust into her once more.

Following another bout of feverish intimacy, the mother and son eventually separated and tidied their attire.

“Mom, in the last two decades, have you really never thought about making a comeback?” Wang Yue questioned her with a serious expression.

Xue Yan remained quiet for a moment before answering, “Let it go. Titles like ‘King of Pop’ or ‘Queen’ are merely fantasies for the common folk. To the elite, wealthy families, performers are still seen as having low social standing. As a wife of the Wang family now, returning to the public eye could tarnish the family’s prestige.”

She paused briefly before adding, “Besides, my era has concluded. The music world now belongs to Li Yue.”

The woman she mentioned, Li Yue, was actually Zhu Li Yue. She maintained a pure and innocent persona similar to Xue Yan’s, possessing a level of talent that rivaled her predecessor. In fact, her fame had even eclipsed what Xue Yan had achieved in her prime.

Zhu Li Yue’s origins were shrouded in mystery. Although her background was unknown, she was rumored to be from Jinling, earning her a spot among the prestigious “Twelve Beauties of Jinling.”

In the twenty years since Xue Yan’s retirement and Zhu Li Yue’s rise, no other female vocalist had reached their heights. Consequently, the public viewed Zhu Li Yue as the natural successor to Xue Yan’s throne.

Zhu Li Yue had even paid a visit to Xue Yan, and a friendly bond existed between the two musical queens.

Wang Yue suggested, “You could always experiment with a more provocative style; your popularity would surely reach new heights.”

“You little deviant! Does it excite you more to think of other people fantasizing about me?” Xue Yan snapped, though her irritation was lighthearted.

“No, that isn't it. I’m simply observing the truth,” Wang Yue said earnestly. “Mom, you don’t realize how alluring you are right now. Just look—in the short time we’ve been talking, my penis has already hardened again because of you.”

He gestured toward the prominent bulge in his trousers.

Xue Yan flashed a seductive grin and reached out to touch his penis, saying, “You want more already? Not a chance. We can discuss this tomorrow!”

She intended to stretch out these intimate moments with Wang Yue over their days on the vessel. If they overindulged now, there would be nothing left to look forward to in the coming days.

Wang Yue didn't press the issue. For a man of his constitution, who could find his rhythm whether it was the first time or the tenth, it made little difference.

That was perhaps his only minor grievance. He could savor every sensation a man desires during sex—the thrill of the chase, the physical pleasure of the thrust, and the peak of ejaculation—yet he never experienced the typical post-coital fatigue. He functioned like a machine in perpetual motion.

It was a fortunate kind of burden to carry.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Bai Yan approached Wang Yue at the bow of the ship, where he was leaning against the railing. She reported, “Young Master, I spotted a speedboat trailing us. It appeared briefly before vanishing. I suspect it might be a scout for pirates.”

Wang Yue was well aware of the pirate threat. Every age has its villains, and the current era was no exception.

There were brutal individuals, including wayward warriors, who committed atrocities within society. Once the Warriors’ Alliance placed them on the wanted list, many fled to the sea to live as pirates.

Because the Warriors’ Alliance focused primarily on hunting ferocious beasts and human territory had grown so vast, these maritime criminals were hard to wipe out.

Utilizing submarines, they were like vermin hiding in the dark. When pursued by the Warriors’ Alliance or the Adventurers’ Association, they would submerge, only to resurface later to pillage ships or raid coastal settlements.

To ensure they weren't tracked, these pirates were notoriously bloodthirsty. During their raids, they would typically abduct the young, beautiful women and slaughter everyone else without hesitation.

Their cruelty far exceeded that of the pirates from centuries past.

Currently, Wang Yue’s group was over a hundred kilometers from the coast. Since standard speedboats couldn't cover such distances, it was almost certain that the vessel Bai Yan saw belonged to a pirate scout.

Wang Yue, however, was completely unconcerned. He remarked with a smirk, “That isn't a problem. I was actually starting to find this trip a bit dull. If those pirates show up, it’ll be a perfect chance for some entertainment.”

“With so many stunning women at your beck and call, how could you possibly be bored?” Bai Yan asked, laughing.

“It’s true I’m surrounded by beauty, but the freedom to do as I please is limited,” Wang Yue replied with a mock grimace. “With girls like Tingting and Jingjing around, any intimacy with you has to be done in the shadows.”

Bai Yan gave him a flirtatious look and whispered, “Well, they aren't here right now.”

Wang Yue shifted his gaze to Bai Yan. She was dressed in a sailor’s outfit that accentuated her petite yet shapely frame. His eyes darkened with desire as he asked, “Sister Yan, did you come here just to deliver a report, or did you come for… something else?”

“Young Master, what are you implying? Do you think I don't know my priorities?” Bai Yan said with mock seriousness before breaking into a giggle. “Pirates are nothing compared to this. Of course, I came for… something else. It’s been far too long, Young Master. I’ve missed your big penis.”

“Then don't waste any time,” Wang Yue said, smiling.

Bai Yan immediately turned around, gripping the railing and bending over to present her buttocks to him.

Wang Yue flipped up the short skirt of her sailor uniform, discovering that the playful woman had gone without underwear. Her rosy vagina was already slick with moisture.

He freed his penis and drove it forcefully into her. As he began to move within her, he asked, “Sister Yan, tell me the truth—do you regret staying with me?”

“Young Master, your big penis brings me such bliss… why would I ever regret it?” Bai Yan moaned. The feeling of him filling her made her feel like the luckiest woman alive.

“But beyond this, I can’t give you much… I can’t even give you my full time,” Wang Yue noted. He felt a genuine sense of guilt toward these women; there were so many of them that his attention was always divided.

Bai Yan clearly disagreed. “Young Master, we don't require your constant presence. My sisters and I never planned on finding husbands; we were happy enough together. Having you here only adds to our joy. What more could we ask for?”

“You are all too good to me… I’m not sure how to repay you,” Wang Yue said, touched by her words.

“You are the repayment, Young Master. To feel what your powerful penis can do is a blessing from my past life. Oh, dear Young Master, stop talking and just take me.” Bai Yan pleaded in a sultry voice.