Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1899 - 228: The Talented Young Lady 3

Before long, Wang Yue reached a realization: while his second aunt certainly possessed a degree of power, she was being restricted by others and lacked the freedom to act as she pleased.

A hidden faction was attempting to manipulate her into action by targeting the three great families of Jinling, all to fulfill a specific objective.

Of course, this was merely a theory Wang Yue had constructed through deduction; its accuracy was likely less than ten percent.

Noticing that Wang Yue had drifted back into his thoughts, Wang Zhiting couldn't resist asking, "Brother, what are you pondering? That tale you just told didn't seem like a typical story... Has something occurred?"

"No, do not let it trouble you," Wang Yue replied, hesitant to share a conclusion he wasn't certain of and cause unnecessary anxiety in others.

He swiftly steered the conversation elsewhere, asking, "Anyway, why are you here chatting with me instead of joining Sister Xin and the others in their games?"

Wang Zhiting’s cheeks flushed crimson instantly as she bowed her head.

After a brief pause, she gathered her resolve to meet Wang Yue’s eyes and stated, "Brother, I want to become stronger too."

Though startled, Wang Yue maintained a composed exterior and said, "The desire to grow stronger is a good thing. I am certain that if we persevere, we will eventually reach that goal."

"Brother, don’t try to deceive me. I am not like Jingjing," Wang Zhiting said, looking directly at him with a brave expression.

"I have observed how strangely you all have been behaving lately, and I have figured it out."

"What exactly have you figured out?" Wang Yue inquired.

Wang Yue felt a hint of concern that she might be bluffing; while Wang Zhiting lacked Wang Shanshan's deviousness, her intellect was actually superior.

"I’ve realized that Cultivation alongside you isn't just about simple physical contact. It must involve much deeper intimacy... perhaps even sexual acts," Wang Zhiting admitted, her face burning with shame, yet she remained firm in her conviction.

"Why couldn't it just be simple hugs and kisses?" Wang Yue remarked, feeling defeated. His little cousin was simply too perceptive.

"If it were merely kissing and hugging, there would be no reason to hide it from me and Jingjing," Wang Zhiting argued. "Dual Cultivation with you requires sexual intimacy, doesn't it?"

"That is the truth," Wang Yue conceded, seeing no other choice.

"Then I want to do it as well!" Wang Zhiting requested, her demand coming as no surprise.

"As the saying goes, 'too many lice don't itch; too many debts don't cause worry.'" Wang Yue didn't mind his cousin joining him, but he still offered a warning: "You must consider this carefully. Once you are with me, you will never be able to marry another man."

"Marriage isn't something I've even thought about. Besides, what century is this? It isn't as if a virginity certificate is a requirement for a wedding," Wang Zhiting said, her face glowing red.

Wang Yue shook his head slowly. "I am not talking about your virginity. I am a very possessive man. Any woman who has belonged to me will never be permitted to be touched by another."

"Does that mean Sister Xin, Sister Yueyue, and Sister Xin can never marry anyone else either?" Wang Zhiting asked for clarification.

Wang Yue gave a firm nod.

"Indeed. For the rest of their lives, they belong solely to me and shall never depart."

"In that case, I also wish to belong only to you for the rest of my life," Wang Zhiting declared, her gaze filled with unwavering resolve.

"My dear sister, your brother truly loves you," Wang Yue whispered, pulling Wang Zhiting into his embrace and pressing his lips against hers.

What followed was the familiar progression: tender caresses, playful teasing, the friction of bodies, the act of penetration, the circulation of the Cultivation technique, the rhythmic thrusting, and finally, the peak...

Once the fires of passion had cooled, Wang Yue cradled Wang Zhiting’s fair, silky, and petite form. He had her sit atop him with her back turned toward his chest.

More than half of his thick penis remained lodged within her youthful, virgin vagina, which he had only just "opened" for the first time.

"Tingting, how was the experience?" Wang Yue asked softly against her ear, tightening his hold on his cousin’s delicate frame.

Wang Zhiting remained quiet for a moment before suddenly shaking her head.

"Is something wrong? Are you in pain?" Wang Yue asked, puzzled. She had clearly been enjoying herself moments ago, and her climax had been quite powerful; why the headshake now?

"It's not that... I simply cannot find the words to describe the feeling," Wang Zhiting said, looking frustrated.

"Despite all the books I've read with my mother, it feels as though all that education was for nothing."

"There is no need to be so poetic," Wang Yue comforted her.

"You only need to tell me if it felt good; there is no rule saying you must use fancy words."

"Of course it felt wonderful! It is precisely because the pleasure was so intense that I am at a loss for words," Wang Zhiting said, reflecting on the sensations.

"I finally understand why sisters like Xinxin are happy to never marry just to stay by your side. I am glad I made this choice."

"Actually, I am quite curious about why you decided this," Wang Yue asked. "Think of our other sisters: Xin has unique feelings for me, Xiaoru is incredibly attached, Sister Yue sought to improve her Cultivation, and Xinxin was practically pushed into my arms by Sister Yue... But what was your reason?"

"Does it really matter now? Why didn't you ask before you started doing this to me?" Wang Zhiting shifted her hips slightly, causing Wang Yue’s penis to move inside her, which drew a soft moan from her lips.

"I feared that if I asked, you might regain your senses and stop me," Wang Yue laughed. "Come now, little sister, tell me. I am truly interested."

"You've already answered your own question," Wang Zhiting replied.

"There are seventeen people in this family besides you. How many of them have already become your women? You clearly don't plan on letting any of them escape. Rather than being passive and waiting for you to 'conquer' me later, I decided to take the initiative so you would remember my devotion. Besides, you are my brother.

Even if I am not as clingy as Sister Xiaoru, I feel a deep connection to you in my heart. I trust that you will cherish me in the years to come."

"You are right, little sister. I will cherish you for the rest of my life," Wang Yue said with deep emotion, hugging Wang Zhiting tightly while gently pulsing his penis within her.

"Oh... it feels so good..." Due to her recent peak, Wang Zhiting’s vagina had become incredibly sensitive, and she quickly felt the waves of pleasure returning.

As if wanting to compensate her brother for the joy he provided, Wang Zhiting took the lead and asked, "Brother, do you want my help with my mother?"

Wang Yue shifted slightly, his penis moving softly inside her as he smiled. "You naughty girl... How could you think of helping your brother 'conquer' your own mother? Aren't you worried that Auntie will punish you if she finds out?"

"If I don't assist you, will you truly leave her be?" Wang Zhiting closed her eyes, savoring the electric tingles caused by her brother’s movements inside her, and whispered, "Besides, it is for her benefit. Since she cannot escape your reach anyway, she should find out what it's like to be your woman sooner... because it truly feels amazing!"

"Our Tingting is such a devoted daughter," Wang Yue teased with a grin, "to think of using her brother’s penis to 'serve' her own mother."

Wang Zhiting glanced down at where her brother’s penis entered her.

Her vagina was completely filled to its limit, yet a significant portion of his length remained outside.

Marveling at the sheer size of him, Wang Zhiting suddenly giggled and said, "Brother, do you think mom would be stunned to see how large your penis is now? Considering she used to be the one to apply medicine to it when we were younger?"

"She likely would be," Wang Yue admitted, feeling slightly sheepish. Years ago, his penis had become inflamed after being handled by Huang Xueyi, and his Auntie had been the one to apply ointment. Back then, he hadn't fully matured, so he hadn't felt much when her soft hands touched him.

Wang Zhiting continued her train of thought, "Honestly, if my other auntie saw this, her shock would be even greater. I really wonder what she was thinking back then... using such a method to 'punish' you."