Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1941 - 270: Incest 3

Su Mengyan watched as her son’s lips reached her lower belly, anticipating the moment she had been dreaming of, only for him to suddenly instruct, "Mom, turn over."

"Why should I turn over?" Su Mengyan questioned. Her son had already explored every inch of her upper body with his lips; the attention he had given her breasts had left her skin burning with intense longing. She had been waiting for him to provide the same relief to her aching vulva that she had given his penis earlier. She hadn't expected him to make such a request now.

"I intend to kiss every single part of you," Wang Yue answered with a serious expression. "Mom, your beauty is peerless. It isn't just your face; every curve of your body is shaped perfectly. I want to taste all of these beautiful places."

A wave of warmth flooded Su Mengyan’s heart and body upon hearing his words. Looking at him with deep emotion, she whispered, "Alright, Mom will let you kiss her."

Following his request, she rolled over to lie flat on her stomach, offering her back to her son.

Hah...

Wang Yue exhaled sharply as he took in the sight of his mother’s back and rear. His gaze became locked onto her curvaceous buttocks and elegant legs, unable to tear his eyes away.

She was incredibly sexy!

Her snow-white, voluptuous buttocks resembled a pair of ripe peaches, creating a dramatic curve against her narrow waist. Those tempting cheeks were as round and grand as two full moons. Her long legs possessed the perfect amount of fullness—neither too thin nor carrying excess fat—exuding the classic allure of a mature woman.

Even more startling was how her plump thighs and rear failed to conceal her swollen vulva. It peeked out from between those lovely cheeks, glistening with moisture, seemingly begging Wang Yue to drive his penis inside.

Wang Yue took a deep breath to suppress that urge. Leaning over his mother’s back, he began to plant kisses starting from her shoulders, trailing down her silky, pale skin.

He focused his attention on his mother’s sensual buttocks this time, kissing and fondling the flesh repeatedly. He even took the soft, elastic skin into his mouth to suck on it, leaving several faint red marks across her porcelain skin.

Wang Yue only ceased his kissing once her fair buttocks had flushed a deep pink. He took hold of the round cheeks and pulled them apart, exposing the light brown anus. Without hesitation, he reached out with his tongue and began to lick it.

"Son, stop... that’s not clean!" Su Mengyan cried out in shock.

In reality, once a Cultivation practitioner reaches the Di Que realm, their body gains self-cleansing properties that eliminate the need for excretion, meaning her anus was never truly dirty.

Nevertheless, lifelong human taboos still weighed on Su Mengyan. She felt a flash of resistance toward her son licking that specific spot, yet she was simultaneously touched by his devotion.

"Mom, I told you—every part of you is flawless. How could anything be dirty?" Wang Yue said, smiling. To prove he felt no disgust, he continued to lick her small anus for several moments before moving further down.

Had Wang Yue simply shifted his tongue a bit lower while at her anus, he would have reached the destination he craved most.

However, he chose to wait; the most precious things were meant to be saved for the very end.

Wang Yue continued his journey, kissing his mother’s smooth, full thighs and shapely calves until he reached her ankles.

"Mom, you can flip back over now," he said finally.

Su Mengyan was now completely lost in the sensation of her son’s affection. She followed his command obediently, rolling onto her back once more.

Wang Yue took hold of his mother’s petite feet—size 36 and as smooth as polished white jade—and kissed every inch from the heels to the tips of her toes. He took each delicate toe into his mouth, sucking them one by one.

The tickling sensation made Su Mengyan giggle. "You little troublemaker! You’re even kissing Mom’s feet... aren't you worried they'll smell?"

"How could Mom’s feet ever smell bad? They are just as sweet-scented as the rest of you," Wang Yue replied. He continued to suck on her toes while watching her breasts bounce with her laughter.

After thoroughly coating both her feet in saliva, Wang Yue moved back up, kissing her from her ankles to her thighs, reaching the very root of her legs.

Slowly, he spread her sexy thighs apart and began kissing the inner skin, starting from the knee and moving upward toward the center.

But instead of making contact there, he switched to the inner side of her other thigh, kissing from the top back down toward the bottom.

Having her expectations subverted twice, Su Mengyan grew anxious. "Son, you’ve missed one spot."

"Where? I thought I finished," Wang Yue teased her on purpose.

"Mom’s vagina... you haven't kissed Mom’s vagina yet," Su Mengyan blurted out. "Mom is even prepared to 'accept' your penis; are you really going to ignore her vagina?"

"Never. It’s the most beautiful part of you; I could never reject it. I simply wanted to save the best for the finale," Wang Yue said with a grin.

To prove his sincerity, he immediately pressed his face between his mother’s legs, opening his mouth to plant a deep kiss on her fully rounded vagina.

"Mmm..." Both mother and son groaned at the same time.

Having been kissed everywhere else, Su Mengyan’s vagina was already overflowing with fluid, and her arousal had reached its peak.

The touch of her son’s lips felt like rain finally hitting a parched field—an exquisite sensation that provided instant nourishment to her soul and body.

Wang Yue was captivated by the incredible texture of his mother’s vagina: it was soft, delicate, and perfectly smooth. The two small labia tasted even more wonderful than the finest abalone he had ever sampled.

Driven by this divine texture, Wang Yue extended his tongue to lick back and forth through her tender folds. He sucked firmly on her vagina, drinking in every drop of the nectar that seeped out from within.

Even though Su Mengyan was a peerless goddess, she was still a mortal woman, and the scent of her fluids was naturally musky.

Yet to Wang Yue, the scent of his mother’s juices was more delicious than any heavenly nectar or rare delicacy.