Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1981 - 310: The Joy of Mother and Son 2

"Let's just prepare something semi-finished and warm it up slightly." Wang Yue didn't have much of an appetite for food; his true desire was to savor the intimate thrill of performing domestic chores alongside his mother.

As he had expressed, he wanted to keep her in his embrace and share that unique spark of excitement regardless of what she was doing. Weaving passion into the mundane rhythms of life felt both comforting and wonderful—it was, in his eyes, the ultimate joy one could experience.

"Okay," Su Mengyan relented, though she offered a gentle caution, "Be gentle, son. Mom doesn't want to get so overwhelmed with pleasure that she can't finish the work."

"Alright, I'll take it slow." Wang Yue reduced the pace of his thrusts, moving only once every few seconds and occasionally stopping altogether. Even that basic contact—his penis pressed firmly against his mother’s vagina—filled him with a sense of profound satisfaction.

Under Wang Yue’s restrained movements, Su Mengyan eventually finished the meal: a serving of pork, a dish of ham and eggs, sautéed bamboo shoots, and chilled bean sprouts. The spread consisted of two meat dishes and two vegetable sides, accompanied by a soup of meatballs and vermicelli.

Following his mother’s insistence, Wang Yue begrudgingly withdrew his penis from between her thighs, and the pair moved into the dining area with their dinner.

"Mom, I want you to feed me," Wang Yue requested as he took a seat right next to her. Using his right index finger, he poked two openings in her shirt to expose her full, white breasts. He began to caress them even as he spoke.

"You're acting like a toddler. You are plenty old enough to eat on your own. Don't you have hands?" Su Mengyan asked with a sigh of helplessness.

"My hands are currently occupied," Wang Yue countered, offering a smile as he squeezed one of her breasts softly.

Finding the sensation pleasant, Su Mengyan didn't resist. She lifted a piece of bamboo shoot with her chopsticks and moved it toward his lips. However, Wang Yue refused to open his mouth. Instead, he demanded, "I want you to feed me with your mouth."

"You little rascal, always coming up with new tricks," Su Mengyan teased. Despite her protest, she placed the bamboo shoot in her own mouth and leaned in to kiss her son's lips.

Wang Yue didn't take the food right away. First, he licked her soft lips before sliding his tongue inside to taste the bamboo shoot and her mouth simultaneously.

They remained locked in a kiss for a full minute before he finally let go, though his hands never stopped playing with her breasts.

Su Mengyan picked up a piece of meat to feed him next, but once again, he lingered on her lips for a long time. "Son, hurry up and eat. The meal is going to get cold," she urged, even though she was clearly enjoying the intimacy. Since the dishes were pre-prepared, they wouldn't be nearly as good once the heat vanished.

"It doesn't matter. I can always warm it up," Wang Yue dismissed her concern. "Mom, you need to eat as well. Let's share everything."

Su Mengyan took a mouthful of food and pressed her lips to her son's. While he savored her lips, she chewed the morsel and passed half of it to him. Wang Yue found the experience delightful. The food, seasoned with his mother’s saliva, tasted far superior to even the rarest mutated Yangtze River knifefish.

This went on for more than half an hour. They hadn't actually consumed much, but the constant kissing had left them breathless. "Son, the food is cold now. Let's stop," Su Mengyan suggested.

Her breasts were already tingling from his constant touch. Her only desire now was to retreat to the bedroom for more intense intimacy.

"We can reheat it," Wang Yue insisted. "Mom, it’s time for you to feed me using your other mouth."

"What other mouth?" Su Mengyan asked, momentarily confused.

Wang Yue gave a mischievous grin as he moved his hand from her chest to her lower body. "Right here," he said, touching her.

"Oh? No, that’s not possible!" Su Mengyan exclaimed. Even though she was bold and proactive with her son, this particular idea made her feel incredibly self-conscious.

"Mom, please. I really want to try it. Just once. Please," Wang Yue pleaded. He hoisted his mother up and sat her on the dining table. Spreading her legs, he adjusted her underwear so it resembled a loincloth. Her damp, swollen vagina was now fully revealed to his gaze.

Though Su Mengyan felt shy, she didn't stop her son's wandering hands. Since she was already positioned this way, she decided to submit to his whims.

Wang Yue fished a cold meatball out of the soup and brought it toward his mother’s vagina.

These meatballs were very delicate; they would crumble under even slight pressure. His mother’s vagina was so tight and narrow that the meatball would surely fall apart if he tried to force it in.

To prevent this, Wang Yue infused a small amount of his vital Qi into the meatball, giving it a firm and bouncy texture. He then positioned it at the entrance of her dripping vagina and pushed it inside gently.

The meatballs were relatively small—only about a quarter of the size of Wang Yue’s penis. Consequently, it wasn't difficult to slide them into her; he even used his fingers to nudge them deeper.

Despite the small size, Su Mengyan’s vagina had rarely been penetrated by anything other than the births of Wang Yue and Wang Xin, or her son’s fingers earlier that day. She felt a wave of discomfort and couldn't help but plead, "Son, please pull it out; Mom is in pain."

"Don't worry, let me have some soup first," Wang Yue said with a smirk. He pressed his mouth against her vagina, using his tongue to lap up the fluids at the opening before licking her sensitive labia and her swollen clitoris.

Su Mengyan was overcome with pleasure from his licking. Her vaginal secretions flowed like a mountain spring, quickly filling Wang Yue’s mouth.

Wang Yue then gripped her vagina firmly and sucked with force. Aided by the natural lubrication, he managed to draw out the meatball that had been soaking inside and began to chew it with relish.

Seeing her son actually eating a meatball that had been inside her body made Su Mengyan feel a mixture of intense embarrassment and arousal.

After chewing it thoroughly, Wang Yue swallowed the meatball along with the juices from her body. Smacking his lips, he remarked, "That is absolutely delicious!"

This time, without needing any prompting, Su Mengyan took a piece of meat herself and tucked it into her vagina. "Here, son, have some more," she offered.

Wang Yue was thrilled by her cooperation. He knelt between her thighs immediately and, repeating his earlier actions, licked her vagina, sucked out the fluid, and then retrieved the meat to chew slowly.

However, this time he didn't swallow immediately. Instead, he leaned up to kiss her, sharing the food and the fluids with her. He only pulled away once she had swallowed the morsel.

"Mom, how does the taste of your own body suit you?" Wang Yue asked, smiling.

"It doesn’t taste good at all," Su Mengyan replied with a slight grimace. She wasn't a fan of the flavor of her own secretions.

Wang Yue seemed taken aback. "It’s wonderful; how can you not like it?" he wondered.

Su Mengyan just smiled. She understood that her son’s love for her was so deep that he found her fluids delicious, just as she found pleasure in the taste of his semen.

With that thought in mind, Su Mengyan suddenly felt a deep craving of her own.