Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2004: 333: Excited Relatives 4

“Au…” Liu Ruoshi’s lower body was already pulsing with an unbearable itch. When her grandson’s hand accidentally pressed her elbow against her sensitive area, the sudden friction sent a jolt through her entire frame, forcing a sharp cry from her lips.

Wang Yue felt a surge of surprise. While he was aware of his grandmother’s sensitivity, he hadn't realized it was to this extreme. He quickly shifted his weight, pulling his mouth away from her nipple to look at her with an innocent expression. “Grandma, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing… it’s nothing at all,” Liu Ruoshi stammered, her face flushed a deep crimson. Although her usual facade of sternness and rigidity had crumbled under the weight of her current excitement, she remained unable to explain herself. There was no way she could confess that his elbow had hit her vagina in such a pleasurable way that she wanted him to do it again.

The thirty-second timer ended just then. Without hesitation, Wang Yue moved on to his next target. Being left behind so abruptly caused a pang of resentment to stir within Liu Ruoshi’s heart.

The way Wang Yue suckled was intensely stimulating, even for his aunts and sisters who were well-acquainted with his antics. As he moved through the group, melodic moans began to fill the room. What had started as a simple family meal was rapidly transforming into a scene thick with erotic tension.

The air was no longer just filled with the smell of food; it was heavy with the scent of female arousal. The combined musk of eight beautiful women hung in the room, fueling Wang Yue’s own excitement. After finishing his turn with his mother’s breast, he looked around and asked, “Who’s next?”

“Me,” Wang Xiner announced, waving the card marked with the number eight.

Wang Yue grinned, knowing his sister always made things interesting. Sure enough, Wang Xiner glanced at the other women who were tidying their clothes and covering themselves back up. She smiled playfully and said, “Brother, we’ve let you see and touch everything of ours. It’s only fair that you let us do the same to you.”

“No problem,” Wang Yue agreed easily. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. “Go ahead, touch whatever you like.”

“Who wants to touch your chest?” Wang Xiner replied with a dismissive wave of her hand.

“Then where?” Wang Yue asked, playing dumb.

“You’ve had your fun with our curves. Now you need to show us your own protruding part,” Wang Xiner said with a mischievous glint in her eye. “Hurry up and take off those pants.”

“This… that’s not quite right,” Wang Yue muttered, covering his crotch with his hands while feigning embarrassment.

The women were now fully swept up in the game. Instead of coming to Wang Yue’s defense, they rallied behind Wang Xiner. “Take them off! Don't be shy!”

Even Liu Ruoshi joined in, saying, “Yue, just take off your pants. Grandma wants to see if you’ve truly grown into a man.”

“Okay then,” Wang Yue conceded with a show of reluctance. He unbuckled his belt and let his trousers and underwear drop to the floor.

Plop!

As the fabric hit the floor, his massive member—nearly twenty centimeters long and as thick as Wang Xiner’s wrist—sprang free. It stood tall and proud between his legs, pointing toward the ceiling in an impressive display of virility.

“Oh! So big?!” The women gasped in chorus. While some were merely acting surprised, Liu Ruoshi, Wang Yalan, and Wang Yaning were genuinely shocked by the sight.

Liu Ruoshi was stunned that her fifteen-year-old grandson, whose development should still be ongoing, possessed such a formidable organ. Its sheer size, the hardness of it, and the prominent veins tracing its length were almost intimidating, yet strangely captivating.

For Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning, who had never seen a man's anatomy before, the shock was less about the mechanics and more about the scale. They simply thought their brother was built much larger than normal.

“How is it this huge? This looks nothing like the diagrams Auntie San showed us in health class,” Wang Xiner remarked with genuine curiosity. She wasn't lying; it didn't match the simple drawings she had seen, though she didn't admit she had seen the real thing before.

“Your brother is naturally gifted. His future wife is going to be a very lucky woman,” Xue Yan said with a smirk, nudging Wang Xiner forward. “Go on, touch it. Once he marries Chen Xi, you’ll have to get her permission for this.”

Xue Yan’s logic was hard to argue with. While Liu Ruoshi and Wang Yalan had been hesitant, the idea that this might be a rare opportunity made them eager to participate.

Wang Xiner immediately declared, “Fine. The new rule is that every one of us gets to touch you for thirty… no, let’s make it one minute each.”

Stepping forward, she reached out and wrapped her small hand around her brother’s shaft.

“Wow! It’s so firm and hot. I can feel it pulsing,” Wang Xiner cried out.

“Xiner, don’t just hold it still. Move your hand up and down. Your brother will like that,” Su Mengyan advised. Watching her daughter handle her brother in such a way brought a flush of excitement to her own face.

“Okay,” Wang Xiner obeyed. She began to stroke him gently, asking softly, “Brother, does this feel good?”

“Very comfortable!” Wang Yue nodded, his breath hitching. He wasn't faking his reaction; the sensation of his sister stroking him while his mother and grandmother watched was incredibly arousing.

“Xiner, use both hands. It’s so big that you need both to get a good grip,” Xue Yan added from the sidelines.

Wang Xiner followed the suggestion, using both hands to clasp the thick member. As her mother had noted, it was so large that even with both hands, the large, rounded head of his penis remained visible at the top.

The contrast between her delicate hands and his massive organ made the sight even more imposing, leaving the surrounding women breathless.

The minute passed far too quickly. Wang Xiner, unwilling to let go, complained, “I’ve changed my mind. Brother, you have to let us each touch it for three minutes.”

“If we do that, you’ll be the only one touching it all night. What about the rest of us?” Su Mengqing scolded lightly.

Wang Yaru chimed in immediately, “Yes, it’s my turn now!”

“Sister, can’t I just use one hand and we do it together?” Wang Xiner pleaded.

Seeing the desperation in Xiner's eyes, Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning began to wonder if the sensation was truly that addictive. Why was she so reluctant to stop? A sudden curiosity to feel it for themselves began to grow within them.

Wang Yaru nodded and said, “Fine, we can share.”

Wang Xiner let go with one hand, allowing Wang Yaru to slide her hand onto the heated skin.

The two sisters moved their hands in tandem, stroking him in a coordinated rhythm. Another minute flew by, and finally, they were forced to release their grip.

“My turn,” Su Mengqing announced, stepping up. She mimicked Wang Xiner’s technique, wrapping both of her hands around her nephew.

Her hands were larger than the girls’, yet even she couldn't cover the entire length of Wang Yue’s member.

With every stroke, the ridge of his head rubbed against her palm, sending waves of pleasure through Wang Yue’s body.

“Mengqing, I thought you were a committed feminist who didn't want a man. Why are you so interested in this?” Xue Yan teased.

Without stopping her movements, Su Mengqing replied, “Being a feminist doesn't mean I'm a virgin. I just don't like men in a general sense. But Yue is my nephew, and I love him, so of course I want to touch him. Besides, this is likely the only one I'll ever touch. I don't want a husband, but I don't want to live my whole life without knowing what a man feels like.”

Hearing her words, Liu Ruoshi and the other Wang women found themselves reflecting on their own desires and the unique situation they were in.