Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2111 - 440: The Warrior’s Panic 1

Previously on Urban Seduction: Housewives Club...
Wang Yue and Zhou Yifei surrendered to intense passion, their bodies merging as she cried out in ecstasy, her tight embrace drawing him deeper until they both climaxed in shuddering release. Semen flooded her depths, leaving her trembling and flushed, yet their desire reignited with fervent kisses and caresses along her sweat-kissed skin. He lavished attention on her legs and breasts, stoking her moans, before withdrawing to kneel between her thighs and eagerly taste her lingering arousal.

As Wang Yue's tongue delved into Zhou Yifei’s soft folds, she sank once more into an ocean of passion. Overcome by the sensation, her thighs gripped his head firmly, shoving her silky and alluring core right onto his features.

Wang Yue hungrily savored the velvety lips, before lightly nipping at that stiffened tiny pearl between his teeth.

Zhou Yifei’s hips started shaking wildly, her elegant form rising and falling while she let out gentle cries, "Ah... Oh... Um... Good husband... Stop teasing me... Give it to me now... Give me your big dick... I want it..."

Under Wang Yue’s expert caresses, Zhou Yifei was already panting without control. Another climax loomed just ahead for her.

Wang Yue left the pearl behind and used his mouth to rapidly circle the entrance of those lips with quick licks.

This only heightened Zhou Yifei’s agitation and burning need. Her slim waist began twisting seductively, aching for that peak release.

Yet abruptly, Wang Yue halted his play. He raised his face from between her legs and sealed her luscious mouth with his. He slipped past her fine teeth and tasted the wetness within her. Their tongues twisted wildly in the warmth of her oral embrace.

Wang Yue aligned his massive shaft against Zhou Yifei’s slick lips, sliding it softly back and forth.

Occasionally, the head would dip just inside before pulling out right away. This teasing went on until Zhou Yifei grew frantic, at which point he drove it all the way in.

Wang Yue kept pumping steadily for some time, picking up pace bit by bit. Once he sensed her lithe waist adjusting fully to his rhythm, he paused suddenly and let his hands and lips wander over her flawless contours with tender strokes and kisses.

Next, he resumed sliding his shaft in and out slowly, at times withdrawing it entirely prior to plunging it back deep into her depths.

After doing this a few rounds, Zhou Yifei’s long, shapely legs wrapped snugly around Wang Yue’s midsection. Her rosy entrance eagerly chased after his hardness.

As her frame shuddered and warm fluids surged forth, Wang Yue pried her slim limbs apart and hoisted them upward.

He drove his thick, bulbous shaft repeatedly into her damp folds. That enormous length once more invaded Zhou Yifei’s snug, narrow channel, pounding away with fierce intensity.

Zhou Yifei’s eyelids drooped halfway, her face glowing with a deep blush. Her entire being quivered, breaths coming in ragged bursts amid the savage impacts from Wang Yue’s shaft. From her alluring mouth escaped waves of sweet sighs.

All at once, Wang Yue dropped her legs down, but just as Zhou Yifei started to catch her breath, he pressed them close and shifted them sideways to the left, her right one stacked atop the left. The squeezed thighs formed just a slim gap in between.

Wang Yue thrust his pelvis ahead, and with a wet "plop," his shaft sank inside.

"Ah..." Zhou Yifei uttered a powerless moan. The rest of Wang Yue’s length followed with a slick "slurping" noise into her core. The constricted walls gripped his shaft without mercy, sealing them together seamlessly.

"Oh... Uncle’s big penis is so good... Ah... You make me feel so good... Ah... Yes... Good nephew... Thrust harder... Ah... Big penis brother... Fuck my pussy thoroughly... Oh... My pussy feels so good... I’m so excited... Hurry... Oh... Thrust harder..."

Zhou Yifei’s cries intensified. Her pale, rounded rear rocked side to side, as though attempting to escape the relentless pounding of the shaft.

However, the wilder she bucked her hips, the fiercer the drives grew.

The echoes of Uncle’s passionate yells rang in Wang Yue’s ears, igniting his inner fire. Determined to deliver this exceptional beauty the ultimate pleasure, Wang Yue parted Zhou Yifei’s legs into a broad V.

Amid the thick thatch, the fragile bloom unfurled, erect and waiting to welcome the mighty invader.

Zhou Yifei’s quivering whimpers blended with desperate pleas, filling the space around them. A feminine aroma intertwined with perspiration hung in the atmosphere. The rhythmic slaps of shaft against core resonated deep within their beings.

With each powerful stroke from Wang Yue, his hardness buried itself to the hilt inside her.

Juices from her depths sprayed outward, coating everything in a slick sheen that eased their wild, urgent joining. This let him push Zhou Yifei toward the most explosive release imaginable.

Zhou Yifei’s sensitive core was nothing short of miraculous. Some magnetic pull deep within seemed to draw the shaft onward at breakneck speed. Beyond its snugness and wetness, the inner walls pulsed and yielded just right.

That intoxicating fragrance proved utterly captivating, outshining even the innocence of untouched maidens. A treasure like this core brimmed with irresistible allure.

"Oh... Oh... Uncle, I’m so excited... Ah... Husband... You make me so happy... Ah... I can’t take it anymore... Ah... I’m going to lose control... Oh... It feels so good... Ah... I’m coming..."

Zhou Yifei’s form seized in sudden spasms. Creamy essence erupted from the sealed union of her core and his shaft, splattering across Wang Yue’s legs.

Every spot he grazed carried Zhou Yifei’s seductive aroma.

Lost in a haze of bliss, Zhou Yifei released multiple times. The overwhelming ecstasy jolted her raw senses, urging Wang Yue to unleash a torrent of his seed into her ripe, welcoming depths.

By now, Zhou Yifei felt utterly drained. Though she could muster more effort, keeping this up would leave her bedridden for days. In Tianhai at present, Wang Yue had only her as his companion.

To enjoy such intimacy daily, they required a reliable flow of supplies.

Thus, Wang Yue refrained from further action. He simply left his shaft nestled within her channel and drew her close, drifting off together into peaceful slumber.

...

Zhang Hunter hailed from the Zhang family lineage in Tianhai. This year marked his thirtieth birthday. Though not from the primary line, his side branch maintained strong ties to it.

Due to unwavering loyalty to family head Zhang Jianyuan, this branch enjoyed abundant cultivation aids.

As a result, despite middling aptitude for practice, Zhang Hunter had advanced to a proficient stage in the Tianyuan Realm. Such perks came from the solid support of a mighty clan.

Without it, his gifts would barely get him to the Diyue Realm by thirty, far from Tianyuan.

Currently, Zhang Hunter strolled a narrow lane close to the Zhang estate. He had slipped away, defying the urgent lockdown from the day before that barred all kin from venturing out.

Zhang Hunter ignored the order because his urges proved too strong to contain. A man of deep lust with twisted tastes, he shunned willing encounters, favoring coercion instead. Numerous local women had suffered at his hands.

Days earlier, he had eyed a vendor woman at a nearby night bazaar. He plotted a chance to strike, but the restriction hit first.

Yet the prohibition only fueled his fire more. The once-ordinary beauty now appeared divine, like a celestial being.

After a night of torment, Zhang Hunter escaped at dawn. The pair ran their stand till deep evening, so they’d surely be there now.

Imagining ravishing that charming wife before her spouse’s eyes thrilled Zhang Hunter to no end.

But midway, unease struck him. This path always bustled with a handful of folks, yet today, after some distance, not a soul appeared.

Sensing danger, Zhang Hunter shelved his cravings and turned to retreat. In that instant, a towering shadow loomed behind, materializing from thin air.

Upon spotting the face, Zhang Hunter paled and blurted, "Zhang Hong, it’s you!"

"What, no more Uncle Hong from you?" Zhang Hong replied with a grin.

"Hmph, you turned traitor to the clan. The head hunts you now. For old times, I won’t alert them, but flee Tianhai at once and stay gone." As he spoke, Zhang Hunter subtly triggered his device.

Yet that subtle move didn’t evade Zhang Hong’s watch.

"Save your breath. This lane’s signals are jammed; no transmissions get out," Zhang Hong stated icily. Then, he barked, "Move fast! Four minutes max!"

Before the words fully landed, a hulking form burst from the shadows nearby, lunging at Zhang Hunter like a feral beast, fist aimed square at his jaw.

Though the assault came without warning and the foe towered over two meters, exuding menace, Zhang Hunter stayed calm.

Judging by the aura, this giant operated at mere Diyue Realm, no real danger to his own Tianyuan prowess.

Thus, Zhang Hunter snapped a kick toward the man’s side, targeting the ribs.

Shorter in stature, he still had reach with his legs over arms, and ribs made a prime weak spot.