Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 2122 - 442: Screwing the Transcendent Realm! 2

”Oh my god, Master is reacting!” Yingying cried out, her voice a mix of shock and pure delight.

”Of course she is. My Dual Cultivation art doesnʼt miss,” Wang Yue grunted, keeping his rhythm steady. ”If we give her a real jolt of stimulation, sheʼll be awake in no time.”

”How? Tell me what to do!” Yingying asked urgently.

Wang Yue scooped up another dollop of jam and smeared it thick over Yu Suxinʼs clitoris—which was already engorged and twitching at the top of her slit. ”Lick her right there,” he commanded.

Watching her brother-in-lawʼs massive rod slide in and out of her Masterʼs tight folds was already pushing Yingyingʼs modesty to the brink.

Now he wanted her to put her tongue there? It was a big ask. But for the sake of her Masterʼs life, Yingying swallowed her shame. She leaned in close, her small tongue darting out to lap the jam off the sensitive nub.

Seeing the girl go to work on her Masterʼs core sent a fresh surge of heat through Wang Yue. ”Donʼt stop there, Yingying. Give the brother-in-law some love, too. Lick my shaft while Iʼm in her.”

Yingying was a total believer now. She had tasted his ”spirit” before, so she didnʼt hesitate. She pressed in closer, her tongue trailing fire along the exposed part of his cock as it hammered into her Master.

She played it smart, too—every time Wang Yue pulled back, dragging the velvet-red walls of the pussy out with him, sheʼd dart her tongue inside to taste her Masterʼs juices.

The sight of Yingyingʼs pink tongue flickering against Yu Suxinʼs equally flushed flesh was the ultimate aphrodisiac. Wang Yueʼs pace turned violent; his thrusts grew heavier, more desperate.

Yu Suxin might have been asleep, but her body had fully ”woken up.”

A virgin of her standing was pathologically sensitive. Standard stimulation would have been enough to set her off, let alone being impaled by a ”Divine Grade” tool like Wang Yueʼs. Combined with the doubling effect of their synchronized techniques, the pleasure was hitting critical mass.

After a few hundred more savage thrusts, her sexy frame went into an involuntary spasm. Her ”little slut” of a snatch clamped down with the strength of a vice, baring its teeth at Wang Yueʼs cock. A moment later, a flood of slick Yin-Essence erupted from deep within her flower, drenching Wang Yueʼs glans just as he bottomed out.

The contact snapped his self-control. With a guttural roar, Wang Yue began his own explosive delivery.

As they hit a synchronized climax, the Dual Cultivation reached its peak efficiency. Wang Yue felt a seismic jolt through his system—his cultivation shattered the ceiling again, surging from the peak of the 4th level straight into the early 5th level of the Mortal Shedding Realm.

But Yu Suxinʼs haul was even bigger. The massive influx of Qi didnʼt go to her empty Dantian; it prioritized the trauma. In the blink of an eye, the internal damage from her suicidal power-burst was completely mended.

The instant healing snapped her out of the coma before the tremors of the orgasm even subsided.

She woke up to the sensation of Wang Yueʼs seed pumping into her core in thick, hot waves.

The first thing Yu Suxin felt as her consciousness returned was a pleasure so absolute it nearly blacked her out again. The feeling of that powerful ejaculate slamming into her sensitive flower made her reflexively wrap her arms around the man pinning her down. Her heavy backside bucked upward, meeting him stroke for stroke as she chased a bone-melting ecstasy she never knew existed.

”Master! Youʼre really awake!” Yingyingʼs joyful cry finally cut through the fog.

Yu Suxin froze. Reality came crashing back.

Wang Yue had stopped firing, but his thick, long rod was still buried to the hilt, keeping her freshly-opened snatch stretched wide and uncomfortably full. For one treacherous second, she wanted to stay there. Then, her pride took over, and she let out a sharp, jagged shriek: ”What are you doing?! Get the hell off me!”

”Senior, thatʼs cold. I literally just saved your life. Donʼt go burning bridges already,” Wang Yue smirked. Instead of pulling out, he gave his rock-hard cock a deliberate upward twitch, bottoming out against her sensitive core again.

”Oh...!” A low moan escaped her. Fresh off an orgasm, she was hyper-sensitive. That one twitch sent a fresh wave of lightning through her spine.

But her willpower was legendary. She didnʼt buckle. After the moan, she began to thrash, her voice shaking with rage. ”You bastard! Pull that disgusting thing out of me!”

It was a hollow effort. She had been a Transcendent powerhouse, sure, but her old injuries werenʼt fully healed, and her Qi was currently tied up in the auto-repair process. Wang Yue, now a 5th-level Mortal Shedder, had her pinned like a specimen on a board.

”Disgusting? Senior, this ʼthingʼ is the only reason youʼre breathing,” Wang Yue chuckled. ”Besides, you seemed pretty into it a second ago. You were hugging me like youʼd never let go.”

”I was not!” Her stunning face turned a deep shade of crimson as she remembered her instinctive reaction.

”Forgetful, are we? Good thing we have a witness,” Wang Yue turned to Yingying. ”Yingying, you saw her, right?”

Yingying nodded slowly. Sheʼd seen it all—how her Master had clung to him, how sheʼd arched her back to take every inch of that cock. It was the look of a woman being absolutely plowed into bliss.

Yu Suxin felt like she was going to die of shame. ”Just kill me,” she whispered, her voice thick with despair. ”Kill me now!”

”Master, donʼt say that,” Yingying pleaded. ”Check yourself—is the injury gone?”

”Yeah, I worked too hard saving you to just kill you now. Thatʼs a waste of energy,” Wang Yue added.

”I didnʼt ask to be saved! Kill me! Just do it!” Having her purity stolen and her shame witnessed by her own disciple was too much. She truly wanted out.

”Fine,” Wang Yue agreed, but instead of reaching for a blade, he bucked his hips and started driving into her again.

As he began to pump, Yu Suxin felt those ”divine” sensations rippling out from her core again, turning her bones to jelly. A part of her mind tried to convince her to just let go—to stop fighting and enjoy the ride.

But she was the ”Black Widow.” Sheʼd survived decades of hunting by the holy lands. Her mental grit was iron-clad. She gritted her teeth against the rising tide of pleasure and hissed, ”You son of a bitch... what are you doing now?”