Little Horse Pulling a Big Cart
"What 'ah'? If you wanna fuck me, just fuck me already. It's not like you haven't done it before," Su Mengqing said with a laugh. "Besides, didn't you say dual cultivation gives huge benefits to your cultivation? Your little aunt wants to give it a try too."
"But you're my little aunt," Wang Yue replied, a bit stunned by his aunt's boldness.
"So what? I'm not planning on marrying anyone this lifetime anyway. Might as well give this body to you, kid. Who else but the one I dote on?" Su Mengqing said casually.
Her words were half-true, half-fake. She truly had no plans to marry, but it wasn't just because she doted on Wang Yue. She could never forget the moment he appeared like a god before her, shielding her from that ferocious beast.
She knew she had truly fallen—fallen for this little boy, her own sister's son.
Since this affection could never be accepted by the world, better not to spell it out. Let him see her simply as a dual cultivation partner, sparing him any inner turmoil.
Even though his little aunt had said all that, Wang Yue still hesitated. This was his blood-related little aunt—different from Yan Mama or Aunt Xue. They shared the closest kin ties.
Though dual cultivating with her would yield even better results than with Yan Mama or Aunt Xue.
Seeing Wang Yue still waffling, Su Mengqing huffed irritably. "Are you even a man, kid? So wishy-washy. Dual cultivation benefits us both. You've already gotten yours, popped my cherry— you can't hog all the gains and leave your little aunt with nothing."
With his little aunt putting it that bluntly, refusing now would make him less than a man.
Besides, Wang Yue lusted hard after his aunt's body—that peerless beauty rivaling his own mother's, those towering massive tits, that slender willow waist, that plump juicy peach ass, those long straight legs, and that world-class one-line white tiger bun pussy. Any one of them could set him ablaze, let alone all together.
Fucking her pussy would be fortune earned over lifetimes!
Wang Yue gritted his teeth and nodded. "Alright, dual cultivation it is!"
"That's more like it. Seize the day, enjoy life to the fullest—why overthink?" Su Mengqing smiled radiantly, glancing at the car's cramped interior. "Too stuffy in here. Let's go outside."
She took the initiative, dismantling the car seats and laying them out on the ground like a big bed. Then she stripped off every stitch she'd just put on, beckoning Wang Yue. "Come on."
Standing naked under the moonlight, Su Mengqing transformed from fierce battle goddess to perfect sex goddess, every inch of skin radiating stunning allure and temptation.
By contrast, Wang Yue was handsome beyond measure, but still undeveloped—half a head shorter than her, face thick with boyish innocence. A total kid.
But as long as the important parts weren't small, even a little horse could pull a big cart.
When Wang Yue approached and shed his clothes, Su Mengqing gasped. "Whoa! So big?!"
She hadn't fully grasped it when his cock was buried inside her earlier. Seeing its majesty up close now shocked her.
"Little aunt, how'd you know it's big? You seen others?" Wang Yue asked, puzzled.
Su Mengqing burst out laughing. "Your little aunt's a non-marrier, not a nun. When the mood strikes, I handle it myself. And I've watched plenty of that stuff—my theoretical knowledge beats yours, little guy."
"In that case, here I come." Wang Yue grinned, stepping forward to wrap his arms around her slender waist.
Being half a head shorter, he only needed to dip his face to bury it right in her chest.
With her internal injuries healed, the scars from the giant cheetah were gone—no flaws left on her body.
Up close, Wang Yue eyed those full, perky massive tits—no sag whatsoever. He couldn't resist latching onto one pink nipple, sucking gently, while his right hand claimed the other hefty globe, kneading and toying.
"Ohh..." Su Mengqing let out a comfy moan, then teased, "Dual cultivation doesn't jump straight in. What're you doing? Using it as an excuse to fuck your little aunt's pussy?"
She'd known from his earlier words that her nephew loved this talk, so she threw in the crude terms to rile him up.
Sure enough, Wang Yue got even hornier, slurping noisily at her tits while mumbling around them, "You got it. My dual cultivation technique centers on fucking pussy—the better it feels, the stronger the effects."
"Fine, if you wanna fuck little aunt's pussy, go ahead, my good nephew." Su Mengqing cradled his head, murmuring.
Only after a good long while did Wang Yue relent on those endless tits, hugging her soft slim waist to lay her down.
Then he went straight for the prize, parting her perfect ivory-carved long legs, eyes locked on that exquisite one-line white tiger bun pussy.
At Spirit Condensation realm, night vision was default; Earth Palace made it sharper. With the moon up, her flawless nude body was crystal clear to him.
Though she'd decided to give herself to him—silently for life—being stared at her pussy like this still embarrassed Su Mengqing. Blushing, she said, "Little rascal, what're you staring at?!"
"Your pussy, obviously." Wang Yue chuckled. "Little aunt, your pussy's gorgeous. I'm so damn lucky!"
"Smooth-talker, can't even flatter right." Su Mengqing laughed. "Praise my looks or figure—I deserve it. But pussy? Aren't all women's pussies the same?"
"Nah, yours is prime bun pussy—perfect shape, juicy and plump. Wraps a cock so tight, it's pure bliss." Wang Yue meant it; he'd felt it firsthand.
"Really? But your big aunt and mom have the same as me. Thought all women did." Su Mengqing said.
Big aunt and mom too...
Wang Yue shook off the forbidden thoughts quick. To distract himself, he asked, "Little aunt, didn't you say your theory's richer? How'd you not know that?"
"I just use it for fun when I play with myself. Not like you pervs studying it." Su Mengqing huffed.
"Gotta study to know my little aunt's top-tier." Wang Yue grinned, then dove down, mouth kissing her plump bun pussy.
She'd cleaned with true qi after dressing, so no worries about tasting his own stuff.
Su Mengqing never expected him to go from staring to kissing it outright. She wanted to stop him, but the pleasure—worlds beyond her fingers—killed the thought instantly.
Wang Yue engulfed her soft, fresh-out-the-oven plump little pussy lips, sucking a few times. Then his tongue probed the deep one-line slit, licking heavily bottom to top, ending at her tiny clit, circling with the tip.
"Ohhh..." The unprecedented bliss drew a long moan from Su Mengqing. Her full snow-white thighs clamped instinctively, trapping his head in her crotch, ass bucking up for more.
Wang Yue didn't disappoint, thumbs parting her thick labia to bare the dripping pink slit. His tongue danced everywhere, zeroing in on her swollen clit.
Su Mengqing felt insane. She'd always focused on her clit solo, but his tongue amplified it a hundredfold.
The itchy, comfy, pent-up bliss made her tremble, gasping brokenly, "Yue'er... good boy... you're making little aunt... feel so good... my pussy... licked till it itches to death... little aunt... can't take it..."
With her moans came gushes of crystal nectar from her alluring pussy hole.
Juicy as hell! Wang Yue thought, lapping and swallowing every drop.
Truth be told, pussy juice wasn't tasty—salty, fishy, faintly musky.
But from whose pussy mattered. From his stunning little aunt's? Sweeter than nectar.
"Stop licking... little aunt's pussy... can't stand it... good boy... fuck me now... wanna feel... pussy-fucking..." Su Mengqing begged. She vividly recalled his cock pulling out earlier—better than his tongue.
After ages eating her out, Wang Yue was exploding with need. Her plea erased hesitation. He rose, hoisting her long legs over his shoulders, cockhead nudging her soaked white tiger bun pussy.
But no thrust yet—he teased the tight slit with his glans, sliding back and forth.
Su Mengqing squirmed harder. "Little tease, quit playing! Shove it in, fuck me!"
"No rush, gotta ease in." Wang Yue said.
"No rush my ass—pussy's itching dead! Quick, all in!" Su Mengqing urged.
"You sure?"
"Yes! Talk more and no fuck for you!"
"Fine." Wang Yue sighed inwardly. Cock aligned, hips snapped—"plop"—just the head in.
Even that made Su Mengqing yelp. "Ahh... why so painful?!"
"Your pussy's tight, my cock's huge—rushing it hurts." Wang Yue said helplessly.
"But earlier you went all in, no pain?"
"That was hours of dual cultivation—you adapted. Starting fresh? Different." Wang Yue thought: All talk about theory, yet clueless.
From insertion, the dual cultivation technique auto-ran, heightening sensitivity.
Her pussy had molded to his size over hours, so pain faded quick to stuffed fullness.
"No pain now. Ease in more—slow!" Su Mengqing said cautiously, all eager newbie.
Wang Yue's experience shone. No rush—instead, shallow pumps, inching deeper each time.
No pain for her, just endless pleasure. Amid fucks, she murmured, "So amazing... this pussy-fucking? Way better than fingers."
"Just the start. I'll send you to heaven." Wang Yue grinned. Half-buried now, he gauged her ready—then slammed home, glans battering her slick cervix.
"Ahh!" Su Mengqing cried—not pain, ecstasy.
"That hit so good! More, good boy!" First real fuck, and she was hooked. No guidance needed—she bucked her ass, grinding his glans on her core.
Wang Yue, true man, took over—grinding heavy, then pulling most out, slamming back, repeating faster.
Su Mengqing lost it, hips twisting in sync, screaming, "Good boy... dear nephew... fucking little aunt so good... your huge cock... pounding my pussy to pieces... knew pussy-fucking... felt this great... wouldn't be no-marriage bitch..."
Wang Yue soured, pounding harder vengefully. "What, looking for other men?"
"No... never... good nephew... little aunt's heart... only for you... you're my husband now... little aunt's yours... my pussy's yours... only you fuck it... dear husband... harder... fuck me dead..." Su Mengqing babbled heart-truths in bliss.
Wang Yue grinned, satisfied—but ramped up, aiming to peak her so hard she'd never leave.
His sexy goddess aunt ignited total possession. Blood kin or not, world be damned—he'd own her forever.
Su Mengqing was Earth Palace peak, but pussy-fucking wasn't cultivation-dependent. Higher realms just meant stamina for more rounds.
First time, against his gifted monster cock, plus sensitivity boost—after two-three hundred thrusts, her first true orgasm hit. Legs locked his waist, arms crushed his head—Earth Palace strength; he'd have passed out sans his own realm.
Her bun pussy already gripped divinely; orgasm made soft thick walls clamp and spasm, nearly melting his cock in ecstasy.
Wang Yue couldn't hold—nor wanted to. Cock swelled, thick ropes blasting her depths, mingling with her fluids.
Climax instant: her lingering virgin yin essence and shared bloodline yin qi gushed through his buried cock, fusing his pure yang true qi into purer power.
Boom!
Post-spurt, Wang Yue shuddered—cultivation up a layer to Earth Palace 4th, true qi refined purer.
Some refluxed to her, thickening and purifying hers—but stuck at bottleneck, no breakthrough.
Long after, Su Mengqing's blanked mind cleared.
Eying his boyish handsome face on her chest, she sighed. "Good boy, you showed little aunt what being a woman's really like. Wasted thirty-plus years before."
Wang Yue serious: "Little aunt, you meant it earlier?"
"What?"
"That you're mine, only I fuck you."
Su Mengqing smiled, stroking his cheek. "Good boy, little aunt keeps her word. Long as you don't tire of me, I'll let you fuck forever. Even if I age and you lose interest, I'll wait."
"Little aunt, our dual cultivation pace? Transcendence easy. You'll stay young a millennium—no aging."
She beamed. "Then I'll let you fuck a millennium. Eternal youth? Forever."
"Little aunt, you're the best." Wang Yue moved.
"Best? Fuck me again then. Love how you fuck me." Chatting reignited her fire.
Wang Yue's eyes lit. "Wanna feel even better?"
"Better? Hell yes!" That orgasmic death had conquered her.
He pressed her shoulder-borne legs to her chest, squishing her massive tits.
Her bun pussy jutted higher, channel shortening—his full cock squeezed out a bit, glans still kissing cervix.
"Little aunt, incoming—if too much, say so." Wang Yue warned, then pressed down.
Glans forced her tender cervix open, sucking it in—full hilt again.
"Urgh..." Su Mengqing felt bizarre bliss surge: numb, tingly, sour, itchy, painful—yet euphoric.
"How's it feel?" Wang Yue paused, unsure if she'd adapt.
"Indescribable... but awesome! You in my womb?"
"Just the mouth." Seeing her enjoy, he relaxed. "Like it? I'll fuck like this."
"Fuck away! As your blood aunt, no kids anyway. Wreck the womb if you want—so long as it feels good."
"Won't wreck it." Wang Yue said. If she wanted his kids, fine by him.
Mastering yin-yang, he could dodge inbreeding flaws; shared blood might birth geniuses.
But at fifteen, no kid thoughts. He just thrust—deeper, pounding cervix.
Under two hundred strokes, she came again.
Her peaks maxed his pleasure—uncontrollable, he shot too.
No level-up this time, but both true qis strengthened, purified more.
"Little aunt, more?" Wang Yue grinned post-rest.
"Yes! Wasted thirty years—gonna make up for it today."
Wang Yue smiled wryly: "First time—don't push. My cock's yours anytime."
"Yours? You've dual cultivated before, right? Spill—who?"
"Just two." No names—Yan's and Xue's dignity. Without consent, secret.
Flip side: sans her okay, he wouldn't tell them.
"Third place? Who first two?" Jealousy stung, competitive too.
"Sorry, little aunt—admit count out of respect for you." Wang Yue serious. "But respect them too—no reveal sans permission. Same for you."
Empathizing, she got it. As his aunt, exposure would ruin her.
Smart as ice, she inferred: those two taboo too—likely Wang women.
Outsiders? No secrecy needed; cohabitation normalized.
Understood, but rivalry lingered. "Them better, or me?"
"All equal in my heart." Quick—then pivot: "But looks, figure? You win."
Vague—Wang beauties lagged her, save flawless Su Mengyan.
But she meant: "Not looks! Who... whose pussy... feels better fucking? Who you prefer?" Blush-hot, she pressed.
Wang Yue blinked: Strange rivalry.
Grin: "Said it—your bun pussy's elite, fucks best. Plus..."
Whisper in ear: "...you're blood aunt. Fucking you? Extra thrill no one matches."
Su Mengqing shivered—now thrilled too. Giggling, "Good answer, boy. Reward time!"
"What?"
"You love fucking aunt? One more round." She teased, like he scored big.
"Pussy itching for dick, calling it reward." Wang Yue muttered.
"What?!" Eyebrow up.
"Nothing! Thanks for reward!"
"Better." Su Mengqing smirked, inner muscles squeezing his buried cock. "Hurry!"
Wang Yue lowered her legs, pulled out. "Change pose, little aunt—doggy."
She flipped prone eagerly—not flat, but knees tucked, ass high and proud.
Boom!
Ass up, Wang Yue's mind reeled, blood boiling, gulp audible.
Too sexy, tempting!
Snow-white cheeks perfect as jade-peach, drool-worthy.
Deep cleft hid her reddened bun pussy—big peach with little peach center, honey dripping.
Staring breathless half-minute, Wang Yue pounced, face mashed to her flawless ass, rubbing, licking porcelain skin—wanting to bite.
"Little rascal, what?!" Su Mengqing itched from his worship.
"Little aunt, ass too perfect, sexy—I wanna kiss, lick, devour it!" Wang Yue panted.
"Ass fun? Can't fuck it." Irked—pussy throbbed, craving hard pounding.
Her gripe sparked him. More kisses, then upright—cock like club, smacking her pale plump cheeks.
Slap~ slap~ slap~
Watching purple cock ripple her white flesh in waves, Wang Yue's dick nearly burst.
Su Mengqing fumed. "Gonna fuck or not? No more if not!"
No risking that—ass and pussy at stake.
Aimed to mount—but issue: her legs longer, kneeling put his cock low. Shallow entry, no depth.
"Little aunt, spread legs wider."
She glanced back, giggled, obeyed—thighs parting, pussy dropping into reach.
Perfect. Glans on red peach amid white, hands yanked her ass back.
Squelch! Full hilt.
"Oh! So good, good Yue'er, nephew—move! Fuck aunt's pussy!"
Wang Yue hammered.
Papapapapapa...
Meat-slaps echoed in quiet woods.
"Ahh... god... killing me... dear hubby... huge cock... fucking aunt so good... fuck me... nephew... you fuck pussy like pro... ahh... aunt loves you... mm... good Yue'er... ah... oh... ah... good hubby... oh... oh... dying... aunt's dying bliss... good boy... dear hubby... your huge cock... too much... aunt dying... oooh... ooh... ooh... fuck... harder... fuck aunt dead... ya... oh... aunt loves... nephew fucking... woo... oh... oh... fuck deep... dear hubby... nephew... cum in aunt... quick... cum for aunt... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh..." Su Mengqing, knowing his buttons, screamed lewdly, emphasizing their bond for harder pounding.
No need—Wang Yue maxed out.
Doggy plunged deeper, her perfect ass jiggling mesmerizingly.
Cock gripped blissfully, belly slapping soft ass delicious.
Eye-feast: hands kneaded plump cheeks.
Not enough—palm smacked one lightly.
Slap!
Pain twitched her ass, pussy clamping fierce.
New toy! Pull out, smack on re-entry—same squeeze, harder entry, bigger rush.
Pain minor vs pussy joy—Su Mengqing loved it.
Over hundred smacking thrusts, near-dizzy Su Mengqing went wild: nonstop filth, voluptuous body writhing, ultra-tight pussy devouring his cock, ass bucking to milk it.
"Fuck me... fuck me... fuck dead... dear nephew... oh... oh... aunt can't... oh... oooh... aunt cumming... woo... woo... oh... huge cock hubby... aunt so good... oh... oh... can't hold... oh... oh... oh... oh... cumming... oh... aunt squirting... squirting... squirting... ai ya... dear hubby... good nephew... aunt fucked dead... you're amazing... pussy breaking... can't... squirting... ahh..." High-pitched wail—she froze, ass jammed back, cock max-deep, cervix sucking glans. Cool yin essence flooded, washing his scorching head.
Wang Yue grunted, cock ballooned, hot thick cum erupting.
Post-peak, Su Mengqing collapsed.
Wang Yue atop her back, softening cock slipped free—trapped in her plump ass cheeks.