The First Threesome
"Aunt Qing, are you really okay?" Bai Yan leaned in closer with a puzzled look, trying to figure out what was up with Su Mengqing.
Su Mengqing gritted her silver teeth, barely holding back the intense pleasure surging from her pussy as Wang Yue's massive cock pounded away inside her. She forced the words through clenched teeth: "I'm fine, really. What do you want?"
Bai Yan still seemed a bit intimidated by Su Mengqing. Seeing her obvious impatience, she didn't dare press further. Instead, she pulled out an egg-sized pearl glowing with a hazy white light. "This is loot from yesterday. We dug it out of that Heavenly Origin Realm beast. It's packed with pure energy—great for cultivation. I forgot to give it to you earlier."
"Fine, just leave it there. I'll check it out later," Su Mengqing replied, still gnashing her teeth.
Recognizing the clear dismissal, Bai Yan nodded quickly and hurried out of the office, closing the door behind her.
The moment Bai Yan was gone, Su Mengqing slammed down hard, grinding her massive ass in circles while rapidly bouncing up and down. Wang Yue's huge cock ravaged her pussy wildly as she growled through gritted teeth: "You little brat, playing dirty tricks on me—your aunt's gonna twist that cock right off today!"
Wang Yue slid back, flattening his arched body against the floor.
Su Mengqing wasn't letting up. She chased him down, relentlessly milking his massive dick with her tight saucy pussy.
Wang Yue grabbed her combat suit and ripped it apart with a powerful yank, exposing her round, enormous snow-white ass completely.
He savored the sight of her plump ass rising and falling, his cock plunging in and out of her perfect bun pussy, thrusting up to meet her rhythm.
Su Mengqing had been teetering on the edge of climax earlier but had to hold back. Wang Yue's teasing mini-thrusts inside her had stoked her flames to a breaking point.
Now, with his perfect sync, she cried out in ecstasy: "Good nephew... my dear nephew... big-dick hubby... Auntie's so comfy... loves your... massive cock so much... dear nephew... promise Auntie... you'll fuck... her saucy pussy... forever... Auntie loves... getting fucked by her own nephew... harder... fuck me raw... Auntie's pussy feels... amazing... pound it... fuck Auntie to death... good nephew... Auntie's cumming... her pussy's gonna... melt from her nephew's cock... gonna squirt... all over your huge dick... dear nephew... ah... ah..."
With a long, drawn-out scream, Su Mengqing's pent-up yin essence finally erupted in blissful release. She shuddered violently atop Wang Yue, her saucy pussy clamping down on his cock, squeezing and sucking with ferocious intensity.
Wang Yue grunted, unleashing thick ropes of cum deep into the heart of his aunt's pussy.
It took a long while before Su Mengqing went limp, collapsing onto Wang Yue's chest.
Wang Yue wrapped his arms around her, cupping her massive tits and kneading them gently. "Auntie, feel good?" he whispered.
"So damn good... but you were a total menace earlier!" Su Mengqing kept her eyes closed, basking in his touch even as she grumbled.
"Menace? Looked like you were loving every second," Wang Yue teased with a wicked grin.
"Loving it my ass, you little punk—always tormenting your aunt. If Bai Yan had seen that, I'd be done for!" Su Mengqing scolded, but her voice was soft and flirty, more like pillow talk than anger.
Wang Yue chuckled. "Didn't you say I should dual cultivate with them? They'll find out sooner or later. What's wrong with a little preview?"
"Why tell them at all?" Su Mengqing shot back warily. "You aren't thinking of dragging your aunt into a threesome with them, are you?"
Threesome? Now that's an idea!
Wang Yue's mind raced, and he grinned. "Threesome? Hell, when the time comes, I want all five of you sisters at once—no fighting over my cock and ruining your sisterly bond."
"Dream on! As if they'd all line up for your naughty dick," Su Mengqing huffed tsundere-style, then pivoted. "No way—while you're still all mine, you're fucking your aunt a bunch more times!"
"Your wish is my command!" Wang Yue acknowledged. He sat up with her still impaled on his cock, then stood in one smooth thrust, carrying her to the massive floor-to-ceiling window at the back of the office. He pinned her against the glass and hammered her from behind.
Su Mengqing pressed against the window, the towering buildings opposite and bustling streets below in clear view.
The glass was one-way—visible from inside, invisible from out—but it still felt like her nephew was fucking her in front of the whole world.
The shame burned, but so did an illicit thrill.
Wang Yue was even more fired up. The president of Jinling's Adventurers' Association—a big shot in the city—bent over her own office window, taking it from him. And she was his blood aunt. The taboo rush and conquest high drove him to fuck her harder.
Su Mengqing reaped the rewards—harder thrusts meant more pleasure for her.
...
While Wang Yue and Su Mengqing lost themselves in her office, high-ranking officers at Jinling Military District were discussing them.
"Liu, any leads on those two powerhouses?" In the commander's office at the military base, Jinling's top brass Chen Yang asked.
Chen Yang cut a sharp figure in his crisp uniform, stern-faced and seemingly in his forties—though he was over a century old, a late Heavenly Origin Realm martial expert and Jinling's second-strongest known fighter.
Standing before him was Liu Yan, a scholarly middle-aged man in his forties, one of his aides.
Liu Yan shook his head. "Nothing. My guys say one was masked in black, face hidden. The other wasn't masked, but even with the sketch, no matches in any databases. Dead end."
Those two yesterday—one saved the Adventurers' Association president, the other scattered the beast horde and even offed a Heavenly Origin Realm beast without claiming the loot.
Friendly, not foes—no need for alarms.
But as controllers of regional martial might, the military had to investigate.
Heavenly Origin Realm powerhouses could wreak havoc. Better know their backgrounds, even if uncontrolled.
"No traces at all?" Chen Yang pressed.
"The later one left zero clues. The first one..." Liu Yan smiled wryly. "Left so many it's confusing."
"How so?"
"She tailed our convoy from Jinling in a Wang family hovercar. Saved President Su, then drove off in it. But when that car returned from beyond the fortress, it had President Su and her nephew, Wang Yue, inside."
"So the mystery mask was Wang Yue?" Chen Yang said, then laughed it off.
As Jinling's security chief, he knew the three great martial families inside out.
Wang Yue was a prodigy, sure—but just fifteen. Even cultivating in the womb couldn't make him Heavenly Origin Realm. That'd be god-tier.
Still, the mystery powerhouse tied to the Wangs—and Su Mengqing knew who it was.
The Wangs were one of Jinling's three great families, semi-autonomous despite military oversight. No rough tactics.
And the guy did good—no reason to force the Wangs' hand.
Su Mengqing was untouchable too.
Besides the families, Jinling had three powers: Martial Alliance branch, military district, Adventurers' Association branch.
The Alliance was supreme, overseeing all humanity—military, adventurers, martial artists, civilians—like the pre-revival government.
Military handled official ops; Association managed the "jianghu."
Su Mengqing matched Chen Yang in rank.
They got along fine in Jinling—hence the rapid thousand-man rescue team.
Chen Yang wouldn't get stonewalled grilling her, but it'd be a soft no.
The mystery savior vanished post-rescue—clearly hiding identity. Su Mengqing wouldn't rat out her benefactor.
Rubbing his temples, Chen Yang sighed. "If we can't ID them, drop it. But this incident's suspicious."
Liu Yan nodded gravely. "Yeah. Thousand li beyond the fortress, Earth Palace beasts are rare. Yesterday? Multiple, including a Heavenly Origin big boy. No coincidence."
"Your take? Targeting Su, or something else?"
"Too early to say," Liu Yan replied. "But I'm sure these beasts had coordinated command."
Chen Yang agreed. Beasts slaughtered each other on sight unless Heavenly Origin, with basic smarts.
Precise horde control needed at least Return to Truth Realm yaoguai—beasts' equivalent to human qualitative leap: smarter, near-human intellect. No longer mere beasts.
Legends said special yaoguai at Mortal Shedding could shapeshift human—terrifying.
Chen Yang frowned deeply.
Jinling lacked Return to Truth bigshots. A yaoguai target would be disastrous.
Good thing human fortresses and stronger experts stood between—and could muster ten-thousand-man armies. Yaoguai couldn't breach easily.
"Order more scouts. Monitor thousand li beyond fortress closely. Report anomalies—no heroics," Chen Yang commanded decisively.
Liu Yan saluted and left.
Chen Yang stood motionless for ages, sighing softly. His worry lines deepened—lost in grim thoughts.
...
Wang Yue and Su Mengqing holed up in her office till afternoon—no lunch, no breaks, always connected.
Earth Palace Realm allowed basic fasting; skipping meals was fine.
Even Heavenly Origin recovered slowly from marathon sex. Nine orgasms last night maxed Su Mengqing out.
Today's eagerness? Hooked on the ecstasy.
Two morning climaxes left her wrecked; she needed a long breather.
Wang Yue pitied her, but she begged for more—even resting with his cock inside.
Four more rounds later, she tapped out.
Her pussy was swollen red, her plump bun pussy now a ripe peach—gaping slightly, tender flesh peeking, legs too sore to close.
Even Heavenly Origin true qi needed days to heal fully.
Staring at his still rock-hard cock finally withdrawn, Su Mengqing marveled: "Aren't men supposed to tire first? How are you still going?"
"God-given talent," Wang Yue grinned. "Don't overdo it next time, Auntie."
"As if. Next time, I get mine and leave you hanging," she huffed playfully.
Wang Yue was touched—she'd pushed for his sake.
But Pure Yang Heart Method made him an endless engine—no fatigue.
Good it satisfied fully each time—not endless edging torture.
He helped her into loose clothes, chatted, then got booted—she needed real rest.
Leaving the Association, Wang Yue didn't head home. He cruised Jinling aimlessly.
Evening, passing a middle school, he envied the carefree students streaming out.
Third Aunt tutored Wang kids—no school for his generation.
He'd loved it once; now, regret stirred.
He swore it was just innocent envy—not campus tropes like school flower deskmates, pure juniors, flirty seniors, sexy teachers.
Really!
Sudden thought: Next year, Tianhai Academy.
Top school outside the capital, genius magnet.
By then, his cultivation would eclipse it—like PhD in kindergarten—but fun anyway.
Three years' tidebeast tied to Tianhai; student cover for snooping.
Admission? No sweat—not past life's Qi Condensation punching bag.
Home that night, he crashed properly—no wandering.
Auntie's lesson: Sex needed restraint. He was fine; women weren't—overdo it, harm them.
Dual cultivation boosted fast, true qi healed—but balance mattered, or backfire.
Post-limit, basic insertion-only was option.
But cock buried in pussy without thrusting? Torture.
Basic dual cultivation sucked anyway. Better full recovery, then marathon—max pleasure, max gains, faster than nightly basics.
So, no visiting fragile Aunt Chen Rong.
Pity—no cultivation tonight. But daytime office gains hit Earth Palace 8th Layer—peak neared.
May 31st, last rest day. Wang Yue headed out solo.
Wang Xin'er and sisters were AWOL—off with Su and Chen girls, obviously.
He missed them—especially fiancée Chen Xi.
Family match, but true childhood sweethearts—unlike parents' generation.
Screw posturing; seeing his little wife mattered.
Fifteen-year-old girl—ripe for it!
Dual cultivation to boost her, not premarital sex!
Nope!
But the crew ghosted him—even beloved sister Wang Xin'er. Next rest day it was.
Boring day—no novelties. Checked on Auntie—resisted for her sake. Her goddess face and demon body tormented his overnight blue balls.
Evening home, Xue Yan's text: Just an OK emoji.
Wang Yue got it—her period ended; tonight was go-time.
Nine PM, en route to Xue Yan, "threesome" hit him—electric thrill!
Grinning deviously, he detoured to Chen Rong first, called her.
Conquered, Chen Rong was hooked.
Two days without him? Anxiety gnawed: Eat and ghost?
Timid, she wouldn't confront.
His call lit her up. "Opening the door now."
"Nah, come out, Aunt. We're going for a ride."
She hung up—rushed out in under thirty seconds.
"Eager auntie—pussy itching that bad for my huge cock?" Wang Yue teased.
Chen Rong blushed. "I... thought you didn't want me anymore."
"Never," he soothed, arm around her waist. "Didn't wanna wear you out daily—that's why the break."
His care melted her.
No urges lately—overfed last time. But she'd yield if he asked.
She knew Chen Rong's cycle; he'd skipped her. He's been holding back—for me?
Women melt easy, self-convincing.
Rape's trauma turned conquest's lust; now, his words sparked adoration.
Lustful men act rash; loving ones restrain.
She believed it—Wang Yue loved her. Heart soared sweet.
With Chen Rong, Wang Yue slipped into Xue Yan's—system recognized him as owner. Stealth surprise.
Mommy got fucked by you that day
Today she'll get railed by you again
Love when you hold me
Love when you fuck me
When you cum in Mommy's pussy
That's when my heart races most
...
Door opened to sweet singing from the bedroom—joyful tune, filthy lyrics...
Chen Rong giggled.
Xue Yan burst out, startled.
Transparent nightie, black pantyhose, no panties or bra—huge tits and saucy pussy teasingly visible. Primed for battle.
But her face blazed—Wang Yue hearing was one thing; Chen Rong too? Mortifying!
"Just messing around singing," Xue Yan mumbled, flushed.
Wang Yue smiled. "Sounds great. Sing more for me."
Chen Rong teased rarely: "Yanyan, that's 'Tomorrow I'm Marrying You,' right? Dying to marry Yue'er?"
"Wish we'd met before I married," Xue Yan sighed wistfully. "Can't wed him, but sneaking pussy for his cock? Life well-lived. Right, big sis?"
Chen Rong flushed at the bluntness but nodded earnestly. "Yeah—even secret, it's bliss."
"Good auntie, good mommy—inside to chat." Wang Yue hugged both voluptuous beauties, one arm each, into the bedroom.
On the bed, they snuggled him—no rush, just talk.
Su Mengqing's crisis stayed secret; chitchat only.
Soon, Xue Yan's hand wandered—groping him, yanking out his massive cock, stroking.
Wang Yue reciprocated, fondling one perfect tit from each—different sizes, same heaven.
Chen Rong wasn't super horny today, but his touch ignited her. She joined Xue Yan on his shaft, then beat her to it—mouth engulfing the swollen purple head.
Hiss—
Two beauties' hands and auntie's warm mouth? Wang Yue sucked in breath, blissed out.
They synced perfectly, kneeling between his spread legs.
Xue Yan claimed the head first—sucking, licking, eyes locked upward seductively.
Chen Rong lapped the shaft like a kitten.
Wang Yue stared at those two peerless faces buried in his crotch, tongues worshiping his cock—nearly blew instantly.
First collab, flawless. Xue Yan wet the shaft fully; Chen Rong took the head.
Minutes of auntie's suction—Wang Yue roared, cock swelling, blasting cum into her mouth.
Chen Rong sealed tight, gulping waves till drained, then pulled off.
Pop~
Mouth agape, she tilted up—silky eyes on him, tongue swirling pearly cum. Utterly depraved, hypnotic.
Wang Yue gawked, throbbing hard again. Auntie was shy last time—now a lethal temptress?
Unbeknownst, Chen Rong's anxious days fueled seduction research—paying off now.
Cum thinning, she swallowed with an audible gulp.
That ignited him—cock sprang rigid.
Xue Yan pounced, deep-throating the fresh hard-on, bobbing like pussy-fucking.
Even rebuffed Chen Rong's share attempt.
Chen Rong's cum-swallow fired her rivalry: Won't lose!
Wang Yue rewarded—blasted her mouth minutes later.
Xue Yan mimicked: mouth open, cum swirling, dribbling corner then licking back.
Swallowed down.
Double cum-swallow from his goddesses? Wang Yue burned hotter, not fading.
"Good auntie, good mommy—my turn to please you. Clothes off, bed now."
They stripped eagerly—Xue Yan kept her black pantyhose.
Wang Yue dove in, lavishing their tits—varied delights.
Then south to their aching pussies.
Two women, two pussies—one mouth.
He hoisted Chen Rong atop Xue Yan, legs splayed. Licked auntie's flooded butterfly pussy, then dropped to service mommy's through sheer hose.
Alternating cunnilingus, tits grinding— they writhed, begging: "Baby, no more licking—fuck us!"
Wang Yue rose, fingers teasing both crotches. "Ladies—which pussy first?"
"Me first!" Xue Yan vied, then emotional: "Sis, it's been three days for me, two for you—let me?"
Chen Rong, non-competitive, nodded softly.
"Good son, auntie's okayed—fuck mommy first, her next." Xue Yan urged.
Wang Yue teased her sopping pussy through hose with his cockhead, grinding.
Torture—Xue Yan begged: "Son hubby, Mommy's dying—can't take it! Fuck Mommy's saucy pussy with your huge cock!"
"Son hubby?"
"You're my son, but my heart says hubby. You fuck me as both."
Wang Yue thrilled, ripped hose crotch wide—rip—cockhead at bare slit.
"Mommy-wife, son-husband's coming!" He roared, slamming balls-deep into her womb.
"Awooo~" Xue Yan wailed blissfully, bucking her ass up preemptively. "Good son, dear hubby—your huge cock's back in Mommy's pussy! Fuck me—pound your mommy!"
Three days pent-up—Wang Yue went straight savage, jackhammering her depths.
Xue Yan beamed, hugging Chen Rong atop her—tits squishing, grinding. She howled with each thrust: "Ah... dear hubby... good son... your massive cock... fucks me... so good... flying to heaven... harder... deeper... fuck Mommy dead..."
Wang Yue railed mommy's saucy pussy, saw auntie squirming, dripping. Fair play—he gripped her hips, lifted, devoured her pink butterfly pussy voraciously.
Xue Yan's moans now joined Chen Rong's soft cries.
Now Wang Yue got it—threesomes' allure. Two women writhing in sync under him? Psychological high beyond math.