Su Mengyan Breaks Through
In stark contrast to the powerful suction from her vagina, her urethral opening—which hadn't been used in over a decade—suddenly parted, unleashing a forceful spray of colorless, odorless fluid that drenched Wang Yue's head and face. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought she'd pissed herself.
Wang Yue only grew more excited. He never imagined his mom had the same squirting constitution as his big sister-in-law.
It was a long while before Su Mengyan finally went limp, collapsing powerlessly onto her son's chest.
But before Wang Yue could even wrap his arms around her, her body shuddered violently again. The true qi at the peak of the Earth Palace realm erupted uncontrollably, surging in an instant—and it didn't stop there. It skyrocketed, shattering the bottleneck that had trapped her for a full ten years in the blink of an eye, showing no signs of slowing as it continued to climb rapidly. Only after half a minute did it finally stabilize.
In that brief span, Su Mengyan's cultivation had leaped five whole levels—from the peak of Earth Palace straight to the peak of the fifth layer of Heavenly Origin, surpassing even Liu Ruoshi at the fifth layer of Heavenly Origin.
If not for the freak that was Wang Yue, Su Mengyan would now be the undisputed strongest powerhouse in the Wang family.
"Mom, congrats," Wang Yue said with a grin, pulling her sexy body into his embrace.
Su Mengyan blinked in a daze. "I... broke through?"
"Not just broke through—you jumped five levels in one go." Wang Yue chuckled, quickly piecing together the reason for her breakthrough in his mind.
His mom had been stuck at the hurdle from Earth Palace to Heavenly Origin—not even a major one—because of her aloof personality, which prevented any intense mental fluctuations.
Over the past couple of days, though, she'd dropped all pretenses around him, reverting to her true self, which had already primed her for the breakthrough.
And now, getting sent to the peak of ecstasy by her own son's massive cock—incest or not, the shock it delivered was immense.
So she'd broken through naturally. Plus, with a decade of accumulation at the peak of Earth Palace, she'd rocketed five levels the moment the dam burst.
Of course, the real key was her insane talent. Swap her out for someone average, and even ten years stuck there might not yield a single level after breaking through.
Wang Yue's guess was mostly spot-on, except for one thing: Su Mengyan's breakthrough had nothing to do with any incest taboo.
For her, even if it were just thigh-fucking like this with her son, or hell, if he actually shoved his cock inside and fucked her pussy, she wouldn't feel a shred of guilt—let alone the kind of mental shock to spark a breakthrough.
Her mental surge came purely from the climax, when she'd involuntarily fallen deeply in love with her son on a whole new level.
Her maternal love remained as fierce as ever, but now it intertwined with romantic passion.
One was the greatest, most selfless love; the other, the most blazing, most blind devotion.
These two emotions wove together in Su Mengyan's heart, complementing each other to form something unique—transcending both familial bonds and romance. That was the intense mental fluctuation that triggered it all.
Too bad Wang Yue didn't realize this yet. If he did, and told her he'd already crossed that line multiple times with others—and didn't give a damn about worldly taboos—Su Mengyan, unbound by such conventions, would follow her heart in a heartbeat and let him truly claim her.
Breaking through and jumping five levels was huge cause for celebration, but Su Mengyan only felt a flicker of joy before brushing it aside. Her beautiful eyes gazed deeply at her son as she murmured tenderly, "Darling, Mom felt so good just now... so happy. In the future, spend more time with me when you can, okay?"
"Of course, but..." Wang Yue blinked, thrusting his hips to nudge her belly with his big dick. "You're satisfied now—what about me?"
Only then did Su Mengyan notice he still hadn't cum. She flashed a coquettish smile. "Wait till Mom rests a bit, then we'll go again. Good boy, your stamina's improved so much—you didn't even shoot like that. Mom loves it."
Wang Yue had actually been on the verge of blowing his load earlier, but he'd held back.
He knew if he came again, she'd worry about his health and call it a night.
Thigh-fucking with Mom was a rare treat—he wanted more rounds, so no way was he finishing quick.
"Mom, you're tired. Let me take over this time," he said considerately.
Su Mengyan eyed him with a playful smirk. "You think you can?"
"It's just rubbing my dick on your pussy, right? Piece of cake," Wang Yue boasted. "I pick things up fast."
"Oh? If you're such a quick study, guess Mom has nothing left to teach. We're done here—no more lessons," she teased deliberately.
"Nooo, Mom!" Wang Yue wailed. "I was bragging. I'm actually pretty dumb—teach me more, please!"
"That's more like it. No big talk from little boys." Su Mengyan laughed. "Alright, now Mom'll show you how to do it yourself."
She rolled off him, lying on her back with her legs together and knees bent. "Up you get, son—get between Mom's legs."
Wang Yue hopped up and positioned himself between her thighs.
"Spread Mom's legs," she instructed.
He placed his hands on her knees, easing them apart. As her tight one-line steamed bun pussy came into view, he swallowed hard. "Mom, you want me to lick your pussy again?"
"You like licking Mom's pussy that much?" Su Mengyan asked, noting his drooling eagerness.
"Hell yeah!" Wang Yue nodded vigorously. "Your pussy's the most amazing spot in the world. I could kiss and touch it forever and never get enough."
"Brat, does that mean only Mom's pussy is beautiful? Nothing else?" she huffed.
"Of course not!" he said earnestly. "I told you—every inch of you is perfect. That's why everyone's calling you the greatest beauty of past and present."
"I don't care what others think—only yours matters," she replied, just as serious.
"Same here. And they only know your face is peerless, but I know every part of you is one-of-a-kind." Wang Yue spoke from the heart. "I love your pussy most 'cause it's where I came from—a longing for my life's origin, maybe."
"Mom's womb's your true origin. Don't you crave that more?" she teased with a smile.
"Yeah, but I'm grown now—can't go back." Wang Yue sighed wistfully, though inwardly: Can't fit my whole body anymore, but someday my dick's coming home... and staying all night!
"Good thing, too. I nearly died in pain birthing you—if you went back in, it'd kill me again." Su Mengyan recalled the agony, yet her heart swelled with joy. Without that pain, no twin babies... no this filial bliss years later.
"Mom, you suffered so much. Today—and always—I'll repay you double with pleasure," he vowed deeply.
"Such a good boy, knowing how to honor Mom." She beamed. "Darling, Mom wants it again. Make me feel good."
"Got it." He leaned to kiss her saucy little pussy.
But Su Mengyan pressed his forehead, stopping him. "Good boy, your tongue feels great, but your dick... that'll make Mom feel even better." Her hands reached down, parting her plump labia to reveal the glistening, post-climax slit. "Come on, son—put your dick right here."
Wang Yue scooted forward, gripping his rock-hard big dick and laying it along her tender slit. He slid the head up and down.
Truth be told, one downward flick and forward thrust, and he'd sink right into her flooded pussy.
With any other woman, he might've. But this was his birth mom—the woman he loved and revered most.
No way he'd defy her will. Without her okay, no big moves.
After a few strokes, he pressed the full length along her slit, just like when she'd ridden him, and started thigh-fucking externally.
Su Mengyan released her lips, letting them clamp his shaft. Her left hand pressed the northern part of his big dick hard against her saucy pussy for more friction; her right fondled her massive tits, heightening her pleasure.
Wang Yue thrust steadily in that tight space between her hand and pussy, leaning down to brace with his left hand while his right joined hers on those mesmerizing tits.
The intimacy left mother and son both blissed out.
After a bit, Wang Yue grinned. "Mom, this basically counts as fucking your pussy, right?"
"No way—only cock in the vagina counts as pussy-fucking. Anything else doesn't," she shot back firmly. She didn't care about taboos herself, but she wouldn't let her son get hurt by rumors. Better drill this in: We're not fucking.
No slip-ups, no incest accusations.
"Then what is this?" he pressed.
"Mom giving you sex ed, obviously," she guided. "Pussy-fucking's a verb here—cock thrusting in and out of the vagina. No insertion, no fucking."
"Got it!" Wang Yue nodded approvingly. "Mom, your sex ed beats Third Aunt's book-talk by miles. If she'd taught like this, I wouldn't have zoned out."
"You want her teaching you like this?" Su Mengyan asked, a hint of jealousy.
"Sure—it's so damn good, I'd have loved it sooner." He nodded honestly, then pivoted: "But glad she didn't. Means I get you teaching me—in person. Way better."
Her annoyance melted into delight. "Good boy, Mom loves teaching you hands-on. And your cock's grinding my pussy so good—faster, we'll feel even better."
"You got it." He sped up. "Mom, you're a genius—faster is better."
"Darling, Mom's in heaven—keep going, don't stop!" Her left hand mashed his cock harder into her slit, like she wanted to swallow it whole.
The intense external friction didn't match real fucking, but it was damn close.
For Su Mengyan especially—his veiny shaft raked her entire slit, the glans rim scraping her sensitive clit with every pass.
Soon, her second orgasm hit.
Not as explosive as the first—no squirting—but deeply satisfying. She panted through the afterglow before recovering.
Then she felt his big dick still rigid against her pussy, unmoving. "Son, you still haven't cum?"
"You told me to hold it," he said with a nod.
His obedience touched her, though she sighed helplessly. "Mom didn't mean hold forever—too long hurts the body. Don't hold back this time, okay?"
"So... we can go again?" he asked eagerly.
"Of course—can't leave you blue-balled, right?" She laughed. Two orgasms hadn't sated her fully; if not for health worries, she'd have him endure till dawn.
"Best mom—thanks!" He beamed, ready to resume.
"This time face-to-face. Lie beside Mom."
He complied, and they lay side-by-side, embracing naturally.
She lifted one leg; he slotted his big dick between her thighs, her pussy clamping tight. No panties this time—pure skin-on-skin contact with her dripping saucy pussy.
"Move, son." She patted his ass, but started thrusting first.
He matched her rhythm, his shaft gliding in that vise of thighs and pussy.
With more veins up top and the pronounced glans rim, the friction hit harder now. Plus, he suckled her massive tits in turn, amplifying everything.
Minutes later, Su Mengyan climaxed again.
Wang Yue didn't hold back this time. As her pussy clenched his shaft in orgasm, thick ropes of cum erupted, splattering the opposite wall in a massive load—no less than last time—wetting a huge patch. Some hit her plump white ass and the sheets behind.
Su Mengyan waved a hand, channeling her new Heavenly Origin true qi to clean every cum stain. Internally, a twinge of regret: Such a waste!
His cum didn't taste great, but she loved it—like how he savored her juices as nectar.
Cleaned up, she hugged him tight, legs still clamping his dick. "Sleep, son."
Moments later: "Mom... one more? It's hard again."
She felt it—soft less than a minute, now iron-hard between her thighs.
She wasn't fully sated either, and that prod sent her heart fluttering.
But she shook her head firmly. "No—you've done it twice tonight, huge loads. Can't go more!"
"Please, Mom—just once more?" he begged.
She sighed softly. "Listen, darling—you're young. Too much hurts the body, affects later years. Don't want you going soft in a few years when Mom wants this and you can't, right?"
He wanted to say he wasn't normal—could go ten, a hundred times no problem.
But explaining? Nightmare. So he accepted her care, no more pushing.
Clamped in her sexy thighs, feeling her plump pussy's warmth and softness against his shaft's back? Pure bliss anyway.
The room fell quiet, save for the naked mother-son embrace—his dick trapped between her legs against her pussy. Warm, lewd, intimate.
Dawn broke; Su Mengyan woke first, feeling the hardness between her thighs. Last night's frenzy tempted her for another round.
But day had come—he had things to do. Teasing him now? Who knew how long it'd drag.
She slipped free without waking him.
Without her embrace, sleeping Wang Yue frowned uneasily, rolled onto his back spreadeagled—cock tenting skyward after a night of rigidity.
Gazing at the big dick that brought her endless joy, love swelled in her. She leaned down, planting a sexy kiss on the glans, then dressed and left.
Wang Yue slept like a rock—didn't notice her go.
Opening his eyes, she was gone; breakfast aroma wafted through the open bedroom door.
Damn—he'd planned morning "exercise." Now breakfast was ready; with her health concerns, no chance without begging.
Evening it is, he thought, already craving night despite the early hour.
"Son, up yet? Breakfast's ready!" Mom called.
He rolled out naked, big dick hard from the night, and strode out.
Su Mengyan, at the table, spat: "Brat, why no clothes?"
"Feels better free—no underwear pinching." He grinned, swinging his rigid cock showily, then sat pressed against her.
"Whose fault's that? Blame yourself for growing it so huge." Her eyes flicked to his upright dick, a flicker of hunger deep within.
"Yours, obviously—you birthed it." He laughed. "Don't you like it big?"
"Size doesn't matter to me—ask little Xi later. She's the one who'll really use it." A sour pang hit her. Yeah... he's Chen Xi's eventually. Mom just gets external sex ed.
He chuckled. "But you used it last night."
"Just rubbing outside—big or small, same diff," she huffed peevishly.
"Outside's no fun—let's go inside." He seized the chance. "Sweet Mom, real pussy-fucking tonight?"
Her heart fluttered, nearly yielding—but she shook her head. "No wild thoughts. Keep pushing, and don't come to Mom anymore."
"Fine," he grumbled, digging in silently.
His hurt look tugged at her, but she hardened her heart—for his future.
Post-breakfast, duty-bound Wang Yue dressed in yesterday's clothes from the bathroom, bid her goodbye, and headed to Su Family Manor.
"Cuz!" At the gates—before guards opened—Su Jiaojiao popped out, signaling him to unlock. She hopped into the passenger seat.
"What're you doing out?"
"Knew you'd come—here to greet you." She grinned, pointing at his wrist. "Lemme borrow your communicator."
"What for?" He unstrapped and handed it over, puzzled. Hers was top-tier too.
"Installing something fun." She tinkered, smirking.
Gates opened; he drove in, not watching.
Parking, she returned it. As he re-strapped: "What'd you add?"
"A cool game—multiplayer remote linking, same virtual space." She beamed.
He chuckled inwardly. Old tech—guess she was sheltered.
Made sense: Like him, door-bound till twelve, then lockdown post-incident. Only his rise loosened things.
"Sure, play sometime."
He missed her foxy little smile.
Su family knew he'd come—everyone waited but adventurer Su Mengqing.
At Grandma's main house, before entering the living room, Big Aunt Wang Yuyao burst out, grabbing his collar. "Brat! Huge mess and you don't tell us? Got no respect for your aunt?!"
"Auntie, wasn't that bad. Here to explain—besides delivering fish."
"No dodging! Spill it!" She dragged him off.
He smiled helplessly at Grandma, Big Aunt Su Mengyun, and cousins inside, then followed.
The four women chuckled ruefully—Wang Yuyao's fiery nature was legend.
And Wang Yue was her blood nephew—closer than grandma/aunties by tradition, both Wangs.
His stunt worried them too; a scolding lesson in caution? Fine.
Wang Yuyao hauled him to her place.
Lucky Su rules strict—no maids wandering early, or gossip would ruin him.
Aunt-nephew tussled inside—unseen by Su Jiaojiao, tailing slyly from afar with a smug grin.
"Auntie, can you let go now?" He laughed bitterly once inside.
She released, glaring—then her eyes reddened, voice choking. "Brat... you scared me half to death."
"Auntie, I'm fine—right here." He pulled her sexy body close, puzzled: She's such a tomboy—why so emotional?
"Easy for you. Remember who you are? Wang family's sole male heir, Jinling three families' hope. You go down—we're done."
Pausing: "And you're my man now. Lose you, how do I live?"
He got it—unlike Mom/Grandma, who'd heard from Wang Xin'er/Xue Yan amid the yacht girls' casual vibe, downplaying it.
Auntie? Solo worry, no details—panic snowballed into this meltdown.
Words wouldn't calm her—truth time. "Auntie, no real sea danger. We made it up."
"Why lie?" Skeptical.
Can't spill real motive (seducing Mom). "Zhangs allying with Tianhai forces, eyeing us—you know?"
"Yeah, Mengyun said."
"Faked it to seem weak. Can't hide my strength forever—if they learn, their allies amp up. But if they think I'm all power, no balls? They'll underestimate, make mistakes. Right?"
Not airtight—underrating him wouldn't last in a fight.
But her straightforward mind bought it. "Why not tell me sooner? I fretted forever."
"Had to sell it—even Mom and Grandma got the cover story. Keep it between us."
"Mm." Then: "Still don't buy it—lemme check for scars!"
Hands roamed his chest, then yanked pants/underwear, seizing his rare flaccid dick, inspecting.
"Auntie, full-body check? Why hold my dick?" He amused— she believed, just copping a feel of her obsession.
"Most important spot—my future happiness depends on it. Hurt? I'm screwed."
Clamped overnight by Mom's thighs and premium bun pussy, unvented—soft only from distraction.
Her soft hand? Instant erection.
"Phew, still hard—no damage." Lame acting.
"No other checks?" he teased.
"Nah—limbs fine. Internal injury? Dick wouldn't rise." Now stroking steadily.
"What if external—like missing toes, shoes hiding?"
"Toes? Who cares—won't hobble you." Carefree: "You don't fuck pussy with toes anyway."
"So just pussy-fucking matters? Limbs gone, dick fine—cool?"
"Duh. Better—stay home, no worries. I'll snag wives for you, keep the lines going."
One hand pumping, other on chin—like pondering.
"Some aunt—hoping I lose limbs? Gotta punish you!" Fake rage.
"Yes! Punish me—with your big dick, fuck me dead!"
He knew she was horny, flirting kinkily. "To the bedroom—I'll fuck your saucy pussy raw!"
"Here’s fine." Pants/underwear to knees, hands on sofa arm, ass high and jiggling. Glancing back: "Good nephew, punish Auntie hard—with that big dick!"
No chit-chat—he grabbed her fat white ass, big dick spearing her soaked pussy deep.
"Hiss... ohhh..." She gasped in bliss, moaning loud.
He knew her needs—no pause, pounding her slick saucy pussy wildly.
Last night with Mom was hot, but two external loads? Unsatisfying.
Now buried in warm tightness? He went feral, thrusting like he'd kill her.
Perfect for her—she slammed back, wailing: "Good nephew... sweet boy... big-dick nephew... you fuck pussy... so good... ah... your... huge cock... fucking... Auntie's... saucy pussy... so good... harder... fuck your... real aunt to death... my pussy... made for you... born to take... my own nephew's... big dick... harder... wreck Auntie's... saucy pussy!"
His big dick gripped by tight aunt-pussy, glans tingling—ramming her core every time.
Bliss drove massive thrusts—pulling to lips, slamming deep, grinding her womb mouth with his egg-sized head, twisting.
"Ah... good hubby... ah... big-dick hubby... ah... fucking... auntie to death... ah... huge glans... all in... auntie's womb... ah... killing me... ah... bliss... ah... good nephew... good hubby... ah... fuck me... harder... faster... I'm dying... ah... go... wreck my saucy pussy..." Wild, shameless screams—her peak expression of ecstasy.