The Fierce Mother-Daughter Duo
Under Wang Yue's frenzied pounding, it wasn't long before Wang Yuyao climaxed for the first time.
Wang Yue felt an indescribable bliss as his aunt's saucy pussy clenched around him during her orgasm, and he unleashed a torrent of thick semen, flooding her parched womb that had gone over ten days without a drop.
But one orgasm clearly wasn't enough for Wang Yuyao. Even before the first wave fully subsided, she urged him on. "Good nephew, big-dick hubby, keep going! Fuck your aunt's saucy pussy with that massive cock of yours!"
Wang Yue knew time was short, so he didn't miss a beat. He didn't even change positions, just kept gripping her plump ass from behind and slamming his cock deep into her dripping hole.
Having climaxed once already, Wang Yuyao's pussy was even more sensitive now. A few thrusts from her nephew had her moaning wildly again, her cries echoing like a release as she spewed the filthiest words to stoke his lust, driving him to pound her harder.
The aunt and nephew were lost in their ecstatic frenzy when the living room door suddenly clicked open from the outside. A figure slipped in and locked it behind her with a casual flick.
The sudden interruption froze them both in place. Wang Yue even forgot to pull his cock out of his aunt's pussy—he just stopped moving.
Wang Yuyao went rigid, her tension so intense that the little mouth at her core clamped down hard on her nephew's bulbous head, her vaginal walls squeezing to their limit, as if trying to lock his massive dick inside her forever.
"Don't stop—keep going." Su Jiaojiao strolled over with her hands behind her back, grinning mischievously.
Even a tough-as-nails woman like Wang Yuyao couldn't help blushing crimson when her daughter caught her mid-fuck with her nephew.
She'd dared to start things in the living room because they'd disabled the smart lock system upon entering. Without a key, no one could get in— they'd have to call or knock.
But who could've guessed Su Jiaojiao would barge in like this? It was downright eerie.
Unable to hold back, Wang Yuyao asked, "Jiaojiao, how the hell did you get in?"
"With the spare key, duh." Su Jiaojiao shot back, then added impatiently, "Hurry up and keep going—I wanna watch more."
It was obvious now. Su Jiaojiao had clearly seen what they were up to earlier, grabbed the spare key on purpose, and ambushed them.
But how had she seen?
Su Jiaojiao dodged the question, urging them again. "Come on already! Stopping halfway must be torture, right?"
"Hold on, sweetie—you know what we're doing right now?" Wang Yuyao was at a loss. Catching your mom getting fucked by another guy, and not only not stopping it but egging them on? What kind of daughter does that?
"Fucking, obviously. I get it." Su Jiaojiao said smugly. "The internet's full of everything these days. Search whatever you want."
"If you get it, don't you think there's something wrong with me and your cousin fucking?" Wang Yuyao pressed.
"What's wrong with it? Women have pussies to get fucked—by who? Might as well be Cousin. Keeps it in the family." Su Jiaojiao shrugged nonchalantly. "Cousin, you man enough or what? Get back to fucking my mom!"
Wang Yue was stunned. He knew his cousin had inherited her mom's fierce streak, but this level of boldness was next-level—outdoing even the original.
But the next moment, he learned what "the older, the wiser" really meant.
Wang Yuyao took her daughter's words to heart and immediately started bucking her fat ass back, moaning, "Jiaojiao's right—your aunt's stuck in limbo here, feels awful. Yue'er, keep fucking me."
With his aunt on board and his cousin unfazed, Wang Yue held nothing back. He grabbed her thick ass and went to town, pounding away like a beast.
Su Jiaojiao's eyes sparkled as she fixated on their joined parts, watching her cousin's thick, long cock plunge in and out of her mom's pussy. She let out endless gasps of awe.
"Whoa, so intense!"
"Go, Cousin! Fuck Mom harder!"
"Mom, you too—don't lose to him!"
…
Fucking his own blood aunt while his cousin cheered them on—Wang Yue's stamina was through the roof. In one relentless push, he drove her to a second screaming orgasm.
After flooding her pussy with cum, Wang Yue finally pulled out.
Su Jiaojiao snatched his cock, still slick with her mom's juices, and crowed triumphantly. "Cousin, you always hid it from me—now I've got you!"
With a cousin this bold, Wang Yue saw no point in pretending. He didn't even pull up his pants, just sat on the sofa holding his aunt.
Su Jiaojiao plopped down on his other side, her small hand still wrapped around his dick. She watched it harden in her grip and marveled, "Damn, hardening up this fast? Impressive."
"Jiaojiao, how'd you suddenly learn all this?" Wang Yue asked curiously. Just over ten days ago, she'd been so innocent she didn't even know what a tent in his pants meant.
"Looked it up online. You wouldn't show me, so I searched and dove deep. So much out there!" Su Jiaojiao grinned. "But Cousin, your cock's huge. Kinda scary."
Wang Yuyao, catching her breath beside him, reached over too, both their hands now stroking his shaft. She grilled her daughter. "How'd you know we were fucking here and went for the spare key to bust us?"
"Last time you slept over in Cousin's room, it felt off. I was clueless then, but after learning about this stuff, I figured something was up. So I installed a little app on his communicator to spy when you're alone. Heh, nailed it." Su Jiaojiao beamed, all "Aren't I smart? Praise me!"
She pulled out her own communicator, showing a live feed from his wrist device.
That "app" must've snuck in with the game she'd installed—remotely activating his camera to stream to hers.
Another tech trap. Wang Yue sighed inwardly.
He'd been caught live twice now—first by his little nieces, now his cousin. As a reborn soul, he should've been ahead of the curve, but that isolated space had blurred most memories except for his loved ones and big events.
In some ways, he lagged behind.
Racking his brain, he jolted—two years from now, some agency would announce remote app implantation via communicator number alone.
Su Jiaojiao's version was harmless; you needed physical access. But remote? Nightmare—your number exposed meant no privacy, unless you ditched communicators.
Its danger was the surprise factor. Forewarned was forearmed.
With tech whiz Yan Fangfei on his side, a quick upgrade would make it impenetrable.
"Jiaojiao, you accidentally saved us from a huge headache!" Wang Yue planted a kiss on her pretty cheek. His secrets were too many; getting hacked could've been disastrous.
Su Jiaojiao dodged back, pouting. "Hey, no sudden kisses! Fucked Mom already and now me too?"
Hanging with this fierce mother-daughter pair rubbed off on him. No embarrassment—he shot back, "What if I said yes? You gonna let Cousin fuck you?"
Su Jiaojiao shrugged. "Ask Mom. Will she share her little man?"
"You're already gripping his dick—why ask me?" Wang Yuyao scoffed. "You said it yourself: pussies are for fucking. Not Cousin, then some other guy—and if he's a creep I hate? Awkward. Better Cousin—he's nephew, son-in-law, and lover all in one. Efficient."
"Can't I stay single like Little Aunt, never letting any man fuck me?" Su Jiaojiao countered.
"Your call. But don't regret it." Wang Yuyao said.
"Regret what? Not getting fucked won't kill me." Su Jiaojiao huffed.
"I thought the same. Your dad was gone three years—I managed." Wang Yuyao sighed wistfully. "Then this little devil bewitched me, seduced him to bed. Two fucks in, and suddenly I knew I couldn't live without his cock for the rest of my days."
"Dad and Cousin are both men—what's the difference?" Su Jiaojiao puzzled.
"Huge. Cousin's dick is twice your dad's size. Fills you completely—indescribable." Wang Yuyao's eyes fluttered in memory. "And him being my own nephew? Beyond the pussy bliss, that forbidden thrill of cheating and incest... I can't get enough."
Wang Yue was floored.
Even Xue Yan, Liu Xinru, and Tang Yuerou—who'd tag-teamed with their daughters—got shy discussing sex around them, especially about him.
But Big Aunt? Casually sharing fuck sensations and her love for the taboo nephew thrill with her daughter.
True to form—the mustache-rivaling heroine who dares all.
"That big a cock—doesn't it hurt going in?" Su Jiaojiao eyed it longingly.
Wang Yuyao grinned. "Only feels good. Wanna try?"
Su Jiaojiao hesitated, tempted but scared. "Not yet. You two go again—I wanna see closer."
"You little perv—love watching your mom get railed?" Wang Yuyao grumbled.
"Cousin's not 'others.' He's fucking me someday too. Gotta learn." Su Jiaojiao laughed, directing now. "Mom, lie back on the sofa, legs spread. Cousin fucks you face-on—better view."
Whether indifferent to her daughter watching or turned on by it, Wang Yuyao complied eagerly. She reclined against the armrest, knees up, heels on the cushion, legs splayed wide, exposing her mature, dripping pussy to nephew and daughter. "Yue'er, come on—show your cousin how you fuck your aunt."
Wang Yue stood between her thighs, squatting slightly, guiding his massive cock to her entrance, ready to thrust.
"Hold up!" Director Jiaojiao called cut, then hopped in, sliding a slim finger into Mom's sopping pussy.
"Just wetter than mine—same tight little thing." She muttered, withdrawing. "Okay, Cousin—fuck away."
Wang Yue sank in with a hip thrust. His thick shaft breached halfway, then buried to the hilt.
"Ohhh... so good..." Wang Yuyao moaned long and low.
"Holy shit!" Su Jiaojiao gawked. She'd devoured sex info these past days, even tried fingering her virgin slit—tight, painful, bloody.
She'd called bullshit on it all. Until seeing Cousin's monster cock slide effortlessly into Mom's pussy—and Mom loving it.
She'd tested: Mom's wasn't loose from childbirth; two fingers max.
Yet that beast plunged right in, pain-free bliss.
Wang Yue and aunt ignored her, lost in rhythm again—fierce thrusts met by wanton bucks, flesh slapping like thunder.
Su Jiaojiao burned watching, hand slipping to her crotch, rubbing her untouched bun pussy.
After breaking her hymen painfully last time, she'd avoided it.
Now? Electric itch—rub more, itch deeper, spreading from pussy to heart to everywhere. Something building, desperate for release.
Cousin too busy with Mom, she grabbed his hand, planting it on her crotch.
At home, Su Jiaojiao dressed for comfort—no panties, just tiny shorts with a narrow crotch.
Wang Yue's fingers instinctively shoved the fabric aside, stroking her silky slit, then—lubed by her growing wetness—eased one into her virgin tightness.
His touch was magic, worlds from her own clumsy try. Pure ecstasy conquered her.
One finger this good? If fucking scales with size, his monster would kill with pleasure.
Decided—after he finishes Mom, he fucks me!
But plans change fast. Before they wrapped, Wang Yuyao's communicator buzzed.
Wang Yue halted; she checked—call from Su Mengyun.
"Jiaojiao, answer." Wang Yuyao panted, breathless from the pounding. Big Aunt was sharp—no risking detection. She nodded at her daughter.
Clutching Mom's arm, Su Jiaojiao hit accept, smirking at their joined bodies.
"Yuyao, why aren't you here yet?" Su Mengyun's voice came through.
"Big Aunt, it's Jiaojiao." Su Jiaojiao grinned devilishly.
"Jiaojiao? Where's your mom? Why isn't she answering?" Su Mengyun asked. "And your cousin—is he okay?"
"No biggie. Mom's disciplining Cousin." Su Jiaojiao giggled. "Squeezing him hard—gonna make him puke. But he's fighting back, thrusting at her."
Aunt and nephew paled, glaring at her. Don't fuck this up—Big Aunt's no fool!
Luckily, Su Mengyun didn't suspect. "Talk them down at least—no fighting. I'm heading over."
"No need! Just playing. Wait a bit—I'll calm 'em. Be right there." Su Jiaojiao rushed.
Call ended; she stuck out her tongue.
Ignoring her, Wang Yuyao gasped to Wang Yue, "Good nephew, Big Aunt's coming soon—your Big Aunt might drop by. Fuck me quick—finish fast."
He nodded, hoisting her pale ass for a brutal barrage. Under a minute, she shattered in orgasm.
Post-climax, Wang Yue vibrated true qi, evaporating her juices, his cum, every trace—even the air's scent.
In this era, power meant affair-proofing. No evidence unless caught red-handed like Su Jiaojiao.
Clothes straightened, all prim—Su Jiaojiao sulked, lips pursed. "Big Aunt's a buzzkill. I wanted Cousin to fuck me too."
"Serves you right, blabbermouth." Wang Yuyao teased, glowing from three orgasms—not fully sated, but content.
To dodge Su Mengyun, they headed out to the main house.
En route, Wang Yue ditched his communicator into his spatial ring. Her app was third-party—deletion no guarantee. Until Yan Fangfei overhauled it, it stayed stashed.
At the main house, no Su Mengyun—she'd just bluffed. She didn't think Wang Yuyao would really harm him.
"Grandma, Big Aunt, Jin'er Sis, Xiuer Sis." Entering the living room, Wang Yue greeted the four women sweetly.
Like the Chen family, Su main branch was seven women now. Unlike Chen, all tied by close blood to him—closer than even his Wang clan.
Here, he was utterly at ease.
"Yue'er, sit by Grandma." Chen Lingwei beckoned with a smile.
Su Mengyun eyed Wang Yuyao's flushed, radiant glow, suspicion flickering in her gaze.
Wang Yue sat by Grandma, heart racing a bit.
Normally, grandsons felt warm filial piety near grandma.
But not him. Not because of shallow bonds or her lack of love—Chen Lingwei doted fiercely.
No, she was too tempting.
Like most female cultivators, she looked and felt mid-thirties—peak allure.
Mother to the Su sisters who outshone all, her beauty and figure were god-tier.
And Wang Yue? No saint—a super-perv who'd fuck his own mom. Facing this sexy, peerless granny, lust trumped respect.
Not yet 9 a.m., the family lounged, chatting daily trivia, kid antics—Wang Yue, Su Jin'er, Su Xiuer, Su Jiaojiao's embarrassments.
Talk turned to Su Mengyun's youth.
"Grandma, Big Aunt—tell me about Mom as a kid?" Wang Yue seized the chance.
"Why ask?" Su Mengyun countered.
"Mom's not cold to me and Xin'er—best mom ever." Wang Yue said. "Little Aunt mentioned bits, but she was tiny—only scraps."
Su Jin'er, Su Xiuer, Su Jiaojiao perked up too.
Curious about "eternal first beauty" Second Aunt—life dull as a perfect robot. Thirty-six years summed in a sentence.
"Since Little Aunt spilled, no secrets. Your mom was different then—smartest, liveliest of us. Warm, fit anywhere." Su Mengyun reminisced.
"Mom, why'd Second Aunt go so quiet? Folks think she's emotionless." Su Xiuer blurted.
Su Mengyun shook her head. "Precisely, Yue'er's mom is your Third Aunt. She had a twin older sister..."
She recounted the past.
The room grew heavy. Chen Lingwei teared up. "My fault—if I'd stood firm..."
"Mom, not you." Su Mengyun said. "Dad hid the Yang alliance. Martial holy land pressure—without Second Sis's sacrifice, averting betrayal, Jinling's three families would've ended."
"Second Aunt's a hero." Teary Su Jin'er said. A six-year-old sacrificing for family, into the unknown—bravery immense.
Su Jiaojiao griped, "Yang family's ruthless—no letters allowed. Disrespectful."
Wang Yue clenched fists. "Don't worry—soon I'll have power. We visit Yang. If Second Aunt's fine, good. If wronged, I'll make them pay."
The six women jolted like Little Aunt had—urging caution. "Yue'er, no rashness! Yang's unfathomable holy land—offend them, you're done."
Wang Yue smiled. "Rest easy—no absolute certainty, no provoking."
In their eyes, he shifted— that "absolute certainty" dripped MANLY confidence, hearts fluttering.
But three seconds later, back to innocent boy. Wang Yuyao and Su Jiaojiao rolled eyes inwardly: Perverted sneak, great actor.
"Grandma, Big Aunt—more on Second Aunt?" Wang Yue pressed, grateful and curious for the heroic mystery.
"Chen'er." Chen Lingwei recalled. "Identical twins with your mom—like Jin'er and Xiuer. Even I couldn't tell them apart still. Chen'er less bubbly, big-sis vibe—adored her sister. Their bond..."
She choked up, recalling their tearful parting.
Su Mengyun took over. "Yeah, Second Aunt gentle, decisive. Younger than me, but seemed the eldest."
Wang Yue concluded: Playful, kind, bubbly, clingy—that's the sisters' true selves.
Tragedy masked Big, Mom, Little Aunt oppositely. Second Aunt too?
Sad hush fell—broken by Su Jiaojiao's gasp. "Second and Third Aunt identical? Another eternal first beauty? Who's real top?"
Laughter rippled. Su Mengyun teased, "Jiaojiao, grow into it—surpass 'em as new first."
"Not effort-based!" Su Jiaojiao guffawed. "Don't wanna. Pretty girls suffer—'beauty brings pussy trouble,' too many guys dying to fuck ya."
"Jiaojiao!" Su Mengyun snapped, queenly aura flaring—pressure crushing all, even Wang Yue. His cultivation strong, but aura? No match for Jinling's queen.
Su Jiaojiao clamped her mouth, eyes wide innocence.
These days, racing porn knowledge to win dick-viewing bet with Cousin—tons of filth ingested.
Plus live-fuck chat earlier—slipped out.
Sad mood turned awkward. Chen Lingwei, Su Mengyun, Jin'er-Xiuer blushed, sneaking peeks at Wang Yue.
His blank face eased it.
Then he asked, "What'd Jiaojiao mean, Big Aunt? Why stop her?"
"Nothing—means beauties risk short lives." Su Mengyun fumbled, aura fading in embarrassment. "Wrong idea—that's why."
Wang Yue chuckled. "Yeah, wrong. You're all top beauties—no thin fate. Mom, eternal first, birthed me—hardly doomed."
"Brat, boasting now." Su Mengyun laughed.
Laughter cleared the air.
Su Mengyun eyed him oddly: Regulating mood like that? Not so innocent. Misses Jiaojiao's slip?
Noon: Knife-fish feast at Grandma's again—Wang Yue tired of it.
Post-lunch, he, Su Jin'er, Su Xiuer headed for Chu Mo; Su Jiaojiao tagged eagerly.
After, Su Mengyun pondered, then headed to Wang Yuyao's.
Wang Yue, Yuyao, Jiaojiao—all off today.
Especially Jiaojiao's call: "Yuyao squeezes Yue, Yue thrusts back"—fishy on rethink.
She'd investigate.
Meanwhile, the quartet sped to Chu Mo's gym for surprise.
Wang Yue drove, chatting with cousins.
Su Jiaojiao, loose-lipped sans elders, accelerated from innocent girl to slut-train—chat turned filthy fast.
"Jin'er Sis, Xiuer Sis—you agree with me or Big Aunt?"
"Huh?" Sisters blanked.
Su Jiaojiao grinned. "Y'know... beauty thin-fate thing."
They flushed, recalling: "Pretty girls suffer—'beauty brings pussy trouble,' guys dying to fuck."
Even private sister-talk embarrassed; with Jiaojiao and Cousin? Mortifying.
Good thing Cousin clueless—or they'd die of shame.
Su Xiuer finally: "Mom's right—wrong idea. Fate's personal, not looks."
"Yeah, beauties draw eyes—tragic tales spread. Survivorship bias." Su Jin'er added.
Su Jiaojiao dazed: I'm driving, you academic it up? Fine...
"Nah, I'm right. Proof: Hotter girls, more bad guys eyeing—trick or force, goal: fuck... uh, make 'em suffer." She glanced at Wang Yue. "Some bold pervs even hit family."
"Minority, right?" Su Jin'er said, conceding partial truth.
"Minority for most—100% for victims." Su Jiaojiao pressed. "Like Cousin—he's bad, wants to fuck... make you suffer—what then?"
"Nonsense—Cousin's not." Su Xiuer spat, but flashed: Cousin holding her naked, his... making her "suffer."…
She shook it off, blushing—not repulsed, even eager.
Su Jin'er synced exactly—same fantasy, reaction.
Sisters dazed; Su Jiaojiao winked slyly at Wang Yue.