Big Aunt's Aggressive Advance
She finally remembered what this thing was, but she had no time to ask her son where he'd gotten it from.
Because as the vibrating egg hummed to life, a tingling, electric numbness surged from her pussy, spreading instantly through her entire body.
The sensation wasn't as comforting or warm as when her son's massive cock pressed and rubbed against her slit, but the sheer intensity of the stimulation made her skin prickle with goosebumps, pure ecstasy washing over her.
At that moment, Wang Yue began thrusting, his huge dick sliding in and out of his mother's tight asshole like he was pounding her pussy.
Under the vibrating egg's relentless buzz, Su Mengyan's pussy leaked juices nonstop, trickling down her slit onto her son's cock, then carried into her ass with each thrust, slicking things up for even smoother penetration.
Wang Yue fucked his mother's little asshole while admiring her blissful expression, her massive tits bouncing with every impact, and her perfect bun pussy drooling with arousal. Excitement surged through him.
For a time, mother and son lost themselves in this unique sexual bliss, utterly captivated.
Yet their satisfaction was more spiritual than physical this time—the raw pleasure wasn't as overwhelming. It took a full ten minutes before Su Mengyan finally reached her second orgasm of the night.
But this climax wasn't as explosive as before; it didn't even make her squirt.
Switching off the vibrating egg, Su Mengyan realized with crystal clarity that only her son's massive cock touching her pussy could drive her to true, mind-shattering heights. Nothing else would do.
Wang Yue was much the same. He could've held back longer if he'd wanted, but this was his first time inside his mother—it had to be perfect.
So he didn't hold back. As his mother climaxed, he unleashed a torrent of thick cum deep into her ass.
But he wasn't satisfied with that. Just as he was about to finish, he yanked his cock free, used his left hand to spread her plump labia, gripped his shaft with his right, and pressed the tip to her slit, firing the last two ropes right onto it.
Instantly, her crimson, glistening valley was flooded with his milky white seed.
The creamy fluid oozed through her rosy slit, some even sucked inside by the greedy pull of her orgasming pussy.
The obscene sight had Wang Yue's blood roaring; his freshly spent cock hardened right back up.
Su Mengyan, just coming down from her high, flushed crimson at the view, her beautiful eyes gleaming with raw hunger as she looked at him.
In that instant, their minds synced perfectly. Wang Yue got the message and pressed his cock to her sensitive slit, sliding it gently back and forth, stirring his cum inside and smearing it over every inch of her saucy pussy.
Her entire pussy coated in her son's seed reignited Su Mengyan's arousal post-climax. She couldn't help whispering, "Son, Mommy wants more."
"Sure thing." Wang Yue nodded, then added, "But I don't wanna fuck your ass anymore."
Su Mengyan was desperate for her son's huge cock on her pussy now and wouldn't object. "Fine, play with Mommy's pussy however you want—just no going inside."
Wang Yue had her lie on her side, then spooned up behind her, facing her as he pressed close.
Perfectly in sync, Su Mengyan lifted one jade leg, letting his massive cock slip between her thighs, then clamped down tight.
The cock met her saucy pussy again, sending shivers of delight through them both. Su Mengyan urged, "Son, move! Rub Mommy's saucy pussy hard with that big dick of yours!"
Wang Yue thrust immediately, his huge cock gliding between her thighs and pussy lips, his hips slapping her plump ass with lewd pah-pah sounds.
He flicked the vibrating egg back on, then reached around to grope her massive tits, kneading the heavy orbs.
This triple assault—the egg buzzing inside, his cock grinding outside, his hands mauling her breasts—had Su Mengyan moaning nonstop.
The cock was the star, though. Even just rubbing outside, it was her ultimate source of joy, body and soul.
She even fantasized: If this feels like heaven already, what would it be like if he actually fucked my pussy?
The craving intensified, but reason held it in check.
With this inner-outer, three-pronged side-fuck assault, Wang Yue made his mother squirt three more times before finally unleashing his load, ending the night's marathon.
He could've gone forever—ten years, a century with his mom, he'd never tire.
But she wasn't him; too much would wear her out. For long-term bliss, he knew when to stop.
Sated, they curled together like loving spouses and drifted into deep sleep.
They slumbered soundly, but in Jinling that night, countless others lay awake.
At the Chen Family Estate, the seven women gathered, faces grim.
"Mom, is there really no way?" Ling Xueyan asked Shen Siying. "This is our last chance. Can we reach out to the Hua family? Whatever terms they want—even if the three Jinling families submit to them. Once that Zhang family's second ancestor arrives, it'll be too late."
Shen Siying shook her head with a sigh. "I told my uncle those exact terms the moment he warned me. But he has no power to act—even contacting me was behind the Hua family's back. Officially, they're ignoring us completely."
"Why?" Chen Chen asked, puzzled. "The Tianhai Zhangs allied with the Jinling Zhangs for this turf. If the Huas protect us, they get Jinling without a fight. No reason to refuse."
"No idea," Shen Siying said. "Maybe other constraints, or they just don't care about Jinling."
"Didn't your uncle explain?" Chen Xi pressed. "Are the Huas weaker than the Zhangs?"
"I asked, but he was evasive. Just told me to steer clear, head to Tianhai under his secret protection, then cut the call." Shen Siying shook her head.
"Will you go?" Chen Fei asked worriedly, the youngest and most naive. She dreaded Grandma leaving the three families alone but hoped she'd escape to avoid their doom—conflicted feelings.
Shen Siying chuckled, ruffling Chen Fei's hair. "If I wanted to leave, I'd be en route to Tianhai already."
Chen Fei blurted, "When the second ancestor arrives, tell him who you are. Maybe he'll fear the Huas and back off."
Shen Siying smiled bitterly. "Useless. The Zhangs rival the Huas, and they've always been enemies. Even if I reveal my ties, the Huas might deny me. And the Zhangs? They'd never honor it—might even humiliate the Huas through me."
"If this won't work and that won't... are we truly out of options?" Chen Xi snapped in frustration.
Used to Chen Xi's temper, Shen Siying didn't mind the rudeness. "There is one way."
The women's eyes lit up. "What?!"
"Hand over Yue'er to the Zhangs for punishment. Get the Martial Alliance to witness—one man owns his deeds. No more reason to target us."
"No way!" All six shook their heads firmly—even Chen Fei, who usually clashed with Wang Yue.
Chen Xi exploded. "Grandma, you'd really sacrifice him?!"
"Xiaoxi, don't speak to Grandma like that!" Ling Xueyan scolded, though her gaze held disappointment too.
Chen Xi ignored her mom, glaring stubbornly at Shen Siying.
"I said it's a way, not that we'd do it. Otherwise, I'd have acted already. Yue'er's Return to Truth Realm now, but I'd take him easily." Shen Siying added, "Xiaoxi, am I that selfish in your eyes?"
Realizing her mistake, Chen Xi flushed. "Grandma, sorry—I was just so worried about Yue'er, I wasn't thinking. Forgive me."
"Doubting Grandma over him?" Shen Siying feigned sternness, then burst out laughing. "Truly, a girl in love forgets her family."
"Grandma, you're teasing me!" Chen Xi pouted playfully.
The women laughed, lightening the mood briefly.
But silence soon returned—the pressure was suffocating.
Chen Yao couldn't take it, slamming the table. "Why overthink? Meet force with force. If we die, we'll take them down with us. United, the three families can at least break their teeth before they devour us!"
"Right—death comes to all. A few more years or less, what's the difference?" Wang Yuqi agreed, her words odd but fitting for martial artists with centuries ahead. Yet all nodded.
The tone was set: the three families stand or fall together.
Meanwhile, at the Su Family Estate, their seven women reached the same conclusion—united fate with the others!
Only Su Mengqing, rushing back specially, felt differently.
The ones who knew Wang Yue best weren't even his beloved mom, but Little Aunt Su Mengqing and twin sister Wang Xin'er.
Su Mengqing knew Wang Yue was at least Return to Truth Realm 8th layer—maybe higher. His battle power rivaled Mortal Shedding Realm, unless 3rd layer or above.
Even if outmatched, escape was certain.
A hidden Mortal Shedding powerhouse like him would terrify the Tianhai Zhangs into inaction against the three families.
And Wang Yue wasn't reckless despite his youth—he calculated consequences.
She believed he'd crippled Zhang Lingfeng for Chu Mo, but not impulsively. Maybe he'd seized the chance deliberately.
Just a hunch—no proof, no motive she could see.
Apart from Su Mengqing, Su Mengyun looked off too—hesitant, conflicted.
But the sisters kept silent and dispersed.
Unlike the three families' gloom, the Jinling Zhangs celebrated with lights and festivities.
Word had come: Tianhai Zhang reinforcements, including a Mortal Shedding powerhouse.
Worry mixed with joy—they feared blame for Zhang Lingfeng's maiming under their watch, but thrilled at the power to crush the three families effortlessly, crowning them Jinling's bosses.
They leaked the news, rousing all martial forces.
Most rushed to the Zhangs overnight; the rest watched warily.
None backed the three families.
Perfect for the Zhangs: proclaim dominance, deter desperate retaliation.
The three families outmatched them; cornered, they'd drag everyone down.
With crowds at their estate, the threesome couldn't strike easily. Hold till Tianhai arrived, and it was over.
Current Zhang head Zhang Hongtao—Old Third Zhang—swaggered, charming the sycophants.
Spotting a quiet edge-dweller, he smirked and approached.
"Brother Chu, fancy you gracing us. Our humble abode shines brighter." Zhang Hongtao grinned insincerely at Chu Kuo.
Chu Kuo rose, forcing a smile. "Nonsense, Brother Zhang. Our kids' betrothal makes us kin—how could I miss this?"
"Kin?" Zhang Hongtao sneered. "Dare not claim that. Everyone knows your daughter hooked the Wang heir. If we Zhangs pushed, he'd wipe us out—one-shotting Heavenly Origin Realm, they say."
"My foolish girl was duped by that Wang Yue," Chu Kuo groveled. "Rest easy, Brother Zhang—she's locked up till she weds into your family. No more outings."
"Weds us? You think we'd take seconds?" Zhang Qing'tian popped up, nose-to-nose. "Trash!"
Chu Kuo seethed inwardly but smiled sickly for his house. "Nephew, you're mistaken. She's bewitched but true—I trust her virtue. And with three Su girls chaperoning, no chances anyway, right?"
"So she's pure, huh?" Zhang Qing'tian scoffed. "Doesn't matter. Betrothed to me, yet with another? Body faithful, mind cheats. I'd take no broken flower!"
Guests sneered inwardly: Zhang Qing'tian's whored dozens—you demand purity? Shameless!
Zhang Hongtao chimed, "True, no unclean bride for us. But your girl's a looker—concubine or mistress for my boy? He'd not refuse. Right, Tian'er?"
Zhang Qing'tian, lusting for Chu Mo's beauty and Jinling Twelve Beauties fame, agreed. "Father's right. Not for her looks—just face for Uncle Chu."
Dad wanted her body; son eyed deeper alliances post-purge.
Knock Chu down, not out—Chu strength useful later.
Wipe them with the threesome? Risked panicking Jinling's forces.
"Agreed then. Treat her well, nephew." Chu Kuo accepted—Chu Mo's Wang fling meant no legitimacy anyway. Better a thick thigh than thin.
Three families: skinny legs. Jinling Zhangs: hair on Tianhai's super thigh.
Seeing his pragmatism, the Zhangs warmed up again.
Besides forces, scouts from the three families watched the Zhangs—reporting any Tianhai moves. First stop: Zhangs, whether for Zhang Lingfeng or the families.
And tonight's guests? All noted.
…
After another night of his cock clamped blissfully between Mom's thighs and saucy pussy, Wang Yue woke to his communicator buzzing early next morning.
"Big Aunt?" He checked the caller, puzzled. Sky barely lit—what's up?
Connecting, before he spoke: "Come to me now. Home. Immediately." Su Mengyun hung up.
Wang Yue blinked, baffled.
Awakened Su Mengyan asked, "What's wrong?"
"Big Aunt—urgent summons, no details." Wang Yue said.
"Probably Zhang stuff. Go." Su Mengyan spread her legs, freeing his cock.
Wang Yue grumbled inwardly—morning routine ruined again.
Reluctantly sitting up, he gazed at her peerless face—endless obsession—leaning for a kiss before rising.
Su Mengyan shifted down, pecking his rigid cock. "See you tonight, my little husband."
Wang Yue froze. "Mom, what'd you call it?"
"Little husband." She giggled. "You're my big son; it's my little husband."
"But we're one—why's it little husband, not me big one?"
"You're Mommy's baby to love; it makes Mommy feel good—little husband duties." Straight-faced lewdness.
"Fine—husband fucks wife's pussy. Tonight, it fulfills!" Wang Yue grinned.
"Naughty boy, always dreaming of your mom's pussy? I gave you my ass—still not enough?"
"Never—till I fuck your pussy daily." Bold vow: "Someday, your real husband!"
He bolted before her scold.
Watching him go, Su Mengyan dazed. So persistent—should she just let go, grant his—and her—wish?
But regret? Incest burden forever.
Wait and see—if other women, yet still craves her pussy, then yes.
Wang Yue grabbed a car from the garage, speeding to Su Estate.
En route, more puzzled. Big Aunt was composed—mountain crumbling, face unchanged.
Yet urgent tone, no confirmation, abrupt hang-up. Abnormal.
Big trouble?
Anxious, he considered calling back or cousins—but Su-bound anyway, floored it.
Wang east, Su west—straight through Jinling.
Early streets busy; he blasted main drag west, wind-whipping speed.
Caused a stir: Wang car racing to Sus pre-dawn? Major event!
Martial forces buzzed—no Tianhai yet, now Wang-Su motion? Twist?
Soon at Su Estate; maids waved him in.
Calm grounds—no chaos. Relief, but deeper mystery. Why her oddity?
At her courtyard, gate ajar; inner door too.
"Big Aunt, it's me!" he called entering.
Bang! Yard gate locked behind. House door after he stepped in.
Unease rising. "Big Aunt, where are you?"
"Here. Come." Bedroom voice: Su Mengyun.
Odd—intruder holding her?
Bold, he dashed to her bedroom, flung open ajar door, scanned—then froze.
No danger. Center bed: indescribably sexy body half-reclined.
Red stilettos on dainty feet; legs in thigh-high black crystal stockings; micro black miniskirt baring thighs, half her round plump ass; bare slim waist, jade-smooth skin; massive tits scantily covered by tiny patches over nipples.
Side-lying, one hand propping head, other at waist; legs one straight, one bent—perfect view of her crotch, panties tented high.
This bombshell seductress? Jinling's revered queen, his Big Aunt Su Mengyun!
Wang Yue swallowed hard. "Big Aunt, what...?"
"C'mere, little guy." She crooked a finger seductively—nearly nosebleed-inducing.
Cautious approach. "What're you doing?"
She yanked his shirt, hauled him onto bed, giggling. "Pervert—can't tell from this outfit?"
"I... really can't." Knew her pranks—no way he'd look eager for a "just kidding" trap.
No joke. She flipped atop him, lips to ear, hot breath: "Brat, you ruined both my daughters. How should I punish you?"
Caught. Dropping pretense, he groped her mom-like plump ass. "Up to you, Big Aunt."
"Punishment: satisfy me. Jin'er and Xiu'er say your cock's huge, tireless pussy-pounder. I wanna try—if you fail, you're done!" Sultry threat. "Lie still!"
She shredded his clothes off.
"So big!" Grabbing his springing cock, shocked. "How?!"
Wang Yue stared—off today!
Observed: bold moves, words—but face beet-red, eyes panicked.
Undeterred, she stroked his shaft, fingered her crotch.
"Big Aunt, what's wrong?"
"No talking! No moving!" Glare. Straddled again, shoved panties aside, aimed his tip at her dripping slit, sank down.
Wang Yue felt his glans enveloped—slippery, soft, hot, tight—swallowing deeper.
"Little kid with such a monster? Stretching Big Aunt's pussy to ruin!" Complaints, but she kept going, inching down till his crown kissed her core.
"Don't just sit—circulate qi!" She started their dual cultivation technique first.
Wang Yue still dazed: Reverse-pushed before I even seduced her? Dreamlike bliss!
But her tight, warm pussy gripping most his length? Real.
Couldn't refuse; joined the qi flow.
Their true qi linked swiftly.
Su Mengyun's fullness-pain vanished—replaced by utter stuffed bliss, itching need, urge to vent.
She bucked wildly, torso on him, ass pistoning his monster in her saucy depths.
Heaven for Wang Yue—her sexy body crushed to his, tits squishing chest, pussy's silky walls milking his shaft. Not full hilt, but ecstasy.
Ignoring orders, hands seized her plump cheeks, kneading; hips bucked up, turning tables—thrusts mounting heavier.
Fiercer than her motions. His cock ravaged every fold, wrinkle; crown hammered her core like bombs.
Unprecedented—especially core-blasting bliss, near mind-melt.
Now she got it: daughters' addiction. Wang Yue pussy-fucks? Immortal ascent.
Too intense—soon she peaked, body convulsing, scream ripping free, pent-up lust erupting.
Climaxing pussy clamped vise-like; ultimate itch sent him over. Hips slammed up, crown sealed to core, cum blasting into womb.
His heat spiked her peak higher—brain blanking, near blackout.
Finally sliding down, limp atop him. "So good... worth dying for."
"How was it, Big Aunt?" Hands roamed her plump ass, smooth back—fab despite fabric.
"Amazing! Decision justified. Yue'er, heaven-sent pussy-pleaser for women." Gushing praise.
Quick test: minutes yielded unprecedented orgasm and multi-layer breakthroughs.
"If I'm women's blessing, you're my sexy angel." Her virgin essence plus blood ties broke his bottleneck—Return to Truth 9th layer, Mortal Shedding nearer.
Su Mengyun laughed. "You have too many angels: your Little Aunt, your cousins, your paternal aunt, and Jiaojiao. Wait—nearly all the women in the Su family are yours now."
"Half Su blood—family's family." Grin. "But Big Aunt, you're weird today. Super bold. Hung up without confirming I heard—why?"