Forcibly Taking the Beautiful Grandmother
With that, Wang Yue moved to rise and pin his mother down on the bed.
Su Mengyan hurriedly stopped him, pulling his head tight against her massive breasts. "Not now!"
"Why not?" Wang Yue's voice came out muffled, his mouth stuffed with his mother's tits.
Su Mengyan had meant to tease him a bit longer, but seeing he wouldn't let it go, she explained, "I never said you could fuck me."
"Mom, you don't keep your word!" Wang Yue wriggled free from her embrace, glaring at her in mock outrage. "You clearly said tonight you'd let me fuck Mommy's pussy."
Su Mengyan laughed. "True, I did. But you're not short on mommies."
Wang Yue blinked. "You mean Yan Mommy?"
Su Mengyan nodded. "Exactly. She's your mom in name only—no blood tie between you. Fucking her doesn't count as taboo."
"But I only want to fuck my real mom—you." Wang Yue pouted. "Besides, even if I agreed, Yan Mommy wouldn't. She loves Dad too much."
"Not so sure. Last night, when you slipped your cockhead into her, I saw it—she wanted your whole dick buried in her saucy pussy." Su Mengyan stroked her son's massive cock steadily as she spoke. This dick was her own creation, and its sheer allure filled her with fierce pride. "And didn't she say it herself? If you'd been born twenty years earlier and met her at the same time as your dad, she'd have chosen you for this cock alone."
"Still feels wrong." Wang Yue hesitated. "She's Dad's woman, after all. I..."
"So what?" Su Mengyan shot back. "You're bold enough to want your blood mom—now you're chickening out on a stepmom?"
"It's not that I won't. I just don't want to." Wang Yue insisted. "You're the only one I crave."
"Have you no heart?" Su Mengyan huffed suddenly. "Yan Mommy's spoiled you rotten since you were little. She's crazy for your cock—can't you use it to show some filial piety?"
"Mom, don't be mad. Fine, I'll do it." With her pushing so hard, holding out would backfire. Wang Yue gave in smoothly.
"That's my boy. I'll go talk to Yan Mommy and convince her. Son, put on a good show tonight—let Mom see how mighty your big dick really is!" Su Mengyan cheered him on, then added, "But remember: if she comes tonight, no sulking. It'll hurt her feelings."
"Got it." Seeing his mom already fretting over someone else made Wang Yue's heart swell with joy.
"My good boy, tonight you'll finally be a real man." Su Mengyan murmured as she gently pumped his big dick, her expression tinged with loss.
"Mom, you unhappy?" Wang Yue asked.
Su Mengyan shook her head. "No... just thinking you'll belong to another woman tonight. Mom feels a little empty."
"Then why push me toward Yan Mommy?"
"Silly boy, it's all for you." Su Mengyan smiled. "You want pussy, but I can't give it—so I found someone who can. She needs it too. Win-win."
Wang Yue's mind raced. She cares this much. Even if we fuck for real, I can't just spill about Little Aunt and the rest—or it'll eat at her.
As for getting her to embrace my other women... she dragged Yan Mommy in willingly, so sharing doesn't faze her.
A little scheming, and she'll invite Little Aunt onto the bed herself.
It's a white lie—gentle deception. And her taking the lead? Way more fun, boosts her ego. Perfect.
As he plotted the future, his wrist communicator buzzed.
Wang Yue had shared Yan Fangfei's firewall app with everyone close—no more worries about eavesdroppers.
"Grandma." He glanced at the display and told his mom.
Su Mengyan nodded; he answered.
"Grandma, what's up?"
"Yue'er, come to me now." Liu Ruoshi said curtly, then hung up.
"Shit, she must want to chew me out for last night." Wang Yue grimaced.
Knowing her mother-in-law's temperament, Su Mengyan worried for him but encouraged, "Don't fear, son. You were passive the whole time—she can't blame you. Go. If she won't let up, ping me quietly. I'll bail you out."
"Thanks, Mom." Wang Yue latched onto her nipple, sucking the last drops of milk, then rolled off bed. He grabbed special undies but swapped for plain ones, dressed, and left her room.
In the main residence, Liu Ruoshi paced restlessly.
Drunk as she'd been last night, her Heavenly Origin realm spirit far outstripped mortals or low martial artists. She remembered everything crystal clear.
She couldn't fathom why she'd not only tolerated the debauchery but joined in—baring tits and pussy before two daughters-in-law, grandkids, even outsider Su Mengqing. Letting her own grandson suckle and lick her.
Prim and proper, she'd never done such things even with her husband.
Recalling it now burned her cheeks; regret gnawed deep.
Yet amid remorse, she savored it endlessly. Licked to orgasm by her grandson amid that haze—decadent bliss she craved more of.
But what haunted her most: that donkey-cock of his in her hand, her mouth. Intoxicating.
And even now, his cum's taste lingered on her tongue. That brat shot buckets in her mouth and face—outrageous!
Remembering her face glazed in his thick seed, Liu Ruoshi zoned out.
"Grandma, I'm here. What'd you need?"
Wang Yue's voice snapped her back. Facing her smiling, innocent-looking grandson, she faltered.
Why did I call him? Scold him for last night?
Everyone consented; he followed orders. How to fault him for not refusing what even I allowed?
Sending him away felt off too. Dazed, she blurted, "How much of last night do you remember?"
"Everything." Wang Yue answered honestly—his Return to Truth realm made forgetting impossible.
Liu Ruoshi flushed; of course he remembered her sucking his big dick, him painting her face and mouth, her gushing under his tongue.
"Yue'er, what we did was wrong. Grandma drank too much, failed to stop it." She forced calm, earnestly advising, "Forget it all. Never think of it again—or repeat it."
"But Grandma, it felt so good—how could I forget?" Wang Yue feigned distress. "I even dreamed it just now."
"Dreamed what?" she asked reflexively.
"You didn't leave like last night. Stayed with Mom and them—let me grind my cock on your pussy." He blushed. "And..."
"And what?" Her tone sharpened, curiosity piqued—what depraved fantasy had he spun?
"You got so worked up, you begged me to shove it in." Wang Yue whispered, excitement flickering despite his downcast eyes.
"Lies!" Liu Ruoshi snapped. "Grandma would never beg that!"
"It was a dream." He sulked.
"Did you... put it in?" She probed, testing his audacity—even in dreams, would he fuck his grandma?
"No—you called, and I woke." Wang Yue's mind whirred. Grandma's too straitlaced to veer off-script. Asking this? Last night's shock rattled her deep.
Her heart's in turmoil now—perfect opening. Miss it, and she'll steel herself fast. Way harder next time.
He subtly released true qi, silently stoking her lust.
His words oddly disappointed Liu Ruoshi. If only I'd called later...
Imagining that thick, long cock plunging in, her body quivered. She snapped to, scolding, "No more filthy dreams!"
Her rebuke lacked authority—sounded petulant, coquettish. Unaware, his qi worked.
Wang Yue pressed: "Can't control dreams. And awake, I still think..." He cupped his crotch.
That gesture drew her eyes—his pants tented hugely.
Hard again. That tent holds his massive cock!
"Grandma, it aches so bad. Help like last night?" He pleaded.
"Want to shoot in Grandma's mouth again?" she grumbled, then froze. Why say that? Should've shut him down flat!
"Perfect." Wang Yue grinned wickedly, ramping up qi. "Grandma, was my cum tasty?"
She nodded instinctively, then flushed crimson, spitting, "Bah—disgusting!"
"Liar—you savored it." He freed his big dick, stepping close. "Try again."
Last night’s orgasm from his tongue—and her later solo fantasy—hadn’t sated her long-neglected body. Two climaxes? Laughable.
His qi overwhelmed; eyes glazing, she snatched his cock, bent, and engulfed it.
"Oh..." Wang Yue groaned in bliss. Smoother than expected. Her heart's more wrecked than I thought.
He'd sworn off overusing qi on women he loved—gentle sparks for fun, like last night.
But Grandma demanded exception. Her iron will: once reset, trouble. Better strike now, flaws and all.
Full conquest lacked foreplay thrill—but thrills aplenty later.
Like turning imperious Big Aunt into his bitch. Or molding stern Grandma into a slut? Electrifying.
He gazed down as she slurped eagerly. "Grandma, tasty grandson cock?"
Too busy, she nodded around it, sucking harder.
No raw pleasure, but it soothed her soul's void. Mouth stuffed full—unprecedented fulfillment.
Downside: her body's itch raged, pussy worst.
"Grandma, my turn." Wang Yue flipped her 180 degrees around his cock, hoisting her inverted.
Qi shredded her lower clothes, baring lush legs and millstone hips.
"Grandma, so fucking sexy!" He pried her thighs, dove in, kissing her dripping saucy pussy.
"Mmmph!" Liu Ruoshi moaned muffled around his dick, legs clamping his neck, trapping his head.
He slurped her pussy greedily, drinking nectar, then carried her to the bedroom—door unlocked for him, now bolted.
She drowned in bliss, oblivious.
In bed, he yanked free roughly, tossing her down. Dual pleasures vanished; frantic, she begged, "Yue'er, quick—Grandma needs more!"
"Coming right up." He mounted but bypassed licking/sucking—instead spread her legs, aiming his cock at her sopping pussy.
"No, Yue'er—not that!" Liu Ruoshi cried.
His qi aphrodisiac roused primal lust sans delusion—she burned, but reason clung.
Fellatio and licking? Done last night—not "firsts."
Everything's hardest first time. After, resistance craters.
But grinding or penetrating? Uncharted—fierce taboo, especially the latter.
Wang Yue, set on claiming her, qi-locked her body.
Slow, relentless, he pressed forward. Cockhead met her gushing slit—thrust.
Squelch~
Turtlehead sank into Grandma's ripe pussy. Wang Yue shivered ecstasy.
Her body bore four kids, yet pussy gripped like a virgin's—tender, juicy. Meats walls milked him, writhing.
Bliss plus taboo nearly made him blow.
Liu Ruoshi mixed pain and rapture.
Just the head stretched her—but fullness trumped ache, ridges scraping delightfully.
Any other man, she'd shatter. But her grandson? Unthinkable. "Beast! I'm your blood grandma!"
"Sorry, Grandma—but it's my dream. No interruptions." He sank deeper.
She loathed it mentally, but pussy yielded—juices lubed his advance over folds.
Her floods eased him; soon hilted, kissing cervix.
No real pain—pure overload.
Pausing, he grinned. "How's it feel, Grandma?"
"Bastard—this is incest! You'll doom the Wangs!" She railed, hoping to snap him out.
"No one knows but us—family's safe." He soothed, starting slow pumps.
Motion dizzied her.
Never this good—ever.
Each drag hit her core; devilish temptation to fall.
Too late for scolds. Even if he stopped, deed done—incest etched.
Already reeling from last night, this shattered her. Fuck it—enjoy now, worry later.
Eyes shut, she ostriched like before—no fight post-release.
Wang Yue pumped languidly, qi-shredding her top. Hands claimed her absurd tits, kneading variably.
Dual assault skyrocketed her; gripe: too slow—two-three seconds per stroke.
Big, deep—but teasingly so. Craving built unbearably.
After minutes, she cracked. Eyes open on her leisurely-fucking, tit-toying grandson: "Faster, damn it!"
"Faster how?" he teased.
"Thrusts, you brat!" Teeth gritted—she knew he wasn't clueless.
"Ah—you want harder fucking." Feigned epiphany, then smirk: "But you fought it tooth and nail."
"Shut up and fuck faster!" Grandma's authority commanded her grandson to pound her.
"Promise no grudges—and anytime I want, you spread." He bargained.
Torture-frenzied, she nodded frantically. "Yes! Anything—Grandma's pussy aches! Ram me with that big dick!"
"Yes, ma'am!" Hands freed tits, gripped plump ass, hoisted. Hips blurred—full withdrawals, slamming home. Fivefold speed.
Liu Ruoshi soared, moaning wildly.
Her walls crumbling, Wang Yue unleashed: piston-fucks churned her floods to froth, glans battering cervix relentlessly.
Raw power over finesse—devastating for her ripe, starved form.
Moans crescendoed, body quaking, pussy geysering—sheets soaked.
Peak hit; she grunted, clamping vise-tight. Thick yin essence bathed his buried head.
Her squirt triggered him—roar, ropes blasting, refluxing her fluids deep.
Already airborne, his scalding load hurled her to blackout bliss.
Long after, she stirred under him, feeling his semi-stuffed fullness. Sigh: "Yue'er... sigh."
"No hard feelings, Grandma?" Wang Yue probed gingerly.
Another sigh. "Pointless now. What next?"
"Business as usual."
"Deadly serious. Leak this, Wangs end. Never breathe a word."
"Till you say yes again, my lips sealed." He chuckled. "But you can't renege."
"On what?"
"Anytime I want pussy, you give."
Recalling her desperation, she blushed. "And if I do?"
"I'll tell Mom, Yan Mommy, Aunt, Third Aunt—let 'em judge. Grandma breaks promises to grandson?"
Eyes flashed. "You wouldn't!"
"Nah."
Satisfied, she murmured barely audible: "Fine... Grandma keeps her word."
"Thanks! But why agree if it's so taboo?"
"Brat." Coy glance. "Truth? You fucked Grandma too good. I love your cock in my pussy. Happy?"
Stunned—prim Grandma, sultry? He throbbed, gentle thrust.
"Still hard?!" Shock and delight.
"Don't like?"
"Love it." Honest. "So big, hard—fills me perfect, fucks me senseless."
"Not even fully in." He boasted.
She peeked: true—hilted yet protruding. Full length? Straight to womb!
No resistance now—night-and-day from entry. "Grandma, you're all principles. What changed?"
"You raped me, rascal." She huffed. "It happened. Can't fight your cock forever—might as well savor."
He grinned. "Love fucking your pussy?"
"Mmm. Best ever." Candid. "Shamelessly? Hooked on this dick."
"Grandpa married decades—battle-tested. Really?" He prodded, easing guilt over lost Grandpa.
Like fucking Yan Mommy before Dad's illusion.
"Your grandpa? No games. Martial focus—rare sex, vanilla." Liu Ruoshi confessed. "No frills ever. Pussy-licking? First last night."
"Like it? I'll lick more."
"No—prefer your fucking now. Bigger, better than Grandpa."
Her candor about Grandpa stunned him.
Guessing his thought, she smiled. "Don't fret. Decided: past is past. No point dwelling."
Thumbs up inwardly. Grandma's resolve—unmatched.
Good I struck fast—or she'd vow off forever.
All clear, he asked: "Want even better?"
"Duh—if not for bliss, why sin with my grandson?" Blunt.
"..." Brutal honesty.
Fact, though—his cock hooked them all: aunts, Yan Mommy, mother-in-law.
"Remember my technique? Run it."
Brows furrowed—suspecting—but complied.
Their qi linked; pleasure amplified sans speed—rivaling pile-driver.
Cultivation surged per cycle.
True way to use it.
Meeting her gaze, he nodded. "Right. Everyone but Mom, Third Aunt, sisters, Jingjing—I've dual-cultivated like this."
His admission irked yet relieved her.
Incest guilt weighed; but not alone? Burden halved.
Solo sin breeds fear, shame. Everyone does? Fair game.