Pleasant Conquest
But Liu Ruoshi's relaxed mood didn't mean she wasn't angry. This little bastard had silently gotten most of the women in the family into bed—most of them his own blood relatives. Did he really not care at all if people found out about his incest?
"Tell me, did you use the same tactics on them? Force them to submit to you?" Liu Ruoshi glared at Wang Yue. If that was the case, she had to rally everyone and give this little punk a proper thrashing.
"You're wrong about that, Grandma. Aside from using some coercion on Aunt and Big Sis-in-Law, the rest was all mutual consent." Wang Yue grinned smugly. "No helping it—that's the trouble with being so damn charming."
"If you're so charming, why hasn't your mom dual cultivated with you yet?" Liu Ruoshi asked with a scoff. She'd seen through her grandson now—he was a total deviant, never giving a damn about ethics or family ties. No, more precisely, the closer the blood relation, the more excited this kid got. He seemed to thrive on the thrill of incest.
And when it came to blood and affection, no one was closer than his birth mother. There was no way he didn't have designs on her. Even bunking with her a couple days ago had probably been his doing.
He'd need Grandma's help down the line, so Wang Yue didn't hide it from her. He chuckled. "Hey, I'm working on conquering Mom. Just haven't sealed the deal yet."
"What, so your mom needs conquering, but Grandma doesn't? You can just rape me outright?" Liu Ruoshi shot back, annoyed.
Wang Yue gave a wry smile. "Your situations are different. I wanted to conquer you too, but would you have given me the chance?"
Liu Ruoshi knew her own temperament well. If she hadn't been so flustered today, she really wouldn't have.
But understanding didn't stop the irritation bubbling in her chest—a woman's perennial flaw, even for someone as esteemed as her.
Seeing this, Wang Yue quickly said, "Alright, it's all my fault. Good Grandma, let your grandson make it up to you."
With that, he launched into his signature apology: pounding her hard and fast!
The gentle thrusts earlier had already felt incredible under the dual cultivation's effects. Now with the speed ramped up, she melted into a boneless puddle, anger forgotten.
The intense pleasure dissolved her fury and resentment like spring snow under blazing sun.
Wang Yue hammered away fifty or sixty times, watching Grandma's resentful scowl bloom into a beaming smile. Then he suddenly stopped.
Liu Ruoshi, mid-bliss, wasn't having it. "Hurry up! Grandma's still mad. If you don't satisfy me today, just see how I punish you!"
"Alright, alright. Today, your grandson's gonna give it everything—fuck you till you beg for mercy." Wang Yue laughed. "But Grandma, let's switch positions."
"Switch to what?" Liu Ruoshi asked instinctively. For years, missionary was her only move.
Wang Yue pulled out, his cock slipping from her pussy. "Get on all fours first."
The sudden emptiness in her pussy left Liu Ruoshi aching desperately. To get him back inside faster, she flipped over and sprawled on the bed.
Wang Yue had planned to have her ass up so he could grip her hips from behind. But seeing that massive, hill-like ass now propped high, he changed his mind.
He draped himself over her back, his cock sliding between her absurdly plump cheeks before slurping back into her needy saucy pussy.
"Oh..." Liu Ruoshi moaned in delight.
Wang Yue felt amazing too. Grandma's huge ass was like an inflated cushion—soft yet bouncy, perfect against his abs.
Normally, such a big ass would make doggy awkward, padding the distance between cock and pussy.
But his dick was monstrously long; it never fully sheathed anyway. Her ass now created just the right gap.
When he pressed down fully, his cock stuffed her pussy to the brim, kissing her cervix. Relax a bit, and her ass bounced him right back.
This halved his effort: thrust down to fill her, relax to let her ass push him out till just the head remained. No need to pull manually.
So Wang Yue lounged blissfully on her back, hips dipping and rising effortlessly...
His cock pistoned semi-automatically in her pussy.
Liu Ruoshi lay flat, her massive tits squished pancake-flat against the sheets, nipples rubbing with every motion for extra sparks of pleasure.
Her pussy got relentlessly railed by his big dick, and the friction added to the ecstasy.
"Good boy, you have so many tricks. Fucking me from behind like this feels amazing for Grandma." Lost in pleasure, Liu Ruoshi lavished praise on her grandson.
Bzzz~ Bzzz~
As the grandparents drowned in pussy-pounding joy, Wang Yue's wrist communicator buzzed.
"It's Mom." Wang Yue glanced at it.
Liu Ruoshi froze, holding her breath.
"Mom, what's up?" Wang Yue answered, resuming his thrusts.
Liu Ruoshi hadn't expected such audacity—fucking her while chatting with his mom. Terrified of moaning, she clamped a hand over her mouth.
"Yue'er, you okay?" Su Mengyan asked. He'd been at Grandma's far too long; she was worried.
"Fine, just researching cultivation with Grandma. No need to worry." Wang Yue reassured her while pounding away. Not a total lie—the harder he fucked, the faster the technique ran. Cultivation research, right?
Su Mengyan relaxed, about to hang up, when Wang Yue added, "If you don't believe me, ask Grandma."
He shoved the communicator toward her face.
Liu Ruoshi fumed inwardly: You little shit, you know I can't talk straight with you railing me! You're setting me up to embarrass myself!
Thankfully, he stopped thrusting once he handed it over.
Liu Ruoshi exhaled, steadying her voice. "Yes, Mengyan. Just discussing cultivation with Yue'er. No worries."
"No, no, I wasn't worried, Mom. Since you're busy with that, I won't disturb." Su Mengyan hung up hastily.
Liu Ruoshi blinked in shock. Sixteen years in the Wang family, and Su Mengyan had never spoken to her so warmly. Was that really her aloof daughter-in-law?
"See, Grandma? That's the progress from my mom conquest these past days. Satisfied?" Wang Yue asked smugly.
The Wang and Su families were old allies; Liu Ruoshi knew Su Mengyan's original personality wasn't this distant. "Good boy, well done. If you can bring your mom back to her normal self, Grandma will reward you handsomely."
"What kind of reward?" Wang Yue probed.
Liu Ruoshi teased, "You'll see. Guaranteed satisfaction."
No point pushing; even without it, restoring Mom was priority one. Bonus surprise? Why not.
He dropped it, ramping up speed to hammer her saucy pussy.
Relieved her son wasn't in trouble with Grandma, Su Mengyan tidied up and headed out.
"Mengyan, what brings you? Come in, sit!" Xue Yan's jaw nearly dropped seeing her visitor.
Since joining the Wangs sixteen years ago, Su Mengyan rarely left her rooms except for the training grounds—total shut-in.
Even there, she barely spoke to anyone, as if the world existed apart from her kids.
Now here she was. How could Xue Yan not be stunned?
Su Mengyan sat in the living room. "Yan-jie, about last night."
"Last night?" Xue Yan tensed. Was this a reckoning?
Though both Wang Jing's wives—one in name only, the other unnamed but real—they'd had little contact beyond the grounds. Live and let live.
But now, Xue Yan instinctively respected Su Mengyan as Wang Yue's birth mother.
Deeply in love with him, she felt toward Su Mengyan like she once did Liu Ruoshi.
"Yes, last night's game, precisely." Su Mengyan smiled faintly. "Yan-jie, what'd you think?"
Unsured, Xue Yan hedged, "It was fine. A bit over the top, but it really brought the family closer, made things more harmonious."
"You think so too? Perfect." Su Mengyan laughed. "I plan to make it a regular thing. Thoughts?"
Xue Yan relaxed, excited. "Of course! Next time, invite everyone. Builds true family unity. Leaving some out makes them feel excluded."
"But isn't that too much? Yue'er being a boy, that kind of contact—if it leaks..." Su Mengyan voiced her concern.
Xue Yan shrugged. "No big deal. Keep it quiet. We're guiltless, what's to fear? Yue'er just rubs our pussies a bit. Plenty of families are way wilder—fathers with daughters, sons with moms, fathers-in-law with daughters-in-law, mothers-in-law with sons-in-law, even grandpas with granddaughters. Some do full family swaps behind closed doors."
Su Mengyan jolted. "Really?"
"Tons of it." Xue Yan said. "Especially in the secular world—their youth's short, so they seize the day. Compared to that, Yue'er just rubbing cocks on pussies is nothing."
"I see." Su Mengyan nodded, then asked, "Yan-jie, last night when Yue'er got the head in, how was it? Really ten times better than rubbing?"
"Absolutely. Indescribable bliss." Xue Yan reminisced dreamily, then sobered cautiously. "Sorry, I got too carried away and didn't make him pull out. If you're upset, I won't next time."
"No, no." Su Mengyan waved it off. "Just wondering—want him to go all the way in?"
"Huh?" Xue Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.
Su Mengyan, fearing she'd shocked her, added quickly, "Truth is, Yan-jie, I've already gone that far with Yue'er."
"What?!" Xue Yan gasped theatrically, pointing. "You... you two..."
"Not like you think." Su Mengyan clarified. "Just like last night."
"Oh." Xue Yan nodded, grinning. "My bad for overreacting. If it were me with a son like Yue'er, I'd have let him plunge in ages ago to taste that big dick for real."
"Why not try tonight?" Su Mengyan seized the moment.
"You mean...?" Xue Yan's eyes sparkled with shock and anticipation.
Su Mengyan nodded. "Yeah. Fake stuff every night's too hard on him. Take my place—do it for real."
"Gladly, I'd love to." Xue Yan said. "But why not do it yourself?"
"I'm his birth mom—how could I...?" Su Mengyan fretted.
"What's wrong with that? You're not alone." Xue Yan soothed. "Common in big families—we all have that unspoken understanding. Even if known, it's just gossip, no attacks on rivals."
"Not worried about that. With Yue'er's talent, Mortal Shedding or even Transcendence is no issue—no one's attacking him." Su Mengyan sighed. "But I fear scarring his psyche."
"You're overthinking, Mengyan." Xue Yan said. "You're the world's greatest beauty. He'd be thrilled and proud to have you—shadows? No way."
"But I'm his real mom. Incest stigma—how could that not weigh on him?" That was her core torment: joy at his son-status, pain from it.
Xue Yan sighed inwardly: You're dead wrong. Your boy's thrilled by incest, no pressure—just more fire.
Couldn't say that outright. Better tell Wang Yue her worry, let him handle.
"Fine, I'll sub for you." Xue Yan nodded, smiling. "But promise—if he fucks you for real later, no ditching me."
Su Mengyan laughed too. "Deal. If he tries, I'll disown him—both moms gone."
Meanwhile, the Jinling Zhang family welcomed three low-key guests.
Zhang Hong from Tianhai and his two attendants.
They'd left midday yesterday but arrived now, having detoured massively to avoid the straight path—and whatever fate befell Zhang family's third elder et al.
"Senior Zhang Hong, you're here! This way, please." Third Elder Zhang bowed obsequiously, ushering them into the villa compound.
No Mortal Shedding powerhouse, but to him, Zhang Hong's Return to Truth 8th layer could sweep Jinling.
In the main villa's living room, Third Elder seated Zhang Hong at the head, ordered a feast, then said, "Sorry for the short notice, no prep. Wait here—I'll summon Jinling's powers to pay respects."
"No need." Zhang Hong waved. "Low profile. We're here for two things: retrieve Young Master Lingfeng, and gather intel."
"Ask away—I'll tell all." Third Elder thumped his chest, inwardly disappointed. Sounded like no move on the three families; all his scheming wasted?
Zhang Hong nodded. "You share Jinling with the three families—know them well?"
Third Elder perked up: Misread him—he's after them! "Absolutely. Always our targets—we've collected dossiers."
"Good. Any powerful backers?"
"None we know." Third Elder affirmed, then chuckled. "Funny story though: Thirty years back, Su family's Su Cheng claimed marriage ties to a martial holy land."
Zhang Hong's heart skipped: Martial holy land confirmed!
But Third Elder's tone dismissed it. "Why a joke?"
"One-sided announcement. No holy land or promised daughter ever showed. Instead, his 'greatest beauty ever' married into little Wang family sixteen years ago." Third Elder laughed. "Think—if Su tied to holy land, why wed her into Wangs? Holy land hotter, right?"
Zhang Hong ignored beauty hype, frowning thoughtfully. Logical, yet third elder's mysterious vanishing suggested real ties.
Puzzling!
"Forget it—take me to Young Master Lingfeng." As for three families' links, report facts; let HQ fret.
Not irresponsibility— he'd opposed muddying Jinling waters from start. True growth challenged strong, not bullied weak, especially worthless spots like this.
Wang Yue sprawled on Grandma's ultra-plush body, using her ass's bounce to effortlessly fuck her to climax, then unleashed thick ropes deep inside.
"Yue'er, tired? Rest on Grandma." Two orgasms barely scratched her long-dry itch, but she pitied him: two loads before she left last night, at least one after, two more now—five minimum.
Even youthful vigor had limits.
Wang Yue controlled his instant post-cum hard-on, twitching it in her warm, slick depths. "Not tired, Grandma."
"Eh? Hard again?!" Liu Ruoshi mixed joy and worry. More fucking bliss, but was he overexerting via some drain?
If so, she'd endure the itch—no more loads from her beloved grandson, Jinling's three families' sole hope.
Wang Yue grinned. "That's my talent. Special technique absorbs qi for instant full recovery. Two loads? Try twenty, two hundred—no fatigue. More I do, stronger I get."
"Really?" Liu Ruoshi twisted, peering into his eyes.
He met her gaze steadily. "Absolutely. Without this, I wouldn't tempt you. You're all I love most—if I can't satisfy you, stoke your fires without delivering, what right have I to say I love you?"
His sincerity convinced her. "Wonderful! Grandma decrees: family's bliss is yours."
"Rest assured—I'll make you happier than gods." Wang Yue nodded solemnly, then leered. "But if you wanna rest, we can pause."
"Who said rest? Grandma's pussy's still itching. Good grandson, fuck me more!" Liu Ruoshi pouted.
"As you command." But he pulled out instead.
"Why pull out? I want more!"
He smacked her plump ass. "New position. Kneel like Second Sis on the dinner table last night."
She complied, knees up, ass sky-high, face flushing crimson.
Tongue-fucking was fine, but him mounting from behind? Pure beast mating.
This punk wrecked her shamelessly!
Wang Yue burned with excitement. Her ass looked huge normally; arched like this, it was obscene—round as a millstone, nosebleed-inducing.
He pressed behind, thrust—fully into her now-accommodating saucy pussy.
"Oh, so good! Move, good grandson—fuck Grandma!" Fullness reignited her pleas.
No rush. Head kissing cervix, he ground hard, then pushed—the massive glans breached her womb mouth.
"Ah... ah..." Liu Ruoshi moaned repeatedly. Deepest depths pried open—sour, swollen, numb, itchy agony, yet ecstatic.
"How's it feel, Grandma?" Wang Yue gritted teeth against the cum-urge.
Fully encased in her warm, tight slickness, glans gripped by spasming womb flesh—life-threatening bliss.
"Dunno... hurts so good." She gasped. "Did you... enter Grandma's womb?"
"Yep. You'll love it." He rotated hips, glans churning her womb.
"Ah... oh..." She wailed. Tingles converged into addictive peaks.
Dozens of grinds later, her womb fit perfectly. No more tease—he yanked out to the lips, then slammed home.
"Rawr..." Liu Ruoshi roared in ecstasy, heart nearly leaping from the womb-punch.
She took it? No holds barred. Hands on her epic ass, he jackhammered.
Slap~ slap~ slap~
Abs smacked her snowy cheeks, rippling waves. Each thrust buried balls-deep, glans invading womb.
Liu Ruoshi quivered. "Good grandson... so fierce... Grandma's pussy... womb... fucked so good..."
Wang Yue leaned in, hands mauling her swinging tits. "Call me hubby, Grandma."
"Brat, your grandpa's my husband, you insolent punk!"
"Whoever fucks your pussy's your hubby." He froze. "Not your hubby? No more fucking."
Edging insanity, she begged. "Don't stop! Fine—hubby! Big-dick grandson hubby, fuck your grandma-wife more!"
"Grandson hubby—love it." He roared laughing, resuming frenzy. "Saucy-pussy grandma-wife, so obedient—grandson hubby's rewarding you!"
Once started, Liu Ruoshi's bliss-wails escalated, words filthier: "Ah... hubby... ah... ah... fuck me hard... grandson... ah... Grandma's pussy... yours to ravage... ah... ah... good grandson... love you fucking me... ah... too strong... harder..."
"Ah... grandson... my darling... beloved hubby... fucking me... ecstasy... oh... fuck me dead..."
"Grandson... mm... oh... love you... forever yours... never apart..."
"Ah... mm... oh... saucy pussy... fucked... blissful... heaven... too good... dying of pleasure..."
"Harder... harder... oh... oh... so good... good grandson... dear hubby... Grandma... fucked to death... pound it... wreck Grandma's saucy pussy..."
Her screams drove him feral, pounding mercilessly while kneading tits. "Saucy grandma, pussy squeezing so good—gonna fuck you dead!"
"Yes... fuck saucy grandma dead... big-dick grandson... you've got me... gonna die... coming... ah..." Liu Ruoshi shuddered violently, pussy clamping his cock, womb mouth vise-gripping glans. Thick nectar gushed over his head.
Wang Yue growled, glans swelling, cock throbbing jets straight into her ripe womb.
Deeper penetration made her climax fiercer, longest yet. She collapsed, spent.
Wang Yue stayed up; softening cock popped free with her flop.
Her panting allure hardened him anew. Liu Ruoshi's eyes gleamed, hooked.
"Still good, Grandma?" He brandished his rigid monster.
Her reawakened fires raged post-three orgasms. Ass up again. "Who said no? Again!"
"New position—you on top."
"Me on top?" Perplexed.
He lay back, cock skyward. "Straddle and ride."
Like ancient donkey torture?
Beast-mount before, now criminal pose. Too many tricks.
But damn effective. Guided, she straddled, hand on cock, parting lips, slammed down—glans womb-deep. She shivered in rapture.
Legs wobbly from climax, she struggled.
"Grind first, Grandma-wife."
She rotated her millstone ass, pussy swirling his shaft.
Potent. He clenched jaws to endure.
Luckily tougher now; newbie him would've surrendered quick.
Bliss for her too—full control, max pleasure. Gushing floods slicked everything.
Smoother spins; glans drilled her womb like a bit. Irresistible.
Wang Yue bobbed like a storm-tossed boat—thrilling addiction.
True use for her millstone ass!
She faltered first—endless womb-spin overkill, like over-scratching an itch.
Legs firmer, she halted grinding, bouncing up-down.
Slap~ slap~ slap~ slap~ slap~
Plush ass smacked his thighs, cock pistoning wildly.
Minutes later, edge again—body stiffening.
Wang Yue took over, thrusting up to rail her saucy pussy relentlessly.