Between kisses, Su Mengyan let out a constant stream of sultry moans, her porcelain-white arms winding around Wang Yueâs neck.
Locked in a deep, primal exchange, mother and son chased each otherâs tongues, swallowing each otherâs nectar. Wang Yue sucked her soft, slick tongue into his mouth, savoring it as the air in the room grew heavy with the scent of raw, unbridled lust.
Before long, Su Mengyanâs breasts began to swell, and her breathing hitched. Wang Yue kept one hand anchored around her slender waist while the other strayed toward the firm, rounded curve of her ass.
He leaned down to her quivering breastsâblooming like vivid red rosebuds against her flushed skinâand gave one a sharp, heavy bite.
Even though he used more force than usual, the sound of her gasping, as if her lungs were on fire, and the way she instinctively arched her chest to meet his teeth told him everything he needed to know.
She wanted it harder. He obliged, biting down with more intensity while his hand squeezed her waist and his rod pounded rhythmically into her tight, velvet depths.
Being hit by this three-pronged assault, Su Mengyan lost all control. Her core was stretched so tight by his massive girth that not even a drop of juice could escape, yet she still felt a frantic, hollow ache deep inside that screamed for him to fill her even more.
For the sake of her favorite little man, she threw caution to the wind, writhing beneath him with everything she had to match his pace.
"Good baby... youâre so good... this feels incredible... ah... baby... youâre so strong..." Under his relentless thrusting, the moans spilled out of her involuntarily.
The rhythmic slap-slap-slap of their bellies colliding wasnât fast, but it was sharp and clear, perfectly timed with the wet squelch-squelch of his entry.
Su Mengyan moaned in a daze, the boundless waves of pleasure becoming almost too much for her to bear. Her sonâs thick, scalding-hot rod slid in and out of her tender slit, dragging out a flood of nectar that soaked the sheets beneath them. Lost in a sea of desire, neither of them noticed; they only knew the primal repetition of the act.
She hooked her legs around his waist, tenderly rolling her hips to meet his sprints. "Oh... ah... so good... youâre hitting it so deep..."
She pulled him close, holding him tight from below. To Wang Yue, it felt like his cock was soaking in a hot spring, encased on all sides by soft, wet, squeezing flesh. He couldnât help but kick it into high gear.
Su Mengyan moaned passionately into his ear, lifting her head to seal his lips with hers, her tongue darting into his mouth.
With her legs locked around him and her lush backside swaying non-stop, she forced his cock even deeper.
The friction was pure bliss for Wang Yue. Her core felt like a second mouth, constantly sucking at the head of his cock as he threw his full weight into every plunge.
Her cheeks were flushed a deep crimson, and her hips worked overtime to meet his every move. Her arms, smooth as jade, were locked around his waist as she wailed, "My darling... mmm... oh... yes... Momâs gonna die for you..."
Wang Yue worked even harder, pounding into her warm, wet, soul-melting cave. His hips rocked up and down, his monster rod sliding in and out with total authority.
Driven by the electric stabs of pleasure, his breathing turned into ragged gasps as he moved faster and harder.
He watched, mesmerized, as she twisted her slender waist and shook her full hips in time with his thrusts.
Her cheeks looked like theyâd been brushed with vermillion, glowing with the heat of the moment.
Her petal-like lips were parted, huffing out floral-scented breath and hooded-eyed stares, her moans sounding almost like soft sobs.
Her breasts swayed wildly in every directionâa total feast for the eyes. "Ah... ah... ahhh... oh... oh god... ah... my son... youâre so good to me..."
Wang Yueâs internal fire flared. He hoisted her heavy hips and hammered into her slick channel again and again.
The head of his cock sent jolts of indescribable pleasure through him, and Su Mengyan matched his tempo, her entrance pulsing and clamping down on him.
A thick slurry of their fluids began to run down their thighs.
The slap-slap-slap grew frantic, the wet sounds intensified, and her voice reached a crescendo: "Ah... ah... itâs too much... sweet boy... fuck me to death... ah... do it, fast!"
He slammed into her with everything he had, his thick rod sliding between her vibrant, dripping petals, splashing her essence everywhere.
Su Mengyanâs entire core was engorged and bright red, her inner walls clamping down on his veined shaft. Her pearl was swollen and hard as a pebble from the constant friction.
"Ah... ah... my little heartbreaker... sweet boy... ah... you know exactly how to do it... ah... Momâs slit feels amazing... ah... Iâm losing it... ah!"
Her screams pushed Wang Yue over the edge. He accelerated into a final, frantic sprintâa blur of motion that sent fluid flying. Su Mengyan felt like a small boat tossed on a violent sea, rising and falling with his savage lunges.
"Ah... sweet boy... I canât... ah... here it comes...!"
Almost at the exact same moment, Wang Yue felt a surge of numbness hit his waist. He let go of his restraint, and his scalding seed blasted into the womb that had once carried him.
Su Mengyanâs hips continued to buck and roll, her face tilted back with her sexy mouth hanging open. She rubbed and kneaded her own breasts as her dark hair whipped from side to side. "Ah... ah... ah... oh... Iâm finished...!"
As a massive wave of her own essence erupted, she hit her peak once again. The smell of hormones filled the room, blending with his heavy panting and her sultry moans into a symphony that lingered long after the movement stopped.
Wang Yue came more than he ever had in his life. He kept the head of his cock pinned against her heart, his hot seed seemingly never-ending.
Drenched in his release, Su Mengyanâs climax seemed to have no end; her tight core continued to pulse and contract as she climbed even higher.
Wang Yue felt like his rod was literally melting inside her. He had never felt this good in his entire life, so he just kept firing.
The son wouldnât stop shooting, and the mother wouldnât stop coming. For a long time, the two of them were completely submerged in a state of pure, earthly nirvana.
Meanwhile, the Dual Cultivation technique within them was running at max capacity, dragging Su Mengyanâs newly learned Plain Maiden technique into an overdrive state.
BOOM!
Suddenly, both of their bodies jolted. The climax finally leveled off, but their auras began to skyrocket.
At that moment, the two shackles holding Wang Yue back shattered simultaneously as he absorbed a massive amount of his motherâs Primal Yin.
His cultivation reached a brand-new realm, and his qi underwent a qualitative shift, finally breaking past the 49-fold limit.
Su Mengyanâs cultivation was smashing through barrier after barrier, soaring to the peak of the Sky-Origin Realm before effortlessly sliding into the True-Returning Realm.
And she didnât stop thereâshe blew through the early stages and only slowed down once she hit the late True-Returning Realm.
Wang Yue reacted instantly, releasing all the Primal Yin heâd stored from other women, flooding it into his mother so she could refine it as her own. While that energy wasnât as high-quality as her own, the sheer volume was staggering.
With this new fuel, their power spiked again. By the time the energy was fully spent, Wang Yue had vaulted directly into the mid-second level of the Transcendence Realm.
Su Mengyan had reached the peak of the sixth level of the Mortal-Shedding Realm, nearly touching the late stage, and her qi purity was now 35 times that of a normal warrior.
In terms of both raw power and qi quality, Su Mengyan was now second only to Wang Yue in the entire household. Dual cultivating with his own mother was paying some serious dividends!
The massive influx of energy had an added bonus: it completely restored her. The mother who had been too exhausted to move was now back at peak combat status, ready for more mother-son fun.
Wang Yue didnât even bother testing his new power. He kept all his focus on the woman beneath him. After her continuous orgasms, Su Mengyan looked more radiant and sultry than ever.
If he hadnât already been "tempered" by her earlier, just looking at her would have made him finish on the spot.
Even so, seeing her like this made his blood boil. He couldnât hold back. Besides, theyâd only just finished the "standard" actâthere were still plenty of tricks he hadnât shown her yet.
"Mom, how do you feel?" he whispered, looking into her eyes.
"My sweet son... my life is finally complete," she said, her voice full of emotion. She had dropped every ounce of her earlier reservation. "I actually regret it now... regret waiting this long to let you in. If Iâd known that actually fucking felt this good, I would have let you do it a long time ago."