Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

The embarrassing sensation made Shui Rou instinctively try to pull her hand back. However, Ye Fei's grip was firm, and deep down, she didn't want to let go of this feeling.

So, she stayed still, her hand enveloped by Ye Fei's warm palm. It made her heart race but also gave her an unprecedented sense of security as if with him around, she would never feel helpless again. She couldn't help but recall the heroic image of him saving the Moonwater Palace, and for a moment, she was lost in thought.

While fondling Shui Rou's hand and thrusting into Shui Ying's soaked core, Ye Fei was thoroughly enjoying himself. What made it even more exhilarating was how tightly Shui Ying's core clenched around him, tighter than even a virgin's.

The sensation was almost as intense as being inside his mother's fiery depths. After a few vigorous thrusts, he felt like he was about to explode.

Shui Ying was equally overwhelmed. The tightness made her feel as if her soft flesh and Ye Fei's hard member had fused. Even the slightest movement sent waves of pleasure through her, making her feel like she was floating.

Clamping a hand over her mouth to stifle any moans, Shui Ying glanced at her junior sister. Though she didn't understand why Shui Rou's hand had stopped moving, she felt a bit more at ease. As a result, her core relaxed slightly, making it easier for Ye Fei to move.

Whether intentional or not, Ye Fei's thrusts became more intense, his scorching tip pounding against her delicate spot with increasing force.

Shui Ying felt like she was going insane from the pleasure. The overwhelming sensation of nearing climax made her forget the risk of being discovered by Shui Rou. She slowly slipped one leg out of her thermal pants, bending it and arching her hips to allow Ye Fei to penetrate even deeper.

Feeling Shui Ying's desperate need, Ye Fei matched her intensity. He shifted forward, pressing his hips between her legs and burying himself completely inside her. Then, like a powerful vibrator, he began a relentless piston-like motion.

Despite her efforts to stay quiet, Shui Ying's breathing grew heavy. She glanced at Shui Rou, who had closed her eyes, her beautiful face flushed with an unusual redness. Thinking Shui Rou might have noticed something, Shui Ying tensed up, her core clenching even tighter.

Such intense stimulation didn't last long. Soon, Shui Ying reached her climax, while Shui Rou, now breathing evenly, seemed to have fallen asleep.

Feeling bolder, Shui Ying shifted forward, letting Ye Fei's still-hard member slip out of her. She turned to face him, whispering, "You little rascal, always teasing me. What if my junior sister had noticed? How could I face her?"

Ye Fei didn't respond directly, instead asking with a grin, "But do you like it when I tease you?"

Shui Ying rolled her eyes but didn't answer. Instead, she reached down and grasped his member, slick with her arousal. Lifting a leg over him, she guided him back into her still-throbbing core.

Ye Fei chuckled silently and resumed his thrusts. Just then, he felt something large and soft pressing against his back, rubbing against him. Without looking, he knew it was his mother, who had switched places with Aunt Chen at some point.

Sandwiched between two stunning women, Ye Fei was in heaven. He went all out, leaving both of them completely exhausted and fast asleep before he finally stopped.

Pulling out of Aunt Chen's core, Ye Fei felt a bit unsatisfied. Suddenly, a soft body pressed against him, and he immediately knew it was his mother.

Though she had been satisfied earlier, watching the passionate scene had reignited Liu Yiru's desire. Seeing that Ye Fei had taken care of Shui Ying and Aunt Chen, she couldn't resist joining in. Ignoring the fact that his member was still slick with their fluids, she stroked it a few times before eagerly guiding it into her fiery depths.

Once inside, Ye Fei didn't rush. Instead, he activated his Xuan Yang Art, synchronizing it with Liu Yiru's Xuan Yin Art. He moved gently inside her, their fingers intertwined as they shared a tender yet intense kiss. Their boundless love flowed between them through every point of contact.

Though the pace was slower, after two hours, Liu Yiru had reached climax three times. While these orgasms weren't as explosive as when he made her squirt, the warmth, and intimacy were just as fulfilling.

By around 2 a.m., mother and son finally drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

Before dawn, Ye Fei was awakened by the sound of his phone. Groggily answering, he heard a cheerful, bell-like voice: "Honey, I'm in Wushi! Where are you guys?"

"This early?" Ye Fei was surprised. It was Xu Zhiyun, the pure-hearted woman a few years older than him. She had planned to join them yesterday but was delayed by the snow. Now, she had arrived first thing in the morning.

"I missed you so much! I swapped shifts and flew over last night," Xu Zhiyun's voice was filled with longing. "Where are you? I'll come right over."

Her unabashed affection moved Ye Fei deeply. "No need. We'll come to you. We'll be there in about an hour. Wait for us at your dorm."

"Okay, hurry up!" Xu Zhiyun agreed sweetly before hanging up. She didn't want to waste a single moment before seeing the man she loved.

Glancing at the time, Ye Fei realized it was only 6 a.m., meaning he and his mother had slept for less than four hours. However, given her strength, even a complete lack of sleep wouldn't have been an issue, and for him, it was even less of a concern.

The sound of Ye Fei's phone call had woken the women as well. Upon learning that someone was waiting at the airport, none of them lingered in bed.

However, as they got up, Liu Yiru, Shui Ying, and Chen Yourong—the three who had enjoyed the most pleasure the previous night—blushed deeply, feeling a wave of awkwardness.

Though they had changed clothes after their intimate moments, the traces of their passion on the bedding were impossible to erase. Moreover, the lingering scent of their activities would be unmistakable to anyone who lifted the covers.