Shameless Immortal: Emperor of Ten Thousand Beauties

Chapter 269: Chapter 269: Learn From Your Mother [R18]

"Y-Yes, Master..." Shuying whispered, her voice completely broken.

Without needing another command, she took a trembling step forward across the cold floorboards, her slitted black robe sliding down her body completely to reveal her bare, fluid-glistening form as she approached the edge of the bed to join her daughter in absolute ruin.

Shen Yu felt the dual waves of raw, opportunistic Yin energy swirling within the chamber reach an absolute boiling point.

Wanru’s tight, virgin walls were spasming in a continuous, desperate rhythm around his length, completely overwhelmed by the crushing depth of his strokes, while Shuying knelt trembling at the edge of the mattress, her eyes completely wide with submission.

The pressure within his lower core peaked.

With a final, explosive surge of his hips, he buried his entire length to the absolute root inside the young girl, pinning her down.

"Ahhhhh— Master!" Wanru shrieked, her head snapping back as a massive, scalding torrent of his essence erupted deep inside her sanctuary.

The sheer volume of the load filled her to the absolute brim, causing her internal muscles to lock up completely around him as she rode the waves of an intense, shattering climax.

Shen Yu remained perfectly still for a long moment, thoroughly absorbing the pure, unrefined Yin energy flooding into his expanded foundation, stabilizing his Qi.

Once the pulsing release subsided, he slowly pulled his monstrous length out of her wet, ruined folds.

A thick mix of his essence and her maiden blood slowly leaked onto the dark sheets, marking the absolute destruction of her purity.

Wanru collapsed limply against the mattress, her chest heaving violently, completely spent and dazed.

Before the air could even clear, Shen Yu turned his attention to the older woman.

Without a single word, his large hand shot out, wrapping firmly around Shuying’s slender wrist.

With a brutal, unyielding tug, he dragged her bare, trembling body directly into the center of the grand bed, tossing her onto her back.

Shuying let out a sharp gasp, her scandalous black silk robe falling completely away as her thick, creamy thighs parted automatically on the silk sheets, her entire posture radiating absolute readiness.

Shen Yu shifted his weight, positioning his rigid, glistening length directly above her wet, aching core.

Before plunging down, he cast a cold, commanding glance backward at the dazed young girl lying at the edge of the mattress.

"Look closely, Wanru," Shen Yu commanded, his rich, natural voice echoing with absolute authority through the quiet pavilion.

"Open your eyes and see exactly how a real woman takes a man. Learn from your mother."

Wanru, her mind still thoroughly hazy from her own ruin, forced her eyes open and looked toward the center of the bed.

With a ruthless, heavy thrust of his hips, Shen Yu buried himself completely inside Shuying’s mature, hyper-pliable depths in a single, resounding crash.

SLAP!

"Ahhhhhhh! Master!"

Shuying screamed out loud, her back instantly arching off the mattress as her seasoned walls eagerly clamped around his monstrous girth, her hands clawing desperately at his broad shoulders.

Unlike her daughter’s initial panic, Shuying’s body instinctively rolled with the brutal impact, her hips twitching upward to take every single inch of his penetration, completely enslaved to the familiar, crushing weight.

Shen Yu immediately set a ferocious, heavy pace, his large hands anchoring firmly on Shuying’s narrow waist to drive himself deep into her core.

The resounding slaps of their colliding flesh filled the chamber, a primal soundtrack of absolute subjugation.

Wanru watched the scene unfold with wide, completely captivated eyes.

Seeing the proud, authoritative Matriarch of the Cao Clan completely abandoned to her base desires, weeping and begging beneath the young cultivator, completely shattered the last remnants of her worldview.

The psychological degradation turned into a potent, toxic fuel between her own thighs, her wet folds weeping a fresh trail of fluid onto the sheets as she submissively memorized the shameless, rhythmic movements of her mother’s body.

The relentless, heavy pacing continued for what felt like an eternity, the sound of flesh colliding in a rhythmic cadence echoing beautifully through the quiet pavilion.

Shen Yu drove into Shuying with absolute, unforgiving dominance, his large hands shifting from her waist up to her throat, pinning her down as her mature walls aggressively squeezed his length.

"Look at him, Wanru... ahnn... look at how Master fucks!" Shuying cried out, her voice entirely broken, completely abandoning her maternal dignity to instruct her daughter in the ways of absolute submission.

Wanru dragged her spent, trembling body closer to the center of the mattress, her wide eyes glued to the sight of her mother’s hips rolling and twitching to absorb every ounce of his massive girth.

The raw, psychological weight of the spectacle acted as a direct catalyst to her own desires; her lower core throbbed violently, leaking a fresh trail of fluid onto the silk.

Shen Yu’s golden pupils flared with a dark, predatory light.

Sensing the final peak of Shuying’s frantic energy blending with the ambient Yin aura of the room, he tightened his grip on her throat and delivered three final, devastating thrusts that buried him to the absolute root.

With a low, rumbling growl, his core erupted for the second time.

A thick, scalding torrent of essence flooded Shuying’s deep sanctuary, filling her completely.Shuying’s eyes rolled back as a massive, violent climax shattered her composure, her body convulsing wildly around him as she took the entirety of his heavy release.

But the night was far from over.

For a Golden Paragon with a newly expanded foundation and the raw vitality of a master cultivator, two completions were merely the preface.

As the initial waves of his release settled, Shen Yu did not pull out to rest.

Instead, his length remained completely rigid and burning with a fierce, unyielding heat inside Shuying’s twitching walls.

He cast a commanding, wicked glance down at the trembling Wanru, who was resting her flushed face against his thigh.

"The lesson is over, little girl," Shen Yu purred, his deep voice carrying a terrifying, carnal weight that promised absolute ruin.

"Now, it’s time for the practice."

Without a shred of mercy, he pulled himself free from Shuying’s slick, ruined core and grabbed Wanru by her hair, pulling her directly under him while reaching back to drag Shuying into a submissive posture right beside her.

Throughout the long, dark hours of the night, the private pavilion became a scene of absolute, unadulterated depravity.

Shen Yu alternated between mother and daughter, breaking down the last remnants of their pride until they were nothing more than wanton, submissive creatures, begging for his touch.

Shuying’s mature, seasoned endurance and Wanru’s tight, hyper-sensitive virgin depths were used in tandem to refine his Qi.

The resounding slaps of flesh, the breathless, overlapping screams of pleasure, and the heavy musk of absolute subjugation filled every corner of the room until the morning light began to break through the horizon, leaving both women completely broken, thoroughly claimed, and permanently branded as his personal property.