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TDG: Ultimate Villain - Ch 17 Just a typical day and a steamy hot aunt. (R-18)
🕑 Added 2025-04-18 21:48:47 +0000 UTCUpon arriving at the sacred family estate, Shen Fei entered his chambers and locked the door behind him.
Silence filled the dimly lit room.
Without delay, he moved to his bed, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating.
A silvery glow enveloped his body as he absorbed soul force, his breathing steady and controlled.
Though the process was slow for someone of his caliber, it was still faster than any cultivation technique in Glory City.
Time passed.
More than an hour later, Shen Fei remained in the same position, his eyes closed as he continued his cultivation.
But then…
Knock.
Knock.
A soft but insistent knock echoed through the room.
Shen Fei’s eyebrows twitched slightly. His peaceful meditation had been interrupted.
“Come in,” Shen Fei said as he opened his eyes, his voice laced with irritation.
The door creaked open, and a maid stepped inside hesitantly.
She immediately noticed his displeased expression, likely due to his cultivation being interrupted. Swallowing nervously, she stammered, “Y-young master, the patriarch is waiting for you in the dining hall. It’s time for dinner.”
Shen Fei exhaled sharply, his annoyance barely concealed. “Alright,” he said, waving his hand dismissively.
The maid bowed quickly and retreated from the room.
Once she left, he changed into more comfortable attire and made his way toward the dining hall. His steps were unhurried, yet his presence carried an air of confidence.
Upon entering, he saw Shen Hong, Shen Xue, and Shen Yue already seated at the table. Without a word, he pulled out a chair beside Shen Xue and sat down.
Just as he picked up his chopsticks, Shen Hong’s voice cut through the air.
“Did you get the pass for the library?”
Shen Fei met his father’s gaze and gave a slight nod. “Yes, Father. Director Yang Xin personally handed it to me,” he replied, flashing a seemingly sincere smile. Inwardly, he smirked. ‘Well, even an idiotic father has his uses sometimes.’
Shen Hong gave an approving nod. “Good. How is your soul force training progressing?” His voice carried a weight of authority.
Shen Fei leaned back slightly, his expression relaxed. “It’s going well. I’ve already reached the 2-star Silver Rank,” he said with a proud smirk, skillfully masking the lie.
Across the table, Shen Xue raised an eyebrow.
She knew the truth—his cultivation had already advanced to the 4-star Silver Rank as a Demon Spiritualist. Yet, she remained silent, watching him with veiled amusement.
‘Why is he lying?’ she mused, though she had no intention of exposing him. Instead, she scoffed inwardly. ‘Hmph. I’ve already given my body to this bastard. I might as well support him.’
Shen Hong gave a firm nod. “That’s promising. But don’t let your progress make you complacent. Your holidays are ending soon, and you’ll be returning to Holy Orchid Institute. Make sure you’re prepared.”
Shen Fei nodded, feigning respect. “Of course, Father.”
As dinner concluded, Shen Hong was the first to leave the hall, his usual commanding presence trailing behind him.
Shen Fei leaned slightly toward Shen Xue, his voice dropping to a low whisper. “Come to my room tonight. We’ll… finish what we started.” His tone was smooth, laced with unspoken promises.
Shen Xue’s face flushed crimson. She bit her lip, trying to suppress the heat creeping up her neck as her mind wandered to his unspoken fantasies.
Noticing her reaction, Shen Fei smirked with satisfaction. Without another word, he rose from his seat and exited the dining hall, his stride confident as he made his way back to his quarters.
After entering his room, Shen Fei immediately got to work, mixing various poisonous herbs that his lackeys had gathered over the past two days.
Following the poison techniques he had obtained from Shen Hong’s private library, he carefully blended the herbs, drawing upon all the alchemical knowledge he had accumulated.
His mind raced with ideas and formulas, many inspired by the ancient book he had studied in the library of the Alchemist Association.
For two straight hours, he meticulously crafted poisonous potions and pills, refining his techniques with each experiment. His proficiency in poison-making, alchemy, and herbology soared, his talent—"God Rewards Hard Work"—amplifying his progress.
As his skills advanced, more techniques and creative ideas filled his mind, making him increasingly proficient in his craft.
After another half hour, he suddenly sensed Shen Xue leaving her room, her presence moving toward his.
He immediately stopped his experiments, swiftly storing all the scattered herbs and pills into his space ring. With a single sweep of his soul force, he cleansed the entire room, ensuring no trace of his work remained.
Just a moment later, the door to his room was pushed open.
Shen Xue entered in silence, the soft click of the door echoing faintly behind her as she shut it.
A delicate shawl draped over her figure, concealing her form in flowing shadows, yet unable to fully hide the elegance beneath. The dim lighting cast warm glows along her crimson hair, making her presence feel almost ethereal.
Shen Fei sat at the edge of his bed, the flickering light catching the crimson hue of his eyes as they locked onto her. Calm and composed, he watched her every step—slow, measured, each one deliberate, like a dance meant only for his eyes. Her presence didn’t just enter the room; it filled it, thickening the air with an intoxicating heat.
When she reached the foot of the bed, her fingers loosened their hold on the shawl. The sheer fabric slipped from her shoulders, gliding down her body like water and pooling silently at her feet.
She stood revealed in a deep red cheongsam that clung to her like a second skin. The satin shimmered in the soft light, perfectly accentuating the curve of her waist and the swell of her hips.
The plunging V-neckline left little to the imagination, drawing attention to the generous swell of her cleavage. High slits on either side ran dangerously up her thighs, revealing the long, smooth expanse of her legs with every subtle shift in movement.
Shen Fei’s expression darkened—not with anger, but with hunger. His breath slowed, his gaze sharp as he drank in the vision before him.
Noticing the fire behind his eyes, Shen Xue smirked and arched her back, her arms lifting slightly to push her chest forward. The movement was slight but deliberate, causing the fabric to stretch tighter over her curves, highlighting every dip and swell of her body.
She leaned forward, her voice smooth and laced with wicked playfulness.
“How is it?” she whispered, her lips curling into a slow, seductive smile. “Do you like what you see?”
Shen Fei didn’t answer—not with words. He simply tilted his head, eyes trailing down her body with burning desire, then back up to meet her gaze.
She turned around slowly, giving him the full view—the way her waist tapered into her hips, how the cheongsam hugged the swell of her backside like it had been sewn for sin itself.
Then she leaned in close, her lips hovering just beside his ear. He could feel her breath, warm and sweet as it ghosted across his skin.
"I wore this only for you," she whispered. "Will you tear it off for me, nephew?"
A low growl rumbled from Shen Fei’s throat. In one smooth motion, he rose to his feet and scooped her into his arms. Her soft gasp was quickly silenced as he laid her face-down across the bed, her legs still dangling over the edge, her back arched, offering herself up to him.
The sight of her backside perfectly framed in that tight, clinging dress was too much.
"Do you even have to ask?" he said, his voice low and laced with heat. "Of course I love every inch of your slutty body."
"Mmh..." Shen Xue moaned softly as his hands found her curves. He squeezed her ass through the thin fabric, feeling the firmness beneath, drawing a shiver from her.
Smack.
A sharp sound filled the room as his palm landed across her asscheek, the impact making her hips jerk forward.
"Ah—"
Then came the tearing sound—chiiiik—as Shen Fei gripped the cheongsam near her hips and pulled, the satin fabric ripping clean apart beneath his strength. Her bare bottom was now fully revealed to him, framed by the remnants of the ruined dress.
"Much better," he murmured, his eyes blazing.
Shen Xue glanced back at him over her shoulder, a flushed look on her face, her breath trembling.
"Rough tonight, aren't we...?"
"You tempted me," he said simply. "Now take responsibility."
He ran his hands slowly over her soft, fleshy, heart-shaped ass, his fingertips moving in gentle, lingering caresses. His gaze remained fixed on the sight before him—her tender, pink entrance, glistening with desire, calling to him like a forbidden treasure he could never resist. Just above it, her puckered rosebud twitched slightly, as if silently beckoning him to claim it too.
With a low breath, he pulled down his pants, his hardened shaft springing free. Wrapping his hand around it, he guided it toward her glistening slit, letting the head slide along her lower lips in teasing strokes. A soft shiver passed through her body.
He parted her folds with his fingers, revealing the delicate layers within—soft, warm, and breathtakingly beautiful, like the petals of a blooming flower in the moonlight.
‘Such a flower is mine to ruin,’ he thought, a dark gleam flickering in his eyes. Without hesitation, he thrust his hardened dick deep into her warm, welcoming snatch, pushing all the way in until he filled her completely.
"Aaah..."
"Ooh..."
Pah.
Pah.
Their bodies moved in rhythm, each thrust echoing in the room with a wet slap, the raw sound of flesh meeting flesh amplifying the tension between them.
Shen Fei moved his hips with reckless intensity, each motion driving his dick deeper into her trembling pussy. His pounding was relentless, guided by instinct and desire, their bodies locked in a dance of primal passion.
His dual cultivation physique activated naturally, drawing on their joined energies. With every thrust of his dick inside her pussy, their auras intertwined, purifying and amplifying the process. Threads of soulforce shimmered between them, faint but steady, slowly increasing their strength.
Pah.
Pah.
The sound of skin meeting skin echoed through the room like a steady drumbeat—raw, intimate, and powerful.
"Aaah... your body is so damn hot, Aunt" Shen Fei growled, his voice thick with desire as he thrust his hips forward with urgent desperation.
Shen Xui’s soft cries echoed in the dimly lit room, her back arching as Shen Fei's cock slammed deep into her tight, wet pussy. Her walls clenched around him, greedily sucking him in with every thrust, as if refusing to let him go.
Pah
Pah
"You're gripping me so tight..." he muttered through gritted teeth, his hands gripping her waist firmly. One hand slid up along her smooth, glistening skin, fingers splaying over the curve of her lower back as he adjusted his angle, pounding deeper into her.
Shen Xui's moans rose in pitch, her body trembling beneath him, completely lost in the rhythm of their bodies. Sweat glistened on her flawless skin, her crimson hair splayed wildly across the sheets as she surrendered to the moment.
“Aahhh”
Pah
Smack
“Mmhh”
Pah
Pah
With a growl, Shen Fei leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back. He grabbed a fistful of her fiery red hair, wrapping it around his hand and giving it a sharp pull, forcing her head back.
"Aaahhn!" she gasped, her voice laced with pain and pleasure, her neck exposed as she tilted her head back. Her flushed face turned toward him, eyes glazed and lips parted.
He leaned down, biting gently at the curve of her neck before whispering, "You were made for me, slutty Aunty. This body... this moan... everything."
Her response came in a breathless whimper, "Yes, Shen Fei... I'm yours."
Driven by her submission, he drove himself into her even harder, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room—raw, primal, and unrestrained. The room filled with the scent of sex and the soft creaking of the bed beneath them.
“Aaah god”
Pah
Pah
Their cultivation energies began to stir, swirling faintly in the air as their souls intertwined. Shen Fei’s dual cultivation physique automatically activated, enhancing the process with every movement, purifying their soulforce, and deepening their connection.
Their bodies moved as one—raw, electric, and utterly entwined.
"Aaahh..."
Pah. Pah.
Shen Fei's hips slammed against her relentlessly, his cock pounding into her soaked pussy with raw power. Her slick walls clung to him desperately, spasming from her previous orgasms, milking him with every thrust.
His grip on her hair tightened as he drove into her like a man possessed, each slam echoing through the room.
Occasionally, he let go just long enough to deliver a loud slap to her plump ass, each strike leaving a red mark on her flawless skin.
Pah!
“Mmhh”
She whimpered under the assault, her body trembling from overstimulation.
Time blurred as the intense fucking continued. Her pussy, already sensitive from two intense orgasms, throbbed around him.
"Ahh... bitch," he groaned through clenched teeth.
With one final thrust, Shen Fei buried himself to the hilt and roared. Ropes of thick, hot cum surged into her womb, filling her completely. Her pussy twitched violently, sucking in every drop as he continued to pulse inside her.
His cock twitched one last time before he pulled out slowly, letting his cum drip from her stretched pussy, painting her thighs and the sheets beneath.
He didn’t give her time to recover.
He grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over. Shen Xui’s flushed face was a vision of lust—eyes half-lidded, lips parted, her body still trembling in the afterglow.
With a grin, he reached for the cheongsam clinging to her heaving chest. His fingers dug in, and with a sharp tear, the silk fabric gave way, revealing her magnificent breasts. They bounced free—full, round, and perfect—each tipped with a rosy red nipple, already hard from the stimulation.
Shen Fei climbed over her, his still-hard cock standing proud, coated in their mixed fluids. He pressed it between her soft, pillowy breasts.
He grabbed both mounds roughly, squeezing and molding them in his hands as he pushed them together around his cock.
"Fuck... these tits," he growled.
He began to thrust, his dick sliding between the heavenly softness, the sensation maddening. The slickness from their juices only made the pressure more intense, his shaft gliding in and out as her marshmallow-like breasts enveloped him.
Shen Xui moaned under him, her hands resting on his thighs, her eyes dazed with lust.
He picked up the pace, watching his cock disappear into her cleavage with every thrust, using her breasts like they were made solely for his pleasure.
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