SSS-Class MILFs And Their Yandere Daughters, I Want Them All!

Chapter 665: It’s My Turn To Protect You

“Fauna—!” His voice cracked, raw and desperate.

His hands shot up from her hips and clamped onto her breasts, squeezing the milk-swollen flesh so hard that a thin stream of white leaked between his fingers.

“Mikaaaa!♡~” She cried out, a sound caught between pain and pleasure, and he felt her pussy spasm around him in response.

“I’m coming.” He gasped, the words tumbling out in a broken rush. “Fauna, I’m coming, I’m—I’m going to come inside my mother’s pussy—”

The confession ripped out of him like a prayer and beneath him, Fauna’s body arched like a bowstring.

She had been holding back too, clenching around him, fighting her own release for the same reason he’d been fighting his.

But she couldn’t hold on anymore either.

“Me too!” She sobbed, her voice half-laugh, half-cry, a sound so raw and broken it made his chest ache. “Mika, me too!♡~ I’m going to come!♡~ I’m going to come from getting fucked by my own son!♡~ “

She said it with a tear-streaked, utterly radiant smile like the joy was spilling out of her eyes because her body couldn’t hold it all.

And underneath that joy, he could see the shame—the taboo of what they were doing, the wrongness of it, the knowledge that she was crossing a line that could never be uncrossed.

But she didn’t care. She was happy. She was his!

“I-I’m coming—! I’m coming! Godammit I’m coming—!”

His hips slammed against her ass, and he erupted.

“Plop!♡~ Thwap!♡~ Slosh!♡~ Glug!♡~”

His cock pulsed violently inside her, and rope after rope of thick, hot semen flooded her depths.

“Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~”

It was more than he’d ever produced in his life—thicker, heavier, almost impossibly abundant, as if his body had been saving up for this exact moment for years.

It burst into her tiny channel, filling her womb to bursting, overflowing the tight confines of her pussy until it had nowhere to go but out.

And Fauna screamed.

“I’m coming—I’m coming—I’m coming!♡~”

Her voice broke on the third repetition, dissolving into a sob as her own climax crashed over her.

“Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~”

He felt her inner walls convulsing around his cock, milking him for every drop and eventually the gush of fluid as she squirted, a massive rush of wetness that soaked the sheets beneath them.

Her body shook and shuddered, her thighs trembling, her back arching, and through it all she kept crying out his name.

“Mika—Mika—my baby boy—! He’s filling me up—he’s actually filling me up—!”

She laughed as she said it, a wet, broken, hysterical laugh, and then she collapsed.

Her face hit the mattress, her body going limp, and he followed her down, still buried inside her and spurting the last weak pulses of his release.

“Ah…Ahhh…Ahhh…”

“Haaah…Haaah…Ahhhh”

They lay there together, panting, sweating, their bodies tangled in a heap of limbs and sheets and the unmistakable scent of sex.

Tears streamed down Fauna’s cheeks. She didn’t know where they came from—the happiness, the taboo, the sheer overwhelming relief of finally being filled in every way she’d been empty for so long.

Her face was pressed into the mattress, her cheek against the damp fabric, and in that position her eyes happened to drift sideways.

And she saw Anya.

Her daughter was still there. Still watching. Her expression unreadable. But her eyes fixed on the scene of her mother with her son’s cock still buried inside her and his semen leaking down her thighs.

Guilt hit Fauna like a freight truck.

‘What have I done?!’

She had stolen him! She had taken the man her daughter loved and claimed him for herself, right in front of her, without a single thought for Anya’s feelings!

“I—Anya—” Her voice cracked, barely audible. “I’m sorry—I didn’t—”

But before she could finish, Anya moved.

She scooted across the bed, close enough that Fauna could feel the warmth of her body, and her hand landed on Fauna’s head, fingers threading gently through her sweat-dampened hair.

And then she began to pat her.

Slow, rhythmic strokes, like she was soothing a frightened animal.

“It’s all right, Mother.” Anya’s voice was soft, carrying none of the anger or hurt that Fauna had expected. “It’s all right now. You don’t have to say anything to me.”

Fauna stared at her, uncomprehending. “But I—I took him from you—I—”

Anya let out a small giggle tinged with disbelief, like she couldn’t quite believe the absurdity of the situation either.

“Honestly? I’m still in shock about what’s going on.”

She shook her head slowly, her fingers still stroking Fauna’s hair.

“Mika told me he was planning something. He said if I wanted him, I had to participate and be willing to watch this scene play out with my own mother, and then stay silent. Not say a single word.”

Fauna’s breath caught. “He…He made you do this?”

“Made me?” Anya’s lips curved into a wry smile. “No. He gave me a choice. And I chose. I chose to be here, Mother. I chose to watch.” S

he paused, her eyes drifting to where Mika’s cock was still lodged inside Fauna, then back up to her mother’s face.

“But I have to admit…I didn’t expect it to end like this.”

It was the truth. Mika had approached her with a proposition: if she wanted his dick, she had to show off such a scene to her own mother, and afterward remain silent without saying anything at all.

A test of loyalty, he’d called it. A way to prove she was willing to share.

But who would have thought it would end with Mika actually piercing his own mother, pushing his cock into her as well?

Fauna’s tears came faster. “Then why aren’t you angry? Why aren’t you—”

“Because I heard you.”

She looked at her mother’s tear-stained face and the utter vulnerability there.

“I heard you. Every word. I saw your body…how it quivered for him. How desperate you were.” Anya’s voice softened further. “I know human desperation, Mother. I’ve studied it, elicited it, broken people with it.”

“And what I saw in you wasn’t lust. It was loneliness. A deep, aching loneliness that had been festering for years, waiting for someone to see it.”

“And Mika he…he saw it.”

Anya’s hand moved from Fauna’s head to cup her cheek, wiping away a tear with her thumb.

“So, how could I be angry? How could I be ashamed of you? You finally found something that makes you feel whole.”

“After everything you’ve given, everything you’ve sacrificed…you finally took something for yourself. Something forbidden and beautiful.”

She leaned forward, her eyes earnest.

“So no matter what happens from now on, no matter what the world says or what our family might think…I’ll be right here. Supporting you. Protecting you.”

She smiled, a genuine, warm smile. “From the moment I was born, you’ve been my shield, my comfort, my everything. This time, let me be yours.”

Fauna broke.

“Anya—! Anya, my baby girl—! I love you so much—!”

She reached for her daughter, pulling her close, and Anya went willingly, wrapping her arms around her mother’s trembling body.

They held each other, mother and daughter, their tears mingling, their hearts beating in sync. It was strange, this moment.

But to them, it was everything.

—

Behind them, Mika was still trying to remember how to breathe.

His body was paralyzed, the aftershocks of his orgasm still rippling through him like aftershocks of an earthquake.

He’d never come that hard in his life. He’d never felt that much.

For a long moment, he simply lay there, staring at the ceiling, his mind blank and his limbs heavy.

Then, slowly, he moved.

“Mmm!♡~ Mika!♡~”

He spread Fauna’s ass cheeks apart, exposing the place where their bodies were still joined. Her asshole twitched, still sensitive from the intensity of her climax, and he watched it flutter with a kind of dazed fascination.

But his eyes were drawn lower, to the place where his cock was still buried inside her, her puffy little pussy lips stretched around his girth, gripping him like she never wanted to let go.

He watched for a long moment. Then, slowly, he began to pull out.

Squelch!

The sensation was exquisite. He felt every inch of her inner walls drag against his cock as he withdrew.

More of his semen leaked out as he moved, a thick, creamy stream that trickled down her thighs. And when he reached the tip, he felt a strange sort of resistance. Like her pussy was telling him, You don’t have to leave. Stay. Stay inside me forever.

He pulled harder.

Pop!

There was a wet, obscene pop like a cork being pulled from a bottle and his cock slipped free.

Glug! Glug! Glug!

Immediately, a flood of semen gushed out of her, thick and white and abundant, spilling down her thighs and onto the already-soaked sheets.

But then, instinctively, Fauna clenched.

Her pussy tightened and most of the semen that had been about to escape was trapped inside her again.

She was keeping it. Hoarding it. Like it was hers and hers alone, and she wasn’t willing to share it with anyone—not the sheets, not the air, not the world.

But Mika didn’t care what she did with his semen.

Instead, he settled back onto the bed, panting, not from exertion but from the sheer overwhelming reality of what had just happened.

‘I did it.’

The thought echoed through his mind like a bell.

‘I actually did it! I actually went all the way with Fauna. The thing I’ve been dreaming about for years—the thing I thought would never happen—I actually did it!’

But more than the physical act. More than the taboo thrill of burying his cock inside his mother…

‘I made her admit she loves me.’

Tears pricked at his eyes. He blinked rapidly, trying to clear them, but more came. He wiped at his face with the back of his hand, but it was useless.

‘Fuck. I can’t be crying over something like this.’

But he couldn’t help it. This was the thing he’d been dreaming about for years.

The reason he’d pushed himself away from the family and now he had her.

Not just her body, but her heart. Her confession. Her love. And somehow, impossibly, her daughter’s acceptance too!

He hadn’t broken the family. He’d expanded it. Made it something new. Something strange and taboo and beautiful.

Finally, he managed to wipe his tears away, a big grin spreading across his face.

Two down now. The third was basically waiting for him. Which meant two more were left.

When he thought of the Maiden of the War, he already had a strategy just for her. Unlike the other three, the approach he needed to use on her was completely different. Much more straightforward.

He was already excited, pumped up just thinking about her.

And then there was the Maiden of Fate.

‘She’s probably looking at this scene right now, gritting her teeth.’

He immediately looked around the room, but there was no one watching.

Still, he definitely knew she was watching. Probably seething.

He chuckled to himself. ‘She was going to be the trickiest to deal with.’

But that also meant the more fun it would be to take her down. Just thinking about dominating that strong-handed woman who had been watching this from the very beginning was so exhilarating that his cock became even harder than it already was.

Then he frowned.

He noticed something strange. Fauna’s pussy was leaking a thin stream of blood along with the semen.

Red mixed with white, creating a pinkish trail down her thigh.

‘Blood?’

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