SSS-Class MILFs And Their Yandere Daughters, I Want Them All!-Chapter 339: Speak Your Mind

Fauna froze mid-stroke, before she looked up at Mika, eyes wide and hesitant.

"M-Mika...Do you really have to say it like that?" She whispered. "Your tone...it feels so strange. And is it really necessary for me to...describe anything?"

Mika tilted his head, expression turning into something almost reluctant.

"Actually...yes." He admitted quietly. "It’s necessary."

He sighed, as though confessing something slightly embarrassing.

"The truth is I’m not the type of person who gets hard just because someone starts jacking me off or even if they’re licking it."

"Physical stimulation alone isn’t always enough."

"So, if I want to finish faster...if I want this to work efficiently...I need the words. Dirty talk. Something to turn me on mentally."

He met her gaze steadily.

"And especially with you...with my mother...the fact that you’re family makes it harder for me. It’s...a little in the way."

"So I need the talk. I need to hear you say things that help me forget that part. That make it feel...different. So I can let go."

Fauna swallowed hard. Her heart pounded.

"If...if that’s really what you need..." She whispered.

She looked down again, fingers resuming their slow glide.

"I guess...it’s really hard, Mika." She said softly, voice trembling. "So hard. That’s...That’s the main thought going through my mind right now. How incredibly hard it is...while I stroke it...up and down..."

Mika’s lips curved.

"That’s all?" He teased gently. "That’s all you have to say? Nothing else?"

Fauna hesitated.

"I...I do have thoughts. A lot of them. In fact...too many. They’re all rushing through my head right now."

She bit her lip.

"But they’re...embarrassing. Shameful. Some of them are...bizarre. Wrong. I’m scared to say them out loud."

Mika’s voice softened—warm, encouraging.

"It’s okay, Fauna. You can tell me anything. This is a safe place. Just you and me. No one else."

He leaned down to meet her hesitant gaze and said encouragingly,

"I’m not going to judge you. Not for anything you’re feeling. Not for anything you’re doing. And if I tease you...it’s only to make it feel better. To lighten the mood."

"So go ahead. Speak your thoughts. It’s better to let them out than keep them trapped inside. Better for both of us."

Fauna looked up at him, hesitant, vulnerable.

But the confidence in his eyes, the gentle trust...it made her feel safe.

She took a shaky breath.

"The first thought that keeps coming back..." She whispered. "...is honestly silly."

"I keep wondering how you can even carry something like this in your underwear every day. How it doesn’t just...bulge out constantly."

"How your underwear can even contain something...this big...this thick...all the time."

Mika chuckled softly.

He reached down—gently guiding her free hand up toward the swollen, glistening tip.

"Feel that." He murmured. "Right there. The head."

Fauna’s fingers brushed the flared crown—hot, slick, wide.

She gasped softly.

Then, without needing prompting, she brought both hands up—wrapping them around the upper shaft, massaging the sensitive head.

"Placement." He murmured, as he felt her hands curiously rub the head. "It’s all about placement, Fauna. You have to tuck it in just right like packing a suitcase."

"Everything fits if you arrange it properly."

Fauna’s fingers curled around the head—massaging gently, exploring the flared ridge.

"And when you get...fully hard?" She asked, voice small.

"Sometimes it’s easy to hide." He said. "When it’s not completely rigid, I can angle it downward, keep it discreet. But when it’s like this—full, throbbing—there’s a trick."

"I push it all the way up. Let it point straight toward my stomach. The tip might peek out over the waistband, but as long as no one’s touching my abs...no one notices."

He smiled down at her.

"It’s actually comfortable sometimes like letting a big dog stick its head out the car window and gives it some air to breath."

Fauna’s other hand joined the first, both now working the shaft in slow strokes while her thumbs played over the sensitive head.

A bead of clear fluid welled at the slit.

She stared at it, fascinated.

"This...this isn’t your semen yet, right?" She whispered.

Mika smiled.

"Of course not. You’re a doctor—you should know. This is just precum. And it means you’re doing a really good job. The process is starting perfectly. Keep going—just like that."

The encouragement lit a spark inside her.

Her strokes grew a little faster—more confident.

Then another thought slipped out.

"Just...one more thing." She murmured, voice trembling.

"I...I was thinking...about how it must feel...when you put it inside a woman. It must hurt at first. It’s so big. So thick. I’ve heard women cry sometimes...even begging for it to slow down."

She glanced up at him, cheeks burning.

"And to be honest, ever since I found out you and Cecilia have been...intimate...I’ve thought about it."

"Cecilia’s so slender. I’ve seen her naked when we changed clothes together. I know she’s...not big down there. Quite small, actually. Your penis must feel...enormous inside her."

Mika’s hands slid up—gently cupping her breasts through her blouse, thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples.

Fauna shivered, but didn’t pull away.

"To be honest." He murmured, voice husky. "Size doesn’t matter as much as you think. Big, small, tight, loose—it all feels tight to me because of my own thickness."

"But yes...Cecilia was tight. Really tight."

"She must be doing some kegal exercises , her pussy gripped me like a vice. Constricted around me so hard I almost came the first time I pushed in."

Fauna watched him in awe,her hands never stopping as Mika leaned closer.

"But it was okay." He continued. "I made her really wet first. Fingered her...licked her...until she was dripping. Then it slid right in. Perfectly."

He paused, then leaned down to her ear.

"Say, do you want to hear a secret?" He murmured.

Fauna nodded, to which Mika leaned down as his lips brushed the shell of her ear.

"The truth is...when my cock gets close to a woman’s pussy...it’s like her body knows."

"The entrance—the tight little ring that’s usually closed starts to flutter. Opens up on its own. Almost like it can feel me."

"The heat of my tip alone is enough to make it welcome me in. You can feel the walls soften...part...invite me."

Fauna’s breath hitched.

"It really does that?" She whispered.

Mika nodded against her ear.

"Every woman I’ve been with. Every single one. Their bodies just...surrender. Open up. Because they know instinctively if they don’t, it’ll hurt. But when I’m there...it’s safe."

"So they let me in. All the way."

Fauna felt a rush of horror and fascination.

Her son possessed something so powerful that women’s bodies instinctively submitted to it.

Opened for it.

Welcomed it.

She shivered.

Then, almost against her will she turned her head slightly, lips near his ear.

"This is...just hypothetical." She whispered, voice trembling. "But...what about me? If your penis...if it were near my vagina...would my body react the same way?"

"Would it...open up for you too?"

Mika’s arms tightened around her.

"I don’t know." He murmured, voice dark and intimate. "But maybe later...we can find out."

Fauna’s entire body flushed scarlet. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Before she could respond, Mika’s mouth descended—kissing the sensitive skin behind her ear, then licking her earlobe.

Fauna whimpered in a soft and helpless manner.

"M-Mika...No...that’s ticklish..."

But he only held her tighter.

His tongue traced the curve of her ear, all the while, her hands never stopped.

She stroked him harder, faster—lost in the rhythm, in the heat, in the forbidden intimacy of it all.

The cycle had begun.

And neither of them, mother nor son would ever be the same again.