SSS-Class MILFs And Their Yandere Daughters, I Want Them All!-Chapter 345: It’s Simply Training, Nothing Else!

Mika chuckled—deep, rich, and entirely unashamed.

"I do stuff like this with Anya." He confirmed. "And much deeper stuff. Much more erotic stuff. Things you can’t even imagine."

Fauna’s nipples instantly strained against the thin fabric of her dress. She swallowed hard.

"So...does that mean she’s also...sucking your penis as well?"

Mika nodded once.

Hearing that, something hot and unexpected flared in Fauna’s chest—jealousy, sharp and childish.

She had always put Anya first.

Always made sure her daughter got the best, the first, everything, never caring about herself.

But now, knowing Anya had already been doing these intimate, forbidden things with Mika before she had...it stung.

She couldn’t help herself.

She reached out, fingers curling tightly around his thigh.

"When it comes to sucking your penis..."

She asked, voice low and edged with something dangerous.

"Who does it better? Me...or Anya?"

Mika hesitated for half a second. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Then he answered honestly.

"Of course it’s Anya." He said. "She’s a practiced guru when it comes to this. She’s done it so many times that she’s basically a professional."

"It’s nothing compared to the amateur performance you put on earlier."

Hearing this mocking statement, Fauna’s eyes narrowed.

Irritation flared hot and bright to the extent she reached up and pinched his cheek.

"Ow—hey! Fauna, what was that for?"

She huffed, proud and frustrated all at once.

"There’s no need to speak of Anya like that!" She snapped. "I just started doing this! And even if I do it more and more, I can get better!"

"That doesn’t mean Anya is always going to be better than me forever. I can improve. I will improve."

Mika’s lips twitched, clearly enjoying her reaction.

"I don’t know about that." He teased. "Anya’s really good. She knows a lot of different techniques—"

Fauna cut him off, indignant.

"I can learn techniques too! I’m a damn doctor, Mika! I’ve studied the human body for years!"

"If you think I can’t master something as ’simple’ as sucking your cock better than my own daughter, then you’re underestimating me."

She leaned closer, eyes blazing with determination.

"I can definitely learn more techniques. And I will suck your cock better than Anya. Just watch."

Mika watched the storm of emotions flicker across Fauna’s face—jealousy, determination, embarrassment, hunger and realized with crystal clarity that he had her exactly where he wanted her.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, as he leaned in just a fraction, voice dropping to something soft, teasing, and dangerously intimate.

"With the way you’re saying things, Fauna..."

He began, letting the words hang for a heartbeat.

"...it seems like you want to suck my penis even after all of this is over."

Fauna’s breath hitched. Her eyes shimmered, pupils dilating as the words landed like a slap.

Mika didn’t give her time to recover.

"It seems like you want to practice over and over again on my cock until you get better than Anya."

"And that means a lot more sucking, you know?"

"Because Anya...she’s put in the hours. A lot of hours. She didn’t get that good overnight."

He paused, letting the implication sink in.

"So is that what you’re saying? That even after everything—the extract, the transfer, the danger—is finished...you still want to keep sucking my cock?"

"Again and again until you’re as good as your daughter?"

Fauna froze.

The question wasn’t playful anymore.

It wasn’t teasing banter.

This was serious.

Confirmation.

A door being held open, waiting for her to step through.

And the truth—the humiliating, scorching truth—was that yes.

Yes, she did.

She wanted it more.

She wanted to feel that thick, pulsing heat fill her mouth again.

She wanted the weight of him on her tongue, the salty flood at the back of her throat, the way her jaw ached and her lips stretched.

She wanted the taste of him branded so deeply into her senses that she’d never forget it.

She’d seen addiction before—patients shaking in withdrawal, eyes hollow with craving, bodies betraying them long after the rational mind screamed to stop.

She’d always observed it with clinical detachment.

Sympathy, yes. But never understanding.

Until now.

This craving was alive inside her.

It clawed at her chest, tugged at her core, made her mouth water even as she sat there trying to look composed.

She knew, with bone-deep certainty, that once this was finished, she wouldn’t be able to walk away.

She’d need it again.

Need him again.

Need to taste ’Mimi’ from time to time, to feel that forbidden rush.

But she couldn’t just say it.

To admit it outright—to confess that she wanted to keep sucking her son’s cock long after the medical necessity was gone would be crossing into a new, darker level of taboo.

Playful talk was one thing.

Heated words in the moment were forgivable.

But this...this was intentional. Future-tense desire.

And because of the dilemma she was in now, her heart hammered. Her palms were slick.

She opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again.

Mika waited, patient, amused, watching every flicker of emotion cross her face.

Finally, something shifted.

Fauna straightened her spine. Lifted her chin. A righteous, almost noble expression settled over her features like a doctor about to deliver a solemn diagnosis.

"Of course, Mika." She said firmly. "Of course I will."

Mika blinked. Caught completely off guard by the sudden confidence.

She pressed on, voice steady.

"I most definitely will suck your penis in the future. Not because I want to, of course."

She added quickly, cheeks flaming even as she tried to sound prim.

"But because it’s absolutely necessary. Protocol."

Mika’s brows shot up. "Protocol?"

"Exactly." She nodded once, decisive. "In the future, I’m pretty sure we’ll have to run these tests again. And just because one rare mishap happened doesn’t mean it won’t happen again."

"There’s always a chance something like this could happen again. And when it does, I need to be prepared."

"I can’t be all flustered and shameful like I was today."

"If I need to suck your penis to extract and transfer the substance, then I need to do it immediately. Efficiently. Professionally."

She folded her arms under her breasts, pushing them up unconsciously as she continued her lecture.

"So that’s why we need training. A lot of training. Even after this is done, I’ll have to practice on your...on Mimi from time to time."

"Proper, scheduled training sessions. To increase my skills. That way, next time if there is a next time the process will be much faster. Safer. No risk to your life."

She finished with a small, proud nod, looking every bit the dutiful physician.

Mika stared at her for a long moment.

Then the corner of his mouth twitched.

He had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing outright at how adorably transparent the excuse was.

But he played along perfectly.

"Fine, fine, fine." He said, raising both hands in surrender. "You truly are a doctor through and through. Thinking about the future, patient safety, protocol...even in a situation like this."

Fauna’s chest puffed out further. She beamed, proud as a peacock, completely oblivious to how transparently her son was indulging her little fantasy.

Mika then glanced down at his still-raging erection, then back up at her with a evil smile.

"Well, anyway..." He drawled. "Your wish is about to come true. You’re going to have a lot more ’training’ right now."

Fauna’s ears practically perked.

He leaned back against the headboard, spreading his thighs a little wider, putting himself fully on display.

"The prescription said the process has to be repeated." He explained. "Again and again and again. Multiple cycles. Basically one blowjob won’t be enough and you’re going to have to drink a lot more of my semen."

"Over and over. Until everything is flushed out. Until the substance is completely neutralized."

He tilted his head, eyes glinting.

"So go ahead, Fauna. Start your training. Take your son’s semen into your mouth again...and again...and again."

"Improve your skills. Not only as a doctor..." His voice dropped lower, darker. "...but as a woman as well."

Fauna gulped audibly.

For one heartbeat, hesitation flickered across her face.

Then it was gone.

She didn’t speak. Didn’t make excuses.

She simply leaned forward, wrapped both hands around the base of his cock, opened her mouth wide and took him in.

Deeper than before.

More determined.

"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"

This time there was no shy exploration, no gentle licks.

She sucked him like she had something to prove.

Like she needed to prove it—to herself, to him, to the phantom image of her daughter.

"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"

Her cheeks hollowed. Her tongue swirled. She bobbed her head with focused intensity, eyes half-lidded, moans vibrating around his shaft.

Meanwhile, Mika leaned back further, hands behind his head, simply watching.

Watching his mother slowly, willingly, beautifully sink deeper into corruption.

She didn’t see it yet—the way her hips shifted restlessly, the way her thighs pressed together, the way her nipples strained visibly against her dress.

She didn’t realize how far she’d already fallen.

And she had no idea that soon—very soon—her daughter would be drawn into this too.

But Mika did.

He had plans for that.

Beautiful, filthy, inevitable plans.

And for now...he simply let Fauna train.

Train with her son’s cock in her mouth.