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

Chapter 208: He’s Too Good Of A Kisser!

Yelena’s body burned hotter with every passing second, sweat beading on her skin, her nightgown clinging to her curves as Mika’s lips devoured hers.

Her pussy throbbed, soaked through, the taboo of being so aroused in front of Charlotte making her head spin. She was supposed to resist, to fight this spell-driven passion, but her tongue danced eagerly with his, savoring every swirl, every pull of his lips.

But still, she couldn’t handle the fact that she was getting turned on right in front of her daughter, while being aggressively kissed and turned on by her son; it was simply too taboo.

So, she quickly asked Charlotte again, the sword-voice vibrating with urgency.

”Charlotte, you still haven’t told me when exactly this kissing thing will get over, and when exactly he will calm down once again!”

Charlotte blinked, caught off guard, her hands fidgeting as she said, ”Honestly, Mama..I don’t even know. This part of the love-binding spell...it’s unpredictable. It could be a few minutes, maybe an hour. I have no clue!” She shrugged helplessly, her voice tinged with worry.

”An hour?!” Yelena’s eyes widened, her swords humming sharply. ”I won’t survive an hour of this!” She glared at Mika, his tongue still teasing her lips between words. ”He’s sucking my mouth like he’s trying to drain me dry! If this goes on that long, I’ll be an emaciated husk!”

Her voice was half-exasperated, half-playful, though her body betrayed her with another rush of wetness and in response, Charlotte shook her head vigorously, her face scrunching in disgust.

”Please, Mama, please! I get that you’re struggling, but don’t give me those details! I don’t want to hear about you swapping saliva with the boy I love, especially when he’s your son! It’s too weird!”

She then looked at her mother with a pitiful gaze.

”Bear with it for a moment, Mama. It will all be over soon, and we can all figure this out. Until then, just sit tight! I’ll be right by your side for support.”

Yelena calmed down slightly, grateful that her own daughter was willing to stay by her side even in this moment of extreme transgression.

But Mika, on the other hand, was absolutely elated by Charlotte’s revelation.

He himself thought the effect would only last a couple of minutes, after which he was planning to stop the act.

But hearing Charlotte say it could last an hour, he decided there was no need to stop. He could thoroughly take his time and enjoy her lips and mouth before letting go.

And to take it even further, suddenly, Mika grabbed onto Yelena’s butt and lifted her up, pulling her entirely off the wall.

Yelena top finally managed to wrench her mouth free of his, gasping for breath before quickly saying,

”Mika, have you finally come to...awake? Have you finally regained consciousness? I’m so glad you could—”

Her words cut off as Mika spun her around, carrying her to the bed in a fluid motion.

Before she could react, he dropped them both onto the mattress, Yelena landing beneath him, her back sinking into the sheets. Mika loomed over her, his eyes locked on hers—and his lips crashed back onto her mouth with renewed fervor.

”Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~”

The kiss was deeper, hungrier, his tongue plunging into her mouth as his body pinned her completely.

Yelena’s muffled yelp vibrated against his lips, her hands pushing weakly at his chest. Before, she’d had some freedom to move, to resist against the wall. N

But now, Mika’s full weight trapped her, his muscular frame caging her in, his arms bracing on either side of her head. She was helpless, her body engulfed by his heat, her pussy clenching as his tongue dominated hers. The bed creaked under them, the scene impossibly intimate.

Meanwhile, Charlotte let out a squeak of disbelief, rushing to the bedside.

”Mama! What are you doing?! Why are you kissing Mika on the bed now?!” Her voice was shrill, her hands flailing. ”Watching you kiss him against the wall was already too much, but now you’re rolling around together?! What the hell is going on?!”

”How would I know, Charlotte?!” Yelena’s swords vibrated furiously, her voice indignant despite the way Mika’s lips sucked at hers. ”I didn’t ask for this! He just picked me up and threw me onto the bed! I’m as much a victim as you think you are!”

Her tone was exasperated, though her hips shifted slightly under Mika’s weight, betraying her enjoyment.

”Ughh...I know it’s Mika doing this, Mama, but seeing you like this is driving me insane!”

Charlotte groaned, slapping her forehead before going on to complain.

”I mean, I’m supposed to be the one in his arms, the one he’s kissing like that! It was my spell—my chance to be embraced by him! But somehow, it’s you, my own mother, wrapped up with him instead!”

Her voice cracked, her eyes glistening with frustration.

”It’s so weird, so awkward, and so unfair! If I wasn’t immune to my own abilities, I’d be the one under him right now! I’m so upset it turned out like this!”

She then narrowed her eyes at Yelena, her tone sharpening.

”And don’t think I’d let anyone else steal this moment from me! If some random girl took Mika like this, I’d drag her off him and teach her a lesson!

”Oh really, Charlotte?” Yelena’s sword-voice challenged. ”And does that mean that you’re going to try something against me right now? Does that mean you’re going to do something against your own mother?”

The moment she said this, Charlotte immediately looked pitiful, on the verge of tears.

”Of course not, Mama, of course not!” She insisted. ”There’s no way I could raise a hand against you!”

Her voice trembled, her hands clenching into fists.

”If it was anyone else, my sisters, my aunties, some stranger—I’d rip them away from Mika, no questions asked! I’d fight tooth and nail!...But it’s you.”

”You’re the one person I can’t touch, can’t fight. That’s why it’s so frustrating! I’m just standing here, watching you kiss him, and I can’t do anything! It makes me want to cry!”

Yelena’s swords softened, her heart aching for her daughter even as Mika’s tongue sent sparks through her.

”I understand, Charlotte. I understand completely.” Her voice was tender, her eyes warm despite the compromising position. ”Believe me, I’m horrified too. The things my daughter is seeing me do with my son...I’ll never forget this moment. It’s burned into my mind forever.”

”...But right now, we have to stay strong together, support each other as mother and daughter.”

She extended her hand from under Mika’s weight, reaching toward Charlotte, who sat dejectedly by the bed. Charlotte wiped her tears, her lips quivering, then grabbed Yelena’s hand tightly, managing a fond smile.

”I’m with you, Mama.” She whispered, her voice thick with emotion. ”All the way.”

”Thank you, sweetheart.” Yelena squeezed her hand, her swords humming softly. ”We’ll get through this. Together.”

But even though Charlotte was happy to have taken her mother’s hand for support—she quickly regretted it moments later, as while holding onto Yelena...things escalated dramatically between her mother and Mika.

For one, his kisses became much more intense; Charlotte could clearly see his tongue moving in and out, and she could even see fluids coming out of her mother’s mouth, as if the way Mika was kissing her was simply too much for Yelena to handle—she looked to be choking on his tongue itself.

What was even worse was that her mother was starting to whimper.

”Ahh!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Gnnn!♡~”

Before, she had been keeping the sounds contained, but as Mika intensified the kiss, pushing his tongue deeper and completely dominating her, Yelena started to moan out and whimper.

”Hgnnn!♡~ Ahhnnn!♡~ Hahaaa!♡~”

The variety of soft noises her mouth made, even without saying a word, made it obvious that she was feeling it, feeling every single movement of his tongue.

And hearing all this right by her side, Charlotte felt deeply embarrassed and ashamed, witnessing Mika making absolute love to her mother.

She desperately wanted to let go, leave the room, and let them finish whatever they were doing. Watching this was agonizingly awkward and fueled her jealousy.

But she decided to stay; her mother needed support, and if she left, Yelena would be dealing with this problem alone.

Yet, each passing moment made the sensation worse for Charlotte.

Mika continued to escalate, rolling around the bed and moving Yelena all over the place, as if they were passionate lovers on their first night together.

And Yelena, surprised by the sudden movements, wrapped her legs around Mika’s waist and her arms around his head for support.

But to Charlotte’s eyes, it looked like she was pulling Mika deeper into the kiss, begging him for more...Charlotte didn’t know what to feel.

And if that wasn’t bad enough, Mika then surprised them both by momentarily letting go of the kiss while pressing Yelena down firmly.

He started to grope her breasts through her clothes, teasing and fondling them in a brazen manner.

Simultaneously, his other hand slipped under her, finding her buttcheeks and groping them firmly.

Right now, Mika was not only kissing her mother but also brazenly molesting her body, making her hiss softly.

Charlotte felt like she was about to faint, yet she forced herself to cooperate, knowing her mother needed her.

She tried to avoid her mother’s face for her own mental sake, but out of curiosity and concern she decided to take a look eventually.

And when she glanced at Yelena’s face—she expected anguish, resistance—anything to prove her mother hated this.

But instead, she froze, her breath catching.

Yelena’s eyes were half-lidded, glowing with a tender, lustful adoration as she gazed at Mika. Her lips curved into a soft, loving smile between kisses, her expression radiating pure bliss.

She wasn’t struggling, she was reveling in it!

And seeing this, Charlotte broke.

”Mama! What are you doing?!” She immidietly shouted. ”Don’t you think this is too much even for you?! You’re supposed to be resisting Mika—but here you are actually getting into the kiss!”

Her voice cracked with emotion.

”And don’t you even dare deny it! I’ve seen that face on myself many times when Mika has been kissing me! It’s the same expression! So don’t say what I’m saying is nonsense!”

Yelena was completely caught off guard.

Charlotte was right; she was enjoying the kiss and every moment of his touch, which was making her so wet that her love juices were leaking into her ass crack.

She thought she was doing her best to hide her reaction from Charlotte, but it seemed her pleasure was so overwhelming that her true feelings had slipped out.

But at the same time, she couldn’t admit the genuine enjoyment, so she quickly looked at Charlotte, the sword-voice stammering,

”Charlotte, no, it’s not like that! Don’t misunderstand!”

”Oh, really, Mama?” Charlotte’s eyes narrowed, her tone skeptical. ”Because your face says you’re loving every second! The way you’re acting, moaning, pulling him closer, it’s like you want this!”

”I admit, it looks that way!” Yelena’s swords hummed, her voice desperate. ”My face, my body, it’s reacting like I’m happy to do this! But it’s not because I want it, Charlotte!...It’s Mika, he’s too good at this!”

Yelena said out of desperation which caught Charlotte off guard and seeing that she had no other excuse, she continued.

”Y-You see, even though he’s my son, even though I’m his mother—the way he kisses...it’s overwhelming! His tongue, his lips, they’re pulling the woman out of me, making my body react even when my mind says no! So, it’s not my fault! Any woman, anyone, would feel the same with how skilled he is!”

She knew the excuse was flimsy, and she expected Charlotte to scoff.

But to Yelena’s shock, understanding dawned on her daughter’s face.

Charlotte nodded slowly, her voice softening. ”I...I get it, Mama. I totally get it.” She glanced at Mika, her cheeks flushing. ”I know how good Mika is at kissing. When he kisses you, it’s like your body’s melting, turning to goo. That’s probably what’s happening to you right now. You’re hating it, but your body’s just...reacting on its own.”

Yelena’s swords vibrated with relief, seizing the lifeline.

”Yes, exactly, Charlotte! That’s it! My body’s betraying me—but it’s not what I want! It’s all him!”

Her voice wavered as Mika’s hand squeezed her breast harder, drawing a soft moan she couldn’t suppress, while Charlotte’s gaze turned to Mika, her tone a blend of awe and exasperation.

”But he really is dangerous, isn’t he, Mama? Not just with girls his age—but making his own mother feel like this with just a kiss! He’s lethal when it comes to women!”

Yelena’s swords nodded up and down as if they were agreeing for her and both women looked down at him, recognizing that he was probably the only person in the world who could make his own mother react like this.

But just as she was thinking that—Yelena couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation on her crotch.

As Mika pressed down on her, she felt something long and hard poking straight into her crotch, and she wondered what it was, feeling quite uncomfortable with something so hard against her for a while now.