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

Chapter 217: I’ve Been Holding Back For So Long

Yelena’s face went from pink to red in a heartbeat.

”What?” She blurted, absolutely stunned by Mika’s request. ”Why in the world would you want me naked and bent over the counter, showing off my ass?...What kind of demand is that, Mika?”

Her voice climbed an octave as she realized just how ridiculous, and embarrassing, his demand was.

”Seriously, what reason could you possibly have for wanting to see...that?”

Mika just gave a little scoff, rolling his eyes as if the answer were obvious.

”A reason? Why do I need a reason?” He grinned, all mischief and masculine pride. ”There’s no reason for a man to want to see a beautiful, naked ass. It’s just...in my blood. Instinct.”

”I see a woman I want, and I want to admire every part of her, especially the ones she tries to hide.”

His eyes trailed down her body in a lazy, heated look.

”But if you really need a reason, after squeezing those cheeks just now—I want to see them bare and perked up just for me. I want to play with them, that’s all. Satisfied?” He raised an eyebrow at her, daring her to challenge his honesty.

Yelena spluttered, mortified, but before she could mount a protest Mika cut her off with a raised hand.

”No, no. You don’t get to argue this time.” His voice was calm, but there was a steel beneath the velvet. ”You really have no right to protest right now.”

”...Remember what I said. If you don’t want Charlotte knowing all the things you feel about me, then you’d better do what I say.”

Yelena grit her teeth, glaring up at him. For a moment, she felt all the old fire of their years together.

She was the one who was supposed to be in charge, she was supposed to boss him around, discipline him when he misbehaved, tease and scold him as she liked.

That had always been their dynamic. She was the one who did the bullying, not the other way around.

And yet, here she was, utterly at his mercy.

She huffed, folding her arms.

”I’ll get you back for this one day, Mika. I’ll make you dance naked around the house, just you wait. You’ll regret bullying me like this, mark my words.”

He just smirked, knowing he’d already won.

Muttering under her breath, Yelena reached behind her and unhooked her dress, cheeks flaming. She let it slide down to her ankles, stepping out of it with slow, almost reluctant grace, revealing her smooth, pale body, her breasts and butt contained by a lacy, snow-white bra, her plump curves hugged by matching panties. The soft light in the kitchen only made her look even more radiant, her skin glowing.

For just a moment, she pressed her thighs together, covering up a small, telltale patch of dampness at the front of her panties, hoping desperately that Mika wouldn’t notice. She kept her arms folded, trying to hide herself, even as his gaze roamed over her, hungry and awestruck.

”God, Yelena...” Mika let out a soft, appreciative whistle. ”No matter how many times I see you, I just keep falling for you more and more.”

His gaze softened, but then it dropped to her hips and his brows drew down in a playful frown.

”But...you’re still wearing your underwear.”

Yelena’s eyes flew open wide.

”No way, Mika! That’s already too much! There’s no way in hell I’m taking off my bra and panties too. This is embarrassing enough already!”

She stomped her foot, her breasts bouncing, and shot him a furious look. But at the same time she knew well that fighting him directly would never work.

So instead, she switched tactics.

Her features softened, and she slid close, looking up at him with wide, puppy-dog eyes. She reached up to gently caress his cheek, her touch soft and pleading.

”Please, Mika...please? You’re a good boy, aren’t you? You always listened to me when you were younger. So, just this once, can you listen to me again?”

”You just confessed all those feelings, and now you’re making me stress completely. It’s too much. Give me a little mercy, won’t you? Please?”

She pressed close, her voice sweet, her body warm against his chest.

Even Mika, for all his resolve, faltered for a second. He let out a reluctant sigh, shaking his head with a half-smile.

”Fine, fine. Since you’re being so cute about it, I’ll let it slide...for now.”

Yelena’s face lit up with relief. She started to step back, but Mika caught her wrist, his eyes sparkling with mischief again.

”But don’t get too comfortable.” He said, voice low. ”Just because you keep your underwear on doesn’t mean I can’t see what I want.”

”Mika—wait, what are you—?”

Before she could finish, he hooked his fingers into the back of her panties and yanked them sharply upward, giving her a massive wedgie.

The thin fabric immediately dug deep between her cheeks, pulling them apart and baring nearly all of her to the open air.

”Mika! What—what was that for? That hurts! Why would you doing?!” Yelena shrieked in horror, grabbing at his hand.

But he simply ignored her and stroked her now-exposed butt, running his hand over her bare skin with tender affection.

”Sorry, Yelena. I had to see more of your ass, and if you won’t take your panties off, I’ll just have to make do...Honestly, this is a great result.” He said, giving her a playful smack that made her yelp and glare at him again. ”Look at this—now I get to see all those juicy curves. It’s utterly enchanting.”

”...And honestly you should wear more underwear like this. In fact, you should try thongs from now on—let those cheeks out in the open so I can admire you properly.”

Hearing this, she groaned, burying her face in her hands, unable to stop herself from giggling a little, even as she whined.

”J-Just how did you become such a naughty boy? You used to be so innocent, Mika. So gentle and sweet. And now...now you’re a total deviant!” She tried to sound angry, but her voice was thick with laughter and something warmer.

”Oh, I was always like this, Yelena.” He jiggled her ass in his palms, delighting in her embarrassed squirming. ”I was always a devil when it came to things like this. You just never saw this side of me before. Now you do—and you’d better get used to it.”

”...From now on, this is the real Mika you’re going to have to deal with.” He gave her another gentle smack, watching her ass jiggle and bounce, absolutely mesmerized.

She tried to shake her head, stubborn as ever.

”No! No, I refuse! I can’t—ah! Mika, stop—”

But even as she said it, Mika’s hands kept playing, and she found herself melting into his arms, secretly thrilled and breathless, unable to deny the wonderful excitement coursing through her.

Mika eventually stopped his playful groping. He decided it was time to escalate, so he let go of her wrist and took a step back.

”Alright, enough games. Now, I want you to go over to the counter.” He instructed, his voice leaving no room for argument. ”Bend down, and lift up your ass for me. I want to see those cheeks all the way up, like you’re showcasing your booty just for me.”

Yelena’s cheeks flared to a painful crimson, utterly flustered by the sheer brazenness of the demand, but the memory of his threat, and the burning heat she felt against her damp pussy, left her with no choice.

She moved obediently to the long marble kitchen island.

With slow, heavy reluctance, she pushed her body forward until her soft, lacy bra was pressed against the cool marble surface. Then, she slowly raised her ass out behind her, shifting her weight onto her tiptoes to lift her plump rear even higher, making the curve of her waist dramatically pronounced.

The position was utterly degrading, her body on full display, but her pussy throbbed, betraying her secret thrill.

”I-Is this enough, Mika?” She asked, her voice trembling with defiance and embarrassment. ”Have I lifted my butt high enough for you, you pervert?”

Mika stepped forward, his hands immediately claiming her ass, gripping both cheeks with a possessive firmness.

”Fuck, Yelena, this is more than enough.” He growled, his voice dripping with satisfaction. ”Look at these cheeks, out in the open, no dress to hide them. This is fucking perfect.”

His fingers kneaded her flesh, spreading her cheeks slightly, making her whimper as the lace tugged against her dripping pussy.

”You’re a goddamn masterpiece bent over like this, showcasing this juicy ass just for me.”

”Mika!” She gasped, her voice a blend of embarrassment and something else, something hotter, needier. ”You’re—You’re too much!”

But Mika wasn’t done. He crouched down behind her, his face level with her raised ass, and Yelena’s heart skipped a beat.

”M-Mika, what are you doing?” She stammered, her voice rising in panic. ”I lifted my butt like you wanted! Isn’t that enough?”

”Not even close, Yelena.” He shook his head, his hands still gripping her cheeks, giving them a playful jiggle that made her squeak. ”I told you, I want to admire this work of art. And I can’t do that properly from way up there.”

He leaned in closer, his breath warm against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, and Yelena’s entire body tensed.

”Mika, don’t you dare—”

She started, but her words cut off with a sharp gasp as he nudged his nose against the curve of her ass, right where the lace of her panties met her skin—before he shockingly took a deep, exaggerated breath, letting out a low groan of satisfaction.

”Damn, Yelena.” He said, his voice muffled but dripping with delight. ”You smell so sweet. Just like I imagined. Soft, plump, and so damn good.”

His fingers tightened, spreading her cheeks wider, and she felt the fabric of her panties pull taut, exposing more of her than she wanted to admit.

”M-Mika, stop it!” Yelena moaned, her body trembling as his fingers dug deeper, spreading her cheeks wider. ”Mika, stop! You can’t just...sniff me like that!” Her voice was desperate, but her hips pushed back slightly, offering her ass to him.

”You have no fucking idea how long I’ve wanted this.” He murmured, his voice husky. ”You’d strut around this kitchen, swaying those hips, completely clueless about the massive, juicy booty you were carrying. Always tempting me, Yelena. So plump, so fuckable from behind.”

He spread her cheeks again, the lace pulling tight against her soaked pussy, outlining her lips.

”Back then, if I’d let myself see you as a woman—not just my mother, I’d have lost it. I’d have bent you over this counter, ripped your clothes off, and fucked this ass raw years ago.”

”Mika, don’t say that! That’s...that’s so wrong! You can’t talk about me like that!” Yelena whimpered, her face burning as his words sank in.

But her body screamed otherwise, her pussy gushing, her juices soaking the lace until it was practically transparent.

”But now I’m lucky.” Mika smiled, his voice softening but no less filthy. ”These feelings I have for you? They let me see you, Yelena. I didn’t get how perfect this ass was before...but now?”

He leaned in, pressing a slow, wet kiss to one cheek, his lips lingering.

”I can’t resist.” His tongue darted out, licking a long, deliberate stripe across her soft skin, sucking gently before grazing her with his teeth. ”So fucking soft.” He groaned, biting lightly, making her gasp. ”So sweet. I could eat this ass for days, Yelena. Every goddamn inch.”

”Mika, stop! Haugh!” She cried, her swords vibrating frantically. ”Don’t...Don’t lick me there! That’s too much! You’re going too far! Ahhh!”

But her hips betrayed her, pushing back further, offering her ass to his mouth as he sucked and nibbled, his tongue swirling over her cheeks.

Her moans grew louder, her body quivering with pleasure she couldn’t deny.

Deep down, she was loving it, reveling in being devoured, her pussy dripping so much she feared it would stain the counter...