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

Chapter 237: Take Your Time, I’m Not Going Anywhere

Mika, still cradling Fauna on his lap, fully expected her to immediately say yes and begin unbuttoning her dress.

That was always how things went between them, after all.

Whatever he’d wanted, whether it was a new toy, a risky piece of tech for his endless inventions, or even just an excuse to sneak out at night—Fauna had always found a way to give it to him.

She’d spoiled him rotten his whole life, never denying him anything, and Mika figured this moment would be no different.

He braced himself to see her bare herself for him without a second thought.

But to his utter surprise, when Fauna heard this request, she was startled for a moment. She then suddenly shook her head in a cute manner, quickly covering her breasts with her hands.

”No, Mika, no! I can’t show you them! I can’t show my breasts!” She insisted. ”That’s something that you can’t see today!”

Her voice was half a whisper, and her refusal caught him so off guard that for a second, he just stared, thinking maybe she’d finally caught on to how wrong and dangerous all this was.

”Why, Fauna, why?” He asked, his voice laced with confusion and a hint of panic. ”I-I mean, it’s not the first time I’ve seen your breasts. You normally are usually fine with it, aren’t you? So, why can’t I see it this time?”

The thought that she was now putting him on lockdown, locking away something he had always been so fond of, was devastating.

But her answer was neither what he feared nor what he expected.

Fauna looked up at him with an embarrassed gaze, shaking her head.

”Oh Mika, it’s not like that at all!” She exclaimed. ”I don’t mind you looking at my breasts, but...it’s just that...”

She hesitated, her cheeks flushing before finally saying,

”It’s just that I actually wore a different set of underwear today! My panties are a completely different color, and my bra is also a different color! It’s so embarrassing to show you something like that!”

She lowered her voice as she went on to say as it was a crime against humanity,

”I was so excited that you were coming today, that I completely forgot I was wearing a mismatch. And I don’t want you to see it, since you’ll laugh at me so there’s no way I’m showing you them today!”

Hearing this, Mika let out a huge, audible sigh of relief.

All that worry, all that tension, over mismatched underwear. He nearly collapsed with laughter, wiping pretend sweat from his brow as he grinned at her.

”Fauna...you...That’s what you were worried about?”

He couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking his head before going on to say,

”I honestly don’t care about mismatched underwear. Trust me, guys don’t even notice that kind of thing, especially not me. I’m just happy you’re here, that’s all.” He reached out, brushing her cheek with his thumb. ”And honestly, it’s kind of cute. You, the great Saint Fauna, idol of the people, mismatching her underwear. I love it.”

Fauna eyed him suspiciously, pursing her lips.

”You really won’t laugh? You really won’t tease me if I show you?”

Her voice was soft and uncertain, but there was a shy hopefulness in it.

He gave her the warmest, most genuine smile he could muster, shaking his head.

”Not at all, Fauna. I promise. And hey, sometimes I forget to wear underwear at all! I’m way worse than you.”

That got a real giggle out of her.

”Oh, Mika! You’re such a child sometimes. At least I’m wearing mine! You? Forgetting to put on your underwear, honestly...that’s so embarrassing!” She laughed again, the sound easing the last of her worries.

She then took a breath, calming down, then looked up at him with a little grin.

”Well...since you don’t mind, I guess it’s fine if you see them.”

Without another word, Fauna reached for the top of her green dress and in one smooth motion, she pulled it down and off her chest, her hands trembling only a little as she exposed herself for him.

Mika’s breath caught in his throat.

Even before she pulled her bra down, the sight was nearly overwhelming—her breasts were enormous, round and impossibly plump, straining against the pale blue bra, so big it was a miracle she stood upright at all.

The fabric dug in slightly, her flesh spilling out above and below, and for a moment he just stared, mouth slightly open, taking in the sheer volume of her chest.

Fauna noticed his dazed expression and gave her breasts a gentle shake with her hands, making them jiggle even more.

”Look, Mika, look! Look at my breasts—I mean look at my bra! See? Even though it’s blue, my panties are pink! But still aren’t they still cute? I got this bra when I went shopping with Anya. Isn’t it adorable?”

She giggled shyly, a little flush coloring her cheeks as she showed off for him to which Mika nodded, still in awe.

”Yeah, they really are quite cute.” He then grinned. ”But I’d much rather look at something much more amazing: the breasts that are underneath those bras. I’m much more interested in that.”

Fauna sighed playfully. ”Oh, Mika, you really are so hasty, aren’t you?” But she gave in with a fond expression. ”Oh, fine.”

She then grabbed the bottom edge of her bra and started pulling it down.

It took a few tries, the bra was clearly too small for her, struggling to contain her generous curves. But after some effort, she managed to pull it down, the cups slipping below her chest.

The instant she did, her breasts spilled free, bouncing and swaying with every breath.

They were even bigger and more luscious than Mika remembered, so soft and full that it seemed impossible for someone so petite to carry them.

The skin was smooth, glowing with life, and at the center of each mound were soft, pink nipples, looking so innocent and untouched from the world world sins.

Seeing her bare breasts, Mika couldn’t breathe.

The sight of her, beautiful, completely vulnerable and trusting, sent a bolt of heat straight through him. He felt himself straining painfully against his pants, unable to look away.

And he was already on the brink of a rampage.

But what happened next only made it worse.

Fauna, looking up at him with that rare, earnest gaze, pressed her arms under her breasts and lifted them higher, making them bounce gently for him.

”Look, Mika, look!” She urged, her voice low and filled with fondness. ”Look at this! The breasts that you adore so much. It’s the same one that you couldn’t help but keep your hands from and keep on touching all the time, remember?”

She then stopped herself, glancing down at the sheer volume of her chest.

”Actually...” She mused innocently. ”I wouldn’t say that they’re the same as I think they’ve also gotten quite bigger. I don’t know how—but even the bras that I have are quite tight right now, and I think they’ve gotten quite bigger as well.”

She lifted them slightly with her hands.

”They even feel heavier right now in my hand.”

The moment she said that, Mika’s control snapped.

He couldn’t hold himself back anymore.

All of a sudden, his hands shot out and groped both her breasts firmly, shocking Fauna into a gasp.

”Ahhh! Mika—!”

The sheer size of them overwhelmed his grasp, yet he squeezed them with a hungry force, burying his hands deep into the soft, yielding flesh.

He couldn’t stop himself.

He groped her without restraint, kneading and massaging, sometimes cupping both at once and sometimes focusing on one, his thumbs rolling across the tops and tracing lines around her nipples.

He pinched and squeezed, lifting them up and letting them drop, loving how they bounced right back into his hands, as if they were made just for him to touch.

He moved from gentle to rough and back again, squeezing firmly, then softly, letting the weight of her breasts fill his palms.

Every movement made them wobble, the fat and softness jiggling in a way that made his heart race even faster.

He even pulled them up and pressed his face between them, breathing her in, then pulled back to watch them move and spill over his hands, utterly mesmerized.

But While Mika was consumed by this frenzy of groping, Fauna herself was surprisingly calm.

She didn’t struggle, didn’t blush, didn’t look flustered in the slightest; instead, she looked around the room, a soft, indulgent smile fixed on her face, as if watching a beloved pet play.

”You really are a greedy boy, Mika.” She teased lightly, her voice full of affection. ”The second you saw them, you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself.”

”But...I guess it’s always been like this, hasn’t it?” She gave a playful sigh, as if resigned to his obsession, though she looked anything but unhappy. ”I should have expected it by now.”

She then glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, grinning as she thought of the distant past.

”Like that time we went to the aquarium, and I was carrying you on my back, trying to show you the fish...You were maybe nine?”

”You kept fidgeting, saying you needed to ’adjust’ your hand, and you ended up with your entire little arm draped over my chest, pinching my nipples right through my blouse. You even had the nerve to ask, ’Fauna, why do these buttons feel so hard?’ and you wouldn’t let go until I threatened to drop you in the shark tank!”

She chuckled at the memory before another one came up just as quickly.

”I also remember that time at the beach house.” She giggled. ”You were barely 7, and I wore that tiny bikini. You insisted on running straight over, burying your face right into my chest, saying you needed to ’test the buoyancy’ of my floaties!”

”You almost knocked me over, but you just kept patting and squeezing my breasts, convinced you were helping me stay afloat!”

”And then there’s also your favorite spot!”

She said cheerfully like it was a fond memory, not even caring that Mika was flicking her nipples at the momemt.

”In the middle of the night, you’d sneak into my bed. You’d always push my nightgown up, just so you could lie with your ear right against my chest, saying you were listening to my heart ’tell you bedtime stories.’”

”But your hand was always, always sneaking down to feel and play with my nipple while you pretended to sleep...You were so clever, Mika. Always finding a way to get your hands on them, even when you knew your mother needed to rest.”

She then looked back up at him, her eyes completely trusting and maternal.

”And even right now, you can’t seem to take your hands off my breasts...It seems like some things never change, do they, my sweet boy?”

And even though Fauna told these cascade of memories to reminisce about the past in a wholesome manner.

It actually only turned Mika on even more.

The realization that he had been an active participant in this long-running, secret, sexualized game, and that she knew and indulged him, shattered his remaining composure.

He immediately grabbed onto both of her nipples, pink and soft and pinched them, twisting them sharply before pulling them in a harsh, demanding manner.

”Oh my god, baby! Why do you have to pull?!”

Fauna moaned, the sound thick with pain and surprise, though her face quickly smoothed into adoration.

”Your Mommy’s not going anywhere! I’m staying right here with you, and these nipples that you love so much are going to stay right by your side.”

Her tone was soothing, maternal, utterly devoid of sexual malice as she added,

”So, you can take your time and play with them, Mika...There’s no need to rush.”

Hearing those innocent, loving words coming from her mouth, coupled with the way she looked at him with such unadulterated maternal love—completely dropped Mika.

The sudden intensity of his desire collapsed into a needy, infant-like obsession. He instantly became a mama’s boy.

He completely lost sight of the mission, the calculated seduction, the breaking of her maternal barrier, the desire to assert dominance.

All of it vanished and he became entirely enthralled by her motherly nature and, specifically, her boobies.

He released the harsh grip on her nipples and began to gently massage the massive, heavy breasts, his breathing heavy and ragged.

He couldn’t think of anything else; the world had narrowed down to the feel of her soft, warm flesh under his hands.

And in response, Fauna simply patted his head, running her fingers soothingly through his hair.

”Take it easy, Mika, take it easy. Your Mommy’s right there with you baby and she’s not going anywhere”

She whispered and in that moment, the dynamic completely flipped.

It didn’t seem as if Mika was the one taking advantage and making his move on her.

Instead, it was Fauna who was using her innocent, overwhelming motherly charm to completely neutralize and seduce Mika, who was now utterly enthralled and rendered helpless by her care and her body.

He was putty in her hands, lost in the pure, comforting magnitude of her love and her breasts.