Mika felt a surge of excitent go through his veins.
Hearing Nadia, the sa Nadia who was so cold and emotionless looking shyly up at him and asking if her performance was good...
...it was overwhelming.
He stroked her head, his voice gentle.
"It’s amazing, Nadia. The way you’re sucking my dick—it’s not like you’re an inexperienced amateur."
"You act almost as if you have years of experience under your belt."
Nadia imdiately looked at him in anger, pouting.
"No, I don’t, Mika! I definitely don’t have such a thing! This is the first ti I’m ever sucking a penis."
She sounded almost offended.
Mika quickly replied. "Of course, Nadia, of course." while gently stroking her hair in a soothing manner. "It was simply a figure of speech."
Nadia cald down, and Mika decided to tease her even more.
"Honestly, you’re so good that you’re even better than your own daughter."
Nadia looked at him in surprise, not expecting her daughter to be brought up.
She looked shyly at him and asked, "Does Astrid also suck your penis, Mika?"
He nodded. Nadia blushed with sha.
"What do you expect? She’s been sucking my dick for years now."
Nadia realized just how intimate the two of them actually were.
"She’s really bad at it." Mika continued. "She always struggles a lot with how tiny her mouth is and how big my cock is. Honestly, I thought you would be the sa as well."
He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"But you’re honestly levels above her. She simply can’t compare to soone like you, who’s sucking my cock for the first ti."
Nadia’s eyes lit up. "So, you’re telling that I suck your dick better than Astrid herself? That I’m better then my daughter?!"
"Yes, Nadia." He said, patting her head. "That’s exactly what I’m saying right now."
Hearing this, Nadia’s face was glowing!
Even though Astrid was her own daughter and she loved her with all her heart, right now she didn’t think about that. She only thought about how she was even better than her daughter herself.
That competitiveness and possessiveness over Mika completely overwheld her.
It made her feel so giddy inside that she couldn’t help herself.
She rubbed her thighs together before taking his cock into her mouth once again with much more renewed enthusiasm.
"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"
The gentle way she had been sucking before was gone. She was much more aggressive now, sounds of slurping and sucking filling the air.
"Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~"
Mika, feeling the sudden intensity, couldn’t help but grip her hair tightly while pushing her head further and further down.
"Deeper, Nadia, deeper." He commanded. "Suck your son’s cock. Take it into your mouth right now."
Nadia obediently did so, almost as if she were a sex slave, taking his cock deeper and deeper.
She wasn’t even thinking about breathing right now—only about satisfying Mika and getting more praise from him.
And he most definitely gave it.
"Yes...Fuck...That’s good....That’s really good.
His voice was ragged.
"You’re a top-class sucker, Nadia. A natural at this. So keep on sucking my cock. Be the good mother you are and suck your son’s cock."
The words turned Nadia on even more. Hearing him call her "mother" while she sucked his cock, the taboo of the situation only made her more excited.
"Mmph!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"
She took his cock further and further into her mouth, her nose pressing against his pubic bone, her throat working to accommodate him.
This went on until Mika couldn’t hold back anymore.
The pressure had been building inside him for what felt like hours—every suck, every swallow, every desperate bob of Nadia’s head pushing him closer and closer to the edge.
His fingers tightened in her hair, gripping the silken strands hard enough to sting.
"I’m coming, Nadia." His voice was strained, ragged. "I’m coming! I’m gonna cum inside my mother’s mouth!"
Nadia jerked in surprise. Her eyes flew wide open, panic flickering in their depths.
Even though she had watched those videos, even though she had seen what other won did while sucking his cock, she had no idea how to react when her own son was about to spill his seed into her mouth.
It was one thing to observe. It was quite another to experience.
She didn’t know how to react, so her body moved on pure instinct—she sucked him even harder, her cheeks hollowing, her tongue pressing against the underside of his shaft.
Which only made his reaction more intense.
"I’m coming—!" He groaned, his hips thrusting upward. "I’m coming—! Fuck, I’m coming—!"
And then—
He erupted.
"Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~"
A whole load of sen burst into Nadia’s mouth, hot and thick and overwhelming, as her eyes went wide as saucers.
She had expected...she didn’t know what she had expected. But not this. Not this much.
His seed flooded her mouth, overflowing almost instantly. Her cheeks puffed out like a hamster storing food for the winter, bulging with the sheer volu of his release.
And because she was still sucking on his cock—none of it could escape.
It all stayed inside, filling every corner of her mouth, coating her tongue, pressing against the inside of her cheeks.
She felt like she was drowning.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mika finished.
He pulled her mouth off his cock, which was now glistening with a mixture of his sen and her saliva.
anwhile, Nadia sat there, her cheeks still puffed out, her eyes wide with panic.
"Mmmm—! Mmm—! Nnnn—!"
She didn’t know what to do.
She looked like a child who had been caught with stolen candy—guilty, confused, utterly lost.
Mika found it adorable. He couldn’t help but smile as he reached out and gently grabbed her chin.
"Open up, Nadia." He said softly. "Open your mouth and let your son see the load he just shot inside his mother’s mouth."
Despite the sha coursing through her—Nadia obeyed.
She slowly parted her pink lips, revealing the scene within.
Mika’s eyes trembled.
He couldn’t even see her tongue anymore. It was completely buried beneath a sea of white, thick, viscous cum.
She was literally gurgling his sen, the excess pooling at the back of her throat, threatening to spill over.
It was such an intoxicating sight that he could have stared at it all night.
But her eyes were darting toward him, questioning, uncertain. She had no experience with this. She didn’t know what ca next. She was looking to him for guidance, for instruction, for permission.
Mika chuckled softly and caressed her cheek.
"You have two options right now, Nadia."
He held up one finger.
"One, you can spit it out. Dispose of all the sen in your mouth. Just...let it go."
He held up a second finger.
"Two, you can swallow it all. You can take all of my seed and drink it down into your tummy."
He patted her cheek gently.
"So what will it be, Nadia? Spit or swallow?"
She hesitated. Her eyes darted away, then back to him.
Then, as if the thought had just occurred to him, he added with a wicked curve of his lips.
"Your daughter always drinks it all, you know. Every single ti."
The mont the words left his mouth, Nadia’s decision crystallized.
She didn’t want to seem like a lewd woman to Mika. The thought of him perceiving her as shaless, as morally loose, made her stomach clench with anxiety.
But the mont she heard that her daughter had swallowed his seed—sothing shifted inside her.
If her daughter could do it, so could she.
Maintaining eye contact with him, her gaze so vulnerable and passionate it made his stomach clench, she began to swallow.
Gulp!
But it wasn’t a single, graceful gulp. There was too much, far too much.
She had to swallow, pause, breathe, swallow again.
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
The thick, viscous fluid slid down her throat in slow, heavy waves, and Mika could hear it—the wet, guttural sounds of her throat working, the tiny, desperate swallows, the faintest hint of a choked gurgle as she struggled to get it all down.
She never broke eye contact. Not once. Even as her body buckled under the sheer volu of what he’d given her, even as tears of strain pricked at the corners of her eyes, she stared into his soul and drank him down.
By the ti she finally finished, her mouth was empty, her throat raw, and her body was trembling with a cocktail of exhaustion and exhilaration.
She licked her lips slowly, chasing the last traces of his taste, then looked up at him with a deep, spreading blush that painted her cheeks a lovely rose.
"I’m...I’m sorry if that looked weird, Mika." Her voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.
She hesitated, searching his face, then added in a rushed tumble of words.
"I-It’s just that I wanted to get into my act even more, you know?"
"I thought that swallowing your...your sen...would be the best thing to do to really decrease my sensitivity to my blessing. So I just...I did it."
She paused, and her next words ca out small and painfully earnest.
"I hope you don’t think your mother is a perverted woman or sothing."
Hearing such dirty words co out of such a sweet mouth—Mika couldn’t hold back anymore.
He lunged.
He pounced on her, pinning her down onto the sofa, his body pressing hers into the cushions.
"You dirty little slut!" He growled, grabbing her breast and sucking on it like an animal.
"You dirty, dirty slut! Drinking your own son’s cum—how could you possibly do sothing as lewd as that!?"
Nadia’s back arched off the sofa, a breathy moan ripping from her throat.
"Oh! Mika, no, I had to...It’s just that...I was acting, I had to—"
He silenced her by moving to her other breast, his mouth hot and insistent, his tongue lashing against her nipple before he sucked hard enough to make her toes curl.
"Such a dirty little mother." He murmured between pulls, his words muffled against her skin. "Having such incestuous feelings about your own son."
"Even though you wanted to drink my cum, wanted to swallow your son’s sen all on your own, you completely blad it on our little mission."
He bit into her areola, making her yelp, then soothed the sting with a long, lascivious suck.
"You’re such a whore of a mother, Nadia!"
Hearing this, Nadia felt as if she had been dropped into ice water.
For one terrible mont, she thought she had been exposed—that her true thoughts had slipped out, that Mika could see right through her pathetic excuses.
"No, no, Mika, you’re wrong! You’re completely wrong!" Her voice was high and frantic, trembling with genuine fear. "I really had no such thoughts about you, I swear! I just thought it would be the perfect act for our situation."
"I was simply acting, I promise you! I would never—I’m not—"
But to her utter shock, Mika just glanced up at her with a calm, unbothered expression.
"I know, Nadia."
She blinked, the panic stuttering to a halt. "What?"
He looked down at her nipples, now glistening and reddened from his attention, and stroked a thumb over one with surprising tenderness.
"I was acting too. I was just making you out to be a mother who loved her son in that way. That’s why I called you all those things."
He leaned down and pressed an apologetic kiss to each of her nipples in turn.
"I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t be calling you such derogatory nas...but I had no choice."
Before she could fully process the relief flooding her system, he took both of her nipples into his mouth at once, stretching her breasts together and sucking with a renewed hunger.
"But it’s necessary." He said, the words vibrating against her sensitive peaks. "For our mission, for our goal. I have to do this."
Nadia, dizzy with relief and the overwhelming sensations, quickly shook her head. Her hands ca up to cradle his head against her chest.
"Oh, it’s alright, Mika. It’s more than alright. I...I misunderstood. I’m sorry."
She bit her lip, glancing down at where his mouth worked her flesh, and a shudder wracked her fra and she said,
"You can go on...Do whatever you want. I’m completely, totally fine with it."
"So, do whatever you desire to your mother."
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