Chapter 544: She’s Seen Me Naked Before
Chapter 544: She’s Seen Me Naked Before
Mika pulled back, glancing down at his cock.
"Now, my obedient little fox." He said, pushing her head back down. "After hearing you say such words, my cock has gotten even harder."
"So, right now, I just want to deep throat you right now, to push my whole manhood into your throat. So go ahead...."
He stroked her hair.
"...suck your little brother’s cock."
Astrid’s eyes sparkled with devotion.
"Yes, Mika!" She said, her voice sweet and adoring. "Your older sister exists solely for your pleasure and satisfaction!"
And she took him.
All of him.
Deep into her throat.
She sucked aggressively, desperately, like a woman possessed. Her tongue moved in frantic circles, her throat convulsed around his shaft, and her tails wagged furiously behind her.
Mika groaned, his hips bucking.
"Fuck, Astrid! I’m coming—! I’m comin—!"
He fingered her pussy faster, matching the rhythm of her mouth. Her walls clenched around his fingers, convulsing with pleasure.
"I’m coming into your mouth—! Into your throat—! I don’t care—! Just take it—! Take it all—!"
Astrid sucked faster, her tongue swirling, her throat working.
And then—he came!
"Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~"
He burst into her mouth, filling her throat with his seed. There was so much of it—so much that it overflowed, spilling past her lips, dripping down her chin.
At the same time, Astrid squirted, her pussy convulsing violently as a massive stream of fluid sprayed across the sofa.
"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"
Watching the mutual, messy, beautiful orgasm of her two children, Nadia’s own body betrayed her spectacularly.
A wave of intense shivers crashed through her. She felt her pussy spasm and a gentle, shameful waterfall of her own arousal trickle down her inner thighs.
It wasn’t a violent squirt, but a steady, undeniable leak of pure, perverted excitement.
She was a pervert. A complete and utter pervert.
And she couldn’t bring herself to care.
Meanwhile, Mika, still catching his breath, turned his head and saw Nadia’s flushed face peeking out from the bedroom door.
An idea sparked in his eyes and he immediately decided to put it into action.
’Nadia.’ He sent through voice transmission. ’Come out right now. Come out immediately.’
She jumped, her heart racing. She looked at him, and he was gesturing for her to come over.
’But Mika—Astrid is out there. If I come out right now—’
’Come. Out.’
He cut her off.
’I’m doing this for you. Helping your relationship. If you want to get together with your daughter, just come out immediately.’
Nadia hesitated. Then she nodded.
She couldn’t disobey him. Not really. Not anymore.
She took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, and opened the door.
Astrid, who was still in a euphoric daze, heard the door and pulled her mouth off Mika’s cock. She looked up—and froze.
Her mother was standing there. Looking at her. Seeing her in this compromised, shameful position.
"MAMA—GRHKK"
She tried to shout, but her mouth was still full of Mika’s seed.
The words came out garbled, and instead of speaking, she spat a glob of white semen onto the coffee table!
More dripped from her lips, down her chin, onto her chest. Her face and mouth were covered in his release.
She looked like a complete disgrace.
And the moment she realized what she had done, tears welled in her eyes.
Her mother had seen her. Her mother had seen everything—her on her knees, her mouth full of cock, her face covered in semen. She had seen her for what she truly was: a pervert, a deviant.
She waited for the disappointment. For the disgust. For her mother to look at her with those cold, judging eyes and tell her how ashamed she was.
Just then—Mika sent another transmission.
’Embrace your daughter, Nadia. Now is the perfect time to break through that barrier in your relationship. Do it quickly!’
Nadia didn’t hesitate.
She walked across the room, her steps steady, her face soft. Astrid flinched, bracing herself for the blow.
But instead of a slap, she felt arms wrapping around her. Her mother’s arms. Pulling her close.
"It’s alright, Astrid." Nadia’s voice was cold—it was always cold—but there was warmth beneath it. Love beneath it. "It’s alright. You did nothing wrong. There’s no need for you to worry about anything."
Astrid trembled in her arms.
"But, Mama—" Tears streamed down her cheeks. "I did something like that with Mika. I-I showed you such a side of me. And you—you probably—"
Nadia held her tighter, pressing her daughter’s face into her shoulder.
"It’s alright, my little fox. You absolutely did nothing wrong. You were simply spending time with Mika in your own way. And I was the one who intruded on you at the wrong time."
She pulled back slightly, looking into her daughter’s tear-stained face.
A small smile crossed her lips.
"So, there’s really no need to worry. Your mother is not judging you. She’s not feeling any disappointment toward you or anything you think."
She wiped her daughter’s tears away.
"I just feel sad that I ruined this moment for you. That’s all!"
She pulled Astrid back into her embrace.
"So it’s alright. Don’t worry. Your mom is here. She’s always by your side."
Astrid was overwhelmed.
She knew that this was her fault. She was the one who had been exposed in the living room. She was the one who had been caught in the act.
Her mother had done nothing wrong.
But her mother didn’t care about any of that.
Instead, she had taken the blame onto herself, sacrificing her own dignity for her daughter’s peace of mind.
In that moment, Astrid understood.
She understood just how much her mother loved her.
No matter how much she had pushed her away, no matter how coldly she had treated her, her mother had always been there. Always supporting her, always loving her, always waiting for her to come back.
And even now, in such a bizarre, shameful situation—her mother was showing her unconditional love.
Astrid couldn’t hold back anymore.
Tears streamed down her face.
"Mama—!" She sobbed. "Mama, Mama, Mama—!"
She threw her arms around her mother and hugged her back, burying her face in her shoulder like a child seeking comfort.
She cried openly, letting out all the emotions she had been holding inside for so long.
Nadia was shocked. She had prayed that this moment would come, but she hadn’t truly believed it would.
But now her daughter was letting her in. Finally, after all these years, she was letting her in.
She looked at Mika, her eyes full of gratitude and wonder.
He just smiled and mouthed, ’Don’t look at me. Look at your daughter.’
Nadia smiled, a tear rolling down her own cheek, and turned back to Astrid.
She held her tighter, whispering soft words of comfort, stroking her hair, kissing the top of her head.
And just like that, a moment that should have been chaotic and dirty and awkward turned into something beautiful. Something wholesome.
The first cracks in the mother-daughter relationship had appeared.
It wasn’t fixed. Not completely. There was still a long way to go. But they had broken through. In one way or another, they had broken through.
And that was more than enough.
—
After what felt like an eternity, Astrid’s sobs finally began to quiet. Her breathing steadied.
The tears still fell, but they were slower now, gentler, like a storm finally passing.
And then she realized something.
She was in her mother’s embrace.
Her mother’s arms were wrapped around her and her chest was pressed against hers, soft and comforting.
And when she looked behind her, she saw that her tails had also wrapped around both of them—the same way she used to hug her mother in the past, when she was young and unburdened and free.
A blush crept across her cheeks.
She had truly broken through to her mother. In one way or another, she had done it.
The same daughter who had been trying to reach out for weeks, who had been struggling to find the right words, the right moment—she had finally done it.
And it was because of this awkward, absurd, utterly bizarre situation.
She felt a surge of happiness.
Her relationship with her mother was going to change. It was going to be better. They were going to be closer!
But just as she was feeling so excited, she glanced up—and immediately jumped back in surprise.
"Mika!"
She pointed at him, her face flushing bright red.
"Why are you still naked?! Put your cock away!"
Mika was still sitting there, completely unconcerned, his half-erect cock dangling between his legs as if there was nothing unusual about the situation at all.
Astrid’s mind raced. She quickly used her tails to cover her mother’s face like a blindfold, shielding her from the sight.
"Mama, don’t look! Mika is completely naked right now!"
She turned back to Mika, her voice flustered and urgent.
"Put it away, Mika! Don’t let Mama see that thing over there!"
She sounded like a daughter trying to protect her mother from seeing things she shouldn’t see.
Nadia, meanwhile, felt a wave of shame wash over her.
Not only had she seen it thoroughly, but she had felt it. She had tasted it. The memory of his cock in her mouth, heavy and hot, made her face burn.
Mika, however, simply did not move at all. He didn’t cover himself.
Instead, he spread his legs even more, revealing himself to Astrid even more fully, almost as if he was taunting her.
"Why should I, Astrid?" He said casually. "I already took off my clothes. And in all honesty, I don’t really want to put them back on right now. So I can’t really be bothered to cover up."
Astrid stared at him in disbelief.
"But—but Mika!" She gestured frantically between him and her mother. "It’s one thing for me to see it—I’ve already, you know..."
She blushed, thinking about all the things she had done to his penis.
"But Mama is still here! What will you do about that? You can’t be naked in front of her right now!"
"Why not?"
Mika’s voice was calm, almost bored.
"Your mother has already seen me naked plenty of times before. She’s the one who literally changed my diaper when I was a baby. She wiped my butt, bathed me, dressed me."
He took a sip of water, swirling it around in his hand before asking,
"So what’s wrong with seeing me like this right now?"
Nadia felt even more shame!
She truly had taken care of his duties back then when he was a baby. But now she was doing something else to that same penis!
The thought was so taboo, so wrong, that she just wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
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