Chapter 311: So Wrong But So Good

Yelena’s eyes trembled slightly, but she nodded obediently, a soft, loving smile curving her cum-smeared lips.

"Yes, Mama! Give it to me!" Charlotte opened her mouth wide, tongue out, eyes pleading. "Give it to me, please! Give me Mika’s thick sticky seed!"

Yelena leaned over, cupping Charlotte’s face gently, and opened her mouth.

A thick, creamy stream poured out—white and viscous, warm from Mika’s release, dripping straight onto Charlotte’s waiting tongue.

Drip!

Charlotte moaned, eyes fluttering as it hit, the salty, musky taste flooding her mouth.

"Mmm...So good..." She whispered, tongue swirling to catch every drop, swallowing greedily as more flowed down.

Yelena tilted her head, letting it pour faster, the stream connecting their mouths like a filthy, intimate bond.

"Drink it all, sweetheart." Yelena murmured, voice tender and encouraging. "Taste Mika’s seed..."

Charlotte swallowed in big gulps, throat working, some dribbling down her chin onto her breasts.

"Delicious..." She gasped between swallows. "So creamy...So warm...Isn’t that right, Mama?"

Yelena nodded shyly, a blush creeping up her cheeks as she watched her daughter devour Mika’s cum.

"It really is." She whispered, voice soft and adoring. "Our boy’s seed...perfect for us."

And hearing this, Mika’s control shattered like glass.

The sight of them—mother and daughter, naked and glistening, their bodies pressed so close, eyes shining with shared devotion and lust—was too much.

"Come here, you two." He growled, voice rough with need.

Before either could respond, he surged up from the sofa, hands shooting out to grab them both by the waist like they were nothing more than lightweight bags of feathers.

Yelena let out a startled yelp, her heavy breasts bouncing as he lifted her effortlessly.

"Wait—wait, what are you doing, Mika?!"

She exclaimed, voice a mix of surprise and breathless laughter, her legs kicking playfully in the air.

"Put me down, you brute! I’m not some toy!"

Charlotte squealed, giggling as his other arm scooped her up, her own curves jiggling against his side.

"What’s going on?!" She demanded, half-protesting, half-excited, her hands clutching his shoulders for balance. "Mika! Where are we going?!"

But Mika didn’t answer.

Instead, he strode toward the bedroom like a man possessed and kicked the door open, the wood slamming against the wall.

Then, with a grunt, he threw Yelena onto the bed first.

She landed on her back with a soft oof, legs splaying wide from the impact, her freshly shaved pussy glistening and exposed, lips flushed a deep, rosy red, already slick with arousal.

"Mika! You little brat!" She gasped, propping herself on her elbows, cheeks flushed. "You could’ve been gentler!"

But before she could sit up, Mika grabbed Charlotte and tossed her right on top.

Charlotte yelped, landing straddling her mother’s hips, their naked bodies slamming together in a taboo tangle of soft flesh and heat.

Breasts pressed together in a plush crush, Yelena’s heavy, soft mounds yielding against Charlotte’s perky, firm ones, nipples grazing and hardening instantly from the friction.

Their bellies touched, hips aligning perfectly, and then—

Their pussies met.

"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"

Soft, slick folds kissed, Charlotte’s fatty mound brushing Yelena’s smooth, shaved mound, clits nudging as their legs tangled.

Charlotte gasped, eyes widening. "Oh, Mama...your pussy is so hot...I-It’s like...like my own pussy is burning!"

She shifted slightly, hips rocking on instinct, their wetness mingling in a warm, slippery slide.

And hearing this, Yelena’s face flushed deeper, a playful glare shooting up at her daughter even as her body betrayed her with a soft moan.

"Yours is the same, you little devil." She retorted breathlessly, voice laced with embarrassment and arousal. "Don’t just blame me—your pussy’s leaking all over mine!"

"It feels so weird...I can feel your juices mixing with mine, dripping together...It’s like we’re...we’re connected down there."

Charlotte’s ears turned scarlet, but she couldn’t stop the instinctive grind of her hips, their clits brushing with delicious friction.

"Don’t say something like that now, Mama! That’s so naughty...so perverted! You’re making it sound dirty!"

Yelena huffed, her own hips twitching upward in response, their pussies sliding wetly together.

"Your pussy’s the one making it perverted! If it’s so dirty, then lift your hips off mine and stop rubbing against me like that!"

Charlotte glared back, stubborn and flustered.

"I will!"

She tried to lift her hips, bracing her hands on Yelena’s shoulders for leverage.

But that was when Mika’s hands clamped down on her ass.

His palms cupped the plump cheeks firmly, fingers digging in just enough to make her yelp.

Then—Crack!—he slapped one side, the sharp sound echoing through the room.

"Oh—!" Charlotte cried out, body jolting forward, her pussy slamming back down against Yelena’s with a wet smack.

Their clits once again ground together, lips parting and sliding, juices mixing in a hot, slippery mess.

"No one’s escaping from one another."

Mika’s voice cut through, low and commanding, hands still kneading Charlotte’s ass as he stripped off his shirt, revealing his chiseled chest and abs.

"I want you to grind against each other to get as wet as possible right now. Make use of those love juices so that I can easily slide."

"Basically, help each other out—make each other drip for me."

He slapped Charlotte’s ass again, lighter this time, pushing her hips down harder against Yelena’s.

Charlotte whimpered, but obeyed, rolling her hips into her mother, their slick folds gliding together, clits kissing with every movement.

"Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~"

Yelena’s hands slid to Charlotte’s waist, holding her steady as she thrust up to meet her.

"Ah...Yes...Just like that, sweetheart...Rub Mommy’s pussy...Make it wet for him..."

Their breaths mingled, moans syncing as they ground together, the room filling with soft, wet sounds.

But Mika wasn’t satisfied.

"This won’t be enough." He said, voice rough with hunger. "Not enough love juice yet. I need you both soaked."

Before either could respond, his hand shot between them.

Two thick fingers plunged into Charlotte’s pussy without warning and he started pumping.

"Thwap!♡~ Schlurp!♡~ Squish!♡~ Sploosh!♡~"

"No—Mika—no—go slower!" Charlotte screamed, back arching, breasts pressing harder against Yelena’s. "Go slower—that’s too fast—it’s too much for me—!"

Her words dissolved into a high, needy moan as he thrust faster, thumb poking her clit relentlessly.

"Your pussy’s throbbing, Charlotte." He growled. "Clenching around my fingers like it’s starving. I can’t wait any longer. I’m gonna make you squirt all over your mother’s cunt!"

His fingers blurred, thrusting in and out with obscene speed, the wet schlick-schlick echoing.

And before she knew it—her body seized, thighs quaking.

"Mika—Mama—I’m—I’m—!"

She shattered.

"Slosh!♡~ Splish!♡~ Glug!♡~ Squelch!♡~"

A powerful squirt erupted from her, hot and forceful, splashing directly onto Yelena’s pussy, soaking her folds, dripping down her ass.

"Y-You’re squirting on me..."

Yelena gasped, the warm flood coating her folds, mixing with her own arousal.

"Oh god, Charlotte—you’re squirting all over Mommy’s pussy...It’s so Hot...So much..."

Charlotte collapsed forward, panting, body trembling as aftershocks rippled through her.

But Mika wasn’t done.

"The other way around now." He said with a dark smile, pulling his fingers free from Charlotte with a wet pop.

His hand moved to Yelena.

Two fingers sank into her without mercy.

"Splat!♡~ Plop!♡~ Thwap!♡~ Gloop!♡~"

"Mika—oh fuck—yes—deeper—!"

Yelena’s cry was louder, rawer—her mature pussy clenching greedily around the intrusion.

He pumped aggressively, fingers curling hard against her walls, thumb flicking her clit.

"Take it, Yelena." He growled. "Squirt for me. Soak your daughter’s pretty little cunt. Let her feel how wet her Mama gets."

Yelena’s hips bucked wildly, grinding up into Charlotte, their pussies sliding slickly together as Mika finger-fucked her without restraint.

"Baby—oh god—your fingers—too good—Mommy’s gonna—!"

"Schlurp!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Drip!♡~ Sploosh!♡~"

She came with a scream, body arching off the bed, pussy convulsing as she squirted—powerful jets erupting from her, splashing across Charlotte’s pussy, belly, and thighs.

"Mama—you’re squirting on me!" Charlotte moaned, feeling the hot flood. "Oh—it’s so warm...so much...dripping everywhere..."

And when Yelena collapsed, panting, body shuddering—Mika pulled his fingers free, slick and shining before looking down at the duo.

Their pussies were a mess, coated in each other’s squirt, lips swollen and glistening, juices mingling in a taboo, erotic puddle between them.

Mika groaned at the sight, cock fully hard again.

"That’s fucking hot." He rasped. "My beautiful girls, so wet for each other."

"...So wet for me."