Chapter 365: Four Down, Six More To Go

Fauna’s body was still trembling violently from the aftershocks of the orgasm. She had to force air into her lungs in short with her tiny frame shaking all over as waves of pressure and release continued to ripple through her core.

For several long seconds she couldn’t even process what had just happened.

When she finally managed to lift her head, her eyes focused on Mika’s face.

And she was horrified by what she saw.

He was drenched.

Thick white streaks coated his forehead, plastered his hair flat against his skull, ran in rivers down his cheeks, dripped from his nose and chin, soaked his neck and chest until his skin glistened like he’d been dipped in cream.

Even his eyelashes were clumped together.

The sofa beneath them was also caught in the crossfire as it now had wet patches spreading outward in a wide halo.

Realising this what she had done, Fauna’s heart plummeted.

She slapped both hands over her mouth, eyes huge with shame and horror.

"I’m so sorry, Mika." She whispered, voice cracking. "I’m so, so sorry. I didn’t mean to—I swear I didn’t mean to squirt all over your face like that!"

"My pussy just...it couldn’t hold back anymore. It just came out—everything came out—"

She tried to sit up, arms shaking as she pushed against his shoulders.

"I’m so sorry, I—"

Buy before she could finish, Mika threw his head back and laughed.

Not a small chuckle. A full, loud, unrestrained belly-laugh that made his whole milk-drenched body shake.

Droplets flew off the ends of his hair and he looked absolutely feral, covered head to torso in creamy white, grinning like a madman.

"I can’t believe it!" He wheezed between laughs. "I actually just got bukkake’d in the face...but with breast milk. Someone actually creamed all over my face with milk. This is hilarious!"

He then looked down at Fauna and grinned wider.

"Usually it’s me doing it to other girls—pouring my load all over their pretty faces, making them drink every drop. But now it’s me getting glazed like a fucking donut. And honestly..."

"...I don’t mind one bit."

He laughed again, wiping a thick streak from his cheek only to smear it further.

"Especially when it’s like this, it’s fun as hell. Getting creamed on my face by my own mother’s pussy-milk? Best surprise of the night."

Fauna stared, mouth slightly open.

"Mika...you’re not angry?" She asked hesitantly. "You’re not...disgusted that I squirted milk all over your face?"

He tilted his head, still grinning through the dripping mess.

"Why the hell would I be angry about something this good, Fauna?"

He reached down and cupped her cheek gently, thumb brushing a tear track.

"I’m absolutely delighted right now. This is the first time anyone’s ever squirted milk in my face and it’s been an amazing experience."

"And I should honestly be thanking you, Fauna. Seriously. Thank you for giving me that."

Before she could respond he leaned down and pressed a long, slow, grateful kiss to her lips.

"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~"

Milk transferred from his mouth to hers; she tasted herself and Anya on his tongue.

When he pulled back she was dazed, cheeks flushed, but visibly relieved.

He really wasn’t angry.

Of course he wasn’t.

Mika was a very, very dirty boy—and something this depraved happening to him was exactly the kind of thing that would make him happy, not upset.

Then his gaze drifted over himself—face, chest, arms, the soaked sofa and he let out a low whistle.

"Okay...yeah. This is a mess. Someone’s definitely gotta clean the sofa later."

He smirked before looking between Anya and Fauna, both of them watching him with wide, anticipatory eyes.

"But leaving the sofa aside for right now, someone has to clean me up. Or rather..." His grin turned wicked. "...lick me up."

This caught both of their attention.

"After all, don’t want to waste a single drop of either of your milk that’s on my body right now."

"So I’d love it if any two beautiful women out there would be willing to start from my face and lick their way all the way down. Every last creamy inch."

The moment the words left his mouth, Anya and Fauna locked eyes.

No hesitation.

Anya moved first—lunging forward like an eager puppy, tongue already out. She started at his cheek, dragging a long, slow stripe through the thickest streak, moaning softly at the taste.

"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"

Fauna struggled for a second—legs still weak, body shaky from the orgasm—but Mika reached down, steadied her with a gentle hand on her back, and helped her lean against his side.

Then she joined in.

Both of them attacked his face like starving kittens—tongues lapping at his cheeks, his nose, the bridge of his nose, even his closed eyelids.

"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"

They cleaned his lashes, the corners of his mouth, the line of his jaw.

Milk-coated tongues even met occasionally, sliding against each other, sharing the taste.

But neither cared.

They were focused entirely on him.

They then worked downward—long, wet strokes along his throat, sucking gently at the hollow of his collarbone where milk had pooled.

When they reached his nipples they paused—then latched on at the same time.

"Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~"

Anya on the left, Fauna on the right.

They sucked in perfect sync—soft pulls, tongues swirling around the sensitive buds, while Mika leaned back against the sofa with a low, satisfied groan, hands resting lightly on the backs of their heads.

"Good girls..." He murmured. "Just like that..."

They continued downward—tongues tracing every ridge of his abs, dipping into the grooves, lapping up the milk that had pooled in the valleys between muscles.

And finally they reached his cock.

It stood painfully hard—throbbing, veins prominent, already glistening with streaks of their combined milk.

The sight made both women’s pupils dilate; they leaned in at the same instant, ready to fight over it.

But just then, Mika raised a hand.

"Hold up. Hold up."

They froze, looking up at him with needy, questioning eyes.

He gave a dark smile.

"Before you start sucking, I want you to drench it in even more milk."

"Just like I ate your pussy out, Fauna, and let you squirt straight into my mouth..."

"...I want you to experience sucking my cock while drinking your own milk at the same time."

"So both of you—use those perfect tits and quirt all over my cock like the good girls you are."

Anya’s face lit up with a bright, eager smile.

Fauna flushed scarlet but didn’t protest.

They knelt properly on the floor in front of him—lifting their heavy breasts with both hands. At the exact same moment they squeezed.

Squirt! Splurt!

Squirt! Splurt!

Four thick streams of milk erupted—two from Fauna, two from Anya—splashing directly onto the swollen head of his cock.

The hot liquid hit the tip, ran down the shaft in rivulets, coated his balls, dripped onto the already-soaked sofa beneath him.

"Fuck...that feels so damn good." Mika groaned, head tipping back. "Hot milk pouring all over my cock..."

He reached down and gently petted both their heads.

"Go on. Keep spraying. Don’t stop."

They obeyed instantly.

More squeezes—more squirts—thick ropes of cream painting his length, pooling between his thighs when he pressed them together.

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

"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"

Soon his entire cock was glazed white; a shallow lake of milk formed beneath his balls, the heavy sac floating slightly in the warm liquid.

And seeing this, they couldn’t hold back anymore.

Their eyes were wild with hunger and noticing this, Mika chuckled

"Go ahead, you two. Start sucking. If I hold you back anymore, you might go rabid and bite my cock. So, go on and get every drop."

The moment the permission left his lips it was like flipping a switch.

Anya lunged first—lips wrapping around the head, sucking hard, tongue swirling through the thick layer of milk coating him.

"Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~"

"Ohhh—so good, Mika—so good!♡~ So sweet—so tasty!♡~"

Fauna dove lower—mouth finding his balls, lapping at the pool of milk surrounding them before sucking one heavy sac into her mouth.

"Ohhh—my baby boy’s balls!♡~ My son’s big, juicy balls—oh my god, I love them so much!♡~"

She drank greedily from the pooled milk while tonguing the sensitive skin.

"M-Me too, Mom!" Anya pulled off the tip with a wet pop, eyes glassy. "I want to taste his balls too!"

She slid down while Fauna moved up.

"Oh yes, Mom!♡~" Anya latched onto his sac, sucking gently, moaning. "

"It really is the juiciest, tastiest balls!♡~ I love them so much!♡~"

Meanwhile, Fauna took the head into her mouth, lips stretching around the thick tip.

"My baby boy has such a thick tip too!...so tasty right now...so creamy!♡~ I want to cover it with my breast milk every time I suck it...it’s so good!♡~"

Mika leaned back, hands gently cradling both their heads, voice low and rough with pleasure.

"Good girls...you’re doing such a good job..."

He stroked their hair.

"Just keep sucking, pull all the milk off my cock. And once you’ve cleaned me enough...I’ll return the favor."

"I’ll suck both your breasts at the same time—drink every drop of your milk straight from the source."

"Then you can go back to my cock...and we’ll keep trading like that. All night. Exchanging each other’s milk over and over."

He leaned down slightly, voice dropping to a husky whisper.

"...You want to do that?"

Anya pulled off his balls just long enough to gasp.

"Yes—yes, Mika!♡~ I want that please!♡~ I want that so much!♡~"

Fauna moaned around his tip, voice muffled but fervent.

"Mommy wants to suck her baby boys penis!♡~"

"Mommy wants to suck while her baby sucks on her breasts!♡~"

"I-I want to do all of that!♡~"

They dove back in with renewed aggression—Anya swallowing his balls again, Fauna taking more of his shaft, tongues working in perfect tandem.

Mika just watched, utterly satisfied, while thinking,

’First, Yelena and Charlotte...And now these two.’

’Hehe...It won’t be long before I have them all.’

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Note: I’ll not be posting for a couple of days to formulate what I’m going to do for the next arc, since even though I have a vague idea, I don’t know how to follow through with it all.

I’ll try to keep it as short as possible, but until then.