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

Chapter 535: Give Me More Examples

They were small and tender, like little pink cherries, pebbled and hard from exposure and arousal.

They twitched in the cool air, begging to be touched, and Nadia felt a wave of shame wash over her—not because she was exposed, but because she wanted him to touch them so badly.

Mika chuckled softly, his breath ghosting over her sensitive peaks.

"Wow, Nadia. I wasn’t expecting you to wear no bra."

Nadia’s face was completely red.

"No, no, Mika! Don’t misunderstand?" Her voice was flustered, almost desperate. "I just...I normally don’t wear bras in my own house. I never have. It’s been like that for a while."

"I wasn’t thinking, and I just..."

She trailed off, unable to finish.

Mika didn’t seem to care about her excuses. He reached out and gently caressed her nipples, his fingers feather-light against her sensitive flesh.

The touch was simple. Almost innocent. But it sent jolts of electricity through her entire body, making her gasp.

"Ahhh—! Mika—!"

She realized, in that moment, that his touch—even this simple, gentle touch felt so much better than when she touched herself.

She had spent years ignoring her own body, suppressing her desires, never truly exploring what felt good.

But Mika’s hands seemed to know exactly where to touch, how to touch, how to make her feel things she had never felt before.

It also wasn’t just physical. It was the way he looked at her. The hunger in his eyes. The knowledge that he wanted her.

That made it so much more intense.

Mika pulled his hand back, and Nadia couldn’t quite hide the disappointment that flickered across her face. She looked away, embarrassed by her own reaction.

But Mika wasn’t done. He slid the fabric of her dress further down until finally, her entire beautiful mound was revealed.

Her breasts were fully exposed now, heavy and pale and perfect, her nipples peaked and begging for attention.

"Anyway." He said, his voice light. "Leaving your cute little nipples aside for a moment—"

Nadia’s hips wiggled slightly, a small, involuntary movement of happiness at being called cute.

"—the reason I stripped you down like this is to show you this part of your body."

He grabbed her breasts again, but this time he didn’t play with them.

Instead, he lifted them up—all the way up, pressing them against her neck, revealing what was hidden beneath.

It was like lifting a massive stone to see what lurked underneath. And what he found made his eyes glow with satisfaction.

"Just look, Nadia. Look over here. This is what I’m talking about."

Nadia leaned down, struggling to see past the bulk of her own breasts.

It was difficult—her chest was so large that it blocked her view—but eventually, she managed.

And she was surprised.

He was pointing at her ribcage. It was clearly visible through her skin, every bone prominent and defined, as if she had been starving for weeks in a desert.

Her abdomen was the same—flat, almost concave, with not much flesh covering her bones.

Mika gently caressed her ribs, his fingers tracing each individual bone. The gesture was intimate, and it made her body grow even hotter.

"If anyone else were to look at these bones sticking out right now."

He said like he was analysing a specimen.

"They would think you were someone who had been lost in the desert for weeks. No food, no water, barely surviving."

"But then they’d see these." He let her breast drop back into place, the heavy flesh bouncing and swaying. "And they’d realize the truth. That you’re actually packing quite a lot of heat."

He twisted her nipples again, pulling her closer by them.

"This is what I’m talking about, Nadia. This complete contrast."

"One part of your body being completely skinny, almost skeletal—while the other is just so fleshy and meaty, like these breasts of yours."

He squeezed them for emphasis.

"That contrast just...drives me absolutely crazy."

Nadia gulped even though her throat was dry as the desert.

"And honestly, it made me feel like I was playing around with Astrid’s body. She has similar traits to you. Maybe, in my mind..."

He looked slightly embarrassed.

"...I mixed up both of you. Thought of her while thinking of you. That’s probably what got me so excited."

Nadia heard this, and instead of feeling jealous or offended, she felt...excited. Even though Mika was comparing her to her own daughter, she didn’t care.

Astrid was her flesh and blood, a part of her. And what she cared most about was that she had made Mika excited. Her body had made him react.

But despite all the happiness she was feeling, there was a question burning in her mind.

A question born of curiosity and jealousy toward her other sisters.

Hesitantly, she rubbed his chest with her hand and leaned forward, squeezing her breasts against him.

"Mika...I have a doubt."

He looked at her, curious.

"If Yelena were in the same position as me...if you also caressed her body like you did mine, and played around with her...would you have the same reaction?"

Mika let out an awkward smile.

"That’s a rather strange question to ask, Nadia."

She grew shy but pressed on. "Just answer it, Mika! It’s not that big a deal. I’m just curious."

Mika thought for a moment, tapping his chin.

"Yelena, huh? She herself has a body that’s...abundant. She’s plump and thick all over—her waist, her ass, everything."

Nadia’s alarm bells rang. She leaned forward, her eyes narrowing.

"Hold on, Mika. How exactly do you know Yelena’s body so well?"

She was suspicious now.

"You’re reacting as if you’ve touched her plenty, and you know every single proportion of her."

Mika didn’t seem scared at all. Instead, he shrugged casually.

"Of course I know about her body, Nadia. With how much she jumps on me and sits on me and hugs me and basically grinds herself all over me, it’s only natural that I’d know her body thoroughly."

The doubts in Nadia’s mind dissipated immediately.

It made perfect sense. Her sisters were incredibly close with Mika—Fauna especially, who had no shame at all when it came to him.

Nadia had even seen her walk around naked in front of Mika before.

Mika thought about the question for a moment longer, then finally spoke.

"The answer to your question is...no. I don’t think I would feel the same way about Yelena."

He blatantly lied but Nadia had no clue and was genuinely surprised.

"But, Mika...didn’t you just say she has a proportioned body? That she’s plump all over? Wouldn’t you like that?"

Mika nodded slowly. "Exactly. She’s thick and fat all over. And because of that, I wouldn’t really think about her too much."

This only seemed to puzzle Nadia even more, but Mika noticed and explained it in a way she could understand.

"You see, Nadia, even though her proportions are impressive, I’ve definitely played around with women who have similar bodies to hers."

"Not exactly the same, no one could match her exactly—but close enough. The novelty isn’t there."

He grabbed her breasts again, lifting them, pulling them up toward her neck.

"But you, on the other hand..."

He leaned down and licked her nipple.

Nadia gasped, her back arching.

"...a body like yours is just not normal."

"It’s novel. Unique. Something I’ve never experienced with anyone else. And that contrast..."

He said, his voice growing husky.

"...turns me on completely."

He released her breasts, letting them fall back into place, and she was left panting and flustered.

"Do you understand what I mean now, Nadia?"

Nadia couldn’t speak. She could only press herself against him, her body completely limp and weak.

Not in the way a fever made you weak, or an injury—but in a way that made her feel weightless, boneless, utterly surrendered.

And she understood exactly what he was talking about. He had given her a thorough explanation of why he was turned on, why her body affected him so strongly.

But she was greedy.

For her entire life, she had held back. Suppressed her desires. Given everything away and asked for nothing in return.

But right now, she wanted more.

She pulled back slightly, her eyes hazy, her voice soft and pleading.

"I don’t understand, Mika." She gently caressed his cheek. "Can you tell me more? Can you give me more examples of why you like your mother’s body so much?"