God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem-Chapter 625: Help Me Calm Down

Abigaille's breath hitched, her body reacting instinctively as his mouth closed over one nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud.

"Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~"

A moan slipped from her lips, her pussy throbbing with excitement at the taboo thrill of his touch, his tongue swirling around her nipple, tugging it gently between his teeth.

But even as pleasure surged through her, a wave of panic followed.

"Kafi, wait!" She protested, her hands pushing weakly at his shoulders. "Olivia's right next door! If she opens that door, she'll see us—see this! We can't!"

Kafka's chuckle was dark, his mouth moving to her other nipple, sucking it with a slow, possessive pull.

"No big deal, Mom. You said she's not coming out yet, so there's plenty of time for you to take care of me."

His hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them together, his lips trailing wet kisses across her chest, leaving her skin tingling.

"Mmph!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"

The thought of Olivia in the next room, potentially hearing them, sent a forbidden thrill through Abigaille, her pussy clenching despite her protests.

But the risk was too great.

"Kafi, no!" She insisted, pushing harder, her voice trembling. "We have to stop. We need to go comfort Olivia, not...not do this!"

She stood up, her breasts bouncing free, nipples glistening from his saliva, her face flushed with both arousal and resolve.

But to her disbelief, Kafka didn't relent. His hands moved to his jeans, and with a swift motion, he unzipped them, pulling out his cock.

It sprang free, thick and rock-hard, the head glistening with precum, throbbing with an Intensity that made her eyes widen and her cheeks burn.

"I don't care, Mom." He said, his voice low and commanding, a smirk playing on his lips. "Look at this. I'm aching, and I need someone to fix it."

"...So, unless you want Mom to walk out and see her son's cock out in the open, you're gonna calm me down."

Abigaille's gaze locked onto his cock, its size and hardness sending a shiver through her, her pussy growing wetter despite her protests.

"Kafi, that's not fair!" She stammered, her voice a mix of indignation and desire. "You can't just...force your own mother to do this! It's cheating!"

Kafka scoffed, his eyes glinting with a possessive hunger as he reached for her, pulling her down until she was on her knees, her face inches from his throbbing cock. She stared at it in awe, the sheer size and heat of it making her mouth water, her resolve crumbling.

"Force my father?" He said, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "Before you say anything like that

just knowi that before you're my mother, you're my woman, Mom...And as your man, I can tell you to do whatever I want."

He grabbed her hair, his grip firm but not painful, pulling her closer until her lips hovered just above his cock. His eyes locked onto hers, a wicked smile curving his lips.

"Isn't that right, Mom?...You'll do exactly what I say, no matter what you claim, won't you?"

Abigaille opened her mouth to protest, to insist she wouldn't, but her body betrayed her. Conditioned by months of his touch, his dominance, her instincts took over.

"Y-Yes." She whispered, her voice trembling with submission, her cheeks burning with shame and arousal. "I'll...I'll do anything you desire, Kafi."

His chuckle was low, as he leaned back, his cock twitching in front of her.

"Good girl." He said, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Now use those fat tits of yours to make cock go down...Go on."

Abigaille pouted, her lips pursing in a cute, defiant glare, but the heat in her lower garden was undeniable. She couldn't resist him, not when he looked at her like that, not when his cock was so hard, so ready for her.

With a soft huff, she leaned forward, pushing her heavy breasts together, enveloping his cock in their warm, plush embrace. The thick shaft nestled perfectly between them, the head peeking out as she squeezed her tits around it, her nipples brushing against his thighs.

She then looked up at him, her blue eyes shimmering with love and reluctant arousal, and began to move, sliding her breasts up and down, the soft, yielding flesh stroking his cock in a slow, sensual rhythm.

"Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Mmmph!♡~"

Kafka groaned, his head tilting back, his hands resting on her shoulders as she worked him. "Fuck, Mom." He murmured, his voice rough with pleasure. "Those tits...so fucking soft. Keep going, just like that."

Her plush breasts squeezed Kafka's thick, throbbing cock, the warm, soft flesh enveloping it completely as she slid them up and down in a slow, sensual motion.

"Mmmph!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~"

Her hard, purple nipples grazed his thighs with each stroke, sending sparks of pleasure through her own body, her pussy dripping, soaking her panties and leaving a slick trail down her inner thighs.

"Slurp!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Nnn! ♡~"

Her eyes locked onto his, shimmering with a potent submission, love, and raw, unfiltered lust, her flushed cheeks betraying the taboo thrill coursing through her.

The living room was a cocoon of heat and forbidden desire, the faint creak of the bedroom door where Olivia hid a constant, electrifying reminder of the danger they were flirting with.

That risk only fanned the flames, making Abigaille's lower half pulse with need, her breaths coming in soft, needy pants as she worked her son's cock with her heavy, bouncing tits.

"Ooooh!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"

Kafka leaned back on the couch, his hands gripping her neck, his fingers digging into her soft skin as he watched her with a dark, hungry gaze.

His voice was a low, filthy growl, dripping with lust. "My god, Mom, look at those fat fucking tits. So goddamn huge, my cock's disappearing in there just like that."

His cock, thick and veined, pulsed between her breasts, the swollen head peeking out with each upward stroke, glistening with precum that smeared across her skin.

"I could hide even in these if we were playing hide and seek, bury myself in your juicy tits, and no one'd ever find me. They're so fucking perfect, Mom, made for my cock."

"Nnn!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Mmmph!♡~ Ahh! ♡~"

Abigaille moaned, her body trembling as she pressed her breasts tighter around his shaft, the friction making her nipples ache with pleasure.

And unable to hold back anymore, her voice came out a submissive, erotic purr, laced with desperation.

"Oh, Kafi...You're so dirty, saying that. But it's true!♡~...Mommy's are all yours, baby, so big, so soft, just for you to fuck, to hide in!♡~"

She leaned forward, dragging her hard nipples across the sensitive tip of his cock, rubbing them in slow, teasing circles over the slit, coaxing a bead of precum that she smeared with her nipple, making him hiss.

"I'm also such a bad friend...such a bad mother as well."

She whimpered, her voice thick with guilt and arousal, her eyes glistening with shame.

"Pleasing my son like this, making you feel good while Olivia's right next door, crying, drowning in guilt. How can I be so awful, Kafi? How can I want your cock this much when my best friend's hurting?"

Kafka's grin was wide, his hips bucking slightly to fuck her tits harder, the slick, warm embrace driving him wild.

"Tell me, Mom." He said, his fingers sliding up to tangle in her hair, tugging gently to tilt her face toward him. "How's it feel, being such a filthy friend, such a slutty mother, with my cock buried in your fat tits? Tell me how much you love it."

"Nnn!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Mmmph!♡~ Ahh! ♡~"

Abigaille's moan was loud, aggressive, her submission laced with a fierce, desperate need as she worked her breasts faster, her nipples dragging across his head, teasing it with relentless precision.

"Your Mommy's disgusting, Kafi!♡~" She gasped, her voice trembling with raw desire. "A terrible friend, a awful mother, doing this to you. I should be comforting Olivia, but instead I'm here, worshipping your cock with my tits!♡~ But...I just can't stop!♡~"

"Your cock, God, it's so big, so hard, so amazing!♡~. Every time I see it, she's dripping, Kafi!♡~ I try to say no, I try to be good, but I crave your dick. I'm a slut for it, for you!♡~"

She leaned down, her tongue flicking out, pushing into his foreskin, licking the sensitive skin inside with slow, hungry swirls, tasting the salty musk of him.

"Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Mmmph!♡~"

Her mouth joined her breasts, sucking the tip of his cock while her tits stroked the shaft, her lips stretching around the head as she bobbed, the wet, sloppy sounds filling the room.

"Mmmph!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~"

She alternated, sucking him deep, then pulling back to let her breasts take over, her tongue teasing his slit, her nipples rubbing against his balls, every movement a filthy, erotic dance of devotion.

"Slurp!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Nnn! ♡~"

Kafka groaned, his head tilting back, his cock throbbing between her breasts and lips, the combined assault pushing him closer to the edge.

"Fuck, Mom, you're a goddamn goddess." He growled, his voice rough with need. "Sucking my cock, fucking it with your tits, right here with Mom so close."

"...How excited are you, huh? Tell me how fucking wet you are, knowing you're such a dirty slut for your son."

Abigaille's eyes fluttered, her pussy clenching as she pulled back slightly, her tongue still swirling around his head, her breasts bouncing with each stroke.

"I'm so excited, Kafi!♡~" She moaned, her voice a dirty, desperate confession, her thighs squeezing together to ease the ache in her core. "I'm a filthy, disgusting mother, getting off on this, on you!♡~ My pussy's soaked, Kafi, dripping through my panties, running down my thighs!♡~"

"I'm so hard for you, so turned on knowing it's wrong, knowing Olivia could walk out and see me like this, sucking my son's cock, fucking it with my tits."

"...I'm a nasty slut, Kafi, and I fucking love since it's with you Kafi, my baby boy."

She sucked his tip harder, her tongue plunging into his slit, while her breasts squeezed his shaft, sliding faster, the friction making her moan against his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through him.

"Ooooh!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"

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Kafka's breath stopped his cock pulsing, the heat building to a breaking point.

"Fuck, Mom, you're too good." He growled, his voice thick with lust. "I'm gonna cum, fuck, I'm so close."

Abigaille moved to plunge her mouth over his cock, ready to take his load, her lips parting to swallow him deep, but he stopped her, his hand gripping her hair tightly, pulling her back.

"No..." He said, his voice a commanding snarl. "On your face. I want my cum all over that gorgeous fucking face, dripping down those fat tits."

Abigaille's eyes widened, a thrill of taboo excitement surging through her as she obeyed, pulling back and tilting her face up, her breasts still pressed around his cock, stroking him with slow, tight squeezes.

"Nnn!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Mmmph!♡~ Ahh! ♡~"

She looked up at him, her cum-hungry gaze locked on his, her lips parted, tongue darting out to tease his tip one last time.

"Give it to me, Kafi." She whispered, her voice a sultry plea. "Cum on your dirty mother's face, mark me with it."

Kafka groaned, his hips bucking, and his cock erupted, thick, hot ropes of cum splattering across her face in a messy, glorious torrent.

"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"

The first jet hit her cheek, thick and warm, dripping down to her jaw, pooling in the curve of her neck.

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

The second coated her lips, her tongue darting out to taste the salty release, a moan escaping her as it filled her mouth.

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

The third landed on her forehead, streaking into her hair, while more spurted across her nose, her chin, her flushed cheeks, painting her face in a glistening mask of his cum.

Some dripped down onto her bouncing breasts, splattering across her brown skin, sliding into her cleavage, coating her nipples in sticky white strands.

Abigaille's pussy also clenched, her body trembling as she felt his cum mark her, the filthy act pushing her to the edge of her own climax, her thighs slick with her own arousal.

She then licked her lips, savoring the taste of him, her cum-streaked face glowing with shame and ecstasy.

"Kafi.." She whispered, her voice trembling as she looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with love and lust. "You're so bad...covering me like this, making Mommy your dirty little cum slut."

Her fingers trailed across her breasts, smearing his cum over her nipples, teasing them as she moaned softly, her pussy throbbing, desperate for release.

Kafka leaned forward, his hand cupping her chin, his thumb smearing his cum across her cheek, spreading it over her lips.

"You're simply divine, Mom." He murmured, his voice low and satisfied, his eyes drinking in the sight of her face and tits coated in his release, her body trembling with need. "My dirty, beautiful mother, all mine."

Abigaille's heart raced, her body humming with the aftershocks of their act, the taboo thrill of Olivia's proximity making every sensation sharper, more intense.

She leaned into his touch, her cum-covered face nuzzling his hand, a soft moan escaping her as she surrendered to the moment.

"I'm yours, Kafi...." She whispered, her voice thick with devotion. "...Always yours."

The living room, the couch, the distant threat of the bedroom door—it all faded, leaving only the heat of their bodies, the slick, sticky evidence of their lust, and the unbreakable, forbidden bond that tied them together in this dangerous, intoxicating dance.

While these two were caught in their erotic moment, Olivia on the other waited patiently inside, praying to God that she hasn't actually hurt her son and that he didn't hate her too much for what she had done, thinking that the reason Abigaille was taking so long to talk to him was because she was trying to calm his rage towards her, not even having a clue that her son was getting a tit-job from his one mother...