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

Chapter 533: Am I Actually A Succubus?

The moment the words left Mika’s mouth, Nadia’s world tilted on its axis.

She had been expecting many things—perhaps more awkward confessions, perhaps a deeper dive into the mechanics of how he had helped her.

But this? This was the last thing she had anticipated hearing.

Her son got excited...Because of her!

The implications crashed over her like a wave, relentless and overwhelming.

Her face began to burn, heat spreading from her cheeks down her neck and into her chest.

Her body grew warm—then hot—then feverish.

Her eyes, which had been so curious and eager just moments ago, started to water, not from sadness but from the sheer intensity of what she was feeling.

She realized, in that moment, the full weight of what Mika had just admitted.

Her son, the boy she had raised, the young man she loved more than anything in the world, had been aroused by her.

Even as she repeated it in her mind, she couldn’t believe it. It felt surreal, like something out of a dream—or perhaps a nightmare, depending on how one looked at it.

She stared at him in a daze, her lips parted, her breath shallow. Then, finally, she managed to speak.

"You...really got excited by me, Mika?"

She pointed at herself, her finger trembling slightly.

"Y-Your own mother?"

Her voice grew more desperate, more urgent.

"This isn’t some sort of joke, right? You aren’t pulling one of your pranks on me right now?!"

Mika rolled his eyes and scoffed, but there was no malice in it.

"Do you really think I’d be making a joke like this right now? In this moment?" He looked at her with a serious expression. "There’s no way I would do such a thing. Not about something like this."

Which meant—Mika was telling the truth.

The realization struck her like a thunderbolt.

This was especially since Mika’s earlier reveal, she had convinced herself that he was doing everything out of necessity.

That even when he touched her body, he wouldn’t feel anything at all.

And even if he did feel something, it would be the exact opposite of excitement—he would feel awkward, weird, perhaps even repulsed by having to do such things to his own mother.

But the truth was the opposite.

Mika had actually felt something. His body had responded to her.

She looked at him with an extremely intense gaze, her eyes boring into his, silently demanding more.

Mika understood. He cleared his throat and began to speak, his voice low and contemplative.

"Of course, at first, when I began to touch you all over, I felt all sorts of negative emotions. Guilt for doing this to my own mother. Repulsion from touching you of all people in such dirty places."

He shook his head, a look of genuine distress crossing his features.

"I genuinely felt as though my soul was being sucked out every single moment I spent with you."

Nadia’s mood soured.

She didn’t like the fact that Mika was saying just touching her body made him feel that way, as if he didn’t find her attractive at all, as if she repulsed him.

Even though it made sense and his words were logical—it stung more than she wanted to admit.

But then Mika’s expression shifted. He looked at her shyly, almost bashfully, and continued.

"But then, as time went on and we got more and more intimate—and especially when you sat on top of my lap, just like you are sitting right now—"

Nadia looked down and realized, once again, that she was straddling her son.

Her thighs were spread over his legs, her core pressed against his abdomen, her breasts hovering just above his face. She had been so lost in the conversation that she hadn’t even noticed.

Mika continued, his voice faltering slightly,

"...I realized that my body was starting to react to you."

Nadia’s breath caught.

"Every single time I touched you all over, I could feel myself getting heated up. My breath got heavy. My heart started racing."

His voice dropped lower, more intimate as he said,

"And to tell you the truth, Nadia, with how messy the situation already was, I didn’t really understand my emotions at that time."

"I thought I was just scared because of what I was doing. Scared of getting caught, perhaps, or scared of how you would react."

He paused, his eyes growing distant with recollection.

"But then, as things went further and further, and my body heated up more and more—goosebumps spreading all over me, my skin tingling wherever I touched you—I realized..."

He met her eyes, and there was a look of revelation in his gaze.

"I was actually getting turned on by touching my own mother."

Nadia’s heart raced so fast she thought it might burst.

Even though his words confirmed what her instincts had been telling her—hearing it spoken aloud by her son was something else entirely.

Mika blushed, looking down despite the fact that his face was nestled directly between her breasts.

"At first, I didn’t want to believe it at all." He gave a self-deprecating chuckle. "It didn’t make any sense."

"I mean, I’m your son after all. There’s no way I should feel that way."

He looked up at her with a much more vulnerable gaze, shifting awkwardly beneath her.

"But then, as time went on, I became more and more aware of how my body was reacting." He swallowed hard. "It was the same way it acted when I was incredibly excited and saw a whole bunch of naked women in front of me."

Nadia’s body heated up even further. She could feel her own pulse throbbing between her legs, her nipples tightening against the fabric of her dress.

"So...that means...you looked at me...and..." She couldn’t finish.

But fortunately, Mika did as his eyes grew distant with recollection, a flush creeping across his cheeks until he finally admitted,

"Yes, I truly did get excited by you, Nadia. There’s...no other way to describe it."

The moment she heard this, Nadia felt like she was over the moon.

Before, she had thought he couldn’t care about her at all—that he was only doing his duty.

Now the picture was completely the opposite.

Her mind, which had settled into an uneasy peace, turned into a whirlwind of emotions once again.

She couldn’t help but wonder: what exactly had made Mika so excited about her? What had caused him to react that way?

Was it lust? Was it love? Was it the taboo nature of what they were doing?

Or was it the fact that they had done those things in front of a room full of people?

She was so curious. And she didn’t feel a hint of disgust or repulsion at all.

She wanted to know more!

Mika seemed to pick up on that. He went on to explain.

"Of course, I was really confused at first. It made no sense why I would feel such emotions toward you. I had a plan—a clear objective—and my body shouldn’t have interfered with that. It was supposed to be clinical. Controlled. Detached."

But then Mika looked up with inspiration in his eyes.

"But then I realized what it was that made me react that way."

He looked down—right at her breasts and pointed at them.

"It’s your body, Nadia...It’s your irresistibly sexy body that made me completely turned on."

"W-What?" Nadia gasped. "What do you mean, my body!?"

She looked down at her own breasts, then back at him.

"How is that possible? It’s not like I have some blessing that can actually seduce someone. I’m not a succubus like Charlotte, Mika!"

Mika let out a chuckle and shyly looked up at her.

"Well, you don’t need to be a succubus to seduce anyone, Nadia."

He pulled her closer, his hands resting on her hips.

"Just this figure alone...is enough to take down any man in this world."

Nadia’s throat went dry.

"Is it... really that amazing?"

She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She gently pushed her breasts toward him, an unconscious, almost instinctive gesture.

"Is it really so good that even you, of all people, got affected by my body?"

She said it with genuine confusion, wondering if she somehow had a seductive blessing she didn’t know about—one that had managed to seduce even her own son.

Mika shook his head, gazing down at her milky breasts. For a moment, his lips parted, as if he wanted to suck on them right then and there.

But he held himself back.

"Honestly, before all of this, when I looked at you, I just thought you had a really nice figure for someone your age—"

Nadia’s eyes narrowed. She pinched his waist hard.

He yelped, then chuckled, rubbing the sore spot.

"Okay, okay, bad wording."

His expression grew more serious, more truthful.

"But then when I actually got to experience your body with my own hands, and feel you up all over..."

His hands roamed down her waist and her back as he spoke. She felt them but didn’t say anything.

"...I realized just how sexy of a body you actually have."

He paused, searching for words.

"Or rather, my body realized it. The animalistic instinct inside of me, as a male, realized it and started reacting on its own."

He let out a self-deprecating chuckle as he said,

"But it also makes sense, Nadia. You probably have one of the sexiest bodies in the entire world."

She gulped as he looked down at her future.

"A figure as abundant and perfectly proportioned as yours...simply shouldn’t be exist or even possible for anyone."

He murmured, his hands sliding around to grasp the edges of her hips.

"It must be a byproduct of your blessing. To have hips this slender, yet..."

He paused, letting out a low, breathless whistle as his palms pressed against her lower curves.

"...an ass that is just stupidly large."

Nadia’s face flushed a deeper, near-purplish crimson, while Mika looked back up into her eyes.

"You have to admit it, Nadia. You have an absolutely banging body."

"A body so potent that even my strongest filial logic couldn’t stop my male instincts from reacting the moment I touched it."

Hearing this, Nadia felt dizzy. Overwhelmed. She had expected Mika to share some embarrassing truth between them.

But who could have imagined it would be something so intense that her body felt like it was on fire?

Even her nipples and pussy reacted, as if this confession was somehow far more wrong than Mika’s actual touches had been.

Despite the overwhelming reaction, she bit her lip and finally asked the question burning in her mind.

"Mika, when you say you had a reaction...do you mean..."

She glanced down at his crotch, where she was sitting.

"You had a reaction down there as well?"

Mika’s face turned crimson. He clearly hadn’t expected the question.

But eventually, he nodded.

"It’s embarrassing. I don’t want to admit it, but..." He swallowed. "The truth is, I did have an erection. Quite a strong one at that."

He shifted uncomfortably beneath her.

"To the extent that I had to keep shifting you on my lap, just so you wouldn’t notice the hard-on I was having."