God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

Chapter 44: How Does He Taste?

Drip~

Even though her son was only talking to himself, his shameless words about making her own daughter bloom made her secret garden leak a bit, and she could feel her already wet underwear becoming a little more colder than before.

And as if she didn't want to risk her underwear getting damper than it already was, she lightly pushed her son away and quickly said, with a flustered expression on her face

"L-Like Daddy said, I'm already a grownup now. S-So, we don't have to do those things you said to make me an adult."

"Really? Are you sure? I mean, don't all girls these days want to think of themselves as grownups and do all sorts of things to make others think that?"

Yes. Yes, they do. But they only wear makeup on their faces or wear mature clothes to make themselves seem more adult-like. They don't go around playing around with their fathers in bed, to have that grown-up effect on others.

"It's really fine! If Daddy says I'm a grown up, then I'm already a grown up." She quickly stated so that her son wouldn't drag her off to bed and do the unspeakable. "And it's just a kiss, isn't it? It should be nothing for a grownup like me to kiss Daddy on the lips."

Even though she didn't want to cross the boundaries of a mother and son, she was also afraid her son would be desatisfied if she rejected his need for compensation and asked for something worse in return, like plucking her flower, so she decided to go along with his request.

She also felt that it was only correct to do so since her son also went along with her order of kissing her all over her body, and she felt that it would be too shameless to decline his request, even though it was more inappropriate than hers.

There was also her hidden desire that came into the picture, where she wanted to know how her son's lips felt against hers, which she had never felt before, as she only used to kiss him on the cheeks or his forehead even when he was a child, since he hated any intimate actions in the past. She especially looked forward to knowing how it would feel in the moment since she was currently cornered against a wall and was in a perfect position for a forceful kiss, like the ones she saw in her dramas.

And to be fair, kissing her son on the lips wasn't something that was really horrible, since mothers kiss their children all the time; the only difference was that her son was already old enough to get a part-time job, and she herself was looking at him as a member of the opposite sex.

"Should I do it for you since it's your first time? Or, are you going to try it out yourself?" He acted as if she were really a young girl who was going to have her first kiss.

"I can do it myself! It's nothing for a grown-up for me!" She too acted like a proud little girl who didn't like her father looking down on her inexperience, even though her heart was actually beating really hard, like she was going to re-experience her first kiss.

"Fine. If you say you can do it yourself, then show Daddy what you got." He said, and closed his eyes, and waited for the kiss.

Seeing her son close his eyes made her even more nervous about what she was going to do, and she even had thoughts of backing out. She was fine with the spanking punishment, as at the end of the day, it wouldn't be a big deal as her son had already felt up her ass quite a lot. But kissing her son, on the other hand, was a first for her and made her quite scared about what might happen.

But in the end, her curiosity about how her son's lips would taste and the temptation that came from kissing her own son overcame her nervousness, and she resolutely decided to kiss her son.

She was about to tip-toe to reach her son's face, but she found that he was already thoughtfully leaning over to make it easier for her to kiss him. Her son's consideration, which made her feel like he was treating her like his love, made her blush, and she used that flustered moment to overcome her embarrassment and gave her son a kiss on the lips.

Chu~

Even though he was leaning towards her, she still had to stretch out her neck to kiss him, and the moment her lips touched his, a bolt of electricity went through her body. She couldn't feel anything on her lips and didn't know if her son's lips were cold or not, or whether they were moist or dry, and all she could think about was that right now, at this moment, she was kissing her own son...And not just on the cheek or nose like any mother would, but she was kissing her own son, who was almost an adult, in the most intimate manner, right on the lips.

She parted away from his slender lips after giving him a quick kiss because she was a little too agitated over what she was doing, but she couldn't help but go for another kiss at the next moment because she wanted to know how her son's lips felt like; completely losing any resemblance to a decent mother at that moment.

Chu~

This time, when they kissed once again, she could feel that his lips were quite soft, and it felt like she was kissing the fleshy part of a peeled orange. She didn't expect her son's lips to feel so tender, but she did have to admit that they matched his handsome appearance.

Even though he was rather strong and had a rather sturdy body that had no unnecessary fat; which she felt when she sat on him, he had soft lips that felt sensational to kiss.

She also couldn't help but wonder if his lips tasted as fruity as they felt, and she went in for a third kiss to find out.

Chu~

Even though she felt embarrassed that she was kissing her son once again, she was still satisfied with the results she got and found out that her son's lips didn't taste like fruit and were actually a bit salty. But it wasn't the type of saltines that would make your face sour and spit out what was in your mouth, but the savoury taste of salt that would make you want to go in for another lick to tasteitss flavour.

And to go in for another kiss to get another taste of his lips, which seemed so addictive to peck at, was what she was going to do, but she froze when she saw her son with his eyes open, looking down at her with an expression as if he were asking what she was doing right now.