Chapter 654: Oil Massage
Lying on an inflatable mattress on the floor right beside the tub was the Battle Angel herself.
But Nadia looked nothing like the cold, stoic, unyielding woman the world knew.
Instead she was completely naked!
Her milky white breasts were exposed, covered in fresh bite marks that told the story of a very passionate encounter.
Her ass cheeks bore the red imprint of handprints—evidence of enthusiastic spanking.
And between her thick thighs, her pussy lips glistened, still leaking a steady trickle of fluid that pooled beneath her on the plastic.
She was oiled from head to toe, every inch of her body gleaming under the bathroom lights.
The slime Mika had given her clung to her curves, highlighting every dip and swell, making her look like something carved from wet marble.
And she was utterly, completely wrecked.
Her eyes were half-lidded, her mouth hanging open slightly as she breathed in heavy, uneven gasps. A thin line of drool traced from the corner of her lips down to her chin.
The normally impeccable woman who never showed weaknesswas utterly wrecked!
This was because when the sisters had suggested taking a bath to clean up earlier, Mika had secretly summoned Nadia to the suite, knowing her government office was just a few blocks away.
The obedient Battle Angel had rushed over without a second thought.
But the moment she stepped into the bathroom, Mika had locked the door, stripped her naked, thrown down an inflatable mattress, and tossed a bottle of exotic oil at her.
"Oil up." He had commanded her. "You’re going to give me a full-body massage—and you’re only allowed to use your skin."
Flustered yet secretly thrilled by the filthy request, Nadia had submitted entirely.
And so the passionate encounter had begun.
Mika lay on the mattress while Nadia used those massive, heavenly mounds to scrub him all over.
"L-Like this Mika?"
"Yes, just like that. God that feels good!"
She pressed them against his chest, sliding up and down with the oil providing slick lubrication.
"It’s so sticky. I can’t even hold my breasts up."
She added more and more oil as she worked, her nipples hardening against his skin.
For Mika, it was paradise.
These two bags of milk pressed against his face and body, sliding over his muscles, leaving trails of slick warmth wherever they touched. He felt as if he had died and gone to heaven.
When she moved to his back, she used her tongue as well—licking long stripes down his spine while simultaneously scrubbing him with her breasts.
The dual sensation was absolutely divine.
And then she had slid his hands between her breasts—and guided them down to her pussy.
The moan she let out when his fingers made contact was unlike anything he had ever heard from her.
Her juices spilled down her thighs, mixing with the oil and creating an even slicker surface. She ground against his hand shamelessly, chasing her pleasure even as she tried to maintain the pretense of giving him a massage.
By that point, Mika’s cock was rock hard and aching for attention.
Nadia had taken notice, wrapping her plump ass cheeks around his length and sliding up and down, up and down.
The wet sounds of flesh colliding filled the bathroom—squelch, squelch, squelch—so loud that Mika was grateful he had soundproofed the area beforehand.
And of course, he had returned the favor. He had buried his face between her legs and eaten her pussy with an enthusiasm that bordered on worship.
"Noo, Mika stop! That’s too agressive! Y-You can’t make your mother come so quickly!"
He had licked and sucked and probed until she was squirting over and over again, her juices coating his face and dripping down his chin.
By the end of it all, Nadia sprawled across the mattress, too exhausted to even move.
—
Mika crouched beside her, and immediately her eyes were drawn to his cock.
Despite her exhaustion, she felt a fresh surge of excitement at the sight.
"Are you alright?" He reached out and gently brushed the wet hair from her face. "Did I take it too far?"
His voice was genuinely concerned, and that made Nadia’s heart flutter even as her body trembled.
"No." She whispered, shaking her head. "It’s...a fine. There’s no need to worry."
A blush spread across her cheeks—not just from the orgasms, but from the sheer taboo of what they had done.
"It felt really good." She admitted, her voice barely audible. "I can’t believe I’m saying this, but...it felt amazing."
She glanced toward the bathroom door, her expression shifting to one of embarrassment.
"But it’s so strange. All my nieces and my own daughter are right next door. And here I am, doing...doing these things with my own son."
Mika’s grin was wolfish.
"That’s exactly why it’s so exciting, isn’t it? Your daughter has no idea that her own mother is in here acting like a complete whore!"
The word made Nadia flinch with shame. But at the same time, she couldn’t deny it.
Here she was, oiled up and exhausted, having just spent the better part of an hour pleasuring her own son. If that didn’t make her a whore, what did?
But she was his whore.
And that made all the difference.
Before she could respond, she noticed Mika’s gaze had dropped to her crotch. He was staring at it intently, his eyes dark with something she couldn’t quite identify.
She quickly closed her legs, embarrassed.
"What...What are you looking at, Mika?" She asked nervously. "Does it look weird? After everything we did, it’s probably super wet and—"
"How could anyone call something this beautiful weird, Nadia?"
Mika murmured, sliding his fingers along her slit.
"Look at you. You’re perfect. Every inch of you."
She shivered at his touch, at his words.
But then his fingers moved higher, pressing against her pubic bone, and his expression shifted from adoring to something more...calculating.
"It’s just right here." He said, nudging the area gently. "I feel like you have a really full bladder right now. It’s literally bulging out."
Nadia’s eyes shimmered in confusion at the topic.
"I...well, I suppose so. I do have to use the bathroom soon."
But the moment those words left her lips, a dangerous glint ignited in Mika’s eyes.
Nadia’s instincts screamed in alarm. "Wait—Mika, no—"
Before she could scramble away on the slick mattress, Mika reached down, grabbed her beneath her arms, and hoisted her up with effortless strength.
"Mika! What are you—!"
Ignoring her panicking squeaks, Mika set her directly onto the porcelain toilet.
But instead of letting her sit normally, he forced her into a wide, hovering squat, resting her bare feet on the porcelain edges of the bowl.
The position was outrageously obscene.
Because her body was dripping in slick oil, Nadia had to strain every muscle in her core to balance herself, causing her heavy breasts, thick thighs, and fat ass cheeks to jiggle wildly like jelly.
Her plump, swollen pussy was also spread completely open, fully exposed to the open air and dripping slick fluid directly into the bowl below.
Nadia stared up at him, her face burning with embarrassment.
"What...What exactly are you doing?" She asked, her voice small. "Why am I in this position?"
Then realization dawned.
"Wait. Don’t tell me you want me to..."
Mika nodded, his grin stretching wide.
"Exactly what you’re thinking, Nadia. I want you to pee. Right now. Right there on the spot."
Nadia’s face went from red to white.
"Mika, that’s—you can’t possibly—"
"Oh, I can." He interrupted. "And I will."
He leaned closer, his voice dropping to an intimate murmur.
"We’ve already done so many dirty things together, Nadia. I’ve licked your breasts. Eaten your pussy. Explored every inch of your body with my hands and tongue. You can’t deny it—I’ve discovered every part of you."
Nadia’s face grew redder with each word, but she couldn’t argue. He was absolutely right.
"But." Mika continued. "I haven’t taken the final step. I haven’t pushed my cock inside you yet."
Nadia’s breath caught. Her eyes shook as she looked at his erection—so close, so tempting, so wrong.
"That...That would be too taking it too far, Mika. W-We can’t do that." She whispered, even as her body betrayed her with a fresh surge of arousal.
"Exactly." Mika agreed. "Way too inappropriate. We can’t do that."
For some reason, Nadia felt a twinge of disappointment at his words.
Which was absurd, she had been the one to establish that boundary, to insist that they never cross that final line.
But still...
"But...I haven’t seen you pee yet. And that’s not right."
Mika leaned in close, his cock bobbing right in front of her face. She had a sudden, overwhelming urge to take it in her mouth.
"We’re trying to experience the most taboo things possible. The dirty massage with your daughter right next door—we can cross that off the list."
"But watching your own mother piss in such a humiliating position? That would push the taboo meter into completely new territory."
His fingers found her nipple and rolled it gently. Nadia whimpered.
"D-Don’t you think this is too much, Mika?" She managed. "Watching your mother do something so filthy....I’ll be traumatized forever."
Mika leaned down, his voice dropping to an intimate murmur.
"Would you rather spend the rest of your life drowning in shame?"
"Or...would you rather finally be able to talk to your daughter and express your emotions freely, instead of being the ice statue you’ve always been?"
The words hit home.
That was the whole point of this arrangement, wasn’t it?
Through these taboo experiences and pushing the boundaries of what was acceptable, she had begun to unlock parts of herself that had been sealed away for years.
She wanted that. She wanted to be able to talk to her daughter without struggling. She wanted to be a real mother.
So eventually, she looked up at Mika with resolve.
"Fine." She said quietly. "I’ll do it. B-But only because you asked."
She paused, then added with as much dignity as she could muster,
"And don’t tease me about this in the future. I really will get angry!"
Mika burst out laughing, playfully pinching her flushed cheek.
"Sure, sure~ My cute little Nadia will get angry! That’s the funniest joke I’ve heard all day. You couldn’t stay mad at me if your life depended on it."
Nadia opened her eyes, staring at him helplessly. He was right. She was utterly powerless against him.
He was the only person in the universe who truly understood her, and her love for him ran deeper than life itself.
"Alright...now hold still." Mika said, pulling out his smartphone.
Nadia nearly slipped off the toilet in sheer panic.
"W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR PHONE?!"