God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Monstrous Size
She finally got her first major clue as to what it was that was hidden in my pants, which made her breathing turn much heavier, and I could feel her ass and chest heat up every second she touched the snake below, which she was doing much more carefully now as if she was scared that she would hurt it.

“B-But isn’t a penis supposed to be really soft and flaccid? Why would it feel so hard and stiff like it is right now?” My mother squeezed the snake with her fingers, but no matter how much pressure she put on it, it wouldn’t bend to her will and stayed in the same shape it was in. “…But it’s also known that a man’s penis gets hard when they get excited, so it makes sense if it isn’t as soft as it’s supposed to be…And I’m sure that you’re also quite excited about having your mother sit on your lap with how big of a pervert you are, so the reason you got excited also checks the box…”

I could see my mother’s neurons firing non-stop in her head as she started to fit all the pieces of the puzzle together to get the answer she wanted. And she slowly started to get nervous and embarrassed, judging by how she was hesitant to touch me, unlike before, now that she was figuring out and realising what exactly the snake in my pants was.

“…A-And the shape of the thing in your pants and the warmth it emits also add up since it’s a part of your body that has blood flowing through it at the moment, which also points it to being your p-private place that I don’t know if I should be t-touching right now or not…” She took her hand off the bulging object below to save herself from any more embarrassment, while her ears changed their shade to a bright red as she spoke.

But just as she took her hand off, I pushed it back down onto the hot rod below and made her hold it in her hands, which made her eyes tremble. She could’ve just resisted and pulled her hand back if she really wanted to, since I wasn’t really holding her hand by force. But she didn’t do any of that and let her hand rest on my pole, and she even went as far as to grab tightly out of nervousness about her current situation.

She then looked at me with teary eyes that looked so clueless and vulnerable at the moment and a face so flushed that it looked like it would leak out water at any moment, and asked,

“K-Kafi, correct Mommy if she’s wrong…B-But is the snake-like thing that Mommy has been playing this whole while and stomping on with my butt while having so much fun, your private part….That is, I mean…y-your penis?”

“Ping-Pong!” I made a noise, indicating that she had finally guessed the correct answer, with a big smile on my face. “That’s right, mom. After all those guesses you’ve made and all the observations you took, you finally figured out what it was… It was just like you said; it was my penis all along!”

“The very same penis that’s been rock hard in my pants for a while now, because of the way you were rocking your ass all over my crotch a moment ago.”

My mother tightened her grip on the shaft of my cock even more when she heard me confirm her guess, and she looked like she was going to pass out due to embarrassment when she thought of how she was ignorantly stroking my dick this whole time while thinking it was a snake.

“Now, do you understand why I said that it wouldn’t be the best if you jumped around on my crotch like that?”

“It would’ve been fine if it was a child bouncing around his mother’s lap, since that’s what children do…” I said as I pulled my mother closer to me, while I guided her hand to stroke my thick penis that could barely fit in her hand. “But if it’s the other way around and the boy has grown up to be a full-grown man whose body is full of feral hormones, then it’s going to be an entirely different case that’s most likely not going to end up pretty. And probably with the ass of the mother, who was shaking it all over her son’s crotch, covered in his cum…”

“B-But, Kafi…” My mother’s voice trembled as she continued to stroke my cock without my help and kept glancing at the bulge below, like she was checking if she was doing a decent job. “Isn’t the thing in your pants a little too big to be called a p-penis?…I mean, are all penises normally so big that I’m struggling to just wrap my fingers around it and so long that it feels like there’s a snake that’s coiled up under my butt?”

Stroke~ Stroke~

She shimmied her ass around so that she could properly feel my dick on her bare ass, which felt like she was sitting on a molten iron rod that grew bigger every time she gave it a stroke.

“…Not to mention that I can only feel a part of your penis in my hand, since the rest of it is still buried in between your legs and refuses to come out for now.” She said as she dug into my pants and tried to find out just how big I actually was, but couldn’t since no matter how far she pushed her hand in between my legs, she could still feel my penis along with it.

And seeing that she couldn’t find the end of my dick no matter how much she scrambled her hands around my crotch, she looked up at me with a frightened look on her face and said in trepidation, like she was witnessing the emergence of a God,

“If this portion of your dick that’s in my hand is already so big that it’s throbbing like a wild animal that wants to escape the cage it’s trapped in, then just how big is your penis in its entirety?…Wouldn’t it be an absolute monster of a penis that would completely destroy any vagina it enters???”

“Especially mine…” Her face paled as she brushed aside her pubic hair and spread her wet pussy wide, like she was telling me to see how small her pink succulent hole was, which was slightly gaping right now as if it were also scared of the sheer size of my dick. “…W-Wouldn’t it absolutely tear through this tiny little pussy of mine like it’s shredding through a piece of paper and make a complete mess of my fragile insides until not even a single spot is left intact?”

“Wouldn’t it, Kafi?…Wouldn’t it?” She asked in a frantic manner and was looking at me as if I were the last rope she could rely on, hoping that I would say it wouldn’t.

But after seeing my mother’s tiny little hole that looked like it could barely take in a piece of chalk and comparing it to my cock that needed more than one hand to properly hold, I chose to stay silent and look away, which made my mother look at me with an exasperated expression on her face, like she was contemplating whether she would live or die after taking my fat cock into her tight little pussy.

And after thinking about it for a few seconds, she gave a wry smile, like she had lost all hope in her life, and looked to be thinking about what she should be writing in her will…