God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 63

Chapter 63: Do All Peaches Taste This Good?
She then followed what her son said and tilted her head up and opened her mouth wide, like she was trying to taste the falling rain. Only in this case, the rainwater she was about to drink was her own fluids that had been marinating in her butt for a while now and have been waiting for someone to slurp it all off.

“Stick your tongue out, Abi, just in case it drips out of your mouth…I don’t want you to spill any of this liquid, since it’s a precious commodity that most people would get on their knees and beg to get a single drop.” She stuck out her pink tongue, while thinking why people would fight over something as disgusting as her sweat, which only made her already sultry brown face that was flushed all over even more erotic.

Her son then put his cupped hand over her mouth, and while she looked up at him with watery eyes like she was ready to receive his load, he tilted his hand like a beaker and poured the fluids into her mouth.

Pour~

He made sure to do it carefully, like what he held in his hand was liquid gold, and poured the sweat in a small stream, right into her mouth.

The narrow flow of saliva fell down and hit her tongue, where some of it splashed onto the rest of her mouth, but most of it went straight into her cavity below. Not a drop of her fluids were wasted, and by the time he had emptied his hand out, she had a large spoon full of saliva in her mouth, which she didn’t know what to do with.

She quickly pulled her tongue back in and thought of immediately swallowing it, as the thought of having her own dirty sweat in her mouth repulsed her. But at the same time, she was curious about its flavour and how much it differed from what she tasted on her lips, so she didn’t immediately swallow it and took her time to savour it.

Her first immediate impression of it was that it was quite salty to taste, like seawater, and didn’t have the usual sour taste she was looking for. But after ignoring the bitter saltiness that came upon first taste, she could taste the fruity sourness that she was looking for; like a fresh squeeze of some citric fruit added to her sweat.

She didn’t like the salty flavour of her ass sweat at first and thought that it was ruining the flavour. But after tasting both the salty and sour components of her sweat together, she couldn’t help but think that it resembled a fizzy drink; with the saltiness giving it that fizzy and bubby sensation, and the innate sourness giving it a addictive flavour that would always make you go in for another sip.

She knew that her sweat was naturally salty like anyone else’s, but she didn’t know where that sour and tarty taste with a mild sweetness came from. But it didn’t take long for her to realise that she didn’t really taste anything salty when she first licked her lips, and only something sour, which obviously meant that what her son was touching before was the source of the acidic flavour.

And the so-called source of vinegary goodness was also obvious to her, since it was her anus that was being fingered and played with before, which only meant that it was her anus’s sweat that added the ripe flavour she liked so much.

She didn’t know how to feel about it and worried if she would scoop up a handful of sweat from her bum ever so often, to have a taste after finding out it’s unique flavour. Especially when she sloshed it down her mouth and diluted it with her saliva, which turned it more sweet like a cold glass of lemonade.

“How does it taste, Abi? Did it taste like it smells?” Her son asked, after seeing her gulp down her ass sweat.

“Not really. It tasted way more salty than I thought it would and had a certain sourness to it.” Even though she wanted to describe the flavour of her sweat in detail and show off to her son about how unique of an experience it was, she was afraid that her son would get too curious and want to try it out himself, so she didn’t make it out to be a big deal.

“And Daddy, can you show me your hand for a second?” She asked, to which he held out his hand that had her sweat on it.

Once his hand was in front of her, she immediately grasped it and flipped it over so that his palm faced her. She then brought it closer to her mouth and started licking his palm out of nowhere.

Lick~ Lick~

Her son was surprised at her sudden action and looked at her weirdly, but he didn’t pull his hand back while she licked his palm.

Lick~ Lick~

Unlike how he was elegantly licking his wrist earlier, like a cat, she was licking her palm like a dog that just got a treat and was leaving her slobber all over his palm, while at the same time licking up her remnant sweat on his hand.

She didn’t let go of any spot and thoroughly swept her pink tongue across the entirety of his hand, even including the webbing in between his fingers, like she didn’t want to let a single drop of her sweat to go to waste. She didn’t even leave his fingers unattended as after she licked his palm clean, she puckered her lips like she was blowing a ballon and pushed his fingers into her mouth one by one.

Slurp~ Slurp~

She first shoved each finger in her mouth, closed her lips until not even a breath of air could escape, and pulled out his fingers like she was trying to suck off the grime on his fingers. If she sucked any harder, the probability of his flesh coming from the bones was way too high, as she currently looked like she was trying to slurp off the meat of some mouth watering chicken wings.

She started with his pinky and made her way around all his fingers until there wasn’t a smear of her sweat on them, and only struggled to suck off his middle finger since it was too long and made her gag when it reached the back of her throat.

Slurp~ Guck~ Guck~

After slurping off his thumb, which was the last finger that needed to be sucked off, she let go of her son’s hand, which was glistening after being entirely covered in her saliva. His other hand was already lathered in her spit and was shining whenever light hit it from a certain angle, and now both of his hands looked almost the same; with one of them looking more wet than the other.

“What was all that about, Abi? I don’t remember asking you to lick my hands clean.” He asked, as he admired his hands that were covered in his mother’s fluids and was rubbing his fingers together as if he were comparing the viscosity of her sweat in both his hands.

“I-I just thought that it would be easier for your hands to slip inside my butt if I lubed up both your hands, so I licked your other hand a bit to help you out.” She couldn’t say that she actually did it so that he didn’t lick the remnants of sweat on his hand when she wasn’t looking, and told a simple lie.

The other reason she licked his hand was even more embarrassing than the first, which was that she wanted to have a taste of her sweat right from her son’s hands, and wanted to find out if it tasted better than before, which she obviously couldn’t say aloud.