NTR: Mommy Will Help You! 271. Don’t Mind Me, Sweethearts~

While Oliver and Amara were growing accustomed to one another's forms, the creak of the bedroom door caught Oliver's ear, accompanied by footsteps entering the room.

"Oh... Oops."

A feminine voice reached him next, and upon glancing over, he spotted his mother positioned at the doorway.

Her alluring white blouse scarcely concealed her generous bosom, displaying a generous amount of cleavage. The fastenings pulled taut against her curvaceous silhouette.

The short skirt just skimmed her thighs, exposing her silky legs that flowed into a shapely rear. It highlighted her firm cheeks effectively, while her dark heels lent her an air of allure and grace at once.

Moments later, Mia offered a grin and gestured with her hands, urging the pair to carry on uninterrupted. "Ahaha... Don't mind me, sweethearts~."

She began stripping too, her graceful motions captivating Oliver and Amara completely.

Upon shedding her blouse, Mia unveiled her full, rounded breasts. Those lush orbs were encased in an enticing white lace bra that enhanced her voluptuous appearance even more.

Afterward, she slid off her skirt, exposing the coordinating lace underwear beneath.

"Mmh~," Mia sighed, nibbling her bottom lip while tracing her fingers across her intimate area. "Look, Oliver, your naughty mommy is horny. Won't you please take care of it?"

Her fingers dipped beneath the delicate material, tugging it aside to bare her exposed mound, which caused her son to swallow hard as he stared at her provocative form.

Noticing her son's lip-licking, Mia beamed at him with a tempting look in her gaze. She moved nearer to the bed without delay, unfastening her bra hook and allowing it to drop away.

This view sent Oliver's shaft pulsing within Amara's warmth, stiffening more until it reached its peak rigidity.

A soft whimper escaped Amara as she sensed her brother's arousal expanding inside her, sparking tingles across her frame.

Observing that, Mia giggled mischievously and murmured provocatively, "Hmm~. Someone got a hard-on while seeing Mommy's lewd body?"

Oliver dipped his head in agreement, eyeing his mother with desirous intensity. "Yes, it is because I love you so much, Mom."

His words brought a wide smile to Mia's face as she neared the bed once more, ascending it and inching toward the siblings on all fours.

In the process, she lifted her rear skyward while advancing. That large, curvaceous backside, plush yet flawless, appeared as a tempting prize to Oliver, who yearned to plunge his length far into his mother's core.

"My sweet Oliver, always saying what I love to hear from you. Thank you for always loving me so much."

With those words, Mia pressed her lips to Oliver's, conveying the depth of her affection in return.

Simultaneously, she pressed her bare bosom against his toned torso, sensing his warm exhalations brushing her mouth.

Once their lips separated, Mia turned her attention to Amara, who remained sprawled on the bed, watching them closely.

"And you, Amara, don't feel like you're out of this, my love. Mommy loves you just as much as your brother."

Without any prior notice, Mia bent in and claimed Amara's lips too, though this time the contact extended beyond what was anticipated, leaving Amara startled and unable to pull away from her mother's unexpected advance.

This went beyond a mere peck. Mia drew firmly on Amara's mouth before thrusting her tongue inside the girl's.

The pair locked in an intense oral duel, which left Amara panting heavily once it concluded.

As Mia pulled back from the embrace and sat up to regard Oliver anew, she seized Amara's hand, alerting the younger one to her intent.

Amara arched a brow. "What are you going to do, Mom?"

Yet Mia merely laughed alluringly and displayed a captivating grin while directing her daughter's head toward Oliver's, then inclining her own forward.

Before Amara could comprehend it, she was locked in a kiss with Oliver, though from an odd perspective, since she also detected her mother's mouth joining Oliver's.

A three-way kiss involving Oliver, Mia, and herself.

Oliver hadn't anticipated this twist.

Mia's abrupt involvement startled him, making his member stiffen more intensely within Amara's depths, prompting the girl to let out a clear gasp.

Meanwhile, their tongues intertwined in a messy, flavorful exchange.

This novel thrill was entirely new to them, and the intensity proved intoxicating.

Following some time spent exchanging smooches and stroking one another's skin, Oliver's restraint finally shattered.

His craving for both ladies had intensified beyond endurance.

Thus, he began driving more forcefully into Amara.

With each deeper push, Mia's breasts grazed his torso, her peaks firming up from the rub of flesh on flesh.

A groan slipped from Mia at that touch, and Amara's sharp intake of breath only spurred Oliver onward.

Not long after, though, they paused the lip-locking to catch their breaths.

In that instant, Oliver peered deeply into Mia's azure gaze. The mirroring blaze of desire and a hint of unexpected zeal shone back at him.

"Mom... Amara... Can you get on top of each other?" he inquired abruptly.

The women stared at him blankly initially, but comprehension dawned quickly.

A cunning grin spread across Mia's features. She emitted a light chuckle while nodding deliberately, then abruptly shifted to straddle Amara.

She aligned her full, shapely rear toward Oliver.

Their current orientation toward him resembled an invitation, presenting the duo as a delectable feast awaiting his consumption.