Squeezing Mother Sophia's Milk-Laden Nipples
“Our son is so composed. So very mature.”
As if milking a cow, I cupped Mother Sophia’s breasts and wiped them with the cloth. Each time, milk trickled from her erect nipples. Though it was the kind of feminine mystery that would fluster any man, I showed no such reaction and continued my work. Mother Sophia looked at her adopted son, Geum Taeyang, with pride.
“It’s the sight of Mother working so hard for the tribe. It’s an honor, really.”
Swish…! Swish…!
“Hahaha…! Thank you for saying that.”
My Casanova trait once again let my silver tongue flow smoothly. I spoke with genuine sincerity, my expression steady and serious as I carefully wiped every inch of her massive breasts. Perhaps because of that, the slight embarrassment she had shown earlier melted away, replaced by her characteristic hearty, maternal laugh.
The faintly sour scent of milk, those breathy sighs, the way those watermelon-sized puddings sway… it’s driving me insane.
Inside, my mind was already imagining sliding my cock between her breasts and starting to thrust. I kept my expression overly serious precisely because one slip and it would all show on my face.
This was on an entirely different level from Athena. Athena’s reactions had been those of a woman who knew nothing of men, but Mother Sophia was a true milf who had mixed flesh and fluids with a man. Every expression, every moan, the way she sat, that unconscious female allure—it all gushed out like a fountain and mercilessly stimulated my twenty-three-year-old, vigorous body.
“I’ll wipe your nipples too, Mother.”
“Yes, go ahead. Hehe…”
Thanks to the Casanova buff, I somehow maintained control. Now all that remained was to gently squeeze the last drops from her nipples and finish wiping. Squish…! I placed the cloth over her plump nipple and carefully pinched the pink bud, then squeezed as if pressing a ripe grape. Squirt…!
A raw, vivid sensation traveled through my fingertips—the feeling of her milk escaping from the slightly erect nipple hidden beneath the cloth.
“Hnnngh…!”
Swish…!
Mother Sophia must have felt it too. She drew a deep breath and turned her head slightly away.
She must be quite stimulated. Her nipples are pretty stiff.
Even without looking directly at her face, I could tell how aroused she was. Her pretty ears, which she tried to hide by turning away, had flushed as red as ripe autumn apples.
“The evening air is still cool, Mother.”
Since Mother Sophia’s official duties for the day were over, the two of us headed toward the tent. The tent was where the chieftain’s family lived. The central tent served as a command center for official business and receiving guests. The chieftain’s personal living quarters were called the great tent, and naturally, the chieftain and Mother Sophia shared it. Athena and I had moved into our own separate tent around the time we turned seventeen.
“Indeed. By the way, I hope this summer passes without any trouble.”
I had spoken casually while enjoying the cool evening breeze, but to Mother Sophia, who constantly worried about the tribe’s safety, it carried a different weight. I had heard that two years ago they suffered a major livestock influenza outbreak, and last year the Raonjena River beside the Gaia village flooded and caused severe damage. So her mind was already racing through every possible problem the Gaia tribe might face and preparing countermeasures in advance.
“You can stop worrying, Mother. The chieftain has appointed me as deputy. I know exactly why he entrusted me with such an important position right away. I, Geum Taeyang, top graduate of the academy, will do my utmost to ensure none of the things you fear ever happen.”
I deliberately brought up my new position. Easing Mother Sophia’s burden was precisely why I had been made deputy.
“Oh my! So that’s what happened! I had a feeling, but the chieftain really made a bold decision! How wonderful, Taeyang!”
I hadn’t mentioned it at Sonia’s tent on purpose. Just as planned, my surprise announcement had the desired dramatic effect. Color returned to Mother Sophia’s previously worried face.
“At Sonia’s tent you showed such care for this mother, and now you’ve been entrusted with the tribe’s operations as well. Looking at you like this, our son Geum Taeyang has truly grown into a fine barbarian man.”
“Haha! If you praise me this much for something so small, it’ll be troublesome. I still have so much more to show you, Mother.”
“Hohoho! The future of our Gaia tribe is bright indeed! This mother will look forward to it greatly, my son!”
Mother Sophia stopped and looked up at me with pride. How could I not respond to that? So the deputy of the great Gaia tribe, Geum Taeyang, laid on even more flattery, and Mother Sophia answered with her characteristic milf-like cheerfulness.
“Let’s stop here for a moment and enjoy the night view of the Raonjena, my son.”
“Sounds good, Mother!”
To Mother Sophia, whose worries had eased, the Raonjena—the lifeblood of the Gaia tribe—was no longer the flood-prone river of last year. It had become a beautiful place filled with memories, so she suggested we indulge in a bit of romance.
“Come to think of it, the night view of the Raonjena at this time of year is the most beautiful of the entire year. Especially in the evening, it looks as if the Milky Way has been brought down to earth.”
Mother Sophia and I sat side by side on the grassy bank of the Raonjena and gazed at the beautiful, refreshing night scenery. She could not help but marvel at the mystery and beauty that stirred deep in her chest. Raonjena meant “River of Light” in the Mohican tongue. The river sparkled as though the stars of the sky had sunk to the bottom, and the light grew even more intense at night, reaching its peak around this time—when spring was in full bloom.
“It’s the very source that has allowed the Gaia tribe to survive through all our hardships. It has given us so much.”
It wasn’t just visually stunning. Compared to its size, the river teemed with a great variety of fish, and even ordinary wounds and skin diseases would heal after just a few days of washing in its waters. Moreover, it supplied more than enough water for intermediate-level or higher farming.
If my guess is right, the reason is probably that.
Both tribe members and outsiders believed it was the blessing of the Gaia Goddess. But I sensed something else.
“This Raonjena also gave something wonderful to our Taeyang. The year you came to our tribe, around this same time, seeing this night view for the first time made you smile brighter than ever.”
At that moment, Mother Sophia brought up the events of fourteen years ago, when I had joined the Gaia tribe.
“It felt like I had come to another world. I liked that feeling so much that afterward, the Gaia village itself sank even deeper into my heart.”
“That’s right. After that day, our Taeyang finally began to open his heart.”
The Raonjena River, which provided food, grew crops, and healed the body, also healed people’s hearts. Paradise—the beauty of the Raonjena spread before my eyes right now—was heaven itself, a place that made one forget all worries, both fourteen years ago and in this very moment.
“When I sent you away three years ago, I didn’t say anything, but truthfully, this mother was worried.”
Mother Sophia, who had been happily reminiscing about the time I began adapting to the tribe, fell silent for a moment before carefully bringing up three years ago.
“I was afraid that you, who had been hurt by civilization, might suffer from those memories again once you went to the Empire.”
Near Galatea stood the massive kingdom of Memphis. One day, one of the Memphis princes staged a rebellion. After being suppressed, the remnants fled into Galatea, and the Memphis royal suppression forces followed them in. Under the pretext of the tribe hiding the remnants, one Mohican village was massacred. That village was none other than the one where my mother and I had settled after my father’s death. My birth mother barely managed to save my nine-year-old self before dying. I was rescued only after the tribal alliance arrived to drive out the remaining forces that had come to clean up after the massacre. The one who had been the khan of that alliance was none other than Conan Barbara, the current chieftain of the Gaia tribe, and the one who found me in the ruins was Mother Sophia.
After being rescued, I suffered from aphasia for a while. Then I became fascinated by the scenery of the Raonjena and finally spoke again.
Mother Sophia had strongly insisted on taking me into the Gaia tribe. After a long time, I heard that seeing me in the ruins had felt to her as if she had found her own son who had passed away long ago. Thanks to that devoted care born of our fateful connection, I gradually escaped the deep trauma of that time.
“I think this, Mother. The tragedy that day was caused by the Memphis soldiers, not the Darmirna Empire. Just as barbarian tribes have many different temperaments, I am certain that civilized nations are all different as well. That’s what I believed while attending the academy.”
For three years, the original Geum Taeyang had endured the trauma of the events from fourteen years ago by wanting to be of help to the Gaia tribe. But not anymore. The current Geum Taeyang was a fusion of the thirty-something Korean man who had cleared Record of World Conquest. There were many civilized nations on the Pangea continent, each with its own character. There were no eternal friends or eternal enemies in politics or in human life.
“You’re truly remarkable, my son!”
Mother Sophia wore the most astonished expression I had seen from her all day.
“I can’t even measure the size of your vessel! How did you come to such a profound realization?”
Mother Sophia had probably expected an answer about enduring for the sake of the Gaia tribe’s family. That would have been the answer from the immature Geum Taeyang she had sent away three years ago. But that naive boy no longer existed. The Geum Taeyang standing here now had a mental age that differed from Mother Sophia’s by less than ten years. Because of that earth-shaking increase in mental maturity, Mother Sophia found him deeply fascinating.
“The heroes in the stories you used to tell me while letting me rest on your lap were all so broad-minded. I tried to be like them.”
I answered smoothly, weaving in memories from the past.
“Hohoho! That’s right. Until you reached puberty, I used to let our Taeyang rest on my lap and tell him all sorts of heroic tales.”
My answer had struck Mother Sophia’s tastes perfectly. She was the type who became excited at the mention of detailed memories.
“How about resting your head on this mother’s lap again after so long and enjoying the Raonjena and the sky before us?”
“Haha! Even though I’ve grown this big, is that really okay?”
“Oh come now! Even if you turn thirty or forty, to this Sophia Barbara you’ll always be just a little child.”
Mother Sophia was in high spirits. She was proud that the son she had raised with dreams and hope had grown up well, so she urged me to use her lap almost petulantly.
“It’s comfortable and healing, Mother… so much so that I feel sleepy…”
“See? You are always this mother’s son, no matter what.”
I lay down on the fresh grass, using Mother Sophia’s plump thighs as a pillow. It was more comfortable than the warmest spot in any bedroom. It was pure bliss. Mother Sophia lovingly stroked my head, which had gone limp with relaxation.
“And one more thing! For now, let’s set aside the title ‘Mother.’ In this moment, we are mother and son, just like in the old days.”
Immersed in sentiment, Mother Sophia wanted even deeper empathy from me.
“In that case, Mother.”
So, to be faithful to that request, I made a bold demand as her adopted son.
“Would you place your full, living breasts above my head, just like back then?”
Historical accuracy had to be maintained, after all.
“Hohoho! Of course I will.”
Rustle, rustle.
Then Mother Sophia, responding to her adopted son’s request, said,
“Here! This is Mother’s breasts.”
Jiggle! Jiggle!
She once again presented her benevolent, 80J maternal breasts to me.