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

Camila watched as her daughter's lips drew closer to Kafka's as both of them made their way to her tips that were standing proud like pink tulips, and in a matter of moments, their lips would touch one another's, while she witnessed the entirety of it from above.

And as much as she wanted to stop it from happening, she was hesitant to do so since she was trying to maintain a mature image in front of both her daughter and Kafka, and if both of them were to learn that she was fretting who gets to kiss who first when she was a mature adult with a family of her own, she would lose all her dignity and would probably be made of fun by Kafka, who found every little opportunity to tease her.

She thought that she could maintain her silence and silently look away as her daughter got to kiss her man first.

But the moment she felt both their slender lips touch her areola that curved outwards from the very front of her breasts, she knew that they were seconds away from kissing one another, and she couldn't handle that it was happening right in front of her any longer since she was at her wits end, so she threw away all the hesitation she had in mind to the bin and cried out saying,

"S-Stop it, Kafka!~ Don't you dare to go any further with my daughter before you've done it with me first!~"

Both Bella and Kafka immediately stopped what they were doing when they heard Camila hurried cry and were only a few inches away from laying their mouths on Camila's nipple.

When they looked up to see what was happening, they saw the flustered look on Camila's face and her biting her lips in vexation, as if someone had stolen something that was meant to be hers.

Kafka smiled when he saw Camila's face, as he had immediately guessed as to why she had asked them to stop, which made Camila look away in embarrassment at being found out so easily and also frustrated that she could never maintain any secrets in front of a school boy.

But Bella wasn't as good at interpreting reactions and piecing all of them together, and she was just surprised at herself for actually going through with kissing Kafka after getting worked up in the moment, and she thanked her mother in her heart for waking her up from her reverie and not making a mistake because of her turbid emotions.

But at the same time, she also couldn't help but look at Kafka's lips that were curled up at the moment and wonder how another man's  lips felt, which she had never gotten the opportunity to experience before since every man she had met in her life was utterly pathetic and didn't deserve a sliver of her attention, which was the genuine truth and not because she had high standards.

"W-What's wrong, mom?" Bella was the first to speak up, afraid that her mother was angry because she got caught up in her emotions and started to lick her mother's breasts along with Kafka, which was considered to be very immoral by society as a whole. "A-Are you upset that I started following what Kafka did and started l-licking your breasts a-all over?"

"If you are, then let me tell you that I only did so to help Kafka detoxify the toxin and not for any reason else!" Bella exclaimed so that her mother didn't think that she was a pervert who liked to play with her mother's breast, even though she did have some certain thoughts that couldn't be said out loud while doing so.

"Of course I'm not mad at you for that, honey...And honestly, I'm grateful that you're helping your mother out in her time of need, especially since I never expected you to go to such lengths as getting intimate with me to help me out..."

Camila patted her daughter's head with a satisfied smile on her face for raising such a caring daughter, which made Bella look away in embarrassment since her reasons weren't so pure. She then continued saying, in a hesitant manner,

"I-It's just that I-...It's just that I couldn't-...Couldn't see you two-"

Camila stammered as she looked at both of their lips and couldn't complete her sentence, since it was too embarrassing to make such an immature excuse for asking them to stop what they were going to do.

But Kafka, on the other hand, who loved to see Camila's embarassed figure, had no reason to hold back and said, in place of Camila, in a rather teasing tone,

"It's just that she couldn't bear to see her daughter getting to kiss me first when she herself had never kissed me on the lips before, which made her stop us so that we didn't lock lips."

"...Aren't I right, my innocent little Camila, who wants to keep my lips all to herself?"

Kafka asked with a mocking glint in her eyes, as he stared at Camila's flushed face.

"Kafka, You!...Y-You don't have any tact at all!" Camila exclaimed in anger since he had revealed the truth to her daughter and pulled on his cheeks for meddling so much. "I was trying to hide that from Bella so that she didn't look down on me...But you just had to!..."

"Huh?...You haven't even kissed one another, mom?"

Bella asked with wide eyes as she looked at both of them in surprise, which made Camila glare at Kafka like it was all his fault and pinched him even harder.

"I thought for sure that you two would have done something as basic as that, when you're already so close to one another that you don't even h-hesitate to intimately touch one another in such n-naughty ways..." Bella said in a daze, and she almost couldn't even believe that they hadn't kissed once when they were already so close and doing such lewd things to one another that her pure mind couldn't comprehend.

"Well, that's because your adorable little mother here is still slowly getting used to our current relationship and wants to take her time with it instead of rushing it, which is why she hasn't kissed me...And as fine as she is with me seeing her completely naked..." Kafka said as he pinched Camila's nipples and rolled them around my fingers while her daughter watched her mother's breats get teased with a rather dry throat.

"...she isn't ready to kiss me just yet, since she treasures something like a first proper kiss and wants it to be special."

"After hearing that, what do you have to say, Bella?"

Kafka asked Bella as he pinched on Camila's nipples even harder until his finger sank in, which made her stop pulling on his cheeks and whimper at his mercy.

"What do you have to say about your mother, who was mocking you for being inexperienced and immature, when she herself is quite gullible and innocent, like a little girl who's fallen in love for the first time in her life?"

Camila looked like she wanted to hide since she was sure that her daughter would take the opportunity to rub it in her face like she always did in the past when she got the opportunity to do so.

But surprising enough, Bella didn't immediately make fun of her mother for being maiden-like when she was already an experienced woman, and she actually said hesitantly, while looking at her mother like she was seeing her in a new light,

"I-I don't exactly know what to feel after hearing that my mother has such pure thoughts, when she acted so mature before...B-But if I had to make any comment on it, I would say that's actually really cute of her to want to make her first kiss with you a special moment.

And it honestly makes my mother, who looked like a scary demon in the past, now look like an adorable little puppy that I want to hug because of how cute she is."

Bella felt rather embarrassed after honestly saying such things about her mother and was looking down with flushed cheeks while rubbing her hands together to get rid of her nervousness as to how her mother was going to react to her sincere words, since she had never praised her mother in such a way before.

And when she glanced at her mother when the curiosity of how Camila was reacting to her sweet words got to her, she found her mother looking at her with her lips parted and eyes that were in a reverie, as if she never expected her daughter to say such words in a million years.

"Cute?...Did you just call me cute, Bella?" Camila asked her daughter after coming out of a daze, to which Bella shyly nodded since she had no words to say in this situation.

"O-Oh, I see...W-What exactly made you say that?" Camila asked, as she couldn't find the reason as to why her daughter was being so nice to her when she was usually the exact opposite. She then further elaborated, saying, "Don't get me wrong, as my daughter calling me cute is a moment that I will never forget in my life because of how precious it is!"

"...But it's just that I'm not used to you saying such nice words to me since you usually find any chance to fight with me or belittle me in the past, and I don't know what to make of it now that your acting in such a loveable manner, which is honestly a little strange to see since I'm used to seeing your past self who found fault with her mother at all times and tried to create some kind of problem just for the fun of it." Camila brushed her hair back and let her eyes wander around the room while she chuckled in a nervous manner, as she too felt quite awkward having this conversation with her daughter.

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