God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 402

Chapter 402: Pull Open The Curtains
“Mwah!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Pucker!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Suck!♡~”

I was holding myself back for a while now. But the moment Camila suggested that I forcefully impregnate her own daughter with a smile on her face, like she didn’t even care about her daughter’s opinion at all, I lost all control of myself and I couldn’t help but want to give the cheeky little devil in my embrace some love for being so loyal to me, that she was even willing to sacrifice her own daughter for my sake.

“Mmm!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Hmmm!♡~”

Camila’s soft lips felt like two slices of peach and were just as juicy as them pressed against mine. They pushed into one another like they were seeking one another’s warmth and were making obnoxious noises of licking and sucking as they did so.

“Hmmm!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Haa!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~”

One would think with how mature Camila was and how she even had a family of her own, that she would be quite experienced when it came to kissing. But surprising, just like now or whenever I gave her a deep kiss that involved our tongues, I would have to be the one taking the lead.

Camila herself was clueless when it came to how both of our tongues were supposed to intertwine with one another and would sometimes even let some of her drool leak out of her lips since she struggled to keep our lips lodged onto one another, showing how much of an amateur she was when it came to kissing.

“Mwah!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Smack!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Sip!♡~”

Of course, she didn’t make any more embarassing mistakes like that anymore now that we had enough conversations with our lips ever since we met.

But I was still always the one pushing open her lips and slipping my tongue to dance with her’s, while she simply held onto me tightly so that she didn’t get overwhelmed by our kiss and passively let me do whatever I wanted to do with her sweet mouth.

“Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Nibble!♡~”

Although my mother couldn’t see us kissing since she was still hiding her face away from Camila, she could most definitely hear our lips sloshing over one another and making rather provocative noises.

She was supposed to be happy for us, as this basically showed how much of a loving relationship both me and Camila had. But in actuality, hearing us kiss only made her frustrated.

This was because I usually gave my mother a little peck every morning, but today, because of Camila’s arrival, that everyday kiss was put aside.

Camila also got to have two chances to kiss me this morning while my mother got none, which made my mother feel reluctant and left out.

“K-Kafi, me too~ Give Mommy a kiss as well~”

My mother decided that she was going to be straightforward with her desires and was going to directly ask for a kiss from me.

Her legs had gone weak from how roughly I treated her behind, but she still did her best to get up and come over to me so that she could at least get a kiss on the forehead, which was more than enough to satisfy her.

But before she could push herself off the counter, I stopped kissing Camila, who looked really reluctant, judging by the limpid look she had in her eyes, and I went over to my mother’s side.

I then placed my hand on my mother’s back and pushed her back down like I didn’t want to change her position and bent down to whisper to her,

“Stay like that, mom…I still want to give you a little treat, or rather let Camila herself treat your behind to your liking, just like I did that night in the bathroom, so be a good girl and continue to stick out your ass like that.”

My mother didn’t understand what I was saying. But like the obedient mother she was, she didn’t ask any questions in return and simply turned back to look at me while sticking her ass out and lying on top of the counter, almost as if she were in a doggy style position, and was looking back to see when I was going to shove my cock into her pussy.

“What’s going on, Kafka?…What are you whispering to your mother?” Camila came forward with her usual calm smile and a composed look in her eyes. She then teased, saying, “Is it really so important that you had to interrupt the little kissing session we were having?”

“Of course we can go back to conversing with our tongues, Camila, if that’s what you really want.” I replied as I pulled up my mother’s dress that had fallen down when she was trying to get up and revealed her brown ass that now had bluish-purple bruises all over. “But I was thinking of showing off just what happened to the insides of my mother’s bottom a few nights ago, since you seemed so interested in knowing about what happened that day and why my mother wanted to keep ice on such a sensitive part of her body.”

“…Well, that is unless I simply misunderstood your intentions and you really don’t want to view something so dirty.”

My mother cast a slightly angry gaze my way when she heard me calling her behind dirty. Her butt also jiggled sideways like it was insisting that it was really clean.

“What?! Who said I’m not interested!…I’m more than ready to look at that place, just like I’ve always been!”

Camila’s incestuous tendencies took over for a second, and she blurted out what came to her mind. But she immediately realised her mistake when she saw my mother look at her with a suspicious gaze, like she was starting to suspect if her older sister was a pervert after all.

To protect her dignity in front of her little sister and to cover up, she coughed and said in a composed manner,

“Of course it’s for the sole purpose of learning about what I will go through and also what my daughter will face when she joins this family, like I said earlier, and not for any other intentions whatsoever.”

My mother believed Camila the first time she mentioned such an excuse.

But now, even she was finding it hard to believe Camila and was currently looking at her with judging eyes like she was trying to figure out what was the truth, which made Camila look away from my mother’s gaze and blush at being exposed.

“Well, whatever the reason may be, sit down next to me if you want to see the wonderful sight.”

I said as I crouched down onto the floor right behind my mother, where her brown blobs of meat were right in front of my face.

Camila felt a little embarrassed to be sitting so close to someone’s naked ass, as that was technically the dirtiest place on one’s body. But she couldn’t handle the avid curiosity to know what the state of my mom’s insides were, so she lent me her hand to help her sit down in a rather ladylike manner.

Sit~

I grabbed onto her hand and let her sit down in a neat dogeza position with her legs sticking together, while I crouched down with my legs spread wide.

This made the closet pervert Camila, who was sitting so elegantly sneak glances at my open crotch area to see just what I was packing to my dismay.

“Wrong private, Camila…Wrong privates.”

I gestured for Camila to look at the butt before her and not the outline hidden in my crotch, which made her cough and look away before my mother caught sight of what was happening.

“Now that we’re both in the perfect viewing position to see the beautiful ring my mother has to present, I ask my dear mother to open the curtains and reveal the treasure she has tucked away inside.”

I announced like I was unveiling an item in a prestigious auction, which made Camila face palm herself at my childishness after figuring out what I was talking about.

“Huh? Curtains?…What curtains are you talking about, Kafi?”

My mother looked at the curtains on the widow that had already been opened in confusion.

“Your cheeks, mom…I’m asking you to spread your meat curtains.”

I clarified to my mother, who was a little too innocent to understand such innuendos.

“M-My cheeks?!” My mother yelped in surprise at my suggestive request. “You want me to spread my butt in front of you and Camila?!”

“Yes, mom…Why do you look so surprised when you were the one who wanted me to show Camila the inside of your bum earlier?”

I asked as me and Camila watched my mother’s cheeks jiggle around as she frolicked in panic.

“I was caught up in the moment then, Kafi…But now that I’ve finally regained some clarity, I’ve realised just how vulgar of a scene I was going to show Camila.”

My mother frantically shook her head like she was never going to do such a humiliating act, which made a tragic expression appear on Camila’s face.

“I see. I thought of giving you a kiss on your lips since I’ve already spoilt Camila a little too much and thought that it was your turn to be treated right…But now, for some reason, I feel like I’ve given enough kisses to last me a while, which also means you’ll have to wait for a bit before you get to have a taste of my lips again.”

I subtly threatened my mother, which made her turn back in a panic, almost as if she were a puppy that had her favourite ball stolen away from her.

“Kafi!~ You can’t bully Mommy like that!~ Mommy didn’t raise you to be a boy who takes advantage of his mother!~”

My mother cried out in an indignant manner.

And after seeing me ignore her plea’s, she looked to seek support from her older sister and looked at Camila like he was her last hope and said,

“Come on, Camila!~ Tell Kafi here how absurd his idea is!~ Tell him that you don’t want to indulge in such activities!~”

My mother expected Camila to side with her, thinking that she was an older sister that she could forever rely on against a common enemy like me.

But to her shock, Camila didn’t speak a word for her at all and simply looked away with a guilty look on her face, making her stance on the matter quite clear.

“Camila you…”

My mother uttered in an exasperated manner for betraying her at such a crucial moment to which Camila cast her an apologetic gaze, like it really couldn’t be helped and she would make it up to her later.

“Now that you’ve also lost the only pillar that was supporting you, since she couldn’t control her raunchy desires, mom…” Camila elbowed me from the side for making unnecessary comments that were adding fuel to the fire. “…I think it’s time for you to show what you’ve hidden behind you to Camila, that is, unless you want me to leave you out of the smooching session me and Camila are going to have after breakfast.”

“Kafi, you big meanie!~”

My mother looked back at me and barked to show how angry she was, which wasn’t intimidating at all whatsoever and even made Camila want to pat my mother’s head with how adorable she looked at the moment.

After realising that both of us were firm with our decision and we didn’t seem like we were going to hear her desperate plea’s at all, my mother sighed and resigned herself to her faith.

Just like I had asked, she slowly brought her trembling hands over to her plump butt and grabbed onto her pudding-like cheeks. And after throwing a pityful gaze at me to make me feel bad for what I was making her do, she slowly spread her cheeks wide and let Camila, who’s entire focus was on the area that was opening up, see just what lay inside…