God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 457

Chapter 457: I Should’ve Known…
Caught off guard but delighted by her kiss, her father eagerly reciprocated the kiss as well.

“Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~”

His strong hands pulled her close as his tongue danced along with hers. His touch also grew possessive as he squeezed her tender, well-spanked bottom while playing around with her tongue and exchanging fluids with his newfound daughter.

“Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~”

Their lips move in a passionate manner while their tongues intertwine as they drink each other in. Bella’s arms wrap tightly around her father’s neck, holding him close as she melts into his embrace.

Her father’s hands also roam over her back, squeezing gently before settling on the warm, rounded cheeks of her bottom.

“Mmmph!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~”

Later, as they slowly pulled away from the intense kiss, Bella’s father noticed the wetness seeping through the thin fabric of his daughter’s panties.

A mischievous grin spreads across his face as he says to his daughter,

“My, my Bella, it seems our kiss has gotten you rather excited, hasn’t it?”

Bella’s face flushed crimson with embarrassment as she realised what her father had discovered.

“D-Daddy, don’t look!” She exclaimed in a hurry, crossing her legs in a flurry and hiding her soaked underwear from his view.

“Calm down, Bella…It’s alright.” He said in a soothing tone, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “There’s no need to hide anything from Daddy.

“…In fact, why don’t you stand up over me so that I can have a proper sight of your wet pussy?” He suddenly gave a suggestion, which made Bella’s cheeks flush a shade of red.

“W-Will you really not laugh, Daddy?…Do you promise that you won’t laugh when you see such an embarrassing sight?” Bella asks timidly, her eyes downcast as she bites her lower lip.

Her heart raced as she awaited his response, hoping he found her arousal amusing rather than unseemly.

“I promise, sweetheart.” He reassures her gently, his voice warm and tender. “Daddy would never laugh at you, not like that.”

“…Now, trust in Daddy, and get up here, Bella, so that your old man here can have a close look at your pussy.” He patted his knees encouragingly, his eyes fixed on hers, full of patience and love.

With a deep breath, Bella nodded, trusting her father implicitly.

She then slowly climbed up onto the sofa, positioning herself over his lap with her pussy facing him, feeling the cool air against her soaked underwear, making her blush furiously.

With his daughter’s crotch right in front of him, he took a long, appreciative look at his daughter’s intimate area, visible through the drenched fabric of her panties.

Under the translucent, soaked fabric, Bella’s pale pussy was revealed in exquisite detail. The delicate folds glistened with her arousal, a rosy hue contrasting beautifully against her porcelain skin. Her swollen clit peeked out ever so slightly, begging for attention.

“Like I thought, Bella, your little pussy is absolutely breathtaking.” He murmured, his gaze locked onto her most intimate area. He then continued saying in a reverie, “So pale and perfect, all puffy and wet for Daddy….You should be proud for being born with such a ripe little cunt.”

“Y-You really think so, Daddy?…Do you really think that my pussy is beautiful?”

Bella asked, her voice quivering with a blend of shy excitement and disbelief. She squirmed slightly on her father’s lap, feeling a rush of validation mixed with lingering embarrassment at the intimate compliment.

“Absolutely, sweetheart…Your pussy is a work of art.” He confirmed, his voice low and appreciative. “And I bet it would look even prettier with nothing hiding it from Daddy’s eyes, so why don’t you slip those wet panties off for me and let me have a good look at your bare flesh?”

Bella’s eyes glimmered with unadulterated hunger as he awaited her response, his body tensing with anticipation. The avid look on his face was one of a man eager to feast his eyes on the most intimate part of a woman.

Swallowing hard, Bella nodded nervously. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her damp, blue underwear and slowly, almost reverently, began to slide them down her legs.

Slide~

Her heart raced as she bared herself to her father, the cool air kissing her most intimate folds.

Slip~

With a final push, the soaked fabric fell to the floor, leaving Bella bare and exposed over her father’s lap.

Her breath hitched as she felt his gaze intensify, his eyes locked onto her naked, spread folds. She couldn’t help but squirm slightly, the vulnerability arousing yet humiliating.

Bella’s naked pussy was a sight to behold; soft, pink folds glistening with arousal, the delicate petals parting to reveal her tight, virgin holes, as well as her puffy lips that were swollen and slick, framing her entrance like a perfect little mouth.

“Oh Bella, your beautiful pussy looks just like your mother’s.” He praised a wistful smile playing on his lips as he drank in the intimate sight. “Same soft petals, same sweet juiciness…It’s like I’m seeing a piece of her all over again.”

Bella’s face warmed up at this comment, as her mother was basically the most beautiful woman in her eyes.

So to hear such words also meant that her father was calling her the prettiest woman to ever exist, which made her feel all giddy while she stood naked in front of the man who she called father.

Chuckling softly, Kafka, who was currently Bella’s father, who loved his daughter a little too much, gave her thighs a tender squeeze and said, “Sweetheart, we wouldn’t want you catching a cold down there, now would we?” He teased with a wink. “So, let Daddy take care of that for you by licking that place clean.”

Before Bella could muster a response to the absurd suggestion that she had heard, her father had already ducked his head, his strong hands spreading her thighs wider, and then dived in hungrily, his warm, wet tongue lapping at her folds.

“Oh, Daddy!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Aughh!♡~”

Bella gasped, her back arching as his tongue made contact. His tongue explored her folds, lapping at her juices with such thoroughness that she could feel every ridge. She moaned, her fingers clawing at his broad shoulders as he feasted on her.

“Aah!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Ohh!♡~ Augh!♡~”

Naughty whimpers and mewls escaped Bella’s lips as her father continued to clean her pussy with his tongue. He lapped at her entrance, her clit, and her tight little hole, his mouth making sloppy, wet sounds against her pussy.

“Mmmm, Daddy!♡~ Oh, please, don’t!♡~ Mmmm!♡~”

Bella’s eyes were closed as she succumbed to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. Her skin prickled with goosebumps, and her nipples were hardening to become sensitive peaks.

“Slosh!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slosh!♡~ Sip!♡~ Mmm!♡~”

Bella squirmed and writhed on her father’s lap, her hips undulating against his face. The combination of the taboo act and the intense pleasure quickly drove her towards the edge.

“Mmm!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~ Ahh!♡~”

Her father also felt an unparalleled sense of satisfaction and empowerment as he listened to Bella’s strained moans and felt her push her vagina against his face. He gripped her thighs firmly, spreading them wider and burying his face even deeper between them.

“Slurp!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Nnn! ♡~”

His tongue delved into her folds, lapping up the slick, creamy fluids that coat her petals. He savoured the tangy, sweet flavour of her innocence, drinking her down hungrily as she writhed and moaned.

“Ooooh!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~ Ahhh!♡~”

He licked upwards, tracing the length of her folds before flicking his tongue against her hardened little nub. Bella’s body tensed, her breath hitched in her throat as her father’s tongue worked masterfully against her.

“Oh, oh, Daddy!♡~…I can’t!♡~…I can’t hold it!!♡~…I-I think something is coming out!♡~”

Bella suddenly let out a seductive shout that came from deep within her body and then shoved her father’s face into her mushy pussy.

“Splurt!♡~ Splish!♡~ Gloop!♡~ Sploosh!♡~”

“Schlurp!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Drip!♡~ Gushh!♡~”

Before Kafka could react, a warm, powerful jet had spurted from Bella’s secret, drenching his face in her love juices.

His eyes had widened in surprise, and he had inhaled sharply through his nose as more pulsating waves had gushed forth, coating his mouth and chin in a viscous fluid that was currently dripping down his face.

Kakfka blinked rapidly, trying to dislodge the fluids from his eyes as Bella’s release continued to drench his face.

He made a valiant effort to pull away, but she had pushed her pussy against his face, trapping him in place, so there wasn’t much he could do but let Bella flood his face in her fluids until finally she let him go after emptying his tank onto her father’s handsome face.

“D-Daddy, I’m so-sorry!…I-I didn’t mean to do something like that!”

Bella gasped, her face flushing with embarrassment as her body convulsed with the aftershocks of her intense release, her inner thighs quivering against her father’s face that was entirely drenched in her fluids.

Kafka, who had just resurfaced from in between her thighs with his face that was glistening and dripping with her essence, smirked as he wiped his face with the back of his hand.

His dark hair was mussed, and his shirt was rumpled, giving him a dishevelled, rakish appearance.

“It’s alright, Bella. It’s alright…I’m not angry or anything, nor do I find it strange that you squirted all over my face since it’s only natural when you’re having someone eat you out…I’m just a bit sad that you wet yourself once again when I just licked you clean.”

Kafka said with a wry smile on his face, thinking that it was his fault for not being ready to be squirted on when he already knew that Bella’s mother was a squirter, so she would be one as well…