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

"U-Unspeakable things?...Hmm!♡~...W-What unspeakable things would you accidentally do to our daughter?"

Camila held onto Kafka's fluffy hair as he sucked on her perky nipples that sent a tingling sensation throughout her body all the way to her toes that were wriggling around, while Bella looked down at her chest that was covered in her mother's drool and smelled a unique smell coming from it that resembled the taste of her mother's mouth.

"Of course the same things I would do if I saw you alone in the house, tempting me with this fat ass of yours and your massive knockers, Camila..." Kafka said as he pushed his hand into Camila's pants and started groping her juicy butt, with each hand on each juicy bun.

"...I'd probably come up from behind you, grab onto your jiggly butt, and start kneading it like dough without giving you any chance to resist, treating you like the dirty girl you are."

"Ahhh!♡~ No, Kafka!♡~" Camila let out a seductive moan as she felt Kafka's cold fingers wriggle inside her asscheeks and felt them scraping her flesh from the inside, like he was trying to dig something that was stuck inside out. "Y-You can't do that to my butt just because you want to, s-since it's really sensitive!♡~...Mmm!♡~"

"If I can't grope this fat ass of yours, then what use is it in being so plump?" Kakfa picked Camila's juicy, voluptuous bottom that felt like it was purely made out of butter and dropped it down, making it jiggle upon impact with his legs below. "Tell me, Camila, just why do you have such a large behind if you're not even letting your own husband enjoy it?"

"Ahhh!♡~...I-I don't know, Kakfa!♡~ B-But if you want to grope it or slap it or do whatever you want with my flesh, then just do it with my uselessly fat butt, and not Bella's!♡~ Hnnn!♡~" Camila gasped as she tried to fight for her daughter's sake, as even though she herself had certain desires towards her daughter, her motherly instinct to protect her from her devious stepfather came in first.

"J-Just leave our daughter out of this, since she's still an innocent child who doesn't know about any of these l-lewd things we do while she's not around the house!♡~....Augh!♡~"

"Is that really so, Bella? Is what your mother is saying true?" Kafka asked as he looked at Bella and stopped sucking on Camila's buds, leaving them covered in a glossy state, which made them look brighter and pinker than they already were. "Is my adorable little daughter really as innocent as her mother says?"

"It's not that I don't trust your mother's words or that I don't trust you, but it's simply hard to believe you're so innocent and pure when your nipples are so hard that they look like they could cut diamonds when you're sitting on your father's lap half naked..." Kafka said as she pinched her nipples, which were smaller and more delicate-looking than Camila's perky nips, like they had more room to grow but had the same shape and colour as her mother's.

"...I mean, is it really normal for a daughter to be so turned on that I could probably see both of these buds of yours poking out even if you wear a bra when you're so exposed and intimate with your father right now?"

"Does that not mean she has other intentions towards me that one should never have towards their own father?" Camila bashfully watched Kafka question her daughter and torture her buds, like he wouldn't stop pulling on them until he got an answer.

"Ahhh!♡~ D-Daddy, no!♡~ Aughh!♡~" Bella whimpered as she felt both her rosy peaks get twisted, like she was getting punished by her father for her misdeeds of the past with Camila. "Y-You can't do that, Daddy!♡~ It hurts!♡~ Ohh!♡~"

"Oh really...Then why is it that whenever I pull on them, you start squirming around like you're enjoying it?" Kakfa asked as he felt Bella moving her butt around and smushing all over his legs, where he could feel each individual cheek rub his knees in smooth motions.

"I-I don't know, Daddy!♡~ M-My body just moves that way whenever you treat my body so violently!♡~ Aughh!♡~" Bella exclaimed, completely assimilating to her role as his stepdaughter after getting caught up in the mood.

She then looked at Kafka with limpid eyes that were full of temptation that almost even rivalled her mother's and asked, "I-Is there anything wrong with me, Daddy!?♡...Even though I'm not supposed to feel anything when my own father is treating my body so harshly, I can't help but want you to tease and abuse my body even more!♡~"

"Really?..." Kafka grabbed his supposed daughter's milky white tits and stuffed them into his mouth. And while gently chewing on her smooth flesh with his lips, he continued asking, "Even when I'm sucking on your budding chest like this, you're fine with your father doing such things to your delicate body?"

"Yes, Daddy!♡~ I'm fine with whatever you do!♡~" Bella exclaimed in a fluster, and even though she knew she was saying some shameful things at the moment, she couldn't help herself since the degrading words she was saying were naturally coming out of her mouth and she couldn't stop herself from uttering them.

She then continued saying, with a hazy look in her eyes and a rather eager tone in her trembling voice, "E-Even if you jumped on me thinking that I was mom, I probably would stay silent and let you do whatever you want, if it feels as good as how your sucking on my breasts right now!♡~ Hnnn!♡~"

"See Camila...Can you really call our daughter innocent when she's acting as slutty as you do when you crave something from me?" Kafka said with a grin on his face as he finished sucking both of her mounds clean, while Camila was taken aback by how lewdly her daughter was acting. "And honestly, even though I said that it would be bad if you two looked alike, I actually take that back."

"After hearing how Bella feels about having some special 'bonding' time with her father, I really don't think both of us would mind if I accidentally started playing with her thinking that she was you, Camila, which actually works out for us father and daughter."

"Isn't that right, sweetheart?" Kakfa asked as he held Bella by the chin and pinched her lower lips together, bringing her flustered face closer to his. "You'll let Daddy do whatever he wants to do with you, right?...Even if it's me asking you to spread your legs wide so that I can shove my fat cock into your tight little pussy, you'll still obey what your father says, right?"

"Y-Yes Daddy...I'll do whatever you say, e-even if it means I have to spread my legs in front of you and l-let your thick thing go inside of me."

Bella said in a daze as she looked into Kafka's dark eyes, which made Camila gasp at how her daughter was behaving in front of her lover and reminded her of how she acted when Kafka spoke all those sweet words to her yesterday, making her wonder if she also looked so obscene and lascivious at that time.

Actually, Bella didn't want to agree to Kafka's words at first, as they were a bit too much even for her in her worked-up mood.

But when she looked into Kafka's charming eyes, which looked like an abyss that was sucking her soul in and making her heart palpitate like crazy, she had no way to resist his words and could only say what he wanted her to say, like she was under his spell, and it made her feel as if just looking at his charming face was making her lose the ability to breathe.

This was bizzare as even though Kafka was quite the handsome man, she had seen many other better looking men then him even at her university.

But inspite of all that it it was only him who made her feel such a way which made her wonder just what it was about him that was making her thoughts go wild and wondered if her mother felt the same as well when she looked at his irritating but loveable face that you simply can't help but smile when you look at.

"What an obedient little girl you are, Bella, who listens to her father's words..." Kafka said as he pulled her cheeks, which made her blush since he was currently treating her like a child, which she didn't really dislike, even though she didn't usually like people looking down on her.

He then continued saying, as he poked her lips, "And do you know what good girls like you receive after doing something commendable?"

"N-No, Daddy...What do they get?" Bella hesitantly asked with an expectant look in her eyes, already guessing what he was going to as she eyed his lips.

"A kiss, of course, Bella!~ A kiss!~...Chu!~"

Kafka gave Bella a kiss on her forehead when she thought that she was going to kiss her on her lips like before.

But nonetheless, it made her serotonin levels skyrocket and made her give a shy smile that lit up the room because of how cute she looked at the moment, as even though it didn't give her the same tingly sensation she felt when he kissed her on her lips, a kiss on her wide forehead that she was insecure about made her feel warm and cosy, like she was wrapped in a blanket, which she didn't even feel from the kisses she received from her own father when she was a child.

And it made it feel like all the shameful things she unconsciously said out of her volition were worth it if she could get a kiss from Kafka at the end, who always looked at her like she was the most prettiest girl in the world and made her feel like she had absolutely nothing to be ashamed of herself when he gazed at her with his cheeky little face, even though she didn't exactly know how to face her mother after calling her lover her father and bowed her head in shame when she thought of the awkward conversation they were going to have later on.

"And as much as I want to explore my daughter's secret garden that has been left untouched for her father to witness, your mother would probably cry if I told you to spread your legs right now, so we'll keep that moment for later..."

Kakfa said as he gave Camila a soft pat on her head, who looked so sad and pityful when she heard that he was going to have his way with his daughter when she was the one who found him first, like when she heard her daughter was going to take her first kiss away.

This soft consolation made her much more happier and she breathed a sigh of relief, as even though she was more than fine with sharing her daughter with Kakfa and wanted that to happen more than anything else in the world for her daughter's sake, she also didn't want to sacrifice everything for her family like in the past and wanted some special moments for herself that she treated so preciously, which was quite sweet to see.

"...And for now, instead of showing off your lower lips, why don't you be a good girl and do what your mother did and let out your spit on her milkers as well, so that I can detoxify the toxin and get this over with."

Kafka said with a smile on his face, which made both mother and daughter, who were much more clear-headed than before, look at each other with shame in one another's pretty blue eyes because of the final act they were going to perform.

Both of them also sighed at the same time, as they didn't know just how twisted their relationships were going to get after this one morning, when it was already so complicated and messy before, and could only wait to find out just how their lives were going to change after Kafka had entered the picture...