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

"Hold up now...Why is it that you think that I'm the boy toy here and not the other way around, where I'm the one casually having fun with your mother instead?" I asked as to why I was the one being toyed around with and not the other way around.

"Because no matter how scary you look sometimes, I've seen with my own eyes the scene of my mother twisting the fingers of a man who tried to inappropriately touch her a long time back until I could hear his bones cracking, so I don't really think that she's someone you can easily play around with without losing a finger or two..." Bella said with a glint of pride in her eyes, as if Camila were a majestic horse that simply could not be tamed, while Camila brushed back her hair and blushed while looking at me as if she were trying tell me that was in the past and she wouldn't do such a thing to me no matter how I felt her up.

"And the fact that you haven't really denied my claim also proves that you're really just someone my mother brings over to casually spend time with and enjoy herself, e-even though I'm not exactly clear as to what you guys do..." Bella said in a fluster as she eyed us both while letting her imagination run wild at what exactly was going on in this house while she was away.

"Isn't that right, mom?..." Bella pushed herself away from her mother's chest and asked, while I stayed and enjoyed resting my face on Camila's soft breasts and occasionally blowing at Camila's nipples that were near my lips. "...Isn't Kafka your boy toy who you've taken in after getting lonely with no one around?"

"Hmmm...Maybe, maybe not...Who really knows?~"

Camila let out a hum as she gazed at her daughter with a mysterious smile on her face, not exactly telling her daughter the exact answer since it was much for fun to keep her guessing and on her toes.

She then hugged me and pushed me back in between her breasts, where I happily dove in, as if she were holding a teddy bear that she loved, and said in a rather possessive manner,

"...And what would you even do if I admitted to keeping around Kafka to satisfy the desires of my lonely self? Are you going to try and stop it?"

"Because if you are, I'll tell you to stop right now, as there's no way I'm letting go of Kafka no matter what you say, since he's already become such an important part of my life that I'd rather die than give up!" Camila gave a rather bold statement that would've surely made me feel strong emotions if I had properly witnessed her saying it.

But because I was blinded by the paleness of her skin that I was pushed into, I could also silently give a thumbs up to show my appreciation.

"Well, I would've tried to stop whatever's going on between you two if I had known what was happening from the start, as I really can't get over my own mother having her own personal gigolo who's still in school, which is quite hard to watch..." Bella said as she looked at me with a look of dissatisfaction, as if she were blaming me for all this, which made Camila glare back at her daughter like she was ready to fight with her daughter if she said anything bad about me.

"...But now that whatever relationship you have has already developed so far, so much so that you aren't willing to give him up no matter what, I guess there's no use in me trying to do that, and I should give up on the idea."

Bella said with a sigh of defeat, which made Camila look at her daughter with appreciation in her eyes for not starting a war when they had just started to console their relationship.

Bella then gloomily said to her mother in a rather ashamed manner like she really regretted her past actions, which made her unable to even look at her mother because of how guilty she felt,

"And I'm also one of the main reasons as to why you went along the wrong path of taking in a young boy, which I had only come to realise after some certain events that happened that I don't wish to talk about for now...So I really don't think that my opinion matters here when I was the root cause of it all, especially when you've changed so much since the last time I saw you and look so much more fulfilled, which I'm guessing is because of Kafka's presence."

Bella acted as if it were all her fault for leaving her mother alone without caring about her at all, which eventually made Camila become so desperate that she sought someone else to give her the happiness and support she needed, when in reality it mostly had nothing to do with her and was simply because I slipped into Camila's heart when there was no one else residing there at the time.

Camila also snapped out of her dreamy mood for a second when she saw her daughter looking so glum and down in the dumps when, in actuality, it wasn't her fault at all and simply because she found true love, and she looked like she was about to console her.

But I didn't want any sappy drama to go on while I was being sandwiched in between the two of them, as I knew it would go on for too long if they started, so I quickly broke the two apart and said,

"You can talk about all your emotions and what you've been feeling about one another all these years later after I leave, since I think that's a family issue I shouldn't be involved in...And for now, let's just focus on detoxifying you both, since I don't want you two to catch a cold from having your tits out in the open for so long."

Camila and Bella didn't seem to feel cold at all, as their bodies were constantly getting heated up when they thought about the ridiculous situation they were in, being naked and with their tits exposed to their next-door neighbour. But Bella was still scared of the venom, so she quickly wiped away the tears that were forming in her eyes and agreed with what I suggested.

"And before I begin, I'd just like to ask you if you two are willing to 'detoxify' the venom yourselves, as it would be much more appropriate than me doing it." I asked, to which Bella glared at me with a flushed look on her face, like she was asking why I was asking such a vulgar question at this very moment.

"Well, I for one wouldn't mind sucking on my daughter's breasts to help her detoxify the poison, as I'm also interested in knowing how it feels to wrap my tongue around her nipples like she did the same to me when I breastfed her as a baby.

And I wouldn't mind swapping roles for once and finding out how it feels to be on the side..." Camila said in a rather lewd manner as she gently pinched her daughter's pink nipple and looked at it carefully, as if she were thinking that Bella's nipples would look just like her own if she had wider areolas.

She then pinched and pulled on the tip of her daughter's bud, which made Bella let out a low moan from being teased by her own mother, and casually said, "...But of course Bella being the awfully shy girl she is who can't handle a little mother-daughter bonding time won't allow it...Isn't that right, Bella?"

"Hmm!~...I-I there even a doubt about that, mom!?" Bella exclaimed as she pulled her mother's hands off her chest, like she was pulling off a crab that was grabbing onto her tips. "I'd much rather have Kafka help, then let you do something so embarrassing!"

"Really?...Do you not want to have taste of your dear mother's breasts for old times sake?" Camila asked as she pushed out her bulging bossom and lifted them up, like she was tempting her daughter to have a bite.

"I'm asking because the last time I remember, you used to cry whenever I used to take my milk feeders out of your mouth when you were a baby since you liked nibbling on them so much and would throw tantrums when I did so."

I thought for sure that Bella was going to deny her mother's request and move on since it didn't seem like something she would accept. But to my shock, Bella actually stared at her mother's chest for a moment, like she was thinking about it, and finally said,

"Well, actually, I would like to know why your breasts taste the way they do and want to check if they really do taste like that-"

"...N-No wait! I-I didn't mean it the way you think!"

Bella exclaimed when she saw the absurd look on my face and realised that she had just basically said that she wanted to reminisce about the taste of the past.

"I-I said in the sense that, when my mother pulled me into her chest just now, I had accidentally grazed my lips on her skin, and for some reason her soft skin tasted spicy like they were made out of green chillies, which is what I wanted to know about!" Bella explained in a hurry when she saw her mother looking at her with a devious smile, like she was wondering if her daughter had the same incestuous tendencies as her.