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

Chapter 213: Taste Test

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First, I slid the tip of my fingers into her waistband while feeling her warm tummy on my palm, which made her think that I was trying to pull her pants to see if there was any stain.

But she quickly realised that she was wrong when she felt more of my hand going into her tight pants until finally half of my hand was on her crotch region; just above the open slit below and right on top of her bush, which was covered by a silky fabric.

"Haughh!?~"

Camila looked with her eyes wide in shock as her cheeks flushed red when she felt her puffy bush that she had been growing, being patted by my fingers over her panties like I was petting a fluffy pet.

She was about to pull my hand out in a fluster to stop the shameful thing I was doing with her while she sat on top of the place she ate her meals, but stopped when she realised that the safety of her pussy was on the line here, and even though she was embarrassed at having her overgrown bush feeled up by me, she decided to ensure what I was doing no matter what it was to ensure the safety of her two lower lips.

After patting Camila's thick pubic hair through her underwear to her dismay, I thought it was enough playing and decided to go right for the source, as I pulled my hand back a little and slid it right back in, only this time it wasn't over her underwear but into it where her crotch was exposed.

"Hnn!?~"

Camila jerked up, and she grabbed my chest in a fluster when she felt the soft, fatty skin underneath her pubic region get touched by the tips of my cold fingers. She looked like she wanted to cry out in shame when she felt her pubic hair, which felt rather soft and silky, just like my mother's, get tosselled around in her underwear.

"S-Stop, Kafka!?~...Hnnn!?~...Don't put your hand in there!?~...Haaa!?~"

My fingers didn't simply move around in an erratic manner while they were playing around with the fur she had beneath them, but were actually moving further down until they reached the area right above her lower lips, then pushed down into her flesh, and then were pulled back up again while maintaining contact with her skin, like I was trying to plough fields on the land where her luscious bush grew using my fingers.

"Haaa!?~...No!?~..Aughh!?~...Not there, Kafka!?~...Hmmm!?~"

I also did this repeatedly, like I was trying to massage the area above her pussy, which confused Camila as to what I was doing.

But even if she had no idea what was going in her pants, she did understand that she was currently going through intense pleasure from having her pubes combed by my fingers and was moaning out with her head rested back and her chest that was covered in curry stuck out.

"Hnnnn!?~...I-I feels so weird!?~...Nnnn!...It feels so weird down there!?~...Aughhh!?~"

The feeling of her sensitive regions getting dug into by my fingers and then slowly dragged across her puffy flesh, almost as if it were helping her scratch an itch down there, was making her clutch onto the edges of the table for dear life, and I could even feel her moving her waist back and forward because of the tingling sensation she was feeling down there.

"Stop it, Kafka!?~...Hmm!?~...T-This not what I asked you to do!?~...Hyaaa!?~....If you keep doing this, I might do something that I really regret, so please stop K-Kafka since I don't want to ruin my kitchen floor as well!?~"

Camila moaned out in a distraught manner, unable to handle the pangs of pleasure from just having her pubic region stroked. She wasn't lying when she said that she might do something shameful, since I could feel my fingers touch something wet whenever I touched the top of her pussy and could even feel how hard her clitoris was whenever I grazed.

I had already finished doing what I wanted to do, and I didn't want her to make a mess like she did yesterday, so I quickly pulled my hand out of her pants, which made Camila pant in relief, like she had escaped a great danger.

But she also looked at me with a certain reluctance in her eyes, like a part of her wanted me to finish what I started, which was a rather interesting sight to look at when she was so reluctant before.

And then, just when she thought that the worst of it was over and she could relax her nerves, I shocked her once more when I looked at my fingers that had rubbed against her forest. And then, after seeing where it was the wettest from the sweat she had accumulated down there, I gave my fingers a small lick and chapped my lips like I was having a taste of her bodily fluids.

Lick~

Camila trembled at the sight, and she couldn't believe what she was witnessing, her face looking as bright as a ripe tomato at the moment at having her next-door neighbour have a taste of what her body's essence near her nether region tasted like.

"Good for you, Camila~ It seems like none of that spicy oil reached all the way down there, and you don't have to worry about your pussy burning any time soon~" I said after giving my wet finger a taste and using the handcloth to wipe away the rest of the moist sweat from underneath her bush that stuck to my fingers.

"Huh?...H-How do you know that after just having a lick of your fingers, that you rubbed all over my embarassing place?" Camila asked with her mouth parted and eyes wide, still in disbelief at what she saw.

"Well, I had first thought of pulling your pants down to see if anything leaked down there, but I realised that I wouldn't be able to see anything if you had quite the dense jungle down there, which you actually did like I thought that would easily hide the oil flowing down because of all the roots in the way..."

I said, which made Camila embarrassed at the fact that her dense undergrowth had been discovered, and she quickly covered her crotch with her hands, as if doing so would make me forget what I felt under there.

"...So I instead of using my eyes to check, I decided to use my tongue to check, since it would be a more effective indicator."

"And like you saw, I rubbed my fingers all over the place where the oil might've flowed down, and after making sure I didn't miss a spot, I brought my hand back out to have a taste...And luckily for you, I only managed to taste something quite salty, which is probably your sweat and something sour, which you can probably guess what it is, and nothing spicy like we thought." I smiled since everything turned out alright in the end, while Camila was dumbstruck at my absurd method that made no sense even after I explained it to her and honestly felt to her like I had used the opportunity to take advantage of her.

But she still couldn't say anything in return, as she was the one who said that I could do anything and asked for my help, and she could only look at me while reevaluating how much of a degenerate I actually was.