BXBX NOVEL Chapter 224: Who Are You Calling Innocent?
"Huh? What am I going to do with such a dirty thing?" Camila poked the bra while wondering how anyone could wear such a revealing piece of cloth. "Just throw it in the trash or the compost pit outside, since I don't need such a shameful cloth in my house as it would only make my house filthy if it stayed here."
"No... think it's better if you keep it."
I said as I turned around to face Camila, and while Bella's view was blocked, I put the bra on top of Camila's chest through her clothes and pushed the cups into her breasts as much as I could, even though only half of the bra could fit onto Camila's bossom and the rest of her fatty chest leaked out from the sides.
Push~ Squish~
And while Camila was shocked and flustered at how I was making her wear a second bra while her daughter was right behind me, waiting for me to find that spider on her, I bent down and whispered to her in a voice that only both of us could here,
"Why do I want you to keep this bra, you ask?...Of course it's because I want to see you in it, Camila."
"These overwhelming large breasts you have here that I can't even contain in my hands..." I said as I cupped her breasts in my hand and lifted them up, while Camila looked up at me with eyes that were trembling in anticipation.
"...I want to see them in this lewd bra your daughter brought us, as I'm sure that the velvet black material and the delicate netting that will perfectly reveal your most private parts will make your pink nipples pop out like a pink diamond seen through a black mourning veil."
Camila's cheeks turned a deep shade of red when she heard my request, and she quickly looked behind me to see if Bella heard what I said, but sighed in relief when she saw her daughter looking down in shame after still not getting over the fact that her own mother had seen her wear such exposing underwear.
She then held onto the bra on her chest like she was feeling the size and material it was made up of and looked up at me and said in a hesitant manner,
"B-But Kafka, it's too small for me...There's no way that my daughter's bra would ever fit my chest."
"It's fine, Camila...I'm pretty sure I can help you squeeze your breasts into this tiny bra." I said as I squeezed her chest, like I was trying to make the volume of her plump breasts smaller, which wasn't working out since her meat would just leak out from the sides instead of compressing down.
"...And even if I can't squeeze them in because of how fat they are, you can just wear this, thinking that it's a micro bikini or something, and give me a good show later."
Camila quickly slapped my hands off her chest in a flustered manner in case her daughter saw just what her mother was doing right in front of her. But at the same time, she also took the bra off her chest, neatly folded it together, and quietly put it into her back pocket, indirectly telling me that she wouldn't mind wearing such a piece of clothing for me.
"W-Why are you smiling like that, Kafka? Is me being in trouble funny to you?" Bella said in an exasperated manner when she saw me with a huge grin on my face when I turned back around, which was from thinking about how Camila would look in that skimpy bra.
But of course I couldn't say that to her own daughter, so I quickly said, while looking down at Bella's chest in wonder,
"No, it's just that I couldn't help but smile when I saw the wonderful pair of breasts you have, which look phenomenal with how round and perky they are."
Bella was shocked at my sudden compliment about her breasts and didn't expect the very same person who was so docile before to say such brazen things to her. She didn't know what to say about it, as it was the first time someone had ever said such a thing about her.
But when she saw the way I was marvelling at her chest, like it was a beautiful sculpture, and especially my eyes that seemed to be glued onto her pink tips, she couldn't help but regain the dignity she had lost when she showed me her chest and felt proud that her chest could make a guy look at her in such an enamoured way.
"...R-Really, do you really think they look good?" Bella asked in a rather shy manner, which went against the rude personality she showed her mother. "My friends always say that I have a good figure. But it's the first time a boy has ever seen my chest, so I don't know if you're simply joking or not."
"Of course I'm not joking, Bella. I'm simply saying what all boys are thinking, as I assure you that what I said now is what's running through the head of every boy who's walked past you..." I directly said while looking straight into Bella's shimmering blue eyes that they looked just like her mother's when she was embarrassed.
"I'm just the only one who has the guts to say it to you directly, as pretty girls like you have the tendency to scare boys away just by showing them your beautiful face."
"I-Is that so?..." Bella turned away in a fluster as her heart rate increased at being praised by her junior, who she thought she could play around with at first but turned out to be in the other way in the end.
But even though Bella was rejoicing in the flattering remarks she was receiving, Camila was in no way having it seeing that I was flirting with her daughter and quickly pounced into action so that I didn't seduce her any further, the same way I made a married woman like her mine.
"Kafka!~ You damn womaniser!~" Camila shouted in fury, caught my ears, and started pulling on them in a fit. "Even though I just warned you not to lay your hands on my daughter, you're doing exactly the opposite of what I said and making your moves on her with those honeyed words of yours and that handsome face you have!~"
"How could you do such a thing when I told you that was the last thing you could do!~" Camila cried in a begrudging manner while twisting my ear as punishment for making moves on her daughter.
"Who said I'm trying to lay my hands on her? I just couldn't help but say that she looks a little pretty since she reminds me of you so much, and I just couldn't help myself and say such things when I saw another version of you!" I whispered to Camila as she pulled me down, which immediately made her stop pulling my ear.
"Is that true?...Did you really only say nice things to her because you thought of me?" Camila pulled me down to her eye level and asked me inquisitively.
"Of course, Camila!...Do you really think I would be interested in your daughter when I've already made my interest in older women clear as day!?" I said in a pleading manner, which made Camila think for a second and then made her nod her head like it made sense.
But before Camila herself could let me go after clearing the misunderstanding, Bella didn't seem to like to see the sight of the first man to have ever seen her chest be bullied by her mother, so she quickly exclaimed, saying,
"Just let him go, mom! What's wrong with him being honest about something that he really likes?!"
"Even if he said something about my chest that I still find to be quite embarrassing, he's still better than most of those cowardly men out there who only look at me with lewd gazes and turn away like rats when I look back at them!" Bella said in a sincere manner while looking at me with praise in her eyes for my straightforward behaviour, which made Camila also nod her head like she agreed with her daughter.
This only made me feel embarrassed at their praise since I was just shamelessly saying whatever came to mind since I liked being honest with my thoughts, knowing that I could always handle the consequences of my crass words and wasn't doing anything as praiseworthy as they thought.
"A-And he's also only a young boy, who's probably seeing something so private for the first time in his life, so it's only natural that he would react in such a way and say such things..." Bella said in a timid manner while glancing at me from the side, trying to save me from her mother's rage.
But this only added fuel to the fire that was about to satiate down, as Camila just couldn't handle the fact that her own daughter saw me as an innocent boy who didn't know the touch of a woman even though I was actually the same person who was groping her own mother's chest a while ago and made her splatter her fluids all over the floor we were standing on, which made Camia stare at me with a sarcastic smile on her face and a scary glint in her eye for tricking her daughter into believing such an atrocious lie, which made me look away in fright.