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

"Woah, hold one there now...Why are you removing your top all of a sudden?" Kafka asked Nina in a hurry when he saw her stripping and stopped her right as she was about to pull the top off her enough so that her chest was revealed. He then chuckled and said, "Are you really that eager to expose yourself to me, Nina?...I didn't expect you to be that forward."

"N-No, Kafka...I'm also doing this because I thought you wanted me to." Nina said as her face flushed, unable to handle the fact that the boy in front of her was trying to make her out to be a pervert who liked to strip before others.

She then nervously looked at him and said, "...I mean, did you not say that you wanted to see what was underneath?...That is, my most private parts, like you said, or am I actually misunderstanding what you said?"

Nina almost got a headache when she imagined the possibility of her misunderstanding the whole situation, and she prayed to God that she didn't try to get naked just because of a misconception she had.

"No, Nina...I definitely want to see everything that's hidden underneath your clothes."

Kafka slowly said as he eyed up her seductive body. He then continued saying, while feeling up the most sensitive parts of her body, that she had never been revealed to another.

"Whether it may be your plump chest that looks like it's full milk..."

He grabbed her breasts from underneath and gave them a squeeze, which made Nina tremble and want to say that she didn't have any milk in her breasts yet.

Squeeze~ Squeeze~

"...Or your tight ass that's been resting on my lap this whole while..."

He slid his hands down her waist and groped her tender buns below, making Nina jump in fright when she felt her ass getting massaged.

Grope~ Grope~

"...And finally, whatever secrets lie beneath this little place that's probably going to be sopping wet after I've fully explored your body...I want to see it all."

He didn't stroke the final part of her body that he was talking about, but simply placed his hand on her crotch and gave it a little push. But that itself was more than enough stimulation for Nina, so much so that she couldn't help but grip her fists in trepidation, since she could feel his fingers pushing onto her lower lips through her clothes.

"Hnnm!♡~...N-No!♡~"

Nina let out a moan as she sat on Kafka's lap, as even though she was a mature woman who had been married for many years, she was extremely inexperienced in such matters because of her own circumstances, and even this little sensation she felt in her lower region was enough to make her feel like she was about to die of shame.

"See, Nina. This is why I didn't want you to strip immediately...I was afraid that you would be too frightened if we went too fast, so I wanted to get you warmed up by first exploring the colours on your body that aren't hidden but aren't very exposed either."

Kakfa explained why he didn't go all-out from the start. But the teasing smile he had on his face made it obvious that wasn't the main reason he wanted it slow, and he simply wanted to take his time to play with Nina, who currently looked like a naive little kitten in his arms who was nervously waiting to see what her master was going to do next.

Unfortunately, Nina didn't understand this because she was extremely gullible towards the people she trusted, and she genuinely thought that Kakfa was doing all this for her sake.

She thought that the boy before her really had a compassionate heart that put the desires of the ones he cherished before his, and she couldn't believe that such a young child could act in such a gentlemanly manner, which actually managed to move her a bit and made her look at Kafka as a man for a second.

But once she saw the youthful face before her, she quickly regained clarity about the situation she was in and made it clear in her mind that she was simply following what Kafka said because she couldn't resist his pleas as her self-proclaimed older sister and there were no other intentions behind her actions.

"Or maybe I misunderstood, Nina." Kakfa interjected her flurry of thoughts with a pensive look on his face. "Maybe you actually do want me to strip you clean and expose yourself bare to me...If it's so, then simply nod your head, and I'll make sure that there isn't a cloth on you in a matter of seconds."

Shake~ Shake~ Shake~

Nina frantically shook her head to show her clear reluctance towards the matter, begging not to be stripped down immediately.

"Oh, then do you want me to take it slowly, like I was about to?" Kafka asked, to which Nina immediately nodded her head like a chicken eating rice.

"Okay, fine...I'll do whatever my little Nina wants me to do."

Kakfa said with a satisfied smile on his face and rocked her in his lap like he was playing with a child, while Nina wanted to say in reluctance that she was the older sister here and not him.

But once she heard how pleasent it felt to be treated like the younger one and how safe it made her feel that someone else was putting his ownership over her, she couldn't help but feel that being called 'my little Nina' wasn't bad at all and even made her want to hear it more, even though it was unbecoming of a grown woman like her.

"Umm...What are you going to look at first, Kafka?...I don't think there are many colours on the outside of my body that you haven't already seen, like the colour of my lips, eyes, and teeth, which are all quite normal." Nina peeked her head from Kafka's chest and asked out of curiosity, since she couldn't really think of any part of her body that was already exposed, which Kafka hadn't seen yet.

"Yes, I've already seen all of your beautiful face and bright colours that are on your visage, like your tender pink lips, your pearl white teeth, or your pretty green eyes that shine like emaralds." Kafka said while observing every individual characteristic on her face, making Nina lower her head in embarrassment and clutch the hems of her top.

He then looked at the top of her head and continued saying, "...But I think that you forgot about the two little antennas you have on top of your head, that keep on dangling all over the place in an adorable manner."

Freeze~

Nina's long green ears that were fluttering all over because of the turbid emotions she was feeling at the moment froze when they noticed that someone else was staring at them right now, almost as if they were just as shy as the owner and couldn't help but be embarrassed when being looked at with such an intent gaze.

Nina then looked up at Kafka while her ears slowly lowered down like they were trying to hide from Kafka's gaze, and she said to him with an anxious look on her face,

"But Kafka, you've already seen the colour of my ears. They're as green as the rest of my body...What more do you want to see from them when they're already completely exposed?"

"Completely exposed?...Is that really true, Nina?" Kafka asked as he stared at Nina's long ears, which were lying flat down after being put in the spotlight. He then looked at her and asked, "Is it really considered to be fully exposed when I can't even look at the inside of them and find out what colour is in the inside of your ears?"

Whoosh~

Nina's ears seemed to have minds of their own as they rose up like towers when they heard that someone wanted to examine them deeply. The owner of those ears was also panicking internally when she heard that Kafka wanted to take a look at her ears.

If it were anyone else, she wouldn't have minded showing them, as she didn't really consider her ears, which were longer than those of normal humans, to be noteworthy.

But when it was about to be closely seen by the boy in front of her, she couldn't help but get nervous and prayed that her long ears that had a different colour from the outside, just like he had guessed, didn't make him look down on her in anyway.

And if that nightmarish situation did happen, even though she trusted that Kakfa was someone who would look at her with the same gaze no matter what happened or whatever change she went through, she would have no choice but to spend the rest of her life with her long ears lowered down at all times, so that no one else saw her disgraceful ears that even someone like Kafka, who always managed to find the beauty in everything, couldn't love...