God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem-Chapter 336: Three Sneezes From Afar

"H-How did you know, Kafka?...How did you find out something as embarrassing as that when I've never told anyone about it before?!" Nina exclaimed in a fluster while shaking around Kafka by the collar like she was trying to extort him, which jerked him around back and forth in a lifeless manner.

She then stopped as if she realised something detrimental and then looked at Kafka in shock and asked, "...Don't tell me that you peeked on me while I was bathing, you little pervert?!"

"I literally met you today, Nina. Where would I get a chance to peep on you?" Kafka said as he fixed up his wrinkled-up collar. He then glanced at Nina, who was worked up, and said, "I also don't really know what you're talking about, so it would be nice if you could make me aware of what you're trying to say."

"Don't lie to me, Kafka. I know that you know what I'm talking about...Just look at how you're smirking right now! It's clear to you exactly what secret I'm saying!" Nina exclaimed when she saw Kafka showing off a wide grin to her, making it obvious to her that he was teasing her.

It was also apparent with the way he was looking at her, like he was waiting for her to say something first before he would continue, that he wanted her to personally tell him her secret just so that she could see her all abashed.

Seeing that she had no other way out of the situation since there was no chance Kafka was going to speak up on his own, Nina made up her mind, bit her lips, and while looking at him with trembling eyes, she said,

"I-I know you already know what I'm talking about, Kafka. But since you want me to tell you about it so much, I'll do so if it makes you satisfied."

"...T-The secret I was talking about, w-which is something that no one else in the world knows about, is the fact that the i-insides of my p-private place are actually a really bright pink colour...The same pink colour that you found on the inside of my ears and the same pink that made y-you have vulgar thoughts."

Nina concluded what she said with a abashed look on her face and she also lowered her ears all the way down, so that Kafka couldn't look into them anymore.

And just when she thought that she had been through the worst of it and could finally relax, Kafka suddenly asked while gently stroking her back,

"I understand that some sort of sensitive part of your body has the same colour seen in your ears, Nina. But you still haven't told me which place you're exactly talking about...Can you tell me that first so that I can have some more clarity regarding the situation?"

Nina glared at him in a rather pityful manner, like she was asking him why he was bullying her so much, to which she simply received a careless smile from him in return. And seeing that she had no way out once again, she said as her face slowly changed into a shade of red,

"T-The sensitive place I was talking about is the private part I have hidden underneath my underwear; that is my v-vagina, Kafka...A-And rather than my vagina itself, it's the inside of it that has a rather p-pink colour that's very similar to what's on my ear."

"...That's why I wanted to ask you how you knew that they both had the s-same colour when you can't even see that colour on me even if I were to be standing naked in front of you, and you can only do so if you were to-..."

Nina suddenly stopped herself and blushed when she realised how vulgar and dirty her final words sounded in her head.

"Only if I were to?..." Kakfa didn't let Nina off and seemed to want her to continue at all costs.

"...O-Only if you were to explore my n-naked body and o-open up my vagina to s-see what's inside."

Nina couldn't believe what she was saying, as this was the first time she had talked so crudely before, and even though she felt that it was inconceivable that she was saying such detestable things, she also couldn't help but feel a sense of thrill go through her body when she did so.

Especially when the recipient of such words wasn't her husband but actually a boy who would be the same age as her son if she actually had one, who she just met today.

"Oh, so that's what you're talking about, Nina~ It's all coming back to me after hearing you talk about spreading your lower lips and revealing the tender flesh inside from your own mouth~"

Kafka said with a look of realisation on his face, like he had just recollected the topic that was being talked about, while Nina wasn't having any of his blatant acting, and she silently started pummeling her small fists onto his chest in protest for making her say naughty words.

Any other man who had met her fists before would've said that it was one of the most anguishing memories of his life, since such tiny fists would've been coming at them at full force because of some problem they caused.

But right now, the sight of Nina beating up Kafka didn't look violent and dangerous at all and looked rather coquettish with how she was hitting him and doing it in such a way that it wouldn't hurt him at all, like she was an angry girlfriend throwing a fit.

"As for how I found that both your ears and lower regions have the same colour...Well, it's actually quite crude, so I don't know if you'd be willing to hear it from me, Nina."

Kafka looked at Nina, who hadenough of 'beating him up' and was now carressing his chest like she was worried she actually injured her, even though that was impossible with how gently she was knocking on his chest.

"Hmph! Just tell me, Kakfa!...I don't think it can be any worse than the things you've already done." Nina harumphed and threw an indignant look at Kafka, like she was asking for compensation for all the embarrassment she had gone through in his hands.

"Fine, if that's what you want, Nina." Kafka said while picking up Nina and moving her close enough to him that her breasts were squished against his chest.

And then, while tenderly stroking her thighs in smooth motions, which Nina allowed because it felt rather good when she felt his rugged hands move across her plump thighs, he said, "Well, you see, Nina, when I first saw your ears from the outside, my heart started to beat furiously because of how elegant it made you look, almost as if you were a fairy of the forest."

Nina's ears fluttered around like they were fairys of their own, while Nina couldn't help but think how easy of a woman she was, seeing as to how she had lost all the anger she had earlier from all the bullying she had gone through and was currently over the moon because of one single compliment.

"...But when I went further inside and saw the tender pink inside of your ear, strangely, my heart didn't beat like I thought it would, and actually some other part of me started racing." Kakfa said as he caressed her soft thighs and started to dig deep into the area of plump fat caught between her legs.

"What part of you started to race, Kafka?...What part of your body reacted when you saw the pink on the inside of my ears?" Nina asked with a curious look on her face, and when she felt Kafka's hands trying to go in between the space that was locked between her legs, she mindlessly spread her legs on her own like it was natural and let Kafka play with her thighs however he wanted to.

"My cock, Nina...Or to be more exact, in case your innocent mind doesn't know what a cock is, I'm talking about my penis that's hanging below my waist." Kafka said with his lips curled, which made Nina's eyes go wide at his sudden statement. "That's what started to throb after I saw the insides of your ears."

"I didn't know why exactly that happened at first since I'm not really someone who has a particular interest in ears in general, no matter how unique they may be like yours...But for some reason, when I saw the insides of your ears, I couldn't help but get a little stiff in my pants and have a reaction underneath."

Nina gulped as she heard Kafka's words, and her shimmering eyes slowly lowered down to where Kafka's pants zip would be, only to see that she was covering that place by sitting on it.

"It was rather bizarre, and I didn't really understand it at first...But after seeing how seductive the colour of the insides of your ears was, almost as if I were looking at something forbidden that was never meant to be shown to others, and after remembering what other parts of a lady gave me that same feeling, I finally put two and two together and came to that conclusion." Kafka said as he stared at the insides of Nina's ear, which she quickly covered up by folding her ears down when she noticed his endearing gaze.

"...Even still, I was doubtful if what I thought was true or if it was simply a dirty thought of mine. But when I saw how you reacted at the simple mention of the colour of your ears, I knew that what I thought was true and it wasn't a simple delusion of mine."

Kakfa revealed that Nina herself was the one who proved his theory, which made her ruefully ask herself if she was really as gullible as Camila always told her she was.

But the main thought that was going through her mind wasn't that, but the fact that she could potentially be sitting on top of Kafka's penis, which was a little 'active' like he said.

If she were to actually be sitting on top of his stiff member with her butt pressed right against it, she knew she'd probably faint because something like that was still too extreme for her, even though she was fine with Kafka seeing her naked body.

But luckily enough, Kafka must have only had a little reaction since she couldn't really feel anything in the place she was sitting, which made her let out a deep sigh of relief.

She did and still could feel something that was long and extremely stiff underneath her butt from the moment she sat down, which she thought was Kafka's penis for a second when it was mentioned.

But she quickly concluded that there was no way that could be true, and it was proven that his phone or something else was in his pocket, since she believed that there was no chance in hell that a penis could be as hard and huge as the object she was sitting on.

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She simply shook her head in fright at the thought of someone actually having such a big package in their pants and pitied the poor lady who had to handle such a large weapon...

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Meanwhile, back at Kafka's house, Abigaille was preparing a hearty meal for her son while wearing an apron that clearly didn't fit her buxom body, which showcased her curves. And in Camila's house next door, both mother and daughter were also making dinner, or more like Camila was teaching her daughter Bella the basics of baking, like she had been wanting to do for years.

And out of nowhere, without any warning whatsoever, all three of them, who were indulging in their own activities, let out a sneeze at the same time, and they wondered if someone out there was talking about them.

When the thought of Kafka being the one who was thinking about them popped up in their heads, all three of them couldn't help but feel a little shy.

But little did they know it wasn't Kafka, but another lucky lady who was going to be joining their family that Kafka was developing very soon...