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

"Really, Nina?...You really don't mind someone like me who you just met today touching your body when you're a married woman who already has a family of her own?" I asked with a hint of surprise in my tone, as I really wasn't expecting her to be so forward when she tried her best to keep her distance from me before.

"You don't have to keep on bringing up the fact that I'm married, Kafka...I know that you're saying so to make me feel bad when I actually have nothing to feel guilty about." Nina rolled her eyes at my meagre attempts to show her that she was starting to dwell on the wrong path.

She then looked at me with a straight look on her face, like she genuinely wouldn't care even if I started groping her because of how she saw me, and said, "You're simply a child in my eyes who probably still wets his bed when you get to sleep and probably even has a night light in your room to keep the monsters away, Kafka, so I wouldn't even mind if you saw me naked."

"Oh, is that so?...Then you probably wouldn't mind if I quietly slipped off your top, would you?" I asked with a look of intrigue as my hands slowly went to take her t-shirt off.

"Back off, Kafka, you perv! Don't take everything I say so seriously!" Nina slapped away my hands that were approaching her, not expecting that I would be bold enough to actually take her clothes off. "I only let you touch my belly a little, and that's all you're going to do...You're also not allowed to pull my clothes up and have to feel through my clothes, so don't get too greedy."

"That's dissapointing...But nonetheless, I'm satisfied with what I've been given." I said and then brought both my hands towards her hips, like I was trying to grab them whole.

"W-Wait...You're going to grab them just like that?" Nina asked when she saw my hands approaching and looked to me, asking for some kind of warning.

But I didn't mind her and grabbed her slender waist with each of my hands on each side, which made Nina let out a whimper, feeling the coldness of my hands radiate through her clothes and onto her smooth skin below.

The moment my hand pushed into her skin, I couldn't help but compare her waist to my own mother's, which I had been playing with a lot these days because of how soft and mushy it was, even though my mother absolutely hated it when I did, thinking that I was making fun of her love handles by doing so.

But Nina here didn't need to worry at all about whether I was going to grab a hold of her extra flesh that was leaking from the sides of her waist like my mother's, because her midsection had absolutely zero unnecessary fat that I could hold on to and was as smooth as a stone that had been weathered down by a river.

It was as if her waist had been sculpted to perfection for the sole purpose of agility and speed and fit her image as the Queen of the Amazoness tribe that I had set for Nina in my head ever since I first witnessed her stellar figure; that was simply otherworldly.

"Damn Nina...Your waist is so thin that I can probably wrap both my hands around it and connect my fingers on both sides." I said with a look of awe on my face while trying to squeeze her waist to see if I could really do what I said, but I didn't dare to put too much pressure since I was afraid her abdomen, which looked so fragile, would break at my touch.

"Stop exaggerating, Kafka...I may be thin, but I'm definitely not that thin." Nina harumphed with her cheeks stained a tone of red, embarrassed by the sensation of her body being handled by a kid and also happy at the same time that someone appreciated her body, which used to be the sole characteristic of herself that she was proud of.

She then looked at me with a suspicious look in her eye and asked in a doubtful manner,

"And why are you even using both your hands, Kafka? Can't you just use your finger to poke my waist to see if it's real or not?...Is this level of intimacy where it looks like you're going to swirl me around as if we're going to do the waltz necessary?"

"Of course not, Nina...I know that I could've just poked you like this to see if this divine creation that belongs to you is simply a dream or not." I said as I used my thumbs to poke her midriff and circled them around, which provoked a little giggle out of Nina because of how ticklish it felt.

"But if I had done something like that, I would absolutely be wasting an opportunity to lay my hands on your body without you kicking me in the opposite direction. So I went all out and am trying to make the most of this chance I received right now."

"Kafka you..." Nina let out a sigh as she felt my palm push into her skin, like I was trying to feel the warmth that came from the depths of her body, and she face-palmed herself in exasperation. She then looked down at me, who was now kneeling to get a better grip, and said to me like I was a hopeless case, "...Don't be so honest and try to hide your desires a bit."

"...You may be fine with being so blunt with me since I already know how you are and don't really mind whatever you think, since I don't treat you as someone I have to be wary off...But if it were any other girl, you'd be lucky to be let off with just a slap on the face."

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Nina advised me in a very older sister-like manner, but none of her words were going through my head because of how absorbed I was in how smooth her waist was, almost ask if it were made of the purest form of jade that had been polished down until her skin glimmered like verdant silk.

"But I am, Nina...I am hiding my desires before you..." I said after breathing in a breath of Nina's fragrance, seeing as to how close to her I was now, to the extent that her wide pelvis was right in front of my face, which smelled like pine tree mixed with a hint of mint and honey. I then continued saying as I looked up at her, "...

If I were to actually be honest with you and say my true thoughts to you that I had been hiding after seeing your waist, you'd probably kick me out of your place and tell me to never come back in a fluster."

"...So I choose to be quiet about them and simply tell you the thoughts that are tame in comparison to my true desires."

I ended my words and went back to admiring how her waist could feel so delicate, like it would snap like a twig with a little force, but at the same time feel like they could even handle a tonne of weight because of the power they extruded onto my hand, like a thousand springs were loaded in her body and were ready to release at any time.

Nina was rather surprised by my statement, as she was sure that I was being completely open with her because of how extreme and extravagant my thoughts and ideas were, which always managed to make her feel embarrassed because of how crude they were.

She was even more surprised when she realised that I had sneakily bent down without her knowing and was right next to a very sensitive area of hers, making her blush at the thought of how all I needed to do was open the zipper in front of me and I could see the outlines of her privates right through her underwear.

But she didn't let that get to her and reassured herself that I was simply a boy who she didn't need to mind at all.

She even started to pet my head from above and ruffle my hair around like I was a big dog sniffing her up, while having a satisfied look on her face, like she thought that this was what a brother-sister relationship looked like, even though this brother of hers was feeling up his sister's body without a care in the world.