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

Her lips that were full and plump like they were full of the most soft butter known to man, which would change shape even if a leaf were to be pressed against it, were truly a sight for sore eyes.

Whether it be their verdant colour that was actually lighter than the rest of her body, which made Kafka wonder if her green skin, which has been exposed to the sun, can be tanned as well. Or their slender shape that started off thin, then became more rotund in the middle, and finally ended near her asshole below was enough to make any man unable to sleep for days.

And compared to her lips, which looked like two little green silkworms wriggling around, the tender flesh in between was a completely different colour and was the same pink that was seen in her ears.

The only difference being that the pink he saw in her long ears was on the inner walls of her long ears, which was a rather dry place with no unnecessary moisture.

But here, inside of her vagina, where her tiny little hole was hidden between the folds of tissue and her clitoris that was proudly standing up after seeing the outside world once again both were, everything was covered in wetness, and because of that extra sheen her fluids gave her, the pink colour shown brightly.

A pink pearl that was found in a verdant field...That was all Kafka could think of as he gazed at the sight before, and he was thankful that he got a chance to leave his previous world behind, as there was no way he was going to see such an enticing scene there.

"My 'little lady' is going to get all shy if you keep on staring at her like that, Kafka!~"

Nina chuckled when she saw Kafka staring at her hidden garden like he was caught in a trance.

She didn't feel too embarrassed that Kafka was looking at her most private part. After everything that had happened in between them, it only felt natural that Kafka would be allowed to look at something that belonged to him at the end of the day.

But she still felt nervous when Kafka was looking at her so closely, almost as if he were grading the quality of the pink and green meat under his eyes, so she tried to get his attention instead.

"Well, tell your 'little lady' that's it's only natural that I stare at her like this when she looks so beautiful." Kafka said as he looked up at Nina, who was wondering what he thought about her bare pussy that didn't even have a single hair at all and was silky smooth.

"Honestly, I'm even surprised that I was able to take my eyes off her, as I'm sure anyone else would've absolutely turned into stone on the spot if they were to see such a mesmerising sight."

"My little lady is only for you to see, Kafka, so there's no need for you to worry about how you're going to throw away the heavy bodies of the people that have become sculptures after seeing something they shouldn't have seen."

Nina smiled and renounced Kafka's ownership over her body, whilst gently scratching the top of Kafka's head like she was giving him a massage.

"You also weren't lying when you said that the insides of your ears have the same colour as pussy right here." Kafka said as he spread Nina lips to look at the succulent salmon pink flesh inside. "It's almost like I'm looking at the inside of your ears; only this one doesn't just have one hole and is so wet that it looks like a flood happened in your pants."

"Hmph!~ Who's fault do you think that is?" Nina harumphed as she looked down at Kafka, spreading her pussy wide enough that he could see the red blood vessels going through her fleshy walls. She gulped at the sight and tried to ignore how embarrassed she was to say, "Y-You also told me that you would show me just how big you are by spreading my v-vagina on your own."

"...I-Is the amount you're spreading it right now, how big you actually are, Kafka?"

She hesitantly asked as she felt her hole part open a little from the way Kafka was spreading her vagina, like he was trying to tighten her inner walls so that it would be as smooth as possible.

Along with her lips, her little hole at the bottom that was usually closed also opened up a little and let some cool air inside, which made her legs shiver and her toes curl up at the foreign feeling she had never met before.

Nina thought that the size in which he was spreading her hole, which was big enough to push in a marker, was actually how big he was. Although she thought that it was still really impressive compared to what she heard from her friends about how big their husbands were, she was honestly a little disappointed as Kafka made it up to be like his cock could absolutely tear open her pussy.

She was sure that she would have a good time with what he possessed, as it was still a mighty weapon. But it still didn't meet the expectations her primal blood craved, which was a man who could fully stuff her womb and spread his seed so far that it came splurting out.

And just as she was about to give a sigh, thinking that she met a wonderful man like Kafka and that she shouldn't ask for anymore no matter how much her blood desired for it, Kafka interrupted her thoughts with a look of disdain in his dark eyes.

"Huh?...Who said that I'm only as big as this, Nina?"

Kafka said with a mocking look on his face, like he was genuinely offended at the assumption she made. He then continued saying as he spread her lips even more, a little angry that Nina underestimated him in such a manner,

"I'd probably need to use both my hands to pry open your little pussy if I wanted to be able to fit in my cock without tearing it open."

"...So, I hope you don't say such disgraceful words to me, Nina or else I'll make sure to fuck your pussy so hard that our babies just slip out of your womb with how loose your cunt will be after I'm done with you."

Squirt!~ Squirt!~ Squirt!~

Kafka immediately regretted acting in such a childish manner when Nina basically called his dick useless, because of how tiny she assumed it to be.

He was about to apologise for having such an outburst and for saying such harsh words to Nina, who he thought would be devastated with the overbearing way he spoke to her.

But who would've thought Nina wouldn't be dejected at all about what he said and would actually have an 'outburst' of her when she suddenly squirted out a stream of her love juices onto Kafka's face because of how excited she felt after hearing him describe how he was going to destroy her pussy.

He also thought that as tiny and fragile as her pussy was, it was a formidable opponent in it's own right compared to his monster of a cock, seeing as to how it attacked back when it felt threatened and covered Kafka's face in its own fluids...