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

"Just keep your ass like that, Nina." Kafka said as he slipped his hands back into her underwear again and slowly pushed his hands in between her cheeks from the start without playing with her ass too much. "Don't move around too much."

Nina was rather disappointed that he didn't grope her ass at all, because, for some reason, when he did, it made her feel like a tool that was only used for sexual pleasure.

The way he grabbed onto her cheeks without any hesitation whatsoever made her feel like she had no opinion in the matter, and she had to quietly endure the slight pain of his fingers digging into her flesh to prove to him that she was the good girl he thought she was.

When she thought of this, she quickly realised that he was swiftly gaining dominance over her mind and body, and he was about to make her completely obedient to him in a matter of time.

Or rather, she herself was going to serve herself on a platter for him because of how much she spoilt him and succumbed to his desires.

But shockingly, she wasn't afraid at all of being dominated by Kafka and actually liked how weak she felt in his presence, as it made it feel like she was less burdened in life now that there was someone else taking care of her.

His presence made her feel like she wasn't alone, even in the most difficult situations, and that someone was always standing over her at all times, which put her tired and restless mind at ease.

The last time she felt that way was when she had parents who she knew that she could rely on them at all times and not even towards her husband who was suppose to be the greatest support in her life, which made her let out a sigh at her pityful life where a little boy was fulfilling the role of her husband.

"Nina, could you loosen up your ass a bit?...It's starting to get really tight in here."

Kafka said as he felt the mounds of flesh that surrounded his hand enclosing on one another and felt her cheeks trying to push his hand out, which felt rather pleasing like his hand was getting a warm massage.

"S-Sorry about that, Kafka." Nina apologised and quickly tried her best to calm down the firm glutes in her butt, which contracted when they felt an intruder ruining their privacy. "It's just that it's the first time that someone else other than me has t-touched such a hidden part of my body, and I don't know how to react."

"Well, Nina, get used to it. I'm planning to come over here every winter whenever my hands get too cold and put them in the oven behind your back to warm them up." Kafka said this while also slipping his other hand into her underwear.

But he didn't push it into her large crevice like his first hand and rather used it to hold onto one cheek firmly and pull it to the side, so that the hand inside of her could move more freely.

"What?!...Y-You're going to use my butt as a oven?!"

Nina asked out of shock as she hugged onto him tightly and felt another hand suddenly start pulling on her flesh, which made the delicate insides much more breezy and slightly revealed her twitching anus.

"Is there a problem with that, Nina?...You don't want your little brother to get frostbite from the cold, do you?"

Kafka provoked Nina while feeling the inside of her cheeks that never see the light of day and thought that the delicate skin inside was much softer than what was outside.

"Nnnn!♡~...F-Fine, Kafka...If you really feel like your hands are too cold, then you can come and visit me...Hnnn!♡~...I-ll slip my pants down a little, enough for you to slip your burly hand into my bum and let you stay in there for how much you want."

Nina agreed to Kafka's proposition as a blush formed on her face, unable to resist the urge to fulfil his desires after he mentioned himself as her little brother.

This also gave her an opportunity for Kafka to rely on her like she really wanted, since she felt like she was the only one getting the most out of this relationship between them, and she wanted to do something in return for him.
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There was also the matter of her spending more time with him, which was something she really desired, even if it meant that she had to spend it with his hand up her round butt.

"Good Nina...I also can't say that I'll be able to resist myself after feeling how soft your butt is, so don't moan out like you're doing right now when I grope you out of nowhere in the future, or else you'll alert everyone around us that a kid is playing with an older lady's plump butt."

Kafka warned her about what was going to happen in the future while he felt that the inside of her cheeks were actually quite moist.

Her skin on the inner lining of her cheeks was very supple, as if it were infused with warm water, just like how a cave would get more moist the deeper you go in.

"No, Kafka!~...Hnnn!♡~...Y-You can touch me whenever you want and play with my body like it's a toy if that's your desire, since that's the privilege you get for being my little brother." Nina let out a little moan as she felt his hands go deeper into her cave, and she used her own body as compensation to Kafka for all the happiness and comfort he gave her, since she really couldn't think of anything else she could give him back.

"...B-But...Nnnn!♡~...o-only when no one is around since I don't want people to know what we're doing or let them watch a kid like you grope someone as old as me...Especially since I have a tough reputation around here...Ahh!♡~....t-that I want to keep up."

Nina also felt scared that Kafka would leave her if she were to keep him waiting on the response he was looking for, which was something that she couldn't make so easily because of the difficult situation she was in. So to keep him on line, she decided to give up her body that only Kafka admired and hoped that it would be enough to keep his interest.

"I don't care about that, Nina, nor am I asking your suggestion in this matter...I'm simply telling you what I'm going to do whenever I see you from now on...I'll just tell you that my hands act out on their own when they see a woman as hot as you around, so you better keep your little pink lips shut when I'm groping your tits behind the counter unless you want all the neighbourhood aunties to watch your nipples get teased by me."

Kafka said in an overbearing manner, and accompanied by the gloomy look he had in his eyes, Nina felt as if those quiet words of his were more powerful than a general's warcry.

"Y-Yes, Kafka...Mmm!♡~...I'Il make sure to keep my mouth shut and remain quiet when you molest my l-lewd body."

Nina slowly uttered with limpid eyes that were full of love, as she unexpectedly didn't get offended by what Kafka said at all, which was shocking to think since she was a woman who hated being looked down on by men, and in a surprising turn of events she got turned on instead.

Her heart couldn't stop beating when she heard about all the horrible things that Kafka was going to do to her and all the things she had endured at his hands, even risking the dignity she had built up.

She didn't exactly know why she was feeling this excitement in her heart, almost as if there was a primal instinct inside of her that wanted to make her obedient towards the man she desired the most.

But she did know that the next time Kafka ordered her around like this with that sombre look in his eyes that was so unfamiliar to see, she would most likely feel her underwear get a little moist just like how wet the front of her panties were now, almost as if she were a cat in heat whenever she saw Kafka's irresistible image in her lust-filled eyes...