"What in the world are you doing, Nina?...Why are you rubbing your ass against me like a cat that’s going through oestrus?"
Kafka directly asked with a perturbed look on his face, wondering if her primal lust was making her act out again. He then seemed to be convinced of her intentions and asked,
"Do you really want me to fill you up that bad?"
Kafka then started unbuttoning his pants to follow through with what he said and also to fulfil Nina’s cravings, which made Nina jump in fright.
"N-No, Kafka, that is not what I was doing!" Nina shouted out in a panic and immediately caught his hands that were going down to lower his zipper. She then blurted out, saying, "I was just checking to see how big your thing down there was, and by no chance was I provoking you to jump on me!"
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"...You were doing what?"
Kafka blinked twice and asked with a peculiar look in his face after hearing about Nina’s scheme that she accidentally said aloud in a hurry.
Nina covered her mouth when she realised what she said, but it was a little too late for that, as the words she uttered had already reached Kafka’s ears, and he was currently staring at her like he was asking her to explain.
"Umm...I-It’s just that-...that I..." Nina hesitated to answer and stuttered. But when she saw Kafka’s eyes go cold for a second, the words she was struggling to say naturally started flowing out, "I-It’s nothing really big, Kafka. I was just curious about the s-size of your member when you mentioned it."
"...N-Not because of a personal interest or anything, as there’s no way I would think of something as lewd as that! But in a scientific perspective, to see if the current generation is the same size as the previous one."
Nina made up an excuse for her behaviour while being unable to meet Kafka’s gaze and looking around in a shifty manner.
She obviously had to improve her lying skills, as Kafka didn’t hesitate to look at her with a straight look on his face and a dead look in his dark eyes, like he didn’t buy a single ounce of her bullshit.
"Wait, hold up, Nina!" Kakfa suddenly said with a look of puzzlement in his eyes when he realised something was off. He then looked at Nina, who couldn’t bear to meet Kafka’s gaze for her immature behaviour, and said, "I’m guessing you wanted to check out my size by moving your butt around my lap."
Nina’s cheeks blushed at getting called out and she didn’t dare to reply to his words. Kafka then continued asking,
Nina suddenly spoke out her thoughts, which made Kafka’s lips twitch and made him lose the cool, lonely warrior bravado he was putting up.
"Don’t ask a warrior about his secrets, Nina...It’s not something you should know about."
Kafka hushed Nina before she asked any more silly questions that made him lose his image. Nina also quickly nodded her head, not knowing why Kafka got so grumpy over a little question.
"Then Kafka, does that mean I have to take your penis i-inside me if I want to see it?"
Nina quietly asked with a demure look in her eyes, feeling really reluctant about Kafka’s absurd conditions to see his naked body when she showed her’s for free.
"Why, yes, Nina...Are you willing to take my offer?"
Kakfa asked with a sly smile on his face whilst kneading her breasts in one hand and feeling her slender waist with the other.
Shake~ Shake~ Shake~
Nina didn’t hesitate to frantically shake her head like it was a reflex, as there was no way she could accept those conditions.
She had somehow managed to work up the courage to show her naked body and also to see his in return. But to actually do anything with his rod other than look at it was something that she could never do for now, as she was sure she would faint with all the blood rushing throughout her head at that intense moment.
"I knew you wouldn’t agree with how innocent you are, Nina..." Kafka said as he patted her head, while Nina pouted because of how stingy he was being, when she was already ready to give her all for him.
Kafka noticed this, of course, so he continued saying, "...But don’t worry, Nina...Since you’re so curious to know just how big I am, I’ll simply give you a hint and tell you that I’m big enough to stretch your pussy’s tiny hole by some amount and also go a little deep into that very hole."
Kafka gave a very vague clue that only informed her that he actually did have a penis and that he wasn’t actually a girl, and not anything else to work with, which wasn’t enough for Nina to satisfy her desire for the forbidden knowledge she was interested in.
"B-By how much, Kafka?" Nina asked with a fervent look in her limpid eyes and a face that was brimming with sexual curiosity to know the sheer size of the high schooler in front of her. "Just how wide would your p-penis stretch my vagina?...A-And how deep would it go into my little hole underneath?"
Nina hoped that Kafka would answer her question, as she was dying to know just how big the rod she was sitting on top of her was and just what sort of damage it would do if it entered her body so that she could imagine that situation later in the bathroom.
But who would’ve thought that Kafka would give her an answer that exceeded her expectations and made her throat go dry at how provocative it sounded?
"Why do I have to simply tell you, Nina?" Kafka said as he placed his hand on her crotch and tapped it through her clothes, sending tantalising vibrations through her hidden garden. "Why don’t I just show you how big my cock is by spreading your pussy with my fingers and directly show you how loose you’ll become down there after one round with me?"
Nina’s eyes went wide at Kafka’s bold suggestion, and so did her anus, which couldn’t help but spread open and twitch when it heard such enticing words...