Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 1061: Yuko’s Payback in the Onsen

I turned around quickly, pretending to be in panic too, acting like I was embarrassed I’d been caught staring. ”Ah— sorry, Oka-san! I didn’t mean to look— I’ll give you privacy!” I said, voice sounding flustered even though my cock was still tenting obscenely in my robe, twitching visibly.

Kasumi stood there dripping, arm still clamped over her tits, bathrobe clutched in her other hand, breathing fast. Her thoughts were still pouring into my head, frantic and soaked with lust:

[He’s so big... even bigger than I thought... my body is reacting so strongly... my pussy is dripping even more now... I can’t believe he got hard just from seeing an old woman like me... I need to cover up... but why does it feel so good that he looked...?]

The steam continued to rise around us. Kasumi was completely naked, flushed, dripping wet in every sense, and seconds away from either bolting or losing the last of her control.

I stood, turned around for those few tense seconds, chuckling inside my head. Both Kasumi and Tomiko think the same way... well, they really are sisters after all.

The thought amused me as I quickly clutched my throbbing cock with one hand, pressing the massive, rock-hard erection down against my thigh in an attempt to hide the obvious tent in my yakuta. I made sure to look properly embarrassed and shy, like a young man who had just accidentally seen something he shouldn’t have.

Behind me, I heard the soft sounds of water splashing and fabric rustling as Kasumi hurriedly put on her bathrobe.

When I finally turned back around, she had managed to tie the robe around her curvy body, though it clung wetly to her skin, clearly outlining the heavy shape of her breasts and the stiff points of her nipples.

Her cheeks were still deeply flushed, and a mix of steam and lingering arousal made her look incredibly sensual. Despite trying to appear composed, her hairy armpits were still slightly visible whenever she moved her arms, the dark, wet curls peeking out from the loose sleeves.

Kasumi looked at me with a gentle, slightly flustered smile and said softly, ”No need to be shy with Oka-san... there is nothing to be embarrassed about. It only shows you are healthy and young...”

Her voice carried a warm, almost affectionate tone, but through the Telepathy link, I could still hear her racing thoughts clearly:

[He got so hard just from seeing my body... my old, sagging breasts and hairy armpits... yet he reacted like that... it makes me feel... strangely happy... and my pussy is still throbbing... I’m so wet I can feel it dripping down my thighs even now...]

I nodded, still pretending to be a little shy while keeping one hand strategically placed over my bulging robe. ”Sorry, Oka-san... I didn’t mean to stare.”

Kasumi’s eyes flicked down to the prominent bulge once more before she quickly looked away, biting her lip. ”Ok... you should wash up now. I am going,” she said, her voice a little huskier than usual.

With that, she turned and began walking away from the onsen. Her hips swayed naturally with every step, the wet bathrobe clinging to her plump, juicy ass and highlighting its full, mature curves.

The fabric rode up slightly with her movement, giving me teasing glimpses of the backs of her thick thighs and the soft underside of her buttocks. Even though she was in her 50s, no one would ever guess it from behind — her body looked full, soft, and incredibly tempting, the kind of ripe, womanly figure that made my cock twitch hard in my grip.

As she walked further down the stone path, I kept the Hand of Arousal effect subtly active, letting the warm energy continue to linger in her body. I watched her ass sway hypnotically until she disappeared around the corner, her wet footprints slowly evaporating behind her.

Through Telepathy, her fading thoughts still reached me:

[My body feels so hot... even after leaving the spring... Why does Jack’s touch and his reaction make me feel like this? I need to calm down... but I’m still dripping...]

I stayed by the edge of the onsen for a moment longer, my cock still rock-hard and aching under the bathrobe after watching Kasumi’s voluptuous, dripping body sway away.

Through my Telekinesis sense, I could clearly feel her presence — she hadn’t gone far. She was leaning against the wooden wall just around the corner, one hand pressed to her chest, breathing heavily as she tried to calm her racing heart and the persistent throbbing between her legs. The Hand of Arousal was still doing its work on her.

Both sisters really are alike... I thought with an inner smirk.

Since no one was around, I casually dropped my yukata and bathrobe onto the smooth stones, revealing my athletic body and fully erect cock.

It stood thick and proud, still glistening slightly from earlier excitement, veins pulsing visibly. I faced toward the entrance path for a second, giving anyone who might peek a full, unobstructed view, then stepped down into the steaming water.

The hot water enveloped me deliciously as I sank in. I soaked for a while, letting the heat relax my muscles while my cock remained stubbornly hard underwater, floating and twitching with every heartbeat. Just as I was about to get out, I sensed two new presences approaching.

Yuko and Tomiko.

Both of them stopped at the entrance, eyes widening as they saw me already naked and relaxing in the onsen. Yuko’s cheeks turned a soft pink, but Tomiko’s face went bright crimson — especially after what she had done to me this morning with her mouth. She couldn’t even meet my eyes properly.

Yuko, clearly jealous of the lack of recent alone time with me, quickly stepped behind me and spoke to Tomiko in a slightly pouty tone. ”Oba-san, let’s go from here so Jack won’t be able to watch us...”

But instead of leaving, I heard the rustling of fabric as both women dropped their yukatas. My cock throbbed hard underwater.

”Jack, close your eyes! We’re about to go in...” Yuko called out, her voice a mix of shyness and playful demand.

I kept my eyes closed for a few moments as instructed, but my other senses were on full alert. The water rippled and splashed softly as both women lowered themselves into the hot spring.

Yuko pressed in tightly on my left side first. She was clearly in a jealous mood and made no attempt to hide it.

Instead of simply sitting beside me, she deliberately pushed her massive, full breasts against my upper arm, rubbing them slowly and firmly so I could feel her stiff nipples dragging across my skin. The soft, warm, slippery flesh molded around my bicep as she squeezed them harder against me, almost possessively.

On my right, Tomiko settled in more hesitantly, her thicker, heavier breasts floating in the water and occasionally brushing against me. Her breathing was still uneven after the events of the morning.

Yuko leaned in closer, her wet hair tickling my neck as she whispered, ”Oba-san, the water feels nice today, doesn’t it?”

Tomiko replied in a slightly shaky voice, trying to sound normal, ”Y-Yes... very relaxing. The temperature is perfect...”