Business Trip Bliss: Handjob from a Busty Married Woman at a Rural Inn

Soft spring sunlight filtered through the windows of the old rural inn.

I am Keita, a nearly 30-year-old regional sales project coordinator.

This business trip, as usual, had left me exhausted from meetings with local companies.

Away from the city's hustle and bustle, the inn's tatami scent was comforting, so I decided to take a break in the shared lounge.

The lounge was spacious, with wooden pillars lining the space and distant views of green mountains.

In the afternoon lull, the place was quiet, and I sat alone sipping tea.

(Well, I have to spend a few days in a place like this. No girlfriend, and the loneliness of being single is really hitting me.)

Just then, footsteps approached from the entrance.

I turned to see a woman standing there.

Natsumi—that's the name I learned later—but what caught my eye first was her chest.

She was a married woman in her mid-30s, assisting as an owner at a small local workshop.

Her soft pink blouse gently enveloped her ample breasts.

They looked like at least an H-cup, an overwhelming volume.

With every step, they swayed enticingly, and my gaze was locked on those massive tits.

(Wow, what are these breasts? This level of huge, bouncy tits isn't something you see in the city. They look so soft, like they'd sink right in if I touched them.)

She noticed my stare and gave a light smile as she sat in the seat next to me.

"Hello. Are you a guest? I'm a local, but I sometimes come here to relax."

Natsumi's voice was gentle, like a spring breeze.

I quickly averted my eyes and replied.

"Yeah, on a business trip. I'm Keita. Nice to meet you."

Our conversation flowed naturally.

She helped her husband at the workshop, but he was always busy, leaving her feeling lonely often.

I shared that I was a workaholic with no partner, tired of the daily grind.

A breeze from the lounge window carried cherry blossom petals inside.

As we talked about our shared solitude, time flew by.

Natsumi's breasts jiggled slightly with each word, stirring my thoughts.

(These huge tits are even more dangerous up close. That deep cleavage, with hints of lace from her bra peeking out. Just imagining it makes my cock throb.)

She sighed and said,

"I'm glad someone like you came to this rural spot. It's lonely being alone, isn't it?"

Her words warmed my chest.

"Me too, talking with you has been nice, Natsumi."

We were close enough that our hands nearly touched.

The afternoon sun made her skin glow.

Soon, Natsumi stood up.

"Why don't you come to my room for some tea? It's more relaxing there."

My heart pounded.

(Is this a chance? But she's married. No, but I want to touch those massive tits...)

I nodded and followed her to the room.

The inn's hallway was quiet, with only the creak of wooden floors echoing.

Natsumi's room was tatami-floored, with spring light streaming through a small window.

We sat at the low table, and she poured tea.

The aroma was sweet, steam rising gently.

Our talk deepened.

Her husband's absences, the emptiness of daily life.

My work pressures, unfulfilled desires.

Natsumi's eyes gazed at me kindly.

Then, her blouse shifted slightly, revealing more of her breast's swell.

The weight of her H-cups strained the buttons, threatening to pop them.

(Ah, unbearable. What would these tits feel like in my hands? Soft like milk, warm...)

My breathing grew heavy, my groin heating up.

Natsumi noticed and reached out gently.

"Keita, are you tense? It's been a while since I've felt like this too."

Her fingers intertwined with mine.

Warm and soft.

She leaned against my shoulder.

Her massive breasts pressed against my arm.

The sensation made me tremble.

"Natsumi..."

Words failed me.

She smiled and slowly unbuttoned her blouse.

In her underwear, her breathtaking huge tits were revealed.

The white lace bra could barely contain her full, plump breasts.

Her areolas were pale pink, nipples slightly hardened and erect.

(Whoa, they're enormous! These tits are like poetry. Blooming like spring flowers, tempting me.)

Natsumi sensed my gaze and laughed shyly.

"Don't stare so intently. I might not have shown them like this even to my husband."

I couldn't hold back and reached out.

(I'm touching them at last...)

My fingertips brushed the tops of her breasts over the bra.

So soft, with a firm bounce.

The sinking feeling made my cock twitch.

Natsumi let out a sigh and unhooked her bra.

Her massive tits spilled out freely.

They swayed leisurely, defying gravity.

Her nipples stood erect, pointing invitingly upward.

"Keita, touch them gently."

I grasped her H-cup huge tits with both hands.

Heavy yet soft.

Sensual flesh overflowed between my fingers.

(This is insane, I can't stop. Kneading them wildly, pinching the nipples... Ah, so warm, my cock is rock-hard and aching.)

Natsumi narrowed her eyes and reached for my pants.

She unzipped them and slipped her hand inside.

My cock sprang out, fully erect.

Thick, veins bulging, a hot rod of flesh.

She gripped it softly and began stroking slowly.

"My, you're so hard. You're excited, aren't you?"

The handjob felt beyond imagination.

Her warm palm enveloped the head, sliding down to the base.

(Ah, Natsumi's hand is perfect. Getting my cock jerked while groping her tits... Even an inexperienced guy like me could cum from this.)

I took a nipple into my mouth.

Sucking it with wet sounds.

The nipple was firm, tasting faintly sweet.

Natsumi moaned and quickened her pace.

"Keita, more... Use my huge tits however you like."

I slid my cock between her massive tits.

A titjob.

The soft flesh enveloped my cock.

Moving up and down sent electric pleasure surging through me.

(Wow, this sensation. Her H-cup cleavage melting my cock. It's slick, and every brush against her nipples makes me twitch.)

Natsumi's hand gripped my cock again.

This time, more intensely.

She circled the head with her fingers, teasing the tip.

My precum coated her hand.

"Want to touch my pussy?"

She whispered.

I nodded and slid my hand under her skirt.

Over her panties, I felt her wet pussy.

Hot and sticky.

Her clit swelled, and pressing it made Natsumi jolt.

(Her pussy is so hot. My fingers are slipping. This is real, not just fantasy for an inexperienced guy.)

She removed her panties and spread her legs before me.

Her pussy, covered in hair, with pink folds glistening wet.

I dove in with my tongue.

Licking along the slit, teasing her clit.

Salty and sweet.

Natsumi kneaded her own massive tits and moaned.

"Right there, that's good... Keita, you're skilled."

Excitement peaked.

She pushed me down and resumed the handjob.

Stroking my cock furiously, slapping the head with her palm.

(I'm gonna cum! Watching these huge tits while she milks my cock with her hand...)

A massive load erupted.

Thick white semen spurted onto her hand in ropes.

Natsumi laughed, wiping it with her fingers and licking them.

"You came so much. Did it feel good?"

I panted and nodded.

After that, we entwined further.

In cowgirl position, I thrust my cock into her pussy.

Her H-cup massive tits bounced against my face.

I groped the jiggling breasts, sucking the nipples.

Natsumi's insides were warm and tight.

(Inside her pussy, it's slick and swallowing my cock. Her huge tits fill my view as they sway.)

Each thrust exploded with pleasure.

I came multiple times.

I think I orgasmed five times that night.

In the bath, she washed my body with her soap-covered massive tits, even giving me a blowjob.

Natsumi's mouth engulfed my cock, taking it deep into her throat.

(Blowjob heaven. Her tongue wrapping around, sucking... It's intensely pleasurable.)

Dawn broke, spring morning light illuminating the room.

Natsumi returned to her married woman demeanor and said softly,

"This is our one-night secret. But thanks to you, Keita, my heart feels warm."

I felt my loneliness ease a bit too.

The business trip ended, and I returned to the city.

Later, we promised to meet again via email.

The feel of those massive tits, Natsumi's touch.

Even now, thinking of it makes my cock harden.

New emotions blossomed in my heart.

(Someday, back at that rural inn... I want to drown in those huge tits again.)