Busty Married Woman Titjob in Private Summer Hot Spring Bath

On a summer night, I arrived at a high-end hot spring resort in the suburbs.

I am Hiroshi, a systems engineer in my early thirties, living a life spent in front of a computer every day. I took a short break and came here alone. I had reserved a private outdoor bath and entered during the nighttime slot. Outside it was dark, and the sounds of insects could be heard. The water in the tub was hot, with steam slowly rising.

I was wondering if someone else might come when the door opened and a woman entered. She was Sayoko. A beautician in her mid-thirties, she mentioned she was married. As the conversation progressed, I learned she had come alone as well. At first, it was just small talk.

"These kinds of nights are quite relaxing, aren't they?"

I replied that way and sank my body into the water. Her body was on the other side of the tub. In the dim light, the size of her breasts caught my eye. Much larger than E-cup, probably around H-cup, they floated heavily on the water's surface. Soft and clearly defined in shape.

(What amazing breasts...)

I thought to myself.

The conversation continued. Her voice was slightly low and calm. As we got a bit closer in the tub, she suddenly smiled. Then she moved closer to me.

"Hiroshi, would you like to touch them a little?"

Saying that, she brought her breasts right in front of my eyes. They were large and heavy. Round like spheres, her skin slightly reddened from the hot water. I reached out my hand. They were so soft my fingers sank in, warm. When I cupped them with both hands, they were so big they overflowed between my fingers.

She became proactive. She pushed my body to the edge of the tub and pressed her body against mine. Bringing her breasts close to my lower body. She sandwiched my member between her cleavage. It felt enveloping with the warm water and her body heat.

(This... is amazing)

She moved her breasts up and down. The soft flesh enveloped me, slowly pressing and releasing. Her nipples had hardened a bit, creating a strange sensation each time they touched. She pressed her breasts together with her hands, squeezing tightly. The feel of her skin came through clearly.

Eventually, the sound of the water changed. She moved her body further, sliding my member back and forth in the middle of her breasts. A large amount of flesh enveloped it, creating friction. Her breathing became slightly rough. Her breasts undulated, and the heavy sensation washed over me repeatedly.

I called out her name. Smiling, she pressed her breasts together even more firmly. There was a sound of water splashing. The inside of her breasts was hot, and my member was completely hidden within her cleavage. She occasionally changed the position of her breasts, enveloping me from different angles. Each time her breasts swayed and changed shape, new pressure was applied.

As climax approached, she continued without stopping her movements. She squeezed her breasts tightly and repeated the quick motions several times. I shuddered, releasing everything inside her breasts. White fluid adhered to her cleavage and skin. She looked at it briefly, a satisfied expression on her face.

After resting a bit in the tub, she touched her breasts as if washing them. From the side, I looked at their size again. They swayed heavily, and the sensation from earlier still lingered.

The night was still young, but by the time we left the outdoor bath, my body was thoroughly heated. The feeling of being enveloped by those breasts wouldn't leave my mind.

Since then, I've started visiting similar places again. But that night's sensation was special.