Busty Innkeeper Nursing Handjob at Private Mountain Hot Spring

I drove for hours along the winding mountain road. On an autumn night carpeted with fallen leaves, I reached a tiny inn at a hidden hot spring. The sign glowed faintly, and I had never even heard the place's name. I had come simply to soak away my fatigue.

The proprietress greeted me at the entrance. Her name was Midori. In a soft voice she smiled and said "Welcome," then led me inside at once. Even beneath her kimono, the size of her breasts was impossible to miss. The fabric stretched tight over them, and they swayed with heavy weight. Divided left and right above the obi of her yukata, the two large swells were clearly far larger than ordinary.

After I set my luggage in the room, Midori called out, "The private open-air bath is free tonight." She added that although it was mixed bathing, I would be the only guest, and smiled. It was a rare chance, and I was too tired to refuse. Carrying a change of clothes, I followed her along a short mountain path.

The night air in the mountains was cold. Steam rose gently from the open-air bath when we arrived. Midori said, "Won't you join me?" and began undressing without hesitation. I was startled at first, but she spoke with an adult calm. "No one else is here," she said, and slipped into the water. The moment her huge breasts entered the hot spring they floated heavily and lost their shape. Her areolas were wide, and her nipples already looked firm.

Once I entered the water, Midori pressed close at once. Her soft, heavy breasts pushed against my arm and then my chest. In the steaming water her skin slid slickly, the swollen flesh pressing against me as though it might burst. (They really are enormous…) My thoughts went blank.

Midori laughed and buried my face between her breasts. Warm flesh enveloped my entire face, even blocking my nostrils. The weight of her breasts settled slowly on my neck; breathing grew difficult, yet I had no desire to pull away.

"Relax here," she whispered. "Midori's breasts are quite large, aren't they?" While murmuring, she reached downward. She gripped my hips and immediately wrapped her fingers around my cock. Even while it was still soft, she peeled the skin back with quick strokes, and it hardened at once. In the water she began stroking it with wet, rhythmic sounds.

Midori guided my face to her nipple. "Suck," she said gently. Though uncertain, I took it into my mouth. It was soft, with a faintly sweet taste. As I continued sucking with soft, wet sounds, her hand moved faster. Her left hand held the base while her right stroked the tip with a twisting motion. Clear fluid leaked from the slit and dissolved into the hot water.

(There is no way I should finish this quickly… but this feels too good.)

Sucking on her breast, my hips trembled and a thick rush of semen pulsed out. Watching the white cloud spread through the water, Midori laughed softly. "You came already." Yet she did not release me; she kept stroking the base through the entire orgasm. Even as the last drops leaked, she pressed her breast back to my mouth as though inviting another wave.

After a while we shifted positions in the bath. Midori straddled my thighs, pushing her massive breasts forward to sandwich my cock. She began moving them up and down in a paizuri. The heavy, warm breast flesh wrapped around the sensitive skin. Occasionally her nipples brushed together and more fluid dripped from the tip. Supporting from below, she squeezed her breasts tightly around me. With a look that begged to be nursed, I kept sucking her nipples while her right hand stroked vigorously; my hips lifted on their own.

By the third time I released a large load, semen clung whitely between her breasts. Midori deliberately pressed the slick flesh against my face, smearing it. The slippery sensation and sweet scent filled my nose. Still aroused, I slid my fingers over her wet pussy and felt a small, hard nub between the hot folds. When I rubbed her clitoris lightly, Midori let out a soft moan and arched her body.

Until dawn she teased me repeatedly in the private bath. Nursing handjobs, ejaculating onto her breasts while she pressed them to my face, and mutual touching continued without pause. For a virgin like me, every sensation was far more intense than I had imagined, and my head spun the entire time.

I never slept that night. The next morning Midori saw me off with her usual gentle smile. As I drove down the mountain road, the memory of her breasts and the scent of semen still seemed to cling to my skin, leaving me with a strange, lingering feeling.