Business Trip with Busty Married Woman: Passionate Night at the Hotel

The night in the provincial city was cold, and the air felt tense. I'm Keita, a manufacturer sales rep in my early 30s. I had just checked into the 14th floor of a business hotel on a business trip to this town. Outside the window, only the faint lights of the city glowed dimly. Unable to settle down even after putting down my luggage or staying in the room, I ended up heading to the bar.

Upon entering the bar, I noticed a woman sitting alone at the counter. She had a calm demeanor, probably in her thirties. Her chest, wrapped in a black knit sweater, looked incredibly voluminous through the fabric. I couldn't help but stare, wondering if she was around an H-cup. Her name was Akari, and she worked in corporate sales at a local bank nearby. Our conversation started from the common ground of both being in sales jobs.

With the second glass in hand, we began talking about our business trips. Akari mentioned that her husband was rarely home, showing a slightly lonely smile. I also shared my own feelings of loneliness, spending nights alone in hotels. As the alcohol took effect, our voices gradually drew closer.

(I feel like this person is looking at me in a certain way...)

Akari placed her glass down and tilted her head slightly. "Shall we continue talking a bit more? Would my room be okay?"

Once in the room, Akari closed the door. The dry winter air mixed with the sweet scent of her perfume. She began to remove her knit sweater. Her large breasts, encased in a bra, swayed heavily. I caught my breath. Her chest was even larger than I had imagined, protruding heavily.

Akari approached and cupped my face with both hands. Then she pressed her lips against mine. Our hot tongues intertwined. She was proactive, removing my shirt while her hands caressed my chest.

(I've never been this close to someone with such huge breasts... this might be dangerous.)

She pushed me onto the bed and removed her bra. Her plump H-cup breasts bounced out in front of my eyes. Her nipples were slightly erect and hardened. She straddled me and pressed her heavy breasts against my face. The soft, warm sensation covered my cheeks. Even the scent was sweet, making my head feel a bit fuzzy.

Akari reached down, pulled down my pants, and grasped my hardened member, beginning to move her hand up and down slowly. Eventually, she shifted her body and brought her face close to my groin. "It's so hot..."

She took my hardened length into her mouth. Her tongue moved within the slippery sensation. I couldn't help but arch my hips. She deep-throated skillfully, sometimes taking it all the way to the back of her throat. Saliva spilled a little, dripping onto her breasts. Those breasts swayed and brushed against my thighs.

(With her doing it so skillfully, can I hold back?)

Akari released her mouth and then lifted her hips herself. She shifted her underwear aside and pressed her wet part against me. The hot, soft flesh enveloped the tip. She slowly lowered her hips, taking everything in. Then she began moving vigorously.

She rode me in cowgirl position, her large breasts bouncing intensely. Her huge breasts swayed up and down vigorously, nipples pointing towards me. I reflexively reached out and squeezed those breasts. They were soft, sinking my fingers in. When I pinched her nipples, Akari let out a small moan. "Squeeze my breasts more..."

She rocked her hips back and forth, tightening around me deeply. The wet sounds echoed in the room. Her insides were hot and the grip strong, and I felt my limit approaching quickly.

Akari thrust her hips even more intensely. Her breasts waved largely, falling onto my face repeatedly. I supported those breasts with both hands, matching her movements. "Keita, you can come inside me..."

The moment she whispered that, I lost control and released deeply inside her. Akari also trembled and clung to me. Only our heavy breaths remained in the room.

Afterward, Akari pressed her large breasts against my chest and stayed close for a while. In the winter night hotel, the two of us spent time without anyone knowing. As morning approached, she smiled softly and said, "It would be nice if we could meet again."

I still remember that night with a warm feeling in my chest. The sensation of being enveloped by those large breasts and her proactive movements won't leave my mind.