Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 1009: Welcome To Japan

I slowly pulled my invisible hand back from hovering near Hazel’s dripping pussy. I brought my fingers to my lips and licked them softly, tasting the faint, sweet musk of her arousal that had transferred through the energy. Then I turned off the Hand of Arousal ability completely, letting the teasing waves fade away.

Hazel stood there for a long moment, breathing heavily, her slim body still trembling. Her tight, hairy pussy continued to drip slowly, the soft dark bush glistening with her juices.

She whispered to herself in a shaky, embarrassed voice, "I must have gone crazy... What the hell was that...? I’ve never felt anything like that before..."

She quickly grabbed some toilet paper and wiped her pussy carefully. The tissues came away soaked with her creamy arousal. She blushed furiously as she folded the wet paper and dropped it into the toilet.

Then she bent down, pulled her simple white cotton panties back up her long, stockinged legs, and adjusted her navy-blue pencil skirt, smoothing it down over her slim hips and thighs.

She paused for a second, then brought her fingers — the ones she had used to wipe herself — closer to her nose and took a hesitant sniff. Her face turned an even deeper shade of red.

"Oh god... I smell so... wet..." she muttered, quickly turning on the faucet and washing her hands thoroughly with the airplane handwash, scrubbing them as if trying to erase the evidence of her sudden, inexplicable horniness.

After taking one last look in the mirror — fixing her short boy-cut hair and making sure her beige blouse was properly buttoned — she washed her face with cold water, trying to cool down her flushed cheeks. She took a deep breath, composed herself as best she could, and unlocked the door.

Hazel walked out of the bathroom, still looking slightly flustered but trying to appear normal. She gave a small, polite nod to no one in particular and returned to her seat in the front section of first class.

I stayed invisible inside the bathroom for a few more moments, letting the tension settle. The small space still carried the faint scent of her arousal mixed with her clean floral perfume.

After a moment, I deactivated my Invisibility and stepped out casually, walking back down the aisle toward my seat as if nothing had happened. The first-class cabin was quiet, with most passengers already dozing under their soft blankets.

Yuko was already asleep in her seat in front of me, her head resting gently against the window, breathing softly and peacefully. Haruna, however, was wide awake. The moment I sat down, she looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with pure mischief and curiosity.

I smiled at her warmly and settled into my seat. After a while, I noticed that almost everyone in the cabin had fallen asleep and covered themselves with the provided blankets. Haruna eventually drifted off too, her head resting on my shoulder, her massive tits softly pressing against my arm through the white mermaid dress.

I opened my phone to play a game or watch something to pass the time, but my mind kept drifting back to the bathroom incident with Hazel.

I don’t know how long it had been when Yuko woke up. She turned her head and looked back at me first. Her expression was one of hesitation and nervousness, clearly worried about the upcoming reunion with her mother.

I looked straight into her eyes and said gently, "Don’t worry. No matter what happens, I am here for you. You won’t be alone. I’ll stand by your side through everything."

Yuko’s eyes softened. She nodded slowly, a small, grateful smile appearing on her lips. "Thank you, Jack... That means a lot to me."

Haruna also stirred awake, letting out a cute yawn and stretching her arms. "Mmm... are we landing soon?"

Just as the flight was about to land, the air hostess came around and provided some light refreshments — warm towels, juice, and small snacks. We freshened up quickly.

The plane touched down smoothly in Japan. We collected our luggage and moved out of the airplane. As we walked through the terminal, I spotted Hazel Wade again. She was moving her luggage along with the crowd, looking composed and professional once more in her beige blouse and navy skirt. She didn’t pay any attention to us and soon took a taxi and disappeared into the morning traffic.

I quietly asked SERA to keep an eye on Hazel, Maki, and Meisa Hashimoto for me, and to inform me immediately if anything interesting happened.

Haruna, Yuko, and I loaded our luggage into another taxi and started the journey toward Haruna’s family home. It was now early morning in Japan. The sun had just risen, painting the sky in soft pink and orange hues. The city was waking up, with clean streets and the distant sound of temple bells.

Yuko looked at Haruna and asked softly, "Did you tell that woman... that we were coming?"

Haruna chuckled with a bright smile. "No... I wanted to give her a surprise. She has no idea we’re arriving today."

I nodded and turned to Haruna. "Haruna, I think we should take some gifts. It’s my first time meeting my mother-in-law in person. Can you tell me what she likes?"

Haruna thought for a moment, then replied, "Hmm... Mom doesn’t like fancy or expensive stuff. She’s very traditional. She loves calligraphy, painting, the tea ceremony, and she’s really skilled at sewing clothes. She enjoys simple, meaningful things that show thoughtfulness."

I nodded and discreetly opened the SUDIX Store interface in my mind, browsing for appropriate traditional Japanese gifts — high-quality calligraphy sets, elegant tea ceremony tools, and handcrafted items that would show respect.

The taxi continued moving through the waking city. Yuko sat quietly, her nervousness slowly returning as we got closer to the family home.

Haruna, on the other hand, was excited the entire ride. She kept squeezing my hand under the blanket, occasionally leaning in to whisper naughty little comments into my ear.

"When we get some alone time... I want you to bend me over and fuck me while I’m still wearing this dress," she breathed. "Or maybe I’ll ride you reverse cowgirl so you can watch my hairy pussy swallow your cock again... I can still feel your cum leaking out of me from last night."

I smirked and squeezed her thigh in response, enjoying her playful horniness while Yuko remained quiet beside me.

After browsing the SUDIX Store for a while, I realized all the traditional gifts — calligraphy sets, tea ceremony tools, painting supplies — felt too ordinary.

If Haruna’s mother were truly passionate about these things, she probably already owned the best versions available. I shook my head and decided it would be better to meet her first and choose something more personal later.