Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 1057: Aunt Tomiko’s Wake-Up Call

My Healer ability had activated the moment I came inside Haruna, ensuring her pussy and asshole would feel no pain or soreness — completely healed by my cum. But the exhaustion from our intense, continuous fucking was still very real. Her body was spent, her legs trembling, her mind foggy with pleasure and fatigue.

Haruna became sleepy almost immediately after her last orgasm. I slowly pulled my cock out of her cum-stuffed pussy with a wet pop, watching a thick mix of my cum and her juices leak out. I pulled her into my arms, her naked body warm and limp against mine.

"Mmm... Jack..." she mumbled sleepily, nuzzling into my chest. "You ruined me... so good..."

I kissed her forehead and pulled the blanket over both of us. Within minutes, Haruna was fast asleep in my arms, breathing softly.

When I woke up, Haruna was gone.

But she had covered me gently with the blanket, tucking it around my body like a caring lover. The futon still smelled like sex — her pussy, my cum, and a faint trace of piss from our filthy play.

I stretched lazily, feeling my cock already rock-hard with morning wood, throbbing heavily under the blanket.

A soft knock came at the door.

"Jack... have you woken up...? Jack... Jack... are you awake...?"

It was Tomiko’s voice — soft, hesitant, and a little shaky.

I smirked to myself. Perfect.

I kept my breathing slow and steady, pretending to be deep in sleep even as my heart pounded with anticipation.

The blanket was pulled back just enough—my thick, morning-hard cock standing straight up, exposed and throbbing in the cool morning air of the room.

Through the AI lens activated behind my half-closed eyelids, I watched everything in crystal-clear detail, like a hidden camera feed only I could see.

The door creaked open softly. Tomiko stepped inside, her voice trailing off mid-sentence. "Jac—" Her eyes locked onto my exposed cock instantly, widening in shock.

A tiny, involuntary murmur escaped her lips: "OMG!!" Her hand flew up to cover her mouth, but she didn’t back away. Instead, she froze there in the doorway, robe loosely tied around her curvy body, the thin fabric doing nothing to hide how her full breasts were already rising and falling faster.

I triggered the Scent of Lust, letting the invisible, pheromone-heavy aura fill the room like warm honey in the air. At the same time, I kept the Telepathy link wide open so her every filthy, conflicted thought poured straight into my mind.

[It’s so big... why do I want to sniff and taste it... No, no Tomiko, what are you thinking...] Her inner voice was already cracking, laced with guilt and growing heat.

[How can you be like that... that’s your niece’s boyfriend... and what if you were caught... yesterday... I shamelessly squirted in front of him... what will he think if he woke up... But...]

She glanced back at the closed door once, then stepped closer. Her bare feet made almost no sound on the wooden floor. Another step.

Then another. Until she was standing right beside the bed, close enough that I could feel the warmth of her body radiating against my skin. Her eyes never left my cock—tracing every thick vein, the way it twitched once under her stare, the swollen head already glistening with a single bead of pre-cum.

[Oh god... It’s even bigger up close... thicker than I imagined... why does it smell so... good? Like it’s calling to me...]The Scent of Lust was hitting her hard now; I could see the flush creeping down her neck, disappearing into the V of her robe. Her nipples were stiff, poking obviously against the fabric. Her thighs pressed together tightly, and I caught the faint, sweet scent of her own arousal starting to bloom.

Tomiko swallowed hard, biting her lower lip until it turned white. "Jack..." she whispered, testing me. When I didn’t move, her shoulders relaxed just a fraction.

She let the door click shut behind her with a soft sound, then slowly sank to her knees right beside the bed. Her face was now level with my throbbing length, only inches away. Her warm breath ghosted over the sensitive skin, making my cock jump again.

[This is wrong... so wrong... Haruna’s boyfriend... my own niece’s man... but yesterday... the way he looked at me when I... when I squirted like that... did he see? Does he know how much I wanted it?] Her thoughts were a storm now, shame and lust crashing together.

The Scent of Lust was turning the dial up to maximum—her pupils were blown wide, cheeks burning crimson. She leaned in closer, nose hovering just above the base of my cock. I felt her inhale deeply, almost greedily.

"Mmm..." A tiny, needy moan slipped out of her before she could stop it. Her hand trembled as it reached out, fingers hovering an inch above my cock without quite touching. She could feel the heat rolling off it.

[It’s so hard... pulsing... I can see the veins... what would it taste like? No, Tomiko, stop! You’re his aunt—well, basically. What if Haruna walks in? What if he wakes up and thinks I’m some perverted old woman?]

But her body wasn’t listening anymore. Her free hand slipped down between her own thighs, pressing the heel of her palm against the growing wet spot on her robe, rubbing in slow, guilty circles.

Her robe had slipped open a little at the top, giving me a perfect view of the soft, heavy swell of her breasts and the dark, stiff peaks of her nipples. She was soaked—I could see the damp fabric clinging to her.

Tomiko’s face inched even closer. Her soft cheek brushed the side of my cock for the briefest second, sending a jolt through me that I had to fight not to react to. Her nose nuzzled gently against the thick base, inhaling again, longer this time. [Just one taste... just to see... then I’ll leave... Haruna will never find out... oh fuck, why am I so wet already?]

Her tongue darted out, wetting her lips. She tilted her head, eyes half-lidded with pure lust now.

The tip of her tongue hovered right over the swollen head, so close I could feel the heat of her breath and the tiny thread of saliva stretching from her mouth. Her fingers finally made contact—light as a feather at first—wrapping around the thick base, giving my cock a gentle, experimental squeeze.

[Please... just let me... just once...] The thought screamed in my head, raw and desperate.