Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 1296: Saori Caught Red Handed

Yelena, still straddling Claire on the bed, looked over at my cock with a flushed, slightly breathless smile. The thick cock remained fully hard, glistening with a messy mix of cum, Claire’s juices, and the earlier traces from her own ass. It twitched visibly against Kasumi’s soft stomach.

"Look... he’s so hard even after cumming so much..."

Her voice carried a note of genuine surprise mixed with heat.

Behind the door, Saori’s eyes were locked on the same thick, unyielding length. Her throat worked as she swallowed hard. A fresh wave of heat pulsed between her already-soaked thighs.

[OMG... he is still... so hard... after all that... after filling her womb...]

She gulped again, fingers still pressed against the wet front of her panties, unable to look away from the cock that refused to soften even after the massive load it had just pumped into Claire.

The rest of the women in the room also stared, cheeks flushed, wet trails still shining on their legs, as the thick, sticky proof of my stamina rested heavily against Oka-san’s stomach.

Kasumi’s face burned a deeper shade of red. She shifted slightly, but the movement only made the hot, cum-slick head of my cock drag a little lower against her soft skin, right above the open hole of her lingerie.

"Jack... you... are poking against me..." she murmured, voice small and flustered.

I leaned in closer. My lips found the soft shell of her ear. I took the delicate lobe between my teeth and bit down gently, just enough to make her breath hitch, then soothed it with a slow drag of my tongue.

"So, Oka-san..." I whispered against her ear, the thick head of my cock still pressing firmly into the soft curve of her lower belly, "...do you want me to poke it even inside?"

Kasumi’s body gave a visible shiver. A fresh, glossy trickle of wetness slid down the inside of her thigh.

The other women watched in charged silence, the air thick with the scent of sex, fresh cum, and their own lingering arousal as my cock remained pressed against their mother’s stomach like an open invitation.

Haruna stepped closer and gave my shoulder a light, playful pat. Her voice was sweet and thoroughly wicked.

"Hmm... Oka-san, where do you want it...? Is it in your pussy... or in your asshole?"

Kasumi’s face went scarlet. She glared at her daughter, the open holes of her lingerie doing nothing to hide the way her nipples had stiffened or the fresh wetness still glistening on her thighs.

"Hmph... I don’t want it..." she muttered, trying to sound firm.

But her eyes betrayed her. They dropped for a long second to the thick, cum-slick cock still pressed hotly against her soft lower stomach, lingering on the sticky cock before she quickly turned her face away.

Jayden, Claire, Yelena, Tomiko, Yuko and Haruna all burst into soft, knowing laughter.

"Why doesn’t that sound convincing?" they chorused, voices full of amused heat.

Kasumi’s blush deepened even further. My cock remained right where it was, resting heavily against her soft lower stomach, twitching once against the skin as if answering the group’s teasing for her.

Seeing her flustered state only encouraged them.

Jayden, Claire, Yelena, Tomiko and Yuko all moved closer, surrounding Kasumi on both sides, their open lingerie and still-wet thighs brushing against her. They gently guided her a half-step so she was standing more openly in front of me.

Yuko’s voice was soft but clearly mischievous.

"Oka-san... if you want it... you can have it first..."

Yelena leaned in from the other side, eyes gleaming.

"Yeah, Sister Kasumi... tell me where you’re itchy. I’ll help Jack put his cock right there..."

They were all smiling, ready to push the teasing further—when suddenly every one of them froze.

Their eyes locked on something behind me.

I felt the shift instantly. Through a thin thread of telekinesis, I confirmed it: the door was now at my back, and Saori was standing in the open doorway, staring at the entire scene—the open lingerie, the wet thighs, the thick cock pressed against Kasumi’s stomach, the cum still leaking from Claire on the bed.

Kasumi’s thought flashed sharply.

[Saori... she... what is she doing...?]

Yelena’s followed right after.

[Who is that... maid... she saw us?]

Saori’s eyes went wide. She spun around and fled down the hallway, the soft sound of her hurried footsteps fading quickly. A moment later the door clicked shut.

I slowly turned my head, pretending I had noticed nothing, and looked back at the frozen group with mild curiosity.

"What happened? What are you guys looking at?"

Kasumi’s voice came out stammering, still half-panicked.

"It’s... Saori... she... saw us..."

I kept the same mild, slightly confused expression, as if the name meant nothing.

"Who is Saori...? She saw what?"

Kasumi’s face burned even hotter. She stepped right up to me and started lightly beating her fists against my chest, voice rising with flustered frustration.

"You... It’s all your fault...! She saw us... How am I going to face her... tell me...!"

My cock was still pressed against her soft lower stomach, the thick, sticky heat of it a constant reminder of everything the maid had just witnessed. Kasumi’s little punches did nothing to move me; if anything, the contact only made the situation more charged.

Haruna’s eyes lit up with sudden, wicked inspiration. She clapped her hands together lightly.

"That’s simple. We can’t let Saori take advantage of us. She saw all of you like this... isn’t that taking advantage of Jack? Seeing his wife naked... and the rest of us... So all we need to do is let Saori become our sister."

The suggestion hung in the air for a second.

Tomiko’s brows furrowed. She glanced toward the closed door, still looking uneasy.

"But... that Saori... she is married..."

Yuko stepped forward, still flushed and wet, but her voice was surprisingly firm.

"Then we make her one of us anyway. Jack... you have to go after her. Seduce her. Make her ours so she can’t talk."

Jayden nodded quickly, pushing lightly at my back.

"Yes... Go now. She’s still in the hallway. If you catch her while she’s still shocked, it’ll be easier."

Claire, cum still slowly leaking down her thighs, smirked and gave my ass a firm shove toward the door.

"You’re still hard anyway. Go put that thick cock to good use. Make the proper little maid forget she was ever married."

Yelena’s eyes gleamed with heat.

"Hurry. Before she reaches the kitchen or tells someone. Seduce her, fuck her, mark her—whatever it takes. Just bring her back as our sister."

Haruna grinned and opened the door wide.

"Go, Jack. Naked is better. Let her see exactly what she’s dealing with. We’ll wait right here."

Kasumi was still blushing furiously, but even she didn’t stop them. The entire group—still in their open, messy lingerie, thighs wet, bodies marked by the long game—began pushing and herding me toward the doorway.

Soft hands on my chest, my arms, my ass, urging the still-hard, cum-slick length of my cock out into the hallway after the fleeing head maid.

"Go seduce her!"

"Make her one of us!"

"Hurry before she gets away!"

They shoved me fully out of the room. The door clicked shut behind me, leaving me standing naked in the hallway, cock still throbbing and glistening, with only one clear task: catch Saori and turn the married maid who had just seen everything into the newest member of the family.