Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 441: Wet Ladies 2

They all nodded in agreement. We had already seen most of the castle and taken plenty of pictures, the rain putting a damper on our sightseeing plans. The cobblestone streets were slick beneath our feet as we made our way back to the car, the sound of our footsteps mixing with the patter of raindrops.

As we walked, I kept myself positioned between the women and the leering tourists, my body shielding theirs from view. The rain continued to fall in heavy sheets, turning the world into a blur of gray and green. The scent of wet stone and earth filled the air, mixing with the cleaner smell of rain.

Haruna’s breath came in quick, shallow gasps as she walked beside me, her body trembling slightly. The soaked fabric of her yoga outfit clung to her curves, revealing every intimate detail of her body. Her tits bounced slightly with each step, the hard points of her nipples visible through the material.

The rain continued its relentless downpour as we descended the slick stone stairs, the sound of water cascading down the ancient steps creating a sensual symphony.

Julie’s soaked blouse clung to her body like a second skin, the fabric so thin I could see the dark circles of her areolas through the material. Her nipples stood out in hard peaks, pressing obscenely against the wet fabric.

As Hannah and Haruna chatted ahead of us, I pressed Julie against the cold stone wall of the staircase, my body shielding hers from view. My hand slid up her thigh, pushing aside the soaked fabric of her skirt to find her pussy already dripping wet. ”Fuck, Julie,” I growled in her ear, my fingers tracing her slit through her panties. ”You’re so wet for me already.”

I wasn’t afraid that anyone could see us because it was raining so hard that all the tourists were under the cover of the castle or hiding somewhere to protect themselves from the rain.

Julie gasped as my fingers found her clit, her body arching against the cold stone. ”Jack, we can’t—” she started to protest, but her words dissolved into a moan as I slipped two fingers inside her tight pussy. The walls of her cunt fluttered around my digits, her hips grinding against my hand.

”Shhh,” I murmured, my lips brushing her ear as I pumped my fingers in and out of her. ”They can’t see us. And even if they could, I don’t care. I need to feel this tight pussy gripping my fingers.” I curled my fingers inside her, finding that perfect spot that made her legs tremble.

Julie’s breath came in sharp gasps, her hands clutching at my shoulders. ”Oh god, Jack,” she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the rain. ”We’re in public... someone could—”

”Could what?” I interrupted, adding a third finger to stretch her open. ”See how my fingers are buried in your perfect pussy? See how you’re dripping for me?” I thrust my fingers deep, making her cry out softly.

Her hips moved in time with my fingers, her body betraying her words. ”Mmm, Jack... we really shouldn’t...” she moaned, though her voice lacked conviction. The cold stone against her back contrasted with the heat of my body pressed against her front.

I withdrew my fingers suddenly, making her whimper in protest. Bringing my wet fingers to her lips, I painted them with her own arousal. ”Taste how wet you are for me,” I commanded, my voice rough with desire. She opened her mouth obediently, her tongue darting out to lick her juices from my fingers.

”Good girl,” I praised, slipping my fingers back inside her. ”Now Cum for me, Julie. Cum on, my finger, while we’re hidden here on these stairs.”

Her breath hitched as I found her clit again, circling it with my thumb while my fingers pumped in and out of her. The sound of the rain masked her soft cries as her body tensed. ”I’m going to—” she started, but her words were cut off as her orgasm crashed over her.

I captured her cry with my mouth, swallowing her moans as her pussy clenched around my fingers. The walls of her cunt fluttered wildly, her juices coating my hand as I continued to finger her through her climax.

When her trembling subsided, I withdrew my fingers and brought them to my lips, licking her taste from my skin. ”Delicious,” I murmured, pressing my still-hard cock against her. ”Now let’s get to the car before I decide to take you right here on these stairs.”

Julie’s legs were still shaking as I helped her down the remaining steps. Her cheeks were flushed, her breath coming in quick gasps as we reached the bottom where Hannah and Haruna waited.

”Everything okay?” Hannah asked, her eyes flicking between us with curiosity.

Hannah looked at her mom and me, her thoughts suddenly shifting. [OMG!!! Chatting with Haruna, I forgot... and let Mom and Jack be together again... Shit... How can I forget about that...]

Julie nodded quickly, though her voice still carried the breathlessness of her orgasm. ”Yes, just... slipped on the stairs. Jack caught me.”

I smirked, knowing the truth was far more delicious than that innocent explanation. As we walked to the car, I kept my hand possessively on Julie’s lower back, feeling the way her body still trembled from our encounter on the stairs.

The sexual tension between us was palpable, the memory of my fingers buried in her pussy still fresh in both our minds. Julie’s breath came in quick gasps as we climbed into the car, her body still responding to the memory of my touch.

As Haruna approached the car, a sudden sneeze wracked her petite frame. ”Hah-tshoo!” The force of it made her breasts bounce enticingly beneath her soaked top. She looked adorably embarrassed as she wiped her nose with the back of her hand, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink.

”Come inside the car,” I instructed, my voice carrying that commanding tone that always made their bodies respond. ”I’ll turn on the heater so you don’t catch a cold. And take off those drenched jackets before you freeze.”

Haruna nodded obediently, her fingers fumbling with the zipper of her jacket. As she removed it, the thin fabric of her yoga top clung obscenely to her body, revealing every intimate detail of her curves. Her nipples stood out in hard peaks against the soaked material, the cold rain making them tighten into obscene little buds that pressed against the fabric.

She also removed my coat from around her waist, the movement revealing the outline of her pussy lips through her yoga pants. The fabric was so thin and wet that it did little to conceal her, the dark triangle of her pubic hair visible through the material. A blush crept across her cheeks as she realized how exposed she was, her hands quickly covering herself as she settled into the backseat.

Hannah climbed in beside her, her eyes flicking between Haruna’s exposed body and my muscular frame. The sexual tension in the car was thick enough to cut with a knife, the scent of arousal mixing with the cleaner smell of the car’s interior.