Five minutes later the door opened and Kenshin beheld incredible beauty. He had imagined how sexy the swimsuit would look on her but still couldn't look away. Her large breasts were barely covered—only small fabric strips on strings hid her nipples without concealing the outline. He looked lower and couldn't hold back a lustful moan seeing the tiny fabric strip barely covering her pussy's main part—leaving almost nothing to imagination.
"You're incredibly beautiful…" Kenshin whispered, making her smile slightly. She had been very nervous putting on such a shameful outfit and now relaxed a bit.
"Turn around," he said, making a circular motion with his finger.
Hitomi turned and heard another inhale behind her—music to her ears. More than anything she feared not meeting expectations and losing competition to younger girls—but Kenshin dispelled her fears again and again, calming her heart.
From behind Hitomi looked no worse. Smooth back, long hair cascading almost to her ass, and incredibly voluptuous hips turning into large soft untouched (by anyone but Kenshin) ass cheeks.
One look at this beauty gave Kenshin huge pleasure. She was the ultimate "mommy" from any teenager's fantasies—and now this very "mommy" stood before him sticking out her appetizing ass.
All thoughts of relaxing in the pool were pushed aside; unable to endure longer, Kenshin approached from behind and hugged her—pressing his whole body against hers.
Feeling his embrace Hitomi purred tenderly and offered her neck for loving kisses—arousing even more from the sensation of his big cock digging into her ass. All her life she had scornfully snorted at the thought of coupling except for procreation. But now she understood—her body and mind synchronously desired affection from the man of her dreams, and there was no reason for the mature woman to stop grinding her ass against her beloved young man's big cock.
"Uuuuuunngh!" she moaned biting her lip when Kenshin grabbed her big tits with both hands and began rolling her aroused nipples between fingers.
Kenshin was so aroused he didn't want to make love—he wanted only to fuck his woman hard like a wild beast. That's why Hitomi cried in surprise when her pendant glowed slightly and most chakra in her body was blocked.
"W-what…" she tried to say but was forcefully pressed against the wall and only moaned from Kenshin's dominant actions. He had long noticed her slight submissive tendency. Her pussy always clenched harder when Kenshin was dominant during sex—and now the same happened. Hitomi instantly became insanely wet and incredibly hot.
Kenshin pulled down his pants and boxers in one motion then, pressing her harder against the wall, wound her gorgeous hair around his fist and tore her bikini panties with his left hand—forcing Hitomi to squeal with arousal.
Without much foreplay he drove his fully aroused cock balls-deep into Hitomi's tight wet pussy—forcing the mature woman to squeal loudly and cum violently at once. To his surprise Hitomi could squirt perfectly; fluid gushing from her pussy soaked his cock and hit his leg.
Her eyes rolled back; Kenshin was the only thing keeping her from falling. He couldn't believe one thrust gave Hitomi one of her strongest orgasms—completely lost in pleasure.
But he himself was unsatisfied and had no intention of just standing there—starting to gain pace and soon fucking the mature "mommy" with all his might, literally pounding his cock into her narrow continuously clenching pussy—hitting her sensitive womb with the head.
All this time Hitomi made incoherent sounds—squeals, moans, whimpers. From continuous orgasm saliva constantly dripped from her open mouth—but Kenshin didn't care; he intended to fill her pussy with huge amounts of cum no matter what.
After five minutes and about ten micro-orgasms for Hitomi, Kenshin approached climax. He released her hair, grabbed both her arms, and began fucking her velvet pussy even harder—pulling her toward him as much as possible until he growled and exploded in orgasm—shooting huge amounts of semen straight into her womb.
"Uuuuuuuunngh!" Hitomi moaned and squirted again. Her legs completely gave way but Kenshin—having mastered telekinesis sufficiently—plus his own hands easily held her in place.
Kenshin kept cumming in Hitomi's narrow pussy—forcing her to moan even louder as if his semen catalyzed her strongest orgasm. Kasumi and Aya had repeatedly noted how much they loved swallowing his cum—but he thought it just words to please him. Now he wasn't so sure and decided to research the topic soon.
The convulsing woman's spasms were a true gift. He loved holding her—feeling her gorgeous body tremble and her pussy clench wildly. Hitomi truly was an incredible flower of the Hyuga clan—considered a weed by all.
A minute later Hitomi calmed somewhat and stopped shaking so wildly. She barely returned her rolled-back eyes to normal and looked at Kenshin with a lost gaze—then let out a tender whimper and began kissing and licking his face—wanting to express her boundless love.
"How do you feel, girl?" Kenshin asked tenderly—not releasing her incredible body or pulling his cock from her hot pussy.
"Mngh… Magnificent—though my legs don't obey…" she whimpered and—lifted by her hips and impaled on his cock—wrapped her arms around his neck, fully surrendering to him.
"Did I already say how much I adore your big ass? One day I won't hold back and take your second hole…" he whispered suggestively, grabbing her ass more comfortably.
"Ah! That's dirty…" she moaned biting her lip. Hitomi was ready to give all her holes right now—as long as he kept loving, caressing, and talking to her. Besides—she was sure any sexual suggestion from Kenshin would please her. At least he had never disappointed her yet—and in two weeks gave her more happiness than her entire previous life, making the mature woman feel young again.
"It's not dirty at all," he said with a smile and carefully inserted his index finger into her back hole. Hitomi's eyes opened wide in shock and an incoherent moan escaped her mouth. Still impaled on Kenshin's big cock she experienced an incredible feeling.
Kenshin stopped teasing her further—carried her out of the changing room, placed her on a large rubber sofa, lay beside her, and blissfully relaxed.
Hitomi immediately pressed her voluptuous body against him and began caressing. She suddenly realized what happiness meant. Her beloved man was beside her and her pussy tingled pleasantly—that was her happiness; all previous contradictions and relocation stress vanished in an instant.
*****
After resting Kenshin and Hitomi showered and returned to business. First he needed to teach some sons medical ninjutsu—but Hitomi brought him down to earth saying preparing a good medic took at least two years even for a genius.
Kenshin thought about the situation and concluded sons' training should go through him anyway. With perfect memory and ability to structure/transfer knowledge he was irreplaceable for mass rapid training. But this meant he had to master all material himself then spend huge time rethinking it. Besides obvious pros like fast son training and psionic development—the method had a huge minus: mental exhaustion.
Thinking about absorbing and rethinking such information volumes gave Kenshin goosebumps. He perfectly remembered how exhausting rethinking Nara clan taijutsu was. He would happily prefer swinging a pickaxe in a mine from morning to night rather than sitting comfortably structuring every detail for hours so another brain could absorb it easily.
"Alright. When will you be ready to start teaching me from basics?" he asked and sipped tea.
"Mmm—right now," she replied with a smile.
"Good—you'll teach me. Unfortunately only theory," Kenshin declared—surprising her greatly.
"What? But what's the point?" Hitomi asked—not understanding why waste time studying medical ninjutsu he couldn't use.
"Remember how I taught you the context menu? I can transfer any information the same way," he said with a sly smile, gently touching her head and sending one of the most depraved images she had ever seen.
"Ah! God—you're so insatiable… Never thought that could be done like that…" Hitomi whispered breathlessly. Her face flushed and her lower belly became unbearably hot. The mature woman's body demanded repetition of what she saw.
"Want to try it sometime?" he whispered tenderly, stroking her gentle hand.
"Yes…" she whispered, placing her second hand over his. Her pussy currently sent hundreds of signals that it didn't just want—but craved experiencing what she saw.