Five minutes later, the door opened, and Kenshin beheld incredible beauty. He'd guessed how sexy the swimsuit would look on her, but he still couldn't look away. Her big breasts were barely covered—tiny fabric strips on strings hid only her Nipples, not their outline. His gaze drifted lower, and he couldn't hold back a lustful groan at the tiny strip barely covering her pussy, leaving almost nothing to the imagination.
"You're incredibly beautiful..." Kenshin whispered, making her smile slightly. She had been very nervous putting on such a shameful outfit, but now relaxed a bit.
"Turn around," he said, making a circular motion with his index finger.
Hitomi turned, hearing another intake of breath behind her—like music to her ears. Most of all, she feared failing to meet expectations and not competing with younger girls, but Kenshin dispelled her fears time and again, calming her heart.
From behind, Hitomi looked no worse. Smooth back, long hair cascading almost to her ass, and incredibly plump thighs flowing into big, soft cheeks of an ass untouched by anyone but Kenshin.
One look at this beauty gave Kenshin immense pleasure. She was the ultimate "mommy" from any teen's fantasies, and now that "mommy" stood before him, ass thrust out invitingly.
All thoughts of pool relaxation faded, and Kenshin, unable to endure, approached from behind and hugged her, pressing his whole body against hers.
Feeling his embrace, Hitomi purred softly and offered her neck for loving kisses, growing even more aroused by the sensation of his big cock pressing into her ass. All her life, she'd scorned sex except for procreation. But now she understood—her body and mind both craved caresses from the man of her dreams, with no reason for a mature woman to stop rubbing her ass against her beloved's big cock.
"Uuuungh!" she moaned, biting her lip as Kenshin cupped her big tits with both hands and rolled her aroused Nipples between his fingers.
Kenshin was so aroused he didn't want to make love. He wanted to fuck his woman hard like a wild beast. That's why Hitomi yelped in surprise when her pendant glowed faintly, blocking most of her chakra.
"Wh-what..." she tried to say, but was forced against the wall, moaning at Kenshin's dominant actions. He'd long noticed her slight submissiveness. Her pussy always clenched harder when he was dominant during sex, and now was no different. Hitomi instantly got soaking wet, heat flooding her.
In one motion, Kenshin dropped his pants and boxers, then pressed her harder against the wall, wrapping her gorgeous hair around his fist with his left hand and ripping off her bikini bottoms, making Hitomi squeal with arousal.
Without much foreplay, he slammed his fully erect cock balls-deep into Hitomi's tight, wet pussy, making the mature woman squeal loudly and cum hard right then. To his surprise, Hitomi was great at squirting—the fluid from her pussy soaked his cock and splashed his leg.
Her eyes rolled back, and Kenshin was the only thing keeping her from collapsing. He couldn't believe one thrust gave Hitomi one of her strongest orgasms, lost in pleasure.
But he wasn't satisfied and didn't plan to stop, building speed until seconds later he was pounding the mature "mommy" full force, slamming his cock into her narrow, constantly clenching pussy, cockhead battering her sensitive cervix.
All the while, Hitomi made incoherent sounds—squeals, moans, whimpers. From nonstop orgasm, saliva dripped from her open mouth, but Kenshin didn't care; he planned to fill her pussy with huge loads of cum, no matter what.
Five minutes and about a dozen micro-orgasms later for Hitomi, Kenshin neared climax. He released her hair, grabbed both her hands, and fucked her velvet pussy as hard as possible, pulling her back onto him until he growled and exploded in orgasm, shooting massive cum straight into her womb.
"Uuuuuungh!" Hitomi moaned, cumming again with a squirt. Her legs buckled completely, but Kenshin, proficient in telekinesis plus his hands, held her easily.
Kenshin kept cumming into Hitomi's tight pussy, making her moan louder, as if his cum catalyzed her strongest orgasm. Kasumi and Aya had noted loving swallowing his cum, but he'd thought it flattery. Now he wasn't so sure and planned research soon.
The convulsing woman's orgasm was a true gift. He loved holding her, feeling her gorgeous body tremble, pussy clenching wildly. Hitomi was truly an incredible Hyuga clan flower everyone saw as a weed.
A minute later, Hitomi calmed somewhat, no longer shaking so violently. She struggled to refocus her rolled-back eyes and looked at Kenshin with a dazed gaze, then let out a tender whimper and began kissing and licking his face to express boundless love.
"How do you feel, girl?" Kenshin asked tenderly, not releasing her incredible body or pulling his cock from her hot pussy.
"Mngh... Wonderful, but my legs won't obey..." she whimpered, then, lifted by her thighs and impaled on his cock, wrapped her arms around his neck, fully surrendering.
"I've told you how much I adore your big ass? Someday I won't hold back and take your second hole..." he whispered suggestively, gripping her ass firmly.
"Ah! That's dirty..." she moaned, biting her lip. Hitomi was ready to give all her holes right now, just to keep him loving, caressing, talking to her. Plus, she was sure any sexual suggestion from Kenshin would please her. He hadn't disappointed yet, giving her more happiness in two weeks than her whole prior life, making the mature woman feel young again.
"It's not dirty at all," he said with a smile, gently inserting his index finger into her asshole. Hitomi's eyes widened in shock, an incoherent moan escaping her mouth. Still impaled on Kenshin's big cock, she felt something incredible.
Kenshin didn't tease more, carried her from the changing room, laid her on the big rubber sofa, then lay beside her and relaxed blissfully.
Hitomi immediately pressed her plump body against him and nuzzled. She suddenly realized what happiness meant. Her beloved man beside her, pussy tingling pleasantly—that was her happiness, all past conflicts and moving stress vanishing instantly.
After resting, Kenshin and Hitomi showered and returned to business. First, he needed to teach some sons iryoninjutsu, but Hitomi brought him down to earth, saying preparing a good iryonin took at least two years, even for a genius.
Kenshin pondered and concluded teaching sons had to go through him. With perfect memory and knowledge structuring/transmission, he was irreplaceable for mass rapid training. But it meant mastering all material himself then reworking it, taking huge time. Besides obvious pros like fast son-training and psionic growth, the huge con was mental exhaustion.
The thought of absorbing and reworking such info masses gave Kenshin chills. He remembered how draining reworking Nara Taijutsu had been. He'd happily swing a pickaxe in a mine dawn to dusk over sitting soft and structuring every detail for alien brains.
"Fine. When are you ready to start from basics?" he asked, sipping tea.
"Mm, right now," she replied, smiling.
"Good—you'll teach me. Theory only, unfortunately," Kenshin declared, surprising her greatly.
"What? But what's the point?" Hitomi asked, not understanding why he'd study iryoninjutsu if he couldn't use it.
"Remember how I taught you the contextual menu? I can transmit any info the same way," he said with a sly smile, tenderly touching her head and sending one of the lewdest images she'd ever seen.
"Ah! God, you're insatiable... I'd never think you could do that like this..." Hitomi whispered breathlessly. Her face flushed, lower belly burning unbearably. The mature woman's body craved repeating what she'd seen.
"Want to try it sometime?" he whispered tenderly, stroking her soft hand.
"Yes..." she whispered, placing her other hand over his. Her pussy sent hundreds of signals—not just wanting, but craving what she'd seen.