M.I.L.F. Hunter (18+) - Chapter 9: Master's visit

After cumming inside Obasan’s womb, Takeo felt exhaustion sweep over him as he pulled out. His massive hard member quickly grew soft before he collapsed beside Obasan and began to breath heavily.

Obasan who was previously reveling in the feeling of his cock expanding and contracting, pushed herself up slightly and stared at Takeo with a dumb smile.

She listened to his breathing for several minutes until she felt her body return to her.

“He even sleeps cute,” she giggled as she watched him sleep with a content smile on his face. “That was wonderful… uh, dear?”

“Well, he did cum a lot didn’t he,” she added with a sigh. She could already feel the cum leaking from her hole and decided she should go take care of it.

She gave him a quick peck on his forehead causing Takeo to grumble and rub it. She giggled as she got off the bed and moved to the bathroom.

***

Takeo woke up to the sounds of playful birds from the tree outside Obasan’s room, and let out a long groan as he stretched.

“Good work my useless disciple. Although I didn’t intend for you to go wild and pass out on your Landlady, I will let you keep your balls, amitabha.”

Takeo froze and almost let out a scream as he jumped up on bed. Immediately a thin blanket dropped, revealing his naked body.

“Amitabha, alass young stupid disciple, I have no interest in men,” his master said as he pressed his palms together.

Takeo found himself quite shocked when he found his decrepit old master sitting on his bed. “Where is Obasan?” Takeo asked as he looked around.

“Mmm, she is currently preparing for work, amitabha.” His master replied.

“Why are you here?” Takeo asked once he calmed down.

“Please, useless disciple, hide your weapon, amitabha” his master asked politely as he closed his eyes.

Takeo let out a sigh and pulled the blanket back over his dick. “So do I get a reward for completing my mission?” He asked his master with anticipation.

“Mmm, amitabha,” He replied. “You get to keep your balls.”

“Nothing else?!” Takeo fumed as he glared towards his master.

*Sigh* The old man opened his eyes again and stood up on the bed. “Today I will deliver to you your first lesson as my disciple, amitabha.”

“Martial Arts, or sexually,” Takeo asked him with some suspicion.

The old man looked at Takeo with surprise. “amitabha, useless disciple is not so stupid! I will teach you both, but today you must learn about women, and your job as a lion.”

Takeo listened with ready ears as his master spoke.

“Last night you almost listened to your lion too much, amitabha. It is understandable since it is a newborn lion, but you should never focus solely on pleasuring yourself. Regardless of if a woman enjoys being treated roughly and domineeringly, you must also take into account her other needs.” His master spoke as if he was a professor.

Takeo nodded as he assumed this to be true anyways. Not every woman would be so willing to let a man shove his abnormally large member down her throat, after all. In actuality, he had gotten lucky that Obasan had this kink.

“Since you seem to understand that, you will need to practice your control of your inner Lion, amitabha.” His master said as he pressed his palms together. “That being said young disciple, I will impart further wisdom on you.”

“Cunnilingus is one of the most important techniques in a man’s arsenal to pleasing a woman, amitabha. Be sure to practice it, and use it often.”

Takeo nodded. Naturally, he remembered how much he loved his blowjob, so it was most likely that a woman would appreciate the same.

“To a Lion, nothing is more important that his pride. This is both his physical pride(harem) and his metaphorical pride. For this, I have prepared several gifts for you, amitabha.”

Intrigued, Takeo leaned in to see what his master was taking from his sleeves.

“amitabha. These are nipple rings and collars,” His master said as he held out both hands.

“What the fuck?!” Takeo almost shouted. “These are my gifts?! Are you really a monk?!”

“amitabha, yes.” His master replied simply. “As I said previously, a lion takes his pride very seriously. As such, I suggest you get into the habit of showing your women off in public to appease your lion. There is little more satisfying than showing off your women and letting every other man in the world know that they will never be able to touch her!”

Takeo rubbed his chin as he felt his inner lion stir. “Hmm, that seems to be true. But what does that have to do with nipple rings and a collar?”

“Stupid disciple, it is simple, amitabha. Tell your women to stop wearing their bras and to get their nipples pierced. Then put the collar on them to bind them to you.”

Takeo nodded as he seemed slightly turned on by the thought of showing his ownership of Obasan in public.

“amitabha,” his master continued. “Older women are wonderful because they are willing to explore such acts that younger women would simply refuse.”

“This seems true.” Takeo said with a sparkling eye. “Hmm, that doesn’t seem like a bad idea at all!”

“amitabha,” His master said suddenly, pressing his palms together. “Your first woman is approaching. I will return in the future for your second lesson!”

With that, he hopped off the bed and nimbly jumped out of the window. Takeo felt like laughing when he saw the scene of a 90 year old man jumping like he was a monkey.

“Takeo, are you awake yet?” A sweet voice called out as Obasan pushed open her bedroom door and walked through with a plate in her hand.