**Hot Springs and Hungry Desires**

The steam from the onsen curled around us in thick, lazy swirls, the heat making my skin prickle with sweat. Mitsuri sat across from me, her pink hair slicked back, water droplets rolling down her flushed cheeks and over the plump curves of her tits. I couldn’t stop staring—those huge, perfect breasts floating half-submerged in the water, her nipples stiff from the heat. My dick twitched under the water, already hard as hell just from looking at her.

“Zenitsu,” she giggled, biting her lip. “Your face is all red!”

*Yeah, no shit.* My heart was hammering so loud I thought she’d hear it. I wasn’t sure how we ended up alone together in the hot springs—some miracle of fate—but holy fuck, I wasn’t complaining.

“I-I can’t help it,” I stammered, eyes locked on her chest. “You’re… you’re just so…”

She leaned forward, water sloshing around her. “So what?”

“So fucking gorgeous,” I blurted out. “Your tits—shit—I mean, *everything* about you is perfect.”

Her smile widened, and she slid closer. “Mmm, you’re sweet. But do you really like them that much?”

Before I could answer, she cupped her breasts, squeezing them together, her nipples pebbled tight. My mouth went dry. “Fuck, yes,” I groaned. “They’re amazing. I wanna touch them, suck them—”

She laughed, a breathy, needy sound, and closed the distance between us. “Then why don’t you?”

I didn’t need to be told twice. My hands shot out, grabbing her tits, feeling their heavy weight in my palms. They were so soft, so warm from the water, and when I rolled my thumbs over her nipples, she let out this sweet little moan that went straight to my cock. I leaned in, taking one into my mouth, sucking hard while my fingers kneaded the other.

“Ohh, Zenitsu,” she sighed, arching her back. “Y-your mouth feels so good…”

I flicked my tongue over her nipple, sucking and teasing until she was squirming. Her hand dipped underwater, and then—*fuck*—her fingers wrapped around my dick, stroking me slow and tight. I groaned against her skin. “Shit, Mitsuri—!”

“You’re really hard,” she whispered, her breath hot in my ear. “Do you want me?”

“Yes,” I gasped. “God, yes.”

She climbed into my lap, her pussy grinding against my cock, and I could already feel how wet she was. Her tits pressed against my chest as she kissed me, her tongue sliding into my mouth. I grabbed her ass, pulling her closer, and she rocked her hips, rubbing her slick folds along my length.

“Fuck me,” she panted, breaking the kiss. “I need you inside me.”

I didn’t hesitate. Gripping my cock, I lined up with her entrance and pushed in, her tight cunt swallowing me inch by inch. She whimpered, throwing her head back as I filled her completely, her inner walls clenching around me.

“You feel so big,” she moaned, bouncing lightly in my lap. “So deep!”

I groaned, gripping her hips. “You’re—*fuck*—you’re so tight.”

She started to move, rolling her hips, riding me with slow, deliberate strokes, her tits bouncing in my face. I latched onto one, sucking and biting while she ground down on me, taking me deeper. Every thrust made her gasp, made her cunt squeeze me tighter, and soon she was panting, her nails digging into my shoulders.

“Zenitsu, please,” she begged, her voice shaking. “Faster—I’m so close!”

I flipped her onto the edge of the onsen, her ass perched on the stone as I stood between her legs. With one hard thrust, I buried myself inside her again, fucking her deep and rough. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and her pussy tightened like a vice.

“That’s it,” I growled. “Take my cock, Mitsuri. You feel so damn good.”

She cried out as her orgasm hit, her cunt pulsing around me, milking my dick. The sight of her falling apart—her tits heaving, her mouth open in pleasure—pushed me over the edge. With one last thrust, I came hard inside her, filling her up as she clenched around me.

“Yes, yes!” she gasped, pulling me close. “Give it all to me…”

I collapsed against her, panting, my cock still twitching inside her as I spilled every last drop. She kissed me lazily, her fingers tracing my jaw.

“You were incredible,” she murmured, her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction.

I grinned, still dazed. “Only because you’re perfect.”

She giggled, pressing her soaked body against mine, and I knew I was in trouble—because once would *never* be enough.