Chapter 1286: Haruna’s Filthy Identification Game

I walked a short distance from the house, pulled out my phone, and called Jayden.

"Come pick me up."

It was already 8 p.m. Ten minutes later, the car pulled up. Jayden was driving, Claire sat in the passenger seat, and Yelena lounged in the back. I climbed in, and we headed home together.

When we stepped into the house, Kasumi, Tomiko, Yuko, and the others were already waiting in the living room. Something about their expressions looked unusually bright—almost excited—though a few of them still carried faint blushes from whatever conversation they had been having before we arrived.

Dinner passed in a warm, lively atmosphere. Once the plates were cleared, Haruna stood up with a sly little smile that immediately put everyone on alert.

"Jack... I have prepared a game for you."

I raised an eyebrow, leaning back on the sofa.

"What game?"

"It’s a guessing game."

"What do I need to guess? And if I guess correctly... is there a reward?"

Haruna’s smile widened. Beside her, Kasumi and Tomiko both looked distinctly embarrassed, cheeks already coloring. Yuko kept her eyes down, while Jayden, Claire, and Yelena exchanged quick, knowing glances.

"There is obviously a reward," Haruna said sweetly, "but there is also a punishment."

I gave her a mock wounded look.

"What punishment? You can’t be so cruel, Haruna..."

Haruna said, "It’s not that bad... but you will have to suffer a little."

I laughed and raised both hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay. What is it? Tell me. I’ll play."

Haruna’s eyes sparkled with mischief. She turned to the others.

"Sister Claire... did you guys buy it?"

Jayden, still faintly blushing, nodded and handed over a shopping bag they had brought back earlier. I watched the exchange with growing curiosity. They had gone shopping while I was with Fumi—whatever was in that bag was clearly part of Haruna’s plan.

Haruna took the bag, then pointed at me.

"Jack, you stay here. I’ll call you when the game is ready."

With that, she herded Kasumi, Tomiko, Yuko, Jayden, Claire, and Yelena into one of the larger bedrooms and shut the door firmly behind them.

I stayed on the sofa, deliberately not using telepathy or any ability. I wanted the surprise.

A while later, the door opened. Haruna stepped out alone, looking entirely too pleased with herself.

"I am today’s host... and I am not participating in the game."

She walked straight up to me, produced a soft black blindfold, and tied it securely over my eyes. Complete darkness. Her small hand closed around my wrist, and she began pulling me toward the bedroom.

"The game is simple," she explained as we walked.

"You have to guess who the person in front of you is... but you can’t touch her with your hands. Only your cock is allowed to touch her. If your cock recognizes the person... then you are allowed to put it inside. Otherwise... you get nothing."

I stopped short for a second, genuinely surprised—and already half-hard at the filthy simplicity of the rules.

Haruna led me into the room. The air was warm and thick with the scent of perfume, skin, and faint arousal. Soft giggles and nervous breaths reached my ears from several directions. She positioned me in the center and guided my hands to the waistband of my pants.

"Strip from the waist down. Only your cock gets to play."

I pushed my pants and the borrowed underwear-free fabric down.

My cock sprang free, already thickening fast in the open air. Haruna’s small fingers wrapped around the cock for a moment, giving it a single slow stroke as if presenting it to the room, then she stepped away.

"First one... come forward."

Soft footsteps approached. A warm, mature body stopped right in front of me. Even through the blindfold, I activated AI Lens for a split second—just long enough to confirm the familiar soft, heavy curves, the particular shape of the ass, the way she stood. It was Kasumi. Oka-san.

She was wearing a special piece of lingerie, the kind with deliberate open holes that left both her asshole and her pussy completely exposed while the rest of the soft fabric framed her thick, mature body.

I kept the knowledge to myself.

Haruna’s voice floated from the side, amused and commanding.

"Only the cock. No hands."

I stepped forward until the head of my cock brushed against the edge of the lingerie. Haruna’s small fingers wrapped around my cock, guiding it with deliberate precision.

She pushed the thick head straight through the open hole in the fabric and into the deep, warm cleft of Kasumi’s ass.

The soft, heavy cheeks immediately closed around me. My cock settled perfectly into the soft valley between them, the open design of the lingerie letting the full length press skin-to-skin against her most private places.

Then I began to grind—slow, deliberate rolls of my hips that dragged the full underside of my cock up and down the warm, yielding crease.

Kasumi’s breath hitched.

A low, embarrassed moan escaped her as the thick cock parted her soft cheeks and rubbed firmly against the tight, wrinkled rim of her asshole.

Every downward stroke let the head graze the already-damp folds of her pussy through the second open hole. Her heavy ass cheeks pillowed around my cock, the soft flesh jiggling each time I thrust forward between them.

The lingerie framed everything, keeping her cheeks pushed together while still giving my cock complete access.

I kept grinding, letting the hot length slide from the top of her cleft all the way down until the swollen head nudged her wet pussy lips, then back up again, coating myself in the growing slickness. The wet sound of skin on skin grew louder and filthier.

Kasumi’s thighs trembled; she pushed her ass back just a fraction, increasing the pressure, her soft cheeks wrapping tighter around my throbbing cock.

Haruna’s voice cut through the heavy breathing.

"Time to guess. Who is it?"

I deliberately dragged my cock one more slow, filthy time between Kasumi’s thick ass cheeks, feeling every soft contour, every warm fold, the unmistakable shape of the body I knew so well. Then I opened my mouth and lied with perfect confidence.

"It is Tomiko."

A collective sharp intake of breath filled the room. Kasumi’s body stiffened against my cock. From somewhere nearby, Tomiko made a small, startled sound. Haruna’s delighted laugh rang out.

I kept my cock nestled deep between Kasumi’s soft, trembling ass cheeks, still grinding gently, the thick cock sliding slowly up and down the warm, slick cleft.

The soft flesh of her mature ass continued to pillow around me, wetness from her pussy already coating the underside of my length. I waited, deliberately wrong answer hanging in the air, to see what the punishment—or the next move—would be.

Haruna’s small hand suddenly wrapped around the base of my cock. With a playful but firm tug, she pulled the thick, glistening cock free from between Kasumi’s cheeks.