Chapter 1290: Yelena’s Asshole Fluttering Against My Nose

I smiled slightly behind the blindfold.

The head maid—Saori, early forties, always composed and proper—was still peeking through the gap in the door. Haruna and the others had their backs to it; with the blindfold on, they assumed no one else could see. Saori thought she was invisible. I decided I would give her something to remember later.

Haruna’s voice cut through the room, bright and commanding.

"You. Come here and bend down on the bed."

She was pointing at Yelena. Even through the blindfold, I felt the shy hesitation before soft footsteps approached the bed.

The mattress dipped. Fabric rustled as Yelena climbed up and settled into a doggy position, knees apart, back arched.

She was wearing the same special erotic lingerie as the others—soft fabric with deliberate open holes that left her stiff nipples, her dripping pussy, and her tight asshole completely exposed and pointed toward me.

Haruna moved to the side of the bed, took my shoulders, and firmly bent me forward until my face was only inches from Yelena’s raised ass.

"Smell it... and guess whose ass this is."

I leaned in closer. The warm, intimate scent of Yelena’s body hit me first—clean skin, light sweat, and the unmistakable musk of her arousal.

I dragged my nose slowly along the soft curve of one cheek, then the other, savoring the warm, smooth flesh, until the tip of my nose found the tight, wrinkled rim of her asshole through the open hole in the lingerie.

Yelena yelped in surprise, her whole body jerking.

"H-hey—!"

I pressed my nose more firmly against the sensitive ring and sniffed hard—deep, deliberate pulls that filled my lungs with the hot, private scent of her asshole.

The soft flesh quivered against my face. Fine, almost invisible hairs brushed my skin. Every inhale pulled the rich, slightly sweet, slightly salty musk straight into me while Yelena trembled and tried not to push back against my nose.

I inhaled again, longer and deeper, letting the tip of my nose dig gently into the tight entrance so the scent became even stronger and more concentrated.

"It has a fresh smell..." I murmured, voice low and rough with appreciation. "Like it has been washed clean... soft, clean, and still warm. No heavy musk, just pure, freshly cleaned skin and a little natural sweetness right at the center."

I nuzzled harder, dragging my nose in a slow circle around the wrinkled rim, then pressed in again for another long, greedy sniff. The clean, intimate scent filled every breath.

Yelena’s soft cheeks flexed and trembled around my face; a small, embarrassed whimper escaped her as the sensitive ring fluttered against my nose.

From around the room came a wave of flustered reactions.

Kasumi’s voice was shaky and scandalized.

"He’s really pressing his nose in like that... It’s too much..."

Jayden murmured, half-embarrassed, half-aroused.

"Look how deep he’s smelling her..."

Claire’s soft scoff followed.

"She’s trembling so hard... and he won’t stop..."

Yuko’s quiet, flustered voice added,

"The way he’s sniffing... it’s so shameless..."

Haruna’s delighted little laugh floated above us, full of naughty mockery.

"Ohhh~ looks like he likes the smell. Look how greedily he is sniffing it... Burying his whole nose against that clean little hole and breathing it in like he can’t get enough."

I kept my face buried, nose sealed tightly against the clean, warm hole through the open lingerie, inhaling in long, slow pulls that made the soft flesh move with every breath. The fresh, washed scent mixed with the faint heat of her arousal until it was almost addictive.

Behind the door, Saori’s eyes were locked on the exact spot where my nose was buried. Her thoughts, once pure shock, had twisted into something hotter and far more dangerous.

[He’s... pressing his nose right against her asshole... sniffing it like that... so deep... so shameless... and he’s even commenting on how clean it smells...]

[Look at how the girl is trembling... and he’s just breathing her in... the sound of him sniffing is so loud... he’s treating her hole like something precious...]

[Why can’t I look away...? My legs... I need to press them together... It’s getting so warm down there... no, this is wrong... they’re all doing it so openly... mother, aunt, daughter, even the guests... and Mr. Jack is treating that girl’s clean little hole like it’s nothing...]

Saori’s thighs pressed tightly together under her neat maid uniform. The fabric of her panties clung damply to her as she watched my nose grind slowly against Yelena’s exposed rim.

Every deep sniff I took made Yelena’s soft ass cheeks quiver, and every quiver made Saori’s own core throb harder. A soft, involuntary shift of her hips pressed her wet folds against the damp cloth.

[He’s going to smell it until he can taste that clean scent on the back of his tongue... and she’s letting him... they’re all watching... even Ms. Kasumi is just standing there with her own hole on display...]

[My heart is beating too fast... I shouldn’t be getting this wet from watching a man sniff a girl’s asshole... but the way he’s pressing in... the way that tight little ring is being forced open just a little by his nose... and the way he said it smells freshly washed...]

[If anyone turns around right now, they’ll see me... but I can’t stop watching... I can’t stop pressing my legs together... my panties are already sticking to me...]

I kept my face buried, nose firmly sealed against Yelena’s clean, warm asshole through the open hole of her lingerie, inhaling the hot, intimate, freshly washed musk in long, greedy pulls while Haruna’s mocking voice continued to tease and the other women shifted restlessly, their own open lingerie leaving every private place on full display.

The clean, sweet scent was too tempting. I parted my lips and dragged the flat of my tongue slowly over the tight, wrinkled rim, tasting the warm, freshly washed skin.

Yelena’s whole body jerked hard.

"Hyaah—!"

A sharp, startled moan tore from her throat as the wet heat of my tongue pressed against her most private place. Her soft ass cheeks clenched around my face for a split second before she tried to pull forward.

Haruna’s hand immediately fisted in my hair and yanked my head back just enough to break the contact.

"No. Only smell. No licking."

Her voice was firm, though still laced with wicked amusement. She kept her grip in my hair, holding me a few inches away from Yelena’s now slightly glistening hole while the girl trembled on the bed, breathing hard, the open hole of her lingerie framing the wet trail my tongue had left on the sensitive rim.

The clean, intimate taste still lingered on my tongue. Yelena’s embarrassed, shaky breaths filled the sudden quiet, and from around the room the other women let out soft, flustered sounds at how far I had tried to take the "smelling" part of the game.

Behind the door, Saori’s thighs remained locked tightly together, her panties even wetter as she stared at the shiny mark my tongue had left on the girl’s exposed asshole.