MILF Paradise System-Chapter 211: GILF Under The Shower
We were under the shower now. With my free hand, I turned it on, keeping the water pressure low so warm water flowed gently over us, cascading in soft streams down our bodies. The heat built slowly, making everything slick and steamy: skin glistening, sweat and lingering fluids washing away, our bodies sliding against each other with every small movement.
Water ran in rivulets over Olivia’s breasts, down her belly, between her thick thighs, and along my cock pressed against her, turning us both hot, wet, and ready for more.
As I kept Olivia’s wrists pinned high above her head in one firm grip, our bodies stayed tightly pressed together under the hot shower spray. Her massive melons squished hard against my chest, soft, heavy, and warm, their full weight flattening between us, nipples stiff and dragging across my skin with every breath she took.
My cock rubbed insistently against her soft lower stomach, the swollen head smearing fresh precum across her filthy, wet skin in slow, deliberate strokes.
Olivia kept glancing down between us, eyes dark and hungry, fixated on how hard my cock was and how tightly it pressed against her belly. Every time the head nudged her navel or slid along the underside of her round stomach, her breath hitched visibly.
She wanted it so badly, her hips twitched forward in tiny, helpless movements, trying to align herself with me even though her hands were trapped overhead.
"Like what you see?" I asked, voice low and teasing as I ground my cock harder against her, rolling my hips in slow circles so the full length dragged along her skin, coating her in more of my precum and making her tremble.
Olivia ground back against me instinctively, her only way to feel my cock since her wrists were pinned. Her thick thighs parted slightly wider, pussy brushing the base of my shaft as she rolled her hips in small, needy circles. "Please... put it in," she moaned, voice breaking with desperation
The way this older woman wanted my cock inside her, the raw, desperate hunger in her eyes, made me even hornier.
I moved my face closer to hers slowly and deliberately, letting the steam curl between us. I leaned in and bit her lower lip, firm and possessive, my teeth sinking in just enough to sting without breaking the skin. Olivia moaned instantly, "Ahh..." the sound low and needy, her body arching toward me as the sharp sensation shot through her.
One hand kept her wrists pinned firmly above her head, my fingers locked around both of hers. With my other hand, I slid my thumb to her lower lip, gently tracing the spot I had just bitten, checking how red and swollen it had become. I was careful now, examining her softly and making sure I had not been too rough, my thumb brushing back and forth over the tender flesh as if soothing it.
As I touched her lower lip, Olivia suddenly bit down on my thumb, her teeth closing around it firmly but playfully, then started sucking on it as if she needed something in her mouth. My dick was still out of reach with her arms pinned, so she took my thumb instead, her tongue swirling around it slowly and licking every side as she moaned softly against it.
Her eyes were half-lidded, dark and hazy, as though she were imagining it was my cock she was sucking, her lips sliding up and down the length of my thumb, her cheeks hollowing slightly as she worked it with slow, wet strokes.
I let her suck for a moment, feeling the warm pull of her mouth, then pulled my thumb free with a soft pop. She chased it briefly, her lips parting in protest, but I slid that same hand down to her neck, my fingers wrapping gently but firmly around her throat, my thumb pressing lightly against her racing pulse. I pulled her face closer, crashing my mouth against hers in a hard, hungry kiss.
Our tongues met immediately, tangling and tasting each other deeply, her saliva mixing with mine in wet, messy strokes. She kissed me back fiercely, moaning into my mouth, her body arching against the glass as water poured over us.
"Alex... please... I’m so filthy," Olivia said, her voice low and needy as she stood beneath the shower spray. "Will you help me wash myself?" She wanted my hands on her whole body, every inch and every curve, her eyes dark with anticipation as she imagined my touch everywhere.
"Why are you so filthy, Olivia?" I asked.
"You peed so much on me, Alex, remember?" she replied, her cheeks flushing slightly but her eyes sparkling with heat. She remembered every second of it, how I had punished her earlier for talking shit about my MILFs, how I had marked her, claimed her, and left her dripping and owned. The memory made her thighs press together under the warm water.
"Yeah... I did," I said, smirking as I released her wrists from where I’d pinned them above her head. "To teach you a lesson."
She rubbed her wrists lightly, then gestured toward the shelf. "Get the body wash, please."
I reached over and grabbed the bottle of body wash, clear and scented with something clean and slightly floral, and squeezed a generous amount into my palms. I rubbed my hands together, creating thick suds, then moved close to her again.
Olivia stood directly under the showerhead now, water flowing in steady streams down her sinful body, from her shoulders over her heavy breasts, across her round belly, down her thick thighs, and between her legs. Her skin glistened, every curve shining, wet and inviting. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Washing her was just an excuse. She wanted me to explore every inch of her body, and I was more than happy to oblige. I started with her breasts, placing both soapy hands on her soft, heavy curves and squeezing firmly. The suds spread quickly over her flesh, sliding between my fingers as I kneaded them slowly and thoroughly.
