MILF Paradise System-Chapter 207: GILF Was Horny and Waiting

Then a thought came to my mind.

The way I’d been having raw, unprotected sex with Tiffany and the others made me wonder if one of them was already pregnant with my child. The thought alone kept my cock throbbing, imagining their bellies rounding out, breasts swelling heavy with milk, nipples leaking just like Shyla’s right now.

I could picture myself sucking from their full tits later, tasting that warm sweetness while they moaned my name, bodies changed forever because of me.

"Please... put it in, Alex," Shyla begged, voice cracking with desperation. Her hands gripped the sofa cushions, hips lifting slightly, pussy lips parted and glistening, begging for me.

I lined my thick cock up with her slick entrance, head nudging her swollen folds, and shoved in deep in one slow, forceful thrust. Her pussy stretched around me, walls fluttering as I buried myself to the hilt. Milk squirted from her nipples the moment I bottomed out, just from the arousal and the sudden fullness, white streams trailing down her breasts and belly in warm rivulets.

"Ahh... fuck, Shyla..." I groaned, as I started fucking her hard. Each thrust slammed deep, balls slapping against her ass, her pregnant belly bouncing softly between us. Her boobs jiggled wildly, milk leaking faster now, dripping onto her skin and the sofa as I pounded into her.

She moaned nonstop, high, needy sounds that filled the room.

I kept thrusting harder, relentless, deep strokes, making sure she got everything she’d been denied for months. Her pussy clenched around my cock with every plunge, milking me, juices flooding out and soaking my balls. Milk continued to leak from her nipples in rhythmic spurts, matching the pace of my thrusts, her breasts bouncing heavily, skin flushed and glowing.

"Alex... yes... harder... please..." she cried, voice breaking as she rocked her hips up to meet me, pussy spasming around my shaft.

I leaned down, capturing one leaking nipple in my mouth, sucking hard while I fucked her, drinking the warm milk that flowed freely. She cried out louder, back arching, pussy clenching tighter around me as the dual sensation overwhelmed her.

I switched to the other breast, sucking greedily, biting the nipple hard, while my hips kept slamming into her, cock driving deep, claiming every inch of her neglected pussy. Milk coated my tongue, dripped down my chin, mixed with her sweat and arousal.

"Fill me, Alex... please... give me your cum..." she begged, voice wrecked, pussy spasming harder around me as she neared the edge.

"Fuck, Shyla..." I groaned as I kept slamming into her, hips driving forward with brutal force. I wanted to cum so much inside her, flood her again even though she was already pregnant.

After a few more hard, relentless thrusts, I buried myself to the hilt and came hard. "Ahh..." I groaned low, voice breaking as thick pulses of cum shot deep into Shyla’s pussy.

Her walls clenched around me like a fist, milking every drop, pulling it deeper, her pussy spasming in response as she felt me fill her completely. Hot, thick seed flooded her, overflowing around my shaft, leaking out in creamy trails down her thighs and onto the sofa cushions beneath her ass.

Shyla came hard too, her body shaking violently beneath me after months without release. "Alex... oh god... yes..." she cried, voice cracking as her pussy convulsed around my cock, juices mixing with my cum, thighs trembling, back arching off the sofa. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Her pregnant belly rose and fell with ragged breaths, breasts leaking faster from the intensity, milk dripping down her sides as she rode the waves of her long-overdue orgasm.

I pulled my cock out and collapsed beside her on the sofa, legs still touching the floor, both of us panting and breathing heavily. Sweat slicked our skin, her leaking breasts pressed against my side, my cock resting against my thigh, still leaking the last drops of cum.

"Alex... you can sleep here," Shyla said softly, placing her hand on my chest. Her fingers traced lazy circles over my skin, she had something more in mind. After months of neglect, she’d finally tasted a cock again, and she wanted to enjoy it fully, every position, every inch, all night long if she could.

"Sorry, Shyla... I’ll meet you later," I said, even though part of me wanted to stay and ruin her body more. But Olivia had been waiting in my room for a long time, and I still hadn’t eaten dinner. "Someone’s been waiting for me."

"Promise, Alex?" Shyla asked, pulling my face closer with gentle fingers on my jaw, eyes searching mine with quiet hope.

"Promise," I said, giving her a soft, lingering kiss, lips brushing hers, tasting the faint sweetness of her milk still on my tongue.

She sighed into the kiss, hand sliding down my chest one last time before letting me go. I stood up slowly, pulling my shorts and shirt back on, cock still sensitive and half-hard.

Shyla stayed lying there, legs parted slightly, pussy leaking my cum in slow, creamy trails, breasts still dripping milk, body flushed and glowing in the moonlight.

"You can take the main door, Alex," Shyla said with a soft smile, gesturing toward the hallway that led back to the lobby from her suite. I didn’t have to go through the backyard route anymore, the spiral stairs had brought me straight up to her private floor, and now I could walk the normal corridors.

I looked at her one final time before shutting her suite door behind me.

It was already on the same floor as my room, just a short walk down the quiet hallway. I moved quickly, cock still half-hard in my shorts, the taste of her milk lingering on my tongue, body buzzing from everything that had happened tonight. I was fucking starving and hadn’t eaten anything real since earlier, and my stomach growled as I turned the corner.

Then I saw it, a covered food dish sitting neatly outside my door on a small tray.

"Thanks, Maya," I said to myself with a grin as I picked up the tray. The smell of fresh pasta, garlic, tomatoes, and herbs hit me immediately, warm and perfect.

I unlocked my door, stepped inside, and shut it behind me with a soft click.

Inside, I saw Olivia lying on the bed, propped up against the pillows, watching TV in the dim room light.

She looked so fucking hot just like that, casual shorts riding high on her thick thighs, tight T-shirt stretched across her massive mature breasts, nipples faintly outlined, hair messy from the night’s earlier chaos. The soft glow from the screen lit her curves perfectly, making her look even more inviting, like she’d been waiting for me to come back and ruin her all over again.

"Hey, food’s here," I said, smiling as I set the covered dish on the small table near the bed.

Olivia glanced over, then her eyes flicked down my body, lingering on the obvious bulge still tenting my shorts, before meeting my gaze again. A slow, knowing smirk spread across her face.

"Seems like you already had dinner," she said, voice low and teasing, full of amusement and heat. She sat up a little, her breasts shifting heavily under the T-shirt, clearly seeing right through me. She knew I’d been getting something much more than just food.