MILF Paradise System-Chapter 212: GILF Rides Me In The Shower

"Ahh..." Olivia moaned softly, head falling back under the water, eyes closing as she let the sensation take over. Her back arched slightly, pushing her tits harder into my hands, water streaming down her body and mixing with the soap, making everything slick and slippery.

I kept squeezing, lifting her breasts, letting them spill over my palms, thumbs brushing her nipples in slow circles before pinching them lightly. More suds formed, sliding down her belly, pooling in her navel, then running lower toward her pussy. She was trembling now, legs parting a little wider, hips shifting restlessly as my hands roamed.

I moved lower, hands gliding over her belly, soaping the smooth, skin in gentle circles, then down to her wide hips. I gripped them firmly, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh as I pulled her closer, my hard cock brushing against her thigh. Water poured over us both, rinsing away the day’s filth, but the heat between us only grew.

"You have perfect hips, Olivia," I said as I cleaned her hips and ass slowly with the body wash. My hands glided over her wide, rounded curves, fingers spreading thick suds across the soft, plump flesh, kneading the thick cheeks gently but firmly.

Water streamed down her back, mixing with the soap and running between her ass crack, making everything slick and shiny. I squeezed her cheeks, spreading them slightly to wash deeper, thumbs brushing the sensitive skin near her hole as she let out a soft sigh.

"Let me wash you too, Alex," Olivia said, turning to face me. She squeezed a generous amount of body wash into her palms, rubbed them together until they foamed, then placed both hands on my wet chest.

Her fingers spread the suds slowly, tracing the lines of my pecs, sliding down over my abs in long, deliberate strokes. She moved lower, hands gliding toward my cock.

"It doesn’t feel like you want to wash me," I said with a smirk, watching how her hands lingered, her palms pressing flat against my stomach, her fingers drifting lower along my hip bones instead of scrubbing.

"I can’t help it," Olivia replied, voice low and thick with want. She wrapped one soapy hand around my dick, fingers barely closing around the thick girth, and started stroking slowly, washing every inch from base to tip.

Foam coated my shaft, making it glisten as she worked her hand up and down, thumb circling the swollen head, spreading the foam and precum together. Her other hand cupped my balls gently, rolling them in her palm, cleaning them thoroughly while her eyes stayed locked on my cock.

"God... you are so big, Alex," she whispered, awe in her voice as she stroked the full length again, feeling every vein, every pulse. She twisted her wrist slightly on the upstroke, making me groan low.

We both cleaned ourselves thoroughly under the shower, hands roaming over each other’s bodies with soapy palms until every trace of sweat, cum, and the day’s filth was washed away.

The hot water poured down steadily, rinsing us clean, leaving our skin slick, flushed, and glistening.

Our bodies were fresh now, but the heat between us only grew stronger, the way Olivia’s slippery, mature curves looked under the spray made my cock ache to fuck her hard again. She had the same thought in her mind, her eyes kept flicking to my erection, dark with want, and she moved with purpose, like she couldn’t wait another second.

My dick was rock-hard. It would have been a complete waste not to let her ride it like crazy, to feel her pussy swallow every inch while she lost herself on top of me.

"Alex... lie down, please," Olivia said as she guided me with gentle pressure on my shoulders. She led me away from the direct spray of the shower to a patch of tile and eased me down onto my back.

I lay down slowly, the smooth, tiles pressing against my skin. My cock pointed straight up toward the ceiling, hard, throbbing, and ready, veins pulsing along the shaft, the head shiny and slick.

Olivia lowered herself slowly, her legs straddling either side of me, her knees on the floor, her thick thighs spread wide. She reached down, her fingers wrapping around my shaft and lining the swollen head up with her slick pussy lips. She paused for a second, her eyes locked on mine, then sank down in one smooth, deliberate motion.

Her pussy swallowed me inch by thick inch, hot, wet, and gripping tight as she took me deep. She moaned low as she bottomed out, her ass settling against my hips, my cock buried to the hilt inside her mature warmth.

"Ahh... Alex..." she moaned low, her voice trembling with relief and pleasure as my cock filled her completely, bottoming out against her cervix. Her pussy clenched around me once, hard, milking my full length as she adjusted to the stretch.

"Come here, Olivia," I said as she settled on top of me.

Olivia leaned forward slowly and pressed her body tightly against mine. Her heavy, mature breasts squished firmly against my chest. I wrapped both arms around her back, locking her in place against me, holding her close so every inch of her curvy frame molded to mine. Her hips shifted just a little, small, teasing rolls that made her slick pussy grind lightly along my cock, still buried deep inside her.

I gave her a slow, lingering kiss, my lips brushing softly against hers.

"You just relax," Olivia whispered against my mouth, pulling back slightly. "Let me pleasure you, Alex." Her voice was low and thick with intent. She placed both hands on my chest for balance, her fingers splaying over my pecs, and started riding my cock in earnest.

"Fuck..." I groaned low as she moved. She was really good at it, her hips rolling in slow, deep circles at first, then lifting and dropping with smooth, controlled strokes. Every time she sank down, her pussy swallowed my full length, her walls clenching tight around me, gripping me like she never wanted to let go.

Her thick thighs flexed on either side of my hips, her ass cheeks jiggling softly with each descent, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing in the steamy bathroom.