04F2202-Caress a beautiful mature woman who picked up with an electric massage machine

The sun had barely begun to crest the horizon when Yumi awoke, her body already buzzing with anticipation. She slipped out of bed, careful not to wake her husband Takeshi, and padded silently down the hallway to the bathroom. Closing the door softly behind her, she leaned against it and let out a sigh, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.

Today was the day. The day she had been looking forward to for weeks now, ever since she first laid eyes on him – Mr. Tanaka, the handsome young man who had recently moved in next door. Yumi had seen him working out in his backyard, the muscles in his arms and chest gleaming with sweat as he lifted weights. She had felt a sudden flush of heat between her thighs, a hunger that hadn’t been sated in years.

And now, finally, she would have him.

Yumi stripped off her nightgown and stepped into the steaming shower, letting the hot water cascade over her body. She soaped up her breasts, feeling the slippery lather sliding between her fingers, imagining it was Mr. Tanaka’s hands touching her. Shampooing her long, silky hair, she pictured him running his fingers through the damp strands, pulling her closer as he claimed her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss.

Her own hands drifted lower, over her flat stomach and between her legs. Yumi gasped as she parted her slick folds, finding her clit already swollen and throbbing with need. She rubbed slow circles around it, gasping and moaning softly, picturing Mr. Tanaka’s strong hands touching her there.

But it wasn’t enough. She needed more.

Turning off the shower, Yumi stepped out and dried herself with a fluffy towel. She padded naked to her dresser, where she kept her secret stash of toys. Pulling out her favorite vibrator, Yumi settled back on the bed, knees spread wide. She turned on the toy, letting the steady hum fill the room as she teased her entrance with the buzzing tip.

Slowly,oh so slowly, she pushed it inside, biting her lip to hold back a cry of pleasure. In and out, in and out, she fucked herself with the toy, her free hand coming up to pinch and pull at her nipples. Her hips rocked and gyrated, seeking more, always more.

And then the door opened. Takeshi stood in the doorway, staring at her in shock. Yumi froze, the vibrator still buried deep inside her, humming away. For a moment they simply stared at each other, Takeshi’s mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

“Y-You… You’re… with a t-toy?” he stammered.

Yumi’s eyes flashed with anger. “So what if I am?” she snapped. “You never touch me anymore. I have needs, Takeshi. Needs that you can’t fulfill.”

Takeshi’s face crumpled, tears springing to his eyes. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I’m so sorry I’ve failed you, Yumi. I never meant to neglect you like this.”

Yumi’s heart softened and she patted the bed beside her. “Come here,” she said softly. “Let me show you.”

Takeshi crawled into bed beside her, not touching, just watching with hooded eyes as she pulled the vibrator out and set it aside. She rolled over onto her stomach, reaching back to unclasp her bra. It fell away, revealing her back and the pert globes of her ass. Yumi shimmied out of her panties, letting them fall to the floor.

She reached for her forgotten toy, turning it back on. This time, she pressed it against her asshole, moaning softly at the surprising sensation. She rubbed it gently, working the toy inside bit by bit, until it was buried deep in her tight heat.

“Fuck me,” she breathed, pushing her ass back towards Takeshi. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

Takeshi didn’t hesitate. He stripped off his boxers and positioned himself behind her, his hard cock pressingagainst her slick entrance. With one smooth stroke, he buried himself to the hilt, groaning at the tight heat enveloping him.

They began to move, Takeshi’s hips slapping against Yumi’s ass as he pounded into her. The vibrator buzzed away in her asshole, adding a delicious extra layer of sensation. Yumi’s moans grew louder, more desperate, as the coil of pleasure inside her began to wind tighter and tighter.

She came with a cry, her pussy clenching around Takeshi’s cock, milking him for all he was worth. Takeshi followed moments later, his thrusts growing erratic as he spilled himself deep inside her.

They collapsed together, a tangle of sweaty limbs and racing heartbeats. Takeshi nuzzled Yumi’s neck, pressing soft kisses to her damp skin.

“That was incredible,” he murmured. “Thank you for showing me what I’ve been missing.”

Yumi smiled, stroking his cheek. “And thank you for showing me that you still care. That you still want me.”

They lay there, basking in the afterglow, the vibrator long since silenced and forgotten. But in the back of Yumi’s mind, a small voice whispered that this wasn’t the end. That her hunger, once awakened, could never truly be sated.

And so, as Takeshi drifted off to sleep, Yumi let her eyes drift closed, already dreaming of her next encounter with Mr. Tanaka.