MOM Shower sex for MILF with lover

The steam fogged up the shower door as inside, a voluptuous mature woman lathered up her curvy figure under the cascading hot water. Her lover, a younger man with a twinkle in his eye, secretly crept closer to the glass, his pulse quickening at the sight of her glistening skin.

He gently eased open the door, not wanting to startle her. Inside, the air was thick with humidity and the scent of jasmine soap. She looked up, a surprised but delighted smile spreading across her face as she noticed him.

“Well hello there,” she purred, her voice low and filled with promise. “Thought you might like to join me?”

Her eyes raked over his naked form, lingering on his muscular chest and the growing bulge between his legs. He returned her heated gaze, his own eyes roaming over her slick body. Water droplets ran down her chest, tracing a path along the full swell of her breasts. Her nipples were hard, just begging to be touched.

Moving towards her, he pulled her into his arms, relishing the feel of her wet skin against his. She molded herself to him, her soft curves fitting perfectly against his hard planes. Their lips met in a heated kiss, tongues tangling as old lovers who knew just how to drive each other wild.

His large hands cupped the round globes of her ass, squeezing and kneading the firm flesh. She let out a little moan of encouragement, tilting her head back as he trailed his lips down the slender column of her throat. He licked and nipped at the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of red marks in his wake.

“That’s it, baby,” she gasped, grinding her hips against him. “I want to feel that stubble all over me.”

He obliged her request, working his way down her wet body. Kneeling before her, he buried his face between her thighs, his tongue delving into her glistening folds. Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close as she rocked against his eager mouth.

He lapped at her like a man starved, groaning in delight as her addictive taste flooded his senses. Her cries grew louder, echoing off the tiled walls as he stoked the flames of her desire. Just as he felt her starting to tense, signaling her impending release, he pulled back. She whimpered in protest, eyes heavy-lidded and hazy with lust.

“Don’t stop,” she begged breathily, trying to pull him back. “I was so close…”

“I know, baby,” he soothed, his voice rough with arousal. “And you’ll come on my cock instead.”

Rising to his feet, he spun her around and bent her over, her hands braced against the cold tile. The steam swirled around them as he repositioned her hips, the head of his thick shaft nudging insistently at her slick entrance.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me,” he groaned, slowly easing himself inside her welcoming heat. “I love how ready you are for me.”

She pushed back against him, taking him to the hilt. “Mmm, yes, I need you. Stretch me, fill me, make me yours.”

He set a fast, hard pace, his thick length sliding in and out of her clenching passage. Each deep thrust forced a high keen of pleasure from her throat, the sound bouncing off the shower walls. Water streamed down their bodies, pounding onto them in a soothing rhythm.

“Harder,” she demanded, valiantly meeting him thrust for thrust. “I can take it.”

He complied, pounding into her with enough force to rattle the fixtures. The wet slap of skin on skin combined with their mingled moans created a lewd symphony. She could feel her climax building rapidly, her inner walls fluttering around his pistoning member.

“Are you gonna come for me?” he growled, one calloused hand snaking around her hip to rub her aching clit. “I can feel you squeezing me like a vise.”

“Yes, fuck yes!” she wailed, the dual sensations of his thick cock and fingers sending her careening over the edge. pleasure crashed over her in unrelenting waves, her sight whiting out and heart nearly beating out of her chest.

A few more erratic thrusts and he followed right behind her, his hot seed spurting deep inside her welcoming womb. She shuddered and clenched around him, milking him for every last drop as they rode out the aftershocks.

He carefully withdrew from her and wrapped his arms around her trembling form, holding her close as he peppered her neck and shoulders with sating kisses. She luxuriated in the feeling of his strong embrace, utterly sated and boneless from their intense coupling.

They lingered in the shower, content to just bask in each other’s presence as the water slowly cooled. She lazily trailed her hands over his muscular chest, tracing the lines and valley of his abs while he washed the suds from her hair. Their eyes met and held, soft smiles playing on their lips. In that moment, everything felt perfect.

Finally, the water turned cold, signaling that their shower fun needed to come to an end. He turned off the faucet and reached for a plush towel, wrapping her up in its fluffy warmth. Gently pushing a few damp strands of hair back from her face, he took a moment just to appreciate how beautiful she looked right then, face still flushed, hair tousled, eyes full of satisfaction. Her skin glowed, and the towel hugged her curves.

“I love you,” he murmured, voice filled with tenderness and emotion. “You’re stunning.”

She beamed at him, reaching up to softly kiss him. “I love you too. And feel pretty damn gorgeous at the moment.”

They gathered their scattered clothing and a few minutes later, headed to the bed, limbs entwined. He pulled the covers back and she climbed in, yawning and stretching like a contented cat. He quickly joined her, gathering her into his warm embrace and tucking her head into the crook of his shoulder.

She let out a slow, happy sigh, fitting herself perfectly against him. “Now that’s the perfect way to start the day,” she said drowsily, her eyes slowly drooping as she started to drift off, surrounded by his masculine scent and heat.

He knew he wouldn’t be far behind her, completely satisfied and at peace. The alarm clock read 7:32am. She’d always be the perfect start to his day, for as long as he lived. Through rain or shine, happiness or sorrow, she was his forever.

And as they drifted off to sleep, exhaustion finally catching up to them, all was right in their little world.