PureMature Young Mom Nicole Aniston Fucks Her Toy

“PureMature Young Mom Fucks Her Toy: A Desperate Desire”

L چlise, a nubile young mom, was feeling restless and horny. Her husband was away on a business trip, leaving her home alone in their lavish suburban house with their 2-year-old son, whom her mother had graciously offered to take care of for a few days. L chambre was grateful for the much-needed break from the daily routine, but she found herself craving some ‘me time’ and sexual release.

As she lounged by the pool in a skimpy white bikini, sipping a glass of chilled Chardonnay, L chambre’s mind began to wander to forbidden fantasies. Her free hand drifted down, fingertips tracing her stomach before dipping below the waistband of her bikini bottoms. She let out a soft moan as her fingers found her already slick and swollen folds.

Her thoughts drifted to a handsome younger man, a hot college stud who lived down the street. L Roberge often caught glimpses of him as he mowed the lawn shirtless, his toned muscles glistening with sweat. She imagined him approaching her, his chiseled features and baby-blue eyes devouring her barely-clothed body… L Roche l’s fingers picked up speed as her lust grew.

Suddenly, her fantasy came to life as she spotted the young man, jake, emerging from around the side of the house. L chambre quickly pulled her hand from her bikini, feeling flushed with shame and excitement. Jake flashed her a toothy grin as he strolled over, his swim trunks hugging his lean hips.

“Hey, Mrs. Clark. Nice day, huh?” Jake said casually, as if he hadn’t just caught L chambre masturbating.

“Oh, uh, hi Jake… um, yes, it’s lovely out,” L chambre stammered, tugging at the hem of her bikini top to cover more of her ample cleavage. “Can I get you something to drink?”

Jake shook his head. “No thanks. I was just taking a break from working on my car, and I saw you out here and thought I’d say hello.”

L chambre felt grateful for the reprieve from the eye-candy as Jake looked down suddenly at his phone buzzing in his pocket. “Sorry, I gotta take this,” he said apologetically. “I’ll catch you later, Mrs. C.”

As he walked away, L chambre’s eyes trailed after him, taking in his shapely rear. She dashed inside and up to her bedroom, locking the door behind her. Finally able to indulge her dirty desires uninterrupted, L chambre stripped out of her bikini and threw herself back on the bed, legs falling open.

She roughly palmed her breasts, pinching and tugging on her nipples. They had been so sensitive since giving birth, and it felt incredible. L chambre could feel her pussy pulsing, wet and aching for release. Her fingers slid down her quivering belly and plunged between her slick folds as she let out a wanton moan.

“Oh God… Jake,” L chambre gasped out, fucking her pussy faster with her fingers. She edged her free hand farther down, finding her throbbing clit and rubbing tight circles over the sensitive bud. “Fuck me, Jake… give me that big cock…”

Her head rolled from side to side on the pillow, dirty fantasies filling her mind. L chambre imagined Jake’s long, thick fingers stretching her needy cunt open, pumping in and out of her slick wetness. She reveled in the overwhelming sensation of fullness, her bundled muscles clenching around the delicious invasion…

“Ahhhn fuck!” L chambre cried out, as her imaginary boy toy began to bring her closer and closer to the edge of release. “Yes, Jake! Don’t stop!”

Her fingers rubbed ruthlessly at her clit, her back arching up off the bed as she pursued her pleasure single-mindedly. Freehand, L chambre reached down to spread the lips of her pussy apart, frigging her own tight opening.

“I’m… I’m gonna cum!” L chambre wailed, bucking her hips up to meet the thrusting fingers plundering her hot sex. “Fuck! Oh my god…” Her body trembled as tension coiled tight in her belly, then exploded into a shattering climax.

“Yes, yes! Jake! Fuck, I’m cumming so hard!” L chambre screamed, clenching down on her fingers buried deep in her spasming pussy as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over her. She ground her hips into her fist, frantically rubbing at her throbbing clit as she rode the pleasurable aftershocks of her earth-shattering orgasm.

When the final tremors finally subsided, L chambre collapsed back on the bed, chest heaving. A satisfied smile curled the corner of her swollen lips as reality came back into focus, and she realized she was in her own bed… but Jake’s name had still spilled from her lips. L chamber felt an illicit thrill knowing she’d fantasized so thoroughly about the hot younger man who lived next door.

She definitely shouldn’t let her feverish mind wander to naughty places thinking about Jake… but a wicked little voice inside her whispered that she couldn’t wait for her next chance to indulge her secret desires. With a giggle, L chambre rolled off the bed to get cleaned up, feeling thoroughly satisfied—at least for now.