Chapter 128: Breaking the Thick Asian MILF

“Yes… it will be fun,” I said, smiling dark, stepping closer.

Lan looked at me and then reached behind her back to open the string of her bikini top, fingers fumbling a little.

She was wearing a bikini—she didn’t even need to remove it for bathing, but I guess she had something else in mind, wanting to be fully bare, no barriers.

“I can’t reach it… ugh,” she struggled. The knot was tight from the way her big boobs strained the fabric, making it hard to untie.

“Hey… let me help you,” I said, moving closer behind her, hands sliding up her smooth back, fingers finding the knot and pulling it loose slow.

The top fell forward. Lan caught it quickly, cupping her breasts with her hands, holding the fabric against her chest.

I was still behind her—I pulled her closer, her thick naked back tightly pressed to my chest, skin warm and smooth against me, her body fitting perfect like it belonged there.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, grabbing the soft curve of her stomach, fingers splaying wide, feeling the gentle give of her flesh, pulling her back until there was no space left between us.

“Ahhh… Alex…” she melted into my touch, body relaxing heavy against me, breath hitching as my hard dick poked firm into her ass through the shorts.

I bit her neck—leaning over her shoulder from the side, teeth sinking firm into the soft skin, sucking a mark, tasting the salt and lotion, making her gasp sharp and tremble.

My hands reached forward—taking the bikini top from her grasp, the fabric she was holding over her chest, pulling it away slow and throwing it down on the ground, making her completely exposed from the front.

I kept kissing her neck, biting harder, licking the marks, sucking the pulse point, she was trembling now, whole body shaking subtle, no man had ever pushed her this far, no man had ever made her feel this good, years of neglect pouring out in shivers and soft moans.

I cupped her breasts, squeezing them hard, full and overflowing my palms, thumbs rolling her nipples rough. “Lan… they are so big,” I said, shaking them gentle, watching them bounce.

“Yeah, Alex… they are just too big,” she said soft, voice breathy and a little insecure. “Men stare at them all the time… I didn’t like the looks.”

She was such an innocent wife, saving her sinful body just for her husband, who she didn’t know was gay, never thinking to make advances on other men, keeping herself covered and modest, thinking her curves were too much, unwanted.

I fondled her boobs so good, kneading deep, squeezing the soft flesh, pinching her nipples hard, tugging, rolling them between fingers, making her moan low, back arching into me.

“Should I remove this?” I asked, fingers touching the string of her lower bikini, tugging light at the side tie, meaning to open it, let it fall.

“Hmm…” she gave me permission, trembling in my arms, breath ragged, body pressing back needy, thighs rubbing together.

Man, the background, the atmosphere here was so good—us alone on an island, waterfall roaring behind in a steady crash, mist rising cool from the pool, so much greenery all around, tall trees swaying, bushes thick, so much openness and privacy at the same time, and just us two burning in raw heat, bodies close, hearts pounding, no one to interrupt.

I tugged the string slow. The bikini bottom loosened, giving her space so the fabric could slip down her thick thighs, sliding smooth over the soft flesh, falling to the ground at her feet with a soft rustle.

She was completely naked now, from top to bottom, a mature married woman with a thick body, an innocent married woman who I’d made naked in front of me on a deserted island. She was shivering just at the thought. What was she doing here with a man she’d just met not more than 24 hours ago? But I could see in her body how aroused she was, goosebumps rising across her skin in waves, nipples erect and dark, pointing hard in the air, pussy glistening wet between her thighs, lips swollen and parted slightly, breath coming quick and shallow.

I removed my already open shirt, letting it fall to the ground beside hers, and went for my shorts, lowering them down slow, the waistband catching for a second on my hardness before sliding past, my cock springing free thick and heavy, veins pulsing, head slick with precum, slapping up against my stomach then settling forward.

She realized my dick was in the open now as it touched her bare ass cheek, hot skin on hot skin, my heat connecting to her heat, the thick shaft touching her massive cheeks, head nudging the top of her crack.

She moaned low—body jolting subtle, trying to glance back but couldn’t because of shame, face turning away quick, cheeks burning deep red, eyes squeezing shut like she couldn’t believe she was letting this happen.

I had given her some space when I lowered my shorts. But now I pressed forward again, touching my dick fully on her bare thick ass cheek, grinding slow so she felt every inch slide along her skin, the hard length sliding over her juicy globes, throbbing against her.

She was burning with shame—being like this with a man other than her husband, naked on a deserted island, body exposed, dick pressing into her ass, no hiding, no covering.

I pulled her closer to me—so our bodies were tightly pressed, chest to her back, dick deep between her cheeks, arms wrapping her waist, hands splaying on her soft belly, making her feel more shameful, more owned, more turned on.

I put my fingers in front—making them go lower, sliding slow down her soft belly, tracing the gentle curve, then brushing her bare pussy lips, feeling how swollen and slick they were from everything we’d done, how wet I’d made her.

She was so wet, my fingers got drenched instantly, coated thick and shiny with her juices, dripping down my knuckles as I spread them along her folds, brushing her clit light, feeling it throb under the touch.

I put them up to show her. “See, Lan… how wet you are,” I said, leaning over her shoulder to see her reaction, holding my fingers close to her face.

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