Chapter 166: Meeting My Group Of MILFs

We both fell forward, me on top of Maya, still shooting the last thick ropes inside her, our hips locked tight against her ass, my cock buried to the hilt as her pussy fluttered around me in aftershocks. Her body shook beneath mine, heavy breasts squished against the mattress, her breath coming in ragged sobs of pleasure.

“Ahhh… it’s so warm,” Maya moaned, voice soft and wrecked as this was the first time in a long year she felt a man’s dick and cum inside her. She trembled hard, pussy clenching weakly around my softening cock, milking the final drops, body surrendering completely to the feeling of being filled and bred again after so long.

Asha just watched us, panting, joined together, me breeding her mother right in front of her. She saw every thick spurt disappear into her mother’s pussy, saw the creamy overflow leak out, saw Maya’s body shake and moan like she’d finally found relief after year of emptiness. Asha’s own pussy still leaked my earlier cum slowly down her thighs.

I was satisfied after breeding both mother and daughter, my dick still shooting the last weak spurts of cum deep inside Maya’s warm, mature pussy.

Then suddenly my phone rang on the table, the sharp ringtone cutting through the heavy air of moans and wet sounds.

That must be Tiffany and the others checking up on me, wondering why I didn’t return for so long, I thought.

I pulled out of Maya slowly, my cock slipping free with a wet, obscene sound, still half-hard and slick with our combined juices, cum and pussy wetness coating every inch.

Maya whimpered softly at the emptiness, her pussy clenching around nothing.

I went quickly to pick up the phone—it was Tiffany calling.

“Hey, Alex,” Tiffany said, voice light but edged with concern. “Where are you? You’ve been gone for so long. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, Tiff, everything’s fine,” I said, trying to sound casual as I glanced back at the bed. “I just came to the beach house to change clothes. I’ll be there shortly.”

“Yeah, come fast,” Tiffany said and hung up.

Fuck, I had been here way longer than I thought, lost in breeding these two thick, needy mother and daughter.

Maya lay on her stomach, still breathing heavy, massive ass cheeks still red from my slaps, thick cum leaking slowly from her ruined pussy, body trembling in afterglow.

Asha stayed kneeling beside her, plump body flushed and trembling, pussy still leaking my earlier load down her thighs, innocent eyes wide and dark, looking up at me like she was still waiting for me to fuck her ass or anything else I wanted.

“Sorry, Asha… I have to go,” I said to her, voice low. I had taken her virginity, stretched her tight pussy, filled her womb, but I could fuck her ass later. Right now my MILFs needed me back at the group.

Asha’s plump lips parted slightly, eyes flickering with disappointment and lingering hunger, but she nodded softly, still kneeling there like a good girl, her innocent body marked and claimed, pussy dripping my cum as proof.

I quickly grabbed another pair of Hawaiian shirts and some casual shorts from my trolley bag, threw them on, and got ready.

“I’ll meet you guys later,” I said to them both, my voice low and casual as I closed the door behind me, leaving both mother and daughter in my bed, full of my cum, their bodies marked and claimed.

I made my way down to the lobby. The reception desk was still empty, Shyla wasn’t there, the counter quiet under the golden afternoon light filtering through the big windows. No sign of her pregnant curves or that tight top straining over her juicy boobs. I kept walking out of the beach house and spotted a buggy waiting outside, meant for guests, driver leaning against it in a resort polo.

“Hey, let’s go to the beach,” I said to the driver and quickly got in. He nodded silently, hopped in, and started the engine. The buggy hummed along the sandy path, sea breeze hitting my face, carrying the salt and the faint smell of sunscreen.

Soon, I was close to where my people were hanging out. I hopped out, thanked the driver, and walked over. The group was scattered across mats and towels.

“Hey guys, sorry I’m late,” I said as I reached them. “I had to change my clothes.”

They looked up, concern creasing their faces.

“Hey, what happened?” I asked, moving closer.

Then I saw it, Lan’s husband, Minh, was sitting on a beach mat in the middle, looking pale. Lan hovered over him, checking his cheek with her hand, worry etched across her face. El knelt right beside him, holding a bottle of water, her expression anxious.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“It was my ex,” El spoke up, her voice tight. “He saw Minh and me walking together and got jealous… then he punched Minh. I had to explain to him that we’re just friends.”

I almost laughed out loud. Minh had it coming.

“So you got into a fight, huh?” I asked Minh, keeping my tone light.

Minh glanced at me, then quickly looked away, he couldn’t meet my eyes. He knew I’d seen him and El in that janitor’s room earlier, and the memory made his face burn.

“Alex, don’t tease him,” Tiffany said, giving me a small frown. “Where have you been anyway? Gloria and Brittany came back a long time ago. They said you found them, but then you had something to do.”

“Yeah, I had to change clothes,” I said casually. “They got so dirty.”

I glanced at Lan. She looked right back at me, cheeks turning pink. She knew exactly why my clothes were filthy, from our little adventure alone on that deserted island. The memory flashed between us, and she blushed harder, biting her lip.

“Hey Lan, why don’t you take Minh back to the beach house and let him rest? He doesn’t look like he wants to stay at the beach,” Lily said, voice soft but concerned.

Lan glanced at me, a flicker of sadness crossing her face at the thought of leaving while all the other MILFs got to stay. But she couldn’t say no, Minh was pale and shaky, clearly needing to lie down.

“Honey, let’s go back,” Lan said gently to Minh. He nodded weakly, eyes flicking to me for a second before looking away again.

El seemed perfectly fine with me having seen her and Minh in that janitor’s room earlier, she didn’t care, probably did stuff like that all the time.

Soon, Lan, Minh, and El headed toward the beach house, leaving the rest of us, Tiffany, Lily, Autumn, Brittany, Gloria, and me, on the beach.

The group was alive and joyful again once they got Minh out of there. That motherfucker had it coming—he only came on this trip to get his ass fucked by El and let his thick wife get fucked by me, nothing else.

I looked at Tiffany, Lily, and Autumn being cheerful. They all looked so thick and sexy in their tiny bikinis, curves on full display, and I’d been away from them for so long.

“Hey, Alex,” Tiffany came close, showing off her massive cleavage in her tiny white bikini. “You’ve been ignoring me all day,” she said, grabbing my arm and pushing her soft boobs into me while Lily and the others talked among themselves.

“Do you think I could ignore you?” I said, looking at Tiffany from bottom to top. Her hourglass thick body was getting attention from everyone on the beach, hips swaying as she pressed closer, tits soft and warm against my arm.

She smiled, squeezing my arm tighter. “Good. Don’t even try.”

The sun was still high, waves rolling in, and the vibe was picking back up.

“Mom, let’s eat the sandwiches, I’m hungry,” Brittany said, “and now Alex is here.”

“Yeah, baby, let’s all eat together,” Tiffany said, letting go of my arm so she wouldn’t draw too much attention from the group.

“You got sandwiches?” I asked as we all sat together on the big mat.

“Yeah, we bought sandwiches and drinks, we were waiting for you,” Autumn said, looking at me with a little hunger in her eyes.

“Yeah, let’s eat then,” I said, eyeing the spread they’d bought. I was starving. I’d spent the whole day eating nothing but pussy and ass, I needed real food to get my energy back.

We dug in, passing around sandwiches and cold drinks, the group chatting and laughing again as the sun dipped lower.

“I’m so full,” I said after eating a shit ton of sandwiches, leaning back on the mat with a satisfied groan.

“You were really starving, Alex,” Lily said, looking at me with a small smile.

I just smiled back and glanced at her thick ass, already thinking about how I wanted to eat that next.

“Mom, we need ice cream,” Brittany said, turning to Tiffany. Brittany and Gloria were now fixated on dessert, and probably on getting fucked by my dick later.

“Alex, why don’t we both go and get ice cream for everyone?” Tiffany said, looking at me. She lowered her chest slightly to show off her deep cleavage in that tiny bikini, but I understood perfectly. Getting ice cream meant much more than that.

“Yeah, I think I could eat some ice cream right now,” I said, grinning wide.

“Tell us which flavor you want,” Tiffany asked, turning around to get the flavors from everyone.

The group started calling out—chocolate, vanilla, mango, strawberry—everyone laughing and talking over each other.

This group was so much fun, and I didn’t know what else Tiffany had in mind. She looked at me with that playful glint in her eyes, already standing up and brushing sand off her thick thighs, ready to go get some ice cream. Her tiny white bikini barely contained her massive cleavage as she leaned in close, voice low and teasing.

“Come on, Alex… let’s go before the others finish all the good flavors,” she said, grabbing my hand and tugging me up. The way her hips swayed as she walked ahead told me ice cream was just the excuse, she had something much hotter planned once we were out of sight.

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