Chapter 177: MILFs in Paradise Wants My Body

“I think it’s just the sake, Tiff,” I said, finally resting my hand on her shoulder instead, letting my fingers trail down the smooth skin of her upper arm. Her body felt so hot to the touch, every curve pure fertility, thick and inviting. The way she looked at me with those needy eyes made it clear that if I didn’t let her have me soon, she would just pull my dick out and put it in her pussy right in front of everyone. She wouldn’t care.

“Tiff, check if I feel hot,” I said, my voice low and inviting, giving her the chance she had been waiting for.

She came closer immediately, her massive boobs almost touching my chest, the soft, heavy weight of them brushing my skin as she pressed in. The warm, slick contact sent a fresh jolt through me, her hard nipples grazing my pecs under the water. Autumn paused her teasing on my nipples for a moment, watching Tiffany move in with a small, knowing smirk, her hand resting lightly on my shoulder as if she were happy to share the view.

Tiffany’s eyes locked on mine, dark and hungry, her lips parted slightly as she reached up. Instead of just pressing her palm to my neck like a proper temperature check, she slid her hand slowly over my upper chest, touching the muscle there firmly, then let her fingers trail down lower, teasing my upper body.

“Alex, you feel so hot here,” Tiffany said, her voice low and breathy as she could not stop touching me. Her fingers kept drifting over my chest and shoulders, tracing slow circles as if she were addicted to the feel of my skin. Maybe everyone watching was making her even more lustful than usual. Her cheeks flushed deep pink, her eyes glassy with heat as she pressed closer, her thick body glistening in the steam.

Lily was still pressed tight against my back, pushing her soft, heavy boobs into me while her hands massaged my upper back and shoulders. Her touch was firm but sensual, her thumbs digging into the tight muscles, her fingers kneading deep and making me groan low.

Then suddenly she stopped massaging and slowly wrapped her arms fully around me from behind, keeping them under the water as she got even more aroused from everything happening there.

“Let me massage your core muscles, Alex,” Lily said with a smile.

She slid her hands down to my abs, resting them just above my cock, her fingers splayed wide across my stomach as she pressed her face into my back as if she were fully dependent on me now. She forgot she even had a husband. He was away on a trip, and she did not care about him anymore. She just clung to me, her arms locked tight, letting her heavy tits flatten against my back, her breath hot on my skin.

She kept massaging my lower stomach with her soft hands, slow and seductive strokes under the water, inching lower every few seconds, getting dangerously close to my throbbing dick without quite touching it. Her touch was electric, making my cock pulse harder, the head brushing her fingertips now and then and sending jolts through me.

In front, Tiffany wasn’t stopping either. She pressed her massive boobs into me more, not fully squishing against my chest but closing every bit of space between us. Her nipples dragged across my skin with every breath, hard and aching, her thick body floating closer until her hips brushed mine under the water. She smiled up at me, eyes dark and needy, clearly loving how turned on she was making me.

Brittany and Gloria watched from the side, exchanging a look, half shock and half arousal, as they saw Brittany’s mom so openly lustful, pressing herself into another man right in front of them. Brittany’s dad was nowhere in sight, and here was Tiffany grinding against me like she belonged to me now.

The sight alone made them hornier. Brittany’s plump cheeks flushed deeper, her thighs pressing together under the water. Gloria’s Colombian curves shifted as she bit her lip, both of them stealing glances at me with growing hunger.

Lan stayed a little further back, watching silently, her eyes wide but dark with want. She had not said much yet, but it was clear she wanted to feel me too. Her husband had ditched her yet again, and now she was surrounded by thick, confident MILFs touching and teasing me, her own body flushed and trembling in the steam.

“Tiffany, your boobs are touching Alex’s chest,” Autumn said, her tone half teasing and half jealous as she watched Tiffany press in even closer. “He’s hurt there.”

Autumn’s eyes narrowed slightly. She did not like how Tiffany was now glued to my front, her massive tits squishing against my chest, while Lily stayed pressed tight to my back, her own soft boobs flattened warmly against my spine.

Lily and Autumn were old friends, and Autumn knew Lily and I already had something going on. But Tiffany? That was new, and it clearly sparked some friendly rivalry.

“It’s okay, Autumn,” Tiffany replied smoothly, her voice sweet but smug. “My boobs are soft. They won’t hurt Alex. And he needs something soft touching his chest right now since it hurts there.” She emphasized her point by pressing herself even closer, her heavy, warm breasts molding perfectly to my chest, her nipples hard and dragging across my skin under the water with every breath she took.

“Then I can use my boobs,” Autumn shot back, floating nearer. “I think mine are softer and bigger.” She arched her back slightly, pushing her toned, full breasts forward just enough to make them bob above the waterline, her nipples dark and erect, clearly offering herself as competition.

“No, Autumn, you don’t need to stress,” Tiffany said quickly, smiling up at me while keeping her body firmly against mine. “Alex feels good right now, don’t you, Alex?” She looked up at me with those big, needy eyes, silently begging me to choose her, to say her boobs felt better, to pick her over the others.

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