Lyra was a beautiful, mature woman. She was really voluptuous in every sense.
Her breasts, with inverted nipples, were not fully perky, were sagging and extremely soft. Her asscheeks were plump – even the slightest spanking would leave a red mark. Unlike Celine, she didn’t have a slim belly but had fat that was soft to touch.
With her beautiful face and motherly body, she truly was the epitome of Milf.
As Lucian was parting her curly black pubes to reveal her cheating pussy, his forearm pressed against her chubby thighs, while his other hand rubbed her fatty belly.
“Wh-why are you keep rubbing me there?”
She struggled to pushed Lucian’s hand away from her belly which caused tingling all over her body.
“Because I like the way your fat shakes!”
Lucian replied, grinning.
Lyra couldn’t believe how vulgar this young man was. He was practically devouring her pussy as if it were the last meal he’d ever have.
“Mhhh~! No… wait… don’t do that… don’t lick there… it’s… it’s…”
Lyra moaned, her honey-colored eyes rolling back in pleasure.
Lucian ignored her pleas, his tongue tracing circles around her clit.
Squelch~ lickkk~
flick~ schlurp~~
He could feel her wetness growing by the second, her sweet juices dripping onto his tongue.
“Is this where Arden came out?”
Lucian teased as his tongue delved deeper into Lyra’s hairy mound, parting her curly black pubic hair to reach her glistening folds.
His crimson eyes glinted with mischief as he watched her reactions, savoring every twitch and gasp.
“Ahhh~! No… please… don’t say such…”
Lyra moaned, her honey-colored eyes fluttering closed as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Slurp~ Lick~ Suck~
laaapping~~~
Lucian’s tongue moved along her slit, alternating between long and slow licks.
“Mmmm… you taste so good, Lyra,”
he murmured against her flesh, his hot breath sending shivers up her spine.
“Ohhhh~! Wait… it’s… it’s too much… I’m…”
Just as she was about to reach her climax, Lucian pulled away, grinning.
“Not yet! I’ve already said that I’m not “forcing” you, so you’ve to beg me to continue.
But you haven’t begged for it. And also you’ve not thanked me for keeping my mouth shut.
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So, I want you to beg me… to make you cum.”
Lyra stared at him in disbelief, her honey-colored eyes glazed over with lust,
“You’re… you’re cruel, Lucian.”
“Am I? Then beg me. Beg me to fuck you with my cock and make you cum. Otherwise, I’ll just keep teasing you like this.”
“No… I won’t beg… it’s… it’s… wrong…”
Lyra stammered, her face flushed with shame.
Lucian smirked, his crimson eyes glinting with mischief,
“Heh! We’ll see about that.”
He lowered his head once more, his tongue darting out to lap at her glistening folds. His nose brushed against her swollen clit, sending shivers through Lyra’s body.
As his tongue explored her depths, he slowly inserted two fingers into her dripping pussy.
sluuurp… thruuust~ schlurp~~
“Ahhh~! ohhh… ngmmhh…”
Lyra cried out, her back arching off the floor.
Lucian’s fingers curled inside her, searching for that special spot. His tongue continued its relentless assault on her sensitive flesh, alternating between long, slow licks and quick flicks.
Squelch~ Slurp~ lick~
His nose pressed firmly against her clit, providing constant stimulation as he devoured her c*nt.
Lyra’s body trembled, her honey-colored eyes wide with frustration as Lucian pulled away once again.
“Ah.. Huu… ugnmhhmm~”
Her chest heaved, her ample breasts rising and falling with each ragged breath. Sweat glistened on her milky skin, highlighting the curves of her voluptuous figure.
However, just as she was about to reach her orgasm again, Lucian abruptly stopped — pulling his fingers out.
“Why… why did you sto–?”
she whimpered, but midway, she abruptly stopped as she suddenly remembered that she shouldn’t be enjoying this!
Lucian smirked, his crimson eyes gleaming with mischief,
“I told you, you need to beg for it. So say it… I want to hear you say it.”
Lyra bit her lower lip, her face flushed with a mixture of shame and arousal. She could feel her pussy throbbing, aching for release. Her inner walls clenched around nothing, desperately seeking that naughty tongue and fingers.
“But I… I can’t…”
she stammered, as she turned her eyes away, but her hands gripped Lucian’s head and tried to press against her pussy.
Lucian grinned as he noticed how she was now silently asking him to continue to lick her.
Her trembling fingers tangled in his white hair, gently but insistently pushing his face towards her dripping c*nt.
Lucian’s grin widened, his crimson eyes glinting with triumph as he observed the internal struggle playing out on Lyra’s flushed face.
The conflict was evident in her honey-colored eyes, but lust was slowly overpowering her guilt.
This was what made MILFs the best and easy to conquer.
Their long-neglected bodies were like dry wood, ready to ignite at the slightest spark of lust. Once aroused fully, once they tasted that forgotten pleasure, they would willingly, eagerly embrace the affairs.
The thrill of the forbidden, combined with years of their pent-up desires, made them insatiable fuckholes.
Lyra was no exception.
Her body had already betrayed her words, her wide hips lifting slightly off the floor, seeking his touch.
“Are you finally ready to beg?”
Lucian asked, his voice husky,
“Come on, Lyra. Just say the words and I’ll give you exactly what you need.”
Lyra whimpered, her honey-colored eyes clouded with lust,
“I… I can’t…”
“Can’t? Or won’t?”
Lucian teased, his hot breath brushing against her sensitive lips through her pubes.
“Mpphhhmm!”
Lyra gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily.
“Just look at how wet you are,”
Lucian murmured, as his fingers traced circles on her inner thighs, purposefully avoiding where she needed him most.
Lyra squirmed, her resolve crumbling with each passing second.
“Your pussy is practically begging for it, even if you won’t.”
He brought his glistening fingers to his lips, licking her juices clean as Lyra watched,
“Just say the word and I’ll make you feel like a virgin again.”
Lyra whimpered, her honey-colored eyes filled with lust as she stared at Lucian’s crimson eyes. Her heart raced as she contemplated the choice before her.
Betray her husband and her son, and give in to the overwhelming pleasure she felt? Or, not?
But she already knew it was impossible for her to refuse now! The sinister young man in front of her had already awakened something deep within her.
A desire she thought she’d buried long ago.
A desire for sex…
For pleasure…
For the thrill of being pounded by a dick…
She couldn’t hold back any longer. She wanted him to fuck her. To make her c*m.
And, she no longer cared about the consequences.
As Lucian’s fingers continued their teasing dance on her pubes, Lyra knew she couldn’t resist any longer. She bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the words that threatened to spill from her lips.
“Fine… pl-please… I…”
But she said, her voice came out as a whisper.
“Louder,”
Lucian demanded,
“I want to hear you beg for it.”
Lyra, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment but the ache between her legs overwhelming any sense of shame, reluctantly let out a shaky plea,
“Please… Lucian… I… I beg you… fuck… fuck me…”
Her heart raced as she said the words, words she never thought she’d say to another man besides her husband. But it only made her pussy even wetter, her throat dry.
As soon as she said, Lucian stood up, towering over Lyra’s trembling body.
With a swift motion, he grasped her ankles, lifting her legs high into the air. He pressed her knees towards her motherly tits, folding her body nearly in half.
This position left her completely exposed, her hairy pussy and puckered asshole on full display.
Lyra’s voluptuous body quivered, her ample breasts pressed against her thighs.
“W-WHAT!!!”
Lyra gasped, her honey-colored eyes widening in shock and embarrassment.
She had never been in such a vulnerable position before, not even with her husband. Her curly black pubic hair did little to hide her wet c*nt.
“Wait… what kind of position…!?”
Lyra began to protest, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement at how this young man seemed to be using her body like a toy.
Lucian’s crimson eyes gleamed with lust as his fat cock dangled and rubbed her pussy lips with each movement.
Lyra’s breath caught in her throat as she felt Lucian’s thick penis rubbing against her sensitive folds.
Her honey-colored eyes met his crimson eyes, filled with a mixture of fear and burning lust.
“Now use your hand to guide my cock into your hungry c*nt,”
Lucian commanded.
Trembling, Lyra reached down between her spread legs. Her fingers brushed against her curly black pubic hair as she grasped Lucian’s throbbing dick. She gasped at how hot and girthy it felt in her hand.
Slowly, hesitantly, she guided the swollen head to her entrance.
Her other hand’s fingers parted her pussy lips, so as the fat tip pressed against her entrance, Lyra let out a soft whimper,
“mhhmm…!”