MILF Paradise System

Chapter 433: Slutty Grandma Gets More Horny

"It’s your husband?" I asked, a dark smirk spreading across my face as I continued slowly thrusting into Olivia’s warm, velvety pussy. Her mature walls clenched tightly around my thick cock with every deep stroke, greedily sucking me in.

The fact that her clueless husband was standing right outside the door only made the moment hotter.

"Ahhh... yes, Alex," Olivia moaned, her voice dripping with lust and irritation. "It’s my stupid husband..."

At that exact moment, her husband’s voice called out again from the other side of the locked door.

"Olivia, baby?"

Olivia’s pussy fluttered hard around my cock at the sound of his voice. She didn’t stop moving her hips, subtly pushing back to meet my thrusts even as she answered him with clear annoyance in her tone.

"What is it?" she snapped, her voice slightly breathless. She didn’t want any interruption in her pleasure, not when my thick cock was stretching her so perfectly.

"Aria told me you’re talking to her boyfriend," her husband said from the other side of the door, his voice laced with suspicion.

"Yeah... I’m talking with him right now," Olivia replied, her voice slightly husky. She looked back over her shoulder at me, her eyes filled with lust as I continued slowly thrusting into her from behind. My thick cock stretched her mature pussy with every deep stroke, and she bit her lip to suppress a moan.

Her husband’s tone quickly turned sharp and angry.

"Honey, I told you that boy doesn’t belong in our family," he snapped. "Just get him out of my house already!"

Olivia’s eyes flashed with irritation. Even as I fucked her, she refused to be spoken to like that. She pushed her thick ass back against me harder, taking my cock deeper as she answered him with cold authority.

"Just shut the hell up," she said sharply. "You don’t order me around. I run this family and this business, not you."

There was a long, awkward silence from the other side of the door. Her husband’s voice returned, now much softer and submissive.

"Sorry, honey... I didn’t mean it like that," he said apologetically. "Please open the door. Let me join the talk. I just want to be part of this."

Olivia let out a quiet, mocking chuckle under her breath. Even while getting fucked by her granddaughter’s boyfriend, she held all the power.

Her husband was nothing more than a pathetic, clueless man standing outside, begging to be let in while his wife’s pussy was being stretched and claimed by another man.

She looked back at me again, her eyes dark with excitement at the twisted situation. Her hips kept rolling back against me, silently urging me to keep fucking her while she dealt with her weak husband.

"Honey, please let me in..." her husband’s voice came from behind the door again, sounding weak and pleading.

Olivia’s face twisted with irritation and disgust.

"I don’t want you anywhere near me. I’ve made that clear many times already. Just go away!" she shouted back coldly, not even trying to hide her annoyance.

She didn’t see her husband as anything anymore. Their marriage had been dead for years, nothing more than a formality for the sake of family appearances. They hadn’t shared a room or a bed in a very long time.

To Olivia, he was barely even a man anymore.

Her husband stayed silent for a few seconds on the other side of the door, clearly hurt. Then we heard his quiet, defeated footsteps slowly walking away down the hallway.

"Ahhh, fuck... that bastard ruined our mood," Olivia growled, clearly pissed off. But instead of killing her arousal, the interruption seemed to do the opposite. Her eyes burned with even more intense lust as she looked back.

"Don’t worry, baby... I’ll make your mood better," I said, slowly pulling my thick cock out of Olivia’s soaked pussy with a wet, obscene sound.

"Ahh... please don’t take it out," Olivia moaned desperately, her voice needy and frustrated as her empty pussy clenched around nothing, already missing the fullness.

I didn’t give her time to complain. I grabbed her wide, child-bearing hips with both hands and roughly flipped her onto her back. Her massive, heavy breasts jiggled wildly with the sudden movement, settling heavily on her chest.

Her soft, mature belly curved invitingly, and her thick thighs fell open, revealing her dripping, swollen pussy.

I leaned down and began kissing her body with hunger, starting from her navel, tasting the warm, soft skin of her belly. I dragged my lips and tongue across her flesh, savoring the mature, womanly taste of her body. Olivia’s skin was slightly salty from sweat, and I could feel the subtle tremble in her stomach as I worshipped her.

Olivia let out a deep, satisfied moan. She placed her hand on the back of my head, gently but firmly guiding me to the spots she loved most. Her fingers threaded through my hair as she directed my mouth across her body.

"Right there, baby... ahhh," she moaned loudly as my tongue found a particularly sensitive area just below her navel, then moved lower toward her dripping pussy. Her thick thighs quivered around my head as I kissed and licked her soft curves, tasting every inch of her mature, experienced body.

"Make me forget that worthless man exists," she hissed, spreading her legs wider. "Fuck me like he never could, Alex. Ruin me."

Her body was burning hotter than before, her pussy dripping even more as the contrast between her pathetic husband and the young, hung man currently between her legs made her wild with desire.

"I’m gonna shove it all in, baby," I growled, gripping my thick, throbbing cock and lining it up with her dripping entrance.

I pushed forward slowly, watching with dark satisfaction as her mature, slightly saggy pussy lips stretched wide around my girth. Inch by inch, I sank deeper into her warm, velvety depths until I was buried to the hilt inside her.

Olivia’s walls fluttered and clenched around me greedily, welcoming every thick inch.