Yummy Mummy – Part 3 – Wet Room – [MILF] [Gentle Femdom] [Female Masturbation]

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Grabbing my purse and car keys off the table outside the laundry room, I quickly made my way towards my car on the drive way. As soon as I make it inside and slam the door I let out a long sigh and push my hair back from my flushed face.

*Wow*. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done. In fact I couldn’t believe how hot it was. I couldn’t believe that was so hot with my son’s best friend! I put my hand to my mouth to stifle a giggle and try and take some deep breaths. My heart was pounding and my knees were shaking with the pure hit of adrenaline rush from taking charge. Seeing him laid out, naked, vulnerable, erect, right in front of me turned me on beyond anything I had imagined. My face flushed an even deeper crimson at the thought of having to walk around the grocery store with a damp patch growing inside my panties.

I’d always known I wanted to try being dominant but I’d never been with anyone who was willing to experience it. My ex husband had practically laughed me out of the bedroom when I’d suggested as much as me administering a light spanking or trying out some dominant dirty talk. But he was different, Zack wanted it, I could tell, he wanted to let go and be submissive to an older woman. I needed it and it felt fucking amazing.

I tried to regain my composure as I turned the key in my car’s ignition. Focussing on the road so I could at least make it to the store in one piece. Would I catch him sniffing my panties again? Did he want to get caught again? Shit. The thought was dangerous but also exciting as hell. After I finished at the store and loading my groceries into my car, I turned on the AC. The air was hot and humid and it did nothing to quell my dirty thoughts of a naked young man stretched across my laundry room table. I’ll just drive home, take a cold shower and curl up with a bottle of wine which is currently cooling in the refrigerator. If he’s there I’ll just keep it be polite, keep it brief and keep my hands to myself.

*Maybe….*

Have they both gone out for the evening? I hope as I pull onto the drive way, relieved to not see any lights on in the house. Taking the bags out of the boot, I scramble around for my key and purse and manage to climb the steps and onto the porch before dumping the shopping on the ground. As I open the door, I drag the shopping bags in and heave them onto the counter. Still no sign of anyone in the house.

‘’Hello! Anyone home? I have food!’’ I shout up to the ceiling, convinced that would stir a response in even the laziest of house guests.

No answer.

I continue on with putting the shopping away, looking forward to an evening of true crime on Netflix, pizza and Pinot Grigio. Once I’ve finished, I pull my heels off and climb the stairs, the thoughts of Zack’s leaking cock still roaming every corner of my mind. Peeling my clothes off in my bedroom I grab a towel from the cupboard on the way to the bathroom. Once inside I turn the shower on, letting it run nice and hot. Tying my hair into a bun, I slip into the shower and close my eyes against the warm water. With my eyes closed all I can see is Zack’s lean body stretched out, his cock solid and swollen, his innocent green eyes wide with pleasure. I quickly find my fingers flicking over the hot mound between my legs. Being able to dominate and nurture a man simultaneously has been my fantasy for a long time. Having the control over his body and being able to give him what he needs drives me wild in ways I cant explain. Having someone so willing to submit to what they need and letting me be the one that can give them that blows my mind. I push my forefinger just inside my slick folds and press against my clitoris, letting out a sigh.

*Fuck! I wish this was Zack’s finger inside me….his thick….long..fingers, gently teasing me, sliding in and out, so hot and wet.*

In fact all I could think about was his cock too, backing up against him under the shower spray. Making him stand still whilst I stretched myself around his swollen girth, bounced back and forth, taking what I want, using his cock for my own pleasure. Yes.

Bending over, letting the warm water caress my buttocks, I sway as I feel the droplets roll down in between my sensitive mound. My fingers slip a little further in between my slick folds as I gyrate my hips, moaning into the steam. The other hand cups my round boob, tugging my nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I bite my bottom lip and tense my thighs, feeling my orgasm gently build, my palm grinding against my pelvis with just the right amount of delicious pressure. I steady myself on the wall, feeling my knees almost buckle as waves of contraction start to move into my womb. I know I shouldn’t but I decide in that very moment that the next time I cum, it’s going to be all over Zack’s cock.

‘’FUUUUUUCK’’ I gasp, almost slipping as I clench around my own fingers. Wave after wave of huge orgasm rips through my body from my finger tips. Hot water splashes out onto the floor as my body writhes and rides the high of pleasure. Quivering and shuddering as my fingers gently stop working against my sensitive hood.

Panting and deep breathing to regain my composure, I turn off the shower. I feel so warm and relaxed now. That was the perfect way to start a cosy night in. Grabbing a large, fluffy warm towel from the radiator, I wrap it round my entire body and giggle at myself in the huge steamed up mirror opposite.

*I cant believe I just made myself cum from thinking about my son’s best friend….I’m terrible!*

My wicked thoughts are abruptly stopped when I hear it. The familiar creak of the floorboard right outside the bathroom door. I’ve heard that sound a thousand times before, I know someone was right there. Listening? Watching? My head spins to the door, its still closed. Grabbing at the slippery door handle, my heart pounds as it takes a couple of tries to open. I step out of the door and look both ways, before just catching the door of the spare bedroom close in the corner of my eye.

*ZACK*

I stand motionless, water still dropping off my body and pooling at my feet. Blood rushes to my head and I feel my stomach churn. He must have heard me, moaning and groaning…..cumming in the shower all over my fingers. The neighbours must have heard me too.

*My God*

My nipples strain against the towel and I feel my pussy swell again. I cant deny that I love the fact Zack had been stood there, just feet away from me as I came. Did he enjoy it as much as I did? Is that big, naughty cock of his hard right now? Taking a deep breath and pulling my towel a little tighter around my chest, I quietly step forward towards his room, unable to stop the mischievous grin spreading across my face.

*When is that naughty boy going to learn? What am I going to do with you?……..*

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