At Last The Milf Of My Dreams

It's not every day you meet a mom like her. I guess I should say a MILF like her, because she is definitely a mother I wanted to fuck. I have lived around the corner from Macy and her family for a few years and there hasn't been a day where I wouldn't stop and gawk at her when she was outside, walking with her 2 daughters, or find an excuse to make small talk when she was nearby. She doted, lovingly on her family, a decent looking husband who was nowhere near her league, and 2 teenage daughters. She was always working in her yard, taking a walk, or visiting with neighbours on the block. I had plenty of opportunities to chat her up and she was always absolutely charming. Not just because she is beautiful, which she certainly is, but because she is such an open book. You can say anything to Macy and she will just listen, while looking at your soul with her big, blue eyes. Of course, I would take advantage of her willingness to chit-chat. I would always "work in my yard", really, I was just waiting for her to walk by, and try to catch a look at her or hopefully a brief conversation.

As the years of our nighbourly friendship went on, we became better friends. Her daughters grew up and got engrossed in a life of their own, and her husband would be gone at work all day, 6 days a week.

She had told me how bored she was being a housewife in an empty house.

I work from home and have no family. I was always available to keep her from getting bored, I made sure of it. It's not that I love her, it's nothing like that. It's that I want to fuck her. She is so hot and so charming. I always masturbated to the thought of her coming over and trying to seduce me. It was kind of a stupid fantasy because she wouldn't have to "TRY to seduce me". It would be simple.

As our conversations on the sidewalk, in front of my house, started to grow longer and more in depth I would start driving the conversation to sex. Not overtly or creepy.

I would just get close to sexual topics and let it happen organically.

One hot, summer morning she started to tell me about having the night alone with her husband, Phil. She was feeling spicy and told me about some new lingerie he bought for her and giving him a fashion show that, she said, 'ended in a sore pussy'.

She is funny and a little crude with her language and humour, which I love. That was the moment when things started to change in our conversations. Soon they became much sexier. She seemed to love telling me little tidbits of her sex life with Phil and she would want all the details about my recent date or booty call with my ex-girlfriend.

I don't really know when it started to become lunch at my house instead of chatting on the sidewalk or in my driveway, but it did. We were so close, and sometimes I reflect on the old days where I would try to steal glances at her and make up excuses to stop her to talk. Now it's a quick text and she's in my kitchen.

One afternoon Macy and I were sitting on my couch, having just finished some sub par chicken salad sandwiches that I had bought from Wal-Mart, when we started

into some juicy sex talk. She told me, with a little bit of a blush and a little timidly, that she was masturbating a lot more.

She wasn't usually too timid, and rarely got embarrassed when I would tell her some particularly dirty story about a one-night stand, or a date that gave me road head on the way to dinner. It caught my attention that she seemed a little shy about it. Obviously, she really wanted to tell someone, and that was the type of friendship we had now.

She went on saying that she had seen a girl in a porn video that had 'the hottest body'. She told me that she couldn't stop watching her videos. She even signed up for the woman's Only Fans account.

I asked her if she was turning in to a lesbian on me.

"NO! But I would definitely let her finger me".

We laughed and I had her look the girl up and show me. We were scrolling through videos on Macy's phone when she stopped on one,

"this is the one that started it". she told me excitedly. She hit play and we watched this petite brunette, with an incredible body, masturbating with a thick white dildo.

"Hot right?" Macy asked as we were both watching it, a little too intently.

"UH yeah, VERY" I managed to spit out while thinking 'Oh my god I'm watching porn with my hot neighbour, while she tells me she rubs one out to this internet slut'.

I know my shallow breathing was betraying my ability to play it cool here. Macy noticed to and stopped the video and said in a small, breathy voice

"what do you think?"

"You're right, she's stunning. She's no Macy, but she's stunning." I revealed, honestly.

That was it, I said it. It's the first time I had revealed, at least with words, that I found Macy attractive.

"She's no Macy?" she asked with a chuckle.

"Yeah, you're hotter than her." I replied.

"No way! She's got the perfect body, the perfect hair, the perfect pussy" Macy said with a flirty laugh.

"Well, I can't speak for your pussy, but you have a better body from what I can tell. I guess I better see you naked, that way we can settle this".

Yeah, that's right, I just dropped that bomb on her. I had just a moment to think of all the ways I just fucked this up when she pierced me with those commanding blue eyes and said

"fine, I'll prove it".

Macy stood up, confidently. Whatever timidness there had been was gone. She was wearing an old, oversized American Eagle t-shirt that she grabbed from the

bottom and lifted. As the shirt went up, I could see a little bit of a tummy that was soft, but flat. She looked damn good. The shirt came up over her big, jiggly tits.

I remember a conversation we had about her not getting implants 'Unlike everyone else in the neighbourhood'. She didn't need them, she was not waifish or skinny.

She certainly wasn't fat. She was perfect. Her shirt came off and she looked even better than she did in my fantasies.

"Yep, I was right, you have a better body than her". I said without a hint of a lie.

"You haven't seen the bottom half. I have a big fat ass".

She no sooner said the words than turned around and yanked down her loose fitting sweat pants.

I had seen her in more revealing clothes plenty of times and I knew that her ass was better than she was letting on.

When the baggy sweats rounded her plump ass, it popped out from the elastic waistband and sat proudly on display. She was wearing mismatched bra and underwear. Her expensive looking bra was beige and her skimpy underwear, that could barely contain her ample butt, were black with a little pink trim.

I must've looked like I had just seen what was in the briefcase in Pulp Fiction. I know my mouth was open and I don't think I blinked for at least 3 minutes.

She was now bent down and pulling her sweats off of her ankles. In that bent over position I could see those poor black underpants hanging on for dear life.

They were pulled tight around her incredible ass and her round cheeks hung out the bottom, where I could distinctly see the outline of her pussy.

I don't know how I didn't have a heart attack, but I know I could hear my heartbeat in my ears.

Macy stood upright and flung her discarded pants over next to her shirt. She turned on her toes and looked at me with those captivating eyes.

"Well, now you can see it all. Just try and tell me I have a better body than her, and I'll call you a liar." she said playfully.

"You have a better body than her." I said without hesitation.

"Liar" she retorted with a giggle.

"You really do have a stunning figure." I told her honestly. And she did. Macy's short, but her shapely legs make her look proportional. Like I said, her ass was a plump work of art. But those tits. My god those tits. She had the perfect set.

"Well, thanks." she said, sounding genuinely grateful for the compliment. "You can see why I'm so obsessed with Bella." Bella was the name of the internet slut that had enchanted Macy. "She's so skinny and firm."

"Yeah, she's skinny and firm." I agreed. "But she's a little too small and featureless compared to you. You have the nicest looking boobs I've ever seen." I told her admiringly.

"Really?!" Macy replied with amazement. "You've seen a lot of girl's boobs!"

I laughed and agreed that I had indeed seen a lot of girl's boobs and that in my expert opinion, hers were the best. And it wasn't even close.

"Obviously I haven't seen you totally naked, but you really are the hottest woman I've ever seen." I told her, as she stood on full display in front of me. She didn't respond to that with words. She just reached back with both hands and unhooked her bra. Quite effortlessly. I don't know how the hell women do that!

The generously cupped bra fell of her big, perfect tits and they dropped down. But not as far as I would've thought for a mom of two. They looked every bit as impressive as I expected.

She was fair skinned and they were pale with big, pink nipples that sat perfectly on the front of her tits. Not pointing down to the floor.

I could feel my pork sword starting to harden in my jeans and I was doing my best to ignore my primal desire to grab her huge milkers.

While I sat there wordless, wrestling with my urges, she slid her thumbs into the top of her black underwear, which were digging into her soft, fleshy hips. In a single, sexy move she pulled them over her curvy ass and past her thick thighs. They hit the floor around her ankles and all I could do is stare at the long lips hanging down between those magnificent thighs.

Her pussy was perfectly waxed, and looked smoother than a wet dolphin. She took a couple of steps towards me, before I could even speak. She got right up close to me.

"Touch my pussy and tell me how much you want it." the sexy, syrupy words drizzled from her lips.

My hands were trembling. I was in total astonishment. I had touched plenty of panty hamsters in my time, but I can't remember one that I wanted to touch so badly.

I reached out my trembling hand, with my hog at full attention now. I touched it softly and apprehensively. I didn't want to just dive right in.

I slid my finger slowly from the top, where the split started. As I did, she widened her stance, to give me better access. Her pussy lips were mighty. I didn't expect that.

In all of the fantasies I had about Macy I never imagined that she would have such meat curtains.

Everything was absolutely silent. I could tell both of us were holding our breath. As I slid my finger lower, parting her beefy labia she pushed her hips forward.

Practically begging me to go further. All I could think in that moment was how I didn't see this coming. Of course, I desperately wanted it, but it came out of nowhere.

At no point did I feel bad about Phil. I knew she loved him and that they were happy, but I also knew she was bored and wanted something to look forward to.

I had my index finger in the protective pocket made by her impressive lips, and my thumb was making slow circles around her unusually big clit. I was a little shocked at just how well-endowed she was. How did she keep this contained, hiding all this meat downstairs?

It seemed like the entire universe had halted, just for this. Completely silent. Just my finger feeling the slippery heat of her hole. My well encapsulated finger adventured near the hot, wet opening of her body and my thumb had a mind of its own. It was now moving side to side over her protruding clit, popping past it with every stroke.

"I want you so fucking bad" I managed to say. It was true, but the words barely came out as a whisper in the echoing silence of my living room.

"I know" Macy said as she bent her head down to meet my face.

I sat on the couch with a diamond hard serpent in my pants. She kissed me.

SHE KISSED ME!

It was everything I ever dreamed it would be and as our tongues began their slow dance in each other's mouth, her white-hot pussy turned into a waterfall.

Time was motionless. I was doing my best to burn this memory into my mind forever, when she pushed on my chest and laid me back on the couch. My hand fell away from her welcoming pussy and she leaned over to help me out of my silky, orange parachute pants. We worked together to get my flamboyant pants off of me and onto the floor. She was looking at the tent I made, in my zebra print briefs, like a hungry lioness stalking her prey.

I was acutely aware, in this moment, that I have a very big meat hammer. There had been a couple of times that random girls from the bar or a house party had been unable to take it inside of them. Some girls had looked at it with fear. I worried that this could be a deal breaker for the woman I had waited so long for. She grabbed the waistband and pulled. My thick dong sprung out of captivity like a striking cobra. Macy gasped and couldn't hold back a lecherous smile.

"Holy shit!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I want that monster in me!" She fell to her knees in front of me, as if she were worshiping the mighty beast. "a big cock for a big pussy" she said, then put her soft lips over the engorged head and slid as much of it as she could into her ravenous mouth.

She had her hand around the base, her fingers not quite meeting around the girth of it, working it up and down from my tight balls to her chin, stroking what was left, while sucking what she could. I was enraptured. This was more than I could've asked for. She wasn't scared of the massive gristle missile that I was wielding. Not like other girls had been. She seemed genuinely happy about it.

After being satisfied by the amount of natural lubricant she had just covered half of my beef with, she slowly slid it out of her mouth, stood up and straddled me. Her thick thighs spread wide to kneel on either side of my muscular legs. I quickly pulled my worn Phineas and Ferb t-shirt off and lay bare under her. As she briefly hovered over me, I could feel the incredible heat of her willing cunt radiating.

"I'm so fucking wet" she proclaimed.

Then she lowered her wide hips and grabbed me by the dong, guiding it skillfully towards her dripping, lippy hole. With her free hand she spread her long, cumbersome labia out of the way to accept the prize she so desperately desired. The bulbous head of my enormous manhood contacted the entrance to her body and my ecstasy was total. I couldn't remember wanting anything more than this.

My cock was covered in her warm spit and her yearning kitty was absolutely soaking. She slid down over the head as it pushed its way into her.

"Is it too big for you?" I asked with genuine concern. I reckoned it would be a tight fit.

"I've had kids" she said with an adorable giggle. "I'm sure it will fit".

As she settled her body weight down onto me, she gave an involuntary moan.

"Fuck! You stretch me so good. finally, a man with a real cock." she declared.

Instinct took over and we began to rhythmically gyrate, as if we had been doing this for years. I could feel her long clit smashing down on my pelvis with every move. I looked at her beautiful face and saw the look of pure delight. Her enchanting, blue eyes were closed and her perfect lips were parted. She was breathing slowly out of her mouth, concentrating on the moment. The sensitive tip of my cock was bottomed out against her cervix and she was moving in a way that made it feel absolutely surreal.

This was perfection. It's all I had ever wanted. We continued to grind our most sensitive parts into each other when she unexpectedly lifted herself off of my pulsing, veiny ham dagger and put it back in her mouth. She gave it several wet slurps. Then, just as unexpectedly, it was back inside of her, now gaping, pussy. Sliding back into her hot, wet embrace without a hint of trouble.

This time, the slow rhythm gave way to a bounce that had my long, thick shaft sliding almost all the way out of her, feeling the coolness of the air. Then pounding back into the warmth where it belonged. Up and down, she bobbed. Getting faster and harder as moans and gasps fell from her open mouth.

As she impaled herself on me, she reached behind her and gripped my round balls, drawn tight in their leather satchel.

Gently she kneaded them as my diamond hard member slammed, repeatedly into the door of her womb. She seemed to be loving the hard pounding.

She kept dropping her weight hard onto me, causing the end of my bulging cock head to deform against her insides. She let go of my heavy balls and her finger found its way into her ass.

As she pushed her slender digit up her relaxed ass hole, I could feel it tighten her and rub against the underside of my jack hammering cock.

Macy was moaning loudly now. Her long pussy lips gripping around the immense girth of my shaft while she rode me like a jockey.

With every rise up off of my shaft I would meet her with a hard upward thrust of my hips. We were sweating and grunting like animals.

"Fuck me hard" she begged.

She rose up high on her knees and let me do the pounding while her gushing pussy hovered, taking the beating willingly.

The finger up her ass was now two. She was pumping them in and out, all the while I could feel it against my rigid meat. Separated by only a small amount of tissue.

The feeling was absolutely magical and I was making guttural sounds, giving her sloppy box all I had.

"You're a such a hot MILF" I said in broken pants of delight.

"Oh god, fuck my MILF pussy" She replied. "your huge cock is amazing" continuing to spur me on with dirty encouragement.

Crude dirty talk was pouring from her lips now. things like 'Rearrange my fucking insides' and 'Hammer my big mom pussy'.

I gave her exactly what she asked for, every concrete inch of me. I felt her pussy go from open and accepting, to a tight push that almost evicted my cock from its wet home.

With a feral squeal, liquid gushed from inside her. She was holding herself up on my chest and her long, acrylic finger nails dug into the firm meat.

"Oh fuck...fuck...FUCK!" she exclaimed with each hard thrust.

She was cumming and I wasn't far behind. I reached out and gathered a handful of her soft, blonde hair. When I pulled it hard back her pussy exploded with another round of hot wetness.

"Oh my god, your cock is so fucking big! Cum inside of me" She insisted in a breathy voice.

The moment when I would grant her wish was almost on me. It felt like I was holding back a dam. My aching balls were drawn up against my body and I was repeatedly slamming the tender head of my engorged bacon bazooka into her, scrambling her eggs. A few more strokes and I would erupt.

"Cum inside of me!" she repeated, almost begging.

I couldn't respond to her dirty talk. I was completely out of breath. She kept going with the filthy things she was saying.

How she wouldn't be able to walk after this and how her pussy had never been so full before. All of it was too much. The flood gates were open and I began shooting hot loads into her. I was grunting and lurching as I unloaded. She was in heaven. I was in heaven. We were both cumming and it was a wet, hot mess.

My heavy pounding was slowing as I became paralyzed with ecstasy, except for the ropes of baby batter that I was shooting directly, into what felt like, her fallopian tubes.

Macy took back over and wriggled her hips while I was transfixed and erupting like an oversexed volcano.

"That's right, gimme all that cum baby" she said in a commanding voice.

I did as I was instructed and when the chamber was finally empty I relaxed my body and let go of the fistful of hair I had been clinging to. She dropped her head down and kissed me passionately, keeping my softening manhood inside of her.

"I wish you would've told me years ago that you had a cock like this." she said.