Chapter 03 - My Demanding MILF Neighbors
Author's Notes
The plot thickens and our erotic adventures grow.
Sharing our experiences allows readers to
vicariously live our sexual growth and experiences
from young adult to today; including my marriage to Jill, and our marriage to Jana. Highlights of our lifestyle include size queens, big thick cocks, threesomes, moresomes, double-breasted mattress thrashers, large breasts, private sex clubs, and plenty of carnal knowledge!
All characters and partners are at least eighteen years old. Comments are welcome.
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Until college I lived with my parents and my two sisters. We lived in a very promiscuous and engaging neighborhood that vacationed together and held frequent dinner events through the years. At eighteen-years-old I was discovered by two MILF neighbors. From their perspective, I was the TWWF (teenager we will fuck) that they frequently requested my help to do 'chores'.
I carefully and methodically learned how to use my thick strong cock. I got some great teaching and training from two married women and threesomes. They would talk me through and encourage me while I fucked the other. They made sure I understood a potentially jaw and pussy ripping cock could really hurt, and they loved the hurt! My cock was not to punish, but to sooth and satisfy by massaging and touching every imaginal spot inside their pussy: Places most men never reach and some women would discover unexplored sensitive spots deep inside their body. Women that did know about the deep sensations used big black dildos that they lubed up and crammed into their holes.
With me they had a warm pulsing cock with just the right flexibility to handle their movements to wiggle everything into just the 'right spots'. I learned while I am stroking in, they are moving around to take it right where they need it on each stroke. They are not just lying there like some girls 'learned' to do.
Nyla - Sixteen Years Older with Far More Experience
Months before I met Daniella, my first girlfriend, I was coveted by Nyla who lived on the other side of town and was married to my dad's best friend: I was eighteen and she was thirty-four when she wanted to start doing 'chores' together. She was a stunning tall Dutch blond with massive 44EEE/G tits that demanded a great deal of attention. Her cleavage was incredible and I often jerked off to the vision of her at our lake house in a red bikini. I would image her pressing her tits into my face and wrapping her long blond hair around my cock.
I remember my dad always admiring her rack as she walked around, and seeing him adjust his crotch to be more comfortable while around her.
I learned later through pictures on her dresser she was a playmate in the original Chicago Playboy Club. In her bunny outfit, she is appetizing with her tits displayed even bigger pushed up and out - served on a bra platter.
One warm summer morning she called the house and asked if I was available to come over and do a few chores in the yard. "Absolutely, yes!" I was excited to see her big tits. She met me at her front door and I liked the fact she was wearing a thin tank top, no bra, and her tits hypnotically jiggled when she walked.
We went to the backyard and she wanted me to start by raking up some leaves. I was happy to be there and enjoying the scenery up close. After about ten minutes she came out and suggested I take a break and offered me a cool drink. Her tits jiggled toward me and she handed me a tall glass. I took a long sip and started coughing: I thought it was Pepsi, but it was a rum and coke - my first cocktail. She smiled, "You look old enough and I assumed you have had alcohol before. How do you like your first drink with a beautiful woman?"
With a hungry look and in her sexy Dutch accent, "Blake, I notice you are always staring at my 'G girls'. They like the attention and they love to be touched. Do you want to see them and touch them?" She took my glass, put her arms around my neck for full access to her breasts, started aggressively kissing me and pulled my hands to her breasts. It was a lot to take in - her tongue probing my mouth and the heat of her big tits and hard nipple in my hands. I thought I was dreaming and kept aggressively fondling her 'G girls'.
I realized what my chore for the day was when she went for the waist band of my jams—I shuddered and erupted in my jams and stood there mortified. "Very impressive load. It's my fault; I have that effect on men. Let me get you a towel and a pair of my husband's shorts. I will be right back."
As promised, she returned and we sat for a few minutes in silence and drank our cocktails. Then she moved in front of me and pulled her tank top off over her head. "Blake, you naughty boy. See what you did, you made my tank top fall off and made my nipples swell to hard grape-size niblets. Come over here and fondle, kiss, and suck them." Hell yea! I remember how she squirmed when I pinched her straining nipples. It was the first time I had felt a tit and the amazing reaction of a stimulated horny woman.