The following is a true story of my first experience with a MILF a number of years ago when I was in my early 20's. To say the least, it was a learning experience and, looking back, a defining moment in my sex life. I learned a lot about pleasing a woman and began my real appreciation for an elegantly dressed woman. I hope you enjoy this and I'd like to hear comments, particularly from women about their experiences. Pegasus
BARBARA Part I
Back in 1972 when I was 23 I met my first MILF. I can only say it was a memorable experience. I was in the Navy, stationed in Florida and lived in a trailer park just off base. Although there were several hot looking young women living there, but with the close surroundings I pretty much minded my own business. Across the street from my trailer was a young couple who I was good friends with and we partied together frequently. Next to them lived a woman named Barbara, who was married to a career Navy man, along with her 5 children.
Living in the Sunshine State I took full advantage of the weather and spent a lot of time outside enjoying the Florida sun, usually wearing flip flops and a pair of jogging shorts. I was athletic and often played ball or Frisbee with the kids in the neighborhood when I wasn't out surfing. Being the friendly type, I always said hello to Barbara and would wave when she would look out on the kids. Even at a distance, it was easy to see she had rather large tits and a pleasing curvy figure. One early October day I was surprised when Barbara came to my door and said she had a favor to ask me. I say surprised, because other than the hellos and waves, we had never really talked. I could not help but notice how attractive she was, finally seeing her close up. She was dressed in a neatly pressed white cotton blouse, tight orange shorts and heels. Her skin was smooth and she didn't need or use a lot of makeup. Here dark hair was medium length and perfectly styled. Even in such casual attire, she was very elegant with just the right touch of jewelry and sensual, with one button left undone on her blouse to allow a teasing view of her cleavage. Her tits were indeed a D-cup, confirming my previous estimates from a distance. Her shorts left little to the imagination as they hugged every curve.
"I came over to ask you a favor," she started, "I have some Christmas presents that I don't want my kids to find and would like to know if I could hide them in your trailer." She noticed my look of hesitation and continued, "I'll make it very worth your while."
That statement confused me a bit. I responded, "I'd be happy to do it just as a friendly neighbor, but," I continued, "My ship is deploying soon and I will not be home for a number of months." I would actually not be back before Christmas.
Barbara looked visibly upset and repeated, "I'll really give you a good deal, but I've been around the Navy long enough and I understand deployments."
We chatted a bit longer, sitting on the steps of my trailer, and I'm sure she noticed my frequent glances at her tits as she said, "We need to become better friends. I agreed with her as she headed back to her trailer. As she opened the door to her trailer she turned and waved, and said, "Talk to you soon." I sat picturing the wonderful wiggle of her ass as she walked away and wondered if she had noticed my cock stirring while we were talking.
The next evening, Saturday, I was home watching TV and just relaxing. I heard a knock at the door and it was my friends from across the street and Barbara. The said they were going to the club for a few drinks and to play some pool and asked me to join them, saying, "Barbara needs a pool partner."
I had planned to begin getting my things together for the upcoming deployment, but then Barbara said, "Pretty please," with a sexy little pout. She was dressed in a black blouse with a couple buttons left open to show off her breasts and a very tight green skirt, cut about six inches above her knees and nice high heels. Just like the previous day, her makeup and hair were flawless and her jewelry added the perfect accent.
There was no way I was going to resist that request so I said, "Give me 10 minutes to get ready and I'll be right out." As I dressed, my mind was racing with erotic thoughts and my cock started responding.
At the club we had a couple beers as we played pool. Barbara and I chatted non-stop when we were not shooting and I had the opportunity to compliment her on her clothes, telling her, "You look stunning. I've never seen you dressed up like this."
My compliment brought a big smile to her face and she thanked me and said, "I like to wear nice feminine clothes, but with the kids I don't get to enjoy dressing like this too often."
Her smile was so beautiful I added, "You smile is radiant too, so I guess you are really enjoying the evening."
"Absolutely, I know it will be a special night."
After a while I noticed every time it was my turn to shoot, Barbara would be at the opposite side of the table facing me. When standing, she would be in a sexy pose showing off her tits and one time, sitting, her skirt rode way up and gave me a clear view of her panty covered beaver. We lost that game and Barbara suggested we all go for a walk on the beach. It was a warm evening so we all immediately agreed.
For the short ride to the beach Barbara and I sat in the back and she moved very close to me and I was able to enjoy her perfume.
"What kind of perfume are you wearing? I really enjoy it; it has a very sensual scent."
She put her hand on my arm and told me the name and said, "Thank you," leaving her resting softly on my arm.
For such a soft touch, I sent lightning bolts through me. I was also treated to a wonderful view of her thighs as her skirt had ridden up well above her knees.
At the beach Barbara had to take her heels off and the two couples strolled along together. I say couples because almost automatically Barbara and I put our arms around each other and she leaned into me more as we walked through the ankle deep water as it receded after a wave broke.
A few minutes later however, Barbara suggested we wade out farther to enjoy the foamy surf. As we inched out slowly to deeper water, Barbara said, "I don't want to get my nice clothes wet. Why don't we just strip down to our underwear? It's just like wearing bathing suits, right?
"Yeah, if you have underwear on," I said, "But I don't want to get arrested."
Barbara playfully called me, "Party pooper," as she headed to the car where she put her clothes ion the back seat. Once free of her clothes she turned to me and asked,"How's that?"
"Beautiful," was all I could say as I saw more of her full tits.
We headed back to the water as Barbara whispered,"I Think not wearing underwear is sexy," and she gave my butt a playful squeeze and kissed cheek.
Soon we were all soaking wet and her thin underwear hid very little. I now could see her big areole with large hard nipples poking through the transparent bra. We were holding on to each other for support against the breaking waves and soon were taking every opportunity to feel each other up. I quickly learned Barbara's tits were very firm and she did not seem to mind me touching them at all, and I certainly did not mind her hand feeling my crotch or ass.
