Note: If you find the idea of interracial sex or older women offensive then this story is not for you. That's why they invented the back button.
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Sarah watched her son's team take the field from her perch at the concession stand. As usual, she had gotten up early before dawn to make dozens of home baked muffins and cookies. As a single mum, she could not afford even the small weekly travel fees that would allow her son to continue with his passion, American football. So instead she had volunteered to help the team raise money through the sales of her cookies and muffins.
Since the divorce from Michael's father, her self-esteem had dropped to all time lows. At forty-six, she was still an average size twelve, but there were more than a few grey hairs sprinkled into the neat ponytail in which she normally wore her dark blonde hair. Of course having born three sons, her body also showed the wear; her abdominal muscles were anything but flat. She had the tell-tale muffin-top that denoted her status as a mum. Her 38C breasts sagged a great deal more than they had when she was twenty-something.
In the past three years since her husband left them for a younger and prettier woman, she had had only a few dates. Her only sexual relief came from the rabbit vibrator she kept hidden beneath her plain white cotton knickers in the chest of drawers. She knew that she needed cock, badly, but she lacked the confidence to actually begin even a casual sexual relationship.
Instead she poured herself into her writing and her sons. Even though Michael's brothers were now away at university and even Michael would be joining them in a few months, she was reluctant to think about how her life would change. The idea of an empty flat and an even emptier life was depressing. So for now she played mummy to the hilt.
What of course Sarah failed to see was how the jumpers she wore to hide her large breasts, jeans that clung tightly to her round bottom, and especially her maturity and experience filled the heads of more than one of Michael's football buddies. The word MILF, mother I'd like to fuck, was one that Michael had learned to hate as his friends, especially the young black guys, on his team spoke about his mum. They had given her a particularly offensive nickname, the Muffin MILF. He hated it.
As Michael approached his team mates, he once again heard the horrid song: Have you seen the muffin MILF, the muffin MILF, the muffin MILF that lives of Drury Lane. The irony was of course that several of his friends had visited their two bedrooms flat which in fact was on Drury Lane in north London. All he hoped was to make it through this final year before university without his mother finding out what they thought of her.
He had actually tried to quit the team at the beginning of the year when he had overheard a couple of the players talking about his mum like that, but his mother thought it was because of the money so she had come up with this whole muffin thing which of course only made it worse...thus the awful song.
Tyreese, the team captain and running back, was the worse. He was almost twenty and would soon be going up to the seniors' team. Michael knew that he was finishing his final courses as a youth worker and had been offered a manager's position with the younger teams. Before the whole MILF thing he had considered Ty one of his friends, but not anymore. They had almost come to blows a couple of games back when Ty had told him that he should consider it all a compliment that his mum was 'still so fuckin' hot.' No one wanted to think of their mum's as hot; not at her age. Hot was his girlfriend, Kelly. At seventeen, with her dark brown hair and eyes and her slim figure, she was perfect.
As usual, the team lost. While the senior team was often in the championship, the juniors and over 18's rarely had even a winning season. Kelly though was waiting for Michael in the stands. She was more than happy to console him one his loss. Normally, he would stick around and help his mum put away the tables in the small storage room and pack whatever leftovers there were into her Mini. But today, he wanted to leave straight away to finally meet Kelly's family.
His mother of course was more than happy to oblige, but when Ty came over and with a huge smile said, 'Mrs Turner, I'd be happy to help you out,' Michael almost decided to stay. The last thing he wanted was his former friend anywhere near his mother. Of course, his mother would hear nothing of it and blindly thanked Ty for his offer. Kissing Michael and Kelly on the cheek, she shooed them away as she turned back to the buff young footballer to direct his efforts.
Ty drug his feet; taking his time to do the simple chores that would clear the area of the concession stand. He was waiting for the rest of the team and coaches to leave to make his move. He had been lusting for this woman for almost a year now, ever since Michael graduated from the juniors team to the over 18's. The moment he saw her, he knew he wanted to sample that mature sweet white pussy. His black cock got hard at the thought every time he saw her. And today was the perfect opportunity.
