Not a MILF!
By DDDDave
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I'm sure we are all aware of the acronym "MILF". Which means "Mother I'd Like to F**K".
Where I live it is Heidi "Hooters" Hagen. She lives in our neighborhood and is the object of the lust of most of the men in the neighborhood. Not that she would have anything to do with them. She's very snobbish and is happily married. But man, is she sexy! And she doesn't mind dressing so that observers can get a look at her body. The rumor is that she worked at Hooters to get thru college and maybe posed for Playboy! Yes, Heidi is a MILF.
Jennifer Barlow was not a MILF! She was the Mom of a friend of mine, Nicole. She was in her late thirties or early forties. Nice enough, but sort of dowdy. Dressed frumpy. She is overweight. But made great cookies! One probably lead to the other. Anyway, the gang hung out at Nicole's place after school as often as not.
One day during our Senior year we were having cookies and Cokes at Nicole's. I took a moment to empty my bladder. And since I was horny I decided to squeeze one out just to relieve the pressure.
What I hadn't realized was that the door had failed to close behind me. And Mrs. Barlow, who had been walking by, saw what I was doing!
So I'm standing there, a handful of tissues in one hand and my dick in the other when Mrs. B pushes the door open and steps up next to me!
Of course I spun away from her and started trying to pull my pants up! I'm scared to death and fumbling badly, trying to zip up and buckle my belt.
Mrs. Barlow put her hand on my arm. "You don't have to be embarrassed," she said. "I know what it's like to be young and horny! And it looks like you have a nice cock, Robin! A very nice cock. A very nice, very big cock!" As I watched she reached out and gently caressed my dick.
"Oh, yes!" she murmured. "Very nice indeed! I haven't seen a cock like this in a very long time!" She is slowly stroking me from root to tip. She has a really nice touch. I hadn't had much experience at this point in my 18 years, but what Mrs. B was doing felt really good!
"So BIG! You are hung like a horse, Robin! I love this gigantic prick!"
Mrs. B snuggles up to me and kisses my cheek while still handling my dick. I can feel her body against me. She is really soft! She's rubbing her groin against my upper leg and now she's got a really good grip on my cock.
"Oh, yes, I do like a big hard cock, Robin!" she's looking down at her hand moving up and down my stiffie.
She is stroking me faster and harder!
"I want you to cum for me, Robin! I want to watch you empty your balls for me! Can you do that? Will you do that? Can I watch you blow a load! Cum for me Robin, cum for me now!" She's talking dirty to me! The only other time a woman, well, a girl really, had touched me it had all been done in silence. In the dark. In the back of a car.
"I need to see you blast a load! Cum for me, Robin!"
It's an order I'm more than happy to obey. I'm on the edge as she speeds up her movements and rubs herself against me harder. I can feel her body as it flexes. Really soft. Large and soft! But that thought fades as I start to cum! With a loud grunt I shoot a rope of cum that soars out and splashes against the toilet tank! The next ones follow that first one before the last few land in the bowl.
"Nice, honey! Very nice!" she says as she brings her hand to her lips and starts to lick off the jizm from her fingers. "Tasty, too!"
Again she kissed me on the cheek and with a flirty wave of her fingers she walks out of the bathroom. It takes me a minute to pull myself together. I buckle up and close my zipper before I rejoin the gang in the kitchen. Mrs. B is there before me but she doesn't pay me any attention.
Well, she does smile secretly at me and makes sure that I see her looking at my crotch! But no one else notices anything as far as I can tell.
As we are leaving Mrs. B makes it a point to tell us all to come back anytime. And she swats my ass as I go by. I don't think anyone sees that but it made me jump!
The next day we are all back. Mrs. B maneuvers me to stay in the kitchen while the others are in the living room watching tv. Standing next to me she slides her hand up my leg until she is caressing my growing hard-on.
Just like yesterday she is snuggled up next to me. I can feel her body from my thigh to my chest. And today I can feel her as she wiggles against me!
"I really liked helping you relieve yourself yesterday, Robin. I'll be happy to help you anytime," she husks in my ear. Her fingers are having the desired effect. In seconds I'm sporting a full blown hard-on! "So nice! So nice and big," she whispers. Both her hands are stroking my hard-on thru my pants.
"Um, yes," she sighed. "You have a nice big cock! I like big cocks!" she tells me. "I've always enjoyed playing with big dicks! Like the one you have!"
"Wait! What are you doing?" I blurt out as she starts to lower my zipper. We're in the kitchen but there is a only a countertop between us and the others in the family room
"Oh, don't worry honey, no one is going to notice what I'm doing!" she reassures me. I see that at least for now she is right. Everyone else is watching TV and chatting. No one is even facing us.
"I want to see you spurt another load. That was so exciting yesterday! You came so much! You spurted so far! And it tasted so good!" She was stroking me harder and faster! Her grip changed from gentle to strong and back again. She is barely touching me now. But then her fingers tighten and she's giving me strong firm strokes that feel amazing! So good!
"Oh, yes, honey," she whispers to me. "Cum for me! I want to see you spurt!" I hadn't even realized that I was on the verge of cumming! But she is right! Looking down, I watch as I ejaculate into her open hand!
There is more than she can hold in one hand. It overflows her palm and drips to the floor. Mrs. Barlow is breathing heavily as she stares at the results of her teasing me.
