These are the real sex stories of MILF who is my mom’s best friend she is divorced and she was characterised by a seductive, endearing, and captivating quality.

I am here to share my personal experience of having sex with a more mature woman, as it was beyond my wildest dreams. They possess the ability to manipulate their body, possess wisdom in the bedroom, and are aware of what feels good and what they enjoy. We all have that nagging feeling in the back of our minds that wonders what it would be like to have sex with one of these magnificent creatures.

I am in my twenties and have a fondness for older women. 

It is accurate that I have always harbored an affinity for women who are more mature. When I first began viewing pornography, I would always navigate to the “mature” category, skipping over the other videos and always arriving at the authentic, more experienced women. Those who were confident, seductive, and, I assume, I had always harbored fantasies about these women controlling me and knowing their needs.

I admire a woman who is aware of her preferences and can utilize her body effectively, rather than simply lying still, as some younger women do. MILFS are attractive because they have accepted and valued their bodies. They have matured in a manner that younger women have not, and this mental maturity, both inside and outside of the boudoir, is what interests me the most.

I have known this woman for a few years, and I have always found her to be exceedingly attractive. We have always shared a certain level of chemistry and have occasionally flirted gently with one another. However, our relationship took a dramatic turn when she requested my number to assist her with a task at her residence.

Initially, I did not give it much thought; I simply accepted that this woman was without anyone at home who could provide assistance, and she required my powerful, youthful assistance. It was not until a few days prior to my scheduled visit that my mind began to accelerate, conjuring up all of the fantasies I had always harbored about her. I soon found myself jerking off the thought of her touching my genitals and seeing her body for the first time. I was unable to contain my emotions; I was uncertain about the repercussions of disclosing my attraction to her. However, I was certain that nothing would ever happen for my mother’s sake.

The day passed without incident; however, I was consumed by the desire to sexually assault her. Over the subsequent months, I assisted her with various household tasks. Eventually, we began to communicate more frequently, which evolved into sexting.

It was a delightful experience to cross that threshold with her. She shared with me the length of time it had been since she had a partner, and the conversation quickly shifted to me. She inquired as to whether I was single and the types of women I was attracted to, and I proceeded to spill my guts. I informed her of my admiration for more mature women, with a particular emphasis on MILFs.

She was eager one late night as she detailed what she would do if she could spend one night with someone like me. While reading her messages, I caressed my genitals and expressed my admiration for her beauty and my desire to allow her to perform those actions on me.

At midnight, she inquired whether I would be able to tour her residence. I leaped into my car without hesitation, still putting on my shirt, and drove to her house in the suburbs.

When I arrived at her door, she escorted me inside in a white silk robe, leaving me feeling underdressed. She exuded an air of sophistication and exoticism. We entered her bedroom without exchanging a word. I entered her bedroom on tiptoe and began to undress, as she had instructed us to remain silent because her children were asleep.

I have been informed by several companions that I possess a substantial genitalia, but this milf verified it when I extracted it from my pants. Her eyes were filled with such joy. She removed her silk robe, revealing a tremendous, curvy, and voluptuous figure. Her breasts were full and inviting, and her crotch was simply idyllic. She was everything I had envisioned and more; her body was flawless, and she was adept at utilizing it and me.

We continued to engage in sexual activity until 5 a.m. It was so intense that the hours seemed to pass in a flash. I was able to enter her sweet pussy on numerous occasions, and we even fell asleep together, exhausted from the hours of intense ecstasy.

She arose at 8:00 a.m. to prepare her children and left me in bed. I heard her depart, and she returned approximately 15 minutes later. She returned to the bedroom and inquired whether I would like to shower as well.

We took a shower, and she gave me a blowout. I am convinced that she extracted my essence from my body. The sensations that reverberated through me as her mouth sucked on my genitalia were unparalleled. Her full lips encircling my shaft, the warm water lapping against my body, and my sperm oozing down her throat—it was a heavenly experience.

Since that erotic evening, I have returned to the location on a regular basis, after the children have retired for the night. We engage in a variety of activities, including watching movies, dining on takeout, and enjoying the most fulfilling sexual experience of my life. I have learned a great deal about this woman, and I am still in awe every time I see her naked or have intercourse with her. I have also explored her body.

She is a woman who is incredibly self-assured, kinky, and enjoys pleasing both herself and me. This has been an extraordinary experience, surpassing my longstanding fantasies about milfs.

 

to be continued….