Hi guys, here’s a new story, The Milf inspired by a friend’s experience. All names, characters, and events portrayed in this work are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings is intended or should be inferred.

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The Beginning

The Milf

Ola and Ayo were at Femi’s house playing video games. they had all been friends since nursery school. They practically grew up in each other’s houses. Now they were 18 and getting ready to go to the University. They all got admission into the same school which was nice.

They loved hanging out at Femi’s house. The older they got, the more they went over there. Femi’s step-mum, Amy was very hot! She was a MILF in her late 40s, she stood about 5’9″ and had a huger rack which were probably 38DD. Those were matched with a toned stomach and legs. She was one of the most beautiful women they had ever seen.

She was watching them from the dinning room were she sat reading a magazine. They could see she was wearing a tight fitting gown. She looked really hot in her outfit and they lost focus occasionally.

Ola waved at her and she waved back. She felt like she raised them all. and now they were going to the university soon. Her husband was always on business trips and currently he was abroad for one of those trips. He was always on business trips, he missed a lot of life events.

She sat there watching these boys play their video games, wearing nothing but joggers, while they laughed and just enjoyed each other’s company. She watched them closely and noticed how toned their bodies were. She was in her prime and alone, well, except for these young, fit and handsome men.

“I can’t be thinking like this!”, she thought to herself. She was tempted to race upstairs and quickly satisfy her urges with her favorite toys she kept in the nightstand right by her bed. But they could only do so much.

The boys finished the round of game they were on and walked up to were she sat.

“Good afternoon ma,” Ola and Ayo said in unison. This was the first time they saw her closely today. Goddamn1 Her tits were about to fall out of her dress. She wasn’t dressed like a mum but definitely like a Milf. They were hoping she didn’t notice how hard they got.

“Hey mum, do we have any food in the house? We’re really hungry” Femi asked.

“Of course! You guys go sit and I’ll bring you some”

Were they staring at my boobs? She thought to herself as she walked away.

She glanced over her shoulder and saw the boys checking out her ass. Her body got warm just thinking of teenagers thinking she was sexy. Then she thought No way! They were like her own kids. She blamed not being fucked in a long time and being very horny. She was definitely pleasuring herself tonight.

She came back into the living room where they were seated, continuing their game, carrying a tray of food and drinks.  Let’s see if they can stop staring now she thought. She stood before each boy and bent in front of each one offering them their plate. She didn’t just lean over. She bent over at the waist, way more than she needed to. She practically shoved her tits in each boys face. Even her own step-son. They tried not to stare without much success. Each boy hoped she didn’t notice the growing bulge in their shorts.

She walked slowly across the room, making sure they got a look at her. She decided to confirm if they were really checking her out. She let the tray fall from her hands.

“Oh damn,” she said. “I swear it seems like I get more clumsy every day.” She bent over slowly to pick up the tray, sticking her ass high up in the air. She glanced between her legs to see them checking her out.

Ola and Ayo couldn’t believe their eyes. It almost felt like she wanted them to check her out. And damn, was that ass so huge. They stared at her some more before turning back to their game.

“You’re all staying the night, right?” They nodded in affirmative and she left the room.

“Guyyyyyyyyyyy, your mum is so hot!!!” Ayo said to Femi as soon as she was out of the room.

“Dude, that’s my mum”

“Fuck that,” Ayo said. “If that was my mom, I’d be all up in that shit.”

Femi shot him a look. “Bullshit.”

“He’s not wrong,” Ola said. “Me, too! What? Are fuckin’ gay or something?” Ola and Ayo laughed.

“Fuck you, man,” Femi chuckled.

“Seriously, dude, have you ever seen her naked?” Ola asked.

“C’mon, man,” Femi said embarrassed.

“You have! You have, you fucker!” Ola observed.

Femi grinned. “Okay, yeah. Fuck, yeah. I was walking into the bathroom just as she was getting out of the shower. I swear to God I didn’t know she was in there!”

“Yeah, right whatever,” Ola said dismissively.

“I’d have fucked her,” Ayo said. “Was she as fucking hot naked as I think she is?”

Femi’s eyes twinkled. “Hotter.” They all hooted and hollered and broke into laughter. Once the laughter died down, Femi continued. “I was never able to catch her again. But she lays out in the backyard topless if nobody’s home. I always sneak in the front door and go back there to see if she’s back there. I’ve done that a bunch of times. She doesn’t know it, but I watch her from my room upstairs and jerk off.”

“Dude! She lays out there topless and you’re just now telling me this?! Fucker! What I wouldn’t give to fuck those titties,” Ola said, backhanding him in the chest. I’d better be getting a call next time she’s out there showing off her titties, fucker. Or some pics. Fuck! Throw a brother a bone!”

“Fuck that! Have you seen her ass? If I could tap that ass she’d scream my name,” Ola said dreamily.

“Who says I don’t have pics?” Femi said with a wicked grin.

Femi took out his phone and started showing off pictures he had taken of his step-mum topless in their backyard without her knowing.

“I’d tear that shit up,” Ola said boldly. “But Mr. Momma’s boy over here hasn’t gotten a whiff of it. He’s too busy jerkin’ off.”

“Well, if she offered to fuck me, I wouldn’t say no,” Femi said with a grin. The three boys laughed at the thought.

Little did they know, she was just around the corner. Her mouth was wide.

Oh my God! Those boys are talking about me! They’re talking about fucking me! Even my own step-son!

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She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The boys she had practically raised were looking at her as a sexual object! She had heard about Milf’s but never thought of herself like that. She had been faithful to her husband since they got married. It never occurred to her that other men might find her desirable, let alone these young, hard bodied men who were in her living room talking about how they would use and abuse her body as a sex toy.

Her own step-son was sharing topless pictures he had taken of her! Her head was swimming. Her body became hot. Her heart started to race. She needed to race upstairs to her bedroom and pull out her toys. But that was always an involved process that would take too long.

Before she knew it, her back was leaning against the kitchen counter. One hand was buried under her gown rubbing her soaked pussy. Her other hand was all over her breasts, squeezing them and tugging at her now erect gumdrop sized nipples. Her eyes were closed while she bit her bottom lip. Being quite aware that they boys were in the other room, she made every effort to keep her moaning to a minimum. But it was tough.

She imagined what those boys might do if they actually had the chance. She initially tried to push those thoughts out of her mind, but it was too late. They had taken over. She imagined three pairs of hands roaming every inch of her body and every orifice filled with hard, young cock. The room was spinning as the heat began to overtake her body.

Ola was the first to lose his lives in the game, as usual. “Fuck this game and fuck you fags,” he said as he stood up and tossed the game controller to the side. “What happened to your mom? Fuck, I’m thirsty!”

“She’s not your servant, bitch. Go get your water yourself,” Femi said without looking up from the screen.

Amy was reaching a fever pitch. She had raised her gown without even thinking about it to give her better access to her engorged clit and trembling pussy.

“Oh my God,” she quietly moaned. “Yes, boys, fuck my holes, fuck all my holes. Hmmmmmmm, yes, just like that. Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Hmmmmmmmm, yes, cum for me. Cover me with your cum, boys. Uhhh huhhhh! Yes! Oh fuck! Ughhhhhhh!”

Amy’s knees went weak as an orgasmic wave washed across her body. She continued to flick at her clit until the wave began to pull away.

That will do for now, until I can climb into bed tonight and really scratch that itch.

Her heart was still racing when she removed her soaked hand from underneath her gown and released her breast from her own grip. The room stopped spinning and she finally opened her eyes.

“Oh! Shit! Ola! How long have you been standing there?!” There he stood on the other side of the kitchen. He was wearing an evil grin and holding a massive, hard cock in his hands. It glistened with what she had to assume was precum. His shorts were lowered and he was slowly stroking himself.

“Long enough to get a hard on,” he said grinning.

Her body went hot again, this time from embarrassment. “Oh my God! P-p-put that thing away!” She said it but she wasn’t sure she meant it. It was the biggest cock she’d ever seen! Not that she had seen a lot. But, my God, this thing was massive!

“Are you sure you want me to? You were fingering yourself and moaning about boys covering you with cum. Are you sure you want me to put it away?” He asked as he moved closer.

“Y-y-yes, of course,” she said without conviction.

He was standing in front of her now. “Are you sure?” He grabbed her still wet hand and pulled it towards him, placing it on his cock. She wrapped her hand around it. She felt the veins pump with energy. It was the first cock she’d touched other than her husband’s since marrying him. It felt even bigger in her hand than it looked. “Are you sure?” He asked again.

She looked up at him. “N-n-no. No,” she sighed. Her gaze turned downward. She watched as she stroked his cock. She couldn’t get over its size.

“Let’s get a look at these tits,” he said as he reached behind her and freed them. He reached up with both hands and grabbed them. They were heavy and firm. “Wow. Awesome. Fucking awesome,” he said as he played with them.

She felt the heat of embarrassment fading away, only to be replaced with the heat of lust again.

This is so wrong. Is this really happening? I’m stroking my son’s best friend’s cock. He’s grabbing my tits! But…but…oh my God, it feels so good!

She looked back up at him, still tugging him. “Do you like my tits?”

“Fucking right I do! They’re perfect.”

This young man she had watched grow up in her own home desired her. “Would you like to fuck them? Would you like to fuck my tits?” she purred.

Her tone caught him off guard. “Seriously?”

Without a word she lowered herself in front of him until she was on her knees. She grabbed the base of his cock and looked up into his face. She began to slowly stroke it. Her tiny hands barely wrapped around it.

I can’t wait for him to fuck me! she thought to herself.

She licked her lips and moved her face closer. She tenderly kissed the tip and backed away. She stared at it. She moved back in and took the head in, running circles around it with her tongue. The feeling momentarily took his breath away. She smiled.

She quickly took it out of her mouth and pointed it skyward. She licked the underside from balls to tip, then circled the tip with her tongue. She drew her head back one last time and licked her lips. Then she moved in for the kill, taking it fully into her mouth until the tip hit the back of her throat.

Ola’s head flew back at the feeling of her hot mouth wrapped around the shaft of my tool. “Holy fuck!” he said way louder than he had intended.

While one of Amy’s hand held the base of his shaft, the second hand, without her even consciously thinking about it, slipped through her gown and began to rub her excited clit. Her pussy was so wet!

Her head bobbed on his cock while her hand pounded her own clit. She hadn’t given a blow job in over 6 months, let alone deep throat a cock. He tasted differently than her husband, David, more salty. She could only take in about three-quarters of it before it hit the back of her throat. She could easily deep throat David, his cock was much smaller and thinner. That is, when he found the time to be intimate with her. But she was never going to deep throat this monster.

She felt her body getting warm. She arranged her body so she could put two fingers up her dripping wet slit. She was sucking him harder and harder. She could feel him starting to throb more in her mouth.

Her punishment of her own pussy was getting more aggressive. Her grip on Ola’s cock was firm. Her breathing was becoming more labored. Her cunt was beginning to tremble around her own fingers. The pace of her fingering became more frantic.

“Hmmmmmmmmmm! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!” Her body began to spasm. She gripped his cock as if it was the only thing keeping her from falling over.

Is she having an orgasm while she’s giving me a blow job?! Holy shit! Ola thought to himself.

Her moaning and trembling finally quieted down. She went back to focusing on the cock in her mouth.

Not that it mattered to Ola. She could feel it pulse in her mouth. “Oh my God, you’re gonna make me cum. I’m gonna cum in your mouth!” He panted.

She quickly released him. “Oh no you don’t. Not until you fuck these tits,” she said seductively.

She proceeded to tightly wrap her massive globes around his throbbing cock. They felt warm and soft, like two warm pillows wrapping around it. She dropped a stream of saliva down onto the tip and into her cleavage. She looked up into his eyes with a grin, squeezed her tits together, and began to bounce.

The head of his cock popped in and out of the top of her cleavage like a gopher. It felt amazing! Better than he had ever imagined. He began to buck his hips as if he was fucking her pussy. He was close to cumming when he was in her mouth. This was a dream come true.

“Oh…fuck! I can’t…last…much…longer,” he moaned.

“Shhhhhhh,” she hushed. “We don’t want the others to hear.” She paused. “Now cum for me, baby. Cover my tits with your hot cum. I know you’ve dreamed about it. Cum on, baby, let me see you cum on my tits.”

She didn’t have to ask twice. He gripped the edge of the counter and pumped his hips hard. The first spurt shot up her throat and splattered under her chin. She removed him from her tits and grabbed his pulsing cock tight. She started to stroke it firm and fast, waving it over her tits like a hose. Hot, sticky cum pumped out onto her chest in what seemed like gallons.

Ola found it hard to breath as the throbbing slowed. He felt like he had just run a marathon. He straightened up and looked down. He had done my job. Her tits were covered with a gooey, white substance. She brought a breast to her mouth and began to lap at it with her tongue.

“Hmmmmmmm, my, my, so much sweet, salty cum,” she said with a crooked grin. “You made a mess. I hope you saved some for later.”

Later?! Hell yeah! he thought.

“There’s plenty more where that came from,” he said smiling back at her. “Oh, good,” she purred. She paused. “Go grab Ayo, please. Be discreet.”

Ayo? Is she… 

He pulled up his shorts and headed for the living room as she pulled herself up from her knees.

My gawd?! Am I really going to do this? I just let my son’s best friend cover my tits in cum! I can put a stop to this right now. But I’ve gone this far. And I want a cock. Inside me. Now!

“Yo, Ayo. Can you help me out for a sec, bud?” Ola asked standing at the entrance to the living room.

Ayo had lost the last of his lives and was watching Femi crush the opponent on the screen. “Uhhhh, yeah, sure. What’s up?” he asked.

“Just need a little help in here for a sec,” Ola said, trying to be nonchalant.

“What the fuck is goin’ on in there?” Femi asked, not bothering to look up from the game.

“Don’t sweat it, man. We’ll be done in a sec,” Ola said waving at him dismissively.

Ayo stopped dead in his tracks when we rounded the corner into the kitchen. “What the fuck?!” Ayo asked in shock.

Amy was bent over and leaning on the counter, completely naked now. Her ass was staring them straight in the face. She had cleaned off most of the cum Ola had shot all over her chest. She had scooped up whatever was left and was lubing her asshole with it, pumping her finger in and out of it.

Ola slapped Ayo on the arm. “Not so loud! Goddamn,” he said.

“But…but …what the fuck?” Ayo still couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

She looked back them with a smile. She loved the look on Ayo’s face. “Ayo, will you please fuck my ass? I haven’t been fucked in the ass in sooooo long? Will you do that for me?”

Did I just say that? 

It was true. She couldn’t remember the last time she had let her husband fuck her in the ass. He was usually finished after fucking her pussy. But now she had multiple cocks to choose from. She knew this particular cock wanted to drill her ass. And she couldn’t wait. Her snatch was throbbing at the thought.

“Seriously?” Ayo asked astonished, looking back and forth from Ola’s grinning face to the finger that was gliding in and out of Amy’s ass.

“Does this look like a joke, dumbass?” Ola asked.

Ayo couldn’t believe his luck. He reached into his pocket, pulled something out, and handed it to Ola. “I want to remember this,” he said with a twinkle in his eyes. It was his phone. He wanted Ola to record the proceedings for future reference.

“That’s fucking brilliant!” Ola said as he held the phone up and pressed the record button.

Amy paused. “You’re going to record this?!”

“Fuck yeah we are!” Ola said. “I’m gonna watch this over and over again.”

Suddenly the thought of these boys wanting to relive this moment turned her on even more. She looked back at the boys. “Why? So you can jerk off to it?” she cooed.

“Hell yeah!” Ayo said. Now he had his dick in his hand. It was long and lean and shining. It wasn’t nearly as big as Ola’s, but it was definitely bigger than David’s.

“Turn around and show him those fucking titties. Show him those tits I just glazed.” Now Ola was holding the phone with one hand while the other one stroked his already growing cock.

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