Milf Butt Novels & Stories

"What the hell would my friends think if they saw me on my knees with my tits poking out through a stripper's bra giving your boyfriend a blowjob in our entryway and then watched me take his young cock up my fat old-lady ass?" "How many of your friends do you think would recognize you from a close-up of your hairy pussy or your tan-lined ass, Mom?... which is neither fat nor old, by the way," Melissa countered. "It seems to me that if they know you well enough to recognize you from your hairy twat or your naked ass and if they're into watching hot MILF Internet p**n that you might want to get to know them better anyway."

The MILF moaned as she work that vibrator in and out of Riley's twat. Then the mother leaned forward and started licking at her daughter's twat. At the girl's clit. Mrs. Holiday's snatch squeezed down tight on my thrusting cock. She massaged me with her hot flesh, swelling the pressure in my nuts. I couldn't wait to unleash all my cum into her fertile depths.

Prolonging her grin, she added, “Again, these windows are opaque that no one can see what's going on from outside.” Even as I protested, my eyes were all over her heaving, round breasts. My balls burning, I reached my hands inside her tit–holders and pulled one of her incredible melon out. Before it could sag, my eyes looked at the chocolate n*ppl*s–heavy with the same milk my love had once used to grow her bones. My fingertips circling her silver dollar– trimmed aureolas, I pondered on how to handle the passionate milf. Immediately, my c*ck hardened like steel and my heart raced with memories of how I roughly tackled Lucy in the same situation.

When she pulled her head back, she continued bouncing on my lap. Again my eyes fell on her jiggling mature tits. I couldn't get over the show they put on. With her eyes closed and mouth open, Mrs. Gavelle kept riding my erection. She looked sexy as fuck and looked like she was in a world of bliss. What's more, I loved the fact I could see my dried spunk on her face and glasses. I'd gotten me a MILF who was worthy of being a p**n star. A little while later, she leaned over and said, "I really enjoyed having you in my asshole yesterday. Do you wanna stick your cock inside it again?"

He leaned closer to the screen, like he could smell her—musk and expensive perfume. Milo unzipped fully now, cock out and heavy in his palm. Thicker than Rex's, but shorter. He spat into his hand—wet schlick—and pumped in time with the robot's thrusts. "Watch her tits bounce. Clamps from earlier? Still red." His free hand gripped the desk edge, knuckles white. The chat window popped up on his second monitor—ghost of the dead stream, frozen at 12,347 viewers. VIP_69: "More squirt next time."

“You boys talk about your Aunts like that?” “Yeah… they all call you a total MILF.” She blushed deeper, but her nipples visibly hardened under her top. “I know what that means. It’s hard to believe young guys your age would find a thick woman like me attractive. Do you think I’m a MILF, Jim?” I looked her straight in the eyes, voice thick with lust. “Yes, Aunt. Definitely. I’d fuck you in a heartbeat.” The air between us crackled. My cock was painfully hard again, tenting the sheet obscenely. She stared at the bulge for a long moment, then slowly placed her warm, soft hand on my thigh. I flinched at the contact.

Naked flesh pressed upon naked flesh. His hands grabbed at her breasts for a second before sliding up her arms and pinning her hands against the pillow. After stopping to flash her a satisfied grin, he pushed inside her then proceeded to pound her into the mattress. She stared into his eyes, breathing in time with him as they came together. Once he'd pulled out, he flopped onto his back beside her. A droplet of sweat rolled down his forehead as he turned to offer a tiny smile. "You know I love you too, right?"

She didn’t move, but her body went completely still. Adrian’s jaw tightened for half a second, just a small reaction that only someone watching him closely would notice. He shut his laptop slowly and set it aside. “Let her in,” he said simply. The butler nodded and stepped out. Camilla turned a little on the bed, her voice calm but edged with curiosity. “Celine?” Adrian’s tone stayed even. “A family friend.” She gave a small dry smile, the kind that hid too much. “Childhood friend, right?”

To me, they looked to be around their early 40s. "I'm Carter, and my fiancéé Camilla" I gave him a handshake. "You both are beautiful together." June complimented with a smile. "Thank you, June." Mila replied shyly. "Are you naturally a shy type, or your fiance makes you shy?" Cameroun asked in amusement. "She's......" In as much as I didn't know so much about Mila, I knew for one that she was a calm person, but shy? I honestly wasn't sure. Sometimes she was, and sometimes she gave her opinion on a matter unapologetically.

"Chad, you're the man! I can’t believe you got the social butterfly. You even convinced her to get under you in bed and willingly go through 99 hymenoplasties. How did you do it? Share your secret with us!" Chad took a puff of his cigarette and smiled. "There's no secret I can share when she was the one who threw herself at me." "Sadie is always hanging out at seedy places. I heard she has AIDS. Don't you find her… dirty?" One of Chad's buddies felt unhappy for him. Chad raised an eyebrow and replied sarcastically, "That's a problem for other men. I've never touched her. I only got her to do those hymenoplasties so I could use her to please those dirty old men who enjoy virgins.