Milf Novels & Stories

“R-Reid.” “Reid, I am Milan,” I said. “I am Millie’s mother. And this man beside me is her father, Enver.” I pointed at Enver. “We are Millie’s parents.” His eyes shifted to us and Millie. As if comparing our faces. And after a while, he wiped her face and offered his hand to me with a smile on his face, “Nice to meet you, ma’am. I am Reid Almonte, Millie’s boyfriend.”

“No, Maisie. I’m talking about…getting laid.” I stared up at her, my jaw dropping. “G-get… what?” “You heard me,” Mila said. “Get laid. You’re in a dry spell, Maisie. Two years? Are you kidding me? You’re like a volcano waiting to erupt.” I let out a high-pitched, humorless laugh, clutching the edge of the table to support myself. “Oh, yeah sure, he…” I hiccupped again, pressing a hand to my chest. “Finn broke me, Mila. You think a quick orgasm with some strange is going to glue me back together?”

she asked, knowing only Milo had those skills. As if by majik, Milo appeared at their sides. "I can, but for a price," he decided, rubbing his chin. "Miaka, you will become my slave for a week if I do this." "Please do it, Please?" Anna begged and Miaka nodded. "Fine... how bad can it be?" It turned out the answer to that question was bad... very bad indeed. Milo seemed like a kind, angelic teen on the surface, but deep down he was a complete menace.

then he let out a holler and I felt the most delicious blast of cum stream after cum stream filling my womb. My ass clenched and Harry was screaming "God this MILF is hot!" I ended up in Harry's room where he fucked me on his bed missionary style, then he rolled me over and gave me my first ass fucking! As we laid there together, I had to ask him what a "MILF" was? When he told me, I was less shocked as I was exhilarated to think these young guys were so hot for an older woman like me.

The woman’s fake smile dropped instantly, her expression hardening. “Watch your mouth, little girl,” she snapped. “You should be ashamed, your mother’s already done enough to embarrass you all over the internet.” Mira blinked, confusion and anger flashing across her face. “You don’t talk about my mommy!” she shouted back, voice trembling. The woman sneered. “Maybe your mommy should’ve thought about that before...” “Hey!” Milo barked, stepping forward. His small voice was sharp, brave. “Don’t talk to her like that!”

He beamed, pushing his hair away from his face. “Aww, my love. Did you eat anything?" "Nana made me miguk,” he frowned, then looked at nanny Ann. “Nana what is the name again?" He pouted looking at the screen. I heard her let out a laugh. “Miyeok-guk. Seaweed soup,” she replied to him. “Yes, miguk.” He repeated, nodding his head. "Did you finish it?" I asked but there was a pause. He looked away from the screen. "...Most of it."

Her other hand clutched Derek's hair as his tongue focused on her clit and two of his fingers inched their way inside her virgin pussy. After a few minutes of foreplay, Mila moaned, "ahhhhhhh...God, I can't take it anymore," she whispered hoarsely, "please, please fuck me." Derek finger fucked her as she stood against the wall fondling her tits and thrusting her famished pussy into Derek's fingers. She ground her hips and stuttered as the tip of her orgasm hovered in the background. So this is what those romance books were talking about. This helpless wild clamor for physical satiation, Mila realized.

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The sensation is intense, the lube cool against the heat of my rim. "We're going to fill every hole you have, Millie," Jace whispers in my ear, leaning close. "We’re going to see how much you can take before you beg us to stop." The metal toy is replaced by something vibrating a low, steady hum that presses against my clit. My toes curl, a fresh wave of arousal flooding my system. I’m blind, bound, and completely at their mercy. The game has begun, and I know, with a terrifying thrill, that they aren't going to let me come again for a very, very long time.

I growled playfully, taking a fast step forward. Milo squeaked and tried to run around the coffee table, but he was too slow. I caught him easily, my hands grabbing his waist and pulling him hard against my chest. He let out a breathless laugh as I spun him around, pinning him gently against the living room wall with my body. The laughter died away instantly, replaced by that thick, electric heat that always flared up whenever we got too close. Milo’s brown eyes darkened, his smile fading into a breathless stare as his hands came up to rest flat against my chest.