MILF Ch. 01

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I was a little drunk. I was often a little drunk. It helped me cope with the frustration and resentment of my miserable marriage and my non existent sex life.

I was still a good mum though. And as good a wife as my bad tempered, neglectful boring little dick husband Dave deserved.

So I was drunk, frustrated, bored.

And I was horny.

Since our 20 year old son Mark and his friends had returned from university the house was filled with testosterone, hormonal desire, lewd talk, sweat, furtive pornography and wanking. I should know; it was mum who had to pick up the pants and towels and sheets stiff and sticky with cum and wash them.

To me this libidinous atmosphere was contagious; I felt like a girl again. Mark’s friends sometimes tried to flirt with me; clumsily and nervously, bless them. They were trying so hard to be sophisticated and worldly. And I appreciated their efforts. It made me feel desirable again.

I tried to get Dave interested in sex. We managed a short grunting fuck one night. He came and I didn’t.

In contrast to me, the presence of young males in the house had only made my husband more bad tempered and jealous and resentful. I knew exactly why. It’s the size of his dick. It’s very small. And our son and his friends growing up and becoming sexually confident just made him more insecure, jealous and inadequate. I told him size doesn’t matter. I lied but I wanted him to believe the lie and at least try to enjoy sex.

Actually I think I’m the one who has a right to feel resentful and angry. I have to put up with his silly little dick. He should be grateful and at least show some enthusiasm and lust. That’s all I ask.

So, this night, I was drunk, lonely, bahis firmaları frustrated and horny.

And bored.

I went upstairs to Mark’s room to see what the boys were up to.

I knew what they were up to. What they were always up to. Watching porn and wanking.

I didn’t knock, I just opened the door and went in. One of them; Simon paused the film but I could see the image on the screen. It showed a mature woman with big tits getting fucked by 3 fit young men with massive porn star cocks.

“Hi boys. How’re you doing?” I walked in and leaned against the wall.

They looked at each other nervously and muttered “Hi Mrs P.” “Okay mum”.

Then silence.

This was hard work.

They probably thought I was here to tell them off.

I looked at the screen:

“Don’t turn your film off on my account. I might want to watch it too. I like what I’m seeing!”

They sniggered and exchanged glances, nudging one another.

The bigger one; Joe, looked at me with interest.

I tried again.

“So, is that a MILF getting banged by some young well hung studs?” I wanted to show that I knew the jargon.

They laughed at that.

“Mum! I can’t believe you said MILF. OMG. You don’t even know what it means.” Mark looked at me and went red.

Joe told him to shut up and show some respect.

“Yes Mrs P. That is a MILF. A Mother I’d Like to Fuck. But we don’t need to watch it now we’ve got the real thing right here.”

He looked me in the eyes confidently then his gaze went down to my tits and he licked his lips.

I blushed and felt something stir in my cunt.

“Oh Joe. I don’t know whether that’s a compliment or a promise.”

Joe continued to kaçak iddaa stare at my tits:

“Oh it’s a compliment alright Mrs P. And a promise.”

He sat back and opened his legs and I could see the bulge of his erection through his jeans.

I realised I was staring at the bulge. I shook myself, laughed and looked at Mark and Simon;

“Oh is that right? I’m a MILF am I? You’ve all decided have you? I’m a mother you would like to fuck? You as well Mark?”

Mark coughed, went red and looked at his friends. They laughed and slapped his shoulders.

Mark looked at me:

“Yes mum. Me as well. Especially me.”

“Well you’d better let me sit down then. Don’t leave a MILF standing up.”

Mark gave me his seat and joined the other two young men on his bed opposite me.

They were looking at me with lustful, hungry nervous eyes. I liked it.

“So boys, what does a MILF do? Since I’m a MILF now you better tell me what you want me to do.”

Joe smiled.

“You can start by showing us your tits Mrs P. Get them big MILF boobs out for us to look at.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Oh you want to see these boobs do you? You as well Mark? You want to see mummy’s tits?”

Mark nodded, his mouth open.

This was so wrong. I thought of walking out there and then but I was so horny. So naughty.

I unbuttoned my blouse. I looked down at my bosom in my white bra. I looked at the boys. They were transfixed. I slipped my bra straps off my shoulders and pulled my bra down, releasing my big tits. It felt so good. My nipples were hard.

I’d forgotten how overwhelming sexual desire is to young males. Before I knew it they were touching my tits, rubbing my nipples, squeezing kaçak bahis me. Then they were pulling at my clothes, pulling my knickers off, my skirt down, their rough young hungry hands grabbing and stroking me, pulling my legs about, fingers between my thighs, fingering my cunt, gripping my bum. I stopped struggling and let them use me. I felt horny and dirty.

As soon as they had all my clothes off they seemed to lose confidence, uncertain what to do next. I think Joe would have just fucked me there and then; and I would have let him. But Simon and Mark became clumsy and uncertain.

I took the opportunity to take control.

“Okay boys. Let’s see what’s in it for mummy. Us MILFs love young hard cock. Don’t be shy.”

I sat them on the bed and naked as I was knelt before them.

“Get those hard cocks out for me.”

They pulled down their trousers and three big stiff erect cocks sprang out before me. All were a good size; compared to what I’d been used to, anyway.

I was proud to see that my son’s cock was the longest and thickest.

I licked my lips, smiled at them and made my eyes big.

“Oh yes. Good boys. I’m a very happy mummy.”

I reached forward and gripped my son’s cock. My finger and thumb didn’t reach all the way round his girth.

“Oh Mark. You’re so much bigger than your dad. You’ve got a real man cock. He’s just got a little baby dick.”

They all laughed at that.

I sucked each cock while wanking the others one after the other until they were about to cum.

“Okay boys. Shower mummy with your cum. All over my face, my hair, my tits.”

And they did. Copious amounts of semen. My hair was matted, it was in my eyes, it dripped off my tits.

I looked up at their excited satisfied faces.

“Thank you boys. Now I feel like a MILF. Who knows; I might even let you fuck me next time!”

And with that I walked out, still naked and dripping with their cum.

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