Hot and Young wanting a Milf!
By · CommentsYou May have read this on my main blog a while back but how fitting for My HotMilfandCookies Blog…. Enjoy for those who missed it!!
This is a note I received from the boy across the street. He’s eighteen, calm down.
“Dear Paula,
I watch you every day from my window. My parents don’t know. I’ve been watching you in your window for years. Please don’t think I’m some pervert. I’m not just MILF-loving wanker on the Internet. It’s just that you’re so perfect, Paula. I want to make love to you. I know you probably think I’m just a boy, why would you be interested? But I can tell you that no one will ever love you the way I do, Paula. Please don’t tell anyone about this letter. My parents would die. I’m supposed to go away to college next fall. But how can I, Paula, when you’ll be here? My girlfriend wants to marry me. She doesn’t know what love is. I do. I know what true love is because I would do anything, anything at all, for one night with you. Sometimes I see – please don’t hate me for this – the other men who come to your house and I burn, Paula, I burn in an ecstasy of jealousy! I hate to think of those animals touching you. They can’t know, can’t appreciate all that you are. Please let me love you, Paula.
Signed—“
Never mind his name. It’s not important. Well, what should I do about this? By all rights I should call the police. It would be a creepy letter if it wasn’t so sweet. Besides, I know the boy. His crush is not news to me. The funny part is that he thinks it just happened, that I had nothing to do with it. He believes that all those stolen glances in the window were just that – stolen. It never occurred to him that maybe they were all planned. His dad after all, is loaded. Maybe all those stolen glances were gifts. Maybe this letter was just the sign that the berry was ripe for plucking…
Milf turning heads.
By · CommentsBeing a milf obviously makes me more experienced, but sometimes it’s easy to forget that I am also very maternal. I know about youngsters, and because of my sexual nature over the last 10 or so years I know a considerable amount about young men in particular. I know what you young guys are looking for in a woman (or in a milf I should say), and I know that all you look at when you go to your “girlfriend’s” house is her mom! I’ve been stared at in exactly the same way you know.
Only the other day I was in the street and I dropped my newspaper. When I bent over to collect it I looked up and saw no less than three young men looking at me, and two of them were with their girlfriends. As I stood I gave them a little shake of my titties and a really naughty smile. One of them actually looked at his girlfriend as if he were saying “why don’t you do that, you’ve got the tits for it?” He is perhaps still waiting for his beloved to “put out” if that’s the expression they still use. Well you can pretty much guarantee that with me, I always “put out”; life is too short to be fucking around with flirting and dating, just get your cocks out and tell me that you want me; that’ll do for me!
Back to the Phonesex Thing.
By · CommentsI’ve been loving the story telling, and I’d really like it if you guys would let me know what you think to my deviant little tales, so it you want you can post a comment on the blog; you never know I might even get back to you on it. But my main business is of course talking real dirty to you guys on the phone. I simply love to play with my pussy while you guys jerk off like no-one’s business. What I love the most is the sound of a man’s voice when he’s about to shoot his load of cum for me. Sometimes if I’m lucky I can get him to hold off for a moment or two. You know how you can tense your prostate and hold it for a little, like when you cut off in mid stream when you piss? Well some of my regular callers know that I know the sound of their voice, and because I like to get to know all my milf phonesex fans well, I can tell when it’s a good time for them to hold in order to heighten their pleasure; not only that, but it’s a good exercise for the prostate and your overall sexual wellbeing.
When they get to that breathing point, and sometimes when they tell me that they’re going to cum I can shout “hold!” and they will hold it as long as they can. Sometimes it’s fun to tell them when to release to if they can hold it long enough. You should hear some of the noises I get to hear. It really turns me on!
I’m old enough to be your mother!
By · CommentsI had a guy talking to me the other day in the bowling alley and he was coming onto me so strong I was almost overwhelmed; this is only because I was out with a couple of friends and wasn’t really looking for a fuck. I couldn’t get rid of him. He was around 20 years old and he was with a gang of his little friends all making a load of noise on the lanes; in fact they were pissing everyone off. I figured I’d try one last time to get shut of him and I screamed at him. “I’m old enough to be your mother for fuck sake!” When this didn’t faze him I knew what I had to do to get him out of here. I stood up and walked to the men’s room. I walked straight inside without even looking back. Sure enough he followed and I could see straight away that he had a huge boner.
I beckoned him into the toilet and bent over. I pulled my skirt up and pushed my panties to one side. Within a second or two this young man had pushed himself inside me and closed the door behind him with his foot. I heard the door open outside the toilet cubicle and knew that it was his friends coming in as spectators. However, it turned out that they didn’t have time to see anything because as soon as I was juiced up and ready this young man behind me pulled his cock out and shot his load of cum all over my ass cheeks. I tutted, grabbed some tissue and walked out the cubicle. All the guys looked embarrassed as I walked past them to wash my hands; their friend never emerged. I turned to them and said, “have any of you guys got more stamina than your loud mouthed friend in there?” There was no answer. “No, I didn’t think so. Now why don’t you all just fuck off and find some girls to play with and leave the women alone huh?”
Tucked into bed by the sexy milf
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What’s better than getting tucked up into bed by a hot milf? Well, you could ask for the cookies too I suppose, but I have some better ideas, and merely getting tucked in by me should be more than enough to satisfy any man!
I have quite a number of callers on the milf phonesex line that like to call me last thing at night before they go to bed; I call it tucking them in. They call it jerking off of course, but everyone has different names for things don’t they? It is of course basically a night time jerk off, but I do tend to make it a little more special if they’re going to bed.
I like to pretend that I’m there with them, and I like them to try to do the same; not everyone has the same kind of imagination, but most of them can usually conjure a half naked milf at the foot of their bed if they close their eyes and listen to me.
You see, because that’s what I’m wearing, next to nothing. I always like to tuck the boys into bed in just my bra and panties. This way they can get a nice faceful of tits before they close their eyes, and perhaps stroke my nice naked ass too. If they are extra especially good I’ll stick my hand under the covers and pay some attention to that little chap standing to attention for me. Try out one of my special bedtime calls and let’s have a little fun? Call the milf phonesex line now.
Milf fucking advice!
By · CommentsI know you love to fuck milfs and I know you like to talk about fucking milfs on the phone, so what are you waiting for? If you haven’t yet managed to find the time or money to call me on my milf phonesex line then you really need to pull out all the stops because you’re missing an experience that I’m told is “truly exquisite”. I had a message from one of my callers the other day and this is what he had to say about his time on the phonesex line with me:
“I love phonesex lines, I am totally addicted to them. If I had my way I’d be calling them all day long. In fact it’s lucky for me that I’m a guy and I’m probably incapable of getting it up that many times during the course of the day; I’m not a kid anymore! I’m now 20 years old and I have developed a taste for milfs. Before I spoke on your phonesex line I had never been able to pluck up the courage to actually approach a milf for a little action, but since I’ve been talking to you and sharing my wildest fantasies I’ve actually managed to score twice with two separate milfs out there! Your service is truly exquisite!”
Well, I like to think that I’ve done more for the two milfs that this guy managed to fuck rather than the guy himself!
The Climax of Kenny!
By · CommentsI know you’ve all been enjoying my story about seducing Kenny from down the street, and it’s a shame that it has to come to an end, but then when you’re having sex with a man it always cums to an end doesn’t it? No offence guys, I wouldn’t be writing about it if I didn’t like it! And remember that you can talk to me about any and all of my experiences and your own fantasies on my phonesex line any time you like just by dialing the number.
Well back to me bent over in Kenny’s makeshift gym. I climaxed and continued to fuck Kenny. My pussy was so wet that I kept falling off his cock and slamming into him. Kenny didn’t know what the fuck to do, so he did what any man would do in his position (and yes I said man because Kenny was fast approaching his rite of passage with me); he took me in his arms and turned me over. Kenny was finally taking some action, and it felt good. I could already feel myself rising to the occasion again, and another climax started to rip through my body like a twister in Virginia. Kenny put me on my back on the bench and began fucking me like crazy. He had some serious energy and he was fully prepared to show me just what he could do. He pounded me through my second orgasm but didn’t allow me to stop and catch my breath, I just went weak. When he pulled out of me he straddled my boobs and stuck his big cock between them. I pushed them together for him and in two or three thrusts I was completely covered in his hot jizz from the top of my head to my boobs.
Kenny became a real man that day, but I didn’t go to him again, simply because there are too many
Kenny IV
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Kenny IV
Kenny’s cock was pretty damn big in my mouth. It wasn’t the biggest I’d had in there by any means but it still felt pretty big. The beauty of the young guys is that they get so fucking hard all the time, every time! This is sometimes sadly offset by the fact that some of them can cum as soon as you touch their dicks, but this was clearly not Kenny’s problem. He was going weak at the knees with me sucking his cock, and I knew that I had him at my complete mercy. I knew for a fact that no-one had ever sucked his cock like this before, simply by the way he was reacting to my sucking motion.
“I want to fuck you!” he called out, despite my warnings about alerting the whole street.
“Well alright then Kenny,” I complied as his cock popped out of my mouth, “let’s see what you’ve got!”
I bent over his bench and felt his dick enter me right up to the hilt. It felt good and I couldn’t resist putting my hand between my legs and having a little fiddle around to get things going nicely.
“Is everything alright?” Asked Kenny curiously. It was clear that he wasn’t as confident as I thought he was. Why it was that some men found it threatening when I played with my own pussy when they fucked me was beyond my comprehension; as far as I’m concerned it’s simply heightening the pleasure!
“Just keep fucking me Kenny, and don’t stop boy,” I said rather curtly. I pushed back onto his cock and began fucking him harder than he could me. In the end Kenny just stood still behind me while I slammed my wet pussy against him harder and harder and throughout my own climax. I was so wet that it was running down my leg and under my feet, onto the cold concrete of the garage floor.
Kenny III
By · CommentsKenny III
When Kenny walked back through the kitchen door into the garage he adjusted his sight a little and rubbed his eyes because it was little darker with the door closed. He switched on an overhead light and then suddenly caught me standing there with one hand on his weightlifting bench, wearing nothing but a smile.
“What the… What the hell are you doing,” he said with a growing smile on his face. He put the washing up liquid bottle down on his father’s tool bench and approached me.
“I thought I’d check just how strong you’ve become Kenny,” I said in my sexiest milf voice. “Do you want to take me on your bench here, or would you like me to do something else? Let’s see if we can’t turn you into a man,” I said confidently with an air of superiority.
“I have been laid before you know, I am 19 years old!” Said Kenny reaching out for my firm milf body.
“I mean a real man Kenny, have you ever laid anyone over the age of 20?”
“No…erm… I haven’t, but how different can it be? Do you like to suck cock?” he asked with a smile and a nod down to his groin.
“Oh, it can be very different Kenny, believe me, it can!” I reached out and grabbed his shorts and in one fluid movement I had pulled them down to his feet, got to my knees and taken the whole length of his cock in my mouth.
“Fucking hell!” Shouted Kenny, at the top of his voice.
“Shhh!” I said from around the thickness of his cock, “do you want the whole street to hear?”
Kenny II
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Kenny was indeed looking very fit. It was clear when I glanced behind him that he was in the middle of, or had just finished a workout of some description. There was a whole host of lifting equipment in his parents’ garage, along with a bike and a running machine. It looked as though Kenny was trying to bulk himself up a bit, and looking at his arms and his legs I could see that he’d had some success. I was beginning to feel a little horny.
“So you been working out?” I said, rather stupidly, simply because if he hadn’t then there would have to be another quite bizarre excuse as to why he was wearing sports gear and sweating whilst leaving a room filled with exercise equipment.
“Yeah, I’m trying my best you know,” he said nervously. I could see him looking at the neckline of my gown. I was going to get an early night after I’d done the dishes and I only had my gown on; a bit slutty I know, but I was only expecting to go to the old couple next door!
“I wanted to borrow some washing up liquid, are your parents home?” I asked.
“No, but I can get that for you, come on in,” he said a little more confidently. I know had a burning desire to get this hot young fucker inside me as fast as I could.
I followed him into the garage, and I watched him walk through the door into the kitchen. Now was my chance to make a move, I thought. When he’d gone I closed the garage door took off my gown. I was completely naked and ready for him. I couldn’t resist putting my hand between my legs to feel my moist pussy in anticipation of his return.