Milfs you have lusted after.

I want to tell you about a woman I knew. A woman I still think about today. Over thirty years later. I was twenty one and I was in the south of France staying in a beautiful house with my girlfriend’s family.



My girlfriend’s mother was Italian. She was fluent in English and accomplished in many languages, but she still had a strong Italian accent. She had two daughters who both spoke only English They were named F and S



The house had a pool and we spent a lot of time in the pool and around the pool. Me and S, F and her boyfriend, J, the Italian mum and her English husband.



We swam and we ate well. We made love a lot. I remember hearing the father approaching us walking up the stairs while she was sucking my cock on a little sofa in the upstairs sitting room.



The mother was tiny. She had tiny wrists, a little head, long neck, beautiful nut-brown skin. She had big heavy tits, wide hips. I enjoyed being there by the pool when she showered after her swim. She showered naked. She wore her hair short, she had small eyes which twinkled when she smiled and she smiled a lot. She loved being there, by the pool in the hot sun.



I told you she was small. I don’t know how tall she was but when she was next to me she had to tip her head right back to talk to me.







Standing in front of me right now, she could kiss my chest. She could bring her fingers to my chest and stroke my nipple. She could kiss my nipples too. She could stroke my balls. Look at her bright eyes twinkling.



I’m telling you this over the phone. This is all I’ve got.







Squat in your heals and ride my cock

Thin lips

Fuck me

Ride me and stroke my balls


you are fretting and moaning and sighing and riding me with your thick thighs

I’m holding your hands
 
Do the women out there know that men are jerking off while fantasizing about them?
There is EXACTLY zero chance that grown women (and some girls) are unaware that men and boys are masturbating while fantasizing about encounters with them particularly or their sisters--as you read this! They're not stupid.

But they may be willfully blind, choosing to ignore the privileges that sort of devotion (it's not choice, ladies, it's biology and makes are not going to "grow out if it" in your or your great granddaughter's lifetime) confers, all the while focusing (as all humans do, unfortunately) on the DOWNSIDE of that interest.

I have no idea where "the line(s)" ought to be drawn, but I know the way we raise girls and boys now is dysfunctional, demanding of each that they struggle (at no small emotional and physical cost) against their biologies and instincts and seek instead a wholly ideological way of living.

It's been centuries since philosophers drew up the battle lines between mind and body, nurture and nature. Haven't we spent enough time fucking up to realize that BOTH operate on each of us and that to deny that is to deny reality itself?

I want a woman to be flattered at the thought that she may propel one of my ejaculations. I want her to be confident that admitting that is so totally okay and natural and that ME forcing that realization on her is wrong and even counterproductive; it's only good if it comes from the heart.
 
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my friends lust after my mom! they always tease me, "dude your mom is sooo hot!"
I had the same experience. Mom was very aware of their lust and would tease them by discreetly allowing various areas of her body to become exposed. One friend would always excuse himself to go to the bathroom to relieve his pent up lust. When he would return, it always brought a sly smile to mom's face.
 
There is EXACTLY zero chance that grown women (and some girls) are unaware that men and boys are masturbating while fantasizing about encounters with them particularly or their sisters--as you read this! They're not stupid.

But they may be willfully blind, choosing to ignore the privileges that sort of devotion (it's not choice, ladies, it's biology and makes are not going to "grow out if it's in your or your great granddaughter's lifetime) confers, all the while focusing (as all humans do, unfortunately) on the DOWNSIDE of that interest.

I have no idea where "the line(s)" ought to be drawn, but I know the way we raise girls and boys now is dysfunctional, demanding of each that they struggle (at no small emotional and physical cost) against their biologies and instincts and seek instead a wholly ideological way of living.

It's been centuries since philosophers drew up the battle lines between mind and body, nurture and nature. Haven't we spent enough time fucking up to realize that BOTH operate on each of us and that to deny that is to deny reality itself?

I want a woman to be flattered at the thought that she may propel one of my ejaculations. I want her to be confident that admitting that is so totally okay and natural and that ME forcing that realization on her is wrong and even counterproductive; it's only good if it comes from the heart.
I was pondering an attractive high school teacher realizing if she teaches 30 students in a class four a day that’s 120. Say half are boys, throw in a few lesbians and other teachers, janitor, office help… there is a potential 100 people a day fantasizing about her EVERY DAY! I was wondering how that would make woman feel.
 
Blast from the past..... awakens memory of first bi desires.

When chatting on here i was telling people that I first had bi - desires about five years ago. Bi as far as me orally pleasing another man ..... But i got an email from a former GILF who I had desired so badly. We had been on a river cruise together for about a week. Myself she and her husband would sit around and talk. I really would have liked to spend time with her. We part ways, a year later I was separated from my wife and struggling a great deal. I had been emailing the wife and she invited me to stay with them for a vacation. It was then when I realized for the first time that I could allow myself to be with a man as long as all three of us shared the bed.

I never could get there. four years later her husband passed. And then we were out of touch. Last week she touched base again. And she also invited me to visit but it is across the pond and I doubt it will ever happen.
 
I had a coworker when I was 20. She was probably 40-45. She was so hot. She was in good shape had big tits(probably enhanced) and would wear shirts that showed lots of cleavage. We were janitors and on breaks she would talk about very sexual stuff. I remember her talking about how to make her boyfriends cum taste better. I was so turned on.
 
Do the women out there know that men are jerking off while fantasizing about them?
I don't think they do. Or at least not to the extent that it actually happens.

I had this conversation with my wife. She understood that maybe some guys who knew her or had some sort of interaction with her might jerk off thinking about her. What she didn't get was that guys who didn't know her, maybe just saw her looking sexy or wearing something that turned them on and locked that image into their heads and jerked off to it later.

She gets it now.....lol
 
When I was in my teens, I had a real crush on one of our neighbours.
She was in her 40’s and as far as I was concerned she was the sexiest woman ever.
I would take every opportunity I could to chat to her when she walked by.
I offered to do some odd jobs for her during. The school holidays.
One day she asked me if I could help her clear her garden of weed and brambles, which of course I said yes to straight away.
After I’d finished the job she invited me into her house and offered me a cold drink and some snacks.
Of course I accepted and sat in her kitchen as she served me a cold drink and some snacks.
I couldn’t keep my eyes from her breasts and especially how her nipple showed through her robe.
In my mind I wanted her to open her robe and show me her naked body for me to do what I wanted, but this never happened.
I’m sure she knew she was teasing me, but the only pleasure I got out of the event was having a wank thinking about her curvaceous body.
I had many other similar episodes with her but never made a move.
Possible a good thing that I had read the situation completely wrong. Or maybe just a missed opportunity to fuck a real milf.
I’ll never know but I love to think about the what if.
My best friends mom was a very heavy woman but her tits were unbelievable. One day I walked in on her folding laundry. She stooped to pick up a towel saw me and said it was too hot to do it with clothes on. She said I could stay and watch. When she was done she pulled me into her room and pulled my pants down and jerked my off caught my jizz in her hand a washed it of in the sink.
 
A woman that I used to work with.

She was tall, blonde with blue eyes and an amazing figure. She wore tight fitting dresses with heels every day. She had a playful and flirtatious personality.

She was in her mid 40's at the time.

Such a beautiful example of a milf.
 
God, where to start. I had a thing for older women practically from the beginning. I had a decade long on and off thing with a woman 20 years my senior who had the most phenomenal combination of curvaceous homeliness and it made me want to absolutely destroy her even before I knew what that meant (I first got to know her when I was 16). She was the one to introduce me to titfucking and anal and I don't think I'll ever forget her.
 
The neighbor across the street. I grew up living across from her and the family but started noticing her body once I was in my later teens. She was a mom, married, in her 40s, had brown hair and pretty good body but it was her friendly smile and ample chest that got me.
Years later, on a holiday from college, she was over visiting with my mom and we were all catching up. I’ll never forget when she admitted to having “inappropriate thoughts” about me as a strapping young man out washing our family car or mowing the lawn shirtless, in just my surf trunks. She laughed and we laughed. How silly. Lol! That conversation spawned many of my fantasies for years to come. The classic ‘What would have happened if’ type fantasies.
Was it a pirate's treasure chest?
 
I fancy a pistol in each hand on the wild tossing deck of a Spanish galleon as it was being flung all over the Atlantic ocean 🏴‍☠️
Goodness, I’ll bet! A buxom wench who can handle far more than her own amongst those salty seadogs. Even as the waves start crashing down on her.

And there was me thinking that pirates got their, ahem, wooden legs from sharks and the like…
 
I would love to talk about the few women I am currently lusting after….

It all begins daily at my job where the wife of my boss surprises me with her outfit for the day, usually consists of low rise jeans and a tank top. Always has her boobs held up and tight with different degrees of cleavage, jeans low enough to see what colour her thongs are, beautiful specimen.

Depending on the day and events going on, her equally gorgeous offspring (20) comes outside to help.

This daily occurrence leaves me needing to make a quick haste to whatever machine/truck I’m running that day to be alone and able to hide the desire I’m sure is evident in my eyes and pants.

Dm me if you want any more details..
 
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