The Unaware 'MILF'

[CherylBeckett_SecretSxySide]

After having my breasts done (ok, and maybe a touch done to my lips) I will admit I noticed how Harris, my husband, has become sullen and somewhat criticizing of whatever I wear when we go out. I considered most of the things he was suggesting other men were thinking about me or saying to each other just to be in his own imagination and his way of trying to make me not dress the way I feel I look my best.

But after some things that happened in June during the high school graduation party for our son Grant and some of his friends that was hosted by one of the boy's parents... I haven't even told Harris because of how he might be so satisfied to say he was right. The photos of me wearing my white Bella halter top and cute CBGB jean skirt are from that night. I included my other profile photo because of how many guys complained it was too small to see.

The other I found just recently in a txt sent to my son's phone. The photo was taken a week before the grad party by one of his friends and obviously I wasn't aware it was being taken or why... until I read the text.

Please don't PM me asking what the txt was.. if you're not someone who can type with the same effort I shared and type as few words as possible, I won't respond

 

[adonisjon]

Man, I can't believe I keep thinking about Grant's mom like that. Seeing her at the graduation party she seems to have changed so much. Maybe it's that I'm graduated now and so I'm thinking about older women or maybe I just didn't notice her before, but I really wish I could find a way to get her alone for a little bit. At the same time, i doubt she'd ever think about me that way. I'm just a punk kid in her eyes. And yet, she seemed to catch me staring that night and even gave a little smile and wave when she noticed the look in my eye. So maybe she would let me get closer to her.

I wonder...

 

[chimpers767]

i am curious

your own mom ever give you a hard on?

 

[MilfCoiner]

At first yes, i started wanking at age 9, on instruction of my brother and because it was the eighties, there was no porn at hand freely, like now. You had to make do. Our mother was in her late 20's and had everything that a hormonal teen needed to get aroused.
Long slender legs-check
Pert curvy backside- check
Toned firm body- check
surgically enhanched breasts (36DD) check
A pretty face - Check
and dirty blonde hair.
She also only 3 types of clothing-
1.Chilling around the house and running errands- Shew wore threadbare leggings, almost transparent with a white t-shit and no bra, ever.
2. Work (Hoover salesperson) - She wore white blouse (tight, again no bra, thick nipples always on show) Black stillettos, black sheer suspenders/stockings, Red tarten pleated skirt (didn't cover her stocking tops and allowed a flash of her always tiny panties when she bent over)
3. Summer time- always sunbathing so wore a pair of skimpy red/blue/white panties and a bra ( which she would remove in garden and cover herself a tea towel if people were detected passing)

And that was it. Her attire was well recieved by all males, especially my older brother (4 years older) and my older cousin (5 years older) and every other assorted male -Window cleaner, pools man, our elderly rugby coach, all the neighbours, everyone of mineand my bro's friends (who were always asking to slepp over) all my teachers, all the police who came for my brother, every single worman who came to the house. etc. etc...

Mu brother showed me a sex manual he'd found in our mam and step dads wardrobe. The woman in the centre pages was a dead ringer for our mam, even donwn to the clothes she wore.
Once i was enjoying the pages of such and my mother returned from work. She started conversing with our neighbour in the garden. She was wearing her work clothes and as i compared her to the blonde lady in the manual, the only difference was my mam was wearing her blouse and skirt, it was very easy to imagine that she looked exactly the same underneath as all her dimensions were correct. Leading me to look at both and continue my wank.
And that is how i started to see her as a sexual being, event though every male would cat call and fire off lewd comments.
At weekends she'd have sex with our step dad, noisey loud sex, making it impossible to sleep and leave myself and my bro to lie there and imagine the scene on the other side of our bedroom wall.
Sometimes we'd pals sleep over and they would do the same and we'd pull ourselves stupid under our quilts listening to the moans, groans and the slapping of our step dads balls as they smashed against her arsehole.

I had progressed from having a wank in secret, to danger wanks. She'd have naps on the sofa after work on occasion and i'd walk in, sit next to her and stroke my cock as i watched her long legs curled up, or her chest heave and to excitemnet, sometimes her skirt would ride up and i'd be sitting inches away from her scantily clad arse crack, with her swollen labia lips pushing back against her tight sheer panty crotch. Her hairy lips would sometimes escape and be able to have 4 good wanks of the trot at the view of her thick pink pussy lip.
Or she'd fall asleep next to me and put her long stocking legs across my lap, so i'd release my always hard cock and use her warm feet to massage my cock.
Once i was having a ninja wank in the lounge, whilst she made tea in the kitchen next door. She appeared with the hoover and proceeded to vacuum the lounge carpet. I'd covered myself, however when she got on all fours to hoover behind the tv, a mere 2 feet away, the sight of her perfecr backside excentuated by her threadbare leggings had me stroking my cock again. I rememever she had about 6 holes beginning to appear around the crotch of her leggings, and she wasn't wearing any panties that day (wash day? so hey pussy lips and hairy arse hole wear in plain view. It was a hot day which had helped in her arse crack become slightly damp and make her leggings wet. She wiggled as she vacuumed and i was sat inches away, totally exposed as i had pulled my cover fully off and was furiously pulling at my straining young cock shaft.
Her thick dark pubes were protruding out her little holes, and her labia lips pushed against her sheer fabric, allowing me one of the most glorious few wanks i have ever had.
Just as i finished, she also finished and stood up. I looked to my left and saw my bro and older cousin stood at the lounge window looking in, laughing there heads off. I had officially joined the ranks of a little wanky pest, just like them.
The constant perv attacks ans ninja wanks were beginning to get old and i wanted more stimulation. I found that when my pals spoke about her in a sexual way it would turn me on, so when they came around i'd point out when she bent over, or had a nipple on. Even goading her to do things which iknew would arouse my pals. Like for example, she was sat with us watching tv and i said she couldn't get her foot over her head. She proceeded to do so and because she was wearing her leggings allowed myself and 2 of my close mates a clear view of her swoolen pussy mound and hairy arsecrack, as her panties had slipped sideways and revealed her throbbing snatch to us all. Instant hard ons mexican waved around the room as she struggle to firstly get her ankle past her blonde head and the struggled to get it back over, giving us a good 5 minutes of x rated action. As soon as she retired to bed we were taking turns to go to the downstairs toilet and unburden our still hairless balls thinking about her pulsating swollen fanny lips.

She started an evening class in English, ran by my good friends father, he was quite leechy but my mam liked the attention . and everytime he came to pick her up at night, she'd purposefully unbutton an extra button or hitch her skirt higher too allow his hungry eyes more flesh to devour.
My step dad was oblivious, and as he barely gave her attention she wanted it elsewhere. I had a dream that night (whilst they fucked like newly released prisoners) that my friends dad had her bent over his desk and it was him pounding into her soaking snatch as he fucked her soundly. Upon waking i had the biggest erection ever managed in my young life and within barely a touch i was dousing my quilt in unleaded semen. That was the beginning of many a dream and scenario where upon she be getting the good news by the various men that would frequent my life.

Once, during parents evening she turned up in her work clothes and as i hid with the cool kids in the smokers corner, she strutted across the concrete playground. It was quite breezy and a gust of wind had caught her flimsy skirt hem and lifted it entirely around her waist. My fellow pubescent smokers gasped at the sight of her stocking tops and naked white firm white thighs, directly below her peach like arse cheeks, whose red tiny panties had bitten far into the crack of allowing all a perfect line of sight to her slightly pimple, quivering arse cheeks. The gasps turned to cheers and 'Phoars!' along with clapping as she struggled to regain her modesty again. I remained quite and didn't let on it was my mam and could only listent o them tell each other how they would fuck the arse off her and smash her pastie.
During a tour of the school, the parents were lead into the library. And whilst in there, a pupil from the year above had lay on his back and shimmy- ed along under the bookcases, until his jead appeared directly between her stocking ankles, affording him a unhindered apparition. I heard about this because he was eventually caught, and was made to apologise with a tent for a pair of trousers.

must dash, speak soon.

 

[cuckoldbill]

Great story. Enjoyed it and looking forward to the next post