Hi guys, this is my first story here. I am from Bangalore, Karnataka. My name is Rahul, I am 26 years old, and I am writing this story about how I ended up fucking a 38-year-old woman.
Attention guys: hold your dick tight and girls, hold your pussy strong; you will go out of control reading this story.
I will give a brief introduction about how I met her and how I ended up fucking her. Guys, to be frank, most of the boys in their 20s look to fuck MILFs around their 30s, and if they are above 40, then you are really lucky.
I was desperately in need of fucking some MILF, but I didn’t want to visit a slut. After waiting for so many years, I got a chance to fuck a MILF.
It all happened when I attended my friend’s home during a house-opening ceremony. He is a very close friend of mine and gave me some responsibility, and I was happy to help him.
During the function, a lot of women and girls were present, but my eyes were looking only for MILFs, and then the function got over.
After two days, I got a text on WhatsApp from an unknown number.
Unknown: Hi, is this Rahul?
Me: Yes, can I know who this is?
Unknown: I am Preethi. I saw you at the house-opening ceremony two days back.
Me: Yes, but I didn’t get to know who you are.
She: You were always busy looking at backs and boobs; where did you have the time to look at faces? (Guys, I was totally shocked to hear this and was ready to block her, but suddenly she texted again.)
She: Don’t feel bad about that.
Me: Can I know who you are?
She: One of the ladies you were looking at. Say whatever you feel like telling. (I was in a dilemma about how to trust her.)
Me: I was looking at many women and I don’t particularly remember you.
She: I was expecting this kind of reply from you.
Me: Please tell me who you are or send me a photo.
She: Why the hurry? You will find me in your friend’s album.
Me: I don’t have time for that.
She: What was your intention in looking at women, especially elderly women? Do you like them?
Me: How can I share my desire with you?
She: I can send your photo, which I got from your friend. I know about you; just tell me.
Me: I am very much interested in MILFs between their 30s and 40s.
She: You call them MILFs; we call them aunties. Don’t try to be catchy, okay?
Me: Sorry… please tell me what you want.
She: I am 38 years old and my husband is 47. Do you know why I texted you?
Me: But I have not seen you before.
She: Don’t worry… I got to know complete details about you, so I texted you. Please feel free to say anything you like.
Me: But how can I trust you?
She: Don’t worry… we will meet this Sunday.
Me: Can I see your photo at least?
She: I will send a photo of me in a saree, the one you saw at the function. (Guys, she sent me the same photo on WhatsApp as a one-time view. To be frank, I was looking at her back and boobs. Whenever it was possible, I was ready to bend her over and fuck her right there. She was really a bomb MILF.)
Me: Sorry about the function if I made you feel bad.
She: It’s okay… I enjoyed it… so I texted you. Don’t feel bad about that. (Now I got some courage to text her.)
Me: Can I know what your relationship is with my friend so that you attended the function?
She: None of your business… and don’t ever ask your friend to know about me. Come on Sunday; I will share my location if you are interested. (Guys, I was waiting for this moment, but I couldn’t trust her so easily.)
After two to three days of continuous phone calls and texts, I started to trust her, and she even shared her nude image.
Guys, to describe her, there are no words; anyone who likes MILFs will definitely try to fuck her. Her boob size was 36D, a little bit saggy, but that doesn’t matter at the end of the day.
I got to know her fantasies, and I shared what I like to do in bed with her.
Finally, the day came. She shared her location in Electronic City where she lives in a flat, and her husband was on a business trip. I told her to wear the same saree she was wearing on the day of the function.
I reached her flat, and she opened the door. Guys, she was the same lady I had seen at the function, and I was not able to control myself. Straight away, she guided me to the bedroom, and I did not waste any time.
I made her sit on the bed and lifted her saree up to her thighs, started kissing her thighs, and slowly went near her pussy. I made her lie down, removed her panties, and started licking her pussy, which most MILFs like.
I was trying to find her G-spot while kissing her clitoris, and I inserted my finger inside her pussy; she was out of control. I liked that so much (even when I am writing this, I am masturbating).
I continued to lick for 7-8 minutes, and her fluid was oozing. I started to lick fast along with her fluid. She was pressing my head and moaning hard.
I changed my position so my dick was in her mouth and her pussy was in my mouth (sideways 69 is the best position for pussy licking and blowjob). Constantly, I was licking her pussy, and she was giving me a blowjob until I came.
Suddenly, I was out of control. She released fluid for the second time. We rested for 5 minutes, and I was hard again. Now I removed all her clothes; she was begging me to fuck her.
I made her turn around, put a pillow under her stomach, inserted my dick in her pussy, and started to hit her hard. She was even crying.
I made her bend in the doggy position and slowly inserted it in her asshole (only with her permission; she was liking it).
Guys, I was on cloud nine. It was very tight at the beginning, but slowly we both were enjoying it.
After 5 minutes of fucking her asshole, we changed positions where she came on top of me. Guys, pressing her saggy boobs while she jumped up and down was a dream come true for me.
She was ready to take cum inside her, but I wasn’t about to cum. I made her bend in the doggy position again, inserted it in her asshole, and came there. I was totally exhausted, but not she. This is the reason young guys love older women.
After cleaning ourselves, we waited for 30 minutes, and once again, I started to lick her pussy, but this time I made sure that she orgasmed.
After continuous licking for 15-20 minutes, she had her orgasm. What I learnt from her is that she loves her husband but can’t do this kind of thing with him, so she has chosen me. He hardly touches her in bed (and each other’s feelings should be respected).
(I also masturbated while writing this story because I lived in that moment again and I know how it feels.)
After that, I stayed there until night, had dinner, and enjoyed the time I was there before returning home.
After returning home, I was not able to take that experience out of my mind; it was a mind-blowing experience.
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