Filthy MILF 5 | My Naughty Valentine

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FilthyMILF_05Alejandro’s master suit took my breath away. Perched on the top floor, the huge windows offered beautiful views of the Pacific. Far out on the ocean, christmas light lined yachts twinkled as bright as the streets below. Beach night life buzzed in the warm summer air.

Alejandro’s powerful hands caressed my shoulders. He undid the zipper of my dress and slowly pulled it away from me. It fell into a silky heap at my feet. “Let’s not waste your beauty under clothes.”

“That goes for both…” but when I turned around, he was already completely nude, popping open a bottle of champagne. I sighed. He was almost painful to look at. Every inch of Alejandro’s body was nothing short of perfection. His powerful legs supported an equally built torso. His abs rippled. Muscular, but not too much. Tan and gorgeous.

His massive dong swung between his legs as he strode to the minibar for a set of glasses. Slowly, he poured out two. For the first time in forever, I felt a little unsure of myself. Sure, I’d bedded plenty of hot, young guys. But he was a different breed entirely. Something that didn’t even exist outside of photoshop. “What are you doing with a girl like me?” I asked. “You can have anyone.” He came over to me and handed me my glass. Then he caressed my face, bringing my chin up to look into his dark, smoldering eyes.

“I’m astonished a woman like you could wonder such a thing.” He looked me up and down, cupping my breast, then letting his hand slide down the curve of my hip. Lust glittered in his eyes as his cock grew between his legs. “You are relentless and all consuming, like the sea. You are Calypso, bringing men to their knees.” His hot touch gave me butterflies of anticipation. If anyone was going to be brought to their knees, I thought, It’d probably be me. “Mi Belle?” he asked.

“Yes?”

“Will you be my Valentine?” I smiled.

“Only if I can be a very bad, filthy Valentine.” I set down my glass and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. Alejandro lifted me off the ground and pulled me into a tight, passionate kiss. Our tongues swirled around each other and I got drunk of his heady scent. I couldn’t believe how hot his skin felt. His heat filled me, and made any discomfort and aches in my body vanish.

My tits squeezed up together against Alejandro’s rock hard chest. Between my dangling legs, his cock stiffened rapidly.

He threw me on the bed. I looked up at the ceiling, waiting for him to come into view, but he didn’t. Then I felt his hands spread my thighs. His hot, writing tongue pressed the sensitive area between my legs, swirling maddeningly around my clit. I grasped and grabbed fistfuls of his long, black hair. Alejandro kissed me delicately. Hot, heavy breaths beat against my abdomen. Then he licked me sloppily, driving me insane with pleasure. “Mi Belleza,” he breathed. “There’s something I want to show you.”

“Show me anything,” I panted.

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Filthy MILF 4 | First Comes Love

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FilthyMILF_04“This is very fucked up.” I shut the door behind us.

Our bedroom looked almost the same, except all my stuff was gone. Big dents marked the carpet where my vanity used to be. I kicked a silk robe that must have been Shannon’s. “When he was still with me, Ryan screwed your sister in that bed. On multiple occasions. I thought this would be poetic.” I looked back at him. “Not sure? You hate the guy too.”

Adam snorted, his mind made up. He unbuttoned his vest and threw it to the ground, then his dress shirt. Each button pop revealed more and more of his chest underneath. His flat abs and sculpted pecs. Exactly the right amount of hair swirled around his stomach and down his pants to his groin. “D’you know what he said to me the other day?” Adam started. “He was going through his Facebook the other day, looking at pictures a friend posted of you. He said ‘wow, Sonia’s sure turned into a slut. Wonder if I could hit it one more time.’ Dunno if he was kidding or not.” Adam undid the buckle of his jeans and let his pants drop. “Don’t think he was. The fuck head.” Continue reading

Filthy MILF 3 | Gangster Love

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FilthyMILF_03“Check this.” Mac reached up and grabbed one of the dangling, metal pieces. Hand cuffs, drilled into the ceiling.

“Oh my,” I said. “That’s inventive.” I smiled devilishly. “Good boy.” Mac slipped a key in my hand.

“This belongs to you. Only you, Mama.” He raised his arms above his head and waited. I clinked the cuffs shut around his tattooed wrists, then stepped back. With slow, sexy movements, I stripped my leopard print jeans off. Then I stripped my top off, revealing my lacy red bra. With two delicate fingers, I dropped the key to his cuffs down between my tits.

“There. Nice and safe with the other key.” Mac licked his lips, rock hard and ready. I fondled him, looking up into his ruggedly handsome face. His feet touched the floor, but there was no way he could do anything with his hands.

I grabbed his wife beater in the middle with my nails and tore it apart. My fingers traveled all over Mac’s perfect, sculpted chest. His shirt hung in shreds from his arms.

Bringing my full lips to his body, I grazed them up his side. Mac gasped, goose bumps appearing on his skin. I smiled. For such a tough guy, he sure was ticklish. I caught his nipple in my mouth and rolled it gently between my teeth. “Mmhm,” Mac moaned. “Oh, Mama.”

“You’ve been a good boy,” I said, stroking his smooth sides, “but I can’t spoil you too much. Sorry, love.” I undid his belt and tugged his pants and boxers down. Trapped in its silver cage, his boner sprang out. I circled around behind him. Folding his belt in half, I snapped it in my hands.

Smack! “Uh!” Smack! I struck him again on his perk ass, right below the sexy tan line that ran around his hips. Then I spanked his hot skin with my bare hand, leaving a nice red mark. But I needed to get closer. I wanted to feel his young, strong body with everything I had.

Falling to my knees, I came around in front of him. Mac looked down at me, panting hard, horny as fuck. I kissed the inside of his hairy thighs, put to his tight balls. These, I took into my mouth, gliding my tongue back and forth between them.  Mac’s legs quivered with desire.

Looking up at him, I stuck my fingers between my cleavage and pulled out a small key. The one for his chastity belt. Teasingly slow, I undid the metal casing around his cock. It fell to the floor. “Oh, Mama, yeah,” he sighed as I swirled my tongue around the tip of his massive, pulsing cock. I took the whole thing into my mouth, from tip to base, choking on his length. I sucked him, spreading my saliva over his skin, getting him nice and slick.

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Sample: Filthy MILF 2 | The Siren and the Surfer

This is a sample from Filthy MILF 2 | The Siren and the Surfer

FilthyMILF_02Kevin braced his strong, tan arms on the bathroom sink. He was completely naked. From this angle, I could only see his cute butt, sculpted from all the skating and surfing. I wished he’d turn. Nothing more disappointing than finding a perfect male specimen, then discovering he has a strange, tiny, purple dick.

His hair was dry, so he hadn’t even gotten in yet. He was looking down at his phone, waiting for something. I stood on tip toe, as much as I could in my heels, to get a better look.

The phone buzzed alive with a message from Dean, his gross little friend. Kevin opened it. A picture. Me, topless in my swimming pool. I gasped. Those dirty little boys! And Kevin, crushing on his dad’s date. I read the message.

DEAN: She’s our moms age, but wat a babe. Amirite?

Kevin answered, then set his phone back down.

KEVIN: Quit being a tease and send the vid. Continue reading

Filthy MILF 1 | Between the Teeth of the Cougar

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“Ever thought of being with a woman my age?” I asked.

He sat down on the bed, sinking deep into the fluffy, hotel pillows. Austin sipped his wine. “Once. Before you, anyways. I had a really strong crush on a high school teacher.”

“Tell me about it.” Hiking my silk dress over my knees, I climbed onto the bed over him. My fingers explored his smooth skin. Not an age spot, nor any of those funny overgrown hairs Ryan had. There was a plus being getting divorced. I caressed his softly sculpted pecs, tweaking one of his pink nipples.

“She was smart, strict, and sexy,” he ruminated about his teacher. “I used to daydream about her getting mad at me for scoring an F on a test. Then, when all the students left, she’d punish me by making me lay on her desk and sucking my dick.”

“That doesn’t sound like punishment.” I smiled coyly at him as I kissed his warm, hard abs.

“In my teenage mind, she thought she was really giving it to me.” My kisses traveled further down, over the curls of his pubic hair. I stopped at the apron. My hand wandered underneath the flap. I grabbed his hard cock, making him gasp.

“Well, Austin,” I said, stroking down his shaft and over his plump balls, “You’ve been a bad boy.”

“Oh, have I?” He bit his lip sexily.

“I saw the way you were looking at those old ladies at the cafe. Wanting to pick the ripest one and throw her over a table. Fuck her. And at work no less.” He swallowed, his eyes glazing over as pleasure throbbed through his cock. “That’s very bad.” My fingers slid under the small of his back. I pulled the string of his apron and it came loose. “That needs to be punished.”

I tossed his apron. Austin’s rock hard boner sprang out. His tip blushed deep pink with desire. I lowered my lips to his cock and took him in my mouth. As I sucked, Austin squirmed under me. With his most sensitive part between the teeth of the cougar, he was at my mercy.

I worked his cock up and down in my mouth. He brought his wineglass to his lips with a quivering hand and sipped, watching me. Never taking his eyes from me for a second. I deep throated his young cock. “Oh, Sonia,” he sighed.

“Call me Mama,” I said, a string of spit connecting my lower lip to his dick.

“Oh, Mama. That’s so good.” He sipped more wine.

I felt around the waiter’s narrow waist and grabbed fistfuls of his muscular glutes. Pressing him into my mouth, he had nowhere to escape.

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