My Hot MILF Fantasy Came True!

There’s nothing quite like your first MILF.

Everyone in town knew who Mrs. Carter was.  It was impossible not to.  She was tall, blonde, with the biggest, firmest tits I’d ever seen in real life.  And she would zip around our small town in her cherry-red Corvette convertible that Mr. Carter had gotten her for her 40th birthday.  Her stepdaughter, Jessica, was one of my best friends in high school.  Rumor was that Mr. Carter had a nasty divorce from Jessica’s mother a few years ago.  And I guess the new Mrs. Carter had been the reason why.  But everyone loved her.  All the boys certainly wanted to fuck her.  And the men.  But the truth is I had my own hot MILF fantasy about Mrs. Carter too.

Jessica’s house was the place to be the summer after we graduated high school.  For one, the Carters were rich.  So she had the biggest house in town, and a huge sparkling pool in the backyard.  Mrs. Carter loved hosting Jessica’s friends and always invited us over.  She would sit outside with us by the pool in a tiny white string bikini, her huge breasts spilling out the sides, working on her tan.  Every boy had to stay in the pool until their boners went down or risk the embarrassment of the girls pointing them out.  But if Mrs. Carter knew we all wanted her, she ignored it.

I’d never had a hot MILF fantasy before.

But there was just something about Mrs. Carter.  One day, I was changing out of my bikini in the guest bathroom when something in the corner caught my eye.  It was Mrs. Carter’s dirty wet panties!  She must have dropped them after changing without realizing it.  Quickly, I slipped them into the pocket of my jean shorts.  I probably could have sold to them to any of the guys in town.  But I kept them for myself.

When I got home, I couldn’t stop thinking about Mrs. Carter’s panties in my pocket.  I began rubbing the soft satin between my pussy lips.  I fantasized about yanking her tiny bikini aside and pulling one of her big giant tits into my mouth.  In my hot MILF fantasy, she took control, grabbing my hand and sliding it down to her bikini bottom.  Mrs. Carter had a perfect bush, and she guided my fingers into her soft wet pussy.  Before my thoughts could take me any further, I came.  Then I held Mrs. Carter’s panties to my face, inhaling her musky scent.

I knew it was just a fantasy.  Mrs. Carter was married, and my best friend’s stepmother.  She barely paid attention to any of the guys drooling over her.  Certainly, she wasn’t going to express interest in me.  But I couldn’t stop thinking about her.  And about how much I wanted that MILF pussy.

It seemed impossible, but my hot MILF fantasy finally came to fruition at the end of the summer.

One day, I saw Mrs. Carter at a hotel downtown where I was meeting my boyfriend.  He had gotten a room so we could finally have some alone time.  With both of us living at home, it wasn’t easy to fuck like we wanted.  And we were horny!  I recognized her immediately.  Like I said, she was hard to miss.  But one thing was different for sure.  The man who had his arm wrapped around her was definitely not Mr. Carter.  She was having an affair!

I kept this nugget of information to myself until the Carters were having their end-of-summer bash.  Mrs. Carter was decked out in a skintight red dress that hugged her curves.  Naturally, she was the center of attention.  But I kept an eye on her.  And when I saw her go upstairs to use her master bathroom, I knew now was the time to make my hot MILF fantasy a reality.

I was sitting on the bed when she came out of the bathroom.  Shocked, she looked at me.  “Kayla, what’s the matter?  Why are you up here?”

Taking a deep breath, I stood up.  “Well, Mrs. Carter,” I began, biting my lower lip and locking eyes with her.  “I know you have a secret.  I saw you, downtown, at the Armstrong Hotel, with a man who was not Mr. Carter.  But I have a secret too.  I’ve had a hot MILF fantasy about you all summer long.  And if you indulge me, maybe we can both keep our secrets.”

She paused, and I wondered if I’d gone too far.

Then she stepped forward and grabbed my ass, pulling me flush against her huge tits.  “I see,” she murmured, squeezing even harder.  “You want to play with the big girls now, Kayla?  I don’t know if you can handle it.”

Before I could even respond, she pressed her lips against mine and stuck her tongue into my mouth.  She tasted like cherries and whiskey.  And I loved it!  She reached back behind her and unzipped her dress, revealing her sexy red lingerie.  Then she shoved me on the bed and climbed on top of me, yanking her panties to the side and grinding her pussy against my mouth.

“Make me cum, sweet girl,” she demanded.  “This is the hot MILF fantasy you wanted, isn’t it?”

Curious as to how my night with Mrs. Carter went?  Or maybe you have a hot MILF fantasy you want to share…

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