7 comments/ 82342 views/ 20 favorites Got MILF Ch. 01 By: KKross This story is from the days when I was a senior in high school it was time when having a color TV was a big deal, this was one of the reasons Pratik who had a computer and a dial up connection was the guy at whose house Rohan and I always hung out, the other reason was Pratik's mother Rita. Rita was an executive at a pretty large bank and unlike our mother's dressed the part, she always wore skirts that displayed her well defined toned legs till about mid thigh and accentuated her firm buttocks, thanks to her, to this day unlike most guys I always check out girls from down up and have a leg and ass fetish. Pratik's father worked on a ship and was gone for long periods of time, we never saw him for the 5 years we knew Pratik, what we did notice however were the large amount of "Uncles" Pratik seemed to have that stayed the night in their house, and that Pratik never seemed to want to talk about. Being hormone fueled 18 year olds Rohan and I eventually came to the conclusion that Rita was filling her void, physically more that emotionally with the various gentlemen callers she seemed to have. For me it was enormously satisfying wank fuel to imagine Rita in her high heels bent over the kitchen table being pounded from behind by a hard cock, sometimes I imagined having her knelling in front of me as her beautiful lip stick covered red lips wrapped around my hard shaft and sucked the cum out of my balls. Rohan however being the more extroverted of the two of us was not satisfied with just fantasying, he came to me one day with a proposition that would change my life. "Look I know for a fact she is fucking those so called Uncles, I went over to Partik's house last night, climbed onto their balcony and peeked in, she was doing things there that would put to shame any of the porno chicks we watch on Partik's computer." "Ok dude," I said "So what if she is, unless you want to stand in her balcony jerking off it doesn't really help us does it?" "I was thinking something more fun and long term," He replied "Here is what we should do.." He outlined his plan to me, what he wanted to do was borrow Partik's SLR camera and hide out in the balcony again, once Pratik's mum started the dirty deed he intended to take pictures and get them developed in the school's photo lab, he being a member along with Pratik had access to the lab. And with those pictures we were going to blackmail Rita into being our sex teacher and end the stain of virginity from our lives. Initially I did not like the plan, it seemed hare brained like most of Rohan's ideas and too Hollywood to actually have any really life value, but guys like Rohan have a cocky way of talking to guys like me that make you feel like a really pussy if you don't go along with them. So reluctantly I agreed to be bullied into his half assed plan and found myself later that night climbing the drain pipe to the balcony outside Rita's bedroom along with Rohan. The door was ajar but we could hear the animal grunts from her latest Lothario as well as her sexy moans through the thick drapes. Carefully pulling the drapes aside we both peeked in, the bedside lamp was on but what caught our attention was the action on the floor, Rita was knelling in front of what could only be described as a wall of muscle, he stood atleast 6 feet tall and every single inch of him was pure muscle from his powerful well sculpted arms and shoulders down to his perfectly toned ass that was now rhythmically thrusting. On the other side I could clearly see his long hard cock being pushed by that thrusting into Rita's perfectly 'O' shaped mouth, he hands his hands gripped on her head and was holding it in place as he continued to face fuck her. Rita had one hand rubbing between her legs and her moans started to get louder, I heard a click next to me and saw Rohan had taken his first shots, in a way the sounds coming from inside were fortunate in that they covered out the clicking of the camera. "It's a good thing Pratik spent the money on the right lens these low light shots would have never worked out otherwise." Like most guys from the photography club Rohan had a tendency towards the pedantic when it came to lens and exposures, I ignored him and looked back at the action that had my dick trying to rip a hole in my boxers. Rita had just finished the first of what would be many orgasms of the night and was standing up kissing the man as she fondled his hard shaft; amazingly enough it seemed to be getting bigger. Suddenly he broke the kiss and pushed her down onto the large bed, He wrapped one hand around her throat and dug his huge fingers into her pussy. "You like getting choked don't you bitch?" Rita choked out an acknowledgement and her body went into spasms of ecstasy, "Oh you fucking whore, you haven't even had my dick inside you and are already cumming!" Rita broke away from his grasp and got on all fours "Fuck me with big dick you son of a bitch." she said as she reached underneath herself and started rubbing her clit. He licked his hand and rubbed the head of his cock. "When I'm done with you, you won't be able to walk for a week you fucking slut." "Ye.." before she could finish what she wanted to say he shoved his cock into her pussy and knocked the air out of her "OH FUCKIN GOOOOOOD!" she screamed. "Here take the camera." Rohan pushed the camera into my hands and unzipping his pants he pulled out his cock. I turned away because in my mind watching him wank off was a little on the gay side for me. I aimed the camera back into the bedroom with the sounds of Rohan's masturbation in the background; once again I was grateful for the nosiness of the amorous pair inside. He pounded into her and she screamed. He started fucking her so hard that the bed was sliding across the floor as he did so. Her huge pendulous breasts were swinging crazily as he pounded into her from behind. He wrapped his hands around her throat and squeezed her airway until she started to go red .He grabbed hold of her hair then and pulled her up to look at him. "Look at me while I'm fucking you you stupid whore." he snarled. "Yes daddy," she said obediently. He leaned in to kiss her and she bit his lip. He tried to pull away but she held on. He pushed into her as far as he could and unloaded into her, from where Rohan and I were standing we could see the cum flowing out of her abused pussy. She let go of his lip finally because she needed to start screaming in ecstasy as the orgasm shot through her. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she spasmed on his dick.He pulled out of her and dragged her to the floor by her hair, "Clean me off." He commanded. She scampered towards him and lovingly licked his cock clean of her juices; I'd finished off the roll of film in the camera and saw Rohan zipping up "You're disgusting you know that." I said to him, he just shrugged and took the camera back, checking to see that we had taken as many photos as we could he started back down the pipe, I followed him shortly. I spent a sleepless night because I couldn't get the image of how much of a dirty whore Rita was, I rubbed one off quickly and started to believe in Rohan's plan, could it really be possible that I would be the one choking her and pounding into her pussy? The next few days in school were uncomfortable for me whenever we met Pratik, Rohan was his usual self and had no problems laughing and joking with Pratik. Eventually two days after we took the pictures Rohan walked up to me and said "There're done, I think we need to go tonight." "No you idiot, if that guy is there tonight he'll pound us into the ground, plus what about Pratik" I said "Ok I agree that the guy is a problem, but Pratik would never know, his room is all the way in the back of their bungalow, how do you think he never hears how much of a whore his mum is?" He laughed at his own meager wit. Eventually we decided to approach her on Sunday morning, Pratik would be out of town for a football game and she would be home since the bank was closed, hopefully she would be alone otherwise we'd have to abort. Sunday morning came around and I was a nervous wreck, I'd already had too many cups of coffee and my mum noticed how jittery I was behaving, "You feeling alright honey?" she asked looking at me quizzically. "I'm fine mum, I'm just going to be studying in the library today and am a little wound up is all." It was a lame excuse but she let it go. I met Rohan outside Pratik's house and he had on the biggest shit eating grin I ever saw, "Time to go get us some dude, by the way I get to do her first since this was my idea." He seemed so cocksure of his plan; I just wanted to get it over. We walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell, the minutes passed and I was starting to sweat , eventually Rita opened the door, she had on a cotton bath robe wrapped tightly around her that accentuated every gorgeous curve of her sexy body, I could even see the outline of her beautifully round and firm breasts. She raised an eye brow quizzically as she said "Pratik's not here boys, today is his big game." I was tongue tied so Rohan picked up the slack "That's ok Rita, we came to see you." The use of her first name raised the eyebrow a notch higher but she remained composed and invited us in. I nervously followed Rohan inside, he seemed to be enjoying himself and dropped down into the couch, I stood nervously around till Rita said "Have a seat Brian." I hurriedly took a corner chair as she continued "So what's this about boys?" "Mind getting us something to drink Rita?" Rohan asked. She seemed ready to yell at him for the overt familiarity of first names but she composed herself visibly and turned towards me "Anything for you Brian?" "No Ma'm nothing for me." I replied "I'll have some coffee." Rohan replied. She wordlessly walked into the kitchen, I ran over to Rohan and said "What the hell is the matter with you asshole, just get it over with." "Its called psychology dude, now shut up and let me do this or would you rather do it yourself?" I silently retreated back to my chair, Rita meanwhile returned with the coffee and handed it wordlessly to Rohan. He took it from her and took his time enjoying and relishing every moment as he sipped it. Eventually he was done and grinning at her he spoke "Now Rita let me get straight to the point, I know you are a busy lady so I won't waste your time, Brian and I have a proposition for you, but before we get to that there is something I'd like you to take a look at." He pulled out a Brown envelope from his backpack and handed it to her, she was clearly taken aback but momentarily walked over and took it from him. She took it to one of the other chairs and sat down crossing her legs, in spite of my nervousness I couldn't help but admire how beautifully toned and smooth her legs were. She ripped open the envelope and was clearly taken aback by the pictures, she seemed to be taking it a lot better than I expected though and even Rohan seemed surprised by her calmness. She took her time looking through all of them and finally spoke. "I take it these are copies and you have more of them not to mention the original film?" Rohan did not like her stealing his thunder, he had planned a pretty elaborate speech and clearly did not know what to say, and for once I did the talking "Yes." She turned her attention to me and her beautiful Hazel eyes burned right through me "Yes Ma'm I mean." "Alright then boys let's hear your proposition then, what do you want money?" Rohan had apparently recovered and replied "Look here Rita, firstly stop calling us boys, secondly that cool exterior might work at the bank but it doesn't fool us, we have you over a barrel cheating on your absentee husband and unless you give us what we want these pictures go public." A smile played on her lips, "Ok then Rohan since we seem to be on first name basis, what is it you want from me?" "That's more like it bitch, for starters you can come over here and suck my cock." He said. I was stunned at how blatant he was about it, but Rita just burst out laughing, this was clearly not the response he was expecting and Rohan looked over to me, I could see the first signs of doubt cloud his face. Eventually she stopped laughing and wiping the tears from her eyes she continued "I'm sorry about that boys but I think its time for me to show you some pictures of mine." She walked out of the living room, Rohan looked more confused that ever and turned to me, "She's bluffing." He said. Before I could reply Rita returned with what looked like a photo album, turning the pages she finally found what she wanted and called us over, Rohan and I walked over silently. It was a wedding album and the picture she pointed at was of her as a smiling bride and next to her looking a lot younger but no less in shape than when we saw him two nights ago was her husband. "You see boys I do admit I've cheated on Darrel in the past, but unfortunately for you two, you took your pictures at a time when he was back on shore leave, now what do you think he would do to two young bucks such as yourselves if he found out you'll tried to blackmail his innocent wife into a whore?" My world started to collapse around me and I was stunned into silence. Got MILF Ch. 02 Namrata was walking through the hospital at the end of her shift. At 38 years old Namrata was still a head turner. She was very pretty and she had no trouble attracting young men, a fact she used to her advantage many times in the past, Her husband Anup was alright in bed, put there was just something about young guys that made her wet faster than anything he could do. She liked virile young men who could stay hard and cum multiple times in one session. She approached the food court and she saw Pratik her son Rohan's friend sitting despondent like his world had just ended. She thought about walking over to say hi but remembered the AS 49 forms she had to fill in before leaving. She purchased a café latte and then sat down across from the young man. As she sat down her short mini skirt rode even further up her legs showing the tops of her garter. She enjoyed teasing men and after years of practice now did it without even thinking. Pratik noticed her sit down across from him and watched as she crossed her legs slowly letting him look up her skirt and see her panty covered pussy. He saw her engrossed in the stack of papers in front of her and then felt a growing stirring in his loins as she crossed her legs again. Namrata did not realize the effect she was having on the young man so when she turned her head back toward him and saw him turn his head away quickly as if he were not staring at her she could only smile. The gears started to turn in her mind, after all he was a football jock and was built much like his father so why not. She smiled at him and waved a friendly "Hi" and saw him visibly blush. Namrata was certain that he had atleast a partial boner by then so she decided to make her move. She knew that he wouldn't get up and walk away not unless he wanted her to see the outline of his erection in his pants. She uncrossed her legs slowly again making sure that he would get a glimpse of her panty covered pussy. She stood up and walked toward the young boy. "Good afternoon Pratik." "Hi," he managed. "What brings you to the hospital on a Sunday, didn't you have the big game today?" "I did, but I twisted my wrist while goofing around waiting for the bus and had to come here instead of at the big game." "Well now you shouldn't be coming here all by yourself," she winked at him as she said that. "I'd be my pleasure to give you a hand here." She patted him on his thigh as she said that. She looked through his papers, got him attended to by a doctor and was walking him out the door when she asked "Is anyone coming to get you?" "No not really, I was just going to take the bus." He replied "Non sense I'll drop you off home my self, let me just hand off these papers and we'll leave." He watched her walk away, and all he could think of was shoving his dick into her tight little asshole. The ride in the car was uncomfortable for Pratik, not because the conversation was lacking,no Namrata kept up that part of the social experience all by herself, no it was uncomfortable because his dick was trying to tear a hole through his stone wash jeans. Eventually the car started to slow down, he noticed it was Rohan's house. "I just need to drop off a few things at home, why don't you come in and wait a bit?" the way she said it there was no way for him to turn her down. They walked into the neat little house, "Could you be a dear and follow me upstairs, there is something I need your help with?" Pratik nodded nervously so Namrata led him upstairs into the bedroom . He followed her and watched her ass sway under the tight mini skirt. Her legs looked great encased in the nylon hose. Once again he could feel the stirrings in his loins. They entered the bedroom and nervously he asked "So what was it you needed me to help you with?" Her back was towards him, turning slowly she said "Oh nothing too difficult, just these ..." Her hands had unbuttoned the top few buttons of her blouse and he could just about see some cleavage. "Could you please be a dear and get the rest?" she pouted at him. With trembling hands he reached for her blouse and began to unbutton it starting with the top button. Pratik couldn't believe that he was so nervous and that his hands were shaking uncontrollably. He had undressed plenty of girls and he had even become adept at unhooking the bra clasp with one hand. However now in front of this hot milf he could hardly manage the buttons on her blouse. One by one he managed to unbutton Namrata's blouse and stared at the first sign of bare flesh peeking through the opening. She slipped out of her blouse, her nipples were poking out through the black lacy bra she had on, she sensed his hesitation so she walked closer and leaned into him, he could feel her breath on his neck as she whispered "Don't you want to see some more?" She kissed him full on the lips, her thigh was pressed against his crotch and she could feel the growing hardness between his legs,he reached behind her, unbuttoning her skirt, unzipping her his hands caressed her firm buttocks, she broke their kiss and gently slid her skirt down, he stared at Namrata's beautiful legs as she lowered her skirt. It was as if a masterpiece sculpture was being unveiled. She pushed him down to his knees, grabbed his hair pulling his face upwards and towards her panties, he did not need any further invitation, tearing off her panties he buried his face in Namrata's pussy and began to lick and probe her with his tongue. It was obvious that he had eaten pussy before. Pratik was exploring Namrata's pussy with his tongue and fingers. He nibbled on her clit and he probed her pussy with two fingers when he found her g-spot she knew that it wouldn't be long before she would cum. Namrata felt that familiar sensation in her loins and she placed her hands on his shoulders for support as she announced, "I'm going to cum." Pratik grabbed Namrata by the cheeks of her ass and pulled her close to him. His tongue worked its magic on her clit and Namrata groaned loudly as he body shook in her climax. Pussy juice flooded his mouth but he stayed glued to her cunt and drank every drop of her sweet nectar. Namrata thought that she might faint from the intensity of her crescendo but she recovered quickly and stood on her own. "That was very good sweetheart. Now it's time for me to return the favor." Pratik was down to his boxers in record time and stood in his underwear awaiting Namrata's next move. She looked at the well endowed teenager in front of her and smiled at the swelling in his undershorts. She pushed him down making him sit up on the bed and then she knelt down in front of him. Namrata slowly pulled Pratik's underwear down his legs making sure that the waistband caught on his stiff cock. Namrata loved to see the youthful erect cock spring forward as she pulled the underwear down. His cock leaped out as his undershorts passed over it and it gently slapped Namrata's face. Namrata lifted one foot at a time as she removed the undershorts from his body. Namrata then lightly ran her hand over his lower abdomen just above his stiff cock. It twitched and pulsed as tingling sensations ran through his body. Namrata knew exactly what she was doing as she teased the young man. Then she ran her fingertips along the length of the rock hard shaft and tickled the sensitive soft mushroom head of his cock. He groaned as she toyed with him and he felt like he would cum just from her touches. Then Namrata lowered her face toward the youthful cock and ran up tongue up and down the shaft and around the overly sensitive cock head. "This is just freaking huge," she exulted as she smooched the dick head all over her face. Drools of precum were left behind on her forehead and cheeks while she bestowed butterfly kisses to the head and its gaping slit. Her lithe pointy tongue coaxed more drops of precum which she swallowed with evident enjoyment. "Wow, how big is this dick?" she breathed, looking up at him. "Um, I'm not sure, I've been told its ten inches." he replied. "Wow the biggest I've had so far is nine inches,and yours is not only longer, it is so, so thick." Her hands were lightly floating up and down, just barely touching the skin of his cock. Her mouth drifted down, her lips parting as she began to worship the longest, thickest hardest fuck stick she had ever seen. After a few minutes Pratik was throbbing so hard he could see the pulsing, surging beat of the blood in his dick. She was again making his dick surge by licking and lapping the cock head. Under her ardent worship it swelled even larger. Using lots of saliva as lubricant her hands flew up and down the majority of the dick that she could not take into her mouth. "Oh, God, that feels good!" he moaned as she worked. "Oh GOD, Pratik, you're still getting bigger! I can't even get your dick head into my mouth." She giggled as she kept ministering to his rock hard dick. She stroked him off with both hands and as he started to explode she directed the massive spurts over her breasts, her neck and face. Several ropes of semen landed in her hair and then she sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth. As quickly as that her mouth was over flowing with jism and excess strands were sliding down her chin and then dripping onto her tits. She dropped his dick and began massaging the cum into her tits while Pratik jacked another several wads onto her upturned face. He was groaning with relief, the pleasure was unendurable as I sagged back onto the bed. "Come on stud, you're not done yet are you?" she asked as she reached out to again claim his dick. "Lets go. I need to feel what it's like to be crammed with that big fuck stick!" His head was reeling as she tugged him up and led him to her bed. Her desire was insatiable as she drew him onward with her tight clasp on his cock. Namrata pushed him onto the bed, turned him on his back and scooted around so that she was straddling him with her ass in his face. She sucked him like a vacuum for a few minutes while caressing his balls and mumbling with her mouth full of cock for him to stick his finger in her ass -- which he obliged. Once Pratik was groaning she stuffed his dick into her cunt and started riding him reverse cowgirl. As she rode him she arched her back, continued to knead his balls with both hands, and yelled at him to finger her ass. Pratik really enjoyed seeing the effect the twisting and reciprocating of two fingers in her ass was having on her. She clearly loved it. Abruptly Namrata saw the clock at her bedside and said "We need to hurry Rohan is gonna be home soon."the sound of her words was soon washed away by her own moans as her hips sped up their pace dramatically. All of a sudden she was bouncing on his shaft, her large breasts shaking at the rapid rise and fall of her body. Pratik groaned loudly, taken aback by the sudden upsurge in energy. Not that he could not understand why; it was merely that it had caught him by surprise. He grasped Namrata's ass, delighting in squeezing it as she rode him, and felt his cock twitch. Her moans became shrill, her legs - which she now held up - grew shaky, and her pussy seemed to tighten as his cock crashed into it. "Oh fuck... deeper... deeper..." she seemed to sob, her entire body beginning to tremble. "I'm going to come, make me come..." He grunted, slamming his hips back upwards as hard and fast as he could. Namrata began to arch her back, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her tits shaking on her chest with the force of his thrusts. She was moments away from release. "Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh FUUUCCK!" She dropped her legs, pushing herself back against Pratik as wild shaking suddenly wracked her body. Her pussy spasmed around his cock, and she shrieked out her orgasmic delight. He wrapped his arms around her waist, still fucking her trembling pussy, his balls tightening. He could not bring himself to stop now, even if she was already coming. "I'm going to come, baby..." he breathed, but she was not listening. She writhed, sobbing out her pleasure, and Pratik's hips drove unrelentingly into her snatch. He could feel the cum bubbling at the base of his shaft. "I'm... I'm coming!" He cried out, pushing upwards into his lover's quivering depths, pleasure flooding through his mind as his own release arrived. He held her close to him as his member exploded into her pussy, his jizz coating her hot walls. She twitched almost fitfully, still in the throes of an intense climax, and Pratik joined her, his thoughts clouded with joy as his cream shot into the stunning milf. Ten minutes later as he walked back home Pratik still couldn't believe what just happened, he was so caught up in the memory of the past hour that he almost didn't see Rohan turn round the corner walking towards him,Pratik did not think he could face his friend so he ducked into the nearest alley and took the long way home.