The MILF E-Book

Eva van Mayen

• Herausgeber: Der Neue Morgen - UW2
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 55

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

Beschreibung

Elly is a very attractive forty-six-year-old woman who became a widow two years ago. Sebastian, the son of a couple who are friends, wants to start studying in the city. Elly lets him stay in a small apartment in her house. Soon a relationship develops between the two. Elly is attracted to Sebastian. She takes Sebastian with her on vacation. An intense erotic phase begins in which Sebastian proves that, despite his young age, he can fulfill all his playmate's desires. And even more. This is crowned when Ella meets a slightly older, but also very attractive lady, who also has a young man in her company. Time for a partner swap... Detailed language and explicit description of the erotic scenes.

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The MILF

AnErotic Story

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Eva van Mayen

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Title: The MILF

Author: Eva van Mayen

ISBN: 9783959248051

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Since our first vacation last year, I enjoyed it again to show me at the side of a man. Even if the guy could have been my son. But now between us, when Sebastian hugged me I felt that tug in my stomach that always overtook me when a man impressed me. And Sebastian impressed me very much.

I am a forty-six year old woman, had married my first husband at an early age, got divorced after a short marriage, then I was married for sixteen years and now I have been a widow for two years. Sebastian is twenty-two years old. From my young friend and lover I hoped to enrich my life, especially as far as my sexual needs were concerned.

Sebastian is the son of a couple who are friends. I let him have the vacant attic apartment in my house because, first, he was starting an engineering degree in the city. Secondly, because I had always had a crush on the extraordinarily handsome boy with his blond hair. Thirdly, it was good for my soul to know that he was near me. Fourth, I hoped to return to a normal life with him. And fifth, because I didn't have any children of my own, I finally had someone in the house again whom I could 'take care of' after the death of my husband and who, I hoped, could also 'take care of' me.

It goes without saying that we kept our vacation a secret from my friends and acquaintances, but especially from Sebastian's parents, because there were always little jokes about the two of us. Even though no one seriously suspected that something might be brewing between us. After all, I was more than twice his age and a well-paid widow. Sebastian was officially in London for two weeks, and I was, as befitted a widow, in our vacation cottage in Italy.

In both of my previous relationships, I was not faithful to either of my men. I loved both men. But every now and then I needed it outside of my marriages. My urges and my natural horniness demanded it.

What I had in mind with Sebastian amounted to a straight affair. Already the ride in the Porsche, which I got as a birthday present from my husband years ago, at the side of this young man was an experience for me. My thoughts did somersaults and I dreamed of becoming his mistress. I could not take my eyes off this gorgeous young man in his beige linen pants and open shirt. To please Sebastian, I let him drive. Not entirely altruistically, because so I could look at him again and again in peace. During the ride I leaned comfortably against the door of my convertible and let my long, black hair flutter in the wind. It excited me extraordinarily to observe how he looked over at me again and again and gave me a charming smile.

Oh guys, why shouldn't a forty-six year old woman like me, who never made a murderer's pit out of my heart, desire such a horny and at the same time outrageously young guy? Can't I dream of spending a vacation with him, free from all constraints.

Already during a break in South Tyrol, when we headed for a street café, I enjoyed the partly admiring glances of the guests, because we were an attractive, if a little unequal couple. I was itching in all my fingers. Tentatively, I decided to use my physical charms. Hinting at the midday heat, I opened two buttons of my white blouse, which showcased my bosom magnificently.

I know it wasn't exactly pristine when I quickly took off my bra in the restroom before continuing on my way, but I thought: if nothing else. At a place from which one caught a marvelous view of the landscape and the so enchantingly situated Lake Garda, he suddenly stopped, got out, walked around the car, opened the door for me, offered me his hand and helped me out of my seat. My heart began to pound wildly when I suddenly felt his hand on my waist.

"Oh my God, this is wonderful. Look, Elly, how beautiful it is here. The landscape, the mountains."

"I know that. I know that, Sebastian. I always stop here and look around," I replied.

Millions of butterflies fluttered through my stomach as I too spontaneously put my hand around Sebastian's waist and leaned my head lightly against his upper arm. My goodness, I thought, he's romantic too, that guy. Gushes about the beautiful scenery and doesn't realize how horny I am. The landscape, the mountains, the lake. But what about me? Seventy-one tall, sixty-five kilos, beautiful, large breasts, a slim waist, a full ass, pretty legs and a normally hidden under a thick bush of black hair, but now clean-shaven cunt for him.

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Sebastian tore me out of my thoughts, because he suddenly turned me in front of him and looked at me silently for quite a while, then he breathed a little embarrassed: "Please Elly, I want to kiss you. May I?"

I breathed smiling in love: "Oh Sebastian, how long have I waited for these words comming out of your mouth. Kiss me! Please kiss me!"

And he kissed me like no man had ever kissed me before. A bright blue sky over the lake, not a cloud far and wide, and yet it flashed and thundered deep in my heart when I felt his tongue penetrate my mouth. I felt as if I would have to faint at any moment, because I felt his hard excitement against my abdomen. And I also felt something that I had been missing so painfully for years, I felt mucus oozing out of my pussy and noticed how my nipples were getting stiff.

What a feeling when he pressed me tightly against him and my nipples pressed against his chest.

"Elly, me…", he gasped hotter.

And I breathed blissfully with happiness, "Yes, Sebastian…. yes, me too… But not here. Let's keep going."

Every little bump in the narrow road, every little pothole, every curve, in short everything that made my magnificent ass move on the seat, made me a little hornier.

Arrived at our little cottage, we left everything, no suitcase was unloaded, yes Sebastian did not even remove the ignition key. My trembling hands barely found the door lock to open the love temple for us.

In a state of highest excitement we entered the house, dancing and kissing and getting rid of our clothes piece by piece we crossed the hallway and living room. Until we finally, Sebastian only dressed in a fabulously horny thong and I only in bra and panties, stood in the bedroom in front of a large bed.