TheBlindWriter

Note: Here’s one of my earlier short stories. As a mom, and as a woman in her 40’s, I noticed that erotic writing leaves this type of human out of all the sexy fun. I’m working on a collection of short stories just for moms and for women who may no longer have perky tits and ass, and a waistline that size 2 jeans can fit. I’m sharing this story with you today because it is one of my more popular stories on Fetlife. I hope you like it too. If so, let me know.

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When you are almost 42, being told you look young and sexy makes you feel pretty great. Being told you’re a MILF feels fucking fantastic, because how many moms do you want to fuck? Probably not many.

So, when I started flirting with someone who lied about his age and ended up being 18, not 38, I was initially a little annoyed but eventually became a little curious about being a cougar. 

Just a little.

Was there really anything an 18-year-old could do for me that an older man couldn’t?

I was willing to take a test drive with this younger person and see if there was any truth to the hype of being a cougar.

Jay4U: I got us a hotel room. Be there at 5:30?

LM_IsComing: I’ll probably be there closer to six.

Jay4U: I can’t wait to give you pleasure.

LM_IsComing: LOL … You mean you can’t wait to make me cum? It’s okay to say that. Nobody really says I can’t wait to give you pleasure.

Jay4U: I told you I need a teacher.

LM_IsCuming: That’s only because you said it’s been 10 years. Which by the way, I don’t believe.

Jay4U: Well … about that. I didn’t want to say because then you’ll totally blow me off.

LM_IsCuming: ?

Jay4U: I’m actually not 38.

LM_IsCuming: Of course you’re not. What? 28?

Jay4U: No. 

LM_IsCuming: How old are you dude?

Jay4U: I’m 18. 

LM_IsCuming: Holy fuck monkeys! … 18! … Are you a virgin? Not that it matters but I would like to know what I am working with here.

Jay4U: I’ve slept with one person before.

I knocked on room 734. I was feeling a little like a professional. My second hotel tryst and I wasn’t as nervous as the last time. There was that one little thing though … the thing where he was 23 years younger than me. 

Cougar much? … 

I think so. 

The door swung open …

“What the hell?” I exclaimed. “You look like a baby!”

“Don’t say that,” Jay grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me in. “You’re going to make me more nervous.”

“I don’t bite,” I said, “unless of course you want me to.”

“Oh I want … I want to learn everything from you.” 

“Good, let’s get started. … Are you ready to do everything I ask of you?” 

“Yes.”

I sat him on the bed and stood between his knees.

“Good,” I said. “I’m going to make you do all the things. At any point if there is something you don’t like, just say RED. If you like it, let me know with your moans. I really, really like it when my partners let me know they like what I’m doing.” I leaned in and started to kiss him on the mouth. “And, if you’re getting close to RED, just say YELLOW. … Okay? I don’t want you to do anything that will make you uncomfortable.” 

“Yes, ma’am. Green light.” he sighed and slipped me his tongue.

“Mmmmmm,” I said, bracing my hands on either side of his thighs for support. “Close your mouth just a little. Try no tongue. … Don’t be nervous. … Soft lips.” I instructed. 

His lips immediately softened and his kissing grew tender and sexier. 

“Kissing without tongue can communicate so much to your partner. The lips are extremely sensitive. You can really show me what you’re feeling with your lips.” I nipped his bottom lip and he groaned quietly into my mouth.

“Good?” I asked as I kicked off my black heels and straddled his lap making damn sure my breasts were right in his face.

“Very good,” he said. “But …”

“Shhhhh. Stop thinking. Where do your lips want to go? Show me.”

Starting with a tender kiss, he moved his lips from mine and down my throat. He kissed a trail down between my breasts stopping when my shirt got in the way of his mouth. 

“Mmmm,” I said. “I think my top is in the way. Why don’t you take it off …” 

“Wait. I have a better idea …” I pulled my wine-colored shirt off and sat on his lap smiling.

“Oh my god,” he breathed. “You’re wearing a black lace bra. Just like I imagined.”

“Hey, I aim to please. You mentioned wishing you saw me in something black , so how could I not oblige? … Now, too much talking. As sexy as possible, take my bra off.”

“Yes ma’am.” He brought his lips to my nipple and kissed me through the lace. My nipple grew hard under his kiss.

“Ooooh, I like this.” he said.

“What else can you do?”

“How about this?” He slid his tongue over my nipple and licked me through the lace. The texture of the lace rubbed against my skin and caused friction. Licking his way across the lace and to my cleavage, his tongue and lips found my heated skin.

“That’s real good,” I whispered.

With his teeth he managed to work the lace cup off exposing my entire breast. Immediately, his hot, wet mouth found my nipple and he started to suck. With his tongue, he lazily flicked the tips of both nipples making them as hard as stones.  Deciding my right nipple needed more attention, he grabbed my niple between his teeth and he pulled.

“Aaaaah!” I gasped. “More please.”

Sliding his hands around my back, he unhooked my bra. He then slipped off each strap using his teeth being sure he grazed the skin along my collar bone and shoulder.

I was left straddling his lap, topless and slightly out of breath.

“You are doing very good.” I said. “Are you sure I am only the second woman you’ve ever been with?”

“I swear,” he said, “I really need to learn.”

“Well, so far so good. … Now, using just your lips, teeth, and tongue, make me moan. For now, everything from the waist up is yours for the tasting.”

I leaned in for a kiss, but he grabbed me around my waist and twisted us onto the bed ensuring his body landed on top of mine.  

It was like he couldn’t decide what he wanted to do so he tried all the things. His mouth was everywhere – licking, nibbling, biting, sucking. Sometimes his mouth was soft, but mostly, he let his passion shine through and I let him be rough with me. I wanted to know just how far I could go.

After a few particularly hard bites above my nipples that got the butterflies in my belly fluttering, I decided he had too many clothes on so I started to work his shirt off.

“Let me finish that for you,” he said and pulled off his shirt. Sitting up in bed, he sat there looking at me.

“What?” I said self-consciously.

“I really like the way you look. You’re so fucking sexy.”

“That’s hard for me to believe. I can be your mom.”  

“Well, you’re a fucking sexy mom and I plan on fucking you senseless.” 

“Well then,” I said laughing. “I think  it’s time we move on to the next thing you need to learn. What do you think about your mouth on my pussy?”

“I say green light please!” He launched himself at me and started to pull my jean skirt down my legs.

He was so enthusiastic, I just let him do it while I laughed.

Laying on the bed in nothing but skimpy black satin panties, I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at this young, eager, grown boy. 

“You’ll have to be gentle with my pussy.” I instructed. “You can’t treat it like you did up here,” I swept my hands over my torso. “Have you ever gone down on a woman?”

“No.” he said slightly embarrassed.

“That’s okay. Nothing to be embarrassed by.” 

“Now,” I said, “kiss your way down between my legs. Kiss all around – my belly, my pubic bone, my thighs. Play with me over my panties. Use my panties to arouse me. When you are ready … and even more importantly, when I’m ready … slide my panties off or just move them to the side. Use all of your mouth and play with all of my pussy. My clit is the little bud at the top. You’ll know you found it because I’ll let you know. And if you need a little help, I’ll guide you. Don’t worry. I love it when there’s a tongue diving into me, licking me all over, teasing my clit. And then when you latch on my clit with your lips and start to suck … oh that will feel so good. Don’t be surprised if I start getting wet or creamy. I might even squirt.”

“What?” he asked. “Squirt?”

“Yep. Sometimes, when I’m really aroused, I’ll gush or squirt. It might get all over your face.” I laughed.

“Mmmmm, I’d love to lick all of that up.”

“Good. I want you to lick it all up. I want to cum on your face. And I’m so done talking now. Can you just …”

And before I finished, I was flat on my back having several orgasms – some of which may have been juicier than others.

“Oh fuck!” I screamed after cuming for a very long time. “I’m tapping out,” I panted. “No more mouth. My clit needs a break. … I need you inside me. … Now!”

Looking up at me from between my thighs, Jay just grinned, his face glistening with my cum. 

“Are you sure you’re ready for my cock?”

“Don’t be a smart ass,” I said. “Giving me a couple of orgasms doesn’t mean you’re Super Man in bed yet. Let’s see how you hold up with that 18-year-old cock inside of me.”

I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom.

“May I?” I asked. “I love putting condoms on.”

“Yes.”

“Awesome. Get on your knees please.” I arranged myself between his knees and gently took his cock into my hands. Stroking it, kissing it, and teasingly licking it, I slowly rolled the condom down his cock. 

“I think you’re ready now.” I said leaning back onto the pillows.

“Can I tease you?”

“Please do. Always …” I said, “I love it all.”

He crawled over the bed to me – remaining on all fours he straddled me and rubbed his sizable cock on my thighs and my stomach. Leaning down, he kissed my mouth and worked his way down … 

Down … 

Stopping at my nipples to take a nibble … 

Down some more … licking my stomach and all around my belly ring … 

And down some more until his mouth found my clit and he began softly licking me.

“Oh god,” I panted and arched my hips closer to his mouth. “I need you in me.”

“I’ll get there,” he said and then put his mouth right back on my clit. His tongue did something clever and my hips arched up again – my pussy pressing hard up into his face.

“Please!” I begged.

He worked his way back up to my mouth, distracting me with those lips, and teeth, and tongue. Before I realized it, his mouth was back on mine – kissing me senseless. The only thing I could think was that he was a quick study and a very good student.

Sliding his tongue in my mouth, I felt his cock pressing against me, and I spread my legs a little wider to accommodate him. He thrust in forcefully at the same time he bit my lower lip.

“Oh!” I moaned.  

He slid most of the way out, and slammed back into me. I could feel his balls slapping against me and I let out another moan.

“Oh! I like that! … Again!” I demanded loudly.

He obliged.

And his cock and his mouth kept obliging me through several orgasms.

I kept moaning very loudly and he kept commanding me to cum.

So I did. Over and over again.

“Fuck!” he groaned throwing his head back in satisfaction as he came. “Oh god that was fucking sexy!”

I let out one more moan of pleasure and pulled him toward me.

“Ooooh, do I get to be big spoon now?”

I laughed tiredly. “Yes, and I’m the little spoon. Also, keep this up and you’ll have women of all ages begging you to fuck them.”

“So I did okay?” 

“You did okay. You did more than okay.” 

I grinned to myself and thought, “Well, being a cougar wasn’t that bad. I think I can do it again.”  

— LM D’Lishes 💋 | 8/8/2022