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A MILF Reminisces with her Friend

woman in red body and sheer skirt in front of a bath full of rose petals

Do you remember our lovable MILF Tina? – go back and meet this sexy but sweet heroine here. I shared her house-sitting adventure here. This story stands alone though, so you can dive straight in. The WickedWednesday prompt is “Ambition”.

 

Come in babe!”

Tina stepped into Lisa’s arms, and was enveloped in a cloud of Space NK perfume. The house was neat as a pin, like always and she slipped her shoes off and flopped gratefully into an armchair. Another long day in the flower shop had her feet aching and her hamstrings tight.

“Want some prosecco?” her best friend trilled. “I’ve got the glasses chilling in the fridge!”

“Great idea Lise – on both counts,” Tina smiled. “What’re we we eating? I’ll call for something now, before we get too tipsy.”

“Too late for me mate!” Her friend shrugged as she passed over a glass coated with condensation and filled with golden bubbles. “I could murder a Chinese though.”

Once their food was ordered using an app, the ladies could get down to a good old gossip. Tina hadn’t seen Lisa since she house-sat for Suzie and Adam. The saga of her hookup with Ash was still untold.

“So what’s the gossip?” Lisa eyed Tina eagerly.

“I have had an adventure, as it goes.” Tina took a gulp of her drink.

Lisa’s rapt attention said Go On loud and clear, so she continued. “When I was looking after Tina’s house, I met this fella while I was walking Freya – their dog.” She proceeded to tell the slightly undignified story of getting caught in the brambles. Lisa oohed and ahhed in all the right places. Tina then described how they met again over Sunday lunch at the pub.

“So he’s handsome and single – where was I when the luck was being dished out?” Lisa made a mock-sorrowful face.

Tina giggled but tried not to look smug. “So go on, what happened when he came round to look at your etchings?” Lisa encouraged her, but they were interrupted by the food delivery.

Once they had dished out steaming plates of noodles and Asian vegetables with spring rolls and spare ribs to share, Tina got back to her hot encounter with Ash.

“Well, we didn’t even pretend we were going to watch a film,” she smirked. “We fixed ourselves generous gin and tonics and took them, and our fatal attraction, to the bedroom.”

“Oooh is that a clue?” Lisa bit into a spring roll, then fanned her mouth because its contents were hot.

“Yeah kinda, he liked being tied up with my silk scarves, so I fastened his arms to the metal bedstead and climbed on board.”

“Oh you little minx! I am so envious.” Lisa groaned, “I haven’t had a proper shag for about 18 months; when Dave came round for me to sign some paperwork and our bickering turned into angry sex.”

“That sounds fun though,” Tina said encouragingly.

“Yeah,” Lisa looked thoughtful, “but it was over too quickly and I felt angry with myself after. But tell me juicy details about yours.”

Tina happily described Ash’s manscaped body, his above average-sized cock and his great oral technique.

“I was nearly cross-eyed, he was so good!” Tina laughed.

“There I was with my legs thrown over his shoulders and his face buried in my … lady bits, while he was licking and thrusting with his fingers. My excitement was building when he slipped one wet finger in my ass at the same time – well I was in seventh heaven. I never knew it could feel so good. In the past it’s always made me feel like a bowling ball, like the fella was just trying to get a grip on me. Ash’s secret was timing. I was so ready for more that when he began to probe me back there, as well as fingering me … well, I came really hard.”

She looked across at Lisa, who had stopped eating to cross her legs. Tina also felt a bit of a buzz from reliving the action.

“What about you?” she asked her friend, as she scooped up a last forkful of rice then set her plate aside.

“Yeah I used to love it!”

“Sorry?” Tina spluttered. “I was asking if you’d had any “bites” worth sharing on the dating scene, but now I want to know what you were referring to.”

Lisa blushed a little, but once she’d topped up both their glasses she didn’t seem so reluctant to share.Harajuku style girl“Well, it was in the early noughties,” her face took on a faraway look, “when I was really into Gwen Stefani, I had my hair bleached like her and I dressed in the Harajuku style, a gothy style with boots and short kilts.”

With her tiny figure, Tina guessed Lisa had rocked it.

“I would go to the clubs and dance all night. I got a lot of attention. One promoter asked me to be a podium dancer – and I was flattered. It had been my ambition once to dance professionally, so I said yes. Come back later he told me, and like a dizzy girl I did.

As soon as I saw the staff clearing up for the night, how sticky and skeezy the club looked under electric lighting, I knew it was a line. But I didn’t care – I fancied him. He had a neat beard and dark eyes that glittered – a Mediterranean look that I liked. So when he led me towards his office I knew he was showing me the casting couch … or office desk!”

“Saucy monkey,” Tina said admiringly, “go on.”

“Well, he knelt in front of me, so I hiked my skirt up, while he pulled my thong down. I rested my butt on the edge of the desk and spread my legs wider, he – Julius – began licking and nibbling at me with just the right amount of force.” Lisa’s expression had gone rather dreamy.

“I’d already come once, thrusting against his chin and eager fingers, when he flipped me around and pressed between my shoulder blades, my chest against the desk.”

“Ohh, did he do that thing where he swept everything off the surface?” Tina asked, but Lisa chuckled.

“Nooo, but he did tease, tickle and probe my little chocolate starfish until I was begging for him to fuck me there. Oh I was crazy for it.”

“Wow Lisa, go girl.”

“I remember hearing the jingle of his belt buckle, and the buzz as he undid his flies, before the tip of his cock began nudging between my arse cheeks.” Lisa rolled her eyes. “I wanted it so bad, I pressed back at him, tilting my derriere to invite him in, but then my common sense kicked in and I reminded him about a condom. A few minutes later, he was back in place, properly dressed, and the fucking began.”

“The great thing about my standing position was that I could rub and slap at my clit as he fucked me, I must have come at least twice more. Don’t look at me like that Tina, I know you’ve done as much.”

“No judgement here,” Tina held up her hands in surrender, “I was only thinking you’re more of a MILF than me. I should be taking notes!” She stood up to give her friend a reassuring hug and a kiss. “Now tell me more about your mis-spent youth.”

Thanks to Victoria_Borodinova on Pixabay for 2nd image, I’ve honestly forgotten who shared the girl/bath image, apologies.

 

10 thoughts on “A MILF Reminisces with her Friend”

  1. Oh so good to have dinner with Prosecco and spring rolls and sauteed vegetables. Love it!
    Very exciting stories, told by women.

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