MILF Rider

My friend Steven Weber's mom is incredibly hot. We're talking drop dead gorgeous, the very definition of a MILF. She's been divorced for 5 years, and apparently she lives by the saying 'the best revenge is living well,' because she really takes care of herself. Her body has clearly spent a fair of time in the gym, and as a result she suffers from none of the usual sag you see on women of her age, which is 42 by the way. She has shiny brunette hair which flows down to the middle of her back, a beautiful pair of C cup tits (they might be implants, can't tell), and legs that just go on forever.

Just last week, I got the chance to fuck Steven's mom, and I don't think I'll ever forget it. Summer's are blistering here, cook an egg on the sidewalk type hot. I've known Steven for ten years now, and it's always been understood that I could use his pool any time I wanted. On this particular Saturday I headed over around noon, having just finished lunch. I had on my bathing suit, a t-shirt, and a towel over my shoulder. I unlatched the back gate and headed down the walkway to the pool. As I planned, Mrs. Weber was already lounging in her bikini, soaking up the sun.

"Hey Mrs. Weber, how's it going?"

She sat up in her lounge chair, shielding her eyes from the sun. "Oh hey Tim, good to see you. Are you here to enjoy the cool water?"

"You bet." That wasn't the only thing I was planning on enjoying. Half the fun of coming here was to ogle Mrs. Weber. What more could a 17 year old ask for. Swimming and nursing a boner under the water as I fantasized about having sex with this beautiful creature.

"Steven's off with his dad for the weekend, so I guess it's just you and I today."

I smiled at that news and jumped in the pool, enjoying the shockingly cool water on my body. I swam a few laps, screwed around with the various pool toys they had, and generally enjoyed my time in the water. I also spent a significant amount of time tossing furtive glances at Mrs. Weber, enjoying the roundness of her breasts and the flatness of her stomach. When she stirred I quickly averted my gaze.

"Would you like a snack Tim? I've got some chips, cookies, maybe some crackers?"

I certainly couldn't get out of the pool with my dick like it was, so I politely declined.

"I insist Tim. What kind of hostess would I be if I let me guest go hungry? Come on, get out of the water and follow me into the house."

What could I do? I waited until Mrs. Weber had turned her back to me before scrambling out of the pool and grabbing a towel to cover up with. It hardly did the job though, so I decided I would simply find a place to sit before Mrs. Weber could catch a glimpse. I ran over to the door and peered inside. Mrs. Weber had her back turned, a perfect opportunity to find a seat. Just as I entered the kitchen she turned around, no doubt seeing my cock standing at attention, unable to focus on anything but her beautiful body.

However, she didn't say anything. She simply brought over the plate of cheese and crackers and sat down across from me, munching on a ritz. For a brief moment we locked eyes, and then she opened her mouth to speak.

"I couldn't help but notice you have a boner Tim. Is that for me?"

I blushed immediately, ashamed that I had been discovered. What's a guy supposed to do when such a hot mom is running around in a bikini.

"Yes Mrs. Weber. I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."

"Don't worry Tim, I'm flattered really. I like that you're attracted to me.....Do you think I could see it?"

It was like a dream come true, but I still couldn't make my muscles move enough to do anything. I couldn't even move my mouth.

"It's okay Tim, you won't get in trouble. Why don't you just take it out and show it to me. Maybe I'll even kiss it? Would you like me to help you?"

I nodded yes and walked around to the other side of the table. There I was standing in front of Mrs. Weber, my hard cock tenting my bathing suit. With a deft movement she untied the strings and was pulling my pants down. Once freed, my cock stood at rapt attention, pointing straight out and nearly hitting Mrs. Weber in the face.

Wasting no time, she let my pants fall to my ankles and licked the tip of my cock with her tongue. She ran it all around my cockhead, wetting me down and causing quite a stir in my balls. My brain was going wild too. 'Your friend's hot mom is going to give you a blowjob! Can you believe it? This unbelievable MILF is going to take your cock into her mouth.'

Mrs. Weber didn't let me down, using her skillful mouth to engulf my entire cock, her nose being tickled by my pubic hair. I could feel her tongue working the underside of my cock as I was buried in her mouth, and it made me even harder, if that was possible. I'd only had a few blowjobs in my life, but this one was by far the best. Mrs. Weber went on blowing me, fondling my balls and moaning like a slut the whole time.

After five too short minutes she pulled off and looked up at me with an eager twinkle in her eyes.

"I'd like you to fuck me Tim. It's been a long time since I've had any dick, and I'm going to remedy that today."

"Yes Mrs. Weber. I'd like to fuck you."

"Let's move to the couch."

Mrs. Weber stood up and strutted over to the couch, her ass swaying with every step. While moving she unhooked her bikini top, letting it fall to the ground. Before she laid down on the couch she pulled her bottoms off as well, leaving her naked and beautiful on the brown leather. She was a site to see. Beautiful, pert nipples in the center of her lovely, and amazingly perky, tits. I had to have those.

I eagerly fell on top of her, rubbing my cock along her wet slit and taking her nipple into my mouth. I hungrily sucked at her, causing her to arch her back and moan deeply. I felt her groping at my cock, running it up and down her snatch, coating it in pussy lube. In a few short seconds I was inside of her to the hilt, my balls resting against her ass.

"Oh god Mrs. Weber, you pussy feels amazing. So warm and tight, it's amazing."

"Fuck me Tim, fuck me with your young, big cock. Pound my wet pussy with your tool."

She only had to ask me once. I began banging Mrs. Weber, the neighborhood MILF, for all I was worth. I fucked her deep and hard, enjoying the feel of her warm, tight pussy walls hugging my cock. The muscles of her cunt were squeezing me tight, urging an orgasm to erupt from my stiff dick. We kissed furiously, her tongue dancing in my mouth, engaging in a sexy dance of saliva exchange.

"I want to be on top Tim. Lay down on your back."

We switched positions easily and Mrs. Weber guided my cock into her warm snatch, once again enveloping me in tight wetness. She started out slowly rocking back and forth on my dick, letting my cockhead rest deep inside of her. After a nice primer, she rose up on my dick and quickly plunged back down, stimulating her clit. As her pleasure built she picked up the pace, eventually fucking me at a blistering speed.

"Cum inside me Tim, blow your hot spunk inside my pussy. Fill me with your seed. Fill my pussy with your hot juice."

That kind of dirty talk was all it took for me. On her next down plunge I thrust my hips up as far as I could and let loose with a torrent of sperm. One, two, three, four, five shots later let my hips fall back down to the couch and let out an exhausted breath. Caught up in my own orgasm, I failed to see that Mrs. Weber had cum as well, and she collapsed on top me, exhausted herself.

"That was amazing Tim."

"It certainly was Mrs. Weber. Maybe I'll come swimming tomorrow, too."

As long as the beautiful MILF Mrs. Weber was around, I'd be over here every day for the rest of the summer.