Category: MILF stories

This story follows on from an encounter between Jay, a young English naval officer home from service off of the Iraq coast, and Mrs Hazel Kellerman, a neighbour of his aunt, who is in her early fifties. I’ve written it as a split narrative; relating the tale first from Jay’s then from Mrs K’s perspective.

The BFE and the BHE, the Best Fuck Ever and the Best Head Ever. I got them, and you probably won’t believe it, just one time and with one person several years ago. It is a night I just can’t get out of my head, and there’s not a day that goes by when I don’t think of it at some point. It was in September 1993. I can remember clearly because I was headed to Key West to meet up with my friend from high school, Austin, who’s band had a steady gig at one of the nightclubs there. Austin’s drummer had been too homesick to keep living there, so I had jumped at the chance to leave North Carolina behind for the Florida Keys.

Its a beautiful day as I pull up to my fathers home. I had a great relationship with my father despite the fact my parents were divorced. He lives in a cozy little community in a quiet little neighborhood.

This story continues to follow the affair between Jay, a young English naval officer, and Mrs Hazel Kellerman, a widowed neighbour of his aunt, who is in her early fifties. I’ve again written it as a split narrative; relating the tale first from Jay’s and then from Mrs K’s perspective.

Wow, there she stood… Right before my eyes she was a beauty to behold…. She stood proud and tall, trim but muscular and oh so hot and horny clad in a white bikini which I should add is very see through when wet and she was dripping from head to toe. The sex goddess who I was admiring was my swimming teacher Pam who, in her late 40’s has long blonde hair tied in a ponytail is tanned and oh so very sexy.

Julia couldn’t believe it when she was named in a relative’s will and inherited a huge amount of money. She was single and forty and lived alone in a comfortable house in a large city. She wasn’t unattractive she was just particular and so far she hadn’t found a man who had measured up to her standards and her special sexual needs.

This is a story relating the beginning of an affair between a young Englishman and a much older widow. Apart from the names, it is true.

Living 30kms north of Toronto afforded my wife, Jean and I the peace and quiet of the country while still being close to the city. We are both 58 years old and semi retired, doing consulting work on a contract basis, which leaves us lots of free time to indulge our many interests.

I’d been invited to a wedding and I was dateless, but thought I might be able to pick myself up a nice piece of ass at the reception. People always seem to get so pissed at weddings and often the girls really let their hair down and turned into horny little sluts. Well, to my disappointment there wasn’t much unattached talent at the party so I decided to make the most of the free booze and food and have a good time anyway.

It was my mother’s birthday and dad had organized a huge fancy dress party to be held at an old mansion just outside of town! I came home from the city to attend it and I was looking forward to seeing the folks again and catching up with old friends. Dad’s parties were always outrageous and usually went on for days.