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participants are related by blood. They

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A Lewd Notion

Margo slid the fruit bowl across the

table, giggling to herself.

I'm not sure I should go first, the

mature woman smiled with a tilt of her

head.

And why not! Lana replied with a

grin of her own. You've always talked
about wanting to partake in these young,
little treasures...

Yeah, you have! Several of the other

beautiful and busty mothers chimed in,
nodding their heads in agreement.

Margo, the soft skinned and sexy MILF,

simply cast her head down to the table
with a sinister smirk. Those lusty eyes
were glued to the fruit bowl the one
filled with bits of neatly folded paper

as she imagined which of the eager

young cubs would be her first...

***

***

The mothers of Maple Street were not

so different than mothers everywhere
else. They cooked, they cleaned, and
they drove their children to soccer
practice. They took the young ones to
marching band shows, and they bought
them tasty treats for nighttime binging.

The mothers were pleasant, welcoming,

and comely.

They were also really fucking horny...

Really fuckin' horny!

The women were insatiable in their

lusty desires. And to top it off, they were

each amazingly gorgeous in their own

unique way. Long blond, flowing hair on
one of them. A short, cute bob on
another. Or the luscious locks cascading
down the raven-haired Margo, for
example.

A few were rather on the bosomy side.

Big, beautiful milf boobs just begging to

be sucked and fondled! While others

possessed more petite, perky breasts.
The kind you could imagine running your
hand slowly over and feeling the
feminine temptation beneath your
fingertips.

But, regardless of their appearance, one

thing was certain when speaking of the

mothers of Maple Street (aside from

their extreme horniness) they were
creatures of pure sex appeal and endless
seduction. The kind of head-turning
sexpots that could not only stop traffic,
but cause a 52 car pile-up... on the
weekend. Their mature bodies had been
responsible for more neck-cranks than a
ring of professional wrestlers.

However, because they were mothers,

and mothers living on Maple Street at
that... the women were forced to curb
their scandalous cravings. For years on
end now, it had been a torturous attempt
to remain presentable and up-standing.
The moms had spent countless nights in
agony, trying to combat the endless lust
and sexual yearning they experienced.

It was the standard story. Once children

are born, the sex life between a man and
woman diminish and the little kids
begin to steal your time away, little by
little, bit by bit. And while the mothers
enjoyed their precious babies, it did not
come without a cost. But, there was
something new on the horizon for the

mothers of Maple Street...

For today was a special day, a very

special day indeed. It was exactly one
month since all their children, the young
boys and girls, had graduated from high
school. All the mothers had watched
those same precious little babies walk
across the stage and grab that little slip

of paper to commemorate the event. But,

the horny mothers were more overjoyed
by another piece of paper.

The paper of consent!

You see, each and every boy and girl of

theirs had only just recently celebrated

their 18th birthday. Young John, Johnny

as they called him, was the latest to
reach this milestone. A robust and
athletic man, but rather on the shy side.
He preferred keeping to himself. A bit
on the nervous, and uneasy side you
might say. He'd never kissed a girl, much
less even held the hand of one, let alone
actually dated a comely lass! But, his
18th birthday marked the last of the

young men and women on Maple Street

to pass into the age of adulthood.

It was just the day these horny, beautiful

mothers had been waiting for...

***

***

Margo sat at the table, surrounded by

all her gorgeous friends the mothers of
Maple Street. She allowed her hand to
rest on the smooth top, slowly inching its
way toward the wooden fruit bowl at the
center of the table. The one filled with
those folded sheets of paper.

That sensuous smile hadn't left her face,

not even for a moment. The other women
stared on, eyes ablaze with eager
anticipation, willing her to reach out and
snatch one!

And here Margo's hand lifted into the

air, moving ever close to the rim, but in

a quick blur of motion she had waved
away the idea.

No, she giggled. I don't think it

should be me first, should it?

Yes, of course! One of the big-

breasted moms nodded.

Yeah! It was your idea in the first

place, Margo, another chimed in.

Hey, that's right! The others nodded

in unison, looking around the room to
gather support to the thought.

The idea they spoke of... was a naughty

notion indeed one which Margo did
propose to the group of mothers on
Maple Street. She, being one of the many
unfulfilled housewives, had taken it upon
herself to plan out a way to satisfy her
delectable, dirty fantasies. While others
may have been content to sit and let

things be, Margo was no such lady! She

was a mature woman with a strong will
and a go-getter attitude. With her
motherly duties now set aside, or greatly
reduced as the case was, time had
become increasingly available. This, as
is well known, will allow the filthy
mind to wander to every debauched and
depraved corner of the brain!

Now, imagine a sex-starved woman

who has been unfilled for years... picture
such a horny, hot and hungry lady on the
loose! The damage she could cause!

But, it was not damage that Margo had

on the mind. It was more salacious than
that, much more so in fact. The older

woman began to piece together the

wanton scenario a short while ago. One
she managed to plot and plan in a single
day, on a lazy and tempting sunday. Left
alone to her own devices, the naughty
mother devised a little lewd game for
the mothers of Maple Street. It was this
game which brought them together on
this very day, in fact. The neighborhood
moms, upon hearing the idea, had taken

her up on the offer at once. It was that

tantalizing! Truly irresistible! They had
never heard of such a kinky and taboo
game... yet this is exactly what drew
them in!

The forbidden nature of it all...

You see, the full-figured Margo had

always possessed a bit of a sweet tooth.
A longing for the young ones, you might
say. As she grew older in years, her
desire for young, hot, untouched men and
women only increased in intensity! She
loved fantasizing about those virgin
bodies... thinking of all the things she
could teach and instruct them in. How
magical and sexy it would be to take

their most prized possession that

alluring purity.

To touch those nubile girls and those

athletic boys in lewd and sensuous
ways, all for the first time. The idea had
weighed heavily on her mind for quite
some time. But, it was the motherly duty
that prevented her from straying. Since

graduation though, all of that suddenly

changed. She was free to explore and
wander, to clamor and claw after her
goal! And so she did... taking out a scrap
of paper and jotting down her sordid
idea. It was such an enticing notion, it
really was! The way Margo had bit
down lightly on her tongue, the one
sticking out the side of her mouth, as she
wrote the rules and whatnot of the game.

She couldn't wait to tell all the girls

about it...

How she had held the paper high and

triumphantly in the air, reading it over
again and again, making sure each rule
and standard was set to perfection. It
needed to be a flawless plan and so it
was! Margo danced about her bedroom,

flitting in and out of the sunlight that

shone in through the windows, picturing
the nasty, filthy outcome of this little
venture all with that characteristic
sinister smile of hers. That one with
those plump, full lips being pulled to one
side of her mouth as if she knew of
something very important and arousing
that was going to take place. An
irresistible expression to all who

witnessed its beauty.

Sadly, this smile had been hidden away

for years and years. It was only on this
lonely, yet awe-inspiring sunday that it
resurfaced into the world bigger and
lewder than ever! The woman
immediately felt her southern lips begin
to moisten at the thought of actually

partaking in this taboo fantasy. How

wonderful and naughty it would all be...
Virgins galore!

Prime, untouched cubs waiting to be

snatched up by a voracious cougar! The
winter had been long and harsh devoid
of any and all hunts, aside from a scrap
or two tossed out by the distant husband.

But now?

...Now the sun was rising, the horizon

was alight with new and vibrant and
hopeful rays of carnality! Margo was on
the verge of a revelation. She felt it in
every lewd inch of her body. The
seductive, all-consuming thoughts.

***

***

And now she had the paper! This foolproof plan to see her raunchy dreams
realized. The time was right, the season
had changed, and now she, and all the
mothers of Maple Street, would feed
they would eat and eat to their heart's
content. Devouring the young, virginal

cubs.

And with that, Margo had called the

girls together for an emergency meeting
of sorts. A little get-together to discuss
her ploy. Only an hour or so ago, the
mature Margo had extracted the paper
from her hand and slid it across the table
watching as all the mothers looked on

with rapt attention, wondering just why

the usually calm and reserved Margo
would invite them to convene in such a
rush.

Margo let the sheet sit there for a

moment, just resting on the table with a
bit of light shining on a single corner.
She waited and waited. Until one of the

mothers, a woman equipped with a

sizable and tempting ass, decided to
clear her throat.

Yes? She asked.

It was just the response Margo had

been waiting for. Her teasing, taunting

ways were still as sharp as ever.

And here that sly, sinister smile swept

over her face once more.

Ladies, she began, I know we've all

been having problems these last few
years. Big and dirty problems...

Mmhmm! The women nodded in

agreement, recalling all the wasted time
of their past. The dusty, unused nether
regions.

Well dears, Margo continued. On

this little piece of paper, I have a game

for us to play. A rather unusual game.

Oh? What kind? A petite mother

asked.

One that will solve all our problems,

and here Margo nodded down at the
woman's groin, as if signaling something

of grave and obvious import.

Do tell! The small woman blurted

without hesitation.

Yes, go right on and tell us, Margo!

The others cried out, already feeling the
wave of excitement rushing down to

their nether regions for the women had

been so restricted, so constrained, that
even the slightest hinting of sex (in any
form) brought about tremendous, moist
effects to their lady bits. Like a feather
running lightly along the skin, it was an
itch that had to be scratched.

Each woman leaned in, circling around

the table like hogs at the trough. With

their interests peaked, it was time for
Margo to unveil the salacious story. She
reached out, taking hold of the paper,
and slowly unfolded it. The sharp
crinkle sounds being the only audible
noise as the girls awaited whatever this
monumental occasion held. They were
certain it would be unforgettable. Not a
single woman breathed or moved the

large bosoms remained still, and the

bubble butts stationary.

Ahem, Margo cleared her throat,

raising the paper up. Ladies, it has
come to my attention, just recently, that
all of our children have now graduated
high school. Yes, yes, I know... You are
all very well of this fact, I am sure. But,

what you may have overlooked is that

each of our children are all over the age
of 18 now... Remember, Ellen? Your
little Johnny just had his birthday right
here recently, didn't he?

Mm, yes he did... Ellen confirmed,

still unsure what this had to do with
Margo's plan.

Well then, ladies, Margo paused,

waiting for her cue to continue.

Yes! The women questioned. It was

just what she needed to hear. A
desperate cry for answers.

Well then, ladies... Don't you see it

already? All over 18... all our young
men and women have come of age.

She spoke those last words slowly and

gracefully, making sure to drive home
the point. And here, a few of the women
began to nod their heads in a knowing

fashion while others scrunched their

eyebrows, still not grasping the implied
dirty concept.

You are all well aware of my, uh,

desire for the young, tempting things in
life, Margo commented. I think this
presents us with a very intriguing and all
the more satisfying scenario.

You mean... One of the mothers

paused. You want to... our?

Yes, Margo nodded. That's exactly

what I want. I haven't been fulfilled,
much less filled at all in years! I'm dying
for some action between these rusty

thighs! I know you girls are too. We've

all been harping about it for a long time
now.

A murmur echoed out over the

gathering. Heads began to nod and lips
began to draw in as they all, each and
every one of them, concurred with the
sentiment.

We already know our kids are virgins

well, so far as we can tell! They're all
good students and pleasant children,
aren't they? None of those dirty little
whores, Margo laughed. We all trust
each other, don't we?

Yes, yes we do, the women replied

after a moment of thought, still reeling
from the proposed idea.

So then... what is your game Margo?

Well, it's really quite simple. We all

have adult children now. Pretty things,

the lot of them. Now they're out of

school with not a lot to do, and much to
experience in the world. What I propose
is... and hold onto your hats here, girls! I
propose that we deflower each others
kids!

There, she had said it. The words shot

out of her mouth as if fired from a

cannon. The idea had been growing so

intensely inside her, it couldn't be
helped. Her enthusiasm was palpable,
unquenchable. All the other mothers
could sense her excitement. The way she
had lifted up high in her chair, jutting
those spectacular breasts forward when
speaking the dirty proposition. And they,
each and every one of the mothers of
Maple Street, all felt a sudden surge of

life flow into their naughty bits. The dry

slits began to moisten as they envisioned
a young cock plunging into their depths,
or pleasuring an untouched pussy with a
tongue and finger.

Let's do it! A plump mother shouted,

breaking the fanciful silence.

I say yes, too!

I'm game!

Yeah, all of us too, Margo! A few

more shouted until every mother in the
room had given her explicit and vocal

consent to participate. The extreme

horniness they experienced was more
than enough to convince the mature
women that it was a good idea. What
better tasty treat in life was there, than
that of teaching a young virgin about the
lusty birds and filthy bees?

Margo smiled broadly, that sinister

expression she was so fond of making.

The first step had been completed. With
all the mothers engaged in the idea, there
was but one thing left to do...

But Margo, how do we play? How

does it work?

Simple, she replied, feeling quite

proud of herself for having gone this far
already. We each write down the name
of our kid on a piece of paper. Then fold
it up and place it into this fruit bowl here
on the table. We then take turns drawing
names each cougar chooses her cub!

But... One mother paused.

Yes, of course! Margo laughed, her

breasts shaking visibly. No one can
select their own child! You silly little
pervert! You choose a name until picking
a child belonging to another mother. And
after that... you must go and deflower the
young, sexy thing.

So then, we're taking turns? Ellen

asked, already fantasizing about the
young girl who lived across the road. A
nerdy kind of lass. One of those
bookworm types with a cute body and
irresistible charm.

Exactly, Margo nodded. One of us

picks a name, and then the next and so

on. The game is to see who can deflower
the young one... the fastest! We choose
one name at a time, ladies. One mother
at a time!

That means... A vulpine mom began.

Yes, Margo said, Once a mother has

selected her cub, we must wait for her to
finish or admit defeat.

What if it takes too long?

A great point, the sexy Margo smiled.

Which is why I have instated a time

limit on these little dalliances. Each

cougar will have exactly 7 days from the
time she chooses her cub. That is 7 days
to find, seduce, and fuck the young
thing.

Oooh! The mothers all replied in

unison, a massive wave of eagerness
stemming from the emphasized fuck. It

hadn't seemed real until hearing that

single sound. Fuck. It drove home the
dirty, debauched point. They would be
fucking the children belonging to the
mothers they had known for years.
Close, dear friends. Young men and
women they had watched grow up and
blossom into sexy young adults.

The thought of fucking these creatures

proved terribly enticing!

Who goes first! One mother cried out

without hesitation.

Their sexual bits had been deprived for

far too long, indeed. The women were

hungry, starving sexpots. Cooped up in

the house all day... devoid of all carnal
pleasures. You had better believe they
were dying to begin.

I'll get the paper! Another shouted.

And with that, a moment later all of the

women had written down the name of

their young son or daughter and placed
them into the fruit bowl which was
now quite full of untouched applicants.

But... who goes first?

***

***

The all important question, a tall

mother, Miss Hex, laughed aloud.

And indeed it was. Thus, they had

arrived at the first of the crucial steps.

All eyes scanned the room in silence, not
wanting to voice an opinion or be the
first to shout their own name. It would
look far too greedy and immature yet,
on the inside, every woman hoped and
prayed to hear their own name called out
to be the maiden voyage. Captain on the
lusty ship to untold pleasures!

Well, why not Margo? It was her idea

after all, said a mother at last.

Yes, that is a good idea! A few others

agreed.

It sounded pleasant enough, and Margo

certainly felt her naughty bits react

heavily to the suggestion. There was
already a damp spot formed on her
panties, and a yearning in her slit. Her
mind had long been filled with ideas of
who she would like to have the young
and studly cubs were her favorite. She
liked the athletic young men. Broad
shoulders and toned stomachs. The kind
of bodies only guys of that age could

possess, not having reached the full

ripeness of maturity, but well on their
way! Margo loved knowing a real man's
body was waiting to be brought to the
surface. Mmm... she cherished this stage
most, just before they turned to true
adults.

She breathed in deeply, desperately

wanting others to jump in and come to

her aid. To hear her fellow mothers all
chime in that she should be the one to go
first!
It would only be fair, her neighbor
said at last.

And then a few more MILFs began to

echo the sentiment. The crowd's consent

started to ripple out across the room. It

was alive with chatter and excitement!

Really, me? Margo blushed.

Sure! One mother said, slapping her

on the back. You came up with the idea,
you deserve to go first.

The bosomy women were grinning

brightly from ear to ear. Such happiness
and cheer spread over the room at
having selected a guinea pig for this
experiment. Although, a great deal many
of them were jealous and envious of the
suggestion, they went along with it
anyway to speed up the selection

process. It would be their turn soon

enough, why prolong it with some
nitpicking?

They all gathered around the ostensibly

unsure Margo giving her encouraging
words, and a few filthy ones in between.
The horny mothers were truly insatiable
now! Sex was on the brain... nothing

could turn them away! Nubile blood was

on the menu!

Think of all that hot, young cock

Margo... Came a sly comment from her
left.

This caused a rush of laughter to flow

out from the mothers. It was such vile

talk to be using, especially when
referring to their own children!

Yeah, Margo we know you love

them young. We saw you staring at those
college boys all the time... 18 and ripe
for the taking!

Alright! Alright! She said at last,

leaning forward with a smile at having
gotten her way. I'll do it! Margo stated
with a slap of her hand on the table.

And that was that. The time had come!

Slide the bowl over to her!

No looking!

Yeah, make sure there's no looking!

Let's be fair, I want some young dick
too! The mothers of Maple Street
shouted.

With the fruit bowl now sitting in front

of Margo, the other mothers quickly
surrounded the table, eagerly looking on.
It was an impressive sight in itself. So
many gorgeous women, all with their
cleavage hanging out the front and
exposed for the world to see. A room
full of delectable, sex-hungry MILFs.

And, as anyone will tell you, there's

nothing more dangerous than a mature
woman with dirty thoughts on the mind.
They will stop at nothing to satisfy those
urges.

Let's get a blindfold! Someone

suggested. And this comment was met
with universal agreement, in the name of

fairness.

So there Margo found herself... the cool

cloth being wrapped around her head,
sliding down over her eyes, blocking out
all light. It only seemed to add to the
thrill of it all. A real taboo game of sex!

Any favorites you're hoping for?

Some snickers could be heard in the
room.

I know who she wants... Another

said, giving her friend a nudge in the
ribs.

Oh, I do too... A busty mother

nodded. That young buck who's always
coming around her house and wanting to
hang out with her daughter. Isn't that
right, Margo?

The blinded girl didn't bother

answering. She merely laughed, reaching
out for the bowl.

Where is it! Margo giggled.

I knew it! You totally do want his

manhood filling you up!

Hurry up! Margo laughed again.

Slide it over so I can reach, I'm hungry
for that young cock!

You filthy girl!

Can you blame her? We've all been

holding out for so long... I know she's
excited, just like us all!

Ain't it the truth, the other women

sighed... once more feeling the envious
notions creep into their hearts as they
saw Margo's hand dipping down into the
bowl.

The time had arrived. There she was,

moments away from making the first and
bold selection.

Ellen stuck her hand into the fruit bowl

and gave it a final stir, just to make sure
it had been mixed properly. This was
met by a chorus of mmhmm's from the
fellow mothers, indicating their show of
approval.

Go on, Margo! Pick one up...

Oh, I plan to... She smiled that

sinister smile. Her black hair flowing to
one side of her body.

And at last, with all eyes glued to her

slow moving arm, Margo began the

torturous descent down into the bowl.

She made contact with the first slip of
paper as all women in the room let out
a gasp.

But here Margo flicked it aside, opting

to dig deeper down, scooting a few
sheets to the side in her quest for gold.
Several of the mothers covered their

mouths with shock and nerves. They

could scarcely take the tension. Who's
child would be chosen to lose their
virginity first! Nobody doubted that the
gorgeous Margo would succeed. Her
feminine appeal was undeniable! It was
only a matter of who...

The seconds ticked by, all without

word or movement. Until finally, in a

blur of motion...

This one! Margo cried out, quickly

snatching the paper from the bowl and
thrusting it high into the air.

Who is it! The mothers gasped, still

unable to see the name scribbled across

the page.

Margo reached up slowly with her

other hand, taking a good amount of time
to unfold the paper a rather dramatic
move. But at last, it had been done.

A grin, the same sinister kind that had

not been seen in years, instantly crept
across her face. A look of sheer and utter
delight.

Does that mean you got...

She's happy with her choice, look at

that face!

Who is it! Who did you get!

Margo remained silent. She placed the

paper back down on the table and slid it
forward, saying the lone word aloud,
Lance.

I knew it! Mrs. Hex shouted. That

boy is always running around your
house! I knew you wanted him! How
lucky you are!

Lucky indeed, Margo winked at her

friends.

Well there it is! They commented.

Let's start the clock. One week, Margo,
one week!

I doubt she'll need more than one

minute... have you seen her body?! Look
at those tits!

But there was one woman who rose

from her chair in a rather somber
fashion... as she began the slow walk
toward Margo. It was none other than
Sarah Lance's own mother!

All the moms in attendance froze. There

seemed to be a lingering, unknown

tension in the room. A danger in the air.
No one was quite sure how the mother of
the chosen would react. It is an awkward
situation, after all... And so they watched
with rapt attention as Sarah strode
forward, pausing right beside Margo.

She put a hand on Margo's shoulder,

staring daggers down at her neighbor.

After a fitful pause...

Show him a good time, baby!

I'm sure she will! Wooo! The mothers

cheered (sighing with relief and setting
the tone for future selections), nodding

and smiling with mirthful faces.

The game had begun...

***

***

It was a weekend. An ordinary

weekend. And, like on most weekends,
Margo knew the hunky neighbor lad
named Lance, would be venturing over
to her front door and asking if Ashley
(Margo's daughter) was free to hang out.
The usual routine. Why he never used a

phone or texted before, nobody knew.

He seemed to enjoy the surprise face to
face encounters with Ashley, and
perhaps... the mature Margo as well.

But at any rate, the gussied up Margo

had a different plan for today. An
entirely different one, indeed.

She watched as the athletic young man

came bounding up the front steps of her
porch, making his way to the door. A
moment later she heard the three distinct
knocks.

Knock, knock, knock.

And after taking one last look at herself

in the mirror, pushing her boobs up
slightly in that low-cut shirt, Margo
slapped that sinister smile on her face
and turned to address her visitor.

It swung open without so much as a

sound. Lance was facing the opposite

direction, staring out into the street.

Hello there, Margo whispered,

drawing his attention.

The young man whirled around,

grinning widely. His mouth had been left
open in preparation to speak, but upon

seeing the beautiful mother standing in

the doorway... all words left him yet
his mouth remained open.

Ummm, he stuttered, his eyes running

up and down the grown woman's body in
a shameless display of gawking. Poor
Lance wasn't even aware of his behavior
in this moment. Who could blame him...

As Margo stood there in a pair of tiny

pink shorts and a very revealing top,
with those impressive boobs inviting in
the young man's eyes. Her toned, firm
legs barely covered at all. He could only
imagine how good she looked from the
rear what an ass Margo had! Not to
mention the way her pale, milky white
skin contrasted seductively with her
flowing, jet black hair.

What brings you by, Lance? Margo

said at last, deciding to end the poor
boy's torment.

Oh, uh hi there Mrs. Vanders... I, I,

was just uh stopping by to see if uh...
could...

He rubbed the back of his neck,

pretending to stretch but in reality
sneaking a peek at her heavenly breasts.

For Ashley? Margo smiled politely.

The way her lips curled to one side
about tipped Lance over, so strong was

the sexual arousal. He was no better than

a bumbling drunk in his current state.
Just the way Margo liked it... completely
enraptured by her feminine powers. The
experienced woman taking control from
the very beginning.

Uh, who? Lance muttered. Oh yeah!

Ashley, that's right. Yeah, if she was here

to, uh, you know, hang out, uh... with

me?

It was just the question the mature and

horny housewife had been waiting to
hear. The smile grew wider and wider.

Oh sorry, Lance... She said, shaking

her head slightly. She's gone out with

Mr. Vanders on a little adventure for the
day. They won't be back until much later
on.

Oh... He hesitated, thinking of a way

that he could sneak another look at
Margo's tits. In the end, he just
performed a terribly blatant look at

them. And here the mature seductress

could begin to see a growing bulge in the
18 year old boy's pants. A welcome
sight, indeed! Her big treat...

I guess I'll just... uh... come ba-...

Lance continued.

Actually, Lancey, if you could do me a

favor... Margo replied, sticking out a
hand and placing it on his sturdy
shoulder. The young man's eyes
immediately stared down at the dainty
fingers.

Yes?! He shouted in a comically

eager fashion. I mean, uh, what would

you like Mrs. Vanders?

Well, I was in here trying to put

together Ashley's new bed. I just didn't
think it would be so hard to move around
and assemble. Do you think you could...

Help lift that crap? Hell yeah I can,

Mrs. Vanders! He blurted, already

stepping forward.

Terrific, Lance! Come inside me err,

just inside here, Margo giggled, as if it
had been an innocent slip of the tongue.
Yet the words had done the trick. As
Lance immediately began to imagine
himself plowing the older woman, firing

his cum deep inside her tempting pussy.

Allowing the mature Margo to take his
virginity and satisfy his fantasies all in
one go!

Ok! He shouted, and here the boy

stared at that beautiful ass just as Margo
turned to walk back into her home. The
way those delicious cheeks rose and fell

with each step... an incredible display of

sexuality!

So much so, in fact, that...

Are you coming Lance? Margo called

out when she finally realized he had
forgotten to move, being too busy

wrapped up in the process of perving on

her irresistible rump.

I sure hope so! Err... yes, Mrs.

Vanders, coming right in err, yeah, I'll
be walking in!

The door closed shut behind him as

they made their way down the nearby

hall. Lance knew right where to go, but
with Margo, in her rather sexual attire,
leading the way... the young man decided
to take his time in maundering behind
her. Not that the older girl minded at all.
It was all part of her seduction process.
Get the lad's naughty bits raring to go!
Have him jumping at the chance to see
those perky breasts of hers reveal

themselves, and to feel those plump

pussy lips spreading wide apart to
accommodate his entry. These were the
thoughts that filled the minds of both old
and young as they crossed the threshold
of the bedroom.

***

***

You're right, Mrs. Vanders! Lance

stated in his best attempt to sound manly.
It really does look heavy.

And pretty big too, Margo winked,

Or at least I hope so...

The young stud didn't know how to

respond. He was left gulping, taking in a
quick breath as his nether region began
to grow in size again. He'd have a full on
tent scenario happening right at his groin
if he wasn't careful. But my god, Margo
sure could get a cock hard, and fast!
Despite her lack of practice, the mature

woman seemed to retain every bit of her

seduction and quite a bit more than she
had last experienced. It seems age
brought a kind of relaxed sexual ease
with it. A kind of effortless confidence
coupled with her extreme horniness... it
was going to be quite a spectacular day
for the young Lance. That much was
certain. Margo knew it to be true with
every inch of her body. She couldn't help

but eye over her daughter's hunky friend.

Those large athletic shoulders, his
boyish charms, but more importantly...
his ever increasing southern bulge!

There was a distinct protrusion in the

lad's pants. He would attempt to bend
forward at the waist, as if inspecting the
bed frame (which had already been

assembled, yet nobody seemed to

question), and conceal his erection.

I think it's pretty big... Lance nodded,

quite unsure. Where were you trying to
move it?

Well, Margo sighed, letting her boobs

lift up and down with the elongated

breaths. The boy's eyes were pinned to
them, following every slight change in
motion that they went through. Such
marvelous boobs they were... fully
formed, large, and enticing. That tight,
low-cut shirt didn't make matters any
better for Lance. With Margo's cleavage
staring him in the face and her ass
taunting every ounce of his willpower...

it was a wonder he didn't stick a hand

down his pants and begin jerking off
right then and there!

The full-figured mother stuck a hand

out, once again placing it on Lance's
shoulder as she spoke. I was thinking
we might push it closer to that wall over
there. But I'm not sure there will be

enough room if we do that, what do you

think?

Ummm... Lance muttered, completely

oblivious to the question.

Here, I'll have a look, Margo said as

she ambled over to the corner.

And here, the sly woman, she bent right

over the bed and into the angled space of
the corner. The sight of her shapely,
toned rear-end in those tight pink shorts
nearly dropped the young man where he
stood! As Margo bent over, those tiny
things hugged even tighter to her firm
ass. There was barely any room left for

them to go. It left very little to the

imagination as Lance traced every line
of her feminine perfection with his
virgin eyes. They were bulging from his
head like over-sized baseballs, nearly
popping out of the sockets. He hadn't
taken a single breath ever since she
stooped over, tempting him with that
womanly physique.

There was something magical about a

mature woman's body. They possessed a
certain quality, that thickness that only
comes with age. The full-figured, totally
developed figure. None of the ungainly,
gawky immature bodies of young girls.
Mrs. Margo Vanders was equipped with
a weapon of mass seduction. The
slightest movement in this position might

cause Lance to fire off a load of hot,

white goo without a moment's notice.
She just looked so good... those lickable
legs and fuckable ass!

Lance was forced to bite his lip,

attempting to stifle a shout of jubilation.

It looks fuckin' great! He shouted. I

mean, uh, it looks like it would fit. I
hope it will!

Margo giggled at his vulgar comment,

before giving him yet another wink
while looking back over her shoulder
from the bent position. Oh, you'd like it
to fit in here, Lancey?

Yes, Mrs. Vanders. I want it to fit so

badly!

Me too, studmuffin, Margo smiled

that sinister smile only she could
perform. It buckled the young man at his
knees. I never knew you cared so much
about furniture arrangement, Lance, the
mother chided her eager cub.

Well, uh, I mean, uh, everyone

deserves to be comfortable!

That's very true, Lance. And it would

be rude of me as your host if you weren't
comfortable, wouldn't it?

I guess so, he shrugged, gulping along

the way, and allowing his eyes to survey
that flawless physique a few more times.

And you know, Lance, she continued.

You look kind of hot. You're sweating a
bit, aren't you?

Oh, uh, he looked from side to side,

smiling nervously. I guess a little, it's
not too bad though!

Oh stop it, Lancey, Margo giggled,

moving toward the lad. Why don't you
take your shirt off? It will be a bit
cooler.

I'm not sure about--

Maybe I'll join you, Lance, how about

that? Nice and hot in here, we should
cool off don't you think?

And with that comment, Lance took

hold of his own shirt and ripped it off
over his head in a flash of movement.

Yeah, all done! He proclaimed, quite

proudly.

Margo, as the mature and patient

woman she is, took a moment to admire

the young man's physique. Those
burgeoning muscles and rippled abs. Just
the kind of body she had been dreaming
of.

Mm, look at that Lance. You are quite

muscular, aren't you? What a sexy body
on a young guy like you.

Well I do workout, Mrs.Vanders, he

replied with a bit of confidence. Though
his attention was still firmly fixated on
the bosom of Margo, as he awaited
seeing her shirt removed and joining him
in the open air.

It shows, came her coy reply. Margo

then gripped the bottom of her shirt, and
in a slow, torturous yet arousing speed,
she began to slide the material up her
body. The cotton pulled along her body,
moving up the toned stomach and higher
still to the sizable tits.

Lance, the little horndog, watched from

his shirtless position desperately

wanting to stroke himself, just as he had
done countless times to thousands of
porn videos. But, he knew he couldn't.
Not yet anyway. And so instead, he
stood there with mouth agape and hands
sweating quite heavily.

And then, at last... the shirt was tugged

up and over her head! Those bountiful

breasts were left fully exposed, being
ogled and devoured by the young man's
eyes. The bra doing wonderful things to
accentuate every bit of Margo's ample
sensuality. There was nothing better than
the sight of gorgeous MILF tits, at least
not to young Lance.

There, she said. Much cooler, isn't

it? Oh my, but Lance! You're still
sweating a bit.

Yeah, just a little. It's uh... kind of hot,

I mean, really hot!

Look at those glistening abs, Margo

exclaimed, extending out her hand. Mr.

Vanders doesn't have anything like these.
Not for years anyway... would you mind
if I felt them?

What! Lance blurted, more than

somewhat shocked. Touch my abs?

Mmhmm, Margo leaned in, batting

her eyes with those long lashes.

Uh, sure, Mrs. Vanders. Yeah, he

nodded.

Mmm, the mature woman moaned,

placing her hand on his chiseled body.

The young man jolted a bit at the

sensation of her soft touch.

Jumpy? Margo laughed. Don't be. I

love these muscles. So solid and hard,
aren't they?

Yeah... well, like I said, I workout.

And like I said, it certainly shows

Lance. You're one sexy man...

Gulp... went the handsome stud. He

didn't have a clue what to do here with

the mature mom of his friend... rubbing

her hands over his shirtless body,
complimenting everything she touched
along the way. And being a young man,
Lance was still not able to fully control
his southern lance... it began to grow and
throb and pulsate at every second.

Mmm, those biceps sure are rugged.

And these wide shoulders... You are

quite built, aren't you Lance?

Yes, Mrs. Vanders. Just good genetics

I guess, you know, to be big.

Oh... Margo giggled, thinking over

the innuendo whether intended or not

from the virgin lad.

He loved watching her boobs as she

pawed at his skin. The way those
feminine spheres pressed into one
another as her arm stretched across to
feel another sturdy limb. And those few
times, done quite intentionally, that those
very same boobs found themselves

squishing firmly against the hard body of

Lance. Those jiggly mommy tits!

How hard he had to fight, struggling

against the urge to grab hold of them or
slam his face down between the bold
lines of cleavage.

You're just hard all over aren't you,

Lance? She smiled, letting her eyes
drift southward to his nether region.

Well... Yeah, I think so, he mumbled,

having difficulty breathing.

All over? Margo tilted her head, her

right hand beginning to slide down his

chest, lower and lower still, down
across his stomach, where it paused just
above his belt line. Do you have
anything harder for me, Lance?

He gulped audibly, holding in his

breath. Margo's light touch was robbing
him of all his few remaining senses. The

untouched fellow was enraptured,

entering the throes of excitement.

H-h-arder? He gasped.

Yes, Lance, she replied with a

serious tone, looking directly into his
eyes, moving her hand farther south.

Harder.

And with that, Margo, the sexy MILF...

slipped her fingers beneath the
waistband of the young, awe-struck
friend of her daughter. She dipped it low
and purposefully, moving down his groin
until her hand made first contact with the
upper-side of Lance's impressive

manhood.

Yet another gulp emitted from the lad.

His eyes growing wider and wider.

Mmm, it looks like you certainly do,

Lance. It's MUCH harder here... Margo
moaned, biting her lip. The older

woman's face was no more than half an

inch from the young man's as she
whispered into his ear, still extending
her hand lower until those soft and
supple fingers were gripping the shaft of
that virgin cock.

I do? He asked hesitantly, no more

the confident bull he had viewed himself

as.

With a single touch of her hand, the

mature mother had disarmed the young
man entirely. He was putty in her
clutches ready, willing, and begging to
do every sort of dirty thing he had
fantasized about. And the way she
continued to squeeze and stroke the

lower portion of his girth only seemed to

bolster these feelings of lust. Lance had
never before felt the carnal desires of a
woman visited upon his aching member
though he had imagined it countless
times, this was indeed the first, and most
exciting moment of his life!

Yes, you do big boy... But, I keep

forgetting I'm the host, don't I? You can't

be comfortable with these pants holding
in that big dick in your pants, can you? I
mean... it would only be right for you to
relax and get cozy, wouldn't it?

Well sure! He shouted, totally

aroused by the idea of stripping down
nude in front of the beautiful woman

with her hand wrapped around his

manhood. How could he not be? The
way her perky tits exploded right out of
the sexy bra... how her hips splayed out
wide, giving an extreme hourglass
figure. Just the kind of body you'd want
to be on top of you or, bent over in
front...

I thought you might, Margo giggled,

loving every moment of this lingering
seduction. The thrill of the hunt a
cougar's favorite part of the game
taking over the cub and assuming
control. Teaching the young virgin all
they needed to know to please a woman.
But first, she had to prepare his member
in the most satisfying manner
imaginable.

And so, the full-figured mom named

Margo reached down, unbuckled his
pants, and slid them off the boy. He
stared at those luscious tits all the while,
nearly drooling at the mouth as the
mother of his next door neighbor
crouched down, only inches from his
raging cock. How he would love to feel

those lips sucking his thick dick. To see

that MILFy mouth take his shaft inside,
wetting it down along the way,
pleasuring every inch of him.

Apparently, this is just what the

naughty, horny mother had in mind...

Lance, wearing just a pair of boxers

now, looked on as Margo slipped a hand
in through the front hole and pulled his
cock out the opening. It rested there,
extending straight out with the material
draped along either side. An impressive
specimen, alright. Margo was right. His
large muscles weren't the only big, hard
things Lance was packing.

Such a spectacular, girthy shaft he had

the perfect length. Margo couldn't wait a
second longer... She stared, fighting off
the urge to ram it down her throat. But,
no matter how horny she was, nor how
long it had been since she last felt the
satisfaction of a man in her mouth... she
knew this was about seducing the young
man. And so the mother battled off these

desires, instead opting to torture the lad

a little more.

Mmm, looks so big and tasty, Lance...

She moaned, sliding her face along the
end of it but not quite touching anything
yet.

Oh god, he sighed. Mrs. Vanders...

Yes, Lance?

Is, is, is...

No Lance. They won't be home for

quite a while now. I bet you'd like to see

me lick your dick, wouldn't you?

Fuck yes! He screamed, breathing

deeply at the outburst.

Mm, me too... I'd love to put this big

cock on my tongue. I'm sure you taste so

good oh my, what's this? Are you

dripping precum for me, mister? Margo
giggled as the stream of clear liquid
poured out from Lance's cock. It dripped
steadily, slowly down the shaft until
falling from the underside in a big, long
strand of sexuality.

Am I turning you on? Margo asked,

as if the massive erection wasn't already

a clear sign.

Yes, Mrs. Vanders! So much... oh

jesus... The young man groaned, almost
falling over for the millionth time.

That looks too good to pass up! She

moaned, lurching forward and licking

the underside of his cock, sucking in all
the precum.

Mmm, so tasty... She continued.

Fuck me... Lance moaned, as he felt a

woman's tongue grace his cock for the

first time of his life. He had breached the

threshold! With Margo's tongue lapping
and running along the bottom of his shaft,
swirling and circling around to the tip,
he was fast becoming a real man.

More for me? Margo winked, taking

hold of his cock and squeezing it from
the base to the tip, as if emptying a tube

of condiments only instead of ketchup,

she was greeted with a hefty dose of
precum flowing out onto her tongue. The
clear liquid gushed again and again as
Margo eagerly sucked it all down,
clamping her lips around the head of his
cock and devouring every drop.

The neighbor boy closed his eyes for a

moment, arching his back to revel in the

glory of this new sexual milestone. The
manner in which she groaned repeatedly
only served to coax out more and more
clear, tasty liquid. Each time a load
would flow forth, Margo moaned,
sucking harder and harder. In time she
began to take more and more of his cock
stretching her lips farther around his
thick, hard shaft. Lance loved every

second it, but not nearly as much as

Margo. She was in heaven... holding
onto that virgin cock, sucking the head...
inch by inch taking it all into her mouth.

It had been so long since she felt truly

alive never more than in this moment!

Margo reached up, finding one of

Lance's hands, and then guided it down
to her breast. The boy instinctively
squeezed, quite roughly at first, but then
more gently as if her were cradling an
ancient artifact of grave importance.
Margo put her hand over the top of his
and squeezed down hard, showing him
just how she liked it. He followed suit,
even bringing his other hand along to

join in fondling and groping the

opposite tit in the same manner.

Sounds of wet gagging began to fill the

air, as Margo shoved Lance's entire cock
down her throat. She took him from base
to tip and everywhere in between.
Widening her mouth to allow the big
pole and it was here, right as it

prodded the back of her throat, that she

felt the biggest gush of precum in her life
come blasting out and leak down her
skin. The mature mother pulled out
momentarily, focusing on the tip, giving
it teasing licks and lascivious smiles as
Lance looked down in awe. He couldn't
believe this sexpot mother was giving
herself to him!

She had made a slobbery mess of his

dick, alright. Coated and dripping with
spit and precum, just the way she wanted
it. Her own juices had been flowing
heavily for quite some time now.

My turn, Lance, she smiled, tearing

off his boxers before raising up to her

feet.

And here he saw that even her outer

shorts had been dampened. So much of
her own precum was draining out from
that gushing slit, that horny hole, that it
had formed a massive and conspicuous
wet patch on the pink material. The
young man looked down, wide eyed and

agog, staring at the outline of her plump

pussy lips. The very ones begging to be
fucked and filled. He could sense that
much it was clear to see in every line
and movement of Margo's body. But
never more so than in her trademark
sinister smile, eyeing the boy down with
naughty intent.

What? He sputtered.

My turn to get comfy... now, how about

I take these shorts and panties off,
hmm?

Yeah!

Ok, big boy. But would you do me a

favor? Keep stroking that big dick of
yours while you watch me... BUT, not
too hard, Lancey. We don't want that gun
going off early, do we? She laughed.

No, Mrs. Vanders, he shook his head

rapidly, already reaching down to

pleasure himself.

Good boy, she smiled.

Now it was time for the mother to begin

the real show... Margo turned around,
presenting her ass to the young horny
man stroking himself behind her. She

took hold of her shorts, pulling them

down her toned, inviting thighs
revealing a pair of cotton panties along
the way.

Oh god... Lance moaned, unable to

look away.

Margo was bent over slightly, jutting

that sumptuous derriere out to the rear in
the best angle possible. How thick and
full it looked, with just the right amount
of plumpness and jiggle. The kind Lance
wanted to ram his face into and allow
his tongue to do all sorts of dirty, vile
things to the mature rump. He stood lost,
transfixed by the sight of her alluring
body. The best he had ever seen. And

made all the better as the woman it was

attached to, coaxed him forward to claim
it!

He'd never felt his cock get so hard or

stiff before. It was painful, aching and
throbbing so intensely for relief. The
blowjob had given him an extreme case
of blue balls, to put it lightly... He felt

himself nearing the point of orgasm,

evidently Margo spotted this as well.

Hands off! She shouted, wagging her

finger in the air. No more touching until
I say so, got it? You need to cool that
cannon down a bit.

Yes, Mrs. Vanders, he nodded, with

his tongue sticking out to one side.

There was nothing but a thin layer of

panties separating her sopping wet pussy
from Lance's raging rod. A weak, tiny,
flimsy barrier was all that prevented
them from copulating in a passionate
fling.

Ahem, Margo called him over with a

come hither motion.

The young man approached, standing

directly behind the woman, his exposed
dick visibly pulsating up and down with
each beat of his heart.

Grab my panties, Lancey... take them

off for me.

Okay, he sighed, grabbing onto them

with a light touch.

Mmm, the feel of her warm skin was

incredible. He never knew an ass could
be so tempting! The young lad remained
motionless, stuck in the trance of sex,
staring down at the beautiful, round butt.

Go ahead, Margo quipped. Slap my

ass with your cock. Give me a hard hit.

What!

You heard me, big boy. Slap my ass

with your cock.

And with that, Lance pushed forward, a

mere few inches away. His balls even

rubbed against the mature woman's

upper thighs. He then took hold of his
large lance and lifting it up, then brought
it down roughly against her soft skin a
loud THWACK! Sounded out.
Again, she said, with that sinister
smile.

Lance did as he was told, smacking the

ass once again, and then again and again

and again.

Mmm, good naughty boy! Margo

giggled.

They both felt the slight stinging

sensation from the hard contact. An

invigorating feeling, to say the least.

Knowing they were so close to
penetration and fulfillment... to satisfy
those taboo fantasies!

But the grown woman had had her fill

for the moment. She needed something a
bit more potent than spanking... she
needed something much rougher and

harder and firmer.

Didn't I say to take these panties off?

She said, wiggling her butt from side to
side causing a slight jiggle to occur.

Oh yeah, Lance grinned, gripping the

panties once more and pulling them

down in a steady fashion.

Not more than three seconds later, the

material had been removed entirely, left
half-way down her thighs. And there it
was... Lance felt his heart skip several
beats, yet his cock grew bigger and
bigger at the sight... he could see it! The
slickened slit of his friend's mother! Her

sexy, wet pussy! That juicy cunt, right

there for the taking!

It was better than he could have ever

imagined... seeing the two plump lips,
full and inviting things. It looked like a
perfect place to dip his tongue in, or
slide his dick between.

Like it? Margo called back over her

shoulder in a sly tone.

God yes... Lance moaned.

Why don't you fuck me then? Came

the older woman's hurried request. She

was desperate for it... it had been so

long and so difficult... but now was the
time! Hurry up and go!

Fuckfuck you? He mumbled, not

even sure what to do with the massive
cock in his hands.

Yeah, Lance. Put your hands on my

ass, that's good. Just like that. Squeeze
these cheeks. Feel that hot MILF ass?
You love these cougars, don't you?

Shit, I do now! He exclaimed.

Mmm, good! Now grab your cock for

me. Yeah, just like that. I'll spread my

ass for you look at that wet cunt, you
love it don't you?

I love it! Lance shouted, already

rocking his hips forward.

With Margo bent over the bed, resting

on her elbows, she reached back and

spread her glorious ass exposing the
full extent of her pussy.

Now put your cock on my lips, she

said, dying to feel his spit covered cock
penetrate deep inside.

She felt the tip of his cock sliding up

and down her kitty, as if the boy was
unsure where to stick it... She should
have known better!

Here, Margo said, grabbing hold of

his dick and placing it right up against
her cunt. Now push your cock in, nice
and slow. I want you to feel my pussy

spreading for you...

Fuck, fuck fuck... Lance muttered

under his breath. He couldn't believe
what was happening, but as he looked
down sure enough, his cock was
pushing inside the lips of this sexy
cougar! He was actually penetrating a
woman!

Oh god, he sighed along with Margo,

just as the tip of his cock spread her lips
apart and the thick shaft began to enter
her love den in a miraculous fashion.

She couldn't believe how it good it felt,

either. The long forgotten sensations all

rushing back to her feminine bits in a

wave of pleasure! Knowing a man's
cock was being driven inside her cunt...
it was pure heaven! Margo closed her
eyes, placing her head face down on the
bed giving Lance a beautiful sight of
her hourglass figure as he shoved farther
inside, watching his cock disappear into
those succulent lips. The overwhelming
urge pulling Lance in deeper and deeper.

The tightness of her vagina gripping all

sides of his shaft, squeezing and
massaging every inch of him!

Farther, Margo moaned. Get in me!

And with that, Lance rocked forward,

ramming the entirety of his manhood into
the sex-starved cougar. The warmness of
her pussy engulfed his length in one fluid
motion. The burning, fiery heat of a ripe
woman's sex! It was undeniable and all
the more unforgettable!

He felt his balls press against her ass...

it was all he had to offer! From tip to

base! He was fully inside the next door
MILF! A moment of sheer and utter
satisfaction passed between them here,
as they paused for a few eternal seconds,
relishing the much-needed experience.

Grab my ass, Margo panted,

bouncing her butt forward and back,

grinding along his cock. Now start

fucking me, Lance! I want you to pound
my pussy! Don't you want to cum in this
hot cunt?!

Goddamn Mrs. Vanders! You are one

sexy ass mom! I can't wait to cum inside
you!

You'd be so lucky!

The young buck grasped her hips,

feeling the supple skin as he did so, and
then proceeded to pull her back
forcefully while ramming his cock
forward. It caused a remarkable
sensation... Margo felt her pussy being

stretched out to its farthest limits, and a

little beyond. The now ex-virgin man
was so big! He stuffed her cunt full,
plowing against the sugarwalls and
emptying all his precum along the way in
great big spurts. Slippery and wet gushes
of ecstasy. She was already soaking wet
with her own and the result was one
loud, sloppy mess of sex! A rough,
hardcore fucking the orchestra of sex!

A sound-box of uninhibited pleasure!

Nail that pussy! Margo cried out,

gripping the sheets. Fuck that cunt!
Make it hurt, Lance! Give me everything
you've got... just look at my big ass, stare
down at those wide hips, and tell me you
love fucking this pussy!

God yes, Mrs. Vanders! I love railing

your cunt! It's so fucking tight and wet! I
never imagined it would be anything this
awesome...

The young man was mad with lust and

Margo went right there with him. The
two continued this wanton act of taboo

debauchery with no end in sight! He

plowed her ass over and over, ramming
his cock in balls deep each time. And
Margo loved it all the more. Her pussy
was alive again! Alive with new blood
and being filled with a young stud's
cock! She couldn't wait to feel his cum
lining her walls, gushing out the lips...

She held that thought in her mind

picturing how it would be... And
evidently, the extreme horniness of the
housewife seemed to be a little stronger
than she imagined. For she felt her legs
begin to quiver and shake her ass was
jiggling and wobbling about Margo
knew she was nearing the point of
orgasm! Lance was doing everything just
right! From the way he slapped her ass

to the rhythm of his dick... Margo was in

heaven, finally getting what every
woman truly wanted! It was all too
much!

And she knew Lance would soon be

exploding inside her this only served
to increase the MILF's arousal.

Harder, Lance! Harder! I'm so close to

cumming, don't you dare fucking stop!
Margo bellowed, arching her back and
groaning with each thrust, matching each
penetration, making damn sure to take all
he had every time. She could feel her
lips being pulled out along with the
meaty cock each time he retracted for
another humping motion. God, it had

been so long!

You had better believe that sinister

smile was plastered on her face bigger
than ever!

And now even Lance felt the quivering

of her legs, as Margo tapped and

bounced on her toes, right on the brink of

orgasm.

Oh fuck me! Fuck yes! Margo cried

out with a wailing screech.

And then it happened... Lance dug his

cock in deep, right up to the hilt, just as

Margo collapsed face first to the bed

and the young man felt a rush of liquid
explode out against his cock. The tasty
cougar came long and hard, sending
wave after wave of orgasmic fluid
rushing from her cunt. It sprayed wildly
and madly, coating his cock and dripping
down onto the balls and bed below. That
MILF pussy spasmed and quivered
around his dick with no end in sight. He

couldn't believe how amazing it felt to

have that clenching cunt squeezing onto
his cock.

It was more than he could bear himself

and that's when Lance felt the point of
no return. That familiar rush of energy
reaching his cock, right down at the
base, rushing up to the tip and he knew

an explosion of cum would be launching

free!

God, Margo! He screamed. I'm

going to cum so hard! I've never had it
feeling this good!

Don't you dare pull out, Lance! The

cougar cried out. You give me all that

cum! Spray it in me!

And so the young man obeyed. He

grabbed her hips with both hands and
pounded away like a jack-hammering
maniac, destroying her pussy in the most
pleasurable way possible!

Ahhh! He moaned, falling forward

onto the back of Mrs. Vanders just as
he felt the eruption of cum burst from the
tip of his cock. It was like an unmanned
fire hose spraying out into the great
unknown! Tremendous, copious amounts
of hot white cum gushed outward...
coating her pussy full of seed. Margo felt
the blast at once, noting the fantastic

pressure it had! How powerful and

endless it all seemed. She could sense
his throbbing member with each new
blast of semen. A long since forgotten
feeling...

And a moment later, as Lance continued

to leak cum from his cock, Margo felt it
trickling down her lips having been

stuffed to the point of overflowing and

beyond, it had nowhere left to go but out
and down her vagina. She was in
heaven! The best the mother had felt in
years! But it wasn't over yet... no, not
quite!

Margo continued rocking her hips back

and forth, milking out the last bits of cum

from his the still throbbing, ultrasensitive cock. She wanted it all to
herself. And she got it! Just like any
other hot cougar they always get what
they want.

My god, Mrs. Vanders... Lance

sighed, at last pulling out and falling to
the side. That was the best thing ever!

Margo laughed at his statement. The

best thing ever... Such a young lad. But
now he had the first notch in his belt, and
Margo loved knowing it was her who
had given it to him. She could put one
her belt as well.

But... as she thought it over, reveling in

the wake of her orgasm, the thought
occurred to her that it certainly had been
a long time since she had had sex. And
now, with this eager and strapping man
for her to play with... she didn't think it
right to end things so soon. Even while
still dripping his cum from her cunt, she
was not yet satisfied.

Oh no, Lance... We're just getting

started...

And with that, she stretched a leg over

the young man, taking hold of his cock
with her hand and slipped the tip inside
her pussy. Lance grinned broadly, his
mouth opening with delight. As if to say

another?!

We're only just beginning... Margo

smiled that sinister smile, just as she sat
down onto the thick shaft, taking it all
inside her drenched sex.

***

Of Meetings and Naughty

Details

No way! One mother shouted in

disbelief.

Did she really already do it! Another

chimed in.

Guys, it's Margo... look at that body. I

bet she definitely fucked that little Lance
already! Look at her smile!

Yeah, I've never seen her looking so

happy and content, Ellen laughed aloud.

The mothers of Maple Street were back

in the familiar kitchen at the familiar
table all seated around its edges,
staring intently at the blissful appearing
Margo. She looked to be floating on air,
entirely satisfied. A state the woman had
not been in for a good many years!

That raven hair of hers flowed down

one side of her body as usual,
contrasting splendidly against the milky
white skin. The physique of a true
seductress. The perfect cougar... made
for cub hunting.

Well... Sarah (mother of Lance)

began in a slow tone. Did you? She

had a faint, hopeful smile on her face. As

if bedding the irresistible Margo would
be seen more as a triumph than a mark of
shame. And so it would be...

Margo smiled pleasantly, dipping her

head low. I'll say this, she said calmly.
Get the bowl! One of you lucky ladies
is going next! I've already had my fun!

And with that the gathering of women

erupted in a roar of cheers. Never before
had such an array of spectacular and
wonderful boobs all bounced together so
joyously. A true showing of jubilation
and hopeful expectations. Each and
every woman in the room began to
imagine their own turn, and how they

would please the next cub of their

choosing... the untouched, vibrant, and
eager naughty bits of the young and pure!
The cougar's perfect prey.

Well, how was it! A lady shouted.

Yeah, tell us some Margo you little

slut!

More raucous laughter came about.

Hmm, I'm not sure Sarah would

appreciate that... Margo intoned.

Oh hell, I don't mind, I guess... We're

all going to have to do it anyway, aren't
we? Sarah commented. Just leave out
the, uh, personal details...

Very well! Margo clapped, still

reeling with excitement from her lewd
adventure. I'll say this, I haven't felt that
satisfied in my life! I took that boy

through the wringer! I love them that

young, and their endless stamina... She
said with a wistful sigh, right as the
others joined in with their own sending
another rush of sexual longing to their
aching nether regions.

Do you think he'll tell your daughter?

A mother questioned.

It was a valid concern... one Margo

hadn't really considered. Her daughter
did have an interest in Lance, after all...

I sure hope not! She laughed. ...For

her sake! That boy can sure hump! Err...
sorry Sarah, I'll stop there.

Thank god, the embarrassed mother

replied, covering her face.

Now about that next selection, Margo

said, sticking a hand into the air. Who
goes next! There's many more cubs to be
deflowered, and by the looks of it... as

many horny moms who would like to do

the fucking!

You vulgar little harlot, the gathering

laughed aloud. What's that, one romp
between the sheets with a young stud and
now you're a new woman?

I certainly feel like it! She exclaimed.

Then my god, let's get to it! Bring out

the bowl!

Yes, bring out the bowl! The others

chanted along, as the passel of mature
and attractive women huddled around

the table.

Now...

Margo mused,

Who goes second?

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