My First Milf

As I walked into the dimly lit living room, my heart raced with anticipation. I had been waiting for this moment for weeks, ever since I first laid eyes on my neighbor, Mrs. Johnson. She was a MILF in every sense of the word - tall, curvy, with long, flowing blonde hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to look right through me. I had always been drawn to older women, and there was something about Mrs. Johnson that made my cock throb with desire.

She was sitting on the couch, sipping a glass of wine and wearing a tight, low-cut black dress that showed off her ample cleavage. As soon as she saw me, she smiled and beckoned me over. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I approached her, my eyes locked on her luscious lips.

"Hello, neighbor," she purred, reaching out to stroke my cheek. "I've been looking forward to this."

Without another word, she stood up and led me to her bedroom. The room was dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. Mrs. Johnson turned to me, her eyes filled with lust.

"Take off your clothes," she commanded, her voice low and seductive.

I hesitated for a moment, but the desire in her eyes was too strong to resist. I stripped off my clothes, revealing my hard, throbbing cock. Mrs. Johnson's eyes widened as she took in the sight of me, and she licked her lips in anticipation.

"Get on the bed," she ordered, her voice husky with desire.

I climbed onto the bed, lying down on my back. Mrs. Johnson joined me, straddling my hips and leaning down to kiss me passionately. Her tongue slid into my mouth, exploring every inch as her hands roamed over my body. I moaned into her mouth, my cock twitching with desire.

She broke the kiss, trailing her lips down my chest to my nipples. She sucked and nibbled on each one, sending shivers of pleasure through me. Then, she moved lower, her lips closing around the head of my cock. She sucked me deeply, her tongue swirling around the tip as she bobbed her head up and down.

I moaned loudly, my hands gripping the sheets as she worked her magic on my cock. She continued to suck and stroke me, her hand wrapped around the base of my shaft as she pumped me faster and faster. I could feel my orgasm building, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

"I'm going to cum," I warned her, my voice hoarse with pleasure.

She didn't miss a beat, continuing to suck and stroke me as I exploded into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, her eyes locked on mine as she milked the last drops from my cock.

As I caught my breath, Mrs. Johnson climbed back up the bed and straddled my face. She lowered herself onto my mouth, her pussy wet and ready. I eagerly licked and sucked at her clit, my tongue darting in and out of her wet slit. She moaned loudly, her hips bucking against my face as she approached her own orgasm.

I could feel her muscles tightening as she neared the edge, and I knew she was close. I continued to lick and suck at her clit, driving her over the edge with a loud cry of pleasure. Her pussy spasmed around my tongue as she came, her juices flowing freely onto my face.

As she caught her breath, Mrs. Johnson climbed off me and crawled up my body. She straddled my hips once more, positioning herself over my cock. She lowered herself onto me, moaning loudly as I filled her tight pussy.

We moved together in perfect harmony, our bodies slapping against each other as we fucked with wild abandon. reached up to cup her breasts, pinching and pulling on her nipples as she rode me harder and faster.

I could feel my second orgasm building, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I gripped her hips tightly, thrusting up into her as I neared the edge.

"I'm going to cum again," I warned her, my voice hoarse with pleasure.

She didn't slow down, continuing to ride me as I exploded inside her. She moaned loudly, her pussy clenching around my cock as she came once more.

As we lay there, panting and sweaty, Mrs. Johnson smiled at me. "That was incredible," she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction.