For the Love of MILFs Collection

By Jenevieve DeBeers

Five Hot and Spicy Tales of sexy women getting so much loving it makes them crazy.

These women are rough and ready, and looking for a good time.

For a list of titles included, please click on the Look Inside cover above. You'll be better able to see the titles and subject matter, as well as read a sample.

This 48,000 word collection includes a hyperlinked and clickable Table of Contents to quickly take you to the story of your choice.

About the Author:
Jenevieve DeBeers leads a double life. By day, she is a dedicated worker bee in the corporate grind, but at night she surrenders to her deep, dark side and writes out all of the little fantasies that consume her day. Her characters enjoy all of the wild sexual escapades and daring deeds of lust and love that she wishes she was brave enough to enjoy in real life. Yeah, she lives vicariously through her characters.

• Language: English
• Publisher: SmokinHotPress
• Release date: Jan 4, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310036163

Jenevieve DeBeers

Jenevieve is a lover and writer of erotica.

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FOR THE LOVE OF MILFS COLLECTION

Five Tales of Hot, Passionate MILFs

By

Jenevieve DeBeers

SMASHWORDS EDITION

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PUBLISHED BY:

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Copyright 2016 by Jenevieve DeBeers

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This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, and locations within either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, or locales is entirely coincidental. Unless stated otherwise, all characters in this work are 18 years old or older.

TABLE OF CONTENTS:

Got MILF?

Groveling MILF Gangbang

Making the MILF Grovel

Hot MILF Gangbang

Ponygirl MILF

List of Authors and Titles

About the Author

For the Love of MILFs Collection

Five Tales of Hot, Passionate MILFs

Got MILF?

Are you coming to the game? Cassie said into her cell phone.

Cassie Daniels sat in the aluminum bleachers beside the little league field. Her son, Jeremy, was playing for the Cowboys. They were playing the only other undefeated team, the Hawks.

I got things to do, Aaron said, sounded agitated. It's just a little league game. My dad never came to any of my games and I turned out okay.

Not necessarily, she thought, grinding her teeth. You promised Jeremy that…

I know what I said, he said. Give me a break. I'm trying to put bread on the table, woman. Jesus. You don't do anything, so you watch him play.

And…he hung up.

Her grip on the phone tightened until her fingers ached. Outwardly calm, she ended the call on her end, locked the phone, and put it in her handbag. Cassie could feel the heat on her face, so was grateful for the light breeze cooling her down. Thankfully no one around her seemed to notice anything was amiss.

Cassie took a deep, calming breath and tried to think of anything but her bastard husband. His words, I got things to do, kept echoing in her head. Something more important than watching their son play? And then she remembered the last thing he was caught doing, was his personal assistant, Megan.

She watched the game for a while, head filled with scenes of Aaron doing bad things to bad girls. He was a player when she met him, but believed him when he said she changed him. She just made him a better player. A stealth player.

I need a drink of water, she said, standing.

Cassie was pleased to see a number of men do double-takes on her. She wasn't all sexed up, either. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, she wore a button down shirt over a white sports bra, and red shorts. Okay, the shorts were a little on the brief side, and a bit snug, but she considered her butt and hips her best assets. Of course, since giving birth to Jeremy her boobs had been her best asset. Aaron loved, loved, loved to suckle, and he'd kept her lactating ever since. So her boobs were usually pretty big and plump.

The bathroom facilities were part of the park maintenance building, called the Field House, about a hundred yards from the field. The closest water fountain was there, as well. There were quite a few people mingling between the field and the Field House. Most were men, and they pretty much all were watching her intently. So she gave them sassy little strut.

Aaron better mind his business, or he could easily lose all of this, she thought, and giggled. Odd how thoughts of leaving her husband always made her giggle.

A maintenance man was exiting the building as she approached. He looked to be in a hurry and didn't quite close the door all the way. She was a curious sort, so thought she'd take a peek after a nice, refreshing drink.

The water proved all she expected, cold and wonderful. Standing a bit too quick, she sprayed water on her chin. It dripped off her chin, splattering deep in her cleavage. If felt good.

Mmmmm, she moaned.

Moving over to the ajar door, Cassie pushed it open and stepped inside. She expected to see lawn movers, weed-eaters, and watering equipment. Instead, she found a small break room for the workers. That explained why they called it Field House and not maintenance building. There was a fridge, three bistro tables, and a microwave next to the sink.

Got milk?

Eeks!

Cassie spun around to find her next door neighbor, Ted Hanson, in the door and smirking at her. Well, as usual, he was smirking at her chest. Her milk-laden boobs were rather out there, all but impossible to contain, much less hide.

Jesus, Ted, she scared me half out of my skin, she said, leaning back against a table and panting.

You should be scared, he said, wagging his brows as his eyes met, and held, hers. You naughty, naughty…trespasser.

Being called naughty always was a thrill. Aaron won her over with his wonderful way of punishing her. When they were first married, she found so many ways to be naughty for him. Mostly involving sexy clothes and flirting with other men to make him jealous. They had so much fun. Now, he hadn't spanked her since before Jeremy was born. Mostly now he suckled his fill of milk out of her tits, banged one out, and then watched TV. Technically, he suckled and banged her three times a day (morning, after work, bedtime). Long ago she realized he wasn't making love to her anymore, just banging them out for his own pleasure.

Yes, she said, surprised how breathlessly sexy her voice came out. I just was…curious.

His eyes dropped to her chest, and lingered. Her throat tightened, recalling overhearing him and other neighborhood men talking about her. She frequently overheard things like Got Milk? and Got MILF? said when she walked past them. At first it was a shock to be called a MILF. But of late, she was just glad someone found her attractive.

You know what they say about cats? Curiosity killed the pussy, he said, eyes dropping down there. I know a pussy liked like to…

Cassie just gawked at him, as surprised by his words as by her body's reaction. Her belly filled with butterflies, and her juices began to flow. A wonderfully wet warmth spread between her legs as her throat tightened up.

Well…oh my, she said. You know…I'm…I'm…um…

Married?

Yes, she said, and giggled. That's what I was trying to say.

Not me, he said, moving up close. Being divorced is nice. You should try it.

Cassie felt the heat radiating off his body. She'd never noticed just how buff Ted was before then. He was a head taller than her, with broad shoulders and narrow hips. He was wearing a white polo and khaki pants. And he smelled really, really good.

I should…umm…get back to the…, she whispered.

You're very beautiful, Cassie.

She closed her eyes as goose-flesh spread across her shoulders and back. It's been years since Aaron said that. Cassie was starting to fear she'd lost it. Afraid she'd join the legions of faceless soccer moms.

Ted stroked her ponytail, and then her arm. She sucked in a sharp breath, knowing she should stop him. Knowing a simple no would put an end to his come-on. After all, she was still married to what's his name. She couldn't just…

He pushed her button down shirt off her shoulders. Cassie perked up. It was moving into a dangerous place. One in which she had lost her edge after years of marriage and motherhood. Ted was back in the game, so had all the moves. Could she resist his advances?

Did she want to?

Now Ted, our sons are best friends, she said. We can hardly…you know.

Oh, I know, he said, leaning in so close his lips brushed hers. And it would be so damned good if we did.

I'm a mother.

You're a MILF, he said, pushing her shirt down to her wrists. She was leaning back over the table, braced up by her arms on the table. The MILF every man longs for. A hot, sexy MILF.

Her eyes widened. Was he telling the truth? She knew men looked, but didn't they look at any reasonably attractive woman? She wasn't any different than any of those other soccer moms out in the bleachers. Or was she?

Ted kissed her on the corner of her mouth. A safe kiss. An exploratory kiss? Was he testing her waters? Cassie looked into his eyes, and saw deep longing and desire. She so wished her husband looked at her like that.

We shouldn't do this, she whispered.

Despite her words, Cassie knew it was going to happen. She felt energized. Her body was aching with need. The butterflies were burned away, leaving her insides hot and mushy, pussy throbbing. Her back bowed, pressing her body into Ted as he stroked her back with one hand, and her side with the other. That second hand was getting dangerously close to her boobs.

The things we should not do are the most fun, he said, and kissed her full on the lips.

Cassie's eyes closed and her head tilted for a better angle. They both moaned low as their lips slipped across each other, sliding all around as their passion ignited and flared up. Before she knew it he opened her mouth with his own, one hand palmed the back of her head, and the other palmed a boob.

She threw a leg around him and pushed into that kiss, her tongue darting deep into his mouth. Raking her nails down his back, through his shirt, she reached his pants and started unfastening them. Ted took the hint, and quickly pulled her sports bra off.

Oh baby, she said, pushing him back a step. Cassie dropped to her knees and pulled his khakis down. After she helped him step out of them, she rose up on her knees and wrapped a hand around his erection. Oh, my, you're a big boy.

Cassie started stroking him, loving his length and girth. Holding his gaze, she rolled her tongue around and around his rubbery head. He gasped and stiffened. She giggled, and swallowed the whole head. Ted moaned when she started sucking, working her tongue.

Oh, you're good, Ted said as he rose up on his toes.

Cassie pulled off, wagged her brows, Lose the shirt.

Standing, she quickly stripped out of her shorts and kicked off her shoes, while Ted removed his shirt and shoes. He swept her up in a fierce hug and kiss, holding her so wonderfully tight. After a moment, he pushed her back atop the table. Cassie realized he was about to mount her.

Too soon, she said, pushing his head down to her chest. You haven't enjoyed what you guys all stare at so much.

Wow. Just, wow, Ted said. I knew they were big, but…wow.

She giggled, palmed the back of his head, and pulled his mouth to a swollen, tingling nipple. Suck it, baby. Suck it dry.

Huh?

With wicked glee in her eyes, Cassie grabbed her tit tightly, and squeezed hard. It took a second, but then milk dribbled out of the nipple. Ted's jaw dropped. She squeezed again, and milk streamed out. He gave her nipple a lick, lathing up all that hot milk. So she gave her tit a last, harder squeeze.

Got milk? she said as milk fountained out of her nipple. I do.

Holy shit! Got milk? Hell yes! Ted cried, hit in the face with a thick stream of milk. I've never had a milk shower before.

Drink me in, baby, Cassie purred, holding his eyes a long, intense second. Drink deeply of me.

Ted licked her wet tit, then sucked in her sensitive nipple. Cassie coached him, and soon her lover was suckling like a big, bad baby. She so loved the feel of milk flowing. Her pussy ached and throbbed, knowing it was next.

Cassie moved him over to her other tit, to keep them even. Or so she told herself. Both tits deserved some love.

While Ted suckled, drinking her mother's milk, Cassie stroked his hair, raked her nails across his shoulders, down his back. She giggled whenever she made him grunt or squirm.

You are so fucking awesome, Ted growled, lifting his face from her tits after a good ten minutes. Milk dripped off his chin. He kissed her, and then started to guide himself toward her waiting, needy pussy. I can't get enough of you.

You can have all you want, baby, she whispered breathlessly, watching him rub his dick all over her feminine folds. She was so shiny wet down there. Her sex hadn't felt that hot, wet, and achy in years. Please, no more teasing. I can't take it anymore.

My pleasure, Ted said, just as breathless.

Cassie clung to this shoulders, biting her lip as she watched his cock head penetrate her nether lips. It felt wonderful. She gasped and groaned when he rubbed up and down her slit, before plunging into her vagina.

Aaaiiee, she cried, and sucked in a sharp breath. His penetration stretched her so nicely, sending ripples of pleasure through her. Oh yes. That is so nice.

Ted bent over, pulling a nipple into his mouth as he thrust into her. He thrust over and over, deeper and deeper. Milk flowed, his cock pounded. Cassie kicked her feet, crying out with every thrust. She clawed at his back and shoulders. And she watched him suckling, drinking of her.

You're good, she groaned. Just like that. Don't stop. Please, almost…there…

Ted moaned and groaned, thrusting into her even faster. Sucking harder on her tits. His hands were mauling her boobs, milk flowing out of the other tit as he squeezed it hard in his overzealous passion.

Yes! she cried, feeling her body change. That sexy rush to climax commenced. Cassie cried out, bucking and clutching at him. Her legs wrapped tightly around Ted, forcing him in deeper and deeper. She squeezed