Split Open My Behind, Honey : Anal MILFs 9 (MILF Erotica Anal Sex Erotica Age Gap Erotica First Time Erotica): Anal MILFs, #9

By Tori Westwood

My Catholic lodger, Cory thinks I'm his girlfriend as he talks to me through the bathroom door.  He tells me he's going to do all kinds of naughty things to me but confesses he's still a virgin.  When he tells me that taking my behind will mean he gets to keep his virginity I start to get impossibly excited.

By the time I reveal it's me we're both ready for it.  I don't care that he's half my age, I want him in my mature, virgin behind for the first time.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Oct 8, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386532521

Tori Westwood

Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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He kissed me back and let out a whimper as my hand pushed over his thickness, feeling it out in his jogging pants.

I pulled back off his lips and saw that exact same look of shock again.

Where’s Shelley? he asked.

She’s gone, I said, rubbing over him softly.  It’s just you and me.

He swallowed hard.  You heard all that?

Every word, I said.

Mrs. Crawford, I—

You’re still a virgin, I smiled, quietly proud.  I can help you.

He looked confused.  Help me do what?

Do exactly what you described, I said, kissing his neck.

You—you mean, doing it in the ...

"In the ass, I snarled, kissing his mouth.  I want to do everything you just said."

Cory was rightly taking a while to unravel things.

But you’re twice my age, Mrs. Crawford!

So what, I said, kissing his mouth and feeling the arousal override my judgment.  Don’t you want it?

I pushed my hand down the front of his pants and found that thick slab of flesh.

It feels like you want it, I smirked.

Cory was tense, breathing steadily and closing his eyes as my hand jerked slowly along his length.

You want it, don’t you? I breathed.

I do, he said softly, admitting the sinful urge.  I do want it.

My hand moved faster.  Good, I said, kissing his mouth as his eyes stayed closed.  Because I'm going to give it to you.

I kissed down off his face and onto his neck, biting at his t-shirt as I sank further down his body.  I kissed and bit my way down with deep breaths, keeping up the intensity.

Cory