Real Milfs 3 : 4 Pack MILF Bundle - Books 9-12 (MILF Erotica Cougar Erotica Age Gap Erotica Mature Woman Virgin Man Deflowered May December Age Difference XXX Erotica Collection): Real MILFs Bundle, #4

By Tori Westwood

'Real Milfs 3 : 4 Pack Bundle' features 4 naughty stories of mature, confident women deflowering their innocent virgin men in hot erotica encounters.  The cougars have targeted their prey and they're going for the kill!  Read as they tackle stiff members like pros, getting exactly what they want and sometimes a little more!  Strictly Adults Only!

Stories Include : 'Milf Milked,' 'Desperate to Claim Him,' 'Me And My Friend Claim Him' and 'I Had To Take Him Inside Me.'

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Apr 10, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386007081

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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So what do you think? I pressed.

He cleared his throat.  How would we ... get it?

The old-fashioned way, I said, returning to the fruit.  You’d just have to suck it out.

Bobby damn-near choked.  Suck it out?  With my mouth?!

Well yes, Bobby, how else are we going to get the milk out?

He shrugged.  I don’t know, Angela.

Well that’s the only way, I clarified.  If you want my nourishing milk you’re just going to have to, I slid open my gown to reveal more of my tits, suck it out.

Bobby’s eyes almost popped from his skull as he stared at my breasts.  I still hadn’t shown him my nipple but enough of my big tits were visible for him to start making his own conclusions.

How do we know it’ll work? he asked, coming around to the idea.

Oh it’ll work, I said, although in reality I had no idea.  I'd heard stories of women being able to lactate on command but I had no idea if it was true.

When can—when do you—erm—

We can do it right now if you like, Bobby, I said, realizing what he was driving towards.

I walked around the counter and back towards him as he sat in the chair, looking vulnerable.  I was practically daring him to do something.

I wanted him so badly in that moment.  I wanted him to make a move.  I wanted him latched on to my tits, sucking away.  I wanted to feel that hard cock of his pierce me open.

Well? I asked, presenting myself in front of him.  Would you like to try?

He swallowed and looked at me, then back down to my large chest.  Tentatively he moved his hands forward slowly, heading for the split in my gown.

That’s right, I encouraged softly, keeping my hands at my side and letting Bobby do all of the work.  Just like that.

Bobby pinched either side of my dress and began to open it slowly, his pupils dilating as more and more of my deliciously big tits were revealed to him.  Most guys his age would kill for something like this, and here I was giving him it on a platter.  Have at it, Bobby.

He looked at me as though wondering if he should continue and I nodded simply, looking back down to his trembling hands as they opened my gown.

Bobby let out a little whimper when the fabric slid over my stiff nipples and revealed them to him.  They were tight and hard, rising on my chest at the mere thought of Bobby’s lips enveloping them.

His finger tenderly tickled over them, as though he were seeing a nipple for the first time.

Suck them, Bobby, I urged as he eyed them lovingly.  I could tell he wanted them.

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Bobby had been going to the gym more regularly recently.  I guess it was his age.  At nineteen, guys seemed to care much more about their appearance and my lodger he was no different.

Something strange was happening to me though.  The more Bobby worked out the more I had the hots for him.  It was as though I could see him maturing and growing before my very eyes.  As the weeks passed I really began to notice a difference in him, but Bobby didn’t want to stop there.

He was a tenant of mine and I'd taken him in to help with my bills.  I was desperate and he was one of the first to offer his tenancy, so I took it.  Looking back, I'm glad I did.

What’s up? I asked, hearing him let out a frustrated sigh as he browsed on his laptop at the kitchen diner that morning.

I wanna get big, Angela, he said, scrolling the mouse-wheel.

I walked up behind him and pulled my dressing gown tight around me, putting my hands on those broad shoulders of his.  "Bobby, you are big."

He looked up at me from his chair.  I want to be bigger.  I think I need some protein or something.

I couldn't help but feel bad for him.  In my eyes he was perfect as he was, but he clearly wanted to achieve something more.  At forty I'd have killed for a figure like his, although I did like to look after myself.  I guess you could say I was shapely.

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