MILF is an acronym for "Mother I'd Like (to) Fuck", or "Mom I'd like to fuck". It was made famous by the movie "American Pie", though the origin of the term predates this (the term was already used for years on the Internet).
The term MILF is now in common usage, and denotes a sexually attractive older female, generally between 30 and 50 in age. Along the same lines as the "hot older woman" story genre, our Milf Stories section also includes "Cougars", who may not necessarily be Moms at all.
The slang word "Cougar" may be defined as a woman over 40 who sexually pursues younger men, typically more than ten years her junior. Milfs and cougars, hot older women / younger guy stories are what we serve up in here for you.
While he hoped he’d see or hear from Summer again, Scott felt he was being realistic when he assumed he wouldn’t. With his self-esteem lower than ever, the questions plagued him. Not that he didn’t want to, but what would a pretty young woman like her wan...
My last encounter was with a co-worker named Sandra. We worked together for about a month, before I moved to another route. We had sex several times after the first encounter and each time was passionate sex. It was like we taught each other well. One nig...
As Wes entered his new home, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement filling him from head to toe. This was going to be the place where he would finally live independently — no more parental restrictions or guidelines! But what really made Wes ecs...
It was Summer, and like every summer, I could be found at the local skate park. I was nineteen and I loved to skate with my friends, grinding the rails and getting some air. It was a thrill and felt exhilarated doing tricks that felt dangerous and foolhar...
Summer managed to get Harry undressed, cleaned up, and into bed, where he lay, somewhat delirious from the fever in his body and brain. The thought of it being a dream briefly entered his mind, but it was far too real to be cooked up in his feverish mind....
"Yeah, get that thing in my mouth," said Ella, stroking an erect thick brown cock with her soft hands. Morning came, and the room was dimly lit. Ella shoved the cock in her mouth and massaged her lover's testicles while doing so. Just an hour earlier, the...
My eyes burned painfully from the lack of sleep. It had been a long shift, responding call after call with no rest. I was exhausted, hungry, and downright filthy. My body ached to where I just wanted to sit down and never get back up. I drifted off as our...
'Bobby, what is the horniest experience you have ever had?' Jenny asks after cleaning herself up and changing into her loungewear. 'You mean apart from fucking you?' I ask as I watch her prepare herself a sandwich, whilst wondering if that nice tight ass...
Summer walked home from the park in a daze, unable to think about anything but Harry and Scott and the worlds of difference between them. She had to talk to Harry about it somehow. What Scott had given her would not be denied, and things could not just st...
I always jacked myself off in the bathtub. Warm water and soap lubricated my hand, letting it slide over my cock easily. I was a chronic masturbater. I did it at least once each day. I had been in the bath for about ten minutes when my nephew banged on th...
It is just a chilly autumn afternoon, and the final year of high school begins for Edgar and his best friend Anton. None of them could ever anticipate what this day truly would mean to them and how it will completely change everything. Anton suggests goin...
The temperature in the shop continued to rise with the mid-morning sun. Ryan had been watching the clock tick, second by second, for the last half hour, begging for his workday to be over with. Stacking heavy bricks painstakingly on each pallet sent his w...
While he hoped he’d see or hear from Summer again, Scott felt he was being realistic when he assumed he wouldn’t. With his self-esteem lower than ever, the questions plagued him. Not that he didn’t want to, but what would a pretty young woman like her wan...
Sal's wasn't that busy when we got there. The lunch rush had yet to start, and as usual, Brain walked right past the hostess and went straight to the buffet line. He filled his plate while Mary and I waited to be seated. The waitresses all knew us because...
It was another cold winter Saturday morning in February. My routine this time of year was to go shopping and run errands in the morning. I had already picked up my dry cleaning, stopped at the pharmacy, and was now walking into the grocery store. I’m a cr...
They worked around each other in the kitchen, preparing the kid’s ‘busghetti.’ They hadn’t said much on the short ride home or since arriving home apart from what was necessary to make dinner. She’d told him she could handle it alone, but he smiled, ignor...
