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.
Growing up, I spent a lot of time at my best friend's house. We would spend our days playing video games in his room in the basement until all hours of the day and night. His mom didn't mind as long as we were staying out of trouble. The lack of activity,...
I jumped at the sound of the door opening behind me. There was no time to put out my cigarette. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Corey. His tall, muscular frame was silhouetted by the light from the kitchen. "What are you doing out here, Valerie?" The grin...
It had been almost three years since Scott’s wife died unexpectedly while still in their early forties. He felt he was done grieving and had been looking for companionship for months now. Unsuccessfully. He’d dated a couple of times with work colleagues a...
Back in 1995, I had my first sexual experience. I was eighteen at the time. She was a grown woman, about ten to fifteen years older than me. Where do I begin? Right after graduating high school, I delivered newspapers first thing in the morning. I mostly...
“I’m sorry, Daddy! Are you really gonna spank me?” Haley asked, continuing her naughty, little girl role. “Come with me, young lady!” Jack said as he took her wrist and led her to the bedroom, both smiling. He’d intended to sit on the bed, but then he not...
It was about midnight, the house was quiet, and I was bored out of my mind. I was only a few months from eighteen, and I was still saddled with the while you’re under my roof thing. So, out the window I went. A quick walk across the laundry room roof to t...
“Good morning, beautiful!” “Good morning, handsome!” Haley replied, rolling over to face him. For her, waking up in the morning in Jack’s bed was the highlight of their first weekend together, despite the incredible sex they’d shared the night before. Aft...
Louise’s train pulled into her local station. She got off and was about to walk home when she was overcome by mischievousness. She turned and walked towards her favourite trattoria in the Town Centre. It was a lovely evening and Louise was wearing a summe...
Louise looked at herself in the bathroom mirror and felt good. A week in the Portuguese sun had done her and her husband the world of good. They both felt relaxed after enjoying the warmer temperatures combined with the good food and wine. That they had i...
Haley woke in the same happy mood she’d been in for a couple of weeks now that she and Jack were spending more and more time together. The sex was fantastic, but there was more to it than that, and that is what kept her happy long after the last orgasm ha...
It was a beautiful, late summer night. There was a bit of a chill in the air, but nothing a light jacket and jeans couldn’t remedy. The moon was full, so I kept the fire low – barely more than the coals I’d used to cook dinner earlier. I’d finally earned...
“I wish you didn’t have to leave,” Haley said, still basking in the afterglow of her evening with Jack. “Me too. I understand, but your kids won’t, and we may have already created a stir in the neighborhood if anyone’s seen my truck in your driveway so la...
Harriet's heels clicked against the polished floor as she walked between the rows of bookshelves, her hips swaying naturally with each stride. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating her silky raven hair and the graceful lines of her body bene...
Jack stepped back, surveying the results of his recent efforts, then stole yet another look at the clock. Almost six, and he wondered when she’d be home as she was a little later than usual. He had no illusions of ever realizing the random idea that she’d...
Katie was a hitchhiker I'd given a lift to after picking her up close to my home. She had come home with me and we'd slowly gotten to know each other over a couple of days. I didn't know much about her, other than that she was a single mom with complexity...
