Pile into the station wagon while we take you to the 'burbs and beyond in search of MILFs via today's selection of some of our favorite recent writing from the sex blog scene.: these red hot mamas keep a smile on Daddy's face (or tiptoe behind his back) as they crush on the school principal, shop for bondage gear at pet shops, and keep the sheets warm after the kids are tucked in for the night.
Get your Oedipal on with Jefferson after the jump.
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by Jefferson
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My alarm went off at 5:30, the way it always does. I shut it off and turned towards Mr. U. He was sleeping soundly. The light from outside was seeping through the blinds. I moved towards him and rolled him onto his back. I laid my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. He had not been drinking the night before as I suspected. He had been with a woman. I could smell her perfume on him. He came to my bed, smelling of another woman. Bastard.
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Emily is gorgeous. She's short and voluptuous, with dark brown hair and dark eyes. Emily has an ass that just won't quit and every time I've seen her it's showcased in a vintage trumpet skirt. Emily is gorgeous.
Emily is also an elementary school principal.
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On the way home I couldn't help but ask him, once we were alone in our car, why he invited them home.
"Because, Mandy, she needs a good fucking, and I intend to give her one," was his reply. "I was sitting there listening to her big feeling attitude, and I just got it in my head to see her naked, and see if she was still big feeling." He laughed. "Besides, Matt doesn't seem too bad; he probably needs a break from her."
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Sitting with my legs spread wide, my breathing ragged and burning, I can hear your own ragged breathing in my mind. I squeeze my slick, swollen clit between my middle and index finger of my right hand as I push the glass dildo deep inside my aching cunt with my left hand. I pump it furiously, angling it up to hit my g-spot. My wetness seeps from me dripping down my ass, coating my hands.
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From Broke Back Boy: "Shadow Dancing"
Me, I wanted to walk around leaking and stinking of spunk. Next morning, I didn't shower either; I wore the same baby-blue panties to work I'd worn the night before after he'd fucked me. I slept in those panties and leaked come. I wore spunk-crusted panties to work. Take a whiff. That's tenderized cunt with spunk spices. All day at the office, the insides of my thighs ached. The tops of my thighs ached too. The lips of my cunt felt chaffed and smiling, like a skier's mouth when she comes off the mountain. That was some ride, wasn't it?
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"You are coming with me tonight, aren't you," says Raquel, the former beauty queen who after five children is still very much a beauty queen, "remember, you promised."
As usual I have no clue what she's talking about; aging is a bitch and my memory seems to be its greatest casualty. What the hell did I promise to attend?
"The PTA meeting," she says, emphasizing PTA in her Spanish accented English in a way that makes it clear her very square husband is lurking.
"Oh, you mean that sex toy party. That's tonight?" I say with a sigh.
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