The Incredibly Immoral Story Of My First MILF

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Every young male has aspirations of sleeping with a MILF. I stumbled across one of the best nights and probably one of the best stories I will ever have. This is the story of my first encounter with a MILF.

Recently I turned 21 and last Friday my dad told me to come home and go out with him for happy hour. We go out into town and meet up with some of his coworkers. There are two women there, both about 40. One of them was particularly into me. She seemed fascinated by everything I said, even when we compared the years we graduated high school (1999 vs. 2013).

We got a few drinks and then she left to go pick up her daughter. I didn’t think anything of it and the rest of us left for another bar. We’re having a good time just shooting the shit and having some drinks when we decide to go back to the first bar. When I get there I order another drink. At this point I have been drinking Titos on ice with a splash of club. I was attempting to keep up with the other guys drinking there. Solid buzz achieved. I turn around and, to my surprise, this woman (let’s call her MILF) is sitting on a couch with her seven-year-old daughter who is eating Burger King nuggets.

My first instinct is to ask the little girl for a nugget. She refuses, which honestly to me was bullshit. One day she will realize that I needed some nuggets way more than she did at that time. But now I’m just confused about why there is a young child in the bar. She entertained herself by running around on the sidewalk and playing with her doll. Now my attention is drawn away from the nuggets and back to the MILF who asks me for my Snapchat. We talk for a few minutes on the couch and I find out that she has two kids, and that she is married. Finally she looks at me and says, “Why aren’t we in the bathroom fucking?” This was like something straight out of a porno. It took me a minute to register if this was really happening. It was crazy but obviously I was 100% in. I said, “I don’t know. You tell me” (I nailed that). She gets up and walks to the women’s bathroom door and stares at me. So I dropped what I was doing and followed her into the restroom.

Side note: At this time, my dad is still in the bar talking with some coworkers. I’m not sure where the daughter was or who was watching her (that will come back into play). I’m not sure who knew what was going on but I didn’t care. I was only concerned about one thing and that was checking “bang a MILF” off my bucket list.

It’s 7:30 p.m. and I’m pretty drunk. This bar was also a restaurant and it was a Friday night so there were families eating dinner and people drinking at the bar. I wonder past a few families eating and duck into the women’s restroom. I follow her into the handicapped stall (there’s more room in there). She undresses and takes off my shirt and then bends over the toilet bracing on the guard rails. I drop my pants to my ankles and start to do my business. My current inebriated state didn’t help so she starts to blow me for a little bit. She turns back around and looks back at me and says, “Just stick it in my ass.” I’m not sure if any of you have ever had that said to you, but when you get called to the plate you have to preform.

Side note 2: I’m having a great time. I got drunk and not only got to have sex, but with an almost 40-year-old, married woman with two kids. I mean what else could you ask for? Nothing for nothing but this was legendary status.

About 30 seconds later I hear the restroom door open. I assume it’s just someone using the restroom. I was wrong. I hear a little girl’s voice. “Mommy?” So I kind of stopped/slowed down to see what the MILF’s reaction was going to be. She waits a few seconds and then answers! She’s basically having a conversation with her daughter while some random college student she’s never met is fucking her, in the ass, in a bathroom stall. It turned out that one of the other women coworkers came in to see what we were doing and the little girl followed her in to use the restroom.

It seems like nothing was going to stop this woman from getting a little action. To my surprise, she finally had enough outside distractions and said we had to stop. We both get dressed and I stumble out of the bathroom a little sweaty, but with a huge grin on my face.

I get back to where the rest of the group was at and my dad asks where I was. That’s when the MILF walked out of the restroom and he turned to me and knew what went on. He smiled and once we were alone I told him the whole story. The MILF gathers her things and her child and she left the bar, presumably back home to her husband?

As you can imagine, I left the bar with my chin held a little higher that night. This ended up being the most epic story I have and I don’t know what else I could to do top that.

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