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Cinderella: The Cougar Milf From Movies To The Rooftop

I’m constantly in my email and on twitter, so when she hit me up, I knew I was in for a good day.

Woke up & read ur peach eating blog. Now I’m so freaking horny. You make me horny. Stop making me horny!!”

I have that effect on women, but it mostly stayed in the comment section of my blog. I know New York women are unlike any other women on Earth. They know what they want and how to get it. I was impressed because she actually found my contact info and decided to hit me up. She continued the conversation.
I’m not always horny. But tonight I’m hot at hell. I’m upset. I don’t want you to make me horny! I don’t know you!!

Well, that’s apart of the game, I thought.

That is how our friendship began. First twitter friends, eventually Facebook friends then real life friends. She spent over a year pursuing me.

She would ask random questions and statements. Some I expected like, “Do you eat all your girls out?” (HELL NO!) others I didn’t expect, “I’ve been married for the past 18 years… Going through a divorce and I have a 13 year old daughter.

That’s how I found out she was much older than me. Couldn’t tell. She was in the same age bracket as Halle Berry and had the same type of genes as well. She didn’t look a day over 25 tight caramel brown skin, nice breast that hung perfect in her sext, and legs that went all the way up. I was convinced her birth certificate was a liar.

Then one day out of the blue she sent me a rude tweet. Then nothing. A few hours later I got a DM

I think u are ubersexy. Ur lips. ur dreds. ur voice. EVERYTHING! my kid cannot deal w/it so that’s where the rude tweet came from.”

Her actual words now published. We made plans to meet soon after. She asked me to stop by a spa. A happy ending for Cinderella’s blog prince charming. She talked about how she sat naked in the steam room and all the older men would stare at her tits. She teased that she wanted to suck my dick in the steam room. I didn’t want to mess up my freshly twisted locks. I declined. I did however say I would meet her there.

When she came out, her hair dangled wet on her shoulders, her bikini top loosely tied and she greeted me with a big hug, placing my hand on her tit. She was even more beautiful in person than her pictures. I tend to like my women young, so being with a woman much older than me was a pleasant surprise.

She told me a few tidbits about the spa, then rushed in the back and got dressed. We decided to grab a bite to eat. During the meal, she said things that got my dick super hard. “I just want to suck you, I don’t want to have sex with you yet. I dont think I could handle it. Besides, I used to be good at head, but after being with one man for 18 years, who didn’t like it,  I think I forgot. Can I practice on you?

Of course. We needed a place, at the time I didn’t live alone. Her daughter was at her place so we couldn’t go there. So we went to the next best place. The movies.

It was a small theater in downtown New York, we bought our tickets to a movie that had been out a few weeks. We had the theater to ourselves. She began to reach her hands in my pants, then stroked my dick. “So thick, I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle it.” She was a master at flattery and seduction.

She continued to massage it in her hand, as she played with it like a kid with a new toy on Christmas. “I don’t know if I can open my mouth that wide“, she said stroking my dick up and down.
Then 10 minutes into the movie, a party of five flooded the small theater.  She didn’t stop, didn’t seem to care she casually placed her jacket on my lap.

Luckily the theater was dark and since we were in the back, no one paid us any mind. I told her to put my dick in her mouth. “You want me to suck your manxilla?” Her seductive whisper made my penis throb.

She pulls the manxilla through my jeans, lowers her head, then places her tongue on my dick. She let a few drops of spit trickle down my shaft, and then opened as wide as she could and placed the whole thing in her mouth. That’s when I figured sucking dick was like riding a bike. You never forget.

Her neck moved up and down as streams of saliva glazed me. Her hand never stopped moving. Her neck action was serious, it was hard not to moan with joy. She went to work, up and down her tongue swirled, her lips danced as I placed my hand on her head so it could go along for the ride.

She came up for air. “Is anyone was looking.” I urged her to keep going. I was about to cum.

She went back down, and this time she picked up the pace up and down her mouth moved like a cyclone, touching down on a prairie town in the midwest. Before I knew, I was spewing loads of my baby batter into her mouth. My boxers were sticky, and damp but I didn’t care.

I’m not sure if she spit out my left overs or swallowed them for an added treat. I was comatose. Her head was golden. The movie was half way through, we decided to leave. We went our separate ways.

Months passed and she told me she now lived in the lap of luxury, which just so happened to be around the corner from my office. We still hadn’t had sex yet.

One summer’s evening, I found myself extremely drunk and horny. On my way home I check my twitter and saw a message from her, “I haven’t had sex in 5 months…” I ran to her house.

It was late. Her daughter was sleep, but her luxury condo had plenty of nooks and crannies for us to do the do. We headed up to her roof, walking past a camera crew shooting a movie. The roof had a beautiful view of NYC. As we talked she opened her legs, her bare vagina greeted me with an eager introduction. I pulled out my camera and snapped a few pictures. I stood up in front of her and unbuckled my pants. I pulled my semi hard dick through the slit in my boxers, then placed my dick on her lips. She let her warm waiting tongue do the rest.

She opened her mouth, let the back of her throat press on the head of my dick then closed her lips about half way onto my shaft. Her tongue wiggled across the base of my dick, as she rested one hand on my stomach and the other around what was left of my penis.

Her neck moved like an Egyptian as her mouth began to fill with spit. I pulled my dick out of her mouth, sending a big wad of spit crashing down between my kicks.

Her mouth leaped back onto the ManXilla and bobbed some more. I knew if I didn’t stop her she would probably suck me until I busted a nut.

I stood her up, her night gown showed off her amazing cleavage. I took a good look and turned her around. I lifted up her gown, rolled on the condom and impaled her from behind. My dick slid past her clit, parted her outer and inner lips then began to bang on her walls from behind. Each time our bodies crashed into each other, I thought I was going to explode. She squeezed my penis with her tight vagina.

With each inward thrust she pushed back just a little. Her soft perfect ass was a nice cushion when my hips crashed into her vagina.

I rolled her over. I wanted to see her beautiful face contort when I filled her with my shaft. I got on top of her, positioned myself between her legs, slid my thick and long dick along her lips and entered her. I gave her steady deep strokes, and with each thrust, she contracted her vagina like a firm handshake. Who knew older women were so tight. I couldn’t go too long inside her because we were out in the open on a public roof where she lived, so I let off. My dick surrounded by her vagina walls, I felt my nut cover me in my condom.

I laid there for a quick half a minute and peeled off the condom. She looked at me and said, “I just fucked the mighty BlogXilla. Amazing

We still talk, but we haven’t got a chance to kick it again. Hopefully after she reads this we can connect and do it all again but for now. I’m still searching for my Cinderella.

~ Written By Xilla:

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Comments
11 Responses to “Cinderella: The Cougar Milf From Movies To The Rooftop”
  1. BK_mami says:

    Yes! NY girls ARE certainly different!

  2. Sweetheart_Jade says:

    Well damn….. I definitely need to be making my way to New York…. *checks next flight*

  3. The Hallway says:

    Reading this blog reminding me of my milf…Im 21 so it was even more of a thrill for me(Im assuming).

    But like you, what I do love about MILFS is there ability to flatter and flirt. I think that comes with age. Women my age, not all but most lack the ability to flirt. So when I do find a great flirter I stick with her or them.

    Because as a creative/writer, I need that constant mental stimulation…Which is what I believe is essential to what you call a “Sexual Intellectual”.

    • Xilla says:

      Yeah you gotta have that mental. But Milfs are different. Im not cougar bait but the occasional one is a nice way to switch it up.

  4. Curious Valencia says:

    Reading this not only got me really horny butt gave me flashbacks of my 18 year old classmate. I use to feel guilty looking back at the sloppy head I would give him in empty classrooms. . . butt not any more. :-)

  5. Jade says:

    Well…Damn! I just love this.. (;

  6. Peaches says:

    well done sir. I need to head to the movie theater now.

    ^
    See what I did there

    ^_^

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