30 Hot Milf Erotica Porn Stories

by Pamela Cougars

  “Hey baby, where do you think you’re going?“ The biker asked, his arm was blocking her entrance to the bathroom.

  “Excuse me, but I got to get by.” Julie said. She had already been holding it for a bit longer than she should have but this was the first chance the women’s bathroom hadn’t been filled with a line of women.

  “Not less you agree to wrap those sweet legs around me and that pretty li’l mouth of yours around the head of my cock, you’re not gonna get by.” The biker said as he straight up copped a feel of Julie’s breasts. Julie could smell the alcohol rolling off the guy’s breath and his eyes looked weird. All she thought about was how was she going to get this scuzzbag off of her.

  A guy with a beer walked past her and sloshed some beer out of the side of the bottle. Julie thought quickly on her feet, grabbed the beer away from the man, dumped it over the biker’s head and stomped on his foot with the heel of her shoe for blocking the women’s bathroom door. It was just the distraction she needed to get into the small 3 stall bathroom. She found an empty stall and quickly locked it and went to the bathroom. Before she could finish the drunken biker was in there angrier than an old wet hen attempting to break down the bathroom stall door to get at her.

  Julie let out a series of screams which caused a bunch of onlookers to crowd around and look in the women’s bathroom as the bouncers came running towards them. Between people getting in the way and others trying to get into the already crowded space, the bouncers were blocked at doing their job. Julie was terrified. The rough looking biker looked half crazed from being showed up.

  “No one’s going help ya. Now you’re gonna get what’s coming to ya, sweetness!” The biker smiled menacingly as he undid his belt and dropped his drawers. The look on the rough looking biker’s face was crazed now as he reached out and grabbed Julie by the wrist hard like and dragged her from the busted stall.

  Julie winced at the pain in her wrist. She couldn’t believe this was really happening. She tried to block him with her hands to no avail. The guy tried to shove his cock down her throat. Julie refused to open her mouth so he hauled off and backhanded her hard. So hard she blacked out.

  She didn’t remember what happened next just that there were more guys in the women’s bathroom than women. Her head ached and her mouth stung and someone was lifting her out of the small enclosed space. She opened her eyes for a second and saw long white hair and a long shaggy white beard that reminded her of God.

  She felt safe in his strong arms. There was a flurry of people around her. She could see contrasts of little bright white lights around her against dark images which seemed to blur together. The sudden coldness of ice in a plastic baggie wrapped up in a bar mop alongside her face caused her to wince as she slowly got her bearings.

  Bear was there. The big solid looking old biker from her first night in town was there. Julie never felt so safe. She clutched herself against his chest feeling heated skin and hard muscle beneath his shirt.

  “It’s okay, li’l one, I got ya.” Bear said as he felt her tremble in fear. Hearing his voice seemed to sooth her and Julie relaxed in his embrace. Bear had the owner call Marci and tell her what happened and that Bear was going to take care of her till Marci got off work and got some rest and could help keep an eye on Julie.

  “Mmm… my white knight in dark armor.” Julie said groggily while trying to run her fingers through his beard.

  “Gotta hand it to ya, li’l one. You sure do know how to get yourself into some trouble, don’t ya?” Bear said gruffly as he made sure she was ok enough to sit in the stool at the counter without her holding on to him. She’d have a good bruise come morning light but no real damage done but to her pride.

  Bear didn’t like it when women got hurt. It just wasn’t right. Had there not been a half dozen witnesses, that good for nothing who tried to force her to his will wouldn’t be alive enough to be prosecuted by the cops for an evening in jail. The other waitresses came over with a first aid kit and cleaned up her face for her but not before the cops took pictures of her face and wrist. The EMT arrived, offered her a ride to the hospital but Julie declined. Before they allowed her to go though, they checked her over carefully. The EMT stated that her wrist was sprained and for her to keep it iced and use Tylenol for pain. Her boss agreed to give her light duty for at least a week.

  “My hero.” Julie said smiling as she wrapped her small arms around Bear’s big, burly neck. Hearing her say those words caused Bear to blush. He wasn’t no hero, he just didn’t to see her get hurt. He thought she was a pretty little thing that needed his protection. He just needed her to see it too. Now maybe she would after all this.

  “What’s it like?” Julie wondered out loud.

  “What is what like, little one?” Bear asked, not sure what was on her mind.

  “What’s it like to kiss someone with facial hair.” Julie blurted out before she could stop herself.

  “Like this.” Bear said as he came up and lowered his head down and gently pressed his lips to hers. His extremely large hands encompassed her. Julie resisted for a half of a second till she realized the beard only made her more aware of his lips on her. He made sure not to hurt her busted lip any further but it was the most intense kiss he had in quite a while.

  Bear didn’t want to stop kissing her. Pulling his lips from hers was the hardest thing he was made to do. He redirected the ice pack gently to the side of her face. That single kiss did something to Julie’s insides. She didn’t know how to explain it but he was the one. Bear begged for self-control with this one. He would need it. He had tried to walk away once before but she had already grabbed a foothold into his heart.

  Julie’s body was doing more than flip flops now around Bear but his kiss had awoken something deep inside of her. She entwined her fingers with his and raised her head up to meet his lips once more.

  “Where’s your bike?” Julie asked as her body responded more and more to him.

  “It’s out back, behind the building, where I usually park, when I come here.” Bear said.

  “I just need to get out of here, this doesn’t feel right here.” Julie said.

  “Got any clothes other than that swimsuit?” Bear asked knowing she’d freeze to death on the bike otherwise. Julie went and found the owner to use his office to change into since the women’s bathroom was in shambles at the moment. Bear stood right outside the door just in case. Right now he didn’t trust any man but him around his woman.

  He just hoped she wasn’t very squeamish; he had worn his wolf pelt tonight with the jacket expecting the temps to drop. Most women would scream when they saw him out riding around with a wolf’s head over his head. Julie emerged from the owner’s office in a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and sneakers carrying the high heels.

  Bear helped her into his huge jacket and zipped it and buckled it down for her. He wanted to laugh at how petite she was in the enormous coat. He would have to see about getting her a more fitting jacket. He escorted her out the bar and to the bike. He rolled the bike a couple of feet to get to a more level area for her as he steadied the bike and turned over the powerful motor. He showed her how to sit after securing a helmet on her and where to keep her feet and hands.

  Twenty minutes later they turned down a long driveway and into a garage with a decent sized trailer attached to it. He parked the bike and offered to help Julie off of it. She declined. She was so embarrassed that he might see the wet spot she had made on his seat. The vibrations of the bike had made Julie a walking mess. Being that close to him with her arms around his waist and the smell of him so close Julie’s body had fought for control and lost. Her nipples ached and stood ready for anything.Bear had shut the garage door and unlocked the house all with the ease of a couple buttons on his keychain. He took off the wolf pelt and helped take the helmet off Julie who looked quite fuckable there on the back of his bike.

  She motioned for him to come closer. Her stomach knotted up with every step he took towards her.

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sp; “This is what you do to me every time I think about you.” Julie said as she reached out for his large paw and brought it down between her legs so he could feel the wetness he had caused.

  “I want you to fuck the hell out of me.” Julie begged. Her panties were sopping wet and she couldn’t explain it. She wanted Bear in the worst way right here in the privacy of the garage. Bear watched her slowly take off his enormous jacket. The t-shirt was next to fall on the floor. Bear got hard watching as she stood up long enough to wiggle out of her jeans, belt and all. All that was left was that pretty little bikini she had under her clothes. Bear wanted to rip that right off her tiny frame.

  The swell of her large chest was too much for him. She looked like a porn star with the way she was built and all that makeup on her face. He could see why guys thought she was easy. Tonight she was Bear’s private porn star. Bear wanted his hands all over her; it was hard to keep his self-control with her so close. She came closer to him, running her hand ever so slowly down her neck and over the middle of her body.

  She straddled the bike once again, backwards this time so when she leaned back her back would rest upon the gas tank and called him over with a crook of her finger. His lips were on her now as well as his hands strumming her nipples through the bikini top for a moment. Her breath rushed out of her throat forming an ecstatic moan.

  All he could think about was untying her bikini top. With a quick pull of his finger the ties that held the top around her fell away. Bear allowed himself to look down at her pert nipples. The darker discoloration around the areola had him salivating. He bent over and captured the tight nipple with his tongue as his other hand squeezed the other side, massaging it from the bottom. The sensation alone caused Julie to close her eyes as the sensations washed over her. Her head fell back and her chest jutted out even more.

  Bear’s large paw moved towards her pussy as he began stroking her through the light fabric of the swimsuit. He could feel how wet being on the motorcycle made her. She leaned back so he could ease his hand down her bikini and stroke her intimately. He swallowed hard when she purred as she pressed her cunt against his fingers indicating she was finally ready for him.

  Julie tried to keep her eyes shut thinking she could trick her mind into believing Bear was clean cut and about thirty years younger. The vision she got didn’t turn her on though. She placed her hands against his hard wide chest and breathed in the scent of ivory soap and a clean masculine smelling cologne which made her excited and she creamed herself in anticipation just to be next to him.

  Bear pulled off his t-shirt and took a seat facing her on the bike. He eased his belt open and slid the zipper down on his fly and whipped out his huge cock. It was still growing, hardening just by looking at her there in that position on his bike. Her hands were all over the slight dusting of white and dark curls on Bear’s chest. He wasn’t what she expected. His muscles were taut all over although not defined as the younger guys; Bear resembled the Thing from the Fantastic Four, nothing but solid muscle. Not an ounce of fat on him and no beer belly like she half expected by looking at him. Julie licked her lips in appreciation.

  He pushed her back gently against the gas tank as his thighs held their balance with the bike as he raised her legs up above her head and held them there with one hand as he ran a finger along her slit causing her to moan. He slapped her dripping pussy lightly with his cock a couple times making her moan.

  “I’m going to suck the hell out of that sweet li’l pussy.” Bear said gruffly. Seconds later his mouth was slobbering over the release she had from the bike ride. She didn’t know what to expect with him having a beard. She writhed beneath him. It didn’t tickle but it did seem to excite her body more. He watched as her pussy pulsated after each lick of his tongue. She was definitely ready for him. He watched as she creamed herself from him slipping her pussy some tongue.

  “I hope you’re not expecting an old grandpa style fuck because you won’t get that here, li’l one.” Bear said, intent on making sure she knew just what she was getting into. He lightly spanked her ass cheeks just enough to redden them.

  “Mmm.. I like that!” Julie said lustfully.

  “Give it to me then, Grandpa, if you’re man enough that is.”

  “You’ll get it all right.” Bear said determined to make her see that she was meant for him.

  “I don’t want a good girl fuck. Treat me like I was your ‘ol lady. I saw those women in the bar tonight. Half of them couldn’t walk right from being fucked hard. I want to know what that feels like.” Julie said. What he did would set the pace for the rest of the night. He spread her legs so he could watch her face. He buried his cock balls deep into her pussy with one steady thrust. Her expression was of utter shock of what was to come next and of complete satisfaction of finally having him deep inside her. He fucked her good and hard there on the bike.

  Julie instinctively grabbed her own ass and spread her pussy even wider for Bear to fuck her like he would if she was his ol’ lady. She wasn’t about to admit that she had been fantasizing about him since she heard the rumble of his bike pull out of the parking lot that first night. She wanted it to be down and dirty like she saw on the porn videos.

  She knew Bear was the one that would bring her to the point of ecstasy that no one else could or would do for her. She craved him to fill her with his cock over and over again. The way he fucked her there was no turning back. With each thrust she countered and bucked her hips into him. She loved watching him fuck the hell out of her.

  “Oh… yes, fuck the hell out of that dirty li’l pussy.” Julie said trying out talking dirty for the first time. She felt a little silly for it but was rewarded with Bear nailing her pussy over and over till she creamed herself repeatedly. She couldn’t believe how much stamina the old man had. She felt like he had been the original model for the battery operated bunny rabbit that kept going and going.

  He held one of her legs up and let the other one drape over the bike as he increased his depth into her now swollen cunt. It felt so good Julie could only sigh and moan as her throbbing pussy begged for more. She loved the fact that he treated her pussy like the greedy hole it was. She watched as her opening eagerly took him in with each thrust.

  He began playing with her clit causing her to bear down even more. Her pussy ground hard against the base of his cock and she felt the slight tickle of his balls rubbing against the bottom of her clit. She slipped her hand down there to play with his balls and her pussy at the same time. It felt so dirty but it seemed so right. She began moving herself back and forth with him deep inside of her. She loved feeling every sensation.

  Bear sucked on her beautiful tits. He loved the feel of them between his thick fingers. His large paws held a good portion of her tits in them and made them look smaller than they were. Julie’s breasts were definitely homegrown. They were so perfect. Bear enjoyed the exquisite taste of her nipples as he sucked. He envisioned her giving him a blow job and that alone almost made him cum. Bear couldn’t wait to feel her tits pressed together, guiding his cock between the hollow of her tits.

  He showed her how to hold her tits and keep her mouth open as he guided his cum soaked cock through the hole she created as he eased his cock in and out of her mouth. He took his time and was careful knowing the busted lip she had would surely hurt if they went too fast. But he wanted to feel a decent titty fuck and blowjob in one just once.

  “Suck it like a good li’l bitch!” Bear said, it was his turn at talking dirty to her. It didn’t sit well with him calling her his bitch but it was better than the alternatives he could call her.

  “You like that hard thick cock, don’t you?” he added. He pulled out of her mouth so she could answer him

  “Mmm… yes.” Julie whispered. Her voice had already begun cracking from hitched breaths and lusty sighs. She wanted to show him just what she could do.

  The combination of her tits and her mouth was Bear’s kryptonite. It made him weak kneed as he watched her looking u
p at him like that with those big brown doe eyes of hers. He pulled out of her then and had her stand up. One leg on the heated cement floor of the garage the other on the seat of the motorcycle as he took her from behind. He grabbed her hips and guided his cock into her over and over with hard thrusts.

  He wanted to make her orgasm. He fucked that pussy like it was on fire and only he could extinguish the flames. That tight li’l brown hole of hers begged to be slammed into once or twice. He reached around and lubed up a finger and eased it inside. He watched her squirm and thrash about with each quick finger fuck he inflicted on her ass.

  Her heated pants were husky with need for him to cum with her. He loved the sound of her voice like that. He could barely control his own need to cum. He thrust his cock deep into her cunt over and over again. With every moan or ragged breath that escaped her lips inciting him on till she was shaking with need. Her cunt muscles gripped hard around his cock taking him over the edge with her as she came hard.