50 Forbidden Explicit Erotica Sex Stories

by Lexi Sinner

  “Hmm, maybe so,” she smiled, nuzzling her head into Riley's neck as they sat upon the well-padded couch in Mrs. Silke's living room.

  “Your father sure was talkative,” Riley laughed. “He wouldn't shut-up!”

  “Oh, shut up Riley!” Sarah giggled.

  “I don't see how your mom can stand it!” He continued. “What with the way he's just talk-talk-talk!”

  And it was here that Riley took a moment to stare down at his girlfriend's own bosoms. The smaller, yet perky things that he had spent a good deal of time wondering about. How they looked, how they would taste and feel. The virgin's mind was filled with such thoughts – generally at all hours of the day.

  Yet, as he looked down to gaze upon their fertile beauty... he found a considerate lack of naughtiness brewing in his brain. Sure, they were wonderful breasts and very tempting – but the thought of her mother... that goddess in the other room, was all he could imagine. The mature milf of lore! Something about possessing the forbidden creature – giving himself to the temptress. It stirred his inner-most desires to life with passion and lust. Perhaps he could have them both? No... he probably would get neither! What chance could he possibly have of snagging the svelte mother of his own girlfriend?

  Riley had firmly convinced himself by now that all of the supposed advances were merely creations in his own mind. There's no way the married mother would even bat an eye at him, let alone spread her legs, presenting his stiff cock with her wet pussy. That kind of scene was reserved for third-rate porn films. The kind of utter nonsense that lonely men jerk off to late at night. He'd have to be a fool to believe such a thing could ever take place in his life.

  And so here he was... cuddling with his young, adorable girlfriend on her mother's couch.

  “Time for treats!” Mrs. Silke chirped from around the nearby wall.

  She sauntered into the room holding a tray of tasty ice cream snacks – this caused Riley to immediately unhook his arm from Sarah, giving her a gentle shove to the upright position on her cushion. An impulsive maneuver to remove any kind of perceived naughty behavior.

  Though it was too late for that as well... for as soon as Mrs. Silke entered the room, Riley's virgin eyes were once again glued to her delectable breasts, covered only by the god-awful tight shirt.

  “Jeez mom!” Sarah rolled her eyes. “Your bra is hanging out! C'mon, isn't this the FAMILY room? Have some decency!”

  “Oh, sorry about that honey,” the elder Silke guffawed. She made no motion to fix the wardrobe malfunction, however.

  In fact, she simply stood in front of Riley, right there by the coffee table, before bending over while facing him – ostensibly to place the ice creams snacks down for everyone to grab. But, based on the position of her luscious tits... he suspected some sordid play at work here. For they were hovering a mere several inches from the young man's face. The big, heavenly things... what seductive cleavage she had. And positioned so perfectly here! Riley could stare down her entire shirt, or just about. Making the shape of her bra-covered breasts quite known to him! The sheer depth and volume of them was mesmerizing. Flawless MILF tits...

  He began to lick his lips – and something told the mature mother that it wasn't in anticipation of the ice cream.

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  “Is this almost over?” The youthful Sarah said with a yawn. She stretched to the rear, drawing her tummy nice and tight. A very enticing body of her own. One being vastly overlooked in the moment, however.

  As young Riley's lustful look was busy stealing glances at the curvy Mrs. Silke – the one sitting to his left on a comfy couch.

  The three of them had sat down to watch a film after finishing their ice cream treats. A gentle little night-time relaxer before heading off to bed. And it certainly seemed to be working for Sarah. Her yawns began to grow more and more frequent as the midnight hours fast approached.

  But so did the engorging of Riley's untouched love pole. He had felt the girthy thing stiffen and harden – all the while staring at Mrs. Silke's smooth, creamy legs. His girlfriend's mother had changed into a pair of tiny shorts, which were pulled up tightly around her ass as she reclined on her lone couch. The toned thighs glistening ever so slightly in the dimly lit room. How arousing they appeared... Riley wanted to slink off the couch, crawl over to Mrs. Silke, and lick her thighs slowly and forcefully. Sucking on her skin, feeling her flesh in his mouth. All sorts of dirty things befitting of an inexperienced, dreadfully horny man.

  “Uh, I don't think so,” Riley said at last. “They haven't even killed the bad guy off yet. It'll probably last a bit longer.”

  “Oh my god...” She replied, throwing her head back with a sigh.

  “Why don't you just go to bed, honey?” Mrs. Silke offered with a caring tone.

  “Bed? I don't know...” Sarah mumbled.

  “Sure, honeypuss,” Riley said reassuringly. “Go on up and rest a while.”

  “Will you be in soon?” She asked, stroking his shoulder with a tired smile.

  “Sure, sweetie,” Riley nodded. “I'll be in after this is over. Don't worry about watching this boring thing.”

  And so the innocent Sarah Silke stooped down, kissed her boyfriend on the cheek, and turned to leave – her toned rear-end going unnoticed... as Riley continued to stare at the enticing legs of the elder Mrs. Silke.

  “Sweet dreams, honey,” Mrs. Silke commented, while patting her daughter on the arm. “Young Riley and I will just sit here and finish up.” Here the mature mother gave the inexperienced boy a sly wink. This caused her daughter's boyfriend to jolt upright with a gulp.

  “Uhh, ok mom. Thanks,” her daughter commented, bumping against the wall as she departed.

  And at last, the untouched virgin boyfriend was alone with his girlfriend's terribly attractive mother. The sexual tension already swirling about the room. A nearly visible cloud of wanton desire. How clear and palpable the young man's cravings were... but none more clearer than those of Mrs. Silke's. As she uncrossed her legs, spreading them open a bit there on the couch – revealing some inner thigh action after such a long torturous wait. And in doing so... Riley, his eyes scanning downward without hesitation, spotted, at last, the color of her tempting under-garments.

  How delicious they were, indeed. Evidently, Mrs. Silke did enjoy being color-coordinated... as the red panties stretched tightly across her aching pussy, with just a hint of lace on the trim, becoming visible at long last.

  What a heavenly pair of underwear. The naughty thoughts, all those befitting of a sex-starved young male virgin, began pinging around in his mind like an overcharged pinball. He was beside himself with lust. The heat already making its way up and down his body... forcing the horny lad to tug at his shirt collar, along at somewhere else a bit more private – for his pants had grown so tight around his engorged member, that they could scarcely hold the frenzied love pole in! If Mrs. Silke so much as moved another inch, or ran a finger down her supple chest, Riley's zipper would surely burst free of the seams and go sailing across the room... followed by his hard cock thrusting outward!

  He'd never been so aroused in his life. Seeing his girlfriend's mother just sitting there... literally just sitting! That was all it took to stimulate him so thoroughly. Imagine what would happen if she actually did perform some naughty little task... such as placing those plump facial lips of hers around his swollen cock? It would be a lie to say the idea didn't occupy Riley's lustful mind. For it was true that he began to picture the older woman descending low and seductively between his legs... lining up her mouth with his throbbing shaft.

  What a thought!

  The young man closed his eyes, sighing loudly, as he arched back on the couch – a futile attempt to control his unstoppable arousal. The damage had been done. There would be no stopping now. Mrs. Silke had set his cock on perma-boner... and the only way to relieve it would be to spray his white hot excitement all over her face!

  “Chilly in here?” Mrs. Silke sai
d at last.

  “W-w-ha... excuse me?” Riley stammered out, not even sure what she had commented on.

  “A bit chilly in here, I said,” the woman replied, rubbing at her shoulders.

  “Oh, yeah, I suppose so,” the young man nodded – a few beads of sweat already on his forehead. If it got any hotter in there, he'd start to melt!

  “Mind if I cuddle up on your couch, Riley?” She asked, just to drive home her message. Those big doe eyes staring at the virgin in the dimly lit room, though their sparkle remained quite visible. Her unmistakable lust could light up the darkest of caves.

  “Oh, uh... sure!” He replied without hesitation. “I mean, it's your house Mrs. Silke! Do whatever makes you comfortable!”

  “Very kind of you,” she smiled while lifting her juicy rump from the couch. Those MILF legs unfolded ever so slowly... Riley looked on as the smooth skin slid along each calf and thigh, being dragged down to its seductive position.

  And a moment later, Mrs. Silke had risen to her feet... where she began to make a hasty advance toward his couch, where the young man uprighted himself in an attempt to make space for the aged vixen. She plopped down beside the nervy fellow – her right butt cheek sliding down his leg as she did so. Now, he couldn't quite be sure, but it struck him that this might have been a strategic manuever on her part. Because he noticed she didn't bother moving away afterward. No, not at all!

  In fact, Mrs. Silke then leaned toward the untouched lad! With her butt firmly pressed against him, she then tilted over and placed the side of her upper body against his. Those large, pert tits resting on the edge of his body. Those snugly milk-jugs taunting him in a manner he never imagined possible! How enticing, how delighting, how irresistible the mother of his girlfriend was!

  “Mmm...” she said, wriggling slightly against him until coming to a rest. “Much better, Riley. I knew you'd be sooo warm. I like how you warm me up.”

  How could such a horny lad even be expected to think half-way straight in a situation like this? Forget half-way, any-way! With those luscious MILF tits less than a foot away from his watering mouth... the way his tongue danced against the lips, like an eager dog scratching at the door, waiting to be released. An uncontrollable desire to taste that smooth skin! The very flesh of his girlfriend's mother!

  What a rotten woman she was... tempting such an innocent boy as Riley.

  “S...s...sure,” he managed to mumble, all the while his eyes remaining glued to her hefty bosom. “Anything to help.”

  “Oh, you certainly are Riley...” Mrs. Silke growled, reaching a hand up and placing it on his chest.

  This caused his breathing to cease at once – the sudden shock of the older woman's touch sent yet another jolt of excitement to his nether region. He didn't think he could get any harder... but the sight of those boobs up so close and personal, coupled with the physical stroking of her hand, he couldn't help but grow an inch or two!

  How pleasant and erotic she smelled. The aromatic perfume wafting up from her well-maintained hair and into his sniffing nostrils, sucking in her scent, wishing to taste it with his mouth. A kind of longing he had NEVER felt for the younger Sarah Silke... her mother seemed to possess some sort of unparalleled sexual seductive power. Her every move, every touch, every gesture evoked the most lewd thoughts in the young man. And truth be told, he couldn't even remember what show was playing on tv – and that was while he looked right at the screen!

  She had wiped his mind clean of everything but the lustiest of thoughts – thoses centered around her shapely body, and that sexy bosom, along with her mature curves. Thinking back to the red panties... Riley could see right down her shirt from this new position. The big, overt cleavage staring right back at him – tucked away snugly in the red brassiere, for the time being anyway...

  His girlfriend must have been fast asleep by now. Warm and toasty in the bed upstairs, totally unaware of the impending affair right beneath her...

  “Riley...” Mrs. Silke began. Her voice perked his ears right up, along with another appendage of his. “Aren't you a bit uncomfortable, silly boy?”

  “What do you mean?” He gasped, breathing harshly.

  “Your pants, silly boy,” she laughed in reply. “How can you be comfortable wearing those tight jeans? They look quite tight on you as well.”

  And here the mature mother allowed her gaze to sink southward, right on the bulging package of Riley's impressive member – the very one dying to be set free! Tight pants? She had better believe it!

  “Well, uh...” He sputtered about. “I mean uh...”

  “Don't worry, Riley,” she continued, already leaning forward, her hand sliding down his chest and stomach. “I'll help you a bit. I'm a mom, remember,” she winked.

  And with that, Riley found the warm and gentle hands of the older woman grasping the button of his jeans... and popping it free with a loud click.

  “There we go,” she said, before taking hold of the zipper and pushing it downward.

  Riley's raging boner immediately sprang forth into the world! With just a thin layer of boxer material keeping it in place, it sat upright in an imposing manner. A big tent covering it seemed.

  “Oh my,” Mrs. Silke giggled. “I see why they seemed so tight...”

  “Huh?” The young man whimpered, unsure how to respond.

  “Let's get these off you now,” the MILF commented while tugging at the jeans. And a moment later, they had been slid down his legs, down to the floor, and kicked free in haste. “Good boy.”

  What a turn of events! Riley couldn't believe what was happening... the mother of his girlfriend had her hands stroking along his boxers, rubbing along on all sides of his manly shaft! Only one tiny button at the top prevented the rod from breaking free from the last remaining bits of material. Though he had a sneaking suspicion, or a desperate hope, that this too would soon be discarded of.

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  “Are you sure about...” Riley started to mumble.

  “Shhh...” Mrs. Silke smiled, putting a finger on the young man's lips. “Oh, I'm very sure about this. I've been sure every since I heard you would be staying over. Now...”

  The mature MILF lowered her head down, placing right at the tip of Riley's boxer-covered shaft – and a second later, she had clamped onto the button with her teeth. A few quick smooth motions later, and the button had been skillfully removed... causing the boxers to slide down all sides of the virgin's throbbing shaft! Free at last!

  “Good god...” Mrs. Silke groaned as the impressive cock came into view. The big, enticing staff.

  Her hands immediately went to work. The smooth palms and fingers rubbing up and down the warm skin. How light and airy her touch was... driving the young man wild with lust. The way her mouth lingered just a few inches above the pulsating head of his cock, what a visual delight! And the thought of seeing her lower down, opening wide, and putting all of it between her lips... what a treat!

  “Fuck, Mrs. Silke,” he whimpered, fumbling around with a nearby couch cushion for some odd reason.

  “Not yet, young man,” she wagged a finger. “First I've got to--”

  And suddenly, it happened! As the older woman brushed against his enthusiastic rod, a surge of precum gushed from the tip of it! The blissful clear liquid poured out and down the side of his love pole. Mrs. Silke's mouth descended instantly – her tongue lapping out to lick up every drop of the transparent sexual eagerness.

  “Oh god!” Riley shouted... for it was the first time he'd felt a tongue grace the side, or any part of his cock for that matter. And now, his initial foray into the world of sexual pleasures would be by the mother of his very own girlfriend!

  He stared downward, watching the cougar kiss and lick at his cock, tracing the line of clear precum with her lips.

  “Mmm, I don't want to miss a drop,” she smiled. “It looks like you're quite a horny boy, aren't you? Is that all for me, Riley?”

  “Yes m'am,” he sighed while
tensing his hips and in doing so, driving that stiff cock upward toward her mouth.

  “Ohhh! An eager boy, are we?” She giggled.

  “God yes! Sarah doesn't give me any...” He whined, quite regretfully in fact. “I mean umm...”

  “I know just what you mean, Riley. I could tell from the moment I opened the door and your little virgin eyes locked onto my big milf tits. Don't worry. This will be our little secret...” Mrs. Silke nodded slyly, once again lining her mouth up with the young man's sizable shaft.

  “Come on then, college boy!” She laughed. “Reach down here and grab my tits, don't be shy. Here let me show...”

  And with that, the mature MILF took hold of Riley's hand, placing it right on top of her bra covered boobs. She squeezed, causing him to grip her nipple.