29-06-2022, 05:09 PM
About a month before the divorce was final my mother went out for the first time. She was going to meet with a few of her old friends at a local club for drinks and possibly some dancing. Becky and I were there when she came out of her bedroom to leave. As I said before my mother was, and still is, a beautiful woman. She wore a short, shape hugging, dark red sweater dress that clung to her curves and hose and heels that made her long legs look amazing. With the shape of her boobs, hips and butt on display she looked scrumptious. Becky saw her first and whistled.
"Woweee Mom you look hot! You are going to have to beat the guys off with a stick."
My mom blushed as she said, "yeah right, no one will give this tired old thirty five year old woman a second look. I'll be lucky if I don't disappear in the crowd of younger ladies."
Becky spoke up."Mom, don't you ever think that. You are what is commonly known as a MILF and women like you are in big demand with the younger crowd."
Mom just looked confused and said, "Becky, what is a MILF?"
Becky blurted out, "Mother I like to fuck. Mom, it's just a term for attractive middle aged women." Moms face paled.
I spoke up then. "Mom, it's not a derogatory term. It just describes an extremely attractive woman that will draw men like flies to honey. You are, and always have been, very attractive. In that dress and those heels you will be a hit with the local lotharios." Mom just stood in the middle of the room and stared wide eyed at her two children.
She turned around and said over her shoulder, "I knew this outfit was too much. I'm going to change now." Both of us jumped up and grabbed an arm.
I said, "No mom, you look perfect! You nailed the absolute perfect look. You look sophisticated but approachable. Attractive without looking slutty. You obviously don't want a man yet but I bet that you won't have a problem finding someone to chat with and take your mind off your problems.
She looked doubtful. "Do you really think so? I'm suddenly not sure. Are you two serious? I look good? Be honest with your old mom."
I spoke up again. "Mom, you are not old and you look fabulous. Trust me. If you weren't my mom I would ask you out." She laughed at me then. It was the first time I had heard her laugh in, well, years.
Becky spoke up again. "Mom he's right, you look great. Please don't change a thing. Now go out and have a good time. By the way Brett and I want you home by midnight, not a minute later." She was giggling as she gave our mother a curfew.
"You gave me a curfew? I'm thirty five and you are, what, not even nineteen? Ha ha ha."
We both gave mom a big hug and I kissed her cheek. Then we watched as our almost single mother left the driveway on the way to her first night out. When we were satisfied that mom wouldn't be back, Becky grabbed my hand and we raced upstairs to my bedroom. We kissed as lovers while we stripped our clothes off and our hands were all over each other's body. Beckys pussy was already wet and well 'broken in' at that point so I didn't need to be so slow to enter her anymore. She hopped onto my bed and positioned herself on all four and I positioned myself onto my back to lick her pussy.
Our foreplay was still relatively crude by most standards but we were learning fast. We had been researching sex positions, foreplay, and oral techniques online and had a short repretore of what worked for us. Becky loved it when I warmed her up orally and I loved the taste of her eighteen year old pussy so it wasn't long until I had my little sister moaning and ready for our first doggy style fuck of the night. I entered her slowly after her first orgasm then we proceeded to moan and grunt until I filled Becky with several loads and she must have orgasmed six or seven times. My little sister had become quite the sex addicted little minx and never seemed to run out of energy. There wasn't anything that she put off the table when it came to sex. Finally, hours later, we rested and started our pillow talk.
"I love you Brett. If I knew how much fun sex could be I would have seduced you years ago."
"Woweee Mom you look hot! You are going to have to beat the guys off with a stick."
My mom blushed as she said, "yeah right, no one will give this tired old thirty five year old woman a second look. I'll be lucky if I don't disappear in the crowd of younger ladies."
Becky spoke up."Mom, don't you ever think that. You are what is commonly known as a MILF and women like you are in big demand with the younger crowd."
Mom just looked confused and said, "Becky, what is a MILF?"
Becky blurted out, "Mother I like to fuck. Mom, it's just a term for attractive middle aged women." Moms face paled.
I spoke up then. "Mom, it's not a derogatory term. It just describes an extremely attractive woman that will draw men like flies to honey. You are, and always have been, very attractive. In that dress and those heels you will be a hit with the local lotharios." Mom just stood in the middle of the room and stared wide eyed at her two children.
She turned around and said over her shoulder, "I knew this outfit was too much. I'm going to change now." Both of us jumped up and grabbed an arm.
I said, "No mom, you look perfect! You nailed the absolute perfect look. You look sophisticated but approachable. Attractive without looking slutty. You obviously don't want a man yet but I bet that you won't have a problem finding someone to chat with and take your mind off your problems.
She looked doubtful. "Do you really think so? I'm suddenly not sure. Are you two serious? I look good? Be honest with your old mom."
I spoke up again. "Mom, you are not old and you look fabulous. Trust me. If you weren't my mom I would ask you out." She laughed at me then. It was the first time I had heard her laugh in, well, years.
Becky spoke up again. "Mom he's right, you look great. Please don't change a thing. Now go out and have a good time. By the way Brett and I want you home by midnight, not a minute later." She was giggling as she gave our mother a curfew.
"You gave me a curfew? I'm thirty five and you are, what, not even nineteen? Ha ha ha."
We both gave mom a big hug and I kissed her cheek. Then we watched as our almost single mother left the driveway on the way to her first night out. When we were satisfied that mom wouldn't be back, Becky grabbed my hand and we raced upstairs to my bedroom. We kissed as lovers while we stripped our clothes off and our hands were all over each other's body. Beckys pussy was already wet and well 'broken in' at that point so I didn't need to be so slow to enter her anymore. She hopped onto my bed and positioned herself on all four and I positioned myself onto my back to lick her pussy.
Our foreplay was still relatively crude by most standards but we were learning fast. We had been researching sex positions, foreplay, and oral techniques online and had a short repretore of what worked for us. Becky loved it when I warmed her up orally and I loved the taste of her eighteen year old pussy so it wasn't long until I had my little sister moaning and ready for our first doggy style fuck of the night. I entered her slowly after her first orgasm then we proceeded to moan and grunt until I filled Becky with several loads and she must have orgasmed six or seven times. My little sister had become quite the sex addicted little minx and never seemed to run out of energy. There wasn't anything that she put off the table when it came to sex. Finally, hours later, we rested and started our pillow talk.
"I love you Brett. If I knew how much fun sex could be I would have seduced you years ago."
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