My ultimate milf fantasy. Voluptuous, curvy, warm, caring, filthy and gorgeous. I was 31 and she was 55. I was 6ft tall and slim. She was about 5 foot 9 and had curves. I couldn’t wait to snuggle into her warm soft flesh. I just wanted to wrap my arms around her waist and snuggle into those big natural boobs. They sagged just right and the cups were huge. She had shoulder length dirty blonde hair. I loved her hair. I loved everything about her. I loved her age, her curves, you name it. I had a semi before I even laid a finger on her. She wore a white blouse and a black skirt that stopped just before the knee. I eyed up her hips and bum in that skirt. I can’t wait to hold those hips. She sat on the couch and crossed her legs. I stared at her legs as she rolled her ankle. She wore black stockings. I think older women in lingerie is filthy, it turns me on soo much. The way she looked, I could just cuddle into her for hours. I’d feel so warm and fuzzy snuggled up in her arms. I just wanted to melt into her.

I sat with her on the couch. I sat on the edge of the couch sideways looking at her. She was sat right back. Her feet didn’t touch the floor. She twisted slightly towards me. I moved in to kiss her. Just as we started to kiss I placed my right hand onto her waist. I placed my palms against her feeling the soft flesh through her blouse. My left hand went arccos her shoulders. We kissed with tongue as my right hand gently pressed into the flesh of her tummy. That felt soo nice. I waded my hand through that gorgeous layer of flesh around her midriff.

I then moved my right hand up to cup her left boob. Oh my good it was heavy. I went from semi to erect the second I felt the weight. The weight fed back through my entire arm. I was soo turned on I began to kiss her harder. She kissed back just as hard. I kissed her jaw line and her neck as I began really squeezing her boob. Cupping her boob with my hand, pushing upwards whilst clawing into them with my fingers. I then moved my right hand back to her waist. This time pressing my hand hard into the flesh. Ploughing my hand back and forth between her tummy and side.

Then I began to take her blouse off. I didn’t mess about. I had it unbuttoned in seconds and she leaned forward so we could get her arms out of the sleeves. Then I could see her breasts held inside a massive black lace bra. I could not help but look. The cleavage was long. They sagged down and stood out. I cupped her boob again feeling the lace texture of the bra. I kissed the large white fleshy plain just above the bra. I began snogging her again this time putting both hands behind her back searching for the clasp. I pushed the two sides of the clasp together unhooking it.