[M]y [f]irst MILF at a high school cross country meet

My background: 22 year old male, 6-foot-0, blonde, athletically built (soccer player). College senior from Indiana.

So my youngest sister was running a cross country meet near the town I go to college at in Indiana yesterday, and being the good brother I am, I thought I would hop over and support her.

Now, if anyone has every been to a cross country meet, it's a breeding ground for annoyed parents who don't understand the sport, puking kids and short shorts (on both the boys and girls). But everyone once and a while comes along a mom who never grew out of being 19 years old. Her body kind of did, but her apparel, style and attitude never did. That's how I met Sharron.

Sharron was the mother of another girl on my sister's team. I never met her, but I did know her daughter. Her and my sister were actually good friends. When I met Sharron, she was talking with my mom, so obviously I was introduced.

She was wearing this thin, nearly seethrough Texas Longhorns, dry-fit T-shirt, some skinny jeans and sneakers. Her tits were at least DDs, if not a little smaller. But they were perfectly round looking through her shirt. Her jeans were about a size or two too small, which made her big mom butt pop out very nicely. My first thought obviously was, "What a MILF."

We carried on conversation for a while, my mom left, and it was just the two of us. She asked me what I did and we joked about her daughter and my sister and every time she laughed, she'd grab my shoulder or arm and bend over to touch me somehow. She was very cute; she had this thing when she laughed, her cheeks would get all bunched up and her eyes would squint. She wasn't chubby or big in a fat sense. Just how a bustier woman would be sized.

After a while, she began asking about if I had a girlfriend, ladies, things like that, which I thought was strange because I didn't know her. But I'm an open person, so I told her no, single, been on the market a few times, but not much out there where I go to school.

She told me how her husband passed away a few years ago and how her daughter was growing up and spending less time at home. So it was getting pretty lonely, she said.

That's when she said,"Oh, you just need a real woman to open your eyes!" touching my arm again and smiling right at me. This time, I grabbed her, too, at the small of the waist, wanting to feel how her hips transformed into this big butt.

That's when she made her move.

"Have you ever been with an older woman before? As in, older than 25?" she asked. I told her I once slept with my friend who was 30, but that was it. I saw where she was going…I thought.

"Well, Staci will be riding the bus home after the meet with the team. Maybe we can sneak out of here for a bit?" she asked me, with her cheeky grin on her face.

Not even thinking about it, I nodded in excitement and we both grinned this time. I told her I'd meet her at her car after the meet. She gave me directions and we went our separate ways.

After the meet, I met her at her giant black Suburban. A brand new vehicle, it had that new car smell we all love. I hopped in and asked if we had time to drive back to town where she lived. She said probably not, so we just found some back roads to pull off on.

We live in a rural part of Indiana, where there are lots of fields and backgrounds. Lots of gravel travel.

As we drove out, she told me it's been about two years since she's had sex with another man. She said she has toys and masturbates weekly, but "nothing beats the real touch of a man's penis."

I was already excited, and she knew it. She reached over before we got in the back and stroked my cock outside of my pants. "Oh, this should be very fun," she said, giggling and looking at me. I reached over and could feel the heat coming from her crotch. "I'm already wet, honey…"

We climbed in the back and removed our clothes. Nothing sexy like in the movies. I was down to my boxers when she released her melons-for-tits. I stared and she brought me into them, craddeling my head as I sucked on her tits. They were 100 percent real, and I felt her grind against my face and body and she laid me down.

She went back and forth on my cock with her tongue before submerging it between her lips. She gagged once, twice, and let a sigh out with a string of saliva. Then, she squatted up above my cock and wiggled her way down.

If a girl has never wiggled onto your cock, you are missing out, I promise you.

She rode me for about a minute until she came. Quivering, she laid on me and whispered, "give me a second," letting out a faint giggle. As she laid there, I thrust, slowly into her sopping pussy, making her groan each time.

Eventually, she pulled me out and put me behind her. As an ass man, this was my gold. Two, fat ass cheek ready to be fucked by me. I watched as my cock disappeared between her butt cheeks and into her wet pussy again. She screamed, begged for it harder and harder.

I latched on to any piece of ass I could get and railed her over and over and over. Sweat was everywhere. She came again.

I didn't stop this time though. I could feel her cum running down my cock, balls, legs, and I kept thrusting. She arched her back to the ground, leaning back nearly sitting on me in reverse cowgirl. She did this twerking motion that nearly made me cum.

I asked where a good place to cum would be and she said, "Anywhere but inside me."

I spanked her ass, once, hard, that turned her around. I grabbed her hair (short, only down to her neck) and thrusted my cock back into her mouth. She sucked, hard. I thought I might lose my cock in the back of her throat. That's when it came.

One, two, three strings of warm, stick cum laced the back of her throat. She pulled me out and it dribbled down her chin.

We laid there for about 20 minutes after, panting, laughing, grabbing each other. I ate her out once more and she blew me for a while before we left. We were gone for about a total of an hour and a half. She gave me her number and texted me the rest of the cross country meets she'd be at if "i want another go."

Happy to say I'll be following up with that offer next week…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3pwrlr/my_first_milf_at_a_high_school_cross_country_meet