How the [F] Latina milf made my [M] fantasy become reality, and so much more .

This story begins in a mid size city on the central coast of California. Untypical for the area, this city managed to hold on to its mid century, blue collar, rural charm. It remains undeveloped, working class, and is a hodgepodge of culture. It is all at once a surf town, an agricultural strong hold, an oil town and a hippie haven. The west side of town remains the Latino
Neighborhood and is an interesting mix of field workers, gangbangers, devout catholic Grandmas, butcher stores, taco stands and fire and brimstone churches. It could very well be a scene out of a small seaside Mexican town and I have always loved it for that.

I noticed around my mid teens that every time I walked through that neighborhood I saw the most beautiful women. Young and old, Latina women carried themselves with a sexual confidence that always intimidated and excited me like no other. I particularly like the Chola women. The rough edged, scrappy, hair teased, painted on eyebrows, lip liner and large hoops earrings, neck tattooed women. They were take no bullshit, passionate and I imagined they could probably fuck me in half.
They never noticed me. I was a wirey little gabacho surfer boy. They were dating the macho gangbangers who drove the slick, lowriders and flashed cash at the swap meets. I was too shy to try and talk to them anyway. I was contented to just admire them as I rode by on my bike on the way to the beach and fantasize about them in my bed at night .
High school went by quickly and stupidly and I had even managed to get laid a few awkward times between freshman year and before I left for NYC 10 hours after my graduation.
I spent the next ten years living in NYC finishing a couple degrees, becoming a startup success, having my sexual mind blown by serious, experienced City women, growing into a strapping young man and generally became confident in who I was. After ten years the city became too much. It’s cramped loud, and dirty and I wasn’t young anymore. I needed something to come full circle. My business had taken off and I didn’t need to be available so much anymore, So I moved back to my California hometown. I bought a house on the hill, a great semi fixer upper, and settled back into the seaside town of my youth that hadn’t changed a lick since I had left.
I loved it. I was in the best shape of my life, successful, surfing everyday like I was a kid again and traveling between NYC and California once a month. It felt like a dream.
One day after leaving the beach, I walked up the avenue through the old Mexican neighborhood and into a little restaurant for a burrito and beer.
The bartender greeted me and when I looked at her behind the bar I was immediately transported back to the ever horny tender of my youth. She was older than me by maybe 10 years, 38, or maybe even 40 but She was everything I had lusted after as a teenager. Ratted, thick curly black hair, piled high in the front with a red bandana tied up front in a tidy bow. Dark purple lip liner that outlined two massive lips that looked like they were full of milk and honey. She had “cat” eye makeup on and a painted on mole to the right of her upper lip, underneath her nose . She was Medium height and so, so very thick. She was all ass, thighs and tits, which she highlighted with skintight jeans and a tank top. A small, cursive tattoo that said “Pablo” was over her left breast. It was almost silly how cliche it was and yet, she was stunning.
“Hey Guero, sit anywhere!” She yelled to me .
I made a move right for the bar, and directly in front of her, overcome by a need that had been nagging me since I was a kid . For perspective, she looked like Selena Quintanilla.
“Whattya want?”
She asked me in a thick Spanglish accent that drove me wild.
“I’ll have a Michelada, modelo negro.”
I shamelessly looked her over, from her bulging tits down to her feet. She was looking great, she knew it and she watched me check her out, locking eyes with me when I looked back to her face, confidently and obviously lustful .
” you got it Miho. We don’t get a lot of white boys in here.” I laughed and said in Spanish “Solo soy blanco en la piel” (I’m only white on the outside).
She laughed and then, really looked me over. “Shit, you probably speak better Spanish than me.”
She turned around and leaned down to pull the beer from the coolers and stuck her huge, hourglass ass into the air, facing me directly. I drank it in.
She fixed me the drink and we start the small talk. I give her the cliffs notes version of my life and what had brought me back home after all these years.
“I’ve never really left.” She said .
“Been an avenue girl my whole life. Traveled to Arizona a couple times and all over Cali, Vegas but that’s it. Sounds like you’ve had an exciting time out there !”
She was completely engaged in our conversation now, and yet somehow seemed more shy, like I had embarrassed her.
“It was good to get away, and I certainly learned a lot about the world and myself but honestly I’m really happy to be home.” There was a moment of silence as she fiddled with the cocktail napkins and studied my face. Finally, she asked me, “You want some food?”
“I did come in for a burrito” I said, and then, feeling the confidence of the last ten years swell inside of me I added ” but I’d rather take you back to my place and get crazy all night.”
I looked right into her eyes and smiled slyly. Maybe I could play it off as a joke if she didn’t buy it .
“Damn Miho, I haven’t had a guy be that forward in a long time.” She never broke my gaze and her cheeks flushed red as she let out a long sigh.
“I tell you what” I said, ” I’m going to write my address down, and you can come by whenever you want. I’ll be home all night. Or not. No pressure.” She slowly grabbed one of the napkins she had been arranging and took a pen out from beneath the bar, and silently slid it towards me . I wrote down the address, and pulled a 20$ bill out to pay for my drink and tip, leaving it in front of her and extended my hand.
“My name is Joe.”
“I’m Victoria”

The next few hours went by painstakingly slow. I wasn’t nervous at all, I simply couldn’t wait for her to come. I was going to pull out every move I knew, give her everything I had . I was going to treat her like a queen, and a slut and a goddess and a slave all at the same time. I was going to fuck her all night. She was going to have to beg me to stop but I hoped she wouldn’t .

Finally, the knock came on the door.
I opened it up and there was Victoria in all her glory. From what she was wearing I could tell she had come straight from work and there was something about that urgency that she had felt to come right over that got me immediately hard. “Wassup Joe” she said with a laugh. “Damn, you didn’t say you lived on the hill! This house is dope.” She breezed past me into the living room and as she passed her body lightly touched mine and she let her hand fan out and brush across my rock hard groin. Fuck. She threw a knowing look over her shoulder and moved into the kitchen and turned around to face me when she got to the island . “You really don’t waste anytime when you want something huh?”
“Hell no I don’t. I would have fucked you right on that bar today.”
“I woulda let you” she said. “You got something to drink?”
I went to the cupboard and brought down a bottle of Whiskey. She grabbed it from me, pulled the top off and took a long slug from it. Right when she put that bottle down on the counter she pounced, jumping into my arms and wrapped her legs around me like a koala bear. Our lips found each other like starving lions and I grabbed her ass, pulling her into me as hard as I could to let her feel me. I moved one hand up her back and grabbed a handful of her thick, black hair, pulling her head back strongly and attacked her neck with mouth, kissing, biting, sucking and she shrieked and moaned into my ear. Still holding her wrapped around me I moved down her chest, kissing all the way to her breasts which were separated from me by only a thin white tank top. She had clearly taken her bra off before she arrived and beneath the tank top her breasts were naturally the size of cantaloupes and still firm and bouncy. I sucked a nipple through the fabric until it perked up and I could see the outline of her breast through the wet, white tank top, her arm bracing herself around my neck as she pulled herself harder into me, bucking and writhing. I moved to the other nipple, treating it the same until I could see both beautiful brown breasts through her shirt, like it was my own private wet t shirt contest. I have a fetish for fabrics and for the way they tease you with what’s beneath. Normally I would have taken longer but I couldn’t resist her any longer.
With one strong movement I grabbed her tank top in the middle and ripped it from her brown body, exposing everything at once. She cried out, surprised at my strength and forcefulness and she pushed me backwards onto the island, landing on top of me. I grabbed her hair and with the other hand an entire breast and pulled her into my mouth. At that moment, something beyond primal welled up inside of us at exactly the same time and she pulled back and looked me in the eye.
“Do whatever you want to me tonight”
And then returned the favor by ripping my button up open in one motion, sending buttons flying across the kitchen in every direction. I sat up, her straddling in my lap and took the bandana from her hair and slid it down over her neck, gripping it tightly I pulled her head back and stood up with her, legs wrapped around me and walked her to the couch, throwing her down. Using the bandana as a leash I rolled her over onto all fours, and positioned her ass up to the sky.
“I need to look at this fat, beautiful fucking ass .” Her jeans outlined her deliciously and her little feet dangled from the edge of the couch, perfectly strapped in some very slutty red heels . I let go of her bandana and gripped her hips and pulled them up towards me, folding her in half, her head buried in the couch but cocked sideways to look at me, that beautiful hair a tussled mess. I slid both hands over her cheeks, working from the crack outwards, spreading her open with every move. Her breathing deepened and she ground her Ass backwards into me. I spanked her hard and she let out a little whimper . “You dirty fucking man” she said. I pushed my groin against her and pulled her tight to feel my throbbing cock beneath my pants. I noticed a spot of wetness on her jeans and a small rip on the seat of her jeans and could feel the heat of her pussy beneath it, its sexual scent rising from underneath. I forced two fingers from each hand into the tear and opened it slightly until I could grip it with both fists and ripped her jeans wide open with one move and her ass burst out of them like a Christmas present . She wasn’t wearing any panties and her pussy opened like a blooming flower, completely shaved. I grabbed her hips and buried my face between her cheeks, licking and sucking her pussy all the way up to her asshole, pushing her body with my weight back into the cushions as I drank every bit of her with the passion of a man possessed. She made a sound like her soul was being ripped out of her and she came in my mouth with a torrent of spasms and jerks, her white cream contrasted by her beautiful brown pussy. She sat still for a moment, my Face close to her pussy, breathing her in and the she sat up on her knees and turned over to face me. For only a moment, she looked tender and childlike even and then The animal took back over. She grabbed me by the throat and licked her own juices off my face. Breathlessly, she said “that’s the best anyone has ever fucked me with their mouth.” “I’d do it all night” I said but she cut me off, ” shut the fuck up dirty boy” and she shoved me onto my back on the floor and sat on my chest. She ripped her jeans open even more and slid backwards over my cock. She grabbed the waist of my jeans and opened them, finally letting my cock free. “Look at this beautiful pink cock.”
I’m 7 1/2 inches long and very girthy, uncut. Her nails were long acrylics, painted in sparkly red paint and she closed her small hand around my cock while leaning back, her ripped jeans exposing her amazing waist and soaking pussy. She started stroking me slowly, but that didn’t last long . She stuck two fingers down her throat and the thick, slimy spit she started to choke up soon came dropping out of her mouth and onto my cock as she picked up speed. I pulled her hand out of her mouth and replaced it with mine, shoving my fingers deep into her throat. She was now spitting massive loads onto my slippery cock and fingering Herself at the same time . She gripped me from underneath the balls, holding me so tightly it almost hurt but in the most pleasurable way possible. Locking eyes with me she leaned down and bobbed her head and in one motion buried the length of my cock into her throat, holding it there and massaging it with her throat muscles . Her tongue slipped out and went underneath my balls finding it’s way almost to my asshole . I’n all my years this was the first time that had ever happened and I nearly blew everything I had into her throat. She sensed it, so she let up and pulled herself off my cock, catching her breath in a huge gasp for air. Her lipstick was smeared and tears rolled down her cheeks as she breathed heavily. I could she lipstick all over my cock and grasped in her tiny hand it looked amazing. She tried to slide her pussy forward and sit on it but I grabbed her hair “no way you’re done mouth fucking me yet” and I pushed her back down, mouth wide open and she once again buried my full length in her throat only this time she used her spit wet fingers to put pressure on my asshole and she slipped her middle finger all the way inside of me. “Hooolllyyy fuuuuccck” I said without even trying . It just burst out of me. I’n that moment she owned my pleasure . She could have put her whole hand in my asshole and I would have begged for it. When she came up for air again i pulled her close and we tongue fucked each other’s mouths, swapping spit and letting our wet groins rub against each other . She flipped around and I pulled her hips down, smothering my face in her pussy and ass cheeks and she went off, stroking me furiously and sucking the tip in a wonderful 69. She ground her pussy in my mouth and I buried my tongue as deep in her pussy as it would go. She stopped stroking me and I knew she was about to come again so I pulled her even tighter, sucking her clit and sank two fingers into her pussy and the tip of another finger into her asshole. Right when that tip went into her asshole she exploded on me like a fountain, soaking my head and face in her hot squirt and she rocked her hips as hard as she could on my face. She was completely silent when she came, but as her legs starting to quiver she let of a scream that honestly rattled my windows “ahh Dios mio, fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuccckk!!!” And collapsed backwards onto me. We laid there, slowing grinding on each other, slippery wet, and slowly, deeply kissing.
When she opened her eyes again I could tell she was ready to keep going.
“Let’s go to the bed” I said and we got up. I grabbed her by the bandana around her neck and led her down the hallway. She was taking such small steps though because her destroyed jeans were dangeling around her legs. Seeing her so helpless and disheveled I just couldn’t make it to the room. I needed her right there . I spun around and pinned her against the wall. She looked at me with the biggest, sexiest fuck me eyes I’ve ever seen . I put my arms underneath her legs and hoisted her up, using the wall as leverage. She grabbed my cock and positioned it at the entrance of her pussy almost pushing it in. We looked each other deeply in the eye and in one motion I let her weight fall a little and I slid all the way inside of her. Her pussy stretched open around me and we stayed like that for about 10 seconds, slowly grinding. “Fuck me papi. Fuck me hard and fill me up.” I didn’t need any more instruction. I pumped into her hard, deep and fast. She bit my neck hard and sucked. It felt like I might be bleeding she bit me so hard and it made me as impassioned as I’d ever been. I knew I couldn’t last long and she knew it too. “Come inside me papi. Fill me up. Fuck me FUCK ME FUCK ME PAPI!!!!” I exploded into her and kept pumping as deep as I could go. Years of fantasizing exploded into one moment and I emptied every bit of cum I had inside of her. Feeling me cum set her off as well and her third orgasm was the most intense yet. Her legs wriggled and her pussy filled up and pushed my cock out of her and she too exploded with her own juice mixed with my cum all over my stomach as I held her against the wall. My legs were weak and I fell to the floor, her on top of me . We kissed softly and tenderly and fell asleep right there on the tile within minutes. I have no idea how long we slept for but when we woke up we were sticky and sore and completely satisfied in every possible way. I kissed her and said “that was unbelievable. You’re incredible.”
“I can’t believe we did that! You’re a dirty boy.”
I smiled .
“Come on, let’s go shower.”

The rest of the night was a complete blur of sex . Every room, surface and position. Ass play on both our parts, we fucked, we made love, we sucked each other dry and didn’t end until the sun was up and we were sitting on the deck looking at the ocean, drinking champagne. When all was done I came 5 times that night and I’m not even sure how many times she did . I honestly could write 3 stories about that night but I’ve gone on long enough at this point ….We slept until late that afternoon and said our goodbyes at the front door, promising to meet up again soon.
And we did. The next 3 months with Victoria was the most incredible sex I’ve ever had and the stories i have of us are wildly hot and adventurous. She loved sharing me with friends. Lots of friends.
And that’s not the end. The following chapters of my sexual relationship with Victoria got very intense and sometimes dangerous. But the final, most dangerous chapter was when I met Victoria’s oldest daughter …

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5xiwnt/how_the_f_latina_milf_made_my_m_fantasy_become

7 comments

  1. Love me some Latina. My Latina ex was hands down the best lay I ever had, and the best cook. Just have to put up with the attitude along with it lol.
    Good story

  2. Paragraphs!!! Lol

    But seriously great story. The amount of details in it are amazing. Hopefully we get to hear more stories.

  3. You seriously HAVE TO WRITE MORE!!! What happened next? What happened with the dangerous part? I too am with you on the looking at the beautiful Latinas, hhhugghh, they are soooo hoootttt!

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