MILF thirsting for your cock in the Cafe [MF]

You’re in a line at a Cafe, waiting to place your order…

I’m standing right in front of you, close enough for my perfume to fill your nose. You can smell my well-dressed, wavy hair too. The scents go straight to your cock, getting it a bit hard.

The scent isn’t enough to make it fully hard though, as it’ll soon be…

You look down, and you check out how my ass is almost bursting through the tight jeans I’m wearing. My ass cheeks look as if they’re begging to be free.

And that makes you harder…

Your mind wanders. You think about how you’d slap my ass cheeks hard with both hands and squeeze them hard, as if marking that they’re yours for the taking.

You think about how you’d set these plump ass cheeks free. You’d rip my jeans off right here and reveal them for everyone to admire, but only you would get to play with them, to squeeze them, and most importantly, to slide your cock between them.

Your cock grows harder and harder…

You can’t help but imagine how the rest of my body looks. You can’t see my front, but an ass like that is bound to be accompanied with an amazing set of tits. Big, round, soft tits, with nipples that are hard for you. You think how you’d slide your hands from my waist up to my jugs, grabbing handfuls of them, fondling them, and squeezing them just like you’d squeeze my ass cheeks. You’d pinch my sensitive, hard nipples and listen to me moan in pleasure in front of all the people in the Cafe, letting them know how much pleasure a man like you can give a woman.

Your cock is now fully erect, and throbbing…

Your wandering mind is brought back to reality by the sound of something dropping near you. It’s a phone. I turn around quickly. You were right about my tits. They’re just the tits a woman like me should have. A MILF like me, to be specific. You can clearly see it in my face that I’m a housewife. I probably have a husband at work right now, and maybe a couple of kids in school.

The thought of being with a busty housewife like me turns you on even more…

I mutter “Sorry” and quickly lower myself to pick my phone up, which gets me face to face with the beast, the outline of your cock. I gasp audibly, my eyes widen, my mouth hangs open, and I can feel a sudden tingling in my crotch that signifies that my pussy is about to get wet.

I can’t resist. I raise my hand slowly. I place it gently on your thigh. I slide my hand up slowly until I’m touching your throbbing cock’s head. I can feel the heat emanating from it. I start stroking your cock slowly through your pants, going back and forth from head to base. It’s such a sexy cock….

“Excuse me, lady! This is a public place!”

I get on my feet quickly as I hear these words. My face grows red with embarrassment, and with lust. I can feel my pussy soaking wet. I apologize quickly, but I keep facing you.

My husband is at work. The kids are at school. I have time. I need your cock, and that’s just what I whisper softly in your ear…

“I need your cock”

*I’d like to try something with anyone who reads this small piece of erotica. If you enjoyed this, I’d like to know how your character would proceed in this situation. You don’t have to be elaborate, wordy, or realistic or anything. You can continue it anyway you want. I just want to know how you’d take my milfy body after these events. You can send me that in the comments or as a PM. I’m looking forward to hearing from you!*

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ivan0s/milf_thirsting_for_your_cock_in_the_cafe_mf