The tale of the lonely latina MILF [MF]

Swiping on a dating app one night for myself and I come across “Bianca”. She’s in her late 30s (and I in my late 20s at the time) and I start chatting with her. She’s about 5’8″ and the few pics she has I can see the baby weight of her kids are all centered in her massive hips and ass. After some back and forth we have it set for her to come over. Now at this point I’m pretty naive when it comes to cheating and I figured she was just being nice and wanted to just make friends. Which is why we made awkward small talk and she left after like a half hour. We talked on an off for a few days after and I made an innocuous comment about being lonely, and she blurts out about how her husband hasn’t touched her in months. of course I tell her that’s a tragedy and she’s beautiful and suddenly she wants to come over that night.

I’m already in pajamas when she comes over, she’s wearing obviously looser clothing than last time and her attitude is anxious. We make light small talk and as I get up to move around she gets up and is slightly awkward standing there. I can tell the look in her eyes now, that ravenous hunger. Her body language is tense and the feeling like she’s ready to pop. I move in closer to her and grab her hand. I put my other hand to her face and start to touch. Our lips meet and it’s a switch that’s flipped in her. She thrusts her tongue into my mouth and her hands start grabbing my arms as my hands start caressing her body. I try to pull away to lead her to the bedroom but she wants to make out drunk teenager style all the way to the bedroom, which is odd but fine with me. We make our way to the bedroom and start to undress, still making out. I can undress just fine by myself but I take the time to undress her and pull her clothing off a little at a time, savoring ever touch I give her skin. Her lovely brown skin feels soft in my hands and as I come up I cup her ass and her tits in my bare hands then against my naked body. She goes crazy and presses her hips against mine as she falls backwards on the bed.

There is no teasing or foreplay as I start to slide in she pushes her hips forward and takes my entire cock all at once. Her hands and her acrylic fake nails dig into my arms with every pump I give her. She moans and locks her eyes with mine. She pulls my head in to make out with me while I’m thrusting. Her hands move to dig into my back as she gasps and moans louder. I feel myself getting closer and she can only get out “outside” between short breaths. I pull out and jerk myself off all over her crotch and stomach. Breathless and exhausted we lock eyes and she sits up to kiss me and ask if she can use my shower. I agree and get her a towel so she can wash herself. She gets dressed and we make out before she leaves.

We text on and off over the course of a couple days, chatting about my wife leaving me and how her husband doesn’t touch or appreciate her anymore. We connect moreso on the “we are lonely and want constant affection” plane of sex and the conversation turns to teasing and sexting. It’s late and she’s in bed. Suddenly she remembers she needs milk. Or something. She’s busy grabbing her purse to come to my apartment. I’m shocked and turned on all at once. It’s less than 10 minutes before she’s parking in front of my place. She told me to be as naked as could be and to leave the side door unlocked. She barges in my place wearing a pink sexy sweatsuit, yeets her purse across my living room, and drops to her knees in front of me to suck my cock. Her lips go all the way down in her valiant attempts to make me even harder than I already was. We make out all the way to the bedroom.

Its easier to strip her down with less clothing. She didnt even bother wearing a bra and panties under her pajamas. She lays on her back and I climb on top of her. Without breaking contact of our lips I slide inside her and attempt to be slow and smooth. Her legs pin behind me and push me all the way deep inside her, nails gripping my arms hard, her face in a wanton expression of pure lust. I pick up my pace and fuck her deep and hard like it’s the apocalypse. We pull our lips apart to gaze into each other’s eyes and her eyes say she wants to feel me even harder. I pin her legs back and pound recklessly inside her until I feel myself getting close. I mention this to her and she claws her way to my back to pull me closer to her. As I start to cum she locks her lips with mine and thrusts her tongue into my mouth hard as my cock explodes deep inside her. I can feel her moans of ecstasy though her tongue into my mouth as I feel myself empty deep inside her.

I slowly slide myself out of her, my cock twitching the last few drops deep inside her. Her face has a delightful sparkle and glow as if she’s reached enlightenment. She bounces up to clean herself off (as best she can) and she gets dressed. We make out for a bit before she leaves for the night and I crash hard.

We continue our little escapade for months at a time. Every week and half she comes over with the same request: that I be naked and waiting for her. She touches me while we make out all the way to the bedroom and I fuck her senselessly, fill her, and send her on her way. I never had anyone smashing my car window or apartment window so I guess she was really good at hiding it or her husband didn’t really care. I was set to move to a new job offering in a different state so once I told her she had to find someone new to satisfy her needs.

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