So, here it goes. My first post. This is a story about my first, and most unforgettable MILF. She’s a legend in my book. I actually plan on releasing a bunch of stories out of all the insane adventures we’ve had, however, this one will have to do for now.
The Introduction (She needs one.)
We’ll call her Q. I, who was 21 at the time of this story, met her while intoxicated at a friend’s birthday get together. Bombay and Pineapple was the drink of choice that night. That’s where the “time traveling” began. A few friends come over and one of our close friends, from elementary school, brings her older, married, sister Q. This woman, about 26 at the time, was stunning. about 5’2”, silky brown curly hair, piercing blue eyes, petite-thick, beautiful size D breasts, and a deviant smirk to top it. From the moment she walked in, my sights set on her and nothing could break it. I flirted with her endlessly and she was just having a giggle at me how much I was working to make her smile. Unfortunately, the Bombay would soon overpower me. I ended up in the bathroom puking and asking for breadsticks repeatedly. When the time travel began to slow down and I caught my footing, she was gone. The next day, I called her sister, told her how much I could not stop thinking about her sister. Asked if she can pass along my number. Her sister calls me within the hour and the rest is history (which we will come back to eventually).