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Janet sat at her kitchen table on an early Delaware morning. Wearing her favorite powder blue bathrobe, the 41-year-old married mother of two, ran her fingers through her long brunette hair.

Her young children were away at camp for the summer but she was consciousness of her husband sleeping upstairs. Janet knew he’d be up soon, so her precious alone time was running out. The early-rising wife adjusted her position in her seat as she browsed the screens on her laptop. The website she was on was her new guilty pleasure - an erotic story website she joined four months earlier.

Smiling at her naughtiness, Janet read the long list of steamy messages she received from other females on the site over the past few days when she was offline. Having recently discovered her bi-curious side after reading arousing stories of lesbian sex on the site, Janet, or ‘SensualJanetX’ as her username read, began to chat with other women on the platform with similar sexual interests. She was curious as to how attractive other women found her.

An honest Janet had opened up to her husband about her desire to explore the possibility of female relationships and her husband, Aaron, hesitantly agreed to let her search without impediment. His one rule, however, was that cyber flirting was as far as she could go. Janet agreed.

Now, four months later, the unrestrained wife regularly flirted with multitudes of bi-curious and lesbian women around the world without guilt. In and out of lesbian chat rooms all day, she had never been so close to her fantasy.
As the morning progressed, Janet was on the edge of the wooden kitchen chair trying to quickly read through the last of the new messages from her cyber lovers. Her husband would soon wake up.

Although her loving husband was aware of his her involvement on the erotic site, Janet was wise enough to know that flirting with sexy women right in front of him would be awkward for both of them.

Janet smirked as she finished reading a message from a bisexual cyber chat partner of hers, BiMILF34, when she noticed that on her chat partner’s profile page she had just published a new story. Having been enthralled with the last story BiMILF34 wrote about two older women having sex in a public park, the aroused mother figured she’d give the new story a try.

With uncertainty, Janet thought, I think I can read it all before he comes down.

As Janet’s eyes moved along the lines of the text that appeared on her monitor, she became quite surprised with the content and direction of the story. Continuing to swipe her fingers down her track pad, it was evident that the new erotic fantasy was not a story about two women like last time – the new erogenous tale was inspired by BiMILF34’s other sexual desire, an erotic encounter with a young man.

Hesitant to read a story that really wasn’t in her preferred genre, the middle-aged brunette sipped her coffee and kept reading. She was genuinely curious about her friend’s desires and tempted to learn more.

As the written fantasy continued, Janet soon found herself lost in the words and clinging to every juicy sentence. A thrilling sensation tingled up her spine as she read about a lovely married mother of two getting nailed in the shower by her young stud of a neighbor. Janet was entranced. Her right hand moved along the soft fabric of the blue bathrobe and towards the center of her thong, which was exposed due to her open legs in the chair-

Just then she heard footsteps pounding down the stairs. Janet shut her laptop closed and abruptly stood up to wish her tired husband a good morning. Janet loitered in the kitchen and feigned conversation with Aaron; meanwhile, her head was swimming with the details of the story she just experienced.

She only had one thought on her mind. I need more.

***

Aaron left for work and Janet, not needing to leave for her job for another 45 minutes, decided to go back online and finish her cyber lover’s incredible story. As Janet re-read the narrative about her MILF friend’s solution for not having the money to pay her young neighbor for mowing her lawn, Janet’s hand slid back down towards her tingling pussy. Only this time there were no encroaching footsteps there to stop her.

Her trembling fingers entered her wet, warm cunt, moving in and out with each sentence of the story. Just as Janet was halfway through the scene where the young stud bends his MILF neighbor over her kitchen table to get his “compensation” – it happened. Janet’s whole body began to shake from her athletic legs up to her voluptuous 32D chest. She squirted all over the wooden seat underneath of her.

Janet did not know what to think of herself after she considered the source of her climax, but she knew she needed to explore it further. Over the following days, sitting alone in her kitchen as the birds outside chirped, the 5’3” brunette bombshell orgasmed her way through more and more stories posted on the erotic site’s “MILF” and “Loving Wives” categories.

Each fantastical story was about an attractive older woman having a sensual and incredible sexual encounter with a man who understood her emotionally in a way her current significant other couldn’t. And in each story, the woman was surprised and fulfilled by the experience of a young thick, strong cock parting her labia and pushing inside of her welcoming vagina, whether it was because she needed to pay him or because she needed satisfaction from elsewhere. Janet was hooked.

With her original fantasy of being with another woman, Janet was content with cyber play, but it seemed she couldn’t seem to get enough satisfaction of her new fantasy no matter how many stories she read.

There was a satisfaction she felt when she sent dirty messages to women online. Janet was determined that in order to feel sexually satisfied again she would need to explore other men in the same manner; however, she was hesitant. Aaron gave the go-ahead on messaging other women, not horny guys. The frustrated woman was stuck between betraying her husband's trust to be loyal and potentially a lifetime of unexamined desires.

After a night of sleeping on her impending decision, Janet decided she owed it to herself to discover the extent of her fantasies. When she woke up in the morning she went down into her kitchen and opened her laptop. On the page where she could edit her profile preferences, Janet wrote a passage mentioning that she was now looking for young men to chat with, too.

Nervous, Janet sighed and said aloud, “Here we go…” and clicked ‘SUBMIT EDITS’. She then closed her laptop and walked back upstairs to take a shower. She was excited the whole day in anticipation of what type of response there would be waiting for her on the erotic website.

***

Hoping she would have gotten at least one message from an emotionally intelligent, mature, buff young man like she read about in so many of the erotic stories, Janet went back on her laptop late at night after her Aaron was fast asleep.

“Oh my God!” exclaimed Janet. Her inbox notifications showed that over forty-nine young men requested a chat session with her. All of them were after just one day!

Janet spent the entire night and early morning going through her inbox and sifting through the stream of messages sent to her by her potential young chat partners; however, something wasn’t right.

There was a huge gap between Janet’s expectations and the reality before her. There were messages reading: ‘Hey I’m Jason. I have a 7" long cock that I wanna stick in you. I look forward to the blowjob I know you wanna give me’

The young men didn’t seem like the mature, respectful flirts that she read about in any of the stories.

After combing through the rest of the messages, Janet came to the conclusion that the men on the site think that just because she had sexual desires, it meant she was some plow-horse slut that was willing to fuck any dick that moves. Janet was incensed at how all those twenty-something year olds were degrading a well-educated, successful mother of two.

Janet slammed her laptop shut and pondered her situation. On one hand she accepted the reality that most young men are not like the ones she read about in her fictional erotic tales, but on the other hand the concept of a younger man was so arousing to her that it might be worth it to wade through the losers to find that one perfect stud – if he was in fact out there.

On day two of her exploration, the married mother was up late at night, once again, to view her new messages. And once again, she received about 50 messages from potential chat partners. And once again, they were all duds.

Janet rationalized that maybe all of the men just though that was how they should message women on the site and that because they were young they didn’t know any better. Maybe some of them were mature men underneath of the disrespectful game they thought they should have been playing.

Janet figured she’d give it a shot. She clicked on a profile of an attractive looking male with an unattractive username, ‘Pu$$yfucker.’
The skeptical mature woman entered a chat with her suitor. Her chat partner started off the conversation by explaining all of the things he would do to her in person (or rather all of the things she could do for him). Janet left the chat immediately and moved on to the next man on her email list. That chat lead to a similar fate.

After going through about fifteen men and getting the same end result, Janet was fed up. It just was not worth the time anymore, she couldn’t risk her relationship with her husband for that. Her fantasy that gave her so much arousal and stimulation would have to go unexplored.

Just as the fed up arousal-seeker was about to erase any trace of her interest in young men, she got a new message from a young man, ‘MilfLover4Life.’ About to delete the email immediately due to past failed attempts, Janet’s deep down desire of not wanting her fantasy to vanish stopped her from doing so. She opened the email.

In the message, a 21 year-old from Virginia by the name of Max informed his recipient that he read her profile and noticed that they had the same interest in movies and books. He expressed hope that they could chat sometime. Janet was astounded that a guy in his twenties finally messaged her with proper grammar, correct spelling, and a conversation starter not related to her mouth being wrapped around his penis. Not only that, but she could see in his profile picture that he had a chiseled body, a thick head of short brown hair, and brown eyes that carried a powerful but sophisticated presence.

Janet accepted his chat and was immediately impressed. Max started off by asking Janet about herself, taking a genuine interest in her life. Janet started to get the feeling this was whom she had been waiting for.

Eager to add a little spice to the chat, Janet planned on complimenting Max’s sculpted white body, but before she could, Max sent her a message complimenting her bright smile in her profile picture. Janet was truly impressed.

Over the next two weeks Janet and Max continued to chat and get closer to each other. Janet explained to him her newfound interest in younger men and Max explained that his interest in older women stemmed from the drama and silly games related to dating girls his own age. He also mentioned that he had a fondness for older women because of their experience.

***

Eventually, Janet became so comfortable with her sexy, young chat partner that she began to let her guard down and open up. They were soon exchanging explicit messages whenever Janet could get a minute alone with her laptop.

Janet started to stay up late into the night so she could tell her cyber lover how she wanted him to walk her into her hot shower before taking her from behind and how she wanted to grasp the weight of his shaft in her hand and jerk it until he came all over her face.

Max detailed to Janet how we wanted her to ride on his lap cowgirl style while he pleasured her nipples and how he wanted to eat her cunt until she squirted all over his chin.

They talked in extensive detail of where and how they would fuck each other someday in the near future. Janet was the most turned on she had been in years and was pleased that Max’s fantasies were of a generous lover; unlike those of the guys she chatted with weeks ago.

Finally, after another week of intense erotic messaging, Max asked Janet if they could meet in person. The married woman was broken. She talked to this great guy for three weeks and had told him all of the sexual things she wanted to do with him, but now she had to let him know that she couldn’t actually meet up with him because she had a husband.

Janet felt awful about leading the excited young man on, but she hoped that his maturity would allow him to understand that their chatting was just a release for her.

After explaining to Max the situation, Janet received a reply: “This is unbelievable!!! You lead me on for three weeks and I get nothing out of it!?”

Janet understood his frustration but her hands were tied: “Max, please try to understand. I really like you and if I weren’t married, I would fuck your brains out, but I am happily married so I can’t. I just can’t be physical with you.” She anxiously awaited a response, hoping her last message relaxed him.

“I just am so upset. I spent three weeks talking to you and then you blindside me and I won’t even get to see my MILF fantasy naked before me.”

After reading her cyber lover’s message, Janet got a dirty, but fantastic idea. She messaged Max back: “You may never see me naked in person… but what if you could have a permanent image of my hot, naked body that you can look at and jerk off to when we talk dirty?” Janet’s heart raced at the idea of Max touching himself to her naked image.

Max responded quickly: “I guess that would be okay! But how much will you show me?”

Janet answered: “Everything baby. Your MILF is going to take a ton of pics for her young, sexy man. This way you can know exactly what I mean when I tell you I want you to put yourself inside of me…” Janet was getting wet from her own message.

Max reacted: “Okay baby!!!”

The flirtatious knockout was happy to see her secret chat partner pleased again.

She then realized, though, that she has no photos of her naked. Janet silently scrambled in her dark home to find her digital camera with a self-timer. She then tiptoed into her bedroom, past her sleeping husband, to pull a few sexy clothing items from her closet. Janet then walked into the downstairs bathroom, closed the door, and turned the lights on – it was time to start the photo-shoot.

Thinking that if Max became half as aroused by seeing her photos as she was feeling from about to take them, then she’ll have made him a very happy man. Janet stripped down and put on a sheer black-lace bra, matching black-lace thong, and black high heels that showed off her sculpted legs. The cherry on top was her mascara and the bright red lipstick that perfectly outlined her lips, which made them look like they were begging to have something fun to suck on.

She was a bombshell. Her large round ass was snug against the soft satin lingerie and her creamy 32D breasts nearly popped out of the matching bra. Her only concern was that her excited pussy would make a visible wet spot in her semi-transparent underwear. Then Janet realized, with a devilish grin, that it would make the photo even better. She set the timer…

Janet was careful to aim the camera below her eyes because she knew she couldn’t possibly have identifiable pictures of her getting onto the Internet, especially of her in sexy lingerie, and especially when they were taken for a young man she met online. She posed seductively for the first photo.

The naughty woman continued the photo-shoot by taking off her bra and posing for photos of her with her bare tits, with hard nipples, buoyantly hanging off her chest. She then took one of her hands and covered her areolas while faking a surprised expression on her face and buckling her knees together, all in attempt to make it look as if the bra fell off by accident. Janet had never been so proud of her sexy figure.

She wasn’t done. Janet continued by removing her thong. First she teased by pulling them down a little bit, and then she slid them down to her ankles and kicked them away from her with her sultry black heels.

Janet was having more fun than she could ever remember. She took shots from every camera angle, moving her body and camera around the room to get a variety of sexy photos. Janet knew all she has to do is take the snapshots from below her eye line and she could be as filthy as she wanted to with no repercussions.

She turned with her back to the camera and then bent over with her legs together in order to show off her toned butt and juicy pussy to her online playmate. She then moved closer to the camera to take a close-up shot of her immaculate pussy; the moisture on her pink inner lips were glistening in reflection from the white vanity lights hanging from atop the mirror.

After many more close-ups and highly seductive photos, Janet ended the shoot, partly because there was physically no more to expose to Max, and partly because she had to go upstairs and find her vibrator.

***

The next morning, after enjoying a great climax last night at the hands of her own stimulating escapades, Janet was up early at the kitchen table in her bathrobe. She connected her camera’s USB to her laptop. The seemingly innocent mother was shocked to see that she took 37 seductive photos for her cyber lover. Each one was sexier and dirtier than the last. Janet almost laughed out loud at the absurdity of the photos. She couldn’t wait to see Max’s reaction- she knew he would go crazy over them.

Promiscuous Janet then emailed all of her seductive images to her young cyber friend. After about ten minutes of waiting Janet got an email back: “Holy fucking shit!!! You are the hottest human being on the planet. I want to fuck you soooo badly right now!!!!!!”

His response made Janet feel satisfied, as if her actions are validated in entirety. She was pleased to make him happy but reminded him: “Remember though Honey, this is because I feel bad about us not actually being able to have sex. xoxoxo.”

“No. We need to have sex. There’s no way after getting these we can’t live out our fantasy.”

Janet realized her pictures had the opposite intended effect and she was concerned: “Max, we talked about this. We can’t have sex… but I want you to touch yourself to my image okay baby?” She tried to make things better.

Max did not respond. Hours went by and Janet still hadn’t heard from the guy who was once chomping at the bit to send her a note. Janet was beginning to worry that her favorite distraction and turn-on was depressed and would never speak to her again.

She was wrong.

Around midnight Janet snuck out of bed and went downstairs, desperately hoping her favorite addiction hadn’t left her for good. She lifted her laptop off of the granite countertop in the kitchen where she left it to charge overnight and logged onto her messaging account.

Janet was absolutely horrified by what she read: “Listen I want you and you want me. Over the last three weeks I spent more effort chatting with you and understanding your feelings than that husband of yours has. You said you wanted to do sexual things with me and I’m going to hold you to that promise! I know you will never have sex with me despite your desire because you are blocked by your relationship, so I added a little extra incentive… [IMAGE.23.png]

Seeing nothing strange about the attached image, which was just one of the pics she sent him. Janet was perplexed. What is Max getting at?

And then she saw it.

The attached image in the opened window was her figure standing in her bathroom, bending over so that her firm booty was displayed prominently, and in between her closed legs lied a pair of plump pussy lips. That was nothing surprising. What did cause Janet to gasp was what she never considered the previous night.

In the background of the image, hanging on a white wall, was the bathroom mirror reflecting her excited, smiling face back into the camera.

I didn’t think of that.

The vanity light on top of the mirror made everything visible, her firm tits hanging off of her chest with her darker nipples hardened to a point, and worst of all, the face was unmistakably hers.

Max’s message continued: “Using your email address I have tracked down your full last name and used Facebook to figure out the names and email addresses of your husband and your extended family. Unless you give me what you promised me then – well… you’re a smart woman. I’m sure you can figure the rest out. Love, Your Young Stud.”

Staring at her computer without blinking, Janet’s mind moved a million miles a minute, so many thoughts, How could I have been so careless? Does he actually have the email addresses of my family members? How did he figure out my last name from my email address? Would he actually go through with it? What would happen to my family?

And above all Janet was stricken that the man she fantasized about, the man that perfectly encompassed her fantasy, a man who was so respectful and kind, would actually do something like this. Janet was felling furious, worried, and betrayed. She verged on tears as she collapsed back into her kitchen chair, alone in front of the glow of her laptop.

Janet awoke from her sleep (not that she got much) early in the morning. She had been unsettled all night thinking about her awful predicament. The mother of two knew she could not let her family see that image under any circumstance, but she rationalized that it was more likely than not that Max was simply bluffing. He must have spent all day making up a plausible situation of how to force the hand of the MILF of his dreams.

On the other hand, Janet also knew she could not get the police involved because then her husband would definitely find out what she had been up to. She was overwhelmed with uncertainty.

Deep down, Janet recognized that the potential consequences of her family seeing that photo of her were too great to risk on a hunch that her cyber blackmailer is simply bluffing. Janet had to act quickly or perhaps risk Max getting impatient and sending the photos.

The reluctant 41-year-old removed her laptop from the counter, opened her chat panel with Max, and replied: “Just give me the fucking details and I’ll show up and do what I allegedly ‘promised’ you. But you have to promise to delete the photo once the deed is done or I will spend the rest of my life making your life a living Hell!”

Within minutes Max retorted: “Whoa! Whoa! No need for the hostility. This can be a pleasurable experience for the both of us if you let it. Listen, just show up to the Journey Motel near me in Virginia that I brought up last week when we were fantasizing about fucking so loudly in a motel room that we’d wake up the people in the rooms next to us. Do you remember that? Meet me in room 112 at 9 p.m. this Saturday (I know your husband is away on business because you told me two weeks ago he had his corporate golf retreat). I don’t want you wearing anything but your cute little black thong and bra set– and do not forget those sexy black heels and makeup. I want you looking exactly like you did in those dirty pics you sent me. I’ll see you there… Lover!”

Janet was livid. She was furious that not only was he blackmailing her into fucking him, but also now she had to drive to Virginia and put on a slutty outfit that was chosen by her blackmailer before she would even be allowed to fuck him.

What left her blistering the most was that Max finished his message by calling her “Lover.” Janet didn’t know why but that ate at her.

I will open up my legs to let him fuck me for a few minutes so that I can stop worrying about the pics, but there will be absolutely no ‘lovemaking.’

On Saturday morning, after kissing her husband goodbye and wishing him luck on his business trip, Janet packed her suitcase for her drive later in the day. In addition to a change of clothes and other essentials, Janet packed her black lace lingerie set, her black pumps, her makeup kit, and a long yellow raincoat with yellow buttons. She could only imagine would her husband would do if he found out what she was up to while he was away.

Janet put her luggage into the trunk, and drove the distance to the harrowed Journey Motel- the setting of one of the most stimulating fantasies she collaborated on with Max back when she actually thought he was a decent human being.

***

Finally coming to terms with her frustration, Janet arrived in the neighborhood of the motel around 8:30 p.m. and found a filthy, but open bathroom on the side of a rarely used gas station. She did not want to be seen out in public in her sultry outfit and heels; she just wanted to put on what Max required, let him have his way, and then get the Hell away from him.

Janet stood in front of the clouded, cracked bathroom mirror and began to undress. She worked her way out of her blue jeans and pulled her green blouse over her head. The respected wife and mother found herself naked in the bathroom of an abandoned gas station.

Janet then remarked to herself in a snarky tone, “Well, time to get all MILF'd up I guess…”

She unzipped her light brown, leather carry on and put on her sleek black pumps so that she would no longer be standing barefoot in the gas station bathroom. The first clothing item donned by Janet was her skimpy, black satin thong. Janet pulled them up her long, smooth legs until they rested on her hips- their width just great enough to barely wrap around the sides of her clean-shaven mound.

Next, she found the matching lace bra and clasped it behind her back as it pushed up her firm, buoyant tits. For the final touch, Janet applied her mascara and seductive lipstick.

Janet could see in the broken mirror how insanely hot she looked; she’d be happier about it under different circumstances. She knew that she had to look like a seductive lady of the night or else her life could potentially be ruined. Before leaving the restroom she reached into her suitcase and yanked out her long yellow raincoat. There was no need to drive through a neighborhood looking like a harlot.

The last few miles of driving on the town’s main road led her to a parking lot underneath a damaged, glowing green sign that read ‘JO_RNEY MOT_L’. Janet drove around the motel complex looking for room 112. Eventually she found a parking space near the room where she knew her blackmailer would be waiting patiently for her to come in and spread her legs. Janet’s heart was racing. “Holy crap! I’m actually going through with this,” she realized as the gravity of the situation began to set in.

She glanced at the digital clock in her car dashboard– 9:01PM – it was time. Janet’s legs quivered underneath of her as she got out of her car and paced towards the door that had a cheap metal plate screwed to it that read ‘112’. She stood there petrified in her black heels and yellow raincoat as her trembling hand hit the door twice.

After a moment of silence that felt like minutes, Janet heard footsteps pressing against the carpeting on the other side of the green metal door. The footsteps halted at the threshold and then there was more silence – he was checking the peephole, making sure it is his beloved MILF and not police officers that she could have called. Janet waited there trying to calm herself down, as the door swung inward.

***

Janet first saw what was just a figure standing in the open doorway. Then, after her eyes adjusted to the shadows caused by the motel lights, she recognized him. His sculpted body, his lush brown hair, his commanding brown eyes, and his youthful yet mature facial structure… it is definitely Max. He leaned against the open door with his shirt off and just a pair of athletic shorts on. His carved abs made a V-shape that pointed down towards his groin.

The scantly dressed brunette knew she would have been turned on if it weren’t for the fact that he was the 21 year old blackmailing her. But still, she took notice that his attractive features were even more prominent in person. Frightened of her thoughts, Janet tried not to entertain the idea she actually might have wanted to be there.

“Well hello there, Janet!” Max greeted as if the woman before him had popped by unannounced. “Why don’t you come in? You look a little uneasy.”

Janet walked inside of what was your average roadside motel room. It had one queen sized bed, a large tube TV, and lamp that didn’t really cast much light. She looked at Max and announced, “Alright, let’s get this over with!”

“That’s not the right type of attitude to have. Don’t act like you don’t want this too. You’ve spent the last few weeks telling me how much you want this,” pandered the young man.

Janet admitted to herself that she did spend the last few weeks fantasizing about being alone with him and having sex, but she explained the caveat to Max, “Yeah, but that was before you blackmailed me with something I sent you in private!”

Max approached his ex-cyber lover and placed his hands on her waist. Janet immediately flinched back. Max reacted, “You need to relax more and try to enjoy this because if you are responding to poorly to me touching your waist then you are going to have a really bad time in a little bit.”

Janet breathed deeply and finally accepted the situation and acknowledged what was about to happen. Though she was not happy about the circumstances of the impending situation, she convinced herself not to be intimidated any longer and to embrace the situation. She did what she had always told her children to do and face adversity head-on.

The proud mom straightened her posture in a confident manner and waited for Max to continue what she knew must be done. The stirred college student seemed to notice that the MILF in his motel room was less nervous. He placed his white hands back on Janet’s hips, leaned in, and kissed her on the lips. Janet kissed back but without any passion.

Noticing that his lover was just going through the motions, Max urged, “Come on, Janet! Where is the excitement and arousal you used to have? I know…. I’ll help you find it my beautiful MILF.” Max then ran his right hand down Janet’s yellow raincoat and inserted his arm into a gap between its yellow buttons, right near her crotch. The 41 year old felt the muscular stud’s fingers put pressure on the outside of her satin thong.

“I knew you had this on underneath,” whispered Max seductively as he winked.

Janet looked at Max curiously. She was expecting him to just take off her raincoat, have her get into bed, spread her legs, and spend ten minutes having his way with her. Max noticed her curious face and said, “What? Did you think that just because of what I did to make you come here means that I would suddenly stop caring about your desires?”

A perplexed Janet was reminded that Max had been a caring guy before she cut off his dreams.

Max then tugged the thin edge of Janet’s G-string to the side of her pussy lips and pushed his warm fingers against Janet’s labia. Her eyelids twitched at his touch. Max saw her reaction and continued to play with her vagina until he felt it heat up. Then he did it.

Max tore open the buttons on Janet’s raincoat in order to get more leverage. And without even breaking eye contact with Janet to look at her newly exposed cleavage, the young charmer inserted the ring and middle fingers of his right hand deep into Janet’s vaginal flesh.

Max started slipping them in and out slowly as he looked at Janet’s face for her approval. Janet’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and, to her horror, she actually was getting a little turned on- not because she wanted to be, but because she couldn’t deny the pleasure she was feeling as a result of Max’s finger work.

Then, as Max thrusted his now soaking fingers into Janet’s hot cunt, he grazed her sensitive g-spot. Janet, not consciously but rather instinctively, loosened her body in Max’s hold and arched back in pleasure. Her yellow raincoat slipped off of her arms and fell down to the floor beside her. Janet now looked exactly like the bombshell she was in the pictures she sent Max, the ones that created the whole predicament.

Max was pleased with the amount of pleasure his fantasy woman was feeling as he released his fingers from her insides. He rubbed his fingers on her sensitive outer lips on his way out. Janet quivered as Max leaned in and whispered in her ear, “No that we’re a bit more comfortable with each other, let’s go into that bed. How about we get naked, you get on your elbows and knees, and I’ll show you why we are meant to be doing this.”

The captivated MILF followed his request without thinking. She told herself that she was following his request because she knew she had to please him, but she was a little scared that maybe she was following his command because she wanted to feel what would happen next.

As Janet walked to the bed she could feel her hot, natural lubricant clinging to her pussy lips. She shimmied her round buttocks to help the elastic of her sheer black thong fall off of her hips. The thong did not want to slide off. After they finally fell to the ground around her heels, Janet saw why. A giant wet spot formed as a result of Max’s fingers being inside of her.

The wet adulterer unclasped her bra and her voluptuous breasts sprung out. She left her heels on as she climbed onto the queen-sized mattress. Janet readied herself, Well here we go… She got onto her knees and then bent over at the waist until her elbows and forearms rested on the motel mattress.

Janet’s heart pounded in her chest and her vagina was steaming as she heard her blackmailer’s footsteps approaching the bed after he finished removing his shorts and boxers. Janet couldn’t deny it anymore; she was incredibly turned on. Her pussy flooded even more with the thought of a hunk walking up behind her in a private motel room so he could insert his thick, rigged rod into her juicy pussy. The vulnerable Janet did not know whether or not if her stimulation was mental or if it was purely physical. If she didn’t want it earlier had she changed her mind? Or has she always wanted it and had she been denying it? All Janet knew in that moment, however, was that she wanted it.

As she felt the slope on the mattress caused by Max climbing onto the bed, Janet, on her elbows and forearms, lowered her head and arched her back upwards, almost as if offering her open, welcoming pussy to the dick that was about to enter her.

She heard behind her, “Holy shit, you’re so hot.” And then, without turning around to look, Janet felt the warmth of another human body surround her.

She was trembling with anticipation and sense of the unknown as Max’s warm hard body bent at the waist and his pecs pressed against her shoulder blades. She felt Max’s moist breath whisper into her ear, “I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”

An involuntary sound left Janet’s mouth. Then, before she knew it, Janet felt a thick, throbbing, stiff cockhead slowly parting her already wide-open vaginal lips.

Max continued to slowly and carefully slide his manhood inside Janet’s warm cunt. Janet felt his heartbeat through the vein of his deliberately moving penis and she began to wonder if it would ever reach the end of its journey inside of her. The well-endowed cock came to a halt far inside of her vaginal canal. It sat there throbbing. Janet moaned. It had been years since she had a piece this big inside of her.

A man’s dick had never felt so good inside of her, so right. Max, at a slightly faster pace, slid his cock out of her and Janet moaned again. Through her intense pleasure, she recognized he was warming her up.

Max then, picking up speed with each stroke, repeatedly and deeply thrusted his young erection back and forth into Janet. The woman on her hands and knees was amazed at the intensity of sensation. She felt so secure in his hands that were holding onto her waist. She panted and made high-pitched whimpers with every inward thrust of Max’s impressive dick.

Janet then felt one of Max’s hands leave her waist and then gather a lock of her luscious brown hair. Now with each inward thrust, Max tugged Janet’s head back. Janet was overwhelmed with the slight pain that seemed to create more pleasure. She tilted her head back as Max yanked it every time his thighs met her large bubble butt. Max was enthralled with Janet’s body. He gripped her skinny waist as he enjoyed the ripple of her booty each time he slapped his abs against it. 

“Oh God, Janet! Fuck yes!”

“Oh Fuck, baby!” 

The moaning MILF, like she was being fucked for the very first time, turned her head slightly so she could look into Max’s eyes with an intense gaze of pure ecstasy. Janet began to use the leverage from her forearms to push her waist back so that her pulsating pussy could meet her young stud’s cock halfway as is drove into her, allowing it to travel even deeper and harder than before. The cheap motel bed rattled loudly on its legs as the couple’s bodies slapped together ferociously.

Suddenly, Janet experienced a moment of additional pleasure on her throbbing clitoris. One of Max’s fingers touched her gushing pussy. She wondered why he would stick his finger in her while he fucked the same hole, but she was too lost in the pleasure to even care to think of an answer. Janet next felt a hot liquid being applied by Max’s finger to the outer rim of her cherry hole. Janet figured out the answer.

After a moment of pause in Max’s relentless pounding, Janet prepared for what would be the greatest sexual sensation of her life. She looked back into Max’s eyes with a coy smile as he pulled on her hair, “Go ahead baby.”

Janet squinted as Max’s pulsing penis pushed its way into her anal cavity. Max grunted loudly as his pink mushroom head burrowed its way into the naturally lubricated hole. Once the head cleared, the rest of the shaft began to slide in, however, it got stuck three quarters of the way through its journey.

“Keep going!” Janet implored.

Not to be stymied, Max inserted four of his fingers deep into Janet’s dripping mound and scooped out more hot lubricant. Janet squirmed. The young adult proceeded to rub the liquid all along his exposed shaft.

Max pulled out and then thrusted back in. His meat filled the anal cavity of married, older woman who was staring back at him out of the corner of her eye. 

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Ahhhhhhh” Janet screamed at the overbearing pleasure. “Fuck me. Please fuck me! Oooohhhh God!”

Max obliged. He withdrew his rigid manhood before slamming it back into the stretched hole. He slid his fingers in between her soaking thighs and leaned over her and kissed her, biting her bottom lip lightly.

Janet came immediately.

The orgasm ripped through her body and lasted for minutes. Her whole body shook as hot liquid squirts from her cunt shot back onto Max’s thighs. Not for one second during those minutes of mind-numbing pleasure did Max’s powerful rod leave the inside of Janet’s body or lessen the acceleration of its thrust.

After the greatest orgasm of her life subsided, Janet’s trembling arms gave way and she collapsed onto the sweat-soaked comforter. The panting MILF could barely think straight as she lied on her stomach. To her surprise, she felt Max’s firm grasp spread her legs as she felt his hair brush her upper inner thighs.

Janet whimpered as Max’s tongue licked up all of her nectary juice before finally pulling away.

An enthralled Janet rolled over on her back and looked up to see Max kneeling on the other end of the bed with his broad chest growing and resting with each deep breath.

Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door. Her senses heightened due to knowing she had just done something wrong, Janet immediately thought she was about to be caught somehow.

Then a feint voice through the wall angrily yelled, “Hey! Keep it down in there! I’m trying to sleep!”

The two naked people on the bed looked at each other and laughed that they were actually able to wake up the neighbors. 
Janet’s eyes moved down her young pleasure-bringer’s body with utter lust. She traced his six-pack down his body to find, at the bottom of his V-pattern, his erect, throbbing cock sitting there, begging for more. The exhausted, sexually satisfied bombshell couldn’t believe that after the previous experience he still hadn’t finished. What stamina.

Overcome with lust, Janet had a strong sense of desire to thank her partner for giving her so much pleasure; and of course, she could not leave her partner hanging after all he was able to do for her.

The reenergized sexy MILF rolled off of the bed. She gingerly stood up on the carpeting of the motel floor. Janet brushed her hair back behind her ears. She waited until Max turned his attention back towards her before licking her bottom lip seductively.

“Hey… come here,” motioned a naked Janet.

Max was surprised that the woman he blackmailed into being there was then giving the commands. Out of curiosity, Max crawled off the spring bed and walked in front of Janet, stopping eight feet away.

The naked lady in front of Max gave him a playfully disappointed look, “Closer... I won’t bite.”

The hesitant 21-year-old took two more steps.

Janet snickered and grinned, “Closer! C’mon you were so confident earlier.”

The muscular body stopped one foot away from Janet’s naked form.

“What’s going on?” Max was puzzled as his fantasy-come-true gazed upwards, seductively into his eyes. Janet was silent as she placed the fingertips of her left hand on Max’s broad chest, rose to her toes, and leaned in with her eyes shut. She lightly pressed her moist red lips against his, holding them there before gently pulling her head back as her heels returned to the carpet.

The experienced lover then leaned in once more and kissed the young stud’s neck, then chest, then abs, as she workers her way down to her knees. The entire time she never broke eye contact with her wide-eyed partner.

When her knees came to rest on the floor, Janet broke eye contact with Max so she could get a more intimate look at the fuckstick that provided her with so much pleasure. It was still reddened from use and was pulsating. Pointing up into the air, the beating steel bar was angled directly at Janet’s excited face. It was the same girth as her husband’s but it was at least an inch and a half longer and so much smoother due to its youth.

Mesmerized by Max’s package, Janet reached out with her right hand, grabbed ahold of the hard cock, and started pumping slowly. Max’s face went blank as he let out an inaudible, but open-mouthed moan. Janet wasn’t looking at his face though; the object in her silky hands entranced her.

After only three relaxed pumps, a long strand of pre-cum began to droop down from the tip of Max’s head. The 41-year-old cougar lowered her body so that her firm buttocks rested on her Achilles. She flicked out her tongue and caught the dangling strand of cum on the tip of her pink tongue before it could fall even farther to the Earth.

Janet then sucked the strand of precum like a piece of spaghetti, following it back up to the thumping head of the young cock, kissing the pink bulb sensually.

Savoring the taste of the lusting man, she rose to her original posture on her knees, took her hand off of Max’s piece, and then rested her fingertips on each side breast of her own chest right above the areola. She stared up at Max’s intensely focused eyes and licked her lips sensually. “I promised you sex, didn’t I? And if I’m not mistaken that requires you to finish.”

Max’s eyes were filled with shock and desire.

Janet stuck out her moist tongue and used it as a guide as she gently licked it a quarter of the way down Max’s smooth erection, gently touching the girth of his shaft with her red soft lips. Max looked down as his MILF pulled her head back away from him ever so gently while she used her tongue to massage the underside of his solid manhood and grazed her front teeth faintly against the smooth skin on top. As Janet’s mouth left Max’s sex organ she puckered her lips and gave a long and passionate open-mouth kiss to the swollen head, sensually sucking up more of his salty pre-cum.

Max, nor Janet, had ever been part of something more romantically sexual in their lives. Max almost ejaculated at that moment but managed to use all of his mental control to stop his body from doing so. He didn’t want to miss out on more pleasure. Janet noticed the twitching and realized that she had better start sucking; she didn’t want Max to cum before they could have even more fun- Janet was not finished with him yet….

She opened her mouth and engulfed the length of the rod before her. She withdrew her head with her lips wrapped tightly around it while her tongue pressured the sensitive underside along her way out. Looking up and seeing the incomprehensible desire in Max’s eyes, Janet went back in, maintaining eye contact with her young stud.

Picking up speed while repeating the same process, Janet was finally blowing her twenty-year-old partner at maximum velocity. She shot her arms out and dug her fingernails into his muscular waist so she could leverage her momentum in order to bob her head even faster. The horny wife refused to slow down her devouring of the thick penis.

Max placed his hand on the back of Janet’s head and moved it back and forth even harder and faster so she could envelope more of his pulsating fuckstick. Max then started to ferociously thrust his groin into Janet’s open mouth as he pulled her head into his crotch. Janet knew he was about to blow.

The swollen cock started to leak more and more of its delicious precum. Janet’s mouth was coated the youthful spermless ejaculate that tasted even more delicious than her husband’s.

Janet was living her fantasy and Max was living his.

Just as Max’s ticking timebomb jerked in her mouth, Janet released her oral grasp. Even though she wanted to, from testicles and a cock that were that swollen, there was simply no way she could take all of the semen in her mouth.

Janet gripped the thick, animated penis in her right hand and held it parallel with the ground, about six inches from her blushed face. Her mouth gaped open slightly, showing a slight grin of excitement and pleasure.

Max gave a look of disbelief into Janet’s eyes and she looks into his, but not as a helpless, blackmailed woman, but as a lover full of lust. The eyelids of the less experienced man closed in a squint. The erupting cock flexed one last time as Max grunted.

Rope after rope after rope of thick, hot, white jizz shot out of the open slit in Max’s head and landed all over Janet’s beautiful face. The first rope of cum landed on Janet’s forehead, some of it getting into her brown hair. The second rope landed on her left eyelid that she managed to close shut at the last moment. The third strand of Max’s semen shot against Janet’s upper lip, most of the cum going into her open mouth; Janet tasted her young friend’s delicious ejaculate once again. The fourth, fifth, and sixth ropes of cum glazed the rest of Janet’s face. And the last strand from Max’s softening erection dove down onto the bare 32D’s directly underneath.

Janet had never been so sexually satisfied. Max was exhausted. He stumbled but managed to keep his balance in the end.
The contented beauty opened her eyelids with difficulty as Max’s load clung to her mascara-covered eyelashes. Janet used her index finger to swiftly wipe the remnants of the male orgasm off her breasts before staring Max in the eyes once more. She inserted her cum-covered finger into her mouth, puckered her lips, and cleaned her appendage with her tongue.

His jaw dropped, Max commented dryly, “That was so damn hot.”

With a bashful smile, Janet responded, “Well you taste far too good to let it go to waste.” 

Janet rose to her feet and leaned into Max’s solid body so that her breasts pressed against his lower chest. They embraced and kissed passionately, their tongues intertwining and amorously massaging each other. They let go and then tilted their heads towards each other once again for one more, gentle kiss.

Max and Janet let go of each other as they both collected their minds after the incredible experience they just shared.

Then, gazing at his fantasy partner with an expression of disappointment, Max came back to reality, “Well… I guess you’re free to go now without worry. I- uh… to be honest, I never even tried to get the emails of your family. I just kind of said I did as a last ditch effort. I wouldn’t do that to you even if I were angry.”

The woman, who began the night under the threat of blackmail, laughed to herself at the recognition that her initial hunch was right. It took a bluff in order to get her to realize her fantasy.

A resigned Max then turned away and started to walk over towards his boxers lying on the carpeting at the other end of the room. But he was stopped by Janet’s voice. “Max…”

He turned to look at the gorgeous naked woman on the other end of the room.

Janet gave him a flirtatiously curious look and then grinned, “Why would I go when I have so much to teach you? Don’t you think we should wake the neighbors up a few more times… Lover.” She winked at Max.