Two Brothers, Two MILFs by rmdexter
The following story is a reworking of my original story, 'Two Brothers, One MILF'. I've added to the story for what is now the 'MILF ONE' section, which basically results in the story being twice as long as the original. The second part is almost the identical text you may have read in the previous version, while the first half is new. Thanks to all my followers for their support and I hope you enjoy this short story.
INTRODUCTION
OLDER WOMEN AND YOUNGER MEN...It's a story as old as time itself, young men lusting after older women, and vice versa, older women secretly craving the illicit delights that only a young man can provide. Those cravings are even more prevalent today with the influence of the internet, and the acceptance by society of women stepping forward and not being afraid to satisfy their needs and desires as they wish, which more often than people realize involves the participation of young men, men young enough to be their own sons.
These mature, desirable women, often neglected by their spouses, appreciate the flattering attention and sexual prowess of these virile young men. These women's husbands--when they even deign to engage in sex with their wives--usually end up being 'one and done', leaving the women disappointed and wanting more. These frustrated women are quick to look elsewhere to satisfy their lustful needs, since they know that never happens with the young studs they so badly crave.
Women love the endless stamina, strength, and endurance of the virile young bulls they take into their beds. These women love the feel of that firm young flesh pressed into theirs, long hard cocks thrust into their mature bodies time and time again until they collapse in ecstasy, totally satisfied, and yet, always longing for more. These young men make love to them for hours on end, satisfying their lustful cravings and wanton desires, the acts they engage in often so lurid and obscene that these women would never speak of them, not even to their best friends. But it's the taboo aspect of these erotic rendezvous that make it all the more exciting for these women, and the young men who they service, and who service them, relentlessly.
This story--or two stories, actually--is the tale of two such young men, Mitch and Gray, both of them eighteen years old. They are brothers, twin brothers; not identical twins, just fraternal. These robust young men are prime physical specimens, both of them incredibly well-hung, with strong, powerful bodies and stallion-like cocks capable of going all night long.
Mitch and Gray have already had a taste of older women, and have found it to their liking. They like to pleasure their women together, knowing these MILFs want the two young men to take them in every way imaginable, to fill all three of their hot willing holes over and over. The two brothers love to work simultaneously to bring these sexy older women the sensual pleasure they know these women want, need, and deserve.
Read on to see how things work out for these two young men, and two of the older women who desire them...
MILF ONE
18-year-old Mitch pulled out of the woman, a long nasty trail of cum sliding of out of her abused cunt, along with his spent prick. At the same time, Gray flexed his hips back, withdrawing his dick from the woman's mouth, rivulets of thick teenage semen leaking from the corners of her lips.
"C'mon, bro, we better go," Mitch said as he grabbed a handful of the woman's sheets and wiped his dick. He climbed off the bed and walked over to where he and Gray had tossed their clothes.
It was Thursday night, and they were where they'd spent Thursday nights for the last number of weeks--at the home of Mrs. Emerson, their English teacher. It happened to be the same night that her husband went out for the evening to attend 'Bridge Night' with his card-playing cronies. Her two children were grown up and had left home years ago, leaving her alone on those nights her husband was absent. For the past month, since Mitch had first seduced her right in her classroom after school one day, the two brothers had been coming around on Bridge Night and taken turns fucking her, much to her pleasure.
"Yeah, we better get home," Gray replied as he strode across the room and reached for his clothes.
"Look at her. Do you think she's had enough?" Mitch said, pausing with his underwear and pants in his hands. He was speaking out loud, loud enough for the woman to hear him. But Mitch knew that was part of the attraction for her, knowing these boys were using her, using her to satisfy their own lustful needs--which also satisfied hers.
They'd been working her over for the last hour and a half, making her come more times than she could count before they went off inside her. Mitch had blasted his first load deep inside her gripping ass, while Gray had filled her cunt with a second load a couple of minutes later. Then they started turning her every which way, switching up the holes that they were plugging, with Mitch finally depositing his second load deep into her already overflowing cunt, while Gray had shot his into her mouth, happily watching as she tried to swallow it all, but not succeeding, his heavy load leaking from the corners of her puffy abused lips.
Gray turned and looked at the woman. Mrs. Emerson was 52, and had been--as she'd told Mitch about a month ago--happily married for thirty years. But all that had changed once Mitch had every inch of his huge cunt-wrecker up inside her needy snatch. He'd unleashed the wanton animal inside her, and since that fateful day, she couldn't get enough of Mitch, or his equally-well-hung brother. And, right now, she looked nothing like the conservatively-dressed teacher they saw at school every day. Tonight, she looked like the wanton slut that she'd become.
She was dressed in an alluring merry widow corset in a deep scarlet color, with matching garters that bit into sheer black stockings that reached high on her full creamy thighs. Her feet were clad in pointy-toed black pumps with rapier-like 5" heels. Those heels had been on the verge of poking holes in the mattress while the boys had been fucking her. She'd rapturously flexed her mature body up against their pounding thrusts as they'd driven her deep into the mattress, her hands pulling at the sheets as they'd brought her beyond the point of ecstasy time and again.
Her large breasts had been pulled outside the confining cups earlier, the boys wanting access to them while they'd had their way with her. Mitch had noticed how she'd tried to hide those big fleshy tits with the loose conservative clothing she wore at school, but it wasn't hard for his keen eye to notice how huge they were. He'd asked her that first day he'd fucked her in her classroom what size bra she wore. She shyly answered: "36E." Once he'd taken her that day at school and let her know he'd be using her as often as he wanted, he'd started sending her links to the Agent Provocateur high-end lingerie website, letting her know what he--and Gray--expected to see her wearing when they came for their visits. The boys had also sent her pictures of the high-heeled shoes they liked as well. The teacher now had a suitcase full of the lingerie and shoes they'd picked out for her, hidden at the back of her closet away from her husband's neglectful eyes. The week before, they'd texted her with links to the pictures of the corset and shoes she was now wearing, which they knew she'd purchased as they'd requested. Early today, Mitch had sent her a message letting her know that was the exact outfit they expected to see her in when they arrived.
