I’m usually a good girl, but sometimes a Naughty Milf has gotta let her hair down, if you know what I mean. Especially at something called the national PTA Off-Con!

So, I was in Chicago, all alone and ready to mingle after the Con, when I locked eyes with a handsome devil walking towards the ice machine i was currently employing. Drake, he said his name was. Rich and smooth, with a devil-may-care glint in his eye. The kind of man who knew what he wanted, and wasn’t afraid to take it. 

Well hello there, sexy, he purred, sidling up to the ice machine right behind me. I could feel the heat of his body against my back as he reached around to scoop out a few cubes. But then his hand dipped lower, squeezing just the swell of my breast peeking out of that low-cut top. I nearly dropped my drink!

“Not out here, mister,” I warned him with a grin. “Too many people around to play those kinds of games.”

Drake just chuckled, a low rumbling sound that shot straight to my core. “Oh I think it’s the perfect place,” he disagreed, giving my tit another rough squeeze. “C’mon, naughty momma, let me show you.”

And before I could object, he was pulling me out of the little alcove and down the hall to a secluded room. The door had barely closed behind us before he was on me, kissing me hard against the wall, his mouth devouring my neck. “I saw you earlier. In the lobby,” he growled between bites, “and I knew you were trouble from the start. My kind of trouble.”

“Maybe I intend to be,” I shot back, already working the buttons of his shirt. “Maybe I’ll have you begging for it before we’re through.”

He just laughed, that wicked sound again, and suddenly my top was gone, my bra soon following. “Careful what you wish for, naughty Milf,” he warned, tweaking my nipple. “You might just get it.”

Well, he wasn’t kidding. In no time at all, he had me stripped down to just my panties and heels, right there out on the open veranda. Just then a car horn honked from the busy street below and the crowd began to hoot. 

“What are we doing out here?” I gasped, trying to cover myself.

“Shh, don’t fight it,” Drake cooed, pulling my hands away. “Let them watch. Let them see what a dirty girl you are for me.”

And then his mouth was on me, licking up my neck, down between my breasts. He knelt and traced the edge of my panties with his tongue before pushing them down my thighs. “Mmm, you’re so wet for me already,” he gloated, spreading my folds with his fingers. “Look at them watching.”

I looked over the low wall and nearly fainted. 

There must have been two dozen men gathered down there, yelling encouragement as Drake pushed two fingers into my tight hole. “That’s it, buddy, eat that pussy!” “Fuck her good!” “Mmm yeah, show us what that Milf can do!”

What had I gotten myself into? I was too far gone to stop now though. I pushed my hips back against Drake’s hand, riding his fingers as his tongue circled my clit. The crowd was getting more excited now, some of them openly stroking themselves through their pants. I could see a few couples in the throng of people even, hiking up their skirts and pulling out their tits.

Drake pulled me down to straddle his face, his tongue delving deep into my cunt as I ground myself on his mouth. “Yes,” I hissed, “just like that! Make me cum!” The crowd roared its approval, people throwing double fists in the air.

He pushed me off suddenly and I stumbled, landing on my hands and knees. Drake was behind me a second later, spreading my ass cheeks and prodding my tight hole with the head of his cock. “Ready for this, naughty Milf?” he growled and I just moaned, too far gone to form words.

He pushed into my ass with one hard thrust and I screamed, the pleasure-pain making me see stars. “Fuuuck yes!” I wailed. “Harder!” The crowd went wild behind us but I could barely hear it, focused only on the huge cock splitting me open.

Drake grabbed my hips and started to pound, grunting with each thrust. “Take it,” he snarled. “Take that cock in your tight little ass! Show them what a dirty Milf you are!”

I was babbling now, pushing back against him, my tits swinging free, my eyes glazed over. The world narrowed down to the feel of him in my ass, his balls slapping my clit, the sound of the crowd’s approval rising around us. “Shit, shit, shit,” I chanted. “I’m gonna cum, make me cum!”

He reached around to rub my clit furiously and I came with a scream that echoed off the buildings. Drake roared as he slammed into my ass and came too, flooding my tight channel with his seed. For a long moment we just stayed there, joined in the most intimate way, as the crowd cheered their appreciation.

Finally, Drake pulled out and I collapsed on my stomach, my ass still up in the air. I could feel his seed start to leak out of my stretched hole. “Fuck,” I groaned, “what have we done?”

Drake just laughed and smacked my ass. “Oh naughty Milf, we’re just getting started. And the whole fucking city is gonna see every second of it.”

Kisses and Ass Smacks! ~Cassidy

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