The Neighborhood Milf - part 1

The Neighborhood Milf – part 1

This is the first story. If you want to take a walk through wonderful Milftown, this is where you have to start from. We are introduced to some of the main characters: The busty bombshell Ingrid Mitchell, her 20 years old well endowed daughter Lorna and the nosy neighborhood boy Ralph.

All characters are over 18 years of age!

The air flickered. It was hot. The sun was burning on this Saturday afternoon. Ralph strolled through the garden, wearing only his bathing trunks. By accident, he looked through the hedge in the neighboring lot and stopped. Lorna, the horny daughter of his neighbors, was lying naked in the sun chair and had her model body tanned. Lorna was close to 20, a few years older than Ralph.  She worked as a receptionist at the local family doctor and was still living with her parents. Ralph had a crush on her since he was eleven or twelve. 

Ralph moved closer to the fence and peeked through the bushes. Lorna was lying on her back on a towel in a yellow lounger and had her eyes closed. She had a very pretty face with long bright sandy hair, big blue eyes and full red lips. Although she was a lean and sporty girl, her bosom was quite large and apparently very firmly and her dark nipples stood upright like little fingers. Her fingernails and toenails were elegantly painted in the same color. She had her long slender legs opened slightly, so that Ralph could see that Lorna was partially shaved between them. A small stipe of shortcut blonde hair pointed to her vagina like an arrow. Her oiled skin had a dark bronze tone that shimmered slightly in the sun.

Ralph was rooted to the spot. He hardly dared to breathe. His swimming trunks tensed and with both hands he freed his big stiff member. Raised to full size Ralphs tail measured almost 8 inches and was neatly thick. A real contrast to his otherwise sporty but slim figure. Focusing on Lorna's fat bare tits, Ralph began slowly to massage his cockhead. He relaxed. Lorna apparently did not notice anything, even though she was only a few feet away. Lorna lolled in her lounge chair, bent her back, took her arms back and held out her immaculate big breasts.

Ralph closed his eyes and imagined fucking Lorna's perfect tits. He enjoyed the idea, watching his thick cock moving back and forth between the sweaty brown sunburned milk-bags, climaxing immediately and oiling the big knockers with his sperm.

"What's that for, you pig?" Someone snapped. Ralph opened his eyes, scared by the harsh voice and saw Ingrid Mitchell, Lorna's mother. The woman had suddenly appeared. Ralph had not noticed that she crawled through the hedge weeding the garden, although she was known everywhere for her cleaning rage. Ingrid Mitchell was in her midst 40th. She could have been good looking, but her face was always a kind of moody and her dark blond hair was styled in some granny-perm. Despite of that, she was still very attractive, lean with firm legs and a round butt and her breasts, however, were even bigger than Lorna's bags. Ingrid worked for one of the local insurance bureaus as a secretary. She was famous throughout the whole town for her big breasts and her shrewishness.

Ingrid was dressed only in orange shorts and a bikini top. There she stood in front of Ralph, a bucket of weeds in one hand and a weed-engraver in the other hand. She flashed at him angrily. Actually, Ralph wanted his cock to disappear immediately in the swimming trunks, but that was not so easy. The huge melons of his furious neighbor were hardly tamed by the bikini top and rocked violently back and forth. The sheer material revealed more than it should hide. Ingrid had large stiff nipples that were visibly covered under the blue fabric. That sight excited him, his cock just did not go down.

However, Ingrid's eyes were tight obviously on his powerful erection. Her angry expression turned into a reluctant look. Instead of bellowing at Ralph, she hissed softly and without taking her eyes off Ralph's cock: "Today after dinner at half past seven you're coming over to us. Since we will have to talk a word together. Or should I go to your parents right now? No? Good. Then buzz off, you dirty filth!"

Ralph colored. With a crimson head he tediously stuck his still hard prick in his pants and disappeared like a kicked dog to his room. Here he threw himself on his bed and cursed the day. What if this Mitchell-bitch spoke to his parents or her husband? He would be in huge trouble and never be able to face his neighbor again. It would get around Milltown. All his friends would laugh at him for being caught jerking off on his neighbors’ daughter.

And it was only the stupid Lorna to be blamed. If she had not been lying around with her big tits, nothing would have happened. At some point he would pay her back! Then he would mercilessly fuck the bitch. And her stupid big titted mother, too. She could have overlooked the situation. Instead, she was making trouble now.

His stomach had cramped and tears came to his eyes. For several hours he rolled back and forth.

For dinner, he sat in front of a plate full of grilled sausages and got hardly anything down. His parents noticed that Ralph was depressed. His father tried to cheer him up with a few jokes. His mother, a pretty long-haired brunette woman with a well-trained figure, tousled his hair and gave him a kiss. Embarrassing.

At half past seven he left his parents' house and rang the neighbors’ bell. Ms. Mitchell opened the door, silently looked at him and indicated him to follow her. The Mitchells’ house was scrupulously clean. The furniture was new and all white colored and everything was polished to a shine. The big busted housewife escorted Ralph through the living room to the terrace where naked Lorna had lain just a few hours ago.  Silently Ms. Mitchell took a seat in a garden chair. Ralph did not know what he should do and stayed for now.

Apparently, no one else was in the house. Ms. Mitchell had probably not yet spoken to her husband. Maybe Ralph was lucky again. Maybe a loud and heavy ranting and he was dismissed. Unsteady he looked his hostess in her green eyes. Ms. Mitchell wore a long, light blue summer skirt, flip-flops and a slightly open plaid blouse that emphasized her mighty bust. As far as Ralph could tell, she wore no bra. Unlike her daughter, her neat fingernails and toenails were not painted. Her short dark blond hair was trimmed in a steady perm.  Sitting there she mentioned Ralph of an un-relaxed and underlaid housewife. 

An almost sexy philistine with a pair of big fat tits. 

"Because of this afternoon.... I can explain that ..., Ma’am! "Ralph pressed. 

Ms. Mitchell just looked at him and said nothing. Ralph felt silent. After a while, she said, "How old are you now, Ralph?" She asked seriously. 

" I’m at senior high, Ms. Mitchell." 

"And you like my daughter, don’t you?" 

Ralph blushed. "Yes, she is - very pretty." 

"Very pretty, so, so. She’s been lain buck naked in the garden, you’ve just seen all of her and you just think she is very pretty. I did not think you would express yourself that way. "

“How am I supposed to express myself? Lorna is pretty, Ma’am."

" Yes, she is without a doubt. But she is also a horny piece of crap that knows how to deal with men. Do you think she did not realize you were standing behind the fence? "

"I do not know, Ma’am " Ralph mumbled embarrassed.

"Shortly before, she was still wearing her bikini. Then she heard you and took off everything quickly. She wanted to tease you. She knew that you would hide and get stuck somewhere. I am sure, it certainly pleased her, that you secretly watched her and wanked your dick.” Ms. Mitchell said things very clearly. Ralph was astonished about that.

"Okay," Ralph stammered.

“Since my daughter wanted to play a little with you, I do not blame you alone. But you know well even at your age, that it is improper to peek through hedges and jerk off on the neighbor's daughter.” Ms. Mitchell said now a little more conciliatory.

"Of course, I will never do it again. "Ralph babbled suddenly talking a mile a minute. "But when I saw her lying there, well -" 

"What, well? I want to clarify that with you now, Ralph. If we can talk openly, that's good. I do not like it when you're hiding something or trying to gloss over it.

“Seeing Lorna lying there completely nude, that's what turned me on, so I got a stiffie. My trunks are so tight, so I pulled it out and when I held it in my hand, I thought, well, I can rub it a little bit, just to release me. Then I would feel better."

"Listen Ralph, I understand that. Young men at your age are always horny and get their erections easily. It would be rather surprising seeing Lorna naked would have no consequences to your manhood. I know that. But it's gracefully to jerk off everywhere without restraint."

"Yes, sorry, Ma’am. That will not happen again." 

"You could at least have gone to your room. Since you can do what you want. Do you have a girlfriend? "

"Yes, Nicole Watson from my school."

"I know her, her father is a schoolmate. She is a pretty small blonde thing with bright blue eyes, isn’t she? "

" Yes, Ms. Mitchell, that's her."

"What should she think of you if she knew that you're peeking Lorna and wanking on her?"

“I do not know," Ralph said," Nicole is just a young girl and Lorna is already a woman and, well ..., a good-looking and well-developed one."

"So, you like women who are older than you? You would not push my daughter out of bed?”  Ms. Mitchell wanted to know, and a strange tone resonated in her voice.

"Sure, certainly not. "Answered Ralph. Realizing that he may have been going too far, he added, "Sorry. It was not meant like that. Not that you think now ..."

"Ralph, you promised not to gloss over anything, "interrupted Ms. Mitchell. Ralph nodded silently. 

"You had your eyes closed when I caught you. What were you thinking of?" She asked further. 

Ralph became nervous. He was torn between shame and lust when he thought again of the scene this afternoon. 

"I imagined how it would feel, if I would fuck Lorna's tits," he answered honestly. 

"Ok, I can understand that. Her breasts are really luscious. You're not the only one who dreams of them. Many men go for big tits," Ms. Mitchell looked Ralph in the eyes and smiled a little, as his eyes scurried briefly over her huge bust.

"But you did not just wonder about Lorna's tits, right? "

"Honest, not more - not that I fuck her right. At least not yet, since you came in between and then ... "

"What and then? "Asked Ms. Mitchell a little irritated.

"Well, actually I was terribly frightened. I also wanted to put away my wood and disappear. But that did not work. My cock just did not get smaller. I could not help it. As you stood in front of me, in this small bikini, that also got me pretty excited." 

"And? "

"Ma’am your..., your breasts are so big, even bigger than Lorna's, and then the tight bikini. It looked awesome somehow. Really horny."

"So, you also like mature busts? "Ms. Mitchell straightened up and her blouse tensed. "That's why you have stared at my tits all the time with your cock in your hand. I hope it was worth it." Answered Ms. Mitchell, but her voice did not sound strict anymore.

“You also stared at my cock." Countered Ralph a little naughty. 

"Did I do that? But only out of shame." His mature neighbor replied.

"I do not believe that, "said Ralph briskly. 

“So? What do you think?" snapped Ms. Mitchell and her hands fondled for a moment her oversized bust.

"I think you like my pipe as well, otherwise you would not have looked at it for so long." Ralph replied cheekily.

"So, you like looking at my breasts?", Ms. Mitchell asked without responding Ralph’s reply.

"Yes, Ma’am." Ralph slowly got dry in his throat.

"Yes? Is this all you have to say? We wanted to talk honestly, like adults. Do my big old tits turn you on?" Again, the sexy neighbor put her hands on her melons an squeezed them, as though she would offer Ralph some ripe fruits.

"Yes, your tits turn me on. "Ralph stammered." 

“Do not repeat everything like a little baby! "Ms. Mitchell was a bit indignant. 

"Try to be a man! First of all, just leave it off with Ms. Mitchell. When we are among us, you can also use my Christian name.  My name is Ingrid! "

“I know.", Ralph smiled helplessly. 

Ms. Mitchell got up. "Do you want a drink? Wait a minute." 

She returned shortly afterwards with a glass and a bottle of dark red wine. She opened the bottle and poured the wine in. Then she faced Ralph and smiled at him. "We're drinking to close friendship now. Just you and me. OK? "

At that moment, somewhere in Ralph’s mind changed. He was relaxed and felt good. His cock swelled slowly. Here he stood on the terrace with his horny big busted neighbor who had offered him a drink and talked to him about her tits. 

"No one will believe me," he thought. Ingrid took the first sip of wine and then passed the glass to Ralph. "Here." 

Ralph took the glass and drank. The sweet red wine made him feel even better. "Why only one glass?" Ralph wanted to know.

"It does not have to be noticed by everyone that you were here and that I have visitors, with whom I drink wine, when no one is in the house.", Ingrid winked at him. "So, where have we been, Ralph?" 

"I was just admitting that your tits are cool." Ralph explained as a matter of course. 

"Nice," replied Ingrid, "That was not so difficult, right? And what else, do you like the rest of me too? Do you think, I’m hot? "

"I think you are very hot. You are looking awesome." His shorts bulged slowly. 

"Well, I think I'm older than your mother." The big breasted philistine said.

"Definitely not much. Is this a problem? Mature women arouse me, you know." Ralph wondered what his mother’s aged should have to do with that.

"And do you just want to dream of my big mature titties or do you want to see them for real? You could make up your mind, whose tits are best. Maybe Lorna is better built?"

"I wouldn’t say so. But I have to compare. I want to see them. Come on, show me your tits!” Demanded Ralph and felt the hardness of his erection in his pants.

“You learn fast," smiled Ingrid standing in front of Ralph. Then she opened slowly, button by button her blouse. Finally, the blouse was completely unbuttoned, and Ralph saw that Ingrid was not wearing a bra, in fact.  Her huge breasts stood firm without hanging, her nipples began slowly rising. 

"Bombastic. How cool!" Exclaimed Ralph. "Your rack is really a lot bigger than Lorna's!" 

Ingrid grinned knowingly. "Nice to hear that and nice that you like what you see. Come on, now it's your turn. Show me your cock! " She commanded. Ralph did not let her say that twice. He tore open his jeans and pulled out his big hard cock. Like a short thick lance stood his member and pointed aggressively to Ingrid. 

"What now?" Ralph wanted to know. 

"Use your imagination, darling," Ingrid whispered in his ear. 

As she leaned forward, her breasts touched his torso and his cock pressed against her stomach. Ralph began to knead Ingrid's right breast with his left hand as he leaned forward and sucked on her left. His hand was too small to encase the fat tit. He felt how tight Ingrid's breasts were. Ingrid groaned and reached for Ralph's crossbar with her right hand. She held the shaft tightly and slowly began to massage Ralph's penis. 

"Oh, yes, come on, do it." Ralph whispered, his face between Ingrid's melons and thrusting his hip hard in Ingrid's hand. 

"Wait," Ingrid said suddenly, "do you want it the way you thought about this afternoon? "

" Titty fucking? "

" Exactly. But instead of dreaming of Lorna's tits, you can fuck her mother's big ones for real!”

“Yeah, that’s hot, great, but first you tell me why you're keen on my cock? "

Ingrid laughed softly. "OK. Your big cock makes me horny. I like big cocks. That's why I've done nothing else today, but only brought you here."

" And if I wouldn’t have had a big cock? "

" Then I would have finished you, little wanker." Ingrid said seriously.

" I think it's better for both of us, if you finish me now," Ralph replied. "How do we want to do that now?" 

Ingrid released Ralph’s prick, who could hardly stand away from her breasts, took off her blouse and laid down in Lorna's deck chair. Here she offered him her bust in all its glory. 

"Stand over me and push your dick between my tits.

Ralph answered the request immediately. Ralph took off his trousers, stood with his erect limb over the lying woman and stuck his strap between her breasts, which Ingrid squeezed tightly from both sides. It felt great. Both groaned lasciviously, and Ralph wondered what Ingrid might feel. He closed his eyes and inhaled the scent the excited woman emitted. Heavy, mature and exceptionally arousing.

Ingrid squeezed her voluptuous tits together and watched in amusement as the head of Ralph's cock repeatedly appeared between her big balls. Meanwhile, a little sweat had arised between her udders, on which Ralph's lance glided very well.

Ralph clung to Ingrid’s shoulders and pushed his pelvis back and forth. "Yes, that feels awesome. Your tits are so good to fuck!" Ralph pressed out. 

He felt that he could no longer control himself, felt the juice rise in his hard balls. He desperately tried to hold himself back, but it was too late. 

"Oh, shit!" He moaned, discharging himself over Ingrid's breasts in a long cascade. More and more semen spilled from his cock and ran in thick streaks on the bare breasts of his neighbor. 

"Don’t mind. Just let it out.” The sexy milf said. “It seems, that someone has been pretty much under pressure." Ingrid sounded amused, while she watched as Ralph cumshot her cleavage.

"Since this afternoon," Ralph answered. "I had to think all the time of your tits, your, and your daughter’s. And just before I could come this afternoon, you've caught me."

"Oh, poor darling. I thought so. But that's better than jerking off.”

“A lot better!” Ralph admitted.

“And better than your girlfriend, I hope." Ingrid gently massaged the last drops out of Ralph’s stiff cock using her hand.

"Sure," Ralph replied, "I cannot fuck Nicole’s tits that way, they are too small. I just rubbed my dick on her chest one time and shot my load on her hard nipples. That was fun, too. I tried to aim at her face, but she got wild about that."

"I just hope, you do not always come so early, otherwise Nicole has no fun with you," said Ingrid, looking at her sperm shiny udders.

"Of course! I usually keep it longer." Ralph was a little embarrassed. The first time he had  sex with his horny neighbor and he bust his nut too early. Hopefully she was not resentful. Ralph stepped back from Ingrid’s chair, having a sip of wine. His T-Shirt was all sweaty.

Ingrid lifted her skirt and spread her legs. She wore no panties. Ralph could see that she was also partially shaved. Her cunt shone wet. 

"Come on and lick me, I've been randy like a bitch all day!” 

Ralph dropped to his knees. Ingrid took off her flip-flops and arranged her bare feet on his shoulders. "Why didn’t you fuck your husband today? Or is one prick not enough?"

"He has only his football team in mind." Ingrid said and pressed Ralph's head with one hand between her legs. Mr. Mitchell was the chief coach of the local boy’s football team. 

"And sometimes I need another cock or two." She smiled. 

"How often?" Ralph wanted to know. 

"Every now and then," Ingrid replied curtly. "Besides," she kept talking while Ralph's tongue searched in her. "Besides, I have got competition in-house. ... Ohh yes, lick me ... My daughter is very resourceful when she wants something from her daddy. ... Yeah, that's good ..., You're not the only one who likes crisp tits.... Oh God, now you have it, go on ... she likes giving a helping hand.  I once caught both of them in the act and secretly watched them.... come on do it faster... yes... yes...  She knelt in the living room in front of his chair. ..Yes, just go ahead ... the blouse unbuttoned, braless and his thick cock between her delicious big titties. ... oh yeah, now you’ve got it.  And she wanked him like crazy. He has sprayed everything on her tits, just like you. That did not look bad. All that cum dripping off her big round tits. And afterwards her car insurance was paid again for one year. From our money. ... ohh yes, I’m coming.... I’m coming. .... ahhh... ohhh...But no matter, as long as they have their fun and I'm not going to come off badly, it’s alright ... ohh yeah now yessss... ahhghhh" 

Ingrid suppressed a scream. Ralph had long and intense maltreated her clit with his tongue. She came gargling and pressed her thighs firmly to his head. The mature full busted woman shivered. Ralph let off her wet partially shaved cunt and got up.

They both rose. Ingrid took a sip of wine and handed him the glass. The cum on her huge breasts began to dry in the air. Ralph gratefully accepted the glass and drank. Suddenly he felt Ingrid's lips on his glans, then her tongue, and finally he felt a large part of his cock disappear into Ingrid's mouth. His still semi-rigid cock became hard again. Ingrid felt himself almost filling her mouth. Ralph grabbed Ingrid's short dark blonde perm, took her head and began to shove her mouth. "Oh, you're so horny, bitch!" He groaned as he pushed hard. 

Ingrid enjoyed the thick young cock in her mouth. The advantage of young cocks was undeniably their stamina. With her right hand she reached between her legs and began to rub her clit. Ralph closed his eyes. A few hours ago, he had already peeked and wanked on the tits of the naked hot Lorna and thought that would be cool. Now he mouth-fucked her randy mother, sitting on the terrace barefoot and topless in front of him. He had not even dreamed of that. Ralph continued to treat Ingrid's mouth heavily. His cock was as hard as an iron rod. He wondered if he should fill up her wet cock-carving mouth. But then he changed his mind. 

"I want to fuck you!" He grunted.

Ingrid pushed Ralph's hip back and took his cock out of her slobbery mouth. "Yes, I know. You can barely control yourself. I wanna fuck you, too. But we cannot be that loud. There are too many people enjoying their gardens. Well,” she whispered, "they may hear us too easily.” 

"Fine, then let's go inside." Ralph tried to hold Ingrid's head and shove his cock in her mouth again, but he failed. Ingrid wriggled out of his grasp. 

"Too dangerous, sweetheart. If I take you to my bed, we'll just get caught. My husband Eric will be home soon. Or Lorna may come home a little bit earlier today. That’s too risky. I am a good wife and a respected member of the parish council. We stay here and take care that we are not that loud. I can lean forward on the table and you take me standing from behind. If we are not too loud, we'll hear if anyone is coming.” 

Ending her speech she put Ralph's cock back in her mouth and declared the discussion over. Smacking and sucking she continued to work on Ralph's hard prick. Ralph had his eyes closed again and enjoyed Ingrid's experienced tongue while his hands kneaded her sweaty big tits.

Suddenly there was an engine’s noise on the other side of the house. A car drove with slower pace and stopped. Ralph was startled. Ingrid pushed his pelvis back gently. "My husband is coming," she whispered. 

"And now, damn it." Ralph blanched. 

"Now you know why we stayed out here. So, my dear stallion, pants up and down over the fence. I have to go to the bathroom quickly. You’ve splashed me pretty much." 

Ralph pulled up his pants and darted to the fence.

" But ... "

" No buts, now. Get out of here or we'll both have a problem. "Ingrid snapped " 

“But, we repeat the session here, right?" Ralph asked as he jumped over the fence. 

Ingrid did not answer. She slipped into her flip-flops and closed her blouse. Then she went into the house without looking back for Ralph, who was sitting on the other side of the hedge again. Ralph breathed. He heard the front door being closed and heard the deep voice of his neighbor. Ralph ran back to his room. With every step he took the erection he still had was aching.  

He threw himself on the bed and closed his eyes. He thought of Ingrid's big tits and her wet mouth and Lorna's crunchy brown luxury body, then he started jerking off. 

A few days later Ralph came home from school. His mother was just about to say goodbye to Ingrid Mitchell. "Hello Ralph," she greeted him. "Hello, Ms. Mitchell," he replied. He thought feverishly about what his neighbor probably wanted with his parents. Ingrid Mitchell was accompanied by Ralph's mother to the door and went, without further care for Ralph. No doubt his mother was an attractive woman with a few decent breasts. But next to the enormous tits of his horny neighbor, the bosom of his mother seemed almost small. Like two big apples put next to two watermelons.

"I did not know that you are interested in the football team," said his pretty mother, when Ingrid was gone. 

"Football team, why? Ralph asked in disbelief. 

"Well, Ms. Mitchell was here and wanted your cell phone number so that her husband can contact you if there's anything interesting about the football team" 

"And you gave her my number?" Ralph asked. 

"Yeah, I should not have done that?" his mother asked a bit acidified. 

"Of course, everything is alright," Ralph said and hurried to his room. She had his number. Ingrid had actually got worried Ralph's number. It was hard to believe. But now the time of long waiting and patience started.  Ralph feverishly awaited a message from Ingrid. Every day he looked several times in his SMS and checked the mailbox. But no news from her. Two and a half weeks after Ralph's first date with Ingrid, Ralph had meanwhile summer holidays vacations, came a redeeming sms: NEXT SATURDAY 21:00 TERRACE - COME OVER THE FENCE ... ;-)

To be continued