Growing up with low self esteem really takes a toll on a guy’s sex life. I took the pain of rejection a little too seriously when I was young. It’s a problem that affects me until now. I find it hard going up to a girl without remembering how cruel the girls were to me back in high school. It really takes away my leverage in trying to get close with an attractive lady. I can’t really relate to any of my friends when they talk about living out their sexual fantasies with women they meet. I don’t have the chance, let alone the courage to do any of that. One of the things my friends talk about is their sexual encounters with hot and horny milfs. I was so naive at that time; I embarrassingly said, “what does milf stand for?” My friends, being the polite guys they were, tried to contain their laughter and chuckled. They told me what it meant. They explained to me how horny moms are eligible easy pickings because they aren’t usually as sexually active comparing to a single girl. Common indications among sexually eager milfs are divorced, successful career women, and bored housewives.
All that tension builds up and before you know it, they’re dying to have a young stud give it to them. They’ve been talking about it so often that it’s become somewhat like milf worship for us. They talk about getting in bed with their neighbor, women at the gym, one lucky dude even got to do it with his boss. The more we talked about it, the more I got into this milf worship of ours and thought I might have a better chance at getting with milf. My question was finally answered when my aunt paid me a visit one day. She was with her friend was in town, so they decided to drop by my place. My aunt’s friend was a yummy looking southern milf, and I couldn’t help myself looking at her ass and chest. She would even catch me doing this, but she didn’t seem to mind. She started giving me this look like if I wanted it, I should go and get it. I definitely would jump on her, if she was alone. It was time for them to leave, and my aunt promised they would come back if ever they were in town again. As I leaned over to kiss her friend goodbye, I grabbed her behind and gave it a nice, but friendly squeeze. I could see she kind of liked it. I can’t wait to see my little southern milf again.
