A Horny Milf
Copyright© 2026 by Thomas Spencer
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Mia's husband is away, leaving her unfulfilled and aching for satisfaction. When she spots the two hot pool boys working shirtless, their chiseled torsos glistening, Mia can't resist her temptation. She seduces them with a lotion ruse, leading them to the pool house where they ravage her body in every depraved way imaginable - pounding her mouth, pussy and ass until she's a shaking, incoherent mess of pleasure. Mia is addicted to these forbidden romps and craves more, no longer caring about prop
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Mia lay on her king-sized bed, the silky sheets cool against her flushed skin. She gazed out the window at the pool below, where the two hot new pool boys were busy cleaning it. Their chiseled torsos glistened with sweat as they bent over to scrub the tiles, muscles flexing with each movement.
Mia had always been attracted to dangerous, wild men - not the refined, boring types her wealthy husband preferred. And these two pool boys were just her type - rough around the edges with a bad boy aura that made her panties dampen.
As she watched them, Mia’s hand slid down her flat stomach and disappeared beneath the waistband of her skimpy panties. Her fingers found her already slick folds and she let out a soft moan, imagining it was one of the pool boys touching her instead.
She pictured herself sneaking up behind one of them, pressing her body against his back and reaching around to stroke his cock through his shorts. He would turn to face her, a hungry look in his dark eyes as he backed her up against the side of the pool.
Mia dipped a finger inside herself, biting her lip to stifle a louder groan. The pool boy would rip off her tiny bikini top, exposing her full breasts. He would take one in his mouth, suckling and biting as his hands groped her ass. Mia pinched her own nipple, rolling it between her fingers.
Her other hand worked frantically between her legs, fingers pumping in and out of her tight channel. She could almost feel the pool boy’s thick cock thrusting inside her, stretching her in the most delicious way.
Mia scissored two fingers inside herself, stretching her pussy as she imagined the second pool boy joining in. They would flip her over, pressing her hands against the tiles as they took turns fucking her from behind. She moaned louder, thrusting her hips up to meet her own fingers.
Suddenly, Mia heard a knock at the bedroom door. “Mia? Are you in there?” It was her husband’s voice. Mia froze, heart racing. She quickly removed her fingers from her dripping cunt and lay still, trying to calm her breathing.
The door opened and her husband walked in, briefcase in hand. “I’m home early,” he said, loosening his tie. “What are you up to?”
“N-nothing,” Mia stammered, praying he couldn’t smell her arousal. “Just taking a little nap.”
Her husband nodded, looking distracted. “Good. I need to get some work done. I’ll see you at dinner.” He closed the door behind him.
Mia let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. That had been close. But now that she had started, she couldn’t stop. She needed to cum.
Sliding a hand back into her panties, Mia returned to her fantasy. This time, as the pool boys pounded into her from both ends, she imagined the husband walking in on them. He would be furious at first, but then a look of dark arousal would cross his face.
Mia’s fingers moved faster, plunging in and out of her clenching hole. She pictured her husband joining the debauchery, stripping naked and adding his cock to the mix. They would fuck her together, all three men using her holes for their pleasure until she was a shaking, incoherent mess.
The idea of being caught and used like that sent Mia over the edge. She buried her face in a pillow to muffle her cries as she came hard, gushing fluid soaking through her panties.
When the waves of pleasure finally subsided, Mia collapsed back onto the bed, chest heaving. She knew it was wrong to fantasize about cheating on her husband, but she couldn’t help it. These taboo thoughts were the only thing that truly satisfied her these days.
With a satisfied sigh, Mia cleaned herself up and went to shower off, already thinking about how she could make these fantasies a reality. One way or another, she would have those pool boys.
The warm sun beat down on Mia as she lounged by the pool, a barely-there bikini struggling to contain her ample curves. Her husband was away on another one of his endless business trips, leaving her alone and unfulfilled once again. Mia had long since grown tired of his weak, inept advances in the bedroom.