Horny MILF’s Go On A ST. Patty’s Day Pub Crawl to get Fucked!
Horny MILF’s that was my friend and I just housewives who had the weekend free. We were feeling footloose and fancy-free and were going on a pub crawl for St. Patty’s day and looking to get fucked.
After checking into the hotel and taking a long spa we dressed in our sluttiest outfits. I was wearing my shortest pair of hotpants and she was wearing a skirt about the size of a belt. My tits were looking amazing in the low cut shirt because you could see all but my nipples. My friend Christine was wearing a see-through blouse and no bra, of course, she pulled it off because her breast was perky and nipples were hard. Needless to say, we looked like Horny MILF’s.
Things were calm at the first pub as we began to drink. Of course, sitting at the bar it was not long before someone bought us a few rounds. They invited us down the street to hear an amazing band. It was then things got a bit wilder. Christine and I were dancing and I saw she was making sex eyes at the lead singer. I asked her if she wanted to fuck him. She said she not only wanted to but she was going to. I laughed and said, Christine, he is like half your age, we are naughty Horny MILF’s. What does that matter, he is sexy as fuck. When the band took a break she disappeared.
My panties will be off!
I went back to the bar and there was a hot foreign man asking for directions. I sat down and asked where he was from. Australia he confirmed. I smiled, he sat down and I ordered him a drink. We sat there making small talk for just a few minutes. I stood up leaned down and whispered in his ear. Meet me in the bathroom my panties will be off. Walking off I was confident he would follow me, I did not look back. After entering the bathroom to wait I heard fucking coming from one of the stalls and I recognized Christine’s voice. She was in there fucking the singer. Good for you sweety, I smiled.
Fucking Yank Slut!
I was about to walk out thinking my guy had turned me down when that tall Aussie walked in, grabbed me by my ass and lifted me against the door. After spreading my pussy, he plowed me with his huge cock and kept thrusting until I squirted all over him. Is this what you want you yank slut? Take my Aussie Cock you Horny MILF’s!
After he had cum a lot in my steamy pussy he knelt down and cleaned it all up for me. Without another word said and only a grin for me he left the bar with our taste still clinging to his lips. I looked over to find Christine leaning against the sink wrapped in the arms of the singer and she was grinning at me.
Don’t say a word you bitch, I warned then we laughed as we made our way back out into the bar excited. The night is still young and I have yet to find an Irishman to fuck. Later, we left her new lover at that bar and went on foot to the next one. I had one goal in mind, to fuck an Irishman, however, as we continued to drink my memory began to blur.
At some point in the night, we went into a gay club because I remember letting a woman eat my pussy right there on stage for everyone in the whole place to see. That was after I had stripped and danced on the pole. I made some money because the next morning I had a purse full of ones and five’s. These are perfect examples of Horny MILF’s but there is more!
Three men and one horny MILF!
The next morning I woke up between a gorgeous redheaded man and redheaded woman. I remembered nothing of the night or the two of them. However, by the looks of them, we did a lot. I eased out of the bed and with only a sheet wrapped around me went in search of Christine. I found her, the singer, the drummer and another man I had never seen all entangled in the living room floor. All naked! Three men and one horny MILF. Well, that little whore had a fucking party for sure!
Something caught my eye, it was a tattoo of a shamrock on Christine’s Pussy! OMG! Suddenly, a flash of memory came back to me. I whipped the sheet open and there bright green teasing me in the same spot a pretty little four leaf clover! Little tokens of our slutty night for us to always remember!
I crawled back into the bed between my Irish beauties and decided why not keep the party going! After all, a good phone sex operator needs good stories to tell later. If you want to hear mine then reach me at Phone Sex Kingdom. I would love to tell you all about what a dirty little slut I am!
