Story 31
MATCHING WITH THE
HOT MOM NEXT DOOR
A TABOO DATING APPS ENCOUNTER
MILF EROTICA SEX STORY
(INSTA-SMUT SERIES)
By
FIBBWORTHY & LUSTPEN
A brIEF DESCRIPTION
Youthful 21-year-old Steven Stiffstaff has longed for the touch and affection of a woman for quite some time… Unfortunately for him, his gawky and awkwardly horny ways have left him without so much as a simple handhold, let alone a kiss or something far sexier!
But, all of that is soon to change when he buys a DELUXE membership on the world’s most exclusive dating app… Only to find himself matching with a hot mom, named Ms. Suckgood, who happens to live right next door!
And, did I mention that this woman is also the mother of his best friend? That’s right… Steven finds himself in a whirlwind of erotic trouble – where he must question what is to be valued most: his lifelong friendship? Or the gorgeous older woman’s extreme temptations?
I think you can guess which one he chooses, *wink wink*
MATCHING WITH THE HOT MOM NEXT DOOR is an adult story involving themes of MILFS, virgins, humor and EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT! BEWARE: FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!
Like most young, horny men… Steven Stiffstaff had become quite excited at the prospect of finally, not only using, but paying for the DELUXE version of the world’s most popular dating app: GET PHUCKED.
The youthful 21-year-old recently acquired a bit of money by working as a part-time stocker at the local grocery store. A menial job that tasked his mental capacities just enough to avoid offing himself before each shift. So, regardless of the stupidity of his job, Steven’s plot of earning enough funds to, at long last, purchase the DELUXE PHUCKER’s package… seemed to be nothing short of a miracle to the enthusiastic lad. Better than Christmas morning, even!
Oh my, how his fingers hurriedly tapped at his phone, going through the disclaimer and agreeing to pay the exorbitant price for more of the same crummy treatment. A deluxe fucking package, indeed.
“Fuck, this is great!” He smiled, tapping at the buttons before the screen even had time to finish loading. “Let me buy! Let me buy! I don’t care about the cost! I want girls! I want pussy!”
Sheesh, talk about being led around by your willy. The poor guy had just signed away more than a few weeks worth of paystubs. And all for what? A few more swipes on GET PHUCKED? A little surprise package and supposed preferential appearances in the swiping zone?
Well, judge the man not! For he deemed it worth the cost… Having struggled greatly with women his entire life, and never seeing any success with them, Steve Stiffstaff thought this would prove to be his golden ticket to the land of tits and ass! Of matches and dates and dirty frolics and whatever else the little freak imagined happening between men and women.
Why, it was only just last week that he was talking to his good friend, who happened to live next door. Another 21-year-old by the name of Patrick. Both Steven and Patrick still lived with their families. Steven’s consisted of his two parents and a younger sibling or two. Patrick, on the other hand, was being raised by a sexy, mature woman. His single mother. A woman Steven had known for many years, and been a part of an infinite number of his mental, dirtbag fantasies.
Ms. Suckgood.
A real visual treat of a woman. Decently sized, but wondrous breasts, shapely hips, a round rump and all the legs you could eat! Just a born buffet of wholesome goodness, perfect for a young virgin’s mind to get lost in for endless hours… daydreaming of what dirty deeds she might do to him.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, was the MILF who Steven Stiffstaff had grown up living next to in the quiet, suburban town of who-gives-a-fuck-ville, in a somewhat busy, yet peaceful little neighborhood. Green grass yards, a few well-maintained picket fences, a number of nosy retired couples, and of course, a selection of delicious mothers – an enticing proposition for the young men to choose from.
A strange point also, is that Steven had caught his own father being short of any number of items and cooking ingredients over the years. Why was that a big deal? Or why is it being mentioned at all? Good question!
Because, you know what? It seemed Ms. Suckgood was always the first place Steven’s father wanted to venture off to – equipped with a hope and a dream that she might have the desired object. However, it only took Steven’s father asking to borrow her buzz-saw or nail gun nearly a dozen times (neither of which she owned), before the young Steven figured out that perhaps his father wasn’t actually interested in finding any item. Coupled with the fact that when Steven’s mother offered to go, his father forever had a reason to go himself, and would refuse to let Mrs. Stiffstaff make the attempt.
Steven watched from the kitchen window, which overlooked Ms. Suckgood’s front room, as she approached the door each time his father rang the bell or knocked. And, oh my! What outfits the sexy MILF possessed! Depending on the time his father went, whether it be morning, noon, or night… Young Steven loved those nights when the door would catch her by surprise, and the hot mother traipsed quickly through the house until reaching the front door to ask who it was. But, before answering it, she’d be tying on a smooth, silk robe. Often giving Steven a few glimpses of forbidden flesh, or so he thought. The flash of a leg, the hint of a toned stomach, or… god forbid! The silhouette of a shapely breast right there in the living room, illuminated by a dull lamp on the nearby coffee table.
However, it must also be noted, much to the shame and chagrin of Mr. Stiffstaff… The MILF next door never returned any of his advances or reciprocated any of the countless impositions. Yet, it didn’t stop the man from trying – over and over, again and again… time after time.
So many times, in fact, that Steven’s mother actually ended up divorcing the hopeful wanna-be-philanderer. That’s right. She booted him from the home without a single look back. Was that the end of Steven and his father’s relationship? Heck no! Because the old horn dog wound up buying the home directly next to Ms. Suckgood’s. And that was that. So, it wasn’t a total lie that Steven lived with both of his parents still… He just had to walk about 50 feet to change rooms, is all.
But anyway, what you’ve been told so far is about all you’ll need to know for the backstory here. Hot MILF next door. Horny father, horny son, horny neighbors. You know the deal. A sex-charged plot on the verge of an explosive, satisfying ending at any moment…
And now, I return you to the awkward, yet excited Steve Stiffstaff as he unlocked the DELUXE mode of the world’s favorite dating app… Where all of his debauched fantasies would certainly be brought to life, leading to countless sessions of memorable sex romps and an endless stream of gorgeous women floating into his bedroom, or perhaps, you might say, his parent’s bedrooms since they still, in fact, owned them.
***
“What the fuck is this?” Steven lamented, tossing his phone onto the bed with a huff.
In a side chair of his room was Patrick, Ms. Suckgood’s son. He just let out a small chuckle, barely looking up from his own phone. You could hear the sound of asses being slapped and fucked, the kind of educational videos the young man liked to busy himself with.
“What is it, dude?” He asked.
“These apps are a joke!” Steven whined, shaking his head. “I’ve paid a fortune for this DELUXE bullshit and stll had ZERO matches…”
“Zero, really?” Patrick raised an eyebrow incredulously.
“Ok, dude,” Steven held up a hand. “I’m not going to count the goddamn tranny-granny who wanted to rail me up the ass while I ate her homemade cookies!”
“Why not??” His friend laughed. “I definitely would! It looked like she had a big dick… as long as you could lift his, err, her gut out of the way.”
“Dude, I’m just going to go fuck your mom then,” Steven smirked. The classic mom joke.
“Yeah, right,” Patrick replied with a bit of playful defiance. “You and everyone else thinks so. You know that. Isn’t that what got your dad kicked out? Him drooling over my mother, asking for a cup of sugar or a spare toilet seat and some electrical wires?”
“I’m not serious, Pat… Your mom, while I’d love to plow her brains out – no offense – I think is a bit beyond wanting some dorky, unemployed 20-something-year-old.”
“Oh, cheer up, cummy-bear,” Patrick smiled. “Just keep swiping. You know the algorithm won’t let you go too long without a match. If you get literally nothing, then why would you keep paying for the app? It’s a money-making scheme, first and foremost. So calm the fuck down! It’s bound to give you a good match or two – even if it does turn out only to be a scam-bot trying to get your bank details, ahaha!”
“Very reassuring…” Steven nodded, reaching out to grab his phone again. “Ok, Mr. Tech-man… I’ll see if you’re right. Let me finish up my swipes for today and see if I get anything. If not, I’m definitely going to ask for a refund!”
“Or at least a granny-tranny blowjob?” The grinning Patrick commented.
“Yeah, let me get the lube out real fast…” Steven yawned.
With that, he returned to the rather mindless, dehumanizing act of looking at profiles of attention-seeking, highly entitled, not very good-looking women – as he swiped with a hopeful eagerness rarely seen anywhere in the world.
A lot of fat ladies, plenty more demanding girls, and loads of blank profiles. The standard assortment one might expect to find in the world of online dating. A bunch of low-effort ladies demanding to be treated like princesses and catered to at every turn by desperate, pitiful men. And why would they do this? Because they can! There is an endless stream of men, both young and old, willing to compliment, dote on, offer emotional support and be the punching bag for these rotten women…
Why?
Simply for the chance at having sex with these rotund wildebeests!