From Prick Tease To MILF

Okay, I’ll admit it. I am a mature prick tease. I’ve been a prick tease since college in the early 1990s. Even though I am more mature now, I see absolutely no reason why I should stop being a tease.

Men are great to tease. Whether it’s 1989, with my 60 year old English prof to whom I showed my tits when I realized he was looking at them instead of my face.  Or yesterday, with my 19 year old son’s best friend.  They all react the same way to naked boobs in their face.

Prick Tease: Starting Out Teasing

I must say, I was a cute young thing when I started my prick tease career in 1989. Eighteen and a freshman in college with big hair and big boobs. I also had a tiny waist that looked really good in those peg legged jeans. You remember, the ones with the zippers up the side. I loved those.

Grunge hadn’t hit yet, so big shirts and little skirts were still in style. And I looked really good. I’ve gotten older through the years, yes, but I like to think that I’ve aged well, like fine wine. Instead of celebrating my birthday with cake and cookies, I go to the gym and pump iron.

I married a guy that I met at a kegger one night in my senior year. He was going places and knew, that despite my penchant for being a prick tease, I could be a lady when it counted. So we got married and he started climbing the corporate ladder. I hosted dinner parties and attended wine and cheese tastings with my girlfriends.

I made sure my husband remembered my prick tease days by occasionally taking him by surprise during a phone call or a dinner date.  I’d tweak his prick or even stroke it just for fun. It’s so funny to me because no matter how many times I do it to him, he always jerks like I’ve burned him. He does enjoy it, however. I just can’t pass up an opportunity to tease. In the last twenty years or so, I have confined my MILF prick tease activities to my husband. Most of the time.

Prick Tease: I Tried To Control Myself, But I LOVE To Tease

I mean, I haven’t done any really serious teasing with anyone else. I don’t consider making sure that the cashier at the grocery store got a good look at my boobs serious. And I wasn’t seriously teasing when I showed the dishwasher repairman the color of my panties as I bent over to grab my purse. Oops! Okay, maybe I was seriously having a bit of fun, but what’s the harm in that?

Our son is a freshman in college now and has the best looking roommate. He decided to live in the dorms, so they assigned him a roommate. He brought him home to meet us last weekend, and he looked so good, I found myself staring at him.

I found myself desperately wanting to tease him and turn him on. I wanted to see and feel his hard prick in my hand and the look on his face when he was aroused. What could it hurt to tease him a little? After all, he was over eighteen.

College Guys Want MILFs

So I made excuses for him to help me do things. I asked him to help me clean the swimming pool while my husband was at work and my son was sleeping. Yeah, I know it’s cliché, but I couldn’t think of anything else on such short notice. He agreed to help me and changed into his cutoffs, t-shirt and flip-flops.

I dressed in my red bikini. Before I went out, I saw my reflection in the full length mirror and decided I looked really good for my age. I still had enough sexy stuff to successfully seduce my son’s roommate- after a little prick teasing, of course!

So I sashayed down poolside and turned on the charm. His eyes weren’t the only thing that bulged when I bent over and showed him my tight ass as I picked up the net. After a few “slips,” where I “accidentally” showed him my tits, I knew he was ready for some skin to skin contact.

I walked over to him and untied my bikini top and kissed his lips softly as I led his hand to my tit. He squeezed and suddenly I felt like the girl I had been once, dancing with abandon and making out with some stranger at that Springsteen concert in 1990.

I am not ashamed to say that we had sex right there by the pool that day. When we were done, both of us went on with our lives and no one was the wiser.