MILF Appeal: Why Are MILFs So Exciting?

Hi, my name is Alex. I’m here to tell you all about how I fell victim to MILF appeal and why I’m mad about MILFs. Believe it or not, I wasn’t always mad about them. For a long time, it was more like I was “meh” about MILFs.

I know, crazy, right? Obviously, something changed between then and now to make me into the MILF-mad man I am today. Oh, yes, something did happen. It was one of the wildest experiences of my life.

Ok, let me back up for a second and explain something that’s going to be very important later in the story. I’ve always been submissive. That means, for as long as I can remember, I’ve always catered to other people, especially women. I let them do what they want and boss me around because it makes me happy to serve them. I can’t explain why, other than to say that I guess I’m just naturally submissive.

Before the incident I’m going to tell you about happened, I’d served Femdoms before. Actually, I had served several and loved every moment of it. My typical taste in Mistresses ran toward the young and tight-bodied types at the time. Oh, how that was about to change….

MILF Appeal: From Younger Domme To Mature Mistress

I should also point out here that I have a friend who is very heavily into anything that has to do with MILFs: MILF phone sex, older woman porn, mature Dominatrices, and all kinds of things. He spent a long time singing the praises of older women to me. “Once you try a mature lady,” he said, “you’ll never go back to playing with those younger Dommes you love so much.” I just ignored him, mostly, figuring that he had his fetish and I had mine, and never the twain would meet.

As it turned out, though, my favorite young Dominatrix went out of town one week when I had a particularly submissive itch that needed to be scratched. Understandably, I was pretty down about it. My friend, trying to be helpful, offered to take me to see his favorite Domme. Now, under normal circumstances, I’d have said, “Thanks, but no thanks.”  But, because I was a bit desperate, I took him up on his offer. Boy, am I glad I did.

He took me to a lady’s house in the next town over from where we lived. It was a very nice house with a fully-equipped dungeon in the basement. The lady herself wasn’t bad-looking, either, for an older woman. Her body was nearly as tight as my favorite Domme’s, so I figured she wasn’t too much of a departure from my usual Mistress. But I was wrong….

Older Femdom Shows Me What I’ve Been Missing

The very first thing she did was tell me, in a tone that brooked no argument, to take all my clothes off. How she knew I had a thing for CFNM, I’ll never know (and my buddy swears he didn’t tell her), but she did. Instinctively, I put my hands behind my back as she walked slowly around me, inspecting me. As the anticipation increased, so did my erection.

“Come,” she said, making a gesture that meant I should follow her. I walked obediently behind her, and she led me across her basement dungeon to a spanking bench. She told me to position myself on it, and I did, my heart racing in my chest.

I can say without question that that mature Mistress gave me the best spanking I’ve ever had. It was so good that I really didn’t know what to do. I just whimpered and moaned and tried to stay still while my cock leaked precum and she went to town on my ass.

If you’re looking for a play-by-play of what happened that day, I’m afraid I’m going to have to disappoint you. I can’t say that I remember a whole lot about what happened after that spanking was over. (Yes, it was that amazing.) Everything seemed to pass by in a blur. At the end of the session, she’d jerked me off using some kind of crazy Jedi handjob techniques, and I came so hard that I was practically catatonic for a while.

It was that orgasm that clinched it for me. I was officially mad about MILFs and have been entranced by that MILF appeal ever since!