1. Mrs Wilson My First Ever Whoit Milf.


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: First Time, Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: engmatic1, Rating: 85, Source: xHamster

    This is my first blog\story on here so I thought I'd share why I love white milf sluts so much. I was 16 when I had my first bbc loving white milf. This was when I was school pupil at St John's College in Harare Zimbabwe. I'm not from zimbabwe but my father was sent there on a diplomatic posting. Mrs Wilson was the girls swimming team's coach. She had medium length blond hair that made me think she was a scandinavian goddess the first time I saw her but she was scot living in zimbabwe at the time and every boy in school had fantasized about her. A few friends and I would sometimes sneak behind the hedges that surrounded the schools outdoor swimming pool and watch her cameltoe in her swimsuit while she coached the girls or sat on the benches right across the pool from us. This habbit of ours eventually got us in trouble when our desire for more drove us to try and spy on her in the changing rooms. But to do this we had to be in the male changing rooms next door and only time she ever went into the changing rooms for a long period of time was at the start of the swimming session or after when the girls had left. We couldn't all go in at the same time so we drew straws as horny teenage boys did and my luck had it that I drew the second shortest but the boy who drew the shortest and was to go first got scared and refused to go and I found myself up next. I quietly went to the pool area and looked around to see there was no one around. The pool area was empty so i quietly ...
    and as quickly as I could made my way to the boys changing room. I climbed up a ladder that was kept in a cupboard so that I could reach the ventilation window which was in the wall that separated the boys' changing room from the girls'. My heart was pounding. Was I about to see Mrs Wilson taking a shower or would she just be naked walking about or would she be pissing down the shower drains. My imagination was running wild and my hormones were running with it. I could hear her walking about in her flip flops but when I looked she was just out of sight. I was disappointed but didn't want to give up. I wanted to see her in her full glory not so that I could boast to my friends but because I had to see her pussy. In my desperation to look round the corner where she was obscured from my line of sight, I leant to one side but this caused me to loose my balance and I came down with a thundering crash with the ladder clanging unto the hard floor. I had caught my shin on the edge of a bench and was in excruciating pain. That's when I heard her say "who's there? I thought to myself ,Fuck. She is going to come in here and find the ladder and me and realise what I was up to. But I had bruised my shin so badly that when I tried to get out of there it was just pain shooting up my leg. As I was wobbling out she walked up behind me and asked was i the one who just made that noise? I tried to deny it but she was furious and said she knew what I was doing and is going to report me to the ...
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