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I’ve started work on Holiday Special: Milf’s Choice On Mother’s Day which I hope to have ready by Mother’s Day.

It’s set in a small town that rounds up all the men between eighteen and twenty-five to be chosen by the milfs between thirty and forty-five, to use and fuck as they like for the entire day. Femdom freeuse for your holiday reading pleasure.

I don’t write a lot of milf stuff so this will be your big chance if that’s what you’re looking for.

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Here’s a bit that I’ve got so far:

Sharon looked at the young men, all strapping, strong, naked, and well hung, gathering in the town square. She’d just turned thirty that year and was finally old enough to participate in the Milf’s Choice ceremony. It was a special way of celebrating Mother’s Day that the little town had been conducting since it was first settled.

“All right, all you milfs out there, if you’re between thirty and forty-five and you’ve had kids, get to the town square and get ready to choose your young stud to use for the entire day!” a voice said over a large PA system. “Boys! If you’re eighteen to twenty-five, we expect to see your bare asses and hard cocks on display, now!”

Sharon smoothed out her long white gown, the same kind that every milf participating was allowed to wear, and checked to make sure her nipples were hard and clearly seen through the fabric. Her steps were quick, though she stumbled a few times, distracted by the hard young bodies and bobbing cocks of the young men gathering in the square, to wait for their chance to be chosen as one of the milfs boys that year.

“Fuck! Bobby Drake is already eighteen. My God! His cock! It’s like a freaking small arm with a fist for the head! I want it, but I don’t know if I can handle that,” she thought. “Maybe I’ll go for Adam Jenkins. He’s always mowing the lawn at my place. I could have him eat me out all day.”

Her thoughts shifted from one young man, one cock, to another and another as she made her way to the stage with the other milfs. She wondered how the other women would choose. If they just went with their first instinct or if they planned it and chose just the right one.

“First year for you, isn’t it Sharon?” Helen asked almost as soon as Sharon set foot on the stage.

“Yeah! So excited!” she practically squealed like a schoolgirl.

Helen adjusted the locks of her blonde hair and pushed her large breasts up a little, making sure to twirl her fingers around her nipples to give them a little extra boost.

“Lucky you! It’s my last year,” she said. She frowned over-dramatically and then winked. “Not like I haven’t got my share of young cock though. just last year, I fucked… oh, who was it? George something or other. Anyway, that young man was passed out between my tits before the day was over. Some women don’t like that, but I love knowing I can fuck a man into the ground.”

“How… How do you choose?” she asked.

She knew there as a raffle. That each milf’s name was drawn until every single one of them had been called and allowed to choose. She just couldn’t quite figure out what she wanted.

“So much young cock and so little time to decide, right? Don’t think too much about it. Especially your first year. Just pick the first cock that looks like fun,” Helen said.

“Yeah… Yeah, you’re right! I’ve got plenty of years to choose different ones! I should just let myself go with the flow and pick something that looks delicious!”

“That’s my girl,” Helen said and gave Sharon a slap on the ass that she knew she’d be feeling for a couple hours.

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(Update: In the process of publishing. Will put a link here when I have it)