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Meeting My First Aussie Milf Changed My Outlook on Life, Love And Sex

I'd dropped out of my college course at the age of twenty. I'd had these big ideas about starting my own online business. I hadn't much of a business plan as such, but I certainly enjoyed picturing how I'd be spending my hypothetical profits. I slogged along with a half-hearted idea and very little else for a few years, but nothing ever got anywhere.

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With Aussie Milfs life under sheets is more enjoyable

Eventually I decided to re-enrol at the local campus and see if a degree might help steer me toward where I needed to go next. I almost immediately regretted the decision to go back. I'd all but exhausted my bank account and couldn't get touched for a loan. I was picking up as much temp work as I could find to fill the gaps around classes and lectures to make sure I could keep the light on and rent paid. There was barely enough time for a social life, but on the rare nights when I was free to let my hair down and enjoy myself, I found myself unable to click with the student crowd around me. They weren't all that much younger than me, a few years really, but it felt like decades. Dating was a problem too. The last thing I needed right not was a full-time relationship to slot into my already dense schedule.

First Meeting

It was a cousin of mine who first introduced me to the Aussie Milf. I knew he'd always had a thing for older women, but when it came to his endless lists of conquests, I'd always thought he was simply boasting. Me and my cousin were the same age, twenty-six, but I'd always felt like the older one, the more mature of the pair. That all changed when I met one of my cousin's acquaintances.

She was almost twenty years older than him, but the way he acted around here bowled me over. There was a confidence to him I'd never seen before, a playfulness and bravado. And she seemed to be enjoying every ounce of it.

“Brad,” my cousin started, “Ava here's got a friend of hers heading around later. Don't make a fool of yourself.” So, within thirty minutes, I too found myself in the company of an Aussie Milf of my own. I was a little tongue tied at first, but she was quick to put me at ease. The conversation was casual, the tension non existent. It was a world away from the dates I'd been used to, from the younger women I'd spent too much time trying to accommodate. We talked for a few more hours and slowly diminished a bottle of wine. Once the red ran dry, we seized the opportunity. Under the promise of returning with a fresh bottle or two of Shiraz, we left behind my cousin and Ava and ventured out into the night.

Week of Passion

I'd been lucky that my work and class schedule was pretty fluid that week. Much of my time was spend with my new Australian Milf acquaintance, Charlotte. She'd called in some annual leave from the office too, so we had plenty of time to get to know one another. I'd never had conversations with a woman like that before, never felt so on the level with someone. Things in the bedroom were just as revolutionary. It's not a preconception when they say more mature women have more experience.

Charlotte bowled me over every night with something new. By the end of that week, I felt exhausted, but couldn't wait for the next time I could hook up with Charlotte. As it turned out, things weren't to last too long with that dalliance.

Not long after our week of passion, Charlotte took a relocation package and ended up in a new job across the country. We keep in touch now and again through texts or online, but nothing heavy. Still, I couldn't forget my Aussie Milf experience with her that week. It didn't take me long to get back out there and start exploring what was on offer. I've made a fair few friends since then. Older women are just easier to be around.

New Horizons

Right not, I see a few different women. We're all open about the situation, and everyone is happy. There's no baggage, now agendas, no hassle. Everyone's out purely to have a good time and enjoy themselves, and each other. Tonight, I'm heading for a meal at the marina with a woman in her forties. She tells me she works in banking, some high pressure, no break type of thing. She's looking forward to unwinding tonight, she says. This weekend, I'm meeting up with Sabrina at the beach.

We always have a good time. There's supposed to be bad weather on Saturday, but that's okay. I think both of us would prefer to spend most of the weekend holed up in the hotel room anyway. Now I've been introduced to a few new tricks and techniques, life under the sheets is a lot more enjoyable. In fact, the odd times I have been tempted back by younger women, the sex just doesn't measure up.

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