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My fantasies come true when my Mum's friend agrees to model for me

hot mature blonde with naked breasts
"Hazel had a curvaceous body and silky soft tits"

This happened to me when I was 21 years old and going to art college in Fremantle. I was still living with my parents, which was pretty lame, but otherwise it was an exciting time in my life. I was looking for a model to help me with a photography project, and my mind immediately went to Hazel. She was 32, a single mum with a toddler, and she worked at the sushi counter in Fremantle Markets. She and my mother went to the same gym, and she'd become a friend of the family. Ever since we'd met, I'd been harbouring a secret crush on her.

Plucking up my courage, I dropped in on her during her lunch break. “Seriously, Josh? You really want to photograph me? Wouldn't you rather get some skinny girl from college?”

“I think you'd make a great model. Very curvy,” I said with a hint of a smile.

“That's true enough,” she admitted, grimacing. She had a down on herself because of her weight. Well, it would be a lie to say she was stick thin, but I thought she looked perfect. In fact, I loved everything about her – her very fine ash blonde hair cut in a shaggy bob, her heart-shaped face with its small, pretty features. To my eyes, she was the ideal Aussie Milf. I told her what I had in mind – a few beauty shots in some attractive locations – and to my relief she grinned, “Okay, let's do it, I'll pull out a few bikinis.”

The beginning of my Aussie Milf photo shoot

We had to wait until Hazel had some free time and could arrange a babysitter, so it was almost a week before we finally got to do our photo shoot. By then, I'd worked myself up into a frenzy of excitement, going over the whole thing in my head again and again. Hazel was even more nervous, and I kept fearing she was going to change her mind as we drove down to Leighton Beach.

I'd read somewhere that professional photo shoots always took place around dawn, so we were very early; most normal people were still at home having breakfast as we strolled together along the soft white sand.

I was lugging my camera equipment; Hazel was carrying a bag full of costumes and wearing a thin cotton sundress that clung to her body as she walked into the breeze.I was acutely aware of how sexy this gorgeous Aussie Milf was, and I felt a boner stirring in my jeans.

“Okay, I'm terrified, let's get this over with.” Hazel stopped suddenly, dropped her bag and wriggled out of her dress. Underneath she was wearing a two piece bikini in a red and white gingham pattern that went well with her peaches and cream complexion. “Please tell me I don't look too bad," she wailed, posing with her hands on her hips.

"Hazel, trust me, this is amazing!" I loved the luminous quality of her skin in the gentle morning light, not to mention the way her boobs were almost spilling out of her top. I was grateful for the technicalities of photography, which helped me forget how much I fancied her. Working hard, I produced a number of shots that I thought would be arty enough to please my tutor. As for Hazel, she finally seemed to have gotten over her nerves, because I heard her say: “Is this bikini small enough? I've got something slightly more daring if you'd prefer.”

Hazel loses her inhibitions

She stepped behind a dune, then reappeared a few moments later, blushing. My beautiful Australian Milf had packed her curvaceous body into one of the tiniest string bikinis I had even seen. The top consisted of two skimpy triangles that barely covered her nipples. As for the bottoms, I saw just how outrageous they were when she half turned and I was treated to an almost unhindered view of her ripe, pear-shaped butt cheeks.

Swallowing her embarrassment, she looked me in the eye, then dropped onto all fours, arching her spine sexily. Gradually she loosened up even more and rolled onto her back, writhing sensuously on the sand. No way would I be showing these to my tutor! And just when I thought it couldn't get any better, all that writhing make her top come loose.

Her hands clutched at her boobs. That was that, I thought. But no! Flicking the fabric away, she squeezed her breasts together, treating me to the full sight of her delicious porcelain globes and rosy aureoles. Talk about a photogenic pose! But I forgot all about my camera. Instead, I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her silky soft tits.

Getting down and dirty in the dunes

I kissed and nuzzled them, sucking on her nipples while she groaned with pleasure. Meantime her hands were fumbling at my jeans, pulling out my cock which pressed hard and hot against her smooth, milky thigh, making her pant with excitement. I tugged at the tie-sides of her bikini bottoms, which came apart like they were made of cobwebs.

And there she was in all her naked glory, my buxom Aussie Milf who I was about to fuck. Her pussy was a dewy clam shell, completely shaven, the labia blushing pink as I pulled them apart with my thumbs and thrust in my cock. I could feel her pelvis bucking under me as she squirmed with pleasure.

It was sheer luck that no one came along while we were going at it, although if they had we probably wouldn't have noticed, we were so into each other. I wasn't wearing a condom, so just in time I managed to pull out and shoot my load on her creamy white navel. I've had Hazel on lots of occasions since, but that was the first and the beginning of my Aussie Milf experiences.

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