MILFY's Little Helpers

Reggie audibly cracked his knuckles on both hands and headed towards the five MILF's currently engaged in heated conversation in the back of the cafe.

Leaning casually on the railing overlooking the space, he observed two large couches facing each other with two women on each piece of furniture vigorously engaged in a discussion with another woman seated at the front of the room.

Reggie slowly wrung his hands feeling like an artist preparing a canvas for a masterpiece.

On the left couch, a shapely brunette sat with legs crossed and arms folded while nodding her head emphatically next to a voluptuous blonde who seemed more interested in her mobile phone than the discussion. Reggie thought each to be in their early thirties.

The brunette had every bit the librarian look from her knee length box pleat kaki skirt and fitted white collared blouse to the tan cardigan tied at the sleeves to rest at her shoulders. Her hair hung loose to just graze her neck in thick waves of auburn and golden highlights. Small frame glasses and modest 2 inch heels completed her studious appearance. To her right, the bored looking blonde nimbly tapping away on her phone wore a sleek black sleeveless sweater of a shimmering material that tightly caressed her melon tits and taut stomach. Her wide hips and spankable ass were encased in painted on white slacks, accented by a thin gold belt hanging loosely at her hips. 3 inch open toed sandles decorated her pedicured feet. Brushing a long strand of her shoulder length straight blonde hair from her pretty face, she continued to deftly tap away on her mobile device.

On the couch opposite them, a raven haired woman sat back in the deep cushions slowly shaking her head with arms folded tightly below her impressive tits while another blonde woman seemed to mold herself to the arm rest as her eyes frantically jumped to the women around her. Both appeared to be in their late thirties.

The dark haired woman wore a flattering black silk blouse fastened low to display her tits to great affect and form fitting black knee length pencil skirt that accented her slender calves and toned ass quite nicely. A slim black leather belt wrapped her waist and her hair was styled in a pixie cut with her pretty features accentuated by plastic framed wide rim glasses. She lightly dangled a 3 inch closed toe leather heel from crossed legs while continuing to shake her head in disapproval. Reggie thought she looked like some sort of yuppy hipster hybrid.

The blonde to her right was crouching against the couch armrest looking uncomfortable at the scene before her. She wore a pale pink shirt dress with wide collar and cap sleeves at her elbows and a large white belt cinching her slender waist. The pleated skirt of her dress fell to her knees, which were currently gathered beneath her as she huddled at the couch corner. A white beret sat at her bangs, with her shoulder length hair curling at the ends as it ringed her head. Complete with her white 2 inch closed toe pumps and the delicate gloves on her wrists, Reggie thought she looked like some 50's housewife come to life.

They all seemed focused on the woman seated primly on a large comfortable looking arm chair centered between the couches. Wearing a simple white suit with accented lace frills at her knee length skirt hem and blazer cuffs, she alternated between sipping from an oversized ceramic coffee mug and vehemently defending the tragic character flaws of the protagonist in the novel under discussion. She sat with legs together, firmly locked at the knees and ankles, where closed toed 2 inch heels sat flat to the floor. The large golden buttons of her blazer were neatly fastened to above her breasts to where a cream silk tie neck blouse was knotted at her throat. Even with the heavy fabric of blouse and jacket, her impressive tits straining the fabric were still quite obviously on display. She held wire frame reading glasses attached to a thin silver chain that rested around her neck which she was currently gesturing with to emphasize a point. Her red gold hair was meticulously arranged at the crown of her head with deliberately arranged locks dangling loosely at her ears to rest on the shoulders. Reggie thought she was a well maintained fortyish.

Her authoritative presence and quick wit in defending the rebuttals of the four women seated around her clearly marked her as dominant presence in the room. Recognizing this, Reggie was struck with inspiration.

He turned his eyes on the prim and proper woman seated in the armchair and thought hard in her direction. "ON REGGIE'S CUE, YOU WILL BECOME MISS MILFY, PROPRIETRESS OF THE EXCLUSIVE GENTLEMAN'S ESCORT SERVICE 'MISS MILFY'S MILFS'. YOU WANT DESPERATELY TO PLEASE REGGIE, YOUR MOST PRESTIGIOUS CLIENT, AND WILL INTRODUCE HIM TO YOUR FOUR MOST REQUESTED LADIES. YOU WILL DEVELOP PERSONAS FOR THESE WOMEN BASED ON THE MOST OBSCENE SEXUAL STEREOTYPES AND FETISHES YOU CAN IMAGINE. DISPLAYING WOMEN FOR REGGIE'S APPROVAL GETS YOU INCREDIBLY HORNY"

When he looked away from the seated woman, Reggie found he was gripping the railing before him tightly. Shaking his head slightly and with a deep steadying breath, he then concentrated on the couch seated women.

"YOU WILL INSTANTLY ADOPT CHARACTER TRAITS AS MISS MILFY DESCRIBES THEM TO YOU".

Feeling satisfied, Reggie moved to where a short flight of stairs lead down to the sunken area. He removed the velvet rope which sanctioned off the steps and slowly descended.

The red haired woman in the armchair spotted Reggie approaching from the far side of the room and immediately adjusted the glasses on her nose while squinting her eyes.

"I beg your pardon", she called from the other side of the room, "this is a RESERVED area", she went on, ear marking the page of her book and setting it down. The women seated on the couches turned to face the disturbance.

Reggie did not slow in his advance.

"Young man!", the redhead went on, "did you not hear me?", she asked. She stood up in one graceful motion, smoothing the font of her knee length skirt with one hand and pulling her stylish blazer down taught with the other.

Reggie continued forward undeterred, "aaaaaand LIGHTS!", he called out with a wide flourish of his hands.

The women seated on the couches looked amused as the red haired woman clicked towards him, each turning to face Reggie in anticipation of a verbal dressing down. Reggie assumed this was a familiar scene that always resulted in the redheads favor.

"this area is restricted for Book....Club....Members.....ONLY!", she spat, emphasizing each word. She now stood in front of Reggie red faced with both hands resting on her wide hips. She fixed him with a tight lipped scowl and narrow, threatening eyes.

"Caaaaameraaaaa", Reggie leaned forward, stretching the word only inches from her face.

"Well I never...", the stately redhead muttered. She slid her hands from her waist and wrapped her arms to fold beneath her massive tits leaning slightly forward to address Reggie. "I will speak to the cafe owner about this", she wrinkled her pretty nose, "intrusion....", she harrumphed, moving around Reggie and towards the steps. "And have you REMOVED from the premises!", she sang over her shoulder as she walked away. The women on the couch watched the scene while whispering among themselves and casting harsh glares in Reggie's direction.

"ACTION!", Reggie called. The redhead stopped in her tracks.

"Why Reggie", Reggie heard a soft purring in his ear from behind him, "it's been FAR to long since you've visited our establishment. The redhead had molded her shapely body to his side and linked her arm in his own with her wrist hanging dantily. "Welcome back to Miss Milfy's MILFs exclusive escort service. She had moved to stand before Reggie and gave a slow elaborate curtsy accompanied with a long flourish of her hands. "I, of course, am Miss Milfy" she proudly announced to the room.

The women on the couches looked on slack jawed and wide eyed at the redhead's behavior.

"Have I got.....", she husked as she moved close to tightly press her flesh mounds against his chest. She had unfastened the ornate buttons of her blazer to expose her silk clad tits. "A, FABULOUS.....", she rested her head on his shoulder, gripping his arm and forcing it between the expansive valley between her substantial chest orbs, "selection.... of lovely ladies....", she continued. With hot ragged breaths, she clasped Reggie's hand and led him towards the armchair she had previously occupied. "For your PLEASURE!" she breathed, lightly licking his ear lobe as she sat him.

The remaining women in the room looked on awestruck.

"Always a pleasure, Miss Milfy" Reggie played along, sincerely impressed by her complete change in character. Miss Milfy beamed appreciatively, blushing above the silken knot at her throat. "What do you have available?" He asked while glancing to the four confused women to his left and right.

"Mmmmmmmm," Miss Milfy cooed while licking her lips and running her hands over her skirt clad ass. "If you will permit me, sir?", she asked with lust soaked eyes.

Reggie nodded approval.

With a visible shudder, Milfy turned to strut over to the stacked blonde in white slacks and sweater.

"Yasmine..." The blonde stuttered, "what's going on....?" She asked with questioning eyes, "why can't I mov......".

"Quiet dear", Miss Milfy shushed the frantic blonde with a stern look. She then reached and held the blonde's hand, palm up to raise her from the couch, and led her to stand before Reggie

Miss Milfy then raised the blonde's hand over her head to twirl her in a drawn out pirouette for Reggie's inspection. Reggie smiled and again nodded with approval.

"First we have..." Miss Milfy announced in a lilting alto with a grand sweep of her hands towards the confused blonde. "Miss Charlotte Honeycunnie!" Reggie noticed the blonde woman's brow furrow and eyes crease as her name was rewritten.

"Not the brightest of my ladies by any means", Miss Milfy admonished. Reggie watched intently as Honeycunnie's eyes seemed to dim and her posture relaxed as she was reshaped by Miss Milfy's description. "But none of my ladies suck, shuck, lick or fuck with greater passion than Miss Honeycunnie!" Miss Milfy patted her on the head approvingly.

With a low moan, the blonde dragged her pink tongue to wet her plump lips, shut her eyes, and formed her mouth into an exaggerated 'O'. Miss Milfy gave a quick swat to her protruding ass before continuing. "Miss Honeycunnie earned her name as a nymphomaniac", she circled around the blonde while tracing a finger along her neck. "......always in a perpetual state of arousal and seeking sexual release." Miss Milfy continued, inspecting the finger she had dragged across neck flesh.

"Ohhh....Fuck!", Honeycunnie groaned as she arched her back languidly to fully display her massive tits through the stretch material of her sweater. She reached to her waist to cup her sex with both hands, pressing her palms firmly into the white fabric covering her mound. "So Fucking.... Hot", she breathed as she sensually dragged her hands from her linen clad pussy up and over her wide hips. She then reached under the skin tight material of her top, maneuvering her hands beneath to cradle her melon sized tits. After some awkward shuffling, she deposited a lacy black bra on the floor next to a puddle of arousal that had escaped down her leg from her leaking pussy. Her nipples protruded obscenely through the black stretch material.

During the erotic display, Miss Milfy had repositioned herself next to Reggie's chair. She bent stiffly at the waist to rest her silk clad tits on Reggie's shoulder as she spoke at his side.

"Sir," she began, tilting her head to follow Reggie's gaze to the mewling woman shamelessly groping herself before them. "I must recommend that you use a condom with Miss Honeycunnie," The blonde was unfastening the delicate gold belt from her waist with one hand and alternating pinching her erect nipples with the other. A spreading dampness was evident over her pussy mound with her sodden white panties clearly visible through the transparent linen fabric "One can only IMAGINE where she has been." Miss Milfy casually ran her silk clad tits along the length of Reggie's arm as she straightened and again moved to position herself next to the sexed up blonde.

Honeycunnie had removed the thin gold belt from her waist and was straddling it below her swollen pussy lips to slowly floss her camel toe.

"Thank you Miss Honeycunnie!" Miss Milfy sang in her alto. "If you will please step aside", she motioned and guided the depraved blonde to stand at the side of the room. Honeycunnie leaned her back heavy to the wall and continued to run the golden strand slowly between her vertical lips with half lidded eyes and a satisfied smile.

The remaining three women looked on in stunned disbelief.

"And next we have!" Miss Milfy sang out, moving herself to stand before the other occupant Honeycunnie had shared the couch with.

"Yasmine...." The bespeckled auburn haired woman cried. "Get a hold of yourself," she continued pleadingly. "Somethings not rig.....".

"Miss Milfy, child," Milfy corrected her. Auburn hair abruptly clicked her mouth shut.

"Now.." She took auburn hair's hand in her own and gently raised her to her feet. "We mustn't keep Reggie waiting", she gently scolded as the pair tapped on their heels to face Reggie. Auburn hair was then led in a wide eyed pirouette guided by Milfy's outstretched hand.

Reggie again nodded his approval.

"May I present!" Milfy again grandly gestured towards the frightened woman, "Miss Lidia Pornscholar!" Auburn hair's eyes blinked rapidly as she silently mouthed her new name.

"Miss Pornscholar is unrivaled in her extensive knowledge of every kink, fetish, stigma, and taboo ever conceived." Milfy explained while circling the auburn haired woman. Reggie noticed Miss Pornscholar's posture shift to stand more erect and her eyes took on an authoritative glean. She nodded towards Milfy and with one hand pushed her glasses to position on her nose and reached into the purse at her side to retrieve her tablet with the other. "She is a learned expert in both male and female pleasure and can achieve orgasm on command." Pornscholar was navigating the device with dexterous taps of her fingers as Milfy went on. "She has a keen interest in the sexual fetishes of the Japanese culture...." Staring down at her tablet while licking her lips, sounds of erotic coupling could be heard from the device. She had procured a wine bottle from one of the side tables and was running her tongue along the slender neck while grinding her pussy against the tablet. ".....And excels in panty sniffing, bukakke, and gunge!" Milfy concluded, stepping aside as to not obstruct Reggie's view.

Taking a large gulp of breath, Miss Pornscholar continued to intensely watch her tablet and proceeded to deepthroat the wine bottle while deftly retrieving a pair of white silk panties from beneath her box pleat skirt in one fluid motion. Reggie was quite impressed.

Pausing for a moment to extract the bottle neck from her eager throat, she removed her glasses and slipped the panties over her head. She adjusted the white silk fabric so as to see through the elastic leg holes and then replaced the glasses on her face. Inhaling deeply at the damp patch of fabric positioned over her nose and mouth to smell her sex, her eyes fluttered with arousal and a sensual smile could be seen below the silk panty mask.

"Thank you Miss Pornscholar!" Milfy concluded with a sharp clap of her hands. Pornscholar took one last lustful look at Reggie.

Extending her tongue below the silk fabric covering her face, she took one long lick of the sodden patch over her mouth and nose, shuddered, and begrudgingly took a spot to the right of Miss Honeycunnie along the far wall with bottle and tablet in hand. She could be seen slowly rolling her hips as she slumped against the wall, gazing intently at whatever pornographic material she had uploaded to her tablet. Reggie noticed the long neck of the wine bottle had disappeared under her skirt.

"Two to go!" Milfy sang as she traipsed over to the couch on Reggie's right. The short haired blond and the dark haired woman were wide eyed and speechless as she approached.

"And next we haaaaave...", Miss Milfy stretched the word as she navigated her pretty white heels towards the blonde huddled on the couch.

"Yas....", the blonde begged with wide eyes. "Please.....".

Miss Milfy stood up straight to tower over the woman with a stern expression. "MISS MILFY!", she corrected, stamping her foot and placing limp wrists on her wide hips for effect. "I'll hear no more of this Yasmine nonsense", she admonished. Just as quickly, a motherly smile returned to her lips. "Come now", she offered her extended hand, "up we go!", she lilted, guiding the blonde from her seat to present herself before Reggie.

As with her previous two friends before her, the trembling blonde was led in a slow deliberate pirouette for Reggie's approval.

Milfy audibly clicked her tongue with disapproval and bent stiffly at the waist to straighten the pleats on the blonde's pretty pink dress. "My dear", she tutted while stroking the fabric, "we must always make ourselves presentable to our clients", Milfy chided. With a satisfactory nod, she again stood erect and turned to face Reggie smiling.

"Miss Melody Prettypussy!", she addressed the blonde, bowing deeply and flourishing her hands.

The blonde inhaled sharply as she adopted her new name.

"Miss Prettypussy is not as....", Miss Milfy affectionately smoothed the blonde's shoulder length bobbed hair, "......experienced, as some of my ladies". She patted the blonde's toned ass reassuringly, "but what she lacks in knowledge...." She leaned in close to nibbled on the quivering woman's neck, ".....she compensates for in raw enthusiasm," she bent forward to trace her tongue along Prettypussy's jaw line, "and PASSION!" Milfy concluded, circling the blonde while drawing her finger to trace below her smallish tits.

Prettypussy shivered as her wide fear tinged eyes developed the unmistakable hint of eagerness, and a willingness to please.

"With an almost child-like innocence...." Milfy continued while circling the woman. Prettypussy blushed a deep crimson as she diverted her gaze to the floor. Placing her hands demurely before her skirt, she toyed with the hem. Milfy went on, "She craves constant attention and.....", Milfy positioned herself behind Prettypussy to gradually lift her pleated skirt to expose her pink panty clad ass. "HARSH discipline!", she emphasized her point with a firm slap and rough grope on Prettypussy's virgin ass flesh. Prettypussy yelped delightfully as she reached around to massage her burning ass globes.

"She'll be your obedient fuck doll", Milfy whispered in her ear. "And always refers to herself in the third person", Milfy concluded, then stepped aside for Reggie's inspection.

"Like, Prettypussy's been a BAD girl", the blonde blushed while twirling a strand of hair between her fingers and rubbing her thighs together. She whimpered slightly and reached both hands to clutch the hem of her skirt. She slowly lifted the pleated fabric to reveal a torrent of moisture trickling from her sodden pussy. "Prettypussy made her panties all WET!" She squeaked with wide expressive eyes. She continued to slide her slick thighs together, wringing her drenched pussy like an over saturated sponge. "Like, Prettypussy needs...." She again diverted her eyes down to study her pretty white heels now stained with her arousal. "A SPANKING!" She breathed, blushing furiously from her delicate checks to her creamy thighs.

"Mmmmmmmmm....." Miss Milfy cooed. She had moved to stand beside Reggie and bent stiffly at the waist. She had positioned herself over Reggie's lap to allow convenient access to her silk clad tits. Reggie mauled the proffered orbs while Milfy mewled with appreciation.

Prettypussy's high pitched whimpers interrupted the electric pleasure coursing through Miss Milfy's body from Reggie's rough ministrations. Clearing her throat, she begrudgingly separated herself from Reggie's magic hands and straightened while smoothing the cool fabric stretched over the stiff nipples protruding from her swollen tits.

"Ahem," Milfy straightened herself while adjusting the silk bow at her neck. "Very good Miss Prettypussy," she adjusted her skirt to align the zip in back as she tapped toward the blonde woman. "Please stand beside Miss Pornscholar and Miss Honeycunnie.

Milfy lightly slapped Prettypussy's hands, still holding the hem of her skirt to her waist to display her soggy pussy mound. With a yelp, Prettypussy dropped the pleated fabric to once again cover her sex and returned to studying her heels on the floor. With gentle swats to her ass, Milfy directed the woman to stand at the side of the room to the right of her two altered friends.

Making a show of dusting her hands, Milfy delicately turned on her heels and traipsed back to stand before Reggie. "And last..." She sauntered over to stand before the frightened dark haired woman remaining on the couch, "but most certainly not least", Milfy delicately clasped the woman's hand and raised her from the couch.

"Whoever the FUCK you are", the dark haired woman spat defiantly, "I will NOT be made into someone's fantasy WHORE!", she chewed on the words with disgust.

"Such language!", Milfy exclaimed while leading dark hair to present before Reggie. "We do NOT mean to upset our best client!" Milfy continued to admonish while twirling the woman in a slow pirouette for Reggie's inspection. "May I present," Milfy gestured in a curtsy raising dark hair's outstretched hand. "Miss Victoria Fuckswell!"

Milfy bowed and stepped to the side as the woman adjusted to her new name.

Milfy approached Miss Fuckswell from behind and ran her hands along the cool fabric of her blouse over her slim hips, and down along the toned thighs of the rigid woman. "We recommend Miss Fuckswell for our more...." Milfy stepped back looking at the woman appraisingly, "adventurous clients," she walked to stand before the dark haired woman and reached to cup her face in her hands.

With a slight bend to her knee and hand resting loosely on her hips, Fuckswell adjusted her posture to a much more relaxed position.

"An expert in all manners of toys and devices....", Milfy gently rubbed her thumb on Fuckswell's face, slowly reaching towards the corner of her lips as she continued. ".....a DOMINATE woman who DEMANDS respect". With a wicked smile, Fuckswell bit at Milfy's probing thumb. Fuckswell then pressed her open hands to her chest to palm her large tits, guiding them down her shapely frame to rest at her waist where she moved to extract the thin leather belt.

"pain and pleasure are indistinguishable...." Milfy continued while sliding her thumb across Fuckswell's plump lips. "....a true", She slipped her thumb between Fuckswell's parted lips. "MASOCHIST!" Milfy hissed, abruptly pulling her thumb from the dark haired woman's mouth to examine the small trace of blood trickling from the teeth mark.

Fuckswell had removed her belt and was now running her tongue along the length of the leather material while weighing Reggie with her eyes. Laughing mischievously, she abruptly snapped the material with a loud CRACK while liking her lips at Reggie.

"you looking for some FUN?" She asked Reggie, speaking over her shoulder while presenting her tight pencil skirt clad ass. She held the length of belt in each hand and was slowly running the length of leather over each toned globe. "I wonder.....", she took the belt in one hand and slid the other to the rear hem of her skirt. ".....how long it would take...." She continued to sensually raise the tight fabric of her skirt to reveal the creamy white half moons of ass flesh peaking from beneath her black silk panties. the thin leather belt left an angry red mark as she cracked the leather on her lower ass cheek. "To make me....", she breathed, again branding her ass with a bright red streak. "Cuuuuuuum", she groaned as another sharp crack marked her exposed ass flesh.

Reggie noticed her inner thighs were slick with arousal.

"Thank you Miss Fuckswell!" Milfy announced sourly while still examining her damaged thumb.

"laaaaadies!" Milfy called while again clapping her hands together for emphasis. "Please join us so Reggie can make his selection!" She sang while gesturing for the women to gather.

Reggie sat in his chair studying the women presenting themselves before him from left to right.

Miss Fuckswell, the dark haired women with the pixie haircut watched him with a predatory grin. She was bent at the waist to display her impressive tits while continuing to run the thin leather belt across her exposed ass.

Miss Hunnycunnie, the stacked blonde, stood to her right smiling stupidly at Reggie while sucking the thumb of her right hand. Her other hand disappeared between the sodden material of her slacks, wedged tightly between her thighs as she hungrily humped her arm. She looked at Reggie with lustful eyes pleading for release.

To her right, Miss Pornscholar, the auburn haired librarian, crouched low to the floor, rhythmically raising and lowering herself as she intently watched a woman take a cum shower on her tablet. Looking closely, Reggie could see the wine bottle positioned upright on the floor beneath her skirt.

Last in line stood Miss Prettypussy, the blonde housewife. She had her fists clenched at the hem of her pleated skirt, casually lolling her body left and right with eyes closed and a blissful smile. Reggie could hear her quietly repeating a mantra, "Prettypussy's a BAD girl", she paused and clenched her thighs together tightly, "Prettypussy needs a spanking!"

To Reggie's side stood Miss Milfy looking every bit the proud mother of her deranged children. Gently kneading her silk clad tits with half lidded eyes, she breathed hotly into Reggie's ear.

"Who would you like to choose?", she husked, licking the side of his face from chin to ear.