My Friend's MILF - Lesson 1 by Karr Liza

My Friend's MILF - Lesson 1 by Karr Liza

Author:Karr, Liza [Karr, Liza ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-03-31T00:00:00+00:00


MRS. PETERSON

I couldn't believe this was all happening. She'd thrown her robe onto the pillow at the end of the couch. My swim trunks were off. Misty laid back against the cushions. Her legs were spread. My hands were on her thighs, just above her knees.

This was the closest I'd ever gotten to a woman's pussy other than that one night last fall, a month after I'd first gone to college. It was at a bar when I'd been dancing with a drunk girl, and we'd ended up in the back of her SUV. We'd done it, but everything happened so fast. In the dark, I only felt her.

Misty stared down at me. "Ok, time to learn about the vagina. This is the clit. Here are my labia. I want you to lean in and use your tongue. Run it from the top all the way down to the bottom of my pussy, Derek. Do that five times."

I smiled at Mrs. Peterson and felt my cheeks get hot.

"Oh you poor young thing. I'm making you embarrassed aren't I?"

I lifted my chin, took a breath, and leaned down between her legs, kissing back and forth on this thigh, over to that thigh, and back again as I came up her legs toward her glistening pink parts.

"Ahhh, ohhh, yes, yes. That's a good boy."

My tongue was on the top, sliding slowly down. She was ready wet and dripping for me. Obeying her command I wanted desperately to finger her.

"Ohhhhhhhh. Hhhhhhhh. Hhh. Eh. Wa." Misty screamed.

Her legs were shaking. Thighs clamping down against the side of my cheeks. I was moving my tongue up and down at a rapid pace. My fingers sawing back in forth inside of her.

The more I did, the louder she got. And I reached down with my left hand and tugged on my thing. It felt so good to finally give my thing some much-needed attention.

"Thud," a loud noise came from the front of the house.

I pulled my hand off of her and knelt back.

She sat up straight.

“Mom, I'm home. Are you here?”

Misty bolted off of the couch. She looked at me with panic in her eyes and said.

In “a whisper she said. “Hurry, Scott can't know about this."

I got up off the couch.

"Get your suit on."

I turned and found it there on the couch.

Something hit the floor in the kitchen with a “thud”. It sounded like a suitcase.

Misty threw on her robe, tied it, and ran to the sliding glass door.

I was right there, a few steps behind.

My thing was sticking straight out, throbbing in my suit.

She smiled, kissed me, and motioned for me to leave.

I was out that door in seconds, not wanting my college friend Scott to find us like this.

Not with his mother.

What would he do?

What would he say?



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