Chapter 259 SEX LESSONS WITH MOM'S FRIEND 2

Chapter 259 SEX LESSONS WITH MOM'S FRIEND 2


That same evening, after Vanessa’s teasing left me rock hard and frustrated, I couldn’t take it anymore. Mom had gone to bed early, complaining about a headache, and Vanessa had disappeared into the guest room. I needed relief, and I needed it so badly.

I texted Sophie, a girl I’d been seeing casually. She snuck in through the back door like we’d done before. We barely made it to the upstairs bathroom before clothes started coming off.

The second the door clicked shut, Sophie dropped to her knees and pulled my cock out. She took me deep into her mouth, sucking with enthusiasm. I groaned, gripping the sink as her tongue swirled around the head.

“Fuck, you’re so hard tonight,” she murmured, looking up at me.

I didn’t answer, all I did was just closed my eyes and let her work, imagining someone else’s mouth instead. Someone older and more forbidden_Venessa

I pulled her up, turned her around, and bent her over the sink. She braced her hands on the counter, arching her back as I pushed her skirt up and yanked her panties aside. I rubbed my cock along her wet clit once, then thrust inside her in one deep stroke. She moaned loudly, arching her back against me.

“Yes… fuck me hard,” she gasped.

I gripped her hips and started pounding into her, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing through the walls of the bathroom. Her pussy was wet and tight, gripping me with every thrust. I reached around and rubbed her clit, making her moan even louder. The mirror showed everything, including her tits bouncing, her face flushed, and my cock disappearing inside her again and again.

I was so close already, the frustration from Vanessa’s teasing flooding my mind as I fucked Sophia raw.

That was when I heard the knock, then another, making me pause mid thrust.

“Jake? Honey, are you in there? You forgot your charger in my room” Vanessa asked, her voice sounding so sweet.

My blood ran cold from her voice, and Sophie froze beneath me, my cock still buried deep inside her.

“Shit,” I hissed. “Don’t come in! I’m… in the shower. Just leave it outside.”

There was a short pause, before the handle turned, and the door opened, and I was wishing I had locked it earlier.

Vanessa stepped inside, with a charger in her hand, and a playful smile on her lips. “Oh, small baby boy, you’re still my little—”

She stopped, then her eyes widened as she took in the scene: me standing there with my pants around my ankles, cock buried deep inside Sophie, who was bent over the sink with her skirt bunched up and her mouth open in shock.

For a split second, everything froze, and I wished I could just disappear. Vanessa’s gaze traveled slowly from Sophie’s flushed face, down to where my cock was still inside her, then up to my own stunned expression. Her lips parted slightly, and I saw something like hunger lay in her eyes before she immediately hid it.

“Well, well,” she said softly. “Look at my little baby boy… all grown up and fucking some girl in the bathroom while his mommy sleeps downstairs.”

Sophie tried to pull away, embarrassed, but I was still deep inside her. Vanessa didn’t leave, instead she stepped inside further and closed the door behind her, leaning back against it.

“Out,” Vanessa said calmly to Sophie, her tone leaving no room for argument. “Now.”

Sophie scrambled to fix her clothes and slipped out of the bathroom without a word, with a red-face. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving just me and Vanessa alone.

I stood there, my pants still around my ankles, and my cock still hard and glistening, with pre cum, feeling utterly ashamed. My face burned as I quickly pulled my pants up, but the bulge was obvious.

Vanessa crossed her arms, tilting her head as she looked at me. “Little Jake,” she said with a soft sigh, her voice a mix of amusement and a mocking disappointment. “What am I going to do with you? Sneaking girls into your mother’s house and fucking them in the bathroom like some horny teenager? I thought you were better than that.”

I looked down, shame flooding through me. “I… I’m sorry, Vanessa. I didn’t mean for you to see that.”

She stepped closer, her eyes lowering down to the obvious bulge in my pants before returning to my face. “Oh, honey. It’s not about me seeing it. It’s about you being so desperate that you can’t even wait until you’re alone. That girl couldn’t even handle you properly. Look at you… still so hard, so needy.”

I shifted uncomfortably, my cock twitching at her words despite the embarrassment.

Vanessa sighed again, but there was a mischievous spark in her eyes. “If you’re going to fuck, small boy, at least do it with someone who knows what she’s doing. Someone mature, and someone who can teach you how to really satisfy a woman instead of just pounding away like an eager puppy.”

She took another step closer, her voice dropping to a teasing whisper. “Someone like me.”

My heart slammed against my ribs, and the tension in the small bathroom increased. Vanessa’s eyes drifted down to my bulge again, and this time she didn’t look away.

“Tell me, baby boy,” she murmured, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of my shirt. “Is that hard cock because of me? Or because I caught you in the middle of something naughty?”

I couldn’t lie. “Both,” I admitted, my voice hoarse.

Vanessa smiled, slowly and satisfied. She reached down and palmed my erection through my pants, squeezing it gently.

“Good,” she whispered. “Because if you’re going to keep getting these urges… maybe your mom’s best friend should be the one to take care of them properly.”

She didn’t pull her hand away. Instead, she stroked me slowly through the fabric, her green eyes locked on mine.

The bathroom suddenly felt way too small, and the risk of Mom waking up only made everything hotter.

Vanessa leaned in closer, her lips brushing my ear.

“Tell me what you want, little Jake,” she breathed. “And maybe… I’ll show you how a real woman handles a cock like yours.”