Chapter 261 SEX LESSONS WITH MOM'S FRIEND 4

Chapter 261 SEX LESSONS WITH MOM'S FRIEND 4
I was deep in a dream, drifting through a hazy, warm fog. My mom and vanessa had gone out hours ago. I had played my games and now, I was just here. Deep in the land of sleepmI felt a familiar heat, a rhythmic pressure that made my hips twitch against the mattress.

Mmm... I let out a low moan, my eyes still closed. I thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me, a leftover memory from the night before. But then, the pressure tightened. A soft, slick palm wrapped around the base of my cock and slid upward, pulling the skin tight.

"Mmm-nnn-gh..." I groaned, my head tossing on the pillow. The sensation was too real, too electric. My eyes snapped open, and the sunlight hitting the bedroom wall told me it was late afternoon.

I looked down. Vanessa was sitting on the edge of my bed. She was wearing a silk robe that hung loosely off one shoulder. Her hand was buried under the covers, moving in a slow, expert stroke that had my cock straining toward the ceiling.

"Morning, sleepyhead," she whispered, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. "Or should I say afternoon?"

"Vanessa?" I gasped, my voice cracking. I tried to sit up, but she pressed her free hand against my chest, pinning me back. "What are you doing? Where’s Mom?"

"She’s at the garden club. She won't be back for hours," she murmured. She didn't stop moving her hand. She leaned in closer, the scent of her perfume filling my head. "I saw you sleeping so peacefully... I just thought I’d give you a little 'sleep treatment.' You looked like you were having a very interesting dream, little Jake."

"Oh god... mmm-ph..." I bit my lip as she squeezed the head of my cock with her thumb. I couldn't help it; my hips bucked up, trying to meet her hand. "It feels... so good. You have no idea."

"Do you like it, baby?" she teased. She increased the pace, her hand becoming a wet, rhythmic blur. "Tell me, how did last night feel? Was it better than your little bathroom friend?"

"Better?" I let out a shaky breath, my toes curling under the sheets. "I’ve never... I’ve never felt anything like that. You’re so much... more. I feel like I'm finally waking up."

She smiled, her eyes locking onto mine. "I want you to remember every second of it. I want you to feel how a real woman takes care of a man."

She was stroking me so fast now, the friction building into a white-hot heat at the base of my spine. I was right on the edge. My breath was coming in short, jagged gasps. "Vanessa... I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum! Please!"

Suddenly, she stopped. She pulled her hand away, leaving me throbbing and desperate.

"Not yet," she said, a playful smirk on her lips. "You’re being greedy, small boy. If you want that release, you have to help me with something first."

I lay there, panting, my cock twitching in the cool air. "Anything. Just tell me."

I watched as she stood up and walked to the foot of the bed. She didn't take her eyes off me as she untied the belt of her robe. It slid down her arms and pooled on the floor, leaving her completely naked. She was breathtaking. Her skin was like cream, her curves perfectly shaped, and her dark hair fell over her shoulders.

She crawled onto the bed, moving like a cat. She turned around, moving backwards until her rear was right in front of my face. She spread her knees and looked back at me over her shoulder.

"Have you ever seen how a woman is properly eaten out, Jake?" she asked, her voice dropping to a low, husky tone.

"Yes," I whispered, my throat dry.

"Done it before?"

"Once," I admitted. "But I... I don't think I did it right."

"Then show me what you know," she commanded.

I moved closer, my heart hammering against my ribs. I reached out and put my hands on her hips, feeling the softness of her skin. I leaned in, my breath hitting her wet folds. She smelled like honey and musk. I touched the tip of my tongue to her clit, and she let out a sharp, sudden gasp.
"Yes... like that," she moaned. "Show me how you can please your mom's best friend. Don't be shy, Jake. Use that tongue."

I started to lick her, trying to remember what I’d seen in videos. I went slow at first, tracing the shape of her. She was so wet, so hot. I started to pick up the pace, my tongue moving in a steady rhythm. I found a spot that made her hips shake, and I stayed there, working it until she started to cry out.

"Mmm-nnn-gh! Ohhh! Yes, baby! You're so good!" she shouted, her fingers digging into the pillows. "Right there! Don't stop! Oh god, Jake!"

I felt a surge of pride. I was making her feel this. I was making this powerful woman lose control. I moved my head closer, sucking on her softly as my tongue kept flicking. She was bucking against my face now, her breath coming in loud, desperate gasps.

"I'm going! Ohhh! I'm coming, Jake!" She went rigid, her whole body vibrating as she hit a massive peak. I kept going, holding her through the tremors until she finally went limp, her forehead resting on the mattress.

She stayed like that for a minute, her breathing heavy. Then, she slowly turned around. Her face was flushed, and her green eyes were darker than ever.

"That was... very good," she breathed, reaching out to stroke my cheek. "I think you’ve earned your reward now. Put that big, hard cock in me. I’m ready for you."

I didn't need to be told twice. I moved over her, my cock straining and red. I guided myself to her opening. For someone her age, she felt incredibly tight. It was a struggle just to get the head in.

"Mmm-ph! You’re so tight," I groaned, my muscles bulging as I pushed.

"I know,” she whispered, her legs wrapping around my waist to pull me in. "I’ve been waiting for this all day. Don't be gentle. Give it to me."

I lunged forward, my full length sliding into her with a wet, heavy sound. Thud. Our bodies hit, and we both let out a long, ragged moan. It felt like I was being squeezed by hot silk. I stayed deep inside her for a long moment, letting her walls adjust to my size. Every time I breathed, I felt her pussy pulsing around me.

"Oh god, Vanessa... you're so hot," I whispered, my forehead resting against hers. "I can't even move... you're so tight."

"Then don't move fast," she breathed, her hands sliding down to grip my ass, pulling me even deeper. "Just feel me, little Jake. Feel how much I want you. Move slow... let me savor every inch of you."

I began to pull back, slowly, until I was almost out, and then I sank back in.

. Vanessa let out a high-pitched moan, her back arching off the bed. "Mmm-nnn-gh... yes... just like that. Ohhh, you're stretching me so good."

I started to pick up the pace, my hips moving in a wild, animal rhythm. The bed was creaking, the sound of our skin hitting each other filling the room. I was losing myself in her. Every thrust felt like it was going deeper than the last, hitting her sweet spot with a blunt, heavy force.

"Fuck... ahhh! Jake!" she cried out, her nails digging into my back. "Harder! Give it to your mom's friend! Show me how big you are!"

I was pounding into her now, all my frustration and desire pouring into every stroke. I didn't care about being quiet. I didn't care about anything but the feeling of her tight pussy around me. I was a man, and she was my woman, and in this moment, the rest of the world didn't exist. My vision was starting to blur, the pleasure becoming so intense it was almost painful.

"I'm close... Vanessa... mmm-ph! You're so fucking wet!" I growled, my pace becoming frantic. I was hitting her cervix now, a deep, thudding impact that made her whole body shake. "I can't hold it back!"

"Don't hold it! Give it to me! Fill me up, baby boy!" she screamed, her voice cracking as she hit another peak. Her pussy started to spasm around me, a thousand little fingers squeezing my cock, begging for my release.

"I'm coming! Vanessa! Ohhh!" "Come for me, baby boy! Fill me up!"

I let out a guttural roar as I exploded inside her, my whole body shaking as I delivered hit after hit of hot, thick release. She screamed with me, her walls clenching around me in a death grip as we both fell over the edge together. I buried my face in her neck, gasping for air as the waves of pleasure slowly subsided, leaving us both a tangled, sweaty mess on the sheet
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This was going to be a routine. I was sure of it. And even now, I was ready for it.