32) MILF (1st year audio)

Transcript

Oh, hi! How long have you been standing there? I must've dozed off.

The sun feels so good. I just got back from my week-long business trip about an hour ago, and I was so dead dog tired. So I just came home and put on my bikini and laid out by the pool and I guess I dozed off.

Um, by the way, what exactly are you doing here? You came over to see if I wanted you to mow my lawn? The grass is getting tall, isn't it? And I need all the help I can get now that I am divorced.

I've been gone so much lately I haven't even had any time to take care of it. Um, hello? Hello? Hey, it's not appropriate for you to stare at your friend's mom in such an overtly sexual way.

You have nothing to say? Come on, speak. There's no need to be embarrassed.

It's normal for young men to have urges. Besides, I'm flattered that you find me attractive. It's partly my fault, I suppose.

I always like to look my best, and I work so hard to look the way I do. All of my strenuous workouts, the professional manicures and pedicures that I get weekly, and all of the expensive lotions and serums that I buy, and the expensive name-brand clothing, only the best. By the way, you like my new bikini, don't you? Maybe you were looking at what's in the bikini, because you were staring at my bikini top.

No, it's okay. No need to answer. I can see it in your eyes.

You haven't taken your eyes off my bikini top since you got here. Maybe I should dress more conservatively. Nah.

I know you boys appreciate it. So you must like my new bikini that I bought on my business trip, or do you like what is inside of my bikini? Hmm? What's wrong, boy? Cat got your tongue? I definitely noticed that you're not the awkward, shy little kid anymore.

You have grown up, definitely grown up, and filled out. 19 years old, and in college. My, my.

Time sure does fly. So, there is something that I do want to talk with you about. I have a bone that I want to pick with you.

Well, I saw you peeking in my window a few weeks ago, watching me undress. You little pervert. You've got it bad.

So tell me, do you jerk off when you think about me? Oh, come on. All teenage boys masturbate.

I just want you to admit that you think of me while you do it. Okay, you don't have to say anything. You've turned bright red.

So apparently you do. Don't you? You dirty little boy.

Which reminds me, somebody has been leaving lewd comments on my personal Instagram account. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you? No, miss? So it wasn't you who commented, you are so hot, I want to come on your tits, Miss N? Hmm, are you sure? Because the person who typed it referred to me as Miss N.

You are the only one who ever has called me that. So you don't want to come on my tits then? Huh? Do you? Have you ever seen a woman's tits? The internet doesn't count, sweetie.

I mean in real life. Naked breasts. I'm talking about a real woman's breasts.

Full, filled out, ample and supple. Close enough to touch. Close enough to shoot your sticky load all over.

Oh, you poor thing. Is that why you are always staring at my chest? Oh, come on.

You never look me in the eye. Those times when I show a little cleavage, I can barely get a coherent sentence out of you. So I wonder what would happen if I just undid the tie of my bikini string and let the strings just fall.

And if I move just ever so slightly, the entire top would just fall off. Oops. Like that.

What do you think about these? Mmm. Let me just massage these full, ample breasts on a real woman.

Mmm. Mmm. I feel so good when I squeeze and massage my tits.

Oh, yeah. Feels so nice. They're so full.

Mmm. Mmm. Oh, do you like them? Hmm? Yes, Miss N? Good.

I thought that you would. You are such a lucky boy, aren't you? Yes, you are.

So what are you going to do with your big boy cock and your friend's naughty mom with her naked, lump breasts in your face? Okay, young man, show-and-tell time. Take it out for me.

Well, I want to see how you stroke it and jack off when you watch me undress and when you think about me. I mean, I did play a role in this, didn't I? So I should get to have some of the fun too, right? I'm not looking for a discussion.

The only words I want to hear from you from now on are, yes, Miss N? Is that understood? Yes, what? Good.

Now, don't be shy. Go on. Take it out.

That's it. Good boy. Come on.

Good boy. Oh my. You are all grown up.

You had absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about. Now, show me how you stroke it while you are watching me through the window. And while you are watching me and stroking it, do you think about pounding my wet pussy? Hmm? Go on.

Stroke it. That's it, boy. Do you think about my lump, juicy tits when you masturbate? Think about what you would do with them when you imagine every little moan? Hmm? That you imagine me to make when you are fucking me? Every time you thrust into me? About how good that beautiful cock feels filling up my tight, wet cunt? I bet it doesn't take long for you to make a warm, sticky mess, does it? I can't hear you.

Yes, Miss? Oh, you naughty boy. Let me show you a fun way.

Take some of my suntan oil, pour a generous amount in your hand, and rub it all over your cock. It's for lubrication, honey. Oh, you'll see.

Just do as I say. Mm-hmm. Good.

Now… Now I'm going to kneel down in front of you, grab some more of that suntan oil, and smear it all over my tits. Mm. Oh.

Oh. That's it, boy. Good.

And now I am just going to squeeze my tits together, like this. I want you to slide that hard, throbbing cock in between them, and then I want you to fuck my tits. Fuck my tits like you would fuck my cunt.

I want you to work yourself into a frenzy, pumping your cock in between my tits. Can you do that? Yes, Miss? Good boy.

And for once, I want you to look me in the eyes. I want you to stare as you thrust your lubed cock in between my tits. And then when you can't take it anymore, when you're ready to burst deep into Miss N's bosom, I want you to pull out and shoot your load all over my tits and my nipples.

Do you understand? Yes, Miss? Good boy.

Okay, here. That's it. Mm-hmm.

Good. Mm-hmm. Hold on just a second.

I'm just going to wrap my tits around your cock. You don't think it's going to take very long? I don't either.

Start thrusting, boy. That's it. Pound my tits.

Keep staring into my eyes. Oh, show me how much you need it, boy. Oh, yeah.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh. There you go.

Oh, good boy. Good boy. Fuck.

Fuck my tits, boy. Good. Fuck my tits like you're fucking my pussy.

Uh-huh. Pound. There you go.

Good boy. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Uh-huh. This is making me wet. Oh, you want to come, don't you? Oh, yeah.

There you go, boy. Oh, good job. You're doing a good job.

Keep fucking my tits. Oh, yeah. Uh-huh.

There you go, boy. Don't fight it. Come for me.

Come all over Miss N's tits. You know I want your come, so don't keep me waiting. Come for me.

Come. Come for me. Come for Miss N, you naughty boy.

You dirty bastard. Come on, boy. Come be a good boy and come for me.

Come. Come for me. Oh, yeah.

That's it, sweetie. That's it. Oh, yeah.

Shoot it all over my nipples, boy. Squeeze out every last drop. Oh, wow.

You sure had a lot in there. You've made a big mess for Miss N to clean up, haven't you? It's okay.

I'll just jump in the pool. You did so well. I'm very proud of you.

You're such a good boy. So grown up. Get yourself cleaned up and then you can just run along home, boy.