Not Your Typical Mother Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Not Your Typical Mother Ch. 05

... was easier than riding a bike. She sucked and slurped, managing her breath and saliva to maintain a consistent rhythm that had Gerald moaning softly while he watched her work. It was clear that this wasn't the first time he had fantasized about her, and there was a look on his face that spoke to some of the darker thoughts that had lurked beneath his harmless demeanor.

A part of Emily enjoyed satisfying the lecherous intent of this wolf in sheep's clothing, and the other part relished the fact that he would be in her pocket now. She had the upper hand now, whether he realized it or not. Being known as the straight-A student and the golden girl would be advantageous if she ever had to reveal this to anyone else, painting herself as a naïve victim of a perverted family friend. She didn't yet know how she would use this to her advantage, but she would figure it out.

Gerald continued thrusting his thick cock down her throat as Emily worked her throat and drooled uncontrollably. She could tell her cocksucking expertise was working him towards climax as his grip on her head tightened and his movements became more desperate.

"Here it comes baby girl," he grunted through a clenched jaw.

She murmured her consent moments before his prick began blasting a series of thick jets of semen down her throat. Emily swallowed but kept sucking, milking his surging phallus with the suction of her lips and warm embrace of her welcoming throat. It was a voluminous amount of cum, and ...

... Emily figured it had been quite a while since a woman had worked him to an orgasm. To be getting sucked off by a newly turned 18-year-old stunner that he had watched grow up probably pushed his release to new heights she thought to herself as he continued blasting his load into her belly like a firehose.

"Shit girl, you know your way around a dick," he sighed as his orgasm finally began to subside.

Emily adjusted herself and allowed the length of his shaft to slip out of her throat and stopped so the head remained in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around in a polishing motion, making sure every last trace of sperm was cleaned off his cock before releasing him entirely. She swallowed several times, until her mouth was clean with her belly full. Gerald tucked his shrinking phallus back between the folds of his pajama pants and reclasped the button. He turned towards Emily, an awkward smile on his face.

"You wouldn't happen to have one of those smokes on you?" He asked.

Emily chuckled until she realized he wasn't kidding.

"Um, no, they're in my room," she replied.

He smiled and shook his head.

"Probably a good thing, the wife would shit a brick if she caught me smoking after all these years. Besides, you probably don't smoke menthol anyways," he mused.

"Actually, I smoke Camel Crush Menthols," she replied.

He looked at her somewhat incredulously.

"No shit? Well, ain't you just full of surprises," he said.

"You have no idea," she answered.

Emily ...