Sex and the needful MILF (fm:one-on-one, 5016 words)

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When he arrived at her home, Jennifer's mom, Lisa, a stunning divorcee and notable MILF, informed the young man she was out, only to hold the door open and invite him inside.

"I need to have a talk with you about my daughter," she impressed herself on him.

"Okay, then," he agreed, hesitantly, and stepped inside.

"It's okay. I'm not some ogre, Brian," Lisa sought to assure him as she closed the door behind him.

In truth, the young man had half been expecting what was about to happen. A sit-down discussion. The very one his girlfriend's mom had in mind for him as a concerned parent.

Having made their way the short distance along the hall to Lisa's sitting room, she invited him to sit on the sofa. Even before he had made himself comfortable, she offered, "Can I get you a drink?"

"Please," he intoned.

"Right. Well, I shan't be long," Lisa smiled at him before turning on the heels of her slippers and heading for the kitchen.

While she was there, Lisa made an orange drink for her daughter's boyfriend and took an empty glass with her back to the lounge.

Returning to where she had left Brian with his thoughts, Lisa set his drink down on the coffee table before pouring a moderate-size whisky for herself and joining Brian on the sofa.

"You're trembling," she noticed, having sat beside him and to his left.

"Let me get to the point. You, Brian, are having sexual relations with my daughter. You are, aren't you?" Lisa came out with it, right arm resting on the backrest, body part turned towards him.

"Ye-ah...yes," he confirmed her suspicions.

"Like you, Brian, my daughter has a future ahead of her. I don't think either one of us wants that future to be interrupted by her becoming pregnant," Lisa voiced her concern for her daughter's well-being.

"Let me be the first to assure you that we're being safe."

"How, exactly?" Lisa, having some idea, questioned.

"You know," he mentioned coyly.

"No, I don't know. Explain yourself," Jennifer's mom, all the more concerned, invited him to elaborate.

"I pull out...and..."

"Yes, and?" Lisa urged him to be specific before emptying her glass, Brian's half full.

Noticing his reluctance to answer, a suggestion he felt shy discussing such matters with a woman, not just any woman, though, but the mother of the daughter he was having sex with, Lisa came out with it: "You cum on her?"

"That's okay, Brian. Better on than inside. All the same, you may leave a deposit, and take it from me, that's all it takes to conceive," Lisa both assured and advised.

"What you need for it to be as safe as it can be, is..." At which point, Lisa reached into the pocket of her skirt and produced a condom, "one of these."

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Jim writes Tue 2 Jul 2024 20:17:

Another excellent story.

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Lyn writes Sun 16 Jun 2024 12:47:

LoooOve it !


Lyn xxx

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