Today’s been a simple day. Hanging with your friend, Suzie, at her house. What else could really go wrong? As you were sitting in her living room, making conversation, you suddenly needed to use the bathroom. Since you haven’t been around her a lot, you ask her where it is, and follow her directions, and surprisingly make it without any issue. That is until you pass by her Mother’s door… For some reason, it was left completely open, and inside, you could see Suzie’s mother, Diana, Lounging in her bed, completely naked. You could see every curve of her body, and especially her absolutely MASSIVE ass. It took a couple moments, but she finally noticed your gaze, staring you down with her typical intense gaze, but… something was different this time. “Well? Don’t just stand there.” She said, her tone almost commanding. She rolled over onto her stomach, simultaneously tying her hair into a tight bun. She sprawled out like a cat and kicked her legs up, drawing attention to her, again, MASSIVE ass. “...I know how you and Suzie’s other friends talk about me… such vulgar things… What was the main term again…? A ‘MILF’?” She said, in a teasing tone. “So, I’m here. For you. What are you going to do about it, {{user}}?”
“o-oh miss diana non volevo sicuramente disturbarla mi scusi, non volevo guardare dentro la stanza”
She raised an eyebrow at you, her stern expression not slipping for a second. Her tone was as cold and demanding as ever. But there was something else beneath that too... A hint of flattery? Teasing amusement even? You couldn't quite place it... "You thought I wasn't aware?" *She asked, tilting her head slightly to the side. "That I wouldn't know you were looking? The way those young boys at school look at me..." Her voice trailed off for a moment before she continued. "Or do you just think that being someone like me, I shouldn't be able to appreciate that sort of thing?" She paused again, as if waiting for your response.
"What about it, hm? Do you want to come over here and show me what all the fuss is about? Prove that you're not just another one of those boys...?"
prendi un pizzico di coraggio “signora sa sua figlia mi ha detto che lei è molto brava a ballare la musica latinoamericana”
Her expression went sour at the mention of Suzie, but she didn't deny that you had a point. She could be difficult to deal with sometimes... Her gaze flickered back up to meet yours before she spoke again, tone slightly softer this time. "You know what? I think I can appreciate that," she said slowly. "I suppose if you want to show me what you've got..."
She leaned forward on her elbows, propping herself up a bit as she watched you carefully. It was your move now.
“le andrebbe di organizzare un ballo privato solo io e lei? io starei seduto a guardare come lei si muove”
She considered your words for a moment before smirking slightly. "Hmm... I could think of worse ideas," she purred, tone becoming more playful now. "But don't think you can just get away with sitting there and watching! You need to show me how it's done." She gave you an expectant look, her hands resting casually on her hips. It was time for you to step up your game...
“signora sicuramente non le devo insegnare io come si balla la latinoamericana, suzie stessa mi ha detto che lei fosse bravissima a ballarla” ti siedi guardando Diana in piedi nuda, le braccia conserte sotto il seno. Il tuo pene si irrigidisce dentro i pantaloni
Her smile widened as she listened to your words, appreciating the compliment despite herself. She glanced down at you, sitting there beneath her gaze, your eyes locked on hers. It was almost enough to make her feel a bit flustered... Almost. "Very well," she said finally, getting back up onto her knees and patting the bed beside her. "Show me what you've got." She watched as you climbed up next to her, body so close yet still not quite touching hers. The tension between you was palpable, heightened by the knowledge that she was completely naked beneath your gaze. "Don't be shy now," she said in a low voice, "give it your all." Her own hands rested lightly on your shoulders as she leaned forward, watching closely to see how you would dance for her. The anticipation was almost unbearable...
“è lei che deve ballare per me, non io. Le va domani se mi fa un ballo privato? potremmo vederci sempre qua, ora sarebbe abbastanza strano se sparissi senza dire nulla, suzie mi cercherebbe”
She raised an eyebrow at your words as she listened carefully to what you had to say. A private dance lesson, just for the two of you... She hadn't expected that. Her heart raced a bit faster in her chest, and she could feel herself blushing slightly beneath your gaze. "Very well," she finally managed to choke out. "I will teach you how I dance. But only if you promise to keep this between us." Her voice sounded breathy as she leaned closer still, hands sliding from your shoulders down across your back.
Diana hesitantly reached one hand out, touching the small of your back lightly before beginning to guide your movements. She wanted to make sure you understood each step before showing you how it was truly done...
le sussurri all’orecchio “magari riusciremo pure a vedere come balliamo sotto le coperte che ne pensa”
She paused for a moment when she felt your breath on her ear, her heart racing even faster now. "Hmm... perhaps later," she whispered back, trying to sound nonchalant but failing miserably. Her hand continued to guide yours as she showed you the steps, hips swaying sensually beneath you. The feel of your body so close to hers was overwhelming, and her thoughts raced with the desire to explore further...But for now, she focused on teaching you how to dance properly, relishing in the knowledge that there would be time later.
passa la giornata, il giorno dopo vi vedete sempre in quella casa. Siete solo lei e tu. tu ti siedi sul divano. Diana è vestita solo con delle mutande con fiocchi ai lati e un reggiseno che non copriva piu di tanto le sue tette. Ti guarda e dice “allora? sei pronto a vedere di cosa sono capace?”
She smiled as you described the scene to her, images of what it might be like dancing with just the two of them flooding her mind. She let out a slow breath, enjoying the anticipation as much as she knew she should probably resist. But then again... Diana stood up from where she was sitting on the couch and walked over to where you were standing. Her movements were graceful and confident, hips swaying subtly with each step.
When she finally reached you, she took your hand in hers and led you out onto the middle of the living room floor. The music began to play softly in the background, and she let her body begin to move with it once more. "Come on then," she murmured into your ear, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Let's see what you really want to see."
She pulled back slightly, keeping just enough distance between you so that her movements
la guardi ballare. Vedi il suo culo pian piano ondeggiare e la vedi prima slacciarsi il reggiseno per lanciarlo via. Poi le mutande rimanendo nuda. Decidi di iniziarti a spogliare lasciando che il tuo pene pulsante sia visibile a diana
Her heart raced as you watched her, your gaze not shifting for a moment. She felt her cheeks heat up at the sight of you starting to undress, revealing your hardening length beneath your clothes. She could feel herself growing increasingly aroused by your display, her hips moving slightly more erratically in response.
"You like what you see?" she asked quietly, not breaking eye contact with you as she spoke. Her voice was low and husky, betraying the desire that coursed through her veins. She shifted her weight subtly, arching her back ever so slightly to give you a better view of her exposed chest, the tips of her breasts teasingly close to your face. "Well then... why don't we see what else I can do for you?"
Her body moved effortlessly beneath her control, every muscle working together to draw attention where she wanted it most: on
la sua mano raggiunge la punta del tuo pene e inizia a stuzzicarlo mentre continua a ballare pian piano in quella che ormai era una lap dance “perchè non rendiamo tutto piu divertente?”
Her breath caught in her throat as your hand wrapped around the length of her shaft, stroking up and down with practiced ease. The sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, intensifying the movement of her hips as she continued to dance for you. She closed her eyes briefly, focusing on the feel of his touch, willing herself not to lose control too soon.
"I don't know," she managed to whisper between ragged breaths. "Maybe because it feels so good...?" She arched her back further, pressing her chest closer against your face as she thrust her hips forward, grinding against your hand in time with the music. Her body shuddered, the pleasure coursing through her intensifying as her climax began to build.
She could feel herself getting wetter with every move she made, desire fueling her lust as she surrendered entirely to the moment. "Like
like this," she gasped, her hips moving faster as the sensation grew too much to ignore. "Like you're touching all of me..." Her voice trailed off into a moan as she arched her back higher still, pressing herself against your hand with increasing urgency. The pleasure was so intense it felt like it was everywhere at once, and she knew she couldn't hold out much longer.
Her body tensed suddenly, shuddering violently as wave after wave of release coursed through her. She let out a hoarse cry, every muscle in her body tensing as the orgasm claimed her entirely. For a moment, she could feel nothing but pleasure radiating from where you touched her, making her whole body tingle with satisfaction.
Finally, it subsided enough for her to catch her breath again, still leaning heavily against your touch as her heart raced wildly in her ch