Chapter 2: Lydia Seduces the Latina MILF

Mrs. Rosalita Jiménez
My cheeks burned with embarrassment while nervousness rippled through me. I had just been making out with Lydia Murphy, the girl who lived next door. I had never felt any attraction for women, then Lydia came over in her tight-fitting tank top and her tartan schoolgirl skirt and...

And ... I was soaking my panties.

My blue jeans felt so tight.

I wanted to rip off my peasant blouse and take off my bra so I could pull her to my tits and have her suckle on my nipples. I didn’t have any breast milk, but I wanted to nurse this girl and have her do ... other things to me. She was a lesbian. She knew how two women could make love to each other.

The prospects sent this heady rush through me as I couldn’t help but notice how hard her nipple poked against the fabric of her tank top. Her brassy hair fell around the White girl’s freckled cheeks. Her kissable lips were so pink and wet and ... I wanted to just kiss them again.

It took all my self-control to turn to my husband and say, “Welcome home. Tamales?”

“Just popping in. I have to run over to Mark’s,” he said. “Just need...” He grabbed one of the half-opened Amazon boxes. “This. Save me some tamales.” He glanced at Lydia and nodded to her.

“Bye, Mr. Jiménez,” she said, sounding so excited.

Of course, she was. We were about to be alone. Mother of God, I would be alone with this naughty girl. I could just imagine what we would do. I glanced at her as my husband hurried out of the house to his best friend’s house. His vato. He probably had gotten some Warhammer figures. That dumb miniature game he spent too much money on.

Well, it was a better hobby then going to the bar like my brother-in-law did.

“Mmm we’re all alone,” Lydia said, her hand resting on my rump.

“You’re so bold, miha,” I said. “He could still come back in.”

She squeezed my rump. I was powerless. She was just so sexy. I turned to her and saw this grin that spread from ear to ear. I trembled at the sight of her. My tongue flicked over my lips. I didn’t want to cheat on my husband, to be an adulteress and a lesbian, but...

I had to kiss this cutie.

I cupped her freckled face and planted my lips on the White girl’s mouth. She was fifteen! The same age as my daughter. My tongue thrust into her mouth. I shuddered as I kissed her with such hunger. This was such a wild moment. She tasted so good. Just so sweet.

Her hands shoved up beneath my peasant blouse. She climbed up my flat stomach and found my breasts. I quivered as she squeezed my boobs through my shirt. This wave of heat rushed through me as she massaged them.

I shuddered at this. I couldn’t believe this was happening. But it was. This was so exciting. My eyes rolled back in my head as our tongues danced together. She squeezed my breasts through my bra, my nipples so hard.

She broke the kiss and purred, “Will you be my lover, Mrs. Jiménez?”

“Yes, miha,” I breathed. I crossed myself quickly. “Lord, forgive me, I will. Show me how to be a lesbian!”

She grinned and I thought I saw something gleam on her finger. Like a greenish, milky stone on a band of gold. But she wore no rings. I just shuddered as I pulled off my blouse. I didn’t know how I could have fallen under her spell so fast.

But I had. I wanted her to do things to me. To show me how to be a lesbian. I was so ready to learn everything I could from her. Just so ready for all the naughty lessons on making love to a woman she had to share with me.

“Teach me,” I moaned.

Lydia Murphy
A quiver ran through me as she said those words. She thought I was some expert on lesbianism. I was just glad my wish I made to my naughty futa-genie had worked. Amina had granted my wish to have women be attracted to me.

I glanced at my fingers. I had ten rings, each with a different stone in them. Not the most valuable ones—no diamonds or rubies or sapphires. I didn’t even recognize them. One was turquoise, another lapis lazuli. A jade, rose quartz, a clear stone that lacked the brilliance of a diamond. A milky-green one caught my attention.

It had a gleam to it.

That was the ring I wanted to give to Mrs. Jiménez. Amina said every time I gave a woman a ring, she would join my harem. I would also get another wish. That was so interesting. What a fascinating system, and...

I would love to have Mrs. Jiménez in my harem as badly as my mother. Only I was too scared of crossing the line into incest. I had made this wish so I could have a relationship with Mom without having to let Amina know that I wanted one.

Only I had chickened out and ran out of the house. Now here I was next door in Mrs. Jiménez’s kitchen watching as she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. My pussy clenched and clit throbbed. The genie’s futa-cum dripped down my thighs.

As shocking as it was to have a genie appear out of the old lamp I had found, it was even more surprising when she grew a dick. Her clitoris became a cock. She called herself futanari or futa for short. She instinctively spoke my language, which she didn’t even know was English, and said that was the right term for her.

I had never heard of it.

Now my clit throbbed. I was one, too. She had made me into a futa. I could make my clit grow into a big dick. I wanted to let it sprout right now as Mrs. Jiménez unveiled her big, golden-brown breasts. Her brown nipples thrust hard and fast from her wide areolas.

She was such a sexy, Latina MILF.

“Do you like my breasts, miha?” she cooed as I stared at them. “Do you want to nurse from them?”

“Yes,” I moaned and cupped her big, brown breasts with my pale hands. I squeezed them, my tongue flicking over my lips. I ducked my head down and suckled on her nipple. I engulfed her nub and nursed on her. She moaned as I did that.

I loved the feel of a woman’s nipple in my mouth. This was such a wild moment. I loved nibbling and nursing on her. I flicked my tongue around her areola and nub, savoring the feeling of her in my mouth. I reveled in it.

She slid her hands through my brassy hair, holding me to her. My clit pulsed again, aching to become a futa-dick. I had just gained it. I hadn’t even used it once. I would, though. I would have my first time as a futa with Mrs. Jiménez.

The genie had taken my girl-cherry, and Mrs. Jiménez would take my futa-cherry. This was all so wild. I trembled with delight as I flicked my tongue around her areola. I suckled hard on her. I nursed with everything that I had.

“Oh, miha, that’s so good,” she moaned. “You’re making me so wet.”

I loved hearing that. I wanted to make this MILF cum. I would eat her pussy out. Just bury my face into her bush. I hoped she had a thick bush. I wanted to feel her curls on my lips as I devoured every bit of her cunt.

I popped my mouth off one nipple and darted for the other. I engulfed her and suckled. She groaned as I did that. The sounds she made were so naughty. She stroked her fingers through my hair as I loved her nub.

“Miha, yes,” she moaned. “Ooh, you’re such a delicious girl. Mmm, just a naughty gringa that makes me so wet.”

My hands slid down her jeans. I had to eat her out. That would be just the best. I found the tops of her pants and to her fly. I just wanted to unfasten them. I craved to eat her pussy so much. I fumbled with the button. It came undone. Her zipper rasped down.

I ripped my mouth off her nipple and dropped to my knees. My heart pounded in my chest. Her gray panties peeked out of her open panties. That was so hot to see. I quivered in delight at the sight, my heart racing a mile a minute.

I tugged down her jeans as she purred, “Mmm, someone’s an eager gatita. A kitten.”

“Yep,” I cooed, working her jeans down her golden-brown thighs. Her panties had a dark patch. She was soaking wet. That was so awesome to see. It excited me so much. “Just a naughty kitten.”

I left her jeans bunched down around her ankles, my clit pulsing with delight. I slid my hands up her smooth thighs. I loved the contrast of my pale fingers and her golden-brown skin. This was such a wild moment.

I found her panties. I hooked them. I drew them off.

I groaned in delight as I exposed her bush. I groaned as her thick, black curls sprang free. My heart pounded as I drew her panties down lower and lower. My heart beat so fast. I had to struggle to control my breathing. This was so exciting.

Through her bush, her folds peeked out. Her thick labia. I was about to eat a MILF out. It wasn’t my mom, but it was still a sexy, older woman. I smacked my lips as I rolled her panties down her thighs. I breathed in the sweetest aroma.

Her pussy. Mrs. Jiménez’s sweet cunt.

“Oh, that looks so yummy,” I moaned.

“You think so?” she asked, staring down at me. She looked ... nervous.

“I know so,” I said and buried my face into her bush.

Her curls rustled across my lips as I nuzzled right into her wet folds. For the first time ever, I had a woman’s pussy on my mouth. I shuddered in delight as her sweet cream trickled past my lips. Her flavor suffused my mouth.

Thank you, Amina, I thought.

You’re welcome, girlfriend! she answered in my mind. Ooh, did that make me sound fierce! I want to be fierce!

Sure, I sent back and licked at Mrs. Jiménez’s pussy.

She shuddered as I did that. It was so hot having her do that. She trembled as my tongue licked through her folds. I lapped at her twat with such passion. I stared up at her big boobs quivering over my head. Her moans were such delights to hear.

She tossed her head as I flicked my tongue through her folds. Her hips undulated, rubbing her bush into my face. That was hot to feel. I loved those curls spilling over my lips and cheeks. I reveled in them so much. It was outstanding.

I tongued her with force. I licked her with passion. She moaned as I did that. My tongue danced over her folds and made her shudder in delight. I lapped with hunger at her cunt. I stroked through her folds, wanting to just make her cum.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as I flicked my tongue through her cuntlips again and again. “Ooh, that’s so good. Oh, miha!”