French Vanilla, Butter Pecan, & Chocolate Deluxe

The storm clouds gathering on Sean's face pushed Gabriela to act. Clutching his hand, she already began dragging him away from the other teens in the room even before speaking.

"Sweetie, can you give me a hand with something? I could use your help," Gabby announced loudly, hoping the others would buy her flimsy excuse.

"Uh...y-yeah, I guess," Sean sputtered, looking over his shoulder at Lacey and Austin.

When he finally turned back around to face the front and saw where his mother's friend was taking him, Sean felt utterly confused. Why is Aunt Gabby dragging me into the bathroom? His puzzlement continued even after she pulled him inside and closed the door.

Turning to face the teenager, Gabriela stared at his face. She wanted to gauge his reaction to the question coming. "Sean, do you have a crush on Lacey?"

The eyes popping wide open surprised Gabby. Based on his behavior moments ago, the older woman didn't expect such a look of pure shock. When his following words partly contradicted his facial expression, the tipsy MILF wondered if she was flat-out faded and mistaking either his words or reaction.

"Why does everyone think Lacey and I are supposed to be a couple?" the teen moaned in exasperation.

"I-I didn't ask that. I wanted to know if you have a thing for her. It's a fair question," the dark-haired woman pointed out. "You looked like you wanted to rush over and pull her off of Austin."

"Uhhh!" Sean moaned, his head falling back as he stared at the ceiling. "I mean, I care for Lace...a lot. But I don't have a crush on her. It's just that I can't stand Austin, everyone thinks he's this great guy, and he's not. Lace could do so much better than him, and she deserves better."

"Like you?"

"We're friends, that's it, and not even close friends."

"Okay. Good."

Lowering his head down, Sean's body rocked back several inches as he saw his mother's old friend unbuttoning her pants. When she started to pull them down, Sean managed to blurt out one word that screamed in his mind.

"W-what?"

"Oh, I love Lacey dearly. The girl's such a sweetheart and so kind-hearted; she reminds me a lot of Rachel at her age. Then there's you. You're such a great guy, selfless and caring about others. I might kid you about finding a wild girlfriend for you, but if I could choose the perfect girl for you, it would be Lacey. Oops, better not tell anyone that. Jules might kill me in my sleep."

On some level, the words coming out of Jules and Jared's mom registered with the teen, but not very much. Instead, his attention zeroed in on the buttons of her blouse coming undone one by one.

"I-I thought you w-wanted my help?"

The bright smile that flashed in response to his question didn't soothe Sean one bit.

"That's right, sweetie."

"B-but why are you getting undressed?" Sean asked, knowing the question came across as dumb.

"Well, you can't help me if I'm in my clothes."

"Why not?"

"Oh, sweetie, didn't anyone teach you it's easier without clothes on?"

"Uh...what's easier?"

"A little sucking and fucking."

"Sucking an--but you're married!"

"Yeah, that's kind of an issue here. Jeff and I have an understanding, but he did expressly forbade me the other night about going after you. But it will be fine. I'll just have to find him a really special gift this time. Someone completely unthinkable. My nieces are both almost legal...well, never mind, that's not your problem. Are you alright?"

Sean's mouth gaped open as he started to hyperventilate. Bending over, he gasped for lungfuls of air. Gabriela moved the few steps necessary to pat and rub his shoulder.

"It's okay. Calm down and take regular breaths," the older woman told her friend's son. "Sweetie, this shouldn't be that much of a shock for you. I would have thought it was obvious."

"B-but you're married and my mom's friend," Sean managed to say, still bent over but able to look up at her.

"You're just so precious, aren't you?" Gabby remarked, pinching one of Sean's cheeks. "All better now? Stand up and take off your shirt; that should help with your breathing."

Sean followed her idea, oblivious to the secondary reason for her suggestion. In his confusion, Sean forgot that he didn't want anyone to see him with his shirt off. His thoughtlessness came rushing back to him as he heard the woman gasp in horror.

"Sean! Where did you get all these bruises from?" Gabby shrieked as she stared in shock at the scattering of black and blue marks on both his chest and back. Her eyes immediately went to up the large bruise on his forehead that had caused such concern earlier in the day in the kitchen. Putting two and two together didn't prove problematic in the least. "You didn't hit your head in the shower, did you?"

"Um...it's not a big deal."

"Sean Seamus Tarver! You better tell me what happened right this minute! If you don't, then I'm dragging you upstairs, and your mother will get the truth out of you."

Suddenly faced with the possible domino effect caused by his mother finding out about the fight, Sean caved under her friend's withering stare.

"I, uh, got into a fight with Austin."

"A fight! Over what? No, let me guess; over Lacey?"

"Something like that, but you can't tell anyone. If you do, he'll get sent home, Lacey will be upset, and I'll have to worry about whatever **** he'll think up," Sean rattled off, giving her a pleading look. "We sort of ended in a draw, and Lacey's put in a truce."

"A draw, you say? Then I hope he's got just as many bruises hidden under his shirt. No wonder you were staring at them just now," Gabriela noted, her head slightly nodding as the pieces fell into place. She reached out and lightly traced the bruise on his forehead. "Oh, you poor thing. You must have been in such pain all day."

"Aunt Gabby?" Sean blurted out as she dropped to her knees in front of him. In a flash, the sultry woman had his belt unbuckled, then his pants unbuttoned.

"Shh! You have a boo-boo. Let Auntie Gabby make it feel better," she insisted, sounding far too much like the woman that tended to his scraped knees as a child for Sean to be comfortable. Unzipping his pants, she grabbed hold of both them and his boxers, yanking them down to his ankles. The semi-hard penis that popped out gave her pause. "Oh, my! That's a nice dick, very nice indeed. I'll have to remember to thank Bridget someday for making it."

"Uh, what?"

"It's okay, sweetie. There's no need to think. Aunt Gabby's going to try out a new version of playtime with you." After a momentary pause, the olive-skinned woman let out a series of giggles. "Sorry, sorry, I just realized this actually isn't all that different from taking you out for ice cream as I get a cone to lick and suck."

Despite the awkwardness of the situation to him, Sean managed a laugh. That immediately turned into a snort as he felt her warm grasp. Oh, my gawd! Aunt Gabby is stroking my dick. What the hell am I supposed to do? Conflicted over the actions of a married woman, his mother's friend, and his friend's mother, Sean considered his options. Should he stop her? Should he actually have sex with her? No matter what option he chose, his dick stiffened and grew from her slow stroking.

"That's it, sweetie. It's getting nice and hard. Very nice and long."

Unable to decide what to do, Sean took the non-choice and closed his eyes. Unlike Ms. Goose's painful actions in the cave yesterday, Mrs. Lockett's gentle tugging of his cock felt good. Really, really good.

Sighing as his dick reached full mast, Sean opened his eyes as her stroking slowed down and came to a halt. Looking down, he saw Gabby studying his cock with glee.

"It's not anywhere as thick as the one I'm used to, but it's definitely longer. This is going to make a lot of girls happy in your lifetime, or one special girl very, very happy," she declared, her eyes never leaving his blood-filled member.

Gripping his shaft in the middle, Gabriela lifted it up in the air, noting the glistening pre-cum already leaking from his slit. Dropping down further until she was underneath her new cone, she gave a lick. Then another, and another. After those three licks, she leaned away, rising back up to knees.

"Mmmm." Those lust-filled eyes met his as she licked her lips. "I can taste you. Yet, I can't tell what flavor you brought me, definitely not vanilla."

Sean issued one of the loudest groans in his life as she swooped back in for another taste. This time the hot-blooded Latina swirled her tongue around his crown, savoring it. Next, she moved her mouth incrementally, taking all of his knob and increasing the suction.

So fucking unreal! Maybe I do have a concussion and passed out.

"Yep, it's for sure not vanilla or French vanilla. You look a little too pale for it to be chocolate," Gabby remarked with a wink. "Doesn't taste minty either, maybe caramel or butterscotch. I'm going to need more, much more."

Why the fuck is she still talking about ice cream? Oh, fuccckkkk!

Gabby's mouth moved past his knob on this round of taste testing. It engulfed halfway down his shaft. There she gave out a slight hum that completely blew Sean's mind. Christ, Beyza pretty much had a gagging fit at that point, and it's like a typical day in the park to her. The her in question poked the underside of his cock with her tongue, sliding back, she proceeded to give that half of his dick a long lick until she reached the tip. Instead of pulling off and making another of her playful comments like Sean expected, his mother's friend moved forward at a brisk pace.

Sean marveled in complete shock as her mouth kept going and going until it bottomed out, taking all of his cock. This has to be a dream. I need to pinch myself. He meant to do just that, but his body felt paralyzed. His iron-like rod also hardened further, turning into an unbreakable piece of steel.

When two hands cupped his balls, Sean nearly lost it and erupted but managed to stave it off.

A loud pop sounded, causing Sean's foggy mind to realize that Gabby's mouth had come off his dick. He concentrated on understanding the words she spoke.

"--based on those nuts I felt, I think it might be butter pecan. Or maybe some other specialty-filled flavor. I think we'll find out soon. It feels like my new cone is ready to melt. Is it?"

"Melt? Oh, yeah, it's about there."

"Awesome!"

A hand gripped his base, steadying it for her mouth. The mouth that now inhaled his fuckstick in one motion. It appeared the exploratory taste test was out the window at this point as Gabriela sawed her mouth back and forth on his dick. Briefly, Sean realized that Gabby's cock attack showed how tortuous Kimberly's had needlessly been.

Watching the head whiz back and forth in a blur, Sean considered his hands flapping uselessly at his side. Should I grip her head or something? Isn't that what guys do? As the churning in his balls increased, he realized the woman fucking his dick with her mouth knew best, and he should stay out of her way.

When her free hand came up to massage his tender nutsack, the tension in Sean's body increased exponentially. An intense throbbing began down there and moved outward into his cock.

"Uhh..." groaned Sean. "Getting--oh, gawd!--close."

Unseen by Sean, Gabby smiled as she prepared to slow down and receive his creamy filling.

As the pleasure became too much, Sean once again closed his eyes. "Oh, fuck, Aunt Gabby, fuck! Cummmiiiiiinnnnngggg!!!"

Undoubtedly, the teenager's howl could be heard outside the bathroom, but neither cared at the moment as the blond-haired boy's body convulsed from his climax.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, Sean recognized the warmth around his mouth disappeared after his second shot of semen. Multiple images followed as a day of teasing from people like Kimberly and Lana came to an end. Wait, where is Lana? That odd question out of nowhere perplexed Sean as he panted. Time slowed as he thought back to what everyone had been doing of late. His sister ran off with her friend's ex-boyfriend, Finn disappeared with that guy's sister, Whitney sat as the lone crowd member at a Lacey/Austin tongue battle, Newt never came back to the cabin, and finally his mother seemed to have concocted some secret agenda with Whitney for JoJo.

A twittering snapped him out of his moment of deduction. Forcing his heavy eyelids to open, his blurry eyes adjusted to the light again. Slowly a vision materialized in front of him. That of a jubilant Gabriela sitting in front of him while tee-heeing in delight. Her forehead, nose, cheeks, and lips were covered in his cum.

"Oh, gawd! I'm so sorry!" Sean apologized.

"Sorry? Don't be. I just figured out the treat you brought me. It's a whipped cream sundae," Gabby announced, breaking out into laughter again. "I haven't had one of these in years."

Gears went into overdrive in Sean's brain as he struggled to accept what he had done. I-I just gave my first facial to a girl. No, not a girl, but my mom's married friend. Holy shit!

"Grab my pants, will ya?"

Sean snapped out of another daze to see the MILF now standing in front of the mirror, studying his handiwork.

"Sean! My pants!"

Scrambling to pick up her pants from off the floor, Sean handed them over. He watched in awe as she dug into a pocket, pulling out a smartphone. Incredulously, the married woman snapped off several pictures of her cum-covered face, almost preening for the lens.

"These are going to look great." Turning around, Gabby crouched back down, snapping off a picture of his semi-hard, hanging dick. "Need this one to show Jules what's waiting for her someday."

"J-Jules! Are you fucking serious?" the teenager screeched.

"Oh! Silly me, you're right," Gabby replied, setting her phone back down on the counter. "Giving Jules a picture from after you came might disappoint her. We're going to need one of your wonderful dick all nice and hard."

Unable to reply at the absurdity of a married woman--his friend's mom of all people--taking a dick pic for her daughter left Sean unable to form any words.

"What do you say, Sean? Ready to give me a second scoop?"