The Milf Principal

By Melody Meyers

Vice-principal Alice is an experienced educator, who finds herself in a provocative situation with self-proclaimed ladies man 18-year-old Senior Derek. Alice, a sexually unfulfilled MILF, finds herself conflicted by the attention of the younger Derek and her obvious attraction for him. When Ann and Derek find themselves in a sexually charged opportunity, Ann must choose between keeping her integrity as an Educator or succumbing to Derek. Will this MILF principal hold fast or become just another conquest for a young handsome black stud? Find out in this Interracial-Milf Short story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Melody Meyers
• Release date: Mar 24, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215161074

Melody Meyers

Melody is a Naughty self proclaimed M.L.I.F who loves fantasizing about erotic situations, writing erotic stories or trying out a variety of bedroom toys.After a couple of years of writing short erotic stories for fun, Mrs. Meyers has decided to slowly share her work as a side hobby.Melody plans to release at least one short story a week, in her favorite niches ofInterracial |MILF | Breeding| Cheating Wives | Mother-Son Taboo | Gangbangs

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The Milf Principal

Isabella Martínez stood in the kitchen of her large, South Florida home, chopping vegetables and preparing ingredients for that night's dinner. The 38-year-old curvy housewife wore pink leggings, white flip flops, and a light pink t-shirt she had tied off at her belly button to give her tight midriff some air on the warm afternoon. By that time, her husband and her son would not be much longer in getting home.

Isabella had been born in Colombia, and her light-medium complexion, big, juicy butt, and lingering accent were obvious clues as to her Latin origin. Her family immigrated to the United States when she was 10 and they settled near Miami, in a neighborhood with many South Americans under similar circumstances. She met her future husband, Diego, while in high school. Being Colombian himself, Diego and Isabella hit it off and got serious quickly. Diego had been only the second man Isabella had ever been romantically involved with. They pleased their Catholic parents by tying the knot shortly after high school, as Diego began law school. At 20, Isabella gave birth to their son, Dante.

18 years later, the tight-knit family was doing better than ever, even if a little bored. Diego had worked hard, became successful as a corporate tax lawyer, and now had his family living in relative luxury quite a far cry from their humble beginnings. Dante, who ended up being the couple's only child, was now a high school senior and was quite well-adjusted. Isabella lived the life of a trophy wife. She worked out, took care of Dante, and attended to her household duties. She was active in the local PTA and loved picking up and dropping hobbies without a thought or care. She was a great mother who always doted on Dante, looking for any opportunity to help make life easier for him.

The boom of the heavy front door slamming made Isabella flinch and drop her kitchen knife, sending it rattling on her countertop. She sighed and listened on as her son stomped up the stairs and shut himself in his room, slamming that door for good measure. That sort of entrance signaled to her that her son had yet another rough day at school. There had been more and more of those recently. Isabella decided to give him a few minutes to himself in his room, before taking a break on making dinner and heading up to check on him.

Dante lay sulking on his bed, emotional. He was angry, and a bit sad, but was still trying to stroke his soft cock to hardness through his jeans. His tormentor, local basketball star Carter Wright, had been especially mean to him that day, but that didn't stop the 18-year-old high school senior from being horny as usual. His fantasies drifted to his sexy, stacked mom but even those lurid daydreams couldn't get his blood flowing on this day.

As much as he hated himself for it, Dante had been attracted to his mom, Isabella, since as long as he could remember. Growing up, everyone constantly reminded him, friend or foe, how hot his mom was. Over the years he had grown accustomed to men smiling at, talking to, and flirting with his mom, everywhere she took him. To make matters worse, he could