moving

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, buckle up because this tea is piping hot. So, picture this – it's moving day at my place, and my ex-husband's nephew Eric (yes, you read that right) is here helping me pack. Now, let me set the scene: I’m Lupita, 48, tall blonde Mexican MILF with a whole bakery back there, and Eric? Well, he’s 26, 5’11”, and fine AF. I KNEW this man had a crush on me since he was a teenager, but today? Today shit got real.

So there I was, bending over a box (iykyk, I was fully aware of what my ass looked like in these leggings), when I caught Eric red-handed holding my dirty panties. Like, full-on sniffing them, eyes rolled back like he was in heaven. I was shook, but also…low-key turned on? So I clapped back, “Like what you see, mijo?” And OMG, the way his face flushed? Iconic.

Next thing I know, he’s on me like white on rice, pushing me against the wall, his massive dick already hard against my thigh. “Tía, I’ve wanted this since I was 16,” he growled, and fuck, bestie, I MELTED. He ripped my leggings down, dropped to his knees, and went straight to town on my pussy with his tongue like he was starving. I was moaning, gripping his hair, and then—BAM—he flipped me around, bent me over the couch, and slid that thick Mexican cock deep inside me.

The way he pounded me? Unreal. I was screaming, “Fuck me harder, papi!” like some kind of pornstar, and he delivered. I came so hard I saw stars, and when he filled me up? Sheeeeeesh. 10/10, no notes. Moral of the story? Sometimes family reunions hit different. Period. 💅🏽