Your high school BFF can’t remember how to give head, so she asks you for some lessons (POV) Mewslut

I never imagined that my best friend Mia would be so brazen, so bold, so absolutely shameless. But there we were, in my bedroom after school, Mia sitting nude on my bed, her petite body glistening in the afternoon sun.

“I don’t know what to do, Zoey,” she confessed, biting her plump lower lip. “All the other girls made it seem so easy in the locker room. But I just can’t seem to make a guy blow his load.”

I knew Mia was a virgin, but I didn’t realize she was such an amateur at giving head. The opportunity to teach her was too good to pass up.

“Don’t worry, mami,” I said, stroking her hair. “Tia Zoey will show you everything you need to know.”

I started with the basics, explaining how a man’s anatomy works. I could see the hunger in Mia’s eyes as the realization of what was to come sunk in.

“First, you need to undress the guy,” I instructed. Mia nodded in understanding, licking her lips.

I walked her through each step of the process, from undressing my imaginary partner to gently stroking their arousal.

“Use your hands firmly,” I explained, “like you’re giving him a friendly handshake.”

Mia practiced, her delicate hands wrapping around an unseen phallus. I could see she was begging to put theory into practice.

“Now for the main event,” I said, beckoning her closer. “Come sit in my lap, mami.”

Mia complied, her smooth skin pressing against mine as she straddled me. The heat of her body was intoxicating.

“Now just relax,” I guided her, “and open wide.”

Mia followed my instructions, her mouth opening in a perfect ‘O’. I gently guided her head forward until her lips met mine. We locked in a deep, passionate kiss.

Mia moaned into the kiss, her tongue exploring the inside of my mouth. She was a quick learner, picking up on the subtle movements of my tongue.

“Mmm, just like that, mami,” I purred, my hands roaming her body. “Remember, it’s all about the build-up.”

I knew I needed to take it slow, tease her with gentle caresses and tender kisses. Her body was so responsive, every touch eliciting a shiver or a gasp.

“Let’s practice on something else,” I suggested, guiding her hand to the growing heat between my legs.

Mia gasped as her fingers made contact with my aching mound. I guided her hand in slow, circular motions, showing her how to tease a woman’s most sensitive area.

“Just like that,” I coached, my head falling back in pleasure. “Nice and slow.”

I could see the growing confidence in Mia’s eyes as she explored my body. Her innocent touches were driving me wild with desire.

“Now use your mouth,” I instructed, letting my head fall back in pleasure.

Mia hesitated for a moment, but then dove forward, her tongue lapping at my wet folds. I gasped at the sensation, my fingers tangling in her hair.

“Faster, mami,” I urged, my hips bucking against her face. “Don’t be shy.”

Mia obliged, her tongue delving deeper into my heat. She was a natural, instinctively knowing just how to please me.

I could feel the pressure building inside me, my body tensing as Mia worked her magic. I was so close, teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

“Don’t stop, mami,” I moaned, my voice hoarse with pleasure. “I’m almost there.”

With a final, deep thrust of her tongue, I came undone, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm. Mia held on tight, riding out the waves of pleasure with me.

As I came down from my high, I looked into Mia’s eyes and saw a newfound confidence there. She knew she had pleased me, and it gave her a thrill like nothing else.

“See, I told you,” I said, pulling her into my arms. “Anything is possible with practice.”

Mia snuggled up against me, her head resting on my chest. We lay there for a while, basking in the afterglow of our intimate lesson.

“I can’t wait to try this out on a real guy,” Mia said, propping herself up on one elbow. “But maybe we can practice some more first? Just to make sure I’ve got it down.”

I laughed, running my fingers through her hair. “Anytime, mami. Any time at all.”

And so our little lessons continued, day after day, Mia growing more confident and skilled with each passing moment. I knew she was destined for great things, both in and out of bed.

The end