Lana is My Mother

seven

Fleur backed away with a look of amazement on her face and i looked at her with my head tilted to the side. She turned around and peeked out her window, like if someone was watching us.

"Elijah. Do you ever go out to parties?"

She said with a smirk on her face. She pushed me down&laid on top of me. Nose to nose, eyes to eyes, mouth almost to mouth.

"No. Except for your's, Freddie's, and Patrick's birthday party. No" I said in a panicky voice. I am such a loser. My mother is fricken LANA DEL REY and i only go to three parties a year.

"Have you ever watched p*rn?" She said as she stroked my chest. I felt like even more of a loser.

"No." I said with my eyebrows furrowed like a puppy.

"Do you touch yourself?"

This question, I had to lie. I used to when i was first hitting puberty but not anymore. But that sounded like a loser. I needed Fleur to think I was at least a rebel or cool.

"Yes." I said in a breathy voice. My cheeks felt hot and my head was hurting.

"Would you ever let a girl...Touch you?"

She asked. She LICKED MY CHEEK after she asked. I don't even know what I said but we started to intensely kiss after I said something. I wanted to be the one to take away Fleur's innocence, I didn't want her to take away mine.

"Can I start now? I've been craving this day. Whenever I touch myself or touched Devyn, I thought of you." She said as she started to slip down to my zipper.

Girls can touch themselves? Devyn already did that for her? He did MY job?!

"No. Not right now. I have a question. Did you ever let Devyn touch you." I said looking up at the ceiling praying for the answer I wanted.

"No. Never. I wanted to save that for you." she said as she touched my leg.

"Go for it." I said.

I wasn't this innocent little kid or Lana Del Rey's son. I was Fleurs and only hers.

Right when Fleur was going to... suck my lollypop, Her dad called us down for dinner. I didnt even know he came home.

At dinner, I was bored and anxious. The whole entire time they just spoke French and stared at me. I've never really ate a lot. And today I didn't really feel like it. My mother has passed away and i almost got my lollypop sucked by the most beautiful girl i've ever seen. We had soup and salad for dinner. It was easy to eat I just wasn't hungry. I just sat there and tried to understand what they said. After Fleur excused herself, I waited five minutes to do the same. I got up and started putting away dishes. Her sister Blair just pushed me away and did it herself. Fleur tugged on my shirt like it was a leash for a dog. We ran upstairs.

"I was touching myself under the dinner table waiting. I couldn't wait" She squealed as she closed the door. I laid across the bed, already unzipped, She told to me to stand and lean on the wall. I did. Fleur took out my 'little friend'. She looked at it.

"Huge. Wonderful." She said and started to stroke it. It felt so good. I closed my eyes and leaned back even more. I felt it go in her mouth and when she started s*cking i let out a couple breathy moans and then, an or*asm came. i grabbed the wall and stood up.

"im done." i said. i pulled back and flinched. I got myself situated and laid on Fleur's bed. i looked up at the ceiling

and screamed.

screamed so loud that Fleur jumped on top of me and covered my mouth. I didn't care. i kept screaming.

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