Bully and the Mom

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A story about a mom who fucked her son's bully
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Asperger27
Asperger27
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You hate it don't you?
Hate the we didn't sue?
Since we didn't take his bully to court.
Now I'm the one he's trying to extort.

He said I have to go to his house in my favourite dress.
If I really want to clean up this mess.
But as my mind is in distress.
There is one thing I will never confess.

And that is HE has a bigger cock.
So hard and thick like a rock.
It was so long and firm.
That my pussy began to burn.

I knew this was a bad idea
But my answer ran like diarrhea.
"If this is how it will end," I said.
"Then let's settle this in your bed."

With a big grin and strong arms.
He carried me.
I was disarmed.
I blush at his manly charms.

When was the last time I was carried like this?
A thought drifted across the abyss.
Surely there's nothing wrong.
To be in this much bliss.
That at the landing, our lips did kiss.
It was so shocking so intense.
That in one go he took off my dress.

His whole body was lean and toned.
Not the one I thought he owned.
He laid me down and grabbed my ankles.
Then rubbed his head against my entrance.
I whimpered as he entered me.
So slow that it was tormenting as can be.

When his full girth was finally in.
Did we really start to begin.
He pulled out some, just a bit.
Then in a instant began to hit.
Every spot inside of me.
That stars I began to see.

His thrusts were long.
His thrusts were hard.
That he fucked me better than that retard.

"Am I better than your husband?" he asked.
"Yes," was the word I gasped.

Then he really started to renew his attacks.
By slamming fast and true.
He beat my pussy til it was blue.
He rolled off me as I came.
To which I did exclaim and shouted his name.

Then he told me to get on top.
That it was his turn to pop.
So shaky and sweaty was I.
As I looked him in the eye.

I asked, "You love my pussy?"
To which he said.
"Your husband is a fucking wussy!"
To which I nodded and replied.
"Don't you mean my son too?"
To which he said and growled.
"I'm glad I beat him to the ground."

We talked as I rode him steady.
Then I felt he was ready.
I started picking up in speed
To make sure he came indeed.

Then he rolled me over and started to huff.
I knew he is going to fill me with his creamy stuff.

I moaned alongside him.
As he filled me to the brim.

He then collapsed on top.
As my pussy milked every last drop.
We panted and caught our breath.
Still connected.
Still as one.

Then with starry eyes I said.
"You sure know how to knock a woman dead."

"Yeah you like them big don't you?" he did ask.
In the post sex as I basked.
"Yes very much," I said in turn, "I love it alot."

We took our time getting dressed.
Not caring about my family's stress.
We went to his living room and sat awhile.
Kissing each other with a smile.

"I must thank you once again," I said, "I have never been fucked like that ever."

"I'll fill all your sexual needs," he said, "I'm glad we came to a understanding."

We kissed again as he walked me to the door.
Then I turned to face him once more.
I touched his cheek in affection.
Because I knew he'd give me satisfaction.
As long as he stays away from my son.
That's when my new lifestyle really begun.
I'll always come back for more.
If he did so implore.

As time began to pass.
I began to feel like a ass.
I started to not care anymore.
That his cock was the thing I adored.
Late night visits.
Secret meetings.
All ended in the same thing.

On his bed.
In his room.
Loving each other in new.
Kissing.
Touching.
Holding hands.
I even removed my wedding band.
Life was just a bore.
That I loved having my pussy sore.

One day when alone.
I called him over on my phone.
"I have the whole house to myself," I said.
Then waited for him on my marriage bed.
Then we fucked all afternoon long.
As our moans felt like song.

Afterwards we came together.
Then my day really got better.
He then got up and took me by hand.
Even though it was hard to stand.

"There is one more place I'd like to fuck" he said, "it's in your son's room who we know does suck."

"Why there?" I ask, "Wouldn't it be better here?"

"I want to fuck in his room," he commanded, "on his bed before I go."

I stared off in embarrassment.
That this is one place I didn't want to experiment.

He went over to my desk and sat.
I knew what he was at.
Then pulled up music on his computer.
That I got from his tutor.
Filling the room with soft beats.
As he turned to me on his feet.

"It's just a bed baby," he said
Then walked over to my son's single bed.
He sat down and beckoned me near.
I did do on all fours like a deer.

We stared at each other in defiance.
No words breaking the silence.
I then began to grin.
As we started to begin.

Begin again on my son's bed.
Our feet touching where he laid his head.
Him on top.
Me on bottom.
Fucking deep.
Fucking heavy.

His bed steadily creaked.
As our performance was at it's peak.
Kissing.
Moaning.
Cursing too.

My pussy was black and blue.

He fucked like a man.
He fucked like a king.
That it felt like my moans did sing.

Then he stopped and rolled me over.
Now it's my turn in this endeavor.
I rode him fast.
I rode him hard.
I rode him til we were both tired.

Then he flipped me once more.
That I knew he was about to soar.
He grabbed my ankles again clumsily
That I thought it was so funny.

He stopped moving for a bit.
Then slowly began to hit.
Every place in me with his cum.
That again I felt my legs go numb.

After cumming in me a lot.
I sighed and said. "now that hit the spot."
He then got off me and stood up.

Knowing that he did corrupt.
His victom's mom.
Who now doesn't care.
If her son saw them bare.

Which he would later today.
After his bully went away.

On his computer he did see.
A new message from his bully.
And a video attached to it too.

"I hope you enjoy this you little shit," it said.
Then the video he did hit.

It was of his very room.
The one we fucked in late afternoon.
I made sure to change his sheets.
Because I didn't want to leave our stink.

That heavy sweat and juices mixed.
Knowing that he'll be pissed.

But in the end I'm glad.
To have something else in hand.
Growing inside me right now.
Is a new baby that your bully sowed.

He came in mommy alot.
Did you know I'm trying the knot?

I'm married to your father you say?
Well not anymore starting today.
He was a cheap fuck and quick lay.
But I'm glad he's gone away.
Now all that's left is you.
Who your bully beats black and blue.
Not at school.
But at home you see.
As he makes you watch me.

Sucking on his big fat cock.
Jutting out in front of you like a rock.
Tied to a chair in our room.
As he fucked me in front of you.

You cry.
You shivel.
You look away.
He hits your arm and tells you to look.
At his warm gobbledygook.
Which seeps out of my pussy.
Which now belongs to his new family.

He throws you out of our room.
Not before pissing on you.

"You reek!" he laughs, "why don't you take a bath!"
I laugh alonside him.
As my pussy was filled to the brim.
His cum stuck deep inside.
As I kissed him in front of you in stride.

"He's your new father bitch," I said with a smile.
In my new style of being hostile.

We laugh some more.
As you implore.
For me to stop.
Then I grabbed you by your top.

"What part of what I said didn't you understand?" I yelled, "I'm marrying him next month as we had planned!"

You shivel.
You cry.

"Get out my house!" he yells, "How dare you disrespect my new spouse!"

He then lifts you up over his shoulder.
As you cry and scream to let you go.
He throws you outside in the yard.
Then proceds to go back inside.
We watch from the window.
As my former son hit a all time low.

Then we went back upstairs.
Threw out everything in his room.
Expect his computer which I had to renew.
I gave it to my new husband.
Who used it to record us at every end.

Posting it online.
To porn sites who paid for this shit.
Who knew our videos were such a hit?

We left the house and sold it too
Now we live in a better one somwhere new.
With my new daughter on the way.
Who's to tell her that someday.
She might do the same thing?

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