Congratulations Ch. 02

"She's looking out for me, Lisa. She had me when she was really young..." Noah retracted his hands from the table fully and his tone turned cold. This was a side to his fiancee he'd never seen before.

"Condoms Noah...!? In what world is buying you XL condoms and telling me that she likes the taste of cock-"

"That's enough Lisa." He silenced her authoritatively. The teen had been patient and waited but this had degenerated into a direct assault on his mom.

"...Noah..." She sat paralyzed as he stood and requested the bill. "I'm sorry... I just-"

"Lisa. I understand." He took a deep breath. She was jealous, horribly twistedly jealous. "You're nervous."

"..." She remained quiet.

"We just told my parents about this a few days ago and now you're stuck with them, only a hallway away for the next two weeks. It's a lot because you're seeing all the sides of my family that we avoided before."

She was angry and annoyed about the way his mom looked and envious of the attention he gave Savannah now they were all in the same vicinity. Noah might have felt guilty about making her feel that way if not for the fact Lisa had turned so bitchy about it. But as things stood, he pushed back at her with ice in his veins.

"It's normal."

"Y-Yeah, I think-" She tried to agree, seeing the cold blue of his eyes but Noah hadn't finished.

"I want you to tell me these things, I want to know them, but I won't let you take it out on my mom. Not when she's done nothing wrong."

The bill arrived and, with everything paid up, the teen offered his hand tersely.

"Now, let's go."

~oOo~

Savannah recoiled from the reeking, toothless old man as he giggled and slapped the table.

"Hahaaha!" Tim laughed like a buffoon next to her, submissively leaning over to pour another drink. "That's a funny story Kenshin."

The dark-haired bombshell leaned back a little, arching her back and caught the alcohol steeped old man staring at her chest, before she eased up and returned to a perfectly straight, seated position. Sat around the table, the four of them had finished their meals and it was now time for the 'funny story' portion of the work night. Savannah had been to hundreds of these. Events where, with the conclusion of eating, the most moronic and juvenile of the group would launch into tales of some niche way they'd ripped off a customer and then rest would laugh before delving into their own stories.

"Well, if you can believe it, there was this one..." The VIP, Ohara, began next, with Tim attending to her drink and Savannah switched off internally. She smiled without intent and thought about the decor of the room, the fairly nice gin she was getting to drink for free and then the hotel room. Noah would probably like their first night here.

Savannah brushed her hair back and took another sip of her drink while the crowd erupted in faux laughter. She looked over to her husband and cringed at his bare faced acting. Tim was not a man who enjoyed these stories, at least, she'd never heard him tell one around their friends. Yet, here he was, chuckling and commenting about the latest client. It wasn't as if they needed the money, with her family's vast fortune to tap into whenever they wanted, and yet here he was, prostrating himself for these people. Spineless.

She'd grown tired of these events quickly and now her strategy remained to feign illness around an hour in. An hour that Tim expected her to show up for still. He didn't even ask, no he just assumed she'd be coming. It seemed that the VIP's guest was also soon bored though as he began leering openly at her. The sage green dress Savannah had chosen hugged her stomach and hoisted her chest very flatteringly such that, even though she showed no cleavage at all, the creepy man was obsessed. She ignored him as best as she could but soon the VIP noticed it too and began to scowl.

Perfect.

It was the trifecta of bullshit she hated. A creep perving on her, a pruny hag judging her and a loser by her side unable to sense either problem.

"What was your name again, beautiful?" The old man lurched forwards and brushed her hand.

"Savannah." She replied tersely before looking at Tim.

"Right. Lovely, lovely name..." His wrinkled hands stroked her and Savannah pulled away with a frown.

"Spoiled a little with that expression." The woman tried to insult her, earning a passive look that obviously made her uncomfortable.

"..." Tim remained completely silent and the creep took that as a chance to continue his advance.

"You know, me and Ohara really are enjoying our first day but this has been the highlight so far..." He grinned at her, sending a shiver of disgust through her. He glanced at her husband, their eyes locked and then Tim looked away, talking to the VIP as the man's hand dropped below the table and reached across to brush her thigh.

Pathetic.

Savannah shifted back a little and then snapped.

"I can assure you that there's plenty to do here in the next two weeks and you don't want to find it cut short." The pale-eyed beauty stared down the old man. "Do you?"

"..." Momentary tension set in and, though she was comfortable with it, Tim jumped in, always desperate to please.

"Well, I mean there are a lot of sights to see here, Kenshin!" Tim chuckled awkwardly, pouring another drink and raising his glass for all of them to cheers.

"I'm sure there will be better company at least..." The wrinkled woman, doused in far too much makeup, tried to cut at her while the man drank heavily and then shuffled closer to the table, searching for Savannah's leg once more.

"So, Savannah, what is it you do?" Before even waiting for her to feign a reply, he continued. "I've got a secretary position available and I think for that role, you'd be just..."

He stared openly at her lips and then her chest.

"Big."

"I think you mean perfect." Savannah rolled her eyes. The fool wasn't even able to pretend to be cool about his attraction. He was drooling, filling his glass up once more with his own gaping mouth and in doing so disgusting her.

"..." Tim was of course silent.

"I think Tim's wife would be a little too high maintenance for a job like that, right?" The woman addressed her. "I bet you don't like to get down and dirty and prefer to just... lie there."

Savannah damn near laughed.

"Actually, I'm more than happy to. I just have high standards." The room turned silent at that and they watched as Savannah took a small final sip of her gin. The clock ticked to the hour mark and she was done.

"Okay, I'm not feeling great..." Savannah pulled back and stood. It hardly bothered her to have another degenerate lusting after her, or to have a bitch try to put her down but she wouldn't stick around for it if there was nothing for her in being there. No, she would head back to the deliciously soft, comfortable bed waiting for her and she'd relax there. Maybe she'd visit the sauna or jacuzzi. "I'm going to head to bed, honey..."

"Oh, yeah, no that's fine Savannah." He didn't bother getting up, his hands busy holding the drink for the client. "I'll catch up with you later..."

"I'll tell Noah you said goodnight." She turned and smirked as the group were suddenly discussing her and no doubt staring at her ass. She'd tell Noah alright, and she'd make sure they had a good, good night indeed.

~oOo~

"Noah, I'm sorry babe... Can you please-" Lisa begged again as they entered the hotel room. "Please stop..."

Her hands grabbed hold of him and tugged in an attempt to get him to stop but Noah pressed on until he'd kicked off his shoes and pulled his shirt off.

"Come on, I said I was sorry..." Noah took a breath and then sat at the edge of the plush bed. Lisa instantly came to him, sitting on his thigh and cupping his face in her hands. "Noah..."

"... okay." The teen relented and she immediately kissed him, happily pulling back with a smile on her lips again. "Let's just forget about it."

"That's all I want..." She sighed.

"I'll ask my mom to tone it down a bit tomorrow..."

"Oh, babe, that... that would be amazing...!" She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a slow, deep kiss. Noah reciprocated with an arm around her dainty waist and one on her leg. "I love you..."

He found it hard to say anything back and chose instead to kiss her more hungrily. The feelings of frustration and annoyance morphed into feral hunger and she began to stroke his chest and shoulders.

"Let me show you how sorry I am..." Lisa stood and slipped out of her fluttery blouse and skirt, standing in front of him in only a set of lingerie and then she straddled him. "Let me show you in this amazing, romantic hotel room what the rest of our lives are going to be like..."

"No." Lisa flinched at his tone, her eyes seeming hurt for a moment but then turning bright as he gripped her and threw her down onto the bed. "Take off your panties for me..."

~oOo~

Savannah bit her bottom lip as she pulled away from the hotel door, her body reacting heavily to her stud son's words. Even as she knew he was about to give a hardcore dicking to the little bitch, she could only be turned on by his dominance. Words she hadn't uttered since being a teen were flooding back to her and she wondered how he'd react to her using them.

How hard he'd fuck her if she whispered them into his ear.

Glancing around, Savannah appreciated that it was late, around 10 but she couldn't be seen eavesdropping. Instead, she felt a devilish idea come to her mind, feeling, rather knowing, that the type of sex Lisa was about to get would be too much for the little girl. As her son likely began pounding his fiancee, Savannah retreated to her hotel room and began choosing out the sluttiest nightgown she could and sent a ruthless text.

Hope you had a better night than I did...

~oOo~

Noah kicked off his jeans and pulled his cock out of its confines to the gentle moans of his girlfriend. She lay on his bed, her legs parted and showing off the subtle sheen of her sex.

"Do you think I can take it all this time?" Her words set him off a little and Noah moved to get on top of her, letting his cock slap haphazardly across her legs and then her stomach.

"You want to be a good girl, don't you?" Noah encouraged her, stroking her cheek as he kept himself above her body with one arm.

"Hmm yes, I'll try..." She moaned at his touch, pushing her cheek out to get more from him. "I'm sorry about earlier..."

"Just sorry?" Noah shifted his hips, sawing his rigid pole against her soft skin, in anticipation of what he'd taught her.

"Really sorry, Daddy." She whimpered hotly and Noah was soon between her legs, eating her out like a madman. Her hips wriggled, her legs wrapped around him and her hands fell to his head as she held on in desperation while he abused her pussy with his tongue.

"Hmmm, yess...." She cooed, pushing her bare cunt into his mouth as he continued to suck and lick. Her clit bumped against his nose and she tightened up everytime it did so he made sure to do it more than it occurred normally by adjusting his position. He didn't bother going any lower, knowing that she was averse to it, and instead began kissing her inner thighs when she would get too close to release.

"Put it in me, I can't wait anymore..." She cried, her legs flailing a bit as he pulled back from her slippery pink hole again. The teen looked up at his red-faced partner and nodded. She was soaking wet and he knew that there was something more animal in him tonight, something dark that wanted to expose itself and almost had when he threw her onto the bed.

The anger at her, the hunger to satisfy his cock and the brutal blue balls all that teasing with Savannah had caused him. He would usually go a bit longer, maybe make her cum once but the teen wanted his own climax and she was asking him to after all. With a masked grin, the blonde pulled her legs apart and positioned himself between her.

She wasn't able to take all of him but, with the familiarity they shared, he knew she could work her way to six inches slowly. He started out wanting to do that but a flash of huge, jiggling milf ass hit him and the teen buried four inches inside of her immediately.

"Ahh!!" Lisa flinched, recoiling back a bit, but not entirely.

"Shit, sorry, Lisa..." He pulled back a bit, until only his swollen cockhead was inside of her hot, wet hole and her face settled.

"Okay..." She crumpled the sheets in her fists, nodding at him before Noah began to move again, sawing more of his meat inside of her. Normally, he'd had to be much more careful, kissing and holding her encouragingly but then another image came, one of massive, perfect tits and suckable nipples. Three inches, then four and finally five she managed by loosening her insides.

"Ohhhh myyy~~!" She screamed as Noah found a firm rhythm, lying as still as she could and letting him fuck her like a sleeve. "Ahh~!"

"Ugh..." Noah groaned as he rocked her back and forth, creaking their bed and turning her into a sweaty, broken mess. The only times she actively clenched and squeezed him were when she experienced one of her numerous orgasms. All the while, Noah grew more frustrated.

"Turn over!" He commanded, grabbing her legs and flipping her almost violently before slamming six inches inside of her.

"Ahh! Noah! Wait!" She cried but he continued on, knowing she could handle him to this extent although not for very long.

"Shhh, Lisa..." He quietened her, thrusting voraciously and pounding her little pussy harder than he'd ever done before. She just needed to hold on for ten minutes. Ten minutes of rough, hard fucking and he'd be able to put tonight behind them. He'd be able to shake the image and feel of his mom's filthy body. Noah reached up her back, gripping her hair for a second before her hand rested ontop of his. Telling him no. The teen responded by moving to her shoulder and holding her up, angling her pussy on her behalf so he could crash against the depths of her pussy again and again.

"Ohh my god..." She whimpered erotically as he plowed her.

"You like that, baby girl? You like that dick so deep in you?" He smirked arrogantly, his muscles unleashing their true potential for the first time in a long time as she managed to take a seventh inch. With it, her lack of effort made no difference as he was stretching her out so much, it was as if she was gripping him hard.

"Oh... ughhh ughh uhh...." She couldn't even speak, his hips slapping against hers with every animal thrust. "Please... Please..."

"Beg me more... You want me to fuck you even harder?" He slapped her small ass and she yelped but it was clear she was losing consciousness.

"...Please..." 'Okay, she was about to give in. Overwhelmed by him trying even a little, okay. It was shit but he could deal with it. As long as she gave him something. She was about to say it, words that he thought might at least let him cum before she passed out and robbed him of his own satisfaction. Just a few words. Just a few more seconds. She could do it. She had to. "Ahhnn~!!... I-I... can't... I can't Noah, stop..."

"..." He was forced to slow his rampaging attack, and eventually Lisa edged away such that his angry, hungry shaft slipped from her grip and was exposed to the relative cold of the hotel room. She'd cum again, one last time, her pink pussy gaping and clenching in the open air. Lisa then lay there a satisfied woman, having cum multiple times, quivering in delight while he stood a mass of pulsating muscles. He was forced to try through gritted teeth.

"I'll go slower..."

"No babe, god, I can't go anymore." She mumbled sleepily, nuzzling the pillow and pulling her legs together in a resolute fashion. As he stared down at her perky, naked body and then his iron rod, the teen couldn't help but imagine her.

Savannah.

She'd be able to take it. Her lewd, thick body would take the pounding he wanted to give. Her fat ass would absorb every thrust with an erotic jiggle, her F cups would cushion every blow and she'd moan in euphoria. Then she'd beg for more. It was wrong though. He knew that. As much as it would be an amazing, depraved experience, he knew that he shouldn't. Not with his fiancee so close.

While Noah remained still, his body overheated and overexcited, his partner began to snore softly. He hated snoring. The blonde pulled back and caught sight of his reflection, a tower of testosterone unfulfilled. He lifted his phone and, as if she knew, as if it was supposed to happen, there it was.

A text.

Hope you had a better night than I did...

It was all her fault.

Before he knew it, he threw on a thin dressing robe and was walking with a sole destination in mind.

~ooOoo~

Knock.

Savannah snapped her head to the door, a devilish smirk coming to her full lips. Tim wouldn't knock and Lisa would be excessively polite. No, it was Noah. The door swung open impatiently and a silhouette appeared, a tall powerful shadow that seethed with sexual rage.

"This is your fault." The milf smirked, her suspicions confirmed. Her stupidly hot son stepped closer, the lighting catching him more now and she ran her pale eyes across his form. His broad shoulders, his parted hotel robe, the chiselled mouth-watering abs and the loose bow below it. She wanted to lick the sweat from them. Then there was a huge bulge, an arrogantly prominent showcase of his thick meat that had her so fucking wet. Noah slammed the door behind him, enveloped fully in her space now and she got a good look at his face. He was furious.

"It's all your fault...!" He was almost grinding his teeth together, his gorgeous features twisted in confused anger. "If you weren't so...If you didn't do those things then I'd be there now. In bed with my beautiful girlfriend."

"Oh, what do you mean, baby?" Savannah could smell sex on him, along with pure manly musk that was emanating from his entire being and she struggled not to just rip her silky pink gown off. The dark-haired mom resisted though, choosing to stand from her position on the bed.

"...You-"

"Your first night here..." Savannah pointedly looked past him to the door. "It must have been amazing right? Romantic and... satisfying."

"..." He all but growled, stepping closer to her and grabbing ahold of the loose bow holding his robe together.

"I bet she was way better than I'd be and really took care of you..." Savannah could see he was on the edge, he was so close and she delighted in pushing him over that edge. Up until now, they'd been fooling around, skirting their actions through easy lies but this would be the true moment. The moment he realised what he really wanted was her. "I bet you didn't think, for even one second, that you wish it had been me there draining your huge, cum-filled balls."

"You..." Noah was clearly trying to reason something out but she was intent to get her man.

"It's not my fault that little bitch can't handle your fat dick." He seethed once more, his hard, muscular body tensing as pure hatred and anger exploded from him.

"You fucking... bitch." Noah snapped towards her, his hand grabbing her neck dominantly and pressing their bodies together. His eyes were wild and untamed, clearly so spited by his woman that he was trying to desperately blame her.

"Yesss, fuck!" She hissed in pleasure, delighting in the possession he was exhibiting. To hear him address her, his once precious mommy as a bitch was so fucking hot. "Push me down baby, make me take it!"

"God, you're getting off on this?" He was too, his cock so stiff as it jammed into her stomach. "You like me being so fucking angry at you?!"

"I think we both know it's not me you're angry at. And if it takes me deepthroating your huge cock to make it all better, well I'm willing to pucker up..."

"You're such a fucking slut. I'm telling you you're ruining my relationship and you think that means you're getting dick?"