My Bully Takes My Mom Ch. 01

Having been born premature, I was always small compared to the other kids my age. I had to have multiple surgeries before I was 5. As I was parents only child my mom was always over protective I wasn't allowed to play any sports so I was always scrawny. This made me an easy target for bullies, especially into high school.

My dad was killed when I was 12 when a semi truck ran a red light. It was devastating for both my mom and I but we grew closer. With his life insurance and the law suits, mom didn't have to work anymore. She put a good portion of the cash into a trust for me to pay for college and so I would have a good start as an adult.

Even though Mom didn't have to work, she did some home renovation consulting. She loved going in and helping people make there homes more their own. When she wasn't doing that she was either gardening, working around our on home, or at the gym. At 35 she was in great shape. She wasn't model thin but the curves were all in the right places.

When it came to school, I hated it. Mom did what she could, but she was limited. The bullies that picked on me daily were all members of the state champion basket ball team so the principle protected them over me. You know that kid that everyone picked on in school? He was the one that could get away with picking on me.

The worst of the bullies was Marcus. He was everything I wasn't. He was the captain of the team, tall , muscular, popular, and always smooth with the girls. If he wasn't such an ass, I would have respected and envied him.

The only benefit to not having friends or any resemblance of a social life was that I had lots of time to work on a computer game I had been making. By the time senior year rolled around it was almost done. I just had a few animations left. When I turned 18 a few months ago, I had sent in all the forms to start my own company including copyrighting the name and logo. Now I was just waiting to finish the game to copy right that before I could start selling it.

It was the second week of senior year when Marcus went too far. He had been following me down the fall and making the usual comments about my size, being weak, and all that. When he got up to me, he body checked me to the side. He expected me to slam into the lockers, but one was open. When I hit head first, it split my head open. Blood was all over. I was taken to the nurse who wanted to send me to the hospital for stitches. The principle said no and just band aid it.

They were still forced to call my mom who raised hell. When the principal tried to sell it as an accident my mom demanded to see the hall camera footage. She kept glaring at Marcus as he slouched in the chair. The principle knew he would be in deep trouble, both legally and professionally if my mom saw the footage. He threatened to call Marcus's father.

Immediately, Marcus sat up and started to beg the principle not to. Both my mom and I noticed the fear in his eyes and talking. I could have sworn I saw the principle wink at Marcus but wasn't sure. He went on about the bullying and suspension and him not being allowed to play ball.

When the principal said that, I knew something was up. There was no way he would not allow his start player to sit out. Although I didn't play sports, my mom was well aware how important the high school team was to the town. She offered another solution. she said Marcus would have to learn the consequences for his action through hard work, community service or volunteer work.

The principal then suggest that Marcus should start at our house by doing all the manual labor that needed doing. Mom didn't notice the look the principal gave me as he said that, but I did and so did Marcus.

I should have objected. I didn't want Marcus anywhere near my place, but all I could think of was all the free time I would have to work on the game. And even better, Marcus would have to do all my chores!

Mom agreed and told Marcus to be at the house at 9 am on Saturday. She said not to be late. She also made Marcus promise not to talk, bully, or harm me in anyway ever again. And he was to stop his friends from doing the same.

Marcus agreed reluctantly. He knew this was the best outcome. There wouldn't be any notice on his transcripts that would jeopardize any possible scholarships and he still got to play ball.

That Saturday, Marcus showed up on time. Mom had him start off cutting the grass. I peaked out the window and saw him fighting to get our old lawn mower started. I put on my headphones and listened to some music as I worked on the game.

The basement of the house was basically my area. Mom only came down to the laundry. I went up stairs after an hour or two to see Marcus on his hands and knees pulling weeds out of the garden as mom stood there making sure he got weeds and not plants. She was wearing her normal Saturday wear of jeans and a t-shirt as she watched with her arms crossed.

I went back downstairs for a while till lunch. When I came back up, Marcus was gone. Mom said she had sent him home after he finished gardening. She smiled at me when she said next week he would be cleaning out the garage. I smiled too. Although not a complete mess, I knew it would take him a while.

We spent the rest of the day doing our traditional routine. We went out and did some grocery shopping. We went to our favorite restaurant for dinner and then watched a movie when we got home. It ended up being a great day.

On Monday, I was nervous about going to school. I was afraid Marcus and the rest of the guys would take it out on me for him having to work. Thankfully nothing happened. No body checks, no rude comments, not comments at all. It was the first time in forever. I was shocked that by Friday I hadn't heard anything.

Saturday morning came around and Marcus was right on time. Mom had him cut the grass again before moving the SUV out of the garage so he could clean and organize. Half way through the morning, I went up to spy on him. I moved to the side of the house and peaked in the window. He was moving old boxes and tires around.

I guess he was warm as he had taken his shirt off. Even I had to admit he had a good body for a guy. Six pack abs, muscle definition, everything. Mom was sitting in a lawn chair watching him work. It must have been one of the old chairs cause she kept fidgeting and moving around in it.

I couldn't help but smile again watching him have to actually work. Mom and I did the tradition again. I noticed during the movie that mom wasn't paying attention. I asked if she was okay. She said she was a little tired but fine and thanked me for checking up on her.

That week at school nothing was said again. A few times at lunch, Marcus and his friends would be having hushed conversations. They would glance over at me from time to time. I was expecting the worst but nothing happened.

Marcus was there again and mom had him cutting the grass and gardening. Mom was wearing one of her front button sun dresses. It hugged her frame nicely and showed off some of her curves. Again she supervised his work.

Just before lunch I came up to see Marcus slaving away. I was already smiling when I peaked into the back yard, except I didn't see them. I thought maybe there was some work in the garage, so I went there but didn't see them. Just as I was about to go outside, I saw them come out of the shed. It was really a second garage but we used it to through junk into it so we called it the shed. Mom was brushing off her dress and looked a little upset.

When mom came in I asked if she was okay. She said she was fine. I asked why they were in the shed. Mom seemed to blush but said that she was showing him what he would be doing next week. I couldn't help but laugh. That place had been our dumping ground for years. Mom hated spiders so she wouldn't go in.

When I woke up on Saturday, I was kind of excited to see Marcus stuck in the shed. Then I thought it would be even better to scare the shit out of him. Payback for all the years of torment. I quickly got dress and went out to the shed. I maneuvered my way around till I was a little ways in. I had the perfect hiding spot, behind some boxes with a blanket over top. There was no way he would see me.

I waited a few minutes before I could hear the muffled voices of my mom and Marcus. A smiled crossed my lips as I waited soon enough, I saw Marcus walk in followed by mom. She was warning the same dress as before which struck me as odd as it was usually too cold for her to wear it.

"No Marcus." I hear my mom say as they walked in. "It was a big mistake."

"That's not what you were saying last week." He said as he closed the door. I could have sworn I heard the click of the door locking. When he turned back around, I saw a big smile on his face. "If I remember rightly, you were begging for more." He walked to my mom and put his hands on he hips.

What the hell? I thought. What happened?

"It shouldn't have happened." Mom said as her face turned red. She put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away. He must have been holding tight because they didn't move. "It was wrong."

"You're right." Marcus said with a chuckle. "A hot woman like you shouldn't have had such a hairy pussy. Normally, I won't eat a pussy like that, but I knew how badly you wanted it. And from how hard you came, how much you needed it. You even left me with a set of blue balls. No woman has ever done that!"

As he said this his hands slid from my moms hips and grabbed her ass. He pulled her even closer to his so his crotch was pressed against her stomach.

No! I wanted to scream and jump out. Of all the men, not my bully. Not the guy who spent the last 8 years making my life a living hell!

"Stop." Mom whispered. "If Kevin ever found out he would kill me!"

"I don't care what that scrawny little shit thinks!" Marcus said.

"I told you not to call him that." She said as she looked at.

"Besides," Marcus continued as he started to rub his crotch against her. "I ain't allowed to talk to him.

"But I will make you a deal. If I am wrong, I will stop. I will never do this again. I will never look or touch you and I'll even continue to leave the scrawny little shit alone.

"But if I am right, no more objections. You will drop down and suck my dick like I know you want to."

"What do you think you are right about?" Mom sighed.

Don't do it! Don't play his game! He always wins! As much as I wanted to jump out and shout it, I was paralyzed in shock and fear. This isn't happening. This is just a nightmare.

"Nope. Yes or no. That's your choices. But I will stack the odds in your favor. There are 4 things I have to be right about." Marcus said as he started to ball up moms skirt lifting it up.

"Fine. What are these four things?" She whispered.

I knew she had fallen into his trap. I also knew she was losing her restraint. Her body and voice were showing that she was giving in. I squeezed my eyes shut and as I opened them, I felt the tears roll down.

"First 2 are easy. First is that you are obviously wearing the same dress I told you to. Second, with how hard your nipples are pressed against my chest I know you ain't wearing a bra. Exactly what I told you.

"Third," he started to say. His hands now held the bottom of her dress up exposing her ass. He had the dress in one hand as he reached down and grabbed her bare ass. "You ain't wearing any panties like I told you.

"Now let's see if I am four for four." Marcus said as he stepped back and slowly started to move his hand from her ass to the front, keeping it under the dress. He rubbed his and across her thigh, till it was near the front. "Lift your dress. Show me."

Moms face was flushed and she bit her lip. Slowly she lowered her hands as he had told her to do. She leaned forward and grabbed the bottom of the front of her dress and slowly lifted it for Marcus to see.

"Look at that four for four." Marcus smiles as he moved his hand from her thigh. He turned it around it slid it down, rubbing her pussy. "A freshly shaved pussy. And from the feel, probably done this morning, just like I told you."

I watched mom as her eyes fluttered for a moment, her head went back, and a soft moan escaped her lips. She took in a shaky breath. "Yes, this morning."

"See," Marcus said as he let the back of her dress go and put his hand around her neck. He tilted her head so she was looking right at him. "Inspite of your objections, you still did everything I told you to. Your pussy is already hot and soaked. You want this." He said as he continued to rub her pussy.

Slap him, move back, run away. Do something to get away from him! Even as I thought this and prayed it she would, I knew it wasn't going to happen. I watched in horror as she moaned, and leaned her head into his hand. The look of defiance she had a few minutes ago was replaced with lust and desire

"Wrong." She mumbled and moaned. "Just a boy."

"I've been a man for quite a while now." As soon as Marcus said fucking, my moms whole body went rigid and she took in a sharp, deep breath. Instantly I knew Marcus was not just rubbing my moms pussy, he had penetrated it with his fingers. I watched as she ever so slightly took a small step to the side with her one leg to open herself up for him.

"All the cheerleaders were more than egger to spread their legs for the hot new basketball star." Marcus said with a smile as he continued to finger my mom while making sure to continue to rub her clit. "Bathrooms at school, parked cars, or the at their homes. If I wanted to fuck, I just had to send a text and within 10 minutes I would be balls deep in some pussy."

"Mmmmm." Mom moaned.

"I was still fuck the cheerleaders but then I started to fuck the coaches hot wife."

"Oh god!" Mom said as she flung her head back as Marcus started to finger her pussy faster.

"Oh yeah!" Marcus said. "He's got a hot little wife and loves to watch me pound that pussy. Especially when she was face deep in a pussy! Also started to fuck some of the cheerleaders moms. They were just as egger to give it up for some young, black dick."

Oh god please stop! Mom don't do this! I thought as the tears rolled down my face. I don't know what I hated more, being stuck watching this or realizing my cock was getting hard.

"Next, it was time to add teachers to my fuck book." Marcus said. I could hear the slapping sounds of his hand hitting my mom as he was really fingering her hard. "In classrooms, store rooms, hell I even fucked the principal's secretary on his desk. Everyone knows, no one says anything as long as bring in the championships."

"Fuck!" Mom moaned as she took one hand off her dress and started to rub her breast. Marcus took his thumb from beside Mom's face and started to rub her lips. She looked at him as she opened her mouth and darted her head forward to suck it. He just smiled as he knew she was his.

"Now..." Marcus started to say as he took his hand away from mom's head. He reached behind him and grabbed an old deck cushion. He dropped it in between their feet. "Now it's time to add you to the list. Now it is time to suck my dick!"

He took his hand away from her pussy. He reached down and pulled the bow holding his shorts up. As his shorts dropped so did my mom. When her knees hit the cushion, mom scooted forward as she reached up and grabbed the waist band of his boxers. When his boxers were half way down his thighs, his cock popped out.

"Jesus!" Mom exclaimed as she her eyes went wide and she stared at it.

I knew I was bigger than the average guy, but Marcus made my cock look small. Not only was he long, but he had a thick shaft and thicker head.

"10 inches for you to enjoy!" Marcus said as he continued to smile and look down at mom." Never had one like it, have you?"

"No." Mom whispered as she used her thumb and finger to grab the bottom of the shaft and lifted it up, turning her head to look.

"And only semi hard." Marcus said as he brushed moms hair away from her face. He used his hands to move her long hair to the back and held it with one hand. "It's your job to get it fully. Now get to suckin!"

Marcus started to pull my moms head towards him. She looked up from his cock to look him in the eye quickly before looking back down. I was so nauseous my head started to spin. It seemed to happening in horrifically slow motion as I watched my mom lick her lips before opening her mouth. She stuck her tongue out as his cock got closer. She moved her tongue up and put it on the bottom of his head. She curled her tongue as if to pull it into her mouth. The she wrapped her lips around it.

I closed my eyes tight. Wake up! Wake up! This is a nightmare! Wake up! I slowly opened my eyes to see the same thing. I tried to turn away and not look. But like a gruesome accident scene on the highway, I just couldn't. I don't know if it was good or bad, but the tears were no longer falling from my eyes.

"Mmmm." Mom moaned as she held his cock in her mouth. I saw her checks pull in as she started to suck it. She slowly started to move her head back and forth.

"Oh yeah!" Marcus said as he stared down on her. "Take a firm grip on my dick." He commanded.

Mom tried to wrap her hand around it and grab his shaft, but it only went just under three quarters around. Her hand didn't even cover half of his length. She started to jerk it in time with her mouth.

"Good girl." Marcus said with a chuckle. "I knew you wanted it in you."

Marcus just stood there and help moms hair as he looked down at her. She was going slow for a bit here eyes looking down his shaft to her hand. She started to speed up a bit before she closed her eyes and started to take more into her mouth.

"That's it. Take more but think you need some help." Marcus said. The next time mom moved forward, Marcus slowly thrust his hips forward. From the ball of hair that formed between his hand and moms head, I knew he was pulling her head into him. After more went in for a bit, his cock seemed to bunch up. Her lips were no where near her hand.

After a second or two, she tries to pull back but Marcus held her in place. He quickly grabbed part of the shaft mom wasn't sucking or holding and he gave his cock a shack. My mom tried to couch but was muffled as Marcus held her head in place for another few seconds. When he finally released her she let his cock fall from her mouth as she took a deep breath. A trail of saliva linked her mouth to his cock.

"Never sucked on this big." Marcus laughed. "Had to get that mouth wet. Spit on your hands." Mom raised her had to her mouth and spit on it. "Both of them." He commanded. She took the other one off his cock and spit on it before wrapping her hand back around it.

"Rub that spit on my cock. Use both hands." He said as he started down at her. She wrapped her other hand around his cock and used both to rub it. She then opened her mouth and started to suck and pop her head at the same time. "That's it. Fast learner."

"Mmmm." She moaned as if she was happy to be pleasing him. She was watching her hands through partially closed eyes, lust completely taken over her.

I tried in vain to keep from watching, but every time I held my eyes shut, the slobbering sounds make me open and watch. My cock was completely hard and aching to be freed from my jeans as I was the excitement of the moment was overtaking my disgust and horror.

"Look at me." Marcus said as he continued to stare down at her. She opened her eyes all the way and lifted her head a bit to look at him as she sucked. "That's it. Looking down to see a hot, white, MILF, sucking my hard cock is the second hottest thing there is."

My mom moaned again as she continued to suck and jerk him. See took her mouth off his cock and lifted it up. She moved her head down and started to lick and suck on his ball sack. She made sure to continue to rub his shaft with her hands.. It was obvious he was completely hard now. did this for a few moments before taking his head back in her mouth and resume sucking it.