Soccer Mom and a Bully

"Oh god, that was amazing Ms. Robins."

"Mmmmmm, it sure was, big boy." those last words repeat in my head "Big boy." my mind stops for a moment, though my hand doesn't and I come to a realization It wasn't "8iq6oi" on my moms caller ID, it was "Bigboi" the realization makes my spine jerk and a shiver shoots down it from my neck to my hips and then straight up into my dick, the head balloons as blood rushes into it, my shaft twitches strongly and I shoot the largest single rope of cum I have ever shot accompanied by an orgasm that goes down to my toes and causes my head to arch backwards as the thick rope drops back down onto my own face, stinging my eye and coiling up inside my open gasping mouth.

Although my eye did hurt from the salty discharge, they were streaming with tears for other reasons. Wiping my shame off of my face and spitting it out of my mouth I slink dejectedly into my bed and try to cry myself to sleep but soon hear a car pull into the driveway and the front door open and shut, mom is home. I hear her climbing up the stairs and walking down the hall towards my room and she softly speaks outside my door "Honey are you awake?" I don't answer, the door slowly creaks open. Quiet footsteps make their way to me and I feel her weight as she sits down on the edge of my bed careful not to wake me "Good night sweetie." she caresses my hair and gives me an innocent peck on the lips, there is a familiar taste, although this time I cannot wipe it away.