The Bully and my Mom Ch. 01

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A bully fucks a boy's mom in front of him.
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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 06/10/2023
Created 07/10/2021
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This was the worst day of my life. Let me start from the beginning. I live with a single mom, a beautiful woman who I adored and treated me far better than I deserved. Well, I tried to make her as happy as possible. I spoiled her with good grades, being a good kid and staying at home most nights to watch sitcoms with her, and buying her presents from time to time. I wanted to make her feel like a princess, because my dad never treated her like one.

She hadn't been with another man in years, which I knew was for my benefit more than hers, and now that I was in college, I wondered over and over if she was lonely. She didn't act like she was, but we didn't discuss this much with each other.

A huge problem for me was... she was absolutely stunning. Even I couldn't help but admit it. This meant that people would gawk at her on the streets, and a huge bully at school, who followed me past high school into one of the lowest programs at our college, would constantly tease me about my mother's gorgeous body. She had a typical hourglass figure, red hair with ample breasts and huge hips, which definitely went well with the birthing process. I didn't have a huge innuendo, and I typically satisfied that with a bit of porn, so I didn't lust after her like other guys did, and it would be wrong... knowing that she was my mother.

It just bothered me tremendously when people wolf-whistled and made comments about her on the streets, and it clearly bothered her as well, as she tried to hide it from me her whole life.

Anyways, it all went wrong a day where I toured her around my campus. I was excited to show her the facilities, particularly the new science labs, which I would be working in for the next few years. She was cheerful and lovely, and though she didn't understand a lot of it, made a lot of comments as I gave her the rundown. She repeatedly informed me that she was very proud of me for making it this far, despite our early struggles in life. I couldn't help but blush at the comments.

After having lunch together, I took her to the boy's locker room, complaining that I had to still take gym classes my first year to encourage kids to join some of the sports teams, she joked about the stinky smell, and I was about to take her out when the door closed behind us. "Oh, sorry. I was just showing my mom around the facilities." I said before turning around. I stopped in my tracks when I saw him. The bully that's been shadowing me my whole life. Steven.

"Hey David." He said, his eyes shifting to my mother before looking back at me. "How's it going?"

I nodded, trying to be courteous in front of her. "Oh, not much. We're just having some fun looking around. How about you?"

"Good. Good." He said, stealing a glance at my mother again.

"Hello." She said, holding a hand out. "I'm Melissa, David's mom."

He nodded. "I've seen you around town a few times over the years, ma'am. Me and David are good friends." I rolled my eyes. Good friends? Really? He'd tortured me the last few years of my life, and finally began slowing down as we grew up. Steven was still standing by the door, and he moved his hand behind him to lock it. The 'click' sound echoed through the air between the three of us. I gulped, what was he planning? There was no way he was going to bully me in front of my own mother. It didn't make any sense.

"Um... why'd you lock the door?" I asked, trying to act casual.

"I just wanted to get to know Mrs. Faulcon better." He said.

"Oh no." My mom shook her head, still smiling, but looking a little nervous at the tension in the air. "Just call me Melissa."

Steven walked up to us, a looming presence, and stood down at one of the chairs sticky with the student's sweat. "Come, sit with me." He said, patting the spot next to him.

My mother looked at me cautiously, and I could tell she knew something was wrong. This was quite an unusual situation, after all. "Oh, no. That's okay." She said. "We're just heading home now." She moved towards me, pulling me to the door, and Steven cleared his throat loudly in response.

"Why not spend a few minutes talking to your son's friend, hmm? What's the hurry?" He said cruelly. It sounded like a threat, and we both knew it. She nodded, and shakily walked towards him, sitting as far away from him on the bench as possible. He didn't even hesitate before shifting closer to her, so close that their legs were touching.

I moved to sit next to them as well, but Steven shot me a glare so hot I knew I had to back off. For now. I moved a few steps back, leaning against the lockers to watch, still trying to determine what his plans were. "So, what did you want to talk about, Steven?" She asked, her voice was slightly shaky, but she still maintained her bright smile.

"Hmm..." He said, pretending to think. "I think I'm wondering how desperate you are to be fucked when you haven't been touched by a man in decades."

The two of us gasped out loud in synchrony. "How dare you!" I shouted.

My mother slapped him across the face in shock, and then gasped at herself for doing something like that. "Who taught you how to speak like that?!" She yelled.

He grabbed her wrist, menace in his glare as he looked at her. "Touch me again, and I will hurt your son right in front of your very eyes." He said with scary calm.

"Mom..." I said, my eyes darting across the two of them, wondering what I should do.

She nodded, and he dropped her wrist, letting her tuck her arm back into her body. "What do you want from us?" She asked, dropping the sweet act.

"I want to fuck you in front of your own son, of course." Steven said matter-of-factly in response.

"What?!" I shouted in outrage. "Steven, we'll give you whatever you want. Just leave us alone."

He shook her head. "Nah. I'm going to claim what I've wanted for years. Today. And you're going to watch me do it because you're just a little bitch, aren't you?"

"Please." My mom said, I could see her body shaking already. "We'll do whatever you want. Not that." God... I couldn't imagine it. Didn't want to imagine it. This was absolutely and utterly terrifying.

"Like I said, nothing you say is going to change my mind. He looked feral at this point, and moved to put his hand between her thighs, spreading them apart. She shook her head repeatedly, and tears began to run down her eyes from the fear.

I moved forwards to stop them, to do something. I didn't even care if he punched me. I had to save her. As I did though, he looked up and glared at me, and gave my mom a hard squeeze against her leg, making her gasp out loud in response. I realized at that moment that anything I did would make things worse. Far worse. It might be better to wait and escape when the right opportunity comes.

He moved his hand out and shifted her head towards him, forcing her to look at him. Before she could say anything, though, he placed his mouth on hers. He spread her mouth wide open, and I could only stand there and watch as my childhood bully had his way with my mother. He began to swirl his tongue into her, and I could see him force his way in, spreading her wider and wider as their tongues pressed together. She closed her eyes, probably telling herself that it was all a dream and this wasn't real, just like I was right now.

His hand dove deeper into her thighs, squeezing and petting them as he stroked closer and closer to her crotch, strong motions from his fingers as he swept across. She shook her head when he let go of the kiss, and she looked at him intently and said, "please, don't do this. Isn't a kiss enough for you?"

"Don't pretend like it was for you. I know you're wet as fuck right now, slut." He said.

She looked at me dead in the eyes and bit her lip. I shook my head, telling her it wasn't the right time to do anything. I mouthed, "I forgive you" when I knew he wasn't watching, and she gave me a slight nod.

"Let's show your son how wet you are, huh?" Steven grabbed her arms and forced her to spin around with the front of her body pressed against the lockers. He forced her legs apart, showing off her dress to me as he pulled the dress up, exposing her pink lacey underwear.

I gulped. This was not what I wanted to see. Not at all. He began to stroke her legs again, higher and higher up, and she shook her head over and over, saying 'no' to herself as he continued to touch her. A moment later, he pulled her pants off, revealing a sticky wet mess against her panties and crotch. I gasped out loud, unable to help myself. Was she getting turned on by being treated like this? Especially by someone her son's age?

I couldn't believe it, was she that desperate to be fucked she'd get turned on by anyone? She looked back at me, like she knew exactly what we would be finding there. "I'm sorry." She said, and made a small sob before turning around.

"Why are you apologizing for being a woman and claiming what you desire, huh?" Steven said, and moved his fingers to swirl around her pussy, playing with the sticky mess already created. She was cleanly shaven, which showed off her swollen pussy and clit very well. She was so fucking ready for him, it was disgusting. She began to moan at the sensation of him playing with her, his expert fingers sliding over her mound over and over again.

When she looked like she was quaking with need, he pressed his index and middle finger into her, deeply plunging into her as she moaned out loud. "Oh, god." She said. I closed my eyes. I didn't want to see this anymore.

Steven seemed to notice everything, though, and said, "You keep your fucking eyes open, David." I could hear the sticky noises of him pumping into her over and over again, and knew she was enjoying herself. How could I stand watching something like this?

I opened my eyes finally, letting myself watch. I could do this. I could stand to watch the whole thing, and when it was done, we'll call the police and it'll all be over. I knew it. He would be arrested for what he did. He had bent in between her legs, and was now sucking on her enormous swollen clit while he pumped his fingers into her cunt. She had her legs wide and ready for him, though it was shaking from the sensations of being assaulted like.

"How long has it been, Mrs. Faulcon? How long has it been since someone touched you like that? Satisfy you like the beauty that you are?" She could only moan in response, completely and utterly lost in her lust-filled world. "I bet you want me to fuck you, don't you? To fill you up with my big fat cock and spread you wide open in front of your own son." He stopped talking and began to lick faster, matching his pace perfectly with the pumping of his fingers. Her juices were getting so heavy now that they were dripping down his hands, falling onto the floor. He was churning them up, and lapping it up like a greedy dog. I wanted to puke just watching it. I couldn't believe sex could look so disgusting and vulgar.

She was moving her hips against him, moving back and forth to get the best sensation possible. I couldn't believe she was actually enjoying this. I felt so disappointed in her, and just wanted to leave them in their lust-filled world, since this was clearly what she wanted. "Cum for me, baby." He said, and gave her a loud spank against her ass. She cried out loud, and I could see her cunt pulse and squeeze his fingers over and over again as the cum squirted out of her, drenching his fingers completely.

Steven grinned in satisfaction, and pushed his fingers into his mouth, sucking on it like he was hungry. "Fuck, I love a woman who squirts." He said.

"Can you let us go, now?" I asked, though I knew it was pointless.

"If you think I'm done with her, you're mistaken, bitch." He replied. He pulled his pants off, and kept her in place while he did so. She was shaking and leaning against the lockers, unwilling to even look at me. How could she, when someone like him could easily give him an orgasm like that? I would never be able to see her the same way again. And she knew that herself.

His dick sprang out from behind his boxers, and I couldn't believe it. He was fucking huge. He was thick and girthy, with veins wrapped around him, and precum already oozing out. Clearly, treating women like this turned him in tremendously. He moved behind my mother and grabbed her waist. She shook her head, knowing what was about to happen next, but unable to stop it from happening. He aligned his dick against her cunt, and without a word of warning, thrusted into her. She gasped out loud, and then screamed out loud as he forced himself in further. "Oh, god." She said, and I could see her eyes rolling to the back of her head from the angle I was watching. I wanted so desperately to close my eyes again, but I couldn't do it. Not when I knew he was still watching my reaction.

My dick was starting to react, and I couldn't hide it anymore. It pushed against my pants, eager to get out and join them, and I shook my head, trying to contain myself. I would not get horny from watching my mother get fucked. I would not get horny from watching my mother get fucked. I repeated it in my head over and over again, to no avail. It was too fucking hot for me not to. I could hear the squelching sound as he pushed into her, and her walls were spread apart to the farthest extent as he moved out and pushed into her further.

With every thrust, he moved deeper into her cunt, and she moaned over and over, her eyes now completely filled with whites. "Your dick is huge!" She cried out, as he forced his body into her more.

"Almost there, baby." He gritted out, and grabbed onto her waist harder as he gave her a final thrust. He paused, letting her adjust. She looked like she was part of another world, like she didn't even know I was there anymore. "I've never had a woman this tight." He said, clearly in his own lust-filled world. "You clearly need a good fucking."

And so he began thrusting into her, over and over again, making her moan out loud with every single thrust into her cervix. I could only stand there and watch, glancing down at my erection once in a while, wondering how bad it would be if I touched myself. No, I shouldn't. It would make the situation even more awkward than it already was, no matter how much I wanted to.

"You're milking me like crazy!" He groaned out loud, and reached a hand around to play with her clit as he fucked her. She would be incredibly sensitive from just cumming, and it already seemed like she needed to cum again.

"Oh, god. Oh, god. Oh, god." She said repeatedly, like it was the only two words in her vocabulary anymore.

"I'm cumming, baby." Steven cried out, and I could literally see his balls tighten underneath him as he groaned and came inside of her, his sperm so much that it overfilled her and dribbled out of cunt and onto the floor. She came at once at his final few thrust, which were the hardest of all. I could see her pussy tighten over and over again, squeezing him as she moaned the same words repeatedly. When they were both done, he finally let go of her body, and she slumped onto the floor, in a puddle of her own making.

I slid onto the floor, unable to help myself. It was too much to handle. Before I could say anything, Steven took his phone out and snapped a few pictures of her, and grinned as it placed it in his pocket. "Just so you don't call anyone and tell on me." He winked.

"Fuck you." I said to him, tears forming in my eyes at seeing my mother slumped on the floor like that, like a piece of trash.

"Don't pretend you didn't love it." He said, looking at the bulge still pressed against my pants. "Well, I'm heading out now. Thanks for a fun ride, guys." He said as he walked to the door.

"I'll see the two of you again, make sure to answer your messages, or these pictures will be spread to everyone you know. Tood-a-loo!"

I couldn't look at her for the 30 minutes we sat there, with her panting heavily over and over again, trying to compose herself. I didn't know if I would ever be able to look at her properly again.

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trucker1965trucker19656 months ago

Before I even start let me guess, the bully will have the biggest cock she has ever seen or had. Even though she's never had one as big as the bully when he forces it it in her mouth she'll barely gag and start Takeing it like a champ. Then somewhere between the start and it ending she'll come to the realization that s she'll under any humiliation, degradation and dehumanizing act to get it.

rickylaw01rickylaw0112 months ago

Loved it! Very hot. To bad the son didn't cum in his pants

AnonymousAnonymousover 1 year ago

Bully with mom is the hottest stiuff

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 2 years ago

How are these dudes so stupid? Taking a picture of a woman after you've fucked them is evidence of sexual assault, not a defense of being accused...or charged. So ridiculous.

AnonymousAnonymousover 2 years ago

Chemical castration

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