Oops, I Banged My Bully's Mom - Chapter 11

“It’s okay, Lucas.” Mrs. Parker sat up, and with her body upright, I could see the outline of her nipples as her boobs pulled away from her untied bikini top. “I’ll take care of you.”

“Y-you mean, with your hand?” I asked.

Mrs. Parker smiled, a twinkle in her eye. “I can use more than just my hand.”

She reached out, her finger gently stroking the tip of my tent while liking her lips. I inhaled a breath, my body shivering. This was happening. I didn’t imagine it before. It wasn’t an accident or a fluke.

“What about… S-steve?”

“Isn’t he out with a girl?” She shrugged as if it was of no consequence. “Why don’t you take it out?”

She was looking at my dick hungrily. I unzipped my pants and quickly pulled it out. As soon as it hit the sun, she let out a small hiss.

“Oh my god. That’s so fucking hot.” She leaned over, her face moving closer and closer to my crotch.

I was holding my dick, not sure what else to do. Mrs. Parker put her hands on my hips and her face was less than an inch away from the tip of my cock.

She kissed it, her lips grazing the surface of my dick. She kissed it again and again, her kisses becoming more passionate with each kiss. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. A woman, a real live woman, was kissing my dick. And not just any woman, a smoking hot mother was kissing my dick! She was kissing my dick as if she was in love. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and touched the head of my dick. The sensation made me jerk my hips. My dick rubbed her face, and a stream of sticky clear stuff smeared across her cheek. I was scared for a second, but she just laughed.

She wiped her cheek with her finger and then licked it. While still licking it, she looked up at me.

“I’ll take care of this. Keep rubbing me, okay?”

I nodded dumbly. I would have done anything she asked at that moment. I wasn’t just completely out of my element, but I was completely lost in my arousal. My dick was throbbing with desire. She reached out and took it, freeing my hands up. I reached out and touched her butt, as she pulled my dick closer to her mouth. Mrs. Parker began licking and kissing my dick like an expert. She licked up and down my shaft, then around the head. Then, she put her mouth on the tip and took a little bit in. She bobbed her head a few times, sucking the tip. Her other hand wrapped around the shaft and pumped. Every sensation was incredible. I knew I’d cum soon, so I tried to distract myself.

I grabbed her butt cheeks, and then I spread. This was the first time I had ever touched a girl like this. I wanted to see her pussy, but I realized there was bikini fabric in the way.

She spit my dick out to speak. “You can take them off if you want.”

My eyes went to the strings on either side of her hip. My hands were shaking as I guided them there, but a single pull on each side caused her panties to fall away like unwrapping a package. My hands eagerly dived in and pulled apart her cheeks. I was greeted by the sight of her asshole, but I could also see the edge of her pussy. The outer labia was smooth and light pink, though I could see that the inner labia was darker. Her pussy was swollen with arousal.

“Wow,” I breathed. “You’re hot.”

I knew it was a dumb comment, but I didn’t know what else to say.

“Thank you,” she said, smiling.

She then stuck my dick back into her mouth. I looked down, watching her sucking me off, trying to memorize every detail. She would lick, then bob, then pump. Sometimes, she would just suck, her cheeks in. Other times, her head would just bob, her hands were busy holding my balls and stroking the shaft. She didn’t seem to get my dick any deeper than the head. It felt so good, I wanted her to suck it all in.

“Can you… suck it deeper?” I asked.

She let out a soft, derisive laugh. “I’m working up to that.”

I wasn’t sure what she meant, but I felt embarrassed for asking. She resumed her oral ministrations. Her hands moved to the shaft. With one hand, she would hold it straight, and with the other, she would stroke. Sometimes, her tongue would loll out and she’d lick my balls, other times, she’d just keep licking the tip. It was an indescribable feeling.

I could feel a tingle. An intense pleasure building. My toes curled, and I knew I’d cum soon. But where was I going to cum? Mrs. Parker’s face was right there. Last time, I came all over her face. It’d probably be fine if I did it again.

“I-I’m going to…” I started.

“Hmm?” she mumbled.

She didn’t move. It was like she didn’t hear me.

“I’m gonna c-cum.”

She looked up, my dick in her mouth. I couldn’t read her expression, but it didn’t look like she was upset or anything. She just kept staring up at me. I could see her tongue playing with my dick as her cheeks hollowed. She was sucking on my dick. Her eyes were wide as if waiting.

“I’m gonna-”

Cum flooded out.

A huge stream of cum flew out, hitting the back of her throat. She didn’t move her mouth at all. It was like she was expecting it. The second stream hit the back of her mouth. I could see the white cum leaking out. The third stream was thinner, and it leaked out between her lips. She started gulping it down, and I realized she was drinking my cum. My eyes rolled up as my body spasmed. I did my best to remain standing.

When I finished cumming, she pulled her lips off the tip, and then she stuck out her tongue. She had swallowed all of it and was showing me her mouth after.

“Wow,” I whispered. “Th-thank you.”

I felt stupid saying it, but I didn’t know what else to say. She laughed.

“I should be thanking you,” she replied, her voice a husky whisper, sitting up.

As she did so, her breasts were finally fully exposed. Compared to the other boobs I had seen, Mrs. Parker was probably the largest. She had big boobs and tiny, hard nipples. Down below, I could see a patch of dark hair cut into a single strip. In other words, Mrs. Parker was naked! I looked away in embarrassment.

“I’m sorry…”

“Did you enjoy yourself?” She asked, casually putting on her bra.

“I-I did…”

“Then you have nothing to be sorry for.” She laughed.

I finally looked up at her. Mrs. Parker looked so sexy in that bikini. She was still tying the bottoms, which made her look even sexier. She stood up and spun around as if giving me a look at her body. When she finished, she looked back at me, and I could tell she was checking out my dick. I quickly shoved it in my pants and zipped it. She giggled.

“You’re too cute.”

“Thanks…”

“Do you think I’m cute?” she asked, her voice turning a little husky.

“Y-yeah. Very cute.”

“That’s a good answer,” she said, smiling.

She sat back down on the lounge chair. “We should… do this again sometime.”

“This, you mean…” I couldn’t help but look at her pussy.

She laughed, spreading her legs so they were straddling the seat. “Do you like me, Lucas?”

“I-I do…”

“Do you want to fuck me?”

“God yes…”

She bit her lip, blushing slightly. “Good.”

“I don’t have a condom,” I blurted out, afraid she’d say we couldn’t have sex.

She smiled. “It’s fine. You can just cum inside.”

“But won’t you get pregnant?”

She laughed. “No. I’m taking the pill.”

She leaned forward, her boobs hanging forward and her ass raised.

“Are you ready?” she asked.

I nodded dumbly.

“Good,” she replied, grinning. “Let’s go to my room.”

She reached out and took my hand. I could only stare at her body. My dick was already becoming hard again. She noticed the tent and smiled.

“That’s good. I don’t mind if you cum quickly, but you need to recover quickly too.”

“O-okay…”

I was pretty confident that when it came to Mrs. Parker, I could get hard as many times as she wanted. Just as we reached the sliding glass doors leading into her house, there was the sound of a car door slamming in front. Mrs. Parker’s expression turned from sultry to bitter in a second, she pushed me away and then slammed the sliding glass door in my face. I stared at the glass door in confusion.

“Hey, what the hell are you still doing here?” I jumped when I heard Steve’s voice.

Thankfully, my back was to him, and his voice was an instant boner killer. “What? Huh? Oh, I just had to use the restroom. You were pretty quick.”

I was trying to think of how much time passed by. Our entire exchange couldn’t have been more than twenty minutes, right?

“The track people went somewhere to run. By the time I tracked them down, she had already taken a ride with someone else.”

“I bet…”

“What did you say?”

“Uh, nothing!” I raised my hands as Steve scowled at me.

The door opened, and there was Mrs. Parker in a house robe. “Oh, Steve, there you are. I was just going to let you know you’re friend came over!”

Looking at the woman who had just sucked me off, my heart couldn’t help but skip a beat. Her pleasant smile was nothing like the sultry looks that she had given me before. If I hadn’t personally experienced it, even I wouldn’t believe she had been guzzling down my cum only five minutes ago. However, I remembered her slutty appearance, and I knew my eyes had an intensity to them as I eyed her up and down.

“I found him.” Steve made a face, completely oblivious to what I had just done to his mom.

“Lucas, since you’re here, do you want to stay for dinner.” She asked she bit her lip sensually when Steve wasn’t looking.

As soon as she asked, Steve raised his head and started shaking it while glaring at me. I wanted to take her up on that offer. After all, we had been so close. However, I knew I was still grounded. Since Steve had driven me, I had saved a few minutes, but if I didn’t head home soon, I would be in deep trouble.

“I’m sorry… I have to go home.”

Her eyes flashed with disappointment, but she quickly recovered. “That’s fine. Maybe next time.”

“Yeah, maybe next time.” Steve nodded, but his eyes seemed to say, get lost.

I might have once been hurt by his dismissiveness. Now, the image of his mom sucking me off destroyed any resentment toward him I had. As I gave them one last farewell and left, I felt like a million bucks.

The walk back to my house only took five minutes from Steve’s house. When I entered, I was happy to see everyone was still gone. I went up to my room and flopped into my bed. My mind couldn’t help but replay the events over and over again. First, I had gotten a girlfriend. She was the worst girl to ever date, but the side effect was I no longer had to deal with bullying. Then, Steve’s mom gave me my first blowjob. She also implied she wanted more. Damn it! If Steve hadn’t come home early, I’d have lost my virginity to his mom!

I sighed. No sense in worrying about it. That’s when I remembered my phone. I went to my desk and found it where I left it. Thankfully, my stepdad hadn’t taken it and looked through it. I looked back at the pictures of Daryl’s mom, comparing her to Mrs. Parker. Both women were beautiful, although the ginger woman gave off a somewhat wild side, while Mrs. Parker felt safe. However, remembering those sultry looks, I knew she would be quite a lot to handle too.

I did a bit of research and then hid the photos deeper into the phone so that my stepdad couldn’t find them. By the time I was done with that, Mom was home and I could hear her cooking in the kitchen. I came out and I couldn’t help but hug her.

“Ah!” She cried in surprise as I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her. “Oh, Lucas? You seem to be in a good mood.”

“It was a good day.” I chuckled, letting go of her.

I had just been overexcited, but the feeling of Mom had triggered memories of Mrs. Parker, and I had no intention of lusting after my mom. I also think my actions pissed my stepdad off, as he glared at me unhappily.

“I’m glad things are improving.” Mom smiled. “Did you get a chance to use the phone?”

“Ah! I-I forgot.” I admitted, and then a thought came to me. “Just curious, who had the phone before me?”

“Hmm? Oh, I got it from another girl in my yoga class. Like I said, she was upgrading so she didn’t need it. Why?”

“I just wanted to thank her.” I quickly came up with a plausible excuse. “It is a nice phone.”

Mom blushed slightly. “Well, I suppose I could get her number so you could thank her.”

I had asked casually, but when it came to the point where I could contact her, I grew nervous. Was I thinking of blackmailing Daryl’s mom? I mean, it serves him right, but I’m not sure if his mom should pay for his behavior. Then again, she raised him, so shouldn’t his behavior be her fault?

“You don’t have to ask if you’re not comfortable.” I quickly tried to backpedal.

“It’s fine, sweetie. “Mom had no idea what was running through my mind. “It’s not ready yet. Why don’t you wash up, then come down and set the table.”

“Sure.”

I headed back upstairs and grabbed a clean change of clothes. I only realized after coming downstairs that I might smell like Mrs. Parker. My fingers still held a little of her fragrance. I thought about her sucking my dick, the way her mouth looked, the way she had gulped my cum down. I wished we had gone all the way. It’d have to wait for another day.

Another day? Was I already certain of that?

“Get out, I need to go!” The door opened as Jenna pushed her way in.

I had been standing at the toilet with my thing out. As soon as the door opened, I turned away and put it up.

“Dude, what the hell? You can’t just walk in on me!”

“Shut up!” She snapped. “I need to get ready! I’m in a hurry.”

She looked pretty bad. She had slept in, and her eyes still had dark spots under them and most of her makeup had smeared off.

“I’m in the bathroom!” I tried to fight back.

“Dad!” She shouted.

“Let Jenna use the bathroom!” My stepdad shouted back.

Father of the year appeared once again. I was pushed out and the door was slammed in my face. I felt a great deal of annoyance, but there was nothing to take it out on. I found myself fantasizing about Mrs. Parker and the things I’d do to her the next time we were together. I’d stick my finger in her pussy and I’d smack her butt. Such thoughts allowed me to quickly get over my upset.

Dinner was served, but Jenna took off without joining us, again. I only saw a glimpse of her as she left, but her makeup had been redone and her hair was up. She was wearing short shorts and a tube top. It was something very suggestive, but her stepdad either didn’t notice or didn’t care. She left the house unmolested, while I was given a list of chores to do. I worked for several hours doing dishes, taking our trash, and even vacuuming until my stepdad got bored of bossing me around.

Finally, night came and I got ready for bed and lay down. I eagerly thought about tomorrow, and what new things I’d find. I drifted off to sleep but was suddenly awakened. I realized first that it was the middle of the night. Second,  I could hear someone stumbling around my room, which was what woke me in the first place. I looked around, trying to figure out what was going on. Suddenly, the mattress was depressed as the weight of someone sat down on it. A moment later, they flopped next to me.

“Hey, cutie…” I heard a slurred voice, and I nearly sat up in shock.

“Jenna?” I whispered.

“Shhh. Don’t be loud.” She whimpered.

Jenna was drunk. I could smell the alcohol from where I was. I had never seen my stepsister like this before. She had come home drunk before, but she usually ended up in her bed.

“You’re in my bed,” I pointed out.

“Shhh…”

“Jenna?”

She didn’t answer, and I wasn’t sure she was still awake.

“Hey!” I tried to keep my voice low, but loud enough to get her attention. “You’re in my bed!”

“Shhh… You don’t have to yell…” She mumbled, snuggling against me. “You feel nice.”

“Will you fuck off!” I hissed.

She let out a sigh, lying back on the mattress. “Fine.”

I froze. “Fine, what?”

“You want to fuck? Just get it over with. I’m tired.”

Did my sister just offer to fuck me?