Stevens Mom

Steven's Mom

The school bell rang signaling the end of the school day. Steven rose from his seat, gathered his school supplies and made his way to his locker. His head was in his locker when he felt someone in his space. The person was close, almost intimately close, but this was no romantic gesture.

"Today's the day," Richie gloated mere inches from Steven's ear. "By the end of the day I'm going to be balls deep in your MILF mom's sweet pussy."

Steven turned to stare at the other boy. He wanted to hit the smirking jerk but knew better. Steven was good looking, but in a geeky way. He was tall and lanky with little in the way of muscle. Richie on the other hand was the captain of the football team, he was the prom king, and he had some decent muscle mass. In a fight between the two Steven would get crushed. Instead, Steven tried his best to ignore the bigger boy and instead made his way to the school bus.

As he rode the bus home, Steven couldn't help but think about everything that had led him to this day. Richie had been picking on, bullying, Steven since middle school. Steven had tried to get him to stop, teachers had talked to him, heck Richie had even been suspended from school over it. Finally, it had gotten so bad that Steven's mom, Stacy, had decided enough was enough and approached Richie telling him to stop. Richie had stared at her like a piece of meat before stating that he would absolutely stop bullying Steven if she was willing to pay the price. Stacy had agreed.

The bus dropped him right at his doorstep, and he opened the door to find his mother sitting on the couch a glass of wine dangling from her fingers.

"Hi baby," She smiled as she stood up and walked to him. "How was school today?"

"You know how it was."

"I'm sorry," She rubbed his shoulder. "Just a little longer and this will all be behind us."

Steven nodded and she glanced at her watch.

"Oops," She smiled at him. "Richie will be here soon. I better get ready. Why don't you get the living room set up while I do?"

With that she drained her glass of wine and walked toward her room. Was it just Steven's imagination or did she seem excited? He put the thought out of his mind and turned his attention to setting up the room. He made sure the music player was queued up. Then he carried one of the dining room chairs into the living room, setting it up so it faced the couch. Finally, he spread blankets and throws around the chair covering the floor.

"Baby," Stacy's voice rang from the bathroom. "Can you bring me a razor please?"

"Sure Mom," he replied as he carried out the task asked of him.

He brought the razor into the steamy bathroom where he found his mother peeking past the shower curtain. He handed the blade to his naked mother.

"Thanks, sweetie," she smiled. "Are you nervous?"

Steven nodded his head.

"Don't be sweetie," She ducked back behind the curtain. "This is going to be fun."

Steven returned to the living room. He sat on the couch browsing the internet on his phone while he waited for the guest of honor. His heel tapped a beat on the hardwood.

It was a while later when he heard the growl of a car motor. He recognized that growl. It belonged to a cherry red '71 Challenger. He knew the growl, and the owner too, because Richie wouldn't shut up about it at school.

He stood when there was a knock at the door.

"Hey there wimpy," Richie smirked as he shoved his way into the house, tossing his car keys onto the coffee table. "You ready to watch your sexy-as-hell mommy take this big dick?"

Richie chuckled as he grabbed at his crotch.

"Where is she anyway?" Richie stared at the weaker boy.

"I'm right here," Stacy replied as she stepped into the room.

Both of the eighteen-year-old boys stared at her. Steven had to admit that Richie had a point when he called Stacy things like "MILF" and "sexy". She wore a bright pink lingerie set that only showed off her large breasts, and shapely rear end. Her amazing legs were incased in black thigh high stockings, stilettoes finished off the ensemble. Here hair was done up, and she wore make up.

"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this," Richie glared tauntingly at Steven.

"I'm sure you are," Stacy breathed seductively as she stroked the boy's bulging bicep.

"What's up with the chair?" Richie finally noticed said item, smart he was not. "Is this for bitch-boy? Is this where he's going to watch us from huh? Why don't you take a seat wimpy,"

"No Richard," Stacy interrupted. "That seat's for you. Why don't you take a seat so I can give you a lap dance baby?"

"Oh yeah," Richie took the chair. "I'm going to enjoy this."

"I'm sure you will," Stacy traced her hand across his jaw. "But let's make sure we all understand the terms of our little get-together. Steven watches us have sex, and you stop bullying him, correct?"

"Sure," Amusement twinkled in Richie's eye. "You fuck me, and I'll leave him alone, but I'll let you know that you're going to enjoy this so much that you won't want me to leave you alone."

"Right then," Stacy smiled. "I sure hope this is memorable, baby. Steven, turn on the music."

Steven rushed to where the radio sat behind the chair, his hand trembled as he reached to hit the button. With the press of a button, dance music spread throughout the room. Stacy began dancing. Richie was in heaven. His cock swelled. As she rubbed on him, he reached up to grope her.

"No no no," She teased as she pushed his hands down by his sides. "Hands to yourself for now, baby. Just enjoy the dance and let me get these pants down."

With that Stacy bent down and started working on his jeans. Richie raised his hips to help. She didn't take the garment completely off him, instead just leaving them binding his ankles. She then stood and went back to dancing, occasionally rubbing across the bulge growing in his boxers.

Richie left his hands at his sides and threw his head back letting out a moan before smirking at Steven. Just as quickly as he acknowledged the other boy, he dismissed him turning back to the dancing woman.

Stacy's panty clad pussy was moving over Richie's crotch. He couldn't help but stare at her dusky nipples that were just barely visible through her lacy bra.

Oh man this woman was sexy. Richie was tempted to reach up, to take her large firm breasts in his hand. He was enraptured by her. In fact, he was so enraptured with her breasts moving across his face that he didn't notice the sly smirk and single nod she shot Steven. Before he could take matters, and tits, into his own hands he felt cuffs enclose his wrists and tighten down.

"What the fuck is this?" Richie called out.

It took him a minute to realize that with his pants around his ankles and his hands lashed he was effectively unable to move. He was like a pig at a rodeo.

Stacy and Steven had worked on this surprise for days, ever since Richie said that the only way, he would leave Steven alone was if he got to fuck Steven's mom. The duo had practiced how to quickly cuff his wrist and had even had hard points installed into the room's hardwood floor.

"I thought we were going to fuck!" Richie accused Stacy.

"Oh, someone is getting fucked, but it isn't you." A female voice drifted from the hallway leading to the home's bedrooms.

The trio turned to take in the owner of the voice.

"Mom!" Richie exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

Indeed, it was Richie's mom, Evalyn. Like Stacy, she was a sexy MILF although Richie would beat up anyone who called her such. Her breasts were smaller than the other woman's, but still ample. Her hair was a beautiful blonde, and her skin carried a delicious tan. Her beauty was only amplified by the lingerie she wore. Her lingerie matched Stacy's in style but not color. Instead, she wore pure white, like a virgin bride. Heck a veil even adorned her stylized hair.

"For years I've told you to stop bullying people," Evalyn shook a finger at her son. "You've been suspended. You've been grounded and you keep bullying. And now you're trying to rape people."

"I didn't try to rape anyone," Richie defended himself.

"Trying to force someone who doesn't want to have sex with you into having sex with you is rape," Stacy scolded the bound boy.

"And now," Evalyn continued. "You're going to pay the price."

She blatantly made eye contact with Steven. A seductive smile spread across her painted lips. She raised her hand, crooking her finger as him in a "come here" gesture. Steven smiled stupidly as he crossed over to her. She grabbed him by the shirt and dragged him in front of the couch. She turned so her back was to him before bending at the waist and sliding her lacy, pearly thong down her shapely legs. She perched herself on the edge of the couch. She laid back, spreading her legs and placing her heels on the edge of the couch cushion, exposing her recently shaved beaver to all gathered in the room.

"Mom!" Richie's voice reached notes that are typically only found in Rogers and Hammerstein musicals. "What are you doing?"

"I told you," The calm response was colder than the artic. "Someone here is getting fucked. Now Steven, why don't you put that tongue of yours to work?"

Steven started to sink to his knees.

"Steven," Richie's voice was dark with anger. "You wimpy little shit, if you even touch my mom, I will kill you."

"Don't worry about him, baby," Evalyn cooed at Steven as she took his head in her hands and guiding it toward her slice of heaven. "He's going to be too busy to even think about touching you."

"Busy?" Richie strained to his bounds. "Busy with what?"

During this exchange Steven had turned his attention toward the job put in front of him. He kissed her inner thighs, slowly moving toward her gash. He eventually turned his attention to her pussy, licking her lips before moving up to her clit.

Having never been with a girl before Steven didn't know what to expect, but Evalyn would move her hips, or his head to the areas she wanted. Her moans told him when he had found the right spots. He wasn't sure what to expect as far as taste went, but found her to be super tasty, especially after her moisture increased.

"Well, you see," Evalyn moaned as she groped at Steven's hair. "You're going to have to find a new place to live. I've changed the locks to the house. You're going to have to find money. My name is on your bank account, and I decided it would be better used to help victims of rape, so I donated it. You're going to have to find a way to get around. My name is the only one on your car's title so I'm taking it too."

Richie glanced at where he had thrown his keys earlier only to watch as Stacy retrieved them, jingling them as she gave him a vicious grin. During this Evalyn was grinding her hips against the tongue currently probing into her depths.

"That's your real punishment," she gasped as she shot daggers at her son. "This, this is just icing on your humiliation cake."

Richie sat in stunned silence for a while, taking all this new information in. Stacy left the room. The plan had been for her to leave quickly after the actual... icing started. Steven added fingers to his play.

"Oh, this is so good." Evalyn heavy gaze turned to her son. "Your daddy would never do this to me.

Richie turned his head trying to keep from watching his mom being eaten by the other eighteen-year-old. Evalyn let out a laugh. Then her back arched shoving her hips into Steven' mouth.

"Oh god son, oh god!" Evalyn yelled. "I'm cumming! Mommy's cumming, I'm cumming on his tongue!"

As she started to come down, she again grabbed Steven's head dragging him up to meet her lips. The duo exchanged a deep passionate kiss. Evalyn's tongue aggressively plunged into his mouth, claiming it for her own, more surely than if she had planted a flag.

"God," She broke the kiss and smiled at the man between her legs. "I taste great on your lips."

Steven had to admit he was a little weirded out. When they came up with this plan, they had agreed that the sex would be naughty, that they would be noisy. All of this was intended to mess with Richie even more, but this was not what he was used to. That said his dick had never been this hard before.

She pulled him up, so he stood in front of her before attacking his belt buckle.

"Take your shirt off."

Steven rushed to comply as she shimmied his pants and boxers down his legs. As soon as his cock head cleared his waist band she dove on it, taking it in her mouth. Now it was Steven's turn to moan and groan. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of the rest of his clothes.

While he was doing this, Evalyn started bobbing on his cock, taking more and more of its length into her throat. She popped off his cock before reaching down to tongue his balls before sucking first one then the other into her mouth. The sight of his cock laying across this beautiful woman's face as she gobbled on his testicles was the hottest thing Steven had ever seen.

Steven threw his head back and moaned. When he opened his eyes, he made eye contact with Richie. The bound boy was glaring angrily at him. Steven grinned evilly at him. Then he noticed movement behind Richie. Sitting in the reclining chair her legs thrown over its arms sat Stacy. Her hand was buried in her panties, she was clearly masturbating.

"Sorry sweetie," She blushed when she caught him looking. "I know I was supposed to leave but this is the hottest thing ever."

Steven turned his gaze back to the woman working his cock, trying to tune out the rest of the world. She met his gaze, a smile twinkling in her eye. Steven took her breast in his hand. Evalyn reached behind her, unclasping her bra and discarding it. Steven took this as the invitation it was and proceeded to fondle her naked breast. He quickly moved to her pink nipple, pinching it between two fingers.

Quickly, Steven started to feel his nuts tighten, his butt clench. He opened his mouth to tell Evalyn he was close but it was too late. Evalyn's eyes opened in surprise; she moaned as his cum splashed across her tongue.

"Sorry," Steven shrugged bashfully.

"You shot already?" Richie chuckled darkly. "You're done. There's no way you're doing my mom now."

"Oh Richie," Evalyn scolded her son in an exasperated tone, the tone that all parents know. "Don't tell me you're a one pump chump like your daddy. I'm sure my man Steve here has another load in the chamber."

As she was talking, she was stroking Steven's cock, a cock that adamantly refused to soften. Evalyn finished pulling his jeans and underwear the rest of the way off before climbing to her feet and pushing Steven onto the couch. She turned, presenting the teen with her beautiful ass framed by her garter belt and thigh highs. The sight brought a moan from him, which in turn brought a smile to her lips.

She sat on his lap. Moving her hips to the music still coming from the stereo. The hard cock protruded obscenely from between her thighs. Steven reached around to grope at her breasts.

"Oh yes," she moaned. "Pull 'em. Pinch 'em."

Ever the gentleman, Steven did as he was told.

"Mom," Richie tried to reason. "You can't do this. You can't humiliate me and kick me out of the house. I'm your son. You love me."

"I do love you, son," She continued to grind her pussy against the cock, getting it slick with her juices. "But I don't have to like you, like what you've become. And sometimes the best thing you can do is cut off someone and hope that when they hit rock bottom they can learn and pick themselves up. Now shut your mouth and watch you mom take this cock."

With that she rose, positioned the appendage at her entrance before slowly sinking down onto it. When she reached the base, she ground her hips before starting to bounce. She tucked her left arm behind her lover's head using her right hand to present her nipple to Steven. He took the hint and sucked her pink nipple into her mouth causing her moans to reach a new level.

"You see this son?" She taunted the cuffed boy. "See your mom's pussy stretching to take this dick? You thought you were going to come in here like some conquering hero and force some sexy mommy to have sex with you. How'd that work out for you huh? Cuz it's working out well for me."

Steven could feel her pussy clench, milking his cock, as she started to cum. He would have shot off himself if he hadn't already orgasmed once himself. She rested against his chest as aftershocks wracked her body.

She turned, pulling Steven's head toward her before thrusting her tongue into his mouth. It took Steven by surprise, as he wasn't expecting it, but as if he had been doing this entire time, he followed her lead melting into the kiss. She eventually pulled away exposing her neck. He took advantage of the offer she gave him.

"Yes baby," She breathed. "Give me a hickey, mark me."

Steven tried his best.

Evalyn's hips started moving again.

"I want it from behind," She eventually said as she stumbled to her feet.

She grabbed one of the pillows from the couch and put it under her knees as she sunk to the living room floor facing her bound son. Again, Steven followed her lead, quickly dropping to his knees before guiding his member back into the wet depths of heaven. She held still letting him take the lead and pound at her.

"Oh, Steven baby," Evalyn gasped to the young man behind her without breaking eye contact with her son. "I know this was supposed to be a one-time thing, but I don't think I can give up this dick. You want to keep fucking me? You want a MILF girlfriend?"

A gasp filled the room reminding the duo that there was a second voyeur watching their love making. The comment surprised Steven as well, but he put it down to Evalyn attempting to humiliate her bully son.

The gasp did make the duo look to Stacy who was in the throes of her own self-induced orgasm. Steven was stunned, but Evalyn seemed to take it as a challenge as she started to thrust back on the pole buried in her.

"Oh yeah. Do you want a MILF sugar momma? Do you want to be my boy toy? Do you want to fuck me all over my house. Oh, do you want to fuck me on Richie's bed?" She felt his rod flinch inside her. "Oh, you DO like that idea, don't you? I was going to turn it into a yoga room, but we could turn it into a sex dungeon, and you could stretch me."

The talk was getting to Steven. He could feel his testicles starting to tighten and his cock swell. Evalyn could feel it too and she started bouncing back harder.

"Oh, you going to cum baby?" She crooned over her shoulder. "Cum for me. Cum deep in me. Fill me up. I'm so close. Cum with me baby."

Steven groaned as he fired like a cannon deep into her pussy. His orgasm set off hers and she started to spasm and moan herself.

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The next morning school started as usual. Students were rushing into the building just like normal, and just like normal there was the rumble of a car as a cherry red Challenger whipped into a parking space. The students expecting Richie to climb out with a pompous stride were surprised when Evalyn stood from the driver's door. Steven quickly appeared from the passenger side. The two met in front of the car where they held hands before heading toward the school building. Both wore a smile. Evalyn flicked her hair behind her, exposing her neck and the mark decorating it. Eyes followed the duo as they made their way toward the school office.

"Pick you up after school?" Evalyn grinned.

"Yes please," Steven replied.

"Good," she nodded in satisfaction. "We have a lot of work to do on our room."

With that Evalyn turned to the office, she needed to remove her address from Richie's school records. Steven headed to class, a dopey smile on his face.