Aunt Susan had recently got accustomed to using her breasts to please my cock. I sat in her office chair as she licked the tip of my cock while her boobs gave me a good soft hole to ease in and out off. It was a shame that when we did fuck her, it didn't involve these gorgeous melons of hers.
I wasn't too bothered, I'd spent every afternoon of the last few weeks visiting her work. Doing all sorts of naughty things, ranging from fucking her to fucking her mouth. Yesterday, I made her take my dick whilst on a Zoom meeting with some other executives.
"Fuck..." I gasped, another load was about to hit her face. I could barely see, as my body stiffened and eyes shut. I did feel several squirts of my cum blast out and on to her face. Most missing her open mouth.
"You like that baby."
"Yes daddy, thank you for giving me your load." Susan was actually not as bad as I initially thought. While there was now a sexual aspect to our relationship, there was a motherly aspect to her as well. It was now common for to ask me how I'm doing, check on me. Was it love? lust? loneliness? I didn't know.
Susan got up and licked off the remnants left on her face. I'd actually come to her office early, it seemed sex gave me more energy than I knew what to do with. I didn't need to sleep, or even rest. Not only that, but I could hear better, smell better, see better.
I noticed that Jake was right, I had got taller by a couple of inches. These must have been the changes dad meant, the last big change was my dick. It'd got just slightly, ever so slightly longer and thicker. I was the only one who could tell.
I gave my aunt a soft slap to the face, she smiled back at me. Susan was happier, the sex also made her much more patient and calm. Less prone to demands and orders, perhaps it was loneliness. I often found her home, waiting to be spanked, to be fucked and then swallow my cum. Mom would occassionaly join her, however mom preferred to have me all to herself, I could tell she was somewhat not satisfied sharing me.
"Have a good day at school, Mikey." Susan said with a warm smile, she even gave me some money.
I'd recently discovered, as I spent time in her office, that she was the one paying for my school fees. Matter of fact, she was the one paying for a lot of our home expenses. That was another thing that made me realise she wasn't as awful as I thought, and that perhaps mom had a good reason to listen to her. This made me wonder what my dad was paying for, or what he was even doing. I had not heard from him since my birthday, but this was no a problem. I knew he'd come back, as he always does.
I got to school and saw the cheerleading team. Ellie said she comes early to practice, and there she was.
On the field doing her routine, I saw her get tossed up in the air and flip before landing back down. The next part got me hard, as Ellie slid to the ground in splits.
"Woah!" I said, out-loud, in awe. I never knew she was so flexible.
The first time I ever arrived to school this early. Next to Ellie was another girl, Stacy Mathews, I felt a deep anger. The same rage that possessed me to fuck my aunt, it had me bending the fencing separating the side walk from the field.
I calmed down and looked away, I had to control myself incase I push my thoughts to her. I entered the grounds, without much to do, I did what I always do. My homework, which my mom insisted I do the day before. I didn't listen, It's a problem. I sat inside my home room class as the cheer team passed me by. They spotted me, and we had brief eye contact. I was the only other person in school.
"Wait, Stacy isn't that the guy you said kissed like a wet fish."
I imagine they didn't think I could hear them, I could. They waited to be further down the hall, but I could hear every word. The girl who spoke was Whitney. Her most notable traits were her southern accent, and auburn hair. I remembered this because my grandmother was also of southern descent.
"Yeah, what a dork he is now. He thinks getting a bike from daddy will change anything."
"I know right, it's so funny that people think they can use money to be relevant. It's like, loser!"
The girls laughed, and giggled. I was getting mad, I couldn't avoid hearing them. My range was permanent, and their insults kept going. Stacy was merciless, seeing me as the biggest mistake of her life. Saying it was pity that made her ask me out to the freshman dance.
I knew it was a lie, I knew most of it was her protecting her reputation. Stacy when we first arrived didn't want to get caught up in this popularity and clout chasing. Stacy got a taste when one of her pics got notoriety on socials. It was her first time posting anything really, however she got a lot of compliments from our classmates, and other schools. Now in this final form of hers, she'd say anything to sound important. Cheerleading was another excuse to be captured dancing, in flimsy outfits, for the lewd adults and boys. To be seen by people all over the state who came to watch our games.
There was one problem, I had an ego now, it had recently developed from fucking my mom and aunt. Making out with Jolene, often during lunch and recess. I felt like if I wanted, I could have any girl grovelling at my feet. I felt that I'd spent my whole life being spit on by people like her. Even Ellie was someone who was also on my shit list, but I had a soft spot for Ellie. I was perfectly fine letting her be, letting Ellie remain distant.
Stacy though was not as lucky, My disdain ran deep. I decided today was the day she experienced what being disgraced was like. As students poured in, I met up with Jake.
"Yo, Jake." We embraced.
We chuckled, and a few guys passed by. I stopped them, another group of guys on the team. More of Jake's friends, but they were cool with me. Bradley and Owen, two guys known for their antics. I knew they'd be up for this task. We stood around, eating our respective lunches and talking shit about our favourite teams. It was a real bromance, one which didn't happen often.
I knew that something was different, the way they treated me. The respect they gave me, I mean these two never had any interest in me. Here they were asking my opinion on the sports, movies and some of the girls in our school. I was accepted, my stature, my reputation was greater. I decided to use this opportunity to get my plan into action.
"So guys, I've got something crazy set up for lunch today."
"Crazy like what, you wanna prank a teacher."
"No, there's a cheerleader who wants to be part of a train."
"No way..." Brad said, excited but unbelieving.
"Who is it?" Jake asked.
"Stacy."
"So that why you asked if I remember her, dude you know like she's the most uptight bitch in this place right."
"I'm telling you, bro, she's up for anything."
"That's a grade A ass you got there you're offering." Owen stated.
"Trust me guys, it's more than A."
"This is a bit weird, why do you want us to do it?"
"I mean, if you don't want to."
Jake intervened, "don't listen to this jackass, I'm in."
Quickly Owen and Bradley agreed, I told them to show up to one of the less used bathrooms during lunch.
Later in English
I sat inside English class, with my favourite teacher, Mrs Robinson. Not necessarily my favourite subject, but still, who doesn't like a MILF PAWG. I'd not been able to meet up with Joleen for our regular make out session.
Joleen seemed a bit under the weather, during class. I could tell how low her concentration was.
"Are you okay?"
