My son's frenemy

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I am a single mom in my early 40s. You've been bullying my son for weeks now and I've had enough. I'm coming over to give you a stern talking to.
 
I'm Your Son's Bully

I am a single mom in my early 40s. You've been bullying my son for weeks now and I've had enough. I'm coming over to give you a stern talking to.

I am a 20yr old college student who is two years older than your freshman son Eric. I'm currently at the park hanging out with my buddies.
OOC: hope we can build something from that.
 
I drive up in my minivan alone. I am wearing a white sundress with black dots. I pull up and roll down my window wearing dark sunglasses and my dirty blonde hair is cropped with bangs.
"Hi, do any of you go to Middleburgh Community College?"
 
"Hi, do any of you go to Middleburgh Community College?"[/QUOTE]

I look up at the source of the question, haven't really seen her walk up to us. Her dirty blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes did little to hide the anger written clearly on her face.
"yes Ma'am," Mark a boy with pockmacked skin said, "Lyden here," pointing at me, "attend Middleburgh"
 
I jam the car in park and undo my seatbelt. The violent movements cause my DD breasts to jiggle beneath the thin sundress fabric. As I lean over to get out of the car, all three boys gaze down to see the pale, rippling flesh. The top of my lacy black bra peeks into view, then I stand and step out.
"Do you boys know Eric Cockle? He is also a student at Middleburgh." I place my hands on my hips with obvious attitude.
 
I jam the car in park and undo my seatbelt. The violent movements cause my DD breasts to jiggle beneath the thin sundress fabric. As I lean over to get out of the car, all three boys gaze down to see the pale, rippling flesh. The top of my lacy black bra peeks into view, then I stand and step out.
"Do you boys know Eric Cockle? He is also a student at Middleburgh." I place my hands on my hips with obvious attitude.

I could see the jiggling of her breast as she parked. Her black bra holding that volumcious beauty kept me mesmerized. She stepped out and asked if we know a boy called Eric who atends Middleburgh, maybe it was the desire to draw her attention to myself that made me say it or maybe it was just the effects of those knockers. I answered without thinking, "yes, i do know a whimp called Eric, has he gotten on your bad side ma'am?"
 
"Heh. Not exactly." I step toward you, pink heels clicking on the pavement. "He is very much on my good side and, I'll have you know, Lyden is it?, that he is my son. My name is Vanessa Cockle. Eric told me that you boys have been quite rude to him."
I step up to you. Even in my high heels, I am only at your chin height. I glare up at you with an intent stare. "Have you been picking on my boy about his name? Cockle?" I ask, smirking.
 
I knew there was something familiar about you, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes just like Eric. I took in the smell of your intoxicating perfume as you step up to me
"Vanessa Cockle," i say chuckling "i expected your son to be here telling me to stop, you see, my guys and i had no idea he hated it, he never told us to stop."
That was part lie, part truth. Even if he hated it, Eric was too scared a whimp to complain.
 
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I feel myself getting nervous as the three of you gather around me, all my height or taller. The manly smell of sweat and testosterone fills my nostrils. Despite your masculine presence, I steel myself, resolved to put you in your place.
"Well, my son is no wimp." I say, squaring up to you. I raise my index finger, pointing at you. "He will not be bullied and neither will I. Not by you-" I thrust my finger at you, jabbing it against your toned chest, "or your-" another poke, "friends!" a final poke.
My abrupt actions again cause my ample cleavage to ripple. You watch my jiggling breasts shamelessly.
"You boys leave him alone, you hear me?"
 
Suddenly i grasp your finger, not to the point that it'll hurt, but firm enough that you can't wriggle it out. I decide to take charge of the situaton, quickly glancing around the park, i notice it was quickly getting empty. It is getting late.
"Mrs Vanessa Cockle," i say to you, bringing my eyes to yours. "I don't like to be told what to do and neither do my friends."
I release your finger and gently ran my hands down your shoulder to your wrist, noticing the constant rising of your chest as my hand travels back to your shoulder and withdraw.
"it's getting late Ma'am, i suggest you start going," and putting on my most charming smile, i sincerly add, "i'll like to come and apologize to you and your son."
I could hear the gasps of surprise from my friends, apologizing was so not my thing.
 
Feeling your hands on me, I sense my confidence eroding. Your touch is strong and feels almost electric. I notice you staring down my cleavage. Your look coupled with your defiant hands on my bare shoulders sends a tremor through my whole body, collecting in my belly. I feel my pussy throb and moisten.
"Ahem!" I exclaim, drawing your attention to my eyes. "I will most certainly not allow you to confront my son in our home." I nervously smooth out my dress, but you maintain your hold on me.
"So there is absolutely no confusion, you are to stop harassing my son." I look around at your friends. "All of you are to stop being bullies right away. From now on, you will treat my son with respect!" I demand. "If you'd like to apologize, I'll gladly receive it right here and now."
OOC: I want you to humiliate me out here in the middle of the park. You can get my tits out. Maybe we start with oral, but after at least one of you guys cum, we can move to the back of the minivan.
 
The park was now empty from what i could see. My hands cup your face 'you want me to stop picking on your son, fine, i'll pick on you instead' i thought.
I bring your face to mine and gently kiss you. I could feel your body becoming receptive to my touch, your nipples standing proud and threatening the flimsy material.
 
You pull me in close and I feel your lips close around mine. I try to pull my arms in to push back, but you are too strong.
"MMMppph!" I feebly struggle in your grasp.
You close me in with your arms, pushing your chest against mine. Your sweat soaked shirt seeps into my dress, getting the front wet. My erect nipples poke through the dress, my bra and your shirt. A smile creeps over your face when you feel the hard nubs dragging over your strong chest.
My clenched fists beat against you. Then I feel an insistent poke from your groin against my upper belly, just below the bottom of my tits.
I break the kiss. "Wha... What are you doing?! This is not the apology I had in mind." I quickly glance around. The park is empty in the dusk. The sun is going down and street lights start to blink on around us.
You hold me at arms length as your friends gather around me. "Listen bitch, you'll be receiving something right here and now, but its not gonna be an apology," you say, grabbing your crotch. I feel your two boys close me in. Someone slips the shoulder straps of my dress down and the top of my bra becomes visible once again.
 
My hands snake down your body and into your skirt. You let out a slight moan as it comes in contact with your wet lace panties. "horny slut you are so fucking drenched already" i step back as mark's hands groped your massive tits from behind. You try to push away his hands but my stare crumbled your resolve.
"Mrs Cockle, you should co operate with us, things will be a lot easier that way," undoing my belt i add "afterall, you are trying to help your whimp not to be bullied anymore. Now Mrs Cockle," i release the belt and let my pants fall, i reach into my boxer and bring out my cock, a beautiful eight inch with great girth. "Suck my cock." i finish with a snarl.
 
I gasp loudly, then cover my mouth with my hands. My gaze is on your bobbing, 8" rod. I feel out of my own body as your friends squeeze my fleshy mounds. Before I can react, they've pushed my bra down too. My DD tits flop out into the open air, my nipples achingly hard.
"What do you think-" I start, but I lose my concentration, staring at your cock. You brandish it in one hand, wagging it at me. Precum flies out, smearing wetly on my dress. Finally I look up at you.
Even as your friends push my shoulders down, I protest. "You can't expect me to just suck your cock right here, Lyden," I say, sinking to my knees. The concrete of the road digs into my soft skin.
My eyes drop from your face to the cock aimed at my face. I notice something fleshy and pink in my peripherals. Your boys both have pulled their cocks out and have them aimed at me as well. I look up at you pleading.
"You boys have to be kidding. I am old enough to be your mother. I will certainly not be sucking any cocks tonight." I say smirking, kneeling in front of you with my tits out.
 
I grasp a handful of your hair and shove my dick into your already opening mouth, i almost cum as the tip hit the back of your throat, "relax and take it, you know you want it."
You start socking me, one hand going to cup my balls as your tongue swirl around the tip.
"get me on a fucking camera," i say to jason, who quickly brought out a digital camera from my bag on the bench. You try backing away as you see him starting to roll, but my tight grip on your hair told you your place.
I see your legs widen, your hand snaking down to touch your moist cunt.
I jerk your hand back, and painfullu pinched your breast through your bra, "no touching till i say so cockle"
I glance to my right to see mark beating his small dick, something i think was a 5 or 6. I knew he was waiting for me to give the signal. He'll have to wait though for you were my price. A ransom.
 
You surprise me by forcing your cock in my mouth. Some part of me knew this was going to happen, so I make sure my mouth is in line with your dick as you drive it past my lips. My eyes flash open wide when you hit the back of my throat. I feel your cock lurch, then a jet of precum sprays my tonsils.
"Maybe he'll cum and be satisfied," I think, but you don't ejaculate yet. It was just precum.
I cup your balls and more precum coats my tongue as I swirl it on the tip. I ignore the other cocks bobbing near my face, concentrating.
I look up and see the blinking red light of a cell phone pointed at me. I'm being recorded. At this, I try to protest, but you hold me down.
"I might as well try to enjoy myself," I think. Bobbing my head back and forth, I reach down to my aching slit, but you hold me back from pleasuring myself as well.
"Let's see how well you suck a cock first, before I let you distract yourself." You pinch my nipple roughly.
I feel you lift the back of my head by my short hair, giving you a better face-fuck angle. My hands go to your hips to control the depth of your cock in my throat, but you easily overpower my resistance.
"You are really giving it to her, bro," Jason comments, zooming in on the thick rod pumping between my fat, pink lips.
"Mmmmph!" I squeal pathetically. Your heavy balls slap my chin as you work your cock deeper into my throat. You drive particularly deep and pause, pushing past my throat. You feel pressure on your cock head as I swallow, trying to resist. My eyes squeeze shut and I gag loudly, spraying my spit and your precum onto your pubes and thighs.
 
I groan, an animalistic moan escaping from me as i go deeper.
"fuck! You horny slut!" with my hands holding your head in position i start face fucking you, i spurt a load of precum and withdrew my rod from your hot mouth, not quite ready to cum.
"you know Mrs Cockle, not everyone get what their names stand for." i nod to waiting Mark who quickly pushed his small tool into your gaping mouth. I see you grimace, whether from losing my dick or from gaining Mark's, i can't tell and i don't care. His hands quickly went to your bra which he yanked off, your volumcious tits were now on display not just to our eyes but also to my cam in jason's hands. He frantically started beating his cock, wanting to get off at the sight.
I see Mark's hand squeeze your tits gently, eliciting a stiffled moan from you. I chuckled at the sight. Glancing down i see you dripping, your hand traveling down only to stop at your navel and return back to Mark's hips.
"I bet she hasn't had a cock in her for months." i thought.
 
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"This is one of your fantasies right? To be banged by three guys in public. You horny bitch" i say
 
I swallow down your precum, slightly frustrated that I haven't gotten you off yet.
"I'll have you know," I say as you withdraw your dick, "Cockle is a British name that stands formmMMPH-" I am cut off when Mark jams his cock into my mouth. I grimace in shame.
I feel your young hands maul my breasts and your eager pricks pumping my mouth. It turns me on to be humiliated but the object of your horny desire. My pussy continues to weep, now dripping through my soaked panties. I almost touch myself, but remember how you admonished me earlier and stop myself.
I focus on pleasing Mark's smaller tool, opening my mouth wide and leaning into him.
"gah. gah. gah." I gurgle with each of his eager thrusts.
You crouch down long enough to slap my soft tits a few times each with your stiff rod. Your wet precum splatters everywhere and leaves wet spots on the pale skin of my breasts.
You then place my hand on your cock. I grab and stroke it automatically, recognizing you as the Alpha male of this group. I feel your hand grip my hair, so I pull my mouth off Mark and take your thick, long cock between my lips. My other hand cradles your balls as I moan.
"MMMMMMmmm?" I blink up at you, sucking you for all I'm worth. I'm trying really hard to get you off so this will all be over.
You watch my cheeks puff out comically with my effort, my hand tickling your balls.
 
"Banged in public?" I think, panicked. Sure, its gotten my very aroused, but what would Eric think? I mean, now that I'm on video...
 
I knew you were trying to get me off, sucking frantically as if your life depended on it. I feel myself getting close, the familiar churning in my balls was something i didn't expect so soon, this woman was a real pro.
Closing my eyes i started going faster, faster until i couldn't hold it anymore. My dam broke and i flood your mouth with my cum, i lock your head so that you swallow it all.
There was an audible pop as i pull out from your mouth, i see you stand and try to rearrange yourself.
"this isn't over Cockle," i say, enjoying the look on your face. Is that happiness inside those eyes, maybe i'm mistaking.
"we shall continue in the minivan." i announce walking past you towards the parked car.
 
"Excuse me?" I ask in disbelief. Yes, my pussy is still burning from the lack of attention, but I thought you'd let me go after blowing your load.
Your two cronies strong-arm me toward the car as you pop the back hatch. Your boys' dicks are still hard, bobbing furiously as they usher me past you.
"Listen, guys, I don't know what you had in mind, but you don't have to do this." I plead and struggle.
Inside my head, a little happiness flashes in my brain. I think, "Maybe they will fuck my horny MILF pussy..."Mark pushes my head down as I approach the back of the van and I feel a foot on my ass just before I'm kicked forward into the empty cargo area.
I tumble in with a shriek, sprawling onto the floor. I land on one of my other son's soccer bags, ass up. My dress has flipped up over my head and I hear laughing as the door slams shut.
 
I wanted to spank your ass until it becomes brick red but decided against it. I kick you instead, watching you tumble in only to be sprawled with your ass up. The guys roar with laughter as i slamed the hatch.
Walking into the minivan, i'm greatful it was a Nissan Engrad, the sheer space was perfect. I turn to look at you, my eyes hitting yours. At that moment i felt something, i originally wanted to just please myself and use the cam to blackmail you from reporting to the cops. Seeing you lying in the minivan sprawled, with your breast poking at me and your pussy begging to be touched got me interested in making you enjoy it.
I step up to you, and pushing you so your back is touching the floor i lay on top of you, my hard dick resting between your thighs. I bring my mouth to yours, at first you refuse my tongue but after sometime you gave in, and a battle for dominance started.
I stop the kiss and whisper into your ear, "i have no desire to hurt you slut, just go with it, i know you want to."
 
I raise your legs and yank away your skirt. Using my elbow to support me i continue kissing, this time my left hand travels downward.
 
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