The Captain's last score (Closed for abcookie)

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The Cocks are winning.
It is, of course, no surprise. The score of 117-72 is the result of the talent of the whole team. Except Danny, who just can't block even if his life depends on it. And Steve, whose passes are just wrong. And Mike who can't score if he is more than five feet away from the basket. And let's face it, your son Dick too. The poor boy can barely bounce the ball.

The truth is that the school's team would have never get into the finals without the Captain, Diego Espora. The boy is a wonder, and everyone knows it. The cheerleaders sing his name and dance for him, the crowd of students show banners with his name, and the other moms that are sitting at your side cheer for him instead for their sons.

The athletic young boy (man?) seems both strong and agile. It is his dominant demeanor that keep the team together and his talent alone that guide them to victory. The kid knows it, and enjoys it, smiling to the cheerleaders and the moms, including you. A confident, even cocky smile that any woman, no matter what age, could fall in love with.

And when the game is over, and the Cocks win the Interstate High School Basketball Championship, everyone applause and cheer the Captain's name. The rest of the boys, almost embarassed, come closer to their mothers, no doubt tring to get a word of encouragement or recognition. Sad part is that the women only touch their sons to move them out of their way to greet the latino boy that has become a hero in the school's sport annals.

And then, with the same spirit of wanting to hear that he has done well, Dick comes to you.

 

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Rachel Ellis, 39. 5'4"

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As the crowd began to storm the court, Rachel saw her son, Dick, approach her. She was happy for her son and his team's victory, but she was mostly captivated by the performance of the young, swarthy star. She had heard about Diego and his legendary performances on the court, but since she was often busy with giving piano lessons, cooking dinner, and just trying to get anything done around the house, she had never actually seen him or her son play. Due to the major implications of tonight's game, she made an exception. During the game, Rachel couldn't help but notice how attractive and muscular he was. It was like looking at a statue. His cocky smile was infectious as well. She started to see some of the cheerleaders surround him and wondered what kind of night would be in store for Diego. To be young again, she thought.

"How were we?" she heard her son ask as he approached her.

"Oh, you were great," Rachel replied snapping out of her trance. Even Rachel knew her answer was a bit of a fib. Dick only played the last two minutes when the game was well in hand. And he didn't even play well during those two minutes. "Come on, we're picking your dad up from the airport, and then we're having dinner."

As they walked she started to gaze back at Diego, who was now at center court being interviewed. Just then, there eyes met for the first time. She couldn't stop looking at his face and his smile. He then gave her a little wink. She was completely thrown by his bravado, but at the same time flattered. She smiled back and brushed her hair as she turned away from him but quickly gave him one last look as she walked towards the exit with her son.

The entire night that wink was in the back of her mind. Sometimes she would focus on how crass she thought it was, but a part of her found it very intoxicating to catch the attention of the young star. In fact, thinking about it really started to rev her up as she went to bed with Warren, her husband. When he was heading to bed, she flipped the covers down to reveal she was naked.

"Uh, not tonight, babe. I'm just so tired," he said to Rachel as she tried to coax him.

So Rachel started to toss and turn, aroused but unsatisfied, as her husband slept soundly next to her. She began doze off after a while, and not long after she began to dream. The setting of her dream was familiar enough -- she was in her bedroom. But now she was wearing some lingerie she had purchased a year ago but had never gotten around to using:

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There was also another figure standing at the foot of the bed. It was Diego. He was standing there with just a pair of his basketball shorts on.

"This is so wrong, Diego. I'm married," she said as her hands started to rub against the bed. She couldn't contain herself.

"I know, but I can't just stop myself when I look at you. I want you."

He climbed down onto the bed with her and leaned his face into hers.. Instead of fighting him, Rachel grabbed the back of his head and opened her mouth. Their tongues explored one another as she felt his hard cock press up against her.

"Take me. Fuck me," Rachel whispered.

Soon all the clothing came off and she felt his young cock slowly slide in her.

"Oh, fuck. That's it, baby. Give it all to me!"

His tempo started to increase as he pinned her by the wrists and pumped faster. She then wrapped her legs around his muscular backside.

"Yes that's it baby! Don't stop! Cum inside of meeee--"

And then Rachel woke up. It was over all too fast. She was now flustered even more than when she first went to bed.

"That's it!" she thought. She had an itch that just needed to be scratched. So, still naked, she got up from bed and went down the hall to the office room. She went on the computer and started searching Facebook to see if she could find any pictures of Diego. Luckily, she was able to find one of him at the beach shirtless and displaying of his six-pack. She leaned back in her chair and began to play with herself.

"That's it...yesyesyesyes," she said under her breath. She closed her eyes and began focusing on his body and the way she imagined his hard body would feel. She continued whispering, "This is so bad. Don't stop. Don't stop."

She began to feel an orgasm building up as her unoccupied hand grabbed the back of the chair. Then it hit her. The sensation became so strong she let out a high-pitched moan that was louder than she anticipated. It was an incredible feeling. She laid still in the chair smiling and with her eyes still closed. Her face was now buried in her upwards-stretched arm. She couldn't remember the last time an orgasm felt that intense.

After a couple of minutes she went back to bed. Getting to sleep was much easier this time around. She was now relaxed and satisfied.

Until the next time she saw Diego...

 

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Dick suddenly woke up, wanting to scream, but unable to do so. He just looked around him, and realized that it was all a nightmare. What he dreamt didn't happen and that made him breath relieved. Still disturbed, he decided to take a glass of water to calm down, and sleep again. The nightmare he had was horrifying, not only for the nature of it, but also for how easy it could become true.

The fresh water helped to calm his sore throat and wash away his fears. His mother would never betray her family. She was a proper lady, devoted to her husband and her children. Even more, she told him that he had been great. Yes, he had little to worry about.

Just when he was returning to his bed, he saw a vision that froze him. It was his mother, totally naked, going to the office room. Walking slowly to not being discovered, he got closer to the room's entrance, the dim light of the hallway helping him to be able to look inside without being noticed. There she was, his own mother watching a facebook photo of his bully, Diego Espora. He hated him, and made him hate basketball too. But he was too afraid to do nothing but obbey, hoping that his mother would deny his advances. Now before him, there was the proof that she was just a woman, just like the moms of Danny, Steve and Michael. And, like Diego told him, no woman could resist him.

Unconsciously, his hand went to his crotch finding his penis erecting, the arousal caused by the beautiful woman's self satisfaction looking at the image of a true alpha male more powerful than the shame caused by his mother masturbating thinking in his bully. He begun to caress himself, matching the tempo of his mother's hand. The teenager's needs were aroused by his mother's lust, till the point that he was about to cum... watching his naked mom fingering herself and wanting the cause of his fears. He wanted to stop, wanting to show respect to his mother, so she could respect him back. He wanted her to stop.

"This is so bad. Don't stop. Don't stop."

His mother's words sealed his fate. He continued jacking off, till the moment he came, whimpering softly with his hand covering his cockhead to not stain the floor. His knees got weaker and he had to lean against the wall for support. He felt himself low, humilliated. A feeling that his mother deepened when she moaned her orgasm dedicated to his bully.

Dick could barely walk back to his room. Not caring even in washing his hands, he just get into the bed and closed his eyes, crying.

After all, he realized, he was still in the nightmare.

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Fifteen blocks aways, in the bedroom of a typical family home, a similar, but still different scene was developing.

There was a woman in his early forties on all fours on the bed, allowing a man who was not her husband inside of her. The sweat, a byproduct of the best session of sex in her life, made her ebony skin to glitter under the light of the lamps.

"Oh God, Diego, you are the best!" she screamed as her pussy tightened around the stud that taught her the meaning of the word orgasm.

"You have such a tight little pussy, Mrs Rockwell." Diego Espora grunted with his hands gripping her neck and holding her waist. He loved to exercise his dominance over any woman he could get laid, but this was a very special occassion for him. He was fucking the wife of the basketball team's coach as a Champion. And Champs always get prizes.

"Andrew, move the camera down, I want you to film my cock entering her fuckhole."
His prize was a porno, featuring him and the wife of his coach. And with the professional hands of the filmmakers club president, it was going to be a good one.

Andrew silently obbeyed the boy that hit him so hard last week that he returned home with bruises all over his body. The soaking wet cunt welcomed Diego's manhood inside of the woman, capturing perfectly the differences of skin tone in a beautiful portrait of lust over racial differences. The woman felt his hand taking hold of her hair and pulling it to raise her head. She let him do, as always. She wanted to feel his breathe on her neck, while being on her knees and shaking her ass for the Captain of the Cocks.

"You are the Champion, take your prize, take it! Fuck this married pussy!" She cried, feeling her ecstasy building up, as the hero of the town was now enjoying the feeling of her large breasts on his hands. His hips constantly hit her ass, in a rhythm that he knew was the right one for her level of pleasure. "Andrew, move and take a good shoot of us fucking. I want you to film her tits in my hands."

The boy obbeyed without a word. The humilliation of them using his art for this was bad, but the heat of the scene unfolding in front of his eyes was far worse. He wanted her, but could not possible have her. He had been wanting her since the first time he discovered her as a woman, horny for the boy that mocked him at school. It was too much for him. He only needed a close up to the face of the horny MILF to came in his pants, not even having to jack off to unleash his orgasm and drench himself.

Mrs Rockwell lifted an arm behind her back to hold her loverboy's face, searching for his mouth to muffle her moans as she came hard for Diego. He kissed her, and while he was enjoying the total corruption of his coach's wife, he begun to remember another woman, a certain brunette that didn't fall in his web yet. A woman that has been in his mind since that day where she saw her picking her son Dick up from school. A devoted and proper wife that would soon be at his beck and call. Just like Mrs Rockwell who was now laying on the bed in the bliss of her orgasm.

"Andrew, don't you lose the close up on her face." Diego ordered and moved at her side, jacking himself off, aiming to the coach's wife beautiful face. It was enough to make her realize his intentions and move her head to lick his cockhead, inviting to complete the deed. And Diego came all over her face, painting her ebony skin with the warm, sticky and thick seed, marking her as his property.

"Andrew, edit this shit and upload it. And put a link of it in your facebook." He ordered to the camera boy. Andrew just opened his eyes in horror. He tried to refuse, shaking his head, not being able to believe that he has just told him that. But he was cut by Mrs Rockwell herself.

"Andrew, don't you dare to disobbey us. You are going to your room and do what Diego said right now!" She had little patience for him. And couldn't believe that Andrew played an important part in her life months ago. "You... you came seeing us? Oh, my, god, you are so pathetic! Get out of my sight right now!" she hissed, but immediately turned to be in front of Diego's cock again, opening her mouth to clean and worship lovingly his cock. Her face could wait. In fact, she may not wash it at all.

Andrew cried. And as he turned to exit the room and go to his own, he whispered his first words in the entire night. "Yes, mom."

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The next morning, all the Eris family followed their usual routine. Rachel got up, got a shower, got dressed and kissed her husband good morning to wake him up. Next were her children, always with the same kiss on their foreheads.
Only Dick didn't kiss her back.
And then breakfast. All the family was happily chatting and congrulating Dick for the championship. But he only gave a few stares to his mother and was kept to himself. He was obviously not in the mood of talking. In fact, he only opened his mouth to talk to his mother before leaving.
"Mom, please don't go to the school today. I will walk home. It is not a big deal. Just... don't pick me up. OK?"