A view into the life of the Daniels.
Erika Daniels, the Mother.
Roger Daniels, the Father.
And, Roger Jr. ‘Junior’ Daniels, the Son.
Tuesday nights were always the same in the Daniel’s household. Anal night.
Erika would have her white lingerie on for Roger; white stockings, red heels, crotchless panties and her tits swinging free as she received back-shots from her husband.
Her bleach blonde wavey hair swept over her right shoulder, she peered back at Roger over her left periodically. Sweat gathered on his forehead as he held Erika’s hips tight, a bead dripped down to be caught by his dark moustache. The slapping echoed around the master bedroom and his hand brought down on her right cheek echoed louder. She lets out a slight moan, looking back to smile, her full face of makeup, dark eyes, red lips and pearly white teeth send Roger over the edge. He feels his cock swell and balls tighten as he erupts into his wife’s asshole. With a grunt he pulls out, falling back onto the pillow letting out a long exhale.
He reaches to his side table and grabs a cigarette and lighter. Exhausted, he stares to the ceiling then to his trophy wife, ‘not bad for a 55 year old’ he tells himself with a smirk. Erika wiggles at her husband feeling his stare, cum escaping from her hole she gives a giggle, looks back to him and smiles. “Daddy need cleaning up?” biting her lip, Roger takes a long drag and nods. She crawls over and wraps her red lips round his cock, which was now beginning to soften. It wasn’t the biggest but it was his.
Erika knew her role in the marriage, she knew she was his prize and her job was to please him and look fuckable everyday as long as he’s bringing home the dollar. The boob-job he bought her definitely secured her place as a ten and the sexier she looks the more allowance she is given. She was younger than Roger at 38, but she doesn’t care what people think, they may call her a gold digger but she knows Roger loves her and will always look after her and their son Junior; And that’s all that counts.
Morning came, Erika already in full makeup, hair clean, fresh and flowing. Fingernails and toenails painted red. Her silk gown short and tight, cleavage on full display for her husband before work. She was preparing pancakes for breakfast, setting the table for her boys. Roger rushes through, suit on, tie already loose, stress emanating from him. Wednesdays were always big business meeting and high stakes so a big breakfast for the morning and his wife looking incredible are supposed to ease the tension.
“Where the fuck is Junior, he’s gonna be late for school!” Roger pacing, sipping a cup of coffee.
“Honey, let me worry about him eat your breakfast” She rubs his shoulders and places him in his seat. She kisses his cheek and exits the kitchen and upstairs to get her son up. She knocks at his door and begins to open “Junior? are you up?” she hears the sound of frantic rustling of bed sheets, Junior sits up, his lower half still covered.
“Mom! I’m…I’m getting up jeez” His face glowing red. Erika smiles “Breakfast is ready, come on your going to be late” His face red, avoiding eye contact. She exits, she knew what he was doing, ‘Teens’ she giggles to herself. Roger finished his breakfast, grabbed his suit jacket and gets up to leave.
“I’m off Sugar, wish me luck!” He kisses her on her lips and grabs her tight firm ass. Roger exits the front door, shortly followed by Junior. Junior was a shy, small, skinny boy. His light brown hair and fringe almost covered his face as he hangs it forward as he walks.
“No breakfast Junior?” He glances from the side, his eyes don’t meet Erika’s as he was looking a little down south of her face
“Um, No…I’m not hungry” He swiftly exits for school. He has always been a shy boy, maybe because his dad was such a strong and strict character or because he has such a small frame for his age.
Erika with a free day ahead of her decides to change into her Yoga pants and top and proceed to layout the room for some light exercise. Before starting she takes a few pictures for her Instagram showing her assets, she has a few thousand followers and is planning on growing her social medias in her spare time. She doesn’t take much notice to comments on her content as they are full of people telling her to do an OnlyFans or offering her money for sex. She would have considered it before she got married, she considered herself a free spirit and was extremely sexually active in her younger years. She occasionally misses handling a decent sized cock but she settles for her collection of toys in her alone time.
A few hours pass and she hears a commotion outside the front of the house on the street. Junior stands outside with a group of boys from his school. A larger boy, Brad, towers over him. Looking it him, it was hard to believe they were the same age. He was a foot taller at about 6ft, thick arms and legs, great physique, stubble on his chin with short dark hair. He leans forward to his face, taunting him. Junior avoids the eye contact, wishing him to leave.
“Fuck, you’re such a pussy Ju-nior!” He laughs as does his friends behind him. “Has anyone ever told you that you’ve got a punch-able face?” Brad smirks and clenches his fist. Junior squeeze his eyes shut, tenses up, awaiting the blow from the bully.
“Junior? Oh Honey your back!” Erika has opened the front door, saving Junior from a beating. She steps out in her white heels and short well fitted baby blue strapless dress and begins to walk down the front through the garden to greet Junior and his ‘Friend’. The 2 boys behind them turn and leave down the road, but Brad smiles his biggest smile yet “Hey Mrs. D!” he puts his arm around Juniors shoulders and gives a friendly wave. He leans in to Junior and whispers in his ear “I didn’t know your mom was a hot Milf”, Junior not expressing and still hanging his head “H..Hey mom”
“I don’t believe we’ve met, Junior never brings his friends over. I’m Erika, Juniors Mom” She smiles, trying to make the effort for Junior by showing her interest in his life. Brad looks her up and down, “Nice to meet you, I’m Brad! and can I say you look beautiful today Mrs. D” His confidence shining through almost made Erika blush.
“Can I get you boys anything? Juice?”
“That’s ok, I was just leaving. June was just about to give me his number, weren’t you June?” Junior is hesitant but nods, he just wants him gone as quick as possible. Brad hands him his phone, and Junior reluctantly enters his contact information. Soon after a ping on his phone, Brad has text him ‘MILLLLFFFFF!!’
“See you tomorrow June! Lovely meeting you Mrs. D” He looks her deep in the eye and smiles, like Junior wasn’t even standing there. Erika got a nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach. She watched him leave, he looked back a few times, his head held high. Junior pushed past and went inside, not saying a word.
Erika follows after him, “Well Brad seems nice, why don’t you invite him for dinner one night? That would be fun right?” Junior snaps “He’s not my friend!” and storms to his room. A knock on the door, Erika slowly peaks round the door. “Is everything ok sweetie?” Junior is sat at the end of his bed, silent, but breathing heavy, tense and angry. Erika sits next to him “Want to talk about it? What’s going on?” He sat quietly, building the courage to say something.
“Brad…..Brad is a bully”
“But he seemed so nice, that Brad?” Erika rubbed his back to comfort him.
“He takes my lunch money, he hits me, trips me. He gets everyone to laugh at me at school…..I…I don’t have any friends…”
She lets out a sigh, “Oh Honey, boys at school can be so mean….why don’t you grab yourself a shower and we can talk about this later.” He gets up and leaves to his adjoining bathroom, Erika’s eyes move to his phone. She quickly grabs Brads number from his contacts and enters it in to her phone.
‘Maybe I can reason with this bully’ she thinks to herself, he did seem to take a shine to her today.
Junior is showering, and Erika sits on the downstairs sofa, phone in hand ready to text the bully. The front door opens and slams “Fuck! What a day…!” Roger has returned from work, and he looks exhausted. Erika jumps up and moves to greet her husband
“Oh dear, you look exhausted..” She holds him and an idea enters her head, she smiles “…luckily I know a remedy for this” and she takes his hand and leads him to the sofa and sits him down. She stands before him, pulls down her top exposing her huge, round, perfect tits. Her nipples erect, she pulls on them a little, giving her husband a bit of a show. She proceeds to tie up her long blonde hair into a tidy ponytail and gets to her knees, unknowing that there is an additional viewer.
Junior sits a top of the stairs in the dark, towel wrapped on his lower half. He can see his Dads right leg, sat on the sofa, and the show his Mom is putting on for him in full view. As she dropped to her knees, Junior reaches under his towel. Roger leans back in the sofa, his head resting on the back his arms by his sides, he closes his eyes and enjoys Erika’s mouth. She licks up and down his shaft, circling the head in an attempt to get it hard. Her lips kissing the tip and the shaft, her saliva coating the whole thing. Once hard, she swallows the whole thing, then back up, looking up to Roger to see his enjoyment.
“Fuuuccckkk” he says softly, his stress leaving his body. She keeps deep throating his cock, up and down, up and down, letting little gag noises slip out. His cock isn’t long enough at about 4 inches to make her gag, lord knows she can take more but she knows he loves the noise. Junior watches as his Mom throats his Dads cock, he tugs on his cock and watches, he doesn’t blink, captivated by his own Mothers sluttiness. Erika continues, quickening her pace as she bobs up she catching something in the corner of her eye, or someone lurking in the dark. She almost goes up to see what it was but Roger quickly grabs her hair and forces her back down, he fucks her mouth at his pace. She almost forgets about the watcher as she gets caught up in the moment with her husband using her mouth.
“I’m cumming!” He gasps, as the first shot hits the back of her throat. He pulls out of her mouth and hits her chin and her magnificent chest. Roger Laughs “That… was just what I needed!” and proceeds to light another smoke. “When’s dinner ready?” Erika smiles, licking up the leftovers on his cock. “Well, dinner will be a tad delayed now. Let me go wash up and I’ll get it sorted. Want me to get you a whiskey?” He nods and she fetches him a glass. As she pours him a drink, she thinks about what she saw, ‘It couldn’t have been Junior? could it?’ she thought. She grabs a quick shower and begins dinner.
Dinner was a success. Junior had his in his room, and Roger has drunk a little too much and is having an early night. Erika sits with her feet up, glass of wine in hand watching trash TV.
She glances to her phone. ‘Should I….message that boy? Or will I make things worse?’ she ponders, but remembers the sad face of her son. She just has to try. She picks up her phone.
Erika: Hi Brad, this is Erika Daniels, Junior’s Mom. Can we talk?
A few moments passed, and her phone vibrates.
Brad: Hey Mrs. D what a surprise! Wasn’t expecting a message from you. I’ve always got time for a beautiful woman 😉
Erika laughs, her hand covering her mouth. ‘So he was nice because he fancies me?’ she shakes her head smiling and begins to reply.
Erika: Well. Junior seemed really upset when you left. He said you had been bullying him?
Brad: Bullying?! Ha, oh no you got it wrong Mrs. D, just having a little fun with him :’D
Erika: Well, maybe we could tone it down a bit. He really isn’t happy
Brad: I mean….I could but it ain’t just me, others will still be giving him a rough time. He doesn’t exactly stand up for himself. Makes him a target
She sighs with disappointment, her poor Son a target for the whole school, what could she do. Her phone vibrates again.
Brad: So what you up to? What are you wearing?
‘Is…Is he hitting on me?’ her eyebrows raise.
Erika: Excuse me?!
Brad: Just making small talk 😉 you looked amazing today! xx
Erika bites her lip, feeling a little flattered.
Erika: Well thank you very much, I’m just watching TV in my bath robe. How about you?
Brad: Nice 😉 can I see a pic?
Her mouth opens in shock. Maybe he’ll help with her Son situation if she just plays along for a while.
She sits back and covers most of her body with her robe, leaving just a little shot of her cleavage. She poses and lifts her phone up and snap. She sends the picture.
Brad: Mmmmm fuck me your so hot! xxx
Erika: lol! thank you but you can’t talk to me like that!
Brad: 😉 but your such a MILF! maybe, I could help June with this little bully problem….like a bodyguard?
Brad sends through a picture straight after his message. The image loads showing his massive cock. Erika’s eyes go wide, it looks impossibly solid and thick. This….this is a real mans cock!
“Fuck me!” She says in surprise, biting her lip. She shakes her head ‘This is wrong!’
Erika: What do you think you are doing! You cannot send me those kind of pictures!
Brad: Admit it, you like it.
Erika: I will not, this conversation is over.
A few minutes pass without a reply, and then a message comes through.. A video of him stroking his fat cock on his bed, his laptop out in front, on Erika’s Instagram page, specifically the pictures she took this morning.
Erika: Stop that right now!
Brad: God damn Mrs. D, your husband is a lucky man! How about you show me those tits? xx
Erika: How dare you! I will not!
Brad: You do it…and I’ll help your son. How about that deal?
A pause, biting her nail. Nervous.
Erika: No bullying?
Brad: No bullying.
Erika opens her robe, her perky tits out in the open, she poses for the camera, she almost couldn’t hide her smile. She felt naughty. Excited. Like she was young again. The picture is sent.
A minute or so goes by.
Brad: Fuck. I came so hard. You’re so fine Erika xxx
Erika: My part is done, you better do yours tomorrow!
Brad: Oh, don’t worry. we’ll be best friends for real.
She puts down her phone ‘Maybe this wasn’t a good idea’, she can feel how wet she has gotten. She moves her hand down, her clit is so sensitive. She closes her eyes and shakes her head. She finishes her drink and heads to bed.
Thursday morning, Erika is up before the rest to get ready for the day. She glanced at her phone to see another message from Brad.
Brad: Morning beautiful! I used that picture about 7 times last night 😉 just letting you know I’ll be over in the morning to ‘escort’ June :’D
‘He needs to stop messaging me, what if Roger sees’ she sighs and picks out a short red dress, tight fitting and flattering on her chest. She does her makeup, red lips to match the dress, eyeliner, foundation. Black heels on she walks into the bedroom to a waking Roger.
“Fuck me, you look good today! what’s the occasion?” Roger sliding out of bed to caress his wife’s long legs.
“Oh, I just wanted to give you something to look forward to after work” She goes in for a kiss, “I’ll go sort your breakfast.” Roger watches her leave, his cock throbbing. Breakfast is served and Roger is fed and already out the door. Junior still hasn’t left his room. Erika moves to the stairs to wake him but she hears a knock at the door.
She opens the door to find Brad, leaning against the frame, “Wow, looking good Mrs. D! where’s he at?” he walks past her, into the hallway to look around.
“Um…he….I think he’s still in his room.” Erika is overcome with a wave of intimidation and tension, ‘He seems so…dominant!’
“Oh really?” He looks Erika up and down and moves close, his shadow casting over her “Maybe. I could…see them again?” His hand moves to the top of her dress strap.
She walks backwards only to be backed up to a wall, breathing deeply, “No…This…This is wrong.” He traces his thumb on her lower lip, and she looks up to his eyes.
“Come on, just a little something for the bodyguard” he presses up against her, his massive cock pulsating against her leg. He kisses her on the lips, Erika reluctantly kisses back. He steps back, unzipping his pants, releasing his cock. Erika is speechless. It’s even bigger in person. She gulps.
“We….I can’t….Junior will be down soon.”
“Best hurry up before he sees then” He pushes down on her shoulders so that she falls to her knees, “Open wide!” Her mouth slowly opens and his cock is forced in. She was shocked at the speed of how things escalated, she had no control. He was sliding in a few inches at a time, with so many more to take. He took her head in his hands and began to fuck her throat. She was gagging for real this time, “Take it…..Take it Slut” He gave no mercy, taking full control, taking what he wanted, fucking her throat as hard as he liked. Her eyes were tearing.
“Fuck, I’m cumming!” her eyes opened wide, but no escape. He came and he came, pushing deeper into her throat, it felt like he was depositing it all directly in to her stomach. She had no choice but to swallow every last drop. He pulls his long snake out of her, leaving her gasping for breath, eyes bloodshot.
“Fuck I needed that” A door opens upstairs, Erika quickly gets to her feet and wipes her mouth and dries her eyes. Brad slides his semi-hard cock back into its cage.
“Hone…” she clears her throat, the taste of cum fills her mouth “Honey, Brad….Brad is here for you for school. You don’t want to be late.”
Junior slowly comes down stairs, seeing Brad and becoming cautious.
“You OK Mom? …you look li..”
“I’m fine honey….. just a late night! Enjoy school”
“Bye Mrs. D” He smirks leaving with Junior.
Erika shuts the door behind them, turns her back to the door and slouches back against it, “What have I done…” she mumbles. She looks back at the floor where she had been kneeling…a wet patch. But she knew that her mouth was pretty much air tight. She touches under her dress. She is soaking wet, she hadn’t been wearing underwear.
‘Fuck! I can’t ever let him know I enjoyed this, he’ll never stop!’ She looks back at her wet fingers. She can’t remember that last time she was this wet. She puts her fingers in her mouth, savoring her taste. She stands up and rushes to her room, she needs to take care of this now. She goes to her bedside drawers and pulls out a thick long 9 inch dildo and some lube, as she applies her phone vibrates.
Brad: How was it? Did you enjoy the taste? 😉
Erika: I can’t believe what you did! I’m not your slut!!!
Brad: Not yet
‘I can’t believe this asshole. He’s like all the guys I used to date!’ she was furious, but her pussy was excited. Dripping at the thought of an asshole and his big dick. She grabs the dildo by its base, lies back spreads her legs wide and begins to fuck herself. Hard and fast she screams in pleasure, her eyes rolling she cums. She cums to the thought of her Sons bully.
Erika showers and fixes her makeup. She heads down and has a full clean of the house including a mopping of the floor. She sits and calms herself with a small glass of wine, not to only to destress but to remove the remnants of taste of the bully.
The front door opens, Junior steps through. Erika stands up, expecting Brad to follow after him but no. “Hi Sweetie, how was your day?” She walks over to get ready to comfort him, she didn’t believe for a second Brad would stick to his end of the deal.
“Um…yeah, it was ok….” Junior seemed to manage a smile.
“That’s good!” Erika said ecstatically, “Tell me all about it” She embraces him with a hug and leads him to the sofa, she walks through to the kitchen to grab him some cookies and juice. She places it down on the table in front of Junior and sits next to him.
“Well, Brad was kinda nice to me…We sat for lunch with a couple of other guys and…”
“Did he say anything else?” Erika nervously interrupted him.
“Um not really, just that he took things too far, trying to look tough. But yeah it was cool hanging out with people.”
“Oh baby! That’s fantastic, see I knew he seemed like a nice boy” She hugged his head, giving him a kiss on the side, “Why don’t you invite him for tea one night?”
Erika just blurted that out, unsure if she meant to say that, or was it an urge to see him again ‘What was I thinking? Why did I say that?’
“S-Sure, I’ll text him” He finished his snack and heads to his room.
“Fuck” Erika mouthed to herself, and sat heavily back into the sofa. She picks up her phone, ‘Maybe I should thank him’ she thinks, ‘better to have him on your side than against you’
Erika: Thank you for today, he seems a lot happier.
Brad: Pleasure was all mine 😉 You make it worth it for sure!
Brad: Annddd looks like your inviting me for dinner tomorrow night
Erika: Yes…but we cannot do anything! I’m happily married! What we did was for Junior.
Brad: Whatever you say 😉 Just one more thing
Erika:….what?
Brad: Wear something really slutty for me tomorrow 😉
Erika puts down her phone letting out a big sigh, her head in hands.
Roger crashes through the door, dropping his bag to the floor, head up in the air. “Everything ok honey?” Erika jumps up to meet him at the door.
“No…no, I’m going to have to go away for a couple of days.” Roger places his hands on his hips, dropping his head. “Really? But why?”
“Some client wants a meeting in person, but they are at the other end of the country. Plane tickets have been sorted and accommodation is being arranged, I set off tomorrow morning”
Erika doesn’t say a word, she just rests her head on his shoulder. She realizes that tomorrow Brad will be here, and Roger won’t. This is a disaster. A mix of stress and strange excitement overcomes her as she thinks it through her head. She grabs Roger by the hand and looks him in the eye “Fuck me Roger!” Roger loosens his tie, smiles and leads her to the bedroom. “We have to be quiet though, Junior is back” They get to the bedroom and close the door. They kiss ferociously as Erika unbuttons his shirt and Roger unbuckles his belt, slipping down his pants. They back to the bed and Erika drops to her knees, immediately servicing his cock, sucking hard and fast, taking every inch.
“Fuck that’s amazing, you look so slutty” He says in a hushed voice. ‘Slutty’ Erika thought, the exact words Brad used just moments ago, her pussy now dripping wet. She crawls onto the bed, bent over on all fours she presents her wet pussy, and places her hand between her legs, slides 2 fingers in her slit and then proceeds to rub her clit.
Roger mounts her thrusting his cock into her ready hole. He presses her head into the bed sheets to muffle her moans and within 30 seconds, he began to cum. Another 30 seconds passed as they both pant, he removes himself from her and stands.
“My god, that was incredible” He wipes his forehead and then his chin, cracking a smile while staring at his naked wife, “I’m gonna grab a quick shower babe”
She smiles back at him as he leaves to shower, the smile quickly fades as she needed more. She needs longer, bigger, stronger.
She moves to her wardrove mirror, and sways side to side, looking at her body. She opens the door to look at an outfit for tomorrow. A slim black low-cut dress catches her eye. She picks it out and places it on her body. Perfect, she thought.
It was Friday morning and Erika and Roger were packing for his trip, enough clothes to last a few days. Erika tried to persuade Roger for morning sex in hopes that she would be taken care of before the dinner tonight with Junior and Brad.
Roger was tense and rushing to get out, he hated meetings but he hated flying even more. “Take care babe, I’ll do something special when you get back” Erika says, winking suggestively.
“I can’t wait” Roger replied kissing his wife’s cheek, picking his case up he leaves to the taxi waiting outside.
Junior jumps down almost excited following his father out the door “Bye Mom, see you tonight with Brad for dinner” He kisses her too on the cheek and leaves out the door, Brad stood outside waiting. He catches Erika watching and gives a wink and they both walk on down to school.
She takes a deep breath. She puts on her tight running leggings and crop top, sunglasses, hair in a ponytail and her running shoes on.
She heads out the door and puts in her earphones with her running playlist. As she walks off down the road she puts her phone up for a picture, capturing her full outfit, pouty lips and even her ass in her tight bottoms. She knew Brad would see it but she couldn’t just stop posting because of him. She sets off running.
Erika decides to take a video for her feed, she records herself on her run, first viewing her fresh face, beautiful skin and pink lips, she lowers the camera to her torso, her tits slightly bouncing in her top. Moving to the side, her ass in full view, so full in her pants ready to spill out.
Her watch buzzes later on, she uses it to monitor her heartrate but it also linked to her phone. It’s a message from Brad.
Brad: Hot post Mrs. D, I’ve had to take myself off to the bathroom 😉
Erika cracks a smile and continues her run.
She arrives home and heads straight to the shower. Coming out, her hair wrapped in a towel, she looks at her perfect body in the mirror. Admiring how perky she is, she smiles and opens the wardrobe. The black dress presents itself, was she really going to put that on. She picks it out and puts it to the side.
Hair dried, she applies her makeup. Her eyes dark, sparkling shadow on her eyelids. Reddish blusher, and a slightly darker deep red lipstick to go with the dress. No underwear, she pulls up her dress. It was so low, her cleavage looking immaculate, the side of her tits still visible, nipples slightly poking through. It was her shortest dress, barely covering her ass, even slightly bending over would reveal everything.
She clips on her black heels, her legs look so long. Admiring herself in the mirror, she knows that she will impress Brad. She turns her back to her mirror bending slightly, “maybe I should put on some panties” she laughs and grabs a thin black thong, pulling them up to complete her outfit.
“I’m gonna show that boy what a woman looks like. I’ll show him who’s in control. He’ won’t know what to do with himself” She giggles, gives a spin and heads down to wait for the boys.
The boys come through the door, Brad looks around, scanning the house. Erika comes round the corner from the front room to greet the boys.
“Welcome home boys, who wants Pizza for dinner?” The boys stare, remaining quiet.
“I’m gonna….put…my bag upstairs” Junior runs up the stairs to avoid the awkward situation, he can’t deny how good his Mom looks.
Brad adjusts his pants, “Damn Mrs. D, you look so hot! Guess you took my request” He approaches her slowly his hand moving to her chest.
“Nah-ah-ah, no touching” Playfully slapping his hand away, “Tell Junior I’m ordering pizza” She looks Brad in the eyes, and turns to walk to the kitchen, she could feel his eyes all over her ass. She felt empowered.
She orders pizza for the boys, “Boys, the pizza is ordered! You guys going to play PS5?”. They come down and Junior grabs the controller off the side and jumps onto the sofa.
“I’ll take that as a yes, pizza will be about an hour” She stands behind the sofa where Junior is playing. She feels a hand cup her ass making her jump a little. Brad appears to her left.
She tries not to react. He lift up the back of her dress to see her ass in the thong. She looks up to him, feeling herself getting flustered.
“Brad you want the first game?” Junior says, captivated by the game. “No, I’m all good dude. I’ll get the next one need to warm up my fingers first” He smirks, Erika giving him an intense stare telling him to shut up. His fingers slide down her crack moving under her dress.
He begins to slide his finger directly on her slit over her thong. She takes a deep breath, biting her lip. He pulls and moves the thong to the side, and places his middle finger at her hole. She turns her head sharply to Brad, and mouths the words “Stop”.
He sticks it in, her mouth making an ‘O’ shape, her body tenses and leans. He sticks it in and out, sliding it in so easily you can almost hear how wet she is. She covers her mouth so not to any make noise, being just feet away from her Son. She looks up lustfully to him, her legs beginning to shake.
“Damn it! We lost..” Junior’s sudden outburst. Brads finger pulls out, “Ah, almost dude. My turn?” He calmly walks around the sofa and sits on the sofa next to Junior. Erika takes leave to the kitchen, getting herself a glass of wine. ‘Get a hold of yourself Erika’ she takes a big gulp and tops it back up.
She heads back in and sits in the armchair to the left of Brad, he can see her in the corner of his eye.
“Ah come on Brad, you said you were great at this game!” Junior engrossed in the video game. Brad was clearly getting distracted by Erika and she knew it, she wanted to get him back.
She crosses her legs, moving her finger to her mouth, biting her nail ever so slightly, resting it on her lower lip. His concentration was broken and getting frustrated.
“Fuck!….I mean…lost too. Sorry for the swearing Mrs. D”
She smiles relishing in a small victory “That’s okay. Pizza will be here soon boys” She gets up and walks to the stairs, “Just going to grab some money”
“I’m gonna take a piss” Brad says to Junior, and gets up to follow Erika up the stairs.
Erika steps into her room and moves to her side table to get her purse, when all of a sudden the door shuts behind her. Spinning round she sees Brad standing against the door.
“Fuck you look hot” Brad smiles, his hand against the door.
“You can’t be here” Erika tries to push past to leave.
“Don’t act like you don’t want it. I felt that wet pussy.” He pushes her back, his hand at her neck, holding firm but not tight, he pushes her back against the wardrobe.
He releases her, and sits on the bed. He pulls out his hard cock, “Just a taste”, Erika walks over and stands before him “This is the last time”, she didn’t want to say no to that cock.
She gets to her knees and holds the long shaft, her tongue out she looks up at him, licking the tip. She strokes the long pole and sucks his massive balls, licking all the way back up to his head.
Brad moans, his cock throbbing, balls swelling. The doorbell rings. Pizza has arrived. She gives the tip a suck, “Looks like times up” She stands up, adjusting her dress. She grabs her purse and heads down, shortly followed by Brad.
The three of them sit in the lounge eating pizza on the sofa, watching a movie on Netflix. Brad in the middle, Junior on his right, Erika on the left. “Can I get you guys a coke?”,
“I can get them Mrs. D” Brad leaps up to the kitchen, he has a plan. He pours coke in 2 glasses, he spots a bottle of vodka under the counter, he adds some to Juniors drink and a splash for himself.
‘If that little bitch Junior passes out drunk I can have her all to myself’ He comes back through, “Drink up” he winks at Junior. Junior smiles in his cup taking a sip and wincing, ‘My first alcoholic drink’ feeling grown up and proud.
An hour goes by, Brad brushing his hand on Erika’s leg has really built tension and Junior is a few drinks in. ‘The room is spinning’ Junior rubs his eyes and stands, “I think. I think I need to go lie down”
“Everything ok dear? The movie hasn’t finished” Erika concerned, glances at Junior. She knows he’s drunk and glares at Brad. “I’m okay, just…too much pizza” He stumbles off.
“You got him drunk!?” Erika whispers aggressively. Brad chuckles, placing his hand on her thigh. “Now. Where were we” pulling out his fat, semi-erect penis.
“No! No, I’m not doing this anymore!” He puts his arm around her.
“Listen here Slut, you better do it if you want June to keep being happy” He begins to slowly stroke it, getting bigger and bigger. Erika can’t look away.
He places his hand on the back of her head and guides her down, her mouth opens to take it. She starts to suck, slowly bobbing up and down, one hand twisting and stroking the shaft as she worked it.
“Fuck! Who’s a good slut?!” She can’t believe she is in this situation yet she has never been so aroused. She gets up and stands before him, she shifts her straps on her shoulders to the side and her dress drops.
Brad stares, weighing up his new options, he knows she is his to do as he pleases. He gets up grabs, he places his hand on her breast, giving the nipple a pinch, he moves his thumb to her lips which she instinctively sucks.
He throws her to the couch, she scoots up her legs spread, her tight wet pussy ready to take. He kneels on the couch, his thick rod at her entrance, and stares her in the eyes. He starts to slide in, coating his meat with her juices, her eyes rolling back. This is exactly what she wanted.
He pushes deeper. Deeper. Deeper, until she bottoms out. He thrusts in and out, plowing her into the cushions of the sofa, her body bouncing with the force, her tits bouncing with the momentum.
She starts to moan, she doesn’t mean to but she can’t help it, ‘Please Junior don’t hear this’
“I’m gonna fuck your brains out bitch!” Brad going hard, Erika’s pussy is ready to blow, she can feel herself cumming. His hand pressing into her neck was the final straw for Erika, as she came hard, her legs shaking, body twitching.
He pulls out, her body deflating into the sofa, he grabs her by the hair and pulls her head up back to his cock. With one hand under her chin and another on her head he starts to fuck her mouth. In and out, he makes her gag on every thrust, her saliva building up and flowing on her chin.
“You like this slut?” he pulls out for her to speak and the brain dead bimbo Milf nods, sticking her tongue out for more. Brad gladly complies. 10 minutes go by of him fucking her mouth, “I think it’s time to change it up” he grabs the belt from his pants and puts it around her neck; the submissive Erika does not resist.
“A leash for the slut. Let’s take this to your room.” He walks, leading her up to her bedroom. Once in he shuts the door, “On your knees and crawl” Erika does as she is told. “Good bitch. To the bed” She crawls up on the bed, hands and knees a position she’s familiar with.
He drives himself in whilst yanking the belt, her head and hair whipping back to look back at her new master. She lets out a yelp, “Stick out your tongue”, her tongue rolls out from between her smudged red lips. He spits in her mouth, Erika not even flinching.
He pounds away from behind, filling every inch of her insides, she can feel her stomach bulging. “Aren’t you glad that I bullied your pussy ass Son?” He taunts her, “Yes” she struggles to get words out with the belt restricting her airways.
His thumb presses firmly into her tight asshole, and continues the brutal fucking of her hole.
“Your holes are mine”
“All. Yours”
“Even if I keep bullying that little bitch”
“….Yes.” She can’t contain herself, she needs it.
His cock is pulsating, he’s ready to blow. “On your knees” like a good whore she stumbles to her knees, tongue out. Brad strokes his tool, aiming right on her face. He erupts.
Streams of cum fire out, a barrage of thick white hot semen, blasting her face, landing in her hair, covering her tits. It seemed to go on for a while, he came buckets.
She swallowed what little landed in her mouth, her legs and body still quivering. He takes a step forward, his still hard cock throbbing, he slaps on her face gently. She takes it in to her mouth like a trained whore and sucks it clean.
He stretches, “That. was fun. It’s getting pretty late best head to that guest room.” Erika glances at the time, they’ve been at it for almost 2 hours. She stands up with him. He uses his thumb to wipe some cum off her cheek into her mouth which she gladly accepts.
“Guessing I taste good then?” He laughs, “The best.” Barely able to stand she collapses onto the bed. Brad laughs, and exits the room.
Erika looks down at her body then to the side where the mirror is; she was a complete mess, a total slut. For her Son’s bully. Yet, she has never felt so sexually fulfilled.
She smiles wide and sits. “Best get a shower then”, she mumbles.
To be continued…