Fucking School Bully in Order to Protect my Step-Son

Title: Fucking the School Bully to Protect my Step-Son

I was at my wit’s end. My step-son, Liam, was being tormented at school by the notorious bully, Jackson. It had gone on for weeks, and despite my pleas with the principal, nothing seemed to change. Jackson was a menace, emotionally abusing Liam, stealing his lunch money, and even shoving him into lockers. I knew I had to do something.

One evening, after another frustrating conversation with Liam about his ordeal, an idea struck me. I called Jackson’s mother, pretending to be a concerned teacher. I set up a meeting the next day at my house to discuss Jackson’s behavior. The following afternoon, he arrived, smug and arrogant as ever.

“Mom says I have to talk to you about my grades or something?” he said, fidgeting in his seat.

I smiled coyly. “Grades? Oh no, sweetie. That’s not why I called you here.” I walked over to him, swaying my hips. “I know about what you’ve been doing to Liam.”

His eyes widened. “I…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t play dumb with me, Jackson,” I purred, running my fingers along his jawline. “I saw the way you looked at me yesterday. I know you want me.”

“W-what?” he stammered, growing flushed. “I…I would never…”

“But you would,” I whispered, leaning in close. “And I want you too, Jackson. I want you so badly.”

I pressed my lips to his, kissing him fiercely. He resisted at first, but soon melted into the kiss, his hands roaming my curves. I pushed him back onto the couch, straddling him. “I’ll give you what you want, Jackson. But if you ever touch Liam again, I’ll destroy you. Understood?”

He nodded, eyes dark with lust. “Understood.”

I unbuttoned his pants, freeing his swollen cock. I licked my lips, wrapping my hand around his shaft. He groaned, thrusting into my grasp. I lowered my mouth, taking him deep. He tangled his fingers in my hair, guiding my movements.

“Fuck,” he growled. “Suck my cock, you slut.”

His words only spurred me on. I bobbed my head faster, slurping and stroking. Soon, he pulled me off, shoving me down onto the couch. He ripped open my blouse, exposing my heaving tits. He groped them roughly as I whimpered.

He yanked down my skirt and panties, pushing my legs apart. “Beg me to eat your cunt,” he commanded.

“Please, Jackson,” I panted. “Please, eat my pussy. I need your tongue.”

He dove in, lapping at my folds. I cried out, gripping his hair. He slipped a finger inside me, pumping as he frigged my clit with his tongue. He fucked me with his mouth and hand until I came hard, gushing all over his face.

He surfaced with a wicked grin, wiping my juices on his hand. “Delicious,” he chuckled darkly. “Now it’s my turn.”

He flipped me over, lifting my ass. He slapped my cheeks hard, leaving a red handprint. I yelped, arching into the pain. He grasped my hips, ramming his cock deep inside. I screamed as he filled me completely.

“Take it, you naughty girl,” he snarled, pounding into me. “Take my cock.”

His every thrust jarred me forward. The force rattled me to my core. I was lost in ecstasy and humiliation. He fucked me like a common prostitute, using me for his own pleasure.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “I’m gonna cum. Where do you want it, slut?”

“Inside,” I whimpered. “Fill me with your cum.”

With a final, brutal thrust, he spilled. He pumped load after load into my pussy, marking me as his. I clenched around him, milking every drop.

He collapsed on top of me, panting. After a moment, he pulled out, leaving me sticky and used. “This better not happen again,” he warned. “Or else.”

Dressed and presentable, he left, promising to keep his hands off my step-son. I knew it wouldn’t be the last time I had to use my body to protect Liam. But for now, the ordeal was over.

I went to tell Liam the good news. He hugged me tight, thanking me profusely. I held him close, happy to have solved the problem, even if my methods were less than noble. In a world of mean girls and schoolyard bullies, a mother must do what she must to protect her child. Even if it means trading her body for a little peace.