Shoplifting Has Its Consequences
Copyright© 2025 by Rachel 42
Chapter 20: Bruised Boobs
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 20: Bruised Boobs - A young teen is caught shoplifting and pays the price.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Blackmail Fiction True Story Incest First Masturbation Petting Squirting
The first five games of the season went very well for us; we won four and lost once. After each win, with the encouragement of our captain, it was my duty to either get topless or lift my top and bra and bounce my tits for the team as they all chanted my new nickname “Boobs, Boobs, Boobs” it was a fun tradition that truly made me feel like I was finally accepted, some may think it was a weird tradition, but it made the team happy and we all had fun with it.
We were about two months into the school year; I was a week away from turning sixteen. On this day we were to play game six of our season; it would be played later that evening on our home court. I met up with Laura earlier that day. I knew that her boyfriend Norm was away at college and was wondering if she had been in touch with him.
Laura told me: “It’s like this Rachel; he is a couple of years older than I am, I don’t hear much from him anymore, I am sure that he is fucking other college chicks, it hurt at first, but now I realize that he was just a fling, there are lots of boys here at school, and if I want to go out on a date or just get laid, there are lots of fish in the sea.”
I answered her: “I am sorry to hear that about Norm, but you’re right Laura, there are lots of guys here, and they are all looking for the same thing, you just got to find the right ones.”
We talked about a couple of the guys she had been dating recently, what she had done with them and where she might find her next date. Laura had been a lot more sexual recently than I knew; she told me all about what she had done, and with whom. I was happy for her, and I told her so.
We talked about the game that we would be playing that night, we talked about some of our teammates, who we thought might be doing what with whom, just girl talk. We estimated that just over half the girls on the team were having sex with someone. We also agreed that we had two girls on the team that were having a lesbian relationship, we couldn’t be sure, but we had a pretty good idea it was happening. However, neither of us really cared if they were or not, they were good teammates.
I left Laura, and after school, I went to visit Bob at his house, I had in the back of my head that I might feel into having sex that afternoon as a way of getting ready for our game that night. I hadn’t met Bob after school, so I was hoping that he would be home. We hadn’t talked to each other often at all in the last couple of days.
I got to the house and knocked on the door, and without waiting for a response from anyone, I opened the door and walked in as I had been doing regularly for quite some time now. I walked into the house and saw Jean sitting in the living room on a lounge chair. Although she was only wearing some rather sexy lingerie, I thought everything was normal until I said hello to her and then heard her response.
Jean was drunk; she was hammered, like she may have been drinking all day. I knew something had been troubling her, so I walked over to her and took a chair beside her and asked: “What’s wrong, Jean?”
She was so drunk, but was still able to respond to my question, but she slurred her words badly as she answered: “Oh Rachel, it’s nice to see you, I’m so sorry that you must see me like this, but it’s Mike, he has been hard on me the last few days, he has been riding me about the affair I had. At first it was okay, he just did some things to get even, like having sex with you, and having anal sex with me, making me watch as he had sex with you, I deserved all that Rachel, but now he is acting different, it’s like he is going to leave me. I feel like I could arrange for him to have ten women, and he would still be angry about it.”
I looked at her and said: “Don’t be too hard on yourself Jean, Mike will get over it, he is probably just going through a rough period trying to accept what you have done, finding out that his wife was unfaithful and sleeping with another man is obviously not an easy thing for him to find out.”
Still slurring her words, Jean continued: “He calls me names now, he didn’t do that at first, he calls me a dirty fucking slut, a fucking whore, he tells me how I should watch other women suck his cock and fuck him. He talks about fucking you Rachel, how much he wants to fuck you because you are so pretty and so young, and he tells me that I should watch him do it, I should watch every sexual act he has. It is hurtful Rachel, not to have to watch him have sex, but to hear him talk down to me like that.”
“You can’t be too hard on yourself Jean, obviously you fucked up, you did what you did, and you will pay for it.
She went on: “I was drunk when he came home yesterday, and he looked at me and said I was a pathetic piece of shit Rachel, then he told me to get my ass into the bedroom and put on my sexiest lingerie, I did it Rachel, I wanted him to want me, then he started calling me a whore, a fucking dirty slut as he grabbed at my tits, he pushed me on the bed, and instead of nice warm cuddly sex, he ripped the panties off of me, and took me by force, I could tell that although he was enjoying having sex with me, he was so fucking angry at the same time. He made me open my mouth and he held it tightly as he blew his load all over my face, I would normally enjoy that, but he was hurting me, calling me names and the tone of his voice was so angry. It isn’t good Rachel.”
I looked at her and asked why she felt the need to be drunk, instead of doing something to help mend the situation.
“Mike told me to be drunk when he got home, drunk and wearing my sexiest lingerie, I think he likes seeing me this way, down and out.” She answered.
I turned as I heard the door open; it was Mike.
He entered the living room and saw us sitting together, Jean tried to be nice and welcomed him home. He could tell that she had been drinking and was drunk. He looked at me and said: “Oh Rachel, how convenient.” He reached into his pocket and opened his wallet. “Now remind me Rachel, how much do you charge to fuck me while my slutty fucking wife watches?”
I felt so sorry for Jean; she had honestly tried to make it up to Mike, but he just wasn’t able to accept it, maybe he never would.
Jean looked at me and asked: “Do him Rachel, please do him for my sake.”
I looked at Mike and said: “If Jean is going to watch, I think sixty bucks is about the right amount, is this going to happen now?”
He stared at me and opened his wallet; he took out three twenty-dollar bills and handed them to me. I took them and stuck them into my purse, and said: “Let’s get it on, where is going to happen, you want it here in the living room, or do you have something else in mind?”
Mike looked at me, a little pissed that I seemed to take control, then he answered: “Yes Rachel, right here in the living room, Jean can just sit there and watch me fuck you in front of her. You want more booze, Jean?”
Jean slurred her words. But answered: “No Mike, I am already so fucking drunk, just fuck Rachel, enjoy her Mike, I will watch and enjoy seeing you fuck her.”
I stood in front of him and began stripping off my clothes, my shirt and my shorts first, then I stood in front of him wearing just my bra and panties. I looked in his eyes and saw him staring back at me, I could tell he wanted me, but I could also see how much he despised his wife and what she had done with Mr. Skye while she was having the affair with him.
I reached behind my back and undid my bra, exposing my oversized tits, Mike began taking his clothes off at the same time, I stopped and watched as he got the final piece of his clothing off, he stood in front of me, his cock was hard, and his eyes told me how ready he was to shove his hard cock into my teen hole. I pulled my panties down, sat down on the carpet, opened my legs and said: “Here it is, come and get it Mike, come and show your wife how much you like fucking a fifteen-year-old slut.”
Mike stepped forward and then got down on the carpet with me: “Suck my cock Rachel, let Jean see you suck me boner, before she watches me fuck you.” I did as he asked, I leaned forward and took his hard cock in my hand and guided it towards my mouth, once I had it there, I took it deep into my mouth and down my throat, Mike began slowly fucking my mouth, and he became hornier than he already was quickly. He took his cock out of my mouth and laid me back and then he climbed on me. I reached down and took his cock and guided it into my waiting pussy hole. Mike began fucking me just as the we heard the door open again. It was Bob.
A drunken Jean told Bob to come and watch his father fuck me, bob knew his mom was real drunk, and went and sat with her, “What is wrong mom, why have you been drinking so much, and why are you watching dad fuck Rachel?”
“You know why dad is fucking Rachel Bob, he is paying me back for the affair I had, he is going to make me pay forever I think.”
Mike continued pounding my cunt, he kept looking at his wife, trying to humiliate her, and it was working, she was drunk, but she was also weeping. Bob took her into his arms and held her close. I looked and admired the site of him cuddling his mom who was wearing her see thru negligee.
Mike was about to cum in me, and that made me happy, I wanted it to be over, I didn’t enjoy this kind of sex, my feelings were for Jean, not Mike. I thought Mike was being an asshole, that he had taken this revenge too far. He rolled off me and looked up at Jean, and then he shocked us all as he said: “Jean, I must leave this marriage. Nothing you can say or do will ever make it go away. You have totally fucked up our relationship.”
Jean began to cry and sob saying: “No Mike, please, I am so sorry Mike, I will do anything you want, please don’t leave me.”
Bob was speechless, he held his mother close, he looked at his dad and asked: “Why dad, why leave mom, she is doing the best she can to make it up to you, Rachel and I are doing whatever we can to make it up to you, don’t leave us dad, please dad, don’t leave us.”
I got up and picked up my clothes and walked into the bathroom, I wiped his cum out of my pussy and then got dressed. I came back into the living room, Mike was gone, so I asked: “Where is Mike?”
“He is getting a few things and then he is going to go and be by himself for a while. He wants to try and figure things out, I guess it’s the least I can do, give him his freedom to try and decide if we can ever get our love life back on track.” Jean sobbed and was still slurring her words as she told me what the plan was going to be.
Mike re-entered the living room and looked at his wife and said: “Jean, I need this time to decide what I want.”
Jean answered him: “I understand Mike, but remember, I am here for you, I want you to come back, and I will wait baby, I will wait for you.”
Mike took the small bag and walked out the front door, not ever looking back at his wife or his son.
I walked over to the sofa that Bob and Jean were sitting at, I looked at Bob and said: “Let’s put your mom to bed Bob, she needs her rest, and trust me Jean, we will get through this.”
Bob and I helped Jean into the master bedroom; she looked so sexy wearing that see thru negligee and panties. I asked: “Do you want to leave your negligee on, or would you like to be naked Jean?” She smiled and started peeling it off. I told her to lie down and that I would help her undress. She got into bed, and once she was under the blankets, I slid my hand under them and found one of her boobs, I felt it and gently rubbed it for her, she smiled in appreciation. I looked at Bob, and asked: “Do you want to say anything or touch anything Bob?”
Bob sat on the edge of the bed, and he too, put his arm under the blankets and found his moms boobs, he felt them for a couple of minutes, his mom looked at him and said: “Thank you Bob, that felt so nice.”
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