Teasing Mom's New Boyfriend
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Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Ashley, like every eighteen-year-old girl, has come to hate her mom, and believes she is ruining her life. So she comes up with a plan to ruin mom's life by teasing her new boyfriend and breaking up the relationship. While things don't go as Ashley planned, the result is an afternoon of dirty sex.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Mind Control Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Oral Sex Petting Small Breasts
Ever since my mom and dad got divorced, I hated living with my mom. She was such a bitch and always making me stay home on weekends to study, when I should have been out partying with my friends. After all, I was a senior in high school, and what is high school for if not to party.
To make matters worse, she had totally embarrassed me and completely freaked out my only real boyfriend. After she questioned him, and asked him all sorts of rude questions, he decided he didn’t want to go out with me anymore. So, my mom had basically ruined my life, if you want to know the truth.
When mom started dating this new guy name Ron, I didn’t have much interest in being a good girl, and acting like a good daughter and all with Ron. In fact, I was secretly plotting how I could ruin her life, just like she had ruined mine. And after talking with a couple of my bff’s at school, I came up with a pretty good plan. Of course, like all plans, sometimes things don’t work out the way you planned them to go.
Let me introduce myself, my name is Ashley, I just graduated high school, I’m about 5’8”, kinda’ skinny, and really cute (ha-ha). So here’s the story of what happened with me and my mom’s boyfriend Ron, in the summer of 2025.
Mom started dating Ron in May right before my 18th birthday. I had a birthday party, and even though it was supposed to be just for my friends, my bitch mom showed up and brought along this guy she had just gone out with once or twice before. It was hella awkward, mainly because everyone else at the party was a teenage girl and had nothing in common with either my mom or her 40-year-old boyfriend, Ron, who was dressed in a suit and tie. He was kind-of cute, and sort of hunky, I had to admit, and I wondered why he would be into my mom who was just a bitch, from my perspective. Maybe she was blowing him, or maybe he was just lonely ... who knows. But he was definitely awkward at the party and basically just stood around, followed my mom around, and looked at my friends and me. He was a little creepy that way, the way he was looking at me and my girlfriends. He was not just looking at us; he was sort of staring, especially at my two friends, Lizzie and Cali, who had bigger tits than the rest of us.
That’s kind of when I got the idea for my plan. And even though I don’t have big tits, they are sort of perky, and I know guys like them, because they have told me. Personally, I think my boobs are a little too pointy, and I think my nipples are a little too big for the size of the little boobs. I guess they are a B-cup, if you want to know, even though I almost never wear a bra. I don’t need to; my little boobs are pointy and firm, not soft and jiggly like a lot of girls. (In case you wondered, that’s a selfie of me at the beginning of this story.) Anyway, enough about my boobs, back to the story.
So anyway, my b-day party was a pool party, and that’s the other reason it was super awkward when mom and Ron showed up, since we were all wearing bikinis or swimsuits, or some of the girls had t-shirts on over their bikinis. Mom and Ron were dressed in regular work clothes. We were all wet and giggling- because we’d been smoking dope all afternoon- and mom and Ron were asking us stupid questions like what were planning to do after high school and did we have summer jobs. It was during that party that I decided that if mom was going to wreck my life and my summer, I would wreck hers too. And seeing how happy she was with the new boyfriend, gave me the perfect way to fuck with mom’s life. I really got the idea when mom asked me to introduce my friends to Ron, and I noticed how he was super focused on all the girls’ boobs- like all men are, I guess.
When I introduced him to Lizzie, she was wearing one of those tiny bikinis from Wicked Weasel, the kind with the tiny bottom that’s just a string in back, and the little top that covers your nipples, but not much else. I thought Ron’s eyes were going to pop out when Lizzie got right up in front of him when I introduced her, and sort of sort of put her hand up to either shake his or have it kissed, and her tits were right under his nose. It was so funny to see him not even look at her face, just stare at her boobs! What a flirt! Cali acted all flirty too, and when I introduced her, she didn’t walk up to him, but she did throw her hip out, and when she reached to shake his hand, you could tell she was showin’ off her tits, that were already sort of on display in her racer swimsuit, with a neckline that plunged all the way down past her belly button. I was trying not to laugh, and I could tell mom was pissed that Ron got all googly-eyed looking at the teens with the big tits. It was hilarious.
The good thing was that after the introductions, mom took Ron to the other room, and eventually they left us alone completely.
So, the first part of my plan was to figure out a way for me to get Ron alone in the house, when mom would be gone, so I could tease him. I figured I could tease him, and get him to say something or do something inappropriate, like try to grab my tits, or something, and then I would somehow record him, and then play it back for mom, and have her dump her new boyfriend.
I knew Ron was some sort of a corporate human resources VP, so he was bound to know how to write good resumes and stuff. And so, a week after the b-day party, I mentioned to my mom that I was going to write a resume, to try to find a summer job. Of course, she was happy about that (anything to get me out of the house, ya know!), and so she immediately said what a great idea that was. And I said I wasn’t sure how a good resume should look, or how long it should be, and she said maybe I should ask Ron, since he was an “HR professional” as she put it.
I acted like I wasn’t really interested, so she wouldn’t get suspicious, but I casually said, “Well, maybe. Give me his number, and maybe I’ll send him what I put together, and have him take a look at it.”
Mom said: “You definitely should send it to Ron. I’m sure he would be happy to help you put together a really good resume. Here’s his number.”
I don’t think she ever thought there was any risk of Ron being interested in me, since she still thought of, and treated me, as a little girl. And to be honest, with my little boobs and skinny body, I wasn’t sexy like my friends Lizzie and Cali, whom Ron had undressed with his eyes at the birthday party. I still looked a lot younger than eighteen.
She gave me his business card, and I stuck it in a pocket, saying with pure disinterest, “Yeah, maybe.”
Secretly, though, I was super excited because I had accomplished step one of my plan, to get Ron’s digits, and establish a reason why I would have to contact him and talk to him. I couldn’t wait for step two, getting him alone and taping some comments or inappropriate touching by Ron, so I could ruin Mom’s new relationship. I guess I hadn’t really thought about the fact that Ron was a Human Resources guy with a degree in psychology.
I planned my next step carefully, to coincide with the weekend Mom would be out of town, attending her real estate conference 1,000 miles away, in Las Vegas. I called Ron on Tuesday, and asked if he could come to the house on Friday, and help me with my resume. Of course, mom had mentioned to him that I might call, so he was not surprised to get my call, and he readily agreed to come over at 1pm, which was about the time mom’s flight would be leaving for Vegas.
For this first visit, I didn’t want to be too obvious, just tease a little bit, and see what his reaction would be. I wore a pair of regular cut-off shorts that showed off my legs and stuff, but they weren’t anything too outrageous- just shorts I would normally wear. I wore a tank-style top, braless of course, that was just a little oversized, so that if I leaned forward, it would be easy for anybody to look down the front of the t-shirt and see my tits. When Ron got to the house, he was polite, and smiling, and said he was happy to help me with my resume.
“I’ve seen hundreds of resumes, and I can definitely help you prepare one that will stand out,” Ron said, as he looked me over somewhat slyly. He couldn’t hide the fact that he liked the way my tits were “standing out”- hahaha!
My plan was to sit at my desk, in front of my computer, and let Ron stand behind me, where he could see my resume on screen, and also look down my top and see my cute little tits.
“My resume is on my computer, c’mon back to my room, and you can see what it looks like,” I said. And you can see better what my tits look like, I thought, as I led him back to my room.
When we got to my room, I plopped in my chair, and since there was no other chair, I asked, “Can you see the screen OK from behind me?”
Ron stood behind me, and once I pulled up the resume, he leaned slightly over my shoulder and began reading it. It was then I became aware of his interesting scent. He smelled manly and at the same time he wore some sort of cologne that was citrusy and really intoxicating. He smelled really good!! When he leaned over, his cheek was right next to my face, and I knew he could look down and see my tits. But for some reason, I had forgotten to turn on the recorder on my phone, and I couldn’t stop inhaling his scent. I had an overwhelming urge to touch him, and so I just moved slightly to the side, letting the scruff of his unshaved stubble touch the side of my face. It made me shiver, and despite my careful planning, I let out a little sigh.
“Wow, Ron, what is that cologne you’re wearing,” I blurted out, “it smells really awesome.”
“That’s an old favorite of mine, called Good Life,” Ron said, then added. “I hope you’re not flirting with me, Ashley, because that would be quite inappropriate.”
Ooops, that’s not what I was expecting. I needed him to make a move on me, for God’s sake!
“Oh no, Ron,” I said quickly, “I ain’t flirting. It’s just that whatever you got on, it really does smell pretty good, that’s all.”
“Let me sit down here and work on this resume a bit,” Ron said, putting a hand on my bare shoulder, where the strap of the t-shirt was. I shivered from his strong touch. I felt myself getting excited, even as I tried to keep control of the situation. “I’ll sit and type, and you stand behind me, so you can see what I’m adding and editing out, OK?”
I tried to bend over a little as I stood up to give him a better view of my boobs, but he seemed focused on the computer. When he sat down, I stood right behind him and leaned in so my face was again right next to his. I let my tits brush up against his back, but I’m not sure he could feel them. I could sure feel them pressed against him, though, and another jolt of excitement shot through me, as my sensitive nips brushed against his muscled back. I could feel my pussy tingling as I leaned over his shoulder. As he typed, the movement of his hands made the muscles in his arms and shoulders ripple a little. He was fuckin’ sexy, I realized as my body kept tingling whenever I touched him.
He suddenly stopped typing and looked at his work. Then he sat upright, his shoulders moving back and crushing my little boobs against my chest, as I leaned over him. My body tingled all over, and a jolt shot from my sensitive nips. I gasped as I felt the heat and tried to back away. When I moved, Ron looked back and saw the look of surprise, my little mouth open and my lips wet. He also clearly saw my little boobs under the loose tank top. With tight lips, he smiled and looked me directly in the eyes.