Chapter 4: Bully

Jim must have let me sleep in. He was gone when I woke up. Steph was still in the house. I heard her in her bathroom. I did not see Kyle. He must have taken off early for some reason. Maybe I could finally talk with my daughter this morning. It bothered me that she was playing the dumb bimbo last night. Who was I to talk? I was dressed in one of Jim’s shirts. It was long enough to cover my ass, I had always liked his shirts instead of a night robe, and it smelled like Jim. With a belt, it made a great dress.

I went to the kitchen and poured me some coffee. Steph came in, and something was different. She had her hair in pigtails. She never wore her hair like that. She wore a sweater, and I could tell she was not wearing a bra and a plaid pleated mini skirt. She never dressed like that she must have gone through her old clothes and found the skirt; it was so short I had to wonder what she was thinking. The sweater could barely contain her breasts. She had penny loafers on and knee-high white socks. She looked exactly like a catholic schoolgirl.”

“What are you wearing, Steph?”

“You like my Sadie Hawkins dress, Mom? Today is the costume contest.” She did a twirl, and her ass cheeks showed.

“They still have those. I remember I asked your dad to the dance. That was our first date,”

“It is cool that only the girls get to ask. You had to ask Dad for your first date?”

“Long story, a long time ago, I thought he was the nicest boy in class, but he would not notice me until I finally cornered him and asked no. I told him he was taking me to the dance.”

“I never heard that one before.” Steph got a cup of coffee and sat at the table beside me.

“Ok, short story, I liked your dad, but he could not take a hint. So the traditional Sadie Hawkins custom of the girls asking the guys was a perfect opportunity for me. I got him to go, and I dressed up as Sadie. And well, we kissed, and it was over for me.”

“That’s sweet, Mom.”

“About your costume, is the school going to allow it?” I was relieved that she had a reason to be dressed like that. I had feared she would turn herself into a slut, like her mother. Why did I have to think about Sean right then? I could not keep the monkey chatter out of my head.

“Oh, I think so. A lot of girls wear something like this all the time.”

“Really, I would have been sent home, my parents called, or both.”

“Times are changing, Mom. Sorry, but I have to get going, Have fun today. I will see you later.”

Times are changing; that is an understatement. I had the image of a big black cock waving in my face, and I smiled. I actually smiled, thinking about what I would do this afternoon. I could blame Stockholm syndrome, but no, the barriers in my mind were starting to break down. I flashed that cowboy in the bar last night. I would never have done that before this all started. I like not wearing any underwear too. Especially with Jim’s blessing, I feel sexy and naughty. Was what I was doing all that wrong, protecting my son? I was convinced that not a jury in the world would not take my side and agree that what I was doing was necessary.

I decided I did not need to change out of Jim’s shirt. I had seen on Etsy how to make a man’s shirt into a sexy dress. I was going to rock this dress shirt.

Ok, so Kyle was Sean’s snitch, I was not breaking any of his rules, so I guess it was ok for Kyle to check up on me. If it made Sean happy, I was ok with it. Wait, I made Sean happy. Why do I care if he is happy? I was ok if Kyle was happy. He seemed happier the last few days than I can remember. How long has Sean bullied him? I was afraid of the answer. Hopefully, it will all be over soon. If Sean was unhappy with me, would he go back to messing with Kyle? What could I do to make Sean happier? Could I be enthusiastic during our sessions? Could I act as if I wanted the abuse? Would that make them happy?

I needed to talk to Julie.

“Julie, thanks for picking up; I, well, I need to talk. Care for some coffee?” I spoke into the phone,

“Sure, for you anytime, You ready now?”

“Yeah, I will put a fresh pot of coffee on, and we will have some bagels and smear.”

“See you in two.”

“Julie, I don’t know what to do; I feel like I am losing my mind.”

“I don’t think so. You called me. That is a good sign.”

“Wait until I get you caught up.”

“I’m ready, shoot.”

“Kyle is a one of the gang now; Sean is having him ensure I am following his rules.”

“what do you mean?”

“Sean had Kyle take pictures of my naked pussy and ass last night.”

“How do you feel about that?”

“I don’t know. Truthfully, I got a little excited, showing off in front of my son. And I immediately felt guilty. Does that make me a bad mom?”

“Ok, why were you showing off to Kyle? I want you to put it in words.”

“I was following Sean’s orders.”

“Why?”

“to protect my son and to keep Jim and Steph from finding out.”

“Exactly, so what was Kyle doing?”

“Following Sean’s orders.”

“Why was he following Sean’s orders?”

“to keep on Sean’s good side, so they don’t start doing what they used to.”

“Ok, why would you be a bad mother? You AND Kyle were in an untenable situation, and you did what you had to.”

“But why did I get those feelings?”

“That is a little harder. Your body likes to show off. You don’t wear any underwear, and look at what you have on now. Is dressing like this - other than no underwear - part of Sean’s rules?”

“No, god, I am so confused. Help me, Julie.”

“I think Sean has tapped into something in your psyche, and you are starting to accept it.”

“Maybe, I had a thought earlier of how I could make Sean happy; He might make it easier on Kyle and me.”

“Easier, how much easier can you make it? You are letting him fuck you now, right?”

“Well, I could be more enthusiastic. I could fake that.”

“Easier for you, well that makes some sort of sense. I take it you have not talked to Jim.”

“No, he is changing as well. I like I dress the slut and flash strangers. That’s not a problem. Is it a problem if I like for him to show me off? My god Julie, we danced last night, and I flashed a cowboy.”

“What did Jim do?

“Nothing, he just watched me. Later we talked, and he said he would have liked for me to dance with that cowboy. I think he gets off on the idea of me doing that sort of thing.”

“I don’t kink shame, Shelly. I say let him have his fun. If you enjoy it too, there is no problem with letting him have his fun.”

“So what are you telling me is that I need to be more enthusiastic with Jim?”

“Not only Jim, I think your mind will thank you for doing it in everything you do.”

I had been having those thoughts for a while now. What would happen if I allowed everything to happen or helped it? Would I be turned into a slut? Does Jim want a slut for a wife? It seems like it.

“Are you suggesting I become a slut?”

“Well, I would not put that name on what you are doing. More like a loving mother and wife.”

“thanks” Julie did not think I would be a slut, ok, a loving Wife and Mother, taking care of her family’s needs. “I think I can do that.”

“Ok, you good? I need to get going. I have my hair appointment coming up.”

“Yea, Julie, I feel much better; thanks for helping me.” I did feel better. I had a good day. I went shopping and cleaned up a little. I started a load of clothes. It was like it was just a normal day.

It was 3:00. Oh shit, I had to get going. I needed a quick shower, put on some perfume, and found another shirt to wear to Sean’s house. I will try my best to please them today. The walk was too quick; I was on the deck before I knew it. I threw my shirt and flip-flops in the box and knocked on the door.

“Sluts here,” Mosquito called to the other guys and opened the door to let me in.”

“It’s nice to see you, Mosquito” I grabbed at his crotch, “Oh my is this for me?” I hope that they believe my acting,

“Oh my, you can’t wait to get this in your ass, bitch?”

“No, I can’t wait, Mosquito. I want you to fuck my ass hard.” I looked around the room, and my heart sank. Kyle was there watching me talk to Mosquito. Fuck could I keep up this act in front of him? I felt a heat in my pussy, I was getting wet with my son watching me.

I fell to my knees, “Can I suck it, Mosquito? I will get it good and wet for you to put it in my ass.” I was looking at Kyle, and he was taking a video or pictures of me. It did not matter. I pulled out Mosquito’s dick and started to suck on it like it was my favorite thing to do.

“Now that looks like fun,” Sean said as he walked over to me and started to slap my head with his big dick. I turned to him and started to suck on the head of his cock. And jack off, Mosquito., Hourse and Fred were not far behind him, I soon had boys surrounding me, and I was sucking them all. Pulling on their cocks when I was not sucking them, Licking their hairy ball sacks. I kept smiling and making happy noises.

“Kyle, come over here and get yourself some of this.” It sounded like an order from Sean. It stretched my ability to handle performing as such a slut, in front of my son. Now I was about to have sex with my son. I could see no way out.

“Come on, Kyle. I want to make you happy too.” I smiled at him, and he shuffled out from behind the couch. He was naked, and I could see his cock. It was at least as big as Horse’s cock. How had he got the genes for such a large member? I wanted it. I was so sick. I wanted my son’s cock in my mouth. Was I a bad mom? I don’t think I was protecting my son and my family from harm. I had no choice, yeah, I had no choice in this, so I might as well do it well.

Kyle’s dick came close. He was trying to hold back. I had to reach out to him and grab it with my small hand. I could not close my fingers around his dick. It was so big I could finally tug him closer to me. I could get him close enough to kiss the bell end. It had a sheen of precum he had been stroking. Himself from behind the couch. He tasted so good. I have not tasted a dick so delicious.

“There you go bitch suck your son’s cock” Sean pressed the back of my head farther onto Kyle’s cock. It felt right, having Sean controlling my head. It took away my compliance. I had to do this.

Kyle’s dick grew in my mouth and pressed against my tonsils. My mouth was stretched wide with cock, filling my senses. Taking a big breath out and back in through my nose, I swallowed, and Kyle’s cock slid past my tonsils and down my throat. It kept going, it was causing me to gag, but the hand on the back of my head and the immobility of Kyle forced it deeper. My nose was pressing into his pubic hairs. He had his whole thing down my throat. I could not breathe. I needed air. I started to press on Kyle’s thighs, which did nothing. I started to slap his thighs. Finally, after it what seemed like an eternity, Sean let me up to get another breath. I was grateful. Then he pushed my head back down.

“That is how to deep throat bitch, go all the way.” Why did I love being called bitch. My pussy was creaming. What a mind fuck I was getting, sucking on my son’s dick, his bully forcing my face into his pubes. I felt some fingers squelching in my cunt. The other boys were helping themselves to my body. I loved the attention. I was such a slut. I felt like I was in my element, providing pleasure to cocks.

I was thoroughly fucked that afternoon. Kyle lost his timidity and started to fuck my face. I loved his cock, the size, the taste, the wickedness of sucking him. The boys repositioned me with one lying down.

“Twerk your asshole on my dick,” Mosquito told me. So I positioned my asshole over it and pressed down, smiling at the boys, moaning a soft moan of acceptance of his cock in my colon. I felt so full, a dick in my ass and a dick in my mouth, and holding two dicks, one in each hand.

The boy in front of my face turned around and spread his ass cheeks., “Lick my dirty asshole Cunt” I could see his starfish-shaped hole, and I licked it. It tasted earthy and felt so filthy that I shuddered with a powerful orgasm.

I was lost in sex. I had every hole filled several times. Was I still acting as if I loved this, or did I actually love this? I have no idea. I would not worry about it; I would just enjoy it.

“Let’s paint her face, come on, let’s give her a bukkake going home present.”

Bukkake was where all the guys would come to the girl’s face.

“YES, give me your cum, boys. I want your cum on my face.” I was a slut, I just knew it, asking them to shoot their cum on my face. How far I had fallen.

I looked up at the faces of the boys while they jacked their cocks at my face. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue to give them a target. The first boy shot his load on my forehead. It squirted hard and fast, and some went into my hair. The next boy put his cock right at my nose, and when he shot, it pressed his cum hole right against my nostril. It all went up into my sinus. I needed to sneeze. The next boy was coming. He coated my tongue and chin. It started dripping down onto my breasts. Kyle came, and it landed in my open eyes. I could not believe how much he had cum. Sean was last and came the most, I could not see it, but I could taste the load filling my mouth.

“Don’t move Cunt. We need to get some final pictures.” Great, I get to see what I look like. I can’t wait. I hope I did a good job.

Sitting there in a puddle of cum, I started to feel bad for acting like I did. I had sex with my son. How bad was that? I could not believe the things I did so willingly just a few minutes ago. No, I had to get my head on right. I was acting like a slut to protect my family. I don’t need to feel bad about it. It’s ok, I was just like an actor in a movie. It was not real. The feelings that I had were artificial ones. I could do this.

“Smile for your picture, Mom.” Kyle was a little shit for doing this, but I turned and smiled with my mouth open, showing the load of filth that I had acquired. “Swallow, Mom.” I gagged a little as the slime slid down my throat. I wiped the cum out of my eyes, and I could see again.

I opened my eyes, and a woman stood there looking at me. I recognized her I had seen her around but never talked to her. “So you are the new bitch. I am Sean’s mother; Diamond is my name.” She did not look upset or bothered that her son’s gang just fucked the shit out of me.

“Mom, what are you doing here? I told you not to come home too early.”

“I am on time, son. You guys lost track of time. Did you have a good time?”

What kind of relationship did Sean and his mother have? It seemed pretty fucked up if she was ok with him fucking women in her living room.

“Yeah, this one is coming around. I think I will keep this one for a while.” Why did that make me feel happy? He wanted to keep me. Did he own me?

“Ok, glad you finally found a good one.” She said nothing more to me and just went to the back of the trailer. I assumed where her bedroom was.

“That was your mother, Sean?”

“She is. What of it bitch.”

“Nothing, she seemed nice. She did not seem to mind me servicing you boys.”

“Well, she better not mind, or Dad will beat her ass.” I don’t think I want to meet his father. He sounds like a nasty piece of humankind. “All right now, walk home but do not button your shirt or wipe off our cum from your face when you walk home. I want you to do the slut walk of shame.”

“What if Jim and Steph are home.” I could not walk home like this and have them see the product of my infidelity.

“Ok, I see you have a point. I am not a monster, tell you what. Kyle will walk you to the park. He can clean you up in the bathrooms there.” This was a little better than having Jim see my cum splattered face. I just hoped I would not see anyone. Especially anyone I knew. “I want something from you for that concession. I want Kyle to video you while you get yourself off with your dildo. And I want it before midnight.”

“I can do that for you, Sean,” Kyle said, giving me a look like I better agree.

“Ok, thank you.”

They threw me out on the deck and locked the door. I saw one old man looking at me. He waved at me, confirming he saw me. I waved back and smiled. I quickly put on my shirt and flip-flops. I started to button the shirt but remembered I had to leave it open. It covered my tits, but my pussy was on display. I had to wait for Kyle to come out. The old man kept staring at me. Why I did not turn away, I don’t know, but I stood there, letting him get a good look at my semen-covered face and my naked pussy. Why the fuck was my pussy leaking? I guess I liked being humiliated as well as exposed?

“Come on, Mom, let’s go,” Kyle came out with a smile on his face, taking me by the arm and leading me down the steps and to the street. Our path brought us close to the old man. He actually had the nerve to say “hi, you sure look pretty.”

“She does look pretty. Would you like a closer look?””

“Kyle, what are you doing” I could not believe Kyle was interacting with this old man. And making me do things.

“Mom, you know I need to make Sean happy, right? And a video of you talking to his neighbor would be right up his alley. I need all the bonus points I can get.”

The old man asked me, “Can you have her spread her legs and open her shirt? I want to see more.” He was almost drooling while he looked at me.

“Do it, Mom” He just outed me as his mom to this old perv. I just wanted to go get cleaned up. And Kyle was taking his time showing me off. I pulled my shirt open and looked at the man. My pussy was gushing, I must have an exhibitionist kink in my personality. This was starting to be fun. I had to do what Kyle said, and he wanted me to stand naked on the street, posing for this old man. Kyle was taking pictures the whole time. I decided to spread my ass cheeks for the old man and show him my gaping pussy. I pulled it open and let him stare. Kyle got some close-ups.