Noah, 18, got held back. His friends went to high school. He was a dick, bullying everyone. Teachers tried to stop him, but he didn’t care. He grabbed and kissed female teachers, even made some give him blow jobs.

His uncle is the school board president, so no one stopped him. His parents talked to him, but he didn’t listen. Today, Mr. Johnson recorded Noah doing something bad to Mrs. Davis. Davis set him up. This might finally fuck Noah over.

Today, Mr. Johnson invited the Student Guidance Officer at Westwood High, invited Noah’s parents to finally put an end to this, even expel him if he had to, with the evidence now in hand.

When Mr. Johnson saw Noah enter the office, he expected to see both his mom and dad. But, it was only Noah and his mom.

“Please sit, Mrs. Thompson,” said the teacher.

Mrs. Thompson sat in front of the teacher’s desk, while Noah perched on the side bench.

“I sincerely apologize for my son’s actions.” It was the first thing Mrs. Thompson said, not even waiting for the teacher to speak.

“No, Mrs. Thompson. You didn’t even listen to what I have to say. It seems you’ve made it a habit to apologize for your son’s actions,” Mr. Johnson said, his voice tinged with disappointment.

Noah’s mom looked down at her feet, embarrassed. It was true; she and Noah’s dad had called many times to discuss his son’s actions. Every time, they were very apologetic about Noah.

But nothing changed. Instead, Noah’s actions were escalating. Mr. Johnson recalled yesterday’s events, where Noah had forced Mrs. Davis, the hottest teacher in the school, to perform oral sex. In fact, everyone, including Mr. Johnson, had a crush on Mrs. Davis.

Mrs. Davis was a 38-year-old married woman, and her own daughter, Sofia, studied in this school. Noah had managed to manipulate both Mrs. Davis and her daughter.

This was Mrs. Davis’s exact account:

“Mr. Johnson, I need to put an end to Noah’s actions. He’s been sexually exploiting my daughter, Sofia. He blackmailed her with compromising photos, forcing her into sexual acts. To protect my daughter, I made a deal with him—he would leave Sofia alone if I became his plaything. But Noah violated that agreement. He forced a threesome with both of us, threatening to expose everything if we didn’t comply. I can’t let this continue. We need to stop him before he ruins more lives.”

Mr. Johnson knows Mrs. Davis is a natural submissive, but this lucky son of a bitch made everyone’s imagination into his own reality. He envy him for that. But all this happened, and his uncle has so much power to destroy everyone’s life.

Unlike Mr. Thompson, Mrs. Thompson’s brother, she and her husband are pushovers. Mr. Johnson knows this very well and has a plan to harness Noah’s troublesome energy into something else, so everyone will be happy.

Mr. Johnson played the recorded video of Noah violating Mrs. Davis in the empty classroom and handed the device to Noah’s mom.

She watched the video in shock, her hands trembling as she held the device. When the video ended, she looked at Noah with pure anger, her eyes welling up with tears. Noah, now on his knees, kept his head down, avoiding her gaze.

Clearly, Noah was also shocked by this.

“We have our school’s reputation to maintain, so we can’t involve the police. On top of that, your brother is running for mayor this time. He would be devastated if this video ended up in the public media,” Mr. Johnson said, his voice firm and resolute.

“Please, I didn’t do such a thing. I’ll do anything you want. If you expel him, his academic future will be ruined, and no other school will admit him,” Mrs. Thompson pleaded, her voice trembling with desperation.

Mr. Johnson slowly rose from his chair and began walking towards Noah’s mom.

“Don’t get me wrong! I’m on your side in this. I don’t want to expel him either, if you take responsibility,” the teacher said, his demeanor shifting as he stood towering in front of her chair.

Mr. Johnson put a hand on her chin and lifted it, leaning in close to her face. Noah’s mom was shocked, her eyes wide with surprise and fear.

“You understand what this means, don’t you?” he said, a grin spreading across his face.

“Mom?...” Noah asked, confusion etched on his face.

“You go to your class, Noah. I will talk with Mr. Johnson,” she said, offering a nervous smile to her son.

“He’s not going anywhere, Mrs. Thompson,” Mr. Johnson said, locking the door.

The teacher placed his hands on Mrs. Thompson’s shoulders, who remained frozen in her chair. He quickly grabbed the bottom of her blouse and yanked it off, exposing her milky white flesh and gold-colored bra.

Mr. Johnson yanked the bra up, revealing her large, pale breasts capped with stiff nipples.

Her face twisted in panic, eyes darting to Noah, who sat frozen on the bench, his mouth agape. The teacher squeezed her right breast hard, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh.

“I want you to see and feel what it’s like to violate someone you care about,” he hissed, his grin widening.

“No, Mr. Johnson—not in front of my son,” she begged, her voice cracking.

Mr. Johnson leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Then make sure he learns his lesson. You must take responsibility. Don’t worry—I’ll guide you through this.” His voice was a low, sinister whisper

With his other hand, he pushed his hand inside her skirt, his fingers roughly exploring her pussy lips. “Ahhh ... Nooo ... Not there,” Noah’s mom cried out, her body tensing as she tried to squirm away, but his firm grip on her shoulder kept her in place.

Noah watched in disbelief, his eyes wide with shock as he took in the horrifying scene unfolding before him. His mother’s pleas and Mr. Johnson’s cruel actions seemed surreal, and he felt a mix of horror and betrayal.

Mr. Johnson grabbed a handful of her hair and swiftly cleared the table, placing her on it. He quickly removed her panties and knelt in front of Noah’s mom.

“Mom...” Noah stammered, his face flushed with embarrassment and shock.

“Noah, please don’t look. Close your eyes,” she pleaded, unable to meet his gaze. Mr. Johnson grabbed Noah’s hand and pulled him closer to the table.

He spread Mrs. Thompson’s legs wide, forcing Noah to see. “Look at this, kid. This is the hole you came out of,” he said, leaning in and burying his face between her thighs.

“Ahhh ... Noooo. Please stop it,” she cried and begged, trying to control her moans. Noah watched in horror as Mr. Johnson, his teacher and guidance officer, sucked his mom’s pussy.

“Mmm ... Ahh ... Ooooh...” she moaned, her body betraying her as she struggled to maintain control. He sucked rhythmically, and she started to move her hips, accommodating his actions, her moans growing louder and more desperate.

Mr. Johnson paused, looking up at Noah, and noticed his growing erection. The guy was indeed packing a monster cock. He stopped sucking and inserted his fingers inside Mrs. Thompson, coating them with the pre-cum leaking from her.

Turning to Noah, he held up his glistening fingers, showing the sticky substance to him.

“See, your mother—just like any other woman—is sexually frustrated,” he said, his voice laced with a twisted satisfaction. Noah stared deeply, his expression a mix of shock, horror, and confusion.

“Your dad must be busy and not giving her much attention,” said the teacher, his voice dripping with malice.

“What are you saying? ... That’s not ... Ahhh,” Mrs. Thompson tried to speak, but Mr. Johnson pushed a finger into her mouth. As soon as he inserted his finger, she began sucking it reflexively.

Laughing cruelly, Mr. Johnson said to Noah, “See? Your mother is a natural slut.”

Noah, in a mix of shock and arousal, started to touch himself.

“I can help you control that sexual frustration of yours. If you promise not to bother anyone, I can give you tips on how to enslave your own mom to be your plaything. You can fuck her anywhere and anytime you want,” the teacher said to the confused Noah.

“Mmmmm ... Ughhhgg...” Mrs. Thompson tried to speak, her voice muffled.

“I ... I don’t know,” Noah stammered.

Mr. Johnson quickly stood up, took out his cock, and positioned it near Mrs. Thompson’s face, placing it on her lips. Without hesitation, she began to take it into her mouth.

“Look, kid, did I ask your mom to suck me? She’s doing it on her own. Now, take out your cock and shove it in her pussy,” Mr. Johnson commanded.

Mrs. Thompson tried to protest, but Mr. Johnson slapped her breasts hard.

“Mmmmm ... Hmmmm,” she let out a cry, her body trembling with a mix of pain and humiliation.

Noah, following the teacher’s instructions, took out his cock and positioned himself, leaning in. Mrs. Thompson tried to push him away by placing her hands on his shoulders, but Mr. Johnson continued to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, making it impossible for her to resist. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled to stop it, and Noah pushed himself into her. His dick was large, around 8 inches, bigger than his dad’s.

“Mhhhhhh...” she moaned, her body betraying her as she tried to fight back the inevitable.

Soon, they both started fucking her in rhythm. Mrs. Thompson was being violated by Mr. Johnson and Noah, her own son.

“What do you think, kid? Do you like your own mother’s pussy?” Mr. Johnson asked, his voice laced with sadistic pleasure.

“Ahhh ... Fuck ... Mom is so tight ... Mr. Johnson, she’s tighter than Mrs. Davis ... Hmmm ... Ahhhh,” Noah groaned, his hips moving in sync with the teacher’s, their combined efforts driving her to the brink of madness.

Mr. Johnson’s cock reached the back of her throat, making her gag slightly. “Your mom has an excellent mouth, kid. You’re lucky to have her,” he taunted, his voice thick with lust.

After a while, Mr. Johnson reached his climax and released his load, cumming deep inside Noah’s mom’s throat. She struggled to swallow, tears streaming down her face as she choked on his semen.

Noah couldn’t believe he was fucking his hot mother. He had often masturbated while imagining this exact position with her, and now it was a reality. Every time Mr. Johnson said he was lucky and that she was his to play with, Noah felt a surge of excitement and a sense of achievement, his hips thrusting harder and faster.

Noah’s mother looked at him with tears streaming down her face, her eyes a mixture of lust and love. “Noah, you are so big!” she whispered, her voice choked with emotion and desperation.