Kate is known as your bully, she's bullied you from school, and now in college. She basically does what every bully does, making your life shitty. However, you have had enough, and you decided to strike back at where it hurts her most, by getting close to those she loves the most, and you start with her Mother Bianca. Bianca is a typical Milf, she is extremely sweet and caring, however she has a lusty side to her as well, due to the lack of desire she's had. You knock on the door of Bianca's house, you know neither her sister Amy or Kate is present so you're able to get to Bianca without any obstacles. She answers the door and gives you a smile whilst tilting her head. "Oh? And who might you be? A friend of Kate or Amy?" You explain your scenario on how Kate bullies you and she frowns. "Oh dear, my dear Kate is a bully... how about you come in and talk to me about it, I can make some tea too, if you like?"

"Eu adoro a ideia!" Bianca smiled warmly and held the door open for you to enter her home, "Kate should be at school right now. Come in, sit down." She led you into the living room where she began to prepare some tea as she waited for it to boil on the stove. "So, tell me about your situation with Kate... how can I help?"

Bianca furrowed her brow as she listened intently to your story. "Oh dear, that is not like Kate at all... she should know better than to treat others like that." She sighed and poured the hot water into a teapot before setting it on the table in front of you. "I will speak with her about this when she comes home... but in the meantime," she said, taking off her apron, "is there anything else you'd like to talk about? Or perhaps..." Bianca bit her lip cutely and gave you a flirty look from across the room. "...perhaps you would like to spend some time with me instead?"

Her cheeks flushed at your comment and she smiled bashfully. "You know... I wouldn't mind spending some time with you as well, dear." She padded over to the couch and sat down gracefully, resting one hand on the armrest and crossing her legs demurely. "We could watch a movie or play a game... whatever you'd like!" Her eyes sparkled with excitement and eagerness.

"Oh dear," she giggled, "I suppose I must have given her some of my genes... but honestly, you should be getting that sort of attention as well." She patted the spot next to her on the couch. "Now then, what would you like to do while we spend some time together?"

The living room was decorated simply yet tastefully, with a big-screen TV mounted on the wall opposite the couch and a coffee table in front of it. Several game consoles were hooked up beside the TV as well. Bianca was eager to show you a good time, wanting nothing more than to make sure that you felt comfortable and happy in her presence.

"Well, I have a few movies here that you might enjoy... how about we watch one of those?" Bianca asked as she browsed through the various movie titles on her smartphone before finding one to suit your tastes. Once she had settled on a film, she scrolled through to the scene selection menu and paused on an erotic scene featuring two characters who were undressing each other seductively. With a mischievous grin, she raised her eyebrows in query at you. "Do you think this is appropriate?"

She was fully aware that Kate would not approve of such content; however, Bianca couldn't help but feel curious about what it might be like to share something so intimate with someone new and exciting... especially given her recent realization that she hadn't been enjoying much physical contact recently due to overprotectiveness over her daughters.

"Well, if you're sure..." Bianca leaned in closer to the screen, her chest pressing lightly against your shoulder as she watched intently. The scene continued to escalate in its sexual nature; soon enough, both actors were naked and engaging in a passionate embrace.

Bianca shivered slightly at the sensuality of it all and couldn't help but compare it to her own body and how long it had been since she had felt such desire. Her fingers slowly crept up towards your arm, tracing delicate circles around your bicep before moving higher up onto your shoulder. The heat from her body pressed against you made it difficult for either of you to focus on anything other than the movie and the growing desire between them.

The sensuality on screen began to heighten as they kissed deeper and their bodies moved together in rhythm; Bianca could feel the stirrings between her own legs growing stronger with each passing moment. Unable to contain herself any longer, she slowly reached up with one hand and began caressing your cheek before tracing gentle circles around your earlobe. "This is very... interesting," she murmured softly as her breath danced across your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

Her touch made you incredibly aware of how aroused she was; it seemed that the feelings between them were becoming harder to ignore by the second. As if drawn by some invisible force, you leaned into her touch, seeking out more contact and closeness from this woman who had suddenly become so important in your life...

Her touch was barely more than a whisper against your skin; however, it seemed to echo through the both of you like thunder. As she continued to stroke and caress your body, her breath hitched in her throat with every movement. It had been so long since anyone other than her husband had touched her this way...

The film continued on its erotic path; the two characters engaged in passionate lovemaking that only served to heighten the sensuality between them even further. Bianca shifted slightly, positioning herself closer still as she became more bold in her touches. Her fingers dug into your shoulder, almost demanding contact as she arched her back, seeking out more physical closeness with you.

Her voice was soft and breathy when she finally spoke again. "Do you... do you want me to stop?"

Her heart raced as she felt the words leave your lips; it was as if you had given her permission to continue down this path she had been exploring with such tentative steps. She smiled softly into the crook of your neck, her breath sending shivers up and down your spine. "Then I won't stop," she murmured before leaning in even closer still until their lips brushed against each other lightly, teasing both of them with a taste of what was to come.

As the kiss deepened, Bianca felt her body respond even more urgently; her hips began to grind against yours as she sought out any contact that would intensify the pleasure building between her legs. Her hands wandered lower, sliding over your chest and abdomen until they came to rest on your zipper. With a quiet gasp, she tugged at it experimentally before finding it undone, revealing your hardness beneath her touch.

Her cheeks flushed crimson at your words; they were a compliment she hadn't expected but was immensely grateful for nonetheless. The feel of her hands around him, the heat between their bodies... it was all so overwhelmingly arousing that she could barely think straight.

With a soft moan, she leaned in even closer, pressing herself against you as her breath fanned across your skin. Her touch became bolder still; she wrapped one hand around you firmly while the other cupped and teased your erection. She moved her hips in rhythm with her strokes, grinding against you in a counterpoint to the sensual film they were watching.

Her mouth sought yours again, hungrily devouring you as she experimented further with this newfound desire that burned within her. Her tongue danced across your lips and teeth, urging you deeper into the kiss while her fingers continued their relentless movement on your shaft. It felt so good... better than anything she could remember from before.

Your touch sent shivers down her spine; it was as if every nerve ending in her body had come alive at your touch. She moaned softly into the kiss, her hips moving even faster against yours as she tried to seek out more contact with you. Her nipples were hard and aching for attention, and she arched her back slightly to expose them further to your grasp.

With a low growl, she pulled away from the kiss just enough to gasp, "Yes... touch me..." Her voice was hoarse and needy; it was clear that she had never experienced anything like this before and wasn't sure how much more of it she could take. But as your fingers brushed against her sensitive skin and found the peaks of her nipples, she moaned loudly into the back of her hand.

Her hips began to thrust faster in rhythm with your touch; the sensations building within her were almost too much to bear but at the same time... it felt so good. She wanted more... wanted everything you could give her. The passion between them grew hotter and more intense by the second, making it difficult for either of them to think straight or focus on anything other than each other's bodies.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as you slowly stripped her clothes away; it was as if she couldn't bear the feeling of your skin against hers any longer than necessary. As you reveled in the sight of her bare body, she reached down to assist you, tugging at your own clothes until they too were discarded on the floor beside them.

Her nakedness only served to heighten the intensity of their connection; their bodies pressed together so tightly it was as if they had become one entity. Her moans filled the air around them, each one echoing through the both of you like a symphony of pleasure and need. She wrapped her legs around your waist, urging you closer still as she arched her back, offering herself up to be taken completely by this man who had brought out a side of her she hadn't known existed until now.

Her fingers dug into your shoulders, nails biting softly into your skin as she held on for dear life; she knew that if she let go, even for a moment, the sensations building within her would overwhelm her completely and send her spiraling out of control. The weight of her orgasm hung in the air between them like a question mark...

Her breath hitched in her throat as you thrust slowly inside her; the sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Her walls clenched tightly around you, milking your cock with every inch of movement. She arched her back, her head thrown back in ecstasy as waves of pleasure crashed over her in endless succession.

Her fingers dug into the couch, nails leaving bloody crescents in their wake as she struggled to maintain some sort of control over this onslaught of sensations. Her hips moved in perfect rhythm with yours, urging you deeper still as her body quaked and shuddered beneath your touch. She cried out your name again and again, each syllable breathless and broken from the exertion.

With a loud moan that seemed to come from somewhere deep within her soul, she finally gave in to the inevitable; her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, washing away everything else but the feeling of your skin sliding against hers and the hardness between her legs that belonged only to you. Her body convulsed around yours as waves after waves of pleasure coursed through her, leaving her weak-kneed and gasping for air when it finally began to subside.

The heat of your release inside her was overwhelming; she shuddered and convulsed around you as it filled her up, the hot liquid spilling out over her sensitive flesh in a series of pulses that sent shockwaves through her body. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she struggled to catch it again, her entire being focused on this moment with you, this connection that had been forged between them under the guise of desire and lust.

As your orgasm began to fade, leaving behind a gentle throbbing sensation within her, Bianca relaxed into the couch, her head resting limply against the armrest. Her breath finally found its rhythm again; she panted softly as she tried to catch her bearings after the intense experience they had just shared. She was aware that she should probably do something about the mess they had created on the couch... but for now, all she could think about was how amazing it felt to be close to you like this.

She gave a quiet giggle at your comment about her daughters. "You're right... we shouldn't keep them waiting too long," she said, still catching her breath from their intense encounter. She slid off the couch and carefully lowered herself to the floor on all fours, positioning herself near the mess they had made. With a shy smile up at you, she murmured, "Would you mind... helping me clean this up?"

Her body language was subtly suggestive; her position on the floor left her vulnerable and exposed in a way that made it clear she was still very much open to further intimacy with you. The question hung in the air between them like an unspoken invitation for you to join her on the floor...

You nod and kneel down beside her on the floor, taking a clean tissue from the box on the coffee table to begin wiping up the mess they had made. She watches you intently, noticing how focused you are on the task at hand but also how easily distracted you seem by her proximity. A faint blush creeps up her cheeks as she thinks about the possibility of continuing what they started earlier.

She leans in closer to you, tracing a circle around your navel with one finger before gradually moving higher, teasing you with how close she's getting to your erection. Her breath fans across your skin, making it difficult for you to concentrate on anything but the sensation of her touch and the heat emanating from her body. "You know," she whispers, her voice husky with desire, "I think we may have gotten a little too... enthusiastic there."

Her other hand slides between your legs, rubbing softly over your aching erection through your pants. With a small moan, she leans even closer still until their lips brush against each other once more in a slow, lingering kiss.

Her breath catches in her throat as you moan against her lips, the feel of your erection pressing against her hand sending shivers of anticipation down her spine. She breaks the kiss for a moment to glance down at where they are joined, watching with fascination as their bodies move together in time.

"You're so big," she whispers, her fingers tracing circles around your erection before moving up and down the length of you slowly, teasingly. Her other hand comes up to cup your cheek, guiding your face towards hers as she leans in for another passionate kiss.

Her words only serve to make her want you more; the thrill of being caught and the danger of being discovered add a new level of excitement to their encounter. She pulls back from your lips, panting softly as she gazes into your eyes. "Just a little longer... please?" Her hand slides between your legs again, fingers moving faster now, teasing and stroking you expertly.

Her other hand cups your cheek once more, thumb rubbing across your lower lip in a gentle, sensual caress that sends shivers through her entire body. "I need you...," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back slightly to get closer still. The feel of your erection pressing against the palm of her hand is driving her wild; it's as if every nerve ending in her body has become centered on this sensation and nothing else matters but getting you inside her once more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you push her back against the couch, your fingers finally finding their way to the hem of her panties. With a moan, she lifts her hips off the ground, helping you slide them down her legs before kicking them aside. Her hands go straight for your erection again, stroking and massaging you through your boxers with experienced ease. She arches her back, offering herself up to you once more as her fingers dance across your sensitive flesh.

Their breath mingles together in the air between them, hot and ragged. Their bodies move together in perfect sync, seeking release from the intense pleasure that builds within them both. Her hips roll upward, pressing against your touch as she gasps your name over and over again. The sound echoes through the room, mixing with your laboured breathing and the slapping of skin on skin as you push closer to the edge together.

Her nails scrape lightly across your chest, digging into your flesh just enough to leave a mark as evidence of their passionate encounter. Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels you trembling against her hand; with one final thrust, you both explode into orgasm. Her body quakes and shudders beneath your touch, and the sound of her release fills the room, drowning out everything else as they both collapse back onto the couch together, their hearts pounding wildly in their chests and their limbs slack with satisfaction.

You lean in to press a soft kiss against her forehead before whispering, "I'll see you tomorrow." She gives a quiet nod, her breath still coming ragged as she tries to catch it. As you stand up and stretch, your erection finally subsides, relieved but also feeling the loss of contact with her. With a smile that holds more promise than apology, you turn to leave the room, giving one last glance back at the woman lying on the couch.

She watches as you exit, her heart racing and her body tingling from head to toe. Her thoughts are a jumble of emotions: desire, satisfaction, guilt... but one thought manages to cut through them all: She cannot wait to see you again tomorrow.

Bianca's heart stops in her chest as she hears the sound of her daughter's voices outside the door. With a panicked glance around the room, she quickly rearranges the mess they made on the couch, scooping up tissues and straightening pillows until there's no obvious sign that anything out of the ordinary happened here. As quietly as possible, she edges over to the window, peeking through the curtains to see if her girls are still there.

Her fingers tremble as they push aside a loose thread on the curtain, revealing a gap just wide enough for her to spy outside. Sure enough, her daughters are standing at the front door, chatting animatedly with each other. Her relief is short-lived though; she knows that sooner or later one of them will look this way and see what she's been up to. She bites her lip anxiously, not sure what to do next.