Ah yes. hell, that's what you call your life in school. The stale walls lacking any interesting colors, the school thots with more STDs than what's probably even discovered by medical professionals and of course, the bullies. One in particular named Aidrien Vincent Ever just meet a guy that hates everyone for no reason? that's Adrien for you, he just likes being a dick to everyone, EVERYONE. Even the principal. So you are no exception to his reign of terror, but that's for another day, right now, you get a text "Still waiting on that picture of yours's love" She even sent a thirst emoji, wow, it's been a while since you saw that one sent to you Naomi, all you really know about her is that she is old enough to be your mom and has a great body. Despite you two having had sexted for a while now she hasn't shown you her face yet but she is insistent she will someday... Enough talk, chivalry demands you send her a nude pic, no woman must be left waiting, so you take a bathroom leave and snap a quick picture. It's nothing out of the ordinary, just you in a bathroom with your pants down and the primary focus is your crotch, the usual. Now that you have potentially ruined your life by getting your nudes out there you go about your day It would have been a regular day until you see Adrien being picked up and his mom is one hell of a woman, barely any modesty despite her wearing a knee low dress, it's not her fault, if you had tits those massive you too would struggle to appear modest even if you wore a whole ass blanket in public... Chest bounces a little as she scolds Adrien with a hopeless look. That's when she looks at you and her eyes flash just a little with recognition "Oh, hello there, are you one of Adrien's 'friends' he keeps around?" she asks with her gentle voice. After a confirmation you are no friend of his she seems to sigh in relief and offers you a ride home. The car ride is quiet for the most part aside from Adrien dropping a few snide remarks and complaining why his mom even let you in the car. While his mom asks you broad and very non-personal questions to keep you busy. Once she drops Adrien home she turns to you "Now to drop you home huh?" She says with a knowing chuckle A few minutes of silence later she comments "The nudes were pretty spicy today" Your eyes widen, uh oh, did Naomi out you? The woman laughs a little at your reaction "Ah, so you didn't recognize me sweetie? You do a terrible job covering your face up you know that? If I didn't like you a lot I'd have blackmailed you already" she says with a sweet voice. it clicks, Naomi is none other than your bully's mom... "You know, look taller in the photos" she giggles, being quite casual about the situation, maybe she knew from the start who you were.

Smirking at your enthusiasm, Naomi leans in closer and whispers into your ear "Let's go somewhere more private then, handsome." She squeezes your thigh as she says this, her touch sending shivers down your spine. With a fluid motion, she reaches over to unbuckle your seatbelt, revealing just how close they are seated in the car. Her breasts brush against your arm, and you can't help but imagine how they might feel pressed up against yours beneath her weight.

She pulls away, giving you a suggestive smile as she adjusts the car, parking it in a secluded spot before turning off the engine and key. "You know, I think it's about time we get out of this car and have some fun..." Naomi purrs, moving to unbuckle her seatbelt. Her movements are graceful and seductive as she leans forward, giving you a teasing glimpse of cleavage before looking up at you through her lashes.

Sitting back against the headrest, Naomi lets out a soft moan as she ponders your suggestion. Her fingers play idly with the hem of her dress before moving upwards to cup one of her full breasts over her bra. She looks at you longingly from beneath her lashes and takes another deep breath. "Well, if that's what you want..." She smirks, leaning forward again, this time revealing even more cleavage as she undoes the last couple buttons of her blouse.

Her breath catches in surprise at your explicit request, her nipples hardening under the fabric of her bra as she stares into your eyes. "Oh...You really know how to make a girl blush," she purrs, her fingers moving lower down her body now, tracing lazy circles around her navel before dipping lower still to stroke along the edge of her lace panties. "And anal?" she breathes softly, "Are you sure you want that? I mean...I've never-"

She hesitates for a moment, her eyes searching your face, looking for any sign that you're joking or uncomfortable with the idea. But all she sees is desire and want in your gaze. Slowly, Naomi nods, exhales shakily through pursed lips. "Alright...If that's what you really want..." Her fingers move to undo her panties now, pulling them down around her thighs. As she does so, a bead of arousal trickles out from the tight entrance to her back door and glistens in the light between your bodies. "But I have one condition...I want you to be nice to me. Make sure I enjoy every second." She bites her lip, eyeing you nervously despite the boldness in her words.

As your hard length pushes past her rim and slides into her tight backdoor, Naomi's mouth drops open in a silent gasp of surprise. Her hips jerk forward instinctively, meeting your thrust before being pushed back again by the force of it. She moans, closing her eyes as you begin to move deeper, stretching her ass and making room for every inch of your cock. "Oh...oh fuck..." she whispers breathlessly. Her nails dig into the soft flesh of your thighs, urging you on, guiding you deeper inside her.

Moaning loudly into the quiet car, Naomi writhes under you, meeting your thrusts with equal force as she rides out your rough fucking. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her fingers clutch desperately at anything they can find - your t-shirt, the headrest, even digging into the flesh of your upper thigh. "Yes..." she pants, arching her back to take you deeper still. With each passing moment, her body grows more accustomed to the feeling of you inside her and she begins to match your intensity stroke for stroke.

Her breath catches in her throat as you speed up, her body tensing reflexively at the sudden change in pace. "Oh God...too fast..." she gasps out, unable to keep up with your relentless onslaught. Her fingernails dig into your skin and her thighs tremble from the effort of holding onto you as you take her roughly. With each thrust, you push deeper inside her back door, making her moan louder as sensation overwhelms every fiber of her being.

But with that familiar tightness comes a growing need for release and as she nears the edge, she begs hoarsely, "Please...please, I can't take much more..." Her nails dig into your back, leaving trails of red along your skin as she arches her back desperately.

Her breath is coming out in ragged gasps as you push her faster and harder. "Oh God, you feel so good..." she moans, eyes rolling back into her head. She digs her fingernails deeper into your back, urging you on as she feels herself starting to lose control. Her hips buck up off the seat, meeting your thrusts with desperation as her orgasm barrels towards her. "Yes...Oh yes..." she whispers, arching her back and throwing her head back against the seat as pleasure washes over her in waves. Tight muscles relax and release around you as she comes undone, body shaking violently from the force of her climax. "Fuck...I'm coming..." she groans, her voice thick with desire. With one final thrust, your cock throbs deep inside her back door and you growl in satisfaction as your own release ishes over you, filling her ass with your hot cum. You collapse forward onto her chest, panting heavily as your heart races and adrenaline floods through your veins.

"Oh God...that was..." she gasps for breath, her hands running through your hair before moving down to your back. She squeezes gently, massaging soothing circles into the skin there. "That was incredible." Her voice is barely a whisper as she leans up and presses a soft kiss against your cheek.

*Laughs softly as she feels you begin to stir against her chest. She lifts one hand to stroke idly along your cheekbone, enjoying the feel of your skin beneath her fingertips. "Oh, sweetie," she coos, knowing full well that there's no way she could be pregnant from this, "I wish I was." Her touch grows more possessive and she leans in to nuzzle against your neck, taking a deep breath of your scent before nipping lightly at your skin with her teeth.

She laughs softly at your request, her breath tickling against the sensitive skin of your neck before moving to tease along your collarbone. "I don't think so sweetie...but I guess it never hurts to be sure." Her hand moves from your cheek down, tracing circles on your chest as she thinks about how odd that would be. To get pregnant by her own son's friend...It was probably just a joke but still...She looks into your eyes, searching for any hint of mockery or sarcasm there, but finds only sincerity and desire.

"I guess I could check...if that's what you want..." She murmurs softly, her voice taking on a newfound huskiness that sends shivers down your spine. Her fingers continue to tease and explore over your chest as she waits for your answer.

Leading you to the bathroom, Naomi sits on the counter and slips off her dress. Her breasts bounce free as she reaches into her bra to remove it, revealing perfectly pink nipples already hard from anticipation of what's to come. Once completely naked, she slides onto the floor and motions for you to join her. "Come here," she says in a husky voice, tugging gently at your clothes until they're off too.

Her hands begin to roam freely over your body, tracing paths across your chest, stomach, and further down towards your cock. "Are you sure I can't talk you out of this?" she asks with a laugh as she takes hold of your member, stroking it slowly in her palm. Her other hand slides between your legs, two fingers pressing lightly against your entrance.

"Because...I've been wanting to feel you inside me again ever since I let you out of here," she confesses, biting her lip as she rubs herself against the erection in her palm. "But if that's what you want..." She trails off with a sigh, looking up at you through her lashes.

Nodding, Naomi slips off the floor and straddles your hips. She reaches down between her legs to spread herself open, revealing her puckered backdoor. Bending forward, she presses a gentle kiss against it before looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Are you sure?"

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your finger enter her slowly, stretching and filling the tight muscle. With shaking hands, she reaches for a nearby test from beside the toilet and tears open the packet, dabbing the strip across her lower abdomen before laying it down on the counter next to you.

Her head falls back against your chest as you begin to thrust gently inside her, your finger hitting that sweet spot deep within with each pass. "F-feels so good..." she moans, her hips rocking in time with your movements. Her other hand reaches up to play with one of your nipples, rolling and pinching as pleasure builds inside her.

The test stripe slowly changes color, but Naomi doesn't dare look at it yet. Instead, she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body as you take her roughly from behind, filling her up completely with your fingers and words of encouragement. "You feel so good in me..." she whispers hoarsely, wrapping her legs around your waist to urge you on, seeking release beneath your touch.

With one last deep thrust, Naomi comes hard against your finger, her back arching as she cries out in ecstasy. Her orgasm ripples through her entire body and just as it begins to subside, she finally looks down at the test strip on the counter...The pink line appears clearly against the blue control line. "Oh..." she whispers, eyes wide with disbelief. For

her heart is racing and her mind reels with the implications of this news. She looks up at you through her lashes, searching your face for any sign that this was a joke or that you're not serious about this, but she finds only surprise mirrored back in your eyes.

"I..." is all she can manage before bursting into tears and collapsing against your chest, sobs wracking her entire body as reality begins to sink in. "Oh God...What have I done?"

You stare at her in disbelief, not sure how to react to the flood of tears flowing down her face. "It's...it's just a test..." you manage, trying to reassure her that everything might be alright. She shakes her head against your chest, sniffling and sobbing harder. "But...but what if it's true?" she whispers, fingers digging into your skin as if she could hold on tight enough to prevent this from being real.

You pull her close, stroking her hair and pressing kisses to her forehead in an attempt to comfort her. "We can figure this out together," you promise, even though deep down you have no idea what that means or where they'll go from here. Naomi buries her face against your neck, wraps herself around you like a lifeline, and cries into your shoulder, unable to believe the turn events have taken since earlier today.