School Of Thot: Cucked By My Hot Step-Mom

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CHAPTER ONE
CAUGHT BY MY MOM WITH MY DICK IN MY HAND

The day my life changed wasn’t the day my father, the billionaire Brian Roxwell, decided to divorce my Mom. It sure as hell wasn’t the day that he went on to fall in love with a baddie from the Philippines who had barely just crossed into her 30s. It didn’t help at all that she was a gorgeous bombshell that I, an 18-year-old horny boy, couldn’t stop fantasizing about. No, my life didn’t change when those momentous events happened.

It changed today. And somehow, I believed everything played out exactly as it was supposed to.

Just before I was to prepare for school, I was in the same place at the same time I was every day. I was in her bedroom. Every morning, my stepmother, Jolene, had her beauty shower, and every morning, I snuck in to watch her bathe.

Like the little creep that I was.

The curtains over the tub were thin, and despite the mist from the steaming hot water, I could still get a clear view of her. And this morning in particular, she was singing a song in Tagalog as she slowly washed her body. And as she washed, she danced sensually to her own tune.

Aroused, I leaned against the wall, one hand braced against it as the other hand held my white erect cock as I pumped it. I was jerking off to her naked body, staring at her through the thin sheet of material. My heart was beating heavily in my chest, and my fingers tightened around my cock. I felt my body tense up as I approached my climax. I was breathing hard and fast, ready for it. Nothing was going to stop me now.

Just then, I heard a jarring sound rip through the quiet of the house. A phone was ringing. I knew it wasn’t mine, so it had to be hers. It was sudden and jarring, but I was too far gone in my climb to the climax.

“Fuck…” I groaned as I continued pumping my cock just as I came hard into my fist.

Just then, Jolene stopped singing as she slid the curtain open, reaching for her phone. And just like that, she caught me with my pants down and my cock in my hand, cum dripping through my fingers.

Her eyes widened in shock at once as she stared at me, “What the fuck are you doing, Dan?”

I stood there, like a deer caught in headlights, unable to move under her intense gaze. But then, it wasn’t just fear of being caught, but finally seeing her fully naked, without the curtain. It was a cosmic experience.

She was drop-dead gorgeous. She had an oval-shaped face, with striking eyes that could pierce even the coldest of hearts. She had a smallish nose and lips that were always smothered in red lipstick. And boy, she was stacked. She had firm boobs that stood on her chest, proud and erect, and when I watched her do yoga, they swung with her movements in a sexy way. Her body then curved sensually to a slim waist, where she had her pubes shaved in the form of an upside-down triangle. Almost like an arrow pointed at her pussy.

It was screaming, This is the way; fuck me here!!!

She had the sexiest legs on any woman I had ever seen, and she had a sexy bubble butt that shot out of her, fitting like a glove into any outfit she put on, and swinging from left to right when she walked. And then, the sexy ass tapered down to sexy legs that ended in her very clean and pale feet. My step-mom was the most beautiful woman in the world. And I just couldn’t stop dreaming of her, legs spread wide apart as she was stuffed full of a massive cock!

“Dan!!!” She snapped, pulling me out of my reverie of lusting over her body. I jerked up at once, forcing myself to stop staring at her boobs and instead at her face. “I said, what the fuck is this?”

Beside her, the phone finally stopped ringing, sending the bathroom into silence once more.

Still, knowing that I was here and I could see her clearly, she didn’t make a move to cover herself up. She didn’t cover her breasts with her hands or even reach for her towel; she stood akimbo, putting all her goods on display and expecting me to think straight.

Like, how the hell was that possible?

She then looked me over, her piercing eyes combing me from head to toe. She then settled on my cock that was still in my hand, although now soft.

“You fucking pig!” She muttered, “You do know I’m your step-mom, right? What the fuck are you thinking?”

“I… I uh…” I muttered, unable to make a coherent statement.

“What the hell is in that brain of yours? How many times have you done this? Do you do this every time I take my bath?”

“Well, I’m sorry, Jolene. It’s just that… It’s just that you’re so hot and your body… your body…” I stopped talking. Unable to go any further, because my cock was getting hard yet again.

“For fuck’s sake, Dan!” She cried in incredulity, “You’re getting hard again?!”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help it. Your boobs…”

“What about my boobs?” She asked, “What about them, you wimp? When you jerk off, what do you fantasize about? What do you do to me in that perverted mind of yours? With that tiny little dick?”

“I… uh…” I stammered. I looked away from her, unable to say the things that I really thought of when I jerked off. How could I tell her of all the crazy situations I put her in just for me to nut? She already thought I was a pervert; I didn’t want her to think worse of me.

So, I simply shook my head.

“Hell no!” She replied as she stepped out of the tub, her breasts swinging as she walked towards me. I just wanted to reach out and grab them, but I forced myself to stay still, even though my cock was betraying me. It was hard as a rock and raging at the moment. “You’re gonna tell me what goes through your mind when you jerk your meat off.”

“Uh…” I muttered. I then sucked in a deep breath, ready to speak. “I -”

Just then, her phone began to ring again. She eyed me for a few seconds; then she turned and picked it up. She frowned at the screen and turned to me.

“Why is your school calling me?”

At that, I knew what the call was about. I let out a sigh as I pulled my pants up. Jolene answered the call.

“Hello,” as she always did when she spoke on the phone; she kept her voice sultry. As if she were trying to seduce whoever was on the other end of the call. She listened for a while, then nodded, “Yeah, that’s me, Jolene Roxwell... I’m his mother.” She listened for a while, “Oh. He didn’t mention that to me… is it that bad?... sure, I’ll be there this morning… thanks, Mr. Gabe.”

She ended the call, and her hand dropped to her sides as she stared at me, “Seriously? You have the time to stand here and jerk off when your grades are in the slum? What the hell have you been doing all term in the school?”

“That wasn’t my fault! I thought Kim had it controlled, but I was wrong. And we ended up failing a couple of classes!”

Kim was my project partner in class, and I had assumed that she was intelligent because she was an exchange student from South Korea who was also on scholarship at Carnal High School.

I left everything to her, thinking things would work out for me. Because her success would be my success. But I was wrong, and her failure ended up becoming mine as well.

“You fucking idiot! But that doesn’t seem to be the only problem, because why else will your homeroom teacher want to see me?” She demanded, “What did you do?”

“Nothing! I swear!”

“You shouldn’t lie to me, Dan. When I get to your school, I’ll learn the truth anyway!”

“I did nothing,” I told her. I then turned and walked away.

“You better get ready for school, boy!” She cried after me, “We’re going together!”

This was going to be the worst day of my life. Having my hot step-mom go to school with me. Could things get any worse for me?

Oh yeah! They could. And I was about to find out in the worst way possible just who my step-mom really was.

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CHAPTER TWO
A HOT MOM AND BLACK TEACHER CONFERENCE

Ever since I started attending Carnal High School, I have never been so s