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Anything For Her Baby
🕑 Added 2024-01-31 01:00:01 +0000 UTCOne look at the boy standing on her doorstep and Morena envied her daughter. He was about her age and clearly the type to come sniffing after her, tall and well-built without an ounce of fat on his body. He was dark as well as tall and handsome, with eyes that were almost black, smoldering as they looked Morena up and down in a way she would’ve found concerning if it weren’t so gratifying.
“Ms. Baccarin? Is Camila home?”
“No, I’m afraid not. She’s out with… a friend,” Morena finished awkwardly. She didn’t want to say her daughter was out with her boyfriend. It seemed presumptuous, somehow.
“That’s alright,” the teenager said. “I’m Loomis. I actually wanted to talk with you… about your daughter.”
“Oh?” Morena asked, now gripping tighter the door she had opened to him. It was something an adult would say. She didn’t like hearing it from someone young enough to be her son.
“May I come in?”
Morena felt a shivery sensation go through her. Even under the circumstances, it certainly would be something having a man she was so attracted to alone in the house with her. “If it’s that important.”
“It is,” Loomis said, taking hold of her arm and bringing her along with him deeper into the house, to the living room.
A flood of desire went through Morena, her legs shaky with each step. She pulled her arm out of his grip.
“I don’t appreciate being manhandled!”
“You’ll appreciate this even less,” he said, taking a folder out from under his arm. He brought a sheaf of paper out of it. “Here’s your daughter’s term paper.”
“I don’t understand,” Morena said, taking it from him.
Loomis smiled. She didn’t like it. It was like he knew something she didn’t. More than that, he enjoyed her ignorance—his own superiority.
“And here,” he said, taking another paper out of the folder, “is another essay from 1973.”
He held it out to Morena. Her eyes swiveled from the paper in her hand to the one Loomis was showing her. Aside from formatting, it was identical. One paragraph after another, every word was the same.
“I don’t believe this,” Morena gasped. “My Camila wouldn’t—I mean, she couldn’t. How did you…?”
“Just a little twist of fate,” Loomis told her. “I’m a TA. When I was going over the papers, it reminded me a lot of something I’d read before. I checked it out. As you can see, Camila plagiarized her term paper. That’s an automatic expulsion. And I don’t have to tell you what it’ll do to her college prospects, even if she manages to somehow talk the principal into letting her graduate.”
“There must be some mistake. I’ll call her—”
Morena turned to go to the landline, but Loomis put his hands on her shoulders and shoved her down onto the couch behind her. His grip was strong, his strength immense. It was like an electrical current going through her, being held by him, even for a brief instant.
“What’s the point? You already know the truth. That ‘friend’ she’s out with? She spends so much time getting fucked by him that she doesn’t take time to study. She’s too busy sucking cock, getting eaten out, getting reamed out. She thought it’d be more fun to just swipe an old paper and tell everyone it was hers, so she’d have more time to give handjobs under the bleachers.”
Morena’s face blushed hot red. “That’s my daughter you’re talking about!”
“I know. She looks a lot like you. Those swarthy good looks. The dark hair. The café au lait skin. And those perky little tits. Obviously, everyone would just love to fuck her. But she only lets her boytoy get her off. I want that tight cunt of hers, Mrs. Baccarin. But yours will do.”
He grabbed her by the lapels of her blouse and pulled her up, kissing her with his hot mouth. She struggled against him but either he was very strong or she was very weak. Eventually, Loomis dropped her back down to the couch, standing over her with his lips ajar and his breath coming hard.
“I want you to suck my cock,” he told her. “I want you to suck me and suck me and suck me until I come in your mouth. And then no one will find out about what a bad girl your daughter’s been.”
“That’s sick,” Morena gasped. “You’re sick. To force me to do those things—”
“No one’s forcing you to do anything,” Loomis said. “If you want, I’ll take all of this right to the principal. I’m sure he’ll give Camila what she deserves. But if you don’t want her getting that, you’d better blow me.”
“Now just wait a minute,” Morena said, beginning to gesture toward him.
He didn’t give her time to think. Instead, Loomis grabbed her hand and pressed it up against his cock. His erection was already hot and pulsing.
Morena couldn’t help herself. It’d been years, decades since she’d touched the penis of anyone but her husband and Loomis was far more hung than him. She instinctively moved her fingers up and down the length of her endowment.
“That’s a good start,” he told her. “But making me come in my pants won’t save your daughter. Only that pretty mouth will.”
“I can get you money,” Morena protested.
Loomis shook his head. “I don’t want money.”
Morena stopped stroking him. It took an effort. “What if you tell the school about what happened and I tell them how you tried to blackmail me? You’ll be finished too!”
He grinned. “I’m a minor. I’ll tell them that you tried to seduce me. That you’d do anything to get Camila out of a jam. You’ll lose everything, just like her.”
“No one will believe you! I’m on the PTA, the library board, people know me!”
Now Loomis really grinned. “That’s why I set a camera on the windowsill. It’s gotten some nice pictures of you wrapping your hand around my cock. They’ll believe that. So you might as well go all the way, you dumb slut. Take my cock and suck it while I’m still hard. I’m not into that edging shit.”
Morena saw that she had no choice. Loomis had fenced her in completely. The only hope she saw for herself was to give in quickly and please him with her compliance.
She moved her fingertips to her fly. Her heart pounded as she pulled it down. She reached inside his open fly and found he wasn’t wearing underwear; there was nothing to stop his meaty erection from immediately confronting her.
She wrapped her fingers around his manhood and started shucking them up and down. With just a little movement on his prick, she felt the stickiness of his dripping precum.
Carefully, she eased him out of his pants. Her hand rolled up and down again. Her fingers slipped down to his balls and she felt those too, full of cum. How much of it would she have to swallow when he came? Or would he even want that? Loomis might decide to come on her face, or her tits. Anywhere he wanted. Nothing was off-limits now that he had her so beholden to him.
“Now put that in your mouth,” Loomis ordered her. “I’m in a real kinky mood and I’ve been thinking of your sexy smile for so long that I don’t want anything else. Get down on your knees and take it in your mouth, you stupid bitch. Time to make up for what a whore your little girl is.”
As Loomis spoke, he took his big, thick erection in hand and wagged it obscenely in front of him, as if directing Morena to where he wanted her and what he wanted her to do.
Morena fell to her knees—looking up at Loomis from this new, alien, degrading position. A tear filled one eye, then the other. It was all so humiliating, but she knew she could bear it. Not like knowing Camila had been expelled; expelled when her mother could’ve done something to stop it. She had no choice at all. If she didn’t pay this depraved price, it was her daughter who would suffer. She’d do anything… even this… for her child.
She reached for his prick, but Loomis slapped her hand away. “God, what a slut you are. Barely had to take it out and already your mouth is open. Obviously this is where Camila gets it from. Before I let you enjoy this big dick, I think I’d better punish you a little for raising such a whore of a daughter.”
With his words hissing in the air like some fallen power line, shocking Morena with echo after echo in her disbelieving ears—how could her normal day have become so degenerate so quickly?—Loomis stepped forward and slapped his fat cock against Morena’s cheek. He peeled it slowly away; slathered in precum, it hung onto Morena’s cheek tightly.
“Loomis, please,” Morena pleaded. “It’s not too late. You haven’t done anything… illicit yet. We can call all of this a mistake… find some other way to take care of you. If you don’t want money, I could get you something else—anything—all you have to do is name it…”
Loomis slapped his cock against the other side of her face. His muscular chest heaved with sadistic laughter. He knew that if Morena let him do this, he’d be able to do anything at all to her.
“I want to look at you and think ‘that bitch knows what my cum tastes like’.” Loomis pressed his glans against her closed lips. Morena’s lips weren’t shut very tightly. He pushed past them, into her sparkling white teeth, and rubbed the tip of his prick against her teeth, between her lips, under her nostrils—there was no way for her to avoid its musk. “Now suck it. Suck it good too, because if you can’t make me come, I’m going straight to the principal’s office. And you having my dick on your face will be for nothing.”
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