The Soccer Mom's Bad Boy

by Jordan Silver

  I let her do her own thing until she got the hang of it and I was sure she wasn’t going to choke on my girth, before tapping her ass to get her attention.

  “Bring your pussy over here.” She turned around and lifted her leg over my head with her mouth stuffed full of my cock and I pulled her down to my mouth.

  I took my time and made love to her oyster with my tongue, licking around the labia majora until she flexed and released, letting me know she was enjoying it. Then I moved onto her inner pussy lips and licked up one side and down the other, being careful not to touch her clit until I was ready to send her over the edge.

  She hummed around my dick and tried her best to take more of me in, but it was too much for her. “Take it easy baby we have all the time in the world for you to learn to throat my shit, just suck on the head I like that.”

  She was happy enough to take just the first couple of inches in and suck, and then I taught her how to use her tongue to open my slit and get the escaping pre-cum on her tongue.

  We ate and sucked at each other until our chins were covered in our sexual juices and I was pretty sure her mouth was tired, because although she was only taking the head that shit was still a good four and a half inches around at the tip and widened even more at the base.

  “Ride my dick.” I moved my mouth away from her and helped push her down my body reverse cowgirl so I could enjoy the sight of her ass as she took my meat.

  It was a little rough going in the beginning as she tried to slide down my pole. “Ouch, Dane.” I rubbed her pussy from behind and lined up again.

  “I know baby you can do it, just take your time.” I helped her out with my hands on her ass and hips pulling her off and on, loosening up the pussy, kinda like a stretch to fit. “Hold on.” I fished around on the nightstand for the kerchief and tied it around her mouth. “We don’t wanna wake kiddo.”

  I let her ride me nice and slow for a while, letting her tight pussy get used to me, but soon that was nowhere near enough.

  “I love the fact that your pussy closes up after each fuck, I’m gonna enjoy breaking that shit in for the next sixty years. Now slam down hard and take me in all the way.” She took a deep breath to fortify herself before slamming down hard.

  My cock hit her cervix and she bucked before riding the fuck out of my cock meat like a runaway bronco. I barely held on for dear life as she used my body any which way she liked. Her grunts and moans thank fuck, were contained by the cloth barrier, but not by much.

  When she had bathed my dick for the third time with her cunt juice I spun her around on my cock so that I could get go her tits. I stupidly tore the cloth from her mouth so I could kiss her next.

  I bit down hard on her nipple as she was cumming again, and she howled. “Quiet.” She moved faster on my cock as I suckled her and played with her clit. Her answer to keeping quiet was to bite the fuck out of me each time she was close.

  I encouraged that shit by hitting her spot each and every time. When she grew tired and flopped down on my chest I held her close with one hand on her neck and the other on her ass until I was close myself.

  I dragged her mouth over mine so she could swallow my roar as I emptied my balls inside her for the second time that night. Fuck, her pussy wore me the fuck out once more. If my enemies stormed the house right now I’m not sure I would have enough energy to fight, and she wasn’t in much better shape herself.

  About fifteen minutes later, when our breathing had evened out and I could feel my limbs again, she lifted off my dick and slid off the bed.

  “Where’re you going?” I grabbed her arm and held her in place. “I have to go clean up.” That fucking body is gonna keep her in trouble. I’m sure like most females she could find a million things wrong with it, but for me it was perfection. All soft curves and planes; damn. Her words finally registered after my perusal.

  “That would be no.” I pulled her back down in front of me and situated our bodies so that I was spooning her from behind. “But…” She started to protest but I cut her off.

  “I like knowing that my seed is inside you, that it’s leaking onto your thighs and making you all sticky and messy. In a couple hours I’m gonna enter you again like this and fuck you nice and slow and leave another load in you.” I nuzzled her neck and held her closer in my arms.

  “Oh shit Dane, did you have a vasectomy? I’m not on any kind of birth control.” Yeah I know that shit too. As careful as she is I’m surprised it took her this long.

  “We don’t need it.” I pulled her back closer.

  “But…” I squeezed her tummy gently to get her to hush but then thought better of it, better I hear all her fears and hang-ups now than later.

  “What baby?”

  “What if I get pregnant?”

  “How old are you babe?”

  “Thirty-two.”

  “I’m thirty-four, that means that if you’re gonna carry five or six of my sons we’re gonna have to get started like now so we can both enjoy them for a good long while.”

  “Sons, but what if this doesn’t work, what if you wake up one day and decide that this isn’t what you want?” She was headed for full panic mode.

  “I’m a hundred and fifty percent sure that that’s not gonna happen. I’m not a boy baby; I’m a grown ass man who knows his mind and what he wants. It took me thirty-four years to feel what I feel for you and I know myself well enough to know that if I love you now, I will love you a hundred years from now.

  I’m sure that we’ll have our squabbles over the years, because you’re a female and your species seem to like that shit, but I can promise you that I will always be good to you and our children and just in case you’re wondering, that includes the one we already have.” She tried looking over her shoulder at me but I kept her head turned around.

  “I’ve done enough research to know that your ex doesn’t have much use for either of you.” I felt her body stiffen at that but was quick to reassure her.

  “That’s no reflection on you babe, but on him. Alana is as much mine as you are, together we’ll see that she never wants for anything, especially love.”

  Her shoulders shook and alerted me to the fact that she was crying softly. “Shh.” I turned her around in my arms and held her tight until her crying jag was over, then when I was sure that she was okay, I turned her back around, visions of my cock slipping into her in this position filling my head.

  Chapter 11

  DANE

  For the next few days I played it safe, only coming to her under cover of darkness, until I was sure that we were safe. Then yesterday I started showing the world, or her little community that they were both mine.

  I met Janine officially a few days later when she came over to the house and knew immediately that we were going to be fast friends. The African American woman was my kind of people. A no-nonsense, strong willed type who didn’t take shit and pulled no punches.

  “So, Mr. Dane, I hope you’re not one of those hit it and run types because I’d really hate to have to break your kneecaps for messing with my girl.”

  “Cute.” I had her by a good foot or more but that didn’t seem to deter her. I knew all about her of course and was pleased that she’d been here to help pick up the pieces and put my girl back together for me; for that alone I owed her.

  “I have no intentions on leaving her, and if the time comes that I have to leave here she’s coming with me.” I waited for her reaction. Lately I’d been leaning more towards staying here. I like the area well enough, and since she had roots here and I didn’t really have any where I was, it would be easy.

  “Dammit, I really like you, but I hope you decide to settle here.” Ilene was off somewhere seeing about the girls who were watching TV or something, in order to give the adults some room to talk. I hadn’t really discussed any of this with her as yet because I was still straddling the fence, but I didn’t see me taking her away from all that she knew, especially when I could live anywhere.

  She
came back into the room before I could give her friend a definitive answer and I motioned her over to my side. Her cheeks pinked up as she attached herself to my side and I kissed her temple. The two women sighed and I rolled my eyes because who the fuck knows what they were sighing and dreamy eyed about?

  I went to get a bottle of water from the kitchen and came back to a conversation that I gathered was about the new wife. I hadn’t done a very intense search on her as yet, because from what I found on the surface she was no threat. I wasn’t sure that I could take these twos opinions of her as gospel for obvious reasons, but I might as well get the lay of the land. “Tell me about her.” I directed my question to Janine.

  “You’ve heard of the whore of Babylon? Well that is the slut of Riverdale.”

  “Janine, oh my word.”

  “Hush.” She shushed Ilene while I tried my best not to laugh at her antics.

  “She waltzed into town and befriended this one even though I told her not to, that I didn’t trust that twat. And the next thing you know she’s fucking the littlest dick in the West.” It seems like there were still some raw feelings there, at least on Janine’s part. I was working on my girl not giving a fuck one way or the other anymore.

  Ilene face planted into her palm and looked like she’d like nothing more than to disappear under the table at the littlest dick crack, personally I found the shit funny as fuck.

  “I didn’t tell her that.” She mumbled the words between her fingers.

  “Child please, as many disgruntled mornings as I’ve done spent with you, you didn’t have to tell me that that fool wasn’t working with anything. Now that brings us back to you Mr. Dane, if you’re only here long enough to hit the skins please make it worth while, please tell me you’re packing something bigger than a pencil, this bitch needs to have something to show for the drama that is her life.”

  I almost choked on my water but she wasn’t done. “Laws I despair of this child ever having an orgasm, for shame. So are you or not? Hung I mean.”

  “Janine quit it.” Ilene cut in while I roared with laughter. I wonder what she would tell her friend when I’m not around?

  The conversation went on for some time before I had to leave, and thank fuck they’d changed the subject. Some shit had come up back at the office that I had to deal with, but so far I could handle it from here. If that changed in the next few days I’ll have to leave her, which I was in no way ready for; but at least we’ll get to see how we deal with my many absences in the future.

  I kissed my woman goodbye and whispered some sweet shit in her ear to give her a tingle before going to tell my new daughter goodnight. I’d decided that where she was concerned I wasn’t going to push it. From what little I’d learned, if women were an enigma, these preteen girl types were approaching rabid beast, so I’m going to tread carefully since there were so many different elements at work here.

  I plan to let her come to me instead of forcing myself on her, and so far it seems to be working. “Look after your mom for me while I’m gone lil bit.”

  “I will.” I didn’t even have to instigate the hug that I got or the one that was followed by her little friend. I found that the key to dealing with Alana was to treat her like a mini adult. Know that she had a functioning brain with some pretty good ideas, but she was still at that age where certain things scared the shit out of her and she still needed mommy and daddy. Piece of cake! Contrary to what my guys had said when I asked them for some pointers. According to them, I needed a Hazmat suit and riot gear, dumb fucks.

  It was getting harder to leave so I knew something had to give and soon. I wasn’t on any time constraint, wasn’t about to live my life according to days and times. For some it may seem like too little time had passed since we found each other, but as far as I was concerned, the heart knows what it wants and that’s good enough for me. Besides, times were we saw them and dragged them the fuck off then and there; no muss no fuss. This new way of doing shit was fucked if you ask me.

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  ILENE

  This Dane person is unlike anyone I’ve ever experienced before, and I’m not just talking bedroom gymnastics. His whole persona is so completely different to anything I’d ever known, and I wasn’t sure whether to be flattered half the time, or scared out of my mind.

  Secretly, I love the way he is with me, and my daughter, but there’s still a part of me that’s afraid to trust what I feel or any of it for that matter. How can I go from feeling so undesirable, to believing the things he says to me?

  How do I trust that this versatile and yes volatile man who looked like an orgasm on steroids found me so appealing? Okay so he does put his money where his mouth is, but there has to be something else going on here. I’m still waiting for the punch line because there is no way that he could be serious about all this.

  In the space of a little more than a week he’s lifted me up higher than I’ve ever been and that’s part of what scares me. Not even with Mark, who I thought was the love of my life, did I ever feel the half of what this man makes me feel.

  The way my heart actually hurts when he leaves, or the way it races uncontrollably whenever he’s near. Let’s not talk about what he does to my girly bits, not even liners work anymore. Just the thought of him, or a random memory of one of the myriad of new things he’s taught my body, and I’m off and running.

  I adore the way he can’t seem to stop touching me, especially my ass. Or how he always wants me near when we’re in a room together.

  Yesterday we went public for the first time and although I wasn’t quite sure I was ready for that in such a small town, there was no telling him no. My daughter seems to think that he’s the best thing to happen to us in forever and I’m hoping beyond anything that she doesn’t get her heart broken again.

  “You’re fucking the monster inside of your bed, better listen to voices inside of your head.” Janine’s crass words broke into my reverie.

  “Is that what she’s really saying?” I watched my crazy friend dance around the room with a big sappy grin on her face.

  “No ass, but that’s what I’m telling you. Get that dick girl,”

  “Oh damn can you act your age?”

  “My age my ass, get that shit girl. All kidding aside, I really like him.”

  “I do too.” The two of us started squealing and jumping around with our arms around each other until our girls came and gave us the ‘motherly’ look before disappearing again.

  “Oops, I guess we were being a bit unruly.” I said tongue in cheek.

  “Unruly my ass, this calls for a celebration.” We ended up having a little more wine than I was used to, which worked out at the end of the night when Dane climbed through my window, because he was extremely amorous and there was a moment there when I thought he’d reached my esophagus.

  The proof was in the pudding the next morning when I felt pulls and twinges in places I didn’t even know existed.

  Chapter 12

  DANE

  When my phone rang in the middle of the afternoon and it said wifey calling I had a pretty good idea what she was calling about. It had been two weeks since I’d taken our relationship out in the open, though I still climbed through her window at night because my girl was all about appearances and convention bullshit.

  I’d met her mom just the night before and from that one meeting I was tempted to get my little family the fuck out of dodge. To say the bitch was crazy is an understatement.

  She took one look at me and realized I wasn’t someone she could control the way she did her kid, so she wasn’t very receptive. I let her know in no uncertain terms that I basically could give a fuck and that only seemed to make matters worse. The fuck I care.

  “What’s up baby?”

  “Dane…”

  “Take a deep breath babe.” She was hyperventilating and shit.

  “I’m at the bank, I think I’m in trouble.”

  “Why do you say that?”

  “Because somehow I ha
ve fifty thousand dollars extra in my account and I don’t know how it got there, what should I do?” I should’ve known she’d react this way.

  “I put it there baby.”

  “You…what? are you insane?” She went on and on with her spiel and I let her because everyone should have their say when shit impacted their lives, but fuck this democracy bullshit was gonna take getting used to. It wasn’t going to be long before I reined her ass in, but I gotta start slow. Didn’t want to scare the fuck outta her. Still!

  “Calm the fuck down. I told you, you’re my woman, the kid is now mine as well. Your ex hasn’t shown any interest in taking care of either of you and I’d be fucked if I’m climbing through your window at night to fuck you and you have nothing to show for that shit.

  The money is to cover your bills and other little odds and ends until we find a home. Now I’m in the middle of something so I’ll see you later.” I hung up the phone because I wasn’t interested in having her argue me to death since the shit wasn’t about to work.

  I don’t know how long it’s going to take for me to convince her that she’s worth all the shit I have in store for her. I’d like to meet the ex and plant my foot in his ass for taking that away from her.

  Of course I’d fattened up her account and if she balked at that shit she’d have a heart attack after I was done with her. Part of my mission was to show that fucker up in the worst fucking way for the shit he’d done to her.

  I’m not sure what was the usual protocol for shit like this, but I know that as the man in her life it was up to me to rectify any hurt she’d suffered. And as far as I can tell his was the most damaging. Asshole!

  I’d got quite a bit of info from Janine so I knew what moves I wanted to make and this was only the beginning. If I weren’t so set on giving her time, her ass would be in a house somewhere with both our names on it already.