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All He Wants is His Best Friend’s Mom — Part 7

Nerd has revenge sex with his redheaded foster mom!

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“G’night, Adam,” Simon said sleepily, his voice already trailing off as he pulled the covers over himself. The room was dimly lit, and the quiet hum of central heating provided a comforting rhythm.

“Night, Simon,” Adam replied with a smile on his lips. He lay on his back, hands folded behind his head, while his eyes remained open. As Simon drifted off to sleep, Adam’s thoughts wandered to Eliza. He couldn’t shake the image of the look on her face when she saw him naked; a mix of shock, curiosity, and something else… desire?

Eliza had been nervous around him all night. She fidgeted whenever he was near, her eyes darting away quickly, avoiding his gaze. It was cute, like a scared rabbit. Whenever she spoke, her voice wavered, betraying her anxiety. It was as if she was trying to keep herself from thinking about what she had seen — but the more she tried, the more her thoughts seemed to revolve around it.

Adam could tell she was attracted to him, despite her best efforts to hide it. He wondered if her husband could satisfy her. Oh, it was obvious they loved each other, but he could tell by David’s lack of energy and Eliza’s reaction to Adam’s body that she must be craving more.

And that’s where Adam came in. He reveled in the idea of fulfilling Eliza’s unspoken desires, giving her what her husband couldn’t. It wasn’t just about the sex for him; it was about power and control, asserting his dominance over another man’s wife. The taboo aspect of cuckolding David and in a different way Simon, that further excited him.

He felt a familiar stirring in his loins and imagined Eliza’s soft, supple body writhing beneath him, her moans of pleasure filling the air as he drove his cock deep inside of her, lifting her to heights of ecstasy she’d never experienced before.

And then, at that moment, she would be his.

Adam’s fingers trailed down his chest, coming to rest on the waistband of his boxers. He bit his lip as he slowly slipped a hand inside, taking hold of his ever-growing erection. Each stroke brought images of Eliza to the forefront of his mind, thoughts that were both tantalizing and forbidden.

He hadn’t always been so adept at reading a woman’s intentions or possessing the confidence he had now. After all, Adam had always been a skinny kid with one massive asset that wasn’t immediately noticeable. It hadn’t always been easy for him to tell when a woman was interested or how to convince them to take a peek under his hood to see what he had to offer.

No, that was a skill that had to be taught. And, for better or worse, it was the Pig who had made it all happen.

Let me help you, Adam, Heather’s voice seemed to whisper in his ear and he even imagined her warm breath on his ear lobe.

Heather’s face, flushed with concern, swam into his vision as his fantasies about Eliza morphed into memories of the woman who had raised him. That night, after Pig had left, she had helped him to bed. He had been alternating between nausea and pain and the next thing he knew, Heather was in bed with him, wearing nothing but a thin slip of a nightgown over her voluptuous body. Her eyes, filled with worry, had scanned his bruised and battered face as she held an ice pack to his swollen cheek.

“Why?” Adam had asked her through swollen lips.

“Because I need the money, sweetie,” she replied, her soft voice barely audible. “He… he isn’t so bad… most of the time.”

As his hand continued to work his throbbing shaft, Adam recalled the way Heather’s touch had felt on his skin, the warmth of her body pressed against his, soothing away the pain even as it ignited his desire for her. His cock had pushed forward, tenting his boxers. Heather’s eyes grew wide when she noticed.

“Holy shit, Adam!” She said chuckled. “Are you hard?”

Adam turned away, tears stinging his eyes, but that did nothing to calm the throbbing in his cock. Here was Heather, barely dressed, her heavy breasts pressing against his arm. She still smelled of sweat and sex, although she had washed Pig’s dirty cum off her face. It didn’t matter. A younger, more innocent Adam couldn’t stop his lust from boiling in his balls as Heather slowly lowered his hand to his cock.

“It is sooo big!” Heather murmured, her fingers brushing against his hardness as she applied the ice pack to his bruised face. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp. “I didn’t know you were…this developed.”

He looked into her eyes, seeing genuine shock mixed with something else — curiosity, perhaps even desire. As if drawn by some magnetic force, Heather’s hand moved back to the bulge in his pants, gently tracing its outline. With trembling fingers, she carefully slid them down to reveal his throbbing cock.

Adam closed his eyes, feeling the confused feelings of lust, anger, and disgust rising within him. This was the woman who had essentially raised him, yet here she was, her pale fingers closing around his turgid flesh.

“Good Lord, Adam,” she breathed, her eyes glued to the enormous erection before her. “You’re going to make some woman very happy.”

“I… I am?” Adam asked hesitantly. “Huh… how?”

Heather licked her lips, and Adam could see the hunger in her eyes as she lifted his massive shaft towards her bruised, red lips. “Let me show you.”

Heather leaned in, placing a tender kiss at the base of his shaft before sliding her warm, wet tongue up his length. Adam watched, mesmerized as her lips parted and her pink tongue darted out and teased the sensitive underside of his cock. Then, with a wicked gleam at Adam, she opened her mouth a Adam groaned with relief as her warm, sucking mouth closed around the bulging head.

“God, you’re so big, Adam,” she gasped, trying in vain to take him all in. “So fucking thick. Mmm…”

Her excitement was infectious; Adam’s heart raced as he watched her take him deeper and deeper, her cheeks hollowing with each greedy suck. He could hardly believe this was happening, that the woman who had been like a mother to him was now worshiping his cock with such fervor.

Adam felt like he was in a dream, as Heather’s head bobbed up and down on his thrusting length. Her lips were soft and wet, her tongue exploring and teasing with each pass. His hands trembled as he ran them through her hair, feeling the silky softness against his skin.

Heather continued to pleasure him, her movements becoming more frenzied as her excitement built. Adam felt himself nearing the brink of orgasm, the heat rising in his body until it seemed like it would consume him entirely. But just before he could reach the peak of pleasure, Heather pulled away from him, leaving him trembling and panting for air.

“Not yet!” Heather gasped. “You need to learn how to hold out, no matter how much you want to come. You need to please me!”

Heather’s breasts were heaved with her ragged breaths, her hard pink nipples begging for attention. She took Adam’s hand and placed them on her breasts. Then, she moved into him, smashing her pale flesh into his palm. With her other hand, she pinched her nipple, twisting it which brought a deep, sultry moan from somewhere deep inside of her.

“Now you, baby!” Heather moaned. “Pinch my nipples.”

Adam took a deep breath and pinched one of her nipples, gently at first but then harder with each passing second. Heather gasped and moaned in pleasure, arching her back against him as he kneaded and pinched her pink nubs.

“That’s, baby!” she whined. “Now, I have got to feel that man cock!”

Adam trembled as Heather eagerly straddled him. She reached down and, with a practiced hand, rubbed the fat tip of his cock against the puffy, dripping lips of her cunt. Adam had a brief image of Heather riding that fat bastard Pig, then the thought was gone, washed away by Heather’s warm, wet tunnel.

The sensation of her oily softness enveloping him was indescribable, sending bolts of pure ecstasy shooting through his balls. Heather rocked back and forth, slowly at first, then building to a hard, frenzied pace. Adam lay pinned to the bed enthralled by the sight of Heather’s heavy breasts bouncing up and down as she bit her lip, taking him deeper and deeper inside her succulent depths.

Heather seemed to be in a world of her own, her eyes closed as she rode him. Adam felt a surge of lust coupled with anger. Who was she thinking of when she rode him? Pig? Some other bastard she had picked up at the bar?

With a vengeful thrust of his hips, he drove his cock upward inside of her, impaling her with his length. Heather gasped andher eyes flew open, a look of pure desire in her eyes.

“Oh, God, baby! It’s sooo big!”

“What’s my name?” Adam hissed and rammed upward, stabbing at her soft, inner flesh eliciting a surprised throaty cry from the buxom red head.

“A… A… Adam!”

“That’s right, you bitch!” Adam cried and saw the flush of shame pass over Heather’s face, but he didn’t care. He wanted to hurt her, the way she had hurt him as she watched Pig beat on his face.

Remarkably, he felt no pain form the beating. All he felt was the pleasure of driving his manhood deep into Heather’s defenseless cunt, pounding her into submission.

Adam’s lust continued to rise, his anger hot and hard as his cock. He realized suddenly that Heather had been taking advantage of him. His thoughts swirled, a mix of excitement and resentment. With a sudden surge of rage, Adam gripped Heather’s hips and pulled her off his throbbing cock.

Heather gasped for air, her eyes hazed with drunken lust, a pout on her puffy, red lips.

“What are you doing?”

“Get on your hands and knees, slut” Adam growled.

Heather looked surprised but rolled over. Adam reached down, dug his fingers into the ample flesh of her hips and yanked her up on all fours. Heather gasped in pain and desire, her heavy breasts swaying as Adam forced her into position, presenting her dripping wet cunt to him like a gift. Adam’s heart pounded in his chest, his dominant instincts ignited by the sight before him.

With a hard grip on her hips, he thrust his massive cock back inside her from behind, eliciting a sharp cry from Heather. Adam surged forward with an unbridled ferocity, his hips hammering her as he pounded into her depths. His muscles flexed with every thrust, and Heather’s cries mixed between gasps of pleasure and moans of shock as his enormous cock punched deep into her core. Her pussy gripped him, urging him on, hungry for his cock.

“Baby… Oh god, baby, you’re so big… I can’t believe how much you’re stretching me,” Heather panted.

“Who’s fucking you, Heather!” Adam slapped Heather on the ass, leaving behind an angry red mark. “Who’s fucking you now, bitch?”

“You are, Adam… You are,” she cried, her face flushed red and contorted in ecstasy.

The sound of her submission only fueled Adam’s lust, his thrusts growing faster and more powerful. Heather’s body convulsed beneath him, her juices coating his cock and dripping onto the bed below. As he felt her cunt tightening around him, he knew she was close to climax.

“Come for me, Heather,” Adam ordered, his voice low and commanding.

Heather let out a desperate cry, her body shuddering violently as an orgasm ripped through her. Adam could feel her cunt pulsating around his cock, milking him for all he was worth. But, he didn’t stop. He fucked her straight through the orgasm until she collapsed on the bed, whimpering as he continued to plow her depths like no man had ever done before.

Finally, Adam pulled out of her quivering body,flipped Heather onto her back, and straddled her heaving chest. Her heavy breasts pressed against him as he slid his still-erect cock between them. Looking down at her flushed face and glazed eyes, he knew what he needed to do. He needed to replace Pig’s dirty seed with his own.

“Look at me, Heather” he commanded, his voice thick with lust.

With a dazed nod, Heather opened her eyes and salw the engorged tip of his cock thrusting between her breasts. Without being told, she parted her soft lips just enough for him to see the tip of her pink tongue. Digging his fingers into her fleshy orbs, Adam fucked Heather’s tits, the sensation of her warm, supple flesh enveloping his shaft drove him closer to the edge.

“Take it, Heather… Take every last drop of my cum,” he growled.

As if on command, Adam’s climax surged through him, his seed erupting from his cock like a geyser. Thick ropes of cum splattered across Heather’s face and breasts, bathing her in his essence. She gasped and moaned, her tongue darting out to taste him, savoring the salty-sweet essence of his release.

In that moment, Adam felt both powerful and vulnerable, the realization sinking in that he had not only broken free of Heather’s control, but he had also taken possession of her body and soul. It was an intoxicating mixture of guilt, shame, and desire — one that would haunt him for years to come.

Later, they lay together in Adam’s bed, Heather snuggling up close to him. The room smelled of sweat and sex, a smell that Adam would get used to over the coming months. But, that night, he was still new to this world of sex and domination and, despite his forceful attitude during sex, he still felt unsure of himself.

“That was so good!” Heather murmured, tracing slow circles over Adam’s chest. “Was that your first time?”

Adam hesitated and Heather chuckled.

“You have nothing to be ashamed of, believe me! You were amazing!”

Adam couldn’t help but feel warmth fill his chest. He stroked Heather’s hair and she snuggled closer, almost purring like a cat.

“You know,” she said. “I could teach you more.”

She slid her hand down his belly then rubbed a finger over the tip of his cock. Adam hissed at the sudden rush of pleasure and Heather chuckled again.

“I could teach you how to please women,” she purred, running her hand over the belly of his cock. Already Adam was getting hard again, something that shocked most women, but Heather hadn’t been shocked. She’d been delighted.

She slid down his body and Adam moaned as she ran her tongue over the sensitive head, lapping away the drops of cum that had seeped out. Then, she gripped his cock confidently on one hand, looking deep into Adam’s eyes.

“I could make you a stud, Adam. You could have any woman you wanted,” she licked his cock like a popsicle, then gave the tip a wet, open-mouthd kiss. “I could turn you into a god!”

With that, she took him into his mouth and sucked him back into hardness.

His lessons had only just begun.

Over the following months, Heather became both Adam’s lover and his teacher, guiding him through the intricacies of a woman’s body with unbridled passion. Their encounters were frequent and intense, each one leaving them both breathless and satiated. With her skilled hands and knowing eyes, she taught him how to caress a woman’s soft skin, to tease her until she was begging for release, and then to bring her to ecstasy in ways he could never have imagined.

“Remember, darling,” Heather purred into his ear one evening as they basked in post-orgasmic bliss, “once you get them into bed, there’s no turning back. Once they see what you have to give them, they will give in.”

Adam took her words to heart, absorbing every lesson, every whispered secret, and every sigh of pleasure. He felt his confidence growing, blooming like a dark flower within him, fueled by his newfound power over women and their desires.

But as the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, a nagging suspicion began to take root in the back of Adam’s mind. Despite their passionate trysts and Heather’s assurances that he was the only man who could truly satisfy her, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t quite right.

One night Adam was in a deep sleep when he heard the door to the trailer open. He searched the bed for Heather and found it cold. It had been months since she had gone out, preferring to stay home with Adam and his ever present erection.

She hadn’t needed another man, or so she had told him.

“…couldn’t stay away, could you, baby?” Pig’s gruff voice was unmistakable, and Adam felt a cold fury welling up inside him.

“Shh,” Heather murmured, her voice sultry and seductive. “Adam’s asleep… we have to be quiet.”

With each word, the rage inside Adam grew hotter, his vision turning red as he struggled to contain it. He couldn’t believe that Heather would betray him like this, after everything they’d shared together.

“Quiet…” he growled through gritted teeth, his hands balling into fists at his sides. “I’ll show you quiet.”

Adam creeped out of his room towards Heather’s bedroom at the other end of the trailer. As he passed through the kitchen, Adam’s eyes fell upon a heavy, cast iron skilled. On instinct, he grasped the handle and lifted it, feeling the comforting weight of the black metal in his hand.

Clutching the handle tightly, he stalked back towards the bedroom. He cracked open the door and his guts twisted as he saw Heather on her knees, sucking Pig’s cock with a wanton hunger. Every time she bobbed down on his thin, root, her head rubbed against the clammy fat of Pig’s belly. The sight of her red mouth on that fat bastard’s cock made the flames of his anger burn out of control. With a guttural roar,rushed into the room, swung the frying pan with all his might, and caught Pig squarely on the side of his head with a sickening crunch.

The force of the blow sent Pig crashing to the floor, blood streaming from his temple, while Heather shrieked in shock and fear.

“Adam!” she gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief. “What are you doing?!”

Adam breathed deeply and, for a moment he thought he had killed the fat man. Then Pig let out a wet gurgle and Adam realized he was not dead, just dazed.

“What am I doing?” Adam demanded, his voice cold and harsh. “What are you doing?”

Heather looked up at him with tear-filled eyes.

“I… I have to, Adam,” she choked out. “You don’t understand… We need the money. Who buys the food? Who pays for electricity? Now that you’re eighteen, there’s no more money coming in from the state. I have to do this, even though I love you and I need you.”

Adam glanced around the broken trailer, taking in the peeling wallpaper, the threadbare furniture, and the empty liquor bottles that littered the floor. He looked back at Heather, sprawled on the ground like a discarded ragdoll, and felt a wave of disgust wash over him.

“I deserve better than this,” he spat, stooping down to rummage through Pig’s pockets. He pulled out a thick wad of cash and shoved it into his pocket, then moved toward the kitchen.

“Please, Adam!” Heather cried, trying to pull herself up. “Don’t go! I’ll stop drinking, I promise! I’ll be better, just… please don’t leave me!”

But her words fell on deaf ears as Adam yanked open a cupboard and pulled out an old, Folgers coffee can. He ripped open the lid and revealed a small stash of money hidden that Heather hid so she could buy liquor. Liquor paid with money from sucking Pig’s cock. He took the cash and left the empty can on the counter.

“Goodbye, Heather,” he said coldly, turning his back on the woman who had once been his world.

“Adam, please!” Heather sobbed, reaching out for him as he headed for the door. But he didn’t look back; he couldn’t bear to see the cracked mask of the woman who had taught him everything she knew about desire, seduction, and control.

As he stepped out into the cold night, the door slamming shut behind him, Adam felt a strange mixture of relief and sadness. He was leaving behind a broken home, a broken woman, and a life that he no longer wanted.

But he couldn’t shake the guilt and shame that clung to him like a second skin, or the dark knowledge of what he had become under Heather’s tutelage. He had learned to wield his body like a weapon, to ensnare women in a web of lust and desire that they could never escape.

And now, as he strode away from the crumbling trailer park, his breath frosting in the air around him, he knew that he would use those skills to carve out a better life for himself — one where he was in control, and where he would never again be humiliated by anyone.

“Watch out, world,” he whispered into the darkness, a bitter smile twisting his lips. “Here I come.”

***

Adam’s mind snapped back to the present moment, his hand gripping his monstrous cock as he neared climax. He gasped and moaned, feeling the heat of desire coursing through him. His thoughts drifted to Eliza and how he could use his gift — the one that Heather had taught him so well — to seduce her out of her money and into his web of lust.

Heather would be shocked if she knew that her lessons had not only allowed him to break free from the chains of their torrid past but also paved the way for him to pursue a better life. He grinned wickedly at the thought, his breathing ragged as he continued stroking himself.

“Damn,” he muttered under his breath, beads of sweat forming on his brow. “I’ve come a long way.”

The room was dimly lit, the flickering streetlights casting shadows on the walls. As Adam’s hand moved faster and faster, his heart raced with the thrill of what was to come. He imagined himself taking control of Eliza, making her submit to his every whim, just as he had done with Heather.

“Eliza,” he whispered, his voice barely audible even to himself. “You won’t know what hit you.”

His body tensed, and he felt the familiar wave of pleasure beginning to build deep within him. With a final, powerful stroke, Adam let out a guttural groan, releasing his pent-up desires in a torrent of hot, sticky release.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed, his voice strained with the intensity of his orgasm. He lay there, panting, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath.

As he slowly regained his composure, he glanced around the warm bedroom — a far cry from the cold, cramped trailer where he’d once lived. He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy; Simon was so lucky to have a loving family and a comfortable life.

It was unfair. Simon had been born into this family. He hadn’t had to earn it. Adam had had to fight for everything he had in life and he was willing to fight for this.

Even if that meant destroying Simon in the process.

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