As Mrs. Nowicki walked down the hallway towards the school principal's office, her heart sank to her feet. She had a strong intuition that her son was the source of this meeting, given his shut-in character at home. When she arrived in the office, she sat down across from the principal, her body stiff with worry and anticipation.
"What did he do this time? Is he in trouble?" She asked, her voice tinged with concern.
The principal sat with his hands clasped and rested his chin on them. "Lauren," he began, his gaze grave. "It has come to my attention that your son has been the victim of a series of altercations lately."
He took a breath before continuing. "James is often targeted by students who view him as an easy target to pick on. Some of these altercations have gotten physical and have escalated into bullying."
Mrs. Nowicki couldn't breathe for a moment. She had to admit that, after her divorce, things had gotten rough for James. Her son had gone from a quiet but happy and well-adjusted kid to a sullen and withdrawn teenager. He no longer talked to her much about anything but it was normal for a 15 year old to keep many secrets, which is why she didn't get worried or suspicious. He seemed to eat enough, and do his homework.
She herself didn't have time to intervene properly - with her long working hours she barely had enough energy to drive him home and keep a roof over their heads and food on the table. So far, James had not given her any reason to think he was anything but an ordinary angsty teenager. Now that Mr. Bailey was confronting her about bullying, however, she couldn't deny it any longer: things were really getting bad and she needed to take action now.
"I know things have been hard for James at home," the principal continued, "and this has made him a prime candidate for the school's most problematic kids. That said, in the last few days, the bullying has reached a new level," he looked at Mrs. Nowicki straight on and gave her an earnest stare. "We still don't know the culprit, but there are hints that James is being blackmailed to... give himself."
Her eyes widened and she got hot. Give himself? She quickly did the math in her head. The man had come home right at midnight yesterday, right?
"What I am saying, Mrs. Nowicki, is that, either by compulsion or not, your son has let one of our school's bullies use him." The principal paused. "Since it happened outside of school, we have no hard evidence, but we feel compelled to tell you anyway."
Lauren suddenly felt a bead of cold sweat on the nape of her neck. This wasn't good... At all! Her heart raced faster. How had James fallen so low? Her head spun - she hadn't even picked up the signs in her own child! If her 15 year old son had been willing to offer sex to avoid the teasing, how low had things gotten? Would it end? It surely wouldn't be the last time he could be pressured like that, provided this particular bully decided to do more.
She shook her head. So many questions... but what mattered was the actual actions James had endured.
***
As she entered her house, Lauren found her son sitting listlessly in front of the TV. His eyes were sunken and dull, and he seemed to have lost interest in everything except mindlessly scrolling through his phone. "James," she began, "we need to talk."
Her son looked up at her, his expression guarded and wary. "What about?" He asked.
"We just had a conversation at school," Lauren stated. "Do you know what I'm talking about?"
James was silent for a few moments. She sighed and sat down beside him, her heart pounding with apprehension. "James, why do you never say anything to me? How long has this been going on?"
"You make me out to be such a failure, and I hate it. Just because you have a successful career while I can't even fit in, doesn't make me a loser. You're the loser, who couldn't save her own family." James spit out.
Lauren recoiled, shocked. "This is not a failure, James. Bullying is wrong and we have to deal with it." She took a deep breath. "The principal told me that there are hints that you have been… sexually blackmailed."
"Fuck. This can't be happening."
Lauren frowned. Her son was so obviously dodging the subject. "James, look at me"
"I consented…" James began. "Kind of," he finished quietly. "Look, the whole thing isn't what you think."
His mother glared at him. "Let's see. Yesterday you mentioned something about biology homework and explained that you needed to finish up a project at Matt's house. Do you mean THAT kind of biology, James?"
The teenager could barely meet his mother's eyes. "So, now you're saying that because I come home later than expected, I'm sleeping around?" His voice rose. "Look, Matt had nothing to do with this shit, if that's what you're concerned about."
His mom shot her son a wry look, a dark scowl crossing her face. "No, the shit is just between you and me and whoever the hell forced themselves on you. As far as I'm concerned, this has crossed the line. We'll sort things out but, one way or another, this has to stop," she turned away from James in a gesture of finality.
James gaped. "It was no one at biology class, and it sure as fuck wasn't Matt."
"Enlighten me then!" His mom's eyebrows lifted, waiting for some reasonable explanation.
The boy looked away, not able to find the right words without letting out the dirty truth.
"Maybe I'll just have to visit him then, huh?" She growled. "At least I will get some straight answers then."
"Fine then." James responded sullenly. He wasn't about to stop his mother from searching for the truth, not if the cost of stopping her was so high. He grabbed his book bag and shrugged out of his hoodie, looking expectantly at his mom. "Not like I can't stop you."
***
As Mrs. Nowicki knocked on the door of Matt's home, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping up inside her. She had rushed over here after James stormed off to his room, his shoulders hunched defensively, his eyes glued to the ground. She knew she couldn't leave things unresolved like this, especially when it came to sexual blackmailing.
The door opened to reveal a small boy, about eleven years old, with curly brown hair and a slightly mischievous smile. "Hello there, who are you looking for?"
Mrs. Nowicki hesitated, unsure how much she should tell him. "It's a personal matter," she replied. "Is Matt home?"
The boy looked back at her curiously. "What do you need him for?"
She sighed. "Look, my son James is in trouble and I need to talk to Matt about it. Can you please get him for me?"
The boy's eyes narrowed. "James? That fucking loser is your son? Figures," he sneered. "Matt isn't home, but I'll tell him once he arrives. Not like he would refuse someone as hot as you."
Mrs. Nowicki stood there, stunned. The boy had spoken so crassly that she couldn't believe her ears. She had always known that James struggled socially, but she had never imagined that he would be the target of such blatant hatred – not by a younger kid, at least.
"Who are you, in the first place? His little brother?" Mrs. Nowicki inquired hesitantly, hoping to change the topic to something less offensive.
"Yes, I'm Derek," he answered bluntly. "Matt is my older brother and he is the only person who bothers to tolerate James at school." He rolled his eyes. "Honestly, if it wasn't for him, James would be getting bullied worse than he already is. Matt is the only one who can keep him from getting his ass kicked."
Mrs. Nowicki sighed. "Can you let Matt know that James is being sexually abused? I need to speak with him as soon as possible."
The boy laughed mockingly. "Oh, I see why you came here," he said derisively. "James finally grew some balls and told you about what happened yesterday? Good for him, I guess."
"Yesterday? What do you mean?" Mrs. Nowicki's pulse quickened. She felt sick.
The young boy snorted. "It was me. I dosed Matt with some K so he wouldn't be a bother." He smirked. "Then I filmed James sucking my cock and let him go. It was the best blowjob ever."
Lauren stared at the boy incredulously. "Excuse me?" She said faintly. "Did you just admit that you drugged your own brother AND raped MY son? Is that what you're telling me?"
Derek shrugged. "He consented. Well, kind of. Besides, James is such a slut for my dick. He probably enjoyed it more than me." He eyed Mrs. Nowicki speculatively. "Come to think of it, you're quite hot yourself. Maybe I should film you too? Bet you would enjoy that."
"Enjoy that? How dare you! You're just a kid, Derek." Mrs. Nowicki exclaimed angrily. "You're what? Eleven years old and yet you're acting like some twisted predator. What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
Derek laughed. "Age is just a number, Mrs. Nowicki. And I'm not exactly eleven. In fact, I'm ten. My birthday was last month, and your son definitely helped me celebrate."
Lauren's hands clenched into fists as she fought the urge to smack the brat across his smug face. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. "So, let me get this straight. You've been blackmailing my fifteen year old son into sex since last month?" She asked coldly.
"Yup" Derek replied cheerfully. "It's fun watching him squirm. James is such a pathetic loser that he doesn't even have the guts to tell you what's going on. He knew that if he did, I'd be coming for you." He smirked. "And would you look at us?" He gestured at their surroundings. "Here we are, standing together and talking about fucking your son's mouth. Isn't it hilarious?"
Mrs. Nowicki gritted her teeth. "It's disgusting," she spat. "You're sick."
"I may be young but I know what I want." Derek retorted. "Now, why don't you get on your knees and suck me off? Or better yet, bend over and let me fuck that tight pussy of yours. I'll strike you a deal. If you satisfy me, I'll leave alone that loser son of yours."
Mrs. Nowicki stared at Derek in disbelief. She couldn't believe that she was actually considering his offer. James' safety was at stake here and she wasn't about to let him suffer any further. Additionally, ever since her divorce, she had been craving some attention from a real man.
Lauren looked at Derek. Despite his age, he had the build of an adult - muscular and well toned. His face was angelic, with sharp cheekbones and narrow lips. Mrs. Nowicki couldn't deny that she was attracted to him, although she hated herself for it.
"Fine." She said finally. "I accept your terms."
Derek grinned. "Good choice. Follow me to my bedroom then."
Lauren followed Derek into his room and closed the door behind them. As soon as they were inside, Derek grabbed hold of Mrs. Nowicki's arm and pushed her onto his bed. He climbed on top of her, pinning her down with his weight. Lauren gasped as she felt his erection pressing against her inner thigh.
"Damn, you're really horny aren't you?" He murmured huskily. "Don't worry babe, I'll make sure you enjoy yourself too."
Derek kissed her roughly, forcing his tongue into her mouth. Mrs. Nowicki moaned softly as Derek began grinding against her. She could feel her panties growing damp as he rubbed his hard cock against her pussy. The boy pulled back slightly and looked down at Lauren.
"Now, strip for me," he commanded.
Mrs. Nowicki hesitated. She felt extremely uneasy about disrobing in front of a ten year old, especially one who had abused her son. However, she knew that she needed to do this in order to protect James. Reluctantly, she removed her clothes until she was completely naked.
Derek licked his lips hungrily as he gazed at Mrs. Nowicki's body. "Fuck, you're hot. Your tits could see some work, but you have a nice ass," he growled.
Lauren blushed. She wasn't used to being complimented by young boys, especially ones who were sexually aggressive. Derek grabbed hold of her breasts and squeezed them roughly, causing her nipples to harden.
"Mmm, so sensitive." He murmured. "I bet you haven't had a good fuck in ages." It was true, not after her divorce had any man been able to please her like her ex husband.
"That's none of your business," Mrs. Nowicki snapped. "Just get on with it."
Derek chuckled. "Feisty, eh? Fine then. Let's see how wet you are." He reached down and slid two fingers into her pussy, making Lauren gasp.
"Oh yes, you're dripping." Derek smiled. "But you know what? I want to hear you beg for it."
"What?!" Mrs. Nowicki exclaimed indignantly. "There is no way in hell that I'm going to beg a kid like you to fuck me."
"Really? Then I guess I can keep pumping James' mouth with my cock anytime I want. He's pretty good at giving head, you know?" Derek taunted. "Or maybe I'll just fuck you right in front of him instead. Show him what a whore you really are."
Lauren bit her lip. She was furious at Derek for using her son as a bargaining chip, but she knew that she needed to do whatever it took to ensure James' safety. Taking a deep breath, she looked up at Derek.
"Please," she whispered. "Please reveal that body of yours and fuck me hard."
Derek smirked. "Well done. Seems like you know your place now." He released her and stood up. Mrs. Nowicki watched nervously as Derek began removing his clothes. Her eyes widened as he stripped down to nothing but his boxers.
"Holy shit." She breathed.
Derek was incredibly muscular for a ten year old, with defined abs and bulging biceps. His chest was broad and his shoulders were wide. Mrs. Nowicki couldn't help but stare at Derek's crotch, where his erection was straining against the fabric of his underwear. She swallowed thickly as she realized just how big he was - at least 20 cm long and thick enough to make her pussy ache just looking at it.
Derek laughed at Lauren's expression. "Surprised? I guess James didn't tell you about how well endowed I am, huh?"
Lauren shook her head mutely. She couldn't believe that such a young boy possessed such an enormous cock. She wondered how James had managed to fit the whole thing in his mouth.
Derek flexed his muscles, grinning as Lauren stared at him in awe. "Like what you see? I work out every day to keep myself looking like this. Not many ten year olds can say that, right?"
Mrs. Nowicki nodded wordlessly. His entire body looked like that of a professional athlete, with muscles that rippled under his skin as he moved. She shivered as she realized just how powerful he was. No wonder he had been able to overpower an older boy like James so easily. Even a physically fit man would have struggled.
Derek climbed back on top of Lauren and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Now, let's see what that pussy of yours can do." He slipped a finger inside her and groaned in pleasure. "Fuck, you're tight. I'm gonna love destroying you."
Mrs. Nowicki gasped as Derek shoved another finger inside her, stretching her open. She could feel her juices beginning to drip down her thighs. She looked up at Derek and saw that he was smiling at her with a mixture of lust and amusement.
"I hope you're ready for this, because I'm about to show you what it's like to be fucked by a real man." He pulled out his fingers and shoved his cock deep inside Lauren's pussy, making her cry out in pleasure.
Derek began thrusting hard and fast, slamming his hips against hers. Lauren writhed beneath him, moaning loudly. She wrapped her legs around Derek's waist and gripped his beefy back tightly, clinging to him for dear life. She ran her hands over his muscles, feeling the power in them.
"Oh god," she moaned. "You're so strong…"
Derek grinned. The young child spread his shoulders proudly, showing off his physique. "You ain't seen nothing yet, babe." He grabbed hold of both her wrists with one hand and pinned them against the wall, holding her down. She struggled against his grip, but the child was too strong for her.
Her ex husband himself had been quite strong and hunky, but even his muscles had paled in comparison with this young brat. She realized the huge difference between the two. "Ungh, fuck yes, keep going." She arched her back, pressing her tits harder against his broad chest as she could feel his manhood grinding hard and fast. The thickness of his shaft felt more amazing than a man thrice his age, it made her ache for more, desperate for his cock to keep thrusting.
The boy pumped and thrusted relentlessly. At ten, his stamina and strength were both vastly superior to any adult male. "Aaahh!" Lauren panted, biting her lower lip to muffle herself, while her fingers clawed his back.
Mrs. Nowicki already got loose at this point, the tip of his huge tool stimulating her womb with each thrust. She had not known before that a child could hit her cervix and not miss. Each time he jabbed her spongy depths, he was rewarded by more juices spurting out of her pussy. He pummelled her wet orifice so hard and deep that it brought tears to her eyes, despite her effort not to scream. Derek was a hunk, she could feel every curve and indent of his broad torso pressed against hers, pinning her down. For the first time in a very long time, the divorced mom had felt used again, and it was this ten year old bully who was responsible.
He growled, releasing her wrists. Mrs. Nowicki couldn't help shiver. His gruff, commanding voice made her weak. She was amazed by just how different it felt to get fucked by an alpha male, regardless of age or height. With the young boy, she wasn't a lover; she was being taken. His huge erection throbbed against her walls and it drove her crazy. He kept pounding into her like he owned her and there was nothing she could do except hold onto him and scream his name.
"Derek!!" Lauren cried. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer, pressing his chest against her bust. He released her arms. At once, she dug her nails deep into the boy's flesh and scratched at him, leaving angry red streaks across his muscular back.
Her legs quivered with desire, her thighs squeezing his waist, desperate for more pleasure, more of this overwhelming sensational assault on her senses, a primal lust so great she could scarcely think, and an insatiable desire to submit to a ten year old boy who would use her and make her feel incredible.
She forgot why she was here in the first place. Her son was being blackmailed by a young predator and she was letting him fuck her to save James. But it didn't matter anymore. She was lost in the moment, consumed with the sensation of Derek's cock filling her completely. He grunted and moaned, his masculine sounds sending shivers down her spine. His movements were controlled and powerful, every thrust bringing her closer to climax.
Mrs. Nowicki could only nod meekly. She knew that she should feel ashamed, that she should stop him from fucking her. But she didn't want it to end. The way he took control made her forget her worries.
"Oh, fuck me baby. Fuck me, please." She begged. She didn't even care that it was a child she was begging. She was just desperate for him to keep thrusting, to keep fucking her until she couldn't take it anymore.
"All for James, huh?" Derek smirked, pounding her like an animal. He was enjoying her body, making her squirm under him, making her desperate for more. It was wrong and dirty and exciting, and it felt incredible.
Lauren closed her eyes and let herself enjoy the sensation. She couldn't deny that her body was loving every minute of this. His huge, veiny manhood stretched her tight little pussy wide, hitting all her nerves perfectly. She couldn't hold back her moans. The boy was not only a perfect alpha stud, he was a master at manipulating her body.
From the beginning, Derek had expertly explored every inch of Lauren's sensitive cunt. When he rubbed his thumb against her clit, she shivered. When he flicked her hard, pink nipples, she squealed. Everywhere he touched set her alight, turning her body into a playground for his pleasure. His skilled cock fucked her with precise strokes that stimulated her inner walls, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm.
He had used her pathetic son to make her submit to his dominance and she had, willingly and happily, surrendering herself to her predator. And she couldn't even hate him for it; he had reduced her to a helpless mess, unable to resist or refuse anything he wanted to give her. All she wanted was to submit to his will, to let him control and own and use her body however he pleased, to let him ravish her completely. Not even to help her own son, but simply because she enjoyed it.
Lauren gasped. She could feel her arousal mounting higher and higher. Her muscles tightened and she whimpered. A few more strokes were all it took to push her over the edge. Her entire body tensed up and then she exploded with a scream of ecstasy. Waves of bliss crashed over her. Her pussy clenched tight around the boy's shaft and he groaned, burying himself deep inside her. Hot cum shot out of his cock, coating her inner walls. Her vision went white and her body convulsed, her body riding his cock wildly, wanting nothing more than to continue being bred by this dominant alpha stud.
Lauren lay limp underneath him, panting heavily. She felt completely satisfied and exhausted, like she had been through an incredible workout. Derek slowly pulled out his huge dick. A little cum oozed from her gaping opening, running down her thigh. She shuddered as she realized how thoroughly he had fucked her. She was barely conscious and barely able to move, her legs quivering from the force of her orgasm.
"Thanks, that felt pretty good. I'll leave your son alone, and we can call things even, right?" The boy chuckled.
"No… please…" Lauren begged pitifully, writhing in euphoric agony, still sore and unsatisfied, even after such a vigorous defilement.
Derek raised a brow.
"I knew you didn't give a shit about that loser. I know you loved what I did to you just then. How you begged for more even when your pathetic son's future hung on the line."
Lauren flinched guiltily, unable to disagree.
"S-Shut up! This is about me, not him. It doesn't have to be more than this." Lauren argued desperately. "I'll let you do whatever you want to me as long as you promise not to hurt my son anymore, but I can't bear to think that anyone else in the world can touch you."
Derek laughed and smiled darkly. "What, jealous already? You've only had one taste." The boy slowly sank back into his bed, then lay back to gaze lasciviously at Mrs. Nowicki. His manly body spread out, the mountain of a boy relaxing without concern.
Derek rubbed his smooth pecs in front of his seductive new slut. "I guess I won't be needing him anymore. Tell you what, come over next weekend too. James will understand you want to protect him, right?" He propped up on an elbow, flashing Lauren a dangerous grin. His eyes traveled over her body.