Leo stepped out of the school building into the late afternoon sun, his body still buzzing with adrenaline and dark satisfaction.
The image of Ms. Voss bent over her desk — skirt shoved up, panties around her knees, his cum slowly dripping down her thigh — played on repeat in his mind.
He could still feel how tightly her pussy had clenched around him when she came against her will.
His phone vibrated in his pocket.
Unknown number:
This is Elena.
What you did today was wrong.
We need to talk.
Please delete any videos or pictures if you took any.
Leo stared at the message for a few seconds, then typed back with cold fingers.
Leo:
You came harder than you’ve ever come in your life.
I could feel it.
If you want to keep your job and your reputation, you’ll wear a skirt and no panties to school on Monday.
Don’t test me.
He blocked the number before she could reply.
The hunger inside him no longer felt like a whisper.
It felt like a roar.
On his way out of the school grounds, he saw Maya waiting near the gate.
She brightened when she saw him, then faltered as he got closer.
His posture was different.
His eyes were colder.
“Leo… hey. I heard Ms. Voss kept you after class. Is everything okay? You look… intense.”
He stopped in front of her.
Without thinking, he reached out and cupped her chin, tilting her face up.
Maya’s breath hitched.
“I’m fine,” he said quietly.
“Actually, I’m better than fine.”
His thumb brushed her lower lip.
For a moment he considered dragging her behind the bleachers and using her mouth, just to see if she’d let him.
But she wasn’t what he craved right now.
“I’ll text you later about our next date,” he said, releasing her.
“Go home.”
Maya stood there flushed and confused as he walked away without another word.
Anna was in the living room, curled up on the sofa in a thin white tank top and loose gray shorts.
She had the day off and looked like she’d been trying to nap.
Her hair was messy, and there were still faint shadows under her eyes from the brutal hangover she’d suffered after her drunken night.
She sat up when she heard the door.
“Leo? You’re home early. How was school?”
“Fine,” he lied, dropping his bag.
His eyes moved slowly over her body.
The tank top was thin enough that he could see the outline of her nipples.
The shorts had ridden up, exposing the soft underside of her ass.
Anna rubbed her temple.
“I’ve had such a headache all day. I was thinking of taking something and lying down again. Do you want me to make you a snack before I—”
“I’ll get you something to drink,” Leo said smoothly.
He went to the kitchen before she could answer.
The bottle of sleeping pills was still in the cabinet.
This time he didn’t hesitate.
He shook out three pills — more than before — crushed them thoroughly, and stirred the powder into a tall glass of iced tea with lemon.
He made sure it dissolved completely.
“Here, Mom. This should help with your headache.”
Anna took the glass with a tired, grateful smile.
“You’re so sweet lately.” She drank it quickly, almost finishing the entire glass in one go.
“Thank you, baby.”
She lay back down on the sofa.
Leo sat across from her, watching silently.
Ten minutes later her eyelids were heavy.
“Leo… I feel really strange again,” she murmured, her voice already slurring.
“So sleepy… Did I catch something?”
“You’re just tired, Mom. Close your eyes. I’ll take care of you.”
Anna tried to nod but her head lolled.
Within another minute she was completely out — breathing slow and deep, body limp.
Leo stood up.
His cock was already rock-hard.
This time he didn’t bother carrying her to the bedroom.
He stripped her right there on the sofa.
The tank top came off easily.
Her full breasts spilled free, nipples already slightly stiff from the cool air.
He yanked her shorts and panties down in one motion, leaving her completely naked.
Then he took out his phone, turned on the video camera, and set it on the coffee table, making sure the angle captured everything.
“Smile for the camera, Mom,” he whispered.
He pushed two fingers inside her first, pumping slowly, feeling her body respond even in its drugged state.
She was getting wet.
He leaned down and ate her out aggressively — sucking on her clit, licking deep inside her, biting the soft flesh of her inner thighs hard enough to leave faint marks.
Then he stood, dropped his pants, and climbed on top of her.
He rubbed his thick cock against her slit before thrusting in hard, burying himself to the balls in one stroke.
Anna’s unconscious body jolted.
A soft, broken moan escaped her lips.
Leo fucked her without mercy.
He pounded into her soaked pussy with long, violent strokes, the sound of his hips slapping against her filling the living room.
Her breasts bounced heavily with every thrust.
He grabbed them roughly, pinching and twisting her nipples as he railed her.
“Fuck… you’re tighter when you’re this deep under,” he groaned.
“My perfect little sleeping slut.”
He flipped her over, putting her on her knees on the sofa with her face pressed into the cushions.
He took her from behind like an animal — one hand gripping her hip, the other pulling her hair.
The phone continued recording every wet sound, every slap of skin, every sleepy whimper that leaked from her unconscious mouth.
He came the first time deep inside her, flooding her womb.
Then he pulled out, flipped her onto her back again, and pushed back in immediately.
He fucked her through two more orgasms of his own — once while she was folded in half with her ankles by her head, and once while she was riding him limply on the sofa, her body flopping against his chest like a ragdoll.
By the time he finished, cum was leaking heavily from her stretched pussy onto the sofa cushions.
Leo finally stopped, breathing hard, sweat dripping down his chest.
He picked up the phone and filmed a close-up of his cum dripping out of his own mother’s cunt.
He spread her pussy lips with his fingers for the camera.
Then he leaned down and kissed her slack mouth, pushing his tongue inside.
“You belong to me now, Mom,” he whispered to her unconscious face.
“Completely.”
He cleaned her up just enough that she wouldn’t immediately notice when she woke, dressed her again, and wiped down the sofa.
The video on his phone was over forty minutes long.
Leo sat back, watching his mother sleep peacefully with his cum still inside her, and felt something shift inside him.
The hunger wasn’t just growing anymore.
It was becoming limitless.
He looked at the video file on his phone, then at his mother’s peaceful face.
Monday he would deal with Ms. Voss again.
But tonight… tonight he was going to watch this video while sitting right next to his mother, and stroke himself onto her sleeping lips.