Chapter 1815
"Mrs. Smith, come here and give me a kiss," Felix said as he playfully climbed on top of Bethany, holding himself and teasing her with his... you know."
"Please, just stop. I'm begging you," Bethany pleaded tearfully, feeling overwhelmed by how bold kids were these days, not even respecting an older woman like her.
"Aw, come on, where's the respect?" Felix grumbled, trying to push himself towards Bethany's mouth, but she kept her lips tightly shut, holding onto her dignity.
"Hey Felix, ease up. If she's already into it, why force it?" Ivan chimed in, concerned that things were getting out of hand. He just wanted to help his friends out, not cause any trouble.
"Cut the act, Felix!" Felix then pressed himself against Bethany, getting her all worked up.
With one hand on her chest, Felix's touch was surprisingly skilled for a guy who hadn't been with Bethany before.
Bethany weakly resisted, but Felix's touch was too much. She couldn't help but give in to the intense arousal, letting go of all inhibitions.
"Let it out, babe! Moan as loud as you want," Felix encouraged, teasing Bethany but not rushing things. Maybe he was worried about measuring up to Liam, considering Bethany had just been with him.
"Please, stop, it's too much," Bethany begged, unable to handle the intense sensations.
"Frustrating tease!" Felix felt Bethany's response, trying to hold back his own excitement. He then went for it, thrusting himself into Bethany.
Felix's chubby physique and shorter member limited how deep he could go inside Bethany. Only managing about two inches, he couldn't match the fullness Liam's longer and slimmer anatomy had offered. Bethany felt underwhelmed, hoping to coax more out of the situation by squeezing her thighs around Felix, urging him to go further.
Breathing heavily, Felix thrust his hips back and forth, his shorter member moving in and out of Bethany. Each push made her flesh tighten around him, causing a mix of fluids to flow and create a sticky mess between them, with squelching sounds accompanying their movements.
Even though Felix's size didn't measure up to Liam's, it was still real, and Bethany's focus shifted entirely to the sensations below her waist. The friction brought pleasure, but she fought to keep her reactions in check.
Struggling to contain her pleasure, Bethany's moans only fueled Felix's excitement, intensifying his thrusts. Their bodies collided, causing Bethany's breasts to bounce and her nipples to harden.
As Felix continued, he reached for Bethany's breasts, eliciting more moans as he played with her. Ivan, amused by the scene, teased the others about Felix's impact despite his size.
The sofa groaned under their combined weight, the possibility of it giving way looming as they moved. Bethany lay there, overwhelmed by the sensations, her body responding uncontrollably.
The pleasure pushed Bethany over the edge, leading to a climax that left them both drenched in the aftermath.
Inexperienced but eager, Felix felt the new sensations from Bethany's vagina. The warmth and wetness elicited a low groan from him as he lay still on her body.
Noticing Felix's stillness, Ivan nudged him, "Felix, napping on the job? Get up, we gotta bounce."
Regaining his composure, Felix rose and quipped, "Man, Ivan, that was something! I'm up for round two."
Ivan chuckled at Felix's enthusiasm, promising more encounters in the future. Mentally listing potential conquests at Sunset Valley High School, he envisioned encounters with various teachers, including Audrey, Vanessa, Kimberly, and Alissa.
"Thanks, Ivan," Felix grinned, then turned to Bethany, reaching out to touch her. Observing her aftermath, he found it lewd.
"Mrs. Smith, thanks for having us over! We're out," Ivan announced, tossing cash on the table before leaving with his crew.
Alone, Bethany opened her eyes, tears flowing. Struggling to rise, she felt a burning ache. After dressing and cleaning up, she focused on washing away the violation she endured.
"Why me? Why now?" Bethany sobbed, questioning her fate. A widow focused on her son's future, she now faced the aftermath of a brutal assault.
Suddenly, Kevin's voice interrupted her thoughts. Startled, Bethany composed herself and joined him in the living room.
"Mom, what's cooking? I'm starving," Kevin asked, unaware of the turmoil his mother had just endured.
"Mom didn't cook today. Why not grab a bite out?"
Bethany suggested, handing Kevin fifty bucks. "There's a spot nearby. Treat yourself."
"Nah, we got ramen at home. I'll whip some up. Eating out's a splurge," Kevin declined the money, opting to cook. Later, he emerged from the kitchen, "Mom, you eat yet? I made noodles and eggs. Beats takeout any day."
"Sure, go ahead," Bethany replied mechanically, then busied herself cleaning up.
As Kevin finished cooking, he called, "Mom, grub's ready."
Sitting down, Bethany saw a bowl of noodles, tomatoes, a fried egg, and chives. The colors and aroma tantalized her. 'Kevin's all grown up, cooking, saving money,' she thought, contrasting her own struggles.
Recalling the day's trauma, Bethany's tears flowed.
"What's up, Mom? Why the tears?" Kevin inquired, puzzled.
"Just happy seeing you grow," Bethany deflected, hiding her pain.
Later that night, Kevin dreamt peacefully, while Bethany grappled with her violation. In a moment of release, she found solace in self-pleasure, a stark contrast to her recent ordeal.
Over time, Bethany adapted to her new role, finding a strange acceptance and even pleasure in her encounters with Ivan and his crew. Despite the circumstances, she found a sense of achievement in attracting much younger men.
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