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5 a.m
Victoria bit into her pillow to stifle her scream. Currently, the rest of the house was asleep, the darkness still heavy outside.
In her bedroom however, she was wide awake. At the moment, she was on her elbows and knees, her ass getting violently fucked by her grandson Simeon.
"Fuck... fuck yeah..." the freshly legal boy grunted, slamming his fat and long cock ever deeper into her hot, sweaty hole.
It was her own fault, she thought, thinking back to an hour before when she had headed down to the kitchen to get a drink.
There she found him, unable to sleep, looking in the fridge as he stroked his dick. Unable to resist the young meat, she had given him a blowjob as he ate his sandwich.
She knew however that, like all the other males of the household, he couldn't be fully satisfied by a simple blowjob.
Now, he was fucking her savagely, as if trying to drill through the bed itself. Finally, she felt him tremble seconds before his deluge of hot cum began to ooze into her tattered asshole.
"Holy shit," he panted, pulling out and tapping his softening dick on her juicy cheeks, "that was fucking great, Granny!"
She smiled sleepily back at him.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, honey," she giggled, "now go and get some sleep."
He nodded and made his way out, Victoria smiling softly as she lay down and proceeded to get some more sleep.
******
Making her way downstairs, she saw the shocked look on the faces of her family when she appeared in a dark low cut green blouse and matching skirt with her blue high heels as they stood around naked, awaiting breakfast.
"Where you headed Mom?" Emily asked, getting fucked hard in doggy by Thomas.
"I'm headed out to check on one of my students actually," Victoria replied, "He used to be one of my best but lately, well... he's just out of it. Barely raising his hand or failing to turn in assignments. That of course is when he shows up at all."
Emily nodded, Thomas shuddered as he burst his load deep within his mother's warm pussy.
"Well, I hope you can reach him." Emily said with a reassuring tone, "maybe if not, you'll just use these!"
She laughed and squeezed her mother's tits, the two of them giggled and kissing sensually, Victoria rubbing Emily's stuffed cunt and licking Thomas' jizz from her fingers.
"That might be a final resort yes..." Victoria said, savoring the taste of her grandson's fresh baby batter.
******
Derek Woods lived in the ghetto. Rundown shops and littered streets. Crime was high and the police presence was low.
Derek has dreams of going to college. However, his aspirations were starting to look more and more unrealistic.
With his younger brother falling in with the wrong crowd and subsequently getting into trouble in school, Derek felt he should be there to look after him. After all, who else would?
They had no father figure and their mother had passed away
just a few months after Derek had turned 18. With no other relatives to turn to, Derek now took full responsibility for his little brother, Chris.
Currently, he was on his laptop and searching for a job to care for the two of them when a knock came at the door.
Not expecting any visitors, he peeked out the window to see a shiny blue Chrysler parked in the driveway.
"Who the hell could that be?" he asked, opening the front door.
He was surprised to see his teacher, Ms. Reynolds there. Stunning as always.
"Hi Derek," she greeted cheerfully, Derek inviting her in.
He followed down the hallway into the living room, his eyes unable to resist being drawn to massive ass in her tight skirt, Derek feeling himself getting hard just imagining the juicy white rump on his PAWG of a teacher.
"So," she said, taking a seat on the couch, "I trust you know why I'm here."
Derek wordlessly nodded. "Because I haven't been in class."
Victoria nodded back. "Yes. And then when a star student being offered several scholarships is unable to be reached by interested universities, guess who they start bombarding with calls next?"
Derek chuckled, seeing Victoria laugh as well as she patted the seat next to her, Derek flopping down.
"So what's the problem, D?" she asked softly, "I know you always dreamed of being accepted to Stanford. And they were practically begging you to enroll!"
Derek said nothing, Victoria giving a sigh.
"You know I'm worried about you," she said, "I understand it's tough ever since Chandra passed. But don't you owe it to her to continue your education?"
"I guess so..." he mumbled, choked up as he recalled how excited his mother had been when he received his first acceptance letter.
He saw Victoria grab her purse, thinking she was about to leave. Instead, she simply removed a plastic baggie. Instantly, Derek's heart dropped.
"I hope you understand that when I noticed I your behavior changing, I thought it right to examine your desk."
He nodded, looking down at the floor as Victoria set the bag of weed on the coffee table.
"Is that why you've been so distracted lately?"
He shook his head.
"Its just the stress I'm under. Weed, it... it helps me cope."
Though he expected her to berate or threaten him, she simply nodded along.
"I can understand that," she said, placing a gentle hand on his back, "but you shouldn't neglect your life and studies for that. You should find something else to help you cope. Something more... fulfilling."
"Like what?" he asked, turning toward her.
She shrugged, looking around.
"You're a bright young man, D. You have to figure that out. But the fact is, if you keep letting your grades slip, you're going to end up nowhere."
"I know, I know," he said solemnly, "Lately, I just haven't felt motivated."
