Let him

"Fine. You can touch." I say, pulling my dress back down for him.

"That's what I thought." he says, reaching up with both hands and fondling my tits.

I don't want to admit it, but him playing with my tits feels surprisingly good. He knows just where to pinch and grope, and it's obvious he's practiced before on other girls. I just hate the fact that I'm feeling even a shred of pleasure from my son's bully groping me.

I glance down at his cock again, and I can tell that he's fully hard now. And it's big as hell. Twice the size of my husband's, easily, and it's a lot thicker too. I try not to stare since I know he'll catch me again, but it's hard not to.

"You can touch my cock if you want to." he tells me, still pinching my nipples.

Before I can respond, he says something else.

"I mean, it's obvious you want to. You can't even take your eyes off of it." he says, smiling.

"I don't want to touch it." I tell him, trying to look away.

Suddenly, I feel his mouth wrap around one of my nipples and begin to suck on it. I was going to speak up again, but I realize that he's still technically only touching.

It's been a while since I've had my tits played with, but I don't think that's the reason for all of this feeling good. I think this boy might just be really good at playing with a woman's tits.

I then feel his free hand slide in between my thighs and begin to rub my cunt through my dress and panties.

"Hey!" I say.

"You said I could touch." he says.

"No, I meant only my-!" I say, before stopping.

I already know what he's going to say. If I don't let him, Andrew is going to pay for it, so I have to deal with it.

"You can keep touching..." I say, embarrassed.

"That's what I thought." he says.

He keeps rubbing my pussy and sucking on my tits, and even though I don't want to admit it, he's doing a damn good job. I can feel myself getting wet, even though I should be dry as hell right now.

I let out a quiet moan, and hope to God that he didn't hear it.

"I knew you'd like it." he tells me, going right back to sucking my tit.

Fuck. He heard it.

"You know, maybe if you stroke my cock a little, I'll leave Andrew alone for good." he says, not sucking my tit anymore.