Roles and Rails

The next morning, Kyle woke up with a grin on his face, remembering the previous night's events. He couldn't believe he had fucked his mom, and she had liked it. He took a quick shower, feeling the water wash away any remaining guilt. When he went downstairs, the smell of eggs and bacon filled the air. His mother, Sarah, was in the kitchen wearing a short, loose-fitting dress that barely contained her ample cleavage, her apron not doing much to hide her assets. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she stirred the scrambled eggs.

He took his seat at the table, trying to act casual, but his mind was racing with thoughts of last night. "Morning, mom," he said, his voice a little hoarse.

"Good morning, baby," she cooed, setting a plate of food in front of him. "Did you sleep well?"

He took a bite of the eggs, the taste of her still on his tongue, and nodded. "Yeah, I did," he said, his eyes never leaving hers.

Her smile grew wider, and she winked at him. "You know, I was thinking," she said, leaning over the table to give him a better view of her tits, "You could start the day right with a little... breakfast dessert."

Kyle's eyes widened, and his cock grew hard at her suggestive tone. He nodded eagerly, his mind already racing with the possibilities.

Without saying another word, Sarah dropped to her knees under the table, her mouth moving towards his crotch. He felt the warmth of her breath through his pants, and he pushed his chair back slightly, giving her more room. She unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock, already half-hard from the anticipation. She took him in her mouth, her lips closing around his shaft, and began to suck.

Kyle moaned, his hand moving to her hair, his eyes flicking up to the clock. He had to be at school soon, but he didn't want to miss out on this opportunity. He watched as she bobbed up and down, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. It was so erotic, so wrong, and yet so right. He felt his orgasm building, his hips moving slightly with her rhythm.

Just as he was about to cum, he heard his dad's heavy footsteps on the stairs. His heart raced, but Sarah just looked up at him, her eyes watering slightly from gagging on his cock, and gave him a knowing smile. They shifted slightly to hide their activities, and Kyle tried to focus on his breakfast, his mind racing.

Mark walked into the kitchen, his eyes going straight to the two of them. For a moment, Kyle thought he had been caught, but his dad just yawned and scratched his head. "Morning, son," he said, his eyes glazed over with sleep. "Where's mom? Did she already leave?"

Kyle's heart was racing as he swallowed his mouthful of eggs. "Y-ye," he managed to say, his voice shaking slightly. "But she finish-finished breakfast for us." He looked down to see her head bobbing up and down under the table.

"Oh, she's a real sweetheart," Mark said, his eyes still bleary with sleep. He sat down at the table and began to eat, completely oblivious to the obscene act happening mere feet away from him.

Kyle took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He couldn't believe they had gotten away with it, but here they were, sitting at the breakfast table, his dad completely unaware of his wife stuffing her mouth full of cock. Kyle's eyes watered slightly, and Sarah took his cock deep into her throat and began to massage the cock-head with the throat muscles.

"You alright, son? You're looking a bit flushed," Mark said, glancing over at Kyle as he shoveled eggs into his mouth. Kyle managed a nod, his heart pounding in his chest as his mom's throat continued to work its magic.

"Well then, it's time to leave. Have a great day in school!," With that Mark left his plate in the sink and headed out the door. The moment he was out of sight, Sarah grabbed her son's balls and began a soft massage, sending him over the edge. Kyle felt his cum shoot out into her mouth, and she took it all, swallowing it with a contented moan.

"Mom, that was..." he started, but she put a finger to his lips, smiling around it. She stood up, brushed off her dress, and kissed him deeply, sharing the taste of his cum between them.

"You're welcome," she said, her voice breathless. "Now go get ready for school, and don't forget to invite that big-breasts not-girlfriend for dinner."

Kyle nodded, his mind racing. He was not sure if master-**** relations he had with Cory involved dinner-dates with family, but he promised to think about it. The thought of Cory sitting at his dinner table, serving him food with her big tits bouncing, was definitely interesting.

As he was leaving, Sarah called out, "Wait, baby!" Kyle turned around to meet his mom's lips, her tongue slipping into his mouth for a brief but intense kiss. "Go get them, tiger!" She winked, and sent her son to school with a final slap on his ass.

The first part of the day at school dragged on, filled with mundane classes and the occasional glances from Cory, who couldn't help but blush whenever their eyes met. Kyle couldn't shake off the feeling of power he had over her, and it made him want to push the boundaries even further. But the thought of Emilia Walker and her untouched file in the app gnawed at him. During a dull math lecture, he pulled out his phone and opened the app, eager to see if any new updates had come through. To his disappointment, there was nothing. No new roles, no new commands, just the same empty fields for her profile. He sighed and slid the phone back into his pocket, his mind racing with ideas of how to make her his next conquest.

The bell finally rang, signaling the end of the school day. As he made his way down the crowded hallway, Kyle felt a firm grip on his arm, and he was yanked into the girl's bathroom. It was Britney, her full lips curled into a wicked smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Missed me?" she whispered, her hand already reaching for his crotch.

Before he could respond, she had unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, sliding a condom over it with surprising skill. "Fuck me like Brad never did," she demanded, her voice breathy. Kyle didn't need any further encouragement. He pushed her against the cold tiles, her cheerleader top riding up to expose her firm stomach, and he slammed into her wet pussy.

As he pounded away at her, she spoke through gritted teeth. "You know, Brad is such a disappointment in bed. He's so... average. But you," she gasped as Kyle hit her g-spot, "you're anything but that."

Kyle felt a strange mix of pride and anger at her words. He knew she was using him, but he couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of her tight pussy clenching around his cock. He picked up the pace, watching the pleasure play out on her face. "You're so much better than Brad," she moaned, looking back at him with expectant expression.

Kyle's orgasm washed over him, filling the condom with his cum. "You liked that, huh?" He was ready to boast a bit, but Britney's response was unexpected. She turned to him, a disappointed glint in her eye. "Yeah, it was okay," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "but I thought you can do better. I mean, the only reason I switched for you cause I thought you were into it as much as I did. Maybe I should go back to fucking with Steve. At least he and Brad have a beef."

Her words stung, but they also made his cock twitch. "So, you get off on me dissing your boyfriend while I fuck you?" he said, his voice low and a bit confused.

"Dah, why else would I fuck a nobody like you?" Britney giggled, slapping Kyle's cheek playfully. He couldn't help but smirk, feeling a strange thrill at her words. He grabbed her hand and placed it back on his cock, which was already starting to harden again. "You really want to play a trick on your boyfriend?"

Britney's eyes lit up with excitement, "Oh, yes," she purred. She grabbed another condom from her pocket and slid it over Kyle's already hardening cock. "What's the plan?" She asked playfully while teasing her cunt over the latex barrier.

Kyle leaned into her ear, whispering his devious intent, "Get your phone out, and call Brad. Tell him how much you love him." Britney's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she quickly pulled out her phone, dialing Brad's number with trembling fingers. Kyle's cock was already back to full mast, using his tip to heat up Britney's cunt, ready to go again.

The phone rang a couple of times before Brad picked up, his voice groggy, "Hey babe, what's up?"

Britney put on a sugary sweet voice, "Oh, baby, I just wanted to tell you how much I love you," she cooed, trying to sound as convincing as possible while Kyle's cock was buried deep inside her.

"Oh yes, baby!" Britney's voice grew louder, and Kyle had to cover her mouth with his hand to muffle her moans. She giggled into his palm, her body quivering with the effort of keeping the conversation with Brad going. "Oh, I'm just feeling so loved up right now," she said, her voice breathy and full of fake affection.

She turned back and kissed Kyle's open lips while listening to her boyfriends voice, "Oh, baby, can't wait to see you at lu- ah-unch, darling." Kyle was going at full **** while trying to avoid making noise, their bodies slapped together in slow and heavy rhythm. Britney's eyes were glossed over with lust as she whispered sweet nothings, "Me too-oo-uh, I love you so-so much, bye." She hung up and turned to Kyle, her breaths coming in gasps, "You're so fucking BAD, I am cumming!!"

Her body tensed up around his cock as she came, and he couldn't hold back anymore. He thrust into her one last time before filling the condom. They both stood there, panting and trying to catch their breath. Britney looked at him, her eyes wide with excitement. "Wow, that was... intense," she said, her voice still a little shaky.

"Really now?" Kyle asked, his voice still hoarse from holding back his moans.

"Yea," she said with a wicked grin, "Brad makes a birthday party next week. How do you feel about fucking his girlfriend on his bed?" Britney's eyes gleamed with excitement.

Kyle smirked, feeling his power over her grow, "Oh, I'd love to."

Britney looked up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes, "Awesome, let me clean you up," she murmured, diving on her knees and removing the cum-filled condom from his cock. Before he mattered a word, she engulfed his whole dick and with a loud pop cleaned off his cum. She smiled and opened her mouth showing the remaining white cream on her tongue before swallowing it.

Kyle watched in amazement as she fixed her own clothes, putting her top in place and fluffing her hair before exiting the bathroom with him. They walked out into the hallway, trying to maintain a semblance of innocence, but the smell of sex was still on them. As they stepped into the hallway, Cory was standing there, her eyes wide with shock.

"Mas-" she began to say before her eyes flickered to Britney and she realized her mistake.

"Kyle?" She held her eyes on the floor, "Can we talk?" She almost whispered.

Britney chuckled and patted Kyle's shoulder, "Sounds important, see ya fuck-boy!"