Option B: Supportive Mother

I click option B. Given my new lifestyle of fucking lots of women, I think that option B will at least let me preserve my relationship with my Mom. I don't hate her or anything, so I'd prefer to let her just live her life, but I also don't want her to blow a gasket on me that I'm blowing my load in a bunch of different women. I check if I have any other updates in the app, and lacking any, I just spend time watching Netflix until Dinner.

When dinner finally comes around, my mom asks plenty of polite questions to Sandra, about her major and things like that. Normally, our dinners are fairly quiet. Anne and I hadn't gotten along in a long time, and as such, conversation was short at most dinners. Anne excuses herself first, and not long later, Sandra and I return to my room, and within an hour, Sandra is feeling horny again. I hope my libido can keep up over time, I haven't had any issues yet, but if the app keeps making it easier for me to get women, I don't know if I'll be able to keep up.

I'm no longer worried about my mom seeing us doing anything. First, she never comes up to this part of the house at night. Second, Anne can't really do anything to me anyway if Mom won't do anything anymore. Therefor, I'm going to enjoy the thrill of fucking Sandra with the door unlocked.

I tell Sandra to strip, and get on her hands and knees on my bed, facing the door. She readily complies, stripping off her soaked panties, and filling the room with her scent of arousal, she's clearly plenty turned on already, her nipples already hard on her dangling tits. It only takes me a moment to strip off my pants, and enter her. She stifles a moan as my cock stretches her. I pause only a moment before I begin pounding into her. I lean in an pinch one of her nipples while whispering in her ear, "You want this don't you. You want my cock to fucking cum in you. Milk my cock."

Sandra tries to stifle another moan, but it makes it out as she begins teasing her clit and bouncing her ass back into me. After about a minute her breathing speeds up pace, as her pussy begins to tighten. She lets out another moan as I feel her cunt start milking my cock. The sensation pushes me over the edge, and I begin shooting my load deep inside her, triggering a second orgasm on top of her first one.

Sandra's arms give out under her, pushing her ass up towards me, with my cock still buried in her, as she lets out a long, "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck". As she does so, I hear the wall next to me get three loud banging sounds.

Sorry not sorry Anne. You treated me like shit through middle and high school, I could care less if my fucking bothers you. I pound on the wall back three times, letting her know just how much I care.

After a few minutes, Sandra recovers, and gets dressed and heads to the restroom. Within a few seconds of the bathroom door closing, Anne barges in.

"I wasn't going to tell mom shit, but if you're gonna be a fuck about it, and pound back through the wall, I'm going to tell her you fucked that girl in here tonight. You remember how long of a talking to I got a year ago when she caught me and my boyfriend in a make out session on the couch over summer break. I'm sure she'll freak out. Unless you want to grovel right here, and wait for your 'girlfriend' to come back and see you groveling in front of me. If you do that I'll call it even." Anne demands.

"Go ahead and tell her. What do I care, I'm not going to bow down to you, you bitch. You've always picked on me, so fuck you." I say back, my voice full of spite. "I made sure she was loud, just to bother you too."

"Tomorrow. Just you wait, Mom's gonna lose a gasket." Anne says, and leaves my room.

Sandra returns to my room after a little bit, dressed in pajamas. Seemingly ready for bed. I do have one thing on my mind before we go to sleep though.