Dogcopter 5: The Cuckening

>Steven sat on Connie's couch, his friend sleeping on his shoulder
>They had intended on watching Dogcopter 5, renting it online and getting snacks to boot
>A week of planning, meeting at her place while her parents went out for an anniversary date
>Connie's endurance had failed some time around the big reveal of Dogcopter's past as a black ops bioweapon
>Steven cursed tennis practice and their training falling on the same day
>Now he sat alone, watching the only one in the series to go above the PG-13 rating
>He jumped in his seat as the door slammed, and Connie's mom nearly stumbled in

>"Of all the times for Doug's job to call him in with an 'emergency'," Priyanka thought, hands struggling with the buckles on her shoes
>They had also planned their evening very carefully as well
>In a quiet movie theater, the married couple had largely ignored the Oscar Bait on the silver screen
>Instead, quietly kissing and petting each other, building the anticipation for a wild night after returning from dinner
>Once they arrived at the restaurant, however, her husband's phone rang, calling him in
>Two martinis in, still waiting on their food and he's spewing apologies as he hurries to the car
>Three more drinks and a cab ride later, she's home as well as rather drunk
>"What could possibly be so important?" she softly asked the framed photo of their wedding day

>"Um... Mrs. Maheswaran?"
>She finally notices the young man on her couch
>Her daughter lay asleep, leaned up on his arm and breathing steadily
>Giving up on her shoes, Priyanka sinks down onto the couch, dropping a styrofoam box onto the coffee table
>Steven looks at her with big, sympathetic eyes
>It was easy to see she was upset, but he had never seen her dress like this
>Miniskirt showing off her legs, and a tight button up
>Many of those buttons were undone, producing a plunging neckline that terminated just above her cleavage
>The make up was also pretty new, as he had only seen her au naturale

>The doctor hadn't noticed Steven's wandering eyes and slumped back further
>She let loose an exasperated sigh
>Her head was foggy with vodka and anger, but she calmed her voice for the boy
>"Well, my husband had a sudden 'emergency' come up that no one could cover him for, leaving me with the bill and an extra lobster thermidor."
>Connie rouses, looking around

>"Whuh...? Mom? Oh my gosh, I'm sorry for falling asleep, Steven! It's just after all the work I did today..."
>She looked around for her father, but frowned sadly at her upset mother
>"Another 'emergency' on your anniversary?"

>Priyanka pinches the bridge of her nose, "Yes... and you should be in bed. You have school tomorrow."
>With no backtalk but a resigned sigh, Connie ascended the stairs to her room, quietly grateful to hit the sheets
>The doctor, however, was up again, pouring a pre-mixed margherita into a glass before returning to the couch
>For a few minutes, the movie continues in awkward silence, Steven cringing at how violent his favorite film franchise had become
>Finally, Connie's mother breaks the silence, "Is THIS the movie my daughter was so excited about?"

>Steven turned to her, watching her drain the glass and refill it
>"Y-yeah," he mumbled, "but he last few weren't like this! It was just a dog with helicopter parts fighting aliens and stuff."
>For now, the action had lulled, but the romantic subplot between Dogcopter's human partner and a handsome space marine had started turning a bit... steamy
>Steven's face had turned beet red when the girl peeled off her top, his hand rushing to cover his eyes

>In light of her building frustration, Priyanka found herself getting damp at the rather tame sex scene
>Considering how Doug had just ran off, she'd probably just start grinding on the first man she saw
>Her eyes wandered over to Steven
>"Hey... this may sound a bit... irresponsible, but would you like to try my drink?" she asked, offering the glass of bright green liquid

>Innocent as he was, the boy took a cautious sip, and shuddered at its sour taste
>"Bleh! What is this stuff? It tastes... weird," he responded
>It was indeed off-putting, the hint of tequila piercing ever so slightly from the sweet and sour
>Still, Steven inwardly welcomed the distraction from what was happening in the movie
>For some reason, he wasn't returning returning the glass, and found himself sipping it between nervous looks at the racily dressed older woman next to him
>Had she undone one of her buttons?

>Her soft brown cleavage was finally getting some air since Doug had copped a light feel in the theater
>Perfume and her natural scent flowed from the newly exposed canyon of pillowy flesh
>Priyanka scooted slightly closer to Steven, enough that her hand rested casually on his leg
>"You know, I can see why my Connie likes you so much," she practically purred, softly stroking his leg
>He coughed up his drink at the unexpected contact as she continued
>"You're such a nice boy, and not afraid to try new things"

>Steven swallowed audibly, eyes darting between Priyanka's own half-lidded eyes and her partially exposed tits
>His head swam as the alcohol hit is brain and Connie's mom drowned his nose in her scent
>"W-well my dad tells me to try new things all the time!" he blurted out, trying to hide his anxiety with forced mirth
>Her smile was an amused one, pursed tight as she slid her hand to his inner thigh
>Below, Steven's prodigious man-root had begun swelling with blood, ruining the lines of his pants and putting a truly surprised look onto her face

>She couldn't believe the thing she was feeling through the thin denim of the boy's pants
>He was HUGE for a boy his age
>No, for ANYONE he well hung
>The dampness was quickly ramped up to a full on gush as he shifted his leg away slightly
>Her hand pursued, creeping along the covered shaft
>"No," she whispered, pressing against him, "I wanna see it."

>Steven couldn't believe his ears, that Connie's mom soon began to nibble at
>Her weight shifted onto him, heat and soft body bearing down on him
>He barely managed to avoid spilling the drink
>"W-wait! Aren't you married? A-and I'm like f-fifteen! That's against the law isn't it?!"
>She wasn't really listening to him, taking the drink from his hand

>Priyanka was raging hot, but she could tell he was scared
>The glass is set aside, and she gives him a firm, motherly hug, "Shhhh... come on. I'm just so lonely when this happens. We had this whole, wonderful evening planned and now it's ruined by things beyond our control. I just need someone to be with right now."
>It was a gambit
>From everything thing Connie had told her, Steven couldn't resist helping people
>Slowly, his resistance melted at her seemingly maternal affection and her plea
>She let go, looking down at him with heavy lidded eyes and smiling wide
>The boy was nodding

>This all seemed so surreal
>Connie's mother was all over him, running her hands under his shirt and gently pulling off his pants
>His neck and chest were being lavished with hard, sucking kisses that left small red marks amid the smearing lipstick
>Her shirt had opened completely and he was transfixed by the jiggling her breasts as loomed over him
>Steven's only remaining article were his briefs, stretched near to the breaking point by his colossus of an erection

>Priyanka was face to face with it, breathing hard and grinding her thighs together in anticipation
>He was big, and she was hornier than she had been in months
>Her hand wandered blindly down to her thoroughly drenched pussy, and began to massage the hungering slit
>As she pulled the last barrier away, she was momentarily struck by how wrong this all was
>This boy was underaged, and was effectively her daughter's boyfriend!
>What kind of sick woman would do this?
>What was wrong with her?
>These thoughts, and many more, faded into obscurity when Murdercock Jr. flopped onto her face
>Looking utterly dumbstruck, she paused, breathing in the scent and savoring the hot throbbing
>Steven couldn't help but worry that he did something wrong
>"M-Mrs. Maheswaran? Hello? Are you okay?" he asked

>For a moment she's lost in dirty thoughts, but the young man pulls her back to reality
>Now is the time to act upon them
>"Call me Priyanka," she sighs before running her tongue along the underside of his erection
>He gasps sharply, but is in pleasurable awe as she takes his head into her mouth and begins sinking it into her throat
>She can't help but gag as more and more is forced in, having never taken such girth into her mouth
>Doug was well endowed, but this was on another level entirely
>After minutes of struggling and bobbing to loosen her esophagus up, Priyanka finally takes his entire length in her throat
>Her nose is buried in the hairless pudge of Steven's crotch, dark brown lipstick marking her accomplishment along with other smears where she had momentarily stopped for breath
>That he was lasting this long was nothing short of amazing, but sure enough she felt a gush of hot liquid in her throat

>It was like nothing Steven ever felt before
>Her tongue had slid and rolled across places he didn't even know he had
>The moist friction of her throat felt nothing short of amazing
>When she finally bottomed out, he could never have anticipated the rush of bliss that came with his first orgasm
>It was better than fusing with Connie
>It was better than the last Cookie Cat in the box
>He was practically floating as Priyanka snaked his cock from her throat

>She looked a mess from sucking this boy off
>Her lipstick was in smears and her mascara ran in black rivulets down her face
>She coughed up flecks of semen-laden spit
>What was still leaking out when she withdrew the head dripped out from her lips
>Realizing what she had done, the older woman frowned, but not for taking this Steven's innocence
>How could he tend to her other needs?
>A monstrous thing like his would be a wasted opportunity if it wasn't making wreckage of her needing cunt
>Her prayers were answered by something unexpected

>Steven was still fucking diamonds

>It took him a moment to come back from the mind-blowing glow that had suffused him, but reality was possibly even sweeter when Priyanka came back into focus
>Connie's mother was leaned back, skirt discarded and spreading herself for him
>Hypnotised, he crawls towards her, head glancing across the couch cushions
>A gentle hand guide his face to her bountiful chest, leading his mouth to her hard, dark nipples
>The other lines him up as her legs lock softly behind him
>Without further preperation, Steven pushes inside

>The raw size knocks the breath from Priyanka's lungs and the thoughts out of her head
>More and more is forced inside, stretching her insides in ways she was sure would never feel again
>She moans into her hand, aware that Connie sleeps mere yards above them
>Still, even at the gentle, cautious pace Steven is moves at, his Murdercock grinds her insides up the best of ways
>Her legs squeeze him tight and his face is hugged hard against her breast
>"Oh god, Steven, f-faster!" she sighs, eager to feed her lust that had been building since she first left with Doug that afternoon

>Steven complied, working his hips faster and fighting the grip of Priyanka's legs
>He was surprised by the ease with which he overpowered her
>The feel of her inner walls was like a fist wrapped in warm, wet silk
>Unable to control himself, the young man began fucking her harder
>A wet squelching accompanied the sound of flesh on flesh and the creaking of the couch's frame
>The almost frightened moans coming from Connie's mother only fueled the Beast she had awoken

>Where she was once in total control, Priyanka could now only hold on for dear life
>His pace and considerable girth had her cumming in waves, crashing upon her every few moments
>Her voice was slowly being lost with her faculties
>What began as a chorus of slurred words and mumbled invitations became a choked, sensual gasping for breath
>She clung to him with all of her strength, but he was stronger than she thought possible for a boy his size
>All Priyanka could do was feel them roll in like an unwavering tide that she was all to happy to be dragged away with
>Any earthly sense she had left was jumbled and broken in her head by the time she felt a blooming warmth of Steven's cum flooding her insides

>The credits rolled as they caught their breath and regained their composure
>The couch was a mess of sweat and cum
>Steven's thick ejaculate flowed slowly from the battered but satisfied Priyanka
>Wearily, she clumsily collected her clothing and practically crawled off to shower herself clean
>Guilt mingled into the afterglow as she washed herself, and wasn't at all surprised when Steven joined her
>It was an unspoken agreement that they would never mention this to anyone

>Across town, Doug was finally pouring the last shovelful of dirt onto the shallow grave of three snake people that had infiltrated Delmarva's statehouse
>"I bet Priyanka's fucking that Universe kid," is his final thought before driving home