Feature Writer: Silkycd
Feature Title: Evil Lust
Published: 13.05.2020
Story Codes: True story, CD
Synopsis: A true story of a dark lust, as the father of a bullied child fall for his son’s bully.
Author’s Note: Just a short story of my only experience of evil lust to date (not fantasy)
Evil Lust
My name is Tom, I have a wife and three children, sixteen, eighteen and nineteen. We are a typical, normal, traditional family, living in Ireland in quiet Dublin suburb. I’m secretly bisexual, occasional cross dresser with very dark desires; but totally secretive from all members of my family.
Our youngest boy Jim has always struggled in school, very weak both academically and as a boy in general. Lacks self esteem, no confidence. He has always been picked on I suppose looking back but the last eighteen months he has been the recipient of some severe bullying. Beaten, humiliated and traumatized.
It’s been a very turbulent time for us all and although it seems to have stopped these last few weeks through a lot of school meetings, police assistance and counseling, the damage seems to be permanent. We often hear him cry at night and the self harm is a constant battle.
Taking all this in you’d think that’s a lot to deal with as parents and very upsetting. This is where it begins to take a twist for me personally though.
The main bully a guy called Shane, seventeen but built like a fully grown man. We met him twice when attempting to sort things out. Straight away I found myself fantasizing about sucking him off. I mean there’s the guy who is torturing my own son and I’m thinking about been his little slut in some sick fantasy scenario in my disturbed mind.
I found myself telling my own mind to stop… ‘You can’t be serious, this is real life, stop Tom snap out of it now.’
This was a constant in my head for weeks in between prancing round in my daughters lingerie wiggling my ass lusting for Shane’s alpha cock.
Eventually one weekend about eight months ago when high on a coke binge I decided to make a couple of fake social media accounts to make contact with Shane. I decided to keep it real, as in not pretend to be female cause I wanted to know would he let a CD suck him off. The result was amazing and so fucking delightful to me, he responded quickly and had absolutely no hang ups about, ‘fucking a cute CD’.
After about eight or nine days of messaging back and forth we agreed to have a hotel meet. I was nervous as hell at this stage, he still had no clue who I was in reality I’m starting to have doubts about the whole thing in case of exposure, there was no guilt anymore though, I had accepted I was a sick evil bitch who was wanton with evil lust to worship the bully who made my sons life hell.
The day arrived, I told my wife I was going to visit my parents and would stay over. The arrangement was I would arrive an hour before Shane so as I could get dressed, do my make-up etc.
I arrived at the hotel at 6.00 pm. Got to the room. Text Shane room number. Got dressed. Silky smooth all over; fake tan; thong, bra, sheer white leggings, heels, a pink belly top and put my blonde wig on. I looked sexy as hell. Started taking a few lines of coke and some alcohol.
Door knock comes. Inhibitions gone through coke. Confidence well up. Strut myself over to the door like an experienced prostitute and there he is the big bully Shane. So fucking sexy and massive. Big bulging biceps and thick legs.
I ask him does he want a line as I sit on the edge of the bed my legs crossed, heels swinging. He kneels on one knee and sniffs a line from the bedside locker, he then unties one of my high heels and proceeds to kiss my painted toes. I flicked off my other heel, the rage of lust shivering through my whole body now. I’ve never felt this before it’s pure ecstasy.
“I’m Jim’s dad.”
As I stick out my tongue in the most devilish who gives a fuck way you can imagine.
He stopped for a split second and his eyes met mine and the sheer glorious evil that came over us in tangent was something I can’t describe, it was like an out of body feeling, like Satan himself had taken over our bodies.
He stripped rapidly. His cock was fat OMG, so fucking fat. It was in my mouth. I was making love to it with my mouth. I never wanted anything so much in all my life. When it came out my mouth I looked up at him, in my put on feminine voice.
“You gorgeous bastard, you destroyed my sons life.”
I then moved to his big fine arse, moved his fat cheeks and slid my tongue into his hole. He loved it, I got so turned on when he was talking in such a callous tone about the torture he put Jim through, I urinated on the carpet.
We fucked like crazy animals for hours. He fucked me bareback. His cum was in my bum; in my mouth; on my face. It was fucking crazy. Best night of my life.
We have talked through fake social media since, but not met up. He has promised me he will organize for Jim to be beaten to a pulp soon and when it happens we will do a hotel meet again. I think I love him. He gets me, but it’s hard to organize meets.
THE END?