Chapter 9: Breaking the Disciplined MILF

I twisted her nipples even harder this time.

She moaned, “Aahhh—not that hard, please! Aahh—!”

“You said I wouldn’t last two minutes, and now you can’t even handle a little nipple play?” I grinned. “Big talk for someone this weak.”

“My nipples are sensitive…” she said, breathy, trying to stay composed.

“Tonight, I’m gonna find out what else is sensitive,” I said, twisting again. Her serious face was melting—turning into pure lust.

She was giving in. Whatever reason she came here for—discipline, lectures, whatever—was gone now.

“What… what are you gonna do to me?” she asked, a little alarmed, way more excited.

“You’ll find out soon.”

I pulled her shirt off. She didn’t stop me. She just stared, breathing heavy, eyes locked on mine—lust dripping off her face.

Her upper body was fully bare now. Only those tight pants were left, hugging her thick thighs. Her mouth hung open slightly, like she was still trying to act strict, even with her body begging for it. Those glasses stayed on like she was clinging to the last bit of control.

“Stick out your tongue,” I ordered.

She obeyed—slow, obedient, sexy as hell. That tongue slipped out, and fuck… with those glasses on, she looked like every filthy dream I’d ever had.

I brought my dick closer to her mouth. “Spit on it,” I said.

She spat on it like a pro—like she’d done it a hundred times. “More,” I growled. “Now rub it on.”

She spat again, this time with more saliva, and wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking it slowly, rubbing her spit up and down my shaft.

I grabbed my dick and started smacking it against her tongue—she was holding it out for me like a good little slut.

“Yeahhh…” she moaned.

“You like that?” I kept tapping it against her tongue.

“Hmmm…”

She came here looking all serious and strict, but deep down—she was filthier than every other MILF I’d fucked.

And then—without me even saying anything—she leaned in and started sucking my dick.

Glock glock glock—

“Aahhh—bitch, you couldn’t wait, huh?” I groaned as her wet mouth worked me.

She sucked like her damn life depended on it.

I just stood there, watching her slobber all over me—this woman who was supposed to discipline me—getting throat-fucked like a slut.

I let her keep going for a while, just enjoying the sight of her lips wrapped around my cock, her head moving with slow, eager strokes like she was savoring every inch.

Then I pulled out.

Grabbed her face with my left hand. Slapped her right cheek.

Not too soft. Not too hard. Just enough to make her wetter.

Slap. Slap.

“You sucked my dick without permission,” I said, and slapped her again. Her cheeks started turning red.

“Aahh—” With every slap, she moaned.

“Punish me more… ahhh…” she begged.

Man… this bitch was so fucking slutty. She was loving every second of it. Probably hadn’t been dominated like this ever.

Her moans while being dominated made my dick throb like crazy. I wanted to teach this MILF a lesson she wouldn’t forget — a lesson with my cock.

“Use those huge tits and fuck my dick,” I told her.

She obeyed fast. Grabbed her massive boobs and pushed them around my shaft, stroking me up and down with her soft, heavy tits. Man, it felt like heaven — warm, tight, sloppy.

She was doing a damn good job, but nah — it wasn’t enough. I was heading to Lily’s, and she came here, acting like she was in charge. Like I was her damn office junior and she could just lecture me whenever she wanted.

Wasted my precious fuck time with all that fake moral shit, and now she’s trying to make up for it with a titfuck?

Nah. That wasn’t gonna cut it. She owed me more than that.

I grabbed her, stopped her mid-stroke, and manhandled her off the bed. Her thick thighs jiggled as I forced her to stand — now right in front of me, tight pants clinging to her juicy curves, big boobs bouncing, breathless.

I had to see that ass.

I spun her around rough, pushed her back down onto the bed. Her hands braced against the sheets, her back arched, her thick ass up — just how I wanted it. Her pants were gripping every inch of her round, bouncy cheeks.

My dick loved the view.

I pressed it right between those cheeks, rubbing over her pants, grinding. Damn, that tight ass was made for this. She kept glancing back, her eyes full of lust, her body twitching like she was being claimed.

And she loved every second.

I slapped her ass. Once. Then again, harder. That sound — smack — echoed.

“Ahhhh… harder,” she moaned. This bitch was addicted to it.

What if I fucked her ass? The thought made my cock twitch. She was filthy, needy, begging without saying the words. I couldn’t hold back.

I yanked my shirt off and tossed it aside then grabbed her by the stomach and pulled her up — made her stand, but kept her body bent slightly, just enough to still grind against her from behind.

Her thick ass stayed pressed to my cock, and my chest leaned into her back. I brought my face over her shoulder, lips brushing her neck — then bit down on her shoulder. She shuddered hard, like her body couldn’t handle it.

She was already topless, her huge tits swinging freely with every movement. And soon, she’d be completely naked.

I slid my hands down, popped the button on her pants, and pulled the zipper down nice and slow.

She moaned just from that.

I started tugging her pants down. Her thick ass resisted—too damn fat and juicy for the tight fabric. I yanked harder.

As they slid down, I blinked.

Wait… was she not wearing anything underneath?

She lifted her hips to help, and I peeled them off. Once they were around her ankles, she kicked them away.

No panties.

This proper, prim MILF was walking around with nothing under her pants? Damn — she was filthier than I thought.

Now she was fully in my control.

I leaned in and whispered, low and dirty, into her ear.

“Should I fuck your tight little asshole?”

She gasped, trembling.

“Ahh… y-you want to fuck me in the ass?” she moaned, her voice thick with need. She was already pushing back into me, hungry for it, like she’d been waiting for this moment all along.

I grinned.

This MILF said I couldn’t last two minutes?

Let’s see how long she can last with my dick in her ass.

My dick was already out — I just slid my pants off and tossed them aside. Then I pulled her tighter against me.

“Ahhhh… isn’t this enough? Haven’t I given you enough to leave my son alone?” she moaned, pretending to resist but showing every damn sign of lust.

“No, this isn’t. You haven’t made me cum yet, and your pussy’s leaking nonstop.”

“Ahhh… what more do I have to do? I’ll do anything,” she whimpered.

Her voice was dripping with lust—willing to do anything to please me. It made me wanna fuck her ass so bad.

“Ahh, Judy… you like what I’m doing to you?”

“No! I hate it! I’m only doing this for my son!” she moaned, lying through her teeth as her body shivered in pleasure.

“Should I stop then? If you don’t wanna do this anymore…” I teased, knowing damn well she didn’t mean it.

“No! I… I know you won’t be happy with just this,” she said quickly, almost desperate.

She was being broken in, and I hadn’t even stuck my dick into any of her holes yet. She was already this horny. Damn, this MILF needed to be fucked hard—she was begging for it without even realizing it.

I shoved her onto the bed. She climbed up like she knew what to do, arching her back, pushing her ass out, already offering it up like she wanted my dick in her ass.

“Damn… you really can’t wait to get my cock in your ass, huh?” I said, stroking myself as I stared at her twitching asshole.

“I’m doing this for my son… please be fast so I can go home,” she muttered, her voice weak but her body betraying her.

“It’s gonna be a long night, Judy. I don’t think you’ll make it home tonight.”

“Ahhh… y-you’re gonna fuck me all night?” she moaned, shivering as pleasure leaked from her voice.

“Please… put it in… be fast,” she begged, glancing at me with that lewd look—inviting me to shove my cock deep inside her.

“No. This position’s too easy. I’m gonna fuck you in a position that’ll make you think twice before trying to dominate me,” I smirked.

There was a circular stool in my room—height adjustable.

“Here. Sit on this,” I told her, pulling it in front of the bed.

She followed like a good little slut, resting her ass on the edge of the stool as she leaned forward, placing her hands on the bed for support. Her back arched perfectly, pushing her ass and pussy out—dripping, exposed, and begging for attention.

“Ahhh… you’re gonna fuck me like this?” she moaned, getting horny just from imagining it.

I moved in closer and started rubbing my dick against her asshole. It twitched the moment I touched it.

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