Controlled by a Kinky MILF ♕

Controlled by a Kinky MILF

What started as a simple game turned into him being controlled by a kinky MILF; me. I was in my black knee-high spike-heel boots, full-back crimson satin panties tied with a black ribbon in the back, and black triple-strand thongs (where the middle strand is a strand of pearls). A black and crimson square demi (Half) cup bra. My hand ran up the back of his neck into his hair. Then I grasp his hair in a tight fist. Pulling his head back, I made him look me in the eye. My other hand reached up and gently stroked his cheek.

Who do you belong to? I asked him, letting the edge of my fingernail drag against his skin. Then I traced the line from his ear down the side of his neck. “I belong to you.” He answered, shuttering at my touch. Who is my sex toy? I asked with a grin. With a sigh, he answered, “I am. Please touch me.”

What am I doing now? I am touching you with a hand. As I said that, I shook his head by his hair slightly. And let my fingernail dig into his skin a little. What should you say to give you what you wanted? I demanded.

“Thank you, Mistress.” He said as my hand reached his shoulder, stroking to the side. Then I allowed 5 fingertips to glide over him as my hand drifted towards his chest. My one hand switched to cupping his head as my other hand slowly flattened onto his tummy. I lowered myself, kneeling next to him. My hand stopped right about his underwear line.

“Do you like being controlled by a kinky milf like me?”

I whispered into his ear as my face nuzzled his neck. My lower hand glided side to side, tracing his underwear.

“Oh god’s yes, please, mistress,” He gasped out. His body shuddered as my other hand flitted down his back to the edge of his underwear. Standup, I ordered, sliding my fingertips under the edge of his underwear. He stood up quickly, but his underwear stayed down. With a low rumbling sound, he balled his hands into fists. I think it was because my head was now hip-high on him. Leaning forward, I spoke as if his semi-hard cock were a microphone… “Now, isn’t that better lover?”

“Please,” he said, making me smile. He had sounded half growl, half groan like a pain in pain. His cock had very quickly gone from a semi-hard-on to a full erection. Should I take it that you like the feel of my hot breath on that majestic cock of mine? I asked him, looking up into his eyes. I deliberately licked my lips in a way that made the bottom of my tongue swipe against his cock head.

“OH God, please,” He begged. With a giggle, this hot milf grabbed him by the hips. Finally, giving him the full firm touch his skin craved. I love when you beg so prettily, I asked him leaning forward I let his cockhead brush against my lips as we talked. Now tell me… do you like being controlled by a kinky MILF? Keeping eye contact, I opened my mouth as I waited for his response…