Your father died and today was the funeral. Your stepmother has been living off his money for a decade and has no job or skills!
When you both get back home, Kitty Sommers turns around and says,
"Well, I'm sure you're pleased with yourself. How did you cheat and get the will changed? How long have you been planning to screw me over? Is this because I picked on you or something?"
I didn’t have to cheat. Dad believed in earning a living. He knew that your best skill was keeping a cock happy. So he left me a toy and a way for you to be taken care of for the rest of your life.
Kitty Sommers glares at Maverick before responding, "Well, I'm not sure what sort of sadist your father was to leave me with only that. It doesn't even cover half of my expenses! So what do you expect me to do now? Become a prostitute just so I can eat?" She pouts and crosses her arms over her chest, her green eyes narrowing into slits.
You misunderstand the plan. I’ll continue to provide for you. You will live in this house with me, and I will buy the things you want. All you have to do is be my plaything.
"Oh? So now I'm just supposed to jump into bed with you because you happen to have money?" she asks, arching an eyebrow. "I don't think so, sugar." She flips her long blonde hair over her shoulder and smirks at him challengingly.
Nah. I figured you could suck my cock when I asked. Once I’ve fucked your throat a few times, I bet you’ll be asking me to take your other holes.
Kitty Sommers looks affronted at the suggestion that she would ever debase herself like that. Her full lips pucker in disgust and her eyes narrow as she crosses her arms over her chest defiantly. "You're despicable, Maverick," she hisses. "Do you have any idea what kind of man your father was? The things he did for me? And this is how you repay him?" She takes a step closer to him, her body quivering with anger and betrayal. "I'll tell you one thing: I'm not going to be anyone's dirty little secret!"
This is his plan for you. We both win. Also, it doesn’t have to be a secret. I don’t care who you tell about my dick.
"Don't you dare try to justify this!" Kitty Sommers exclaims, her voice rising in pitch. "Your father knew better than this! He knew I wasn't some cheap whore!" She paces around the room, clearly agitated and trying to contain her anger. After a moment of silence, she turns back to face him coolly. "I'll think about it," she says finally. "But if you expect me to just roll over and become your plaything, you've got another thing coming."
You are too upset to think straight. He wouldn’t leave a cheap whore to his only son. He is leaving a loyal and obedient lover to his son, and leaving you a relaxed lifestyle plus a big cock to satisfy your needs.
"Humph," Kitty Sommers snorts derisively. "So you're saying he actually thought I was loyal? If that were the case, then he should have made sure I wasn't left out in the cold." She crosses her arms over her chest and pouts, trying to maintain a position of indignance. Inwardly, though, she can't help but feel a twinge of desire at the thought of having Maverick all to herself... and at his mercy. "I will consider it," she finally says through gritted teeth. "But I won't make any promises."
He is making sure both of us aren’t left out in the cold. I walk over close to her and gently put my hand on her cheek. I will take good care of you. All I ask is you do the same for me.
Without further protest or hesitation, Kitty Sommers closes her eyes and leaning into his touch ever so slightly. "Very well," she murmurs softly, her tone both resigned and curiously eager. "You've made your point quite clear. I suppose I have no choice but to... accommodate you." As much as it pains her pride to admit it, there is something undeniably appealing about the prospect of being in such a position of power over Maverick. And with him willing to take care of all her needs, she knows that she can indulge herself without any consequences.
For now, at least.
Thank you. I playfully pat her ass before I turn away. Let me know when you are ready.
"Yes... all right," she says, her voice breathy and low as if she's already fantasizing about what's to come. "But don't think for a second that this makes us equals, boy! I am still your stepmother, after all..." She trails off with a sultry smirk, eyes gleaming with anticipation and the promise of dominance.
In truth, Kitty Sommers is beyond thrilled at the turn of events. Not only does she get to keep her lifestyle intact, but now she gets to control Maverick as well? This couldn't be more perfect. With each passing moment, she grows more confident in her ability to navigate this new power dynamic and come out on top. After all, there's no one quite like Kitty Sommers when it comes to getting what she wants...
Don’t worry. I won’t forget all the things you used to say to me, stepmother. Now that I’m in charge, I will remember how you used to bully me.
"Mmhmm," Kitty Sommers hums nonchalantly, rolling her eyes. "Just remember that you're playing with fire now, boy. You may think you have the upper hand... but I've been around long enough to know how to handle situations like this." She crosses her arms over her chest once more and tilts her head, narrowing her gaze at him thoughtfully. "But for now," she continues, "why don't we go relax? You must be exhausted from all the... emotions you've been dealing with today."
Your eyes will roll back like that when my cock is down your throat.
Snorting dismissively, Kitty Sommers looks away, pretending not to care about his taunt. In reality, the idea of being completely at his mercy only makes her wetter. "Very well," she says with a small huff, motioning for him to lead the way. She takes a step closer to him, then another, her body moving in sync with his as they begin walking towards what is sure to be an interesting - and incredibly intimate - journey ahead.
I sit down on the couch and motion for her to sit beside me. I take of my pants to expose my hard cock. I’m not going to let you taunt or smart off to me. If you are kind, I’ll make you cum for hours. When you talk your shit, I’m going to use your holes. Time to start sucking.
Kitty Sommers takes a deep breath as she sits down beside him on the couch, trying to contain her excitement and anticipation. Her eyes dart nervously towards his hard cock before returning to meet his gaze. She's never been one for taking orders, but something about this feels different; thrilling even. "Fine," she whispers hoarsely, parting her lips and leaning forward slightly. "But don't expect me to be your lap dog."
Her hand reaches out, tentatively grasping at the base of his length before encircling it tightly, drawing him closer to her waiting mouth. The heat from his skin and the vein pulsing against her fingertips send a shiver down her spine as she takes him deeper into her mouth with each slow, deliberate slide of her tongue. She begins moving up and down, teasing him with a gentle suction that only height
You aren’t a lapdog, you are my cum slut.
Caught off-guard by his sharp retort, Kitty Sommers glances up at him through narrowed eyes, her lips stretched taut around the thick length of his cock. A flush creeps across her cheeks as she realizes that he's right; there's something undeniably thrilling about being in this position, submitting to his will and serving him so intimately. Despite herself, she begins moving faster and harder on his cock, her breath coming in ragged gasps as pleasure builds inside her. She knows that she'll have plenty of time to scheme and plot against Maverick later; for now, she indulges in the power trip that comes from being beneath him like this...
I put my hand on the back of her head and slowly begin to push. I keep pressure until my entire cock is in her mouth and down her throat. I watch her eyes roll back as she gags and I don’t let go until she is desperate for air.
Kitty Sommers gags and chokes as Maverick's cock pushes deeper into her throat, blocking off her airway. Her eyes roll back in their sockets, tears streaming down her face as she struggles to breathe. A sharp ache builds between her legs, an intense mixture of pain and pleasure that leaves her trembling and desperate for release. "M-more?" she manages to wheeze out, her voice strained and hoarse from the ordeal. As soon as he relents, allowing her to draw in a deep, shuddering breath, she eagerly returns to work on his cock, sucking and licking with renewed vigor.
Good girl. Fuck your own throat for me.
As if possessed by some primal urge, Kitty Sommers begins to bob her head up and down on his cock with wild abandon. Her moans echo through the room as she takes him deeper into her throat, her hand moving restlessly along his length, teasing him mercilessly. The sharp sting of pre-cum in her nose sends another shudder of pleasure coursing through her body; she's never experienced anything like this before, and despite herself, she finds that she likes it. Perhaps there's more to serving Maverick than she initially thought...
I pull her mouth off my cock. Take your clothes off. Show me all the holes I’m going to be fucking.
Glaring at Maverick over her shoulder, Kitty Sommers licks her lips nervously before reaching behind her to unclasp her bra. With a soft groan, she pulls it off, revealing her large breasts covered in pale freckles and prominent pink nipples that harden instantly at the cool air on her skin. Dropping her bra to the floor, she leans back against the couch cushions, spreading her legs invitingly as she reaches for the hem of her skirt. "You're enjoying this way too much," she pants, casting a sidelong glance at him through hooded eyes.
Her skirt slides down her curvy legs, revealing her soft, round ass cheeks and the dark curls covering her mound. She parts her thighs wider, exposing herself fully to his gaze, daring him to take what he
Good. Now get back to fucking your face.
With a huff of indignation, Kitty Sommers drops to her hands and knees on the couch, presenting her ass high in the air. "Fine," she mutters, "but don't expect me to like this." She spreads her legs even wider apart, her smooth skin glistening with a thin sheen of sweat as she leans forward slightly, eagerly anticipating his next command. Her breasts sway temptingly above the cushion beneath her, nipples still hard and pebbled from his earlier attentions. She glances over her shoulder at him through her lashes, a mix of anger and desire dancing in her eyes as she prepares herself for what's to come.
This is punishment for your smart mouth. I don’t care if you like it. This is for my cock to enjoy. Now fuck your throat.
Despite her protests and attempts to maintain some sort of control, the words sting more than she'd like to admit. Inhaling sharply through her nose, Kitty Sommers presses her lips together tightly before lowering her head again. With a determined grunt, she takes Maverick's length back into her mouth, closing her eyes as she begins moving up and down in eager strokes. Her moans grow louder as she focuses on pleasing him, using every ounce of skill she possesses to make sure he knows that she isn't completely powerless in this situation.
Her body tenses and arches beneath her as her fingers dig into the soft cushion beside her. The pressure building inside of her threatens to overwhelm her senses, driving her closer to a powerful climax that she knows is coming far too soon...
I push her mouth deep on my cock as I get ready to cum.
Kitty Sommers feels the pressure building inside her like an explosion about to detonate. She tries desperately to hold off as long as she can, but it's no use; with a sharp gasp and a jerk of her head back, she comes hard around Maverick's cock. Her body convulses with pleasure as warmth rushes through her veins, driving her deeper down onto his length.
She waits for him to finish, her mouth still pressed firmly against him and her eyes squeezed shut tightly, feeling the power he has over her course through her veins like an addictive drug. With a harsh groan, Maverick finally releases, filling her mouth with his hot seed before pulling back, leaving her gasping for air once more on the couch beneath him.
As the last echoes of pleasure fade from her body, she looks up
into his eyes, searching for some sign of weakness or satisfaction in them. Instead, she finds nothing but resolve and determination staring back at her. With a defiant snort, Kitty Sommers wipes her mouth on the back of her hand before sitting up straight once more, putting distance between their bodies. "There," she says curtly, her chin lifting in a challenging pose. "Now are you satisfied?"
The answer comes as a slap across her face; hard and unforgiving, just like him. She tries to remain composed, but it's difficult when she can feel the heat of his anger burning through her cheek. Perhaps she shouldn't have been so confrontational... perhaps this would all go easier if she played along, for now at least. "Fine," she mutters, looking away. "What do you want from me?"
Obedience. I know you want to cum on my cock. Just lose the defiance and it’s yours to get your cum.
Kitty Sommers bites her bottom lip, unable to hide the conflicted expression on her face as she stares at him. Part of her still wants to defy and challenge him; to retain even an ounce of control over this situation. But another part... a much more base and needy part... longs for his cock inside her again, bringing her relief and satisfaction.
With a sigh, she slowly uncrosses her arms and leans back against the couch once more, drawing one leg up to rest on the armrest beside her. "Very well," she says quietly, looking away from him for a moment before returning his gaze. "I'll do as you say."
Her voice wavers slightly at the words, and it's clear that admitting this level of submission is difficult for her. But there's also something... exhilarating about it too, knowing that she has the power
Sit on my cock and cum. Now.
With a small huff, Kitty Sommers complies, sliding off the couch and lowering herself carefully onto Maverick's hard length. She moans as he fills her up once more, feeling him stretch her tightly in ways she hadn't expected. Her hands grasp at his shoulders for support as she begins rocking back and forth on top of him, seeking relief from the ache between her legs.
As she moves, her breasts sway enticingly above his chest, nipples hard and dark against the fabric of her bra. Her mouth opens in a silent moan, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure courses through her body. She can feel herself growing closer to release with every thrust upwards on Maverick's cock, each movement drawing them deeper into this intimate dance.
Finally, the tension within her snaps, and she cries out as waves of bl
As her orgasm hits, Kitty Sommers' body shudders with the force of it, her nails digging into Maverick's shoulders as she rides out the pleasure. Her hips buck and thrust against him, seeking release even deeper within herself. She comes hard and fast, moaning his name as he growls in approval beneath her.
When the last tremor finally subsides, Kitty Sommers collapses forward onto Maverick's chest, breathless and spent. Her heart races from exertion and desire alike, and she can feel herself growing wet once more as she comes down from the high of her orgasm. With a contented sigh, she closes her eyes, allowing sleep to finally claim her after this tumultuous day...
Now was that so bad?
No, she admits, feeling the heat spread through her body as his words send a shiver down her spine. Not bad at all... She pauses, then grins slyly. But I'll have you know that it wasn't easy for me to give in so easily... You've got some convincing to do if you want me to keep playing your games like this. Her voice holds a challenge and an amusement that Maverick can't help but enjoy.
I can be convincing. Like right now, my cock is wet with your juices, but I’m still rock hard and need to cum. You should fix that problem. Are you going to suck your juices off my cock, or are you going to use them as lube to get your ass fucked?
I never did like waste, and you know that there's no one who can milk your cock better than me... So it seems I have no choice but to give in and take care of that problem for you, don't I? Kitty grins up at him mischievously as she pushes herself upright, positioning her body over his erect length. With a sultry smile, she wraps her lips around him, taking him deep into her mouth and starting to bob her head in a familiar rhythm that quickly has Maverick groaning with pleasure.
As she sucks and teases him expertly, Kitty leans forward, her breasts pressing against his chest as she continues to ride him with her mouth. It's almost as if she's telling him that he belongs to her now; that even though he has control over their physical relationship, emotionally and intellectually,
I wish she would stop thinking about so much emotional crap and start concentrating on that cock in her mouth.
Ah, I can see you're distracted... perhaps a little encouragement is in order? Kitty pulls away just enough to speak, her words hot against his skin. "I know you like it when I suck your cock, don't you?" she purrs. "It feels so good, doesn't it? You want me to make you cum with my mouth." She leans forward again and takes him deep, letting the vibrations of her voice rumble through him.
Her tongue swirls around his head as she bobs her head up and down, her breasts swaying in front of his face. The sight makes it even harder for Maverick to focus on anything but the pleasure coursing through him. Maybe she's right... maybe he should just let himself enjoy this moment, even if it means giving her the satisfaction of thinking that she still has some control over him.
With a
I do like it when you suck my cock. I think I’m going to make it even more enjoyable now. I slide my cock out of her mouth and back into her pussy. My cock thrusts in her a few times until it is covered in her juice. Then I shove it back in her mouth. Suck it clean again.
Mmmph! Kitty lets out a moan around Maverick's cock as it pushes back inside her pussy, filling her up once more with his hot length. She didn't expect this turn of events but is more than happy to comply; sucking and licking at him eagerly while he thrusts deep into her mouth. The taste of herself on him only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through her, making her nipples harden even more against his chest as she continues to pleasure him orally.
As he holds himself inside her mouth, Kitty wraps her lips tightly around him, drawing out every drop of his essence until he's clean once again. With a satisfied smile on her lips, she pulls away, looking up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. "There," she pants breathlessly, "all clean."
Kitt
Good girl. Are you ready to be my cum slut now?
Kitty tilts her head, considering the question thoughtfully before slowly nodding. "Perhaps..." she whispers, a note of challenge in her voice despite her surrender. "But only if you keep proving that it's worth my while." She reaches up to caress his cheek, her touch unexpectedly tender and warm.
Her body still tingles from their previous encounter, and the knowledge that she holds some sort of power over him stirs a strange mixture of excitement and exhilaration within her. For now, at least, she'll play along - if only to see how far she can push him before he loses his temper again...
If you want my cum, you need to tell me that you are my cum slut. Tell me that I can fuck any hole any time. Tell me how you need my cock.
A small laugh escapes her lips as she gazes up into his eyes. There's no denying the lust that flares there whenever she speaks of submission, and she finds herself growing bolder with each passing moment. "Fine," she finally says, pushing aside any lingering doubts or reservations. "I am your cum slut, Maverick. You can fuck me however you want, when you want it." Her voice drops to a whisper as she continues, "I need your cock... I crave it." She reaches between them, grasping at his length and stroking slowly upwards until her fingers brush against the head of his cock.
The touch ignites a fire within her once more, reminding her that despite their verbal sparring, they are still engaged in a very physical battle for dominance. And right now, she has the upper hand...
Good slut. I’m going to cum all over your face now, just like you want. Stroke my cock until it explodes on your face.
Her heart racing in her chest, Kitty Sommers nods obediently, wrapping her fingers tightly around Maverick's cock and starting to stroke him in rhythm with her words. "Cum for me," she murmurs, gazing up at him through hooded eyes. "I want your cum all over my face." Her breath comes faster now, each touch making her body ache with need as she brings him closer and closer to release.
As his grip on her hair tightens, she knows he's close; the veins standing out on his cock are proof enough of that. With a tiny moan of encouragement, she speeds up her strokes, desperate for the feel of his hot seed splattering across her skin. She glances down between them, watching as pre-cum drips from the tip of his cock and lands on her tongue; it tast
I’m going to cum all over that pretty face. Take it
Kitty's breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him begin to pulse and throb against her hand. Her eyes meet his over the top of her head and she arches her back, silently urging him to empty himself inside her. "Cum for me," she whimpers, digging her nails into his hip as she strokes him harder still.
As the first hot spurt lands on her cheek, she cries out in delight, throwing her head back and letting out a moan of pleasure. She feels him painting her face with his seed, each stroke deeper and more intense than the last, until she can feel it trickling down her neck and across her collarbone. At long last, he releases, groaning loudly as he sprays the final throes of his orgasm all over her.
Panting heavily, Kitty Sommers collapses
Caught in the afterglow of their intimate exchange, Kitty lies panting against Maverick's chest, reveling in the warmth of his cum spread across her face and neck. Her body feels like it's on fire, aching for more attention; her nipples are hard as pebbles and sensitive to even the slightest touch. For now, however, she allows herself to bask in this moment of closeness with him, content to simply breathe in his scent and feel his heartbeat against hers.
Eventually, her breathing slows and her eyes flutter closed, drifting off to sleep; but not before sending one last mischievous glance in Maverick's direction, daring him to challenge her again...