Dominating Dana: My Girlfriend's Mom (MILF)

Zach zipped up his pants and let out a sigh of contentment as his eyes scanned the scene around him. He had left quite the mess behind in his efforts to reach his sexual appeasement.

              The room smelled of sex and various articles of feminine clothing adorned the floor. A voluptuous, perfectly tanned, and barely legal Jane laid atop the plush couch that had served as the stage to their performance just minutes ago. He was proud of himself.

              “Not that I’m complaining but you should get dressed. The only reason I’m leaving your fine ass is because you have to go to work.”

              “I don’t
have
to go…” Jane pouted as she cupper her breasts. Zach watched as one of her hands found its way to her sex.

              He made his way back to her and lowered himself on top of her as he kissed her violently. He could never get enough of her. He tugged at her hair to position her head the way he wanted it.

              “Don’t move,” he said in a low voice.

              Jane’s long dark curls hung over the edge of the couch as she complied with Zach’s demands. Her back arched in response to the position and Zach loved the sight of her perky breasts heaving with each excited breath. Unzipping, but not removing his jeans, he exposed himself to her and he watched as her eyes darken with lust.

She licked her lips slowly and then parted them, begging, “Fuck my mouth, Z. Do it.”

Without hesitation he stood behind her and tugged her head back further. He stroked his hard cock and eased the tip into her mouth. Her full, lower lip enveloped him and he watched as her tongue snaked around him and explored his fullness. Zach admired the view his angle provided. Jane’s throat was exposed, her breasts thrust upward, her tight pussy he’d known earlier begging for his return. She curled and uncurled her toes and moaned in response to her excitement at his pleasure. Zach loved that the angle restrained her and he was in complete and total control.

              He pulled out of her mouth slightly and as he thrust himself into her again, deeper this time, he heard “Jane! You’re going to be late!”

Unable to control his reaction to her mother’s voice that announced her presence, Zach attempted to pull out of Jane’s heavenly mouth. Jane’s surprise made her motion to get up from her current position too quickly and she nicked Zach with her teeth.

“Shit!” he said trying to stifle his cry.

“I’m
so
sorry!” Jane said gasping for air.

“Get dressed! Hurry!” she whispered to Zach.

“Jane! Come on!” her mother shouted from the top of the stairs.

Jane made sure Zach was fully clothed before she motioned for him to follow her upstairs. Jane’s mother waited for them impatiently as she peered down the staircase that led to the finished basement Zach and Jane had found comfort in. She was beautiful. The definition of a MILF. She had the same dark hair and full lips that Jane possessed. Her bright blue eyes, however, were the polar opposite to Jane’s dark eyes.

“Mom I don’t need you to remind me of when I need to be at work. I’ve got it,” Jane snapped at her mother.

“Right,” she responded tersely.

“Whatever. Are you coming?”

Zach turned to follow Jane and oblige to her request when he was stopped by the MILF standing next to him. Placing her hand on his toned bicep, she informed him that he would not be leaving anytime soon.

“No. Jane, you go. I need to talk to…”

“Zach,” he replied offering his hand to her.

“Dana,” she said wearing the same resting bitch face she had worn since they ascended the stairs.

“Fine. I’ll talk to you later, Zach,” Jane said as the door shut behind her.

Awkward silence enveloped them both for a few moments. Zach dared to attempt eye contact with Dana and noticed that while she leaned coolly against the kitchen sink, her arms folded, she was practically salivating over his erection. The erection he had hoped to take care of with her daughter several minutes ago.

“I know what you were doing downstairs with my daughter,” she accused.

“Oh. We weren’t – “ he attempted.

“Don’t. I’m asking the questions. How old are you?”

“Twenty-three,” he lied.

“How about you tell me the truth?” Dana’s eyes narrowed and while they were beautiful, Zach was terrified of them. He swallowed hard, prepared to divulge the truth.

“I’m thirty-one, ma’am.” The terror in his face showed and he was visibly sweating.

“I see. You’re thirty-one and you were downstairs with my eighteen year old daughter? I wonder what a man your age would want with a girl like Jane.”

Zach took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair.

“I know. I’m sorry. You’re right. I’m…I’m gonna go. I promise you that I won’t see her again.”

A sexy smirk found its way to Dana’s face. She approached Zach and studied his physique, not bothering to conceal her intentions.

“You won’t see her again. But in order to enforce that I’m going to need some leverage.” Reaching into the drawer dangerously close to Zach’s perfect ass, she pulled out a digital camera. Placing it on top of the stainless steel microwave, she didn’t turn it on, but enjoyed the look of intrigue on Zach’s face at the sight of it.

“I…I don’t understand,” he stuttered.

“You’re too old for my daughter. Lucky for you, I was a young mom and I’m just barely older than you. And I’m single,” she mused.

Zach struggled to keep his hands at his sides as Dana began to caress him. She first touched his tanned face, then trailed down his neck, and finally to his strong shoulders.

“If I tell you to stay away from my daughter, you will defy me and see her anyway. Which is why I need help reinforcing my request,” she said.

Zach’s mouth hung open at her forwardness. He wanted to touch her and he knew he wouldn’t be able to continue resisting her for much longer. His erection was persistent and was beginning to hurt due to its current confinement. Dana’s hands found Zach’s abs and her smile at the pleasure she received from this made him clench his fists to maintain control.

“You,” she said staring him down. “Are going to fuck me now,” she finished.

Zach was panting with frustration and confusion. He closed his eyes and bit his lower lip to stifle a moan as Dana stroked his erection over his jeans.

“And if your performance is not satisfactory and/or you tell Jane that I threatened you, I will show her the tape we’re about to make and she will never see you again anyway. Understand?”

Zach nodded silently, unable to control his heart rate and breath. He found himself wishing Dana hadn’t interrupted his encounter with her daughter so that his erection wouldn’t be a contributing factor to his current situation. He had only gotten off once today with Jane and felt he was entitled to his inevitable (or so he thought) orgasm he sought through fucking Jane’s gorgeous mouth. The same mouth her mother wore.

The sound of the camera activating marked the beginning of Dana and Zach’s sex tape. Dana tugged at Zach’s belt, but his strong hands stopped her. Afraid she was about to be rejected, Dana looked up at him questioningly.

“This isn’t how I do things,” he explained.

Dana’s face flushed with embarrassment and she was suddenly overcome by anger.

“Fine. Get out,” she snapped.

Zach refused to release her hands when she tried to get away from him. He pushed her backward and up against the kitchen sink and held her hands firm on either side of her. He saw the arousal in her eyes as he peered down at her.

“I am always in charge,” he said watching her closely. She didn’t reply.

“Can you handle that?” he asked.

Dana didn’t reply but stared at him hungrily. She lunged at him and he pulled away from her, turning his head. Zach forcefully placed her hands together behind her back to ensure she was properly restrained.

“I said,” he began. He pulled her hair with his free hand, causing her to arch her back. “I’m in charge. Do you understand?”

Barely able to contain her passion, she simply breathed “Yes.”

“Good. Now get on your knees,” he said.

Dana began to remove her high heels when Zach grabbed her by the arm.

“Did I tell you to do that?”

“No,” she replied innocently.

“Then
don’t
,” he spat at her.

Dana looked irritated as she secured her pumps. Zach roughly took her chin in his hand.

“The correct response was yes, Sir.”

She froze not knowing what to do next. He picked her up and set her down hard on the countertop.

“We’re going to have some trouble if you can’t follow directions, Dana”

He slowly trailed his fingertips up her soft thighs and found the top of her sexy stockings. Taking his time, he rolled both stockings down to her black Patten leather pumps. He could see up her skirt as he kneeled below her and his cock throbbed hard against his jeans. Zach gently removed her shoes and tossed them onto the floor. He rose and his hands found Dana’s hips. He pushed her hard up against the cabinet. Dana arched her back in ecstasy as Zach’s mouth found her neck. She was careful not to touch him since she hadn’t been instructed to do so.

Strong hands kneaded her trembling thighs as Zach’s lips made their way to her full cleavage. She gasped at the sensation and as his mouth began to explore her, a high pitched moan escaped her lips. Zach stopped abruptly and looked intensely into her face.

“You don’t do
anything
without my permission, including making any sort of sound,” he instructed.

“Ok,” Dana whimpered.

Zach forced Dana off of the countertop and turning her away from him, lifted her tight black skirt, and spanked her hard on the ass.

“Yes,
Sir
!” he corrected her.

“Yes, Sir,” she replied thrilled.

“Get on your knees,” he said as he released her.

Eager to comply with Zach’s orders, Dana took to her knees and waited silently. She said nothing for fear of being scolded again. She hadn’t decided whether or not she liked how hard Zach had spanked her. Her skin still stung from the blow. Waiting for her instruction, she looked so young and innocent, like her daughter. The realization of this made Zach lose his composure.

He dropped to his knees, took Dana’s face softly in his hands and allowed himself to melt into her. He laid her down gently on her kitchen floor next to her heels he had tossed there earlier. Dana was taken by surprise and was unsure of how to behave. Zach’s deep, gentle kissing made her feel as if she were on fire. She flexed her fingers and clawed at the floor out of frustration. She wanted to touch him so badly and he felt so good against her. His skillful grinding was the first contact Dana had with Zach between her legs. She allowed herself to grind against him hard and when she did, he removed his mouth from hers to let out a moan of frustration. Zach wrapped one of Dana’s legs around him and his hands pushed her skirt up to expose her perfect, round, behind. His hand on her rump made her legs go weak and she lost control. She needed him inside her.

“Please, Zach,” she begged as he buried his face in her neck. He responded nipping, kissing, licking, tormenting her neck and cleavage. He paused only for a moment and studied her face. She was panting, her eyes were watery, and she tensed her muscles to try to keep her legs from shaking. Without breaking their gaze, he returned her leg to its original position, broke the contact his pelvis had with hers, and allowed a hand to discover between Dana’s legs.

She couldn’t take the torture any longer. She let out an incontrollable, intoxicatingly sexy moan that gave Zach goose bumps. He slid her panties to the side, slipped two fingers inside of her, and pressed his mouth to hers as she moaned against him. Dana tore her mouth away from Zach’s to gasp for air as he found her g-spot. Certain that she could take no more teasing, she tried to free herself from Zach’s hold but he lowered himself on top of her using his body weight to restrain her. His skilled fingers continued their work.

“Please! Please Zach! I can’t…I can’t…Fuck me! I need you to fuck me!” she shrieked.

His middle and index fingers continued to coax her g-spot to its limit and when she was nearing her climax he lifted himself off of her, pressed down firmly on her pelvis with his free hand, and allowed his mouth to find her at last. He rolled his tongue over her clitoris as his fingers continued their torturous motion and he lost himself at the taste of her. He moaned against her and she erupted in ecstasy. He reveled in her sweet juices.

“You were a good girl,” he breathed as he returned his face to hers.

“Please let me touch you,” she whined. Zach stared at her seductively and loved the look of torment on her face.

“No,” he said coolly. He picked her up and returned her to the countertop he originally intended to have his way with her on. He made sure that both of her hands were fixed at her sides and were not tempted to wander.

“Consider yourself lucky I don’t punish you for breaking my rules,” he began. He gently pushed her hair out of her face and behind her. He ran a finger across her delicate collar bone.