Billy can’t handle Karen’s pussy

“You’d better not blow your load early.” Karen warned, as she began working her hips to a quickening rhythm.

She’d liked what she’d felt as she mounted him. His fat dick felt good inside her. It wasn’t long before she had tossed caution aside, and began roughly fucking him, bouncing on his dick like a sex-crazed nympho.

Billy was in awe at the pistoning power her big ass could produce, as she slammed her hips down onto his. He could hardly believe that Karen, a mom at his school, who had just knocked him the fuck to sleep, was his first… But fuck, she was good. Billy was almost happy to lose his virginity to this cold-hearted, self-important bitch. She was good.

“FUCK yess…” she moaned.

Not slowing down, Karen pulled her top over her head and threw it to the side. God, she was sexy. One of Billy’s hands came up to try and cop a feel of her boob, but Karen slapped it away with a scowl. She reached her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra next, throwing it aside as well. Her large, naked, boobs bouncing to the rhythm of her slamming hips.

Fuck.

The pleasure was ratcheting up inside of Billy now, and something about seeing her big bare breasts, mixed with her cold, bitchy attitude, was making it difficult for him to hold back his nut any longer. Karen knew her way around a cock too well. The bare-breasted bitch was completely overwhelming the younger student. Even if she hadn’t perfectly brought his submissive knockout fetish to life, Billy would still be on the edge of a prejac explosion.

“I- I don’t know how much more of this I can take…” Billy moaned, ashamed to admit how badly he was losing to her. Karen was not a woman you showed weakness to, and right now, he was glowing with it.

“Fuck you,” Karen growled back, slamming her hips down with vigor. “You had better keep that fat dick hard, you little brat.”

Billy only moaned in response. He wasn’t sure he could agree to that. This arrogant, serial-complainer milf was somehow the warmest, tightest fuck he could imagine. His cock was being cuddled in the same moment as it was being pounded and slapped. Her overpowered pussy was destroying him. It was just too much. Karen was just getting herself into a perfect boob-bouncing, G-spot smashing rhythm when…

“A-Agh!”

Warm splashes and spurts filled her. Karen stopped her rhythmic hip-bouncing dead, giving Billy a cold stare as she sat atop him, with his quaking dick still inside her.

He came. He had cum already. Milf pussy was just too strong - and champion dick too weak. She couldn’t believe this.

“Unnhh…” Billy groaned, his head falling back to the floor. Fuck…

Karen raised an eyebrow. “Seriously?”

Her dismissive, disappointed tone made Billy shiver. Another squirt of cum **** itself out of his dick.

“What the fuck was that?” Karen asked, glaring down at him, past her big bare tits. “That was fucking /nothing/. You little shit. I asked for a good fuck, not this virgin two-pump-chump trash.”

“I-I’m sorry…”

Her huge, thick thighs clamped down on him. The angry display of control had the unintended side-effect of squeezing even more nut out from his loser dick.

“Sorry doesn’t get me off, you fucking brat. I should knock you the fuck out for that shit.”

Karen turned her head, and spotted those loaded gloves again, just a lean away. She wouldn’t even have to take his softening cock out of her overpowered pussy in order to reach them.

“P-Please… Give me another chance…” Billy pleaded, simultaneously fearful that Karen would leak the pictures and **** for more of her amazing body.

He hated her, but… She had got him addicted now. This mean bitch had ruined other women for him. Taking control with that big round ass and those boobs, then crushing him with her super-pussy… Billy would take whatever **** she might give if it meant more of that. More chances to fuck. She could boss him around and mock him all day, so long as she’d pound his dick afterwards. He just… He NEEDED more of her. More of Karen, the cold-hearted bitch…

“P-Please… One more… Please…”

He was really begging for it. Karen scoffed. “After you just came like a hair-trigger loser? I don’t think so. I just don’t think you can handle my tight pussy and giant ass. So…”

Karen leaned over, stretching out an arm, to pick up the loaded gloves. Billy’s shocked pleas caught in his throat as she pulled them onto her hands, staring down at him past her large breasts.

“…I might as well just put you to sleep,” she sighed, shaking her head as she did up the velcro straps. “What a disappointment.”

“No, wait-!”

“Say goodnight, bitch.”

POW!

He was done in one. A single punch from above, and the bitch had put him to sleep. Silent. Just like that, softening cock still twitching inside Karen’s glorious queen-pussy, he was out cold again. Naked, mounted, outfucked, and outboxed. What a humiliating way to lose his virginity.

Karen scoffed. That had shut him up.

“Yeah. The whole town’s going to see your knocked out face now. I’m sending those pictures.”

With disgust, she stood up. Billy’s wilted cock slid out of her and flopped sadly back onto his belly. A small dribble of cum leaked from her puffy, wet, unsatisfied pussy lips as the leggy bitch stood above a completely defeated young man. Victim of both a premature ejaculation, and a one-punch knockout.

“Fucking pathetic.”

He was all talk. As a mom, Karen could hardly believe her own daughter’s school would have such a pushover boxing champion. At least everybody would know that his claim to “never being knocked out” was a lie now. This entitled, arrogant mom has stolen it from him.

She snapped one last picture of his nude, cum-cocked, knocked out body before she walked out, leaving Billy to wake up on his own time. By the time he finally did, his phone would be buzzing with notifications and missed calls from his friends, his coach, and his mom… And there would be nothing he could do about it. But, until then, he just lay there dreaming as an unsatisfied Karen stormed out of the empty gym. The clacking of her heels echoed throughout the large room, once Billy’s domain, as she left him behind. A slain king. Knocked out by a self-important bitch.

So much for the champion and his boxing seminar. One milf had ended both real quick. It seemed that stacked milfs were just too powerful for him, in every conceivable way. The world had finally found his weakness. Provided the great champion with a challenge he just couldn’t overcome. And now, he lay there sleeping, naked, and leaking in utter defeat.

Karen scoffed in disdain as she got in her car to drive home. What a waste of good dick. Her mature body had humbled the fuck out of that brat. She doubted the school would be forcing her daughter to pick up a sport now. And for all the glamor and praise that perfect bitch Heather always got - her son sure was a weak fuck.

A soundly-sleeping Billy let out one last deep, throaty moan, before falling silent once more. A few minutes later, the lights to the gym turned off with a /ka-chunk/, leaving him alone in blackness. Ended by a bitchy, entitled size queen.

He should really stop trying to take on moms. It was bad for the athletic prodigy’s health.