Get possessive

The thought of stealing Melanie away from her husband seems most appealing to you, and once you decide to go for it, numerous sick ideas pop into your head.

Maybe you can convince her that your commands are her own decisions and beliefs? It’ll be so much more interesting if her depraved actions are the result of her own feelings... Or close enough, anyway.

“On second thought, Mommy,” you begin, running your fingers through her hair as she blows you. “The thought of doing anything sexual with Dad seems like such a chore, doesn’t it? He’s not worth your time and attention... so why don't you give them to me? Sucking my cock actually feels good for you, because you absolutely love the taste of my dick, and cum, and... Unlike with Dad, my pleasure matters more to you than your own. Isn't that right?”

“Mmm,” she moans around your cock, her expressive eyes glued to yours as she listens attentively to your every word.

“You don’t want this son of yours feeling like just another man in your life. Not at all,” you continue gleefully. “You want to make me feel special--To show me, through your actions, that I’m more important than any other man in your life.

“You don't me to ever feel like I have to compete for your attention with other men- you're not opposed to letting those other relationships suffer to please me."

Your pleasure mounts with every passing moment as Melanie takes you deeper and deeper into her mouth, moaning and whining around your cock as your words reshape her mind.

“I deserve the best Mommy in the world, after all. You won’t allow yourself to spare any effort in trying to be better for me, deserving of me... Ooh, fuuuck...”

Your focus wavers, unable to withstand the pleasure rolling in waves from your crotch. You lick your lips and grab two fistfuls of Melanie’s hair, beginning to rock her head on your cock faster... Caught up in the moment, you can't help but chase even more pleasure. In your haste, you begin to rock your hips upwards in tandem with Melanie's movements, making her gag on your cock as it hits the back of her mouth repeatedly.

“...The happiness and satisfaction you feel while working for me and while you’re submitting yourself.. to me,” you stutter, throwing your head back and sighing as you thrust ever deeper and Melanie devotedly sucks away. “Is greater than anything else you will ever experience or have experienced."

Melanie may or may not have moaned in affirmation; the sound of her gagging is all you can hear as she stares up at you, tears streaming down her reddened face.

“D-don’t you dare spill any of... fuck!”

Your eyes bug out and your body trembles as your resistance crumbles. You begin to spew out your thick load while Melanie sucks and swallows it down, letting out the occasional **** cough. Her appearance is disheveled and whorish, but her eyes still gleam with affection.

“Savor my cum, Mommy,” you gasp, running a hand through her hair. “And remember my words every time you taste it.”

It is at this moment that Greg makes his reappearance. He walks in to see you sweaty and spent with Melanie gently licking you clean, and the sight puts a excited grin on his face.

“What’d I tell you? She’s excellent,” he laughs happily, approaching the two of you. He puts his hand on Melanie’s shoulder and gives it a small, affectionate rub. “But now it's my turn! I get to have her all to myself, son. Move over.”

Melanie rolls her eyes and removes her mouth from your softening cock.

“Actually, I’m done for now, dear. Sorry,” she says disinterestedly, glancing at you with an indulgent smile. “I suppose you’ll just have to manage.”

“What?” Greg looks crestfallen and frustrated as the words leave his wife’s mouth. “But I went and made sure to clean up, and--”

“Greg, try and be a little more mature, will you? Just because you cleaned up does not mean I have to give you oral,” Melanie cuts him off coldly. "I'm no longer in the mood."

"But you were just-"

“That’s entirely her decision to make,” you add, grabbing a fistful of the MILF's hair. Greg watches as you yank her towards your cock and make a show of wiping your sticky member on Melanie’s lips. “It might feel unfair, but you know she’s in charge, Dad. In this family, Mom's word is law. You can't make her do what she doesn't want to do."

“I mean, yeah.” Greg shrinks back under Melanie’s cold gaze as the full weight of her authority weighs down on him. "I- I know..."

Melanie warm and doting smile returns as her eyes flick back to you, and she slowly and sexily licks up the mess you made around her lips. “All that cumming and humping must have worked up an appetite. Why don't we take this to the bedroom? We can get comfortable while I feed you.”

You smile excitedly, and life begins to return to your limp penis.

“Of course, Mommy.”