“I’ll fuck you.”

“I’ll fuck you.” Billy tried, his lips dry, as his eyes quickly glanced down Karen’s top. Her deep cleavage had a slight sheen of sweat from the effort and excitement of knocking him out in front of the other moms. “I’ll… Have sex with you if you don’t show anyone those pictures.”

Karen raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“Oh!” she let out a throaty laugh. It took a moment before she gathered herself. “You’re pretty full of yourself, you little shit. What makes you think I would WANT to fuck you?”

Her eyes flicked down to the bulge in his champion boxer shorts, just behind where her huge milf ass pinned his body to the floor. This cocky brat… Stealing glances at her big tits, begging her to fuck him? What a rude bitch.

“That sounds more like a reward for you.” Karen said. “You’re piece of trash trying to bargain its way into sleeping with a queen.”

Despite her insulting words, and the genuine feeling behind them, some part of Karen was quite enjoying this attention from the athletic young stud.

Billy licked his dry lips, not even pretending to maintain eye contact anymore. His eyes were lost in the domineering woman’s breasts. Maybe it was the knockout that did it, maybe he had just accepted his place, but he responded with only a single, soft word.

“P-Please…” he croaked.

Karen laughed again, shaking her head.

“Let’s see what you’re packing first, boy.” she said, sliding her body down his in one smooth motion that took her from sitting atop him to kneeling between his legs, with her face just above his crotch.

Her hands fiddled with the front of his champion boxer shorts until his hard cock suddenly sprung free, nearly slapping her in the face as it stood straight up to attention. With a smirk, Karen slapped it in the other direction with one hand, and withdrew her face to get a full look at it.

“Oho! Now that IS something.” she smiled, taking in his large size in its entirety.

Billy’s dick stood tall and proud. Karen hadn’t expected him to be so well endowed, either in length or thickness. She was pleasantly surprised. Rather than mock him for his inadequacy, like she had already mentally prepared to do, she was now genuinely considering sitting on his fat cock.

The bitchy size queen wrapped one hand around his shaft, slowly feeling it up from base to tip, up and down, up and down. She licked her lips, in thought.

She WAS horny as hell. And it wasn’t often she stumbled across such a good dick, let alone a submissive one. But she hated this brat. Did he really deserve a fuck?

With disgust, her eyes flicked over to the dumbass’s face again. Still staring mindlessly at her big tits. She gave them a testing shake, and his eyes followed them from side to side. Ugh. Pathetic. He was obsessed with her. She kept stroking his dick slowly as she considered if she should fuck this brainless brat or not.

“Can you even last?” she asked, arrogance and superiority dripping from her tone. In response, Billy just nodded his head desperately, his breathing coming heavy. Any trace of his control over this gym had long since gone. Being knocked out by a mom, who now squatted between your legs with a hand on your stiff dick, will do that to you.

Billy’s cloudy mind was like a soup. This stacked milf had her hand wrapped around his cock. Sure, he hated her, and she hated him… But he’d never been so humiliated in his life. He loved it. Even being put to sleep by his nerdy little sister didn’t compare to this last loss. Even being knocked out and teased by his goddess of a mother couldn’t hold a candle to this cold-hearted bitch who had totally taken control. He was putty in her hands.

Her large breasts and fat yoga ass belonged on a kind-hearted woman of warmth and generosity. Yet here they were, on an entitled, amateur boxing cheater, currently staring down the rock-hard champion of her daughter’s school with disgust. He had to admit, as much as he hated her, there was a primal attraction to her. She was so sexy. Her bitchy attitude was so sexy. The offer to fuck had been just as much for him as it had been for her. Maybe moreso. After all, by knocking him out and laughing at him for it, this cold, stacked milf had basically fulfilled his fantasy of her own free will, without even knowing it.

He hated her. He wanted to fuck her so badly. She was the worst fucking person he’d ever met. He NEEDED her pussy. She could ruin his life if she wanted to. She wanted to ruin his life. But her ass was perfect. She’d knocked him out in front of everyone and ruined his seminar, and she’d laughed. He wanted her to smother him in those boobs.

God, please let them fuck.

Karen mulled it over. His dick was right there. It would be easy to fuck. It might even be good. But would it really be better than telling the world that she’d knocked his bitch ass out? Showing everyone the pictures of how stupid she’d rendered the champion, as she put him to sleep for the very first time? Unlikely. She hated this brat. She wanted to turn him into a laughing stock, and she loved being recognized as a queen. Spreading the pictures of her victory would do both. She wanted to show everybody that this promising stud’s first ever knockout loss belonged to her.

But then Karen thought about his stuck-up, rich bitch mother Heather. Miss Perfect. Always outdoing her at parent-run events. Always the center of attention with her two perfect children. Karen’s own daughter was frequently upstaged by Anna. Karen hated that goodie-two-shoes almost as much as she hated Heather. And Heather was always everyone’s favorite, stealing the limelight. Karen smirked.

This was certainly one way to get one over on that cow. Bouncing on her son’s fat dick.

She shot another glance to his ****, pathetic expression.

Ugh. Fuck it.

“I’m not convinced,” Karen said dryly, lifting herself up to her feet and bending over, to shimmy her big ass out of her leggings. “So convince me.”

She pulled the fabric down her long legs, then kicked her leggings off her feet. Billy stared up at her naked lower half in awe. Was this really about to happen? Karen had openly mocked him, taken over his seminar, knocked him out, taken pictures, and mocked him some more. Was this self-important bitch really about to claim his dick as her own too? Was she about to fuck him?

With that, she sat above him, lined up her pussy with his bulbous head… And plunged herself down onto his cock.