A fetish-wrecking milf fuck

Billy’s new therapist began swaying her boobs, back and forth, right in front of his eyes. Already mentally trapped under her spell, Billy quickly found himself getting lost in the pendulum motion.

“Mmm. It’s hypnotic, isn’t it?” Kiara teased. A pleased smile spread across her pretty face.

“Wuh-What?” Billy replied, his mind stuck in that immense milf cleavage.

“Pcchhht. ‘Wuh-What?’. You sound so fucking dumb…” the redhead giggled, playfully.

She took one of her heavy breasts into her palm, and gave it a nice, satisfying squeeze through her clothes. A deep purr left her smugly smiling lips, as she watched Billy’s eyes widen in awe at the way her fingers just sank into the softness…

“I’ve already caught you. Haven’t I?” she clicked her tongue. “You’re already a **** for my boobs. All that’s left now… Is to make you cum inside me. Seal your submission. Your new addiction. Your fate.”

“I, I… Uhh…” Billy mumbled. The 10/10 milf had him stammering. “Cum… Wait, cum inside… You mean your pussy? Or your… Your big, umm… I, uhhh…”

Kiara didn’t mind Billy’s inability to respond. Not one bit. Still wearing that smug smile, she placed a finger under his chin, and gave a slight tickle - forcing him to tilt his head up, and away from her boobs - jutting his chin out towards her in the process. His jaw raised high by that single feminine finger, his weak spot so dreadfully exposed. Even just feeling the cool air brush against his exposed, lifted chin drew a weak shudder out of the boxing champion.

Somewhere deep inside, Billy didn’t like how much control he was handing over to this busty redheaded milf. But he couldn’t do anything but play along now. He was in her thrall. Under her spell. Billy was hers. His chin… His cock… His brain… She controlled them all.

“Mmmmnn, you feel biiig…~” Kiara commented, reaching down with her other hand to feel up his bulge through the crotch of his pants. “Do you want to get it out for me?”

It was phrased as a question, but Billy didn’t hear it that way. He hurriedly undid his pants and pulled them down, leaving him in his bulging underwear. Kiara smiled, watching as the young man desperately pulled those off too, as if terrified of letting another second go by without fulfilling Kiara’s wish.

Oh my… Had her soft, milfy breasts really broken him already? The poor boy had barely spent any time with them, yet already he was so eager to please. Perhaps more notably, now exposed, Kiara could see something very flattering indeed. The young athlete’s hard cock was standing up completely straight, as erect as it could ever possibly be. And that long, thick, appealing cock was beating like a fucking drum, twitching up a storm.

Oh? Very curious indeed…

Kiara smiled slyly as her soft, lithe hand took a gentle hold of it. That big, hot, hard cock, gently brushing against the silky skin of her bare hand. The busty milf had to hold back a chuckle at how well this was going.

“Your mind is weak… Your chin is soft… Your dick is THROBBING~…” she mused.

Billy strained his head to gawk down at the bare hand, gently stroking his bare cock, but another tickle under the chin made him lift his gaze up again. Right into Kiara’s smoky, seductive, intelligent eyes.

“Tell me… Are you a VIRGIN, Billy?” she asked.

Billy let out a weak moan, his legs dipping beneath him for a second and almost giving out, as Kiara’s silky, gentle strokes overwhelmed him. His heart raced.

“Y-Yuh-Yesss…” he barely got out of his red-hot, chin-raised face.

“Oh my… Is this a little too stimulating for you, Mr. Virgin?” Kiara gave Billy another little tickle under the chin. “Is it too much for you?”

Billy thought about how stupid he must look right now. Naked below the waist in front of this busty, well-dressed milf. Hunched over slightly, with his hard, throbbing cock in one of her hands, and his chin stuck out awkwardly by the teasing tickles of a single finger. He thought about how respected he was at his boxing club. How feared. This redheaded therapist milf was making a mockery out of him. If his fellow fighters could see him now, in the position he was in, they wouldn’t believe it.

“N-No…” Billy murmured, a small spark of fight slowly starting to build within him. “It’s not… Too much. I’m a champion. I’m a legend…”

“Ooh, scary…~” Kiara chuckled, tickling under his chin a bit more and making his legs dip yet again. She was enjoying the way he shuddered. “You’re a legend, huh? Then why are you trembling…?”

Fuck, that silky hand touching his dick so delicately… Just teasing it… Almost extinguished Billy’s small spark of fight completely. And her sweet, soothing, playful voice was doing things to him. But Billy managed to hold on, just barely. Hunched forward, shaking, and moaning, his legs on the verge of giving out, his dick on the verge of blowing, and his chin stuck out and exposed… Billy held on.

“It’s fun making a virgin cum,” Kiara smiled. “I’m looking forward to this.”

With that, she released him. All she did was take her hand off his dick and her finger out from under his chin, but once freed Billy gasped for breath, as if he had been drowning. He slouched forwards, breathing heavy. His hands on his knees, and his perfect cock bobbing up and down as he tried to calm down and catch his breath. Holy shit, what had she just done to him…?

“This is how we’re going to get you over that knockout soft spot you have,” Kiara said, moving past Billy and getting into place in front of her desk, kicking off her heels as she went.

She unzipped her black skirt and let it drop, stepping out of it. When she reached the desk, she turned, smiling as she studied Billy’s reaction. Kiara leaned back against the edge of the desk, almost sitting on it, and hooked her thumbs into the straps of her black panties.

Billy gawked, his dick bobbing up and down even faster almost like it was wagging, as he watched the beautiful psychologist give an elegant, perfect show. Kiara shimmied those black panties down over her wide hips, then down those pristine, soft, thick thighs. She sat her thick white ass on the top of her desk as she lowered the panties down her slim, ladylike calves - stretching out her legs as the panties finally came free, and dropped off her foot and to the floor. Billy couldn’t help but stare as the gorgeous milf stripped in front of him. Holy shit, was this really happening?

Kiara unbuttoned her white shirt slowly, but didn’t take it off. Leaving it to flank her perfect body. Bordering each side of those large, soft milf tits, barely contained by a lacy black bra… That slim, mature, milf tummy… Her elegant neck, leading up to that gorgeous face… Billy’s therapist was fucking stacked, and she knew it. Naked below the waist, and fully aware of what that was doing to him.

“We’re going to have to do a bit of fetish-wrecking. Overwrite your little horny monkey brain with something better,” Kiara grinned, swinging her bare legs as she sat on the edge of her desk. “So… Are you ready to get WRECKED, Billy~?”

Billy still wasn’t sure what he wanted to do. But saying “no” definitely wasn’t it. So, silently, staring down at those perfect breasts, hidden by a lacy black bra and flanked by the open sides of a white button-down top… Billy nodded two, slow, nods.

“Then get ready, my sweet little virgin. This is going to be a wild ride…” Kiara’s smooth voice relaxed Billy’s brain.

With that, she laid back on the desk, and spread her thick, silky thighs wide. Finally exposing that mesmerizing, dominant milf pussy. Only then did Billy’s eyes find a new target, and just as before, he couldn’t look away. Between his own bare legs, his thick cock started bobbing up and down again, pleading to be allowed in. To be pushed against those lips, and pushed in deep, to a snug, warm, cuddle with this milf’s experienced, cozy pussy.

There was the promise of ruin between those lips. Kiara’s pussy could be what finally broke him. What made him hers, for good. As Billy thought it over, that excited dick bouncing around between his legs, Kiara had a confident smirk on her face. Enjoying lazing back on her desk as she watched the dazed boy stare at her waiting hole.

As a driven and dedicated academic, Kiara had spent many of her younger years sexually repressed and bullied. In high school, she had been just another nerd. But by college, once she had her glow up, suddenly things had changed. Everyone adored the beautiful, stacked milfy body that the little redhead had grown into. Many athletes now found themselves intimidated by her, quite unlike the bullies of her high school.

Kiara loved using her new line of work to explore her sexuality, with the very same sort of jocks who used to terrify her. The same kind of athletes who would have bullied her, when she was younger. They weren’t so terrifying once she got her pussy around them. They all just… Fell apart.

Kiara grinned. It wasn’t often that one of those poor, poor jocks that came to see her, riddled with self-doubts and mental struggles, was a virgin as well… This was going to be fun. Very, very fun. Taking this young man’s first time, watching him melt away in her pussy, was going to be euphoric. Once this was done, he wouldn’t just be hers to rebuild as she liked… She would likely give this young man an experience he would never be able to surpass for the rest of his life.

But something about this smug milf’s attitude was setting Billy off. The small part of him that was still cognisant was sensing danger beneath the surface. He knew that if he entered that warm, inviting pussy… He may never be the same. Kiara wanted nothing less than complete control over him, and she planned on milking his dick to get it. Her pussy wanted to enslave him…

The biggest complication was, Billy wasn’t sure his dick could handle NOT fucking this busty milf. It was just so **** to spread her open. He wasn’t sure that pussy was safe, but he wasn’t sure he could resist it either…