7 comments/ 69232 views/ 61 favorites The Taming of a MILF Ch. 01 By: masterofnymphoslut Sandra lay back on the couch, her legs spread wide, her dress unbuttoned so she could squeeze and play with her nipples as Tommy knelt between her legs and lapped up her juices with his mouth and tongue like the obedient boy toy she had turned him into. Tommy sucked on her clit, the way she liked it, as he slipped two fingers inside her cunt. Sandra squealed with delight as he eagerly worked her sex starved body. Sandra was 45 year old trophy wife. Her husband had made his millions in the financial industry. As a result, she was pampered and had everything she could possibly want. Except for a husband who met her sexual needs. Over the years they had drifted apart. His position required that he travel extensively and for extended periods of time. When he was home he had no interest in his wife. Sam was getting all the action he could handle with the assistants he always made sure traveled with him. His assistants usually had two things in common. They were always twenty years younger than his wife, and they all had large breasts. Sandra knew of his philandering ways, but couldn't understand them. She had always taken care of herself, working out regularly. She also sported a pair of 36DD breasts that were still nice and tight with little sag. And she hadn't even had any surgical help yet. She'd always tried to be attentive in bed to her husband's needs. But whatever she tried to do, it never seemed to be good enough for him. After twenty years of trying, she just gave up. She would have divorced him except for her fear of losing all the perks of being married to a wealthy business man. Tommy was not very athletic, as teenage boys go. He was more of a bookworm who was more at home in the library than on the athletic field. He was a tall and gangly 18 year old, and extremely shy around girls. Sandra started her seduction of him slowly enough and innocently enough. She would have him come over to help out around the house; cutting the lawn in the spring and summer, raking leaves in the fall, cleaning out the driveway in the winter. As Tommy became more comfortable around Sandra, she in turn began dressing a little more provocatively. Dresses that were a little shorter. Tops that were low enough to reveal her ample cleavage. Then there were the physical gestures. Sandra would hug him more tightly with each encounter, making sure her breasts were mashed against his body. She would touch some part of his body as often as she could, always lingering a little longer each time. Sandra decided it was time to spring the trap and sink her claws into his tender flesh. Tommy had just graduated and she wanted to give him a gift. She had been talking to him for several weeks about what he would like f. Tommy usually mentioned a video game or a book of some kind. But Sandra knew all along what she had in mind. Tommy walked through the front door of Sandra's house as she held it open for him. He immediately noticed her blouse unbuttoned down below her breasts. He'd always found her breasts magnets for his eyes. No matter where he was or what he was doing his eyes always drifted to those luscious mammaries of hers. And Sandra knew it. "Come in Tommy!" She said with an overly cheerful voice. As Tommy stood in front of her. Sandra closed the door and then gave him a big hug, squeezing him extra hard. "And congratualtions! I know how hard you worked with your studies!" Sandra held on tight and wouldn't let go. Tommy finally returned the hug, wrapping his arms around her. Their bodies seemed to melt together. The longer Sandra held him, the stiffer his cock became. Tommy knew it was just a matter of seconds before his cock was poking into Sandra's stomach. Sandra released him. "Why don't you go sit on the couch and I'll get us some lemonade." Tommy walked into the living room and sat down, trying to adjust his swollen cock as he sat. Five minutes later Sandra came bouncing in carrying two glasses of lemonade. She sat down next to him, her tits almost completely hanging out. Tommy got an eyeful to Sandra's delight. He tried to take a drink of his lemonade, but his hand was shaking too much. Sandra thought she'd play the innocent card. "Tommy! Are you staring at my chest?" Tommy turned red with humiliation as he tried to stammer out an apology. "No, no Miss Jones! I'm sorry! I was just . . . ." Sandra couldn't help but laugh at the poor boys defense of his staring at her chest. Her taunting him was bordering on cruelty. "Why you naughty boy! I suppose you want to see them don't you? Come on now, tell me the truth! You want to see them!" "No ma'am! I mean no . . ." Sandra reached for his hand and guided it to the inside of her blouse. Tommy's palm covered her hardening nipple. Neither of them said anything as Tommy's hand closed around her enormous jug and began to squeeze it. "Mmmmmm! That feels good!" Sandra moaned seductively. Tommy almost shot a load in his pants at that point. The closest he'd ever come to a real tit was porn on the internet. Now one of the hottest MILF's in the neighborhood was letting him feel hers. Sandra looked at him. "You have to promise me you won't tell anyone about this Tommy. I don't want either of us to get in trouble." Tommy looked up briefly, not wanting to take his eyes off the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen or felt. He was afraid if he stopped looking at it, it would disappear, like it had been a dream. "I promise!" he said sheepishly. Sandra smiled a devilish grin. "Well then why don't I just give you your graduation gift now." She unbuttoned the rest of her blouse, opened it, and let it fall off her shoulders. She sat next to Tommy topless. Tommy sat and stared in awe at the most beautiful pair of breasts he'd ever seen. He then reached up with both hands and began fondling them with no further encouragement from Sandra. He had the awkward touch of a boy unsure of how to handle a woman's tits. Sandra lay back as Tommy explored her sensitive mammaries. Her enjoyment and pleasure coming more from knowing she was pulling this young man's strings than from the expertise of his touch. "Mmmm, that's it Tommy! That feels good! I like it when you pinch my nipples! Oooohhhh, yessss, just like that!" Tommy worked her tits for the next twenty minutes as Sandra guided him in how to please her. When he could take it no longer he dropped his head and sucked into his mouth one of her engorged nipples. Sandra moaned as the combination of his teeth and tongue sent shivers through her body. What he lacked in skill, he more than made up for in youthful exuberance. He sucked and nursed on her tits like the hungry man-child he was. Sandra felt her climax building as her tits were nursed on by her new young lover. But she needed more. She pushed Tommy off her chest. "Would you like to learn how to really make a woman feel good Tommy?" She asked as she caressed his face. Tommy's eyes lit up. "Yes! Very much!" Sandra almost laughed out loud as she stood long enough to pull her pants and panties down and off. She sat back down on the couch and lay back, spreading her legs to expose her hairy cunt. "Have you ever played with a woman's pussy Tommy?" "No ma'am!" he responded almost hyper-ventilating. Sandra took his hand and guided it between her legs. "Feel how wet you made my pussy Tommy! You did that you naughty boy!" Sandra held his hand against her cunt, sliding it up and down her slit. Within minutes Tommy was stroking her cunt on his own. He loved the feel of her soft, moist flesh combined with the coarseness of her hair. "That's it baby! You stroke mama's cunt! You're going to make me cum baby!" Sandra's breathing started coming in pants as her orgasm built inside her. "That's it baby! Don't stop! Don't stop! EEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH" Sandra's body erupted as Tommy stroked her cunt. Her pelvis lifted off the couch as she instinctively tried to get more of his hand in her cunt. She panted and grunted through her orgasm as Tommy obediently rubbed her pussy. Sandra finally opened her eyes as she regained her composure. She stroked his face as she tried to build up his confidence. "Oh Tommy! You are such a good lover! How many girlfriends have you had? You must be a very popular boy with the girls!" Tommy continued to strok her pussy as he responded. He thought about lying but decided to just be honest. He was getting what he'd always fantasized about. Why ruin it with a lie. "I really don't have any girlfriends. Never have. I guess I'm just . . ." He didn't know how to describe himself. Sandra took his face in her hand and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips. "Don't you worry about that baby. Mama's gonna take good care of you." He continued to stroke her pussy, not wanting the experience to end, as they kissed. "You know what a woman really likes her lover to do for her?" Tommy shook his head not knowing what she was going to suggest next. "Women love to have their pussies eaten by a man. Would you like to try that? I'll bet you would be really good at it." "OK!" he said enthusiastically. "What do you want me to do?" "Why don't you get on your knees between my legs and I'll show you! Oh Tommy, you are going to make such a good lover!" Sandra wanted to build up his ego as much as she could. "After you've taken care of me, then I'm going to take care of you and give you the rest of your graduation present." Tommy dropped to his knees between Sandra's legs as he was instructed. Sandra spread her legs like the wanton slut she had become. She then used her hands to spread apart the lips of her pussy. Tommy just stared at pink flesh of her womanhood saturated from her juices. Tommy ran his hands up the inside of her thighs to Sandra's guttural moans. "Oohh, Tommy! A woman loves the feel of a man's mouth and tongue on her pussy." Tommy leaned into her pussy. "You mean like this?" he asked as he dove into her snatch. Not exactly sure what to do he licked each of her pussy lips several times before sucking one of them into his mouth and nibbling on it. It seemed like something a woman would enjoy. He guessed correctly. Sandra shuddered as his virgin mouth sent wave after wave of sensations racing through her body. He'd remembered a couple of porn movies he'd seen, and how the men in them pleasured the woman. He felt a little nervous and unsure of himself as he worked her pussy. But he desperately wanted to please this woman and prove himself to her. Then he remembered the one scene where he'd watched the guy use the tip of his tongue to flick over the woman's clit. He backed his head off far enough to focus on what he thought was her clit. He then lowered his head again, sucked it into his mouth and began using his tongue the way he'd seen it done. He was rewarded with Sandra's response. Sandra's body arched up and off the couch as Tommy began working her clit with a newfound confidence. He was determined to prove himself to her. Tommy wrapped his arms around her thighs and held on tight as Sandra's body began to buck and shake. Sandra's moans slowly morphed into a scream as her body built towards its second orgasm. "Ooohhh suck it Tommy! Suck it baby! That's it! That's it! Just like that! JUST LIKE THAT!! YES BABY!! YES BABY!! EEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" Sandra's body erupted for the second time in less than 30 minutes. Tommy kept his mouth locked on her cunt and continued sucking and licking her till she collapsed on the couch exhausted. Sandra lay there panting and purring like a well satisfied woman. Tommy lifted his head from between her legs. He was wearing a big smile as his face was covered in her juices. He had just brought this MILF he'd fantasized about for years to an orgasm. He was pleased with himself, and his self-confidence was soaring sky high. "Oh Tommy! That was wonderful! You are such a good lover!" Sandra sat up and took his face in her hands. "Now let me give you the rest of your present." Tommy stood up. Sandra reached for his belt and unbuckled his pants, pulling them along with his shorts down to his ankles. Tommy stepped out of them. "Sit here on the couch baby!" Sandra cooed. Tommy sat down next to her. Sandra reached for his cock with both hands. One hand cupped his balls and began massaging them, while the other slide up and down the length of his shaft. "Have you ever had a woman do this to you before baby?" Tommy shook his head, not able to speak. The sensations were so intense he felt his stomach cramp up. Sandra moaned and cooed as she stroked his manhood. "Oohh, that's it baby! Sit back and enjoy this!" Sandra felt his body tensing as his orgasm approached. She knew he wouldn't be able to hold off. This would be a quick one. Tommy threw his head back and moaned as his orgasm hit. "OOOOOHHHHHH!!" He was still self-conscious enough that he was unsure how to react. His cock erupted shooting his load all over his stomach. Sandra continued stroking his male meat, smiling to herself as she watched his seed shoot all over his body. Jet after jet of his male cream landed all over his stomach and chest. Tommy felt his legs cramping as his body reacted to the intensity of the orgasm. His first at the hands of a woman. Sandra let his cock slide from her hands as she sat back smiling at him "Did you enjoy that?" Tommy just nodded his head as he tried to catch his breath. "Good! Now you better clean up and get home. We wouldn't want anyone to come looking for you. Now would we?" Sandra smiled at him. She was finished with him for now. "Maybe if you're a good boy I'll let you fuck my pussy or mouth next time." She knew if she kept him hoping and guessing she'd keep a greater amount of control over him. Tommy's eyes lit up. "You promise?!" Sandra stroked his face. "Of course baby! I'll take care of my lover! Now you better get!" For the next two months Tommy visited Sandra on a regular basis. Always performing the same ritual for her, satisfying her needs. Each encounter ending with her giving him a nice hand-job with the promise of something more next time. Tommy's older brother, Tyler, noticed him mopping around one day after his return from Sandra's house. He was in his second year at State College and played starting linebacker for the football team. Physically Tyler was just the opposite of Tommy. He stood at 6'3", weighed 230 lbs, and was all muscle. Tyler recognized that something wasn't right with his kid brother. Tyler had always been overly protective of his younger brother. "Hey little brother! What's going on? I don't like it when my kid brother looks like he just lost his best friend! What's with that?" Tommy became defensive and scared to say anything. "Nothing! I can't talk about it!" Tyler got a serious look on his face. "What do you mean you can't talk about it? You're my kid brother! You can talk to me about anything!" "I don't want to get anyone in trouble!" Tyler knew immediately this was something much more serious than just a stupid choice teenagers make. "Look at me!" Tommy looked up at Tyler. "You are not going to get in trouble. Tell me exactly what's going on! And I want it now." Tommy began retelling his story of the last two months. It felt like a huge weight was being lifted off his shoulders as he told Tyler of every encounter and how Sandra kept promising certain things, but never delivering. Tyler sat there quietly without reacting, his anger simmering. This bitch was using his kid brother to satisfy her needs. That didn't bother him as much as her playing him along just to keep him her boy toy. Tyler listened through the entire story, not interrupting his brother once. As Tommy brought his story to a close he vented his frustration. "What bothers me the most, and what's really got me worked up, is that she keeps promising me stuff and never delivers on it!" Tyler continued to sit quietly as he thought about how to help his brother. "When's the next time you're supposed to go over there?" he asked. "I can go over anytime. But we had talked about tomorrow afternoon for our next get together." "Alright little brother! Here's what we're going to do." Sandra squealed as Tommy ran his fingers in and out of her dripping cunt, sucking on her swollen clit. "OOOOHHHH! That's it baby! That feels so good! You're gonna make mama coke mama cum!" Tommy worked her cunt through two earth shattering climaxes for Sandra. He had learned what she liked and he delivered. After he had satisfied her sexual cravings he stood there in front of her as she sat on the couch catching her breath. "When are you going to give me the blowjob you keep promising?" he asked with a defeated tone to his voice. Sandra sat up and began unbuckling his pants as he stood there. "Soon baby, soon! Now let mama take care of that itch between your legs." Tommy remained standing as Sandra pulled on his cock till he shot his load all over her hands and arms. "Now wasn't that good baby??" Tommy smiled as he pulled his pants up and got ready to leave. "Yeah. That was real good." As he walked out of the house and across her yard towards his own, Tyler joined him. "Did you get all that?" Tommy asked. Tyler held up the mini-camcorder with a triumphant smile. "I got every fucking minute of it." Tyler quickly downloaded to his laptop when he got in the house and reviewed it to make sure it was usable. When he was satisfied it was he copied it six times to six different flash-drives. "I'll be right back little brother. Wait here!" Tyler walked back across their lawns again towards Sandra's front door. He knocked. Sandra opened the door with a smile on her face. "Well hello Tyler! It's good to see you! What can I do for you?" Tyler didn't say a word, nor did he return her smile. He held up one of the flash-drives to her. "This is for you! Look it over! I'll be back in an hour." Sandra took the flash-drive, not knowing what to say or what was going on. She walked into her living room, plugged the flash-drive in and began to watch her world crumble. Her stomach began to knot up as she watched herself being pleasured by Tommy. She began to shake as the video showed her pulling his pants down like some wanton slut and then pumping his cock like a cheap whore. When Tyler returned one hour later, Sandra was sitting in the living room sobbing. Tyler didn't even knock at the front door. As he walked in, Tommy was directly behind him. Sandra looked up with a defiant look, trying to maintain a semblance of dignity and control in a situation in which she had neither. "So what do you want?" she asked defiantly. "Money?" Tyler laughed. "You've to be kidding me bitch! No! I don't want your money!" "Well what then?" she screamed. Tyler's anger flashed. "I want you to ruin you! I want to send one of these flash-drives to your wealthy husband and watch him throw your slutty ass out on the street!" The color and defiance drained from Sandra. "No! Please! I'll do anything!" Tyler chuckled as he watched her demeanor change with one simple statement. "I know you'll do anything. But before we get to that, let me lay it all out for you so you know exactly where you stand. I've got multiple copies of this. I'm prepared to send a copy to your husband, and one to each of the civic groups you belong to. I know how important your status in the community is to you." "NO PLEASE!!" Sandra sobbed. The tears were flowing like a river now. "Shut up and listen to me!" Tyler yelled. Sandra tried to control her sobbing. "From this point on you belong to me! Do you understand?" Sandra shook her head in acknowledgment, not knowing what alternative she had at that point. Tyler looked over at Tommy and laughed. "I don't think she really understands yet. But she's about to." He turned his attention back to Sandra. "Stand up!" The Taming of a MILF Ch. 01 Sandra stood shaking. "Now strip bitch! All of it!" Sandra stood motionless hoping she'd heard him wrong. Tyler pulled out another one of the flash-drives and held it up. "Do you think I'm bullshiting you about sending this to all those people?" Sandra's hands were trembling as she unbuttoned her dress. The hopelessness of her situation was slowly sinking into her psyche. The fear of the public humiliation and the thought of losing everything she had through a divorce was more than she could handle. She was willing to do whatever Tyler had in mind for her to keep this a secret. She just hoped it would be over quickly. Her clothing dropped in a heap at her feet as she shed each piece. Finally she stood before the two brothers naked. "You were right little bro." Tyler said. "She's got a nice pair of tits. We'll have a lot of fun with those. They don't call them funbags for nothing." He turned his attention to Sandra. "Get over here bitch!" Sandra walked across the living room floor till she was standing within arms reach of Tyler. Tyler looked her body up and down, inspecting her like she was a piece of meat. He reached out and caressed her tits. "Very nice! I'm going to enjoy fucking these!" His hands drifted down her stomach to her cunt. "Shave the pussy and keep it shaved! And I mean as smooth as a baby's butt. Make sure it's shaved before the next time I come over!" Sandra looked up with resignation in her eyes. The defiance in her was gone. "The next time?" she asked. She had hoped this would be a one time deal. Tyler gave her a sinister grin. "Yeah, the next time! I plan on owning you for a long time." He looked at his brother. "Go sit down in that chair over there." Tyler pointed to a cushioned chair across the room from them. Tommy walked over and sat down. Tyler took Sandra in his arms and pulled her to his body. "Now you're going to start taking care of us the way a bitch was meant to take care of men. And you're going to start with my little brother. You do anything and everything he tells you or you'll get this." He raised his right arm and brought his hand down on her ass as hard as he could. The sound of the smack filled the room. Sandra screamed in pain. "Only next time, I'll use my belt. And we'll see just how much punishment that ass of yours can take. Now get on your hands and knees, crawl across the floor and beg my brother to suck his cock." He grabbed her chin in his hand and held her face up looking at him. The look in his eyes told Sandra he was not a man to be played with. He was only 21. But he knew how to handle a woman. "And if you don't beg to my satisfaction, I'll whip your ass till you do." Sandra dropped to her knees and crawled across the living room carpet the way she was told. She began to sob softly. "Ignore the sobs bro." Tyler said to Tommy. "The bitch is trying to play on your sympathy. The only sympathy this bitch is going to get from me will be how many guys I invite to her gangbang. You be a good bitch between now and then, and maybe I won't invite that many. Piss me off bitch and I'll invite the whole damn football team." Sandra looked over her shoulder at Tyler with contempt in her eyes as she crawled up between Tommy's legs. She then turned her attention to Tommy. "I'm sorry I teased you so much before Tommy. I shouldn't have done that. I really do want to suck your cock baby! Please let me suck it baby! I want to feel it in my mouth! Please baby! Let me suck it!" Tommy looked over at Tyler not exactly sure how to handle this new found control he had over Sandra. Tyler just smiled back. "Don't look at me little brother. You'll figure it out eventually." "Go ahead bitch, start sucking! You owe me a lot of head time! And I'm going to collect on every one of them." Tommy said with an edge of anger in his voice. He knew now she had played him for the last couple of months. He planned on coming over as often as he could now. And she was either going to suck him off or get fucked every time. Sandra unzipped his pants and pulled out his already hard cock. She stroked it a couple times then began to lick the head like it was an ice cream cone. Tommy's head dropped back on the chair as he let out a low guttural moan. "OOOOHHHHH WOW! Damn that feels good!" Tyler watched like an overprotective brother as his younger brother got his first blow-job from a woman. Sandra had used him for her own personal gratification. Tyler was going to make sure that not only did that never happen again, but that Sandra was taught a lesson she'd never forget. As he sat there watching, he decided he was going to make Sandra his bitch in everyway. His anger was slowly being replaced with a lustful craving for this woman old enough to be his mother. "OOOHHH SHIT!!" Tommy yelled as his body began to shake from his climax. Tommy filled her mouth with his male cream as Sandra continued to work his cock. She thought about pulling off his cock as it began to explode in her mouth. But then remembered Tyler's warning. Besides, she thought, I may as well get used to it, I'll probably be swallowing a lot more of it in the months ahead. Sandra continued to suck and lick his cock as Tommy regained his composure and his cock softened. "OK! My turn!" Tyler said. "Get over here bitch and show me what you can do." Sandra crawled back across the living room to between Tyler's legs. As she began to unbuckle his pants Tyler grabbed her by the hair with both hands and pulled her head back. She saw something in his eyes she hadn't seen before. A tenderness that wasn't there before. A tenderness that made her cunt twitch as his stare bored into her. "I think I'm going to make you my bitch! I've never had a MILF for a bitch before. You'd make a great one." Sandra got a defiant look in her eye. "What makes you think I want to be your bitch?" Tyler smirked as he reached in his shirt pocket and pulled out the flash-drive. "You can either be my bitch or my whore. Your choice! But either way, I own you!" The defiance in Sandra's eyes faded as she resigned herself to her fate. Tyler noticed the change. "Good girl!" He then bent down and kissed her on the lips as he held her head tightly. Sandra felt something stir within her for the first time since Tyler and Tommy had come into her house. She knew that what Tyler was doing to her was blackmail. But the thought of being taken and used by this man who was young enough to be her son was affecting her in a way she had not anticipated. Her cunt began to twitch, in need of attention. The longer his kiss lingered, the more turned on she became. Tyler finally broke the kiss and leaned back. "Why don't you show me you know how to use those big fat tits of yours." "They're not fat!" Sandra argued feebly. She was desperately trying to hang to what little dignity she had left. She knew Tyler had all the cards. But the thought of being referred to as fat was more than she could take. Just the word "fat" made her bristle. Tyler smiled a little bigger as Sandra protested his description of her, even as she unbuckled his pants and began pulling them down his legs. "It really hasn't registered in that cute little brain of yours, the situation you're in. I will call them whatever I damn well please, big fat tits, cow tits, fun bags, melons; as well as calling you whatever I damn well please, whore, cunt, slut, bitch, cock sucker. And you'll respond to all of them. Understand?" Sandra didn't say a word as she stroked his cock. Tyler yanked her head back so she was looking up at him. "I asked you a question bitch! Do you understand?" "Yes!" Sandra moaned as her body betrayed her once again. She was being used by this young man, and she was beginning to enjoy it. "Good girl! Now show me how a good slut uses her tits!" Sandra leaned forward and placed his cock in the valley between her DD's. She pushed them together and began to slowly pump his cock. Tyler looked over at his brother and smiled. "Now this is how you use a slut's tits little brother. There's a lot of ways to fuck a bitch. But there's just something about a good tit fuck." The head of his cock began to glisten as his precum oozed out. "Lick that clean for me bitch!" he ordered Sandra. Sandra's tongue snaked out and licked the head of his cock as it poked through the top of her tits. Tyler moaned with satisfaction. "Mmmmmm, you do know how to please a man, don't you bitch?" Sandra smiled at Tyler's words. Even though she was being used like a cheap whore, it was made her feel good to know that she was pleasing a man. After so many years of not being good enough, or at least being told so, she'd begun to believe it. Now she was being told what she had longed to hear for so long. She intensified her efforts to please this young man who now controlled her destiny. She was no longer a blackmail victim. She was now a willing participant. Tyler laid his head back on the chair and groaned as Sandra worked his cock with her tits and mouth. "Ooooohhhhhh damn!! You know how to use those tits!" Within a few minutes Tyler was on the verge of erupting. "Alright bitch! Time to suck that! I want to paint your tonsils!" Sandra opened her mouth and devoured his manhood with the eagerness of a whore wanting to please her john. Her head worked up and down like a piston driving an engine as her hand massaged his balls. Tyler grunted and then groaned, sounding more like an animal than a man, as his cock exploded in her mouth. Instinctively Tyler grabbed her head with both hands. This was no longer just the consummation of a blow-job. This was a face fucking. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!! SUCK IT BITCH!! OH FUCK YEAH!!" Sandra sucked his cock as she drained his balls, now motivated by an eagerness to please. As Tylers' orgasm waned his body continued to spasm and jerk. The sensations Sandra was giving him confirmed in his mind what he had thought from the outset. He was going to keep his new bitch on a short leash. Tyler finally sat up and pulled Sandra's head off his deflating cock. He leaned forward and kissed her. He could taste the lingering flavor of his seed on her lips and tongue. Then he looked her in the eye as he held her head in place. "You're mine now bitch! Understand?" Sandra shook her head. "Good girl! I'll be back tomorrow! And get that pussy shaved!" Tyler looked at his brother. "Let's go little brother! Give our bitch a chance to rest up! I've got plans for her." The Taming of a MILF Ch. 02 The hot water felt good as it washed over Sandra's body. It had been a long and eventful day for her. It had started out with her in complete control of her life, and ended with her having no control of her life. She just wanted to shower and go to bed. She kept thinking maybe she'd wake up in the morning and this would have just been a bad dream. Her emotions vacillated between revulsion at what Tyler had forced her to do, and a curious excitement, wondering what it was going to be like being his bitch. She was both scared and aroused at the same time. She could see the anger in his eyes towards her for what she had done to his younger brother. As she looked back she realized now how stupid she had been. But she also thought she saw a glimpse of tenderness in his eyes towards her. It was that flash of tenderness that got her so aroused and curious at the same time. How was he going to use her? What was he going to demand of her? The more she thought about it, the more turned on she became. She quickly dismissed the thought as she stepped out of the shower. She wasn't going to allow this young man to affect her this way. After drying off and putting on her favorite nightie she slipped her robe on and decided to get a night-cap before going to bed. A nice stiff shot of Jack Daniels should help her sleep quite nicely. As she walked down stairs she heard a soft knocking on the back door. She walked to the back door and looked out. She opened the door. "It's late!" She said curtly. "What do you want?" Tyler smirked. "You need to work on your attitude bitch! Is this how you treated my brother every time he came over to service you, you dirty slut?" Sandra knew she was walking an emotional tightrope with Tyler. "I said I was sorry for what I did to him. I know it was wrong. I don't know what got into me. It was just that . . . ." Tyler cut her off. "That's over! Don't think of me coming over here to get revenge on you. Think of it as me getting what I want now. You got what you wanted. Now I'm going to get what I want." Tyler walked past her and into the house. He made his way to the living room and sat down. Sandra followed him into her living room holding her robe clutched to her throat. "And what is it that you want?" Tyler shook his head. "I thought that was pretty obvious bitch! I want you!" He let his words sink in. "Ever since I was a kid I've fantasized about you. Those big tits of yours. That body. I know I'm young enough to be your son. But I don't give a shit. I've wanted you for a long time. And now I've got you." Sandra felt her cunt begin to twitch as Tyler expressed his lust and desire for her. She couldn't remember the last time a man had expressed his desire for her like that. Without saying a word Tyler got up and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor. "Where do you think you're going?" The irritation in Sandra's voice was evident. Tyler looked over his shoulder and smirked at her. "I thought I'd spend the night since hubby won't be home till late tomorrow." Sandra shot up from her chair. "The hell you are!" she screamed as she moved towards the stairs. Tyler ignored her as he almost ran up the stairs. Sandra was right behind him as she continued shouting her objections. "You're not spending the night you little bastard! No fucking way!" Her anger grew with each step she took. Tyler walked into her bedroom and looked around at the spaciousness of it. Then his eyes focused on the king-size bed between the two windows. He walked over and sat down on it, turning to face Sandra. He could see the rage in her eyes. Sandra shook and was on the verge of tears as she watched her tormentor sit down on her bed as though he owned it. This young man was pushing every button she'd worked so hard to maintain control of for most of her adult life. She'd swore many years before that she'd never let another man control her. Yet here she was waiting for his next move. His next demand. She wasn't sure what enraged her more. Tyler's taking control of her life, or her own stupidity for putting herself in this situation. "Get over here!" Tyler ordered her. The forcefulness of his voice was almost overpowering for Sandra. As she moved towards the bed her mind was screaming for her to turn and walk out. Yet the closer she got to the bed, the more her cunt began to twitch. 'Damn my sex drive!' she thought. She hated that side of her that craved to be taken and used by a man for his pleasure. It had always been there, since she was a teenager. Right after her and Sam had been married they had played with the BDSM lifestyle. Sandra took to it like a moth to light. She had never known such intense sexual pleasure and fulfillment prior to that, nor had she experienced it since then. Sam on the other hand didn't care for it. Making money was all he was about. Sandra was left feeling frustrated and abandoned. After so many years of trying to reignite that with Sam, she finally just gave up and suppressed that need till it was almost gone. Tyler was reawakening something in her that both excited her and scared her at the same time. She stood in front of Tyler trembling from both rage and excitement, her arms crossed in defiance. Tyler looked up with pure lust in his eyes. "Strip bitch!" "Fuck off you little bastard!" Sandra sneared defiantly. She was doing her best to hang onto what little control she still had. Tyler reached up from his sitting position and grabbed both sides of her robe above her crossed arms and ripped it open. Sandra felt the strength within his arms as her arms were pushed aside as though they were two limp appendages. She squealed as her robe was opened. "From now on bitch, when I tell you to do something, you do it!" He then reached for her nightie between her jutting tits and ripped it apart from top to bottom. Her tits came into full view of his lecherous gaze. "Now that's a sweet pair of tits!" Sandra gasped then almost started crying as Tyler did as he pleased with her. She had fantasized about something like this many times before. Now that it was happening to her, she was overcome with a mixture of fear and excitement. She stood there frozen to the floor as Tyler inspected her body. HIs hands started with her tits, feeing and squeezing them. He then worked his way down her body till he got to her pussy. He looked up at her with irritation. "I told you to shave your pussy! Didn't I?" Sandra didn't say anything as she stood there. She was doing her best to hang to what little dignity and control she had left. Tyler smirked. Two can play at this game he thought to himself. "I asked you a question bitch! I expect an answer!" Sandra remained silent, refusing to give him the satisfaction of any response from her. Tyler smiled, then began looking around the room. There was a cushioned chair in the corner with wooden armrests. 'Perfect!' he thought. He walked over to it and pulled it to the middle of the room. He walked back to Sandra and ripped what was left of her robe and nightie off her body, leaving her standing before him naked. He then grabbed Sandra by her hair and pulled her over to the chair, bending her over the back of it. "Now grab the armrests!" Sandra tried to resist, but her attempts were no match for Tyler's strength. She grabbed the armrests as she was told, whimpering as she did so. Tyler held her head down till it was almost touching the seat cushion, her ass facing the ceiling. Tyler chuckled as he raised his right hand. "It's time my rich bitch learn her new role in life!" HIs hand came down on her ass with all the force he could deliver. Sandra screamed in pain as the sting of his hand shot through her body like and an electrical shock. "AAAAHHHH!! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Sandra tried to push herself up and off the chair to escape her abuse. Tyler held her securely bent over the chair, completely at his mercy. His hand came down on her other cheek with the same amount of force. "AAAAAHHHHH!! YOU FUCKING LITTLE BASTARD!! I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS!!" "Like hell you will rich bitch! My little rich bitch has always gotten things her way!" His swipes continued at a steady pace. Each blow turning her ass more red with each strike. Sandra's screams slowly died to a grunt then a whimper as the punishment on her ass continued unabated. "You used my brother, and didn't think anything of it! Now I'm going to use you!" Sandra looked over her shoulder at him as best she could, tears streaming down her face. "I told you I was sorry!" she sobbed. "What more do you want!" Tyler grunted. "You rich bitches are all the same. You think you can treat people however you want and then just walk away. Not this time bitch! Not this time!" His assault on her ass continued. Tyler didn't even try to count how many blows he delivered. It wasn't the count he was aiming for. It was her reaction. After so many swipes his own hand began to sting with each impact. At the beginning of Tyler's assault on her ass Sandra resisted in her mind as best she could. Physically she was no match for Tyler. But she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that while he was turning her ass red, and on fire, he was also igniting a fire within her mind and cunt. She had never been treated like this before in her entire life. Now she was being taken like a cheap whore by a man young enough to be her son. Tyler was kicking in a doorway in her mind and psyche that she was desperately trying to keep closed. She knew deep down in her gut if she didn't get that door shut and keep it locked, she would lose all control and she would belong to him from that point on. The pain and glow in her ass slowly morphed into a numbness. Sandra's resistance slowly faded, her grunts becoming quiet sobs. Finally, Tyler felt her body go limp as it was held draped over the back of the chair. He had broken her resistance. He had kicked the door she had been trying to keep closed wide open. Only time would tell if he'd broken her will. He held her in place over the chair as his hand now gently caressed her ass. His fingers slipped between her cheeks and gently probed around her ass. Sandra moaned softly as the pain she had experienced was now replaced with a yearning to experience the pleasure her body craved. Without realizing it, she tried pushing her ass back at his hand in an attempt to heighten the pleasure he was giving her. Tyler smiled as he noticed the transformation that had come over her. His hand slipped down the crack in her ass till his fingers grazed over her cunt and clit. Tyler chuckled. "Damn bitch! You're soaked! I guess we know what you need!" Sandra moaned softly as he played with her soaked pussy. She couldn't bring herself to admit to Tyler that he was right. She needed to be taken and fucked like the needy bitch he had awakened in her. Tyler's hand stroked up and down the length of her slit bringing soft moans from Sandra as the need within her grew. Every few strokes he'd slip two fingers inside her cunt and play with the walls of her pussy. Sandra's moans slowly grew louder as her orgasm built. In just fifteen minutes she had gone from cursing this young man who was abusing her ass to being on the verge of begging him to bring her off. Tyler felt her body responding to his manipulations of it. Unconsciously, Sandra began grinding her cunt into his hand as he drove her body towards a gut-wrenching orgasm. Tommy had never driven her body the way Tyler was doing now. But then she had been the one doing the using with Tommy. "You're mine now bitch!" Tyler said softly. "Do you understand?" he asked as he held her head firmly down against the seat of the chair. "Yes!" Sandra gasped as Tyler slipped his juice covered thumb inside her ass as two other fingers were working her cunt. Her body tried to lurch forward in an attempt to escape the pressure of his thumb as it filled her rectum. When his entire thumb was inside her, he held it in place as his other fingers worked her pussy. Her body slowly relaxed as she adjusted to his thumb inside her ass. "Good girl!" Tyler said softly. "Now let's get you off for the first time!" He began working her ass and cunt simultaneously, sending wave after wave of euphoric pleasure through her body. Sandra began to grind her ass and cunt into his hand as her moans grew to constant grumbling. "OOOOOOOHHHHHH" The louder she became the harder Tyler worked her ass and cunt. Tyler's anger was now passed. Somewhere in the spanking he'd just administered on her ass, his anger was replaced by a burning lust for a woman he'd fantasized about since he first noticed the female body as a kid. She was no longer a bitch he wanted to punish for using his brother the way she had. She was now a bitch he wanted to possess for his own. The closer he pushed her towards sexual release, the more he realized he wanted more from her and with her than just a quick fuck. He wanted this MILF to be his lover and bitch. Sandra's cries brought him back to reality. "OOOOHHHH FUCK! CUMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGG!! AAAAAHHHHHEEEEAAAAHHHHH!!" Sandra screamed as her body began to convulse still draped over the back of the chair. Tyler felt her body tense up as her orgasm began, then shake uncontrollably as spasm after spasm shook her body. His fingers pumped her cunt and ass as Sandra screamed and moaned through her orgasm. He was getting so turned on by the eroticism of Sandra's orgasm he caught himself finger fucking her with such force he heard her groan in pain at one point. He eased back on his assault of her cunt and ass, allowing her to ride out her orgasm using his hand. Sandra's body finally went limp over the chair, her body exhausted from the workout it had just been given. Her breathing came in short gasps as she tried to regain her composure. Tyler lifted her by a handful of her hair from the chair and stared down at her. "Now get your ass in the bathroom and shave my pussy!" he commanded her. Sandra walked unsteadily towards the bathroom without saying a word, her legs shaking from being held draped over the chair for so long. Tyler sat down in the chair and began undressing as he awaited her return. Ten minutes later, Sandra returned with a freshly shaven pussy. Tyler could see the glistening of her lips as her body continued to excrete her juices. "Get over here!" Sandra walked across the room and stood in front of Tyler as he sat there in his shorts. He held out his hand and stroked her now shaven pussy. He could still feel a slight stubble as the back of his fingers glided over her flesh. He looked up at her. "From now on you keep it this way. Understand?" Sandra stared at him not wanting to respond. Tyler saw the glimmer of defiance in her eyes. He took her engorged clit in his fingers and began to pinch it between his thumb and index finger. He began to apply pressure till Sandra winced. "AAAHHH!! Yes! Yes! I understand!" she cried out. "Do you need another spanking?" Tyler asked with a sinister grin. "No! No! I'll be good!" Sandra gasped. Tyler released her clit. "Get over on the bed!" Sandra moved to the bed slowly and climbed on it. "On your back bitch! We're just getting started!" Sandra turned on the bed slowly till she was in a sitting position. Tyler then grabbed her legs by the ankles and lifted, forcing her on her back. He then pulled her body to the edge of the bed. Sandra lay there staring up at him with her legs laying against his chest. Tyler's upper body was a sculpted masterpiece right out of a GQ magazine. He worked hard to stay in shape for football, and it showed. Sandra's cunt twitched as she stared at this stud, wondering what he had in store for her next. Tyler stared down at her smiling. Here she was. The MILF he'd fantasized about for as long as he could remember, naked and at his disposal. He'd probably jacked off thinking about her thousands of times. Fantasy was about to become reality. "Let's see how good you taste." he said as he dropped to his knees. He pushed her legs back, behind her knees, till they were almost touching her tits. Then lowering his head, he breathed in the musky aroma of her sex as he held his head directly over her upturned snatch. He then licked the length of her slit with the tip of his tongue. Sandra's body arched up and off the bed as the sensations his tongue gave her shot through her body. "OOOOHHHH YYYEEESSS!!" she moaned as she instinctively grabbed for his head trying to pull it harder into her cunt. She had been eaten plenty of times by Tommy over the last couple months. But the combination of Tyler's technique and his domination of her was sending a whole new wave of intense sensations through her body. 'This is what I've always needed' she thought to herself as her body continued to shake and spasm from Tyler's oral assault on her pussy. 'A man to dominate me and use me. But I'll be damned if I'm going to admit that to . . . ' Tyler began flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue. "OH SHIT!!" Sandra moaned. "That feels so good! You're gonna make me cum again baby! You're gonna make me cum again!" Sandra cooed as her head rolled back and her fingers dug into Tyler's scalp. Tyler increased his efforts wanting to push her right to the edge. "Oh that's it baby! That's it! Almost there! Almost . . " Tyler lifted his head and stared at her with a devilish grin on his face. His lips and chin glistened with her cunt juices. Sandra immediately felt the loss of pleasure from between her legs. She opened her eyes and looked down the length of her body only to see Tyler staring back at her smiling. Without realizing what she was saying she almost beggingly asked, "Why'd you stop baby? I was almost there!" she whimpered. "You'll cum when I tell you to cum bitch!" Tyler shoved two fingers inside her cunt and played with her as he talked to her. "You're good at using people to your advantage." He slipped his fingers out of her cunt then positioned his middle finger at the opening to her tight ass. Without warning he shoved the full length of his finger inside her ass. Sandra grunted as her ass was filled unexpectedly. "That's it bitch! Now it's your turn to be used for someone else's pleasure!" Sandra was a mixture of emotions as Tyler began a steady finger fucking of her ass. She wanted to reach out and slap the smug look on his face off. But she also wanted to wrap her arms around his neck and tell him to use her however he wanted, just please get her off. Tyler dropped his head again and resumed licking and sucking on her clit again as his finger drove in and out of her ass. Sandra's body arched up and off the bed again as her body responded to the torment being inflicted on it. Tyler teased and tormented her till he could tell she was on the verge of cumming, and then once again backed off. Sandra whimpered softly as once again she was left hanging. Tyler did that to her body five or six times, he'd lost count, until finally Sandra begged him to finish her. "Oooohhhhh please!" Sandra whimpered. "Now you're being mean!" She almost sounded like a little girl. "You mean the way you were mean to my brother?" Tyler replied with an edge of anger in his voice. He suddenly realized then that his anger towards her wasn't completely gone. "Tell me who you belong to bitch and what you are! Then maybe I'll let you cum! Tell me!" he yelled. He reached out and slapped one of her tits with his open hand. Not hard enough to hurt her, but hard enough to get her attention. "Tell me!" The intensity of Tyler's reaction both scared and excited her at the same time. Tyler was taking her in a way she'd never been taken before. "Ooohhh baby, I'm your bitch. I belong to you baby! I'm your slut! I'm your whore!" Tyler decided it was time to fuck her like he'd fantasized about for years. He grabbed her legs and flipped her over on her stomach. "Get on all fours bitch!" Sandra got on all fours facing Tyler. He grabbed her head by her hair with both hands and pulled her face into his throbbing erection. "This isn't what I had in mind. But it's a good start." He then pushed her mouth down on his cock. "Suck it bitch!" he growled. Sandra opened her mouth as wide as she could as his stiff meat was shoved in till it hit the back of her throat. She began to gag as the head of his cock filled the air passage to her throat. "Mmmmm! That's it bitch! Suck that cock good! You're going to be doing this a lot for me and Tommy!" He then began to drive her head up and down on his meat stick. The Taming of a MILF Ch. 02 Sandra felt the strength in his arms forcing her head up and down on his shaft. At first she tried to control the tempo, but eventually gave up when she realized he was far too strong for her. It was at that point she realized she wasn't giving him a blow job, he was giving her a face fucking. Sandra moaned with a mouthful of cock meat as a mental image of what she must look like on all fours servicing a young stud came to her. She had never felt so dirty and yet so alive at the same time. Tyler fucked her face for several minutes before he felt his orgasm boiling in his balls. He pulled her head off his cock. "Turn around bitch! It's time to lay claim to my new pussy!" Sandra spun around with the eagerness of a bitch in heat. She backed up to Tyler, who was now standing at the edge of the bed. Tyler took his cock in hand and rubbed the head of it the length of her slit. Sandra moaned in anticipation of being fucked the way she needed to be fucked. Tyler grabbed a handful of her hair again and pushed her head down onto the mattress. He then shoved his cock into her pussy and began a frenzied fucking of her cunt. Sandra wailed, her face buried in the sheets covering the mattress. Tyler was fucking her the way she'd dreamt of for years. He was pounding himself into her like a pile driving machine. He raised his other hand and smacked her ass as hard as he could as he rode her. "OH SHIT!!" Tyler yelled. "CCCUUMMMIINNNGGGG!!" Tyler's cock exploded inside Sandra's cunt as he fucked her like a man possessed. Sandra's own orgasm ripped through her body as the excitement of being fucked by this young stud registered in her brain. She screamed and wailed even as her face was buried in a pillow and held there. Adding to the intensity of her orgasm was the thought that this was more than just a good fucking. This was the consummation of a relationship between her and this young man who now laid claim to her body. Even though he had damning evidence against her, she knew he would never need it again to persuade her to be his bitch. She was going to service him whenever and however he wanted from now on. Both collapsed on the bed panting after one of the most intense fucks either had ever had. After several silent minutes Tyler scooted up the bed till he was laying where Sandra's husband usually lay when he slept. Sandra turned her head and looked up at him. Tyler held open his arms. "Get up here!" Sandra crawled up the bed and snuggled under his arm, laying her head on his chest. Tyler wrapped his one arm around her shoulders and pulled her in tight as his other hand fondled her tit. "You belong to me now! You got a problem with that?" he said softly. "Nope! That's fine by me! You don't even need those pictures now to keep me in line!" "You serious?!" Tyler asked surprised. "Yep! Keep them if you want! But if you keep fucking me like this, you've got yourself a bitch!" Tyler smiled as he pinched her nipple. "DAMN! I've got the MILF I've fantasized about since I was 13. We're going to have a lot of fun you and me." "What about Tommy?" Sandra asked wondering what the parameters of this new relationship were going to be. Tyler pulled her head back and looked down at her. "You're my bitch. I'm going to share you with Tommy. Seems only right. We might even have some parties with some of my teammates. What do you think?" Sandra smiled. "I think I'm going to be one well used bitch!"