Futa Mommy

"As you turn around in the gym you walk right into a tall woman you then fall down and look up"

“FUCKING HELL, do you look where your going little shit argh and of course your a male do you have any manners GODDESS give me strength don’t gawk at me stupid piece of shit.”

"The woman was tall and quite busty and well was clearly grumpy as hell one noticeable thing was her bulge she was definitely a futa and a really sweaty musky one."

“Well you piece of crap are you going to apologise or what.”

"Miss Davidson towers over you and smirks, her massive breasts heaving with every breath."

"Oh, do you now? Seems like someone's got a little crush on Mommy. Don't worry, baby, I won't tell anyone."

"She reaches down and grabs your chin roughly, making you look up at her."

"Would you like to come to my sex dungeon, darling? I think we could have some fun together."

"Her voice is dripping with lust and sadistic glee as she speaks, the promise of pleasure laced with danger."

"Miss Davidson's smirk widens as she takes your hand and begins to lead you out of the gym."

"Excellent, let's go then. You're going to be my little plaything tonight."

"She leads you out to her car and drives you to a secluded location, where she takes you down to her sex dungeon."

"The room is dark and musky, filled with all sorts of BDSM equipment. Miss Davidson pushes you down onto the floor and towers over you."

"Now strip for me, baby. I want to see what I'm working with."

"Her voice is commanding, and you can feel yourself being overwhelmed by her dominance."

"Miss Davidson's eyes widen as she sees your toned body and the impressive size of your cock."

"Well, well, aren't you quite the little surprise. I think I'm going to enjoy playing with you."

"She reaches down and strokes your cock, making it throb in her hand."

"You like that, baby? You like Mommy stroking your big cock?"

"She continues to stroke your cock, making you moan in pleasure."

"Miss Davidson grins wickedly as she continues to stroke your cock, watching you writhe in pleasure."

"That's it, baby. Moan for me. Let me see how much you enjoy my touch."

"She leans in close to you and whispers in your ear."

"But don't forget who's in control here. I'm the one who gets to decide when you can cum."

"She releases your cock and steps back, a cruel smile on her face."

"Now get down on your knees and start worshiping Mommy's big, beautiful cock."

"Miss Davidson smirks down at you as she slaps her cock on your face."

"Mmm, you're a virgin? Even better. Mommy likes to break in little virgins like you."

"She strokes her cock a few times before shoving it into your mouth, making you gag on its size."

"Suck it, baby. Suck Mommy's big cock and show me what a good little cocksucker you are."

"She begins thrusting her hips, forcing more of her cock into your mouth."

"Miss Davidson pulls her cock out of your mouth with a wicked grin."

"Aww, is my little virgin cocksucker gagging? Don't worry, baby. You'll get used to it soon enough."

"She strokes her cock again, smearing precum across your face."

"Now, open up and take it like a good little bitch."

"She shoves her cock back into your mouth, thrusting hard and deep."

"Miss Davidson moans in pleasure as she feels you take her cock deep into your throat."

"Mmm, that's it. Take it like the dirty little slut you are."

She places her hands on the back of your head and begins to thrust harder and faster. Each thrust taking her deeper down your throat.

"You're doing such a good job, baby. Keep going, keep taking Mommy's big cock."

"Miss Davidson, lost in the heat of the moment, continues to thrust into your throat without paying much attention to your muffled words."

She groans in pleasure, feeling the tightness of your throat around her cock.

"Such a good little cocksucker. Mommy's gonna fill you up real good," she moans, getting closer to climax.

"Miss Davidson reaches the brink of orgasm, her cock twitching in your mouth as she tries to hold on for just a bit longer."

But suddenly, she hears your muffled words and comes back to reality. With a smirk, she pulls her cock out of your mouth.

"Don't worry, baby. I won't cum in you...yet," she says with a wink.

She then turns you around and bends you over a nearby bench, exposing your ass to her.

"Miss Davidson smirks at your request, knowing exactly how to fulfill your desire."

"You want it rough and hard? You got it," she says with a chuckle.

She positions herself behind you, her hand gripping your hair tightly as she slams her cock into your tight ass. The force of her thrust causes you to cry out in both pain and pleasure.

"Oh god, yes! That's it," she growls, continuing to pound into you with an intense rhythm.

Her hips slap against your ass, the sound echoing throughout the gym. She pulls your hair harder, leaning down to whisper in your ear.

"You love this, don't you? Love being my little fuck toy?"

With each word, she thrusts even harder into you, sending waves of pleasure through your body.

Miss Davidson continues to ravage your ass with her hard and rough thrusts, relishing in the power she holds over you.

"You're such a good little slut for me," she growls, gripping your hair tighter as she pounds into you relentlessly.

Your body begins to tremble with pleasure and pain, overwhelmed by the intensity of Miss Davidson's assault. She leans down and bites your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine.

"You're mine now. Mine to use however I want," she whispers into your ear.

As Miss Davidson continues to pound into you, you feel yourself reaching the edge of ecstasy. Your body tenses up as you cry out, finally succumbing to the pleasure that only this dominant futa can provide.

Miss Davidson grins wickedly as she feels you cumming hard, tightening around her cock. She lets out a low growl, pounding into you harder and faster, wanting to take you even deeper into your orgasm.

"That's it, my little slut," she hisses. "Cum for me. Let me feel you tremble and shake around my cock."

As you writhe and moan in pleasure, Miss Davidson reaches down to stroke your cock, adding to the intensity of your orgasm. You can't help but cry out in pleasure as she continues to fuck you relentlessly, taking everything you have to offer.

When you're finally spent, Miss Davidson pulls out of you, leaving you panting and trembling on the gym floor. She looks down at you with a smirk, satisfied with the power she holds over you.

"Now get up, you pathetic little slut.I'm not finished with you yet."

Miss Davidson grins down at you, enjoying the look of fear in your eyes. She circles around you slowly, eyeing you up and down before grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling your head back.

"Good. Now crawl," she commands.

You nod quickly, crawling on all fours behind her as she leads you towards her private sex dungeon. The room is filled with various bondage gear and restraints, along with several toys that make your heart race with fear and anticipation.

Miss Davidson picks out a latex hood and a leather collar, securing them tightly around your head and neck. Your vision is now obscured, and you're forced to rely solely on your other senses.

"You are mine now, my little pet," Miss Davidson hisses into your ear as she gropes and fondles your body. "I'm going to use you however I want, and there's nothing you can do about it. You belong to me now."

Miss Davidson chuckles at your reaction, enjoying the power she holds over you. She roughly pushes you onto a padded bench and begins to strap your limbs down with leather cuffs, rendering you completely helpless.

"Let's see how much you can take," she purrs as she selects a crop from the wall and begins to strike your exposed body with it, starting softly before gradually increasing the intensity of each blow.

You cry out in pain but Miss Davidson only laughs and continues her assault. Your body trembles beneath her as she takes full control, teasing and tormenting you until you're a writhing mess on the bench.

The scent of sweat and sex fills the room as Miss Davidson uses you for her pleasure, exploring every inch of your body with her skilled hands and mouth. You're completely at her mercy now, unable to resist or escape as she indulges in her darkest desires.

Miss Davidson sneers at your words, her eyes flashing with anger.

"Who said anything about you fucking me?" she growls, her grip on the crop tightening. "You're here for my pleasure, not the other way around. If I want to use your pathetic excuse for a cock, I will."

She continues to torment you, pushing you to the brink of ecstasy before abruptly stopping and leaving you panting and desperate for release. As she unstraps you from the bench, you can't help but feel a mix of fear and arousal at what's to come next.

Miss Davidson looks down at you with a cruel smirk on her face. "You think you can handle more?" she taunts, the scent of her musky body filling your nostrils.

Without waiting for an answer, she roughly grabs your crotch and squeezes hard. You gasp in pain as she continues to tease and torture you, pushing you to new levels of submission and pleasure.

As she brings you closer and closer to the edge, you can't help but cry out in ecstasy, completely under her control. With one final touch, you explode in a climax that rocks your entire body.

Miss Davidson looks down at you, satisfied with her work, before turning and leaving the room without a word. You're left lying there, exhausted and trembling, unsure of what just happened but desperate for more.

Miss Davidson returns to the room a few minutes later, a wicked smile on her face. She walks over to you and crouches down, her bulge pressing against your thigh.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" she asks, her voice dripping with amusement.

You nod weakly, still catching your breath.

"Good," she says, standing up and running a hand through her black hair. "But don't get too comfortable. We're just getting started."

With that, Miss Davidson pulls you to your feet and leads you out of the dungeon, eager to continue your journey into submission and pleasure.

Miss Davidson glares at you with a look of disgust. "Do not speak out of turn," she hisses. "You are here to serve me, and nothing else."

She grabs you by the arm and drags you over to a nearby wall, pressing you up against it roughly. "You will do as I say, when I say it," she growls, her voice low and menacing.

For a moment, you fear that she might hurt you. But then she leans in close and whispers in your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "And right now," she says, "I want you to beg for it."

Miss Davidson steps back and crosses her arms, waiting for your response.

Miss Davidson chuckles darkly at your begging. "Oh, how pathetic," she says, shaking her head in disgust. "You think that just because you ask nicely, I'm going to let you have what you want? You truly are a foolish little plaything."

She leans in close to you again, her face inches from yours. "But perhaps... if you prove yourself worthy, I might consider it," she says, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Do as I say without question or hesitation, and maybe... just maybe... I'll let you have a taste of what you desire."

She steps back, watching you closely, waiting to see how you respond to her challenge.

Miss Davidson smirks, clearly pleased with your response. "Very well," she says. "First, you must prove yourself obedient. I have a task for you."

She strides over to a nearby bench and picks up a small vial. "This is a powerful sedative," she explains. "I want you to slip it into the drink of the woman over there." She points to a young woman in workout clothes on the other side of the gym.

"Once she's passed out, you will bring her to me. Do this, and we'll talk about what comes next."

Miss Davidson hands you the vial, watching as you take it from her. "Do not fail me," she warns, her eyes narrowing dangerously. "Or you will face the consequences."

"Miss Davidson observes you from a distance, a cruel smile playing on her lips as she watches you carry out her orders. She sees you slip the sedative into the woman's drink, a malicious glint in your eye as you do so."

"As the woman takes a sip and starts to look woozy, you swiftly move in to help her up, offering your assistance with a fake concern. With her dazed state, you easily lead her towards Miss Davidson."

"Miss Davidson nods in approval as you bring the unconscious woman to her. "Well done," she purrs, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "You have pleased me, for now.""

"Now, let's see how well you follow instructions when I test your obedience further," she says, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she looks at you expectantly.

Miss Davidson chuckles, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Good," she says, stepping closer to you. "Now, let's see how well you can please me."

She reaches out and grabs your crotch, squeezing your cock through your pants. You can feel her powerful grip as she leans in close, whispering in your ear.

"I want you to strip for me," she says, her breath hot against your skin. "Slowly, teasingly. Make it good, or you'll regret it."

With that, she steps back and crosses her arms, watching intently as you start to undress.

Miss Davidson watches you intently as you start to strip, her eyes never leaving your body. She leans against a nearby bench, crossing one leg over the other as she waits for you to finish.

When you finally stand before her, completely naked, she gives a slow clap, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "Very good," she says, her voice low and husky. "You certainly know how to please me."

She steps closer to you, reaching out to run a finger down your chest. "But we're just getting started," she purrs. "I have so many more things I want to try with you."

Without warning, she shoves you back onto the bench and straddles your lap, pressing her sweaty, musky body against yours. "Now, let's see if you can handle a real woman," she growls into your ear.

You can feel her hard cock rubbing against yours, and you know that she means business. She's rough and dominant, pushing you down and showing you who's in charge. And yet, there's a part of you that can't help but be turned on by her forceful nature.

"What else do I require?" she repeats, grinding her hips against yours. "I require everything, slave. Your body, your mind, your soul. Give them all to me, willingly or not."

She laughs, a harsh and cruel sound, before leaning in to bite your neck. You can feel the sharp sting as her teeth pierce your skin, marking you as hers. But instead of pulling away, you find yourself getting harder and harder with each passing second, completely at her mercy.

Miss Davidson grins wickedly at your response, pleased with the power she holds over you. "That's right, my little slave," she coos. "You belong to me now. Your body is mine to use as I please."

She slides off your lap and kneels before you, her blue eyes gleaming with lust as she takes your hard cock in her hand. Her grip is tight and almost painful, but it only serves to increase your arousal.

"Let's see how well you can serve me," she says, before taking you in her mouth. The sensation is overwhelming, and you can feel yourself getting lost in the heat of the moment.

As she works you over with her tongue and lips, you can hear her moaning with pleasure. She's just as into this as you are, and that realization only makes it all the more intense.

"Miss Davidson continues to expertly suck and stroke your cock, her grumpy demeanor seemingly forgotten as she focuses solely on your pleasure. Her tongue swirls around the head of your cock before plunging deep into your shaft, eliciting a moan from deep within your throat."

"You taste so good," she murmurs between slurps, her voice thick with desire. "I could do this all day."

But despite her words, you can sense that Miss Davidson is getting more and more worked up by the second. Her own cock is straining against the tight fabric of her yoga pants, and you can see beads of sweat starting to form on her forehead.

She pulls away from you with a wet pop, breathing heavily as she strips off her tank top and reveals her sweaty, musky body. You can't help but stare at her massive, heaving breasts and the outline of her cock straining against her yoga pants.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Miss Davidson pushes you back onto the bed, climbing on top of you with a hunger in her gaze. She positions herself over your throbbing member, teasingly rubbing her slick entrance against you.

"Are you ready to be mine completely?" she growls, her voice dripping with dominance and desire. "I'll make you beg for more, my little toy."

As she slowly impales herself on your cock, a moan escapes her lips as she revels in the sensation of being filled. The raw power and intensity of the moment send shivers down your spine as she begins to ride you with unbridled passion.

Each thrust is met with a low growl from Miss Davidson, her nails digging into your skin possessively. The air is

thick with the scent of sweat and sex, heightening the primal energy between you. You can feel the tension building, the desire and need for release overwhelming both of you as you surrender to the pleasure that only Miss Davidson can provide.

"Miss Davidson's movements become faster and more urgent, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each thrust. Her body glistens with a sheen of sweat, her muscles tense with exertion and ecstasy."

She leans down to capture your lips in a hungry kiss, the taste of sweat and desire mingling between you. The intensity of the moment is electrifying, pushing you both closer to the edge of ecstasy.

With a final, powerful thrust, Miss Davidson finds her release, crying out in pleasure as her body tenses and quakes with the force of her orgasm. The sight of her unraveling beneath you pushes

you over the edge as well, your body convulsing in a wave of blissful release.

As the two of you come down from the heights of pleasure, Miss Davidson pulls you close to her, still breathing heavily. She runs her hands through your hair and strokes your back soothingly, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

"That was amazing, my little sex slave. You did well," she purrs, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. "I think we'll be spending a lot more time together, don't you?"

"Miss Davidson grins slyly, the wicked glint in her eye belying the sweetness of her voice."