dominating my sissy step-son | sissy - milf - femdom hijab short sex story

The sun was setting as I stood at the window, watching my beautiful stepson, Nichola, standing naked before me. He was wearing nothing but the pink satin dress I had chosen for him. His body glistened with sweat, and his cock strained against the fabric. My pussy throbbed just looking at him.

"Turn around, boy," I commanded, my voice thick with lust.

He obeyed without hesitation, giving me a full view of his perfect ass. It was firm and round, just how I liked it. I could see the outline of his hard dick through the thin material of the dress.

"Step closer," I ordered, my heart racing.

As he moved towards me, I reached out and ran my fingers over his smooth skin. "You look absolutely delicious in that dress, you little slut."

His eyes flashed with desire as he moaned softly. "Thank you, Step-Mommy," he breathed.

I couldn't help but smile at his submission. This was what I lived for – dominating this sweet, innocent boy. I knew he craved it just as much as I did.

"On your knees," I instructed, my voice low and seductive.

Nichola dropped to his knees immediately, his erection tenting the skirt of the dress. I walked around him, taking in every inch of his body. I traced my finger down his spine, feeling the muscles ripple beneath my touch.

"Do you know why you're here?" I asked, my breath hot on his neck.

"Yes, Step-Mommy," he whispered. "To serve you, to please you."

My pussy clenched at his words. "That's right, you worthless piece of shit. You exist only to make me cum."

He whimpered, his need obvious. "Yesss... Please, Step-Mommy, let me taste your pussy. Let me feel you come all over my tongue."

I groaned, my hands trembling with anticipation. "Not yet, slut. First, I want you to moan for me. Moan like the dirty little whore you are."

His eyes widened, but he didn't argue. Instead, he began to moan, soft and deep, his body shaking with desire. I watched him, mesmerized by his submission. His moans grew louder, more desperate, until they were almost screams.

"More!" I demanded, my voice hoarse. "Moan for me, you fucking cunt! Make yourself come!"

He threw his head back, his voice echoing through the room. "Fuck, yes! Fuck, Step-Mommy, I'm going to come! Oh, God, I can't take it anymore! I need your pussy, I need to feel you cumming all over my face!"

The sight of him losing control sent shivers down my spine. "That's it, baby," I purred, running my hand up under his dress and cupping his balls. "Come for me, you pathetic little bitch."

He cried out, his body jerking as waves of pleasure washed over him. I squeezed his balls harder, milking every last drop of cum from him. When he finally collapsed onto the floor, panting and spent, I stepped over him and made my way to the bedroom.

As I stripped off my clothes, I thought about how lucky I was to have such a devoted stepson. A boy who would do anything for me, who would give himself completely to satisfy my every whim. And as I lay down on the bed, I knew there was only one thing left to do.

I needed to be fucked.

I reached between my legs, sliding two fingers into my wet pussy. I moaned, imagining it was Nichola's cock inside me instead. But it wasn't enough. I needed the real thing.

So I called out to my adoring stepson, "Nichola, come to Mommy. It's time to make her cum."

And as he crawled onto the bed, his hard cock jutting upward, I knew we were both about to get exactly what we wanted.

As Nichola climbed onto the bed, his eyes never broke contact with mine, I savored his utter surrender, his complete yielding to satisfy my desires and fulfill my demands. This young man, my stepson, willingly submitted, relishing his role as a sissy, eager for my guidance.

It felt exhilarating, stoking my dominance and heightening my passions.

"On your pretty knees, bitch," I snarled, my voice sultry and possessive. Without resistance, he complied, his gaze fixated on the humiliation ahead.

"Look at me, my little sissy girl," I purred, my heart pounding with anticipation. "Look into my eyes while you worship my commands." He nodded, his eyes locking onto mine as he positioned himself between my legs, spreading them invitingly. The air buzzed with electric energy, the intimacy intense.

"Suck my pussy, slut," I growled, my tone commanding obedience.

Without hesitation, he kissed my inner thigh, moving gently higher. I writhed beneath him, hungry for his touch. Anxious, frantic. He brushed my center, and I felt his breath shiver against my sensitive skin.

"Hurry up, suck my pussy, sissy," I snarled, my voice dripping with anger.

He paused briefly, his pause lingering. Then, he tongued my core, causing a surge of pleasure. I clawed at the pillow, nails scraping in as I wrestled to contain my emotions. His gentle licking left me spellbound, a tale of his submission.

"I'm getting close, don't stopped now, you sissy whore," I warned, my voice strained.

Unmoved, he drove me crazy with his tongue, pushing me into bliss. With a mind-blowing stroke, I shattered. Joy echoed through the room.

As I regained my composure, I looked deeply into his. I saw the same desire for submission and domination reflected back at me. Our bond, formed in passion and submission. "Good job, bitch," I praised, my own heart swelling with pride. "Hit my spot, just as I expected."

Feeling triumphant, I took hold of his pitiful little cock, stroking it firmly until he gasped. I continued, squeezing it roughly, making sure he felt my dominance.

"Look at you, stroking it. Do you really think you deserve."

He moaned, writhing beneath my grasp, desperately trying to fight his impending climax. But I wouldn't relent.

"Beg for it, sissy. Beg for your stupid little cock."

Despite his embarrassment, he stammered out, "Please, please, let me cum, please."

At those words, I tightened my grip even more, driving him past his breaking point. He cried out, releasing his load all over himself, covering himself in shame.

Seeing him covered in his own mess brought me immense satisfaction. Another lesson learned, another victory achieved. My sissy boy now knows who holds the reigns.