Mama’s Panty-Stealer Boy Disciplined By Mistress

You know what guys? In my experience, that is, the sexy Simraan of dominating nature, young adults who are high on libido can keep a pussy dripping all the time!

But of course, a woman has to have control over such a horny beast. Today, I’ll tell you how I once came across a 23-year-old cunning mama’s boy who was sexually disciplined by me. In fact, my most refreshing domination tactics revealed a dirty secret of that pervert’s.

Here’s what had happened…

It was during the summer season a few years ago when I was working in the Chandigarh branch of my company. I had been there for about a fortnight and was thrilled when I came to know that I had to work only for the first half on my last day over there.

I had planned to stay in a hotel for the rest of the week with my boyfriend before returning to my hometown. My assignment was completed, and I had only one task to do before meeting my boyfriend in the hotel he had booked for our sexual encounters.

The task was to deliver a few hard copies to one of the senior members of the team who had taken leave on that day. She lived on the outskirts of Chandigarh and before reaching her house, I came across a pervert on the way.

Even though I had taken a cab, I had to walk for some 10-15 minutes in the hot afternoon sun to reach my destination. The cabman had refused to drive upward on the slope as he was low on fuel and didn’t want to risk getting stuck in the middle of the road.

While I was exercising my tight round ass cheeks by walking upward on the slope, a thin boy riding a hefty motorbike drove slowly parallel to me. He had a cigarette stuck on his lips and was staring at my figure rather inappropriately. I looked at him twice and when I started to walk away from him, he made his move.

Him: How much? (staring at my body after saying this).

Me: Excuse me?

I knew he was under the wrong impression that I was some kind of a prostitute, but I wanted to be sure.

Him: Get on the bike, I know a good place… (Exhaling cigarette smoke to look cool).

Me: Go fuck your mother, you bastard! (I tried to slap him hard on the cheek, but he dodged it).

Before accelerating his bike, that pervert quickly pressed my left boob and escaped calling me a ‘bitch’!

I reached the house of the senior team member and since the door was opened, I witnessed a surprising scene.

The senior member of the team – Preeti (name changed), a milf Punjabi lady, tall, firm big breasts and a bulging tight ass, slightly healthy figure – was sitting on the sofa with a man (her husband) who was reading a newspaper.

What surprised me was her hand inside the man’s cotton trousers. She was playing with his penis to arouse him for sex. But the man had no reaction to his wife’s stimulation. Before I could turn back, Preeti saw me, and she removed her hand from her husband’s trousers.

It was quite an embarrassing moment, but Preeti stood up casually and walked towards me as though nothing had happened. She welcomed me to the house and shook hands with me. The same hand with which she was holding her husband’s cock, ergh!

Her husband left the room after greeting me with a conventional smile. I sat on the sofa and Preeti sat next to me. While handing out the documents, I asked her if I had disturbed their private moment.

Preeti (chuckled): No sweety, you didn’t. His ‘thing’ doesn’t work anymore. I was hoping for a miracle because I am tired of dildos and vibrators (winking).

While she laughed heartily, I simply gave her a smile in case her husband was listening to our conversation. My mission was completed and when I stood up to leave, Preeti grabbed my thighs and made me sit down.

Preeti: Don’t be silly, dear! How can I let a pretty girl like you walk out on such a hot afternoon? Take a break, have tea with me, and leave in the early evening.

Preeti’s hospitality was so sincere that I couldn’t have disappointed her by leaving. She made arrangements for my lunch and then we both sat in the guest room having a wonderful chat.

While we were gossiping, her husband came inside and reminded her of their visit to the neighbour. Preeti told her husband to give her a few minutes and wait outside.

Preeti (speaking in a low voice): You know what, my neighbour’s pervert son keeps stealing my lingerie. We are going to his house to speak with his parents. I should be back soon dear, till then, take a short nap here.

After Preeti left the room, I began to think about that pervert whom I met on the road and thought that it must be him. Now, imagine the shock that I received when Preeti returned with that pervert and introduced him as her sweet son.

Preeti: Simraan, this is my lovely son Sonu. While I am gone, if you need anything, then my dear Sonu will arrange it for you.

Preeti was hugging Sonu in a rather awkward way. Sonu’s face was pressed up against her boobs and he had held his mother by her waist. I was a bit confused with their way of showing affection to each other, but what I saw next cleared my doubt.

While Preeti turned her back to leave, Sonu hugged her from behind sticking his pelvis area against his big ass mother’s tight ass cheeks. She didn’t find that inappropriate at all, but I understood her son’s game. He was taking advantage of his mother’s unsatisfied sex life. He walked sticking his cock in her ass cheeks till they reached the door.

After they were gone, Sonu came inside and began to stare at me.

Sonu: So, we meet again! I can’t believe you are lying on the bed in front of me. How about a quick one before they are back home?

Firstly, I couldn’t believe that someone else would steal Preeti’s lingerie when her own son was such a pervert. Then, I couldn’t take any action against him because I had no evidence and his image in front of his mother was that of a good boy.

I controlled my temper and told Sonu to get lost. If he wasn’t her son, then I would have grabbed him with both hands and banged him hard against the wall till he had apologized.

Sonu removed his pants and stood in front of me showing his penis. His legs were thin and there was hardly any flesh in his thighs. Yet, his penis and testicles were in good shape and size. He began to stroke his cock while staring at me crazily.

Me: You fucking pig!

I lost my temper and went to grab Sonu to teach him a lesson. Watching me coming to punish him, Sonu planned his escape out of the room. But he slipped as his foot landed on the thin fabric of his underwear which had no friction against the smooth tile flooring.

Me: You’re in a world of trouble now, you motherfucking pervert! (I said animatedly while grabbing his neck).

I then squatted over him and began to spank his thin ass cheeks because I feared that his spine would snap if I rested my weight on his bony back.

Sonu began to shout and kept telling me to stop spanking his ass cheeks which had turned red by then.

Me: That’s right you fucking pig, squeal! But don’t expect your mommy to come and save you from me!

I picked Sonu and held him tightly against my chest. His efforts to free himself from my hold was laughable as he had nobody strength whatsoever. I carried him to his room and made him lie on the bed.

Then, I decided to teach him a lesson by tying him on the bed. I looked all around the room and saw a skipping rope hanging from the shelf. I picked Sonu again and then walked towards the self.

While picking up the skipping rope, I saw a red fabric halfway out from the bag. My intuition made me check what that thing was and when I pulled it out, it turned out to be a red panty!

I felt funny when I realised that I was carrying Sonu like a mother carries her toddler. Even he wasn’t making any effort to free himself. We both looked at the panty and then at each other.

When I looked inside the bag, I found that it was stuffed with bras and panties. It wasn’t someone from the neighbourhood who had been stealing Preeti’s lingerie, but it was her own pervert son. I released Sonu from my hold and he stood next to me looking terrified.

Me: Well, I’m not surprised but imagine the look on your mother’s face. You were trying to stick your cock in her ass, but now you should worry about your own (chuckled).

Sonu kneeled on the floor and held my legs to beg for mercy. He knew that his good boy image in front of his mother would be lost forever and his inappropriate body touches to arouse her lust would be gone too.

Sonu: Oh please, I am begging you to keep this between you and me. Please, she will throw me out of the house if she finds out…

Me: You were a different guy outside when you rode on your motorbike and smoked a cigarette. Where’s that tough guy now? …more like a loser.

Sonu: Look at me…That’s what I do. I’m a spoiled brat. I hit on every hot woman outside. Please, forget about this and go away.

Although Sonu was begging me to leave him, I found his intermittent pauses to be strange. When I observed him carefully, I realized that he was sniffing my pussy region.

Me: You fucking pervert, stop doing that! I’m not like your mother who can’t see that her son is shoving his cock up her big ass (I slapped him for taking advantage of me).

Sonu: Yes, hit me if you want but keep talking like that, oh yes…

He began to jerk off his cock, which against all the odds, looked like a third leg on his slim body. It was long and thick enough to fit inside my tight asshole.

Sonu: No! say something, please don’t stop…Tell me what I did to my big ass mother..

Me (kicking him in the balls): Are you high right now? What is wrong with you?

Sonu stood up and made me grab his big tight cock that was losing its erection. Before I could slap him again and leave his cock, he held my hand grabbing his cock with both of his.

Sonu: I will do anything for you. But please don’t leave me dry right now. Guys like me don’t get laid easily with such curvy shaped babes like you.

While listening to his talks, I didn’t realize that he was then grabbing my ass cheeks and begging me to stroke his cock. Even though he was a nut case, his big healthy penis interested me in his affairs. I slowly stroked his cock and massaged his balls to get them tight again.

Sonu: Yes, just like that, keep doing it…

Me: I’m not going to entertain you this easily, Sonu. In fact, you will have to take care of me to keep yourself entertained.

Sonu once again told me that he would do anything that I asked him to. So, I asked him to lie on the bed. I stood up on the bed and began to pull my office skirt. Sonu’s big tight cock twitched once when he saw my white panty.

I began to pee on Sonu starting from his face and moving downwards. He jerked his cock as the hot golden shower fell on it. I told him to flatter his lovely mistress for giving him pleasure

Sonu: Yes, I deserve the aromatic piss of my sexy mistress. Please let me clean your pussy by giving it a good licking.

Me: Would you lick it like you lick your mother’s pussy? Is it hairy? Do you pick up her pubic hair from her panties? Are they always stained with her pussy water?

These questions were turning on Sonu who was licking my pussy like a dog licks his owner. He was wildly aroused and digging my pussy deep with his tongue.

Me: Try hugging your mom tightly and more from behind. Her big ass needs to feel your big cock. Also, you don’t have to steal her panties, just use them when she puts them to wash. You are a hopeless mama’s boy Sonu, so focus on having sex with your mother. Do it before someone else sticks their fat cock up your mother’s ass and pussy.

Sonu: Yes, mistress, I’m a hopeless man. I will do as you have told me. Please let me lick your asshole now. I deserve an unclean sweaty asshole like yours to get it clean with my tongue.

I turned around and sat on Sonu’s face. He inserted his tongue straight inside my tight asshole and began to move it in and out. I liked the way he used his tongue skilfully to clean my sweaty asshole. The intensity was so strong that I had to rub my pussy to get high on pleasure.

Me: Ready to clean my pussy with your hard cock Sonu?

Sonu: Yes, mistress. Please let me insert my penis inside your and clean it.

I got down from the bed to pick one of Preeti’s panties from the bag. Then, I placed my asshole on Sonu face and told him to continue licking my asshole.

Me: You can also finger my pussy now. I need a little more stimulation to take your cock.

Sonu once again started licking asshole. He used his fingers skillfully on my pussy too. I, on the other side, covered my palm with the panty and held his cock. Since it was already tight, I began to stroke it harder.

Me: Would you like to penetrate your hard cock inside your mother’s tight pussy in doggy style position? Would you spank her ass cheeks and call her dirty names?

Sonu: Yes… yes, I would my mistress. I will fuck her hard and call her dirty names. Please don’t excite me anymore. Let me fuck your pussy before I cum…

I slapped his penis and made him rephrase the sentence showing more respect.

Sonu: Sorry, my mistress, I meant I will serve your pussy with my cock. Please let me serve it…

Me: No need to hurry up Sonu. Now tell me, would you hump your mom fast by bouncing her big ass on your cock? Will you finger her gaping asshole and make her moans loudly? What about pushing your penis deep inside your mom’s asshole?

Sonu: No, please don’t excite me, mistress. Let my cock get a taste of your pussy. Please don’t stroke my cock anymore.

Me: Too late motherfucker!

After some time, I was able to melt Sonu’s cock and get all its cum on the panty. I collected all of it and placed the cum stained panty on Sonu’s face.

Me: Now go try fucking your mom your loser. I bet the best you can do is ejaculate on her face while she is sleeping…

I left Sonu alone after a humiliating session that refreshed my mood. Also, before leaving the house, I told Preeti that she should check her son’s room for a black bag placed on the shelf. That was my final revenge!

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