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Karen Ch. 06: Seducing Ken's Father

Thank you to BradCarpenter for editing this story.

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Ken's father was curious. His son had invited his girlfriend for the weekend. He was surprised and pleased. He loved his son, but Ken was a little bit nerdy. This kind of guy normally didn't befriend girls easily. Perhaps he could be a good husband someday, but at the moment Ken certainly bored girls. She probably is nerdy too, he thought, and they help each other out. Anyone's better than nothing...

When his son brought Karen into the living room, he soon decided that he had been totally wrong. There was nothing nerdy about Karen. She was slender, curvy, athletic and feminine. He stood up to greet her, and they shook hands. Karen's smile was disarming. Sweet dimples appeared on her beautiful face when she smiled.

"You must be Karen. You can call us by our first names. I'm Steve, and that's Ashley, my wife."

"Nice to meet you. It's really exciting to get to know you. I'm a little bit nervous; I have to admit." Karen answered.

"Relax, there is no reason," Ashley replied.

"I'm trying not to be too obviously curious." Steve smiled.

"And I'm trying to be not too obviously curious about you also." Karen's laughter sounded lucid and pleasing in Steve's ears.

They sat down in the living room and began to make small talk about this and that, the weather, school, holidays. It was a comfy atmosphere. One topic followed another with ease and without breaks. Karen seemed to be a good student in addition to her athletic activities. Steve easily imagined that she was the leader of the cheerleaders. Apparently, she had the right balance of guidance and friendship to run a team. He wondered again if she was his son's girlfriend and asked what she liked about Ken.

"Ken is so polite and generous," she answered. Then she grabbed Ken's head and kissed him affectionately on his lips. It was a short, innocent kiss but somehow passionate at the same time. Steve watched Ken melting and he had to look away. Steve thoughts went back to his high school days. He would have been the luckiest guy with a bombshell like Karen as his girlfriend, and felt a touch of envy. Did he think bombshell? Even if she was young enough to be his daughter, he had to admit she was a bombshell.

Steve felt a little tingle as Karen looked at him with her radiant smile, and her cute dimples appeared on her gorgeous face again. He had to look away again. When he looked back, she seemed to have a pleased smile on her face.

"I'm glad you found each other," Ashley's words broke the short silence.

They continued to chitchat while Ashley left to prepare the meal. Steve knew that Ken helped Karen with math sometimes.

"I'm not bad at math but I'm a little bit lazy. I don't need Ken's support anymore because I've solved my math problems with the willing help of my math teacher." Karen smiled from ear to ear, apparently satisfied.

She thanked Ken for his efforts and kissed him on the mouth again. This time it was three quick kisses, like an intro for a long and deep kiss. Steve didn't realize that he nibbled his lower lip when Karen hit him with a beaming smile after the kiss. Somehow, it felt like Karen was flirting with him. That was not a bad presumption Steve thought as he felt a tingle again. Ken must be really glad.

During the meal, the atmosphere stayed pleasant and talkative. Karen showed interest in the life of Ashley and Steve. She had a stunning wide-ranging knowledge of many things they talked about. That helped to keep the conversation flowing. Steve had to admit, it seemed like a miracle that Ken had this smart and beautiful woman as his girlfriend.

After dinner, Ken's parents stayed at the table while Ken showed Karen his house.

Ashley said, "I'm surprised, they seem to fit together very well. Karen is a beautiful and smart girl." Steve was pleased that his wife was also happy about the partnership of Ken and Karen.

When they came back, Ashley offered Ken and Karen some wine, and they continued chatting for a while. Karen wanted to know more about Steve's work.

Steve didn't often talk about his work. He worked as a machine builder in a big factory and needed specialized knowledge for his work. Steve was surprised at the depth of Karen's questions. Not used to having a chat partner about his work, he was soon lost in details of the attributes of different materials, about stretching and compression, and the benefits and problems of combining different materials.

Ashley wasn't uninterested in Steve's work, but soon she couldn't follow the mechanical and chemical details. Machines weren't her strong points. She couldn't take part in the conversation anymore, so she apologized that she was tired and had a little headache and went to bed.

***

"You must be very proud of your son, Steve." Karen smiled, which brought her cute dimples back.

"Ken is so polite, so helpful, so faithful. He has such a great sense of humor. He has such passion for making me happy." Karen slipped off the thin summer jacket she had worn the entire evening. Her yellow halter-top was held up by a small collar, and it exposed her flawless shoulders and long, well-defined, tanned arms.

Karen closed her eyes to give Steve the opportunity to look at her body some more without disturbance. She raised her arms and stretched her upper body from side to side like she was a little bit tired. She bent back a bit, and Steve could see a hint of her nipples pressed through the close-fitting fabric of her top. He liked what he saw.

When she opened her eyes, Steve had composed himself, barely. The sweet innocent smile was back on her face and she winked at Steve.

"I'm so glad, that I can give Ken such pleasure. I'm so happy that I can wrap Ken around my little finger with such ease and make him feel so good." She made a rotary movement with one index finger to punctuate her words. With her left hand, she grabbed Ken's hair. With her right hand on his chin, she ordered Ken to open his mouth. Her tongue entered his mouth and played with his tongue as she kissed him deeply. After a while, she released him. Ken breathed heavily.

Steve slid from side to side in his chair. He had sprung a boner from this unexpected short, sexy show. It wasn't the usual talk between a son's girlfriend and his father, and this kind of kissing wasn't expected behavior. He wasn't prepared for this turn. Since he couldn't find anything useful to say, he said nothing at all. Karen gave Steve a wink again.

Karen rested her right elbow on the table, laid her chin in her palm, and watched Steve with interest. Her left arm seemed to hang down.

"What do you like in women? Do you like it when she is smart or do you love the dumb ones? Do you like her to be independent, or do you like the feeling that she needs your protection?" She glared at him as if she was reading his mind.

That was a concrete question with easy answer options. In his confusion, Steve managed to say that he liked women to be smart and independent.

"Do you like women who take care of her man like I did for Ken?" She asked, watching Steve's reactions.

Steve looked at Ken. Somehow, Ken seemed mentally absent and didn't seem to follow their conservation.

"Take care?" Steve asked, unsure.

"I take care of his needs. Especially his sexual needs. I give him pleasure in ways he didn't think were possible. I'm very creative. Do you like women who take care of their men?" She winked at him again. Steve blushed, without knowing the reason.

"Yes, of course," Steve replied. Steve saw Ken's shivering and he frowned. Karen caught his gaze and glanced at Ken, too.

"Don't worry about Ken. He is totally okay, perhaps a little absent. And in a few minutes he will be even much more okay than now." Karen chuckled. Her mesmerizing dimples were back.

Steve couldn't push back the image of Karen fondling Ken's crotch during her conversation. It was possible. Her left hand disappeared under the table. This shameless fantasy turned him on. It aroused his fantasies, but it would be totally inappropriate.

Was there a rhythmical movement in Karen's shoulder? Didn't Ken's small upper body movements match the same pace? Weren't there small beads of sweat on Ken's forehead?

"Do you like women who take the initiative or more passive ones who wait for the actions of their men?" Karen continued her questioning.

"You like the active ones, am I right?" Her wink made Steve blushed again.

Wasn't that the sound of a zipper? Didn't Ken tremble? Wasn't there a quiet, rhythmic slippery sound? Was Karen's hand gliding up and down Ken's shaft? Steve had to take care that his fantasies didn't get too strong.

"Eh, yes. I like active women." He replied nervously and sighed, aroused.

"I like handsome and obedient men of all ages, who pamper me. It seems that our preferences fit together." Karen explained with a beautiful smile on her face.

"I like it when men drool for me and find me sexy. In fact, I like to make them drool and want me. I love to melt men down." She licked her upper lip like it was covered with ice cream.

Didn't Ken pant like he was being jerked off by the experienced hand of an incredible sexy and brazen woman? Didn't Ken claw his hands in the table like he couldn't hold back his...? Ken's whole body shivered. Ken grunted low, and his body reared like a horse. Was that white cream jetting higher then the table sperm? It had to be sperm, what else? Steve gasped. It was definitively sperm! Steve's boner pulsated uncontrollably in his pants. His mouth opened wide.

Karen watched Steve's reactions in satisfied amusement; her head rested in her right palm. Once Ken calmed down a bit, she lifted her head and licked the sticky fingers of her left hand. She lowered her hand back under the table. There was the zipper sound again. She cleaned her hand slowly with a napkin while watching Steve in his astonishment and arousal.

***

Both Steve and Ken blushed and avoided eye contact. They both felt they had done something very immodest.

"Thank you, Ken, you are so sweet. Please go to bed; I want to talk to your father now. I will join you in a few minutes." Karen ordered.

"Good night," Ken said mechanically and stood up. He tried to hide his cum soaked, smeary front side while he left the room.

Steve was benumbed.

Karen stood up, walked around the table, and massaged Steve's shoulders.

"You cock liked our little performance, didn't it?" Karen purred softly in his ear.

"Let me say that I don't plan to do anything that could jeopardize your family. I like you all very much! You, Ken, and your wife. Thank you for the lovely evening. I'm Ken's girlfriend, but he knows that he is far from the only one in my life. I can do whatever I want, and Ken won't stop me.

I liked very much performing for you. It was fun to bring you to a state of confusion, arousal and desperation at the same time. The arousal part wasn't so bad, was it?" She slid the fingers of one hand through Steve's hair.

"Again, I don't want to jeopardize your family. I like your wife and respect your marriage. But, I like risky play." She continued her massage.

"Listen, Steve. You are cute and handsome. I don't know why, but the idea of bringing you sexual pleasure intrigues me. I'm curious if you're able to stop me. It would be fun to play with a grown, married man. Don't you think it would be fun?" She slid her fingers through Steve's hair again.

She gripped his hair and pulled back his head and approached his mouth like she was going to kiss him. Overwhelmed, he trembled with a mixture of fear and arousal. She held his head in place for several moments. Steve lips parted to receive her kiss, but she didn't do it.

"It really will be fun." Karen smiled. Amused, she loosened the grip on his hair and continued to massage with both hands.

"Listen, boy, I like risks. I will visit you in your bedroom tonight after I take care of Ken's desires. It would be a good idea if you don't close the door completely so I won't make any noise. We don't want to be caught by your wife, do we? I guarantee I will be very quiet. And you will manage to be quiet also, won't you?" Karen was pleased with the helpless state of confusion Steve was in.

Steve didn't manage to answer; his thoughts blurred.

"Good night, boy, think it over." Karen released Steve's shoulders and left the room with a confident, feminine, and slow walk. She slid away as if she was on a catwalk, knowing that Steve sucked in every move she made.

After a while, Steve shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. He couldn't remember anything like that evening. Karen's sexy activities were nearly indiscernible when she first kissed Ken. Then Steve imagined she was kissing him instead of his son—kissing him fast on his lips. Short kisses to tease him. He grabbed his chin with one hand and dragged it down with light force. Willingly, he felt himself open his mouth and imagined a deep passionate kiss from Karen.

He remembered Karen wanking Ken. In his fantasy, he could see through the dining table. She'd looked innocent, amused, and inquiring as she wanked Ken. It was as if she was doing nothing special. He recalled her innocent sounding, but teasing words during her wanton hand job until Ken spasmed in orgasm. She had some kind of sexual power Steve had never seen the likes of before.

Ken was strangely happy with Karen, and Steve didn't want to hurt Ken. He also couldn't throw Karen out of the house without a good reason. He didn't want to admit to his wife how much he was turned on by Karen. He also didn't want Karen to tease him further. Somehow, Steve had to work it out, but he didn't have the slightest idea how to manage it. Karen had said that she didn't want to harm his family. That's a gleam of hope, he thought, and went to bed. It didn't help much as he heard a thumping sound and load moans from Ken as he passed his room on the way to his own bedroom.

He automatically closed the door before he quietly joined his wife. Then he realized that he had closed the door. he began to fear that his wife would wake up when Karen entered their bedroom. If Karen entered the bedroom, he corrected his thoughts. He opened the door a bit. It felt really crazy for him to open the door for a sexy nightmare that he didn't want to happen.

***

Steve was awake with a mixture of fear and arousal. He didn't want Karen to come into his bedroom, but he fantasized about her. His cock was half-erect the whole time. He questioned every sound he heard and there were a lot of sounds when everything was quiet. Suddenly, Karen was beside him, and he felt her hands under the blanket moving over his upper body.

"You shouldn't wear a shirt when you are awaiting me," Karen whispered in his ear. Steve helped her strip it off to avoid unnecessary movement in his marriage-bed. He felt her hands on his upper body again. She softly stroked his chest and found his nipples. It was a strange feeling, but his cock was hardening with every stroke. One hand left his torso and found its way to his pants to find his hard-on.

"You shouldn't wear underwear either. Take them off." He did as he was told. The hand wandered back to his nipple. She grabbed his nipple between her index finger and her thumb. It hurt a little, and he suppressed a moan. She went back to softly stroking his nipples. He wanted her fingers all over his body, but in a strange way, this was arousing as hell. His pelvis went up and down in the rhythm of her nipple teasing. His wife turned to the other side. Steve stopped moving his pelvis in fear that she would wake up. Karen didn't stop teasing his nipples. He wanted to beg her to touch his whole body and especially his rock hard cock. He wanted her to disappear and leave him alone. He didn't really know what he wanted, he had to confess.

His nipples became more and more sensitive. As she pressed his nipples between her fingers again, he couldn't suppress another moan.

"Shhhhh!" Karen ordered and continued her relentless teasing. He began to move his pelvis again up and down. Karen stop him, by laying one hand on it.

"Don't move, lay still." She whispered. Instead of moving his hips he begun to tremble relentlessly.

Ashley changed her position again, but Steve didn't know how to stop the reaction of his body. If she woke up, he could pretend some kind of illness, he hoped.

Suddenly Karen released his nipples.

"Twenty." She whispered in his ear.

Twenty what? Steve didn't understand.

Karen found his cock again and gripped it with one hand. She grabbed him by the hair with her other hand. With each stroke of wanking him, she counted in a quiet voice:

"One, two, three..." Her hand felt like molten metal on his eager cock. Somehow, her nipple teasing had made his cock more sensitive than he expected.

"Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine."

He had trouble breathing.

"Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen." He would bounce his head from side to side since, if she would loosen her grip on his hair. But she held it in a tight grip. Inwardly Steve thanked Karen for this grip.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen." He was covered in sweat. His whole body shivered. He was so close to an orgasm.

"Eighteen, nineteen, twenty!" She released his cock.

No! He was so close. She couldn't stop, could she? He had to cum so bad.

"Good night sweetheart." She placed a quick kiss on his lips and was gone.

He tossed from side to side the most of the night. He wasn't able to free his mind from sex with Karen, from getting teased and cumming like never before. Early in the morning, he found some uneasy sleep.

***

Steve normally didn't use an alarm clock on weekends. It would be strange, when he use an alarm clock now. He wasn't surprised after the nearly sleepless night that he woke up very late on Saturday. He didn't even know why he woke up. He felt like he had been steamrolled. Nevertheless, he decided to get up. He and his wife had plans for the day. After closing his eyes again for a few moments, he managed to keep them open even though he had to fight. Knowing that he was in danger of falling asleep again, he left the bed. Every bone in his body whispered to him, "Stay, sleep, stay..."

He dragged himself to the bathroom and locked the door. A really tired face looked back at him from the mirror. He made faces at it. First he shaved. That wasn't any better. He brushed his teeth, although he knew that it was useless before breakfast. Okay, this was a little bit better.

He had stripped off his shirt and his pants to shower when he heard a sound. Karen entered the room and locked the door behind her.

"This is a really nice way to lock a bath door. If someone collapsed in the bathroom, you would only need a coin to open it from outside. So you could take care of a helpless man." With few movements, she stripped off her clothes.

Steve gasped at Karen's sudden nakedness. As he'd fantasized, she was a real beauty and exuded sexiness. She closed the distance between them and pressed her naked body against Steve. Steve's cock pressed against her belly. She stood on tiptoes so she could rub her perky breasts against his chest. He was immediately turned on because of his already sensitive nipples. She placed his head between her hands and kissed him passionately while rubbing his nipples with her breasts. He got weak at the knees. She pushed him back and fondled his nipples with her hands.

Her big grin and her self-confidence made it even sexier for Steve, and soon he gasped and squirmed under her experienced and ruthless teasing. Steve didn't know what to do and was powerless to do anything.

"You really like strong, independent women," Karen said. "I have to go back to Ken; we're going to meet some friends. We'll be back for dinner." Karen stopped teasing his nipples, pressed her body against him, and kissed him.
She looked down at Steve's pulsating cock. "And don't wank! You don't want to know what I would do to you. Be prepared for tonight." She added with her confident smile. "You know no shirt and no pants. Keep cool and have a nice day."

She put her clothes on, unlocked the door, and left the room. After a few seconds, Steve hurried to the door and locked it. He didn't want anyone to come in while his cock poked in the air.

***

Steve was happy about the hours free from Karen's distractions. He hated that he lost every inch of self control when she took the lead. When he thought back, he found it incredibly sexy. He looked at Ashley. She was still a beautiful woman. He saw a lot of life experiences in her face. Every wrinkle had its own story. He loved it. She was athletic and had retained a slim body. Of course, the years hadn't passed without effects. Her body was more harsh than Karen's, but that had its own charm. Ashley's breasts were bigger but not so perky and firm as Karen's breasts. Ashley's nipples were smaller. But these differences didn't really count.

The real differences between the women weren't physical. Steve and Ashley had explored her sexuality during a long journey together. They had discovered their wishes and needs in a long process of trial and error. They had talked together frequently and reflected on the developments. They respected each other and stayed within each other's will. If one said that they didn't like something, the other wouldn't do it. It was so easy. But, it also meant that they didn't have to face their fears.

Karen was different. She seemed to look behind the wall of spoken wishes. Of course, she had explored him for a short time. But after that, she got in the lead. She didn't need to ask what he wanted. She didn't care what he thought he didn't like. She explored him and knew him better even than he knew himself.

He remembered that Ashley once had begun to tease his nipples. It didn't take long until he protested. He claimed that he didn't like it and he didn't feel it and he believed his reasons. But now he knew that this was totally wrong. He didn't want to admit that it had aroused him. He felt it was unmanly to be turned on by nipple teasing. Karen didn't care; perhaps she loved making him feel like a woman. She confronted him with his own sexuality with unerring confidence and got drunk in the experience of her power over him. He felt helpless thinking of her assurance and her knowledge.

When he looked at Ashley's face, he had a vision of Karen at the same time mocking and laughing at him. It wasn't a desirable perspective that this sexual nightmare would be continued. But he couldn't do anything about it. Somehow, it felt comforting to be forced to give up his will. His cock was rock hard.

***

Dinner passed without any remarkable incidents. Karen seemed sure that Steve was her helpless victim. Sometimes, she smiled at Steve in a confident and smug way and winked at him. Like a cat that had a mouse in the bathtub to play with, Steven thought. The cat would have all time in the world because it knew the mouse couldn't run away.

There was only one intervention by Karen while Ashley disappeared into the kitchen for a short time. But that hit him like a sledgehammer.

"Ken and I are going to have sex in the garden after dinner. You should have a good view from the balcony. You can watch us if you want." Karen suggested.

Steve couldn't find words to react to the proposal. He wanted to protest but wasn't sure that he wouldn't watch. Although, he did find it somehow inappropriate to watch her have sex with his son. It was so rude of Karen to invite him to watch. He didn't recognize that he avoided the responsibility for his own actions with that thought.

After the dinner, Ken and Karen soon disappeared. Steven had a small conversation with Ashley but had trouble concentrating. His mind wandered to Karen and Ken in the garden. It was pointless for him to continue the chat. He offered to clean the kitchen in hope that Ashley wouldn't insist on helping him. He felt relieved when she accepted his offer.

"That's so generous. Thank you very much, Sweetheart." Ashley kissed him and went to bed. How could it be that I have become such an asshole in such a short time, Steve thought as Ashley left happily.

He hurried to clean up but tried to do the work carefully. Then he hastened to the balcony. The thought of not accept her immoral offer vanished without a trace. If he didn't make any noise, perhaps Karen and Ken wouldn't notice if he watched. He could deny it afterward.

Ken and Karen were standing in the garden within sight of the balcony. They had switched the terrace light on so Steve could see them clearly. He watched them from the side. Karen stood behind Ken. She pushed her breasts against his back. She played in Ken's mouth with the fingers of her left hand. With her other hand, she played with Ken's cock. Karen waved in Steve's direction a short time after Steve entered the balcony. Was it the noise of the door or could she see him in the darkness? He didn't know. He wasn't even sure that she really knew that he was there.

She stuck her fingers in Ken's mouth again. Then she tipped the upper side of Ken's cock with the fingers of her right hand. It reacted as it was spring steel. Steve gulped. Ken's cock was bigger than he thought. Yesterday, Ken was his little son and today a grown man. Karen tipped his cock harder. It teetered higher in the air. The whole time, she whispered something in Ken's ear that Steve couldn't hear. Karen grabbed the cock with her whole hand and began to pump it in a steady rhythm. Ken seemed as if it was difficult to stand upright. His knees quivered. Karen held Ken with her left arm around his chest. After some more strokes, Ken came violently. Steve saw four or more spurts of the glistening sperm leaving Ken's cock reflected in the veranda light. She did this with such ease, Steve was totally thrilled and had to adjust his throbbing cock in his pants.

Karen released Ken and pointed to the ground where they had placed a blanket. Ken laid down on his back. Karen waved her hand again in Steve's direction and pointed to Ken's crotch. Ken's cock was soft after his massive orgasm. Steve thought he saw her big smile. She placed her feet, left and right, beside Ken's hips. She turned her front side in the direction of the balcony. Karen seemed to continually talk to Ken while watching in Steve's direction. She bent her knees very slowly. While she lowered herself, Steve saw in awe that Ken's cock came to life again without being touched. After nearly two minutes, her crotch reached the tip of Ken's now very erect cock. She sat down until she engulfed his hard-on completely in her pussy without changing her speed. She waved happily to Steve again. She didn't move her hips, and her gaze didn't leave the balcony. Steve could observe her broad smile, even in the darkness of the night. After a short time, Ken threw his head from side to side in ecstasy. What was she doing to Ken? He could only imagine that she flexed her inner muscles again and again on Ken's cock. Could she have such control over her body? And could she have such control over Ken's body? She waved to Steve again and began to move up and down on Ken's cock. She let him almost out only to engulf him again completely. Suddenly her upper body spasmed but she didn't change the speed of her movement. Was it an orgasm? Steve didn't know. After some more bumps, she released Ken's cock completely. Some seconds later Ken's sperm splashed against Karen's cunt.

"That was porn." Steve thought in awe. Nobody wants to see the man in porn movies orgasm inside the snatches or the mouths of the women. That could be a faked orgasm. Men want to see the real thing. They want to see the sperm as a sign the man in the movies really came.

Karen rose higher until she stood. She placed one foot on Ken's chest and raised her arms in a victory pose. She looked so big, so powerful, and so impregnable at that moment. Steve thought he didn't have a chance to refuse this—goddess. He tiptoed back into the house. Somehow, he felt beaten. He took off everything and went to bed to wait for her. There was nothing else he could do.

***

He waited a long time. His permanent horniness sapped his energy, and he felt asleep after a while. He woke up to the touch of Karen's hands teasing his nipples. She did it in the same way as before. Soon, Steve was a quiet whimpering pulp. He felt like he couldn't stand the ruthless teasing anymore and grabbed one of Karen's hands. He placed it on his rock hard erection.

"Don't dare try to order me ever again," Karen whispered while closing her hand around his shaft.

"Fifteen," she told Steve.

Fifteen? That wasn't enough. He was close to an orgasm after twenty strokes yesterday, but fifteen strokes wasn't enough to make him cum. While he protested inwardly, he shook like a leaf. He strained to suppress moving, while Karen wanked his cock. Fifteen strokes would leave him much hornier than before. That was so cruel. His sperm splattered out of his cock as he had a massive orgasm and could barely suppress a loud scream.

"Five," he heard Karen's voice.

She paused until his orgasm was gone. Then she strengthened her grip on his penis and continued wanking like nothing happened. His already hard cock had become sensitive, and now it hurt.

"Six" Karen declared.

He clenched his teeth together in pain and threw his head from side to side. No! This cruel bitch. But he didn't dare to try to stop her merciless wanking. After she finished the fifteenth stroke, his cock hurt like it had been rubbed with emery paper. She had punished him because he had tried to command her, he was sure. He would never try to order Karen again, he swore.

"I'm not done with you yet," Karen whispered.

She again teased his nipples. He wondered why they were much more sensitive after his orgasm. Soon they hurt at the slightest contact of Karen's hands. He reared up as his body tried to avoid her touch, but his mind didn't want to avoid her touch. He was sure this was a part of his penalty, and he didn't want to make her upset again.

***

Ashley lay in a fetal position with her back facing Steve. Suddenly, Karen reached across Steve's body and petted Ashley's back. Ashley moved a little bit in her sleep. Then Karen scratched her fingernails over Ashley' back. This time Ashley stretched out and seemed to wake up. Karen left the bedroom quickly and noiselessly.

Steve didn't think that Karen had expected the things that happened then.

Ashley turned around and faced Steve in the darkness.

"Hm, what's up?" Ashley asked.

"Ehm, I, I wanted to touch you." It was the first excuse that crossed his mind.

"Why? You wanted to wake me up, didn't you? I felt your fingernails on my back," Ashley continued.

"Perhaps you are right," Steven admitted.

"Could it be, that my lovely man woke me because he wants to have sex? You know that this isn't the right way to treat the woman you love?" Ashley reached her hand to touch her husband.

She fondled his chest and by chance caressed his overly sensitive nipples. Steve reared up.

"Hm? What's that? Is my man really horny, that he couldn't help himself?" Ashley asked and fondled his chest again. She wanted to find the action that had brought the massive reaction. Soon, she realized the reason.

"Your nipples, uh? You said you don't like it. But you clearly reacted strongly when I teased them. Why did you say you don't like it? You think it is unmanly to get teased like this, right?" Ashley continued her teasing. Steve grunted.

"But if it is unmanly, you are unmanly, aren't you?" Ashley continued in a mixture of surprise and spirit of research.

"Your body shakes very violently when I do this." She stroked his nipples again. Steve's hips moved upwards.

"What would happen if I pinched your nipples between my fingers?" Steve didn't want her to do this but couldn't find a way to stop her.

She pinched them. Steve grunted louder and pushed his pelvis up and down.

"Is it possible that this arouses you?" Ashley asked, amused.

Soon she'll touch my cock, Steve thought in panic. She'll realize that the bedclothes are full of cum. In a panic, he floundered to turn the bedclothes down. Ashley interpreted this as an invitation.

Ashley's hand found his cock.

.

"You are rock hard. From just this little teasing?" Her other hand stroked over his nipples, and he reared up again.

"That is so cool, my manly man." Ashley continued. "When I do this, your body is shaking." Steve reared up in response to her teasing.

"Why is your cock so hard?" Ashley went on with a mocking tone. "Are you turned on by the presence of Ken's girlfriend, the bombshell?"

Ashley licked her tongue over one nipple and nibbled softly at it. Steve moaned loudly.

"That's okay with me; she really is a beauty. You're allowed to dream of her, but I'm your wife." Ashley grabbed Steve's hand and lead it to her crotch while continuing to tease his nipples with the other hand.

"What does it mean that my pussy is so wet? Perhaps I'm horny, too? My lovely man is a lucky beggar." She placed herself on top of Steve and stroke his cock head with her cunt.

Who the hell knew why she was being so playful. Possibly, she instinctively enjoyed his helplessness and her unexpected power over him. Normally, he would stop her before he lost control, but he was far beyond that point.

Ashley's hands found his sensitive nipples again and pitched them. Steve whimpered in pain and pushed his irritated cock into his wife's waiting crotch. His whimpering got louder. She let her weight drop on Steve's pelvis and forced him back to the mattress. Then she moved up until she nearly released his cock again. Ashley laughed out loud.

"It feels like I have a remote control." By teasing his nipples, she forced him to push his cock in her wet snatch again.

She began to fuck him in a steady rhythm. Steve felt a mixture of pain and sexual sensation. Her fucking got harder. Steve felt like a helpless piece of meat, unable to stop her. After some minutes, her upper body dropped on Steve during her mighty orgasm. She screamed in passion. Then she paused for some moments.

"Oh, that was so fine. I want to do it again, my manly man," Ashley sounded ecstatic.

She bounced on his bruised cock with ruthless force again. Her second orgasm seemed to be even stronger than before, and it took some time until she recovered.

"That is so much fun, my lovely fuck toy," Ashley jubilated. "Let me see, what I can do to thank you for being such a manly man."

She continued to fuck Steve much softer now, so the sexual sensation prevailed over the pain. She couldn't deny herself caressing his nipples sometimes. His reactions were so much fun for Ashley.

In a way, he felt like she drove him in a slow spiral, higher and higher, until he was close to his own orgasm.

"Come on, my manly man. Mummy wants your cum now. Be a good boy, come on, come on. Don't try to hold it back. You can't hold it back when I want your cum. I am going to suck it all out. When Mummy wants you to spurt into her, you will spurt into her greedy pussy. Come on boy! Cum now, be a good boy, cum NOW!"

He collapsed under her and orgasmed until he was totally spent. His softening cock slipped out with a slurping sound.

"How could I have missed all these years how much fun it is to play with you like this?" Ashley shook her head in mocking astonishment. "Good night sweetheart." She kissed him softly on his lips. He could feel her satisfied grin. Then she went back to her fetal position and soon fell asleep.

It was a really crazy night. Although he was totally spent, it took some time to find sleep. It wasn't easy to sleep when your world was turned upside down.

***

Steve woke up a couple of times but fell back asleep nearly immediately. He felt like someone had tied him up in bed. Very late on Sunday morning, he found the energy to get up. Staying in bed wasn't a solution. His body felt worse than the day before. His cock was bruised, and his nipples were burning. He dragged his body to the bathroom and locked the door. After a short time, someone knocked on the door.

"Hi, it's Karen. Let me in," Karen demanded.

Steve sighed. What else could he do? He opened the door, and Karen strolled in. Steve locked the door behind her and looked at her. She was fresh and brimming with energy. It seemed unfair to Steve.

Karen approached Steve. She pulled Steve's pants down very carefully. She stretched the waistband to free his soft cock without hurting him.

"How was your night?" She asked while watching his bruised penis.

Steve sighed again.

"I want to hear all of the details." Karen insisted. "Ashley woke up? I'm right, am I not?"

"Yes," Steve answered uncommunicatively.

"Come on Steve, I don't want to drag it out of you piece by piece." Karen scolded him.

"She woke up and thought I want to have sex," Steve answered.

"But you came seconds before she woke up," Karen threw in.

"Yes, but she accidentally caressed my nipples and my body reacted very violent," Steve declared. It didn't make sense to him to lie to Karen.

"Did your hips move up and down?" Karen guessed.

"Yes," Steve admitted.

"Come on Steve, did she notice that your nipples are your weak spot?"

Steve sighed. "Yes, she wondered about my reaction and searched for the reason. Soon she noticed that her touch on my nipples... She liked it that she could cause such heavy reactions and she did it again and again. She enjoyed her newfound power very much, and it turned her on. And it turned me on so much. Then we had sex together."

In a broader sense, this was true.

"Don't lie to me. I heard your loud groans as she fucked you, and you were helpless."

"Yes!" Steve burst out.

"And you loved it?" Karen persisted.

"Yes, I didn't think that Ashley could be so determined, so strong, and so self-confident. She was in total control." Steve blushed.

Steve's cock hardened while recalling the last night.

Karen moved one hand quickly as she went to grab Steven's cock. Steven backed away in panic. Then he panicked again because he had refused her. He knew she would punish him if she was displeased with him. Steven was happy as Karen laughed out loud.

"I'm sorry Karen. Please don't touch my cock. It hurts so much," Steve begged.

"But I can be very gentle to your bruised cock. I could moisten your cock all over with my warm saliva. It will feel incredibly soft when I put it in in my hot mouth," Karen offered.

Steven looked at his twitching cock in disbelief and frustration. It felt like his own cock cheated on him.

"Oh, your cock twitched. Think about my soft wet mouth, twitch!" Steven's cock seemed to follow Karen's order.

"You know that I could lead you to a very hurtful orgasm when I want, and you could do nothing about it? Twitch!" She insisted contently.

"Yes, I know. I couldn't do anything about it. Please don't do it, Karen." Steve blushed.

To be powerless was one thing; to admit it and speak it out loud was another thing. When you said something out loud, it became much more real than if you only knew it in a dark corner of your brain.

"I've decided to be generous." Karen smiled.

"Take your time for three or four days to recover. Then I expected you to call me. You can get my number from Ken. Arrange a meeting at your home with you and me alone." Contentedly, she strolled out of the bathroom.

***

Steve was happy that Ashley also left him alone for some days. She too probably wanted him to recover. He often had an erection that hurt his bruised cock in these days. But he slowly recovered.

He looked at his wife. She seemed to have grown after controlling him in bed. She seemed to be much more proud and self-assured. She was so alluring in her beauty and her confidence. She seemed so powerful. It was so hot that she had fucked him so mercilessly. He bit his lips. There it was it again, a hurting erection. He needed to think of something else.
Getting Karen's telephone number from Ken was an unwanted task. Steve feared that Ken would be angry with him. He met Ken in his room and asked him. It was unpleasant for Steve that Ken asked him for the reason. Ken knew well what Karen could do. She even used Ken to seduce Steve. Surely, he knew more or less what she had done to Steve and why he wanted her telephone number.

It was hard to speak the truth out loud. But it didn't make sense to lie to Ken or to forge excuses.

Ken didn't act surprised. Steve was thankful for that. Steve was glad that Ken told him that he was not angry with him. Ken told him that Karen could do what she wanted. He also told Steven that he trusted Karen and knew that she respected their family cohesion.

Steve asked why Ken invited her to their house and let her do such dirty things.

"You are unable to stop Karen, when she want something. What do you expect from me?" Ken countered immediately.

Ken was so right and Steve was ashamed about his stupid question.

Later on Steve was glad about the talk. He had gotten to know that Ken and Karen were really good friends and Karen respected him. Ken told him some details of the relationship between Karen and him. Ken even told him how she trained her sex skills with his help. Steven was glad and proud that his son could talk about sex with him. That was unusual between men, and even more unusual between a father and his son.

On Thursday, Steve's wife was to have a date with a friend. Ken agreed to leave the house on that afternoon. Steve was glad when Karen confirmed the date. He was overwhelmed in her presence. He wanted to meet her, he had to admit.

Karen told him during the call that she and Ken would need a car for the next weekend to make a trip. Steve didn't expect difficulties with Ashley when he offered their car to Karen and Ken. Ashley would see this as a generous and altruistic action.

The upcoming date with Karen increased the frequency of his unwanted erections. Gladly they didn't hurt anymore.

***

Steve opened the door, and Karen entered their house. She was dressed in a long coat that didn't reveal any skin. That didn't keep him from finding her incredibly sexy. Steve knew her beautiful body was beneath her clothes. For him, her dressing style was only a demonstration of her power. Could she really do everything she wanted?

"Strip naked," Karen ordered as she entered the house.

Steve followed her order without hesitation. With amusement, Karen watched his half-erect cock stiffened to full hardness. Then she took him by his hand and led him to his bedroom. She sat him on a chair. He watched her as she slowly stripped.

"Lay down on your bed," She ordered. She placed herself on his belly and begun to tease his nipples.

"I will show you what a horny helpless bitch you really are." Soon he was whimpering, and his cock jerked back and forth in the air in anticipation of her teasing. She looked so adorable with her flat belly, her feisty firm breasts and her big nipples. They were as big as pencil rubbers.

"Looking at my breasts?" Karen asked. She fondled her breasts with her hands. "These are real breasts and these are real nipples to subdue men. With these breasts, I could transform men into begging pulp."

Steve didn't find any reason to argue. She rose up and ordered him to follow her. His cock throbbed and precum leaked out of it while he admired her long legs and her perfect, round, tight ass.

In the bath, she ordered him to look at himself in the big mirror. She placed herself behind him and pushed her breasts against his back. She continued to tease Steve's nipples. She watched him over his shoulders in the mirror.

"Look at you. You are a horny bitch. That's all I need to do to force your cum out of you. You will cum like never before. There is nothing you can do about it. You are pudding in my hands." She continued her teasing. Her teasing was casual and effortless. His whole body trembled and shivered.

"That's all I need to do. You know, the number of today is zero. I think you knew it already.

Try to resist me, try to stop me. You are unable, and you don't want to stop me. You want everything I want, am I right?" Karen asked.

Steve managed to nod.

"Look in the mirror. You are so close now." Indeed, it seemed that his shaking had reached a whole new level. Perhaps he couldn't stand if she didn't hold him.

"I could make you explode any moment now, but I want you to feel very special." She reduced the force of her nipple teasing.

She was so right. Steve felt like he was raised slowly into the air by many hands. He was on the edge but felt unwilling and also unable to cum without her wanting it. She continued teasing him for a long time.

"You are ready all the time, I can feel it," Karen breathed in his ear.

"You are unable to stop me. You crave me to let you cum." Karen added.

Steve whimpered and nod in agreement.

"Beg" Karen ordered.

"Please, Mistress Karen, please, please, please make me cum!" Steve sobbed.

"Hm, you are pleasing me." She continued her ruthless teasing.

"Zero!"

With a loud groan, he felt his sperm squirt out. He closed his eyes. When he opened them, he saw his sperm had splashed against the mirror. He didn't think he had ever come with such force.

Karen supported him as he slowly dropped to his knees. "Feel how I drained you, how I drained your sperm and your power, and how good it feels. Feel your powerlessness. It is like a small warm death."

Steve passed out.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in the bathroom. Karen had covered him with a blanket, so he didn't chill. Karen sat on the floor and had placed his head on her lap. She softly petted his hair.

"Thank you very much, sweetie. I reached my goal, and it was so much fun. I subdued a lucky married man, and he was unable to resist me." Karen declared. "This evening will always be a part of your sexual dreams, but I won't do anything like this again to you. You'll probably regret this, but I'm sure you'll feel relieved, also."

She placed his head carefully on a pillow. He didn't have any idea when she got it or how long he was passed out. She stood up and cleaned the mess he had made.

Steve was deeply grateful. He couldn't imagine how he would find the energy to clean up the room. And the bathroom had to be cleaned before Ashley came back.

Karen finished cleaning and helped him up. She supported him while she took him to the bed.

"Steve, listen. What you experienced is not primarily my power. What you experienced is you. I only pushed the right buttons. You fell under my control because a part of you wanted it. I helped you to explore yourself. You surely didn't get this deep feeling before, but you can get it again. It is up to you. You know now you can feel like this, and you will do it again. I'm sure your wife is eager to explore your newly discovered deepness. She tasted blood already. I think, you will get to know Ashley in a whole new way."

Steve didn't think this way before. Somehow, it sounded logical. He remembered very well the expression of pacification on Ashley's face after she fucked him. He felt safe and secure and watched his future with confidence. Perhaps he couldn't tell his wife what happened, but he was sure that he loved his wife, and they would have an eventful future together. Karen stroked his hair softly, and he fell asleep.

ken's   father   seducing   karen  

Mar 22, 2018 in femdom

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