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Lesbian MILF Seductress: Bride

bysilkstockingslover©

Summary:

A co-ed seduces a Sorority Mother and a bride-to-be.

Note 1:

Please note this story, like many of my others, could be any many categories. It could be in MATURE because of the MILF and even GILF plots that dominate the story. It could also be in the FETISH category due to the stocking theme that underlines all what the woman wear. It could also be NON-CONSENT/RELUCTANCE since a woman is slowly seduced. It is in the INCEST category because some incest occurs. But please be warned that this is an entirely LESBIAN story.

Note 2:

This story was inspired by a suggestion by Partisan.

Note 3:

Another special thanks goes to Steve B and Julia for editing and plot suggestions.

Note 4:

Another thanks goes to Estragon for his exhaustive copy editing services.

LESBIAN MILF SEDUCTRESS: BRIDE

My name is Bree. I am a Lesbian MILF seductress. I know that sounds cocky and arrogant, but it's true. One of my MILF subs wrote about her submission to me already (Lesbian MILF Seductress: Neighbor), so you may already know a bit about me. That story happened a few years ago, but this story just came to a climax last weekend. Now usually I decide to seduce a woman for any number of reasons: I think they are hot, they think they are better than me, or they have a position of power over me and I want that power shifted. But this time, it began over a dare of sorts. So if you are curious, keep reading and find out how I seduced a woman and made her submit to me in her wedding dress, on her wedding day...just one hour before she was to be married.

This story will be told from five different points of view:

Bree: 22 year old college student, just ending her third year

Maggie: 41 year old Sorority Mother and recent slut of mine and mother of Abby

Abby: Bree's roommate and Maggie's 19 year old daughter

Susanne: Maggie's 34 year old sister and mother of ten year old twins

Edith: Maggie and Susanne's 61 year old mother

1.OOPS: A DARE MADE; A DARE ACCEPTED

Bree lay on the king-sized bed of Ms. Maggie Parker, Sorority Mother of the Pi Alpha Pi sorority, as the same Sorority Mother lapped at the young college co-ed's shaved cunt. The very dignified, very proper, very disciplined Sorority Mother was still completely dressed in her conservative skirt, prim and proper blouse and taupe stockings. Her three inch pumps were still on her perfectly manicured feet and her hair, as always, was up in a bun, which while buried between the co-ed's legs was quite convenient. The Sorority Mother, at forty-one, was still very pretty, and as slim as she was at eighteen years of age. To Ms. Parker, there was nothing more important than perception. She always looked perfect; no one in the house would even begin to imagine that their Sorority Mother was a submissive lesbian slut to a twenty-two year old co-ed Mistress. Yet, there she was, on her knees, fully dressed, eating her Mistress's pussy.

Bree let out a long moan and came all over Ms. Parker's perfectly put together face. Bree said, "Keep licking Mommy, be a good slut."

Ms. Parker couldn't explain why being called Mommy turned her on so much, but every time the young Mistress said it, she got a tingle down below. As instructed, she kept licking, like she always did, knowing that Bree would not allow her to get up until she had multiple orgasms. As the first orgasm finished, Ms. Parker slid a finger into the young girl's very wet cunt and started to finger fuck her as she sucked and nibbled on her clit.

As usual, Bree`s breathing started getting heavier and also as usual she grabbed the MILF`s pretty face and shoved it deep into her oasis of juice. Ms. Parker lapped at Bree's cunt as best as she could and used the forced pressure on the young girl`s clit and hooked her finger inside, desperately searching for her Mistress`s g-spot. As soon as she found it, the pretty blonde co-ed squeezed her legs tight around the pretty MILF sorority Mother and had a mind-blowing second orgasm. An abundance of juice flooded out of the young powerful Mistress, coating her Sorority Mother`s face.

Bree opened her legs, allowing her slave to catch her breath. Bree smiled victoriously as she looked at the MILF, who just two months ago had fought so hard to not submit to her, now had a face full of cunt juice dripping down her chin and making a mess of her perfect face.

As Bree stood up to get dressed, having to get to class in twenty minutes, she said, "So slut, you are actually getting pretty good at pleasing me."

The humiliated Sorority Mother said, absurdly, "Thanks, Mistress."

As Bree pulled up her skirt she said, "And for someone who was so determined and uppity that you would not submit to me, you sure seem pretty eager to taste me. Admit it, slut, I have a power you couldn't resist."

Maggie sighed and stuttered before she frustratingly stated, "I-I-fine, you got me. I am weak. But that doesn't mean you have a power."

That is what Bree loved the most; the stubbornness of a slut who hadn't completely come to terms with the fact that she was a sub slut. Bree, now fully, dressed purred, "Are you questioning me?"

The Sorority Mother, although knowing she was too weak to fight the seductive beauty of Bree, wanted to see her fail. "I suppose I am. I know someone you could not seduce."

"Really," Bree said, drawing the word out long and curious, walking over to the MILF, still on her knees at the edge of the bed, "Do tell, Mommy-dyke."

Maggie blushed at being called 'Mommy-dyke', before declaring, "There is no way you could get my sister, Susanne."

"You have a sister," Bree purred and added, "and you want me to seduce her, obviously."

"No, no, no," Maggie disagreed, "I am just saying she is a pure, innocent, woman who would never submit to such carnal desires."

"Never say never," Bree teased, "Didn't you say a similar thing only a couple months ago?"

"Well, yes," Maggie stammered, "but Susanne is way stronger than me, in love with a man she is marrying in a couple of months and a great mother to her twin girls."

Bree, attempting to understand the whole picture, asked, "She is about to get married, yet has twin daughters?"

Maggie's facial expression shifted from confrontational to sadness as she explained, "Her first husband cheated on her while she was pregnant with the twins and Susanne divorced his ass and has been raising the twins by herself for almost ten years."

"I see," Bree said. She grabbed a brush from the night stand and ordered Maggie to get undressed.

Maggie argued, "But I have a meeting with the Dean in twenty minutes."

"Then you better be quick, slut," Bree instructed, not concerned about her whore's schedule.

Maggie, knowing by now she would not win this confrontation, hastily unzipped her skirt, flipped off her shoes, and took off her underwear, revealing her newly shaved cunt, another change at the request of her young Mistress. As usual, she kept on her thigh high stockings, Bree's fetish.

"You can keep your blouse on, my slut," Bree said, and added, "Get on the bed and spread your legs."

Maggie obeyed, looking at the brush and assuming what Bree had in mind for her. Bree joined her on the bed, and said, "Mommy, your cunt is pretty wet. Why? Are you wet because you want me to seduce your sister?"

"No," Maggie pleaded, although deep down she wondered if seeing her perfect sister show even a hint of weakness would be fun.

"I think it is," Bree said as she moved the long end of the brush to the MILF's wet cunt. "Do you want me to seduce your sister?"

The brush began to slide into the Sorority Mother's cunt and as soon as it did, coming was all that mattered. For Maggie, being a Sorority Mother and always being a picture perfect symbol of discipline and propriety had kept her from sexual pleasure for the past few years. Now that Bree had rekindled the fire that had been dormant for so long, Maggie had become constantly horny; unable to completely quell the fiery desires that filled her. She moaned as the foreign object slid between her pussy lips.

Bree began pumping the brush in and out of her latest conquest as she began planning her next conquest. "Slut, it will be your job to introduce me to your sister and do exactly as I tell you."

"Noooo," the MILF slut moaned, "Not that."

Bree pulled the brush out of her new slave and waited. As expected, the MILF begged, "Please put it back in, please keep fucking me."

Bree rubbed the brush on the Sorority Mother's clit and said, "Well then, are you going to help me seduce your sister?"

Maggie sighed, desperate to cum and no longer thinking straight. "Fine. I am meeting her this weekend to help her pick a wedding dress; you could bump into me there."

Bree smiled, knowing she had won yet again, and thrust the brush into her slut. "Deep down, you want me to seduce your sister. To have her submit to me, just like you did. Don't you?"

Maggie moaned, the fucking sensation filling her with pleasure. But her tone shifted to frustration, frustration of wanting to come and frustration from always being compared to Miss Perfect, "Yes, damn it, I do. She has always been the good girl, the one who could do no wrong. I would love to see her fall from grace."

Bree spanked the former ice queen on the clit, "Come for me Mommy."

Maggie began to quake as an orgasm began to shudder through her like a quake off the coast of California. She kept her mouth shut, desperately trying not to scream and let the whole sorority know of her slut submission. Bree pulled the brush out of the older woman's gaping cunt and presented it for her slave's lips. Maggie obediently opened her mouth and sucked her juices humiliatingly from the creative fuck-toy.

Bree let go of the brush, and said, "So do you still want me to seduce your sister?"

Maggie sighed and said, "No, I was just talking nonsense."

Bree smiled and predicted, "Oh you just wait, Mommy. I will have her submit to me on her wedding day, in her wedding dress." Before Maggie could respond, Bree winked and added, "See you later, Mommy-toy; I got to get to class."

As Bree reached the door she added one last parting shot, "Hey, I guess it is seduce a Parker MILF, get a Parker MILF for free." She laughed at her own joke as she walked out of the Sorority Mother's shrine.

After Bree left, Maggie let the brush fall out of her mouth. She couldn't believe what she had just done. She had just unleashed the most ruthless, manipulative and seductive girl she had ever met onto her sweet, about to be married, sister. She wondered how she could stop it from happening, but knew deep down that once Bree had her mind set on something, there was no stopping her.

2.FLASHBACK-A SORORITY MOTHER FALLS

Ms. Parker had a reputation for being the Ice Queen or an Iron Bitch; those were actually the names the majority of the girls called her when she was not around. Ms. Parker actually knew about the names and revelled in them. She was tough, but fair. She ran the sorority with an iron fist. She had gotten pregnant, when she was twenty-two and in college, to a loser one-night stand and she sure as hell wasn't going to let that happen to one of her girls. And, for the past ten years, she had an almost perfect record. Sure she had a couple of girls who had got knocked up, but they were quickly and quietly shuffled out of the sorority. Ms. Parker's sorority also had the highest GPA the past five years straight, and a reputation as one of the best, most loyal sororities in the country.

Every year there was a girl who challenged her, tested the boundaries and every year Ms. Parker had crushed her like a bug. Then came Bree...

Ms. Parker knew instantly who was going to be her pain in the ass, but Bree was third generation, and thus was a shoe-in if her marks were decent, which they were. Much to Ms. Parker's surprise, Bree was a model sorority girl the first two years...but then came the third year.

By Christmas, it was clear that Bree had an odd power. Many of the girls were dressing sexier, wearing thigh highs instead of pantyhose, and although she had not caught her in the act, she was sure she had been having sex in her room. Bree had other girls giving her foot massages, bringing her meals and a million other trivial, but slightly humiliating things. Ms. Parker had decided that once Bree returned from Christmas holidays, she would confront Bree once and for all. She even told her daughter, Abby, and fellow sorority mate, about her decision to confront Bree once the holidays ended. Abby adamantly argued with her that it was a bad idea, but Maggie had made up her mind. She was determined to put a stop to Bree's apparent dominance of the others.

Bree, having been expecting this confrontation, was already one step ahead of the Ice Queen. Bree had a small harem of sorority sluts at her beck and call and an ace up her sleeve as well.

Ms. Parker, dressed in her usual all black blazer, skirt, pantyhose and heels, knocked on Bree's room door.

Bree called, "Come on in Ms. Parker."

Ms. Parker took a deep breath, got ready for the confrontation and walked in the door guns a blazing. But what she saw when she entered the room stopped her dead in her tracks. There on the bed, fully dressed, was Bree, her legs spread wide. A girl, wearing white thigh high stockings and heels, was between her legs and under Bree's dress.

Bree looked at the Sorority Mother and asked, as if nothing out of the ordinary was currently occurring, "What can I do for you Ms. Parker?"

Ms. Parker composed herself quickly and said with fire and brimstone in her tone, "What the hell is going on here?"

Bree looked directly in the older woman's eyes, a smug smile plastered on her face, and explained, "I am having my cunt licked. Isn't it obvious?"

Ms. Parker was incensed. How dare this girl speak to her in such a way! How dare this girl do such an act in her sorority house! She roared, the Iron Bitch coming out in full force, "Don't you use such vulgar and inappropriate language in this house!"

Much to Ms. Parker's enraged shock, Bree laughed. Bree's smugness was still on full presentation as she said, "I'm sorry for saying cunt, Ms. Parker. Would pussy have been a more politically correct word?" Bree stared at Ms. Parker as she used her hand to push the unseen girl's head deeper between her covered thighs. She moaned, "Hmmm, fuck yes, keep licking slut. Don`t you dare fucking quit."

Ms. Parker had seen and heard enough. She walked over to the bed and began to pull at the feet of Bree's pussy-pleaser. ''Get out from there, now!" the Ice Queen exploded.

Bree, using a tone just as powerful, roared back, "Let go of my slave, now!"

Ms. Parker, shocked at having a girl talk back at her, involuntarily let go of the young girl's leg. The glare she gave Bree would have frozen Death Valley. Then there was a moment of silence. Two women playing a game of chicken. Who would break first? Meanwhile the girl in between them continued to please Bree's cunt, just a pawn in a much bigger game. Bree didn't break eye contact first, but she did smile first. She moaned, "Hmmmm, that's it slut, suck my clit."

Ms. Parker broke eye contact first. She grabbed both of the unnamed girl's stocking-covered legs and pulled hard. The girl, her face covered in Bree's juice, tumbled out from between her Mistress's legs and onto the floor. She looked at Ms. Parker and nervously greeted, "Hi, Mother."

Ms. Parker looked down at the girl who was just between Bree's legs. It took her a moment to connect the dots. To really understand what she had just uncovered. Her young, innocent, pure nineteen-year-old daughter was being used as a sex-toy by her most pain-in-the-ass co-ed. For the first time in years, Ms. Parker was speechless.

Bree broke the silence, as she asked, "So, Ms. Parker, are we done playing this game of who has the power. I am still horny and your daughter hasn't got me off, yet."

Ms. Parker, awoken from her daze, pulled up her daughter and said, "This ends now."

Bree stood up herself and said, in just as strong a tone, "I agree."

Ms. Parker surprised by the sudden change of heart could only muster, "Good."

Bree walked over to the pretty, MILF, Sorority Mother and said, her voice a sweet condescending whisper, "Maggie," making the name change obvious, a shifting of power bubbling just below the surface, "I meant this silly charade ends now."

"Excuse me?" the outwardly uptight repressed authoritarian questioned.

Bree continued, her hand on the Sorority Mother's arm, "Maggie, I know beyond that charade of uptight bullshit and proper feminine 1960's attire, is a nymph raging to get out. Like your daughter, you are secretly craving to be on your knees, begging to please me."

Ms. Parker slapped Bree's hand away, trying to get control of this bizarre situation. "You can pack your bags, Bree."

Bree laughed, "Really, you are kicking me out?"

"Yes," Ms. Parker responded adamantly.

Bree laughed again, "Are you kicking Abby out as well?"

Ms. Parker's confidence wavered immediately and Bree already knew she had won, as the MILF stammered, "Well-I-I..."

Bree, seeing the opportunity to turn the tides, went on the aggressive, "Because if I am getting kicked out, well obviously Abby would have to get kicked out too and that would not look good for her picture perfect image, would it?"

The Ice Queen was out of her element now. She quickly realized that Bree was right. She had to keep this quiet. She changed from outraged to conciliatory. She attempted to bargain with the clever co-ed. She gave a quick, I-am-going-to-kill-you look to her daughter, who was standing silently, cum juice drying on her face, before bargaining, "Bree, tell you what. If you and Abby don't ever do this again, I guess we can pretend this didn't ever happen."

Bree countered, her smug smile returning to her face, "Well Maggie, that is a really great offer, but truthfully I really like having your daughter as my personal plaything. I was actually thinking that I could add another."

Ms. Parker gasped, her propriety still attempting to shine through, "Bree."

Bree ignored the MILF's weak resistance as she continued, "Women like you are all the same. You act all goodie-goodie and proper on the outside, but inside you are a horny slut just dying to break out of your cocoon."

"I beg your pardon," Ms. Parker responded, her pride all she had left.

"You heard me. I know," Bree paused, backing up to her bed before continuing, "and you know," pausing again as she sat on her bed, "what you really want right now, at this exact moment, is to be on your knees, between my legs, begging in front of your daughter, to please your new Mistress."

Ms. Parker, aghast at the declaration of the arrogant co-ed and at the fact that her panties were damp, looked at her daughter and then back to Bree. She attempted to speak, but no words came out.

Bree opened her legs enough for the older woman to see her perfectly shaved cunt. Ms. Parker looked briefly, but quickly averted her eyes from Bree's cunt. Bree surprised Ms. Parker, "Abby, come and please your Mistress."

Abby looked at her Mother nervously and then quickly away, and began to walk towards Bree. Bree gave a triumphant smile as she stared at the MILF Sorority Mother.

Ms. Parker ordered as well, "Abby stop."

Abby did and was now the ball in the middle of two powerful women. She looked at both, unsure what to do.

Ms. Parker continued, her voice strong and unwavering, "Come to me now, Abby."

Abby stood still, her mind a mess of emotions.

Bree still smiled, "Abby, you have two choices, my slut. One, go with your Mommy and never again have the pleasure to be my slut. Or," she paused, her eyes finally leaving Ms. Parker and going directly to the young freshman co-ed, "you can be the good submissive lesbian slut you are and get over here and finish the task of pleasing my cunt. A job you were doing very well before we were so rudely interrupted."

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