Novels by laxu

His hands moved up to her breasts, squeezing and kneading them as he continued to thrust. The sensation was overwhelming, the feeling of his hands on her body sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. She had never felt so alive, so wanted.Her orgasm subsided, but the feeling of his cock inside her was almost too much to bear. She couldn’t remember the last time she had cum so many times, or felt this good. Her body was his to use, his to dominate, and she reveled in the feeling of being taken by her own son.Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in deeper. “Take me,” she moaned, her voice thick with need. “Use me, baby. Make Mommy cum again.”With a smirk, Jason leaned back, his hands still playing with her breasts. He watched her face, her eyes closed in ecstasy, as he began to move again. His strokes were slow and deliberate, each one designed

Her breasts bounced with each movement, and she watched his eyes follow them hungrily. She leaned forward, her hard nipples brushing against his chest through her shirt as she rode him harder, her voice a constant stream of dirty talk. “You want to watch Mommy cum?” she asked, her voice breathless. “You like how your cock feels inside me?”“Yes,” he grunted, his eyes never leaving her face. “I love it.”With a wicked smile, she leaned back, her hand moving between her legs to rub her clit. She knew that she would cum soon, that she could ride him until he was begging for release. Her movements grew erratic, her breath coming in short gasps. “That’s it,” she whispered, her voice was ragged.He watched her face, his own pleasure building as she worked herself closer and closer to the edge. When she finally came, it was with a

Jason’s eyes rolled back in his head as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around the tip. She could feel the tension building in his body, the muscles in his thighs tightening. “You’re so hard,” she said, her voice a mix of amazement and concern. “Do you think you can cum again?”He nodded, his breath coming in quick pants. “I think so.”“Good,” she said, her eyes locked on his. “You just focus on me and let go.”Her head bobbed up and down, her hand moving faster and faster. She could feel the wetness between her own legs, the fabric of her jeans growing sticky. But she pushed those thoughts aside, focusing solely on her son’s pleasure.“I’m gonna cum,” he warned, his voice tight with anticipation.Rebecca pulled back slightly, somethi

The room was silent except for the sound of her hand sliding over his skin, the occasional drip of water from the shower, and their mingled breaths. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with a blend of fear, discomfort, and something else entirely. Jason’s erection remained unchanged, a testament to the strength of the medication.With each stroke, she felt him growing more responsive. His breathing grew heavier, his body leaning into her touch. She knew she was getting closer to what he needed. “Just hold on,” she said, her voice soothing. “It’ll be over soon.”But as she continued, she couldn’t help but notice the way his hips began to move with her hand, the way his abs tensed and released. She pushed the thoughts away, focusing instead on the problem before her. She had to get him to climax; it was the only way to relieve him of this unwanted arousal.

Rebecca hummed along to the old rock tune playing on the radio as she chopped vegetables in the kitchen. Her kitchen was a sanctuary, filled with the aroma of simmering stew and the comforting sizzle of garlic. She was lost in her own world, preparing dinner for the family, her mind racing through the day’s to-do list.Suddenly, a voice pierced the air, “Mom!” It was Jason, her seventeen-year-old son, calling out from his room. She knew that tone; something was wrong. She wiped her hands on her apron and hurried down the hallway. “Jason, what’s up?” she called out, her footsteps echoing through the house.“Mom, can you come here for a sec?” His voice was strained, a mix of urgency and embarrassment. She paused outside his door, taking a deep breath to prepare herself for whatever teenage crisis awaited her. “Okay, sweetie, I’m coming in,” she said,

Spurred on by her words he drove harder, forcing apart the last inches of the tunnel walls and slamming in deep, his balls slapping loudly at her. She gasped and cried out, shuddering and convulsing in evident pleasure. He had heard that anal sex could be sore for the woman, but if it was his Mom was letting on, obviously any pain was dwarfed by the pleasure she was receiving. In and out he pounded, feeding her his huge dick, grunting with every thrust as she clawed at the wall, her hands slipping and sliding over it as she tried to get a grip. It wasn’t the best position, so he decided to take the initiative, pausing and pulling out, then before his Mom could complain grabbing her hand and leading her over to the dresser. “Bend over,” he grinned and he saw her smile in the mirror’s reflection as she complied. He reached down for his cock again, the other hand grasping her ass, “I’m going to fuck you until you’re raw,&rdquo

Grandma on My Lap Chapter 3As she said that my last long stroke had taken us both over the edge. Grandma was holding a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound and I was emitting a low groan as my cock kept twitching, pouring wave after wave into her.We collapsed, completely spent."Your grandad also used to call me his dirty little slut."I don't know why she had to tell me that but I was glad she did. "He was right. As you have just demonstrated you are a dirty slut." That caused her to chuckle.We were basking in the glow of a satisfying fuck when mother startled us with "Five minutes."I had almost forgotten she was there. Had she heard us? Were we too loud? We must be

Grandma on My Lap chapter 2She must have read my mind because she said "They should be in your mouth. That's not possible so you need to concentrate on my cunt." That shocked me even more. I had never even heard her swear before so using such a crude word left me stunned. I think she sensed my amazement. "I may be sixty but I am still a woman with needs. I am not sure if what we are doing is a good idea but since we are I want to enjoy it." I continued to work on her large nipples whilst I thought about what she had said.I had just placed a hand on her lap when mother shouted "Are you still OK in the back. The ride is not too hard for you?" That made me jump.Grandma laughed softly and wiggled her bum against my cock before replying "It's hard but I can take it." Nothing else was said. I was now concentrating on gettin

Grandma on My Lap Chapter 1It was going to be a busy day. My grandma Mary was moving into her new house and we needed to pick up her personal items from the old place. It was all the stuff my grandma would not trust with the delivery firm, she wanted it taken in the car.I am David twenty years old and my mother is Ann. Grandma is sixty and my mother is forty. The running joke in the family is that I need to have a child now to keep up the twenty year gaps. It would not surprise me if it was mentioned during the long time we would have to spend together in the car. I was needed for the heavy lifting and my mother for the driving and her skill in packing.My mother and grandma are very much alike in appearance. They are about five feet four inches tall compared to my five feet ten. Attractive faces are

Living with GrandmaMy name is John. I came from a broken home. My mother was an addict who went to jail for drug smuggling. My father is someone I never knew. So my single grandma took me in and raised me from an early age. She made me her child and proceeded to make me a man. I'm 29 years old now so that means I've been fucking her for a long time. Almost as long as I can remember.Grandma is the kind of sweet woman who can serve you a nourishing dinner as she gives you sage, motherly advice about almost anything and then turn around and sexily beg you to ram your cock up her fat ass. "Fuck me," she whispers with a sly smile that signals my cock to perform.For years all I've ever wanted was my grandmother's meaty maw of a hole to plunge my constantly throbbing cock into. I love the feel, the smell and the taste o

Grandma and me chapter 4Did I feel guilt? This was my fathers mother afterall, and I was really fucking her now. Fucking her like my ex-girlfriend and I would after a night out, when we were both drunk and high. Fucking this 60 something woman like she was an 18 year old College girl. All the porn I had ever watched was coming out of me, filling my mind with lust and desire to just do it all to this woman. In that moment, no, I felt no guilt. What made it seem so natural to me was that she wanted it so badly, my Grandma had been flirting with me, getting me stoned, making me horny, she had confessed to me her lust for me, and so this was natural. I was pleasuring a woman I loved, like I had loved Andrea, and who loved me. It felt so natural, but the taboo nature of it also made it feel so.fucking.good.I fucked her missionary like that what seemed like half an hour, sh

Grandma and me chapter 3We had smoked pot together!! Like I would with one of my buddies. We had talked for hours and hours, worked together on the farm. I was beginning to realise that Grandma has needs, and she badly needed to be satisfied.I hugged her back, tightly. I was beginning to lose all apprehension about her being my Grandma, I was forming a really deep connection with her. She was so open and liberal with me, sharing everything. "I'm here now Grandma, anything you need, I will help you" I said back into her ear. She purred at this, and began rubbing her pussy on my thigh. I found my hands falling down her curvy mature back, until I planted them on her big round ass. Her titts were mashed into my chest and I could feel her nipples harden. She looked up at me into my eyes, I saw nothing but love and comfort. "Jacob, you know I'm an older woman, and you are m

Epilogue"Death is only the beginning." Imhotep the Mummy.Michael watched the night passing by the window of the train. He was alone. His mother had been dead on arrival at the hospital and, despite attempts to resuscitate, she had stayed that way. It had been too much; taking Lucy with him would have put her in more danger. He had run without saying goodbye rationalising that he could contact her in her dreams once he was out of her way. So Michael was heading for New Orleans, alone with his sorrow.The train pulled into Danville, VA, at around half-past midnight. It was keeping to timetable, which would have them pulling in to New Orleans at half-past eight in the evening. He supposed he should get some sleep, but sleep was the last thing he wanted right now. With sleep came dreams and Michael ve

Chapter 44:I'm holding him here"You will be silent before your betters. You are not required to understand, only to hear our judgement and to receive it."Michael felt anger overcoming fear. "I don't know what you're talking about. What have you done to Julia? Was it your people who attacked my mother?" He took a step forward and two of the goons flanking the judge's throne stepped forward, drawing bulky-looking automatic pistols from under their jackets."We are the presiding judges of The Council," said the dark figure. "Ours is the power to seek out and pass judgement over all transgressors of the Council's Rule.""I know nothing about your Council or its rules.""Ignorance is no defence. Miss Cal

Chapter 43: hospital bedroomMichael had his hand between Lucy's legs, three fingers in her pussy, his thumb working her clit. Her tongue was pushed so far down his throat he swore she could lick the back of his tonsils. He could feel her coming orgasm in his mind and worked her pussy faster to push her over the edge. She screamed her climax into his mouth as another wash of headlights lit up Janine's bouncing tits and another motorist sounded his appreciation on his car horn.Michael felt Janine's orgasm starting in a far more direct way as her inner muscles tightened around his cock. She became frantic, bouncing up and down on his shaft like a maniac. Her eyes widened in climax just as another car drove around the corner. She could see the man behind the wheel, eyes wide at what he was seeing. His wife in the passenger seat looked incredibly shoc

Chapter 42:Get on top of me and then you can start fucking.Michael felt Janine's inner muscles starting to ripple around him and knew that she was also about to climax. She was tight to begin with and the added pressure was enough to start his balls tightening. He rammed into her hard; once, twice, on the third stroke he came, pumping jet after jet of semen into Janine's tight pussy. Janine's back was arched and her shoulders were trying to dig there way through the carpeted floor. Her tongue had gone from lapping playfully to rigidly pushing up into Lucy's cunt as the blonde came down off her high.Lucy stood and pulled down her skirt. Michael pulled out of Janine and wiped himself on the towel he had been wearing. Then he went to the dryer to pull out his clothes. Dressed, he glanced down at Janine and noticed the little white thong lying beside

Chapter 41:She was very tight"Do it, Janine, you know you want it. You're a slut and you want Michael to fuck your precious cunt with his big, thick, hard cock, don't you?" Lucy let go of Janine's blouse and the brunette began to undress. First the blouse fell to the floor, then her bra; her breasts were full with large areolas topped by thick, erect nipples. Then the zip of her hip-hugging pants was undone, sliding down between her buttocks, and the fabric was pulled down her legs leaving her wearing only a tiny white thong. As Janine reached for it Lucy stopped her, hooking her own fingers into the sides of the cotton garment and pulling it away from Janine's shaved pussy. "Naughty girl, Jan," Lucy breathed. "Shaving yourself like that. Little hussy."Janine was breathing hard and her eyes were shut. Michael stood and moved behind her, running h

Chapter 40:she wanted itMichael surfaced, gasping for air, and hands grabbed him, hauling him out. Lucy was there, fussing over him, so were some girls in bikinis. If he had been more aware of what was happening to him, the pressing of young, firm, wet female flesh against him would have turned him on. As it was all he was worried about was Brian. He was dimly aware that Janine had appeared and that she was kneeling beside her boyfriend. Brian's chest was working up and down; he appeared to be alive."There are towels and a drier in the pool house," he heard Janine saying. "I'll sort Brian out in the house." Lucy led him down the garden and suddenly he was in a building and Lucy was taking his clothes off. Naked, he slumped onto a chair and a moment or two later he heard a machine start up."That w