All Chapters of Mummies and their Badboys: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Caught Between Cock and Consequences💧💦😜I froze with Marcus’s thick cock barely pushing inside me, stretching my pussy just enough to make me ache for more. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought it might crack. The knock came again, sharper this time.“Elena? Everything okay? I can hear voices.”It was Dr. Hargrove, the department head. My boss. The man who could end my career with one phone call.Marcus’s dark eyes locked on mine. A wicked little smirk tugged at his lips. He didn’t pull out. Instead, he rocked his hips forward just a fraction, sinking another inch deeper. I had to slap a hand over my mouth to choke back the moan that tried to escape.“Answer him,” Marcus whispered, voice rough with lust. His hands gripped my hips tight, holding me right where he wanted me. “Tell him you’re busy. Or I’ll fuck you so hard the whole hallway hears.”I swallowed hard, my pussy clenching around the head of his cock. This was insane. Dangerous. But my body didn’t care. It wa

Kitchen Counter Claim💦🫦“Get your hands off me, Jake.”I tried to sound stern but my voice came out breathy as my stepson pinned me against the kitchen counter. The house was empty except for us. His dad, my husband, was away on another business trip. Jake knew it. He always knew.He smirked down at me, one hand on my hip, the other braced beside my head. “Why? You’ve been teasing me for months, Mum. Parading around in these tight little shorts while Dad’s gone.”My heart hammered. Jake was twenty-two, tall and built from years of gym and street fights, with tattoos snaking up his arms and a scar on his jaw that made him look dangerous. His dark eyes burned into mine. “I’m not your mum. Not really. And this is wrong.”“Feels pretty fucking right to me.” He pressed closer. I could feel how hard he was against my stomach. “You married my asshole dad for what? Money? Security? Bet he doesn’t fuck you like you need.”Heat flooded my face. I pushed at his chest but my fingers lingered on

Daddy at the Door💦🫦“Jake? Elena? You two still awake?”Richard’s voice came through the door soft but clear. My heart stopped. Jake’s cock was still half-hard against my thigh, his cum leaking out of me onto the sheets. We were both naked. The room smelled like sex.Jake’s hand clamped over my mouth. His eyes locked on mine. He mouthed the words “Don’t move.”I nodded, barely breathing.“Yeah, Dad?” Jake called out, voice steady like nothing was wrong. “Just watching something on my phone. What’s up?”Richard’s footsteps stopped right outside. “Elena with you? I checked our room. Bed’s empty.”My stomach twisted. Jake’s fingers tightened on my hip. He kept his voice casual. “She came in to talk about the house stuff. We were just finishing up. She’s heading back now.”Silence. Too long.Then Richard chuckled. “Alright. Don’t keep her up too late. Big day tomorrow. Good night, son.”“Good night, Dad.”His footsteps moved down the hall. The master bedroom door clicked shut.I stayed

Casserole, Cum, and a Knock Too Close💦🫦😜“Just a minute!”I yanked my yoga pants up with one hand, the other shoving my tank top down over my still-sensitive breasts. Tyler’s cum was already sliding down my inner thighs. The kitchen smelled like sex and rain. Mrs. Patel knocked again, harder this time.Tyler leaned against the counter, jeans still open, cock glistening. He didn’t look worried. He looked amused.“Hide,” I hissed.He smirked, zipped up slowly, and slipped into the pantry, leaving the door cracked just enough to watch.I wiped my face with the back of my hand, forced a smile, and opened the front door.Mrs. Patel stood there under a big umbrella, holding a covered dish. Her eyes flicked past me into the house. “Claire, dear. I brought the casserole. You said you wanted the recipe last week.”“Thank you.” I took the dish. My hands shook. “You didn’t have to come out in this rain.”She stepped closer, almost into the doorway. “Nonsense. Neighbors help neighbors. Is ever