Busty Mom Son Novels & Stories

Lilian stubbornly retorted, “She was carrying my son’s child! Of course, we’ve seen her! How could we not?!” The comment section unleashed another wave of attacks. [What, is her daughter actually a man or something? Because that’s the only way ‘seeing her’ would change anyone’s mind. What nonsense!] [The mother is just as bad as the daughter because she raised her!] I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white. "I told you already! My daughter could never abandon a baby!" Lilian raised her voice and responded, "Fine! Since you still won’t admit it, I’m bringing out the third piece of evidence!

Her Mom, stated as she fixed the stuff beside her bed. From her mom’s expression, she knew that her mom really liked Little Quentin and she was being honest about it. "He’s really hard to put to sleep, just like our smelly sons too." Her father’s expression scrunched up as he remembered the old days where he had to literally bind down his sons on the bed just to stop them from playing around. It was like playing a game of tag every night for him and his sons. "But you still have the best touch with the kids, even after so many years." Her mom responded to her dad. Her dad showed a beaming smile as he realized how true her mom’s words were.

Me, my husband Dominic, and our daughter basking under the Bermuda sun, pretending—for a few days—that the world was soft and safe. When we returned, I suggested we stop by the Hale for dinner with Cassian. My son. The one I hadn’t seen in nearly a month. He was running the family’s casino now, carrying the weight of our name on his shoulders like he was born for it. Dominic begged off. Said he was tired, needed rest. So it was just me and Elara who made the detour. The Hale had never been my scene. Crowded. Flashy. Thick with money and danger. Even after marrying into a mafia family, I never quite grew used to the shadows it cast. But motherhood has a way of softening your fear. And I misse

Mom was in a rather youthful attire, wearing a pair of high-waisted hot pants today. Despite being in her forties, Mom still had the body of a 20-year-old, probably because she only had me. She exuded the charm of a mature lady. That was probably why Bryan screwed her. “I need a word with you, Carys,” Mom uttered out of the blue. I was still shell-shocked by it all. She took a glance at Bryan. “I’m pregnant.” I dropped my plate with a plop. Getting down to the floor, I immediately picked up the broken shards while my mind replayed what Mom had just said.

Once again, she tried to steer the crowd's attention back to me. She was ready to burn everything down, but I didn't care. When Mom realized I wasn't reacting, she had no idea how to continue her performance. Once the two of them were finished with their little duet, I spoke up calmly, "I think that's my line, Mom." I connected my phone to the massive screen in the lobby to play the footage of Ellie and Mom's conversation by the gates that day. The camera clearly captured their unusually bloated faces. When Mom saw herself on the screen, her complexion drained instantly. Just as she wavered, the screen carried a voice.

“ Hurry up old man… “ After hearing Black's pissed voice, with a smile on his face, he obediently walked towards his son after kissing her forehead gently. He saw Black on the sofa, sitting elegantly as if he was a twenty year old business tycoon. Well, this father and son are almost completely similar. “ What do you want to say young boy? “ He asked while sitting in front of his son. Black crossed his arms and legs, then he stared at him fearlessly. This made Fergus smiled in an instance. Ohw! His son is truly adorable. “ I want to make a deal with you old man. Mommy didn’t told me anything but I have observed that my mommy is always tired. “ Black furrowed his eyebrows. “ You told me that

"A surprise for Mr. Gardner's precious son. I can't wait for the day he discovers it." In the comments, confused strangers asked questions. [Does your boyfriend have kids from a previous marriage?] Samantha, posting under a kitten avatar, replied: [He does, but I'll be taking over as the child's mom soon.] She added a row of blushing emojis. Then, there was the most recent video, uploaded the day I left for my trip. It was taken from the storage room of our house. Samantha leaned against the door with a selfie stick, smiling sweetly at the camera.

My mom greeted with a blooming smile which was fun to see from her but then I hated that she even called me son right in front of this young guy who she just fucked. “Shit, you ‘bout to catch a flight?” The guy named Jackson asked when he saw my mom in this tight jeans. “Huh?” My mom appeared to be confused. “Cause that apple bottom makes me wanna take a bite!!” “Oh, you silly, silly boy.” My mother, a woman in her forty’s jumped on the guy who physically looked like he’s just five years older than me. Is my mom even okay? I know she still got those pot smokes in her head, maybe some coke powders too but that Jackson guy could be her son.

"Yes! Suck your mommy's tits, baby! Fill her up with your giant cock!" Her son picked her up by her ass and slammed into her once again, this time extremely hard. He pulled her by her round, perfect ass into his pistoning cock. Her wide hips moved up and down his length as mother and son fucked each other's brains out. "Oh god, oh god, OH GOD" Alison screamed as she neared her climax. "I'm about to cum baby! Your mother's cumming on her son's giant cock!" she gasped as her climax crashed over her in waves of pleasure.

That was all he could say. Sean repeated, “I really don't have a father.” Felix was furious. Wasn't that too much? His father was busy but his son no longer considered him a member of the family? Why was this boy going so far? Felix began to stare strangely at Sean, looking rather annoyed. “Don't be like that! Your father-” “I only have a mom. I only live with mom and aunt.” Those words shocked Felix to death. He swallowed desperately in shock.