Cerita Dewasa Mamaku Selingkuh Novels & Stories

-Why don’t you start by imagining my fingers trailing down your body, slowly, until they reach the spot where you’re aching for attention? I bit my lip, feeling myself getting turned on already. I closed my eyes and took off my top and then my bra, discarding them on the floor. I reclined into my bed, but then I sprang up and walked over to my door. I turned the key in the keyhole, locking the door. I didn't want my mom to walk in on me like last time. Before getting on my bed, I took off my shorts, leaving me in nothing but my panties. I ran my hands from my stomach till I got to my boobs. I swirled my right nipple between my thumb and my index finger and the pleasure shot through my body

“ I know that you are finding it so hard to believe me right now , but that is the truth and I mean it , I am not joking when I said that . Angel slowly pulled her hands away from me and stood up . She walked towards her window and turned to face me . “ you lied to me “ I’m sorry “ I whispered, letting out those soft tears . “ you fucking lied to me , I asked you and I told you to promise me it wasn’t a lie and you looked at me straight in the eyes and lied to me , what are you even saying ?” I don’t get you rissa , I just don’t and I can’t seem to wrap my head around what you have just told me , how can you be having sexual intercourse with the same man that's married your mom . How could y

Lucia asked suspiciously and that question made everyone look at me. "No..-." "Mama doesn't even see men. She told me that she would never cheat on papa even if he was working outside the country. She told me that he is working for us." Adam said and I was going to kill myself. I will kill you son! "It's not that. I-I.." I stuttered and that made everyone smirk. Fuck "It's just I didn't find a good guy." I blurted. "But, now you have papa now." Adam clapped.

He didn't pick up his things, he just headed for his bathroom, the office had a bathroom, that's what mansions do, leaving me there, feeling like a used up slut. I was smiling, licking my fingers, and giggling as finally I tasted Daddy's cock, and it was just as I had imagined, but even better. Mom has to forgive me because now I won't be cumming to videos; I'll be cumming to his cock. *** •Author's Note• There's a full still ongoing book of Gerald and Zoe's story; it's titled ‘FUCK ME, DADDY’ erotica but with a thicker plot. You can add it up and follow their story. Oh, and vote, my people. Vote!

Sometimes he can come more than once when I talk about my momma like that. This afternoon we were fucking in my bedroom while momma was at work. "Jace, baby, you should see momma's tits. They are so big and firm. And her nipples are so big. I felt them one time when I asked her about mine. She let me squeeze them when I said that I was afraid that mine were too soft. And she squeezed mine. I got so wet, baby," I said as I rode his cock. He began to shoot his cum inside me immediately. I could feel it slopping out of my pussy. I too came.

But, I’m unable to sleep, despite how weak and exhausted I feel. Mama is sitting in the chair beside the bed, whilst Dad is out trying to hunt for clues. “So want to tell me about him?” Mama asks. She knows I am awake. I open my eyes, looking across to her in the room that is only lit by the light coming through the glass above the door. “There’s nothing to say.” I reply softly. I mean, I slept with his brother. I also thought I liked his brother, who I’ve been flirting with all through the summer holidays…

I did not need to be added in a conversation when my mum was having sex with her…boyfriend. Yet, as I lay there, listening to the erotic sounds that sinfully resounded in the house, I couldn't help but feel my pussy flutter around nothing. It had been a whole year since I had last had sex. School had a way of draining people and I wasn't one for hook-ups. Which is why I lay in bed now, terrified…because I couldn't believe what was happeningㅡ I was getting turned on by my mother's boyfriend fucking her in her room. Without thinking, my hand snaked under the sheets, pulling under my trousers before my finger slowly touched my clit.

Mpok Yetti alleged that he didn't believe it. Mbak Hamidah was upset because she was not trusted, even though the information she brought was difficult to obtain. "I swear. I am not lying. Ba'da Subuh tadi aku tuku bubur ning Bu Hajjah Awi, nah, Buk Sastri ning kono. Terus aku pura-pura mulih. Sing dak rungu, Buk Sastri pesan nasi tumpeng sing gede kanggo tamu bengi sing pengin ngelamar Ning!" (Java Language, means: After the Fajr prayer earlier, I wanted to buy porridge at Hajjah Awi, well, Mrs. Sastri was there. Then I pretended to go home. What I heard, Mrs. Sastri ordered a large tumpeng rice for tonight's guests who want to propose to Ning) said Mbak Hamidah.

I replied unconvincingly. “That’s not nothing. You said you came here to talk, so fucking talk.” She demanded. I bit my lips as I considered if I should tell her or not. “I slept with someone else the night of the announcement, and it turns out that he is my second chance mate.” I revealed. Mama Felz perked up with interest. “Really? That was so fast. Who the fuck is he? When the fuck can I meet him?” She asked with a glint in her eyes.

Mom stroked my hair as I choked out, “I don’t want to go through with the mating alliance with Dylan. “And I don’t want to see Leah either. “I don’t want anything. I just want to come home!” Dad just came saying over and over again, “Let’s go home, then! Home it is! Our baby girl doesn’t need to suffer anything like this ever again.” Mom wiped her tears with a handkerchief. “My sweet girl, this is my fault. I pushed you into the fire pit myself. I failed you. I’m sorry for letting you suffer.”