Dirty Mom Stories Novels & Stories

WARNING : This is a collection of short erotic stories. It is extremely explicit, raw and unfiltered. Not suitable for readers under 18. Step into a world where every shade of temptation comes alive. Where obsession feels like love, and ruin feels like pleasure. Every tale drags you into a secret desire, a toxic attraction. Where heroines love being ravaged, and still beg for more. Stepdads who claim what they desire while mom is away or sleeping. Dominant piano tutor who turns practice into breathless, handcuffed restraint, and a junior brother who blackmailed their sisters into a threesome.

Maggie paused, “Remind me, how did you ruin your hair again?” I took a deep breath. “I’ve already said this a thousand times. I wanted to go for a walk but I knew mother wouldn’t let me. So, I jumped out of the window and landed on the garden, tripped and fell into mud. I’m sorry.” Maggie shrieked, “What kind of bride jumps out of a window on her wedding day? What if you broke your leg or worse…your neck?” The kind that’s not going to tell you she washed her hair because it was covered in cum.

This big boss was supposed to look down on Uea for being too clumsy~ until the drunken main character who rejected Theo seduced the big boss to bed! It was really a filthy short story... 'But isn't that why I'm here?' 'I love filthy short stories the most!' Uea laughed wickedly. The door opened, and Ryan returned with a cup of water. After drinking the water, Uea knew there was no chance to touch or eat, so he left the office and returned to sleep in his office. Later in the evening, he received a call from Ryan, who wanted Uea to accompany him to meet a business partner in a bar.

The door was cracked open—just a sliver—but it was enough. I stopped dead. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. Through the crack, I saw Stephanie, Brie’s mom. She was sprawled out across the center of the king-sized bed, completely naked. Her ebony skin was glistening, looking like it had been polished with expensive oils. She was breathtaking—curvy in all the right places, with breasts that looked heavy and soft.

“Merlie had two boyfriends before she ended up with Ed. She even got pregnant and miscarried with the second one. She’s been used up. Loose already.” “See? The ones who act all prim and proper—those are the ones who’ve actually been around,” Almira sneered. “Even now, she acts like she’s so demure. Like she hasn’t been enjoyed by many men already.” “Such a pretender!” Ailyn laughed, her throat fully exposed from how loud she was.

There were some scores we needed to settle . "Mom ",I called out seeing her . She had aged so much in these two years . The last time I saw her was in January last two years before I ended up here. " How are you doing mom?" I asked "I've had better days." she said with teary eyes. "How is dad doing ? Why didn't he come ? Where is my brother ? How is he also ?" I asked . " Your brother is fine ." She said ." What about dad?" I asked . With that being said she broke down in tears " He is not okay he has been hospitalized for a year now and doctors are saying he has six months left to live " she said "I'm sorry Riley for everything I have done to you . I treated you badly , always shaming and c

Daddy Satiates the Horny Housewife & Her Twins Kristen was a shy and quiet girl with one naughty imagination. And she was having so much fun writing dirty stories in the new diary that she found at the Dollar Store. She penned her wild imagination about what the people in her life actually did when she wasn't around. Her first story involved her parents, imagining that her mother made p**n and didn't shoot indie films. But now she wanted to write a story solely about her dad.

His dressing reminds me of the Normandy boys in one of the books I read. Those boys mingled with French women who had once been with German soldiers, pinning them against tanks and the ruins of France, fucking them until the women were beside themselves. I want Daniel to break me like those soldiers. But first, I have to corrupt him. I have to teach him the dirty, beautiful things the priest taught me. “I’ve been busy,” I lie smoothly. “My mother has been watching me.” He tilts his head, a line forming between his brows. “She always watches you, but you always find a way out.”

my dad’s voice cut through the room and I saw him to my left with a glass in his hands. My dad is rather young, he is just forty four. He had me when he was nineteen years old and a trust fund baby like me. He has told me the story more times than I can count. He was frivolous with his money and enjoyed spending it on women. He met my mother in a night club and they had a one night stand. She realized she was pregnant and thought it would be a good idea to try to blackmail my father. She waited until she had given birth and appeared on his front porch with a baby in her hands.

And then, they were tearing out of me. Loud, aching moans. “My answer Goldie,” Tom increased the vibrations and I moaned out loud. “What’s the wildest thing you’ve ever let a motherfucker do to you? Tell me honey. I’m dying to know what I have to compete with.” He was crazy. And I was loving it.