Dommy Mommy Novels & Stories

"There are plenty of other choices out there, ready for you to fulfill your perverted desire. Why don't you try Sunny Meadow Ranch?" "Sunny Meadow Ranch?" Damien gave her a quizzical look. "It's a pig farm." "Exactly!" Melissa smirked. "It's the perfect place for you to find your ideal match. After all, you're all members of the same species." Struck dumb, Damien had no idea how to respond to that. He had been called many names before, mostly by his business rivals. But he'd never been insulted by a woman in this ‘Creative’ fashion, and right to his face."

-- Author’s pov: Milan, Italy, Moon Claw pack. Years ago. It’s the little things that ten year old Dominic noticed about his mother when it started, the change of hairstyle, her perfume change, she even smiled a lot lately and Dominic knew that something was wrong. His mama was a vibrant young lady with blonde hair, even as the queen, she made everyone laugh and everything better, he was happy, his family was happy. As the only child, Dom’s life was perfect until he came and ruined everything.

She seemed even happier than I was, her legs bouncing up and down as she talked. "Okay, fine, we can call your Auntie D…" I approved, because well, I obviously wanted to show her around, too. As soon as she picked up the video call, I handed the phone over to Purity who yelled into the phone, "We got a new store, Auntie D!" I heard Denise scream, "My favorite god daughter! You got a what now?" "A new store, Auntie! Daddy gave mommy one!" She explained while I just stood by the side, grinning so widely, I thought my face would combust from the excitement.

She then continued to run her fingers over and stroke my hard cock, before quietly asking, "Honey, do you really prefer my normal personality over Dominique?" She refused to meet my eyes and I could tell that she was terrified of the answer. I gently thrust my cock into her grip, as I replied, "My mother is a sweet, devoted, and sexy woman, with a body that makes my cock rock hard. Dominique is just a character in a play. Besides, my Mom's much sexier than some frigid dominatrix." She blushed and swooned, as she listened to my answer, before gazing at me with wide innocent eyes and pleading, "Honey, would you put this inside of me?"

Too horny to be scared I found myself in a Tesla with a 6'4" stranger, headed to his penthouse in the most expensive and private part of LA. My mom would kick up a fuss if she could see this, and my dad. Oh the poor man would definitely faint if he heard that his princess was out without a bodyguard. “Are you okay? You look nervous?” My tall tattooed stranger asked as he glanced at me, alternating his attention between me and the road.

“Do you want a new mommy?” He shrugged, “you have to have a mommy. Kennedy will be my maman. She and Daddy will get married, no?” “Yes,” Keyla said, giving me a stern look. How did she know I was having doubts? I didn’t say a word. “But that doesn’t mean she needs to be your mommy. She can be your friend or your extra mommy. Your maman will always be your mother too. You can have two mommys.” “Really?” Keyla nodded, “some people have one, some have two, some have no mommy. There are a lot of different families, Leon. As long as you’re loved. And Daddy loves you. And I love your cute little face too.”

Daddy has been jerking off to my videos. Oh god, what other romantic way can one tell you they want to fuck you? And honestly, though my mother tried so hard for me not to see what the world out there looked like, how I was eighteen and didn't have a phone, I knew most about sex because I always sneaked around her things, her toys. Even now, dead, I had hidden some which I've been using behind Daddy's back.

“Hang on, champ. Let’s negotiate. How about we share your mom’s kisses? You get some, Diana gets some, and I get… oh, I don’t know, a few?” Devon’s eyes narrowed, his little brain clearly working overtime to process this outrageous suggestion. “No,” he said firmly. “Mommy is ours. No one else can kiss her unless… unless they’re her partner.” I blinked, my cheeks heating at his innocent yet unexpectedly accurate comment. Dominic, however, looked positively delighted. “Well, then,” Dominic said, leaning in conspiratorially, “what if I am her partner?” Devon gasped, his jaw dropping. “You are not! Mommy doesn’t have a partner!”

he said in a low voice but with poison lies on it. Keatton shuddered as he felt Dominick’s stubbles digging onto the skin of his neck. Dominick straddled Keatton’s feet by placing his feet on top of it. “You fucking brat!” Dominick yelled. He licked Keatton’s earlobe as he trailed down his hands, touching Keatton’s pinkish nipples. “Just because Damon is your new Daddy doesn’t mean I can’t kill him. And this pussy,” Dominick paused as he slapped the clitoris. Keatton jolted.

' "Momma! I found uncle Domino!" I looked at Domino. He's still the same, and being a gym instructor who owned a gym, his physique was as toned and muscle-bound as Lazarus'. It's a wonder he's in formal attire now, as if he's headed to a meeting. I usually see him in workout clothes.