Novel & Cerita Erotic Mom And Son Stories

“What do you mean? Your mother is my aunty. We’re cousins Leo” “No we’re not. Your mother is just my mother’s old time high school mate. They’re so closed to each other and that’s why they keep on saying they’re sisters!” Leo’s explanations rendered me speechless Because my mom always said Aunty Emily is our family member. And that they’re the only sisters remaining from my grandparents children Why did my mom have to lie if we were no where related to them? “Fiori, I know your mom must have possibly fixed it into your mind that I’m your cousin, but trust me, I’m not.” Leo caressed my cheeks gently and lowered his head to kiss me again

“But we’ve done it, Mom… We’ve slept together for a couple of times. We love each other. We match each other. There’s nothing wrong with that.” “Stop it! Stop it please!” screamed Mrs. Columba Rajadi pointing her finger to her son. Of course, she was different with her husband who would raise up his hand to beat their sons or give them any kinds of corporal punishment. “Mom… I do love him, as an elder brother who loves his younger brother, and also as a man who loves his lover… I love him very and very deeply, Mom… I don’t think I can survive alone in this world without him by my side,” Eriwan’s tears began to rise up and in the next seconds, they began to roll down on his cheeks.

When I got my first project payment, he was even more excited than I was. Our relationship grew stronger and sweeter after weathering that storm. One evening, the three of us were watching TV together. A parenting show was on, and one of the very put-together moms was complaining about how hard it was to raise kids. Felix watched for a bit, then leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Mommy, I think you're prettier than her." I smiled. "Why's that?" "Because…" He thought about it, then said seriously, "Because you're my mom. And also, when you're working, your eyes light up. Daddy says that's called having dreams."

~Elena~ I fucked a father and son. Yes, you read that right. I didn’t stutter. I took them both. One after the other. Sometimes at the same time. And no, I don’t regret a damn thing. They were both my mates. Not one. Not either. Both. You could say the Moon Goddess smiled at me… or maybe she just wanted to watch me break. And before you sit there with your mouth hanging open like you’ve never done anything wild, let me stop you right there.

After giving birth to Leo, my sex drive reduced,I focused more on making money. I got up from lying to sitting on the edge of the bed, and stretching my body like chewing gum,Leo reached out and placed his hands on my shoulders, his touch gentle and comforting. He started rubbing my back in slow circles, trying to soothe me. To him, this was just a son helping his mom. He had no idea what was going on inside my head.

"You old bastard! That's for bullying my dad!" He was Nicky Yates, Caleb's five-year-old son, conceived via IVF after more than a dozen attempts. Emery's entire family treasured him like royalty and spoiled him rotten. I grabbed Nicky by the scruff of his neck, hoisted him up, and delivered a sharp smack to his butt. "If your father won't teach you basic manners, I'll gladly do it today!" Nicky wrapped his arms around my thigh and bit down hard. I grunted in pain and instinctively threw him off me.

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

Sex Ed with Mom: A mother teaches her son all about the birds and the bees. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> Chelsea, the petite blonde mother, gyrated her hips on top of her lover, her hanging hair covering his and her face like golden curtains.

"The risk? The lie?" "Yes," she moaned, her head lolling back. "Ah... yes! Harder, Damien!" "You're a little brat," he growled, increasing the pace. "A little, spoiled brat who wants her mother's boss to ruin her." "Ruin me then," she challenged, her voice a desperate whisper. "Just... oh! Right there!" Damien found the spot, hitting her G-spot with every deep, punishing thrust. Rhema’s vision began to blur, the pleasure building into a towering wave that threatened to drown her. She could hear her mother’s footsteps returning, the soft thud of heels on the carpet.

A mind-shattering orgasm claimed Jace as thick white ropes of cum shot out rope after rope, coating his belly until his balls were emptied. Just then, Toussaint climaxed too but into the condom he’d somehow managed to fit on his gigantic cock. Toussaint lowered himself and licked the cum off Jace’s belly, and then kissed him again. They both maintained that position for a while, his cock softening in Jace until he rolled off him. He pulled Jace into his arms, gently kissing his nape and skin.