Erotic Mother Son Stories Novels & Stories

I cried out into the kiss, hips bucking wildly as she fucked me with slow, deliberate strokes, curling just right against that spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids. Upstairs, Dad’s faint snoring drifted down the hall like a warning bell, but it only made everything hotter, dirtier, more dangerous. Elena broke the kiss just enough to whisper against my swollen lips, her fingers still pumping deep inside me, thumb grinding my clit in perfect circles. “Shhh… don’t make a sound, baby girl. Or Daddy might wake up and find out what a filthy little plaything his daughter has become for his wife…” My pussy spasmed hard around her fingers, another wave of shame and pleasure crashing through

“She had screamed like that too…a sound that pleased my c*ck greatly as I hammered into her just like this.” His hips started to plummet into her hard and fast, and soon, Denae laid stiff against the bed, unmoving as he continued his assault on her. She felt numb, and somehow the story of how her mother died was more painful than his c*ck hammering against her battered walls. It must’ve been painful…for her mom and for her dad who could do nothing but watch. They died in pain because of her and so many years had passed, and she had yet to avenge them…

I smacked their asses redder, breeding each hole with load after load—cum filling pussies, then asses, overflowing down their thighs. Hours passed—morning to afternoon. They came countless times, bodies shaking, pregnant bellies glowing with sweat. I revealed my dark past between thrusts—Dad's death leaving me angry, craving control. "You two heal that. My harem to breed and own." They nodded, moaning yes, their bond with me deepening in the taboo heat. By evening, untied and exhausted, they lay with me, hands on their bellies. "Our babies," Vanessa whispered. "Yours forever."

His flesh was now glistening as more and more precum oozed from that mushroom-shaped tip. "Yes, baby," she confessed. "Not until I saw your cock and call out dirty things you should never, ever say." Levi groaned and squeezed his rigid cock flesh tighter. His mother was just now seeing how much he loved her watching him. Maybe just watching and being watched would be enough for them without resorting to actual fucking to satisfy themselves. No one could ever come back from anything as wrong as mother-son incest. What they'd been doing so far was already bad enough, but at least she could hold her head up and tell herself she wasn't one of those desperate women who fuck their own sons.

Way too handsome and young for a man my mom was dating. My pulse raced as I tried to tear my gaze away, but it was almost impossible. There was something about him that had my attention immediately locked. I watched my mom hug him and plant a little kiss on his lips before she held his hand and turned to me “Veronica, this is Joshua,” my mom said. “Joshua, this is my daughter, Veronica.” “Daughter? I didn't know you had a daughter?” Joshua whispered to her, wide-eyed “I’m so sorry I never said anything before. I… I just thought you’d be alarmed and-”

I even wondered if she had really gone mad. "You treated me the same way too when I was little, no?" Mom suddenly stopped laughing. The memories of her childhood, as described by her, became fragmented and cruel. It turned out that when Mom was a child, my grandfather eloped with someone else because Grandma couldn't give birth to a son. During that time, Grandma must have lost her sanity and would beat and scold Mom every day. Therefore, in Mom's memory, giving birth to a daughter was a misfortune, and keeping a husband was an instinct all women had.

"I'm not. Teasing means you wouldn't get anything. You just got something and are going to get a lot more. This is called patience, baby. Little boys don't have it, but men do. You ready to be my man, baby boy?" "I'll be anything you want me to be." He moved closer to her and pleasantly surprised to see his cock was still close to fully hard. How couldn't it be with his topless mother in front of him? A mother who jerked him off while telling him how she used to pose for men's magazines and got off on it. Who confessed to being wet when men took her picture and now got even more worked up when her son did it. Who had started a twitter feed to masturbate to young men wishing they were her son

And then they both moved. It was a synchronized, devastating rhythm. Arthur thrust into her ass, a slow, claiming penetration, while Daniel filled her pussy fast and hard. She was stretched beyond belief, filled in both holes, a double fucking that sent shocks of pleasure through her entire body. The friction, the fullness, the sheer obscenity of it pushed her towards a climax that felt like detonation. “Fuck her ass, Dad,” Daniel encouraged, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Make her scream.” Arthur groaned, his pace in her asshole picking up, matching his son’s rhythm. The bed rocked. Jessa’s world narrowed to the slam of their bodies, the slap of skin, the crude, beautiful words pouring from

“You really resemble the beauty of your late mother dear, I can see her in you, for the years she’s gone, it has been only you and I, but now there will be a new member in this house. “Eros said as he adores his only girl that his late wife had left for him to cherish. ‘He has a girlfriend?’ said Eris on her mind, the thought of her father finding a girlfriend didn’t sit well with her, for her mother is the only worth of having the title ‘Mother’. Never in her wildest dream of having the thought of calling someone else Mama aside from her late mother nor she will ever let her father have another woman in his life. She had to think if her father had finally reached the pinnacle peak of stupid

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.