Novel & Cerita Erotic Mother Son Stories

I had sex with that son of a bitch all over again after I had promised myself that I wasn’t going to do it and that’s when my mom saw us . My mom sees me in bed with her husband and she’s so furious, so angry , so mad at me and what she does . She told me the craziest thing that I didn’t want to hear . She asked my fucking step father to have sec with me , they wanted me to be a baby producing machine to them . I thought that he loved me , I thought that even though what we had was forbidden , I thought that we had something together. I thought that this is going to get something that would turn out to be better but I was wrong , I was so freaking wrong about it .

He stayed there, his heart hammering. He exploded. He filled his stepmother’s pussy with a massive, hot flood of seed. It was so much that it mixed with the honey and the cream, running out of her and onto the dark wood. He came for a long time, his whole body shaking with the power of it. Sarah’s climax hit her like a wave. She screamed and grabbed his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. They stayed like that, two messy, sticky bodies in the middle of the grand room.

My mother froze. Her body stiffened, her hand trembling as her voice came out uneven and sharp. "You're scammers, right? Curtis just sent his girlfriend to my house to stir things up. How could he suddenly be dead? You're lying! That kid has always loved playing the victim. He tried to stop Dylan from even being born and caused my premature labor. Did he pay you to put on this act? My son just got out of surgery and needs rest. He's pulling something like this just to make Dylan feel guilty. That damn…"

"What did that guy do to her?" "What didn't he do, damn it? But love just makes you an idiot, that's all I can say. Although, with the woman he got, I'm surprised she didn't kill him sooner. I'll just tell you it's very similar to what happened with your parents; the mafia guy ended up being tamed by a petite woman." He starts laughing, and my laughter joins his because I know it's true; my mother, despite being so short, can silence my father with just a glance.

She took another look at the DVD cover in her hand then turned it over and began to read the back out loud. "'A Mother's Seduction' The steamy story of a lonely frustrated Mother and her hidden desire, and the son who is determined to break down her defenses and take advantage of her weaknesses." I sat there waiting for the hammer to drop. I was thoroughly embarrassed and terrified at the same time. She looked down at me from the DVD case coldly then let her eyes drift to the TV. The son was working his hard dick in and out of his mother from behind and the mother was begging him to do it harder. Had he done it any harder he would have driven his mother into the next room.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

"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.

Teenage son induces his horny mother into incest. NB: The following story has themes of incest/taboo sex, non-consent sex, humiliation, abuse and other dark themes. please comment, rate, and share. Thank you. Enjoy reading.. ************ Honestly, the decision to seduce my mother and make her my slut was my choice, the actual suggestion could more accurately be said to come from my mother. I'll explain, several months ago I discovered my mom's pen name, under which she writes erotic stories. I had recognized the name at once and with a little digging, I confirmed that she was the author. I was also able to find several other accounts under the same name, all of which dealt with erotica in on

Not the broken, haggard version of my father who had spent his final years being worn down by my mother’s demands and sharp tongue, but the man from the old Polaroids. The Strong-jawed, broad-shouldered, with eyes that seemed to see everything and reveal nothing. It was a sick joke of the universe. My mother hadn’t just found a boyfriend, but she had found a ghost. Or perhaps, a replacement for the man she had frustrated to death.