Erotic Mother Son Stories Novels & Stories

“I think you really need some help , my sweet elder sister.” Growing up we were never close to begin with, I was 10 years older than him.My dad married his mom after his mom passed away. He was only two that time . How can I fuck someone I see growing up as baby but sight of his hard throbbing cock was too hard to resist. “I…I’m-” Before I could say anything further he came dangerously close to me with his cock teasing my core. “Wha..What are you doing?” “I know your husband doesn't satisfy you , so let me.” He whispered in my ears and bit my earlobe gently.

TITLE: My Mom & I Introduction: Busty mom and well-hung son go on a cross country road trip. Hi Guys, This story describes the adventures of a busty mom and her well-hung son, both of them blessed with incredible sexual endurance. If that's not your cup of tea, please look elsewhere—I wouldn't want to disappoint you. Please note: This story contains a lot of erotic scenes. Readers discretion is advised. Enjoy.... ********* "Are you sure you guys are going to be okay?" Hal Preston asked his wife and son.

“Take all of Daddy’s cock. You were made for this. This tight little ass was made for me.” He started to move, his thrusts deep and powerful. Each one sent a jolt of pleasure through me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. The bed was creaking, the sound loud in the quiet room. The ghost of my mother’s perfume seemed to hang in the air, a perverse witness to my defilement. “You like that, don’t you?” he growled, his rhythm increasing. “You like being fucked in my bed. In our bed. You like being a dirty little replacement for your mother.”

We kissed, and this could be the end of the journey for the therapist and the patient’s story, but a new beginning for lovers who find their path. “I must say, you fuck too good.” I bit my tongue. “I want more, daddy,” I sounded way more seductive than my looks.

Her fingers replaced her tongue, plunging deep and fast while she sucked hard on my clit. Jake was stroking himself again, standing right beside us, his heavy balls swinging. “Fuck, look at you two. My stepmom devouring her own daughter’s cunt. So goddamn nasty.” Sarah lifted her head just enough to gasp, “Bring that cock here, Jake.” He stepped closer, and she took him back into her mouth while continuing to devour me. The sounds were obscene—wet slurping from her throat mixed with the filthy squelch of her fingers in my dripping pussy.

Just like my mother, spreading her legs for another man while pretending to love us, producing a bastard child on the side and expecting me to swallow the betrayal with a smile. Roxy seemed to understand me better, coming up with the bet, She was one of the few people who knew what had happened with my mother. She too had been through her own kind of hell. Her father abandoning her and her mother while she was still battling an illness, leaving Roxy to watch the woman who raised her slowly fall apart. She knew where my hatred came from, why I couldn't stand the thought of my father bringing another woman into our lives, and unlike everyone else, she never tried to change my mind. If anything

Getting down to the floor, I immediately picked up the broken shards while my mind replayed what Mom had just said. My distraction gave me a cut in my hand. Mom grabbed some paper to patch me up. “W-Who’s the father?” I stared at Mom, my voice trembling. Mom’s grip on me stiffened. She said embarrassedly, “Bryan.” Emotions overwhelmed me. I pushed Mom away. Here I thought they were fooling around. The last thing I expected was a pregnancy. That explained Mom’s reaction when she saw me and Bryan in the room. She had fallen in love with Bryan as well.

I watched the white lotion disappear into her pink heat, turning into a clear, slippery mess as it mixed with her juices. "Mmm-gh! Yes, Eddie... right there," she moaned, her hips tilting up to meet his hand. "Dig into me. Show her how you open a woman up. Tell me, Lila... tell me how it looks to see a son take care of his mother's needs." It was bad; it was a taboo. But they weren't blood, so it diluted the rawness of this forbidden act.

I was going to make her beg for this dick or she could very well call upon her fingers to finish what I started but I doubt she would be able to go without begging for me to fuck her. Her hand wrapped around my dick making me grunt. Dangerous. I felt my control slip at her touch but I held on. My mouth found her hard nipples and I sucked them both hungrily. Her breasts felt soft against my touch yet her nipples were like rocks in my mouth. Her moans became rapid. Feral. "I'm so wet. Fucking wet." I wondered why my Uncle would rather talk about all those boring shit he was so interested in when he had married a hot wife that loved to fuck like her life depended on it. Some people were just bl

The kind of calm that comes from having calculated every possible outcome. My mother takes the phone. Her hands tremble so violently the device slips through her fingers and clatters onto the marble floor. Her own hand flies to her mouth, stifling a choked cry that is part horror, part devastation. "Mom, what’s going on?" I pull away from Paul’s touch, the connection suddenly feeling toxic. "Don’t act surprised, Penny!" Gayle snarls, her face twisting with a disgust so visceral it makes me step back. "You’ve been sleeping with this man? Penny, have you gone completely nuts?"