Hot Big Mom Novels & Stories

When she mentions Bastien, I finally snap. “Oh, I dunno. I mean why settle for a small fry like Bastien when I can aim for the big kahuna himself?” “I don’t follow, big kahuna” “Your father, dummy! Maybe I’ll pursue him, a big womaniser like him, it wouldn’t take much to land him. It wouldn’t even matter that his son fucked me first.” She cringes at my choice of language and I laugh. It might have sounded coy to her, but inside, I am hysterical. “I hear he is retiring, and you know that old age makes people soft. I’ll just work my magic on him, and boom, wedding bells! Would you like me as a mother, Alessia? I promise to take care of you and your siblings.”

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.

His lips felt hot against her skin, a painful contrast to the frost in his eyes. "Pleased to meet you, Mommy," Xavier whispered, emphasizing the word with deep mockery. As he pulled back, he leaned slightly toward her, close enough for his sharp, masculine scent to overwhelm her senses. "You look very expensive tonight, Elara. How much did my father pay to make you kneel at his feet?" Elara’s blood ran cold. "Xavier, how is this possible?" she whispered, barely audible. "Nothing is impossible, Mom. We’ve been reunited, haven't we? You walked right into your own hell," he hissed intimidatingly.

At least, this would give me enough time to do a little shopping for the upcoming TerraNova-UrbanAxis trip… A few comfortable clothes, a medium-sized box, new notebook… Just anything to make the trip as comfortable as it should be. “Oh, my child,” a familiar voice sang behind me. Pulling me back to the front porch after my mind had wandered off to only God-knows-where. I spun, it was Mom. She stood behind the locked door. I could see her eyes glistening from the upper glass part of the door while her fingers unbolted the lock. “Mom,” I grinned. I had no idea I had missed her this much just by staying away for a night. She pulled me into her arms, “You're warm, Maya,” concern writhing her eye

Her mom started talking even nastier, "Oh, yeah. Right there! Lick my sweet pussy! Oh fuck yeah! I wanna cum all over your face! Lick my cunt, you horse cocked stud!" Hearing her mom talk like that was more than Jenn could tolerate. She eased the door open another inch and was treated to an erotic sight that made her pussy creamy. Her parents were both completely naked; Andy was laying on his back on their bed, and her mom was straddling his face with her back to the door. Leslie was holding onto the head board with both hands and her head was thrown back in lust filled pleasure. From her vantage point, Jenn could not see Andy's tongue on her mom's clit, but she knew from her own recent expe

But Tara grabbed me, holding me back with surprising strength. “ You shouldn’t upset Aunt Margaret any further,” she said softly, feigning concern. Mom finished the call and lowered her phone with an air of triumph. Her gaze pierced me, full of smug satisfaction. “It’s done. The box has already been burned. When you chose to do wrong, you should’ve known the price you’d pay.” My arms fell limp at my sides as the fight drained out of me. In my mind, I could see the box engulfed in flames, its contents reduced to ash.

For how much I wanted something so wrong, so forbidden. When they finally returned home from their errands, Mom was still all over him. She dragged him straight to the couch, curling up against his side like she owned him completely, her head on his shoulder while they watched some mindless show. I sat on the opposite side of the room in the armchair, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I couldn’t stop stealing glances at them.

Dad rushed to me, and Mom stopped Damion. "You're awake! Lowell! Fatima! Come here!" Dad Jacob yelled. He was the happiest. It looks funny, but I love Dad. He's always transparent. Mom isn't as showy as my father, but right now, I could see a fierce Lucy having a cold aura that was about to hot-seat Damion. Even worse, she might torture him. Mom looked kind, but she's actually fearless. She strangled Damion. Fuck, mom! What are you doing?!

Shit, Mom was a MILF! I sidled up behind her and caressed her ass. "Damn, woman, you look amazing." I ran my hand up her side, until I was cupping her breast. "Jesus, Mom! You're getting way too hot to be going into an office full of men. I don't want anyone messing with my woman. My hot pussy."

Well, I was not paying attention; I paused the DVD until I snapped out of it. Per the 'guest's' orders, mom was brought forward like a love doll. He forced mom to climb on the 'guest's' chair so that the brunette hottie would be staring up at mom's drooling tits while having her inviting femininity within easy range. Sure enough, that raven haired slut went down on mom, eliciting an orgasm from my mom. This was the only time that she (mom) appeared to actually enjoy the festivities. This particular DVD ended harmlessly with mom going down on the 'guest'. She ended with a sloppy kiss that must have lasted for four minutes...it was the hottest thing I had ever seen.