Kissing My Mom の小説・ストーリー

His piercing dark eyes were pinned upon me, begging me not to go. But I did not. I could feel his pain. I hugged myself tightly, pulling his jacket around my body, inhaling his musky scent for one last time. Tears started to overflow uncontrollably from my eyes mixed with pain, helplessness and love. As my heart began to feel heavy and helpless, my mind started to reminisce about how it all started with Ethan, after that one kiss.

"I know, Mom. Thanks. " "Don't put so much pressure on yourself about the games. You are doing wonderful, way more than that. Your Father just sometimes forgets you get tired too, but I make sure to remind him you do." "I'm fine. Really, nothing's happened. We just have a new classmate, that's all." I kiss her on the cheek "I'm going to bed. Don't tell anyone I'm still kissing my Mom goodnight, it'll ruin my image. " "I would never. "

We rock together, our cunts sliding against each other, wet and slick and obscene. "Fuck,fuck.” Mom's head falls back. "This is, I never…” "Don't think," I whisper, kissing her. Our lips meet, open-mouthed, tongues sliding together. I couldn’t believe this day would come, I was kissing my mother and it felt good. "Just feel, Mom. Just feel." We kiss deeply, our tongues tangling, our cunts grinding, our tits pressing together. Samson watches us, his hand stroking his cock, his eyes blazing with heat.

I nodded, sucking my bottom lip in between my teeth in order to contain a couple brain cells and not become totally lost to the desire yet. “My mom and dad started JFI together, you know,” I said, nodding my head and petting his hair repeatedly as he sprinkled kisses down my chest toward my belly. “Just like you said your mom and dad worked together.” He made an indiscernible sound in his throat, like he was trying to pay attention to me but was highly distracted by my body.

Jaxon whistled and I scoffed, breaking I and Nyx's kiss. "You're sure you're not blind?" I asked, drawing out a roll of weed from my pocket. Lighting it up, I took a long drag. My mum died when I was nine, but I could still remember even the tiniest detail about her. She had black hair, shining fair skin and a really radiant smile. She was the purest soul I'd ever known. She was always there for me,supported me....she was an amazing mother. Then cancer took her away. And it all happened so fucking fast, I lost her the very day Dad told me of her ailment.

“Tyler? Are you down here?” Damn it mom! We broke the kiss and I threw him an awkward smile while my mom made her appearance in a long night gown and a robe. “Can’t sleep?” I got up walking up to her. “I think I need coffee.” “We’ve already talked about this. With your meds, that’s not really good. What about a cup of tea with some milk?” I comforted rubbing her shoulders. She nodded with a smile. I could sense Aiden’s eyes on us. This couldn’t be anymore awkward. I turned around to find him with a smile.

I kissed her forehead. Not out of desire. Out of mourning. The next morning, Jason cornered me. “You okay, man?” I blinked. “Yeah. Why?” “You’re acting weird. Like... quiet weird.” “I’m just tired.” He frowned. “Mom said she made you tea last night. That you were up late.” I stiffened. “She said you couldn’t sleep. That true?” I nodded slowly. “Yeah. I guess.” He clapped me on the back. “Don’t let her freak you out. She has that effect. You know, the whole mysterious widow vibe.”

With that, I pushed myself upright and shoved aside the cabinet I'd been slumped against, exposing what it had been hiding. The moment the door swung open, the calm vanished from Mom's face. She shot to her feet, and her eyes were blazing. "You bitch! How dare you!"

By the time we made it through the long, exhausting ceremony and returned to the bridal suite, I was starving so badly that I collapsed onto the bed, unable to move a muscle. Clara carried over a plate of carbonara pasta and set it on the table, then reached out to remove confetti from my hair. She smiled as she looked at me. "How are you feeling? Can you still move? Do you want me to feed you?"