Lusting For Mom Novels & Stories

I simply replied. "Hey, you've been ordered again, why do you let those people do this to you?" she raged. "He's one of the pageant organizers this year; I need to gain his favor," I shrugged. "Your family is a celebrity and a government official; you should be more self-assured." "Confident? Because my Dad is a government official? A corrupt official. My Lola's obsession with a– " " Okay, okay. What stop... you don't have to say that..." she muttered as I laughed and lightly tapped her on the shoulder.

“Don’t embarrass yourself. You don’t fool me. Mother kept sending me her wedding pictures while I was inside. You think I didn’t see what she looks like? Hot body, angelic face… You think I would let you keep someone like that?” The words punched something inside me. Hard. I felt something ugly twist in my stomach because the way he talked about her wasn’t admiration. It was obsession. It wasn’t love. It was ownership. A sick kind of possession. Nathaniel stepped closer like he was testing how far he could push. “Her picture was the only thing I looked at every day. Every single day to survive that God damn hole in fucking cold chains.” His eyes dropped for a second like he was remembering s

Leo. I stormed out of my father’s office, the weight of his expectations pressing down on me like a vice. One month. That was all I had to secure Natasha, and failure was not an option. My mind raced with strategies, with ways to corner her without pushing her completely away. I had to find her—figure out where she was hiding, how she was avoiding me—and bring her back under control, subtly, without revealing how much I had been cornered by my father.

I say. She comes around and sits right next to me, we are only a hair’s breath apart now, bodies almost touching, and it felt like currents snapped to life under my skin, Something humming, something maniac. “No, I haven’t. Unlike most people, I am yet to find what interests me. Lara always had fashion, and I had whatever it might take to keep my father’s attention, and that was constantly changing, I haven’t had time to properly search for what I like yet.”

Mom pressed her naked body against mine and moaned as she grasped my hard cock, smiling deviously, she said huskily, "Is this hard cock because of me, honey? I think it is. I think my darling son has a hard-on for his own mother. You dirty boy. But I'm a good and loving mother, and it's my duty and privilege to tend to my son's needs. This may seem like too much, for a decent mother to personally see to her own son's obvious lustful desires, but I suppose it's better that I handle whatever depraved desires you may have." With that, mom sank to her knees and gently and reverently stroked her hand over my cock. Looking up at me, she opened her mouth and began to slowly suck my hard cock. Mom m

I answered as I started to rub her pussy through her shorts again. "Hmmm, and I want you to be," Looking down at my cock, she squeezed it hard. "Oh, how I want you to be." Mom tossed her head to the side so that her hair wasn't in the way and I had a full view of her about to start blowing me. I watched as she again rubbed my cock along her face. As before there was a look of pure desire on her face as she prepared to go down on me. To my dismay I found myself having a moment of doubt. Was this what I really wanted? Mom had been sheltered and lonely her whole life, was I taking advantage of her, the way other guys would?

This was not looking good, he was rubbing everyone the wrong way. Elijah hesitated, sensing the tension. "Perhaps this isn't the best time." Ryker's grip on my hand tightened. "Now's perfect. Speak." Elijah's eyes locked onto mine, his determination was evident. "Your mother's past...it's complicated. Dark forces sought her out, and now they will target you." Blaze's growl intensified, Storm's eyes narrowed, and Rain's jaw clenched.

Lucien gently rubbed his finger against my pussy, stroking and caressing it gently, igniting the burning desire within me. "Ugh... fuck!" I cursed out loudly, grabbing the bed spread, my toes curling on their own. My hands flew to his back, digging my fingers into his bare back, pulling him in and arching my waist in a bid to push his finger inside me, but he resisted. "Not so fast, momma..." the way he called me that, the way he looked into my eyes, and his warm breath fanning my face.

Either way, it’s working. Every time I glance at her, the burning obsession inside me grows stronger. This lust I have for Beverly is no longer just a passing fantasy. It’s becoming something I can’t control. The more I hear her at night, the more I catch her staring, the more I want to make it real. I want to sneak into her room, pin her down, and finally give her what she’s been craving while listening to us. One thing is for sure this obsession is only going to get more intense. And soon, very soon, I’m going to act on it. I don’t know how much longer I can keep pretending I only want her mother.

he grumbled, not terribly excited at the prospect of touching Lin’s hand, and rolled again, this time getting a 5/5/3. Matt moved over and starting licking Lin’s tits, a sight that made my cock throb even harder as I plowed into his wife, sending her over the edge. Jessica’s pussy spasmed around my hard dick as her orgasm hit and I bit my lip, straining to keep from filling her with my hot spunk.