Mom Addictions Manhwa Novels & Stories

She couldn’t help but moan louder, and the sensation only intensified, causing a soft whimper to slip from her lips. Hunter said sexily "Trust me baby, you don't want me to stop. You want more of my touches" Hunter bite her nipples lightly in teasing manner and Aurora felt her core wet and she arched her back to give him more access and whispered "please........" it seems like Aurora wasn't in denial but begging him to touch him more. Hunter was loosing his senses and is finger lazily going towards Auroras pussy just then Aurora said "I am your enemy's daughter"

Jace’s thumb finds my clit, rubbing in tight, relentless circles that match the rhythm of his cock. Above me, Mom leans forward, taking Jace’s mouth in a messy, hungry kiss. I watch upside-down as their tongues tangle, her moans muffled against him. The sight alone nearly pushes me over. Jace breaks the kiss, grabs Mom’s hair, and pulls her down to my breast. She latches onto my nipple, sucking hard, teeth grazing, while Jace pounds into me. I’m losing it—legs trembling, pussy clenching, every nerve on fire. Mom’s grinding faster, chasing her own release, and I can feel her getting close, her thighs tightening around my ears. Jace’s thrusts turn erratic; he’s right there with us.

"I can make little shadow tendrils inside me that wrap around his cock and stroke him and make him cum even harder, and he just never stops until he collapses." Mom looked at me closely, "He does look worn out." "He does. So I think he needs to eat more. A lot more." "Did you come down here to ask me to cook more food for you two?" "Just him. I'll just eat some cum, that's plenty." Mom just shook her head and mumbled something about alcohol. "And we wanted to explain. As much as we can. I'll keep you updated as I learn more. We just...didn't want it to be weird."

It was soaked and smelled of woman musk. No talk til we closed the doors of Mom's truck. I looked straight ahead as I asked, "How?" Mom started the truck and put it in gear as she answered, "Reddit, incest group. We chatted, no names, of course. It was a mutual fantasy. She has sex with her daughter, and no, there are no pictures." Mom turned and gave me a whimsical smile. I smiled back. I love bad mom.

On the night of my engagement party, my mother and I were sipping champagne in the VIP room of a couture shop. That’s when my fiancé’s secretary sent me a video. In the video, Camilla was pinning a middle-aged woman to the floor. She drove her diamond-studded heel into the woman’s face. Over and over. “Serafina, you cheap, pretentious little bitch. Did you really think that just because you fucked the Boss and got a ring, your mother could sneak into his vault and steal his diamonds?” Another sharp kick from the stiletto. The woman’s face was a bloody pulp. A weak gasp of pain escaped her lips. “Rats from the sewer. Always wanting what isn’t yours. I’m the only woman the Boss trusts. Now I’

My mom, Serena Brunetti, is the most hopelessly lovesick side character in a romance novel. She's the daughter of the Don of the Brunetti family, for crying out loud. But she rejected the match her family arranged and insisted on marrying my dad, John Carter, instead. I call him Trash Dad. He's a freeloader who lives off her money and keeps his first love on the side. The result? Seven miscarriages, all deliberately caused. Yet she's so sweet and clueless that she thinks they happened because her body is too weak. She even feels as if she let Trash Dad down. And me? I'm the poor little soul who tried to be born seven times in a row and never made it out of heaven. On my eighth try, even

I said, downing the entire glass in one go The room plunged into a deafening silence; my mother looked at me with eyes full of fear and panic, while my father was lost in thought, still reeling from the revelation. “But that’s impossible… how… why?” my mother stammered. “The Valea were wiped out centuries ago—it’s just not possible. You must have misunderstood. If a Valea existed, no matter where she might be, we would surely know about it by now,” my father said. “That’s the problem: she doesn’t know who she truly is. Her powers are dormant—that’s why she didn’t recognize me as her mate when we first met,” I said, pouring myself another glass of whiskey.

I sighed and walked inside my home with my Mom. _ “They are delicious!” Jaime complimented, taking another piece of Mom's chocolate chip muffins. “I have made them all for you, sweetheart. Help yourself” Mom grinned, her eyes lovingly gazing at Jaime. Although I have started to feel relaxed, still a part of me was on alert. Dad would be here in any minute now, and thinking about it made my stomach hurl. “Mommy, you shouldn't do that. It's a bad habit” Jaime pointed innocently towards my jiggling knee. Whenever I was apprehensive, my knees wouldn't stop shaking.

The truth was, he couldn't have liked it any better. Standing up, he broke the silence. "Let's go to the place." She followed him without a word, a quiet shadow stepping into the corridor behind his back. As they descended into the mansion’s depths, the air grew thick and heavy. The stone walls swallowed the light, casting long, suffocating shadows across the damp concrete floor. Every corner they turned seemed darker than the last, leading them deeper into his private underworld. Matteo stopped at a heavy iron door and threw it open. Riana stepped past him, her eyes immediately finding the three men chained in the center of the room.

"You're nothing but a parasite that fed off this family and then turned around and poisoned it!" The guests, who had been simmering with outrage moments earlier, began to waver and murmur among themselves once more. Dad raised a hand and signaled for the guards to let Mom go. "Faked? Then what about this?" The screen lit up again. This time it was Mom, sitting in a home office, patiently coaching a much younger version of me on how to lie over the phone and how to squeeze out tears on command so Dad would send money. In the video, my small hands fumbled with the phone while I looked up at her, confused and scared.