Mom And Son Taboo Novels & Stories

The same man who, only minutes ago, had responded to the possibility of our entire plan collapsing with a fucking smirk— Was now struggling to explain himself to my mother. And failing. Miserably. “Well...” He tried again, gesturing vaguely with one hand. “It happens, you know?” Mom’s eyebrow lifted. Jax apparently took that as encouragement. “When people are intimate—” “Don’t.” Mom’s voice cut through his sentence so sharply that even Jax stopped immediately. She stepped forward. “Do not teach me what happens when people are intimate.” Her eyes narrowed. “I know it very well.”

Back in full control, my attention was drawn to Mom. She froze with her hand in the air. Dad was gripping onto his glass, his eyes stuck on Kayla in bewilderment. “What? Is it a taboo to speak about his mate or what?” Silence filled the room, all eyes on Kayla, who was more focused on her plate than the shock wave she released. No one answered. At least not immediately, simply digesting the audacity we already knew she had. Mom blinked for a moment and then cleared her throat. “Uhm, that is a topic we really don’t speak on.”

“You’re his—oh god—” “Say it.” He thrust harder, punctuating his words. “Tell them who’s fucking you.” “Jake’s father—” I moaned, shame burning through me, making everything more intense. “My ex’s dad is—*fuck*—” “That’s right.” He leaned over me, chest against my back, mouth hot against my ear. “And you love it, don’t you? How wrong this is. How fucked up. The taboo makes you wetter than anything else ever has.”

I did exactly what he said, draping myself over the couch arm, my tits pressing into the cushions and my ass up high. I reached back spreading my cheeks showing him my cum filled pussy. “Look at what you did to me. Your son’s wife is all sloppy and ready for more of your dick. Fuck me deep this time. I want to feel you hit the bottom and make me scream.” My clit pulsed waiting for him and I wiggled my hips back inviting him in. The taboo of it all hit me hard. My husband's dad was about to pound me again right where we watched movies together.

This time around, my moan was so loud that it earned a soft chuckle from my mom. Heat rushed to my face at my mom’s reaction, but I was far too overwhelmed to feel embarrassed. I averted my gaze towards the other side of the bed and saw that my mom’s legs were spread wide open as she was getting her pussy eaten by Mr. Frank, and at the same time a pillow had been pressed over her face, a silent means of suppressing my mom’s moans. The sight was taboo and hot, and it made my stomach twist because I was watching my mom get claimed, her legs spread for another man while I was getting claimed by his daughter.

Asher and I traded glances, then my mother cleared her throat. “Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, honey.” She chimed in, pretending she knew nothing about this mess. “But it’s a taboo! How can the two of you be so careless about crossing those lines?” He demanded, eyes boring into Asher and me. “We just need to make sure it never happens again. We can’t exactly erase what already happened, can we?” my mom murmured. Still, my father showed no sign of buying the excuse. “It won’t happen again.” Asher added, and I nearly rolled my eyes at the pure lie.

I protested. "Why shouldn't I? You are an adult now. There is absolutely nothing wrong with us discussing matters of that nature," she replied, letting out a soft chuckle. Mom's demeanor made it seem as though she regarded me as one of her high-society socialite friends, someone she could casually gossip with about bedroom antics. I recalled a time not too long ago when I had accidentally overheard Mom and her circle sharing explicit stories regarding intimacy with their respective husbands. Back then, viewing such discussions as strictly taboo, I had chosen to immediately distance myself, harboring zero interest in listening.

With every sentence Caden spoke, Renee's face grew paler. When she saw the documents that clearly listed her spending records and online loan information, she panicked. "I- I didn't!" She tried to argue. "Felix was the one who kept talking about you in front of me… about his mother—" "Enough." Caden cut her off. "My son is six years old. What does he know? Every word he says is just a reflection of what adults around him are thinking. Are you going to tell me you never deliberately showed him how much you admired me, or rather, how much you admired my family's wealth?

"She'll come back. She won't leave me behind." I knew that Mom was in denial and refused to face reality. It wasn't that she couldn't accept that I was gone. What she couldn't bring herself to do was admit that she was wrong. She refused to accept that she had killed her own daughter because she prioritized her reputation above all else and was obsessed with avoiding ridicule.

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.