Mom Loves To Suck Novels & Stories

Mom starts pumping faster, bobbing her head up and down and teasing my balls with her fingertips. "I'm cumming!" I yell as my cock erupts, spewing my heavy load inside her mouth. Mom sucks and slurps my cum, swallowing every drop before letting my cock drop from her lips and taking a deep breath. Lifting my spent cock, she gently sucks the remaining cum from my cock head before moving her body up next to mine. Resting her head on my shoulder, I wrap my arm around her back and we drift off into a blissful sleep.

“Taste me, baby girl. Suck my cock while your mom sleeps upstairs.” She opened her mouth and took the head inside, sucking softly at first while her hands continued working the rest of my thick length. Her mouth was hot, wet, and incredibly tight. She was inexperienced, but her enthusiasm more than made up for it, her tongue swirling around the head, sucking harder as she bobbed deeper.

I replied. "Is it really that good?" Laura asked skeptically. "Of course! Mom had it custom-made at a high price," I said. Her eyes darted around slyly. "Say, how about you give me a couple? I feel like I haven't been sleeping well these past few days either. But don't tell Mrs. Cox. She's a bit stingy and won't let me touch the things in your room." It sounded like a question, but she had already taken two new bottles out of the cabinet.

I managed to say between sobs. My mother opened the door and rushed to my side. She sat down on the bed and hugged me tightly. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" she asked, her voice soothing and gentle. I clung to her, desperate for comfort. "Mom, I messed up. I really messed up." She stroked my hair, waiting for me to continue. "Tell me what happened, Kat."

"Samantha, what are you trying to do? Do you know you almost ruined your brother and sister?" "I'm the one who got ruined, aren't I?" I leaned closer to Mom and whispered, "I know what's inside the milk you gave me before bed every night."

Then he turned and walked out, guards trailing behind him. The door closed. Silence. I turned to Lucian, my composure finally cracking. "Did you see his face when he called me Mother? Did you see it?" Lucian's lips twitched. "I saw." "He looked like he was swallowing glass. It was wonderful." I couldn't contain my grin any longer. "This is the best day of my life." "You're enjoying this far too much." "Impossible. There's no such thing as enjoying this too much."

"I just wanted Ms. Sulvan to be part of our family! "Ms. Sulvan is so nice, not like Mom, who wears those old pajamas every day with messy hair and doesn't look good at all! All my classmates laugh at me and say my mom looks like a maid!"

Annoyance maybe. “I have to take this.” He stood, grabbing his coffee. “Excuse me.” He walked out, phone to his ear, his voice dropping low as he spoke in what sounded like Italian. The moment he was gone, I exhaled. “He’s wonderful, isn’t he?” Mom said, her eyes bright. “So polite. And handsome! Don’t you think he’s handsome?” I nearly choked on my coffee. “Mom.” “What? I’m just saying. You two are going to be siblings. It’s nice that you’ll have each other.”

I was already wet; I could feel my pussy juice dripping down my clitoral area. He placed his mouth on one of my breasts and sucked it hard while squeezing the other with his left hand. "Ooushh! I have missed you, Conan. Fuck me!" I moaned, pulling his head deeply into my breast. Finally done with my breast, he ran his tongue through my tummy down to my p*ssy and began sucking it while folding my breast with his two hands. "Ouushh. Yeah, like that!" I moaned, wishing he could just slide inside me.

Mom shook her head and staggered backward until her back hit the wall. "This must be special effects makeup… This is a prank… Get up right now, Aurora, and stop messing around! This isn't funny at all!" she bellowed. But her voice had started to crack and tremble with tears. Mom used to be a doctor. Although she had switched careers and become a model, she still had basic medical knowledge. What she had just felt—the way my skin tore away, the texture, the stench—was a dead giveaway of the truth.