Mom Seduce Daughter Novels & Stories

My mother's voice said excitedly. A red blush climbed up from my cheeks to my ears as I slammed my laptop shut. I regretted not bolting my door. My mother held my shoulder. "Your father didn't give me the leeway to try all my seduction techniques but I am going to impact them to you." My mother's joy seemed to know no boundaries. I don't know why my mother looked like a creepy uncle trying to seduce a little girl away. Her voice continued to sound in my ears, "I am going to take you on a course called seduction 101."

"Do you want money? As long as you spare me, I promise to give you a lot of money. My daughter doesn't lack money, only you can help me get in touch with her... I will have her send you the money." The criminal exclaimed in disbelief, "You want your daughter to bring us money? Damn, this is the first time I've seen a mother pushing her own daughter into a pit of fire. But I don't want money. What I want is your liver." Madam Moore wouldn't care about Thea's life or death, she only loves herself. "I am old, my organs are aging, it wouldn't be of much use even if you take my waist away. My daughter is young and beautiful, and she is also strong and healthy. When she arrives, you won't be disap

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b

"Don't panic, Mrs. Darlene, When you sent that amazing picture of your breasts, you sent it from your personal email, which shows your name. With that, it was easy for me to find your information on the Internet. So I know your full name Damon Darli,birthday is October 1st, and that you have a son. I might have to visit you very soon for some naughty fun. You could pretend you've taken in a boarder, and then I could fuck you every day. Would you like that, Darlene ?Your sweet pussy getting fucked by a young huge cock over and over? Please send me more pics, I want to see your pussy, Don't worry, your details are safe with me, I won't tell anyone." I just sat there staring at the screen. Damn

Her mother is shrewd. Marissa blushes bright red and avoids her mother’s eyes, making MaryAnne Sinclair’s eyes narrow further with suspicion as she impatiently waits for an answer. She'd told Marissa to make sure the relationship went smoothly and to use her feminine wiles to get Hades to accept Marissa far more readily than if she did nothing to show her appreciation towards him. Surely it wasn't too much to expect they would have kissed or something as simple as that! It wasn't exactly difficult or was her daughter so incapable she hadn't even managed that!

Mom says, as she lets her fingers run down between Mary's legs. I'm stroking my hard cock through my swimsuit, as I watch the action through the door. I was originally going for a swim, but the look of lust on mom's face, makes me want to wait and see what happens. Ever since I gave mom the suggestion about enjoying the taste of pussy, she's practically been addicted to it. It started with my sister, Susan, but I've also caught her with my girlfriend's mom, Maggie. I know the transmitter gave her the courage to act on it, but I'm pretty sure my mom had bisexual tendencies before I gave her any suggestions.

I could see the roundness of her light pink nipples, as they hugged against her t-shirt, poking against the thin cloth. Melody looked at me, her mouth forming a small pout. “I wish you could stay home and play with me,” she whispered, sliding her tiny little ass over to the side of my chair, so she was standing just inches away. Here we go again, I thought, as I watched my young daughter do her best seduction act. I wasn’t going to fall for it. I knew her game. Seduce Daddy and then tell Mommy all about it so I’d be kicked to the curb and she’d be the Queen of her domain Wasn’t going to happen.

I said, though a seed of curiosity was planted. "Even if I agreed to this crazy plan, how would I even meet him? He’s a billionaire businessman. 'Busy' is literally in the job title. We’d probably need an appointment three years in advance just to get a 'hello.'" Luisa chewed her lip, thinking. "Okay, here’s the plan. Go to their mansion. Pretend you’re just there to pick up your leftover clothes from Xavier’s room. If the father catches you, act cute. Use that artist charm. Make him fall for you."

“I’m going home with you today. I want to see your stepfather. Maybe I can finally meet the hot daddy in person.” Monalisa’s heart raced. “Soph, I don’t think that’s a good idea. He’s busy with work.” Sophie pouted. “Come on, just for a bit. I’m curious.” Before Monalisa could convince her otherwise, Sophie’s phone rang. It was her mom. “Hey Mom,” Sophie said. “What’s up? … Oh, really? Okay, I’ll head home right away.” Sophie hung up and sighed. “Mom needs me home for family stuff. Rain check on meeting your stepfather?”

Margaret, in her forties but looking as if she were in her thirties due to her well-maintained appearance, exuded an educated elegance. Seeing the empty bedroom, her delicate brows furrowed lightly. She clearly saw her daughter go upstairs. Since Claire wasn't familiar with this new home yet, there was nowhere else for her to be except the bedroom. "If you don't beg..." Lennox casually raised an eyebrow, immediately releasing Claire and heading toward the exit. Seeing him about to leave, Claire hastily grabbed his arm, pulling him back, urgently pleading in a low voice, tears in her eyes, "No, please don't go out!"