Mom Seduces Young Son Novels & Stories

I promised, grabbing his cock which was very ready for action, "I'll be right back to take care of this for you, son." One last squeeze and I fled. I returned a few minutes later, his cock just as hard and ready for action as when I'd left. I smiled, acting as demure and sweet as I could while naked, "Did you miss me?" My son took control like I hoped he would and ordered, "Let's go to your room." Coyly I asked, "And what could you possibly want to do there?" His reply sparked the fire that had never completely flamed out after my orgasm. Deadpan, no trace of a smile crossing his face, he announced, "I'm going to fuck you, Mom."

"I know I said I wasn't interested in getting her killed the previous day, but now? We have to get her out of the way." "That's more like it…" "But we planned to strike tonight right? How are you going to do that if my mum's birthday is till dawn?" Joanna asked, holding a glass of wine. Alex thought of what to do next, then she saw the glass of wine Joanna had in her hands. Suddenly an idea came to her head and she let out an evil smile. "We get her drunk." "And how are you going to do that? With Lara and Miles all over her?" "Just watch and learn dear," Alex said and walked away from Joanna.

At that moment I couldn’t see anything except my own anger. When I hung up, my phone started buzzing again. I let out a frustrated growl and picked up but I didn't wait for him to speak this time. “I don't ever want you to call me...” However, a strange, mocking voice came through the line. "Of course, young lady. Just say the word, and we'll chop your father's fingers off, one by one."

Segun said and I saw Elizabeth's eyes widen in shock. 22 years ago, what happened in....ohh. My jaw dropped when it dawned on me. He couldn't possibly do that. It was rude and very wrong. Segun turned the computer to face both Elizabeth and I and....what was before my eyes was unspeakable. I could clearly see it was the younger version of Elizabeth. Way younger. And her dirty father. He had set his camera at a hidden spot and... This nasty, good for nothing, pathetic excuse for a father was placing his dirty hands on her. He...

Her face was full of sympathy. "Sweetheart. You've never met your daddy, have you?" "Don't be angry at him, okay? Your mommy has to work very, very hard. She drinks with different men every night. It's utterly sordid." "That's why your daddy left. Try to understand him, okay?" Damian smacked her hand away. "Liar. My mom is not like that. Get out. I don't want to see you." I shoved the door open and went straight at her.

His eyes locked onto mine, all desperate and pleading. Startled, I pulled myself together and shoved him back, totally blank-faced. "Pretty sure you've got the wrong person." "Mom, are you still mad at me?" he stammered, eyes filling with guilt. I just turned to unlock the door, ignoring him. But he stepped in front of me, refusing to move. Then, like he was trying out for a tragic soap opera, he dropped to his knees, his eyes bloodshot and pathetic. "Mom, I know I messed up! I went crazy and let Mona mess with my head. She convinced me you were out to ruin them, so I left with her... But I get it now, I was so wrong. Please, forgive me!"

Riley did not speak She only tugged on her hands placed on the blanket with force, holding onto her hands tightly. Grace had a face of revulsion. "Why are you holding on so tightly! Could it be that your sister has thoroughly brainwashed you that you are no longer interested in men? You're interested in women now? Fuck, I don't want that! You, quickly let go of my hands..". Riley actually did not just want to hold her hands she just wanted to hug her properly! Hug her with force! "Next month is your father's birthday. Do you want to take the opportunity to return to the wong family in City A? To rebuild your relationship with your family?". Riley suddenly spoke.

Her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a single word. Kylie stood to the side. The expression on her face changed from hurt and pitiful to stunned. Her entire body went stiff in the end. Adam wrapped an arm around me protectively. He then looked at our son, Christopher. "Is this how you manage your company? Did you hire actual employees or a group of thugs? How could they hurt your mother like this?" Christopher didn't answer, but he clenched his jaws hard. He walked over and carefully took Hammie from me.

“When are you going to wake up? We could move to a different city together. “I’ve thought about it. I saved up some money over the years. We could buy a small house, open a little flower shop, and live a safe and happy life. How does that sound?” I wiped away my tears. “As long as you wake up… I’ll do anything.” Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Stella. “Quiana? Are you there? “Jaxon won’t stop throwing up. What should I do? “Shaun’s not home, and the nanny has no clue.” Jaxon shouted in the background, “Mom, I don’t want her help! Dad said she’s not my mother anymore!” Then, he started throwing up again. I let out a bitter laugh. “Did you give him mango?”

Staying with the Buckley family would be better for him than living with me. The car drove further and further away, eventually blending into the traffic and disappearing. Sofia looked up. "Mommy, Jamie broke his own Lego set. I saw it." I paused and then smiled with relief, "This kid is smarter than his dad. It must be because of my genes." Sofia rolled her eyes resignedly. "What are we having for dinner tonight?" "Pasta." "Help!" Side Story: Vicente's POV The day my mother jumped, I was downstairs, watching her turn into a mess of flesh and blood.