Mom Son Erotica Novels & Stories

Mike targeted his mother's clit. She literally screamed as her entire body stiffened then trembled from the orgasmic waves. Her spasms continued for what seemed to Mike as a really long time before she finally collapsed. He raised himself then kissed his way up to her breasts then on to her mouth. As his tongue entered her mouth, his cock slid into his mother's pussy. Her legs surrounded him, pulling him in as far as she could. "Cum to me baby. Fill mom's pussy," she said. Mike grunted as his streams began. His mother began to moan then went rigid as she came a second time. In a moment, Mike relaxed and rested on her. She stroked his hair as they lay there together.

"It feels amazing! Your big dick is ruining me! Don't stop fucking me!" I stroked my wet pussy harder, matching their rhythm. My clit swelled under my thumb while I peeked, watching his balls slap against her. The room smelled like sex, heavy and musky. Mom came hard, her body shaking as she screamed, "I'm cumming! Fuck yes, fill me up!" But he wasn't done. He flipped her back to doggy and kept going, rougher than before. "You want more? Beg for this cock." Mom did, loud and filthy. "Please, fuck me more! Use my pussy, make it hurt so good!"

Please note that this story deals with taboo subject matter, and it won't be for everyone. It includes an incestuous relationship between a father and his son, graphic sexual content, dirty talk and pregnancy kink. Feedback and constructive criticism are welcome and appreciated. Enjoy! Ronald’s P.O.V, “Oh, fuck yeah. Cum in me, daddy. Breed me,” the boy on the screen screamed while he was on his hands and knees getting fucked hard and fast by a man at least twenty years his senior.

Ruth rode him mercilessly, lifting herself almost clear of his cock then slamming all the way down until her pubic hair ground against his. She did not allow Matheson anything, but took her pleasure entirely for herself. Sweat snaked down her skin, making runnels in the dried mud. With her strong internal muscles, she milked him, forcing him to eject his semen in great shattering bursts while his chest heaved and he gasped, almost weeping in his ecstasy. Even then, she had no mercy. And Matheson did not expect any. He remained stiffly erect as she worked herself up and down on him, crying out in the acuteness of her pleasure while forcing him to spurt inside her again and again.

“I needed to feel desired. Wanted. The money is nice, but mostly it’s the comments. The way men tell me how they’d fuck me properly. How they’d make me cum until I can’t walk. And yes… sometimes I think about you when I film. You’re young, strong, always looking at me like you want to devour me. It’s sick, but it turns me on.” I slid my hand around to the front of her yoga pants, cupping her mound through the fabric. She was burning hot. “Then stop pretending, Mom. Your cunt is soaked right now. I can feel it.” She moaned softly despite herself, then caught it and glared at me. “This doesn’t change anything. You’re still my step-son. We can’t—” I cut her off by pressing two fingers against h

I covеrеd hеr mouth with my hand. “Bе quiеt,” I hissеd in hеr еar. “You don’t want Mommy to hеar, do you?” Hеr еyеs widеnеd. I pullеd out slow—thеn slammеd back in hard. Shе moanеd against my hand. “God, you’rе so tight,” I groanеd. “You wеrе madе for this cock.”

My walls pulsed and squeezed him tight as waves of pleasure crashed through me. “Look at that,” Matthew laughed darkly, still thrusting through my orgasm. “You love it, don’t you? Cheating on your husband with this big black cock and cumming like a slut.” He pinched my nipples hard, twisting them between his fingers while he kept pounding me. The sharp pain sent fresh sparks straight to my clit. He leaned down and spit right on my pussy, making everything even wetter and messier. Then his rough thumb found my swollen clit and started rubbing it in fast, dirty circles.

She picked up the vibrator, turned it on high, and pressed it directly against my clit without mercy. Monica straddled my face once more, lowering her pussy to my mouth. "Make me come," she ordered. I licked and sucked desperately, my own pleasure building under the relentless vibrator. Tasha pushed three fingers back inside me, fucking hard and fast. The plug twisted with every thrust. My moans vibrated against Monica's clit.

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

This is a lesbian erotica story, enjoy! “Bang!” I jump, looking behind me. My best friend, Joanna, eyes me as I stare at myself in the mirror, flipping her hair over her face. She smiles, “You do realise it’s my wedding night, right?” I turn swiftly, my hand resting on my hips as I glare at her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” She laughs, quenching my anger instantly. “Meaning why don’t you come help me with my hair instead of primping yourself for Jimmy.”