Mom Son Erotica Novels & Stories

I heard him groan through the phone. "That wet already?" "Yes, Father." "Say it properly." "Yes... Father Elias." "Good girl. Now rub your clit, slowly. Pretend it's my tongue. You want that again, don't you?" I moaned, my hips moving against my fingers, my forehead hitting the mirror. "Yes... I need it—need you." "You'll get it. But not before you come, right now, with your fingers. I want to hear it." My breaths turned into gasps. My fingers moved faster. The ache building from the moment I walked into the restroom now burned hot and ready.

I immediately opened it. "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."

Only need was left. “Please… let me eat your pussy. Please let me taste you. I’ll do anything. Just let me come. I need it so bad, Mommy. Please.” Elena moaned softly at the word “Mommy” and pressed down. My tongue slid into her immediately. I licked and sucked like I was starving, tasting Dad’s salty cum mixed with her sweet wetness. She reached behind her and pressed the Rose back to my clit on the highest setting. The combination was insane. Her pussy grinding on my face while the toy sucked my clit without mercy.

My moms; my beautiful, sexy stepmoms, fucking like animals on the counter where they prepare food. Thia’s athletic body glistened with sweat, her toned abs flexing while Leah’s curves jiggled, her ass cheek spreading on the marble. Even after all these years, they were hotter than any p**n I’d jerked to. My cock was rock hard, begging for release. I pulled it out right there in the dark, stroking slowly before matching their pace. Pre cum coated my hand as I watched Thia bite into Leah’s shoulder, their moans echoing desperately.

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

Maybe that's why my mom married him, after all he doesn't even have a stable job! I watched as Evelyn walked up to him and made him watch as she slipped a finger into herself. "I'm so wet, Frank. I need your hard dick in me right now. I want you to fuck me silly. Make me your fucking cum slut.". She moaned, gripping Frank's hardened dick from his trousers. I heard Frank groan. God, her dirty talk was quickly breaking down any control that he had left. "Fuck," she moaned as she continued to finger her tight pussy. She was voluptuous, and I'm sure Frank was imagining himself grabbing her waist as he fucked hard into her, her screaming at him not to stop. God, I was becoming wet.

“Now Mommy wants to see how much you’ve learned. Up.” They guided her onto shaky legs. Heat clung to every inch of skin. The air smelled of sweat and the thick, sweet-musk scent of their combined arousal. Elena lay back on the wide bench first, body glistening, full breasts heavy, dark nipples tight, smooth cunt still flushed and wet from Lily’s mouth. “Straddle my face, sweetheart.” Elena’s voice never rose. “Let Mommy taste how wet her little girl is.”

The obscene slapping of his hips against her ass echoes off the kitchen walls, the sharp, wet crack of skin on skin louder than any words. Her moans rise, ragged and uncontrollable, her body betraying every single ounce of guilt swimming through her blood. Her breasts jiggle against the table, sensitive and tingling with every bounce. She hears him groan behind her, low and guttural, filthy words falling from his lips like poison. “Fucking hell, look at that ass,” he growls, panting hard as he drives into her, making her jolt forward with every thrust. “You’re clenching me so tight, fuck—you like this, don’t you, Mommy?”

Mom screamed as Karen fucked her so hard I could hear their skin slapping together. Karen's small, but perfect tits were bouncing and her long blonde hair was clinging to her sweating face. I could see her smiling down at Mom while she fucked her and could feel my cock again closing in on its release. Letting go of Mom's left leg, Karen placed her hand on Mom's pussy and started playing with her clit. "Oh, right there honey," Mom called out, "Oh let me cum on the cock!"

Closely so. As the waves swept close, Marcus reached down and flicked his nipple, pinching hard enough to bring his release faster. Jeremy pulled out the cock and dropped a glob of his saliva on the thick length, massaging it into the veins as he got to his feet. “What are you doing?” Marcus asked, narrowing his hazy eyes. “I want you to fuck me,” Jeremy said, turning around and guiding Marcus’s hand to his hips, “hard. So when I got out there and meet my wife, your cock and the way it feels inside me, is what I think about.”