Mom Son French Kiss Novels & Stories

I get home at the same time as my mom and we walk in the house together. As soon as she closes the door, mom surprises me with a French kiss, sinking her tongue deeply inside my mouth. With one hand around my neck and the other on my ass, she pulls me tightly against her, grinding her pussy against my cock. I guess this answers my question about how mom feels about last night. "Mmm? New girlfriend?" Mom asks, pulling her head back and licking her lips. Oh fuck! I forgot I have Miss Edwards, taste in my mouth. How stupid!

I keep remembering my mother’s words that there’s no shame in wanting to be with your mates. Damon licked his lips, and my eyes caught the moment and before I could reason with myself, my lips crashed onto his in a fury. As my tongue enters his mouth, he slowly lowers me onto his shaft until he is completely in me and a moan of his invasion seeps from me into his mouth.

Not difficult to do at all. We arrive at the mansion and he uses his fingerprint to open the door. “So where is my….” I gasp midsentence as he pushes me against the door and cuts me off with a hard, punishing kiss. My skirt is bunched up immediately and my panties are yanked aside as he thumbs my clit. I squeeze my eyes tight at the sensation. It feels rough and so damn good at the same time. I’d managed to stop him outside but there’s nothing to stop him here, but I would be lying if I said I didn’t like it though. I secretly crave this relentless side of him.

"Who's the one affecting our son and bringing him shame? Tony can transfer schools. Can your little mistress wash away the scandal of being a homewrecker who seduced a student's parent? "Forcing your own biological son to call your mistress 'Mommy' in front of everyone? You're probably the only person in the world who would do that. I have to say, you and Samantha are perfect for each other—a cheater and a homewrecker." I smiled flatly, then turned my gaze to Samantha. "Ms. Yates, I heard you're a language teacher. Tell me, did I use the right words to describe you and my husband?"

Tina let out a derisive laugh, shaking her head at the disgraceful statement. " What about your mom?" " Menopause," I flatly replied and she once again chuckled at that. " So in other words, I'm saying that your question is null and void. Overruled. My father doesn't ejaculate, his dick is way past performing that duty and my mom's ovaries are burnt out. " " That's a shame," She sighed. " I was kinda hoping that you'd be into rainbow kissing." " What's rainbow kissing?" " Look it up, preferably the urban dictionary definition," Her eyelid folded into a wink and I felt impressed by her. She really was my type of girl, not crush wise but accomplice wise. My heart belongs to a much older woman.

She couldn't help herself but kissed me back. I smiled while our lips were still tasting each other and I pinned her to the door, she didn't react and was still embracing me. It was damn hot! We were being naughty. Pinning her more to the door, we kissed passionately, soft and smooth. Time was like in slow motion, I never kissed a woman like this before. I could felt her catching her breath but it didn't stop us. I didn't know how long we were kissing but I love the way she was kissing me back, it was turning me on. But then unfortunately, a sudden knock disturbed us and she hurriedly pushed me.

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

She can feel her arousal rising matching his fire. “Stay human Maya,” he was ripping the clothes from her body. His now hungry mouth instantly claimed her erect nipples, suckling hard before burning her skin as he dropped onto his knees in the shower. His mouth moved directly towards her entrance. Without playing around he dip his tongue and start licking the warm honey dripping from her. His mouth fully claimed the little pearl exposed. He was driving her fast towards her first break in passion. “Thomas….” She screamed shocked in ecstasy. He was relentless in driving her through wave after wave. His mouth finally starts moving upwards again still holding her firmly. Claiming her lips again

He looked like he was about to say something, but before he could react, I stood on my tiptoes, placing both hands around his neck and pulling him downwards by the lapels of his coat. As soon as we were inches close, I trapped his bottom lip between mine in a slow kiss. I could feel his body stiffen in surprise, but he gave no other reaction. I hadn't anticipated the softness of his lips. It threw me off guard so quickly that I could not control the soft moan that sounded from the back of my throat. The scent of his cologne and the taste of honey on his lips drove me crazy. Without thinking, I deepened the kiss, raking my fingers through his hair.

I tossed my phone aside and picked up Hammie before giving him a few big kisses. "Hammie, we're going to meet the woman your dad wants to marry tomorrow, okay?" Hammie barked once. I had no idea whether that meant it agreed or not. Whatever. I suddenly recalled the designer bag that cost 90 thousand dollars I had my eye on and sent Christopher a message. [As a reward for saving your reputation earlier, asking for a bag isn't too much, is it?]