Mom Son Incest Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Give me the phone then lick your daughter's face clean Mrs. Meyers. Share the cum with her. That's what sluts do!" "Yes," Mom moaned as she stumbled to me. Ben and Jarrod groaned and chortled behind me as Mom dropped to her knees. She licked her lips then leaned close to me. Her tongue slid up my chin to my lips. We kissed, sharing the mix of Ben's and Jarrod's cum. It was so hot to make out with Mom, sharing the incestuous jizz. She was such a cheating whore. I loved it. I was so wet right now. I shuddered as we passed the spunk back and forth.

She looked around smugly and shouted, “She is a gold digger! When Jason had nothing, she tried to leave him multiple times! Then, when he got rich, she clung to him! “She even bought insurance for her own mother and tried to fake an accident for money! Luckily, Jason stopped her!” The hall erupted. Whispers spread like wildfire. “Is that true?” “She tried to commit insurance fraud by using her own mother?” “How could someone do that?” “Why would Victor marry someone like that?” Victor’s expression darkened, but I held his hand and shook my head. Olivia grew even more smug. She signaled for someone to play a blurry video. In it, a woman resembling me was surrounded by different men. The narra

“He’s been sleeping on a couch for three months because you swept in and took his wife away.” “He chose to sleep on that couch,” Philip says, his voice low. “Monica gave him the house. She offered to stay in the guest room until he found his feet. He said no. He said he couldn’t bear to be in the same house as her if she wasn’t his wife anymore.” I freeze—my mom never told me that. Never mentioned she’d offered to let Dad stay in their house, never said he’d been the one to leave. The anger in my chest wavers, replaced by a sharp, cold shock.

In the video, my small hands fumbled with the phone while I looked up at her, confused and scared. "Be a good boy, Sawyer. Your daddy's a softie. As long as you cry, he'll give you whatever you want. "Just tell him that my business went under and there's no money for your school fees. Tell him to send money right away." A floodgate opened in my memory. All the moments I'd forced myself to forget, the ones she'd papered over with "we're family," came rushing back with brutal clarity. The footage cut to another scene again. This time, it showed Mom and Uncle Keith in an office, with an audio recording capturing them scheming about how to cook the books and quietly siphon the money Dad had inve

She was confused,it was normal for people to not know about her that much especially in this part of their world. "The bitch that claims she's married to that handsome,sex on a stick Alek Nikolai,the mafia that rules Spain but lives in America or something I don't remember" Monica said,when she was trying to talk about Alek and she had said all thoes things amber's stomach tighten, Monica wasn't wrong because Alek indeed was sex on a stick,he oozed sexual attraction and there was nobody that could say otherwise but the fact that Monica was mentally fucking her man didn't do her any good and she wasn't allowed to say he was her's yet because that was what she wanted to do so badly. "I know th

A woman whose only value is whether she produces an heir. My stomach knots. The thought of pregnancy is a black hole that swallows everything else. I don’t even know if I want children, not now, maybe not ever. If I did decide to procreate, I’d like to bring my child into a loving family. Not... this. What do I tell them when they ask how mommy and daddy met? Oh little sprog, it’s a beautiful story. Daddy was on the verge of killing grandpa and then he blackmailed mommy into marrying him and turned me into his sex slave.

"You bitch! You're the one who murdered Whitney! Your mother and I truly believed that it was an accident! It turns out you've been lying to us from the very beginning!" Mom immediately dropped her pretense, pulling off the oxygen mask. "Had you not told us that Whitney couldn't have children and wouldn't be able to hold onto Henry because of that, your father and I wouldn't have helped you take her place! It turns out that it was all just a scheme of yours!"

My voice barely concealed the disgust roiling within me. I had checked thoroughly. Alicia had returned alone. She had never been pregnant. These children weren’t hers. Then why were they here? Always seen with Oscar. Why was Monsieur King entertaining them so warmly, as if they belonged? Unless, of course, they were the product of Oscar’s secret love affair. The thought made bile rise in my throat. Disgusting! And yet, the Grays paraded themselves as a family of unquestionable morals. Hypocrites. I couldn’t wait to let the world know just how disgusting they were behind the curtains.

she asked, I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs. That was it. The sound of his approaching wife sent my dad over the edge. “SSTTEEEPHH!!!!” He yelled, not caring that my mother was mere feet away from our incestuous love session. His orgasm prompted my own, my pussy clenching around his squirting cock. My mom was outside and we were cuming together. Our faces contorted in pleasure as we took our release from one another. The thought that she was here made it that much better. “Dave, you in there?” My Mom knocked on the door, both of us turning around in horror. This was it.

She gritted her teeth and said, “I didn’t expect that you’d accept the truth about their incestuous relationship so indifferently. “Winona Harris, you’d better watch your mouth.” Christina was furious. “My uncle already said that he was in love with my mother but the feeling wasn’t mutual, and my mom didn’t know about it.” “He lied to you, Christina. There are lots of things you don’t know about. Do you know why your mom got married to your dad back then? That’s because of the disclosure of her incestuous relationship with Francis. She chose to rush into marriage with John just to silence everyone.”