Mom Son Intimacy Novels & Stories

"Caleb isn't 15 anymore. He's 35 and perfectly capable of deciding who he wants to love and date. What gives you the right to interfere in our lives?" Then, she drawled a long, knowing "oh" and continued, " I get it now, you pervert. Your wife can't move or satisfy your needs, so now you're eyeing my body, aren't you? You wanted to keep Caleb away from me so you could crawl into my bed, right? "I let it slide when you secretly stole my underwear, you absolute monster! If you didn't want your son carrying on the family line, why did you bother having him in the first place? You might as well keep your pants zipped!"

My walls clamp, pussy throbbing with an undiluted desire. “Arghhh!!” I gasps, trembling when I flick my clit. Not once but two times My lips parts “I am close.” I grit out. “Oh freaking hell, Momma. I am close.” Mason groans from the other side,his sounds of pleasure sending another wave of arousal strong to my core. “Just like that, Momma. Don't stop. Keep going… yes.” “Fuck!” “Oh!” “Yes!!!” Our moans tangle through the speaker, distant but intimate, like a secret only our bodies can understand.

"Says who honey? I'll tell you who, people who have never experienced the pleasure of their own flesh and blood. Any woman who says this is wrong has no idea what she is missing. I can't tell you how amazing it is to feel my sons inside of me, to hear them moan for me, to have them take me however they want, to be their lover." "But why do..." "Better than that," Mom continued in my ear as her hand made its way down my stomach. "Is the feeling of them wanting to please me, touching me, licking me, making me cum harder than I ever have before, loving me with their hearts and bodies. Don't you want to feel that Matt?" "I..." I stopped and moaned as Mom started slowly rocking her hips back and

Stacie pouted at me making me feel guilty right now. But they don't know how it feels to go to a club with your mom, watch the woman who gave birth to you get hinted on by a couple of guys twice younger than her. It sucks and it's so embarrassing. "Okay enough of that baby cakes, How is your dating life right now."

I was about to type back when I heard a knock on my door. Shit! I yanked my hand out of my pants and quickly threw my phone under my pillow. My mom opened the door and walked into my room “Mommmmmm!!!! What happened to waiting for a ‘come in’” I shouted, a little high-pitched. “Ohh, Ronny. Don't be such a sour girl” My mom smiled, ignoring my frustration as she casually strolled into the room, completely oblivious to what she had just interrupted. I sat up quickly, my cheeks still flushed from... well, everything. I did my best to compose myself, but my heart was still racing. My pussy still throbbing with the need to finish what I’d started.

Mom moaned in pleasure as she felt my hot cum being pumped deep inside her by her son's deep and hard-thrusting cock. With a final jerk of my hard cock and a growl of pleasure, I felt my cock finally spend itself inside mom's pussy. Mom was wrapped securely around my body, clinging to me with her post-orgasmic need for closeness with me as she slowly and tenderly caressed my body supporting and willing me to come down from my orgasm high and back to her. I moaned deeply as my muscles began to relax and protest. Not wanting to collapse into her, I used my remaining strength to grip her securely and roll us over to position her on top. Mom giggled at our quick change of position as she settled

I continued, “Mom, did you get mad at me because I said you ran away with Mr. Lewis? Is that why you made me eat the mango cake? “Mom, I won’t say you left with Mr. Lewis behind Dad’s back again. “I really don’t want to eat mango! I don’t want to drink chili water! My throat hurts!” My mom yelled hysterically, “There’s nothing between us! We just went abroad together once!” The more she spoke, the worse she looked. People around us stared. “So she cheated?” “What was she thinking? She kept giving that little girl things she is allergic to!” “Didn’t you hear? The girl said her mom made her drink chili water!”

"Mom told me not to tell you she still had money! She said you two are asking for more! Now look at this. She's pretending to be poor, and you two are already tearing each other apart." Those words stunned both Ryan and Victor. They immediately turned on each other again. "You told Mom to hide her money from us, didn't you?" The neighbors shook their heads, whispering among themselves. One of them clicked their tongue and remarked, "What's with these three? Their mom is hospitalized, and they're here arguing." "It's obviously about money. Susan must have some savings. Otherwise, they wouldn't be arguing out in the streets, would they?" "I bet that's the case. Kids don't turn out like this fo

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

Before getting married, Mom and Winston signed a prenup stating that she would never have children with him. She wanted nothing distracting them from their private world as a couple. Winston was a gym trainer making only a few hundred dollars a month, but he was lucky to meet Mom not long after starting the job. Armed with his eight-pack abs and smooth tongue, he succeeded in sweeping her off her feet. Just three days after Dad's funeral, Mom dragged Winston into the city hall to marry him.