Mom Son Make Out Novels & Stories

He grips onto my waist and lifts me on the desk, I wrap my legs around his waist pulling him towards me with his tongue still inside my mouth. He swallows the moans I breathe into his mouth and my hands play with his hair, tugging and pulling on it, His hands then fly to the back of my bra, unclipping it until it falls to the floor along with my coat, he squeezes my breasts kneading them in his huge hands and I slip my tongue into his mouth this time. Then my phone buzzes breaking our heavy make-out session and I notice a message from my mom. Mom: Dad will be home soon honey x

I held the DVD, tomorrow the player would arrive. The next section, Mom and Jackie making out, rubbing their bodies together. Mom fingering her daughter's soaked pussy. Jackie, two fingers in her mom's pussy, and finally, Mother and daughter in a sixty-nine. Jack standing over them, masturbating. Oh, to be a fly on that wall.

I increased my speed, the way I sucked hungrily on his cock as I moaned like he was sucking me. “Ah, fuck,” Clint growled in pleasure. “Gosh, I need to cum.” Those were his words when I heard him say them. I suddenly removed his cock from my mouth. I raised my face to look at him. “What? Why? I’m about to cum. Fucking put it back in your mouth.” In less than 5 seconds, he groaned loudly, releasing the cum in my mouth. I wanted to vomit it out. That was the first time I’d ever tasted cum. Sean never did that to me.

I bite my lips and find his rhythm, riding out wave after wave of delicious sensation and feeling myself reaching the climax. And finally he jerks, losing all control he had as he comes inside of the condom, just as my orgasm rushing through me the same time, my juice milking all over him. He collapses on top of me, burying his face in the hollow of my neck and inhales, as if he craves the special scent that belongs to me. *** Moments later when we both come downstairs, everyone is already seated beside the table. “What took you so long?” mom asks. Her face is dark, and she is still in sulk.

"Mommy..." "Cum baby," I moaned, riding him hard and fast. "I'm so close," I whispered, bracing my hands on his chest. "Cum with me," I reached down to rub my swollen clit, tipping myself to the edge. "Fuck," Jackson and I exclaimed as we came. I moaned feeling him fill me up. Jackson engulfed me as soon as I laid on his chest, spent. "Oh my, when is this never amazing?" Jackson said laughing. "Are you okay?"

"You're wound up tighter than usual." "Does it matter?" Dynan pulled her down for another kiss, deeper this time, trying to lose himself in the familiar heat between them. "Not if you don't want it to." Mary bit his lower lip gently before pulling back to look at him, her eyes dark with desire. "But I know when something's eating at you." She stripped off her robe completely and Dynan let his hands wander over her curves, committing himself to this moment instead of the chaos in his head. Mary knew how to move, and make him forget everything else, and right now that was exactly what he needed.

"Mom, thank you." I smiled but said nothing. Adam sat beside me and held up his coffee. He never once looked at Kylie. I stood by the window and watched Christopher hold her hand as they walked out of the gates. She wrapped her arm around his and leaned against him. She was smiling like she had just won the lottery. "Why didn't you let me tell him?" Adam walked up to me from behind. There was a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Do you think Christopher would believe us if you told him now?"

I never imagined that on my way to surprise my son, his girlfriend would mistake me for his mistress—lock me in a basement, and torture me for an entire day. Elara had just graduated middle school—top of her class, sharp as a whip and twice as headstrong. To celebrate, I planned a small getaway: just the three of us. Me, my husband Dominic, and our daughter basking under the Bermuda sun, pretending—for a few days—that the world was soft and safe.

“Mom, I was wrong that day. I shouldn’t have said that and made you angry.” Stella looked awkward. “Quiana, you’re back! I saw you and Shaun from a distance when I went to pick up Jaxon. I thought I was mistaken.” She held onto Jaxon’s hand tightly and had no intention of letting go. Jaxon winced and pulled his hand away from Stella. “Aunt Stella, you’re hurting me.” He ran to me and hugged me. Stella looked upset but did not say anything. I noticed her reaction. “Mom, I was acting spoiled before. I missed you a lot.”