Mom Son Sex Storys Novels & Stories

"It's a story about sex." "Depends on what?" My erection, which had softened, swelled again, and I made no attempt to conceal it. "I like sex stories." "It depends on what you're comfortable with," Mom said as she turned and looked out to sea. The sky had darkened; rain was on the way. She turned back and spoke just above a whisper, "This one is about her and her son." We weren't going to talk about Brooke and Rob. Well, we were, but we weren't. I looked into my mother's eyes, letting my fingers lightly brush over the bulge in my shorts, "I'd like to hear it."

“Yeah.” “Do you have a favorite birth story?” “Hmm. Yes. It was their second pup, and dad was freaking out just as badly, if not worse than he had during the first one, according to mom. He just could not calm down. No matter how hard any of us tried. I guess mom had had enough. She looked his straight in the eye, and asked him if he enjoyed sex. Of course he said yes. She told him if he didn’t chill the hell out that he would be having sex with his hand for the rest of his life. I was clueless at the time, but every last person in that room bust up laughing. Needless to say dad groveled, and calmed down. When they came in for pup number three, I had already been at the hospital keeping an e

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

KINKS: M/M sex, power play, threesome I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The door to the guest room was cracked open, and the sounds hit me first—wet slaps of skin on skin, mixed with heavy breathing and low moans that echoed down the hallway. My mom was out shopping, thinking everything was normal at home, but here was her husband, my stepdad Mark, balls deep in some blonde woman. Lara, I think he called her once on the phone. Sweat glistened on their bodies under the afternoon light filtering through the curtains, making their skin shine like they were oiled up for a p**n shoot. Mark's broad shoulders flexed as he thrust into her, his ass muscles tightening with each push.

Camera lights flashed incessantly as microphones pushed toward her face. "Ms. Whitaker, we heard that you found Mr. York to donate bone marrow to your son. Is this true?" Before she could answer, several more microphones were thrust at her. "Is there a secret relationship between you and Mr. York? The success rate for non-blood relative matches is extremely low. Could the child be Mr. York's illegitimate son?" "Yesterday, your husband and Mr. York had an argument at the hospital. Was it because he discovered the child isn't biologically his?"

He reasoned with her. "How can you understand when you're not there to see what I saw. They should be keeping themselves chaste for their partner or better still, having someone they are seeing which we are aware of, but those brats looked like they exchange partners and have sex in circles….." she covered her mouth with both palms and whimpered softly. She couldn't get the image off her mind. Not to mention the size of the penis she saw on the men. To think her daughters' core accommodates such length…..

It was then he got caught by my Mom to be cheating on her. It was a big blow for my Mom because several times he had promised to end the relationship but only for her to find out after a few months that the mistress was transferred to another house only. I was tired seeing their relationship fall apart. And that is why, here I am in a convent trying to have some peace of mind and saving myself from possible heartaches in the future. I don't believe in fairytales anymore. For lovers, it's only once upon a time they were happy, then they end. So here is my story.

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."

But instead of speaking, I sat there staring at him waiting for him to continue. "Mom, I actually understand what is going on here. You are a wonderful person, and I love you. You have taken care of me and I truly appreciate that. But you have an obsession with sex." He paused to see my reaction, but getting none he continued. "Look, I know more than you think I know about your lifestyle. Brian and I have talked about this. You are a very sexual person and so is he. Mom, there is really nothing wrong with that. But it is important to channel that sexuality in the right direction."

Mara was postpartum. Grant: $15k for equipment. Kael’s mentorship: “How to not kill each other when you’re both exhausted.” 2. *Luis*: Single dad. Bike repair shop. Grant: $8k. Adia’s mentorship: “How to bring your kid to work and not feel guilty.” 3. *Priya and her mom*: Catering business. Grant: $20k. Both of them: “How to fight about money and still eat dinner together.”