Mom Teaches Anal Novels & Stories

At that moment, my attention was completely consumed by Aunt Maggie's voluptuous figure. I barely registered a word she said. Watching her breasts spill out from her clothes as her hands pressed them together, I couldn't help but imagine how they'd feel beneath my fingers. But would she get angry at me? Would she tell my parents? Then again, after what she did in my room that night… Screw it. I couldn't hold back any longer. I reached out and grabbed her bare flesh.

Daniel commanded. I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself, smoothing out my clothes and hair as I sat back down. Daniel adjusted his tie and cleared his throat, his eyes locked on the door. He didn't even flinch, he looked composed as if he didn't almost just fuck me on his desk. How was I supposed to face my mother after what just happened? The door opened and my mum walked in, a hint of surprise was plastered on her face, seeing me. “Maya, what are you doing here?” Before I could respond Daniel stepped forward with his signature smile, the one that makes my heart melt.

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

I shuddered, thrusting away at her anal sheath with powerful strokes. Hard thrusts as she moaned louder and louder. Her asshole grew hotter. I was about to burst in her asshole. About to flood her with all my cum. "Oh, my god, both my boys' dicks!" Mom squealed as she plunged her twat down Dad's dick. I buried to the hilt in her asshole. "Yes!" Her bowels convulsed around my cock. I groaned as she spasmed around me with that amazing anal sheath. The pressure in my nuts burst. Jizz shot up my cock and erupted into my mother's hot and spasming asshole.

Annie wanted to take a sip of the milk, but my mom, who had always been kind, called her shameless and asked her if her family was so poor that they couldn't afford a meal. That year, I suddenly had a severe stomachache during the exam and fainted from the pain. I did badly in the exam again. But Annie got accepted into one of the top colleges. These incidents had happened twice. I couldn't help but grow suspicious about the milk Mom made me drink before I slept. This time, I set the glass of milk on the desk and said, "Mom, I'll drink it later." Once Mom left, I poured the milk into the pot on the windowsill.

"Do you think... Tommy might have heard what we said? Maybe he found out we used him to scare Talia into breaking up, and he couldn't handle it, so he went and..." He could not finish the sentence, but what he left unsaid was loud enough. Mom cut him off immediately, her tone sharp and edged with a panic she was trying hard to hide. "No. Absolutely not. He does everything we tell him. Even if he found out, so what? He's probably just upset and went for a walk to cool off. He'll be back soon. Stop overthinking this." The words came out confident enough, but the fear behind her eyes was impossible to miss.

"Things are tighter now. Try to spend less. I'm not asking you to get a job, but at least be frugal." Those words struck a nerve. Ashley hurled her mouse to the floor. "What's that supposed to mean? You're my mom. If you can't support me, why have me? I'm just using your money, and you're nagging me? I haven't even complained about your lame life yet."

"I'm not lying…" "What did you say?" Mom frowned as if she hadn't heard me clearly. I raised my voice. "I said I'm not lying!" She took a deep breath and visibly tamped down her temper, clearly annoyed by my crying. Then, she waved her hand dismissively. "Enough. Stop crying. If you want to cry, go to your room and do it there. I've had enough of this!" As she spoke, she stood up and was about to shove me. "Crying is all you know how to do. Can't I speak my mind around you? You were the one who couldn't get into university back then. Don't stand there acting like your father and I owe you something!"

I didn't respond. Later, I picked up my phone and tapped on Instagram, only to see that Adrian had posted again. The photo showed Rowena's profile as she held the baby, gently soothing him. The caption read, "Can anyone relate to how exhausting taking care of a baby is? It's a good thing his mom is here to help out. She's seriously amazing at calming him down!"

When Charmine saw his text, her lips curled up unknowingly. How beautiful would it be if it was true. She hoped so. [Momo: Mommy, you must watch the monitor. We’re arriving at Auntie Annabel’s house soon! Also, don’t tell Daddy about this, but I asked someone to place the camera there secretly. He’ll smack my buttocks if he finds out!] Strange as it was, Charmine felt it was adorable as she pictured Anthony smacking Chris’ little buttocks.