Mommy And Son Taboo Novels & Stories

I did exactly what he said, draping myself over the couch arm, my tits pressing into the cushions and my ass up high. I reached back spreading my cheeks showing him my cum filled pussy. “Look at what you did to me. Your son’s wife is all sloppy and ready for more of your dick. Fuck me deep this time. I want to feel you hit the bottom and make me scream.” My clit pulsed waiting for him and I wiggled my hips back inviting him in. The taboo of it all hit me hard. My husband's dad was about to pound me again right where we watched movies together.

Dear Diary, It’s been a crazy month. Now, Living under the same roof as my father and his new wife, Lizzy, is like living in a pressure cooker. My father is a powerful man. He’s rich, he’s cold, and he doesn’t care about rules. He and Lizzy have a deal. They can sleep with whoever they want. It’s an "open marriage," they call it. But I’m not part of the deal. I’m just ShaQuan. I’m the son who is supposed to look the other way while they bring strangers into our home. But today, the walls felt too thin. Today, the games they play finally reached my bedroom door.

"Fill your mommy's pussy with your nasty filthy spunk. Pour it into me baby...give mommy all your hot nasty cream!" It was very erotic, in a very strange way...hearing her say that. I was after all a very mature man at my age, even though I was her son. And yet...hearing her referring to herself as "mommy" told me that she was allowing herself whatever taboo thoughts or pleasures she had harbored for however long...to finally be expressed, to come out and consume her. "Yes mommy," I said simply, words I hadn't spoken in years. "Fuck your son's cock, make it cum... make it spurt it's nasty, naughty, filthy fuck juice inside your dirty nasty cunt!"

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

This is wrong in so many ways. Turning back toward me slowly, he's still breathing hard. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are still wild. He looks like he's barely holding himself together. “We don’t speak of this,” he says at last. “Not to anyone. Ever.” Staring at him, I don't answer, my heart won't slow down. He takes another step back, putting more distance between us. “It’s the bond,” I whisper. “Isn’t it?” His silence is answer enough. Fated bonds are wrong, forbidden, now I have one, and to my mother's husband!

“We will not be raising a dictator.” “Speak for yourself,” Tabatha says as she slides past with Damien on her sixth, desperate not to smile and failing hard. “He can subjugate nap schedules and I will applaud.” Damien scoops his son in a one-armed hold that looks like it’s been carved into his bones. “Later,” he tells Tabatha, and gets a kiss anyway because We just survived days without each other, and then a psycho woman wanting to take our friend away for good. Tara drifts up with a shadow braided like a ribbon between her fingers.

When she looked the following evening, the story was on the same page, but not on the same line. He had looked at it! But how much had he read? The piece of the story on the screen had the mother on her knees in the kitchen while her son held onto her head and fucked her sucking mouth. After he blows his load and she swallows, she says, "Oh, baby, I've wanted to do that for so long!" To which he replies, "Me, too, Mom! Let's go in your bedroom and fuck!" Even if James had not scrolled off the page, he should still have gotten the gist of what his mother was reading about. But would that be enough to break the taboo-ice?

The metal's subtle movements sent jolts straight to her pussy, and she nodded eagerly. "I know it sounds unorthodox, but your mom and I—" Dean began again, sweating blood as his dick throbbed, begging to be let into that young snatch. "Okay, daddy. If you think it'll help," Tracy cut him off sheepishly, just as eager to get fucked, the taboo of the dick she craved being her daddy's only making her shameless cunt wetter.

Enzo murmured as he leaned closer, lightly gripping my neck while teasing me with the tip of his cock. I bit down on my lower lip and released a shaky sigh. “Daddy,” I whispered. “Good girl,” he praised before pressing himself fully against me. “Fuck me, Daddy,” I moaned as he drove into me, gradually increasing his pace. “Yes… like that,” I breathed, my voice barely above a whisper as each thrust pulled another helpless sound from my lips. At the same time, I kept stroking both Adrian and Damien, my movements growing more desperate as the intensity built.