Mommy Booty Novels & Stories

My mom didn’t have a normal mom bod,she had huge milk jugs and a beautiful curves,and when she was home after her boyfriends left or when she wasn’t sleeping,she would be roaming the house with booty shorts and a transparent cropped Shirt. I was in the sitting room one evening watching Tv when she walked in wearing Just a small bra top which was barely holding up her huge boobs and underwear, her camel tor on full display. I could feel,my dick growing in my pants so I moved my focus to the TV trying to focus but when I turned my head towards her direction again,my dick hardened instantly. Her pink nipple had slipped out of her bra top,the peek swollen and I found myself wanting to suck on th

Mom finally got tired of trying to coax me into making the first move using passive displays (at least that's the way I see it now) and decided to get aggressive. She was sitting across from me in the easy chair and I was watching TV. Her legs were spread open and I could see the garter belt that was holding up her nylons and the wet crotch of her panties - wet with what I now know was the cum of whoever she had picked up at the bar. I had a hard time keeping my eye on the TV because they kept wanting to stray over to mom's legs. She had great legs and she always wore high heels and nylons and that was (and still is) my biggest turn on.

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She looked up at me, confused, suddenly interested in the conversation. “For a person to be a mommy, she must marry a daddy and then they have a beautiful baby. Like you, Hayley. Your mommy and daddy had you. But I’m only your nanny, the one who takes care of you. A mommy must be someone who the daddy loves a lot, so that they get married.”

The little one lay on Madam Martínez' lap, speaking softly, "Angela only likes to eat Mommy's food, she has lost weight since being at the Martínez family these past few days." Madam Martínez laughed. "So if I don't let your mommy cook, I'll become the bad person?" "No, I just want to..."said Todd with a playful wink. "Todd, you're such a good child!" Madam Martínez affectionately ruffled Todd's hair.