Mommy Dom Stories Novels & Stories

The notification lit up my phone at 11:47 PM. KinkConnect: New match - DomDaddy_SFBay I was three glasses of wine deep, sprawled on my couch in just a t-shirt and panties, my hand already between my legs because I'd been scrolling through profiles for the past hour getting myself worked up. I clicked on his profile with my free hand, still slowly circling my clit with the other. Ryan, 34. Experienced Dom. Not interested in brats or princesses. Looking for a slut who knows her place and wants to be used properly. If you need your hand held through every step, swipe left.

Every sensible part of me knows to turn around, go back to bed, and let whatever is behind that door stay there. Instead I move closer. The door is open. Just an inch. Just enough. And there he is. Dominic. My mother’s husband of one month. My stepfather, if the word even applies to a man I met thirty days ago at a courthouse wedding that felt more like a business transaction than a love story. He’s standing at the edge of the guest bed, shirtless, his slacks open and shoved down his thighs, and there’s a blonde woman on her hands and knees in front of him gripping the sheets while he drives into her from behind with long, brutal strokes that make the headboard knock the wall.

The sight made me cry even harder. Dominic groaned in satisfaction. He pulled out, flipped me over, and fucked me doggy style while pushing my face into Claire’s pillow. “I’m going to cum so deep inside you tonight,” he panted. “I want you walking around with my baby growing inside you while you pretend to be the innocent babysitter.” The twisted words sent me over the edge again. I came screaming, my pussy gushing and spasming around his cock as self-loathing consumed me. Dominic buried himself to the hilt and unloaded. Thick, heavy ropes of cum flooded my womb. He kept grinding, making sure it stayed deep, breeding me like he promised.

She can tell a stranger about her fertility issues but you can’t even tell your husband about yours? “This is their fourth in six years. Miles is only six months old.” Libby gave her a droll stare. “FYI: Channing is blaming the cherry bombs for her current state. Said she got home, got naked with Colby and neither remembered a condom.” Domini couldn’t help but laugh. “If it’s a girl, I hope they consider naming her Cherry.” A beat-up Suburban pulled up. Carter McKay exited the driver’s side. A tall, muscular guy Domini vaguely remembered from Colt and India’s wedding reception sauntered around the front end of the vehicle.

"How's your shopping with Dominic, baby?", Mom smiled when I entered the kitchen, she was baking a cake as usual. When she's here at home all she does was to bake anything she thinks of "It's okay, I already bought my dress for tomorrow", I answered weakly "Good to hear that you might get wild again if you can't find or didn't like your clothes just like what happened before we didn't even attend 'because you cried so hard I don't know, but you're like a baby who was robbed of a lollipop, anyway did something happen? Where's Dom?”, she said with a wide smile, usually when Dom and I go out instead of going straight on his home he is still hanging out at our home, so that explains why my mom i

It’s already 4 o’clock and I am currently laying down the couch lazily. Mom went out to have her hair done for our dinner tonight and Trixie went with her. Dad and Sky is in the garage fixing something in the car. So I am now left alone with nothing to do. “We should have went with mom and Trixie. It could be a girly time if not for your laziness.” Amari said in annoyance. “I’m not being lazy Amari. I am just not in the mood. I am feeling so hot and I can stop sweating.”

“Woman?’ he growled again, gently. ‘Mumma was missing you badly,’ said Dom who had stepped forward, his large grey-blue eyes filled with compassion. Proserpina sniffed and giggled self-consciously. Somehow, this time, she had longed to feel her man beside her. “Is it that time of the month?’ he growled softly, for her ears only and she gave a small chuckle, punching him on the shoulder, ‘You…randy beast…’ she said softly, shaking her head. “No, I was…’ she smiled up at him, tremulously raising her head to meet his concerned gaze and he pulled her into his arms, kissing her hard, long, and possessively. He loved his little woman, the mother of his seven children. She stepped back with a smile

He wanted to say something like, " You're going to tell me? But instead, they told me they were doing some whale watching, eating rich Italian foods, drinking expensive white and red wine, and lots of plates of pasta and pastries. Then next they off their way after tonight, they are going to Paris, France. "Oh, that sounds so yummy," I told them, dreaming about all those creamy plates of pasta, rich French foods, decadent, rich desserts, and hot cocoa, sitting by the blue waters in Itlay and sitting in Paris drinking coffee and eating puffy pastries and staring up at the Eiffel Tower. I sigh with wonders in my eyes. "Willow?" I heard my mom's voice, stared at the screen, and saw my parents w

Daddy was on the verge of killing grandpa and then he blackmailed mommy into marrying him and turned me into his sex slave. Dominik doesn’t seem to have any qualms though. He wants a child like it’s a business deadline. One year. No excuses. Good genes. I didn’t know it was possible for anyone to be as much of an asshole as he is. What if the child inherits that? I swallow hard and move to the bathroom, my hand instinctively going to the small packet of tampons in the cabinet. I pull it out, my fingers probing the center. Still there. Good. My tiny rebellion made the journey undetected. It’s a pathetic shield against a tank, but it's the only one I have, and It’s the only barrier left betwee

Good lord, she practically gushed onto her daughter's face when she saw her husband's cock halfway planted in their baby girl. "OK honey, here's what you're going to do," Dominic said, propping himself up on his hands. His face was beet red. Holding back had to be so hard. Well it serves him right, making me wait like that, Pamela thought. About time he had to deal with a little delayed gratification. "Can you find Mommy's clit?" Dominic asked, "Think about your own. Well, it should be in the same place." "Uh huh," Emily said from between her mother's thighs, "Got it."