Mommy Porn Books Novels & Stories

I strode through the direction of my bedroom and sat on the bed, opened the cabinet on the bedside table, and pulled out the black album inside it. Slowly opening it and flipping through its pages, I couldn't help but to smirk as I saw the printed pictures of me with mom, naked, while in bed. Every picture was taken at a different angle, each one were indicating a forbidden act. Mom liked to record our sessions and then whenever I was at work, she would either watch them or stare at the printed pictures while pleasuring herself. I shook my head when my mind started to imagine her figure, inserting her own fingers in and out of her while moaning my name. Or sometimes, she would use a vibrator

You must read, so you'll know what we know. Loving books as she did, Madeleine had soon forgotten her disappointment. The private library was a wondrous hoard of knowledge, and as arousing in its way as the long, shared hours of yesterday. Each book was a classic of pornography. As she read — and read and read and read - Madeleine soon grew both learned and fevered. Every picture seemed to remind her of the touch of Delrina’s lips, or the way Laurelina’s fingertips could seek out, and find, the most discreet and receptive of pleasure-nodes, then tantalise them to the very edge of madness. Every line or paragraph of uncensored prose seemed to conjure up the taste of Nadia’s sweat.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

Mom nodded agreeing, asking about some book recommendation, and dad jumped in with a question about the school curriculum, their voices blending into background noise as I hooked my finger under the edge of her panties, pulling them aside to expose her bare pussy, slick and hot, my fingers sliding through her folds easy because she was dripping wet. “Oh that sounds interesting,” she said in response to dad, but the oh dragged out a bit too long, turning into a quiet moan that she covered by clearing her throat, her body tensing as I pushed one finger inside her, slow at first, feeling her tight walls grip me immediately, pulling me deeper.

he said keeping my feet up. "You're ready bunny?" I turned to the screen while I can still catch my breath, watching Mommy position herself on the bed, the phone giving us the perfect view of her wet pussy, glistening under the light. "Look how wet she is, baby. All from watching you take this cock," I whimpered, my eyes glued to mommy touching herself. "That's right. Touch yourself, baby. Play with that pussy," I gasped when Michael began thrusting, gradually increasing his pace. "Spread those lips and play with your clit. Let our good little boy see that pretty pussy," "Oh fuck," Mommy and I moaned, while I took a pounding and still be hypnotized by the view before my eyes. "Can you hear h

It was a hard-core p**n magazine. "Oooohh", she cooed, "I like this". She said as she grabbed the book from me and started to flip the pages. A few momemts of us sitting next to another, looking at pictures of people sucking and fucking, men fucking women, women fingering women, I could tell I was hard as hell and kept refraining from touching her ass with my hand. As she looked at each page, she moved herself back and onto my awaiting hand so I could feel her ass on my fingers. .

I moaned and arched up to meet her. “Mommy… please… harder…” She picked up the pace. Her hips snapped forward. The bed creaked under us. She leaned down and kissed me. A deep claiming kiss while she fucked me harder. “You are mine,” she whispered against my lips. “Say it.” “I’m yours,” I gasped. “Only yours, Mommy.” She reached between us and circled my clit with her thumb. “Come for Mommy,” she ordered. “Come on my cock. Show me who owns this pussy.”

"Good morning Ms Greene. How are you doing today? I just came in from seeing your daughter. Won't you ask how she's doing?" "How is she doing?" "Now you're being a mother? When she was looking for cocaine buyers, where was this motherhood? When she was stealing, where was this fake mother then?" "I didn't..." "You don't have any excuses. She has confessed to everything but you know what? Ask me, say what." "What?"

I got out a dense packed book and quickly went back to Reuben in bed. He looked confused and disheveled; his inquisitive gaze fell on the book in my hand. He asked, "What is that?" I, in turn, proudly presented it to him, "Lo and behold Your Highness, this right here in my hand is the 5th popular limited edition of Busty Asian Babes. I heard it is so stimulating that you can release at any time." Reuben with book in hand, "..........."

“Ahh…! Fuck…! Mmmh…! It’s… it’s so deep…! Oh god… ungh…!” Damien reached around and wrapped a hand around Elias’s leaking cock, stroking him roughly in time with his thrusts. The added stimulation made Elias’s voice crack completely. “F-fuck…! Ahh…! I’m… I’m gonna… mmmh…! Damien… please…!” His moans turned into broken, blabbering sounds as Damien pounded into him without mercy. “Unngh…! Ah… ah…! It feels… it feels too good…! Fuck…! Mmmh…! I can’t… I can’t… ahh…!”