Moms Booty Novels & Stories

Ripley rolled her eyes, “no, you have all of the important ones. You big vain muscle man.” “When I gwow up, I want big boobie muscles like Cas.” River said, and I almost dropped her because I laughed so hard. “Big boobie muscles?” I asked River, who nodded her head vigorously. “Yes. But mommy said they awe fow boys. Giwls don't have muscles, but just boobies.” “Well,” I explained. “They’re called pecs. But boobie muscle is fun too. But you’re only three. You will grow into the body you’re meant to have, and if you want, when you’re older, I can help you become even stronger.”

"I can't remember which unit I went into last night because I was drunk. And I also didn't see the guy's face because it was dark inside his unit." "Oh my goodness! What a beautiful fool!" Jana couldn't help but blurt out upon hearing what I said. "What will you do now if you suddenly get pregnant? Who will you introduce as the father of your child? Don't tell me you'll introduce me as the baby's daddy. I'll really strangle you to death, Alice. My looks are not for being a daddy, but for being a mommy, okay?"

He stomped his feet in discontent, asserting, "I want Mommy. I only need Mommy. Mommy will do anything for me without hesitation." Daniel forcefully pushed his father out of the room and, with an angry finger pointed at him, declared, "Daddy is a bad guy." With that, the little boy slammed the door shut. Once the door was closed, Daniel climbed onto the bed, panting. He sighed and curled up in the quilt, his small body heaving from exertion. All he wanted was his mommy. People often praised his daddy, but he couldn't find his mommy anywhere. He wasn't even allowed to mention her.

CHAPTER 1: CATCHING MOM'S MILK SHOW CHAD’S POV I’m Chad fucking Thundercock, nineteen, six-foot-four of pure jacked muscle, veins popping like cables under tanned skin, and a twelve-inch, eight-inch-girth monster cock that’s been the downfall of every sorority girl on campus. But none of them—none—compare to the walking wet dream I call stepmom.

She spun around and fled with her tail between her legs. "Carter Chance, just you wait and see! Sooner or later, I'll make you regret this!" I wasn't a kid, so her threat didn't scare me at all. Adults relied on real capability to get things done, as actions spoke louder than words. A perfect example of this was how I had already arranged for people to put pressure on Lipton Corporation. They wouldn't have many good days left. Phillip wanted to use this opportunity to sneak away, but Ms. Yowley ordered her men to seize him.

"Sophia, how do I look?" Mom came out from the dressing room and asked me . She wore a short gown and with a huge opening at the back of the dress. "Mom, I don't think you can wear this". I turned and politely asked her to walk back to the dressing room and changed, because I wouldn't want anyone coming out and seeing what was happening.. She changed the dress but the next one was as showing as the first one. Does she want everyone at the mall begin to question her upbringing when they finally realise our relationship ?..

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.

Walking in her high heels, Haley approached and immediately attracted a chorus of exclamations. "Wow, Todd, is this your mom? She's so beautiful!" "Your mom looks like a goddess from the sky. No wonder both of you are so good-looking!" The children chattered around Haley. Haley smiled gently and said, "Eat more fruits and drink more water, and your skin will become fair and beautiful. You'll become more and more beautiful, trust me!" The beauty-conscious girls secretly kept this advice in mind. After saying goodbye to the other children, Todd held Angela’s hand and got into the car.

I've certainly never seen this much of it. "May I have some of that?" Mom asks, standing up to get the suntan lotion from Mary. Bending over, mom begins applying lotion to her own legs. I never get tired of looking at my mom's body. She's wearing a string bikini, with a thong bottom, that displays her firm, round ass cheeks to the world, or at least to Mary and I. Unbelievable! Two grown children and mom can still wear a thong... and make your dick hard when she does!

Half of her ass cheeks hang out and she looks so hot I could just pull those shorts off and bang the shit out of her. My mother Deborah was an incredibly young looking brunette, almost blonde, and green eyes. She is thirty-eight and a woman with exceptionally long legs and very much a modern woman that still shows off her legs wearing shorter skirts than women her age would wear. I like to see my mom and high heels because her skirts or dresses get shorter, and I always try to get a peek up at her skirt or dress. I've gotten lucky several times and have seen her different colored panties.