Moms Booty Novels & Stories

"Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously." "Yeah. Me, too." The matron beamed at her pleasingly; so genuine she could only return the favor. The conversation went on from getting to know her family background which she carefully answered one by one. Chloe had to lie about her true identity to protect her alibi. Instead, she told them the same information she disclosed to her husband. After some time the topic was shifted to business. She learned that the Greysons dominantly conquered the line of logistics companies in the country. Aside from that, they hold fifteen franchises that offer high-end brands of clothing to malls that are cur

They were big and thick with red pasties covering her nipples. She sauntered across the stage, her plump booty rocking back and forth. The denim of her shorts hugged her butt-cheeks like a second skin, digging into her crack. She bent over, flashing such a tight cameltoe. I wanted to feel that pussy around my cock. I had to pump my cum into my future mother-in-law's pussy. I needed to make her squeal like a whore and put a baby in her belly. I would follow in Dad's footsteps and always dump my cum into unprotected cunt. Into fertile wombs.

, and it had only gotten harder as he’d become a teenager, gripped by the effects of puberty. His mom’s robe was slanted open at the top, and her boobs pushed out against it, showing off her cleavage and threatening to show off even more. The robe was short at the bottom, and Billy got the feeling that if she bent over away from him, he would get an open look at her gorgeous butt. Melissa had long blonde hair, but it was currently wrapped up in another towel, freshly showered. “It was a bust, mom,” said Billy, scratching his head. “Pete, uh, had to help his mom out with something.”

But nothing could satisfy her mother-in-law's demands. "Mother-in-law, what... what do you mean by that?" she looked at her with some panic, feeling a bad premonition in her heart. Renata crouched down, looked her in the eyes, and smiled. "Are you stupid or just pretending? You haven't even been able to get pregnant again! And you still want to hold the position of wife for the rest of your life?! Amanda is pregnant, and she will move into this house tomorrow to take your place!"

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

Hearing her moan, even over a piece of cake, would get me hard instantly. My mom is super sexy. As I kid I just thought of her body as soft. Now I know what all that cushion is for. She’s of Hispanic and Italian decent, 5’6, 135 lbs. Her skin is light olive with long, wavey dark brown hair. She loves short wearing cocktail dresses with deep scoops that show off her D-cup breasts and wide hips. She likes tall stilettos that accentuate her full, toned, and absolutely smooth legs.

she replied breathlessly, winking back at him over her shoulder. The four busty moms were now lined up in a perfect row on their hands and knees, side by side. Their enormous tits hung down heavily, swinging like pendulums, while their big, round asses pointed invitingly outward. Their sweat-glistened bodies waited eagerly for their next turn to get hammered hard from behind. “I think I’m going to like this ‘world of sex’… a lot,” the teen expressed with a satisfied grin. His mom peeked back at him with a naughty, loving smile, wagging her fleshy ass invitingly. “You’ll like it a lot more when there’s plenty of mommy-meat involved, baby.”

“You don’t have to answer now. Just remember, no matter what happens, I’m your mom.” Lily stood up. She didn’t smile. “May I go inside now?” she asked. For a brief moment, irritation crossed Monica’s face, but she hid it immediately. “Of course.” When Lily passed by me, she held my hand. Her grip was firm, uncertain. She didn’t look at me, but I knew she was confused. That night, Monica walked into the living room where we were all gathered—Kerill, the twins, Erica, and me.

Tall, muscular, confident guys in their thirties and forties who clearly knew exactly what my mother was: their personal neighborhood cumslut. The second the front door closed, Mom dropped to her knees in the middle of the living room like the eager whore she was. She was wearing nothing but a tiny black thong that was already soaked through. “God, I’ve been craving all of you,” she moaned, voice dripping with lust. “Six big cocks for your slutty mommy. Use every hole I have. Don’t be gentle.”

“Look at you, you can’t always be so lazy! You need to exercise for at least twenty minutes per day. “Still, we’re done for the day. Mommy needs to tell you one thing: In the following half of the month, I’ll be going out with that bad guy, and we’ll even discuss our wedding. “Momo has to remember that this is just Mommy’s plan, it’s not real. On the wedding day, Mommy will let the bad guy and the bad woman embarrass themselves in public and make them pay for what they did to me. Therefore, Momo doesn’t have to be sad and worried. You can’t wear out your body, alright?”