Moms Booty Novels & Stories

Fans flooded my page, begging. [Stella, please. Just give me one chance.] [You're one of Carmoria's best dancers. You made us proud overseas. Let us see you live!] I laughed. I was about to set up a giveaway when a comment popped up: [What's there to be proud of? She's used-up trash. She lost her baby in a car crash. Who cares how well she dances? Who knows how many men she slept with to become principal?] I clicked the profile without thinking.

She felt like a failure as a mother. Sebastian nodded. "I'll take you there." Right now, she needed her son's company more than anything. After dinner, Sebastian drove Lisbeth to the hospital himself. They found Dennis lying bored in his hospital bed. The child was still weak and could do little more than rest. Seeing his mother, his face lit up. "Mommy." Lisbeth gently stroked Dennis's small face. "Mommy's here to see you. I'm staying with you tonight." At three years old, Dennis didn't understand much about the world. But he understood this. "Yay, Mommy stays."

Ch-3 --------------------- Since I was laying there without the robe on, mom could clearly see that my modest ten inch friend down there was enjoying her floor show. It was lurching and growing constantly. Mom was trying to 'sell me on her' so I could be tied down to her by marriage, and she was doing a great job. What was next?

"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

Into fertile wombs. Natalie quivered beside me as her mother swung from the pole. She had her back to the pole and spread her legs wide, the denim hugging her plump pussy lips. She had no panties on. She was clearly shaved. "Shit," I groaned. Her mom slid down it until she lay on the ground. She humped the air at us as she ripped off her pasties. Fat, dark-pink nipples sprang out. They were huge, topping those big, quivering boobs. She rose up, the men throwing dollars at her feet.

, 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.”

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.”

White beads in different shapes, carefully arranged. “It’s beautiful,” I said softly. “Let me.” She took my hand and carefully slipped the bracelet onto my wrist. It matched my skin perfectly. “Thank you. Thank you, Lily.” I hugged her tightly, trying my best not to cry. “You know, I really admire you,” she continued. “You’re the only one who stayed until the end. You make us feel like we have a mom again—someone who loves us and loves Daddy too.” My heart tightened. “Daddy really loves you. Even if he doesn’t say it, we know. We see the way he looks at you. It’s the same way he used to look at Mom.”

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?”