Moms Get Naughty Novels & Stories

"Excuse me, Uncle Roman. It seems like you're telling him that you're embarrassing me because I have a bad attitude. Let me tell you that ninety-nine point nine percent that you and your daughter have a worse attitude than mine. So you should be more ashamed of yourselves and not me." "That's enough, Amber! You never had any respect for your Uncle Roman. Is that how you have a better attitude than them? You don't know how to be grateful to the person who feeds you," my mom glared at me angrily. I'm also impressed with her. She is quick to defend when I speak ill of her husband and stepdaughter. Sometimes, I feel that Ruby is her real daughter and not me.

I've made a bad impression on the most gorgeous guy I've ever seen. I heard a knock at the door. My mom comes in. She looks fairly normal. The clothes she has on are definitely not what she was wearing when she left the house, but other than that, she looks like Mom. Not like some sex kitten getting used for Moe’s pleasure in front of a hundred other people only a few moments ago. Yikes. Never think that again!

Mackenzie said furiously he planned to fly back home and attend his duties as a secret member of Royal family in his city. In prison Joshua Brooks is regretting his involvement with Jona Adams. He thought that she was just a naive wet behind in the ears woman claiming to be tough, but how could he be wrong, there's nothing beautiful in her except her beautiful body and heavenly face. She is a conniving devil woman. He urged him to transact illegal business, her business. In exchange for favors in the bedroom. Then when he was caught she dropped him off like a rag claiming she never knew him. He won't be surprised if she is the one who frame him up.

To make up for my absence, the authorities granted Austin countless privileges, helping him climb to power in Bexley City. And yet, not only did his family fail to show gratitude, they wielded those privileges like weapons—arrogant, ruthless, merciless. Then, without warning, my daughter slipped from my grasp. She fell to her knees before Isla, sobbing as she begged. "Nanny Isla, please, let this lady go. She doesn't know my dad, that's why she offended you. Punish me instead. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it." My blood turned to ice.

I walked over to the balcony, enjoying the wind before softly replying, "I've called you like this several times before, Yohan." It was also my first time being a mother. I felt anxious and did not know what to do every time Julian got sick. Even with the family doctor present, I still called Yohan with trembling hands. My voice broke whenever I begged for him to come home. However, I could still recall his icy reply back then. I replied, "You told me, it's one thing I couldn't take care of myself, but how could I fail to take care of Juli as well?" "Naomi, I—" Yohan's voice was hoarse.

Before my boyfriend, Jared Vance, came to visit, I repeatedly reminded my mom, Eleanor Mack, "Just keep everything light and casual, and please don't say anything inappropriate." Mom got annoyed. "I'm a grown woman. Do I really need you to teach me how to behave? Don't worry, I absolutely won't embarrass you." Only after Mom's repeated assurances did I bring Jared home, though I was still nervous. On the way, I kept preparing him for the worst as well.

Mary suggested we just act normal and go ask Mom what’s for dinner. We walked quietly down the hall. Mom’s door was partially open. We both stopped when we saw her lying on the bed in just a towel on top, legs spread, using a small pink vibrator on her hairy pussy and moaning softly. Mary tried to leave but I held her there and took out my phone. I recorded Mom fingering herself from behind for almost a minute. My hard cock was pressed against Mary’s ass the whole time.

I explained in a small voice. "Miscounted?" Mom spat, interrupting me. "You're the only one who didn't get anything. She was probably annoyed that you were trying to get one. Why must you be so greedy? You're so embarrassing! Will you only be satisfied when everyone ridicules me for raising such a greedy daughter?" A wave of stress crashed into me. I dug my nails into my arms and scratched myself until my skin turned raw and bloody. However, I didn't feel even an ounce of comfort.

She said, reminding me of my first gay fuck…with a senior called Jake in the school’s library. “Dr.Voss!” I screamed as she slammed the dildo into my ass, painfully stretching my hole. “Take it like the good boy you are.” She hissed as she began to thrust in and out, each sending equal waves of pain and pleasure through me. “Do you like this in your ass? Do you like watching me fuck your asshole? Do I fuck you better than Jake?” she asked. “Yes! Yes! Mommy! You fuck me better than Jake.” I moaned.

Mom licked my clit hungrily between them, her hot tongue flicking fast. After they pumped fresh hot loads into me, they plugged both my holes tight. Thick cum stayed trapped inside, making my belly feel full and heavy. They dressed Mom and me the same: tiny sheer black micro-dresses that showed our nipples clearly and barely covered our asses. Heavy matching collars that said “More Than Blood, Mother & Daughter Breeding Sluts.” Nipple clamps with chains, and fat vibrating plugs controlled by Victor’s phone.