Moms Get Naughty Novels & Stories

"Craig, I appreciate you were trying to do the right thing, but I just made it so you don't have to worry. So do me a favor and stop being nervous and start treating me the way you've been dreaming about." She slowly ran her tongue across her lips. "Like a slutty little cock tease that you're finally going to get a piece of." "Mom, can I see..." "Don't ask." She pointed to him. "I'm a dirty fucking whore who just gave her son a hand job. Let's hear all the nasty things my pictures made you think of doing." "Stop teasing and show me your fûcking tits." Craig spoke in a rush before he lost his nerve. "Yes sir." Mom whispered, flashing him a quick pout. She let the curtain go and cupping her ba

No way one guy can take care of two women who want to do nothing but fuck. Then came the night my mom decided to get cute. It was on the night that she usually ran around with Monica. She told me that she planned on being home early that night and that she had been extremely horny that day. "Get Troy over here baby. It would be nice to find you both here waiting for me when I get home." I called Troy and he said he would be right over. Mom came home and we went straight up to her bedroom. All three of us were on the bed naked, mom's mouth on my cock and Troy packing it to her from behind when I heard the front door close and footsteps coming up the stairs. I started to get up from the bed, b

Nurse Mel explained, still smiling. "Every board member who has a daughter has, at some point, attempted to set their daughters up with the youngest son. But without fail, all their efforts have come to naught. He just isn't interested in anything beyond a casual one-night fling," Nurse Mel elaborated, her words instantly seizing Bienley's undivided attention.

"Mom! Stop, I want to drink" He fought to take the bottle from my hand.. I was so sick and exhausted by his behaviour, I grabbed him up, and took him to the bathroom, I had to make sure of a soppy and then clean up the sleep from his eyes to the opportunity given.. I forced him and afterward, I bread that Megan's mom has come to have a word with person... "Good day, ma'am" She closer and then stopped all of a sudden... "Can we talk about our Children?".

“Good morning, ma.” “Good morning.” Marsha replied. She took some steps and stood in front of Anna, who fixed her eyes on her laptop screen and was pressing the keyboard non-stop. “Hey!” Marsha raised her voice. She looked around and discharged a deep breath to control herself. She lowered her voice and call. “Anna, are you blind?”

"Rescue you? You think I will rescue someone like you? Huh? No way. I won't rescue you because you deserve it. You deserve it because you are having sex with your stepfather, Mr. Calder!" My heart sank. Everything around me stopped. How did she know? Who told her? Was it Indira? Has she caught us? Suddenly, Cassey brought out her phone and played a video where I was busy receiving Calder’s cock, moaning and taking the pleasure. The look on my mom's face was out of this world. She stood still, with tears rushing out of her eyes. Wells rushed over to me and kicked my stomach. I groaned in excruciating pain.

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

Leaning on the seat, she looked out the window. "I have to get my mom's painting. Those were very close to Mom. I can not afford to lose them" Anna whispered to herself thinking about her mom. Her mom was a famous artist. Anna smiled thinking about those days when they used to draw paintings together. Everything was good until they found out her father cheated on her mother. Her mom endured everything for Anna's sake but slowly her health broke down and doctors declared her mom had cancer and it was her last stage. She only had three months to live. Anna saw the pain and suffering her mom went through. How she used to cry silently. How she became skin to bone. How much she cried to her fathe

Mama pushing me and I got excited. She went back to her room and I followed her. As we entered the room, Jade was watching television. As soon as she saw us coming in, she immediately laid down and covered herself with the blanket. "Okay Javen, get your wife out of my room! I need to rest properly," Mama said in a loud voice. She put her head out of the blanket, surprised at what her mother said. "Mama, NO!" she blurted out.

"After all Matt, doesn't Santa keep two lists, naughty and nice?" "Yes." I answered as I ran my hand up through Mom's thick black hair. "Well which list do you want me to be on?" Before I could answer she laughed. "I bet I know which one." Leaning over she began whispering in my ear. "You want a naughty girl don't you baby? A nasty little thing that will do all those dirty things little things, isn't that right?" "Oh, yes." I moaned as her hand dropped down between us and pressed my hand to her pussy again.