Moms Hairy Asshole Novels & Stories

Every strike from Mom was harder than the previous one. "Go ahead and stuff yourself as much as you can! I'll demolish you, you fat, greedy pig! I'll rid you of all your unwanted flesh!" Abigail was too heavy to dodge in time. She could only cover her head and scream, "Stop, Mom! Stop! It's me, Abigail…" "No, you're a pig. You're a goddamn pig!" Mom had completely lost touch with reality. The doctors rushed in and sedated her.

"I just wanted Ms. Sulvan to be part of our family! "Ms. Sulvan is so nice, not like Mom, who wears those old pajamas every day with messy hair and doesn't look good at all! All my classmates laugh at me and say my mom looks like a maid!"

Geez! On the other side, Ira's aristocratic black brows knitted together as his interest went back onto his phone. He needed to divert his attention before his arousal drove him to madness. He was rock hard and could feel the bulbous head of his member kissing against the band of his jockey. If he could be honest, he wanted to release his active swimmers so badly. Too bad the odds were not in favour of him today.

My whole body went numb with rage when I heard their words! “She’s your mother too!” The entire crowd erupted in derisive laughter. “Has this woman lost her mind? Mrs. Roth is standing right here!” “Hilarious! First, her mom pretended to be Mrs. Roth. Now, she’s acting like she’s Miss Roth. Don’t these two have any shame?” Tarni looked at me with haughty disdain. “You poor thing. Did you never see your father growing up? “No wonder. Your mother’s a woman of loose morals. She doesn’t even know who your father is. That’s why she’s barking at my father like a mad dog!”

Shit, Mom was a MILF! I sidled up behind her and caressed her ass. "Damn, woman, you look amazing." I ran my hand up her side, until I was cupping her breast. "Jesus, Mom! You're getting way too hot to be going into an office full of men. I don't want anyone messing with my woman. My hot pussy."

I don’t care if my mom had to share the same dick with me , I don’t care what comes out of it , I'm going to do it at this point . I knew that I shouldn’t do this , but my mom should have thought about how I would react when she decided to get married to a good looking man who was at the same time a pervert . I didn’t love him and I knew that , all I had for was pure loust and I hope he knows that . No matter how much it takes me , I am going to have that man under me . I felt someone grab my waist and I jerked off from where I stood immediately .

"Not bad for an old lady." "You are so beautiful, Mom." "Thank you, Carl." She said as spread her trim legs, giving me a total view of her. That night I didn't see much, now she was all there. Mom doesn't shave or trim, like Ashley. She's blonde and it's real cute, all tawny and furry. I could see her pussy, the lips big and wet. Fukin' A, man. I reached for my shorts, Mom put her hand on mine, stopping me and touching my bulge.

The words hurt more. Homewrecker? I’m not stealing Black from anyone. I don’t even feel anything for him. “Stop it!” Joshua shouted, but they only grew louder. My body felt heavy. Weak. Finally, they managed to pull me into the car. My hair was sticky. I smelled like raw egg. Flour clung to my face. My hands were shaking. I couldn’t understand. What did I do wrong? “Those crazy fangirls! I’m calling Kuya,” Lander said angrily.

I rasped, curling my fingers, searching. “Oh god…Right there!” His shout echoed off the walls. “There?” I fucked him harder. Relentless. The wet squelch of my fingers in his ass mingled with his moans—high, filthy, shameless. “You’re so wet, Miles. So fucking wet for your uncle?” “Yes… only for you…” He pants hard, biting down on his lips to keep his voice down. I slapped his thigh hard and he shouted. His whole body seized. Cum erupted from his cock in thick ropes, painting his stomach, dripping down his sides, Oh, my little nephew has a pain kink.

"And then, instead of crawling back to your pathetic little pack, you threw yourself at his father. Right there in front of everyone. Like a dog begging for scraps." "Can you imagine the desperation?" The pig-eyed woman shook her head. "The shamelessness? My mother would have drowned me if I behaved that way." "What else would you expect from Ashvale trash? No breeding. No dignity. Just a social climber who got lucky." I let them finish. Let them empty their venom. Then I smiled. "Are you done?" They exchanged smug glances. "Let me share some facts with you." I stepped closer. "Fact: I was abandoned at the altar. You're right. Do you know what I did next?"