Mother And Son Sex Stories Novels & Stories

"An older man fucking you like you're his property. Tell me the truth, Lia." "Yes! Yes, Julian! Harder, please, fuck me harder!" I sobbed, completely losing my mind from the pleasure. He gripped my waist with both of his huge hands, lifting my body slightly with every single downward plunge, driving his dick so deep I could feel it hitting the very top of my womb. The forbidden nature of it, the raw age gap, the way he completely controlled every inch of my body pushed me straight over the edge. My tight walls clamped down on his long dick like a vice, contracting wildly over and over again as a massive, uncontrollable squirt burst out of me, drenching his thighs and his stomach.

Candy threw her head backward, her legs spread open in a way that should have been impossible as she let out muffled moans. Waves of desire coursed through my whole body. I pulled all the way out and then thrust into her, up to my hilt. She moved her hips halfway to meet my strokes. Soon, I found a rhythm and began to thrust into her. The table rattled behind her, and so did the beads around my neck. My dick twitched, and I knew if I didn’t stop soon, I would come quicker. I pulled away… “Daddy, why did you stop?” she asked in a soft whisper. “Do you not want a taste of this pussy anymore?”

"I didn't know she had a brother." "Half-brother, technically." Bryan stood, offering a polite bow. "From our father's concubine." Concubine. Which meant his mother was a kept woman. Something ugly stirred in my chest. "So you're the son of a concubine," I said, letting contempt color my voice. "Interesting that Juliette would bring you here. I suppose she likes surrounding herself with people of... similar backgrounds." Bryan's expression cooled. "My mother's status has nothing to do with my character."

“I may not be your father by blood, but I am your mother’s husband.” “That’s not an answer. That’s a title.” She spatted angrily. You both don’t even love yourself, so why are you even married to each other? I just looked outside the window. She didn't have to know why Davika and I got married. But how would she react when she finally finds out the truth? “Zina, that changes nothing,” I continued. “Because what you’re asking for isn’t just risky and complicated. It is a line that cannot be uncrossed once crossed. I am married to your mother, and in the eyes of every person in our lives, I am your father. What you want is not simply forbidden. It is a destruction that you could end up regrett

Slowly, I looked into her eyes. “You really want to know what’s wrong?” I asked. She nodded and gently placed my head on her shoulder. “Talk to me,” she said softly. “Sebastian Whitmore,” I whispered. “Sebastian Whitmore.” “He’s Xavier’s father.” “No!” I suddenly stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I held my face in disgust, rubbing my arms in anger. “What have I done?” “No!” “This can’t be!” Vanezza walked closer. “Who’s Xavier?” she asked.

"It's a story about sex." "Depends on what?" My erection, which had softened, swelled again, and I made no attempt to conceal it. "I like sex stories." "It depends on what you're comfortable with," Mom said as she turned and looked out to sea. The sky had darkened; rain was on the way. She turned back and spoke just above a whisper, "This one is about her and her son." We weren't going to talk about Brooke and Rob. Well, we were, but we weren't. I looked into my mother's eyes, letting my fingers lightly brush over the bulge in my shorts, "I'd like to hear it."

“I’m such a dirty gangbang slut… my son would be disgusted if he knew his mother was an airtight cumdump.” That line made my cock throb painfully. I pulled it out, already leaking, and started stroking as I watched my own mother degrade herself for eight strangers. They didn’t ease her in. They carried her to the big sectional and positioned her perfectly. One guy lay down and pulled her on top, sinking his cock deep into her pussy. Another immediately pushed into her ass from behind. A third forced his dick back into her mouth. Within seconds Mom was airtight — three holes stuffed at the same time.

Was any of that following my instructions? "And after you contracted an STD and intentionally passed it on to me… Was that what I wanted, too?" My words grew a collective wave of shocked murmurs. "Good grief. What is wrong with this son? He ruins his life and drags his father down with him. That's an ingrate, through and through." "Don't even get me started. Caleb is completely blinded by lust." "I think the father must've been driven past his limit to file for a legal severance. If it were my son, I would've disowned him the moment his thug girlfriend beat my wife into the ICU."

Although not enough to convince me she'd be into that sort of thing for real. On the Literotica site she predominantly read submissive women stories which included a wide range from gangbang, interracial, lesbian, illustrated and incest. Stories like: 'Backseat Mommy', 'What Mom Doesn't Know Fucks Her', 'Pet Mommy' and 'Mommy Slut'. In most of those, the mother was submissive to her son. Not going to lie, I almost burst right then and there. I pulled out my cock and stroked it as I read the entire "Mom-Son" series.

She had been caught red-handed and her spy only exited after she had left. 'What did you find?' The female voice asked. 'It's confirmed, Mom. Sheena is sleeping with her husband's Illegitimate Son.' Raymond said to his mother.