Mother And Son Taboo Novels & Stories

“Are you kidding me? Tell me, what does it look like? ‘Cause from my perspective, it looks like you were seriously masturbating on Avery’s bed!” Her voice drools with pure disgust, but for some reason, that didn’t bother me. No one understands what I feel for Avery and no one’s going to make me feel guilty or ashamed of it. I know what it looks like. Obsessing over my own son’s wife-to-be? It’s fucking forbidden, but my fucking God, I can’t stop reaping the forbidden fruit! “What does it look like, Gideon? They are getting married in less than three months!” Martha screams at me.

“Easy.” “I’m fine,” my voice comes out rougher than I intended. “You sure?” “Yeah.” No but I nod anyway. Dad folds one of the documents neatly before looking at me again, more carefully this time. “You know,” he says slowly, “after everything with your mother, I learned something important.” I glance up. He rarely talks about Mom in the mornings. “You can usually tell how serious a man is by consistency,” he continues. “Not charm. Not gifts. Consistency.”

she shouted. "My family" Leausam calmly said, "So, this little thing is my Apo" his father said, Tabi giggled at him and carry Tabi to the dining table. "Come let's eat," he said and smiled at me. Leusam grabbed me by the waist before following his father and leaving the mother there. We just talk and eat, laugh the whole time, Leusam’s Dad was very happy with Tabi while Leusam’s mom and I didn’t address. "When is the wedding?" Leusam's Dad asked.

“And whoever they are, they are powerful like us or…” They were silent after that; it took a little while before Tyler opened his mouth again. “If that’s the case, then you should not try to dig again. I also don’t like that.” “Why?” “Just don’t,” he said firmly. “It’s her privacy. We aren’t allowed to bypass.” She snorted, “Okay, if you say so.” With that, both mother and son ceased talking, but both had many things running in their minds. —

“Not while you’re putting on a fucking show.” Jonah didn’t stop fingering me. If anything, he went deeper, curling harder and watching my face while his brother groped me. I was trapped between them, Jonah’s set of hands between my legs while Riven’s hands on my tits. “Ah ah ah…oh my God.” The moans kept spilling out of me. It was so…Fuck! “Ah..ahhhh”

This time around, my moan was so loud that it earned a soft chuckle from my mom. Heat rushed to my face at my mom’s reaction, but I was far too overwhelmed to feel embarrassed. I averted my gaze towards the other side of the bed and saw that my mom’s legs were spread wide open as she was getting her pussy eaten by Mr. Frank, and at the same time a pillow had been pressed over her face, a silent means of suppressing my mom’s moans. The sight was taboo and hot, and it made my stomach twist because I was watching my mom get claimed, her legs spread for another man while I was getting claimed by his daughter.

harder, and faster, let’s call it a seal on a contract. The he suddenly stopped and looked at me, his expression clouded with a sudden, dark gravity. "Have you thought about what people will say? Your mother... the world... You know we can't hide forever." "I don't want to hide either," I responded, my hands moving to the hem of his shirt. "I want the whole world to know that I am yours. I don't care about the rest of them." "But I'm your stepfather," he said, the words heavy with the weight of the taboo we were about to shatter.

"You didn't care that Julia was suffering from severe heatstroke. You didn't believe it when a student reported her condition to you. You even stopped Mr. Hodge when he was trying to save her! So you're afraid that people might accuse you of playing favorites, huh?" Dad slowly stepped closer to Mom. "Congratulations. You made it. No one will dare accuse you of playing favorites now. "Everyone in this world now knows that you, Monica Campbell, are the strictest and most impartial woman alive—and you achieved that by sacrificing your daughter's life. How the hell are you even fit to be called a mother?" He practically shouted at the last few words. Mom's knees buckled, and her body slid right

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."

It caught the big mirror across the room, reflecting my flushed, lost face with my mouth open in shock and pleasure, while a broad-shouldered, shirtless man thrust into me from behind. Mom froze. Her breath hitched hard, all the color draining from her face as she stared at the screen. She couldn’t move. Couldn’t look away as the video kept going, showing the dark familiar hair on the man’s shoulders, the deep gravelly growl of his voice on the recording, and that obvious bruise on my neck. Outside by the water, Dad’s loud laugh carried over the crashing waves, followed by David’s calm deep voice calling to the boat captain. Inside, Mom slowly lifted her head, staring toward the empty hallwa