Mother And Son Taboo Novels & Stories

Jess hums some pop song, but I’m still burning from Kayden’s stunt. Mom’s wiping down the counter when she glances at Jess, giving her a subtle nod. Jess catches it, mumbles something about checking her phone, and slips out, leaving me alone with Mom. “Zara, can we talk?” Mom asks, her voice soft, like she’s tiptoeing around me. I keep rinsing a plate, not meeting her eyes. “About what?” She hesitates, setting down her towel. “I know things have been… rough between us. I want to make it better. I’m sorry for how fast this all happened with Richard, for not talking to you more.”

"Mom told me not to tell you she still had money! She said you two are asking for more! Now look at this. She's pretending to be poor, and you two are already tearing each other apart." Those words stunned both Ryan and Victor. They immediately turned on each other again. "You told Mom to hide her money from us, didn't you?" The neighbors shook their heads, whispering among themselves. One of them clicked their tongue and remarked, "What's with these three? Their mom is hospitalized, and they're here arguing." "It's obviously about money. Susan must have some savings. Otherwise, they wouldn't be arguing out in the streets, would they?" "I bet that's the case. Kids don't turn out like this fo

Nothing. ‘Surely my mother must have sex-starved this man for months.’ The realization made my pussy throb even harder. Poor Kevin. Kevin stood at the foot of the bed, slowly stroking his thick, heavy cock as he stared down at me with dark, predatory eyes. “Alright now, child,” he said, voice deep and authoritative. “The Holy Book says to respect your parents. Are you ready to respect Daddy properly?” I smirked, spreading my legs on my mother’s bed. “Whatever Daddy tells me to do, that I shall do.”

He was in there banging some whore he brought home to satisfy his rut, and the entire place was reeking of their sex. Mum shifted uncomfortably. We all were. Ever since Eric started his banging, the tension in the house was suffocating. My own body was betraying me; my pulse was thrumming in my heat, and being trapped in a house filled with those sounds was making it worse. It was the full moon, after all. "Yes, Eric! Fuck me! Yes, just like that! Oh fuck, that's so deep!" the girl kept shouting, her voice echoing through the thin walls.

Oh my! Jonatahan took a deep breath and covered his face with his palms. "Everything went well, ma'am. You don't need to worry." Jonathan lied. "If all went well, then why did your wife come out of the room crying? Did you do it very rudely, dear?" Theresia asked, smiling sarcastically at her son. "Mom, can I please not talk about this?" Jonathan rubbed his face in frustration. In his opinion, discussing sex with the woman next to him was taboo.

"Your work is impressive. You have a knack for strategic thinking and creative problem-solving. That's exactly what this project needs.” “Thank you.” I replied. He rose from his seat he walked towards me and leaned on the desk. “I'm glad you're here Maya.” He said smiling at me “No, stop.” I knew what he was trying to do and I won't let him. “Look, we would keep this strictly professional.” “I didn't do anything.” He argued. “We can't work, Daniel you're with my mom, it's forbidden territory, what happened that night was a mistake.” “Things are better when forbidden.” His voice went low and was filled with lust.

For now, he was content to give in to the forbidden pleasure his mother offered, to lose himself in her willing body and the promise of the future she held. And so it began, a taboo affair between mother and son, fueled by lust and the forbidden fruit of incest. They would meet in secret, in Lalit’s bedroom or Poonam’s, their bodies entwined as they sought to satisfy the dark desires that had been simmering for so long. Poonam was insatiable, always ready and eager for her son’s cock. She would seduce him at every opportunity, her body a temple of pleasure that he worshipped with his hands, his mouth, and his hardness.

I tried to steady my hands as I kept my eyes on the tablecloth. "You don't look so happy," Claudia pointed out. The table went silent. "Don't tell me, you think you're better than carrying my son's pup," Tabitha hissed. "No! That's not it." "Then what is it then?" Claudia asked. "The process of making the baby wasn't fun for you," she taunted. I flinched, and the blush that rose to my cheeks was caught immediately by my mother-in-law and stepmother. Tabitha's smirk widened. "Oh, look at that. The poor thing's embarrassed that she liked being my son's slut."

~Elena~ I fucked a father and son. Yes, you read that right. I didn’t stutter. I took them both. One after the other. Sometimes at the same time. And no, I don’t regret a damn thing. They were both my mates. Not one. Not either. Both. You could say the Moon Goddess smiled at me… or maybe she just wanted to watch me break. And before you sit there with your mouth hanging open like you’ve never done anything wild, let me stop you right there.

When she looked the following evening, the story was on the same page, but not on the same line. He had looked at it! But how much had he read? The piece of the story on the screen had the mother on her knees in the kitchen while her son held onto her head and fucked her sucking mouth. After he blows his load and she swallows, she says, "Oh, baby, I've wanted to do that for so long!" To which he replies, "Me, too, Mom! Let's go in your bedroom and fuck!" Even if James had not scrolled off the page, he should still have gotten the gist of what his mother was reading about. But would that be enough to break the taboo-ice?