Mother Erotica Novels & Stories

My hand was moving slowly as I let out a low breath as I started stroking myself. I imagined Gracie walking into my room, wearing nothing but her lingerie, showcasing her huge boobs and round ass. Fuck.....it was as arousing as it was embarrassing that a lady i met for the first time was responsible for my hard on. This will probably be the first and last time that I was ever gonna masturbate. I imagined her taking off her bra and watching those huge mangoes fall out. My breath became heavy as I squeezed her both breasts in my palms while she moaned helplessly.

Every thrust pushed her closer, but every time she approached the edge he slowed down or pulled his hand away from her clit. Edging her. Teaching her. After the third denial, Margo was crying real tears of desperate need. “Please, Sir… I’ll do anything. Please let me cum!” Mr. Edmund leaned over her, biting the side of her neck hard enough to leave a mark. “Cum then. Cum all over my cock like the greedy little slut you are.” He slammed into her faster, thumb pressing firmly on her clit. Margo shattered. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, walls clamping down around him rhythmically as she screamed his title. “Sir— fuck— Sir!”

Her moans turned into short, broken whimpers now, “uh… uh… yes… like that…” He kept the pace brutal, the glass fogging from their heat. Her free hand braced against it, leaving wet prints. He finally pulled out, turned her, and bent her over the toilet tank. One hard shove and he was buried again, pounding her from behind while she gripped the edges. “Tell me what you are…” “Your overtime slut… your dirty little hole… use me…” He reached under, pinched her clit hard, and she broke. A loud, shaky “fuck...I’m cumming...” ripped out of her as her pussy clenched and fluttered around him, juices running down her thighs.

My moms; my beautiful, sexy stepmoms, fucking like animals on the counter where they prepare food. Thia’s athletic body glistened with sweat, her toned abs flexing while Leah’s curves jiggled, her ass cheek spreading on the marble. Even after all these years, they were hotter than any p**n I’d jerked to. My cock was rock hard, begging for release. I pulled it out right there in the dark, stroking slowly before matching their pace. Pre cum coated my hand as I watched Thia bite into Leah’s shoulder, their moans echoing desperately.

As I stood, I swayed gently, running my hands down my hips and squeezing my breasts while wetting my lips. He was captivated by the spectacle and began to masturbate. I crouched down and replaced his hand with mine, giving the skin of his penis a slow, deliberate massage. I opened his legs and began to graze his feet, then his thighs, with my breasts. I gently brushed his cock and moved up, my nipples tracing his body until I placed my breasts on his face.

"I want to see how deep into your pussy your fingers can go. I want to cum from watching you moan to your own touch." Madison's shoulders dropped.

My walls pulsed and squeezed him tight as waves of pleasure crashed through me. “Look at that,” Matthew laughed darkly, still thrusting through my orgasm. “You love it, don’t you? Cheating on your husband with this big black cock and cumming like a slut.” He pinched my nipples hard, twisting them between his fingers while he kept pounding me. The sharp pain sent fresh sparks straight to my clit. He leaned down and spit right on my pussy, making everything even wetter and messier. Then his rough thumb found my swollen clit and started rubbing it in fast, dirty circles.

She rubbed her foot in slow, circular motions, massaging me, teasing me right there in front of God and everyone. My cock throbbed, swelling rapidly, straining against the denim. The danger of it—the sheer, reckless insanity of getting jerked off by my cousin's foot while my mother sat two feet away—was fueling my addiction like gasoline on a fire. My mind screamed stop, but my body was screaming more. "I think it takes a very strong man to know what he wants and deny himself," Mira continued, taking a bite of a strawberry. She licked a drop of juice from her lip, her eyes locking onto mine. "But eventually, everyone breaks. Don't you think?"

My mate has a healthy stash of porn. Curiosity slowly pricks my mind, and against my better judgment, I reopen his passion drawer. The magazines show beautiful women. All with large breasts and tiny waists. Their butts are big and luscious. Tears fall down my cheeks silently as I stare at picture after picture of what Scott deems to be sexy. "Moira," Lisa softly says from right behind me. I drop the dirty pictures and close the drawer quickly. I wipe my face and turn to her. "I'm sorry. I should not have snooped," I say, sniffling

“ It’s nothing. Just a library book I checked out. By accident. Just a silly mistake.“ Now that was the understatement of the century. “A silly mistake, my behind,” Edith cackled. “The Kama Sutra. The Joy of Sex. Dating for Dummies. The Multi-Orgasmic Couple. The Girlfriend's Guide to Great Sex.” Edith pointed to each of the books as she listed off the titles. Picking up the books, Mattie said, “This is my business. My personal, private business.” “Poppycock.” Edith stood, hands on her generous hips, blocking the door. “If you wanted this to be private, you wouldn’t have brought those books here.“