Mother Son Sex Confessions นิยาย & เรื่องราว

she cried out loud. “That's it, now call me daddy while I fuck you like a dirty slut” I said to her while I slammed my C*ck into her pussy. “Daddy!“ She cried out, just like I wanted, just like I needed. “Fuck!“ I cursed, (such a sweet girl). SHIMMA'S POV. “Uh-ahh.“ my moan echoed in the bedroom. “That's it, now call me daddy while I fuck you like a dirty slut” Mr Mattias said tighting his grip on my waist and without warning, he rammed his big cock into my pussy.

“When are you going to wake up? We could move to a different city together. “I’ve thought about it. I saved up some money over the years. We could buy a small house, open a little flower shop, and live a safe and happy life. How does that sound?” I wiped away my tears. “As long as you wake up… I’ll do anything.” Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Stella. “Quiana? Are you there? “Jaxon won’t stop throwing up. What should I do? “Shaun’s not home, and the nanny has no clue.” Jaxon shouted in the background, “Mom, I don’t want her help! Dad said she’s not my mother anymore!” Then, he started throwing up again. I let out a bitter laugh. “Did you give him mango?”

Wet, obscene sounds filled the room. Then my phone rang. Mom. “Shit—answer it,” Ethan hissed, but he didn’t stop. He kept thrusting the vibrating dildo into me. I swiped to answer, voice shaky. “H-hey Mom…” “Hey sweetie. Is Ethan there? I’ve been calling him. I need him to bring my work files from the study.” Ethan smirked and slammed the dildo deeper. I bit back a moan. “He’s… ah… probably in the shower. I’ll tell him.”

“That’s right. Kids don’t understand things. Whatever problems a husband and wife have, can’t they talk it out behind closed doors? Calling the police… What will the neighbors think of your family?” Dad shot her a cold glance that made the neighbor swallow the rest of her words. Mary was still crying. “I‘ve been sincere to you, to this family! How can you doubt me for this little b*tch? I followed you for so many years, I gave birth to your son, I—” “Enough.” Dad’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was like shards of ice. “If you didn’t do it, what are you afraid of?” His movement as he took out his phone didn’t pause.

I told her sternly, I was getting impatient. “Yes daddy, please touch me, I want you to touch me” she was using clear words. This meant I had her the permission and rights to do the things I imagined few minutes ago to her. It’s the very first time I’d be pleasuring a woman, and I don’t think I’d be gentle. I spread her thighs with my free hands and ran my fingers on them, “ hmm daddy” she moan and my silly d**k responded with a kick. “Do you know what kind of game you’re playing with me” I asked her as I let my finger lingered, “no daddy, what kind of game am I play” she asked in between gasps.

"Stella, come on. You see dirt in everything because your own head's full of it. We grew up together, and you know me. Waverly's like a little sister to me, nothing more." Back then, tears had filled my eyes. I had never seen any "little sister" hold hands going to and from work, let alone sleep in the same bed. I could not help but fire back sarcastically. "I don't care if you're her big brother or her lover. It has nothing to do with me. But right now, neither of you is touching anything in Mom's room!"

"Still a little glutton, I see." She immediately protested, "Me? It's not me. Your son's the one craving it." I reached out and caressed her rounded stomach, teasing, "He's a bit small to be a scapegoat for your cravings, don't you think?" She laughed and gave my arm a playful punch. Three months later, Clara and I welcomed our child into the world, and from that moment on, we officially became a happy family of three.

“Mom, I would rather fuck you than any one else in the world. Even the top movie stars. But are you really serious, are you going to let me fuck you?” “I feel like the worst slut in the world and on the one hand I’m ashamed that I am doing these things with my own son. On the other hand I haven’t been as excited about sex since I was sixteen and looking forward to having a cock inside me. As long as you want me, I have decided to have any kind of sex with you that you can dream up. For this whole week, while your father’s gone, I want you to sleep with me. And anytime he is gone you can treat me like your girlfriend or your wife. You don’t need a condom to fuck me, I had my tubes tied long a

Sex Ed with Mom: A mother teaches her son all about the birds and the bees. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> Chelsea, the petite blonde mother, gyrated her hips on top of her lover, her hanging hair covering his and her face like golden curtains.

His cock was thick, and it looked like it was about to explode. “What the hell are you thinking Sophie! This is your mother's man!” “You know what….” I started, “I was never here” I said and walked briskly towards the freezer, Milk wasn't an option right now, I need water. "Your mum and I.. haven't had sex in four months". Frank said behind me I slammed the fridge shut. Wow, the confession hit me hard. Who wouldn't want to ride that dick all day? I used to think that he had successfully stolen my mum and had her all to himself maybe because he fucks well, but turns out that's not the case.