Mother Son Taboo Novels & Stories

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, and I figured it was better I speak fast or I’d lose my head before I get the chance to. “Her mother was a witch, and her father was an alpha with elemental blood.” I continued, I saw as they all tried to process what I had just said, “Yes, you know mating between an alpha and a witch has been prohibited decades ago, but it just kinda happened between her mother and her father,” I said, explaining how one of the greatest marriage taboos happened in history. “But what has this got to do with Lila?” Brian asked, narrowing his eyes down on me like I was the one who made the taboo.

It doesn’t make sense, and something doesn’t feel right. And I mean something other than me being possibly sentenced to death. Tabatha slowly shakes her head. I’m sitting behind her but can imagine the way her eyes are narrowing. The flames around us intensify again. “My son,” she starts, speaking through gritted teeth, “is possessed by a demon.” The council behind Ruth gasps, and Ruth herself looks stunned. Ruby’s hand flies to her mouth and she inches to the edge of her chair, staring at Tabatha and looking like she might burst into tears.

Tina knocked on the door, and Mama-Patrick asked her to come in. "My beautiful daughter, you're welcome. Please have a seat." Mama-Patrick beacon Tina sat down, then spoke. "Honestly, I am really happy to finally meet you. My husband and I were not happy when we got to hear the news from our son that he has a child outside wedlock, and as our custom and tradition demand, it is taboo for any man to have a child with someone he isn't married to, and if there is already a child, he must marry the child's mother, whether he loves her or not." Mama-Patrick spoke gently so Tina would understand her point.

Now he was pretending to insult not only her, but her mother as well? "Double idiot! I wasn't trying to seduce you, it was you who wanted to persuade me to give myself to you, and as for my mother, don't mess with her. I forbid you to use that language, you can mess with me as much as you want, but this woman is sacred, I won't allow you to insult my mother anymore, because then you'll know who Abby Diaz is."

"If you wish, you may call him and let him know I'll return you after work tomorrow. I think the completion of your training will consist of pleasing all of my workers tomorrow. Your daughter did the same to begin her training, but she was expecting to have a Mistress. You have a Master, so I won't be tying you down to do so. I will make allowances for you being Master's mother and let you do it however you wish to. You'll be expected to do so three times, a morning break, lunch break and afternoon break." "Yes, Domina, and a break in the hot tub would be welcome. Your Master fucked my ass quite vigorously, not to mention how hard you fucked my cunt. I don't normally get this much sex." I sm

I protested. "Why shouldn't I? You are an adult now. There is absolutely nothing wrong with us discussing matters of that nature," she replied, letting out a soft chuckle. Mom's demeanor made it seem as though she regarded me as one of her high-society socialite friends, someone she could casually gossip with about bedroom antics. I recalled a time not too long ago when I had accidentally overheard Mom and her circle sharing explicit stories regarding intimacy with their respective husbands. Back then, viewing such discussions as strictly taboo, I had chosen to immediately distance myself, harboring zero interest in listening.

The slap of our bodies filled the room—wet, obscene sounds mixing with the thunder. I leaned forward, bracing my hands on his chest, and began to ride him harder. Faster. My ass bounced on his thighs, my pussy gripping him like a vice with every downward stroke. “That’s it, son,” I gasped, the word dripping with filth. “Fuck Mommy’s tight pussy. Fill me up like you’ve always wanted.” The taboo talk poured out of me effortlessly, heightening everything. Each time I called myself Mommy, his cock twitched inside me, growing even harder.

Barbara would've giggled if she hadn't been struggling to breathe. "Ahhhh, it would feel so good pumping in out of me, both of us so slick and smooth, mother and son both shaved bald. But we can never do that, darling. Mommies aren't allowed to fuck their beautiful boys. No matter how much ... oh god, oh fuck ... no matter how much they want to!" "Fuck, Mom, I'm gonna cum!" Levi cried.

[ WILLOW’S POV ] "Please, Mum, today is the full moon! You can’t just send me out there. You know how tonight is, the male wolves will be everywhere, satisfying their ruts one way or another." "I don’t care, Willow. You need to get me the mogo herb. Look at your sister; she’s sick and only that herb can stabilize her," Mum snapped. I looked over at Ezra. She was lying on the couch with a faint smirk dancing on her lips. I knew she wasn’t sick; she was faking it just to destroy me, yet Mum fell for it every time.

she said. Arlene let out a soft chuckle When she heard this, COCO BEAR. She said to herself as she heard her subconscious mind laugh so loud, while she tried so hard to control herself on the outside. "Cut it out mum," he said in a cold tone, and then he pulled away from the hug. Even after breaking the hug, Mrs. Yan wouldn't let go of her son. She an arm around his waist and asked about Arlene. "You finally brought a girl home?" She said.