Mother Son Taboo Stories Novels & Stories

My son smiled at me from behind my eyelids as I drifted to sleep. [[4 ~ Josh]] Try as I may, I couldn't get rid of the taboo thoughts that were lodged in my head that week. I constantly thought about my mom, her breasts, suckling them, tasting her milk. And fucking her. Amidst all that, I thought about fucking my own mother. Trouble was, I didn't feel wrong to think it. Maybe a little twisted and dirty. But not wrong. Unfortunately, thinking about it also brought the consequences I had agreed to earlier.

Mom told me, smiling crookedly at me before turning to the crowd, “Ignore my silly daughter, everyone. She never thought she would love through this meeting so she drank a bit more than her tiny and senseless brain could handle. She’s just drunk and overly excited, so forgive her outburst and just ignore her.” Mom told them, making them laugh at me. “Laugh all you want, you fucking cock suckers!! I am no longer scared of any of you, and your hate and abuses no longer hurts me. But it would interest you to know that your pretty Alpha right here has been fooling everyone for years. She made us believe that having sons was not acceptable because we are daughters of the moon goddess.

My son smiled at me from behind my eyelids as I drifted to sleep. [[4 ~ Josh]] Try as I may, I couldn't get rid of the taboo thoughts that were lodged in my head that week. I constantly thought about my mom, her breasts, suckling them, tasting her milk. And fucking her. Amidst all that, I thought about fucking my own mother. Trouble was, I didn't feel wrong to think it. Maybe a little twisted and dirty. But not wrong. Unfortunately, thinking about it also brought the consequences I had agreed to earlier.

Mary suggested we just act normal and go ask Mom what’s for dinner. We walked quietly down the hall. Mom’s door was partially open. We both stopped when we saw her lying on the bed in just a towel on top, legs spread, using a small pink vibrator on her hairy pussy and moaning softly. Mary tried to leave but I held her there and took out my phone. I recorded Mom fingering herself from behind for almost a minute. My hard cock was pressed against Mary’s ass the whole time.

Like to what? Her pressing back into me, my cock in her ass crease. "You know. Watch. Watch my son fuck me." My life, in a few months, from normal to this, "Yes, I want to watch your son put his hard cock in his mother's pussy and fuck her." She groans, moves, lining me up, "I can tell you from experience, it's incredibly erotic. Watching the wrongness, the taboo." "Should I fuck you now?" "Oh Dan, yes. I need your cock."

I even wondered if she had really gone mad. "You treated me the same way too when I was little, no?" Mom suddenly stopped laughing. The memories of her childhood, as described by her, became fragmented and cruel. It turned out that when Mom was a child, my grandfather eloped with someone else because Grandma couldn't give birth to a son. During that time, Grandma must have lost her sanity and would beat and scold Mom every day. Therefore, in Mom's memory, giving birth to a daughter was a misfortune, and keeping a husband was an instinct all women had.

She chuckles, shaking her head. The sight of her putting her makeup on and getting dressed does nothing to relieve the tension in my cock and as soon as she leaves I retrieve the shoebox from the closet shelf. Inside I find, not only some DVDs, but also mom's vibrator and a large dildo. Damn, I wonder if mom meant for me to see these. There are three DVDs in the box; Sorority Sex Kittens, 5 Rooms and Taboo. Just from the covers, the first two look hot. My cock is still hard from watching my mom, so I only see about 15 minutes of the first DVD before I shoot my load. I scan through the rest of that DVD as well as the second one, trying to figure out what mom likes. The first two have a lot of

She jumps into my arms and covers me with kisses as I lift her to start our dance. "My handsome doll, my first baby, do you want to dance with mommy?" Alexandre nods and eagerly throws himself into his mother's arms, who picks him up and starts dancing with our son in her arms. After dancing for a while, we approached Mrs. Marion and took the stroller where Brianna peacefully sleeps. I held her with my other arm, and that's how we began to write this new love story that will never end, just like the love Lilibeth and I share.

Behind closed doors, the rules don’t exist. Welcome to a world of dark cravings, intense control, and the intoxicating thrill of the forbidden. This sizzling compilation brings together a collection of raw, high-stakes erotic stories where boundaries are crossed, inhibitions are shredded, and surrender is the only option. In Book One: Escapades with Step daddy, nineteen-year-old Ella Monroe's wicked fantasies become a dangerous reality when she is caught spying on her stepfather, Sebastian. What follows is a frantic, high-risk game of lust played right under her mother's nose—filled with breathless encounters, sharp commands, and an addiction neither of them can control. From taboo