Naughty Mom Novels & Stories

Nurse Mel explained, still smiling. "Every board member who has a daughter has, at some point, attempted to set their daughters up with the youngest son. But without fail, all their efforts have come to naught. He just isn't interested in anything beyond a casual one-night fling," Nurse Mel elaborated, her words instantly seizing Bienley's undivided attention.

She said, reminding me of my first gay fuck…with a senior called Jake in the school’s library. “Dr.Voss!” I screamed as she slammed the dildo into my ass, painfully stretching my hole. “Take it like the good boy you are.” She hissed as she began to thrust in and out, each sending equal waves of pain and pleasure through me. “Do you like this in your ass? Do you like watching me fuck your asshole? Do I fuck you better than Jake?” she asked. “Yes! Yes! Mommy! You fuck me better than Jake.” I moaned.

"Natalie, it seems you still haven't learned how to be a perfect daughter." I stared at her, confused. "What are you talking about?" "Do you know what other kids are doing right now? They're all in cram school, trying to get ahead. But all you think about is having fun. I honestly don't know if I can count on you for anything." Mom went on, "Sometimes I wonder what I did wrong to end up with an ex-husband like your father and a daughter like you." She raked her fingers through her hair, acting as though I'd committed some unforgivable sin.

She is so fed up with her mom’s childish behavior and makes a fuss by treating all the places as courts where she stands in robes while making a show on stage. Natty feels greatly disappointed in her mom who loves to blame others and never behaves like an adult. She never even existed when Natty needed her, now suddenly making a fuss while referring to herself as a mom. Natty is even sadder because she looks at her mom continuing to insult the girl she loves as an evil influence-carrying witch, and she looks at for herself how Gale remains silent and accepts all those insults like a guilty person.

“How was work?” My blush instantly overwhelms my face. “I feel so…naughty,” I reply. “Lying to my mom like that.” Nate pulls away from the house and does a U-turn, heading in the direction of Malibu. “Well, you could have fooled me and anyone else. Because you look like the most innocent girl to ever walk the Earth.” My jaw drops. “Stop. Do I really?” Nate nods and grins. Giggling, I tease my hair up and toss it to one side. Biting my lip, I raise up one shoulder and flash him my best naughty-girl eyes. “What about now?”

"Craig, I appreciate you were trying to do the right thing, but I just made it so you don't have to worry. So do me a favor and stop being nervous and start treating me the way you've been dreaming about." She slowly ran her tongue across her lips. "Like a slutty little cock tease that you're finally going to get a piece of." "Mom, can I see..." "Don't ask." She pointed to him. "I'm a dirty fucking whore who just gave her son a hand job. Let's hear all the nasty things my pictures made you think of doing." "Stop teasing and show me your fûcking tits." Craig spoke in a rush before he lost his nerve. "Yes sir." Mom whispered, flashing him a quick pout. She let the curtain go and cupping her ba

No way one guy can take care of two women who want to do nothing but fuck. Then came the night my mom decided to get cute. It was on the night that she usually ran around with Monica. She told me that she planned on being home early that night and that she had been extremely horny that day. "Get Troy over here baby. It would be nice to find you both here waiting for me when I get home." I called Troy and he said he would be right over. Mom came home and we went straight up to her bedroom. All three of us were on the bed naked, mom's mouth on my cock and Troy packing it to her from behind when I heard the front door close and footsteps coming up the stairs. I started to get up from the bed, b

she says with a weak smile and I turn to look at her and cock my head to the side. "I'm worried that's all. That girl you call Sabrina sounds like a psychopath. I wouldn't want anything happening to my one and only child. She should be expelled from the university for all I care," mom rolls her eyes and I laugh a little. I sound weak. "That's my girl, keep smiling, and don't go anywhere near that crazy bitch." "Mom!" I exclaim in shock, my mom never uses such words, she never even curses. "What? You heard me, a bitch, that's what she is" mom says.

Mom asks. " Oh, I'm Naomi. It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Black." " Please don't call me that. Black is my family name. I'm Karen. It's a pleasure to meet you too. I've heard a lot about you, you sure did a lot to my son." Mom smirks at Naomi. She chuckles nervously. " Did he tell you that?" Naomi asks. Mom chuckles too. I just sit there and listen to these two women talk about me like I'm not in the room.

Becky giggled, already completely engaged and waiting for the next part of the story. “That it is. This girl was 11, just a little bit older than you. Her mom was mean to her. Always telling her she was ugly, stupid, and that she should just die already. Naomi's mother, we'll call her Candice. Candice didn't care about Naomi. In fact, she seemed to hate her. The only thing that Candice loved was men and money. One day, Candice went to Naomi's room and told her that they were going out, and she was to be on her best behavior. Naomi didn't want to go.” “Why not?” Becky asked.