روايات وقصص ضمن Naughty Mom Stories

And I hate even more how my body keeps betraying me, turning their shameless fucking into fuel for my own twisted fantasies. The walls in our house are way too thin. I lie in bed in the dark, trying to ignore it, but it’s impossible. I hear my mom moaning loud, breathy sounds that echo down the hallway. There are wet, slurpy noises, skin slapping against skin in rhythmic claps, and the creaking of their bedframe. She says the dirtiest things, things I never imagined coming out of her mouth: “Yes, Daddy, just like that… fuck me harder!” And he growls back in that low, rough voice, “You like this cock, don’t you? Take it like the slut you are.”

Me: "I just can't believe this is all working out; to be honest, mom, I had planned that this all happen, that I won your heart with, well, my big cock. I must have dreamt a thousand times that I would win your heart and then you'd be mine, dedicated, loyal, and willing to have my babies." Mom: "Well, I should be mad, but that damn cock of yours! It's amazing you didn't try and seduce the whole town. I can assure you that the old, horny women of my bridge club would all jump at the chance to have you. All of them are married, some are even still fertile. God, I could just see you, looking proudly as those society women rolled in, each sporting a swollen belly carrying your child. Wow, that e

"I've had it with you! Do I look like a pushover, huh?" Unaccustomed to such humiliation, Mom struggled to her feet to teach the women a lesson. But her two fists were no match for so many opponents, and she was ultimately forced back to the floor. The women she had bullied over the years punched and kicked her while she lay there helpless, curled up on the floor, protecting her face as best as she could. She was acting just like I used to. For the first time, Mom was defeated by those women. The series of blows she had suffered left her on the brink of madness—more so than ever.

"Anna Aunty is a big meanie. And I had told you already how that Melissa Aunty was trying to cling to daddy back at his house. Hmph, she's even meaner." Noah nodded, his little mind already making plans to handle the people who tried to hurt his mommy. "Hmph! They’re villains, Emma. Bad bad villains. But our Mommy is like a superhero." He let out a mischievous smirk. "If they try it again, we have to use our powerful trap for them. Or maybe an itchy powder on their clothes."

I'm an only child so I've never had anybody to turn to except Reevan. Mom and I never had a good relationship. We would constantly argue about the littlest things and Dad would always be the one to patch things up. When he was taken away,everything fell apart. Mom threw herself into her work,I started hanging with the wrong people and lost myself. When the time for collage neared,I cleaned my act up and got ready for school. I cut off all unnecessary people and moved forward with my life. Thinking back to my careless phase,I dwell on the incident that happened with him.

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.

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

Mom lay on the bed, her eyes vacant. When she saw me, her lips trembled. "Arnold? Where's Arnold?" "Gone," I said coldly. "He ran off with his girlfriend, taking every cent from the sale of that apartment you bought him." "No! That's impossible! He's the most devoted son—" "Devoted? Mom, have you forgotten your own parenting philosophy? Quid pro quo." I packed her belongings, speaking unhurriedly. "You spoiled him endlessly since he was a child and gave him everything for free. You taught him that everything was his birthright.

On the day of the topping-out ceremony for the resettlement housing, my mother, Diana Knowles, insists on reporting me to the authorities for shoddy workmanship. It's all because my cousin, Marco Sanford, went to play at the construction site, stepped into the freshly set cement, and scraped his knee. "You think you're so great just because you built a couple of buildings?" Mom screams at me. "I can't just stand by and watch you put the whole town in danger just to make millions of dollars by pocketing the difference!" Marco clutches his bandage and explains quietly, "It's all my fault for climbing over the fence to play there, Aunt Diana. The construction workers even tried to stop me.

Mom giggled adorably, before teasing, "You're such a naughty boy! Licking your mother's pussy in your parents' bed. Don't worry, baby, Mommy will forgive your naughty behavior as long as you show Mommy how much you love her." I tightened my grip on her thighs possessively as Mom grinned down at me deviously. She held my gaze as she began erotically and lewdly groping her big breasts and teasing her hard nipples. She taunted, "You've always loved my big tits and ass, haven't you, baby?"