Novel & Cerita Real Mother Son Sex Stories

“Is this true?” He grinned wickedly. “Your real mother was whore. She was a tri-color, a pathetic little mutt that I was fated to. When she had you, I could see how weak she was just in childbirth. She would never make a good Luna for me.” I choked on his words with a tight throat.

When I asked him what happened, he ignored me at first, but after some pressure, he told me his story. Matero grew up in drugs, his father was an addict and a dealer. His mother was an elementary school teacher, a sweet, lovely woman loved and adored by everyone. His father saw his mother in a bakery shop that fell in love, knowing the difference between them, he acted like a real state agent to approach the woman. She was smitten by him, and within two months, they got married. That’s when his mother knew the truth, but it was late by then.

The other night mama had threatened to bring another wife for her son. "I would get my son a virgin bride if you can't fulfill your part in becoming pregnant for him. I know girls like you, you must have tricked him into believing that you are a saint." Mama said to Sarah. "That friend of yours, what's her name again?.... Mary! She looks like a homely girl from a nice family. And your possible replacement." Mama mocked Sarah more. "I love my husband mama and he knows everything about me." "Does he know that you are an ashawo (prostitute)?"

“My tight little cunt is still hungry for you. It knows who its owner is.” She rolled her hips slowly, grinding her swollen clit against the base of his cock, coating him with their mixed juices. The wet, obscene sound of her slick pussy sliding along his length filled the room. “Elias is safe with me,” she continued, lips brushing his ear as she rode him with lazy, teasing strokes. “He is my son..my flesh and blood. The twin I took from Cecilia’s womb the night she gave birth. No one else knows the truth. He calls me Mommy because I am his real mother now. I raised him for you. I did everything for you.”She said to herself.

' Her cheeks burned recounting it, the phantom sensation of his lips sucking her clit making her shift in the seat, a fresh dampness between her thighs. Mira's mouth fell open, but she stayed silent, urging her on. 'But earlier this morning, after his argument with my mother about the wedding, he kissed her, hard, right in front of me. Grabbed her tit, squeezed it like he owned her, and they went back to the room. I could hear everything: her begging, him growling, the bed slamming as he fucked her senseless. And to top it all off, my mother sold our house without telling me. Auctioned it off like it was nothing. Now I'm stuck in that house forever with them. Selene... I don't even know what

"Caleb isn't 15 anymore. He's 35 and perfectly capable of deciding who he wants to love and date. What gives you the right to interfere in our lives?" Then, she drawled a long, knowing "oh" and continued, " I get it now, you pervert. Your wife can't move or satisfy your needs, so now you're eyeing my body, aren't you? You wanted to keep Caleb away from me so you could crawl into my bed, right? "I let it slide when you secretly stole my underwear, you absolute monster! If you didn't want your son carrying on the family line, why did you bother having him in the first place? You might as well keep your pants zipped!"

It was a text from an unknown number, but I needed no one to tell me who it was. "We need to talk. Call me when you're ready.” I sent a message to Celine telling her I needed her. I sat across from Celine at a café, my hands wrapped around a mug of hot chocolate. Celine's eyes were wide with disbelief as she whispered, "You slept with your mom's boyfriend?" I hissed, glancing around to make sure no one was listening. "Keep your voice down!" Celine leaned closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "Sorry, but this is insane. Start from the beginning."

could feel myself already shaking,my hands trembling at the sight of imagination of what's am going to see next,now standing at the door boom l opened it,what,l hope it's not a dream l slapped myself trying to wake up from this dream,but no it's reality,l saw my husband completely naked riding his big cock in and out of the wet fucking pussy,his broad shoulder covering the woman as he was riding doggy style which l know is his favorite sex position,my face filled with tears as my heart beats faster than a drum, still overwhelmed by the fucking wet pussy he didn't know l was standing as he is facing backward towards the door,baby give it to me harder oh yeah oh yeah the female voice sounds s

He wanted to be able to introduce her to his friends and colleagues who would then get the impression that he had a very happy, healthy relationship with his mother. So far that was very easy. I enjoyed role-play and am actually quite good at remaining in character. I am well traveled and comfortable in all social situations. Of course as expected this was not the end of the fantasy for this young man. He also wanted a sexual component to the mother-son relationship. I know I surprised my husband Brian when I did not hesitate to agree to this. He was quite use to me having a sexual relationship with other men; He just didn't think I would go for the role-play this particular man wanted.

Although not enough to convince me she'd be into that sort of thing for real. On the Literotica site she predominantly read submissive women stories which included a wide range from gangbang, interracial, lesbian, illustrated and incest. Stories like: 'Backseat Mommy', 'What Mom Doesn't Know Fucks Her', 'Pet Mommy' and 'Mommy Slut'. In most of those, the mother was submissive to her son. Not going to lie, I almost burst right then and there. I pulled out my cock and stroked it as I read the entire "Mom-Son" series.