Sex Stories Mom And Son นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Come and get your son! Do you want to embarrass yourselves even more?" What Shawn didn’t know was that I was already kneeling beside Aster, crying as if I had died all over again. At that moment, I hated myself more than I hated Shawn and Jasmine. Why did I have to stand by and watch my son suffer such cruel abuse? Why did I have to die so soon? If Jasmine truly became Aster’s stepmother one day, would we have to endure this living nightmare forever? Seeing that I didn't message him back, Shawn scoffed and walked away, and that's when Aster slowly came to.

The man was shameless! Laughing, Atlas lifts a hand and gently tugs my hand away, then kisses my palm. Eyes widening, I watch as Aiden and Duncan take us in with looks of disbelief. "Don’t touch my mommy!" Aiden yells. "Um… maybe I should…" Duncan begins, but stops as Atlas stands and takes Aiden from him. "Leave." "I think that’s a good idea," Atlas agrees. "There’s a lot that I need to discuss with my son."

about my mom having a different side in her that is not so nice and that's why my father eventually left. After that she had another man who was nice alswell but they went separate ways after one year dating. She was busy building her Fashion empire but he wanted to start a family. My mom refused saying that she already had me as a family....so harsh!! And he left after that....no so surprising!! After the i do's and the ring exchanges the seal the "deal" with a kiss, or more like a quick peck since my mother turnt slightly away from him and for one second I see confusion and disappointment flickering in his beautiful eyes.....

During that time, my confidence as a man, a son, and a father was shattered. Later, as Jamie grew up, conflicts arose between him and Patricia. Every time he told Patricia he preferred Kinsley, every cell in my body screamed for him to say something more to make her hate him completely. Then, I slept with Kinsley once, and Patricia found out. She wanted a divorce. She didn't want me or Jamie anymore. That day, when my mother stood on the 68th floor and I looked up at her from below, my mind went blank.

Even now, my weight was her favorite target. "Mom, stop... it’s better if she doesn't get pregnant. We don't need more of their kind. If she and her mother had another one like them, we’d have another relative with a 'disability.' It’s embarrassing for us. We get dragged down because of them," Andrea added. They were mocking my mother now, too.

Denae glanced at the man she had loved for years, tears in her eyes as he rammed into her. Her body was pressed against the cold walls; naked, bare to the eyes of the darkness that surrounded them. Out of all the ways she thought doom would reign over her life, this wasn’t apart of them…this was far worst. A father and a son…they both were alike, but despite loving this boy, he was worse. The mate bond between them seemed to mean nothing to him, but then again, why should it mean something?

~Elena~ I fucked a father and son. Yes, you read that right. I didn’t stutter. I took them both. One after the other. Sometimes at the same time. And no, I don’t regret a damn thing. They were both my mates. Not one. Not either. Both. You could say the Moon Goddess smiled at me… or maybe she just wanted to watch me break. And before you sit there with your mouth hanging open like you’ve never done anything wild, let me stop you right there.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father forces son to be star in his adult film; mom inserts herself into film; they become a couple. Mom has primordial fight with another actress for right to do sex scene with son. Mom and son end up with studio after divorce. Father doesn't fare as well.]

“When are you going to wake up? We could move to a different city together. “I’ve thought about it. I saved up some money over the years. We could buy a small house, open a little flower shop, and live a safe and happy life. How does that sound?” I wiped away my tears. “As long as you wake up… I’ll do anything.” Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Stella. “Quiana? Are you there? “Jaxon won’t stop throwing up. What should I do? “Shaun’s not home, and the nanny has no clue.” Jaxon shouted in the background, “Mom, I don’t want her help! Dad said she’s not my mother anymore!” Then, he started throwing up again. I let out a bitter laugh. “Did you give him mango?”