Sex Stories Mom Son の小説・ストーリー

My mom had a special way of using her sharp teeth to play with my private areas, making me feel intense pain and even more intense pleasure. One day after school, Anna and I were ovulating and we decided to take the sex to my house since there was no one around. We got very carried away, forgetting to lock the door and my mom walked in on us, as we were rubbing our clitoris against each other. She was shocked at first that it was Anna, because my mom always thought she was straight but she did not care after some time. In fact my mom brought up the idea of a three some and not just any type of threesome. The type where we use sex tools and use sex cards to do.

Before getting married, Mom and Winston signed a prenup stating that she would never have children with him. She wanted nothing distracting them from their private world as a couple. Winston was a gym trainer making only a few hundred dollars a month, but he was lucky to meet Mom not long after starting the job. Armed with his eight-pack abs and smooth tongue, he succeeded in sweeping her off her feet. Just three days after Dad's funeral, Mom dragged Winston into the city hall to marry him.

He would even share his little secrets with her when no one else was around. At the time, I naively thought it was because Julia had grown up as an orphan herself, so she felt a deeper sense of compassion for Howard as they shared a similar background. I assumed their closeness came from that shared sense of kinship. It wasn't until we heard it over the car radio that we learned the truth. Julia was the mistress of real estate tycoon Alex Saggese, and Howard was their illegitimate son. By then, Tyler and I were already in a car that had been tampered with, and we ended up driving off a cliff and losing our lives.

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.

' 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

“You are just jealous.” “Have you not heard?” another maid chimed in. “She used to be Alpha Dorian of Redclad Pack’s wife. He left her for his mistress.” My head tilted toward the narrow opening in the door, curiosity overriding caution. Through the gap, I saw them clearly now. Black skirts. White shirts. Aprons tied tight at their waists. “You mean Samantha’s son?” one maid asked. The red-brown-haired maid nodded eagerly. “What?” another maid gasped. “So she slept with her mother-in-law’s husband? Shameless.”

Jo POV The night I decided to end my marriage, New York slept outside our penthouse windows. Only the cursor on my laptop stayed awake—blinking beside the words Divorce Agreement. I was about to type my name when the door slammed open. Giovanni Romano—heir to New York’s most feared Mafia family—stumbled in, smelling of whiskey and someone else’s perfume. But for once, he was smiling. And not at me. At our son. “Come here, kid,” he said, his voice rough, uneven.

Ten years of marriage, over. And for me and my son, life was just beginning again.