Sex Story Mother นิยาย & เรื่องราว

None of these thoughts stopped me from rubbing my cock while I watched the girls. It wasn't that I hadn't had sex with anyone other than my wife in eighteen years. Sasha's mother was a very sexual woman, and over that time she'd had a couple of close female friends that we'd shared together. I'd enjoyed the other women's mouths and pussies just as much as she had. "Daddy," Sasha called, breaking my pleasant train of thought, "come in the water with us!"

“How could you? You were busy watching a latina masturbate.” “Oh, you saw that too?” “Yes, I was here for long to see everything and I must say, that latina woman is immensely blessed. She is thick and juicy.” My mom smacked her tongue in her mouth and turned around, sitting close to me on the couch. I have never had a conversation about sex with my mother and I was so ashamed that she caught me watching p**n. “How was school? Lools like someone is ovulating and extremely horny today.” She pressed her hands on my bare thigh, making me fumble.

"But it shouldn't be this shocking. I'm married, and as you previously heard this morning, I'm having sex, mother." Ren laughs, covering it with a cough. Mother's lip curls up as she stares at me with contempt. "You're going to bring children into this world? You?!" She almost gags, "Why would you want to bring more of you into this world?" "For fucks sake, shut up." Renata groans, rising from her seat. Mother stares at her like she's only noticing her presence. "You don't get to—"

“Mom, I would rather fuck you than any one else in the world. Even the top movie stars. But are you really serious, are you going to let me fuck you?” “I feel like the worst slut in the world and on the one hand I’m ashamed that I am doing these things with my own son. On the other hand I haven’t been as excited about sex since I was sixteen and looking forward to having a cock inside me. As long as you want me, I have decided to have any kind of sex with you that you can dream up. For this whole week, while your father’s gone, I want you to sleep with me. And anytime he is gone you can treat me like your girlfriend or your wife. You don’t need a condom to fuck me, I had my tubes tied long a

I almost can't say it, even though I know I can make it so she doesn't remember. Mom pulls her t-shirt over her head and I get a close up view of her beautiful tits. They are so much more exciting in real life than on the video and I'm stroking my cock through my shorts. Mom bends forward almost putting her tits in my face and pulls her shorts and panties down. As I stare at her neatly trimmed pussy, she's standing there awaiting further instructions. "Mom, have you had sex since dad left?" I ask her, while running my fingers through her pussy hair and bending my face down to stare at her pussy lips.

As such, I just decided to be honest. “I don’t think that it has led to a lot of experiences. Have I had some fun? Sure. I have had a few boyfriends.” I looked down, a sudden wave of sadness rushing over me as I memories of my mother flooded my mind. “My mom always told me that sex before your mate was not taboo. In fact, she put me on birth control a long time ago because she knew that it was in our nature to be sexually active. But she also told me that nothing would ever compare to the sexual experience with my mate. I always took that to heart. I often wish she were here to help me navigate through all this crap.” I inhaled deeply, trying, but not succeeding well, at stopping the tears.

The scent of him clings to my skin, to the air, to the very bed that I'm tangled in. Will she recognise his scent? Will she realise what was happening in here? My body is still flushed, slick and aching for a release that now burns like a curse within me. The door opens fully, and my mother walks in.

“You’re sure about this?” Victoria's voice trembled as she clutched the incriminating documents in her hands. We were seated in my study, the soft glow of the desk lamp casting long shadows on the walls. Her eyes, fierce and determined, flickered with disbelief. "An international crime syndicate?" I rubbed a hand across my face, the weight of the discovery pressing down on me like a boulder. "Yes. Selene isn't just after the Westbrook fortune—she's tied to something much bigger and far more dangerous. These documents confirm it."

There was not the slightest resistance, I could feel the smooth buttery-slick walls of her convulsing pussy clamp down powerfully around my blood-engorged cock so tightly it made me gasp and close my eyes at the unbelievable pleasure. My eyes were closed for only the briefest of seconds. I didn't want to miss a single moment of this wild sexual encounter with my sexy mother-in-law. "Aaarrrggghhh, ooohhhh," she moaned as her insides flowered open to receive me deep in her womb. She groaned and muttered incoherent nonsense as I fucked her with deep, powerful strokes, gritting my teeth as I tried to control myself since what I really wanted to do was hammer into her until I exploded in ecstasy,

Maya stormed into the house wth her face scrunched in anger, "what is this I hear, Elodie? You have to be stronger than that if you want to deal with the world," "I don't want to deal with the world, mother." Maya threw her shopping bags on the couch and headed straight to me. "Come with me..." I followed her upstairs without hesitation but with curiosity and worry. The door slammed shut and Mother shot me a piercing gaze. "I am disappointed, Rosé!" "Why, mother?" "Someone recorded a video of you while you were having sex, that on it's self is a crime. He went ahead to send such private videos of you to someone else?- that's a different ballgame."