Sexting With My Mom Novels & Stories

"You made your choice. I made mine." "You can't be serious. This is—this is incest or something!" "Hardly. You're not his biological son. There's no blood relation between us whatsoever." I smiled sweetly. "Which makes this perfectly acceptable. Unconventional, perhaps. But perfectly legal." Caleb looked like he might vomit. "So," I continued, "as I was saying. You should call me Mom. Or Mother, if you prefer something more formal. I'm not picky." "I will never call you that." His voice shook with rage. "Never. Do you hear me? You're nothing. A nobody from a worthless pack. You think marrying my father changes anything?"

In the past few weeks, my mom has been the "victim" of a kidnapping (by me), been a "victim" of a home break-in where she was sexually assaulted (by me), and tricked into having sex (with me). Most recently she and I fucked on the back patio while our pastor neighbor watched, then later sucked the same pastor off when he came to our house and tried to council us. We've been fucking every day - sometimes several times a day - for a couple of weeks now. She won't admit it, but the longer it goes on, the more she's accepting it, actually looking forward to it.

“Delete that right now. That’s private.” “Private?” Damien laughed. “You’re selling your naked pics to random dudes online and you think it’s private? I’ve got screenshots of everything. The chats where you beg for tips. The videos of you riding that toy moaning like a cheap whore. Even the one where you call yourself ‘Daddy’s little cumslut.’” “Damien, please…” Her voice crackled. “If Mom sees that she’ll kick me out. I’ll lose everything.” He stood up slowly, towering over her. “Then you better start listening real fucking good.”

After I turn five years of age and have my very own phone, I start receiving strange messages every single day. For some reason, the sender keeps referring to me as their mom. At 3:00 am, they send me another message. "Mom, I saw you in my dreams again. The rain is seeping into the attic. My stepmom told me to use a rag to soak up all the water, but the rag is too small. Even though I tried to wipe it up all night, it still wouldn't dry. Mom, I'm so cold and hungry. I miss you so much…" I tilt my head, looking at the rain pouring outside the window. I then earnestly reply, "Don't be scared, sweetheart. Where are you right now? I will bring you something yummy!"

However, instead of being mad, she found it amusing. "Not bad. Matthew has great taste in women. And he's loyal too. You should consider dating him." "Mom, that's beside the point. Felix intercepted my love letters. He invaded my privacy. I should sue him." "You also assaulted him, so it's even between you two. Alright. Leave me alone now. Go do your thing." Kicked out by my mom, I had nowhere to go but my room.

Amanda said, making air quotes and shaking her head in disapproval, making her huge oily tits wobble heavily in the process, "and I don't care for dick pics and sexting either. Unfortunately, that's the way it is these days, so I guess I'm just out of the game and I'll have to accept it. It's too bad I don't feel old, but maybe I'm just fooling myself." "Jeez, Mom, stop it! You're not old, and you're super hot!" Deb cut in vehemently. She even let go of her own massive boobs and grabbed onto her mom's shoulders, forcing Amanda to look her in the eye. "I don't wanna hear this nonsense anymore, okay? You deserve to be happy and to have sex if you want to, even anal! Especially anal! And with a

I continued to stroke her face as I ordered, "I want you to suck my hard cock, Mom. I want you to suck my cock and make me cum. Will you do that for me, Mom?" Mom's body seemed to shake slightly like she had just experienced a mini orgasm. Mom lowered her eyes to gaze longingly at my rock-hard cock in her hands. She then raised her eyes back up to mine as she hesitantly argued, "But I shouldn't, honey. This is incest. It would be wrong. If you have me do this, we could never go back to the way we were. This would change everything."

It's a bright day outside;at least the first time the sun has shone brightly since I came back. "Did you have to come wake me up ma'?" I ask in a croak. "I barely slept last night." "What were you doing? Busy sexting Jace?" Mom adores Jace. It would break her heart if she heard what he did to me. I giggle. "You are crazy if you think I would tell you that." Mom grins and sits next to me on my large bed. "I am crazy. Now tell me that." I stare blankly at her. "Please don't tell me that's supposed to be a joke."

My eyes widen when I caught mom holding my phone on my bed and she’s covering her mouth while crying. I immediately went to her and hold her but she pushed my hands away and throw my phone to me. I close my eyes and get it and saw that I received a text from Arthur, my phone doesn’t have a pass-code and I’m assuming mom saw our previous texts and I don’t even want to imagining what mom read because Arthur and I keep doing sexting and sending nudes. Fuck, I hope she doesn’t tell dad.

“In exchange, you will be my project. My puppet. You will do exactly as I say, when I say it. You will walk where I tell you to walk, wear what I tell you to wear, and speak only when I permit it.” I shook my head, fighting back. “I don’t need your help, you arrogant bastard.” “Oh, you do, little bunny.” His smirk vanished, replaced by a chilling intensity. “Refuse me, and tomorrow, my mother will receive an anonymous text message detailing exactly why her son was naked with the maid’s daughter six months ago, and why the housekeeper’s daughter is currently obsessed with him, video included. Do you know what happens to your mother when she’s found complicit in such a huge scandal?