Sexy Hot Mama Novels & Stories

Not even the illusion of privacy. Everything could be watched. So I used my own connection—the one Henry had built, separate, secured, and entirely outside anything that could be accessed from within this house. The screen lit up. For a brief second, my hand hovered before I tapped the contact. The call rang once. Twice. Then— “Mama!” The word hit first, immediate and warm, cutting through everything else without resistance. The tightness in my chest eased as his face filled the screen, his hair slightly messy, his eyes bright in a way nothing in this house could replicate.

She moaned out, "Yes, I'm a dirty mother that loves being fucked by my son. I love feeling your hard cock inside me and your hot cum shooting inside me. I cum so fucking hard when I feel your seed spray my insides. I'm a motherslut for my son's hard cock and hot cum." I grunted deeply as I felt my hard cock twitch inside my motherslut. I moaned loudly as I felt my hot cum erupt into her wet pussy. My long build-up had made this a particularly powerful orgasm for me. Motherslut's pussy began to spasm immediately as she felt my hot cum spill into her needy pussy. Her moans were as loud as mine as she orgasmed again. I loved watching my motherslut orgasm at the feeling of my hot cum exploding i

I pressed my lips against her hand, inhaling her scent slowly. "Leo…" Her eyes widened, and I yanked her close, pressing her up against the wall. "No, what’s up with you? You’re acting weird." She whispered breathlessly. Oh yeah, keep talking in that tone… Her words made me smirk slightly. "Baby Mama huh? I prefer the term, `Sexy Mama." I murmured, my gaze dipping to her lips as I locked my arms around her waist. Those lips weren’t only fucking gorgeous but felt so damn good, and when they were wrapped around my cock…

They sat still for quite a while indeed the coffee ordered by Natty’s mom was no longer hot and Helena’s juice was no longer cold. Helena kept looking at Natty's mother. To be honest she didn’t dare to say anything after she saw Natty's mother shocked face. She looks like someone who’s very depressed and can’t believe anything. Helena doesn’t know how to behave, she feels she needs to be more careful. She just doesn’t want to make things more chaotic. “Auntie, drink your coffee first.” Said Helena, who was a little afraid that Natty would have a big problem from her mother’s anger.

"Watch Mommy’s ass take this young cock. I am addicted to you. I will sneak into your car, text you when Jake is asleep, let you breed me in hotel rooms, anything you want." The passionate heat mixed with nasty desperation. I thrust up hard to meet her bounces gripping her wide hips and pounding from below. Her heavy tits bounced wildly in the mirror across from us. Elena came hard. Her pussy gushed and fluttered around my cock as she screamed my name, juices squirting down my balls. She kept riding through her orgasm grinding and circling her hips like a woman possessed.

"He just signed the documents to transfer Vance Global’s assets. Sienna Montgomery is by his side, wearing the diamond necklace that should have been yours." Heat surged through my chest. It wasn't sadness anymore; it was pure, distilled hatred. "He stole my father’s legacy. He killed my parents with the slow poison of stress, and then he threw me away like trash. By what right does he get to celebrate his engagement to that girl using everything that belongs to me?!"

"You come when I tell you to. Greedy little slut, trying to come without my permission." He fucked me harder. His words were dirty and pushed me closer to the edge. "I am going to breed this tight little ass. I am going to pump you so full of my cum you will be leaking for days. You would like that, would you not? My own personal cumdump, always ready and waiting for Daddy's load." I was seeing stars. My mind went blank from the pleasure. I did not think I could hold on much longer. My body felt like it was on fire. The image of my mom's smiling face flashed in my mind. This was for her.

A low growl, animal, vibrates in his chest against my back. "Don't move." His voice is hoarse with sleep and use, gravel in the silence. It's not a suggestion. It's an order, even half-asleep. And my body, my traitor body, my body that is no longer really mine, obeys. It relaxes, sinks deeper against him. A wave of heat, different from that of fever or exertion, courses through my lower belly. A damp, disturbing heat. Shameful. Because it's there. Still. The hunger.

"Fuck me baby, fuck my hot, tight ass. Give it to me hard, good and hard Fuck your dirty girl." Again he chuckled at her, obviously loving her dirty talk. She felt him spreading her ass cheeks, and knew he was watching his cock sliding in and out of her. "How does it look?" she gasped. "Do you like the way I'm stretched around your big dick?" "Oh yeah, you look so fucking hot," he growled. "Your tight hole spread so wide and your ass so red, I'm glad I've already filled you with cum twice tonight otherwise I'd be shooting my load right now," he grunted.

He filled me there too, then made me drop to my knees and suck his cock clean before he bent me over again and gave me another load. By afternoon we were back in the master bedroom on his mom’s bed. Jake laid me on my back and folded me in half, my knees by my ears. He fucked me like that for almost an hour, slow then fast, grinding deep then pounding hard. My hole made constant wet noises around his thick shaft. Cum from all the earlier loads leaked out with every thrust and soaked the mattress. “You’re such a good cumdump for me,” he said, breathing heavy. “Mom has no idea her husband is getting bred every day by her own son.”