Sexy Hot Mama Novels & Stories

"Oh yes you darling boy -- YES -- fuck your Mummy, baby boy, fuck Mummy!" Her words set him on fire with arousal, and he began fucking her with everything he had, pumping his cock furiously into her wet, tight pussy. She was holding him tight against her, a beautiful milf who let him call her Mummy, her huge tits pressed against his chest, her thighs gripping him tight, her voice in his ear telling him such deliciously dirty things, telling him to fuck his Mummy, fuck her tight wet pussy, telling him she was going to hold him all night long and give him all the pussy he could ever want.

‘It seems to really respond to a mother’s touch. Sweet Jesus! The over-endowed MILF was talking dirty and everything! This cock-crazy mama was sure as hell nothing like the typical mothers of the girls I dated; they were usually thick-waisted broads with prison-issue haircuts, Anita Backer, and as much sex appeal as Mrs Claus.

I have been working on creating a hot wife website to make lots of money from p**n. I also have two beautiful sisters, Myra and Cameron. Myra just turned twenty and Cameron is eighteen and will graduate high school this year. Myra is in college. She has developed into a very voluptuous young woman and Cameron is quickly getting there. Myra is more outgoing than Cameron. When Myra is home, I lustfully look at her and think whoever is fucking my sister is damn lucky. I know I shouldn't think this way, but I know I would bang Myra if I had the chance. Cameron is more the inward type but very developing into a beautiful woman. She won't go out dressed like this but at home she wears tight short

His eyes shone, as he stared down at her breasts with lust. “Get off my sight, you man sluuut” Marie slurred, as she pushed rolled her eyes. However, the man ignored her dismissal, and tried to take advantage of her by placing his hands on her waist to get her up. “I like my women, feisty. We could finish this business somewhere else, and I hope you maintain this fiery attitude.” He responded with a mischievous smile plastered on his face. Irritated, she pushed him off her, and got off her chair hastily, while shouting

“They’d see you pinned to the wall, pants open, my hand stroking your cock like I own it. They’d hear how wet you are for me.” I whimpered, clutching his shoulders to stay upright, pleasure coiling hot and tight low in my gut. “You gonna come for your big brother, Levi?” His voice was pure sin. “Gonna make a mess all over my fingers like the greedy boy you are?” I was close—so fucking close—teetering right on the edge, breath ragged, vision tunneling. “Levi!” Mama’s voice rang out sharp from the other side of the door, followed by a knock.

Wet, gagging, sloppy sounds filled the room as she bobbed her head, drool running down her chin and dripping onto her big swaying tits. “Mmm… such big fucking cocks,” she gasped between sloppy licks. “I love being a dirty mommy whore for you.” I was rock hard already. I quietly unzipped my shorts and pulled my throbbing dick out, stroking slowly as I watched my own mother act like a complete cumslut. They stood her up and bent her over the arm of the couch — the same spot I’d first seen her get fucked. The tattooed guy slammed into her pussy from behind in one brutal thrust. Mom cried out in pleasure, her tits squishing against the couch.

Mom licked my clit hungrily between them, her hot tongue flicking fast. After they pumped fresh hot loads into me, they plugged both my holes tight. Thick cum stayed trapped inside, making my belly feel full and heavy. They dressed Mom and me the same: tiny sheer black micro-dresses that showed our nipples clearly and barely covered our asses. Heavy matching collars that said “More Than Blood, Mother & Daughter Breeding Sluts.” Nipple clamps with chains, and fat vibrating plugs controlled by Victor’s phone.

He was the hockey captain, the future Alpha everyone whispered about, built like a god and twice as cruel. She just wanted a quiet evening, a shower and maybe some food if her mom had bothered to cook but the house wasn't quiet… From upstairs, the sounds hit her like a wave. The steady creak of the bed frame, her mother's breathy, broken moans floating down the hallway and deep, masculine groans that vibrated with raw pleasure...the unmistakable wet slap of skin meeting skin, hard and rhythmic. Ashley's face burned as she stood frozen at the bottom of the stairs, heart pounding, the moans grew louder, more desperate. Her mother cried out sharply, "Oh god... yes, harder..."

"What should we..." "Don't utter any word Mr Sean. You said you know a lot of capable girls, look at them. They look like bunch of street things, look. I'll send your remaining money to you right now. I'll do the job myself. I'll find someone who can be my baby mama" she said, transferring the money to him. Mr Sean frowned.

“Well… well, does it matter? I feel better having her suffer right here.” Pausing for a brief moment, Kim began “you need an heir, she can't give that to you.” Then pulling herself closely to his chest, perhaps the touch of her titties on his chest will make him reconsider this time. “why don’t you try that with me. I am young too.” Her alluring voice came to play as she intentionally pressed and brushed her hooters onto his chest. He smiled. “hmmm”. His cunny smile continued “hmm...”. Then his eyes narrowed while gazing at her calmly “hmm... you don’t understand what you ask for”.