Sexy Mom Butts Novels & Stories

The picture of a beautiful woman dressed in sexy clothes was the first thing Eric saw. "Slut, bitch, Daddy's mistress."

Mom takes a deep breath, but doesn't say anything. "That's all the hair you have? You trim all the rest away. How? Do you trim with the scissors or shave? Look at mine. The hair just goes every which way. It doesn't look sexy like yours." Lisa pulls her swimsuit bottom down and shows Mom her blonde pussy. She brushes her fingers through her hair saying, "See mine's ugly. Not sexy like yours at all."

Jim: "Mom, I AM more man than that wimp you call a husband, aren't I?" Sue: [Taking hold of his gigantic organ and his swollen testes, squeezing one and hefting the other to gauge its pendulous weight.] "Sweetheart, you are MUCH more man than that sissy. Your ten inch babymaker is so huge, so strong, and so virile. It's at least three times the length and volume of that spineless husband of mine. I am your slave; I will do anything for you. I must have you...I need that cock inside of me, touching me where your father never did, never could."

she replied breathlessly, winking back at him over her shoulder. The four busty moms were now lined up in a perfect row on their hands and knees, side by side. Their enormous tits hung down heavily, swinging like pendulums, while their big, round asses pointed invitingly outward. Their sweat-glistened bodies waited eagerly for their next turn to get hammered hard from behind. “I think I’m going to like this ‘world of sex’… a lot,” the teen expressed with a satisfied grin. His mom peeked back at him with a naughty, loving smile, wagging her fleshy ass invitingly. “You’ll like it a lot more when there’s plenty of mommy-meat involved, baby.”

"That, or she has a fetish for wimpy guys she can control." "Either way, you can do better than a slag like her, baby," mom announced, turning back to the counter and resuming arranging the contents of her purse. I had a view of her from the side now, and I had to admit again, my friends weren't wrong. Mom kept herself in good shape, clearly, since she had a tight butt under that skirt, and her tits were definitely nothing to scoff at. Even in her blouse, you knew they were good stuff. Her dark hair was silky and thick, made for pulling on when you fucked her from be-

I slip a finger inside, which causes her eyes to flutter open. “Mmm, you do a much better job than my alarm clock,” she says as she stretches her arms above her head, lifting up her chest and pushing her crotch up against my hand. I think that might be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. All self-control goes out the window in that moment and I roll onto her and fuck her hard.

He got dark irises with matching dark bags underneath. "She's a weakling like you bastard!" thundered the man to my dad furiously. The lines in his neck were all protruding and spit was running the side of his mouth. "Stupide comme son père et une pute comme sa mère. Cet enfant est sûr est!" I pushed my father aside. Tears were brimming in my eyes. "I am not stupid! Momma said I am smart! And she is a very decent woman unlike you two who judges her. She's my momma and she loves me very much unlike you two!"

he asked, with a suspicious look on his face. “ahm, I’m Mag..mag… Margret. Yes, that’s my name.” “I’m Jeffery. Big J for short. I need you to help me remind Mr. Ethan that he hasn’t replied to my mails.” Her racing heart slowly returned to normal after hearing what he had to say. She thought she was busted. “Sure.” She let out a smile. “Thank you, this means a lot to me.” She entered the elevator quickly to avoid further delay, “Alright Big J, I will let him know.” The door closed, and she let out a big relief. She took the meal to the last floor; the rooms there are only for top rich people and for politicians.

Did he want to see my face? Hell no. I wasn't answering that. The whole point of sexting him was to remain anonymous. My hands hovered over the red button about to press reject when his message notification came to the top of the screen –baby you’re driving me crazy. Just pick up the call, you don't have to show your face. I won't show mine either. I just want to hear those moans and see that beautiful, wet pussy up close and live- My finger hovered over the screen, heart pounding in my chest as I debated whether to pick up the call. Everything about this felt so wrong, so risky, but I was too turned on to think straight. I wanted it. Needed it.

"Show me your lengthy enormous dick, baby." Quickly, he dropped his pants together with the underwear he was wearing, while Romana took the same position as the picture she sent him earlier. "Masturbate and scream my name, Baby..." she ordered. "Do the same, Mommy. I want to see you pleasing yourself." "Sure." He started masturbating in front of the camera while watching what Romana does. His horny sugar mommy inserted the dildo into her pink womanhood and then pressed the button to the maximum level. She was like being possessed when the vibrator turned on. She howled continuously while her narrow eyes stared at him.