Sexy Mom In Bed Novels & Stories

I know it isn't the same thing as having sex, but at least I'm no longer a complete novice at sex. “Ronny, are you ready yet?” my mom screamed from her room and I immediately jerked up from the bed and rushed for the bathroom. “Almost” I yelled back Tonight, I was finally going to meet the man my mother was so excited about.

Oh yeah!" Mom yells. "Mmmmmm!" Mom looks over at me, smiling lustfully. I'm stroking my throbbing cock, as I watch my sexy sister bury her face in mom's anxious pussy. Mom's humping her ass against Susan's mouth, as loud slurping noises fill the room. I lie on the bed for a better view and watch Susan slide her mouth up to mom's clit.

Mom screamed as Karen fucked her so hard I could hear their skin slapping together. Karen's small, but perfect tits were bouncing and her long blonde hair was clinging to her sweating face. I could see her smiling down at Mom while she fucked her and could feel my cock again closing in on its release. Letting go of Mom's left leg, Karen placed her hand on Mom's pussy and started playing with her clit. "Oh, right there honey," Mom called out, "Oh let me cum on the cock!"

Mom climaxed and Julia took over. Julia fucked her hard, driving deep with each stroke, nearly pushing her off my prick she was smacking against her so hard. Mom braced herself to keep sucking me and as soon as she moaned through her next climax, I gave up the ghost and filled her mouth with my sperm. Julia was slamming her so hard she couldn't swallow it all, practically knocked off my knob with each thrust. Some spilled out of her mouth, some ran down my cock and into my balls. Apparently it was one hell of a climax Mother had. She was shaking and shuddering with each thrust.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

I’m rock hard sitting here next to your mom, thinking about bending you over later. Every new message made her flush deeper. Her breathing grew slightly uneven. Bianca laughed at something on TV and leaned closer to me, kissing my cheek, completely oblivious that I was sexting her daughter right beside her. Marcus: Tonight, after she falls asleep, I’m coming to your room. I want you on all fours again, ass up high, back arched deep like the good slut you’re becoming for me. Beverley squeezed her thighs together tightly, clearly fighting the ache. I loved how responsive she was becoming.

Just fuck me. She took his hand and led him over to the couch. Matt’s eyes locked on her ass, watching it wiggle with each step. She turned and sat down. Easing herself forward, she moved her hips to the edge of the couch and spread her legs. It was the most erotic imagine Matt would ever know. The sexiest body her could imagine was in front of him. Legs spread in wanton desire, Karen cupped both tits and squeezed them together as she watched him through slit eyes.

Mom followed, squirting all over Darius’s thighs. We moved to the bedroom. The big bed was perfect for this. Mom and I were placed in the center on our backs. The men took turns fucking us missionary, then doggy, then riding us while we made out. I rode Darius reverse cowgirl, bouncing hard so my ass clapped against him while sucking Jamal. Mom was on Marcus, tits bouncing as she fingered her own clit. Cum was everywhere—leaking from our holes, smeared on our faces, dripping from our chins.

The bed creaks beneath us, the air thick with the scent of sweat, sex, and the wild edge of our bond. My hands roam her body, rough palms gliding up her ribs, squeezing the swell of her breast, thumb brushing her nipple until she cries out. Her voice is wrecked, pleading, her hips rising to meet every snap of mine. She arches, her hair a tangled halo, eyes glazed and fixed on me like I’m the only thing she knows.

I clenched my fists, nails digging deep into my palms. All these years, Emma refused to use protection. But she didn't want kids either, so she demanded that I get a vasectomy. "Vince, can you please get a vasectomy? I'm scared." But just one month after the surgery, Emma cheated on me with Scott. I let out a self-deprecating laugh. Then, I picked up the ring box and opened it. Inside was the pull-tab from a soda can. I held up the tab and looked at her. "This is the surprise you got for me?"