Sexy Mom Stories Novels & Stories

“I’ll give you every style you want me to Ella. Let's give it a try. You can't continue like this forever. Your addiction needs to be conquered. One day your mummy will find out about this life you're living and you wouldn't be proud of it.” “You don't have a different d!ck size. I want a different d!ck size every time.” All that he was saying, wasn't any of my concern. Mother would never find out about my s*x life. I promise that. “Ella, think about this again. She'll eventually find out and that wouldn't be good. Give us a chance and leave this lifestyle alone. Even in class, you can ask me to follow you and zip down, I’ll do it..” he said and for some moment, my heart melted.

My biggest problem wasn’t writer’s block. It was a terminal, throbbing case of blue balls, and the only cure was Damian. I could write a thousand words about the slick heat of skin on skin, the guttural sounds a man makes when he’s about to come, the exact way a cock pulses in your hand. My anonymous stories in the university literary magazine were legendary, the most dog-eared, most whispered-about pages in the whole publication. Everyone thought "A. N. Onymous" was some kind of campus Casanova, a mysterious god of sex who’d seen it all, done it twice, and written the manual.

My inner walls clamp down on Damian's cock like a glove. Damian lets out a rough, animal roar at the tight squeeze. He delivers three more brutal, thrusts and freezes deep inside me. I scream around Mateo's fingers as a heavy, boiling jet of Damian's come blasts straight into my pussy, completely flooding me, cementing the fact that I have been thoroughly filled by all three of them.

"Come baby, gave me a number six and come with me, I'm so close...so...mmhh...fucking...close..." Didn't exactly know how I managed to do it, but I was already on another edge. I was on my back while he took my leg to his side, he was scissoring me as my other leg was under him. He was in me deeper and harder until we simultaneously climax together. "Oh damn baby, I think we really over used this condom. Fuck...you milked me so fucking good...this is my favorite one yet..." he said hoarsely while he was still pumping his load into the condom inside me.

" I'm sorry I haven't been there for you, Champ?" "It's okay." He smiled up at me. "Liam, it's okay to cry. Mom only told you that because she knows you're a big boy. It's okay to cry and talk about your feelings. It's what makes you human." He nodded, and I pulled him in for a hug. He pulled back before running out of the living room. "That's the most emotional moment I've ever witnessed," Adam said, wiping fake tears off his eyes. I rolled my eyes at him. Dixon linked our hands together, giving it a squeeze. I looked at him with a small smile on my face.

my dad’s voice cut through the room and I saw him to my left with a glass in his hands. My dad is rather young, he is just forty four. He had me when he was nineteen years old and a trust fund baby like me. He has told me the story more times than I can count. He was frivolous with his money and enjoyed spending it on women. He met my mother in a night club and they had a one night stand. She realized she was pregnant and thought it would be a good idea to try to blackmail my father. She waited until she had given birth and appeared on his front porch with a baby in her hands.

"Yeah.....Liam is....looks a lot like his mother so i am not surprised....the thing i was surprised about was actually you....that he chose you as his girlfriend.....not because of yourself but he's so on then opposite of you!I can see in your eyes and read your body that you don't like basic, boring stuff or people but that is Liam and so was his mom!" "So.....if i may ask....why did she...? I ask softly. "You may because I don't want to hide things from you" And while I listen I nod as understanding. "As you already might have seen or maybe not yet....but I'd love to do 'things', I'm an adventures guy and not only by traveling.....but also in the....bedroom.....my wife couldn't appreciate

-Veronica Langford- I was still trying to process the fact that my mom was engaged and was contemplating marriage to Joshua, the same man I couldn't seem to stop thinking about. I had no one to talk to about it and I couldn't even tell my dad. He had to hear it from her. My phone chimed on my study table and I got up from my bed to get it. It was an I*******m notification, a text from my sext buddy. -Hey gorgeous. You didn’t reply to my previous texts. I have been thinking about you and that pussy all night-

Selina basically begs as I pick up the pace feeling my own orgasm rapidly approaching. “I’m cumming daddy.” She screams. I feel her pussy start to pulsate around my cock as an orgasm hits her. The feeling of her pussy contracting from her orgasm pushes me over the edge and I slam my cock deep inside her and cum. I shoot rope after rope of cum deep inside Selina’s tight teenage pussy. Panic sets in almost instantly as I remember I’m not wearing a condom and I’ve just shot a huge load of cum deep inside my teenage daughters best friend.

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have