Shemale Mom Novels & Stories

On the day of the topping-out ceremony for the resettlement housing, my mother, Diana Knowles, insists on reporting me to the authorities for shoddy workmanship. It's all because my cousin, Marco Sanford, went to play at the construction site, stepped into the freshly set cement, and scraped his knee. "You think you're so great just because you built a couple of buildings?" Mom screams at me. "I can't just stand by and watch you put the whole town in danger just to make millions of dollars by pocketing the difference!" Marco clutches his bandage and explains quietly, "It's all my fault for climbing over the fence to play there, Aunt Diana. The construction workers even tried to stop me.

Maybe coffee somewhere else would have been a better idea after all… "Oh, hello ma'am. I am truly flattered.” Korina gave my mom a warm smile. “But I can’t take all the credit! You’re daughter is stunning. I mean, she doesn't even have to try to be beautiful." "Yes, well...” My mother gave me a once-over. “If only she would learn to act feminine, I'd be relieved. Maybe you should give her beauty advice. So she can learn and stop dressing like a thug." “Mom!” I protested immediately, my cheeks heating up from embarrassment.

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.”

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

Mom shot back, taking off her glasses. “Can we stop talking about this? It’s my private life, and I’m fucking twenty. I can do whatever I want,” I snapped, glaring at both of them in turn. “I just want to make something clear,” Mom said, and my head dropped in frustration. Why couldn’t she just zip it? “Back in the day, when a woman let you have her first time… that was real love. But now… there are more whores than real women,” she said with finality. But the devil in the backseat wasn’t finished with me yet.

“Liar. Your nipples are begging to be sucked and your shorts are fucking drenched. Take them off, Shela. Let me see how wet your stepmommy made you.” The word “stepmommy” should have made me sick. Instead it sent a fresh rush of slick down my thighs. My hands trembled as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and shoved them down, kicking them off along with my sneakers. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. My pussy was completely bare—smooth from my last wax, lips puffy and shining, clit peeking out swollen and needy. Elena’s gaze dropped between my legs like a physical touch. She licked her lips slowly. “Jesus Christ. Look at that pretty pink cunt. So much tighter than your fa

I was starting to understand that mom likes to wear very sheer panties and possibly a size smaller. I quickly went to my bedroom to monitor mom’s bedroom. Mom took her clothes off and she had 36 cup size tits, I wish I was biting them right now. She still had her heels and sheer black panties on and walked to her dresser and took out a vibrator. She went back and laid on the bed and started fingering herself. She also started the vibrator and vibrated around her pussy as she fingered herself, I realized mom was masturbating. I never saw mom date, so this must be what she does to relief her sex urge. She started making moaning sounds as she obviously started coming, because I could see a very

) Mom: "Oh, honey, you are doing great. I can't believe you've never done this before. Now, just relax and let Nature do the rest. I just wanted you to know...mommy loves you so much." She kissed me tenderly, her eyes a tiny bit teary. I never felt so much love for my mom; as I returned the kiss, I had the most incredible feeling of contentment in my life...my big uncut cockhead had found the right 'doorway'. The tiny opening in my uncut cockhead now expanded to the size of a penlight, making way for all of the saved up lust from my period of good behavior. It really wasn't a matter of a shot or two. It was much more like an industrial transfer. My hugely swollen balls were almost dragging o

All the mothers and sons were described as mirror images of Mom and me. Mom is 38 years old. She has a fantastic hourglass-shaped body: perfectly round hips and bubble butt, a not-too-big but not-too-small tummy, shapely thighs, and wonderful DD breasts. Her hair is described as dirty blonde with light green eyes. Her skin has a natural tan look to it, though she loves to sunbathe by our backyard pool to keep it that way. She is beautiful, no doubt about it. She has always had a reserved personality and rarely likes to have attention drawn to her. I don't think she is shy but certainly introverted. But she has never let this get in the way of cheering for me at track or swim meets.

“You seem shocked , well let me break the bad news to you Rissa , I know that you have been screwing my husband all along “ Mom's words dropped a bombshell on my heart , I didn’t want to believe what I had just heard , no matter how much I tried to , I still couldn’t get the words together . “ what did she mean by she knew that I was screwing shuan . “You know what Rissa , I am your mother and trust me when I say that I notice everything about you and even the slightest changes I notice them too . The first day you met shuan , I saw the way you looked at him and the way that you wanted him. I could see it in your eyes . Well I had just gotten the news that I couldn’t gave babies so it was ea