Son Mom Sex Story Novels & Stories

(This is a is a story about mom-son incest sex, so if you don't like the idea, please stop reading.) I couldn't believe that the woman I always loved and cherished, whom I always had a crush on, my mother, would turn into nothing but a submissive pet, a sex-loving slut who would do anything to please me.

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

He lowered his voice and added, "Besides, Mike admitted it himself when he had me cornered. This was all part of their plan. It's just another stunt by him and Walter to smear you in front of the cameras and get revenge." Mom stopped in her tracks. The warmth vanished from her face almost instantly. She turned to her assistant. "I don't care if they've rescued him or not. From now on, I never want to hear about that father and son again." Fireworks burst across the sky, one after another. The crowd erupted in cheers, celebrating their acceptance into dream schools and the bright futures ahead. Uncle Donald took his chance and leaned toward Mom's shoulder. Mom didn't pull away because, in tha

His lips felt hot against her skin, a painful contrast to the frost in his eyes. "Pleased to meet you, Mommy," Xavier whispered, emphasizing the word with deep mockery. As he pulled back, he leaned slightly toward her, close enough for his sharp, masculine scent to overwhelm her senses. "You look very expensive tonight, Elara. How much did my father pay to make you kneel at his feet?" Elara’s blood ran cold. "Xavier, how is this possible?" she whispered, barely audible. "Nothing is impossible, Mom. We’ve been reunited, haven't we? You walked right into your own hell," he hissed intimidatingly.

I said matter-of-factly. “Mom, please don’t get married to this man. You can marry any other man.” I held her hands, pleading. I really wanted to be happy for her. I was ready to be. But how could I, when she was marrying the same man who had given me my first real taste of pleasure? The same man I had wanted so desperately, even while praying we would never cross paths again. I looked him in the eyes. Anyone watching would think we were locked in some silent stare competition. Mom glanced between us while I stared at him, anger burning through me.

Please note that this story deals with taboo subject matter, and it won't be for everyone. It includes an incestuous relationship between a father and his son, graphic sexual content, dirty talk and pregnancy kink. Feedback and constructive criticism are welcome and appreciated. Enjoy! Ronald’s P.O.V, “Oh, fuck yeah. Cum in me, daddy. Breed me,” the boy on the screen screamed while he was on his hands and knees getting fucked hard and fast by a man at least twenty years his senior.

My heart felt like it was being stabbed with knives a thousand times over, and I wanted nothing more than to run over and hold him in my arms. He was Shawn's only son, and the heir to Dawson Group, yet he was being played for a fool! It was my fault as a mother for not protecting him… Jasmine covered her mouth, jeering. "Aren't you forgetting something?" My son wiped his tears and bent down, heavily knocking his head on the floor. "Ms. Stark, get mad at me, not Mommy!" The ward was warm, with the heating on full blast, and Jasmine wore only a thin white dress.

Her body was shaking as her words spilled out in a flood. “I will suck you every moment. I’ll lick your balls when you tell me. I’ll bend over the counter and let you take me as you want. Just fuck me now. Please.” Raymond snarled and spat on her slit. He smeared it with his dick and lined himself up. “That is better. A begging house slut with a pussy waiting to be filled.” He pushed forward, and the fat head spread her open, then slid inside. Naomi screamed and clutched the sheets as her pussy clenched around his dick like she had been starving.

"Boss, everything is fine. Mrs. Stone Sr. is reading at home." The man even sent a video of Teresa sitting calmly at her desk. I was stunned, wondering if she wasn't kidnapped at all. Billy sneered, kicking me in the abdomen. "You're vile. Still lying on your last breath?" Ignoring the tearing pain, I called Emily. "Is Mom back?" "She is," Emily replied. Relief hit me, but her following words shattered it.