Taboo Stories Mom And Son Novels & Stories

But any lingering doubt disappeared when I saw Henry lift his glass to a middle-aged woman, saying, "Mom, here's to you." That woman... I'd recognize her anywhere. Mona Lott. My late husband Sebastian's high school "friend" and relentless shadow. When we were together, she tried every trick in the book to break us up, pulling him into constant drama and misunderstandings. Even after we married, she didn't stop. Once, while I was pregnant, she came by with "nourishing" soup, hoping to cause a miscarriage. Thankfully, I was cautious and didn't fall for it.

happy! " I thought that was supposed to be a taboo in xhozim... our tradition, you taught us that and you said once a taboo is committed it can never be fixed," For a while, my mother didn't react but then she scooped me into her arms slowly stroking my head.

This time around, my moan was so loud that it earned a soft chuckle from my mom. Heat rushed to my face at my mom’s reaction, but I was far too overwhelmed to feel embarrassed. I averted my gaze towards the other side of the bed and saw that my mom’s legs were spread wide open as she was getting her pussy eaten by Mr. Frank, and at the same time a pillow had been pressed over her face, a silent means of suppressing my mom’s moans. The sight was taboo and hot, and it made my stomach twist because I was watching my mom get claimed, her legs spread for another man while I was getting claimed by his daughter.

Asher and I traded glances, then my mother cleared her throat. “Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, honey.” She chimed in, pretending she knew nothing about this mess. “But it’s a taboo! How can the two of you be so careless about crossing those lines?” He demanded, eyes boring into Asher and me. “We just need to make sure it never happens again. We can’t exactly erase what already happened, can we?” my mom murmured. Still, my father showed no sign of buying the excuse. “It won’t happen again.” Asher added, and I nearly rolled my eyes at the pure lie.

“I don’t want any funny business tonight. Most of the investors here, and I don’t want any fighting or drama for the Moras to use against us in the tabloids.” “I’m pretty sure Tyler gives them material for free,” I said, earning a swat on my shoulder from my mom. “Hey, I’m serious. Tonight, we need to be the picture of a perfect, elite family.” Tyler scoffed, and my dad moved next to him, placing a firm hand on Tyler’s shoulder. “Is there something wrong with what your mother said?” Tyler’s jaw clenched, his eyes burning with unspoken words, but he shook his head instead.

She would laugh and cry at the same time, holding a doll made from a pillow, showing it off to anyone she saw. "This is my son, Curtis. He's amazing. He's done so many great projects, and got into a top graduate program. Now, he's successful. He's always listened to me. He's such a gentle, outstanding child. You can be jealous all you want. Only I could give birth to a son like him!" Everyone knew why she was there, so no one paid her any attention. As for my father, he never visited her once after everything happened. He lost his job over the scandal and watched his life fall apart overnight.

His flesh was now glistening as more and more precum oozed from that mushroom-shaped tip. "Yes, baby," she confessed. "Not until I saw your cock and call out dirty things you should never, ever say." Levi groaned and squeezed his rigid cock flesh tighter. His mother was just now seeing how much he loved her watching him. Maybe just watching and being watched would be enough for them without resorting to actual fucking to satisfy themselves. No one could ever come back from anything as wrong as mother-son incest. What they'd been doing so far was already bad enough, but at least she could hold her head up and tell herself she wasn't one of those desperate women who fuck their own sons.

Jess hums some pop song, but I’m still burning from Kayden’s stunt. Mom’s wiping down the counter when she glances at Jess, giving her a subtle nod. Jess catches it, mumbles something about checking her phone, and slips out, leaving me alone with Mom. “Zara, can we talk?” Mom asks, her voice soft, like she’s tiptoeing around me. I keep rinsing a plate, not meeting her eyes. “About what?” She hesitates, setting down her towel. “I know things have been… rough between us. I want to make it better. I’m sorry for how fast this all happened with Richard, for not talking to you more.”

The man was shameless! Laughing, Atlas lifts a hand and gently tugs my hand away, then kisses my palm. Eyes widening, I watch as Aiden and Duncan take us in with looks of disbelief. "Don’t touch my mommy!" Aiden yells. "Um… maybe I should…" Duncan begins, but stops as Atlas stands and takes Aiden from him. "Leave." "I think that’s a good idea," Atlas agrees. "There’s a lot that I need to discuss with my son."

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