Taboo Stories Mom And Son Novels & Stories

Dominant Daddy (5) EMMA I went back home after my Father-in-law dealt with my pussy in the sweetest way ever how his son had never done. I woke up the next morning with a heavy heart, my body still sore from everything Daniel did to me in his dark pleasure room.

I protested. "Why shouldn't I? You are an adult now. There is absolutely nothing wrong with us discussing matters of that nature," she replied, letting out a soft chuckle. Mom's demeanor made it seem as though she regarded me as one of her high-society socialite friends, someone she could casually gossip with about bedroom antics. I recalled a time not too long ago when I had accidentally overheard Mom and her circle sharing explicit stories regarding intimacy with their respective husbands. Back then, viewing such discussions as strictly taboo, I had chosen to immediately distance myself, harboring zero interest in listening.

When she looked the following evening, the story was on the same page, but not on the same line. He had looked at it! But how much had he read? The piece of the story on the screen had the mother on her knees in the kitchen while her son held onto her head and fucked her sucking mouth. After he blows his load and she swallows, she says, "Oh, baby, I've wanted to do that for so long!" To which he replies, "Me, too, Mom! Let's go in your bedroom and fuck!" Even if James had not scrolled off the page, he should still have gotten the gist of what his mother was reading about. But would that be enough to break the taboo-ice?

Mother and son reconnect at special Resort... NB: This story contains themes of incest and taboo sex and every person in this story is above 18. Enjoy. ****** When it All Changed ---------------------------------------------- Melinda looked around the crowded meeting room full of mothers and sons eating breakfast together, and for the fifth time that morning wondered if this was a good idea.

~Elena~ I fucked a father and son. Yes, you read that right. I didn’t stutter. I took them both. One after the other. Sometimes at the same time. And no, I don’t regret a damn thing. They were both my mates. Not one. Not either. Both. You could say the Moon Goddess smiled at me… or maybe she just wanted to watch me break. And before you sit there with your mouth hanging open like you’ve never done anything wild, let me stop you right there.

"A surprise for Mr. Gardner's precious son. I can't wait for the day he discovers it." In the comments, confused strangers asked questions. [Does your boyfriend have kids from a previous marriage?] Samantha, posting under a kitten avatar, replied: [He does, but I'll be taking over as the child's mom soon.] She added a row of blushing emojis. Then, there was the most recent video, uploaded the day I left for my trip. It was taken from the storage room of our house. Samantha leaned against the door with a selfie stick, smiling sweetly at the camera.

He whispered quietly in my ear, "Cum on Daddy’s cock while you’re talking to your mother." That dirty whisper pushed me over the edge. I came hard — really hard. My pussy clenched and spasmed around his thick cock, juices gushing down my thighs. My whole body trembled violently. I bit down hard on my arm to stay quiet, but a small broken moan still slipped out. "Jojo? What was that sound?" Mum asked. "I-I just... stubbed my toe," I lied, panting. "I’m okay... love you Mum... gotta go—"

"I expected nothing less from a celebrity who's all about fan service. She's incredibly hot!" "I heard you had to pay 30 grand for a full day with her! Just imagine all the things the wealthy can do." "So what if she was a celebrity? Those monsters will ruin whoever they want to." Negative comments flooded the posts that contained those photos. I shuddered as I turned to look at the middle-aged woman before me—Karen Palmer, my mom. Despite all the rumors flooding her phone, my mom nonchalantly scrolled through them all. The biggest reaction I saw was a frown as she liked and reposted a comment saying 'Embarrassing'.

“I wish I knew what happened. Think he got a little too rough with sex?” “No. Don’t think that they ever had sex.” “What? You’re fucking shitting me.” “You have a potty mouth when your uncle’s not around.” He said with a dry chuckle. “No, shit. Why the hell do you think they’re not fucking?” JD laughed. “My mom blushes at the mere mention of sex. And, I hate to admit that I know this, my mom has not had sex since before I was born. Bob told me that once he had a second ‘legitimate’ son, he no longer had to touch her.”

There was a moment of tight resistance; she clenched, a sharper gasp escaped her, and then he was inside, fully, buried to the hilt in a heat that seemed to consume him alive. They both froze. The air rushed out of their lungs in a single thud. Her eyes widened, locked on his, capturing the expression of pure ecstasy and pure horror he knew was stamped across his face. It was the final violation of a taboo, and the final fulfillment of a desire. It was the place from which there was no return. And then they began to move.