Voluptious Moms Novels & Stories

We sort of fell in a heap on the bed, Mom's face in Lisa's crotch and my cock slipping from Mom's ass with a popping sound. "Let's rest for a while," Mom says, panting, "then I want to watch you fuck your sister, Jack. We only have a month until your father gets home and I want to make the most of it." We will make the most of the next month. We fuck, suck and daisy chain in every conceivable position. I fuck Mom or Lisa while they eat each other. One of them sucks me while I eat the other one. We all sleep in Mom's king-sized bed, with me usually sandwiched between their sexy naked bodies. Mom and Lisa both have voracious sexual appetites and I quite frequently wake up with one of them suck

"That, or she has a fetish for wimpy guys she can control." "Either way, you can do better than a slag like her, baby," mom announced, turning back to the counter and resuming arranging the contents of her purse. I had a view of her from the side now, and I had to admit again, my friends weren't wrong. Mom kept herself in good shape, clearly, since she had a tight butt under that skirt, and her tits were definitely nothing to scoff at. Even in her blouse, you knew they were good stuff. Her dark hair was silky and thick, made for pulling on when you fucked her from be-

She's fucking gorgeous. Mom, naked, nothing over her. She's sweating a little, guess she's been at it a while. I've never seen my mother naked. Her tits are bigger than Ashley's, but still cute. Her nipples are long and hard. She's on her back, leaning away a little, looking at her tablet. No video, looks like a story. Her leg is raised giving me a perfect view. Mom doesn't shave like Ashley does. A nice tangle of blonde hair surrounds her wet and open pussy, a fat dildo sliding in and out. I nearly cum hands-free. I can hear that toy sloshing, I can smell my mother's excitement. She has such a nice ass. She's lying on a towel and she's close to cumming.

I gave up every last ounce of my dignity. He burst into laughter at the sight of my pathetic state and stomped on my face. "Look at you. Don't you look just like a bitch? Your mom really raised a fine daughter. Is this how she usually seduces men to raise you?" I jerked my head up. "No, that's not true! Mom isn't like that. She is a top-tier psychiatrist who uses her professional expertise to bring a new lease on life to countless patients." I argued fiercely. "She's recognized as an outstanding professional every year, and our house is filled with her awards and certificates. She doesn't need any man to raise me perfectly well!"

With my approval, he had recorded everything. I then got him to upload the footage online. I did not just want Amelia and Emerald to face legal consequences, but I also wanted them to experience complete social ruin! The footage went viral. [Mother-in-law exaggerated 8,800-dollar wedding gift as 880,000 dollars.] [Bride kicks the groom until he is paralyzed.] The footage quickly shot up to become a trending topic. Within hours, millions of furious netizens discussed it. “My god, this is insane! Are they even humans?”

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

*Moment 2: Adia and Priya’s Mom* In the kitchen. Washing dishes. Priya’s mom: “You look tired.” Adia: “I am.” Priya’s mom: “You look happy too.” Adia: “I am.” They clinked wet plates. *Moment 3: Kael and Ben* Ben: “How’s the Fund?” Kael: “Broke.” Ben: “How’s your heart?” Kael: “Full.” Ben nodded. “That’s the metric.” *Moment 4: Lila and Ms. Carter*

I’m not trying to complicate things… at least not openly. I’ve got a deep voice and a natural confidence that seems to drive her mom wild, and I make no apologies for it. The nights are the best part of all this. I can tell her mom absolutely loves the way I fuck and caress her body. She’s so responsive, like she’s been starving for this kind of raw attention since her divorce. We usually start with plenty of foreplay, but she gets turned on so quickly that things heat up fast.

I couldn't hold back the irritation at her words. "What do you mean by that, Jenna? You two are practically soulmates and are meant to be. So why would you say that?" I had managed to regain my calm, but her calling us soulmates made me feel like I could cry. "Men don’t cheat on their soulmates, Aunty. I refuse to spend the rest of my life with a man who habitually cheats on me!" I let out my grievances, searching her face for comfort. Comfort? I’d never seen the opposite of comfort so clearly expressed before. But as I took in the unsympathetic look on my aunt’s face, I realized comfort was a luxury she couldn’t afford to offer me at this moment.

It was a photo from Uncle Gary. In the picture, Mom sat alone in the stairwell of the old building. Her head was lowered, her back slumped, the whole scene bleak and quiet. There was a line of text underneath. "Caleb, your mom's bad knee is acting up again. She's in so much pain she can't make it downstairs. You make millions a year, yet you won't even rent her a place with an elevator. It's embarrassing for the family…" My chest tightened so hard that I couldn't catch my breath.