Getting to close to mom

It was the weekend and I woke up with that morning wood, yep. Always woke up that way, and I had a little stroke under the blanket as my mom barged into my room. The…

Drunk Mom Adult Story

Navigating the teenage years is often challenging. My situation became significantly more difficult six months ago when my father left to be with someone nearly my own age, and now my mother is behaving irresponsibly.…

Spitroasting mom

It was a hot summer night and I was feeling frisky. I lounged on the couch in my thin, silky nightie, sipping a glass of red wine. The house was quiet and I was feeling…

Turned on my catching my son fucking my friend

I’m the kind of woman who walks into a room and leaves perfume behind—not from a bottle, but something more elusive. Confidence, maybe. Or just the scent of having survived enough heartbreak to know exactly…

Sharing my fat mom with my friend spitroast

I still lived at home with my mother, a woman whose curves had only amplified with age. At 45, she possessed a certain allure, a confidence that drew attention despite her weight. Her breasts, ample…

Free use mom to her 5 horny sons

I have 5 sons, yes 5 horny sons with high sex drive and very demanding. There is Carl, Mark, David, Ben and Tom. I was doing the washing up in the kitchen as I heard…

Moms naughty secret with her sons with sex

The sunlight sliced through a gap in the heavy hotel curtains, a harsh, bright line against the dim room. I squeezed my eyes shut, a deep, throbbing ache pounding behind my temples. It felt like…

Naughty fun when I go on the road with my son

Life often takes unexpected turns, doesn’t it? Throughout my three decades of marriage, fidelity to my husband was unwavering; the thought of infidelity never even crossed my mind. However, a simple request to my son…

A bumpy ride on my sons lap long road trip

I stepped into the warm shower, letting the water cascade down my body, washing away the stress of packing for our long road trip. The hot water needled my skin, loosening the knots in my…

Sons Broken Arm and The Casts and the Handjob

The slam of the car door echoed the frustration simmering inside me. “Daniel, honey, please be careful!” I called out, watching my 20-year-old son awkwardly navigate the front steps with his freshly casted arms. Two…