Novel & Cerita Lusting For Mom

"It's the same, right Dad?" "Please don't make any noise, boys. Your Mom is sleeping, she needs to rest well." It's time for Mommy to wake up! Thor is bored, his father is bored, and Loki is bored." "Let's wake him up, daddy, I want to fly." "Boys, please stop—shh quiet." I moved slowly and rolled my eyes because of the glare of the light. I've heard small conversations before, but I don't understand. Who's that? I turned to the side and strained to open one eye.

"When I have some free time, I check my pregnancy. So ...." "Jenar, you're a lousy woman." Here, a small portion of Sarah's rage was released. Then, in irritation, she turned to face Jenar. "Do you want to be known as a murderer?" Jenar smirked. It was as if a huge wave swept over the belief that killing the baby was necessary. "You don't know anything, so shut up! Don't irritate me!" ---Loving My Sugar Mommy--- "Dad, did I irritate you?" The teenager made a funny face while she laughed and teased.

He folds his arms leaning on the wall. "Didn't my mom specifically ask you to take one of us before stepping out?" I felt like I was caught doing something bad. "Uh-I- I don't wanna give anyone trouble" He smiled walking up to me and patting my head. "I can't let you go out alone. Not just cause my mother told me to do so, But-" He looked at my dress, "I can't have any other guy staring at you if you wear that" He said. I look down at my knee-length dress. It wasn't that bad.

“Don’t embarrass yourself. You don’t fool me. Mother kept sending me her wedding pictures while I was inside. You think I didn’t see what she looks like? Hot body, angelic face… You think I would let you keep someone like that?” The words punched something inside me. Hard. I felt something ugly twist in my stomach because the way he talked about her wasn’t admiration. It was obsession. It wasn’t love. It was ownership. A sick kind of possession. Nathaniel stepped closer like he was testing how far he could push. “Her picture was the only thing I looked at every day. Every single day to survive that God damn hole in fucking cold chains.” His eyes dropped for a second like he was remembering s

Leo. I stormed out of my father’s office, the weight of his expectations pressing down on me like a vice. One month. That was all I had to secure Natasha, and failure was not an option. My mind raced with strategies, with ways to corner her without pushing her completely away. I had to find her—figure out where she was hiding, how she was avoiding me—and bring her back under control, subtly, without revealing how much I had been cornered by my father.

"It's why I can only feed through lust directed at me and only me. Now my dad, he's a maniac. Name it, sexual energy, worship, forbidden desires, dreams, madness from lust, greed, self-interest, indulgence in world pleasures--" "Shit. That's a lot." He nodded, "It is. Sex being the highest but, while I have to indulge in it, he simply can hover over L.A and suck the city dry." "But you're a descendant," I said carefully. "Maybe you'll grow into it." "Maybe," he repeated without a hint of doubt. I wished he'd tell me himself. I hated that I knew more than he was letting me in on. If I mentioned it, would that make him a fool? Was he sensitive about having a human mom?

I say. She comes around and sits right next to me, we are only a hair’s breath apart now, bodies almost touching, and it felt like currents snapped to life under my skin, Something humming, something maniac. “No, I haven’t. Unlike most people, I am yet to find what interests me. Lara always had fashion, and I had whatever it might take to keep my father’s attention, and that was constantly changing, I haven’t had time to properly search for what I like yet.”

Mom pressed her naked body against mine and moaned as she grasped my hard cock, smiling deviously, she said huskily, "Is this hard cock because of me, honey? I think it is. I think my darling son has a hard-on for his own mother. You dirty boy. But I'm a good and loving mother, and it's my duty and privilege to tend to my son's needs. This may seem like too much, for a decent mother to personally see to her own son's obvious lustful desires, but I suppose it's better that I handle whatever depraved desires you may have." With that, mom sank to her knees and gently and reverently stroked her hand over my cock. Looking up at me, she opened her mouth and began to slowly suck my hard cock. Mom m

Greg "Mom what is wromg with you? You know that out of everyone in this world, it's your nonsense that I put up with the most but even this has gone too far and I won't be taking this." I flared up, ignoring for a moment that she was my mother.

I answered as I started to rub her pussy through her shorts again. "Hmmm, and I want you to be," Looking down at my cock, she squeezed it hard. "Oh, how I want you to be." Mom tossed her head to the side so that her hair wasn't in the way and I had a full view of her about to start blowing me. I watched as she again rubbed my cock along her face. As before there was a look of pure desire on her face as she prepared to go down on me. To my dismay I found myself having a moment of doubt. Was this what I really wanted? Mom had been sheltered and lonely her whole life, was I taking advantage of her, the way other guys would?