Lusting For Mom Novels & Stories

Something evil clicked inside me hearing the amount of money, fuck I can own this whole world. I looked at her, feeling all nervous. I didn’t why there was some uneasiness in my heart, I asked mom, “Mom, what if we got wrong? If things were not went well according to our plan?” Mom gave me a wicked smile, “Are you doubting my plan, my son?” I shook my head, “No no, it just I’m nervous. What if things go wrong? What if they came to know before our plan got succeed.” She put hand on my shoulder, “You don’t have to, just start make a plan how will be your life, our life after we’ll access their entire wealth. You can have any bitch you want at your feet. You’re the centre of attention every wom

“I guess you’ve stayed home enough.” She gushes a disbelieving laugh. I know it sounds lame but that’s the best excuse I can cover up with. However, Vera catches me in my act. “Or…you want to finish what we started.” Her voice is now low, sensual… “Kid…this is just a dad trying to look out for his child.” She scoffs. “Just admit it for once. You want me. You want to recreate what you created last night. A sinful picture of us tasting each other. Of you fucking your palms while I watch. I know that much.”

“It has to be. Mason, do you even hear yourself? You’re my…” “Don’t,” he cut me off sharply, jaw flexing. “Don’t reduce me to a title. You know damn well I’m more than that.” My breath faltered. The way he looked at me like I was something he craved, something he’d fight for was more intoxicating than any drink I’d ever had. And more terrifying. “Mason, please,” I said, softer now, almost pleading. “If we don’t stop this, it’ll destroy everything. My mom, your dad… us.”

Esther tested the waters and said, "Mom, can we bring him out for dinner later?" My stomach began rumbling when I heard that. I carefully said, "Mom, I'm hungry." However, Mom just shoved me back into the tank with a cold expression on her face and said, "Your sisters might have obeyed me for now, but I know that they're only doing so reluctantly. "You know that you're just a dog, right? So, you'd better be a good dog and fulfill your purpose so that Esther and Emily will never dare to disobey me ever again."

Natalia's POV My mom throw a hard gaze "What do you mean to hang on to the invisible?, that hot boy that you are dating is more than enough to make you have two minds about leaving here" My Mom said with all seriousness "Seriously Mom, hot boy? that sounds somehow" I said and she chuckled "I swear Natty, if I'm that kind of women that love boys younger than them...the new-adults age fuckers, I would have taken in that boy, he is so 'damn" my Mom said whilst turning back to do her things.

Excitement rippled through me, my nipples, now rock hard, ached even more, and my thighs clenched. “Please… daddy.” His grip on my shoulders tightened. “Don't..” he hissed. “Don't fucking do that.” I smiled. “I want you to fuck me, daddy.” “If you call me that one more time, Lora.” He paused, his breathing heavy, every breath filled with failing reatraint and desire that had been locked away for a very long time. “Then I might not be able to control what happens next.” “Please, daddy.. fuck me.”

I should be thinking of cutting her up and sending pieces of her back to her bastard father. Revenge boiled and sharp in my chest, mixing with something else. Hunger. I should have thrown her out. Shut my eyes to the tempting curve of her spine, or the way her dress slipped down her shoulder. Or the soft moan that slipped out of her when she turned and lay on her stomach, her dress riding up her thigh. I should have called security. But my feet wouldn’t move. I couldn’t do anything but stare at the angel in my bed, anger and lust swirling together low in my gut.

It seemed as though every last drop of strength had been emptied from her body, yet she still refused to surrender. Her quivering fingers descended lower and then halted against the skeleton's shinbone. There was an unmistakable old injury there. Mom froze. Her fingers hovered there, unable to move further. "It's him." Her lips trembled. "It's Walter." That year, Mom was at the height of her power in the business world. She looked down on everyone, until one of her rivals was pushed too far and hired an assassin. She hadn't forgotten—the dark gun barrel, the cold ground beneath her, the terror of being completely helpless.

But the memory of her thighs trembling around me, the memory of her pussy walls clenching around my fingers… it was very fresh in my mind, so NO! I couldn’t be calm. Hearing her confess to Mila about how she had always wanted me and how she had deliberately planned our escapades, it triggered my own buried lust, I have never been more turned on in my life. I squeezed my eyes shut. I know I shouldn’t have touched her– shouldn’t have given in. I shouldn’t have let my anger turn into lust. I shouldn’t have… “Dian!” Her voice. Sharp and desperate. Then footsteps followed, it sounded fast and determined.

It was frustrating, but not for long because when we walked into the house, there was something worse to be frustrated about. The sink was full of dishes. All waiting for me. “Hi mom,” I greeted as she walked down the stairs to us. She was already in her waitress uniform and had her bag on her shoulder and an unlit cigarette between her slightly perked lips. Kelly went to give her a hug. “Hi baby, how was your day?” She kissed Kelly on the lips. I watched as Kelly followed my mom around the room showing her the picture we printed. My mother rarely smiled. She always wore a tired-but-got-it-all-together look. She always held her head high and her hair was always either down or in a low ponyta