Real Mothers Series : 8 Pack Erotica Bundle

Books 1-8

by Tori Westwood

'Real Mothers Series : 8 Pack Bundle' features 8 naughty stories of mature, confident Moms deflowering their innocent virgin Sons in hot erotica encounters.  The cougars have targeted their prey and they're going for the kill!  Read as they tackle their Son's hard cocks like pros, getting exactly what they want and sometimes a little more!  Strictly Adults Only!

Stories Include : 'Mom's Pride,' 'Mom Took My Cock In Her Ass,' 'Taking My Son's Cum,' 'Home Schooled In Sex,' 'Mommy's Masquerade,' 'Mommy's Motel Fuck,' 'Son, Take Off My Panties' and 'Mommy Nursed Him.'


In a flash his shorts were down and his cock was free, my hand gripping around his long smooth length as everything stopped for a moment.

He stared down at me, speechless as his young virginal cock was released to me and I stared up in to his eyes.  I looked now to his dick, sucking air through my teeth as I thought about doing something crazy and then in one quick move I opened my mouth and thrust my head forwards.

My lips clasped around his flesh and Paul took a brief step back.  He breathed heavily, staring down at me as I lay open mouthed and wanting it.

I could see the conflict in his face and I hoped he'd make the right decision.  He stared at his freshly glossed cock and my mouth, wondering whether the two should collide again.

When he took a step back towards me I began to smile, but before it flourished my mouth was open and was full of his dick once more.


He pushed it all the way to the back of my throat and I ate it lovingly, massaging his balls as they sat beneath my lips and pumping a tight fist over his length whenever I let it out of my mouth.

I breathed heavily as I pumped his cock against my face, but I wasn't willing to stop there.

"Play with my pussy," I urged, opening my legs wide so he could get in at the bottom of my loose shorts.

Paul obliged dutifully, searching beneath and finding my wet laced panties that he began to rub with those expert fingers of his.

Before long he'd slid the crotch of them over, along with my shorts and was staring headlong in to my hairy, wet cunt as he began to finger it.

I took his cock from my mouth now and quickly pulled my panties off, tossing them to the side and lying completely naked on his table.  I'd wager he hadn't imagined his first qualified massage going quite like this!

"Fuck me, Paul," I breathed over his cock.  "I want you."

I turned on the massage table now, pointing my glistening pussy at him and splitting my legs around him.

"Put that cock inside me," I snarled, causing Paul's eyes to light up.

I looked to it and watched as he gripped his hand around his dick, guiding the pink, swollen crown towards my pussy as a torrent of blood pumped through him.

He smoothed it up and down the wet crease of my lips, sliding it in slowly as my motherly warmth absorbed him inch by inch.

"Fuck, Mom," he said, watching his dick disappear in to my crease.  "That feels so good."

"I know," I said, closing my eyes as my darling boy's cock filled me.

Paul began to slam in to me now, clapping his hips against my big ass and spreading my sticky juices all over my pussy as he fucked them out of me, his cock white with my cum as he pumped it in to me.

His hands reached forwards and continued massaging my breasts, still slick and slippery with the oil he'd used and thankful for the attention.

My fingers ran down his front, feelings his abs below his t-shirt but still not satisfied.

"Take it off," I said and he obliged instantly, pulling it over his head and showing me those well-sculpted muscles of his.

I followed the contours of them all the way down his body, my eyelids loose with ecstasy as my gaze fell towards his cock, watching it slam inside my core again and again with ceaseless energy.

Soon I was a trembling, blissful mess, my jaw clenched and my stomach tense as the impending orgasm swelled inside me like some gargantuan wave.

Paul seemed almost oblivious as he continued his pace, but soon I was moaning and writhing in front of him as it began to escape me.

"Oh, Paul," I cried, my hand running across my face.  "I'm coming, Paul!"


About the Author

I write those dirty, taboo, incest stories that you have to read in secret.  The kind that get you hot and weak at the knees.  They're wrong, but oh-so right!
I enjoy writing them as much as you enjoy reading them, and I think that comes across in my descriptive, explicit style.
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