Mom's Boyfriend
Copyright© 2025 by YO
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Ryan goes with his mom to a wedding. But his mom tells everyone that Ryan is her boyfriend, not her son. It was only a small lie to make her old friends jealous. But soon, things start to feel strange. They have to act close, and the fake love starts to feel real. Ryan feels confused. He knows it’s wrong, but he can’t stop his feelings. One lie turns their weekend into a secret full of love, desire, and temptation.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Mother Son Cream Pie Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Slow
He heard giggling from Megan and Claire, followed by the unmistakeable sound of heavy making out. His Mom tittered beside him, “You two are insatiable.”
“When you’ve a hot vixen beside you what else are you going to do?” Megan had evidently disengaged herself so as to reply to Brandi, though only for a moment, as the kissing quickly resumed.
Ryan lowered his head, blushing slightly as the two older women kissed passionately just feet away from him, their hands moving over each other’s naked breasts. He turned to his Mom who was sitting contentedly casually watching her old friends make out. “Should we leave them?” he leaned forward to murmur in his ear.
His Mom shook her head, “I’ve seen them do more than this before, it doesn’t bother me, it’s kinda hot even, don’t you think?”
If he’d been with almost anyone apart from his Mom he’d have enthusiastically agreed, but instead he prevaricated and said, “Aren’t we invading their privacy?”
His Mom snorted, “Seriously, those two sluts are happy to give us a show. You ought to have seen what we got up to at parties where the football boys wanted a lesbian demo...” she grinned as if she was reminiscing, her hand accidentally finding his thigh and staying on it. “They’re still pretty sexy don’t you think? For women past forty.”
“I guess,” Ryan replied.
“I thought all teen boys liked Milfs,” his Mom teased, getting closer to him so the others wouldn’t overhear, “Or is it just me?” she purred, keeping up the pretence.
“Yeah, I like Milfs,” he was forced to admit. Watching the two of them going at it was certainly making him hard, though his Mom’s fingers gripping at his thigh and the brief touch of her body against his wasn’t making him go limp either.
Opposite them the two women broke from each other, a trace of saliva remaining between their lips for a moment before snapping and falling into the bubbling water below. Claire’s gaze moved from Megan’s eyes to Ryan chest, her head moving up and down slightly as she took it in, a lascivious grin on her face, “I thought you two lovebirds would be making out by now,” she drawled.
“He’s shy,” Brandi tittered. Her arm crept round her son’s shoulder and she was so near that her naked breasts were rubbing against his side as she turned towards him. “If you insist though...” she giggled.
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