Son Stories

A The Mists of Aphrodisia a Domme/sub tales Story
A tale of a special wedding night.

Mom was a beautiful woman, and all my friends had the hots for her. They all wanted to fuck her. I did, too. She was five-foot-three inches tall and one-hundred-twenty pounds. Her measurements are 34/24/35. I went through her underwear drawer all the time and sniffed her dirty panties when I jacked off. Mom's hair had turned white as a teenager, and she had not bothered to color it. She was beautiful, and I saw all the men staring at her lustfully when we were out. And so did my teammates, many

A neighbor's tales about her hot infidelities, first sparks and then heats up a BDSM relationship between a languishing wife and her curious son.

When a mother becomes dependent on her son. Life gets really interesting.

When a plague kills all men, the last hope for humanity is 100,000 boys still in utero. This is one of those boys' story.

I take Mommy shopping at her department store and her exhibitionist ways are put on display.

Elliot’s mum, Lyn, has the hots for her son and makes a move to seduce him, only for him to reject her advances, even though recently he saw her in a new light, fancying her. Elliot lusts after his best mate’s mum, Sally, and then, one scorching afternoon at her place, things got out of hand, leading to a surprising encounter. Scoville Scale? 1.3 million heat units!