Gangbanged & Bred By My Son & Friends (Taboo Gangbang Breeding)
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Abandoned by her date again, middle aged mother Sandra fights with the problem of feeling unlovable. But her son and his friends think more than otherwise, preparing to show her just how sexy they think she truly is...by drilling her one after the other, leaving her with far more than absolute sexual satisfaction. More
Abandoned by her date again, middle aged mother Sandra fights with the problem of feeling unlovable. But her son and his friends think more than otherwise, preparing to show her just how sexy they think she truly is...by drilling her one after the other, leaving her with far more than absolute sexual satisfaction.
This 5,800 erotic short story is not for readers under the age of 18, containing highly explicit and descriptive scenes of a gangbang between a hot stepmother and all of her sons friends, with strong breeding themes, interracial elements, triple penetration, lots of creampies, and the love of a son and his stepmother.
Crashing into my bed, I clawed pillows on top of my face. I wasn't remotely tired. I expected my date to eat up a few hours of my time, being able to relax with a drink or two of my own. I breathed in the pillow, and flipped myself over, reaching for something to exhaust myself with. A few more chapters of the book, and maybe I'd bore myself to sleep.
I didn't get that far when a knock hit my door. "Come in." I sighed, wondering what Ben wanted this time.
"Mom..." He stepped into my room, an aura of uncertainty surrounding him. "Listen, I talked to the guys, and we want to do something for you."
From behind him, came in all three of his friends. They looked on at me, and I suddenly realized I was under-dressed. They were all in their boxer shorts and under shirts. "Um...Ben, dear, aren't you a bit old to be having sleepovers with all your friends?"
"Ben told us you were feeling really down about your date ditching you." Darren spoke up from the group. "And you didn't believe him when he told you we all think you're still hot."
My eyes widened as I looked at all of them, their gazes locked on me. "Boys...I don't know what you're up to, but it's not appropriate at all."
"My Ma always gets real depressed when she goes a long time without seeing Dad. I know she needs a good ****ing sometimes. I think you need the same, Mrs. Nielson." Ted had stepped forward, inching towards my bed suggestively.
Spelled out for me. I swallowed. All three of these young men...wanted me, offering to fuck me, and let my fantasies more than come true. "...We can't. What would your mothers say?"
"They don't gotta know, Mrs. Nielson." He strolled to the side of my bed. "Nothing that happens in this room tonight is told to anyone else."
Alex, the youngest, turning eighteen only a few months ago, leaned on the bottom half of my mattress, his eyes doe-like. "Please, Mrs. Nielson. I think about you all the time..."
I could hear my heartbeat over their talking. I shouldn't. I'm a mature adult. I shouldn't be inviting young men to fill every single one of my holes. I shouldn't be getting wet at the simple thought of it.