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  Mother Goes Wild: Taboo Erotica Collection

  By Rod Polo

  Copyright@2017 by Rod Polo

  Smashwords Edition

  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

  This Erotica Collection is loaded with, hot, graphic sex! It is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters are represented as 18 or over.

  Night with Stepmother

  It started innocently with Jayden that day; he got home in good time. His father had been giving him shit about his curfew and for the first time ever since he came to live with him decided to abide. That and the simple fact that Kayla was on that time of the month and he couldn’t get any sex from her. The living room light was still on when he walked in but he did not bother to check who it was. He felt perched and a cold beer would get him where he wanted.

  “You are home early,” his stepmother said to him and stood across from him at the door as she drank from a glass of wine.

  “Yeah, wasn’t in the mood to go out,” he answered.

  “I doubt that, I think you are broke.”

  “You are right and the fact that my girlfriend is not accessible today.”

  She let out a sing song like laughter when he said this and he could not help but admire her perfect white teeth.

  “Wanna have a glass of wine with me?” she asked and walked over to the kitchen cabinet and pulled out a bottle of wine that Jayden had never known about.

  “Depends, is my dad home?”

  “He didn’t tell you?”

  “Tell me what?”

  “He will be away on business for the next three days,” she answered and he could swear there was a hint of flirter in her voice

  “Okay, I don’t mind Liz,” he answered and slowly followed her like a lapdog to the living room. He went on and took a seat opposite her before accepting the glass of wine she handed him.

  “Thank you Liz,” he said and shifted his attention to the TV screen, the movie looked familiar but he didn’t know where he had watched it.

  “Do you like old movies?” she asked before flipping through the TV channels in search of one. This gave Jayden a chance to check out her luscious thighs peeping through her short night gown. He looked away immediately their eyes met and a look of embarrassment came over his face.

  “Yes I do,” he answered with his eyes glued to the TV screen.

  “You are so cute,” she let out with a slight giggle before crossing one leg over the other seductively.

  “I know I am.”

  “Are you seriously checking me out?” she asked with yet another giggle before she ran her hand through her tangled hair and flipped some of it on her left shoulder.

  “I was checking you out,” he said before gaining more confidence and moving closer to her, “I still am.”

  She went on to flip through the channels before taking a sip from her glass of red wine and looking his way.

  “You do know I am your father’s wife?”

  “I know that all too well,” he went on to say, “But that doesn’t change the fact that I want to fuck you.”

  “You are a naughty little boy Jayden,” she answered before taking of her night robe and exposing what was underneath. She had a silk sexy nightdress that was see through with no panties underneath.

  “I know I am,” he said and moved closer to her with a longing look in his eyes. She, however, slapped his wrist but had a playful look in her eye.

  “You touch me when I tell you to touch me,” she said.

  “What the hell is going on?” Jayden asked and got to his feet looking excited. “Please tell me you are one of those freaky deaky mistresses who will punish me the whole night long?”

  The last phrase of his words came out with a sing song note to it and he let out a wide smile when she blinked back at him and gave him a half grin.

  “Get on your knees boy,” she said in a stern note.

  He slowly did as asked and went on to fix her a look of expectation. A slap, however, landed across his face and just as he was about to ask why her domineering voice sounded through the room.

  “You don’t speak unless spoken to,” she said. “You do not look at me until I ask you too, do you understand?”

  “Yes,” he said in an excited whisper. Another hot slap landed across his face and he secretly wondered what he had done this time.

  “Yes who?”

  “Yes, ma’am?” He wasn’t sure if that was the word she was looking for but he seemed to have nailed it when he was not the recipient of another hot slap. He couldn’t look up but his other senses were heighted. He heard her leave the room and left him to dwell in the almost tangible silence. Her soft footsteps were replaced by loud clinging of high heels that descended his way. He did not look up but loved her new scent; it was a blend of sweet cherry with cinnamon.

  “Jayden”.

  “Yes ma’am.”

  “Kiss my shoe,” her voice was more of a plea but at the same time very firm.

  He bent down and kissed the tip of her left shoe before kissing the right one too. He then went on to kiss her heel before slowly making his way to her ankle and paused on her knee waiting for permission to move further.

  “Keep going,” she said.

  He kissed her thighs and before he knew it, was kissing her clit and licking her entrance. Her juices flowed easily and this made him hard. The whiff of her pussy covered his mouth and he drunk in her juices with gusto.

  “Show me your cock,” she ordered and he got to his feet and set it free from his pants.

  “I want you to fuck me,” she pleaded. “Fuck me like you know your father has not been fucking me right.”

  He smiled and beamed from the go ahead and moved closer to her after stripping off his clothes. She ran her tongue over his nipple as he said this and didn’t believe how much he loved it.

  After which he couldn’t take it anymore, he turned her on her heel, lifted her nightdress above her ass and slowly thrust into her. He took a quick minute to savor the wetness of her pussy before thrusting deeper into her and instantly moving in and out with calculated precision.

  “You have a big cock but do not know how to use it,” she said as she shut her eyes and felt him in her. “But you do not know how to use it.”

  He took it as a jab and thrust in faster and harder into her trying to prove a point.

  “E for effort,” she said to him and this only made him the more furious. He went on to thrust into her, faster and with more zeal, the moans that escaped her throat made him think he was doing something but her next words threw another jab right at him.

  “Jayden moving fast doesn’t mean you are fucking me right,” her voice was firm but tender and with that she let him slide out of her and gave him all her attention.

  “Sit,” she ordered and he headed her words.

  She then went ahead to mount him before placing both hands on the sofa behind him for support.

  “You young bloods always fascinate me,” she said and shook her head with disbelief. “Tell me how this feels?”

  She swayed her hips in an up and down movement on top of him before moving her waist in circular motions and looking into his eyes for a reaction.

  “How does that feel?” she asked again.

  Jayden was in a world of his own, he loved how she knew what she wanted it was a new experience for him.

  “It feels really good ma’am,” he answered with his eyes shut. He wanted to hold back his urge to climax but could not and before he knew it let out a hot load into her without warning.

  “I thou
ght young guys have got stamina,” she said cheekily before pulling out and shaking her head in disbelief.

  “You have got to stop doing that,” he said feeling irritable.

  “Doing what?”

  “You have got to stop throwing jabs at me like that,” he complained. “I bring it down; I always bring it down.”

  “Maybe with the little broad you have been running around with but my dear, you don’t bring shit.”

  She said this and lay on the floor naked with her legs spread apart and her finger playing on her clit. Jayden felt insulted, offended and mocked but also felt turned on in a twisted kind of way. He walked over to her wanting to prove a point and buried his head in her crotch. The moans that escaped her throat assured him of doing something right, but he still had his reservations with her choice of jabs at him.

  Once he got all her juices flowing, he pointed the tip of his arousal to her entrance. He then slid into her and this time did not show her any mercy.

  He held on to her hair for support before thrusting into her in a very fast rhythm that his eyes felt hazy.

  “There you go Jayden, you catch on fast,” she encouraged and let out a loud moan as she went on to thrust into her. The praise only made him move faster and pump harder into her and he only stopped when he felt a sudden rush come from her pussy. He took a step back and did not know what was going on until he heard her scream.

  “I am Cumming,” she announced.

  He let her cum and loved how her body convulsed when she did. She then flipped herself on her tummy and mounted her ass to him slightly.

  “Fuck me, I want another orgasm,” she said.

  He agreed to her request and slid in her from the back, he loved the silk feeling of her pussy and how wet she was. He spanked her a few times and loved how she moaned from the touch and went on to fuck her some more. Her ass rippled from the thrusts and the sight was simply lovely for him.

  “Yes Jayden,” she cheered on in her firm commandeering tone. “Keep fucking me, don’t stop!”

  “Do you love that?”

  “Don’t you dare ask me such questions,” she answered in a fierce voice. “Keep fucking me, fuck me harder!”

  He did as asked and went on to hump her mercilessly without asking questions. He could feel his juices knocking at his door and did not want to cum without getting her to her second climax.

  “Almost there baby, keep pumping.”

  This encouraged him to go on and he went on to fuck her senselessly, the convulsion at her entrance announced her second come and he could no longer hold it back. He placed both his hands on her waist firmly before letting his hot load explode into her. Their orgasms intertwined making it the more ecstatic. Jayden held on to her for a few more seconds and reluctantly pulled out before letting his weight slum on the floor next to her.

  She was still on her tummy and clearly exhausted but had the most satisfied smile on her face.

  “You are a better fucker than your father,” she let out with a half smile.

  “Improved version,” he answered with a proud smile. “Not on Viagra baby.”

  She let out a loud roaring laughter before pouring herself a glass of wine. She watched her gobble it down and loved how it glided down her throat as she drunk.

  “I have to go to bed,” she announced and got to her feet. Jayden did the same and welcomed the last passionate kiss that came his way from her.

  “I will see you around,” she said.

  “No rematch?”

  “You still have a lot to learn,” she answered cheekily. “That is why I will see you around.”

  Jayden watched his stepmother walk out of the room and loved the sight. She was definitely a (MILF) “mom I would like to fuck.”

  The End

  Very Naughty Mother

  She knew he would come, they had agreed to meet at their usual spot but he was running late. She checked her wrist watch for the millionth time that day and only realized he was two minutes late. She paced the hotel room up and down and threw a look at her handbag. She had sworn last time would be her last encounter with him, but here she was again. Ella was just about to change her mind but a knock on the door announced his guest’s arrival.

  “Hello handsome,” she said and melted into his young masculine chest. He took off the shades he had on and walked into the room.

  “I ordered champagne,” she announced and pointed to two empty flutes that were on the coffee table in the middle of the room.

  “I can see that,” he said and fixed her a questioning look. “Why are you so nervous?”

  She stilled her breathe and walked over to the table to pour them both some champagne. She then handed him his flute before sipping on hers and shutting her eyes momentarily.

  “Oliver we have to talk,” she let out after taking a long sip and having a seat on the inviting bed.

  “Okay,” he answered and sat next to her. “This doesn’t sound good.”

  “We can’t do this again.”

  “That is exactly what you said last time.”

  “I know, but this time I am serious.”

  “You said that too,” Oliver answered and downed the contents of his flute in a mini second. He then got to his feet and placed the empty flute on the coffee table before taking of his tea-shirt and exposing his well built chest.

  “I can see you have been working out,” she said as she looked at him and held her breathe.

  “I have.”

  He walked over to where she was and took the glass from her soft hands; he placed it on the coffee table too before reaching under her skirt and pulling out her panties.

  “Oliver,” she whispered as her inner being witnessed a fight between morality and desires of the flesh.

  “Yes,” he answered.

  “I can’t do this, this is wrong,” She let out in a desperate tone, “Your father is a good man, he does not deserve this level of betrayal.”

  “Good can be relative, you are sexually deprived love, let me take care of you.”

  He said this and made her lie on her back before lifting her dress to her waist and exposing her pussy. She had trimmed down the hair on it but still left enough room to nibble and lick. She shut her eyes when her tongue met the tip of her clitoris and loved how his hot breathe made shivers travel up and down her spine.

  “Oliver,” she called out but wasn’t sure what she wanted to say to him. “Oliver.”

  “Yes Ella.”

  “Stop,” she whispered.

  “Do you really want that?” he asked and slapping his wet tongue on her pussy before curling it and sliding it into her entrance. She got wet and welcoming, exactly how he needed her to be. He stretched his hands to her bosom and pinched her nipple as she went on licking and sucking.

  With the loud moans filling the room, Oliver flipped her on her tummy and went on to lick her ass. He then slid his finger in her before directing his cock to her pussy and went on to pump into her. The wetness made a wish washy sound as she went on to thrust in her while his finger also moved in and out of her ass. He spanked her once or twice and pinched her nipples just how she liked it, her body quivered from all the loving and he knew she was going to come when she breathed in small pauses.

  He went on to thrust in her and with a loud moan and slight shudder let her cum. He was still hard when he pulled out of her and lay beside her. The guilt was spread all over her face and this was ruining the moment for them.

  He was however gentle with her and even though he was still hard and needed more pussy decided to be tender.

  “I am sorry,” he said, “But you have to know I did not force you into doing this. I assumed the feeling was mutual but I will stop calling you and placing you in this position.”

  He watched her hesitate for a minute before she sat up and looked at him straight in the eye. It was hard to maintain eye contact with her because his eyes kept looking at her perfect tit and he wished he could suck on them.

  “Oliver you
know how I feel about you,” he said this and placed a loving palm on his cheek.

  “No, I don’t,” he answered feeling slightly mocked. “Why don’t you break it down to me.”

  “I truly care about you but I am married to your father. This has to stop.”

  Oliver let his gaze drop to the floor; his dick was now half limp because of the direction the conversation had taken.

  “Okay, then stop calling me,” he said to her in slightly heated tone. “Stop threatening my girlfriends and stop enticing me with the nude photos you send every night. For some reason Ella, it doesn’t sound like you really want this to stop.”

  Ella felt embarrassed and the humble look on her face turned Oliver on. His dick betrayed him and began to harden and he got to his feet almost immediately. He faced the door and placed a hand on his slim waist before looking for his clothes on the floor.

  “What are you doing?”

  “What does it look like?” he asked irritated.

  “Oliver come make love to me,” she pleaded.

  Oliver did not barge, he pulled his briefs on and was just about to do the same with his trousers but her tongue circled the small of his back. He shut his eyes momentarily before facing her and giving her a questioning look.

  “What the fuck Ella? You must be very twisted,” he let out. “Do you get kicks from our arguments?”

  “Fuck me!” she answered and completely disregarded all the words he had said. But Oliver knew what she was looking for; she wanted to reel him into a state of anger so that he could fuck her senselessly. It was all working in her favor; he slipped off his pants and without warning made her get to her feet. He then sat on the bed and allowed her to mount him before spanking her across her behind.

  “You have been a very naughty twisted girl,” he let out angrily. “And I am going to punish you for that.”

  She let out a loud gasp when he spanked her again and directed her to begin thrusting. She moved along in a hurried speed and her pussy got wet with the movement. They had not fucked in over two months which made him completely understand why she was that wet.

  “Oliver,” she called out at the top of her voice just how he liked to hear.