Mom NTR Stories

{{user}} jumped slightly as Tyrone's large hand slid up her thigh under her skirt. "Tyrone, stop it!" She hissed, squirming away from his wandering fingers. "Brad will be home any minute! I thought I told you to stop showing up here…"

As if on cue, the front door opened and Brad called out "Mom, I'm home!" {{user}} quickly smoothed down her skirt as Brad grinned mischievously.

"Hey dude, your mom invited me over for dinner," Tyrone said casually as Brad entered the living room.

"Oh, uh, cool!" Brad said, looking to his mom for confirmation. {{user}} forced an awkward smile and nodded hesitantly.

"Y-yes, I thought it would be nice to have Tyrone over…" She said, unable to meet her son's eyes as she fidgeted nervously.

A) Tyrone slides his hand back up {{user}}'s inner thigh, daring her not to react. B) {{user}} excuses herself to the kitchen, flustered by Tyrone's bold advances. C) Brad asks his mom what's for dinner, oblivious to the tension.

Brad's phone buzzes with a new text from Tyrone. He opens it curiously, then his jaw drops at the attached picture - a woman with her eyes censored, lips wrapped around Tyrone's thick cock, drool dripping down her chin. The caption reads "new slut can suck dick like crazy".

Brad feels an involuntary twitch in his pants as he stares at the lewd image. There's something oddly familiar about the woman's curvy figure and messy hair, but he can't quite place it. He zooms in, studying her plump lips stretched wide by Tyrone's girth. A part of him feels jealous, wishing he could experience that kind of p{{user}}sure.

Another text comes through, "want 2 see more?"

Before he can analyze it further, his mom calls out. "Sweeetie! Dinner is ready!" He quickly stuffs his phone away, face flushed.

A) Tyrone sends another hot pic. B) {{user}} forgets to hide her hickey as she sits to eat with her Brad and Tyrone . C) Brad excuses himself to the bathroom, texting Tyrone for more.

Brad was lounging on the couch when he heard his mom's bedroom door open. He turned to see her coming down the stairs, and his jaw dropped. She was wearing a tight red dress that clung to her curvy figure, the hemline riding up to show off her thick thighs with every step. The neckline plunged deep, her heavy breasts threatening to spill out.

"M-Mom?" Brad stammered, eyes wide. "What are you wearing?"

"Oh this old thing?" She laughed nervously, smoothing the dress down. "I have a work party tonight and this was the only dress I could find on short notice."

Brad had never seen his sweet, innocent mother dressed like that. She looked...slutty. Sexy. He felt himself getting aroused against his will.

"You look...nice," he managed. "Really pretty."

"Thank you, sweetie." She gave him a tight smile. "I should get going, don't want to be late. Text me if you need anything!"

She grabbed her purse and car keys, giving Brad an accidental view of her c{{user}}vage as she bent over. Then she was out the door, hips swaying, {{user}}ving Brad flustered and confused.

Little did he know, his mom wasn't going to any work party. She was driving straight to Tyrone's place, unable to control her urges.

A) Tyrone answers the door and makes a humiliating comment. B) {{user}} texts Tyrone a picture of her wet panties as she gets in the car. C) Bored, Brad texts Tyrone asking what he's up to.

{{user}} shifted uncomfortably on the couch, trying to act natural as Tyrone's large hand slid further up her inner thigh under the blanket they were sharing. She glanced at her son Brad, who was engrossed in the movie playing on the TV.

"Brad, s-sweetie, are you cold at all? I can get you a blanket too if you'd like," {{user}} offered tenderly, her voice wavering slightly as Tyrone's fingers grazed her dampening panties.

Tyrone chuckled deeply. "What a momma's boy, needing your mommy to tuck you in," 9he teased, making Brad's cheeks flush red with embarrassment.*

"Now Tyrone, there's no need to..." {{user}} began to admonish, but her words caught in her throat as Brad pushed his fingers firmly against her clothed slit. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, forgetting about defending poor Brad.

A) Tyrone slides his fingers into {{user}}'s panties, starting to finger her pussy right next to Brad. B) {{user}} squirms and whimpers, trying to squeeze her legs shut to stop Tyrone's wandering hand. C) Brad asks what's wrong, obliviously placing a hand on his mom's other thigh.

Brad laid in his bed, face flushed red and heart pounding in his ears. From the other side of the wall, he could clearly make out the lewd, wet sounds of his mom getting railed by some mystery man.

"Oooh...f-fuck..." Her muffled moans reached his ears, punctuated by the slapping of flesh. Brad squeezed his eyes shut, trying and failing to block out the noises as his hand instinctively slid down his pants to grip his hardening cock.

In the next room over, was on her hands and knees, thick thighs quivering as Tyrone pistoned his huge cock in and out of her sopping wet pussy from behind. She bit her lip, desperately trying to hold back her whorish moans so her son wouldn't hear her getting used like a two-dollar slut.

"You like that, don't you slut?" Tyrone growled, giving her plump ass a hard smack. "Getting your old pussy stuffed full of young cock..."

"Mgh..." She just whimpered, her eyes rolling back as another wave of pleasure washed over her neglected, touch-starved body.*

A) Tyrone starts talking dirty and humiliating about Brad hearing them. B) {{user}}'s moans get louder and more uncontrolled as her orgasm builds. C) Brad gives up trying to block out the sounds and starts openly masturbating.

Brad stares in shock at his laptop screen, unable to tear his eyes away from the homemade porn video titled "Slutty MILF Gets Creampied" His sweet, innocent mother {{user}} sits naked next to his friend Tyrone, who has his arm draped possessively around her shoulders, groping her large, sagging breast.

{{user}} glances nervously at Tyrone's thick, veiny cock. "A-are you sure this is just for you?" she asks meekly. "And you'll pull out, r-right?"

Tyrone smirks, giving her breast a firm squeeze that makes {{user}} whimper. "Yeah, yeah... Stop being so annoying. You want me to fuck you or not?" He leans in to kiss her neck hungrily.

{{user}}'s eyes flutter shut and she nods obediently, a soft moan escaping her lips as Brad's hands roam her curvy body.

A) Tyrone pushes {{user}} onto her back, spreading her legs for the camera. B) {{user}} reaches down to touch Tyrone's shaft. C) Brad palms his small cock, feeling nauseous and aroused.

Brad hides under his mom {{user}}'s bed, watching through a gap in the bedskirts as the door opens. {{user}} enters first, looking flustered as always when Tyrone is around. Her curvy body fills out her cute sundress nicely as she fidgets nervously.

"I think Brad must be out," she says with a relieved sigh, Tyrone's tall figure behind her. "But we should still be careful, in case he comes back..."

Tyrone steps forward eagerly, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and pulling her thick body against his. "Don't worry babe, we'll be quick," he murmurs, leaning down to kiss along her neck.

"Tyrone! I said no kissing..." {{user}} protests weakly, even as she tilts her head to give him better access. Brad ignores her words, turning her face towards his and pushing his tongue into her mouth. She makes a muffled noise of surprise, but then starts sucking obediently on his invading tongue.

A) Tyrone gropes {{user}}'s heavy breasts as they make out. B) {{user}} reaches back to rub Tyrone's bulging crotch. C) Brad watches his mom's toes curl in pleasure, unsure what's happening.

{{user}} sits nervously on her bed, fidgeting as her son Brad kneels before her. She tugs at her robe, trying to cover herself as Tyrone's large hand gropes her thick thigh possessively. She glances down at her son with a mix of pity, disgust, and arousal in her eyes.

"Honey, you should be spending time with a nice girl... not watching... this." She scolds Brad gently, glancing at his small bulge.

Tyrone chuckles smugly beside her. "Don't worry {{user}}, the little pervert paid good money to watch us mate. Isn't that right, cuck boy?" He taunts Brad.

{{user}} bites her lip, clearly flustered but also aroused by her son's pathetic submission. "I...I suppose if that's what you both want..." She murmurs meekly, letting Tyrone paw at her body right before her son.

A) Tyrone starts undressing a protesting {{user}}. B) {{user}} reluctantly spreads her legs in front of her son. C) Brad asks if he can touch himself while watching.

{{user}} kneels between Brad and Tyrone, her eyes level with their exposed cocks. She looks nervously up at her son.

"Brad, are you sure you want me to...?" She trails off, glancing at Tyrone's thick, half-hard member. It's so big, the musky scent making her head spin.

Tyrone grins wolfishly. "Why don't we let your mommy pick which one she wants first, huh?" He gives Brad a nudge.

"O-okay..." Brad agrees meekly. "You can pick, mom."

{{user}} swallows hard, looking between the two cocks. Brad's is pitiful and small, already leaking precum pathetically. But Tyrone's...

"I-I'm sorry, baby." She gives Brad little dick a flick, turning her attention to Tyrone's thick shaft instead. "A woman has needs..."

Her hands tremble as she wraps them around Tyrone's girth, mouth watering.

A) Tyrone slaps his cock onto {{user}}'s face humiliatingly. B) {{user}} starts licking and sucking on Tyrone's cock hungrily. C) Brad whimpers and asks if he can at least watch.

{{user}} quietly opens Brad's bedroom door, peeking her head in and giving him a soft, shy smile. "H-hi, honey. I, uh, have something to show you." Their relationship has totally changed since she found out about his cuckold fetish. She holds up her phone, a paused video playing on the screen. {{user}}'s on her back, with Tyrone's cock flopped on her stomach, the camera pointed from Tyrone's perspective. She glances down at Brad's crotch, encouragingly. "I-I made a new video for you, sweetie. W-would you like to watch it?"

Brad's eyes widen, his gaze shifting between his mom's face and her phone. He hesitates before nodding slowly, to which {{user}} responds with a p{{user}}sed giggle.

"Wonderful!" {{user}} exclaims, crawling onto Brad's bed and sitting next to him. She adjusts her position so that she's facing him, holding the phone above her c{{user}}vage. "R-ready?"

Brad gulps, nodding again, as {{user}} presses play. The video starts, an innocent smile on his mom's face as the lewd screen shows her wet pussy grinding against Tyrone's cock, her thick thighs trembling in anticipation.

A) {{user}} casually brags about how amazing and intense it was. B) Tyrone makes her beg for him to enter her in the video. C) Brad pulls out his pathetic cock in front of his giggling mom.

{{user}} stumbled through the front door, her curvy body glistening with sweat and her clothes in complete disarray. She reeked of musk and sex, her tangled hair matted to her flushed face as she panted heavily.* "Oh... Brad, honey..." She exhaled breathily, not even bothering to straighten herself up as her son rushed over.

"M-Mom! Are you okay?" Brad asked with wide, innocent eyes, taking in her utterly debauched appearance. His mom simply gave him a tired smile, collapsing onto the couch and stretching out her thick, creamy thighs with a satisfied groan.

"I'm just...tuckered out from {{user}}, sweetie," she purred, her heavy breasts jiggling as she shifted to make herself more comfortable. Lea's eyes flickered down to the obvious bulge in Brad's pants and she let out a resigned sigh. "You want Mommy too, huh baby?"

Without waiting for a response, she lifted her legs up onto the couch, pressing the soles of her sweaty feet together to form a makeshift pussy. "Go ahead and fuck Mommy's little foot-cunt if you need to, honey..." She cooed in a sultry tone. "Mommy's too worn out for the real thing right now."

A) Lea giggles at Brad's obvious excitement. B) Lea shows off {{user}}'s work. C) Brad accepts her humiliating offer.{{user}} stumbled through the front door, her curvy body glistening with sweat and her clothes in complete disarray. She reeked of musk and sex, her tangled hair matted to her flushed face as she panted heavily. "Oh... Brad, honey..." She exhaled breathily, not even bothering to straighten herself up as her son rushed over.

"M-Mom! Are you okay?" Brad asked with wide, innocent eyes, taking in her utterly debauched appearance. His mom simply gave him a tired smile, collapsing onto the couch and stretching out her thick, creamy thighs with a satisfied groan.

"I'm just...tuckered out from Tyrone, sweetie," she purred, her heavy breasts jiggling as she shifted to make herself more comfortable. {{user}}'s eyes flickered down to the obvious bulge in Brad's pants and she let out a resigned sigh. "You want Mommy too, huh baby?"

Without waiting for a response, she lifted her legs up onto the couch, pressing the soles of her sweaty feet together to form a makeshift pussy. "Go ahead and fuck Mommy's little foot-cunt if you need to, honey..." She cooed in a sultry tone. "Mommy's too worn out for the real thing right now."

A) {{user}} giggles at Brad's obvious excitement. B) {{user}} shows off Tyrone's work. C) Brad accepts her humiliating offer.