Backseat Mommy Novels & Stories

We all got in his car, I didn't have to sit in the stupid car seat for once, instead, I sat all alone in the backseat, with the seatbelt on me, he drove us out of the whole farm area, and back into the city, I wasn't sure where we're going but I knew the ride was too long for me to stay awake during the whole thing, I soon fell asleep during the ride. I woke up being moved, I looked at who was moving me and saw that William was installing a car seat next to me, and I was getting moved into it. "What happened?" I ask them confused. "We figured it's best to get you safe while we drive," Mommy says and I groan, I thought that I got away from the special seat. "Where are we going?" I ask them ne

In the hunting ground, my mate Liam abandoned me, even though I was pregnant and severely injured. He left carrying Beta Eva, who only had minor scratches. As I was left behind, I took the prenatal medication Liam had given me, only to lose the baby. It was then that I realized what my mate had done to cover up his betrayal. Since that was the case, I decided to let them be together. After hearing what I said, my father remained silent for a long time. Then, he spoke in a voice full of sorrow and affection.

, “I’ll support you, whatever you decide to do, maybe she’s changed. Surely it would be nice for Izzy to have her mum back?” “Trust me, you don’t know Hailey, she’s evil”. * I hate seeing Daniel so upset. How bad can this woman really be. I know she was awful to him and there’s no excuse for that but maybe she left after having Izzy because she was depressed. It’s not unheard of, so many woman experience post-natal depression and it goes unnoticed and undiagnosed. I know I could never leave my babies, but I think Daniel should hear her out. It would be lovely for Izzy to have a mummy again.

Her voice was quiet, yet through countless microphones, it carried clearly down the corridor. The crowd fell silent instantly. All eyes focused on me. Tears streamed down her face like pearls breaking free of their string. Through the cameras, she cried, “When the truck came at me, I tried to dodge it… “It was him! He suddenly pushed me from behind! “When I looked back, I saw him smiling… he was smiling…” Just one sentence and the crowd went wild. “What? It wasn’t negligence. It was a deliberate murder!” “He’s a social scumbag! Look at his parents. They’re practically dying of shame! How could they raise such a monster?”

Soso P o v The bus was suffocatingly packed. Bodies pressed against bodies as we headed out of the city toward Grandpa’s countryside house for the weekend. Mom, heavily pregnant now, had been given the last available seat by a kind older woman. She sat near the back, rubbing her belly contentedly, earphones in, half-dozing. That left me and Stepdad Ryan standing near the middle, holding the overhead iron rail.

_______ . . . ~ ~ ~ J A C K S O N ~ ~ ~ . The evening traffic was a bitch and we were crawling like slugs in the highway. "You need to get Mommy more presents, Daddy." Kelsey giggled in the back seat. "I am going to get her the best present in the world." I replied, with a crooked smile on my face as I watched my baby play in the booster seat. "What's that?" "Well," I bit my lips to control my smile but I couldn't. "Your Mommy has given me every happiness in the world. So it's time I gave it back to her."

Axton said with a regretful look, prompting a soft laugh from her. "Come on, it’s no big deal. My mother’s grave isn’t going anywhere." "Alright." Moments later, Axton’s mother opened the car door beside Sierra, startling her. She sat next to Sierra, pulling her close to rest her head on Axton’s Mother’s shoulder. Axton turned his head back, looking confused, just as Sierra did. "Mom, why aren’t you sitting in the front?" Sierra had chosen the backseat, assuming Axton’s mother would sit in the front. Apparently, Axton thought the same.

She placed it in the car seat in the back, the beautiful little boy even now fast asleep. In the front or our just paid off Audi Six sedan, surrounded by wood and leather, we kissed, in love, secure in that car, with that child, with our business interests. Mom thought briefly about the ugliness which broke up her marriage, the happiness that she and I found together. Then she mused about that job interview, and the wretched if just fate that her ex-husband found himself in. As the movie got scary, she snuggled against me, wanting my powerful construction muscular arms to hold her, to shield her.

she whispered as Deborah leaned forward into her son's lap instead of sitting back. "Oh unmmm. O-okay," Jason said awkwardly as he put the car into drive while his mother fished his cock out from his pants. "It's not a long drive mom," Jason said to his mom as she inhaled the scent of his cock deeply and purred in her throat.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m helping. Just hot as hell out here.” My voice came out a little breathy, and I hoped nobody noticed. Marcus’s eyes flicked down for half a second before he looked away, but I swear I saw something there. We finally crammed into the front bench of the truck—Dad behind the wheel, Mom squeezed in the middle fanning herself with a magazine, and Marcus on the passenger end, taking up way too much space with those tree-trunk thighs. There was no room left. Mom twisted around and patted the tiny gap.