Best Friends Hot Mom Novels & Stories

"It was Jordan! My fucking best friend!" I clench my fists, my nails digging into my palms. "And why does that matter? I love him, Dad. Why can’t you just see that?" “Shut up Astrid. Fucking shut up!” Mom enters the living room, her expression unreadable. She hasn’t said a word to me since on Friday and it’s killing me. She has always been my ally but this time she’s quiet. It guts me. "Mom… please," I whisper, my voice breaking. "Say something."

The way my cock humbled her. I pounded her ass so hard I was sure she would forget all the training she ever went through She was so sweet...my mom's friend. The way her pussy dripped wet, my cock sliding smoothly inside it. I couldn't last. Not in her fat ass. Not with her boobs taking me to the peak as my knuckles grabbed and squeezed it. I came. Deep inside her pussy. She moaned, pussy dripping out my cum and hers. And with that, it was an awesome weekend occupied with sex with my mom's very own friend.

Flash back ends. "So what did he do?" I asked, curious to know the entire story. "Never have I thought, I would be angry at Ryder. He was my best buddy and everyone knows of this. Apparently, Ryder drugged my mom and fucked her" I couldn't bare listening to the event anymore as it made my stomach turn. How could Ryder do something so drastic as to sleeping with his friend's mom.

So when Mom told me that I should be more presentable, it was understandable. I both hated and loved my Mom's job and friendship with Uncle Ben. Hated it because he and the job kept her so busy that she barely had time for me, and she was so occupied with her job that she sometimes forgot that she was a mother too. The only reason I loved it was that the 'princess' of the Van Acker family, Katerina Van Acker is my best friend since diaper days. I literally consider her my sister and her elder brothers, Konstantin and William, my brothers.

I opened my phone to check and it was true, "I hate bloggers, when did they take this picture, hope mom hasn't seen it" Saying this, mom called and I got frightened... To be continued. Wow Mr Hot tea needs sugar and his mom will add bitter leaf lol Rate this story, please

From then on, my mom became close friends with them. "Same." I say taking a sip of water. We eat and talk about how our day went and I find out that my mom started to watch a show called Lucifer, and she would not stop gushing at how hot and funny Lucifer Morningstar is. "Oh my gosh mom!" I laugh as she tells me about the scene where Chloe drops her towel right in front of Lucifer. "I have a lot of catching up to do, and they released the final season!" She smiles. "I never thought I would see the day where my mom was excited to watch the devil." I laugh.

Tatiana snorts, “Like I would know where that is. She never told me anything about herself. I don't even know why I care so much. It's not like she cared about me.” “She was your mom, babe. I'd be worried if you didn't care.” I place a hand on her shoulder. “I know she got what she deserved.” She wraps her arms around herself—jeez, she's so thin, she needs to eat more—before hitting me with a knowing, almost angry look. “And before you tell me one more time to talk to a professional, how am I supposed to talk about any of this? Gee, doc, my mom set it up so my best friend would get kidnapped. She wanted to ruin my father's life and help his enemy take control of his illegal businesses. Only

Rhys’s POV Dinner ended quietly. Mirabel yawned through the last bite of tiramisu, stretching her arms overhead and declaring she was “officially in food coma mode.” She kissed my cheek, hugged me, and dragged her best friend upstairs with promises of a movie marathon in her room. “Don’t stay up too late, Dad,” she teased over her shoulder. “You’re old. You need your beauty sleep.” I managed a half-smile. “Goodnight, sweetheart.”

“My mother is besties with Castro’s queen.” “Oh no.”

Heidi blinked. “Come on, don't try to deny it.” Her mother flicked her on the forehead. “I should ask you instead, how deep is your relationship?” “Who told you that, Mum?” Heidi asked, massaging her temples. “I have eyes and ears everywhere. Isn't he the Young Master of the Andersons Family? I heard they've regained their fame in GreyHills City. His younger sister, the supermodel, also happens to be your best friend. She was that cute meatball you always played with when you were little.”