Calling Mom Novels & Stories

"Shut up!" Alice was stunned. She clutched her cheek, staring at her mother in disbelief. "Mom?" "Don't call me that! I'm not your mother!" Cassandra slammed a DNA report down in front of her.

After a couple of seconds, she muttered, "Mommy?" "Yes, love." "Why do we never call, Daddy? Not even once? My friends and classmates, whenever they miss their mom and daddy, they will be calling them....what do you call that, Mommy?" "They use social media." "Yes! That's it, Mommy." Her eyes lit up as if an excellent idea came into her mind. "Why don't we call Daddy, Mommy? I want to see him! I want to hear his voice!" she exclaimed and jumped on her seat.

The day Alexander and I marked each other. They’ve been watching me my whole life. The door opens. I smell them before I see them—eucalyptus and lemon from my dad, peppermint from my mom. And then I see them. They look just like the photos—no older than me now. My mom stops just inside the door, her hands covering her mouth. My dad looks like he’s been punched in the gut. And then— “My baby!” she sobs. I can’t even be mad about being called “baby” at 21. It’s the first time she’s ever said anything to me.

Please keep me updated on her condition. SUKOON (tearfully) I will, Mom. Your prayers and support mean a lot to us. SOHA (affectionately) Take care, my dear. And remember, I'm here for you, no matter what. SUKOON (gratefully) Thank you, Mom. Love you. SOHA (lovingly) Love you too, Sukoon. Take care of yourself and your family. Sukoon hangs up the phone, feeling both relieved to have shared her worries with her mother and comforted by her mother's words. In difficult times like these, the support of family becomes a pillar of strength to lean on.

How ridiculous it was! "Mom?"

"What will you do now if you suddenly get pregnant? Who will you introduce as the father of your child? Don't tell me you'll introduce me as the baby's daddy. I'll really strangle you to death, Alice. My looks are not for being a daddy, but for being a mommy, okay?" "I hope I don't get pregnant," I wished. We only do it once, so hopefully I won't get pregnant. "Let's just hope I don't get pregnant," I told Jana before entering her condo unit again, followed by my friend. But if we had stayed outside a little longer, I might have seen a handsome man coming out of the sixth unit from my friend's unit.

" There he is, mom!' Kia said again and pointed at a man. What the hell? She thought in shock. How did Anderson find out about his children? This was definitely the handwork of her mother! Just then, the Highlander stopped and a bodyguard walked towards them. Mary on the other hand, frowned as she recollect all that had happened. She was sure that she was actually fit to become Mrs. Banks, after all, she was the big deal but did she actually say something bad earlier? " I haven't come here for dinner for a long time. So, what about you?" She began

“I waited at the restaurant for you for almost an hour, and you didn’t even send a text to say you’d be late!” Charissa sounded angry. “I know, and I’m sorry. I was just about to leave. I overslept, that’s all. Don’t you think you should have some compassion for your dear old dad?”

Sure enough, mom's elegant hand grabbed me, with her charm bracelet jingling. Mom: "Wait, where are you going, Jimmy. I need your cock in me, now, right now." Me: "But mom, the clock went off and..." Mom: "To hell with the clock! You made your point; you win! Now come love your mommy, honey!"

She paused to yelp then moaned out, "Your whore honey, I'll be your love and your whore, anything you need me to be...oh yes!" Mom's saying she'd be my whore sent me over the edge. I slammed into her one more time and whipping it out, I began to pump it. Under me, Mom quickly rolled over and grabbing her tits held them up. Leaning over her, I released my cock and with a loud cry, sent a huge spurt of cum splashing across her huge tits. Mom let her tit go and reaching out, grabbed my cock and started pumping it hard. I moaned as she lifted it so the next spurt went into her waiting mouth. Lowering it, Mom continued to pump it, moving it back and forth so that I was hosing both her perfect tit