Chubby Mom Solo Novels & Stories

My chest felt warm, steady. *** Two years later, news about Zoey popped up. After getting out of prison, she'd become the mistress of a wealthy man in his sixties. His wife had her dragged out and beaten in the street. The video spread fast across local social media. I paused on it for two seconds. Then I swiped away, calm. Another year passed. My mom got out of prison. She had breast cancer. The surgery cost twenty thousand dollars. Sick and shaking, she showed up outside the Brighton estate, begging to see me. Security tried to escort her away more than once, but she wouldn't leave.

"Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously." "Yeah. Me, too." The matron beamed at her pleasingly; so genuine she could only return the favor. The conversation went on from getting to know her family background which she carefully answered one by one. Chloe had to lie about her true identity to protect her alibi. Instead, she told them the same information she disclosed to her husband. After some time the topic was shifted to business. She learned that the Greysons dominantly conquered the line of logistics companies in the country. Aside from that, they hold fifteen franchises that offer high-end brands of clothing to malls that are cur

“Just don’t forget who you’re doing this for.” I smiled bitterly. “I haven’t.” She hung up. I set the phone down and walked into the bathroom, checking my reflection. Eyes perfect. Gloss flawless. Not a single crack. I pulled up my I*******m and recorded a short clip: one hand on my stomach, the other cupping a tiny stuffed bunny I’d ordered just for aesthetics. Caption: Baby M and I are taking it day by day. Thank you for the love. It’s been hard, but your support gives me strength. #SingleMomStrong #ProtectBlackMothers

I was already horny and my cock immediately responds to the sight of my mom masturbating with a vibrator. I watch her pump the vibrator in and out of her pussy as she rubs and squeezes her tits with her other hand. I'm rubbing my hard cock through my shorts as I watch my sexy mother pinch her nipples and stretch them out from her dark areolas. I'm mesmerized by the vibrator sliding nearly all the way out and then back in, between her swollen, wet pussy lips. I quietly drop my shorts and start stroking my hard cock, as I watch my mom picking up speed with the vibrator. Letting go of her nipple, she slides her hand over her stomach, across her neatly trimmed brown patch and begins rubbing her

She mumbles to herself. “You’re being paranoid, Harper. Now let’s hurry up and it this done. I feel so dirty,” Her mom says calmly but I can tell that she’s on high alert regardless. Harper sighs loudly and then heads back to the truck and takes out a shovel. “Oh, this is stupid,” Bunny says to herself as she stands up. My eyes bulge in response and I try to pull her back to the ground, but that only draws attention to us. “Hey, what’s going over there?” Bunny asks bravely as she walks toward Harper.

Charity giggled out. “Nikki, are you ready to go? It starts in an hour.” Mom said from the doorway. I turned and mom also looked stunning. It was odd not to see her in workout gear or the usual drab khaki trousers and navy polo of the warriors. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her and said, “Mom, you look amazing. Silvie did a great job on your hair.” “It’s amazing what a bath and dressing like a girl instead of a warrior can do.” Mom laughed out her reply. “Ok ladies, strike a pose. I want a picture for now and lots of pictures for later.” Charity said being her usual bossy self. Several poses and 10 minutes later we were out the front door and heading to the pack house garde

It helps that Mom and Travis are pretty much joined at the hip. Speaking of whom, Mom, like the trooper she is, is in remission and has chosen to seize life by the horns. Since her recovery, the woman is a tank. She’s always training for some sort of physical endeavor. Last year she ran the New York marathon and is now preparing for a two-day mountain hike.

No four days cries Me: I don't get cramps that much. The doctor helped me out Anibe: whatever. He started the car and drove off When we got home, mom was arranging Chubi's hair in the living room. Me: going to the dentist again? Chubi : nope, going to the mall. Mom is gonna buy me video games Me: good evening mom I sat on the cushion adjacent them. Anibe headed to the kitchen Mom: and where are you guys from? The dude came back with a plate of chicken wings

I manage to say. Mom keeps talking. “I need to go see Mrs Parker today. Maya,remember your hair appointment. Caleb, you stay and do the dishes.” Caleb adds a second finger. “Gotcha. Mom.” My hips jerks. Thr chair creaks, but the sound isn't loud. Mom doesn’t hear. She's on a phone call while making barter. Caleb’s thumb finds my clit. Rubs slow circles, slowly, slowly. Pinches it. I grip his hand on me. I’m dripping on his fingers, and it's soaking the chair too.

Harper I can’t take my eyes off my momma. It is like seeing a new woman just off the catwalk or from a magazine cover for one of those mags that is like, oh, I don’t know – Homes & Gardens or something. She doesn’t seem to fit in a rehab center. “It’s really me, sweetheart. Come here, let me cuddle you,” Momma says. Damn even her voice sounds different. It’s not hoarse or brittle or angry anymore. It sounds soft and gentle, full of love.