Chubby Mom Solo Novels & Stories

The happiness evident on their faces was undeniable. Asa stood up, brushing off the grass and dirt. "Alright, my little adventurer, time to head back." With a playful grunt, she hoisted Alfred onto her shoulders, his legs dangling on either side. "Mommy, put me down! I'm a big boy, I can walk by myself!" Alfred protested, his voice filled with mock indignation. She chuckled, "I know you can, but sometimes, your mama just wants to hold you close." Their shared laughter filled the air, painting a perfect moment.

A couple of months ago, this would’ve made me cry, but now, seeing babies laugh and smile makes me happy. “She’s adorable,” I can’t help but say. “Thank you. A lot of work, though, especially when you’re doing it alone,” the mom replies. I smile softly. Did she have a cheating ex like me? “Men! I hate them,” I blurt out. She laughs, confusing me. “I’m not their biggest fan either, but I chose to do it alone.” “Huh? Chose to do it alone?” “Yup. Got tired of waiting for the perfect man, so I went to the bank and bought some man juice,” she says.

Mom moaned louder and breathed out, "Oh babies, you do so know how to please your mommy don't you?" Neither Chantel or I took our mouths from mom's nipples as we both mumbled an affirmative answer. I then winked at Chantel, as I brought our hands down to mom's clit and pussy. We broke our hands apart, as she began to rub mom's clit while I began to finger mom's very wet pussy. Mom moaned loudly and bucked her hips into our hands. Her head fell back onto the pillow, as her mouth fell open to release a continuous soft moan of pleasure. I began to suck harder on her nipple, as I thrust two fingers into her pussy. I curved my fingers up and aimed for her g-spot, as she cried out in pleasure. Cha

“As her only child, I had to take care of her despite all odds. She never remarried because she hoped that he would come back and... As a single mother, she started from the scratch. My mum started auditioning and acting until she became successful at it. I owe my mum everything, including your sweet talks. So I’ll say I respect women. I might not be the perfect, charming guy, but I try.” Chuckling at his smooth words was easy. 'How can one be so honest?' “I’m glad to hear that. Your mum is a strong woman. She raised a perfect boy.” I muttered, finally devouring into my plate of fried chicken. Dazed, Adam’s full smile folded into a half one. He looked a little petrified at my words. “Er... E

Returning to the other block, my mom is nowhere to be found, and Madonna sits on a stoop waiting for me. I approach. “Hey there.” She stands on the first step when she sees me, dusting off the back of her jeans. “Hi. Your mom said she was tired and caught a car to her place.” “She runs 10ks,” I say with a chuckle. “She wasn’t tired. She wanted to give us time alone.” “Well, you shouldn’t out her like that. Next time, just play along.”

my friend Chad observed at my side. The DJ was playing “Uptown Funk,” a song I wasn’t sure Mom had ever actually heard before, and she was doing some combination of what looked like the Funky Chicken and a pantomime of being trapped inside a box. My brother Dalton was out in the middle of the grassy lawn with her, encouraging her insanity with his own ridiculous moves.

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

No one noticed Mom leaving except me. She went first to find Billy the Bully. "Hey, Billy. Come over here. You hit Willow before, didn't you? I'm here to reward you!" Billy the Bully lit up at that and ran over without hesitation. The next second, the knife was lodged straight into his chest. Blood splattered across Mom's face. "Billy!" Mama Bully screamed, rushing toward them. "You crazy bitch! I'm going to kill you!"

She turned sharply, chuckling nervously like she always did when she was uncomfortable with something. “Alex and I have been busy all week, we’ve barely had time for ourselves.” “So no sex?” I said firmly. She squirmed, fiddled with her fingers, and then returned to the cooker. I chuckled underneath my breath. Oh, how I enjoyed doing this. “My mom is doing much better now. The doctors hope she can come home soon. I’ve been looking into rehab. She wants to get into a sobriety program.” “Well, it’s a good thing.”