Dominant Mommies Novels & Stories

For how much I wanted something so wrong, so forbidden. When they finally returned home from their errands, Mom was still all over him. She dragged him straight to the couch, curling up against his side like she owned him completely, her head on his shoulder while they watched some mindless show. I sat on the opposite side of the room in the armchair, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I couldn’t stop stealing glances at them.

it was all a reminder of the miracle that they had created together. Jade was a natural at motherhood, her instincts kicking in from the moment their baby arrived. She seemed to know exactly what to do, from soothing the little one's cries to rocking them to sleep in the middle of the night. And through it all, Cassandra leaned on Jade's strength and support, drawing comfort from her unwavering love and devotion. They were a team, united in their desire to give their child the best possible life.

Over the phone, I had pleaded with Martin desperately. Martin, please, I'm begging you to come back! You have to come back... Mom is really dying! She needs you to sign the authorization, or we can't get the bone marrow match! You're the only one in the entire hospital who can sign off on this! If you don't come back, Mom is really going to die!"

The truth was, Mom and I never had a particularly close relationship. Mom was strong-willed and ambitious, determined to turn me into someone exceptional. She was practically a copy of Damian. Her most frequent refrain was, "Look at Damian. He's good at everything. You need to listen to him more if you want to improve." Later, when she found out Damian and I were together, she kept hammering it into me. "Being with Damian is good for you. With your qualities, you won't find anyone better."

She felt like a failure as a mother. Sebastian nodded. "I'll take you there." Right now, she needed her son's company more than anything. After dinner, Sebastian drove Lisbeth to the hospital himself. They found Dennis lying bored in his hospital bed. The child was still weak and could do little more than rest. Seeing his mother, his face lit up. "Mommy." Lisbeth gently stroked Dennis's small face. "Mommy's here to see you. I'm staying with you tonight." At three years old, Dennis didn't understand much about the world. But he understood this. "Yay, Mommy stays."

We sort of fell in a heap on the bed, Mom's face in Lisa's crotch and my cock slipping from Mom's ass with a popping sound. "Let's rest for a while," Mom says, panting, "then I want to watch you fuck your sister, Jack. We only have a month until your father gets home and I want to make the most of it." We will make the most of the next month. We fuck, suck and daisy chain in every conceivable position. I fuck Mom or Lisa while they eat each other. One of them sucks me while I eat the other one. We all sleep in Mom's king-sized bed, with me usually sandwiched between their sexy naked bodies. Mom and Lisa both have voracious sexual appetites and I quite frequently wake up with one of them suck

Kia, who had been watching all of them, just snorted and looked away. They would not stop disturbing her. She stood up and glared at all of them. " Can't you see that Mommy is going to work? We can do this later! Don't disturb mommy!' she said in his tiny voice. They seemed to be intrigued by what he said as they got down and stared at her. " You can pat Mommy's hair when she's back, okay? Kia, take care of your siblings?" She said and smiled as she hurriedly proceeded with her makeover and smiled as she patted her hair.

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.

Aunt Sienna’s annoying voice rang. “Melinda!” I screamed. “That’s the loudest you’ve ever screamed. Melinda is rubbing off on you…” she paused and sniffled. “Please, do not become like her. If you begin to behave like Melinda I won't have anyone to exert my revenge on,” she cries, her voice overly dramatic. “Sienna leave my kids alone,” Mum yells from the kitchen. “They’re my kids too!” Aunt Sienna countered. “I gave birth to them!” Mum yells.

"You're about to walk into the lion's den." A confident chuckle came from the other end of the line. "Oh, I'm ready, Mom. Sienna Hamilton won't know what hit her." As Marjorie ended the call, a delicious sense of anticipation unfurled within her. She leaned back and fixed her eyes on the screen, ready to watch the spectacle unfold. She might be locked behind bars, but tonight, she felt more powerful than ever.