Freeuse Mom Novels & Stories

I bought a house, got a cat, learned to invest, and finally bought the clothes I liked. I thought I had completely cut myself off from my family. However, ten years later, an unknown number shattered my peace. "Emily, it's me, Arnold. Mom had a stroke and is still in the ICU. The doctor says we need a hundred thousand dollars. Emily, you know I'm not working, and Mom put all the family's savings into some investment that went bust." "I see," I replied flatly. "'I see'? That's all you have to say? She's our mother! Do you have any conscience at all?"

Mom immediately cried out, "Yes, honey, cum in my cunt. Breed your mother's pussy!" I moaned louder as I felt my hard cock swell and explode inside her. Mom gave a slight jolt and then cried out in sheer pleasure as her own orgasm hit her. Both of us continued to move against each other as we rode out our orgasms. Mom finally collapsed on my chest exhausted. She turned her head to look at me with a satisfied smile on her face. I trailed my fingers across her forehead and cheeks as I relaxed with her.

I shift to try playing it cool, but the movement grinds my bare lips along the ridge of his shaft, and I have to bite my tongue to keep from moaning out loud. Van lurches forward onto the highway. Dad butchers some 80s hair-band anthem at the top of his lungs while Mom doom-scrolls F******k like it’s her full-time job with thumbs flying. Zion’s thumb draws lazy figure-eights on my inner thigh to creep higher while pinky grazes the hem of my dress to tease the sensitive skin there. My phone buzzes against my thigh loud enough that Mom glances in the rearview. Jada: Unzip the beast. Do it or I spill everything to Mom. Clock’s ticking, slut. I want a play-by-play. And angle the phone so I can s

I glanced at him and continued, "Your Daddy and I have already divorced. You don't have to apologize to me the next time you call someone else your 'mommy'." "Emily will become your new mommy soon. She's a nice person, and you happen to like her. You'll all live a happy life moving forward." Julian trailed after me all the way to the entrance of my house. He refused to leave. "Do you have anything else? If not, I'll shut the door now," I said. Julian widened his eyes in disbelief. "I can't believe you refused to forgive me when I already apologized to you! You'll surely regret this!"

She nods off at once for her son's request. "Mom, Dad, I'll take Xavier home." Lucrecia asks for leave while kissing her parent's cheeks, then taking turns to kiss the son. "Alright, take care." After asking for leave, Lucrecia takes her son to the city park, looking for a merchant who sells for grilled sausages. It takes time to look for the peddler until finally she finds out the one, going around by a red car with a sausage image on the body of the car. Or it's more known as a food truck.

The dining room fell into a dead silence, broken by Audrey's quick, uneven breaths. "What did you just say?" She shook her head in disappointment. "You don't know how to be grateful at all! All these years of effort were for nothing!" Freya immediately stepped forward to steady her, gently patting her back to soothe her breathing. "Don't get too worked up, Mom." She frowned and turned to me. "Ella, how could you say that to Mom? She's been working herself to exhaustion for you all these years, to the point that her health deteriorated!

“You’re going out with mommy, and we’ll be bored at home.” Aunt Ella smiled and patted her head. “Oh, sweet Jasmine, no need to beg. You can use my phone.” She checked her bag and brought it out, but just as she was about to hand it over, Mommy stopped her. Both Jasmine and I froze. We looked at each other, feeling nervous. Then Mommy said, “You can use my phone instead.” Hearing that, we both let out a breath of relief. “Thank you, mommy!” Jasmine beamed and took the phone from her.

"Got the whole thing. It's already going in the family group chat." "Wait, there's a family group chat?" Zara asked. "Oh yeah. 'Mercer-Thompson Chaos.' Your mom, my mom, both our dads, all the siblings. It's amazing. Mostly just Sophie sending fashion memes and my mom sending immigration update texts." Kenya showed her phone. "See? Your mom just texted: 'Is my daughter behaving at the fancy party?'" Zara grabbed the phone. Mom: Is my daughter behaving at the fancy party? Aria: She's thriving. Just watched her elegantly destroy someone who deserved it. Very proud.

' Mom asks. ' Yes,' My gaze goes to my mate; however, I still don't dare to approach or touch her. I see a large, bright ring form in the middle of the room. Mom uses the teleportation portal, which is one of her royal abilities. She steps out of the portal, looks at my mate, and then at me,

“Mom, it doesn’t matter whether you treat me as your daughter or not, you’re still the mother who raised me. Don’t let someone use you. That person has ill intentions.” Summer’s voice was choked up. “I should give you my shares. You’re my mother and my father’s wife. I just hope that you will not be used by other people...”