Go Ahead Mom Raw Novels & Stories

She offered me a forkful of pasta, and I willingly opened my mouth. I watched Mom make the mini pulse lunges while her PT supported her. They do some of the exercises, and after they finish up, we make her PT eat first before leaving. Shiloh and Mom's PT both left the house at the same time. I stayed in the living room with Mom and Paris; we watched The Purge on N*****x while eating. "Syd." Mom called; I instantly looked at her; she smiled. "Thank you, thank you." I almost choke. I hide my tears with a smile.

BROOKS When we pulled into my mom's driveway, Ray was getting out of his truck and Jonah was standing on the porch. I asked Jonah where mom was and he said she went to the store but should be back any minute. I walked inside with Ray and began taking my bed apart and helped him get my dresser out of the house and loaded up. As we were heading back in to get my bed frame and mattress, My mom pulled into the driveway and got out. She opened the trunk and told Jonah to help her unload the groceries and put them in the back of my explorer. I asked her what she was doing and she told me to hush and said she bought me some food and supplies to start me off. I smiled and told my mom thank you but I

Too horny to be scared I found myself in a Tesla with a 6'4" stranger, headed to his penthouse in the most expensive and private part of LA. My mom would kick up a fuss if she could see this, and my dad. Oh the poor man would definitely faint if he heard that his princess was out without a bodyguard. “Are you okay? You look nervous?” My tall tattooed stranger asked as he glanced at me, alternating his attention between me and the road.

She flung the blanket back onto my body with all her strength. "How much did you sneak and eat? I was only gone for a few hours, and you turned yourself into this? Were you so greedy that you were about to clear out the whole fridge? Look at you now! You look like an overinflated pig! Gosh, you disgust me!" Mom was shaking with anger, her chest heaving violently. "How did I give birth to such a useless thing with zero sense of self-control? Where's the body fat scale? Where's the monitor? Didn't you see it was flashing red? Why'd you still eat? Were you trying to stuff yourself to death?"

Aaron and I sat close to each other while my mom sat opposite us. My mom kept talking about how the food was prepared and how this is one of my favorites. She said a lot. Including stuffs I was embarrassed about. Aaron was thrilled when he took a bite of the meal. "Wow. Mrs. Foster this is amazing." He said. My mom blushed uncontrollably. "Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it." She said with a smile. "Eat first. Compliment later." My mom added. Aaron laughed. "Yes ma'am."

"Are you trying to kill me too? I just lost my grandson and granddaughter. Now you're saying you want to die? What did our family do to deserve this?" The officer patted Dad's shoulder sympathetically, then sighed and left. The three of them sat there in silence until evening, with no one saying a word. Then Mom suddenly stood up, breaking the silence. "Ivy's coming home from school soon. I need to cook something special for her. She told me she wants mac and cheese. She's been asking for days. "She's so easy to please, just like me. Honey, let's sign Ivy up for the same classes as Owen. They're both our kids. We can't play favorites."

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

"You made your choice. I made mine." "You can't be serious. This is—this is incest or something!" "Hardly. You're not his biological son. There's no blood relation between us whatsoever." I smiled sweetly. "Which makes this perfectly acceptable. Unconventional, perhaps. But perfectly legal." Caleb looked like he might vomit. "So," I continued, "as I was saying. You should call me Mom. Or Mother, if you prefer something more formal. I'm not picky." "I will never call you that." His voice shook with rage. "Never. Do you hear me? You're nothing. A nobody from a worthless pack. You think marrying my father changes anything?"

I didn't want her to ridicule me. Mom stared at me and sighed. She placed her fork down and approached me. My back tensed as I dug my nails into my palms. Fear gripped my heart. I was terrified that she was going to say something. I didn't want to hear her say that word again. However, Mom simply kneeled down next to me and brushed her fingers gently along the back of my swollen head. "I lived a tough life, Claire. There were a lot of children in my family, and your grandparents didn't like me. Eventually, I got to marry your father, but unfortunately, he died young."

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