Grabbing My Moms Ass Novels & Stories

Sprinting over to him, I fell to my knees and threw my arms around his leg, refusing to let go. "Please don't abandon me!" My outburst caught the attention of the other patrons, who stopped to watch the drama unfold. The woman in red was tugging Uncle Theo back by his sleeve. I assumed it was because she thought me some weirdo. "Don't cry…" Shaking off the woman's manicured hand, Uncle Theo crouched down to grab me, his brows furrowed as he frowned. He seemed at a loss for what to do as he scanned me from head to toe.

Gasping, I leaned back, still unable to fully believe what we had done. I almost blacked out, seeing spots before my eyes. After a few moments I felt Mom rubbing us with the spare t-shirt before she searched for her shorts again. She reached down to the floor boards, and when I saw that 'bodacious' ass, I trembled at the thought that I'd be fucking her again, first chance I had. I had her ass cheeks in my hand, squeezing her, and even rubbed my finger over her back door. Her stories had me thinking very, very naughty thoughts about that opening.

The only thing keeping them going was the need to clear my name. I was not a liar. I was a good kid. When the relatives saw them, they immediately crowded around. “How’s Anna? Where is she? Why didn’t she come back with you?” “It was just a fishbone, right? They took it out, right? There’s no reason for her to sulk any longer!” Mom dropped to her knees in front of everyone and told them I was dead. As she spoke, she slapped herself.

"No need to be Riley, I understand how you feel but I have to take caution and put good measures on the place before we can gain victory. Relax and don't rush things. I promise I will give you the revenge you seek for your dad and family, Okay?" "Hmm..." she mumbled, nodding in response as she went ahead dressing the wound. She was still on it when the door pushed open, drawing their attention to it. "Mum..." she exclaimed, rising from the bed as she was almost done dressing the wounds. She glided towards her mother, pulling her into a hug. "You're finally home. I missed you so much." "I missed you too dear," replied Rosita as they drew back from the hug. "Lionel," she uttered as she trolled

If she did not do that, she knew that her mother would not take it lightly with the assistant. " Do you like it?" She asked and looked at her daughter with a smile. " Of course mom, I do!" She said and smiled but inwardly, all she wanted was just to buy it and leave. " Then try a few more." Her mother said excitedly while she gasped. She thought she had seen it all but she was seeing something else. Why should it be now that she was very embarrassed? She thought and itched her hair thinking of what to say but unfortunately, she could not think of any excuse at the moment.

Today was a Sunday. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Julian holding onto a large photo album. He acted casually, slipping through the door crack and sat on the couch. It was as if he had forgotten that he had called me to beg for his forgiveness the last time he was here. Julian flipped open the photo album and pulled me over. "Look, Mommy—this was when I was still in your tummy! And this was when I was just born! Aren't I cute? Grandma said I was the cutest baby in the entire hospital!"

My mom was well known for her temper, and once she set her mind on something, there was no going back. "Honey, calm down." I rush from the bed and throw the door open. The last thing I want is for Mom to disrespect the alpha. I know she has only the best intentions at heart, but after last night, I doubt we had the Alpha's favor. "It's alright, Mom. I'll see him." I said, interrupting their standoff. "You don't have to, sweetheart." She grabbed my hands in hers. "I'm sure your dad and I can convince him to give you more time."

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.

I was only supposed to act like I was undressing, not actually strip. Maybe I’d finally get over my stupid crush for my uncle. Fuck it. With one hand, I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head, only losing one earbud in the process. I scrambled, finding it quickly on the floor, then stood and moved back toward my desk chair. But maybe this would burn him out of my system. Maybe letting a stranger talk me filthy would overwrite the memory of real fingers stretching me open, real slaps stinging my thighs, real growls making me come untouched.

"I'm sorry I was such a whore, but... I just got so lonely. Even with my new tits, you just didn't pay attention to me." "Yeah," he groaned. "Just... busy at work. Things are stressful. I'll pay more attention. To you. To Matti." "And so will our son," Mom purred as she reached behind her and parted her butt-cheeks. She flashed her asshole at me. I hurried to her and pressed my cock against that naughty hole. Matti whimpered behind me. I glanced at her settling on the couch and fingering her sloppy cunt full of Dad's jizz. She masturbated as I thrust my cock against our mother's asshole.