Hot Body Mom Novels & Stories

She says, tears spilling down her cheeks. “You’re a rogue. A picture of him, and your mom and you can’t be enough evidence. I need something more valid.” He says, locking eyes with her. She seemed lost for a minute then suddenly gasped, rushing to stand up. “I- I have a birth mark. My mother told me every of William’s off spring would bear the mark so that should prove it to you.” She says, pulling off her sweater, leaving in nothing but a white camisole. “W-what are you doing? This is inappropriate.” Beta Mateo snapped, rushing to stop the lady.

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! Caiden, Her-her" "Hand her to me" My mother pass her limp body to me. Her lips are blue and her body was shaking furiously. I brought her in my room and covered her with blanket. "She's burning. She had a very high fever" I check her pulse and got a faint one." Mom fill a basin with ice water!" My mother scrambled her way to the kitchen while I get fresh towels.

Everyone in our neighborhood knew me as the meek full-time housewife. I had no income and no social life. Every hour of every day went to the kitchen, my child, and my hypercritical mother-in-law, Sofia Carter. Yet when I woke up, I had somehow swapped bodies with my insufferably smug husband, Kevin Carter. My phone lit up as he sent one mocking message after another: [Olivia, you act like having a baby entitles you to lie around at home all day, watch the kid, and throw together a couple of meals.] [For your information, this swap is permanent. I can finally get some rest.] [Don't run your mouth at my office. That management job is way beyond what a brain that never even made it through col

She said "Mom, I had my first heat today....... can you believe that?". I said to her happily. "What?! Are you serious right now, love?". She asked, surprised by what i just said. "Yes mom. It finally happened today and I'm so happy right now". I said and I heard her burst into tears. "Why are you crying now mom". I asked her worriedly. "I'm just so happy right now baby. It has finally happened. We've waited for this day for so long for this". She said and sniffed

Mom sat completely nude on the desk with a tall muscular man with a bold tattoo of a dragon on his back wedged between her widely parted legs. His hand had her blonde hair tightly clenched in a death grip, his hips powerfully plummeting into her like a hurricane. "Teo," Mom moaned breathlessly in a pant, her fingernails digging into his back. What the hell was going on?

Once again, she tried to steer the crowd's attention back to me. She was ready to burn everything down, but I didn't care. When Mom realized I wasn't reacting, she had no idea how to continue her performance. Once the two of them were finished with their little duet, I spoke up calmly, "I think that's my line, Mom." I connected my phone to the massive screen in the lobby to play the footage of Ellie and Mom's conversation by the gates that day. The camera clearly captured their unusually bloated faces. When Mom saw herself on the screen, her complexion drained instantly. Just as she wavered, the screen carried a voice.

"You're nothing but a parasite that fed off this family and then turned around and poisoned it!" The guests, who had been simmering with outrage moments earlier, began to waver and murmur among themselves once more. Dad raised a hand and signaled for the guards to let Mom go. "Faked? Then what about this?" The screen lit up again. This time it was Mom, sitting in a home office, patiently coaching a much younger version of me on how to lie over the phone and how to squeeze out tears on command so Dad would send money. In the video, my small hands fumbled with the phone while I looked up at her, confused and scared.

Skin on skin. Our cocks pressed together—sliding and grinding against each other. The friction was maddening. Warm shivers ran down my spine as I arched towards him on the bed. The intense frothing between our sweat-slicked bodies nearly took my life. I nearly died for ecstasy. Our bodies slid against each other with his hard chest rubbing against mine. His mouth was busy on every part of my body—sucking, biting, hickeying. He was just focused on leaving marks on me that burned and throbbed.

The tooth she lost had to be replaced, and she had bruises all over her body that would take a long time to heal. When it came to what mattered most, the doctor shook his head. "She wasn't assaulted, but she's mentally unstable right now. She's easily triggered. As her parents, you need to take good care of her." When she heard this, Mom finally let out a breath of relief, patting her chest to soothe herself.