Hot Body Mom Novels & Stories

At least it causes her eyes to flicker open, slightly. “What is it baby?” “You need to wake up, Momma, you have to eat.” “No eat.” “Yes, come on, please.” She tries to move me away but she’s too weak. My mother must way nothing more than a feather. It’s shocking to see her hip bones protrude through her jean clad legs, and how her rib cage shows through her halter top. Damn she must be cold; I mean it’s fall right now and we don’t exactly have the cash for round the clock heating.

I know nothing with what to do in times like this but to stay silent on her side, listening only until she gets to be able to dry her cheeks. Minutes passed, my mother has finally gotten her composure back. I hand a glass of water to her so she can breathe well. My mother has started to sweat and her body temperature has dropped down to normal. Her sweat feels cold. “Are you fine now, mom?” I asked “Yes. Thank you.” She replied. “Please take care of yourself. You won’t be able to take care of others if you keep an unhealthy Habi Superiort daily.” “I’m sorry for bursting out.”

she replied breathlessly, winking back at him over her shoulder. The four busty moms were now lined up in a perfect row on their hands and knees, side by side. Their enormous tits hung down heavily, swinging like pendulums, while their big, round asses pointed invitingly outward. Their sweat-glistened bodies waited eagerly for their next turn to get hammered hard from behind. “I think I’m going to like this ‘world of sex’… a lot,” the teen expressed with a satisfied grin. His mom peeked back at him with a naughty, loving smile, wagging her fleshy ass invitingly. “You’ll like it a lot more when there’s plenty of mommy-meat involved, baby.”

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

“What’s up with you, man? You’ve been staring into space like someone stole your Lamborghini.” I leaned back, trying to play it cool. “My dad hired me a new bodyguard. It’s a girl.” Trent barked out a laugh so loud half the class turned around. “A girl? Bro, you? Mr. I bench press my problems? Is she hot at least?” “She’s not just hot,” I muttered. “She took out five armed guys in under ten seconds. Solo. Like it was nothing. The problem is… I think I’m falling for her.”

Mallam Audu continue to supplicate for her Tehzeeb finished praying and walk to her parents room to great them since that's her second routine after praying. She walks in and saw her father supplicating on her Umma so she quickly went to his side "Baba what happened. Why is her body temperature high like this?" She asked her father touching her mother's body which she whimpered with the contact that Tehzeeb hand makes with her body "Baba why is she like this?" She asked her father who was busy praying for his wife

Before I could even complete the sentence, my feet betrayed me and I fell on the cold floor, but in front of my cold body the floor that should be colder than the ice because of the winters, was warmer. Mom ran to me and supported my body and made me sit. I was huffing and the cold sweats started dripping from my head. “Nat...Nat...Get up, my child.” Mom tried to make me stand but my body was too heavy for me to even lift up a finger. I felt like small ants were crawling all over my body. “Darling, try to get up.” Mom’s voice was getting low, the same was happening with my visions as if my body was shutting down.

I rushed to her bathroom to get her pain killers. “ Damien!!!!!”. I shouted “ Mom keep it down”. Lisa groaned as I came out of the bathroom. “ Sorry honey, how do you feel? What do you want to eat? Should I get you hot chocolate?.” “ What happened mom”? He asked as he came panting into the room. “ What happened to Lisa?. “ She got her periods “. I stated. “ Oh my God”. He shouted, panicking, and running down the stairs. “ Dad!!! Lisa's got her periods, do we still have her snacks in the house?”.. he yelled.

But now, Mom was saying that she simply couldn't bring herself to beat them. What about me? Was I born only to be made a scapegoat, a "sacrificial" dog to force Esther and Emily into obedience? I couldn't stop my tears from falling after learning the truth. I wiped my tears away and glanced at Mom's phone, where a number of netizens had left comments on her live streams and even personal DMs, showing up as notifications on her screen. "Lady, your son's condition doesn't look very good. Is he out of the tank yet? Don't let anything happen to him!"

Before Mom could even process what was happening, I brushed past her and stepped inside. "Long time no see, Mom. Since you're alive and well, why didn't you come look for me?" The chat instantly went wild. "Holy crap, a live exposure!" "Didn't this lady say her daughter would definitely be grateful to her? Why does it look like she's about to breathe fire?" Panicking, Mom scrambled to cut the live stream before turning to eye me suspiciously. "H-How did you find out I was here?"