Hot Mom Moaning Novels & Stories

"That tiresome brat! I should have drowned you as soon as I gave birth to you!" When Dad finally saw Mom appearing at the door, he complained and said, "I don't know if our furniture inside can still be saved." He told Mom to open the door, but Mom first took out her live-streaming phone and pointed the camera at the water seeping out of the door. "Look at this! This is all done by that 'good boy' you guys keep feeling sorry for!" The comments flooded in. "Oh my god, why is the floor flooded?" "You're saying that poor kid did this? I don't believe it."

It was one of her comfort potions whenever she had dysmenorrhea, or whenever she was stressed. "Mom, you do realize that I'm already a family man now, right?" Ira chuckled, yanking his mother's hand away from his face. "Please stop squeezing my cheek as if I'm still your five-year-old errand boy." "I know, I know," said Helena, tapping his jaw gently. "Nice to see you again, Miguel," his father greeted him, too. That was the latter's pet name for Ira. "Hey, dad. I'm sorry we came late for the family breakfast."

She felt like a failure as a mother. Sebastian nodded. "I'll take you there." Right now, she needed her son's company more than anything. After dinner, Sebastian drove Lisbeth to the hospital himself. They found Dennis lying bored in his hospital bed. The child was still weak and could do little more than rest. Seeing his mother, his face lit up. "Mommy." Lisbeth gently stroked Dennis's small face. "Mommy's here to see you. I'm staying with you tonight." At three years old, Dennis didn't understand much about the world. But he understood this. "Yay, Mommy stays."

Mom always says that depression is nothing more than an illness born of idleness. People who are truly busy studying don't have time to be depressed. So, during my senior year of high school, I lie awake through countless nights, my hair falling out in clumps as I tremble over endless mock papers. Mom only slides another mock exam booklet in front of me. "Finish this booklet, and you won't have time to wallow in self-pity." At family gatherings, my relatives notice that I keep my head down and barely speak. They ask Mom, "Why has she gotten so quiet?" Mom's face darkens at once. "It's because she's guilty about something, duh. Go on. Tell everyone what you've done wrong this time." Late

The building had been demolished and rebuilt into a grand and prosperous shopping center. My mother was bent over on the clean tiles of the shopping mall like a dog, madly scratching the surface of the ground, and she attracted the attention of passersby who pointed at her and laughed. She dug so hard that her fingers started bleeding, but she refused to stop and started wailing, "My key! I dropped my key! Janine is still down there! Let her out! I'm an expert! Let her out, I was wrong!"

I simply felt a little shy being stared at like this, so I spread my toothless mouth into a grin and smiled at her. "Mom is the prettiest and most graceful lady in the whole world. I love you, Mom." Her body stiffened for a moment. Then, her furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and a gentle smile spread across her face. She leaned down and kissed my cheek. "I love you, too, Meadow." Outside the door, the six brats were still chattering away. "What's up with Mom? She just blew up like that." "Who knows? Maybe it's menopause."

********** The family of Greg, could be seen pacing around the waiting room anxiously, each praying for Aaron to survive. "This is all my fault, maybe if I had handled this more calmly, Aaron will not be at the hospital right now. He would be alive. I'm a bad mother, I'm the worst mother ever." Mrs Greg cried out, "Listen to me love, you are not the worst mother. You reacted the same way, any lady in your shoes would do. Don't blame yourself for this, do not do that. Right now, all we should be doing is pray that Aaron survives this." Mr Greg said softly to her, wrapping his arms around her, giving her all the comfort she needs.

With that, I pushed myself upright and shoved aside the cabinet I'd been slumped against, exposing what it had been hiding. The moment the door swung open, the calm vanished from Mom's face. She shot to her feet, and her eyes were blazing. "You bitch! How dare you!"

I forced myself to sleep, knowing that tomorrow I would face whatever new challenges I might encounter. I don't know how many hours I slept but I suddenly woke up due to a loud knocking from outside the door. Feeling drowsy, I reluctantly got up to open the door, as the person outside was almost breaking it with the force of their knocking. As I opened the door, my eyes widened when I saw the angry face of Grandma Emilia, accompanied by Dustin and Girlie. I was about to speak and explain, but Grandma Emilia slapped me hard.

mum shouted. There was silence in the room, everything seemed to be still. The words kept echoing in my head and they pierced through my heart like a sword. My heart ached that I could barely breathe, I was shocked. I couldn‘t believe what I just heard. So I glared at my dad hoping he would say it is not true but to my greatest disappointment, just by mere looking at him, I could tell that mum was right. At that moment the pain in my heart turned to anger and hatred for dad.