I Saw My Mom Naked Novels & Stories

So I had to watch when he showed up just to help mom with her money. Twice a week I visited mom, each time I came in the door I saw her face beaming with joy, “Oh Martin, your the only one who care’s what happens to me” she would say as she gave me a big hug. I loved those hugs from as far back as I remember, you see mom had some real big pillowy tits and they were so soft. I can remember just before I was a teenager I accidentally saw mom naked, she had left the bathroom door open, and I’m sure she just forgot to do it. She was standing at the sink drying her hair with a towel, her arms were over her head and her large breast wobbled on her chest as she rubbed her head. Even though I was ju

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.

My feet moved on their own, carrying me down the hallway until I reached the corner where I could peek into the living room without being seen. The sight hit me like a punch to the chest. Mom was bent over the back of our big leather couch, completely naked. Her big tits hung heavy and swinging, nipples hard as diamonds. Her ass was pushed up high, legs spread wide, and a tall, muscular guy in his thirties — someone I didn’t recognize — was pounding into her from behind like he was trying to break her. His thick, veiny cock, easily eight inches and glistening with her juices, slammed into her soaked pussy over and over with loud, wet slapping sounds.

And now, my mom’s legs gave out as she stepped into the place where I had lost my life. She knelt on the ground and covered her mouth. Tears were falling onto the floor in front of her. I stared in confusion at her tear-streaked face. When Lily scraped her hand, my mom’s eyes would well up with concern. But this was the first time I had ever seen my mom cry for me. My dad took a deep breath, calmly put on gloves, and picked up the blood-splattered notebook on the table. When he opened it, his eyes widened in disbelief.

she murmured. A bitter smirk curled up at my lips, knowing that my family would probably celebrate my death. Perhaps Maeve would shed a tear, and that was all. Mom's gloved hand reached my back, tracing the massive areas of burn scars I'd gotten after I was kidnapped. When they'd first brought me home, she'd seen those scars while I changed clothes. She'd seemed surprised yet faintly disgusted. "What did you do to your back? Don't scare Leo with that; it's revolting."

The bodyguard's eyes went wide at what I said. Mom said something to him, and he tore out his earpiece before pushing the phone into my hand. I glanced at the screen and saw a woman with flawless makeup and rosy cheeks. It was my mother, who was supposed to be dead. There wasn't a trace of warmth on her face. Her gaze was wary, edged with a subtle, almost hidden touch of regret. What could she possibly regret? No mother would ever hurt her own child, yet she had used those so-called "dreams" as her excuse to kill me.

Soft whispering and excited giggling drifted from inside. “Mom?” Tate called out tentatively. Suddenly, the tent door unzipped, and his eyes widened in shock and awe. His mother was there on her hands and knees, completely naked. “Hi, baby… you found us!” she beamed, her heavy tits hanging and swaying pendulously beneath her. Over the rounded, bare cheeks of her naked ass, Tate could see his beautiful grandmother sprawled luxuriously on her back, her gigantic tits spread out across her chest like massive, soft pillows of flesh.

I retorted, "Your mom's health started failing quite a while back. I told you about it several times before, but you were just too busy taking care of the 'terminally-ill' Phillip to heed my words. That's why you were unaware of her situation for so long! "That day, I called you when the doctors were performing emergency treatment on her. However, you only picked up after multiple calls, and even then, you barely spoke to me before running off to soak in the hot springs with Phillip! Have you forgotten about that?"

I couldn't afford to go. I switched off the screen and pulled myself back into the dark. Whatever happiness belonged to normal college students, it wasn't mine to have. I had a dream that night. Dad, a man I'd only ever seen in financial magazines, stood over Mom after knocking her to the ground. "Diane Sutherland, you and that hick son of yours are nothing but a couple of freeloaders, always crawling back with your hands out."