I Saw My Mom Naked นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“They’d cum all over you, and inside you, mom.” “Is it hard for you to picture, honey?” asked mom. “Me, and all of your young, eager friends, in the bathroom together. All of them with their hard cocks out, and me working to please them in any way I can, sucking, fucking, stroking them off.” “Mom...” I shook my head, both disgusted and incredibly aroused by the mental image. “What if it was just you, sweetie?” she asked in a whispered tone. “What if you walked in on me while I was naked in the shower? Would you stare at my body, my boobs? Would you come in closer, and go wild on me?”

I stumbled toward my bed, collapsing onto it with a heavy sigh. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to will away the images that were now burned into my memory. But the more I tried to push them away, the more vivid they became. I could still hear my mom’s voice, the way she had moaned Ezekiel’s name, the raw intensity of it all. It was something I wasn’t supposed to witness—something that felt too intimate, too real. I pressed my lips together, a shiver running down my spine as the thought of Ezekiel’s dominance over her filled my mind.

For how much I wanted something so wrong, so forbidden. When they finally returned home from their errands, Mom was still all over him. She dragged him straight to the couch, curling up against his side like she owned him completely, her head on his shoulder while they watched some mindless show. I sat on the opposite side of the room in the armchair, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I couldn’t stop stealing glances at them.

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!"

The woman who once controlled everything was then left with nothing but herself. She sat alone in her once glorious office, the curtains tightly drawn, afraid to look outside. She started hearing things. No matter where she went, the sound of the wind from that cliff followed her. My voice. That desperate shout before I jumped. "Mom, run." She did not dare close her eyes, because every time she did, she saw me, covered in blood, my skin breaking out in red rashes, looking at her and asking, "Mom, is the steak good?"

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.

But after my death, I was free, able to see all the beautiful sights with her. During one of our trips to Africa, where Mom was doing medical aid work, she met a man. He was handsome—really handsome—with chiseled features and eight-pack abs. Every time I looked at him, I'd start wailing. "Mom, I want him to be my dad! He's too handsome—it's criminal!" Mom would always roll her eyes in exasperation. "You know, Mary, it's not just about what you want. You need to see if he even wants to be your dad."

“Mom, I've actually seen the nanny naked once so why are you covering my eyes?” “What!!!”

She'd changed a lot, and it seemed like life hadn't exactly been smooth sailing for her. "Ruth." I had mixed feelings when I heard her address me as her mother. I didn't know what else I could say. "Mom, I'm sorry." Ruth looked anxious. She fell to her knees before me and kept apologizing. "I know I was wrong, Mom. How have you been over the years? Do you still hate me? I know I shouldn't have treated you the way I did. "Vivian's a horrible woman! Not only did she trick Dad, but she even tried to sell me to human traffickers! I was too young to know any better. Mom, can you please forgive me?"

She looked at me like I was an idiot. “My dad! Oh, I get it! You’re here hoping for a chance to be my dad’s mistress, huh? “My dad loves my mom like his life depends on it. Save your breath! As for the last one who tried to climb the ladder, my mom could make her beg for mercy with just a glance!” I immediately had my suspicions and played the video I had received. The girl across from me burst into laughter. “If you already know everything, why are you still trying your luck? How pathetic can you be?