Impregnating Mom Stories Novels & Stories

Mom said, refilling his coffee mug while speaking in a sickly sweet voice. This unnatural and awkward harmonious picture was a lot more alarming than her loud sobbing and crying last night. What on earth was going on? Had Mom somehow found out about something? After breakfast, Mom affectionately took my arm. "Viv, come with Mom to the bank for a bit. I think there's something wrong with my card. You're familiar with these kinds of technology, so I'm going to borrow you for a bit." I felt my heart sink into my stomach at her words.

"What do you want to know?" "Everything. How did you meet? How you fell in love. What they were like when no one else was watching." So Mom talked. Told stories I had heard before and some I had not. About Ross's terrible jokes and Myron's steady patience. Their ridiculous competitions and passionate arguments. She laughed while crying. Smiled through pain. And slowly the stories brought her back to herself. Not healed but remembering why she loved them. Why their loss mattered so much. Ember told Mom about her new relationship. A kind werewolf from a neighbouring pack who treated her like she hung the moon.

"I mean, we don't know what she is." One of the mothers frowned, folding her arms. “But she’s been with us for years.” Morrigan nodded. “Yes. And she’s always been quiet. Always controlled. But this isn’t just skill. This isn’t training.” Her tone dipped, almost reluctant. This reminds me of stories my grandma used to tell me when I was little. Stories the elders hate speaking aloud.” The other mother shifted uneasily. “What stories?” Morrigan hesitated, as if choosing her words carefully.

I got the French tips, Anna got the ombre,mom also got the French tip, and Lisa got the chrome. “ Don't you think it's time Lisa got her ears pierced?”. Mom voiced out. “ Yeah, that's a great idea, but it's up to Lisa”. “ I really want to get my ears pierced”. Lisa said excitedly

“Nor will the vampires.” “That’s true,” mom said, “but by the time they get wind of it, it might be too late for those girls. He’s probably already impregnated them.” “He’s got them already?” I gasped with surprise. Mom nodded. “You hear a lot while roaming the woods in animal form.”

Take the good stories, and leave the bad stories to be imitated. Mom always prays for the best for the three of you, maybe right now I can't give all the best for you. Later when you grow up, forgive all the shortcomings of mom, daddy, Grandmother and Grandfather. Everything that is good please always be remembered and imitated. Mom who is always fierce, because mom loves you very much and wants to make you the best people and mom will be proud when you are old.

My mom would always tell this story. "My mother was leader of the coven at the time and your father's father was Alpha of the Crimson Shadow Pack. We sat in the audience watching all the three Royalty leaders as they talked in the meeting. I was beyond bored but this was an annual meeting we all had to go to. I had to go since my mother was the leader of my current coven. I was easily bored by listening to them talk then,-" "Then you smelled a heavenly scent and it was your mate and you found dad and y'all fell in love," I cut her off and finished her story. "I've listened to this story at least 11 times." My mom let out a laugh and nodded.

person I had missed the most , my adopted mum. "I am back home mum and I'm never going to leave again."I spent the entire day unpacking my things and talking to mom . While talking to mom she told me about an envelope she received which was addressed to me. She went over to her room and brought the large brown envelope to me. When she left for me to rest I took up the envelope and opened it . It was a letter from my deceased mother's bankers . According to them they had strict instructions to release it to me on my 26th birthday . It contained a letter from my mom. The letter reads...My dear daughter I love you with all my heart. As you turn 26 years old I believe it's time to know more ab

I thought to myself. "Mum, would you help me get dad to join us?" I asked hesitantly. Mum smiled and said, "Are you saying you want your dad to take your virginity?" "Technically, yes, but figuratively us girls took each other's virginity with the Impaler already," I said. "The Impaler?" mum questioned. "Yes, it's a strap-on cock that we use during our sleepovers, mum. I'll have to show you sometime," I said.

Mom smiled in embarrassment, as she replied, "Yes, baby, your dirty talk makes mommy's orgasms so much more enjoyable." I nodded silently and trailed my fingers over her ass cheeks as I gazed into her eyes. Inside I was smirking and already planning our next several sessions of incest. Mom had taken every baited trap I had set for her and was now completely under my control. She even thinks that she is the one that is making our sexual choices. Although I did have to admit, I had taken several of the scenarios from her own written stories of incestuous erotica. Mom had a very active and creative imagination when it came to her fantasies of incest.