Impregnating My Mom Novels & Stories

Vance and Miriam went into his study and he closed the door. I took the supplements and reviewed the diet she gave me. I had to promise with my soul that I would follow it strictly. Dad was at work, and both my parents were workaholics. Her two passions were her family and work. Once she knows that her family was good, then it becomes all about her work. I walked my mom to the door knowing how annoyed she’d become if I kept her from the hospital for too long. I opened the door and a beautiful blonde stood on the porch and greeted us nervously. Mom bid her goodbye and left me standing there with this stranger. My wolf huffed.

No doubt about it. Three days before I had to leave, Mom was in the kitchen, still in her work clothes, making dinner. I wanted her. Honestly, I didn't even care if she came. I wanted back inside her hot pussy. After weeks of it, I was getting addicted. Plus, Mom was hotter than ever, dressing nicer, losing a few pounds, doing up the makeup, even dying her hair. Shit, Mom was a MILF!

I moaned at Mom's declaration as I huskily replied, "Are you sure you're not turned off by incest with your own son, Mom?" Mom writhed under me as she purred, "Incest with my own son is my turn-on, sweetheart. You've always made my pussy so wet and needy, baby. Now we can finally engage in our desires. I hope to have so much incest with you that you know who you belong to." I smirked unseen by Mom as I replied, "Well, I have a pretty good idea who I belong to, but I'd better keep going just to make sure."

JADEN The scent of old bark trees, burning lavender, and polished incense wrapped around me the moment I stepped into the study. Mother always kept this room like a sanctuary, quiet and untouched by time and presence, a temple of thought. I hadn't told anyone I was coming; it's meant to be a surprise. Cheesy, yes, especially considering the fact that my brothers and I were parents now and I had pulled a tantrum and hated my mom the most for dividing us all, but the more I grew, the more I understood her, and after becoming a parent myself, I appreciated her more. Something inside me just pulled me here, and no matter how hard I tried to shake it off, I couldn't. Mother needed me.

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.

“Don’t worry about Cadence’s job. Everything is just fine.” I nodded, and for a moment, I was completely content to believe the lie my mom had just fed me about everything being just fine. I was brought back to the few moments I’d spent in the living room the other day with Elliott and how he’d convinced me everything was all right. My mom was trying to trigger that for me, like I’d done with Jack. I plastered a smile on my face, and my mom let out a deep breath. Why would my mother want to have her daughter brainwashed by some psychiatrist from Oklahoma? The oven timer beeped, and my mom got up, patting me on the head like I was a good dog as she went. “These will need to cool,” she said as

"All these for me?" "Yeah, Mom likes going out every Wednesday and Friday. It's like a button clicks in her head and she just prepares our funeral. You don't want to be there on Sundays," since she got pregnant with Rihanna and had severe sugar cravings, it never stopped. Mom and Riha both have sweet tooths, and Dad isn't helping because he enjoys every bit of the extra delicacy. I used to enjoy it until it almost killed me.

Mom replies with every intention of making dad angry. "Ekatherina!" "You know I'm joking, but even so, you're dangerous; don't forget that." "We're back." I inform them, clearing my throat when I see dad seems about to devour mom on the couch. They both jump and, when they realize I'm here with my bonbon, mom blushes a little. "I thought you'd arrive a little later, my love." Mom says, standing up with dad's help. "Yelizaveta Belucci! What is the meaning of this?" Dad roars, his face turning a nice shade of maroon.

"How much did my mom pay you? I'll double it. Now get out." I'd barely stepped into Jace's office before he threw that at me. Wow. We spawned straight into nightmare mode. No wonder he was the hardest guy in Bayford to crack. The second I thought about those ten properties, my motivation came roaring back. Didn't matter how impossible he was. For ten properties, I'd crawl through hell smiling. I pressed my lips together. "You already know your mom paid me to be here, so why waste money offering double?"

I started feeling weak and uneasy as I try to get a grip of myself. “ babe, are you alright?” “ Yeah.” I said wiping the sweat drops off my face. The door opens and I looked up directly at my mom who was standing at the door while wearing my dad’s favorite Apron. I remember sewing that Apron during my seventh Grade and I could still recall the smile on his face when I gifts sit to him on father’s day with “ World's Best Dad “ Embroidery stitch on it. “ Hailey sweetie, please come on in. You are welcome dear.” She seemed happy seeing me and learning that made me feel a lot better as I proceeded into the house with Andre behind me.