Kissing My Mom Mga Nobela at Kwento

Back then, her eyes held nothing but love for me. Whenever I got upset, she'd pull me close and kiss my forehead again and again. "Every smile, every tear—you're my greatest treasure, Sophie. I'll always protect you." But then Mom got famous. Then Maya was born. Maya was sweet, always smiling, winning everyone over without even trying. I was stiff. Awkward. Mom, obsessed with perfection and control, slowly started hating me. I kept thinking if I tried harder... and harder... Maybe she'd love me again.

my mother said to Jess, a smile on her face and admiration in her eyes. ‘I can’t believe you are here,” Jess whispered. “I needed to be here to help my daughter,” my mother answered, filling my heart with so much gratitude and love. “And my granddaughter.” She turned to face Emee and me, that look of admiration never leaving her eyes. My mom held out her arms to me and without hesitation, I walked into them; I let her wrap me in the warmest and most welcoming embrace I had in a very long time. She smelled like her lavender lotion, just as I remembered her. Her warmth filled my body and I breathed into her.

Kendra's POV I spent 5 years searching for him, 5 years longing for him, 5 years scheming a plan to have him beg on his knees. "May I know my partner's name" his lips muttered. They were plump, juicy and drawing me for a kiss. His sonorous voice had jerked me back to reality. My imagination was getting the better of me, but it would be true soon. That was just an introduction. I tilted back a little, looking down on him.

I opened her thighs and directly positioned myself in front of her entrance, just barely touching as I controlled myself not to be too overly excited and cause her pain. Mom’s body rubbed against mine as I held her closer, taking her into my embrace. Our lips connected with our tongues swiftly and smoothly tangling against each other before I slowly moved, inserting my cock inside her. I felt mom tighten at that, her arms instantly grabbing me tight as we continued to kiss. “Are you okay, mom?” I asked mom as I looked at her face, silently giving her the time to adjust to my size. Mom nodded and kissed me again on the lips. I kissed her back, putting all my affection and desires for her as I

"Mom, can you show me just one more time how to kiss a girl with passion?" "What, I..." Then I put my lips to hers and kissed her softly. She hesitantly kissed me back. Then I pulled her closer so she could feel my hard cock and we kissed more. I slid my hands up her sides and cupped her cheeks as we kissed. "Is this a nice romantic kiss mom? Am I any good?" I asked with concern. "Oh yes honey, you're doing fine." "Thanks mom, I want to be great at it." We began to kiss like lovers, and I grinded my cock harder into her belly. I pulled her ass in hard. I made her feel my straining cock. Then I turned her around and grinded her butt and felt her boobs.

We kiss passionately while we ride out the aftershocks of our intense orgasms. "You're always the best, Nick." Mom whispers, breaking the kiss. "I love you." She says, running her fingers through my hair and holding me tightly against her naked body. "I love you, too, mom." I respond, nuzzling my cheek against her rising and falling breasts.

I kissed the top of her head. "Mom is okay. She's fine," I whispered the usual mantra to the both of us although this time, it felt less comforting.

" Dad suddenly gasped for air and collapsed straight to the ground. Ethan caught him just in time, but he didn't stop yelling at me. "Your mom did all that because she loved you. She would give her life for you without hesitation, and this is how you talk about her? Mark my words, Rosie Mitchell! Karma will catch up to you." As the crowd around us grew, I rolled my eyes. "You're not the one about to die, so why are you all so anxious? I know she's my mother. Maybe you should ask her if she'd want me to break the rules." I turned and pretended to ask into the ward.

I only saw her when I went to LA for the summer. I quickly get dressed in the guest room and go downstairs to wait for my mom's arrival. Camden is already there in clothes he wasn't wearing before. I laugh at his antics. "She'll eat you alive man," I tell him. "It's cool, I like black widows. Is she still married to your dad?" "Yup, and she's not going anywhere either." "Pity, I would have made a great step dad." My face squeezes in disgust and I put him in a headlock.