Kissing My Mom Novels & Stories

Even from here, I can see the way his jaw tightens just a little, but enough to make my skin prickle. We stand like that for what feels like hours… him on one side of the room, me on the other, everyone else fading away until it’s just the two of us and the broken glass at my feet. “Maya,” my mom calls out, her voice cutting through the silence. “Come here, baby. Let me introduce you properly.”

I spat. His other hand clenched. But before he could utter another word, Mom took a step forward and slapped me across my cheek. I faced sideways and I fought my tears as they brimmed in my eyes. My cheek went numb and I swallowed the lump in my throat. I would not cry. "Ungrateful child!" Mom spat. "He is your father! You don't have the right to talk to him like that!"

After I secure a hundred-million-dollar business deal for the company, I receive a commission worth a million dollars. When I'm off to ask for maternity leave, the intern, Violet Lintell, shoots a nasty glance at my belly. "You really are a capable one, aren't you? Many of us have participated in the project, and yet all of our commissions aren't as lucrative as yours even when added together." I can tell that she's being passive-aggressive right now, so I respond to her as patiently as I can. "President Kinsley won't skim everyone out on their commissions. I'm just receiving my own commission based on the salary standards." I never know that Violet gets massively triggered by my respon

Though my mom wasn't as chubby as I am, she's trying to look more sexy for her new husband, Simon. After she divorced my dad, she met Simon in New York six months later, and they decided to get married. I don't find anything wrong with my mom finding love again. As long as she's happy, I'm okay. Besides, Simon is a nice guy. He treats my mom like a queen and I can't be more grateful for his love towards her. While I was about leaving the studio my phone suddenly buzzed in my purse. Immediately, I took out my phone only to see that it was a call from my mom.

Instead, she leaned into his touch, just a little but that was all he needed. He kissed her. His hand slid into her hair, tipping her head back, and his mouth took hers like he'd been starving for it. She kissed him back just as hard. Her hands fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer, and he made a sound in his throat that shot straight through her. His other hand found her waist, then her hip, pulling her against him. She felt the heat of him, the solid weight, and she wanted more… "Mama!"

"I locked myself in the study, and she still kept knocking, saying she brought fruit." The more he talked, the more worked up he got, like a kid finally complaining after holding it in forever. Then he suddenly stopped. "Wait... how do you know?" I handed him my phone. That post. My mom's messages. The AI-generated photo. All of it laid out in front of him. His expression shifted from shock to anger. "This was... your mom?" His fingers trembled slightly. "She's your mother." I said quietly, "I always knew she favored Zoey. I just never thought she'd go this far."

The light fabric hinted at her smooth skin and chest, and I found it hard to look away. My heart skipped a beat, and I was close to drooling. It was there and then that I made up my mind—I had to have her. Throughout all my years of singlehood, no one had moved me quite like she had. Claire caught me staring, her cheeks turning a shade of pink, shy. "Noah, why are you staring at my mom?" Liam wondered. Little did he know that I would one day be his dad. I insisted that Claire stay and eat with us, but Liam persuaded her to leave.

Thompson, saw Mom walking out with her boyfriend and said sarcastically, “Your daughter just died a few days ago. Is this your new boyfriend?” Mom’s boyfriend looked confused. Grandpa and Grandma tried to stop him, but it was already too late. The anger Mom had suppressed for so long suddenly burst out, surging over her like a massive tide. I tried to call out, “Mom, don’t do anything foolish.” However, Mom had already lost her reason like a crazed little beast. She grabbed the hammer she had prepared to fix the car, rushed straight at Mr. Thompson, and smashed it into his forehead. Blood gushed out instantly.

As the 'candies' dissolved in my mouth, the bitter taste spread across my tongue. I doubled over, gagging as acid and saliva stained my mouth. These were the same ones Mom had hidden in the back of her closet three years ago. Back then, she would sit on the edge of my bed late at night, her eyes empty and hollow as she whispered, "Why are you still alive?" Now, I was finally fulfilling the obsession she had clung to all those years.

I snapped at my mom “Okay, okay I guess I have gone overboard,” Mom said raising her hand in surrender “Enjoy your meal darling,” She said to May filling up her plate even more “I think I am in love with you Mom” May whispered in my ear earning her a smack on her leg “I am sorry for the lateness,” a strong voice said approaching the table “Darling. The shower took you so long, ” Mom said standing up “I needed it after my long journey,” He said kissing her on the lips, I rolled my eyes in disgust as their kissing sounds filled the table