Making Out With Mom Novels & Stories

I turned back with a smile. “Mother!” I said, trying to be as excited as I could fake. She stretched out her arms, and I hugged her. “How were your exams?” she asked. “I don’t know, mother,” I said with a pout. “Aww~ My honey bee. I am so proud of you. You did it in one month. It’s really commendable. But in case, just in case things don’t go your way, don’t be disheartened, ok? Mother will create an academy at home for you, ok?” she said, pulling my cheeks.

In the end, he muttered through gritted teeth, “Fine. I won’t argue with you. But if anything happens to Ray, I’ll never let you off the hook!” With that, he slammed the main door and left. Mom spat in disgust before storming over to my room, banging on it twice. “Raiden Stone! Get out here! What are you playing at? Don’t want the cake. Door locked. What do you think you’re doing?” Another enduring silence and Mom blew her top. “If you dare, then don’t ever come out!” She panted heavily, then turned to Bella. “What are you looking at? Go and do your homework!”

I felt both heartbroken and angry. "Exactly! What's wrong with them this year? Last year, it was so warm that we could just wear a T-shirt indoors," I lamented. On the screen, Mom seemed to freeze for a moment. Her expression turned a little unusual before she spoke again, saying, "If you're cold, just turn the AC up. Move around more. You lie on the couch all day. Of course you're cold." After hanging up, I stared out the window at the gloomy sky. Even with the windows shut tight, the cold seemed to seep in from every crack, leaving my hands and feet numb.

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.

Yup, it's official, my brother is weird. -------------------------------------------------------- I never thought Mom would actually let me go out of the house at 9pm. But sure enough, she was sitting on her favourite couch eating eba and banga soup watching Legally Blonde and telling me to 'have fun and be home before midnight'. Maybe it was beause she had just gotten off the phone with Richard few minutes ago. Stupid Richard. Making my Mom act like a love sick teenager. She's Not in love with him! She loves Dad and that's the only man she'll ever love.

I was prepping the ceremonial cloak for our seventh mating anniversary. The front door suddenly banged open. My son rushed inside, tears streaming down his face. "The teacher yelled at me," he sobbed. He shoved the wrinkled drawing into my hands before burying his face in my shirt. I smoothed out the paper to see what the drama was about. It was a sketch of a faceless woman titled: The Substitute Mom. My heart stopped as I read the scribbles underneath. "Daddy said she is the backup."

You're right," she said. Just then, their phones chimed at the same time. They pulled out their phones and tapped on the notifications. "Moms, when are you coming home? The other Moms are already here. It's my birthday today. I'm going to get angry if you don't come home soon." William's childish whining echoed through the room. Both Gloria and Joanne smiled at the same time. They carefully lifted their phones and sent voice messages to William to coax him. It was a familiar sight. They used to coax me like that in the past.

Security stormed over and pried us apart. Sarah panted, glaring at me. "Your mother trashed my favorite car. Now you know what losing something precious feels like." She rushed to Margaret and yanked out every tube. The room fell into chaos. "Are you insane?" I yelled. "She's barely hanging on." Sarah smirked, "Not my problem. I wish she could die sooner." I lunged at her again, but a pair of arms held me back. I turned to see James standing there with a sullen face.

, she also covered her lips with her hand while doing her fake lau dad just laughed at her and mom being mom glared at him, these two won't stop teasing and arguing with each other. they're like teenagers who are always on their so called 'lovers quarrel' but nah they're maybe like that because menopausal woman is always grumpy, just joking my mom isn't on that stage y

My mom could be dramatic sometimes. "Mom, aren’t you too old for all these? And no one calls it smooching anyway; it is so archaic." "Oh, let me hear it. I was once like you, and I am certainly not too old. I know all of these things; I mean, I once did them and still do them." She wriggled her eyebrows at me, "Mom," I groaned. "TMI, I didn’t need to know that." "I was just telling the truth. Anyway, how was the date? Where did you guys go?"