Mom Anal Stories Novels & Stories

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

Jenny closed the book while looking down at Anna. “Did you like the story?” Jenny inquired while Anna blinked her eyes. “To be honest, I haven’t heard the story.” Anna chuckled. “Huh?” Jenny sounded “I was looking at you.” Anna looked at Jenny. Jenny keeps the book on the table before turning Anna and locking her in her arms. “May I know the reason why you were looking at me instead of listening to the story?" “Because you are my mommy." Anna smiled. “My mother hasn’t been with me since yesterday, but now my Jen mommy is with me and telling me stories.” Anna sounded so sad.

"I've had it with you! Do I look like a pushover, huh?" Unaccustomed to such humiliation, Mom struggled to her feet to teach the women a lesson. But her two fists were no match for so many opponents, and she was ultimately forced back to the floor. The women she had bullied over the years punched and kicked her while she lay there helpless, curled up on the floor, protecting her face as best as she could. She was acting just like I used to. For the first time, Mom was defeated by those women. The series of blows she had suffered left her on the brink of madness—more so than ever.

My hands grip the edges of the couch to steady myself. “Ah… Oh… God…” I mumble, lips quivering from painful pleasure. I can't believe I'm moaning in front of my mum when I should be rolling on the ground and begging for mercy. “Leave.” Her cold tone slices through my mischief. I bite my lips, fighting the silly moan that hangs at the back of my throat. Knowing how much she loves this man, how she always finds a way to slip his name in every conversation, how she fought to move on for the first time after years of heartbreak… I feel stupid.

Everything beautiful in my life has come at a cost. Tomorrow, if anything stirs… if a bond shows… then everything changes. "What if I get a bond?" I ask, and the room drops into a silence like death, except for the clatter of my mother's fork. "Bonds are myths, and lies spun by the Veilmother’s flawed Loom, and even if they were real, they wouldn’t choose you." My mother's words are harsh. "She's right, you're no warrior, or heir," Caelan states.

Her mom started talking even nastier, "Oh, yeah. Right there! Lick my sweet pussy! Oh fuck yeah! I wanna cum all over your face! Lick my cunt, you horse cocked stud!" Hearing her mom talk like that was more than Jenn could tolerate. She eased the door open another inch and was treated to an erotic sight that made her pussy creamy. Her parents were both completely naked; Andy was laying on his back on their bed, and her mom was straddling his face with her back to the door. Leslie was holding onto the head board with both hands and her head was thrown back in lust filled pleasure. From her vantage point, Jenn could not see Andy's tongue on her mom's clit, but she knew from her own recent expe

I'm now watching p**n in the bedroom and masturbating. I was so amazed by what I did to Samantha earlier.. Especially the part where her legs were shaking while she was coming out. That's fucking hot. "Frank?" Suddenly someone knocked on the room. I immediately put on my boxers and turned off my laptop. "Frank, son?" I cleared the lump in my throat before speaking. "Come in." The door opened and my Mom entered. "Come on, we're going to watch some horror movie." she said.

I'm sick of this marriage, I thought that I can't do it, act like it all okay, try to love him but it's hard. "You are talking nonsense, Javier is perfect and you are going to learn how to love him, stop playing around with his brother." My mum said firmly. "Perfect?" I don't know why I'm getting emotional over nothing. "Mum, h- he raped me," I whispered letting the tears have been holding back, fall on my cheeks. My mum looked at me for a while with no words. "There must be a reason for that action." I stood there shocked at my mum's statement, mostly heartbroken

My desire here is to share my story. My name is Geena. No, not Gina, that would be normal- my parent's weren't normal, so it had to be Geena. These stories, if you have read them up through now, are the story of my strange journey. The earlier stories and the many that follow will make very clear just how un-normal my life is.

Olivia nodded, and Mom got the message to leave me be. “So, what was I saying?” Mom began to measure another batch of cookie dough out onto a cookie sheet. “Oh, yes. My Raphael was smart. He paid off all his debts before he tried to get us out.” My stomach flipped. Why did Mom always have to tell everyone everything? One time, she told the story of my first period to a stranger in the grocery line buying tampons. Now that she didn’t have to hide the mafia part, I’d be surprised if anyone in this house didn’t know my dad’s life story by dinnertime.