Mom Loves To Suck Novels & Stories

Caught off guard by his cold-heartedness, Emily stumbled backward over a chair and fell onto the couch. “Ivan, how can you treat me this way...” she cried out, “I am the mother of your children, a woman you've been with! I've borne you two sons; how can you be so heartless? All I want is for our kids to rightfully call me 'mommy'. Is that so wrong?” Ivan slipped off his suit jacket—the scent of perfume was overwhelming, and the woman’s tears had made him terribly uncomfortable. He tossed the jacket straight into the trash bin with a sneer on his face, “I know exactly what you want.”

I was about to speak and explain, but Grandma Emilia slapped me hard. "Shame on you, Alice! I never thought you would do this to yourself! I raised you properly, but what have you done? You got drunk and had intimate contact with a man who is not your husband!" Grandma Emilia angrily exclaimed, gasping for breath, while looking at my friend who was still asleep, and at the empty tequila bottle and two glasses on the center table.

replied Audrey after she hurriedly looked away for a moment to wipe her tears that were about to fall. Audrey smiled and walked over to Alea, crouching down in front of her and touching her little daughter. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Do you need anything?" Alea nodded cutely and adorably. "Kenzie and I are hungry. We want to eat Mommy's pumpkin porridge," she replied in a spoiled tone. Audrey looked behind Alea to see Kenzie, who was still leaning on his bed, staring at them.

He went to the house and met her mother busily on her phone "Hello mum..., business again?" "Yes son.." she replied putting away her phone. "Okay..mum.., what's there to eat?" he asked leaving to the kitchen "Your food is in the fridge, microwave it and suit yourself, dear." "OK mum..., love you.." he called from the kitchen A few minutes later, he came from the kitchen with a plate of rice from his hand "Why don't you use the dining hall dear?" "Uhm..., I will be in my room mum," he said stuffing food into his mouth.

"Since you know you're guilty, then you need to pay the price!" My right eyelid twitched violently—and that's when I saw it. She was holding a gleaming fruit knife in her hand. "It's because of those disgusting eyes of yours! Mom can't eat, can't sleep—you've tormented her until she's barely even human anymore!" My face went pale. I stumbled backward in terror. "If I just gouge them out, Mom will never have nightmares again!" Alice's face twisted with madness as she raised the knife and lunged straight at my eyes.

"That's enough. It's the holidays. Why are you making a scene? Don't get so worked up. Come sit down and eat. Your mom and I even have some good news for you." At dinner, Mom placed two drumsticks onto Sabrina's plate, one after the other. "Rina, eat more," she said. "You've gotten thinner again. Is work too stressful? If something's bothering you, just tell me, alright?" Sabrina merely coughed once, and Mom was already on her feet, heading to the fridge to grab her a chilled bottle of juice. Ever since we were kids, Sabrina always had a glass of juice with her meals, while I never did.

I replied. "Is it really that good?" Laura asked skeptically. "Of course! Mom had it custom-made at a high price," I said. Her eyes darted around slyly. "Say, how about you give me a couple? I feel like I haven't been sleeping well these past few days either. But don't tell Mrs. Cox. She's a bit stingy and won't let me touch the things in your room." It sounded like a question, but she had already taken two new bottles out of the cabinet.

With that, I pushed myself upright and shoved aside the cabinet I'd been slumped against, exposing what it had been hiding. The moment the door swung open, the calm vanished from Mom's face. She shot to her feet, and her eyes were blazing. "You bitch! How dare you!"

Now blinded, she moved in the wrong direction. Suddenly, Mom stomped down hard on her calf. "Are you scared?" Next, Mom used the knife to tear open Morrigan's pink cocktail dress. Realizing what was about to happen, Morrigan made gurgling sounds in her throat. She banged her head against the floor tiles noisily to beg for mercy.

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"