Mom's Nude Novels & Stories

"She's not my mommy. I don't have a mommy." I started screaming. "Please, stop talking about her. Please." "She wet herself. Look." The whole room went dead silent. I went rigid. I stared down at my legs and started yanking at the hem of my muddy dress, trying to cover the dark wet patch. I caught Mama's eyes. She was even angrier than before. I was sobbing. "Mommy, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it in." "I am not your mother. And what are you doing carrying that filthy rabbit around? Haven't you embarrassed me enough?"

When Michelle finally paused, Lizzy quickly got up from her stool, holding up her two drawings to show her mom. Rubbing her chubby face against Michelle's, Lizzy's voice was soft and sweet, "Mommy, look at Lizzy's drawings! Aren't they beautiful?" She closed her eyes in self-praise, not allowing any criticism. If her mom didn't find them beautiful, she'd just have to double down on the cuteness until she did. Hearing her daughter's sugary voice, Michelle couldn't help but laugh.

My mate, seeing her up close, looked small, frail, scared and confused on the bed, already fully naked while the disgusting beast stood over her, already running his dirty fingers across her legs. “A- Alpha Arthur.” He starts stuttering as I approach him, but a punch to the nose sends him staggering back, blood already matting his lips like a thick coat. “You have less than 3 seconds to get out of my sight or I'll make sure you never see the light of day again.” Before I could finish, he grabbed his clothes and dashed out of the room. My eyes langly fell on the naked woman on the bed, taking in how sexy she looked. She was small, but her curves were one that belonged to a fully grown woman.

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

A few people around the table laughed,I stared down at my plate. The Alpha King's mother nodded thoughtfully before turning back to me. "Have you at least considered finding employment? A young woman should have something productive to do, work stress can help you lose weight too." I opened my mouth, Selena beat me to it. "Actually," she said with a laugh, "she has this little dream of becoming a model." I slowly turned to look at her. What? I had told Mom that in confidence months ago. How the hell did Selena even know?

A well-dressed woman in the next seat overheard and leaned over. "You're Professor Lillian Doyle, right? The micro-expression expert who's always on TV? I've heard so much about you!" Her eyes lit up. "Your analysis is amazing. Nothing gets past you." "Thank you." Mom smiled modestly and lifted her chin. Floating above them, I gave a silent, bitter smile. Mom... This time, you were dead wrong. I suddenly remembered being little, before Mom became world-famous. Back then, her eyes held nothing but love for me.

Does she want everyone at the mall begin to question her upbringing when they finally realise our relationship ? "Mom! Please!!" I asked her again to change out of the dress. However, she refusing, saying it wasn't anything bad to dress sexy. I didn't know that, grandma's dress sexy or does this only imply to my mom?. We were still on the topic when a man approached my mom and then asked her for her number.. And without hesitation , my mom wrote down her phone number to the strange man at the mall, however, he wasn't the only man that had approached my mom and asked for her number..

He woke up the next day with a bad hang over and missing his wife. "Where are you Rosita." he said to himself HOLLANDS' MANSION Nichole took her laptop, edited the video, blurred her face and used a different number to send it to Mad. Flora and the rest of the family except Clifford. "All...done..!" she clasped her arms and fell happily on the bed in satisfaction Mad. Flora was busy with some documents when she heard a bing on her phone. She checked and it was a video file. She opened and was shocked with what she saw.

Next, she instructed her assistant, "Stop paying for Mrs. Jefferson Senior's medical bills so that Mr. Jefferson understands what real cruelty looks like." Jessica turned to me. "The payment for your mother's bills can last for another week at most. During that time, think carefully and decide whether you will crawl back to me on your knees and beg for my forgiveness." She laughed smugly, as if she were certain that I would never gamble with my mother's life. But Jessica… A few months ago, the nurses had given me notice after notice about Mom's critical condition. I called Jessica again and again, begging her to visit my mother one last time.

At that moment, my attention was completely consumed by Aunt Maggie's voluptuous figure. I barely registered a word she said. Watching her breasts spill out from her clothes as her hands pressed them together, I couldn't help but imagine how they'd feel beneath my fingers. But would she get angry at me? Would she tell my parents? Then again, after what she did in my room that night… Screw it. I couldn't hold back any longer. I reached out and grabbed her bare flesh.