Mom Son Impregnate Novels & Stories

Under the photo was a voice message. "Kyla, look at this!" Mom's voice exploded through the quiet room. "Is Bruce cheating on you? Don't be stupid!" Then she forwarded an article. [Don't Forgive a Cheater During Postpartum Recovery: Once a Cheater, Always a Cheater.] Every word screamed divorce. I tightened my grip on my phone as cold spread through my body. *** Ever since I was a kid, Mom kept saying we were broke. As the older sister, I had to sacrifice more.

"Fuck, yes. Put a baby in me. Put a baby in your mother's womb; the womb you came out of." I reached down and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back so I could kiss her. Her tongue was eager and willing, and her body, already excited, was responding to my touch. My cock was rock solid as it jackhammered in and out of Mom's wet cunt. Like I said, I hadn't had to do anything to make her more horny: Mom was ready for sex, anytime, anywhere, and I hadn't even had to do anything. Well, except for making her want me. And, of course, getting her to start going to a fertility clinic.

I gasped in shock. " Why is it impossible?" mom asked with a raised brow after calming down with the happiest expression ever on her place," I think it is perfect. My son just found his mate. All this time, his mate was with him, and he was unaware of that. I need to go and congratulate." my mom begins to leave when I stopped her. "Mom, but she is our cousin. A Petriokias." I reminded her, " There must be a mistake. He must be mistaken."

“Your holes are still sloppy from the club. Feels even better now that you’re carrying the family seed.” Mom pressed close in front of me, her soft warm body rubbing against mine. She latched onto my leaking nipple and sucked hard, the wet pull sending sharp jolts straight to my clit while warm milk flowed into her mouth. “Mmm… tastes sweeter already, baby,” she whispered, her hot tongue swirling. “Mommy thinks Daddy’s seed took root deep inside you.” Uncle Marcus woke up horny too, his rough hand sliding over my belly. “Let’s check this womb properly today. No pulling out ever again.”

He quickly asked them, “Alright. Tell me. What do you guys know about this Mason guy?” London was the first to answer. “Well,” he started slowly, as though savoring the moment of suspense. “Let me put it this way… Mason is totally smitten with Mom! He proposed to her in the most dramatic and romantic way you can think of! I mean, he took her out for a picnic under the blue sky, with a bottle of champagne and candles all around. Then he made her walk across flower petals just to get to him and presented her with a gorgeous diamond ring like out of a fairytale movie!”

I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. "Well, he's the father of my son," I said, my voice shaking slightly. Mitchell's eyes widened in surprise. "What?!" she exclaimed, her voice full of shock. "But... how?" she slapped a palm over her mouth to control her voice. "It was a mistake," I said, my voice trembling as I struggled to find the right words. "I don't want to call Liam a mistake, because he's anything but that. But it was a mistake for us to... well, for us to do what we did. We were both drunk, and it just happened." I paused, taking a deep breath to steady myself. "And I didn't find out I was pregnant until after he sent me away. I couldn't tell him, and I didn't want to." My

My mom said excitedly. Just as I was about to respond, the doorbell went off. “That must be him, I'll be right back.” I waited for her to answer the door. A moment later, my mom returned, and I came in contact with a face I didn't expect to see anytime soon. "Maya," my mom said, smiling brightly. "This is Daniel, my boyfriend."

Enough was enough. "That boy whom you calling your son, will never be yours," I snapped. "He may be yours by blood but I will make sure you don't even get an inch closer to him. He is mine, my son, mine and mine alone. I took care of myself during my pregnancy, I gave birth with no one by my side, I raised him alone for fuckin five years. Don't you ever think for even a moment that I will ever let you into his life. If you want to become a father, go knock up your stupid mistress."

"Soon, father and mother met each other, fell in love, and got married. Though mom was not from a relatively rich family, she was more intelligent, beautiful, and elegant than Ou Mi, which only fueled her anger. At that time, she tried various methods to create a rift between dad and mom. But every time, her plan failed because of mutual understanding between the couple." "Mom didn't have a child even after two years of marriage. It was not because she couldn't, but because she was too young, and dad didn't want her to give birth that early. But this was a piece of good news for Ou Mi. On every family occasion, she would try to create doubt in mom's heart. She would give examples of her own

I knelt down in front of him. “ Not everyone is naive like you, mom,” he smirked proudly. I felt so embarrassed, why did he know such things? Or maybe I'm overthinking things? It's common for kids to have a misconception about how conception works and be sure they are right. “ I know exactly what you're thinking, Mom. I read somewhere that it's easier for a male omega to get pregnant with a dominant alpha and for a male recessive omega, pregnancy chances are higher when their rut and heat clashes,” he went on and on. I buried my head in the bedsheets.