Momma Jokes Novels & Stories

She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.

I hesitated, smiling comically before resting my head back on the pillow. "Ehen, even at that... Who are you shy of in this house?" my mom chuckled as she teased -- she was always fond of taunting me so she could have a good laugh. "Mmom!... Like seriously?" I exclaimed startlingly with a surprised look on my face as I laughed - throwing a pillow at her feet. "So mummy can not tell jokes again?" she concluded rhetorically while laughing and was about turning to leave when my room door resounded with brief knockes.

I said hugging her tightly. They started making plans how to torture my husband and I think I am going to enjoy this. "Oh common guys I am hungry," I said smiling. "You won't eat this time right," Mumma asked suspiciously making me blush. "Don't tell me I am going to be Grandma," My mother-in-law joked looking at me and I nodded my head making them squeal in surprise. Both mothers started jumping like school girls making me irritate. Why I have to be in this alien family?

Mom giggled at my words and nodded enthusiastically, before excitedly saying, "Baby, I can't wait to wake you up in the morning by sucking your hard cock. I'm going to make good use of your morning wood." With this, we stopped talking, as Mom continued her enthusiastic bouncing on my hard cock and I continued to grope and massage her breasts. We held each other's gaze as our orgasms grew nearer. Mom pressed her chest forward, pushing her breasts into my hands as she giggled adorably. I continued to thrust my hips up to meet her downward bounces, driving my hard cock deeper into her pussy. Gazing into my eyes with an excited smile on her face, Mom gushed, "Baby, your big cock fills Mommy's pu

Even though I've tried to be quiet, they always have a way of bothering me. I also slapped Sonya for no reason. That time, Sonya made fun of Mom, who had been in a coma for years. She used to call me a motherless child. She also said that I was born from a mummy. I was so angry when she made fun of Mom and me.

"Kaiden and Roman would have such a field day if they ever heard me telling something like that." "Well, good thing I'm not a dad. Hey, do you want to hear a joke about construction? I'm still working on it." I choke on my own saliva in an effort to groan louder than Dad, but I have to admit mom's lame jokes are taking my mind off the stinging pain and desire in my body. "Then there's the one about the clown who visited his cousin in Austra—" Dad opens his mouth to cut her off, but he's interrupted by a loud banging on the front door.

So, I ate my breakfast…fast… “Ma, why did you wake me up so early? The princess was finally going to kiss me but you woke me up. You’re such a killjoy, Mom,” I joked, laughing. But Mama’s brows just met as she frowned when she looked at me, and by that, I knew that she took my joke seriously. “Ouch! Ouch! Let go of my ears mom!” I shouted when she pinched my ear and pulled it lightly.

She was smiling and laughing more… with Dad! In the last video, Mom sat up her own, unaided on the bed. And with a big grin on her face, she smiled radiantly at Dad as she thanked him for bringing her her best dessert…jello. Then looking into the camera, she smilingly said, “Look at me, conquering spoons, my darlings! Your Momma is surely the queen of comebacks!” she winked. The time stamp of the video read 1:07 pm.

Mom: if you claim you love this girl, then do what would make her happy Me: what if I can't. Mom: what if you can? I sighed Me: should I make you proud? She smiled Mom: at least, for once. Make momma proud by doing the right thing I chuckled quietly