Moms Butts Novels & Stories

She touched his arm lightly. Daggy moved to check on Britty, who had fallen into a deeper sleep, her small chest rising and falling in the peaceful rhythm of childhood. She looked so much like Dynan it was almost painful, from the shape of her nose to the way her hair curled at the edges. "Daggy?" Lincoln's voice pulled her back to the present. "Mom called though, she told me about the shop incident. Are you okay? "I'm fine," she said quietly, smoothing down Britty's hair. "Those men at the shop really shook me up."

She felt like a failure as a mother. Sebastian nodded. "I'll take you there." Right now, she needed her son's company more than anything. After dinner, Sebastian drove Lisbeth to the hospital himself. They found Dennis lying bored in his hospital bed. The child was still weak and could do little more than rest. Seeing his mother, his face lit up. "Mommy." Lisbeth gently stroked Dennis's small face. "Mommy's here to see you. I'm staying with you tonight." At three years old, Dennis didn't understand much about the world. But he understood this. "Yay, Mommy stays."

Mom was in a rather youthful attire, wearing a pair of high-waisted hot pants today. Despite being in her forties, Mom still had the body of a 20-year-old, probably because she only had me. She exuded the charm of a mature lady. That was probably why Bryan screwed her. “I need a word with you, Carys,” Mom uttered out of the blue. I was still shell-shocked by it all. She took a glance at Bryan. “I’m pregnant.” I dropped my plate with a plop. Getting down to the floor, I immediately picked up the broken shards while my mind replayed what Mom had just said.

The moment the door closed, she rained down her accusations on me without restraint. “I warned you from the start, Serena, but you still went ahead and sabotaged Tara!” Tara lowered her gaze, her expression one of fragile innocence. She murmured softly, “Aunt Margaret, maybe it was an accident... Perhaps Serena just took the wrong file by mistake.” Her words only stoked Mom’s fury further. “How could it be a mistake? She’s clearly jealous and deliberately trying to harm you!” I laughed at the absurdity of it all. Mom, usually sharp and perceptive, remained willfully blind to Tara’s clumsy schemes. Her tricks were laughably transparent, yet they worked every single time.

Logan threw his woollen scarf to the ground. "I can still change," I spoke humbly. My chest was growing warm for some reason. I went back and came out in a black dress. Clearly, I've grown out of proportion since I became a mother. Moreover, a stressed mother. My plumpiness spilt around the underarm tucks. I didn't mind it. Helps me flaunt my natural beauty. But I was wrong. Leah walked out, flaunting in a red dress. Her baby bump didn't seem as obvious in this. Or maybe she was wearing a compressor - which is harmful to the fetus.

"I can't remember which unit I went into last night because I was drunk. And I also didn't see the guy's face because it was dark inside his unit." "Oh my goodness! What a beautiful fool!" Jana couldn't help but blurt out upon hearing what I said. "What will you do now if you suddenly get pregnant? Who will you introduce as the father of your child? Don't tell me you'll introduce me as the baby's daddy. I'll really strangle you to death, Alice. My looks are not for being a daddy, but for being a mommy, okay?"

“Tonight I want to be your complete whore. Use every single hole. Stretch me. Break me. Fill your slutty mommy until I can’t walk.” They descended on her like wolves. Within seconds she was on her knees surrounded by eight hard cocks. Mom went wild — sucking, licking, gagging, jerking them off with both hands while rotating between them. The wet, sloppy sounds of her throat getting fucked filled the room as two guys took turns shoving their thick shafts down her gullet. Spit poured down her chin and coated her bouncing tits. “Fuck yes… feed Mommy all these big cocks,” she gasped when they let her breathe. “I’m such a dirty gangbang slut… my son would be disgusted if he knew his mother was an

Mom said, "Oh, it didn't come off? Sorry, I'm getting old and weak. I'll make another cut right now." Mom aimed at the wound and struck several more times. She had never cooked, so she didn't know how to chop bones. After a few swings, she failed to sever the lower leg and only left several new gashes. Grayson watched helplessly as Mom raised and dropped the blade, adding fresh wounds to his body. The pain was so intense that his eyes turned bloodshot, the ruptured capillaries spreading across his eyeballs until they became a vivid, horrifying crimson. He cursed loudly, "You bitch! Kill me if you have the guts!"

Irritated, Barbara slapped him and said, "Why are you crying? No one died in this house." The five or six-year-old Jerry Miller cried and said sadly, "Mom is mean, Mom is a witch. I don't like Mom anymore!" Barbara, already in a bad mood, was even more angered by her son's public mockery, making her want to slap him again. The mother and son created a chaotic scene in the living room. Madam Martínez had a displeased expression and said calmly, "Haley, after signing the contract, come to my study with me."

Chapter 62: What it Takes to be a Mommy Kathleen’s P.O.V As the awkward silence continued, I moved my gaze away from Arthur, and turned back to Hayley, hoping that I could talk some sense into her, but what she said next nearly broke my heart. "Aren't you going to say something, Miss Kathleen? I want to stop calling you Miss Kathleen, it just doesn't feel right. I want to call you Mommy."