Mother-daughter Novels Novels & Stories

Now she realized how despicably vile he truly was. She never expected him to stoop so low as to threaten her with her own biological mother..." Faced with Lorneauxs' indifference, Claire's obsidian eyes appeared dark and despairing. Her only weakness was her mother, who had toiled for most of her life and finally found happiness. How could Claire bring herself to ruin it? Lorneauxs had clearly seized upon her vulnerability. "Feels good. Can't be bothered to change," he said, his lips sensual, his expression elusive.

My assistant nodded, “Apparently Voss's daughter fell in love with a commoner and was disowned. This girl grew up completely away from the cartel.” A socialite, the word alone was enough to sour my mood. I had never understood the fascination women like her had with a life that amounted to nothing. They attended parties, smiled for cameras, wore clothes that cost more than most people's houses and spent their days deciding which charity gala was worth showing their faces at. And when it is time, their entire ambition is to marry into a wealthy family who could afford to maintain the lifestyle they had grown accustomed to. I flipped through her profile and almost scoffed. The eldest daughter

Although not enough to convince me she'd be into that sort of thing for real. On the Literotica site she predominantly read submissive women stories which included a wide range from gangbang, interracial, lesbian, illustrated and incest. Stories like: 'Backseat Mommy', 'What Mom Doesn't Know Fucks Her', 'Pet Mommy' and 'Mommy Slut'. In most of those, the mother was submissive to her son. Not going to lie, I almost burst right then and there. I pulled out my cock and stroked it as I read the entire "Mom-Son" series.

"You will have my answer tomorrow, MJ. Now, excuse me and your mother, she will need a lot of convincing to do." "Dad! Yucks." Then they left her alone in the library while he carried his mom away, squirming and laughing in his arms. MJ rolled her eyes. Maybe she will just pick something to read tonight. Roaming and scanning the selves, she murmured the titles and tried to select something that will prick her interest. E.L. James. Done. Stephanie Laurens. Done. Julia Quinn. Done. Bored with her mom's romance section, she went to her dad's big tomes of history books.

After taking my mother to court for the tenth time, I lost again. A reporter tracked me down. "Your mother picks through garbage just to put you through school," she said, "so why do you keep suing her?" I looked up at her. "Can you follow her in secret for ten days? Hidden camera, around the clock. Do that, and I'll tell you the truth." The first footage went up the very next day. By nightfall, I was the most hated woman on the internet.