Mother In Asl Novels & Stories

~ARIEL~ "It is going to be okay," my mate's mother whispers softly to me as she pulls me into a comforting hug. Her eyes are filled with concern, yet there's a determined glint as she tries to reassure me during this tense moment. "I know it's hard to see or even think about, but it's something our family has to fight to overcome," she continues, her voice steady despite the worry flickering in her expression.

"Let's…call it a night." Mom's voice shook. "I'm so sorry. H-He's not feeling well."

Great moon goddess, give me strength. “I know you find Alisha tonne a wonderful girl,” I said to my mother who gestured for the maid to leave the trolley behind and make her exit. “But that doesn’t mean that I’m going to take these sort of changes lying down. This is my house,” I emphasized. “Well, Alisha is your mate. Don’t tell me that you forgot that,” my mother folded her arms and gazed at me in that imperious way that said, ‘I’m your mother. I know what’s better for you, son.’

She recounted the conversation she had with her mother on her deathbed few minutes before she died "Mom, you can't die now........ You can't leave me alone here....... You must not make that feel that she has succeeded in removing completely from Dad's life" Ashley said in tears to her mother "I want to stay also but it's hard for me. The other side is calling unto me daily. But promise me you would take care of yourself and I would be watching over you from the great beyond" her mother Marbel Brown said "Mom........ No don't make me promise......... You can't leave me alone........ Mom please....... Try to fight back" Ashley pleaded with her mother in tears

She moaned loudly, smacking her softly. “Ashley” “Mmm,” She answered, gulping the soup. “I carried you in my stomach for nine months, I know when something is eating up my child, the last time I came here I saw the look in your face. Ashley, I am your mother, and if there is anyone you should relate your problem with it should be me. Please tell me what is going on” Her mother pleaded almost in tears. Covering the soup “Mom please don't cry, if there is anything wrong with me I will tell you but for now it's nothing” She patted her mother’s back.

Mother sat in the living room, her back to me, a fragile figurine sculpted from sorrow. "Mom?" I called out, his voice rough with a torrent of emotions. She turned her face a map of tear tracks, eyes red-rimmed and raw. Relief and anguish warred within me as I rushed to her side, enveloping her in a hug that spoke of unspoken promises and fierce protectiveness.

Her head drooped in discomfort and wished to hide or run away. Moriom shook her head. "For goodness’ sake, you don't even know how attractive you are." The woman felt sorry for Asha for having no mother to guide her. Her Ma died when she was still ten years old and lived with a father who knew nothing about the ways to teach a budding daughter. "Just don't do that again. Okay?"

I got this. “My mother is the Moon Goddess.”

“Mi hijo! Look at you! So handsome, but too thin. Are you eating enough? No, of course not, you work too hard. Let me look at you!” “Mami,” I choke out, laughing as she finally releases me. “I’m fine.” She swats my shoulder. “Fine? You’re skin and bones!” Before I can protest, she’s turned her attention to Julie. “¡Y tú debes ser Julie!” Without waiting for a response, my mother pulls her into a hug that’s just as overwhelming, speaking rapid-fire Spanish into her ear. Julie stands frozen for a second, then pats my mom’s back, eyes wide.

Like Mom and son had invented their own language that only they could understand. "Oh yes. So good," Christine said, "My son. OH! My little boy. Not so little. Ha ha! His cock. My cunt. Oh fill it, baby. Fill me up. Please. Mommy... It's OK. Need it. So bad. Oh you're doing so good for Mooommmmy!"