Mother X Daughter Novels & Stories

She could raise three children by herself, but her mother couldn't even raise a daughter. Such a shame on her! She least expected that from her. " I know you've married into the Banks family. I work for Banks Anderson and you know him, right? So, don't come to me again. Just pretend that you don't know me because if you don't, I will make sure you pay for it!" She said angrily. She did not want anything from this selfish woman! " But why? You're still my daughter and I can even help you with your work. Thank goodness I know him!”

he said, panting with exertion. Thea didn’t waste another word on him, heading straight for Madam Moore’s room. Master Moore stood, watching his daughter’s retreating figure, her frail body seeming to defy her indomitable will, like a small but fierce wolf going its own way. She had once said their father - daughter bond was over, and she certainly never called him "father" again. How could a daughter be so bitter towards her own father?

I start moving my hips around, sliding my stiffening cock in and out a little bit. "Already? My, you are something, Jack," Mom says, pushing her tongue between my lips and kissing me passionately. She flexes her pussy muscles, massaging my cock as it moves in and out a little farther. "If you knew what your daughter was doing, you'd understand why I'm recovering already, Mom. She's tonguing my asshole and massaging my balls. I can't help but get hard again." "My aren't you two the adventurous ones. I suppose you've been fucking each other for a while, haven't you?" Mom looks me in the eye as she asks this.

Mandy got up and came over to sit on my lap, moving my erect penis to make room. "Daddy, what are we doing?" I gently fondled her young breasts, "I think, baby girl, we're doing what we really want to do." Mandy reached down and took my cock in her hand, moving me so the tip nestled at her entrance, "How was mom last night?" I felt her wetness on the head of my cock. My daughter moved just a little, teasing me. "Baby, she was amazing. Your mom is a sex goddess." Mandy pouted, "Better than me?"

"Mom, after discharge, I want to go home with you." Soha's eyes glistened with tears as she leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on Sukoon's forehead. "Of course, my love. Home is where you belong, and we'll be there together." The room was filled with an unspoken understanding, a connection between mother and daughter that transcended words. Sukoon's eyelids grow heavy as the weariness of her journey through recovery took its toll. Soha continued to hold her daughter's hand, a silent promise of unwavering support and love.

“Thank you, Your Honor. Ladies and gentlemen of the court, I stand before you today representing a mother who is fighting for the custody of her precious daughter. This is not just a legal battle, but a mother’s fight to protect her child and give her the life she deserves. The bond between a mother and her child is one of the most sacred and unbreakable relationships in the world. The mother, in this case, has been the primary caregiver for her daughter since birth, and she has always put her daughter’s needs first. She has provided a safe, stable, and loving home for her child, and has done everything in her power to give her the best life possible.

Bella quickly moved closer, tears filling her eyes again. “Mama…” she whispered, holding her mother’s weak hand. Her mother turned her head slowly and looked at her. Her lips parted, and though her voice was faint, the words carried heavy weight. “Bella, my daughter,” she said slowly, pausing to catch her breath. “You are my only child… my only daughter. I love you with all my heart. All I want is the best for you.” Bella squeezed her hand, shaking her head. “Mama, please don’t talk like this. You’ll be fine.”

Celeste “My dear daughter,” my mother said from my doorway, her lips twisting into a smile. “What about what I asked you to bring tonight? I’m sure you obeyed your mother, right? You brought the files?” “Yes, Mother,” I replied, standing up from my bed. Her face lit up instantly. She crossed the room and grabbed my arms. “Good,” she whispered. “You did the right thing, honey.” “Thank you, Mom,” I said with a smile. “I’ll always be your baby girl, right?”

my voice cracked . '' You are my daughter , I don't need to be your mother ….I .Am. your . Mother and mother's are never off duty " we both chuckled emotionally . " I love you" " I love you too " I hugged her tightly .

Sasha moaned and made fists in her mother's hair. Watching a mother eat her daughter's freshly fucked cunt, knowing it was the daughter I'd made with her, knowing it was my cum she was tasting inside her, my body just forgot the fact that I'd cum minutes before. My cock stood straight out, pointed at the display in front of me.