Mother X Daughter Novels & Stories

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.

she grinned. Melanie grinned softly rubbing her hands under her daughter's cheek "I did what was right my dear, you're my child and it is my responsibility as your mother to protect you and make sure you are happy, don't you think so?" She arched her brow. Brenda threw her hands around her mother's waist hugging her tightly "thank you so much mummy, I love you" she lifted up her beautiful eyes gazing at her mother's face. Melanie felt her heart melt just like the ice-cream does in her mouth, she felt happy and at the same happy to have such a daughter who was so sweet "I love you too Brenda" she kissed her cheek and rubbed her back continously.

The door behind him was thrown open, giving a clear view of Jillian and Maisie scuffling with each other. "I won't let you get what you want!" Jillian screamed at the top of her lungs. "Every woman who seduces Daddy must die! Daddy belongs to me and me alone! No one can take him away from me!" Fresh blood flowed down Maisie's leg. She grabbed a fistful of Jillian's hair and ruthlessly slapped her behind. "It's no wonder your mother looks like she's seen a ghost every time she looks at you. You little beast! Not only does your own mother hate you, but your father despises you too!

As they argued from the hotel back home, the atmosphere grew colder and heavier. Mom kept talking, recounting her years of suffering and love for him. "Liam, do you even realize how much I've sacrificed for you over the years?" Mom sobbed uncontrollably. This was a moment of utter defeat and vulnerability I had never seen from her before. "You've always been my priority; I don't even think about anything else! Is this how you repay me in the end?" Mom clutched Dad's collar, crumpling it in the process. Even so, Dad remained motionless as he stood there cold and detached while Mom screamed her heart out.

She said grumpily, "Mommy, can you be more direct?" She was really defeated by her mother. Couldn't she be more tactful? After all, she was also a girl. Hehe... Seeing that her precious daughter was angry, Mother Xu smiled awkwardly and said, "Mommy is just curious!" However, his daughter's temper was really... She didn't know which family's son would be so unlucky that he would fall into her daughter's hands. However, she didn't know this at all. Otherwise, she would have been pissed off by her mother.

“I won’t tolerate disrespect.” His face was full of disgust. “Tame your woman, Beta, or else I won’t mind helping you tame her.” “You are no Alpha of mine,” Mother spat, her hands fisting in his shirt despite the danger. “My daughter is worth a thousand of you.” “Let. Go. Of. Me.” “Never!” she howled. “She is my heart walking around outside my body. She is everything good in this world.” “Enough!” Father roared. “Stop defending that mistake!”

Just before the new school term started, my daughter's parent group chat, which had been quiet for ages, suddenly announced that the first parent-teacher meeting of the semester would be held that night. The rule was: both parents had to attend. A long string of "Got it" followed. I was about to reply when I noticed someone had beaten me to it. A guy with a family photo as his profile picture sent a voice message. "I'm Emma Sullivan's dad. We'll be there!" I froze. I clicked into the member list and checked repeatedly. My daughter's name was Emma Sullivan. He said he was Emma's dad. Then who the hell was I? I immediately called my wife. Before I could say a word, I heard her cheerful v

I cover the phone as I suck in a breath. “Yeah,” I manage. “I’d love to see them too. Missing Nathan and Freya’s handfasting sucked—but thanks for livestreaming it for me.” “We missed you too, Ryder. But with the way things are…” He trails off. He doesn’t need to finish that sentence. “How’s Mama? And you? You two keeping busy now that you’re not Luna and Lune anymore?” I tease, trying to lighten the mood. “Mama’s volunteering at the preschool. That she-wolf wants some grandpups bad.” Dad laughs. “And I’m busy at the garage. Wyatt’s thinking of selling it.”

Because even though my relationship towards my father was kinda tough, my mother was like the sun that melts away the coldness of his treatment. "Absolutely," she nodded, her gaze drifting to the blooming flowers. "It's a journey of discovery, of nurturing a new life while discovering new facets of yourself." Our conversation drifted into shared moments of motherhood—her experiences nurturing me, guiding me through life's twists and turns. In that garden, amidst the tranquility of nature, I felt the depth of her love and the timeless connection between a mother and her child. The stories she shared painted a picture of love and strength, affirming the profound impact of a mother's love from