My Friend's Hot Soccer Mom Novels & Stories

I moved closer, "Mommy, you also didn't mention that everybody else in this family was a pervert hypocrite." Mommy's eyes went wide, and she gripped Sarah's full breasts as she orgasmed all over her daughter's face. That set Sarah off. She grunted into mommy's pubic hair and I watched as a gusher rocketed out of her pussy, splashing off daddy's belly as he groaned. "Oh, baby, cum for daddy. Daddy's gonna fill you up." With a plunge and a groan, he came inside his daughter. Mom panted, "Yeah grand, ain't it? I don't think any of our friends do this, but I have my suspicions."

“What, you think my mom’s too old or not hot enough?” “No, she looks great for her age,” I replied. “Admit it..she’s hot,” Lila pressed. “Absolutely,” I said quickly. “Would you fuck her if you had the chance?” she asked boldly. I shrugged, unsure what to say. Lila smirked. “I can picture your cock sliding into Mom’s pussy. It turns you on, doesn’t it? You’re so horny right now that if you touched yourself you’d explode thinking about her.” “Yes… I would,” I admitted. “Your mom is incredibly hot.”

“Are you trying to collapse again?” I nearly jumped, and tripped over a small stone. The man standing a few feet away was tall and broad shoulders and wearing shorts and nothing else. His dark hair fell just above his eyes, and the way he looked at me made me look away. It was my step father-in-law, Damian Blackwell. “I… I—” I stammered and straightened my back, trying to appear stronger than I felt. “I don’t need a babysitter.” “You’re out here in the cold,” he said, taking a few steps closer. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”

I consider myself lucky with my boss, who is literally the best. “I can’t believe we are in a VIP area, this is insane. So cool,” she says as she reaches for her large diet coke drink. Blakes’s dad gives her a smile. It’s the same broad smile that his son has. Roxy laps it all up. My mom pats her knee, ever the mother that she is. I’m just glad my mother is up to coming out with us tonight. “Does your mom come to all the games?” Rachel asks me when my mother turns to speak with my stepdad.

"Monica is looking for a way to supplement her income. I bet she'd love to watch Chance on Saturdays." I stop chewing. "Do you think she'd go for it? I mean, that would be great. She's such an amazing mom." Chance is still sleeping soundly. Thank goodness. It's nice having a break from the crying. "Please," she says, waving her hand at me. "As long as you don't mind the baby tagging along to their soccer games and whatever else, I think it could be kind of perfect." "Yeah, I think it could work. Will you text me her number?"

Then it hits me and I frown, “and how do you know about hockey team gossip? I swear to God if I figure out if you are dating...Scratch that.. Even if you are talking to someone 18+ I will whop your ass June” June makes a face and yells towards the door, “MOM!! Jacob says he will whop my ass and he also said FUCK twice.” Oh, come on! I only said it once. Mom enters my room immediately. How? Was she standing outside my room? Ready to save her little girl all the time. “Jacob! “ She gives me a pointed look with her arms crossed. “Mom! she is probably dating someone way older than her. Check her phone.” “No, I am not… and check his phone. He probably watches porn all the time.”

Internally, she flinched at how her answer must have sounded. “Girl, you’re in the wrong business,” Maggie said. “That’s why I’m trying to get out of it.” “Well, if bloody bathtub pictures get you there.” Kate lifted her water bottle, as if to salute the idea. Sidney felt her skin crawl in prickles again. After the final inning, the moms congratulated each other on their sons’ win and diverged from the bleachers. Sidney took a deep breath, shoving her phone and her hands into her pockets as she turned to meet Cameron outside of the dugout. Where Aiden was waiting.

Mom:- I should come to the point, there is a girl who is my friend, daughter, she is coming here, with her parents, and my son you have to go on a date with her, stop studying for today, I know you are just revising. ferzi:- I am ready to go out with her, but on one condition, I want to compete with her together, I want to play illuminate games with her. Mom:- I know you bright students and you might clear that game too, but a mother can never allow her student to do such a stupid act I answer is no.

Derrick’s POV “Where’s mom?” Miguel shifts on the bench seat in front of me, his eyes scanning the constant flow of people entering the field where his soccer game is being held. Snickers can be heard from his teammates at his question, his teammates still not believing that he in fact does have a mother.

He screamed, “Woohoo! That was close! Elena, how are you this good at table soccer?” I bemused, “Well, I had a good coach while growing up. Courtesy of my mother. She taught me how to play foosball.” “Indeed, your mom was a very good coach; she taught you well,” Max complimented. The ball moved from one side of the table to the other. Max and I struggled to score a goal. I scored my third point, and Max had one point. Before you know it, Max requalized after I attempted to score my fourth point.