My Mom My Love Novels & Stories

She picked it up, tracing the contours of her mother's smiling face, her heart aching with longing. "I miss you, Mom," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I wish you were here, guiding me through this darkness. I need your strength now more than ever." As tears streamed down her cheeks, Katara found solace in the memories of her mother's unwavering love. She remembered the way her mother had always encouraged her to follow her heart, to find her own path to happiness. It was a reminder that love, despite its complexities and hardships, was worth fighting for.

my mom walked towards me as she grabbed her bag from the coffee table, “you’re still young and confused. But when you feel it, why don’t you give it a try?” I coughed and let out a soft chuckle. “Mom… what are you talking about? This is not about love—” “I didn’t mention love, but you said it. This means you like him or…” she smiled at me, “—you already love him.” I laughed. “Love is not to be felt that easy.” “Who knows? There is love at first sight, love at first touch, love at first misunderstanding… who knows when will this love—”

Smiling at her reaction, I moaned out, "That's it, Mom, let your inner slut come out to play. Show me how much you love my hard cock. Tell me how hot I'm making you." Mom didn't miss a beat. She immediately cried out, "Baby, I love your big hard cock. I'm going to suck that cock every chance I get to prove that I love it. Fuck, baby, you're fucking Mommy's pussy so good! I want to orgasm with that hard cock inside me every day from now on. Fuck Mommy's wet pussy, baby! Fuck me deep and hard! Break that pussy! Oh, baby, you're such a good boy!"

Inside every letter, I begged and pleaded for her to see me once more. She sat on the ground and read every one of them. Her tears soaked into the paper, causing the ink to bleed until the words disappeared. In my last letter, I wrote, 'Mom, you don't love me in this life, please love me in our next lives.' The sun shone in through the window, tinting Wendy's black hair with a golden hue. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to have deepened. She had aged by over a decade in just one night.

“Don’t pull away from me, Bev. We’re meant to be. I know it. You know it too.” Tears sprang to my eyes instantly. I tried to push him away again, but my arms felt weak, traitorous. “This is wrong,” I choked out, my voice breaking. “I can’t keep doing this to Mom. She talked to me the other night… she loves you. She thinks you’re her second chance. I can’t keep betraying her like this. It’s killing me.”

"Maybe. I didn't know if bad mom was gonna be back." Oh, fuck. I looked down as Mom slid her lips over the end of my cock. So fuckin' warm and wet. Ashley is good but mom, oh man. She took half of me, more than Ashe can, and came back up and off and looked up at me, my cock resting against her cheek. "Do you want bad mom?" An older couple walked right next to the truck, didn't look in, but if they had... Now I understood my mom. She's a freak and I love her. I touched her hair, "I love my mom. I love bad mom."

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

She flung the blanket back onto my body with all her strength. "How much did you sneak and eat? I was only gone for a few hours, and you turned yourself into this? Were you so greedy that you were about to clear out the whole fridge? Look at you now! You look like an overinflated pig! Gosh, you disgust me!" Mom was shaking with anger, her chest heaving violently. "How did I give birth to such a useless thing with zero sense of self-control? Where's the body fat scale? Where's the monitor? Didn't you see it was flashing red? Why'd you still eat? Were you trying to stuff yourself to death?"

The only thing separating us was my shorts and her thong. Mom leaned forward and sliding her arms around my neck hugged me close to her. I could feel her hot breath on my neck, as well as her hard nipples pressing into my chest. This can't be happening I thought, it was a dream! A fucked up... "Matt," Mom said softly in my ear. "I love you." "I...I love you too Mom." "I know you do honey, and that's why we do this, so we can show that love to each other."

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.