Naughty Mom Stories Novels & Stories

"Yes, baby. Mommy has... a new job. I have to work late for a little while." Milo put his crayon down. "But you said you would finish your book soon. You said we could watch the movie about the robots." My heart broke. I walked over and kissed the top of his head. "I know, Milo. I promise, on the weekend, we will watch robots, aliens, and dinosaurs. Okay? But right now, Mommy needs to work to buy more kibble for Tom and Jerry." Milo looked at the cats, then back at me. He nodded slowly. "Okay. Tom eats a lot."

One time, Yara—totally brainwashed—stuffed pushpins in my shoes because I wouldn't let her eat ice cream with a cold. My feet came out looking like a crime scene. Even after I learned the truth, I told myself to hang in there for her sake. At least try to steer her back. Didn't matter what I did—nothing stuck. One day, Yara got so fed up with me she turned to Natalie and said, "Mom, this guy's so annoying. Why don't we just poison him?" Natalie didn't even flinch—she actually looked proud, like, 'wow', 'parenting goals.'

Why would she choose kindness when she could have twisted the knife? None of it makes sense. “Or when Aunt Sierra caught that tiny frog and it jumped on Mommy!” Nolan adds, grinning wide. “She ran around screaming, trying to get it off, and when Aunt Sierra tried to help, they both fell into a pit of mud! Mommy was so angry.” Nova bursts into laughter, clutching her stomach. “And that one time the three of them sneaked out to go to a haunted house and Mommy and Aunt Sierra ended up peeing their pants from fear!”

That’s not true! She must have been bribed by my mom! The livestream comments were already full of insults. [So we thought she was a pitiful kid, but she’s rotten to the core.] [I love seeing evil people shoot themselves in the foot. So satisfying!] [Her mom has been traumatized by her original family all these years… finally speaking out.] [I’m seriously afraid to have kids now. If I raise someone like Matilda, my life would be over.] Under pressure, I desperately connected with other relatives and friends.

“This is my playroom and I make the rules.” I heard him walk away. He was a liar too. He told me that Mommy was coming back but she wasn’t. Divorce, divorce, divorce. They were all liars. Even Aunty Charlotte. We were having breakfast together and I caught her lying. Aunty Charlotte always told me stories about Mom’s past. She told me all about the other kids that my mother loved more than me. But this morning, she made a mistake. She was telling me a story that she’d told me before. The one about a girl named Mira and the time that she hurt her knee and my Mommy held her and rocked her on her lap for hours.

Thanks for the support, guys. I just wanted to apologize because there was a small mistake in my translation of the English version of Hot Sugar Mommy. It was said in Chapter 48: Romana slipped in the bathroom and Roman asked how is her baby. Romana is not pregnant yet to this part. Even in Chapter 50 where Vincent mentioned whether the drug that Lalaine gave him would not harm the baby. I repeat Romana is not pregnant yet. Sorry 😆 My translation was wrong.

Natalie thought his smile was beautiful, and seeing him that happily made her feel happy. ‘What was the problem with you? The two of you seemed so devastated when you got here.’Nathan asked. Jonathan and Natalie looked at the end up not deciding who should talk about it. Natalie kept on signaling to her brother that he should say it, and Jonathan could not bring himself to do that. Natalie decided to tell Nathan how she had caught her mom cheating on their dad. That the other man was a colleague of their dad's, and they wanted to confront their mom but couldn't do so without any evidence.

he went off I called to mom to say about my condition mom : hey princess me : hi mom mom : why your voice is low are you not feeling well me : I'm not feeling well I'm feeling like throwing up and I'm feeling uneasy mom : did you got your periods me : no I don't know why I didn't got my periods mom : awww princess are you sure me : yeah mom I'm sure mom : I'm gonna become grandma how sweet me : what you're speaking mom mom : did naughty things now the result of your love is in your stomach

“What’s wrong, sweetheart? You didn’t think you were in control, did you?” My stomach twisted. “You just caught your husband and your daughter having sex! This isn’t a fucking game, Mom,” I snapped, gripping the blanket tighter. My mother arched a brow. “Oh, but it is, Ana.” She sighed, shaking her head. “You’ve always been so naive, haven’t you?” I swallowed hard. “You should be furious. You should be kicking him out.” My mother laughed— a dry, evil, long laugh. “Oh, sweetheart, I'm not an idiot," she cooed, stepping closer, lowering her voice. “You think I didn’t see this coming? You think I didn’t notice the way you looked at him? The way he watched you?”

“Keep going. Edge for me. Right to the brink. Then hold it.” I was shaking now. Thighs trembling, breath shallow. My clit was so sensitive every circle felt like fire. My pussy clenched around my fingers, greedy, dripping down my wrist. The wet sounds were faint but obscene under the blanket—slick, rhythmic, impossible to ignore if anyone got closer. Mom yawned. “I think we’re calling it. Bedtime.” Dad clicked the TV off. The room plunged into dim lamp light. They stood. Mom kissed my forehead. “Get some rest, sweetie.”