Naughty Mommy Novels & Stories

"But, sis—" "Vance, I'm not like you. You say I'm smart, just like Aeickel, but compared to Aeickel, you, Lei, and aunt Aiyell, I have no talent for other things. I couldn't act and be a model like you. I couldn't be funny like Leickel. Unlike Aeickel, I couldn't be both handsome and gorgeous at the same time. I couldn't be as strong and beautiful as sis Aiyell. I was just plain and simple, and I couldn't do anything about it." "Sis. . . ."

Or why Quinn decided to be the mothering type with his son. "Does this thing ever stop crying?" Quinn questions him as he comes in. He sets down his brief case on the floor beside the couch. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ "No not much" chuckles Donovan. "Look at you. Feeding him like a pro" "He is sort of cute when he is not puking or pooping on me" laughs Quinn. "Why are you here exactly Quinn?" he asks her. "I came to be your nanny. Well I thought about it. I want to be more than your nanny. I want to be your wife. I could be the mommy. You can be the daddy. Let's play house" Quinn coos at him.

Feelings of regret for the baby are getting bigger. “Honey, you can't be naughty, okay, you can't be naughty. Poor Mommy, especially when you move house, who will help calm you down if you continue to be like this. You and your Mommy and Daddy have to be independent." TBC (TO BE CONTINUED)

Nate asked again this time his face looking really serious. " Isn't obvious already? I came back to meet you, my baby, so we could make a beautiful and healthy baby" Betsy said as she tried to hug Nate. Nate just did side step and she missed him, Betsy Pouted at Nate's unreasonable behaviour. " shameless" Quinn said as she fold her arms together and was so angry at Betsy behaviour but any time she remembers all the evidence Betsy had against her, it made her feel helpless as she made her way back to the stairs.

Ch-4 --------------------- Mom: "Oh, sweetheart, you ARE so naïve! Do you think a woman of my upbringing would let an amateurish oaf like you do her nails? And about the consummation, what is the rush? I finally feel refreshed after the flight and have a lot of shopping stored up inside me. That last thing, a family? You and me? That is absolutely precious! I'm afraid to tell you this: sure, I COULD have a baby at this age, but my figure would be ruined and hard as hell to rectify. Besides, what good is having a baby if you can't make your girlfriends jealous. I mean, you ARE a hunk, but I can hardly introduce my own son to them, now could I? Now, don't look so glum, be a dear, and put this

mommy says entering the house, I ran toward her, everyone is evil here, no one likes me, I cried into her chest, they want to wash my face, I'm called a baby and no one is playing with me. "Mommy," I say with more tears, I couldn't get the word out of my mouth, not when I'm overwhelmed like this. "For god's sake, she's quick," Nat says coming down after me. "I know, what did you do to make her run?" mommy asks her, yeah, they're the bad ones here. "I said, I want to wash her face, Rila got a make-up set, and I don't think it's meant for her age," Nat says, making mama groan.

Thankfully, Angela could already speak, and she believed that soon enough, Angela would tell her the answer herself. Coming back to her senses, Haley met Owen's gaze and softly said, "Angela doesn't understand what 'dad' means, so she called him the wrong name. But you should know what 'mommy' means. I'm not..." "Your mommy,” Owen finished for her. “Besides, don't you already have a mommy?" Haley asked quietly. Owen's eyes suddenly turned red. He bit his lower lip and replied stubbornly, "Even if I do, so what? I don't like her anyway. That selfish woman doesn't deserve to be my mommy!"

Mom has her back to me and is bent over uncle Harry's desk, still in just her tank top and panties. What a sight! Mom's panty-clad ass looks so hot! Bent over like this, the thin material is tucked up around her cheeks, defining her perfectly round globes. Christ! I can't believe the life I'm suddenly leading. I just fucked a beautiful black woman, while being watched by a sexy white teenage girl, who is now waiting upstairs for me to eat her pussy and my mom is running around half naked, probably waiting to jack me off in the shower again. Un-fucking-believable!

Who had started a twitter feed to masturbate to young men wishing they were her son. "Good answer," Mom told him as she worked the panties partway down her hips. "Now be a bad boy and tell me why you want me to take them off." "So I can see your perfect little ass and that sweet pussy." "Cunt," Mom whispered. "Pussy is young girls. I'm a woman, baby." She pushed her panties lower, slowly revealing her ass, but stopped. "I want to hear you say it." Craig paused, then looked back over his shoulder at the picture on the lap top of mom's pussy from behind. Looking back at her he smiled.

She is so fed up with her mom’s childish behavior and makes a fuss by treating all the places as courts where she stands in robes while making a show on stage. Natty feels greatly disappointed in her mom who loves to blame others and never behaves like an adult. She never even existed when Natty needed her, now suddenly making a fuss while referring to herself as a mom. Natty is even sadder because she looks at her mom continuing to insult the girl she loves as an evil influence-carrying witch, and she looks at for herself how Gale remains silent and accepts all those insults like a guilty person.