Nice Ass Mom Novels & Stories

"How've Natalie's grades been lately? My daughter keeps talking about how great Fairhaven University is. Natalie should work hard and get in as well. Wouldn't want all that effort from her extra year of studying to go to waste." A flicker of envy crossed Mom's eyes. "If she were even half as accomplished as Emily, I'd be happy." "Ms. Moore, you're so successful. Your daughter's bound to turn out great, too. Don't put yourself down just to compliment me," Emily said with a bright smile. At last, a smile spread across Mom's face. She opened her purse, counted 200 dollars, and handed the money to Emily. "Take it. You're grown up now. Keep some money on you."

She touched his arm lightly. Daggy moved to check on Britty, who had fallen into a deeper sleep, her small chest rising and falling in the peaceful rhythm of childhood. She looked so much like Dynan it was almost painful, from the shape of her nose to the way her hair curled at the edges. "Daggy?" Lincoln's voice pulled her back to the present. "Mom called though, she told me about the shop incident. Are you okay? "I'm fine," she said quietly, smoothing down Britty's hair. "Those men at the shop really shook me up."

Ace I stood there for a long minute, cock already hardening in my pants as I watched. Linda’s tongue flicked rapidly over Mom’s clit. Mom moaned loudly into Linda’s pussy, her hands gripping Linda’s ass. “Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. Linda lifted her head first, probably to shift positions. Her eyes met mine. She gasped sharply. “Mom—Ace!” she cried out. Mom’s head jerked up too, her lips were shiny, face flushed. Both of them stared at me, bodies still tangled, stunned into silence for a long beat.

After I secure a hundred-million-dollar business deal for the company, I receive a commission worth a million dollars. When I'm off to ask for maternity leave, the intern, Violet Lintell, shoots a nasty glance at my belly. "You really are a capable one, aren't you? Many of us have participated in the project, and yet all of our commissions aren't as lucrative as yours even when added together." I can tell that she's being passive-aggressive right now, so I respond to her as patiently as I can. "President Kinsley won't skim everyone out on their commissions. I'm just receiving my own commission based on the salary standards." I never know that Violet gets massively triggered by my respon

Afterward, I did the same thing a few times. No matter how absurd the situation became, as long as it involved Dad, Mom would completely lose her mind and throw herself into the chaos. If I sent a message through Dad's phone today, Mom would show up the next day, right on time, to beat someone to the ground. Eventually, Mom had a falling out with all her old friends. No one even invited her to play poker anymore. As the incidents piled up, Mom didn't notice anything unusual while the victims in the neighborhood banded together.

My younger brother bullied me at school until my liver ruptured. When I was carried into the nurse's office, I begged my mother to save me. She was the school nurse. But instead of looking at me, she rushed to my brother because he had a scrape on his wrist. "Mom, please. I'm dying." She slapped me across the face. "If you're so desperate to die, then die already! How did I end up with a heartless animal like you? What if your brother scars?" So I did exactly what she told me to do. I died. By the next night, my mother had lost her mind.

he says politely to my mom. "Nick, how are you? Please have a seat," my mom responds warmly. "Anything to drink while you wait?" she offers. "No, I'm okay, thank you, Ma," Nick replies graciously. "How is your mom?" my mom inquires. "She's doing well," Nick answers. Ava can’t resist her curiosity. "Is it a date or something?" she asks, her eyes sparkling with excitement. My mom playfully scolds, "Keep quiet, you're just too inquisitive." I smile to myself, finding amusement in their interactions.

I explained in a small voice. "Miscounted?" Mom spat, interrupting me. "You're the only one who didn't get anything. She was probably annoyed that you were trying to get one. Why must you be so greedy? You're so embarrassing! Will you only be satisfied when everyone ridicules me for raising such a greedy daughter?" A wave of stress crashed into me. I dug my nails into my arms and scratched myself until my skin turned raw and bloody. However, I didn't feel even an ounce of comfort.

​ “Sore but good!” ​ Mom nodded. “I can tell you are happy, but you still look so tired. Don’t worry, we won’t stay for long, so that you can get enough rest.” ​ “I’m happy to have you all here.” Cassie corrected. ​ “I know that you are. But your rest is important, my love. You did so good. We are so proud of you.” ​ “How do you feel being a mommy?” Mom asked. ​ Cassie chuckled, “surreal.”

bwahaha. Shameless! The ugly one got his revenge. "Are you sure, son? I can already see my future grandkids!" And with that, Mom suddenly rushed to the cashier. I just laughed. Mom was so energetic! She's the opposite of Mommy. Mommy's beauty is timid and can't break even a single glass, while Mom... Well, let's just say that all glass will be broken when you're with her! But I'm enjoying their company. They're fun to be with, and I'm just wondering why Zac doesn't like spending time with his parents.