Nude Mothers Novels & Stories

I just need him to myself! We crawled into bed to cuddle and fell asleep. Matthew It didn’t even cross my mind that I had been neglecting my mate in my worry for our triplets. I am nervous they will all be Super wolves. I am nervous because of the new era three girls means for our pack. I’m nervous I’m not going to be a good father. I am scared. So scared! After Jeremiah fell asleep I needed to get away. I am so overwhelmed. I decided to go for a walk along the beach. I found a beautiful rock formation a bit higher up and got comfortable laying on them staring at the moon. It was peaceful.

"Jody, let's put on a 'Mother & Daughter' show for your dad, I'm sure that will get his cock hard for Ginger in no time." "Oh yeah, that could work," said daddy dear, "But, let's get a drink first, take five everyone." Once we all caught our breath and had something to drink, we all sat on the big bed in a circle. It was strange, yet strangely comfortable sitting around naked with Jody and her parents. It was like being naked together was normal. "Okay, Jody, get over there with your mum and let's get the 'Mother & Daughter' show started. I'm still a virgin here you know," I said with a sarcastic smirk.

"Stuff some more trash in there. Trash deserves a trash can for a locker." At noon I went to the locker room to change my shoes. I had just come through the door when I saw Venetia and a few other rich girls throwing garbage into my locker. It was packed so full the door would not close. My coat and my shoes were in the actual garbage can. Venetia raised an eyebrow when she saw me come in. "Good. Now you've seen it. You aren't welcome at this school. Trash belongs where it belongs. "I'll give you one more week to leave on your own. Otherwise, I've got other ways to deal with you." I answered coldly, "You don't get to decide who stays at this school." Venetia gave a soft laugh and drew one im

Her long legs were sheathed in black stockings—long, straight, and impossibly alluring. She leaned one hand against the doorframe, her body curving with extreme seduction. I stared, dumbstruck. What in the world was going on? Arielle's mother spoke. "Neil, thanks for taking care of Arielle all this time. That silly girl is a handful—you must've had it hard." I waved my hands quickly. "Not at all, not at all." Then she stuck out her tongue and let out a breathy moan that sent a shiver straight through me.

ALEXANDRE Morning stretches over a suspended city. Newspapers pile up on sidewalks, screens scream the same words, the same images: my mother handcuffed, flanked by officers, the face I've always known so self-assured, now broken. I remain here, behind the walls of Lyra's family home, unable to move, unable to understand. My mother, Diane D., arrested at dawn. The scandal finally has a face. I saw her on the videos: the door forced open, her coat thrown over her shoulders, her terrible calm as she descended the steps. No cries, no resistance. Just that calm of those who know the truth will eventually strike.

"I've had it with you! Do I look like a pushover, huh?" Unaccustomed to such humiliation, Mom struggled to her feet to teach the women a lesson. But her two fists were no match for so many opponents, and she was ultimately forced back to the floor. The women she had bullied over the years punched and kicked her while she lay there helpless, curled up on the floor, protecting her face as best as she could. She was acting just like I used to. For the first time, Mom was defeated by those women. The series of blows she had suffered left her on the brink of madness—more so than ever.

I met Mom's gaze and asked calmly, "Is this how you treat your own daughter?" "Shut up! You're a bastard! Who do you think you are to be my daughter? You should look in the mirror and see what you really are! If I had a daughter, she'd be like Annie, not you—a little brat!" Her hatred ran deep. Even though I said I would stop caring, her words still made my heart ache with discomfort. The venue fell silent as everyone listened to Mom's insults. Aunt Monica remained quiet, and Annie looked at me with pity. Only Uncle Zach frowned, trying to calm Mom down.

Mother and daughter had incredible bodies. Mum's figure belied the fact that she had given birth to twins. While her breasts had expanded from a 36D to a 36DD cup, they were still amazingly firm for a woman of her age. She sported large, bullet nipples, which were clearly visible through whatever blouses or t-shirts she wore. My God, the hours I spent fantasising about those beautiful buds!!

"Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously." "Yeah. Me, too." The matron beamed at her pleasingly; so genuine she could only return the favor. The conversation went on from getting to know her family background which she carefully answered one by one. Chloe had to lie about her true identity to protect her alibi. Instead, she told them the same information she disclosed to her husband. After some time the topic was shifted to business. She learned that the Greysons dominantly conquered the line of logistics companies in the country. Aside from that, they hold fifteen franchises that offer high-end brands of clothing to malls that are cur

Instead, my hand pushed the apartment door open the rest of the way, my sneakers silent on the hardwood floor. There they were. On the couch where we’d shared takeout and lazy kisses just two nights ago, my own mother was riding Nathan reverse cowgirl, her back arched like a p**n star, thick auburn hair spilling down her spine. H er skirt was bunched uselessly around her waist, panties dangling from one ankle like a cheap trophy. Nathan’s jeans were shoved down only to his thighs, belt still buckled. His hands gripped her hips so hard I could already see bruises forming as he slammed her down onto his cock again and again.