Taboo Moms Novels & Stories

"How can you encourage her after she committed such a heinous crime?" "My sister defended herself from the uncultured animal you bred in your home and gave a name. Count yourself lucky that we're not pressing charges." "Sister? No wonder you're so crude and insensitive. Where is that girl's mother? I will not deal with a sociopath who gives such bad advice to a minor. I pray you never decide to have one of your own. No child will turn out right with a woman like you." Normally Iris was used to dealing with unsavoury comments, but what the woman said really did a number on her ego. Iris sized the lady from head to toe, her expression blank and intimidating. "How is that working for you then?"

I thought the sessions with the psychologist would be more difficult. The topics we address are heavy, yet I find it easy to open up to her. Like Jane, I’m a very reserved person, and it embarrasses me to admit that I endured severe psychological abuse from my husband. I'm also ashamed of having had a lover. According to the values I was raised with, that was immoral—no different than being a prostitute. And on top of all that, I danced in a nightclub where illegal dealings took place.

I thought of my own baby. My hand went to my stomach. Pain ripped through. Jack held him like glass, voice soft as he soothed him. He looked up, waved me over. All I felt was disgust. I didn't move. "Stella, come hold him." "I don't know how." My flat tone set him off. "Stella, what is this? Don't make this hard." "Hard?" I let out a dry laugh. "Even at my worst, I wouldn't play mom to a side chick's kid. And a baby from your affair? Nothing to be proud of—just like his mother. Shameless."

“I’m an adult. I can… I can have sex if I want to. It’s not a bad thing.” Mom’s face tightened. She looked so frail sitting there in her robe, the chemo having stolen so much of her strength. Guilt twisted in my chest like a knife. “I’m not saying it’s bad,” she replied carefully. “But you came home late, looking like you just ran a marathon, and you have... semen running down your leg. Who is he? Is this the reason you’ve been coming home so late recently?” I shifted uncomfortably, more of Voss’s cum threatened to leak out. I pressed my thighs together, trying to contain it.

Aurora POV I watch Emmi sleep, her small chest rising and falling under the blanket, her face peaceful in the soft glow of her nightlight. The past four months replay in my mind, a strange tapestry of moments that don’t quite fit together. Things are... weird. Not bad, not anymore, but weird in a way that keeps me on edge, waiting for the other shoe to drop. The threats from the elders are gone, their silence bought by Killian’s contract, but the quiet feels too fragile, too temporary. I’m used to chaos, to running, to pain. This calm, it’s unnatural.

Mary suggested we just act normal and go ask Mom what’s for dinner. We walked quietly down the hall. Mom’s door was partially open. We both stopped when we saw her lying on the bed in just a towel on top, legs spread, using a small pink vibrator on her hairy pussy and moaning softly. Mary tried to leave but I held her there and took out my phone. I recorded Mom fingering herself from behind for almost a minute. My hard cock was pressed against Mary’s ass the whole time.

I tell her. “So you are off visit Max’s family next?” Tabitha asks. “Yep,” I answer. “Don’t wear a bikini,” Tabitha tells me. “Max has grandchildren who are techincally older than you and not as well. Fuck it Mom did you have a baby?” I laugh, “I did have a baby.” “Then why the hell do you look like you just walked out a magazine?” Tabitha looks annoyed. I laugh harder, “Tabitha thank you.”

You know what Tessa, I could give away my life if it would get my mother treated and get me out of this misery, I wanted to give them a good life but I failed,’ Tabby said bitterly as tears welled up her eyes, she had been holding back for a long time but this was too much for her, at times she wanted to just kill herself but she could not leave her younger sister with all the burden. "If you are serious about giving your life then your family's life will change this instant," Tessa said and she took out a bundle of notes from her sling bag and threw it to the floor. "Your life in exchange for whatever you want," Tessa said as she took out other notes. Tabby took a while to think as she clea

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Tabitha stated, repositioning herself to talk to Blake, who sat on her bed. “So what’s your excuse?” Blake asked, looking at Tabby. “I’m reevaluating this person who we were looking to promote, but he has a very unique fetish that only came to light tonight,” Tabby said, placing her tablet to the side to conduct a conversation with Blake. “Oh? What fetish this rising star has, if I might ask?” Blake asked, almost knowing in his heart. “He loves pregnant women and becomes their subordinate in the presence of them,” Tabby said shyly.