Yo Mom Novels & Stories

"Ms. York, can you teach my mommy? Then she can make cookies that taste just as yummy as yours!" Those bright, trusting eyes were filled with nothing but reliance on Yasmin. That one sweet, innocent "Mommy" pierced me like a thousand tiny needles.

What the hell ? “Oh my God !!! You are soooooo pretty !!!!” my Mom- the great Alpha Zoe Stone screamed in her sing song voice like a fan girl and if Aunt Nyssa’s hugs spelt death then Mom’s were enough to kill you for ten lifetimes- not exaggerating. I repeat. I am NOT exaggerating.

"Mom, you were lying, you were crying!" Leanna chuckled and said, "Aunt Yasmine is actually Aunt Zoey. She is Mom's best, best friend. She regained her previous memories, and I am happy for her. Now, Dad and I are going to visit her." "Yasmine is Zoey?" Evelin blinked her eyes wide open. "So, Mom, are you tears of joy?" "Yeah!" Leanna knew she looked more like she was crying than laughing now, but she didn't want to tell Layne that he had been kidnapped. Children shouldn't have to bear the ugly side of the world at this age.

Instead, he was looking at me with a hint of curiosity. The woman, whose hand Julian held, was dressed in a long, white dress. She had an elegant and gentle air, yet she was nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear under my scrutiny. Yohan noticed the way I was staring at Emily Walker. He then stood protectively in front of her. If I truly had lost my memories, I might actually believe that these people before me were a loving family of three. Julian tugged at Yohan's hand and whispered, "Since Mommy lost her memories, does that mean you guys can get a divorce now, Daddy?"

“Jeremy, who’s the one making a scene here? While I was away on business, you brought your little fling into our home and had our son call her ‘Mom’! And now you want me to just let it slide? Dream on!” Taking a deep breath, I tried to keep my emotions in check before delivering the final blow. “Jeremy, we’re done. Let’s get divorced.” Dan immediately started sobbing. “Mom! Mom! You can’t leave me and Dad!” He wailed, “Auntie Shannon said if I called her ‘Mom’ when she picked me up from school, she’d buy me my favorite toys! Wahhh!” Shannon looked pitifully at Jeremy. “Jeremy, it’s not what you think… I just wanted Dan to feel like he had a mother since he’s been missing his real one for so

I kept my hands on Daddy's chest as I quickly bounced on top of him. His big c0ck is pierced in my center, and I ride him like a cowgirl. He squeezed my breasts and played with my n1pples. Daddy and I returned home earlier and found that Mommy was not there. We don't know where she went. Her things are still here. So we're making the most of it today while she's gone. Then I have school, and he will start his long shift at the hospital tomorrow.

Not that you made my wife cook. ′′Slave." Mommy added. "Mom, I do honestly love that girl. I love Kyla." I sincerely replied her. "Don't you dare "Valdeo Families" is our enemies." Sabi ni mommy. ′′Mommy! Shut up or else you and daddy won't be able to go home to your house!" I hate the answer to them. And I got a strong slap from mommy. ′′I'll just warn you, my child!" Mommy added.

"Mrs. Thompson, look at my son! Your deranged daughter did this to him!" My ears perked up, and I instantly recognized it as Billy the Bully's mother, Mama Bully. She used to complain all the time. Every time, Mom would stand up for me and drive her off with a scolding. I covered my mouth and giggled, drifting out to see how long it would take before Mom chased her away again. "That goddamn child! I'm so sorry, truly," Mom said, her face awfully grim. "I know it must be Willow's fault. Don't worry, I'll make her apologize to your son soon."

"You made your choice. I made mine." "You can't be serious. This is—this is incest or something!" "Hardly. You're not his biological son. There's no blood relation between us whatsoever." I smiled sweetly. "Which makes this perfectly acceptable. Unconventional, perhaps. But perfectly legal." Caleb looked like he might vomit. "So," I continued, "as I was saying. You should call me Mom. Or Mother, if you prefer something more formal. I'm not picky." "I will never call you that." His voice shook with rage. "Never. Do you hear me? You're nothing. A nobody from a worthless pack. You think marrying my father changes anything?"

Kaden looped his arm through my mom's and shot me a smug look. "Want to know the truth? Mom bought this house five years ago for me. She was just waiting for you to pay off the mortgage so she could transfer it to me. We're not here to ask. We're here to tell you." I looked at my mom in disbelief. "Is that true? Was this whole thing just you manipulating me from the start?"