Yo Momma So Short Novels & Stories

Bryan responded, his voice calm and collected as he rose from the sofa, heading to his room for a change of clothes. “Good. Now, Melissa, go get dressed.” Mommy’s sharp eyes landed on me and I swallowed as I also rose from my seat. “And one more thing, Melissa. Wear the new dress I bought for you.” I was actually half way through the hall when I heard her latter words, which of course made me halt on my tracks. Hell no! The gown she bought was extra short! I can barely bend over with it. “I can’t wear the dress, Mommy. It is too short.” I whipped my head in her direction, but her gaze didn’t waver, which meant I was going to wear the dress and it wasn’t up for discussion.

Asia Carter "I'm Momma Dee in that order, I call him Daddy like daughters. He like it when I get drunk, but I like it when he be sober. That's top of the toppa, I never fuck with beginners. I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers. I'm in the zone" I sing loudly while dancing in the middle of my living room with the girls. All of us are slightly buzzed after stealing a couple of glasses of mom's expensive bourbon. Having nothing better to do.

"When I have some free time, I check my pregnancy. So ...." "Jenar, you're a lousy woman." Here, a small portion of Sarah's rage was released. Then, in irritation, she turned to face Jenar. "Do you want to be known as a murderer?" Jenar smirked. It was as if a huge wave swept over the belief that killing the baby was necessary. "You don't know anything, so shut up! Don't irritate me!" ---Loving My Sugar Mommy--- "Dad, did I irritate you?" The teenager made a funny face while she laughed and teased.

The something in this case being my comment about not getting married. "WHAT IS THIS I'M HEARING ABOUT YOU NOT WANTING TO GET MARRIED? YOU'RE STILL GOING ON WITH THIS FOOLISH TALK? DON'T SAY THAT! YOU'LL SURELY GET MARRIED IN JESUS NAME!!" she barged into dad's study, pausing by the door, arms folded with a murderous look on her face. Meet Kelly Shirley Washington. My one and only dramatic queen mom. I honestly love her to bits but it's times like these that make me seriously consider selling her at the first auction I chance upon for the lowest bid.

"My money can fix it so don't mind it." Romana takes care of herself. Only a few people know that she is already at forty. She is more beautiful, smooth, tight-skinned, white, and sexy compared to her age. "That's why I want to stick to you, Mommy! I can get a lot of milk to you." Milk is for money. She no longer understood the man and gulped down the contents of her glass. She focused her eyes on the stage that was there. The music is slow and melodious. A man came out from the entrance of the stage wearing only briefs and a necktie.

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?"

My mom's name is Sara and she's a gorgeous brunette. She petite with nice boobs and a super cute butt. After my dad moved out mom started working out and running more. She also acquired some new sexy workout clothes. She looks hot in sports bras and yoga pants. I was finding myself more and more attracted to her. I see lots of hot girls on campus, but I had this thing for my mom. I wanted her more than any girl and I had to do something about it.

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

He said finally. Georgina opened the door when I rang the doorbell. I was surprised to see my mum quite sober and very clean. “Why are you here?” Mrs. Carter's eyes were staring seriously at me. Her legs were quite swollen, and she was stretching them out on the sofa extension. “I'm doing pretty well…” She answered, closing the door. I rolled my eyes and ambled to my room. “How was the game?” Her loud voice asked from the living room. “It was a defeat!” I yelled back.

Mom asked in a cracking voice. "It is quite obvious that he has been possessed by that witch," Camile spat out. "She is not a witch. Her real name is Gina Blake, and you all know her as Emelia, my kids' mother. So you should be mindful of how you disrespect her," I screamed out, but this only worsened it as both mom and Camila lashed out on me. "Enough!" Grandfather's thick voice echoed across the room. He had been seated quietly with his head rested on his cane.