Young Mom Novels & Stories

"You've had two kids and look at your body, mom. Your ass is still firm, your tits look great and you've still got a flat stomach. Surely you can see how good you look." "Well thank you." She says, smiling back. "I really do work hard at the gym, it's nice to get a compliment." I'm lying on my back and I don't realize that my cock is making a big tent in the blanket until I see mom glance at it. "I didn't know you'd be home and I made plans to go shopping with Mary." She says. Nodding at the tent in the blanket, she adds, "So, you'll just have to handle things for yourself today."

That evening, I had dinner with my two sons at home. The table was full of delicious food. The atmosphere was warm. Leo put a piece of fish on my plate and smiled. "Mom, I made this dish. You taught me. Taste it." I took a bite and nodded with satisfaction. "It's delicious. Our Leo has grown up. He knows how to care for people." Sam didn't want to be outdone. He poured me a glass of juice. "Mom, I squeezed this for you specially! It's very sweet!" I looked at my two sons, my heart filled with warmth.

As my résumé states, I have spent the last seven years as a full-time homemaker. Beau, noticing the growing crowd around Elara, furrowed his brows. He was still unsure what was happening. "What's going on?" A child ran up to him, eyes sparkling with excitement. "Your mom is amazing! She won first place in a national math competition!" "My mom said your mom's name is trending online! She's a celebrity now!" "Wow! Beau, I'm so jealous of you!" Gasps and murmurs of admiration echoed around him. Beau's expression darkened instantly.

There were some kind-hearted colleagues who tried to help her to her feet, only for Mom to shove them aside and insist on seeing me. She cried and wailed while talking, making it look as if we had subjected her to terrible torment. I saw a flash of triumph in her eyes when I stepped into the lobby, then she immediately stifled the look and violently pinched both herself and Matt, resulting in a tormenting wail that hurt my ears. Mom yelled, "You should know that we're too old and frail now, Damian! How are we supposed to care for such a young baby? How can you dump him on us when he's your own flesh and blood?

Y-You're making this up! "Am I?" A cold laugh escaped me before I pressed the remote in my hand. A yellowed photograph appeared before everyone's eyes. It was a picture of Mom when she was young. Her hair was tied into two braids that rested on her shoulders, and she stood beneath an old locust tree. Next came one handwritten letter after another. "Harlan, I'm pregnant. "Harlan, I went to Crownyork to find you, but they wouldn't let me in.

I looked at the woman who gave birth to me, raised me, then tried to ruin my life. "Mom." My voice stayed steady. "I've done more than enough for this family." I gave them one last look, took Bruce's hand, and walked out. *** The verdict came fast. My mom got three years. Zoey got a year and a half. The whole case went viral. "The New-Mom Setup" stayed stuck at the top of trending for days. People went digging into Zoey's past and didn't miss a thing. That "elite UK university" she kept flexing? A total diploma mill.

“Are you hungry, grandma? Do you want to stay in my room? I can show you and I have a couple of dolls.” My hand reached my face. I was too embarrassed to stop her and mom was enjoying every bit of it. “She's a yapper,” Mom preached. “I love that.” “Grandma. What's a yapper?” Mom explained every word to her with more questions rolling in. Mom chuckled again, hugging her and responding to her words. “Sure, sweetheart.”

I asked her. She smiled at me. My mom, Hira Malcolm, is really a beautiful woman. She’s in her late 40s but her face is still glowing like she’s drinking some fountain of youth. She did not even undergo some surgery on her face or botox or fillers but she has only little wrinkles. I aspire to get like her someday...“You're still beautiful, mom.” I complimented her. She smiled, “You need something my dead? Why are you complimenting me early in the morning?”

She can't wait to get the one million after giving birth to the child. "Nine months, just nine months" Betsy murmured as she walked into her room. She sat down on her bed brought out her phone. She went to the search engine and and started typing some words. "How to... Give birth in less than nine months..." She muttered as she typed. . . Paige left the office when it was 4pm. She took a bus home and finally arrived. She wanted to see the surprise Zane had for her. She felt guilty pushing him away from herself.

Mom informed me with little regret but I told her there is nothing to regret. "I'm so happy for you mom!" I held her both hands and started jumping like a child. Yes, it looks funny. But I truly feel another level of happiness. Mom chuckles loudly to see my reaction. "Eva! I want to show you one more thing!" She surprisingly looked at me and showed a bright smile on her face. My mom's face still glows like a young lady's. No one can say, she's the mother of an 18 years old daughter like me. She's beautiful, smart, and elegant. She's a well-tempered lady who was passed on by her wealthy family.