Your Mom Gay Novels & Stories

"I'm not against it, feel free it your prime " "Not you mum" "Oh, your dad?" "Not him either" "The world?, I have no problem with it Laura I'm only worries you might not get the affecction you crave for from both boys being gay" "Mum?" "I'm sorry , go on you can speak" "Thanks, now can you keep a secret?" "Are we officially besties?, I can girl " "I'm not who and what you think I am mum" "What so you mean by that?" "I'm a cold blooded killer"

"I expected nothing less from a celebrity who's all about fan service. She's incredibly hot!" "I heard you had to pay 30 grand for a full day with her! Just imagine all the things the wealthy can do." "So what if she was a celebrity? Those monsters will ruin whoever they want to." Negative comments flooded the posts that contained those photos. I shuddered as I turned to look at the middle-aged woman before me—Karen Palmer, my mom. Despite all the rumors flooding her phone, my mom nonchalantly scrolled through them all. The biggest reaction I saw was a frown as she liked and reposted a comment saying 'Embarrassing'.

Mom had returned for over two weeks, but this was the first time the internet had seen her this ferocious. The livestream chat was exploding with question marks, and someone typed a bewildered comment. "Wait… What did she just say? She's gonna sell Grace and Hope so that her son would have money to marry?" "Am I hearing that right? She wants to sell her own daughters?" Grace froze, clearly questioning if she'd heard correctly as well. "Mom, what are you even saying? She's Hope. She came back to apologize to you."

"Wow! Look at that! My mom is bi! She's actually eating your cunt! That is so fucking hot aunt Gen!" "Jack honey! Your mom and I are as close as you and I have become this afternoon. We have never tried to stop or hide anything from each other. There were times when there were no men so your mom and I use to eat each other's pussy for hours on end. Yeah! You can say we are bi. Oh and one more thing stud. Seeing as how you and I have become so.....shall we say intimate I think you can drop the aunt shit while we are together, naked and fucking each other's brains out."

he paused, choosing the word, "you're beautiful, Annie. I just wondered how he—" "Matteo is gay," I said simply. Grey blinked. "Ah." "He loved a girl once, a long time ago, and she broke something in him that he decided not to repair in that direction," I said. "He doesn't talk about it much. But after her he closed that door and he has never opened it again. He sees me as a sister. Completely and genuinely. There has never been anything else between us." Grey nodded slowly, turning this over. "What about your mom?" he asked, and his voice was gentler now, careful in the way of someone who has sensed they are walking toward something fragile. "You said she worked a lot. Where is she now?"

“Mom, you don’t need to be so humble! “You raised me all these years. I’d be an ungrateful daughter if I allowed an outsider to offend you! “Between getting married and doing what’s right, which one do you think is more important to me?” Emerald’s heart skipped a beat, but she could not force a smile.

" I hung up without another word, ignoring Mom's cursing on the other end. She called several more times, but I declined every one of them. Then, I blocked her number entirely. Sure enough, that same evening, back at home, I got a call from my Aunt Nora. "Vanessa, did you and your mom have a fight? She just called me, crying and saying that you cut off her allowance. "I'm not trying to lecture you, but no matter what, she's your mother. Families don't hold grudges. She's getting older. You should be more understanding…"

When I got my first project payment, he was even more excited than I was. Our relationship grew stronger and sweeter after weathering that storm. One evening, the three of us were watching TV together. A parenting show was on, and one of the very put-together moms was complaining about how hard it was to raise kids. Felix watched for a bit, then leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Mommy, I think you're prettier than her." I smiled. "Why's that?" "Because…" He thought about it, then said seriously, "Because you're my mom. And also, when you're working, your eyes light up. Daddy says that's called having dreams."

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

"No, it's fine. I'm good at taking care of myself... Come on!" "Oh why?" He asked in surprise. "We have to go home now." "Why are you in such a hurry?" I hit her back, she moaned a little. "Our son! He's alone in the house with no one!" "Son? Are you crazy? Has anyone given birth to a chick?" "Has anyone also given birth to a gay man?" He looked at me. "Are you saying my Mom isn't human?!" "Are you also saying we're not human?!"