Your Momma So Short Novels & Stories

Mom moans out. It surprised me to hear my usually, very proper mother say 'fucking', but that made this all the hotter. I picked up my pace slightly to more moans from us both. Maybe I should tell you about my family and how I came to be balls deep in my Mom. Mom is a twice-widowed middle-aged woman who is 5'4" tall. She is petite, but her figure is nicely rounded in all the best ways. Her breasts are a little big for her small frame, but that just makes them seem that much more alluring. Her hips are slightly spread, giving her a set of wide hips. This gives her a pleasing hourglass figure with a small waist but hardly thin.

“Good morning, ma.” “Good morning.” Marsha replied. She took some steps and stood in front of Anna, who fixed her eyes on her laptop screen and was pressing the keyboard non-stop. “Hey!” Marsha raised her voice. She looked around and discharged a deep breath to control herself. She lowered her voice and call. “Anna, are you blind?”

Momma nudges me with her shoulder and my cheeks burn brighter. “No, I’m having a tropical moment.” I sass back, and she laughs, throwing her head back before she kisses my head and hugs me. “Yeah, right, and I’m the pope.” She says, and I groan at her. “Don’t let your dads or brother, for that matter, find out about your … Tropical moments. You know how they are.” I glare at her and she winks at me, smiling. “Hey Mav, how are you and little Melody finding it here?” Oh just great, did I tell you my momma is the biggest wind up merchant there is out there? No, well yeah, she is.

my dad shouts to me while trying to hide his amused look. "Sweetheart go and help yourself to whatever you need from the bathroom and then we'll pop to the store tomorrow ok?" my mother's angelic voice comes from across the room while she's sat at her vanity table drying her long blonde hair. My mother is a beautiful women hair down to her waist big blue eyes like the ocean and a figure to die for you'd never think she's had 4 children she's short though which explains my height she's 5ft4, I'm 5ft5. "Thank you, momma, you're the best!"

Reaching under her shirt behind her, Mom unhooked her bra and sliding the straps down, pulled it out along one side of her tank top and tossed it on the floor. "Damn I needed that," she said as she rubbed her tits, "Things get uncomfortable at the end of the day." Uncomfortable was one way to put how I felt, as when she moved her hands her hard nipples were poking through the thin white tank top. Mom turned away from me and as my eyes widened pulled down her shorts. Underneath she was wearing a pair of lace red boy shorts that hugged her tightly and left her tanned ass cheeks exposed. Oh, fuck me, I thought. Mom stayed bent over for a moment and made a show of wiggling out of her shorts. I t

He said you'll come back when you recover your memories, but you no longer want me even though you remember me! He continued, "Granny told me that Mommy had a hard time when you were having me. I was being too naughty back then, I even made you angry countless times." I looked down at Julian and said, "Never wait until you lose something to realize its value, Juli." He tearfully hugged my legs and asked, "Did I lose you already, Mommy?" I replied, "This is the last lesson I will give you as your mother. I hope you never speak harshly to those you love or who love you. You have to learn to respect others, and they'll respect you in return. People leave when they're hurt."

I complain, and he chuckles. “Parking is literally $45 on this block, so I parked a little farther. This is daylight robbery,” Dad mutters. “Why don’t you two wait here… I will bring the car..” “Thank goodness,” I say, halting in our spot and dad walks away from us. Mom presses her palm on my back. I turn and look at her. She has a slim and athletic build, like me. But she is taller than me. “Why I am shortest in family?” I ask, and she laughs.

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.

She reached up and kIssed her on the cheek. “How was your day, babycakes?” “Momma, would you stop callSheng her that please? She's so embarrassSheng.” She pleaded wSheth her as She opened the frIdge to look for somethIng to eat. Momma started chucklIng whSale drySheng off her hands. “That’s my job as your momma; to embarrass the hell out of you.” She was grShennSheng from ear to ear. “Whatever Momma. She's your story, tell her any way you want to.” She flashes her a quSheck smShele whShele startSheng to make myself a sandwIch.

Once again, she tried to steer the crowd's attention back to me. She was ready to burn everything down, but I didn't care. When Mom realized I wasn't reacting, she had no idea how to continue her performance. Once the two of them were finished with their little duet, I spoke up calmly, "I think that's my line, Mom." I connected my phone to the massive screen in the lobby to play the footage of Ellie and Mom's conversation by the gates that day. The camera clearly captured their unusually bloated faces. When Mom saw herself on the screen, her complexion drained instantly. Just as she wavered, the screen carried a voice.