Drunk Mom Forced Mga Nobela at Kwento

Forced Marriage Mommy Need To Work Hard Chapter 50 Stella's bad condition Being influenced by Sandra's words, Monica slapped Stella a couple of times, but when Stella held her hand, Monica got angry. She pushed Stella badly, due to which Stella fell on the floor again. She caught her hand and pulled her to the kitchen. Stella tried to free her hand and said, "Mom, what are you doing? Didn't you give birth to me, Mom? Why are you doing this to me?"

Mom quickly swiped her tears that rolled from her eyes. " I couldn't face Nivi after knowing this. As a woman how will I face that child ? Like a cherry on the top one who did this filthy crime is my beloved son Siddarth Singh Khurana." She smacked on my chest hard all frustrated and angry. " Mom I..... Actually I wasn't in my right mind. I was drunk and....." " Shut your mouth otherwise I will rip out that tongue. Drunk ? Seriously ? Is that a reason you went to force yourself on a girl ? Forget about your wife you should have just think that life as an ordinary girl instead of piece of a meat. "

“One night, he came in shit faced. Couldn't even hold himself upright. He was stumbling drunk and three sheets to the wind, which pissed Mom off. Alec was out with his friend Noah, they had taken their girlfriends to a football game. It was just me and Mom at home. We tried to help him in the house, but he shoved us off. He crawled up the stairs, cursing and yelling. Mom told me to go to my room and lock the door. She followed me up the stairs but when I turned the corner, he was there. He caught me around my neck-” I stop, shaking with the memory. Andras's arms come around me but I don't look at him. If I do, I will break down and will never be able to finish the story. “He was choking me,

Then they made us kiss deep, tongues tangled, while the men took turns in our holes. “Deeper, you filthy mother-daughter dykes!” Uncle Richard shouted. They forced us into a 69 right there on the platform. I licked Mom’s cum-filled pussy like crazy while she ate mine, sucking out all the loads from the club and Dad. The guys stood around us jerking off, slapping our asses, spitting on us. I came so fucking hard, squirting into Mom’s mouth. She drank it all and kept licking, moaning “That’s my good girl… eat Mommy’s whore cunt…”

“You were drunk, sir. When I came to check on you last night, you grabbed me. You kept calling me Meadow. I tried to fight you off. I begged you to stop, but you wouldn’t listen. You said I was Meadow and you’d never let me go. Then you… you forced yourself on me.” “What?” My mom gasped. “Matt, how could you do such a thing? You forced yourself on the poor girl?” Annabel lunged at the maid like a wildcat, nails out. But Mom was quicker. She grabbed Annabel’s arms and held her back. “That’s enough, Annabel!” Mom said firmly. “The deed is done. There’s no point attacking the girl. Matt is the one at fault here. He forced her.” Annabel burst into tears, her body shaking in Mom’s grip. I stared

I shook my head vehemently, refusing the drink. “We’re not drinking anything from you anymore, mom. We don’t want more, stop it, Mom, stop it.” I told her furiously, pushing away the glass that she brought closer to my lips. But she wouldn’t stop. She grabbed my hair and held my head down as she forced it down my throat, forcing me to gulp it down. She pushed me roughly after she forced it down my throat and I fell hard on the floor, hurting my waist. I struggled to look up at her face and her eyes flared with frustration and something darker that had a hint of desperation. She looked dangerous and that sent chills down my spine.

"When she found out that you left America, she wasn't in a great state. She's confuse, just like you. She distracted herself with work even sometimes she slept with a man or two but people around her notice that she's a robot. It's like she was programmed to live." "I don't want to repeat the same mistake, dad. Coming back here made it more worse." I ran my hands through my hair. "So you really don't want to be with Serena again?" He asked and I still can't answer that. "Matthew Lemiere! Why are you drinking in daylight?!" My mom bursted angrily when she saw me and my dad drinking wine. "Baby.. I can explain." "I told you to reduce alcohol! I swear I will find that secret drawer where you hi

Durani I could be beaten to the point of blacking out for a few hours to a day or like a few times before, have to be taken away by ambulance because I'm out for longer then should be normal. "C.. can I um go now" I ask shrinking into myself already preparing myself for what I knows about to come. "You fucking little slut, you think I don't know about the guys you've been fucking" my mom says taking a handful of my hair and drags me to the living room.

Mom asked. "Mom, no, I know you don't want to hear this right now but jeremy didn't do what he did in his right senses, he was drunk and i was the one who forced him to it," I said. "Aria, I told you to stop saying that, what if he had succeeded in doing it, would you still be covering up for his sorry ass?" Ryan snapped. "Damn right you are boy, you know we are not really taking this as serious as we should, Aria could have been raped, this is a serious attempted rape case, that rascal should be cooling his ass off in jail right now," Mom barked.

"No, I don't want to accept this fucking miserable life. I won't work for anyone!" As we arrived at home, it looked like a haunted house, because the placed looked emptied, all the things that was made of gold, and luxury was taken by the Bank. I saw my mom drink a whiskey in the balcony while opuffing her cigarette, her finger were trembling in anger and sadness. “Mom…” I inhaled nervously as I called her from afar. Cristella walked towards Mom, and said, “It’s not time for drinking alcohol, mom! Dad was in the hospital, and there you are…you are drinking, puffing cigarettes like you want to have a disease!”