Freeuse Mom Novels & Stories

I was so hungry I started seeing things. I was even seeing double. When I saw the six zeroes on the screen, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. Using the last bit of my strength, I opened my chat with Mom. "Mom, I've already used up all my coupons for this month. Could you transfer me 50 dollars so I can grab a bite at the school cafeteria?" Not long after I sent the message, Mom's voice message came in. "How did you use up all the coupons? Didn't I give you more than 20? Did you use them to buy other things? Or are you trying to scam me out of my money so you can go out with some guy?

Mom said, taking pictures with her phone. We usually never needed phones since we could communicate through the mindlink, but we still had them in case we wanted to speak with someone outside of the mindlink range, or with someone from another pack. “You don’t need to take pictures, Mom,” I groaned, but she still placed the phone camera over my neck and took several pictures. “I want to brag to my friends,” she replied excitedly. “My son’s mate mark is so unique and beautiful. They will be so jealous!”

“Now get dressed and go home before your mom starts worrying, don’t forget the photo albums on the table by the door.” I get dressed on shaky legs, before I leave the room, she pulls me in for one last deep, possessive kiss, her hand squeezing my ass hard. “See you very soon, baby,” she whispers against my lips. “Be ready for me next time.” I walk out of her house carrying the albums, my legs weak and my mind completely blown. My mom’s best friend just used me like her personal fuck toy and I already know I’ll be counting the days until Mom sends me on another errand.

I didn’t have much money, and I wasn’t particularly capable. [After arriving here, the system told me that if I helped Miley take her company public, I would be allowed to go home. [I could have left much earlier, but I couldn't bear to leave you. [You were the only thing in this world I couldn't let go of. [The USB drive contains all the evidence needed to bring down Sean and Everdusk Group. [But now isn’t the time. [Dad asked Uncle Dylan to calculate everything. The best time to use it is when you’re twenty-five.

I drifted instinctively into the corner, as if I could hide myself there. What was I even thinking? Maple was so pitiful. Of course, Mom was right to buy things for her. Besides, I was already… dead. Otherwise, it would've been wasted. Mom was really smart like that. I grinned to myself, but my throat tightened for no reason. "These clothes still need to be washed first," Mom said. "They can't be given to Maple directly. She might get an allergic reaction. Oh, I can't wait! She'll look like the prettiest little princess in them!"

"Use those sluts." "Mmm, fuck them so hard," Mom said to Dad, clearly just as excited for us to have fun as Natalie was. "We'll just be here. Maybe we'll finger each other's pussies. Natalie and I haven't gotten to know each other that way. Yet." Natalie giggled. "So have fun, boys!" "Yeah," I said, so eager. The Free Use Car. Any woman in there was fair game, so there was no way I was letting Natalie get in there. And Dad wasn't about to do that with Mom. He owned her cunt.

) Mom: "Oh, honey, you are doing great. I can't believe you've never done this before. Now, just relax and let Nature do the rest. I just wanted you to know...mommy loves you so much." She kissed me tenderly, her eyes a tiny bit teary. I never felt so much love for my mom; as I returned the kiss, I had the most incredible feeling of contentment in my life...my big uncut cockhead had found the right 'doorway'. The tiny opening in my uncut cockhead now expanded to the size of a penlight, making way for all of the saved up lust from my period of good behavior. It really wasn't a matter of a shot or two. It was much more like an industrial transfer. My hugely swollen balls were almost dragging o

"What does freeuse mean?" "It was originally a p**n concept, I think," he mused. "It means your holes are freely available to me whenever and wherever I want to use them. And if I start playing with you in front of someone, you'll have to trust me that I'm already fucking her too, so it's okay." "My 'holes'?" I echoed. That sounded demeaning and rather over the top. It seemed ironic because, right now, I was intermittently giving my son a blôwjob.