Novel & Cerita Mom Catches Daughter Masturbating

She looked at me like I was an idiot. “My dad! Oh, I get it! You’re here hoping for a chance to be my dad’s mistress, huh? “My dad loves my mom like his life depends on it. Save your breath! As for the last one who tried to climb the ladder, my mom could make her beg for mercy with just a glance!” I immediately had my suspicions and played the video I had received. The girl across from me burst into laughter. “If you already know everything, why are you still trying your luck? How pathetic can you be?

"Just picture it, in an age when women are waking up to their power. A mother financially tormenting her only daughter. If you nail this story, think of the payoff!" Her hesitation crumbled to dust. A true journalist would never pass up a story with real value. Three days later, the announcement hit the video platform. Celebrated educational influencer Jessica Lowell was set to unveil a groundbreaking live documentary series titled, 'Cruel Mom Refuses $80 Allowance, Poor Daughter in Trouble.' My daughter, Evelyn Smith, and I had both signed on for the reality show, agreeing to let cameras follow us around the clock for a full week. No filters, no edits–just raw, unvarnished life.

Good thing the door to my bedroom can be locked, because not even ten seconds after I started masturbating, I was not even hard yet, my mom came and knocked on my door telling me she was going to bed herself. I told her "Good night" And she told me "Good night" right back. I waited to hear he get into bed, and then started to stroke my cock again, getting hard in a matter of seconds and trying to stay silent, not that I ever did before, I just presumed my mom couldn't hear me through the wall, until I heard her telling my dad, when they were together that is, that she could hear me very night, but I never really cared back then, but that night was different and tried to stay quiet and succee

I moved to his spot on the couch and looked over at Mary. Her legs were spread just enough, one knee hanging off the couch .... and her shorts had shifted. Her bare pussy was completely visible. She opened her eyes, smiled at me, then casually pulled her shorts back over herself and went to her room. She’d been flashing Dad on purpose. That little tease. I glanced back at Mom in the kitchen. She was bent over the dishwasher in those tight leggings that hugged her ass perfectly. I pulled out my phone and kept switching between the video of her masturbating and watching her in real life. After a couple minutes I couldn’t take it anymore.

"Change of plans. And now I'm glad they have changed. Coming home...seeing the two of you like this...something I've always wondered about, fantasized about. So...don't let my being here stop you." "You can't be serious," mom said once again. "You can't possibly be suggesting..." "What? That I want to watch you and Aunt Susan rubbing cunts together? Something along those lines? Well mom...I certainly am!" I said standing there stroking myself, making sure she got a good long hungry look at my stiff throbbing prick. "Come on mom, admit it...standing here like this, jacking off my own dick, it's turning you on isn't it? Watching your own son masturbating? I know it does mom, I know because I o

I quietly followed her inside and told her the basics of what had happened; mom had caught me masturbating and that I accidentally saw her naked in the shower. Ava decided we should just go ask her what was for dinner and pretend there was no drama between the two of us. I reluctantly agreed, and we walked past her partially closed bedroom, Ava leading the way. The carpet made our footsteps almost inaudible, and my mom didn't even notice us enter as she lay on her bed, her top covered by a white towel as she toyed her hairy pussy with a small pink vibrator, moaning quietly. Ava turned to leave, but I stopped her quietly and pulled my phone out. I recorded my mom masturbating for about a minu

“It is satan’s doing.”My mother burst into tears, “This is not my daughter. This isn’t you.” She cried, her white handkerchief over her red-stained lips. I sat there, still naked, with my vibrating dildo buzzing away in between my legs. Yes, my religious mother caught me masturbating. “Don’t be dramatic, mother.” I chuckled, finally turning off the vibrator. “Dramatic?!” She shouts as if I had just uttered an abominative word.

I felt happier than I had in years. Louis' branch office was thriving as well. As its performance improved steadily, it soon gained recognition from headquarters. One afternoon, Dad called to let me know Mom's condition was stable for now. He had since confiscated her phone and other electronic devices. He'd also moved them farther away from Louis and me. All of that was to ensure she would not spread any more rumors or disrupt our lives further. As I held my phone, I watched a mother and daughter in the distance. The little girl was skipping happily along until she tripped and fell into a puddle.

"And look at the daughter she raised! A ten-year-old who figured out how to kill without leaving a trace—and make herself look like the victim!" The funeral chapel exploded into chaos. Relatives stared at the photos scattered across the floor, stunned. Mom's former students looked at the professor they once admired like she was a monster. Mom didn't try to defend herself. Without a word, she slowly got to her feet, stumbled to my casket, and collapsed beside it. Then she slapped herself. Smack. Smack. Smack. Each crack echoed through the silent chapel. Before long, her cheeks were swollen, and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

"You know Arielle's a little slow. How could you take advantage of her? Are you even human?" My mind churned with chaos, my mood spiraling into frustration. Just then, Arielle climbed onto the bed. With practiced ease, she pulled down her pants, grabbed hold of me, and was about to sit down. "Neil, I'm so itchy. Help me quick." When Arielle's mother saw that—how experienced Arielle was, how this clearly wasn't the first time—she nearly lost her mind. She screamed and shoved Arielle off me. "What did he do to you?"