Mom Caught Me Masturbating Novels & Stories

The school bully bullies a female student, then pins the blame on me. I immediately call the police, only for my own mother to give testimony for him instead. "You may be my son, but I can't bend the law or cover for you! What you did was against the law. I'll only have you sent away for a few years to straighten you out." Due to her false testimony, I am thrown into prison for three years. Three years later, my mother looks at me with remorse and says, "I owed the bully's father my life. You've paid off that debt with three years of your life. From now on, we can put everything behind us and live a happy life!" Upon hearing her words, I scoff and throw my lawyer's complaint at her. "No,

When I practice standing at attention during the freshman orientation program, my mom, Jasmine Miller, decides to lock me up in a car with fully sealed windows just because I'm the first one who wipes sweat off her brow. "You were never able to stand properly ever since you were a kid! How dare you embarrass me in front of everyone with that slump of yours! In that case, you might as well reflect on yourself in the car!" The temperature in the car soon rose to 140 degrees Fahrenheit. I could only grip my throat, which is closing up rapidly, as I bang on the car window and plead to Mom to let me out. But she merely glances at the temperature shown on the monitor inside the car before locki

“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.

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.

“Oh, Daniel’s just panicking. Why not let the officers compare the fingerprint database? Wouldn’t that clear things up right away? No need to trouble the neighbors anymore.” Her words were perfectly said, pulling herself clean while pretending to help Mary buy time. Mary’s eyes immediately started spinning fast, her fingers quietly reaching toward the phone in her pocket. There was no way I’d let her succeed. I immediately tugged on Dad’s clothes, looked up, and said in a voice that was innocent yet firm, “Dad, they always show it on TV. When bad people get exposed, they secretly call their accomplices to run away. You have to watch Mom carefully. Don’t let her tip off that man who smells li

"That little brat's got more gall than I thought. Where else could she be? She must've snuck off to her granny's house to tell on us while we were gone. Who taught her to be so stubborn? She wants to play games with me? Fine. Let's play." Mom turned and stormed over to my Barbie dolls. She grabbed a pair of scissors and cut off the dolls' hair and heads. Then, she snapped their limbs, threw them onto the floor, and stomped on them. I cried and tried to push her away, but it didn't do anything. "Mom, I'm not throwing a tantrum. I want to be with you and Dad, too, but I'm trapped in the washing machine, and I can never get out again…"

"Look what you've done! You drove away such a wonderful Luna! You don't deserve this blessing!" Damien's laugh is bitter and cold, echoing through the door. "Dad, Mom, only you two would be fooled by her. She's always pretended to be pitiful to gain your sympathy." "Shut up!" Margaret's voice explodes with rage. I hear the sharp crack of a slap. "When she rescued you from those rogue wolves' den, her entire body was severely burned by lava! She nearly lost her limbs!" Her voice breaks with emotion. "During three months of treatment, she never once cried out in pain. Never complained. Never asked for anything. And you say she's pretending to be pitiful?!"

She must have allowed my mom onto the set because she was my family member. Erin could not have predicted that my mom would cause a ruckus on set. Everyone was shocked, but no one moved to stop her as they were intrigued to see how this would play out. Before she could slap me again, someone grabbed her arm to stop her. I looked up and met my co-star, Cade's, eyes. He pulled out his phone in preparation to call the police. "Assault is illegal, and everyone here is a witness." My mom scoffed. "I'm her mother! What's wrong with teaching my daughter a lesson?"

With my mother's eyes still closed, I got up and walked to the bathroom without covering the bulge in my shorts. I completely lost track of time while I masturbated in the bathroom. At least 15 minutes must have passed. My cock was throbbing the entire time, just as much as before. I shot a massive load inside the toilet and flushed. Then I washed my hands. Before I opened the bathroom door, I heard a noise which immediately caused me to freeze. I thought I heard a moaning noise coming from our room. I wasn't sure. I stood still, just in case. I pressed my ear against the door to hear it better. Then I heard it again. Another moan. It was my mother's moan. She must have been masturbating!

I moaned silently. I do not like masturbating at night. I liked it when I could see my pussy being brutalized by my fingers. But it was dark, and I didn't want to turn on the lights. I dipped a finger into my hole. Shit! I was already so wet. Just the thought of him makes me a horny bitch. I thrusted dipper, trying to find a rhythm. “Ahh… Ohh… Damian daddy…” I moaned. I gripped the bedsheets as I increased my pace. My brain pictured a perfect image of Damian’s dick. Long and thick. The exact thing I needed.