Mom Gets Spanked Novels & Stories

"Fuck me, baby! Fuck your mother! Show me what happens when a slutty mom teases her son's dick!" Craig reached out and grabbing a handful of mom's hair, pulled on it. She squealed as her head came up, but her cunt tightened around him once more, showing him how much she loved it. "Yes!" She called out. "That's how you treat a nasty girl, isn't it?" She slammed her hips back into him, driving his cock harder into her. "What else would you do to a bad girl?" Craig didn't hesitate to lift his hand and bring it down on the right side of her ass. Mom yelped, and his cock twitched at the sound. He spanked her again and again, then struck the other side of her ass.

SCOTT I was surprised when Dad put Mom over his lap and began spanking her. Not that she didn't deserve it. She'd cum without permission if she was serving as a slave. Then he started talking to her during the spanking and I realized she was no longer going to be a part time slave. Dad was going to enslave her permanently. Then he said she was going to serve at our poker game and I imagined Mom with Rob or Edward stretching her to capacity as they fucked her cunt and ass as Jerry filled her mouth. Mom orgasmed twice during her spanking and it was not a light one. I was hard as a post.

Everyone in the station stopped what they were doing and exchanged complicated looks. If they hadn't seen it firsthand, they would never believe a parent could be so callous. It was about my death, but she brushed it off as a joke. Slouched casually, she toyed with a lavish ring on her finger—something I'd toiled extra shifts for six months for. She'd spotted it in the mall and threatened to kick me out if I didn't get it for her. "Anything else?" she asked. "I've got a spa appointment this afternoon. Don't waste my time."

Thinking back, Mom would fly into a rage even if I so much as touched her hands. Last year, at Grandma’s birthday party, I had worn a pair of shoes that didn’t fit properly, and when Becca tripped me on purpose, I nearly fell. Instinctively, I grabbed onto Mom’s sleeve to steady myself, but she shoved me away immediately and slapped me hard across the face. She looked at me with pure disgust, her sharp voice crushing what little dignity I had left. “Who said you could touch me? Your dad sleeps around with who knows how many women. Who knows if you’re carrying some disease just like him!”

If Mom came down now… The thought made me clench harder around him. “Such a tight fucking pussy,” he groaned, one hand fisting my hair, the other slapping my ass hard. The sting bloomed hot. He spanked me again and again, alternating cheeks until they burned red. “Taking your stepdaddy’s cock right where your mom cooks dinner. You love being my dirty secret, don’t you?”

“Dripping for Daddy before I’ve even touched you properly. Such a naughty little girl.” He brought his hand down hard — a sharp, stinging spank that made her gasp. “Count them, baby. And tell Daddy why you’re being punished.” Smack. “One… Because I didn’t answer your calls, Daddy.” Smack. Smack. “Two… Three… Because I wore this dress without panties to tease you.” He spanked her thoroughly, each firm slap turning her soft skin a bright, glowing red. Mary was moaning by the tenth spank, pushing her ass back for more even as tears pricked her eyes. The pain blended perfectly with the aching need between her legs.

I wasn't going to lie, my parents were sweet when they wanted to, but it could be overbearing at times. “ You finally decided to visit us, and you come alone?” he slammed the hammer on the head, glancing behind me. “ There is no one there, father” “ Not for long” he strides off, wrapping a hand on my mom's shoulders before spanking her on the ass. “ Father!” I yelled, that was outrageous. I was still here, wasn't I? “ What? This is my wife, you can get yours and do the same, now sit” he stretched his hands to the chair at the far end, after pulling the chair for my mom to sit.

My dad looked irritated. “I am very disappointed in you right now. This is not how we raised you to behave.” My mom slapped me across the face. I was completely shocked. My mom had never raised her hand to me before. “Next time, the claws come out,” she warned and turned away to leave the room.

I said but she didn’t seem to be having it. God, I hated it when she argued too much. “I like it.” She responded, moving closer to me. “I don’t.” I said, staring her down. Her jaw clenched as she paused in her tracks. “You’re not my mom.” There it was again. I stepped closer. “No,” I said quietly. “But I am the adult here. And if you don’t change out of tbat, I will spank the living daylights out of you.” I wasn’t scared to spank naughty children.

"How many times will I tell you never to speak with him again, huh? You're so stubborn, you prefer to whore around with that idiot Evan than to spend time with me your mate." "I did nothing wrong. I stopped visiting him a long time ago, I even stopped him from seeing Allison. I moved in with you, what else do you want me to do? You treat us like slaves, you beat us and threatened to kill us if we tell anyone about it. If you don't want to be a good mate to me, at least be a good father to Allison. She needs..." Mom couldn't complete her statement as Dad had landed a hot slap on her cheek. Her cheek became red and the tears she was holding came rolling down. "How dare you speak to me in that