Novel & Cerita Mom Gets Spanked

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!”

“Daddy uhhh…” she moaned without thinking. Damon froze for a second, then spanked her even harder. She kept rubbing herself on his thigh like a desperate little slut, her soaked pussy leaving a wet spot on his pants. Her moans grew louder with every spank. But Damon didn’t fuck her. He just held her down, spanking her glowing red ass while she humped his leg frantically until she came hard, shaking and crying out “Daddy!” into the couch cushion.

I asked, having already swallowed the small amount mom had deposited in my mouth. Mom went red and Grandpa who was nearby rounded on her. "That wasn't yours to eat, skank." He grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and led her off. "No daughter of mine will be a filthy cum thief." I watched as he mounted her, with no additional lube and began to pound on her ass. I turned away, not wanting to watch the punishment and was face to face with Mary's new husband: George... the black guy. I looked down to his cock which was dripping from what I can only assume was the last pussy he had just fucked.

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.

"Oh I will, I will slap you and even spank you like a child should you give me a reason to. So I advice you watch and weigh whatever you want to say to me." I smiled. Good try Mami, good try. I knew her rants were just a way to cover up her fears, but I let her be anyways. What got to me though, was the fact that her words were already turning me on, how could a person's angry threat affect me this way. Perhaps, it must have been when she used the word 'spank like a child". I laughed at my reaction and the bulge in my trousers reminded me that this wasn't a laughing matter.

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.

A loud exaggerated gasped came out from my biological mother's mouth. "No, you did not!" She said as she snapped her fingers at me. So gay. My body faced him as my eyes opened. "Did what?" I then removed the crusts from my eyes. "You had sex with Dominick last night?" Her eyes were bulging out as my Mom covered her mouth. I can feel all my blood rising up on my face. "W-What a-are you talking about, Mom?" I stuttered. Mommy Elise folded her arms as she looked at me with raising brows. "Then why on earth would you feel hurt as I slap your butt?" Her eyes were mocking at me. "It is very evident that Dominick roughly pounds your bum, honey," Mommy Elise chuckled.

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.