Mom Is A Slut Novels & Stories

A ferocious look flashed across Susan’s face. "Mom, what did you do?" "What can Mom do? I’ve done something that can ruin the little slut’s reputation. Once we get the goods, we’ll start spreading the news. By then, everyone in South City will know how much of a slut she is. After that, we’ll see if she still has the decency to see anyone." Susan’s words dripped with venom.

I say as I hear my mom calling out to me. “Get in here you sluts” She says and I hang up on Daniel and Kylie, slipping my phone into my back pocket. “You should go home. Like now” I say to Trisha and I go inside. “Where’s slut number 1” My mother says as my father is on the floor, almost passed out. “She went home” I say flinching, expecting to feel additional pain. “We’ll see her again” My mother sneers out and walks to her room.

“Mom, see that’s where you are wrong! I am never coming back! Stop being delusional! Also, yes, I have been fucking both of them and I am not ashamed to say it! Call me a slut all you want! I don’t fucking care. I love those men and they are who I want to be with! I will never come back here and I will never allow you to pick a husband for me either!” I saw the shock on their faces. Even though my mom had asked me if I was with both of them, they never expected me to actually say yes. Too bad that I don’t and will never live by their rules.” “You are lying, it’s can’t be true! No child of mine will ever be a slut!” My mom shouted out. “Oh, but I am a slut, okay! I have two boyfriends and I l

One day, I came home to find my mother waiting, letter in hand. Before I could speak, she slapped me hard across the face. I clutched my cheek, bewildered. She threw the letter at me. "Bradley isn't like you. He's Ivy League material!" "Your father doesn't care about you, and I can't control you. I'm not even your homeroom teacher. You could be working the streets for all I care!" "But you absolutely cannot seduce my student!" Seduce? I couldn't fathom why that word came from my mother's mouth.

"I'm not a whore. I'm a slut. There's a difference." "Right now you're just a tease. So, be a good slut and show me what's between those thighs." "Such a fucking charmer, you are," mom complimented me, picking her device up from the table and carrying it with her to the corner wall of the kitchen. I had a delicious view of her tits upward from her waist. They were all wet with spit and bouncing with her steps. When she got to the wall, she put her back against it and slid down, sitting her ass on the floor. Finally, she set the camera phone up right between her spread legs, revealing her swollen pussy lips, glistening with her sweet honey. "You like?"

Grandpa and Grandma shouted, raising their hands to hit Mom. But Mom dodged their blows easily, and with a swift, sharp motion, she slapped Denise across the face. "Go on, hit me. Every time you touch me, I'll hit her." Without hesitation, Mom grabbed Denise by the hair and slammed her head to the floor. "You piece of trash! Did you enjoy feeding off my pain, making your life better at my expense? You think you've ruined me, don't you? But guess what? I'm not afraid of you, Denise. I'll make sure everyone knows exactly who you are—a wretched rat."

She said, since Alexander Cassano is a popular Mafia in all of Las Vegas, a situation like this that just occurred, the people must have the video or pictures even though it's just a little part of what happened now, and upload it on the net. "That's right". She turned to face her babies, smiling really widely at them because of how cute they were while still obeying what she said, by shutting their eyes. "Babies, you can open your eyes now. The interesting drama…. I mean, the fun is finally over". She announced. Tyler, Taylor and Tessa finally opened their eyes when they heard their mommy's voice. She was smiling at them, which got them really confused. "I didn't know that mommy loved this

He deserved to work himself to death! Mom's last sentence hit me like an arrow piercing straight through my chest. Tears streaming down my face, I pointed at Winston and yelled, "All he has to do is flirt with you a little, and you throw yourself at him like a desperate dog in heat. I hope Dad comes back as a ghost and drags both of you to hell!" Mom delivered the second slap of my grown-up life. This time, it landed with a harder force than before. Blood trickled from the corner of my mouth, and Mom was so mad that veins on her forehead bulged.

All the grief and rage in my heart transformed into pure hatred. "Martin, why? Killing Mom wasn't enough for you... It wasn't enough that you caused Mom's death. How could you do something this vile? Don't you feel any weight on your conscience when you sleep at night?" Martin viciously slapped me across the face, his features twisted with rage. "Stella, ask yourself: hasn't Mom treated you well all these years? Even when you couldn't give us children, she never said a word. And now you're cursing her? You're going to eat those ashes right now! Then you're going to apologize to Mom! Or else don't blame me for divorcing you!"

"She's so pretty. She looks just like you." Jillian completely lost it upon hearing Maisie's words. She gripped the bottle of sulfuric acid tightly and screamed hysterically, "Who gave you permission to call Daddy "honey"? You don't have the right! Shut your mouth! "Who are you? Did Sienna send you to seduce Daddy? I don't want a new mother, Daddy! Tell her to get lost!" The sulfuric acid sloshed around wildly in the bottle. Jillian was teetering on the edge of a meltdown.