Mom Spanking Novels & Stories

But the amount was not simple because it was almost half a million that Mama had made by one of her well -known designers. "Yeah," I answered reluctantly. "It's not bad, but he's just tin. Feed him food so that he'll be more sexy." Adrian said softly and Nicko laughed. I saw my monster father, he was now approaching our place. I looked at the two I said without a loud look. "Kobe, don't embarrass us here." it opened up to me as soon as we arrived at our place. I smiled sarcasm. "Well, don't you even greet your son? Your introduction to me is a sermon right away?" smiling I promise. I could see the movement of his muscles in his face because I knew he was angry and I didn't care.

he strictly instructed. Melanie nods her head. “Alright Daddy!” she beams into his chest which makes Mr Gordon's dick jerk once again inside his trousers. “Stop calling me that, I might spank your ass if you do that again.” he groans, feeling the hotness in his trousers. “Can you do that, daddy!” Melanie chuckles when she gets spanked by him. “Ouch! You are so mean, honey,” she whines as she rubs the part that got spanked with her palm.

She consoled the old man so that he would not be sad. “Grandpa, don’t be sad! I always smile even when I’m sad every time Mommy leaves and doesn’t come back right away.” Ramon was only sadder because of what the boy said. He’s too young to always be left alone with only his nanny. “Grandson, don’t worry, because I’ll always be with you when your mommy and daddy are formally okay,” he whispered to the child while hugging him tightly.

We both groan loud enough to echo off tile. “Fuck, Daddy—” I start. He clamps a hand over my mouth. “Quiet. You’re gonna practice smiling while I fuck you stupid.” He starts moving, hard, deep strokes that rock me onto my toes. Water streams down my back, over his forearms, between us. “Look at me,” he orders, spinning me just enough so I can see us in the mirror: me pinned, tits squished against glass, his huge frame owning me. “Repeat after me,” he grunts between thrusts. “Everything’s great at home, Mom.”

she murmured, her voice choked with emotion as she scanned his small frame for any sign of injury. "I'm okay, Mom," Adam replied, his voice muffled against her shoulder. "Daddy killed the bad man and saved me. I love you, Daddy!" he declared proudly, his words a testament to the bond that had been forged between father and son in the crucible of adversity.

“You shit tards fucked up, and in a big way too.” SMACK comes the paddle followed but a few more smacks as she continues with her ranting, “What. The. FUCK. Were. EACH. Of. You. THINKING!” Attempting to shield our faces from the paddle, we each let our mother finish with her mini beating, learning to accept any and all kinds of punishments before finally she moved to take her seat back next to father, her face full of rage as she continued to stare at us.

More evidence that Momma and Papa had been too soft on him. Papa laid his hand on Rafe's head. Pulled his head down slightly so he could speak in his ear. We all watched as Papa spoke to Rafe privately. I remembered that whispered conversation from Papa. "I love you, my cherished son. And for that reason, I do this. While the physical pain you suffer will be momentary, the rend on my heart will last forever. I hope you learn from this that these are not the actions of men in our family. We do not treat others as tools or animals. We treat them with love and respect."

Daddy said reluctantly, clearly pressured by Mommy’s glare. “See, Jenifer? You should love your husband and not neglect him. Look at me and your father—he never fights me. Trust me, he’s scared of me. One punch from me and he folds. He only acts tough with others, but when I’m around, something else stiffens!” Mommy said, making us laugh. Daddy’s face turned red at her words. Mommy’s mouth really had no brakes. Shaun laughed too. “Enough, honey, close your mouth. You’re embarrassing us in front of the kids,” Daddy said.

My smile falters as he slowly dials it up again, a smirk on his handsome face as Mason pulled out. “Please daddy! I need you…” he lifted me up and guided me to the front seat. Automatically having me on my hands and knees facing the rest of them. He rubbed his cock over my pussy lips, coating his dick with more of my juices while he had me squirming for more. “You're dripping, tell us why…” Mason's deep voice hums as his large hand caressesed my ass, at first I was tentative but when he landed a spank to my cunt he has me letting out more.