Mom Spanking Novels & Stories

“Now let Mommy ride you.” I straddled him, sinking down onto his thick length. My heavy breasts bounced as I rode him hard, grinding my clit against his pelvis. Alex’s hands gripped my hips, guiding me faster. “Ride your son’s cock, Mom. Show me how bad you need it.”

"A cool guy. So don't do this." Seeing that his son still didn't understand, Keenan quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around the master's waist. "I'm embarrassed," Farel whined. "Hey, you're wrong. This is what a cool guy looks like," Keenan interjected as he adjusted the towel. He also posed in Popeye style. Showing off his muscles because he happened to be eating a short-sleeved t-shirt. "A man's chest and arms are weapons to be proud of. So there's no need to be ashamed."

Duke said "This brat! How dare you insult your grandpa? Okay, I admit you are running the company better than me and your dad but don't forget I am your grandfather" Old master Rodgers said being offended by his words. "Grandpa I don't want to get married now. Do you want me to do anything else?" Duke asked.

"I'm sure you of all people know how our world works, Ms. Daymond. We don't marry for love. It is a mere abstract concept. Marriage is just a tactful strategy to further improve our businesses." I shake my head vehemently, completely at odds with his words, but I know it's useless arguing with men of his power. Men like my father. They're thick headed and refuse to listen to what the other person has to say. If Sebastian's childhood was anything like mine, then I feel sorry for him. Everyone knows about Anthony Crosswalk and his ruthless reputation. I could guess having him as a father is not an easy feat, so I don't hold Sebastian's rude behavior against him.

"Hey, Sweety. I'm home. My mind was racing. I'm sorry if I got carried away in there. I feel horrible about what happened. I didn't mean to touch you like that." I didn't want to feel bad. Our job is to make men horny, and I did my job. "Don't worry, dad. At least I didn't choke this time. And you definitely didn't freeze. Get some rest. I love you!" "No, you ABSOLUTELY DIDN'T CHOKE THIS TIME! I love you too. Good night, Monica!"

Generally, Papa is a cool dude, but he turns into HULK if anyone even raises his or her voice on Maa, including his children. . “Don’t worry about that, doll. You are stressing yourself without any important reason.”, He said, cupping her cheeks. . “But..” . “If it were you there at Ella’s place, then would you have expected me to sit back at home doing nothing?”, He asked, shutting Maa’s mouth. “Don’t be our son’s weakness.”, She just nodded in an understanding way and then slapped on his hand for starting his romance in front of me. I want to have the same relation with Ella. I want to grow old with her and love her in the same way, just like my father does to my mother.

His thick nine-inch shaft, veined and angry, stretched her cunt obscenely on every thrust, pulling out glistening with her arousal before driving back in balls-deep. “Fuck, Mom, your pussy still gets so sloppy for your son’s cock,” Damien growled, his hand cracking down on her ass hard enough to leave a bright red imprint. The sound echoed through the chamber. Victoria moaned like a whore in heat. “Yes, baby! Harder! Mommy’s cunt belongs to you! Use it! Breed your mother again!” Standing to the side, slowly stroking his even thicker ten-inch cock, was my father, Marcus. 48 years old, silver temples, powerful buildings from years of construction work and “private family sessions.” His heavy b

when I said that, dad's face went pale in fear. "Fuck off, son! Just because you are all grown up, don't think that you can win from me. I am still your dad. I am the one who taught to survive along with the tricks." dad growls "And, I was complimenting my sexy as hell wife. Why would I compliment a STD walking whore?" by the time he finished the sentence, mom was gripping the whore with her hair and scolding at her from touching her son with hands full of other man sperm filled hands. Eeeeww, mom.

I shook my head, “He’s just a friend dad, he’s helping me get away from all the Steve drama and the Darren drama.” He looked over to the kids, “You know I love you to death right kiddo, but I feel like I need to say this. You need to settle down, you’ve got 3 kids, 2 are biologically yours and they all have different fathers. You don’t get help with any of them, I’m telling you Ian is a real man, he won’t act up like those boys did. I thought when you met Steve you would settle down but it was always rocky. He needs to grow the fuck up that kid.”

He just grinned and snatched them away, then took a step back to regard me. “Don’t act like you don’t want this” he said with a smirk “we both know this has been a long time coming, Monica. You lack discipline, and yet you crave it! You need an older man, a father figure to straighten you out. You need to be spanked, Monica. You need to be spanked like the naughty little girl you are.”