Shemale Mom Novels & Stories

She gasped out loud " What did you say " I smirked "You heard me " She wanted to play dirty so here I am giving her the taste of it. She can't win against me. I've been quiet for the whole time she insults me. This time around, I'm gonna stand up for myself. News flash, my stepmother also had a prostitute mother who also gave birth out of wedlock. " you ingrate. I should have never allowed my husband to bring you to my house " she snapped. Her eyes were red. She was so angry

I gave up every last ounce of my dignity. He burst into laughter at the sight of my pathetic state and stomped on my face. "Look at you. Don't you look just like a bitch? Your mom really raised a fine daughter. Is this how she usually seduces men to raise you?" I jerked my head up. "No, that's not true! Mom isn't like that. She is a top-tier psychiatrist who uses her professional expertise to bring a new lease on life to countless patients." I argued fiercely. "She's recognized as an outstanding professional every year, and our house is filled with her awards and certificates. She doesn't need any man to raise me perfectly well!"

"I've had it with you! Do I look like a pushover, huh?" Unaccustomed to such humiliation, Mom struggled to her feet to teach the women a lesson. But her two fists were no match for so many opponents, and she was ultimately forced back to the floor. The women she had bullied over the years punched and kicked her while she lay there helpless, curled up on the floor, protecting her face as best as she could. She was acting just like I used to. For the first time, Mom was defeated by those women. The series of blows she had suffered left her on the brink of madness—more so than ever.

Once again, she tried to steer the crowd's attention back to me. She was ready to burn everything down, but I didn't care. When Mom realized I wasn't reacting, she had no idea how to continue her performance. Once the two of them were finished with their little duet, I spoke up calmly, "I think that's my line, Mom." I connected my phone to the massive screen in the lobby to play the footage of Ellie and Mom's conversation by the gates that day. The camera clearly captured their unusually bloated faces. When Mom saw herself on the screen, her complexion drained instantly.

I rushed to her bathroom to get her pain killers. “ Damien!!!!!”. I shouted “ Mom keep it down”. Lisa groaned as I came out of the bathroom. “ Sorry honey, how do you feel? What do you want to eat? Should I get you hot chocolate?.” “ What happened mom”? He asked as he came panting into the room. “ What happened to Lisa?. “ She got her periods “. I stated. “ Oh my God”. He shouted, panicking, and running down the stairs. “ Dad!!! Lisa's got her periods, do we still have her snacks in the house?”.. he yelled.

My mom shakes her head vehemently, "What do you mean, ‘no’? Damon just raped me! They can do a test on me and check, they can watch the video.” "Shut the fuck up," she whispers, shocking me now. My mom is frantically messing up her hair. She only does that when she’s in distress, "I need you to shut the fuck up." "What? Mom?! He r-" "SHUT UP!" she yells, so I do shut up, in disbelief, "I'm so fucking sorry, baby, but we can't do anything about it. I need you to shut up." What is even going on?

"Craig, I appreciate you were trying to do the right thing, but I just made it so you don't have to worry. So do me a favor and stop being nervous and start treating me the way you've been dreaming about." She slowly ran her tongue across her lips. "Like a slutty little cock tease that you're finally going to get a piece of." "Mom, can I see..." "Don't ask." She pointed to him. "I'm a dirty fucking whore who just gave her son a hand job. Let's hear all the nasty things my pictures made you think of doing." "Stop teasing and show me your fûcking tits." Craig spoke in a rush before he lost his nerve. "Yes sir." Mom whispered, flashing him a quick pout. She let the curtain go and cupping her ba

"Oh, fuck! Deeper, Baby!" she begged. Vincent is clenching her one leg upward and he's fucking her in a standing position. Her two hands firmly gripped both of his shoulders and she was so open to accepting every thrust that the man gave. "You like it, Mommy?" Romana couldn't answer. Her eyes stick upward as she bit her lower lip as if possessed by an evil spirit. Her howls were constant seems enjoying what he was doing. Just a few moments later, Romana gasped as hot liquid gushed from her tunnel.

The other night mama had threatened to bring another wife for her son. "I would get my son a virgin bride if you can't fulfill your part in becoming pregnant for him. I know girls like you, you must have tricked him into believing that you are a saint." Mama said to Sarah. "That friend of yours, what's her name again?.... Mary! She looks like a homely girl from a nice family. And your possible replacement." Mama mocked Sarah more. "I love my husband mama and he knows everything about me." "Does he know that you are an ashawo (prostitute)?"