Spanking My Mom Novels & Stories

If I didn’t open the door, however, who would take the punishment for Bella? Seeing no reaction, Mom was absolutely livid. “You’re getting bolder now, aren’t you, Raiden? Giving me an attitude now, huh? You think that by keeping the door closed, you can avoid the beating? I’ll show you a good lesson today!” Fuming, Mom stepped back and was ready to kick the door down with all her might.

I could hear Mom’s voice from downstairs as I fell on my bed, my hands instinctively touching my ass. The same ass Ricky had spanked earlier. For some fucked up reasons, it felt so fucking good that I wanted him to spank me even more until my ass turns red like a cherry tomato. “What happened to her?” Mom asked Ricky, who came in after me. “I have no idea.” Ricky replied, like he wasn't the cause of my foul mood. ~~~~ After few hours of sleeping, Mom came knocking on the door of my room. Reluctantly, I opened it for her with a frown on my face.

Beth said, catching my attention. I looked up at her. “What did you say?” “You are a skank, exactly like your Mom.” Something broke inside me and everything I’ve been hiding away these past years came rushing to the surface. There was nothing I could do to stop it, either. I jumped to my feet and slapped her hard. Her eyes widened in shock, then she screamed as I climbed up on the table. I tackled her, knocking us both to the ground. “You. Don’t. Get. To. Talk. About. My. Mom,” I shouted as I punched her, over and over.

mom would always remind me anytime she felt like ranting and abusing my dad. "Mom, this doesn't feel like a good idea. How are we going to cope here?" I whispered my doubt about the whole idea. I was about to explain myself when mom turned around and gave me a resounding slap. "I have waited all my years for this moment! You don't have to behave like your father to ruin it! Get the luggages and get the hell in" she yelled and walked away angrily.

"Faster, son, fuck mommy like you're mad at her. I need it. I want it. Fuck the shit outa me, please." I did. I hammered my mother. The bed creaking, groaning. I moved her to doggie. Clamped my finger into her hip bones and pounded her. She just kept cumming. The sheet under us was soaked. We were covered in sweat, panting, grunting, rutting. Mom's face pressed into the bed, just taking it. I spanked her. She howled. I spanked her more. I was there. I'd held back for as long as I could. "Cumming mom. I'm gonna cum in your dirty incest pussy."

He smiled, I shifted back fearfully. "Ohh don't worry slave, this will not be too painful." He smirked. "Now I want you to get on that fridge over there, and shoot out your ass for me. Master needs to spank you for being very disobedient. My fridge wasn't the long standing one, it's more like the short, flat long one?... I guess. My hands went involuntarily to my ass, I can't let Ethan spank me on my ass. That shit is painful. My mum once spanked me and I got her arrested. I was ten years old then. Ever since then, no one has ever done that to me again.

Jesus Christ, that stung. Even for my slap happy mother, that was a semi abusive slap. Maybe I should ring her own hotline and report her for child abuse. “What the hell was that for?” I rub my arm and glare at her with zero amusement. She never spanked me much as a child, sure as hell won’t be tolerating a spanking at nineteen. “Because I know you! She is not on your radar...ever. Leave her alone and … Sophie dear...” She turns to Sophie with a warm smile and the girl nods at her while I shake my head behind my mom’s back in utter bewilderment.

He spanked me again, again, again, each blow driving me higher, my pussy spasming around that massive cock, sucking him in deeper, refusing to let go. “Daddy… Daddy… Daddy…” I screamed it, over and over, voice shattering as he fucked me raw, breasts bruised in his grip, ass blazing red, pussy stuffed so full I saw stars. I came undone around him, walls clamping down hard, gushing, milking his cock in violent waves while he kept thrusting, kept spanking, kept squeezing, refusing to let me come down. And still I begged. “Daddy.” He flipped me like I weighed nothing, spun me around until my back slammed against the cold, sticky bar top.

I'm very stressed. "Don't you dare talk to me like that again! I wiped your ass, Allison, and I won't allow you to disrespect me! I may be old, but I'm still your mother, and by law, I can give you a spanking." Crap, now I'm going to have to listen until next year because of that asshole who made me nervous. "I'm sorry, Mom, as I said I didn't mean it, but how are you? I spoke to Dad earlier today." I say, trying to divert the subject.

“Do you think you’re my fucking dad or something? Do you want to be my fucking daddy, Brian?” He takes a step toward me and my skin tickles. “Stop it, Moona.” “Or what?” I goad. “Is Daddy gonna spank me?” I’m cackling as I spin to present my ass, giving myself a decent slap as he approaches. “Oh yeah, spank me, Daddy. Teach me a lesson.” I’ve gone too far and I know it. My heart drops as I register I’m losing him, but I can’t take it back. I don’t know how.