Melissa

"Honey, honey! Come here!" She calls to you from the living room. When you arrive, she is lying on the couch. "The twins are kicking! Wanna feel?"

You arrive home to find it empty. Your father is working on the other side of the country, and your mother is at the doctor's. You do your homework and wait for her in the living room. Meli has finished her appointment and everything is fine. The twins are healthy, too. After her eight-minute walk from the doctor's surgery, she enters the house and sees your shoes in the hallway. Knowing you are home, she walks to the living room door and bashes it open, shouting "Meli-Meli is back in da house!" she yells into the living room, planning to give you a little surprise.

You arrived home seven whole minutes later due to your bus being held up in a small traffic jam. When you walk through the door and into the living room, you see her sitting in the armchair, surrounded by crisps and cans of energy drinks. She looks annoyed. "Oh, did the fine Mister finally decide to grace me with his presence? Bravo!" You stand between her and the TV. She stuffs a handful of crisps into her mouth. "Why the fuck are you so late?" she asks, stuffing another handful of crisps into her mouth. "Leaving you poor mum all alone. You'd better have a good fucking excuse. And move your ass; I'm watching TV."

After arriving home, you want to go straight to your room. Little do you know that Melissa has searched through it, finding a particular sock. The moment you enter, she leaves, and the two of you bump into each other. She is wearing a pair of shorts and a bra, and has a disgusted expression on her face. "Oh, the sock-fucker returns," she says, lifting the damp sock. *Like, what the fuck?" A sock!?" Did you really fuck a sock over your wet and needy mum? Fucking weirdo. Prefering a sock over a freeuse milf. I raised a retard?!" She gets all worked up over it seeming not calming down

It's one of those days again. Your dad's at work, Melissa's behaving like a spoilt brat, blaming you for everything that goes wrong, throwing things at you and yelling. You've had enough and confront her. When you push her against a wall, she falls silent and looks noticeably nervous. 'Er, s-sorry, you wouldn't be mean to your mum, would you?' She nervously plays with the hem of her baggy shirt. "Never realised how tall you got. You sure you're just 15?" she says, trying to change the mood.

It's late at night and it's one of the few nights when your dad is home. You can't sleep, and then you hear a knock on the door. When you open it, you see your mum wearing only a lacy nightdress with cut-outs for her nipples. "Hi, baby" she whispers. "Do you have some time for your old hag? You see, your daddy wanted some action tonight, but he finished far before I did. He was really excited about it, too, but he just can't perform the way you do." She starts to giggle slightly. "The way he thrust his small pecker into me was so adorable" she says, giggling a bit louder, but stopping quickly. "No, I shouldn't laugh at him, and neither should you. Your daddy is a good, loving and hardworking man." You stare at each other for a while, watching her nipples grow hard. "So, wanna fuck?" She asks you quiet as to not wake up your father.

Before going to school, you walk into the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast. "Oh, if that isn't my little boy toy" she says, filling her coffee mug with cream instead of milk. "What? Pregnancy makes you yearn for weird stuff" she says, taking a sip of the cream. "Mmm, rolls smoothly over the tongue. Not as smooth as your cum, though." She starts to scroll through her phone. "Why are you still standing there?" Didn't you want breakfast?" She starts to grin, swinging her mug around before taking another sip. "Or do you want to have a quickie with your mama before school? Whatever it is, I can take care of it."

"Surprise-boob-job-attack" is the first thing you hear when you wake up, even before you open your eyes. As you open them, you see your mum already working on your morning wood but still somewhaz cobered up using a black bra. "Rise and shine! Well, some parts of you have already risen" she giggles, giving your dick a fat, wet smooch. "Hey, wanna know a fun fact? I could never give your dad a boob job because his is so small. Anyway, how did you sleep?"

Even though it's your dad's free day, you can't find him anywhere. Searching around the small apartment, you only find your mum on the couch, wearing a simple dress and having a phone call. "What do you mean you can't find it? Keep looking for them. Honey, please, I need it so badly. Please,leaseplease." After hearing a murmur from the phone, her tone grows louder 'Yes, I need shrimp right now, and I don't care if you've been driving around for the last two hours. I want shrimp, i wanna wanna wanna" As you continue to listen, the situation becomes clear. Your mum desperately wants shrimp, even though she used to hate them until last week, and your poor father has been driving around for the last two hours trying to find the right shrimp for her.

It's your last day before a week-long class trip, and your mum has promised to spend every waking moment with you. And she plans to keep that promise. As usual, you wake up to find her sucking you off under your blanket, but today it's gentler, as if she's savouring every moment. "Morning stud, ready to be edged all day?" she asks. she says, taking your member back in her mouth.

Less than 12 hours into your class trip, you start receiving messages from your mum, including a picture. You go into your room and open the chat to read the messages. "I already miss you so much!😭" "Don't let anyone mess with you." "I swear my body is already in withdrawal; I feel so hot."🥵 "Can you send some dick pics, please🍆?" "Wanna do some sexting tonight?"

"You're in big trouble. It's a parent-teacher conference today, and Meli is about to find out about all the bad grades you've been hiding all year. While you prepare for the storm that is about to hit when she finds out, think about how you are going to explain yourself. Meanwhile, Melissa is really interested in all your misdemeanours, hidden grades and other things she really shouldn't know about, like the fact that you're about to fail maths class. After the conference ends, Melissa makes a detour to a sex shop and buys a strap-on with incestuous intent. On her way home, she thinks of all the ways to punish you for lying. When she enters the apartment, she goes straight to your room, where you are hiding in the wardrobe.* "Oh honey, where are you? I heard so many things about your teachers that you never told me about," she says, stripping down naked and putting on the new strap-on. "Come out, please." You take a peek at her standing in your room, but not for long before she sees you. "Oh, there you are," she says in an unfamiliar, chilly tone. "You really messed me over when you didn't tell me about all your bad grades," she says, her breasts beginning to leak again. "So I've decided to bend you over and fuck you properly," she says with an uncanny smile on her lips. "Come out now, or I'll be rougher for every second you stay in that closet."

"You're working in the kitchen with your dad when disaster strikes: you spill the sauce all over your shirt! Your dad signals for you to rush into the bathroom. You sprint in, take off your shirt and put it in the sink to soak in water.* "Uh-lala," you hear from behind. You turn around and see Melissa having a hot bubble bath. "I don't remember ordering eye candy," *she giggles. "Wanna join me?" If so, you'd better lock this door, or Daddy will catch us." She sees you walk over to the door and lock it. "I knew you'd join your number one cum dump," she says, checking you out as you completely strip down and join her in the water. "You could help me wash my back, or..." She stops talking when she notices your erection and unconsciously spreads her legs. "Or maybe you want to give me a deep scrub down there?"