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Parents Just Don't UnderstandChapter 8 free porn video
“Hey Niko,” I said, trying to act like I didn’t know he was staring directly at my tits.
He was a sleaze, just like the rest of them. But something about this guy was different, somehow - he’d been around for a week or two.
A new record for Mom. Maybe she was settling down?
“Hey kiddo,” he grunted. I actually don’t think he’d bothered to learn my name - as far as I was concerned, I was just a piece of eye-candy. I’d heard him refer to me as “your slut daughter” to my mother a few times, which was totally not fair. I wasn’t a slut - I’d never even had sex.
You can’t be a slut when you’re a virgin, right? I made a mental note to check that with Lily or Kate next time we hung out. I learned so much from my friends - I was just glad that they’d decided to take me under their wing, and teach me all the stuff that older girls know.
“Get me the milk,” Niko ordered, and a shiver ran down my spine.
Don’t get me wrong - I am not turning into my Mom, but I’m starting to see what she sees in some of these guys. There’s something weirdly hot about being ordered around, you know?
My Mom is a total slut, and so of course there’s something about that which attracts guys who want to order her around. Probably the fact that she’ll do literally whatever they ask.
Ugh. My mother is the worst. But yeah, like I said, I can sort of see the appeal. Even being given basic instructions like “hold the door” is enough to send a bit of a thrill through my body.
Last week, a mall cop told me to hurry up ‘cos the store was going to close soon. I spent like a week thinking about that while I was stroking myself.
But I’m not turning into my Mom. I am not.
The milk was on the bottom shelf of the fridge, so I bent over, knowing that Niko would be checking out my ass as I did. The thin, pink, checkered fabric would be stretching across my butt-cheeks, and I was sure that... -
“Ow!”
As I was fetching the milk, I might have wiggled my ass just a little. Nothing wrong with that, right? But apparently Niko had taken it as an invitation to reach out and spank me.
Not hard, just a light slap. But still. It was totally unacceptable.
“Thanks,” he grunted, and I left the room as quickly as I could, my cheeks blazing.
How dare he. How dare he. I was going to go and tell Mom, straight away.
I mean, just as soon as I’d gone to my room and gotten off a few times.
No, this was an emergency. Once. I’d get off once, just to calm down, and then I’d tell Mom.
“I don’t know what you want me to do,” Mom said with a shrug. “Niko’s the man of the house now - if he decided you needed to be spanked, there was probably a good reason for it.”
I stared, gobsmacked.
“But Mo-om!”
“I’m sorry honey, but...”
She trailed off, and I looked up from my feet to see what was wrong. There was a look of real worry in her eyes, and a slightly desperate tone when she continued.
“I don’t want to lose him,” she said, and a single tear slowly made its way down her right cheek.
Really? I thought to myself. Him? I didn’t say that, of course. I love my Mom, and if this was important to her, I’d do whatever I could.
We stood in silence for a few seconds, and then finally I nodded.
“Thanks,” Mom said, a hint of hope in her voice. She reached out and adjusted my bra - the right strap had somehow gotten twisted. “You’re my little angel.”
“I love you, Mom,” I mumbled, and she pulled me in for a hug. Her skin was warm against mine, and I found myself relaxing into the hug.
“Well well well,” a gruff voice said, and I rolled my eyes. Niko had found us. “What have we got here?”
“Nothing,” Mom said brightly, and I tried not to shudder as his hand made its way down to her barely-covered ass. More and more, Mom had taken to wearing nothing but a bra and panties around the house.
I was unable to stop myself from shuddering when Niko’s other hand reached down and grasped mine as well. But, remembering the conversation I’d just had with Mom, I didn’t say anything. I just grit my teeth, and tried to remember what Niko’s hand felt like on my ass, just in case I wanted to think about it later that day when I got off.
After that, the daily fondling just became something I had to put up with. Slaps on the ass around the kitchen, a quick grope whenever we ran into each other in the hallway, his hand on my leg for the whole trip every time I got him to drive me to the mall.
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