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My Mom Beats Me: Episode 2 by Luca Satana

I don’t mind if my mom beats me. It’s when she really beats me, and I mean really beats me senseless, I really start to lose my mind.

My mom beats me. In pretty much every sense of the word. I know. Weird. She thinks it’s hilarious. It’s sick. And gross. And freaky. And spectacular. But awful, too. And she just laughs and laughs. And I just get beat and beat. In pretty much every sense of the word. I know. Weird.

Excerpt:

Then it happened one day. After school. I was flustered. From school. From general shit. Life. You know.

So, then I see my mom on the couch playing on her tablet. Playing one of her games.

“Hey, Mom,” I said, probably sounding as miserable as I felt.

“Hey, Elvi. What’s up?” my mom said, sounding enthralled, more than likely by the game she was wrapped up in.

“Not much.”

“You sound down.”

“Yeah. General shit.”

“Whose General Shit? Sounds like a right prick.”

“Yeah. He is.” I smiled. I couldn’t help it.

If only we could take all our problems and mash them into one all-encompassing being. Someone we could direct all our anger at. And we could call him General Shit. And he’s a right prick.

“Chess?” my mom suddenly said, smiling, as she held up her tablet.

“Mom, I always beat you,” I said, trying not to smile, since I wasn’t about to expound on the fact that in the whole world, there was only one game I could regularly beat my mom at, and that was chess. Continuing to belabor that point would not be wise. Only further antagonizing my already very antagonizable mom. My very antagonizable highly competitive mom.

“Maybe not this time.” My mom smiled, and rather deviously at that.

“Mom, what could possibly change?” Okay, I wasn’t exactly following my own advice. Abort! Abort!

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The Best Shot: Episode 2: Mommy Wants To Give You The Best Shot At Leading A Productive Life by Luca Satana

What are you supposed to do when your mom says, “Mommy wants to give you the best shot at leading a productive life.”?

For a pretty healthy, mostly normal 18-year-old guy, I think everything was going just fine in my life. So, I wasn’t the most sexual person in the world. I had my future to think about. Who had time for things like girls? Sex? Etc.? Little did I know, those were the exact things that would have protected me from what was about to happen in my life. My totally fucked-up, out-there, life.

Excerpt:

I was asleep. Mostly. But not exactly in a deep sleep. It’s hard to sleep when what just happened to me a few hours earlier just happened. You know what I mean. It was like a dream. A really weird out-there sort of dream. Kind of like the dreamy voice I was hearing.

“Connor?” my mom said softly, before sitting down on the edge of my bed.

“Huh…?” I said, barely audible, and barely conscious.

“Mommy’s so sorry to disturb you, but she just couldn’t sleep.”

“I’m sorry… I guess neither can I…” She didn’t get the hint.

“Oh, sorry to hear that.” She started to massage my thigh.

“Yeah…”  Yeah, she really didn’t get it.

“It’s just that Mommy blew your father before bed, and like a sillyhead, she swallowed his big load.”

“Um. Okay…”

“Mommy loves your father, but his loads aren’t what she would call, well, yummy.”

“Okay…”

“If Mommy had to describe your father’s cum-”

“Mom, that’s the thing. You don’t have to describe Dad’s cum.”

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The Best Shot: Episode 1: Mommy Wants To Give You The Best Shot At Leading A Productive Life by Luca Satana

What are you supposed to do when your mom says, “Mommy wants to give you the best shot at leading a productive life.”?

For a pretty healthy, mostly normal 18-year-old guy, I think everything was going just fine in my life. So, I wasn’t the most sexual person in the world. I had my future to think about. Who had time for things like girls? Sex? Etc.? Little did I know, those were the exact things that would have protected me from what was about to happen in my life. My totally fucked-up, out-there, life.

Excerpt:

It was late, just a few minutes before bed, and I was just sitting on my bed previewing the next unit in my biology textbook, when my mom walked in. She was in a bra and panties. Not super weird for her. But still a little weird for me. Especially given how absolutely bonkers humungous my mom’s boobs were.

“Connor?” my mom said, smiling, all stealthy, as if she was trying not to disturb me too much.

“Yeah?” I said, peeking up at her.

“Can Mommy talk to you?” She sat down on the edge of my bed.

“Sure.” I stayed put where I was, half-lying up against the headboard.

“Come over here.”

“Okay.” I did. What was she up to?

“Mommy was watching Dr. Phil-”

“Mom, you know you’re not supposed to watch Dr. Phil.”

My mom had a problem. With Dr. Phil. Oprah. Maury. Or whoever else was churning out all that day-time TV crap. I mean, sure, that stuff, alone, is pretty harmless. However, when you mix it with someone like my mom, who was very impressionable, maybe too impressionable, the results could be catastrophic. As in this case. Most definitely.

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My Mom Beats Me: Episode 1 by Luca Satana

I don’t mind if my mom beats me. It’s when she really beats me, and I mean really beats me senseless, I really start to lose my mind.

My mom beats me. In pretty much every sense of the word. I know. Weird. She thinks it’s hilarious. It’s sick. And gross. And freaky. And spectacular. But awful, too. And she just laughs and laughs. And I just get beat and beat. In pretty much every sense of the word. I know. Weird.

Excerpt:

It happened one morning. Well. Obviously. What a dumb way to start a story. But it did.

We were in a pillow fight. In my mom’s room. In my mom’s bed. I’m not sure how it started. Or how we even got there. But trust me, we were.

Suddenly, my mom hit me hard. Seemingly extra hard. “Mom! Ow! You’re nuts!” I glared at her.

“No! Your nuts!” My mom giggled, then hit me way harder than she previously did. And in my nuts.

“Ow!!!” I wanted to punch her. Seriously. Imagine that. A guy punching his own mom. And I’m bigger than her. Now. At 18. At 40 she seemed so small. Really weird. Like I was the parent. Or in charge. Kind of hard when she’s the one beating me. All the time. In every sense of the word. But I’ll get to that.

“Ow!!!” She mocked me.

“Forget you, Mom! That really hurt!” I glared at her.

“Oh, cry me a river, Elvi!”

“I will. I am.” I cupped my balls. “Gees.”

“Well, you just need to take a minute.”

“I am. So don’t hit me.”

“Don’t tell me that, Elvi, or I will.”

“Better not. I’m in pain here, Mom.”

“Okay-okay.” She set the pillow down.

I sighed. Finally, I was safe.

Then, my mom cupped my balls for me.

“What?” I said, smirking at her.

“Quiet,” she said, then giggled, as she started to, well, fondle me. It felt weird. Good. Bad. Ugly. But mostly and ultimately, fabulous, as I started to grow.

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