Mommy's Love Denied 3 - Sex Stories

Mommy's Love Denied 3

... and chairs. Our male maths teacher was writing numbers and equations on the board that I couldn't hope to understand. I was hopeless at math. Both Ryan and Justin were in my class and were a year younger than me because they started school early. They were better at math than I was. I daydreamed in class and looked longingly into my notebook for a while. I couldn't wait for the day to end and spend time with my loving mommy. The daydream was interrupted when a piece of A4 paper flew onto my desk. The girl on the adjacent desk lightly passed it to me with an awkward frown. I looked at the drawing on the piece of paper. My eyes widened and my pupil's dilated to the most obscene, heart shattering drawing I could ever receive. The drawing on the piece of paper was of my mother. She was crudely labelled 'Scott's Mom'. Her eyes were bulging and her tongue was sticking out; she looked like a crazy slut. They made her face look so ugly. Her figure was drawn butt-naked; her ass twice as big as real life. Her head was too small for her body. She was bent over and her hands were spreading her ass-cheeks apart. Green gas was drawn expelling from her anus. Below the drawing was labelled 'Fart Monster'. I scrunched up the drawing in frustration. The entire class laughed at me; even the girl next to me. I looked over towards where Ryan and Justin was sitting. Ryan smiled at me and waved; giving me the most evil grin. The fucking jealous little shit! Making fun of my mom's looks! Who care's ...

... if her ass is big! All the better! Andrew, Josh and Justin at least had some taste and understood that well enough. Those guys knew her big ass was wonderful. Why couldn't Ryan realise that? For once I was mad that my mother wasn't being sexualised for a change. I ran out of the classroom; leaving my school backpack near my desk and not asking permission to leave. I wasn't crying this time; I was raging. My face was hot and red like a demon as I walked to the nearest open bin can. I opened up the scrunched up piece of paper and looked at the ridiculous drawing one last time. With a heave in my throat; I tore the paper in half. I gritted my teeth and tore the halves in quarters. I clapped the pieces together with an explosive pop between the palm of my hands; crumbling the pieces and tearing them into bits too. I made it impossible for anyone to recognise or repair the drawing. "Mom is not a fart monster! She's my mommy!" I heaved; breathing in and out near the bin, " I love and adore her! I will never let people disrespect her! She loves me with all her heart and I will defend her honour forever!" With that I separated myself from Ryan and the group for the rest of the day. I let out a sigh of relief when the end school bell rung. The rest of the evening and afternoon was going to be a date with my mommy-goddess. I was so excited. When I returned walking home from school. Mom and I instantly drove out of the driveway and decided to get some early take-out for dinner. When we ...