Mommy's Love Denied 7 - Sex Stories

Mommy's Love Denied 7

... had passed and people stopped laughing at me and calling me names. It wasn't the end of the world after all. With that, my humiliation fetish went dormant by the time that year had ended. Years later I got married to Scott's father and after our divorce I made it my mission to be the best mother in the world. The mission backfired however when I found that horrible drawing of me in Scott's bag nearly a month ago. It was horrendous; my face was obscene and ridiculous. I was drawn naked with my big ass drawn even bigger; twice the size! Green gas was expelling out of my drawn bottom! I had never felt so ashamed of my son. I was still ashamed of him. But at the same time I thought about all those boys in my sons grade laughing about me. Laughing about my big juicy booty like I was some funny monster or animal on display. I quivered with excitement from the thought. Those feelings from years ago re-emerged I was dripping like an overheated radiator while I yelled at Scott and told him to go to his room. While I yelled and cried at my son; it felt like cry of rebirth. A sign of change. That night I masturbated my pussy for the first time in a long-long time. I rubbed my pussy and my ass all through my bed-sheets. Dreams with Images and sounds of teen boys; Scott's friends Justin, Andrew, Josh and even Little Ryan laughing at me wide eyed with excitement brung me back to those new, powerful and intense feelings I had when I was a young developing girl. I still clung to the shower ...

... wall of my resort rooms ensuite, poking my wet slippery ass out for 'Rhyno' to see from outside the window. I wasn't worried about little Ryan seeing me anymore. He had his eyes glued to his technology as usual. I looked at the time on my cell-phone and I noticed that 45-minutes had passed. I was in the shower for that long? My phone beeped and vibrated for a fourth time. "Get out and get dressed now Blubber Butt. You took your time" I quickly sprung out of the shower and got my panties and bra back on while I walked to towards the ensuite doorframe. I walked towards my bed and got a better look at the window. I half danced and twirled. Giving the man outside a great show. But I still saw no one. I was getting very frustrated. Was 'Rhyno' really here? Were the text from him sent far away and he was just guessing that I was going to have a shower? "I'm going to have a rest for a bit Ryan," I said to Scott's friend, "Why don't you hang out with Scott," "I will," Ryan explained, "My computer, tablet and phone will be fully charged soon." With that said, I lifted the warm covers of my bed and entered them. As I slowly tried to drift off to sleep I thought about the incident that had just occurred; I thought about it for what felt like ages; many minutes had passed. How was it possible? How could 'Rhyno' see me and know what I was doing? My phone beeped once more. It vibrated on the wood of the side cabinet at the right out my bed. I tirelessly reached out for it with a yawn and ...