Mommy's Love Denied 3 - Sex Stories

Mommy's Love Denied 3

... were in the car; mom lovingly put her right hand on my wrist. I smiled at that. This evening was going to be heaven. It was going to be a hot afternoon and evening; so my mother had the air conditioning on. Mom and I collected some takeout chicken and ate together in the restaurant. We just talked about school and work. It was nice. After that; we went to the video store to collect our movie. Mom was usually in the mood for romantic-comedies. I was just happy to spend time with my mother so I just let her choose what she wanted to watch. To my surprise she chose a science fiction drama. I looked at the title and instantly knew what the movie was. It was a movie about a grieving mother struggling to cope with the loss of her 9-year-old son. She is stunned when her psychiatrist and her husband tell her that she has created nine years of memories of a son she never had. But when she meets the father of one of her son's friend who is having the same experience, she embarks on a mission to prove her son's existence and her sanity. It was a strange and heart-warming film. I remember watching it alone. It was late at night in my room and the movie was playing on my television. I remembered the dream I had in the morning. The thought of not existing and everyone going on with life without me was sad and turned my stomach. The film showed it through the dedicated mothers point of view though; so the film might be therapeutic. We left the video store and made our final stop to the ...

... Ice-cream parlour. Mom and I ordered our jumbo sized chocolate sunday. With spoons in our hands; we dug in. We both looked innocently into each others eyes as we stuffed our mouths full of ice-cream and syrup. I was so happy. It was just like old times. We finished up with big smiles and full stomachs and drove home. It was 6:30 in the evening and it was dark when we returned home. My schoolbag was still left on the kitchen table. While I was about to put the movie in the player I noticed mom grab my schoolbag and search through it. I didn't mind. Mom usually did that to clear out my lunchbox just in case I didn't eat anything. I put the movie in the machine when I heard my mother gasp and yelp. "Oh my god!" Mom yelled with a look of absolute disgust, "What is this?" "What's what mommy?" I ask, running into the kitchen area. "This...This filth!' Mom scorned at me; shaking and teary eyed. Mom held up a piece of paper in display. My heart dropped and my stomach crumbled. It was Ryan's drawing of my mom. It must have been a replica drawing. It had the exact same silly expression on it. Her head was still too small for her body and green gas expelled out of her drawn ass. The labelling and title were completely different. Instead of it saying 'Scott's Mom' above her head, it said, 'My Mom'. Instead of being titled 'Fart Monster!', it was titled 'Fart Bitch!". I looked into my mothers eyes and saw the disappointment and heartbreak in her face. I was about to explain to her that it ...