Mommy's Love Denied 3 - Sex Stories

Mommy's Love Denied 3

... faster and faster. I imagined myself standing outside of my house and looking into one of my windows. I could see Ryan and my mom laughing and flopping around on the couch in hilarity. They weren't watching television. They were staring at the window and looking at me. They were warm and comfy inside while I was cold and wet outside. I saw them point and jeer at me from within. They were pointing at my little penis and making fun of me. Naked and alone I pulled harder and harder at my penis. They both seemed to be very entertained. My voyeurs pointed and whispered sensual conspicuous things into each others ears. I whaled and cried from the outside. Tear drops ran down my nose. I heaved and moaned longingly with my cries. They both laughed harder and harder the closer I reached climax. The thought of them laughing at me sent shivers down my spin and powerful thoughts of humiliation and helplessness. They both got off the couch and kneeled by the window; unable to contain their strained laughter. I pulled harder and harder. Both Ryan and my mom stared intently with face's of hilarity and amazement at how small my little prick was. They didn't even bother to look me in the eyes. They just had their eyes glued onto my sticky aching penis that was about to climax. "Please Mommy" I squealed from the outside, "Please don't forget me! Please don't stop loving me! MOM!! MOMMY!!!" With that I squirted my cum on the imaginary window. They both laughed and clapped as my little wee-wee ...

... spasmed and twirled in delight and the milk sprayed unevenly on the imaginary glass. I shake and shudder on my bed in the darkness of my room like a dying spider and passed out. My imaginary mother stuck her middle finger up at me and flipped me off from inside through the window. My eyes were wide with horror and heartbreak as she stood up with Ryan; turned around and lovingly placed her arm over his skinny bony shoulders. She swiftly shut the curtains; shutting me out of her life for good. No; no mommy! I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. A couple of hours had past. I could hear the music from the rolling credits of the movie. It's amazing how much time had passed when I crashed out asleep. Ryan and Mom had already watched the movie together. As the music dimmed I heard Mom and Ryan talk again. "Did you enjoy the movie Ryan?" I heard mom ask him. "Yeah," He began, "It was really interesting and very touching. The mom really loved the son enough to search that much?" "That's what mothers are for," My mom said sweetly. "I wish I had a mom," I heard Ryan say pretty emotional. "Awe sweetie. You have family. That's all that matters. Your father and your older brother love you." "I know but I don't get that warm tender feeling that the movies show." "Awww...sweetie," Mom cooed. "Tell you what would be great; and i'm only saying this because Scott is asleep," Ryan began, "Could I call you 'mommy' once and a while? I mean; your the closest person to a mother I have ever been ...