Netorare Mama: My Parents Betrayal 3 - Sex Stories

Netorare Mama: My Parents Betrayal 3

Netorare Mama: My Parents Betrayal 3 By Mathew Elizabeth "Oh my god, Scott's here!" I heard a girl from my grade say as I walked past, ignoring her and stride into the main door. The party was very crowded. Ear bursting music played and thudded throughout my two-story luxury home. The house had to be filled with more than 100 boys and girls between the ages of 16 and 18 there were some middle school kids there too, but not too many. I looked around silently, most of them stuck with there own age groups. I noticed my mother was serving them all alcohol and food, with a tight mini skirt and sleeveless top. Everyone was already very drunk and Jay had already made his introduction and walked around greeting all of the guests. Many of the boys I knew from school had already congratulated Jay for seducing my mother the town 'Milf'. "Where the fuck is Wade and Andrew?" I said to myself, looking around at people who were surprised by my arrival. The party raged on however, the music was deafening and Jay and my mother hadn't realised I was home yet. I walked around the living area and towards the kitchen. All rooms were crowded with people from school. I turned the corner and there they were. Wade and Andrew were leaning on the kitchen bench with beers in their hands laughing and talking with my mother who was chopping up more food for all the guests. I didn't walk entirely into view so I was confident the three of them hadn't seen me yet. Trust me, my house is like a labyrinth. ...

... Many boys who were walking to the toilet down the hall noticed me and pointed me out. "Wow Scott! Wow man, you weren't supposed to know about this party!" "Wow Scott's here! Umm Dude, Jay Roberto the guy we knew back when we were kids; he's dating your mom! Did you know about that? Fuck dude that rough!" "Dude! Your momma and her boyfriend throw a great party bro!" I waved them all away in a dismissive manor, being very passive aggressive. I was dealing with the situation in my own way. Basically my nightmare had become real. While I knew I was holding it together at that point. I figured the aftermath would be a different story. Once I would sink the situation in the feeling of devastation would pour through me. But at that point I looked rather strong willed considering the circumstances. I saw Andrew leave the kitchen and walk towards the hallway where I was. I didn't move. I was ready for some confrontation for a change. He stopped dead in his tracks and looked at me wide eyed, "Stumpy! You're here! Oh shit!" "What the fuck Andrew!" I started "What the hell is happening man? What is everyone doing here?! Why did you and Wade lie to me?! I thought the three of us were best friends!" I cried out. The questions flooded out of me. There was a consequence to me being so verbal and laying down my feelings. I began to break down. With every word I spoke, my eyes flooded more and more with tears and my voice became all whispery. My chest heaved up and down with a sense of hopeless ...