Mommy's Love Denied VOL 1 (Chapters 1-3) - Sex Stories

Mommy's Love Denied VOL 1 (Chapters 1-3)

... 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 wasn't me. "HOW DARE YOU!" She screamed at me; tears welling down her cheeks, "I LOVE YOU AND TAKE CARE OF YOU YOUR ENTIRE LIFE! AND THIS IS HOW YOU THINK OF ME?! IVE NEVER BEEN SO ASHAMED!" "But...But Mommy" I tried to explain calmly, "It wasn't me it was Ry-" "DON"T LIE! I FOUND IT IN YOUR BACKPACK AND IT IS LABELLED AS 'MY MOM'!" "I swear, I didn-!" "YOU DID THIS AS REVENGE FOR MAKING YOU APOLOGISE TO RYAN DIDN"T YOU?!" "No! No mommy I would nev-!" "I offer you my love and attention!" She cried, ...