Mommy's Love Denied 8 - Sex Stories

Mommy's Love Denied 8

... his naughty eyes and demeanour, it all made sense. Little Ryan was the one who indulged me with my humiliation fantasies; mostly concerning my large butt. Little Ryan was the one who knew all those naughty secrets about me! Little Ryan was the one who I truly loved. These feelings were new but scary. It added a whole new level of eroticism for me. A school boy, my sons cheeky friend, oh my goodness! Ryan just moved silently towards his equipment that was plugged in near the sofa. It was so strange that we hadn't talked to each other about it yet. Even the things he was whispering to me in the restaurant were merely his playful 'mommy' talk. HIS fantasy. Which made sense as well. Ryan had lost his mother at birth. He never knew what it was like to have a mother. It was something that was denied to him his entire life. So it made sense for him see me as his motherly symbol. Ryan sexualised me though, so that means he hit puberty a while ago. No prepubescent boy could be so advanced with sex such as he was. I was already wet, thinking about the words on the chat-program and looking at the cute face of the boy that typed them. He knew me more than anyone. I discussed intimate and private things with him but also loving, fun and passionate things. I told him about my favourite music and movies. He was kind enough to send me links on the internet to my favourite artists. Even though they weren't his generation of music. It was so sweet of him. I discussed my hobbies and interests ...

... with him and he would eagerly praise or encourage me. He made me blush like I was part of a romantic comedy film. The more I thought about it; the more I realised that Scott never gave me those things. Even in an innocent way, he neglected me as a mother. Plus, yes, he neglected me as a woman as well. It was no denying that I was beautiful and all the boys in Scott's school talk about my ass like it was for sale; Ryan/'Rhyno' told me online. It was probably an additional reason why Scott drew that horrible drawing of me; on top of revenge for me punishing him for making fun of Ryan; he didn't wan't those boys to be interested in me. He didn't wan't me to see that I COULD be treated better, better then he treats me. What am I his servant? He never appreciated me! Not like the boys in his school. Not like adorable Little Ryan. I crawled onto the bed doggie style. It was time for your reward Little Ryan. You deserve the reward only a mother could give to her son. Warmth, true warmth. I peeled off my trousers along with my panties and revealed my large bare butt cheeks and tightly closed pink pussy. I looked behind myself with my nuckles pushed harshly into the bed covers. I saw the look on Ryan's face. It was a look I will never forget; and, hopefully forever see. Little Ryan stood there. His shirt was already off. His skinny hairless chest heaving with excitement. His rib cage could be slightly seen every time he extended his little chest and inhaled. His bony shoulders lifted ...