1. Mommy's Love Denied VOL 3 (Chapters 6-8)


    Date: 7/16/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Boy, Cuckold, Exhibitionism, Humiliation, Male / Older Female, Masturbation, Older Female / Males, Reluctance, School, Teen Male / Female, Virginity, Voyeurism, Author: mathew elizabeth, Rating: 61.5, Source: sexstories.com

    I wanted to kill myself then have to deal with the shame. I imagined returning to school and having to face the haunting mocking eyes of the all the cute boys in my grade. With their cute laughing face's engraved into my brain I began to take my school clothes off. Afterwards I put my hands under my panties and start to play with my cliterous. I rubbed and flicked at it; still thinking about the mocking face's of the boys at my school. "THEY-!" Rub rub flick rub rub! "ARE-!" Flick flick rub flick flick! "ALL-!" Flick rub flick! "LAUGHING-!" Flick rub! "AT-!" Rub flick! "MEEEEEEE!!" Let it out! I told myself. Let it all out! The hopelessness, the fear, the heartbreak! I twiddle my fingers even more frantic. My clit didn't need much more stimulation. I threw my legs out high and tightened with the image of surrounding laughing boys mocking my small squeaky bowl movement. The humiliation; oh my the humiliation! YES...YEESS....YEEEESSSSS!!! SPLAASH! I was back in the shower at present time again. I had orgasmed right in the open shower in front of an ignorant teen looking at his computer. My only sons friend! I was so shameful. But I grinned; I was so naughty. It was because of Scott I had these shameful feelings again though. It true that after the incident when I was a young girl and all the boys laughed at me; I had went on a self humiliation masturbation frenzy for months and months. I turned my humiliation into an advantage of pleasure. Better than suicide I concluded. But ...
    then to my surprise a few months had passed and people stopped laughing at me and calling me names. It wasn't the end of the world after all. With that, my humiliation fetish went dormant by the time that year had ended. Years later I got married to Scott's father and after our divorce I made it my mission to be the best mother in the world. The mission backfired however when I found that horrible drawing of me in Scott's bag nearly a month ago. It was horrendous; my face was obscene and ridiculous. I was drawn naked with my big ass drawn even bigger; twice the size! Green gas was expelling out of my drawn bottom! I had never felt so ashamed of my son. I was still ashamed of him. But at the same time I thought about all those boys in my sons grade laughing about me. Laughing about my big juicy booty like I was some funny monster or animal on display. I quivered with excitement from the thought. Those feelings from years ago re-emerged I was dripping like an overheated radiator while I yelled at Scott and told him to go to his room. While I yelled and cried at my son; it felt like cry of rebirth. A sign of change. That night I masturbated my pussy for the first time in a long-long time. I rubbed my pussy and my ass all through my bed-sheets. Dreams with Images and sounds of teen boys; Scott's friends Justin, Andrew, Josh and even Little Ryan laughing at me wide eyed with excitement brung me back to those new, powerful and intense feelings I had when I was a young developing ...
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