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 Mommy's Love Denied

   By Mathew Elizabeth

   Chapter One

   These strange feelings started when I was only 13-years-old.  I always
knew my 30-year-old mother was a beautiful woman; with her long blonde
flowing hair, her blue shimmering eyes and her wonderful voluptuous figure.
She was the most gorgeous woman I knew.  I loved her with all my heart and
would have done anything for her.  It was pure innocent love.  That was
until all my vulgar school friends started to talk about seducing her and
'doing things' with parts of her body.

   My name is Scott; and I had become a rather disturbed 13-year-old.  I
was probably the most muscular kid among my group of friends; which was
ironic since I was the kid everyone made fun of for being super goofy.  I
guess it was because of my personality.  I was the only child in my family.
So I was very ignorant to things like 'popular culture' and I wasn't funny
or witty at all.  It was easy to trick and make fun of me.  I was super
gullible.

   My mother's name was Penelope; she was 30-years-old, single and was
divorced from my father who had moved to Europe years ago.  I thought she
was the most beautiful woman in the world.  There was nothing she wouldn't
do for me.  As mothers do; she fed, clothed and watched funny television
programs with me.  My mother and I were best of friends.  Things were so
wonderful and innocent.  But then my friends filled me with these thoughts
of worry and paranoia.  I didn't want my mum to be that way.  I didn't want
my mum to love anyone except me!

   "Scotty," One of my friends named Andrew said to me, "I bet your mum
sucks great dick,"

   "Yeah," another friend named Josh added, "Fucking `Milf'!  I bet she
loves the cock!"

   "Do you think she takes cock up her arse too?" Another skinny friend
named Justin said hungrily, "She's got such a nice fat bum.  Have you tried
to fuck her?"

   "No!  I would never!" I said horrified.

   "Pussy," 12-year-old Justin said to me with distain, "I would fuck her
if she were my mum.  We all would."

   All of my friends laughed with each other in front of me and whole
heartedly agreed.

   With these vulgar and intimidating words my thoughts of my mother were
shattered and redesigned.  She had become the object of all my male peer's
desires.  Slowly throughout the day at school; thoughts of her sucking
random cock and taking penis in her anus were overloading my mind.  My soul
was transformed.  I kept thinking about her moaning and gyrating her big
bum on the lap of a random boy that was shrouded in shadow.

   Who was fucking my mum in my thoughts?  No one!  It's just your
imagination!  She would never do that!  Mum would never betray you!

   I pulled at my hair and my eyes shuddered in horror.  The thought of my
mother being violated and used broke my heart and was an extremely new and
powerful feeling.  To further my shame I felt my cock tightening against my
underwear and school pants.  Why was my penis hard?  I wondered if it was
perhaps my body reacting to the competition.  I knew I wasn't sexually
attracted to my own mother before.  So why now?

   My friend's words had unlocked something inside me that would haunt me
for the rest of my life.  I saw my mother no longer as an innocent woman of
nurture and kindness.  But now I saw my mother as a lady that was desired
and had needs like any other woman.

   I was glad to return home from that bizarre day at school.  My friend's
words about my mother kept repeating in my mind as I walked home.  I
sighed; took a breath of fresh air and happily decided to greet my
wonderful mother.  I joyfully skipped into the front hallway and called out
to her.

   "Mum!  I'm home!"

   "Hey Scotty!" I heard my mother call out from the distance, "How was
your day at school honey?"

   "Good," I lied.

   I walked further down the hallway and towards the open kitchen area
where the laundry also was.  I stepped into the laundry and to my horror my
mother was bare arse naked bending over and stuffing clothes in the washing
machine.

   I stared and stared.

   I stood creepily behind her and in a trance.  My mother had a knack for
being naked in the house and lingered without any clothes after she had a
shower.  I never took much notice until now.  Before today I never even
thought twice about it.

   Mum would walk around naked while I watched my cartoons and played my
video games.  I never used to care.  But now; after my friends vulgar
brainwashing words I looked at her wonderful busty body in a completely
different perspective.

   "She's got such a nice fat bum," I remembered skinny 12-year-old Justin
say during recess, "Have you tried to fuck her?"

   My mother's arse was poking out towards the doorway where I was
standing. She was busy shuffling through the laundry basket on the floor.
So she didn't notice me staring at her intimate places between her legs and
arse-crack.  Her gigantic bum-cheeks and thick legs swayed in front of me.
It looked warm and welcoming.

   My eyes were wide as I could see her pussy lips and her arsehole.  Her
arsehole was winking between her crack every time she swayed and shuffled
through the clothing.  Her large bouncy bum cheeks looked so slick and
glorious.  Steam was hovering and flowing around her arse and legs.  I
never thought of it before; but her arse was the most glorious piece of
round rump meat I had ever seen.

   "Oh!" mum said turning her head around, "I didn't see you there!"

   She giggled and wiggled her naked fat bum innocently at me.  Her
arse-cheeks wobbled from side to side from the aftershock.

   "Why do you have to be naked all the time?" I said rather annoyed and
stern.

   "Oh I'm not naked all the time," She said waving her hands at me, "I
just stay naked for an hour or so after I shower that's all; to cool down.
You know that."

   "Well; can you please not be naked when I get home from school?" I
asked, "I might have invited one of my friends over from school today. 
What if one of them saw you?"

   "YOU bringing friends over?" mum said pleasantly surprised.

   My mum was right.  I rarely invited friends over after school.  I
treated my home kind of like a sanctuary.  Besides; sometimes all my
friends witty jokes at the expense of other people; usually on behalf of
yours truly; became tiresome and I prefer to hang alone after school and
play video games most of the time.

   "Well fine then Scott," My naked mother said with her tits hard and her
arms crossed, "I won't be naked in front of you anymore if you have such a
problem with it."

   "No, I never said that." I said meek, "You can be naked as much as you
like Mum.  It's just please be wary about my friends after school."

   "You ARE getting at that age though," She said concerned, "Maybe it was
O.K when you were nine-years-old but not when you are thirteen.  I don't
think it's appropriate for me to be butt naked in front of you for now on.
You are developing into a man.  So I should encourage decency."

   What have I done!

   How could I be so stupid!  Maybe it was morally for the best.  But my
penis had never felt so betrayed.  That wonderful glimpse of my mother
perfect juicy bottom would be my last.  I would never see her walk around
with her naked body ever again!

   With my face full of dread my naked mother shuffled past me.

   I followed her through the house before she entered her bedroom and got
dressed.  I watched her cute warm fat arse wiggle and jiggle for the last
time as she strode down the hallway.  It was sad; it was like I was saying
goodbye to her beautiful bum when I only just begun to appreciate it.  It
was a tragic tease.

   My mother entered her bedroom and looked back at me.  I was very upset.
Would she at least let me watch her get dressed?

   "You wait outside cheeky," She said sweetly, but it sounded as harsh and
cruel as if she was yelling.  She then closed the door slowly.

   "Pussy," I remembered my friend Justin's voice, "I would fuck her if she
were my mum.  We all would."

   Those words haunted me all evening until bedtime.  I remember staring at
the ceiling full of stress and worry.  My penis was as hard as a rock.  It
needed relief.  My mum's arse and bum-hole looked so lovely.  Why did I act
like such a bastard and criticise her nudity?!  I should have said nothing;
I was so stupid!

   I longingly pull my penis out from the covers.  It was as hard as a
rock. The head of my cock ached and shined.

   "Mummy," I whimpered and slid my hand up and down my damp hard penis. 
My fingers and thumbs slid and protruded between the base and eager red
head.  I stared intently at my dick while I stroked it; ready for it to
explode.  I thought about my mum's arse bending over in the laundry room. I
wished that moment lasted for hours.  I closed and squinted my eyes trying
to remember my mother's glorious hams in vivid detail.  I needed it to be
burned into my memory.

   I was never going to see her beautiful bum again!

   "Mummy!" I whimpered even louder; tears welling down my face in the
lonely darkness.  My hands tug and pull my penis aggressively.  I heave and
breathe in panic.  My heart rate got faster and faster.  My right hand and
wrist hammered around my wet, slippery and sensitive flesh.  Loud squishing
noises could be heard every time I applied pressure up or down.  The hot
pleasure was boiling up.

   The image of my mum's bent over bum cheeks in the laundry was deep in my
mind as I tried to achieve climax.  Her arsehole was winking like it was
talking to me.

   "Hurry up and cum!" My mum's bum-hole winked and taunted.  My mother's
angry voice coming out of her winking bum-hole like a talking fart.

   "Hurry up; pull your little wiener and cum!" the anus cruelly said to
me, "You have such a tiny penis!  You are masturbating over your mother's
bottom!  You should be ashamed of yourself!"

   "I'm so sorry!" I cried pulling my penis like I was crazy, "I'm so sorry
I'm such a bad son mummy!  Please forgive me!  Please don't hate me!"

   "Why are you such a creepy little pervert?  At least your friends are
cool enough to admit what they want."

   The image of my mother's beautiful, stern and annoyed face suddenly
appeared in front of me in my dream; instantly we were both transported
from the laundry-room to the hallway in front of her bedroom.  With one
final look of distain; mum suddenly slammed her bedroom door in my face.

   My heart was broken.  My mother didn't want to see or talk to me.

   My hand was tightly around the base of my cock.  My dick head throbbed
with anticipation and eagerness.  Let it out!  I told myself.  Let it all
out!  The hopelessness, the fear, the heartbreak!  I twiddle my fingers
around the base.  My cock didn't need much more stimulation.

   I looked longingly at the blankness of her bedroom door and I could feel
my cock nudging and scraping against my bedcovers.  I rubbed my cock more
slowly but increasingly harsh and intense.

   "MUMMY!" I yelped helplessly, "PLEASE MUMMY!"

   I keeled over and convulsed.  My cock spasmed every time a thick wad of
watery cum splattered all over her bedroom door.  I shook and shuddered as
the hopeless feeling overtook me.

   "You little wimp," I heard mum giggle through the doorframe.  I opened
my eyes to the darkness of my bedroom.  My hand and dick are sticky amongst
my bed-covers.  Tears were still built up in my eyes.  My eyes and my
cheeks were crusty.

   "Goodnight Scotty," I heard my mother call out from outside my room
before she went to bed.

   "Goodnight mum!" I called out in a whaling desperate voice, "I love
you!"

   It was probably all in my head.  But I sobbed when I got no reply.
   To be continued...