Story Plot reveals itself at the end

[BlackSnake]

I wrote a short story last night (about 934 words) and revealed the plot in the last paragraph.

I'm writing as a series.

A woman has been spied on by her son for a long time.

1) She does nothing about it.
2) She don't try to hide herself

She tells him to come into her bedroom, and she undresses him, and of course, fucks him without conversation about it.

The end:
The husband comes home about the time she is leaving for work and to take her son to school. She smells another woman's perfume about him. She smiles to herself, still feeling freshly fucked, and continues out the door without questioning him or saying goodbye.

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

Wow, that is a pretty powerful plot twist.

But what does the poor son think of what happened?

 

[BlackSnake]

Wow, that is a pretty powerful plot twist.

But what does the poor son think of what happened?

He hasn't said.

 

[sirhugs]

at the end of the series does son end up with Dad's gf?

 

[BlackSnake]

at the end of the series does son end up with Dad's gf?

Don't know. But, here is what I'm thinking.

Part 2.
Mother finds out exactly how closely her son has been paying attention to her. He is at her door watching her as usual. She invites him in and hands him her bottle of moisturizer. He applies it just like she has done. They fuck again, but this time the son lasts a lot longer and she is able to double up on her orgasm before falling asleep. When her husband arrives in the morning smelling like another woman, he announces that he is going on a business trip for a week.

Part 3.
Mother teaches the son how to further care for her body. Teaches him to polish her nails, fix her hair, shave her body, and give her an enema.

She also teaches him how to write out the bills, balance the check book, and that care of their car.

Each time she teach him how to do something, she leaves the task to him.

Part 4.

The husband begin to make regular trips out of town, with his mistress. While the son learns how to take care of his mother, the house, car, and other affairs of living.

The son bings to feels like the head of the household and wants his father gone.

The son follows his father and catches him in the act, and gains proof. The son contacts an attorny and makes an appointment for he and his mother. The son hands over the proof to the attorney, and tells the attorney to make it so that the father will not return to the home.

With the proof in his face, the father gives into the demands.

The son tells his mother to hand over her birth control and he flushes them.

Somebody here loves the pregnancy stuff

Part 5
Taking care of a pregnant woman.

Part 6
Raising a son

Part 7
The son comes of age

Part 8
Mother has two men

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

Seeing a guy that responsible is always a turn on...
What about girls his own age, they must be falling all over him.
He might start to like one of them or at least fantasize about being able to care for more than just mommy dearest. But he doesn't want to cheat on her like daddy did.

Does he ask Mommy if he can bring a friend? Or does she find out he is having fantasy's about a girl his age and invites this girl to dinner? Maybe some seduction and a little bit of date rape drugs- if need be?

 

[BlackSnake]

Seeing a guy that responsible is always a turn on...
What about girls his own age, they must be falling all over him.
He might start to like one of them or at least fantasize about being able to care for more than just mommy dearest. But he doesn't want to cheat on her like daddy did.

Does he ask Mommy if he can bring a friend? Or does she find out he is having fantasy's about a girl his age and invites this girl to dinner? Maybe some seduction and a little bit of date rape drugs- if need be?

I was thinking none of the above. I don't have the story with me. I'm at work and it's at home, so I'll post it here while I'm editing it. She grooms him to be the husband that she desires, and his long fasination with her leads to his deep love for her.

If I mention girls his own age, it would be to say that his love is only for his mother. While mom's not a saint, she not an evil bitch.

Maybe she won't have both her son's a s lovers, the could raise a real man that has been taught how to really take care of a woman.

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

hehe, Sorry. Guess I am still on evil dominaring bitch mode from the Slut Wife thread.

 

[BlackSnake]

hehe, Sorry. Guess I am still on evil dominaring bitch mode from the Slut Wife thread.

I like the mood you're in. It works well with my imagination.

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

I'm glad some people appreciate my moods.

 

[BlackSnake]

I'm glad some people appreciate my moods.

It's working for me, and I've been sitting here with a hard-on from your Av. I need a piss and a smoke BRB

 

[BlackSnake]

It's working for me, and I've been sitting here with a hard-on from your Av. I need a piss and a smoke BRB

LOL...Ahhh!

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

Feel all better now?

 

[BlackSnake]

Feel all better now?

Yep, but the hard-on is still raging. Sometimes I feel sorry for my wife when I'm like this.

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

Why can't she handle you?

 

[BlackSnake]

Why can't she handle you?

5 hours later, she is still sore and I am happy She enjoyed herself, though

 

[BlackSnake]

Part 1 - Real Life: The Spy

about 938 words
Part 1 - Real Life: The Spy (Not Edited)
by BlackSnake

When Lauren heard the creaking of her bedroom door, she did not flinch or look up, though she was naked except for the towel that wrapped her wet hair. She had become accustomed to the eyes that peered at her just beyond the light of her bedroom. She thought that maybe he would get board with seeing her night after night, but he was consistent.

Lauren could not imagine why he found her so fascinating. She was old. The once firm shapes of her hips and legs had grown loose and soft. Even her breasts had fell a few inches, and not to mention kangaroo sack that seemed to have come from no where.

Lauren sighed continuing to trim her toenails sitting with one leg dangling off the side of the bed. A thought flashed before her of him wanting to have sex with her. She wrinkled her brow in a frown at her wicked thought. She began to examine her own actions. Why was her bedroom door left partially open? Why had she not deviated from her normal routine? Was it his desire to see her, or was it her desire to be seen? She shook her head in self-denial.

Lauren finished her toenails, stood beside her bed, and began to apply lotion to her skin. She massaged the white cream into her breasts, seeing and feeling the hardness of her nipples. She caught them between her forefinger and thumb, and twisted them feeling the release flow through her body. She applied more lotion her stomach, moving her hand to her butt-cheeks, and then lifted one of her legs to the bed. She spilled the loose cream over her thigh and spread it down to her lower leg. She massaged it in slowly moving up and down her leg. Her finger brushed over her swollen cunt as she spread the moisturizing cream to her inner thigh. She applied more to her hands and worked it between her butt-cheeks and over her throbbing mound. She gave her cunt a little more attention as her pussy lips swelled. She switched legs applying the lotion and going back to her aching cunt.

Lauren sat the lotion down and looked at her bed. Her tits and cunt felt as if they were on fire. She turned back the covers, and fixed the pillows as she heard her bedroom door creak open wider.

Lauren looked at her reflection in the dresser mirror. She sighed with a bit more satisfaction than she conceived in her mind. Though her body had gone soft, it had more of a womanly shape. She resigned herself to the fact that she was no longer a teenager, and never would be again.

Lauren looked to her bedroom door and locked her eyes on her son, Jeffery’s eyes. “Come here,” she said in a soft soothing tone.

Jeffery walked to her slowly with his head slightly bowed as he looked to the floor.

“Raise your arms,” she said in almost a whisper.

He obeyed.

Lauren lifted his t-shirt off over his head and let it fall to the floor. She stretched boxers out with her fingers and pulled them down to his ankles holding them for him to step out, which he did. She turned applying lotion to her hands and then began to rub the cream over his hard cock and balls.

She sighed with satisfaction as she measured it with her fingers. He was very well developed. A trait she attributed to her own gene pool.

“Get on top of me,” she said as she moved onto the bed and spread her soft legs wide.

Lauren took hold of Jeffery’s manhood and guided it into her hot wet maternal canal. “Ahhh,” she moaned softly moving her hands to his tight butt-cheek to pull him in deeper.

His hot breath on her neck made her nipples harden even more. She closed her eyes feeling the head of her son’s cock reach a spot inside of her that had been neglected. She began moving her hips up on his cock.

Jeffery slid his hands under her shoulders and pulled down on them as he pushed his rod as far as he could inside of his mother’s cunt.

“Mmmm,” Lauren moaned again loving how wide her canal was being stretched. She felt him match her motion with harder and harder thrusts.

Her toes curled and her body stiffened. Jeffery jerked slightly out of control as he filled her with his seed. She held him tight and deep.

When their breaths returned close to normal, Lauren reached over and turned off the lamp on her nightstand causing it to become instantly dark in the room. She pulled the covers over the both of them and held the full weight of his body on top of hers.

Lauren woke her son in her bed at the normal time for him to get ready for school. She showered quickly and made herself ready for work. She made a light breakfast for Jeffery, which he ate in silence.

Richard, Lauren’s husband came home as she stood in the kitchen checking her purse and preparing to leave.

Jeffery and Richard looked at each other with the acknowledgment of strangers. Richard kissed Lauren on the cheek as he went to their bedroom.

Lauren wondered if the owner of the perfume Richard had bath in was someone that she knew. She glanced over to Jeffery and felt the pressure from the thrusting he had given her. She sighed and left with Jeffery without saying goodbye to her husband.

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[BlackSnake]

comments on the first part for editing?

 

[BlackSnake]

bump

 

[vargas111]

Seeing a guy that responsible is always a turn on...

What about girls his own age, they must be falling all over him.

He might start to like one of them or at least fantasize about being able to care for more than just mommy dearest. But he doesn't want to cheat on her like daddy did.

Does he ask Mommy if he can bring a friend? Or does she find out he is having fantasy's about a girl his age and invites this girl to dinner? Maybe some seduction and a little bit of date rape drugs- if need be?

No, girls his age are all tease and no sex.

Now his mom's friends will be falling all over him, eager for some serious baby making! <g>

 

[BlackSnake]

No, girls his age are all tease and no sex.

Now his mom's friends will be falling all over him, eager for some serious baby making! <g>

The story is still open. Editing for posting Part 1.

More ideas....

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

You have a great rough draft on your hands.
My only thing would be if this is the first time she has layed with her son, shouldn't he have more of a "oh shit she caught me" thing going on, not just the timidness? And possibly a little more joy when she starts playing with him, as if it's a dream come true for him.

 

[sirhugs]

You have a great rough draft on your hands.
My only thing would be if this is the first time she has layed with her son, shouldn't he have more of a "oh shit she caught me" thing going on, not just the timidness? And possibly a little more joy when she starts playing with him, as if it's a dream come true for him.

and more details of the playing

 

[BlackSnake]

You have a great rough draft on your hands.
My only thing would be if this is the first time she has layed with her son, shouldn't he have more of a "oh shit she caught me" thing going on, not just the timidness? And possibly a little more joy when she starts playing with him, as if it's a dream come true for him.

Yes indeed, I neglected the son's reaction all together. I was trying to write in the third person limited omniscient to the mother character. I was trying to show what the mother see, hears, feels, and know about.

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

But you can still add how she observes the son. You don't have to show his thoughts...but when she calls him into the room maybe a, he looked like the time I scoled him when I caught him doing {fill in the blank} wrong when he was younger.

Something that lets the reader know a little more about what's going on around her without leaving her presepective.