Mom Strips Naked for Nude Day Ch. 02

The mental, psychological and emotional conflict being developed within the characters was skillfully done. The depth of character development continues to build on solid ground. At 23, I can not believe the son has such a lack of self-awareness, self-assurance and sense of self. Finally, I can not the puritanical view of life the mother has. Only weak, closed minds believe in religion as much as the mother does. If the son had a spine, he would pack his bags and let her religious figurehead solve her personal, emotional and psychological problems. 5 star series, so far.

Oh the inner turmoil of life changing decisions; will she/won't she, can I/can't I, whose resolve will crumble first? Another tantalizing chapter

I was tempted to give this story a 4 as it seemed it should have been part of Ch. 03. It seemed to be more a transition between Ch. 01 and Ch. 03; but, I thank you for keeping the chapters to 2 pages or less so far, it makes stories written here much more enjoyable. Looking forward to Ch. 03, thank you.

Thoroughly enjoyed reading this series

This is the 2nd Chapter, if you dont like it, go read something else.

It keeps moving forward, slowly, but tantalizingly ... enough elements of reality to continue to hold interest.

Yes it's long, but oddly entertaining too.

I'm intrigued, and will be reading to find out if these two get together.

So please miss Parker, keep writing, but don't worry about the critics. You can please some of the people some of the time........etc.

just thought it also funny that your comments, while probably written hastily, contain so many errors

Ex: until the rest of the chapters posts to read what happens because all your assessments this far has been wrong.

Truly Shakespeare has been reincarnated as Susan Jill Parker

I'm loving the buildup of your story keep up the good work!

Who knows, why you even read my story, other than to bash my story. Who knows why Who Knows hasn't written a story. Who knows why Who Knows thinks that the stories isn't moving forward, when it is.

Obviously, by Who Knows' incorrect comments and suppositions, he hasn't even read the story. He's just here because I've responded to him bashing my story. I've given him a platform. Only, Who Knows is making an ass of himself.

Go ahead, Who Knows, tell everyone all that is wrong with my story, when all that anyone has to do is to read my story to know that it's a quality story and that you're nothing more than a basher.

Actually, Who Knows, the story is more than 40,000 words and every chapter that I post moves the story along and never does his mother catch him masturbating, Who Knows.

Who knows why Who Knows is a basher but I think that I do. Who Knows always wanted to have sex with his mother. Only, she rejected his advances. Now, he goes in search for an incestuous character who is able to have sex with his mother.

Sorry, Who Knows, even your mother rejected you. Who knows why she did. Who knows why she named you Who Knows. Talk about annoying, your name is annoying, Who Knows.

Who knows why someone would be so deranged not only to read a story he didn't like but also to continue to comment on a story he didn't like. Only, Who Knows, the next time you go through the time and trouble to write a bashing comment, you should at least read the story first. Moreover, you should wait, until the rest of the chapters posts to read what happens because all your assessments this far has been wrong.

Thanks for posting comments to my story, Who Knows. All that you're doing is giving my story even more attention by moving my story higher in the feedback thread. Thank you.

Have a nice day and go fuck your mother so the rest of us real writers can continue to write quality stories for our readers and fans.

The problem is that you create incredibly thin premises which you then stretch for miles in service of this delusion that you're "basically, a novelist."

You've already telegraphed where this story is going: Mother and son will continue restating their respective positions until, at some point (15,000 words? 20,000? Whatever arbitrary length at which you decide something devoid of plot becomes, by default, plot-intensive), the son plays an utterly transparent angle that causes the mother to gullibly accede to his wish that she remove her clothes, at which point she'll become aroused, the dam of her inhibitions will give way and sex will ensue.

It's the stuff of juvenile fantasy -- "I broke the lamp playing ball in the house, but I'll tell Mom it happened when I was fending off burglars. Not only will she not punish me, my bravery will be rewarded with ice cream" -- and having a 15,000-word preamble in which you simply repeat yourself over and over doesn't make the sex any more earned than in the average 600-word "Mom accidentally barges in on masturbating son and immediately drops to her knees to finish him off" story.

If you fancy yourself a novelist, feel free to use your allotment of words to actually move a plot forward. Otherwise, you're just writing long-winded stroke stories with pretensions of high-mindedness.

Go read someone else's story. Go read a story that only has sex, sex, and more sex.

Basically, I'm a novelist. Now, if you don't want to invest the time that it takes to read about a character than my stories are not for you.

I write real stories with character development, dialogue, interior monologue, imagery, description, and tension. What you, obviously want to read is about two talking heads having sex.

Explain to me how a mother, who is so aghast that her son writes erotic stories about her can do a complete 180 and not only strip off her clothes but also have sex with him.

I'm sorry that my stories are too long for you. Go read another writer. Okay? There are some illustrated stories on the site that you can even color in the pictures, if reading real erotic literature is too much for you.

By the way, this is Literotica and not Litersexica. Go look up erotic and erotica in the dictionary.

Even better, perhaps, since you are such a critic of my writing, you can write your own story to show me how it's done. Let me know when you post your masterpiece, so that I may tear it to pieces.

You write a sentence. You then essentially reproduce that sentence, altering the language only slightly. New paragraph. Repeat.

And I do mean "repeat," because that paragraph will most likely rehash the content, such as it is, of the first, in addition to its own internal repetition. This will go on and on until the reader becomes convinced he's stuck in a time loop from which there can be no escape.

You have taken what should have been a simple "Son comes home to find that his mother has stumbled upon a cache of dirty stories he's written about her" introduction leading to an actual plot in which *something* -- anything! -- happens, and you have instead stretched it to an absolutely mind-boggling 8,700 words in which *nothing* happens.

1.Mother helps her son write a more realistic Nude Day story. 2.Swallowing it all, hook, line and sinker, Mom takes the bait. Both of these descriptions imply more immediate results. Not saying anything bad about the stories themselves, but, you may as well have said puppies and kittens and rainbows for all the truth of them.

I, for one, like the fact that the mother and son characters are not immediately rushing into its other arms (and beds). Don't get me wrong, I do like the shorter stories but then again, I also like the ones which slowly builds to a climax (quite literally in some cases). Your story is going to be one of the latter and all the better for it. Please continue as you are and I look forward to your next instalment.

I agree with the other comments. This is basically a jack-off site for most of the readers, and although you may be a great writer, I wouldn't expect great reviews if I were you. This seems to be one of those 'Part 1 through part 32' stories that takes forever to get to the point and most of the readers here aren't looking for that. It also didn't help that the titles of this story have been misleading to say the least. Thank you for your time.

I always have and will defend an authors rights to tell a story as they see fit, but I do say this is basically a jack-off site, and a mother with a lot of morals will not get you very far here. You are taking a big chance with that, many here will move off to other stories. If you are a proven author in the real world this site is a waste of your time. I have always thought extended novellas like this are wasted here, if you keep on with the story as is people will just be real negative too you. I would feel real bad for you if that happens, just letting you know.

Immediately, what you wrote is that this is an erotic writing site. It sure is. Yet, what you really want to read is not erotica but a sex story that you can stroke to, while masturbating yourself. I can assure you that this story is that, but tell me something.

When was the last time you walked up to a strange woman or up to your mother and immediately started undressing her. Forget about conversation, forget about foreplay, you just started fucking her. Is that what you want to do with someone? Is that what you want to read here?

That's not real. That would never happen. If I wrote a scene such as that, you'd be the first cry baby to complain that my characters aren't real. Yet, here's a mother discovering that her son not only wants her sexually but also writes erotic stories about her. How should she react to that? Should she go against al who she is and jump in bed with her son? No.

We need to find out why the mother is the way she is, just as we need to know why the son is the way he is. Such is life. There's no fast forward button and no magic switch to jump to the sex. May I remind you that just as this site isn't the Harvard Review or the New Yorker, this site isn't Litersexica. This site is called Literotica.

If you don't appreciate a quality story that has real characters, dialogue, and tension with a beginning, a middle, and an ending, then I suggest you don't read my stories. Further, I suggest you read someone else's stories. There are plenty of stories where the characters aren't developed, don't even have a name. There are lots of stories that begin with talking heads having sex, so that you can sit there an masturbate, while pretending what it's like to have a real woman in your life, instead of a blowup doll

Thank you so very much for the support of your one vote. Bend over so that I may shove that up your ass.

May I remind you that we writers write for free. We write to entertain you. Just as you'd never stiff someone a tip, who gave you quality service at no charge, perhaps you would, however, you should be more respectful of the writers who write here for you.

Perhaps, you should entertain us all and write your own damn story. I'm sure that I could muster the same vote for your lousy story that you gave me for my quality story.

I read your bio and all of that and understand that you are a "real" writer, yet you are on an erotica site. This constant tease is as annoying in the virtual world as it is in the real one, perhaps even more so. When clicking here you expect a certain "something", especially when it's intro suggest that is goes one way yet it never unfolds as such. I will vote now, and if there was less than a one (1) I would deem this story as such. It is overwrought with imagery and internalization to the point of tears and not even slightly arousing; which is the point of this site. If I want to see super models I buy Vogue, If I want to see sluts being fucked I buy Hustler. This isn't the New Yorker, you should know your audience and either choose to indulge them or not write on this site.

The story certainly is a tease, with his mother still holding onto her archaic morals. She 's like the church lady with her prim and proper judgment of anything that's not holy and white.

I hope that he breaks her soon and nails her to the bed with his long hard cock because that's what she really needs.

Her son needs to stretch her prim and proper pussy out with his fat cock, and make her feel like a real woman again. Perhaps give her something she can't seem to get enough of.

Thanks for the read.