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.