Sparticus... A mother's demise - Sex Stories

Sparticus... A mother's demise

... a favorable response. ‘You are my mother and always will be. I will try and be a good son and I want our relationship to remain exactly as it was before last night… before…well you know’ Alan paused to let what he had said sink in…and to gauge his mother’s reaction Helen looked at her son and let out a sigh thinking that all her worries and concerns that she had throughout the day were unnecessary… the decision whether to or not to expose what lay beneath her skirt was not required. She knew what they did was wrong…immoral… but she could not dismiss how exciting it was and brought to life the fantasy of being a submissive that she had silently longed for. The thought of being someone’s submissive had often crossed her mind and had even thought about joining an online Dom/sub group… and here she was face to face with someone who was offering what she desired. If only it was not her son…. They were the words that she had wanted to hear and she felt a great weight lift off her shoulders and yet at the same time a huge pang of disappointment. Helen was about to speak but Alan brought his index finger up to his mouth indicating that she should remain silent. ‘I want us to remain exactly as we were except for one thing…Stand up‘ The puzzled 44 year old gave her son a strange questioning look before doing as he asked. He walked up to her turned her to fully face him and then took a couple of steps back. ‘Lift up your skirt…and show me your cunt. ’ The stunned woman stared at the ...

... teen before her… slowly shaking her head not believing her ears. She had wrongly presumed his words were words of putting last night’s performance behind them. Did he not just say that things were going to return to how they were? ‘Mum… it is your choice… it will end here and we forget last night…or… we start a parallel life. As I said, the majority of the time you will treat me as you have always done... but… alongside that there is another path, one where your body belongs to me.’ The perplexed mom stood there trying to take in what her son was saying. The gambling teen had put all his eggs in the one basket… but felt confident as any boy of his age who was thinking with what lay between his legs. ‘You have had all day to decide and I will accept what path you have chosen depending on whether I see a pair of panties or your bare cunt … LIFT UP YOUR SKIRT…’ Helen could feel her stomach churning as her hands grasped the hem of her skirt. Shutting her eyes she slowly started to raise her skirt until her hands were level with her breasts knowing that everything below her waist was on view. She swallowed hard as her whole body shook. It seemed an eternity waiting for her son to respond. ‘From now on when we are alone I am your master and you will call me Dominus. Is that understood?’ The submissive woman opened her eyes but could not look at her son’s face and spoke softly ‘Yes Dominus’ The wide eyed teen gazed upon the hairy pussy that was being displayed in all its glory. The ...